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In Search of the Final Freedom - 20
An Erotic Socio-Political Novel
By Pat Thomason (pat_tomason@hotmail.com)

***

The trip to Miami beach wraps up. The mom's visit a 
swing club for the first time. The last night on the 
beach is memorable for all. (MF, voy, oral, swingers, 
orgy)

***

Chapter TWENTY

At 5:30 Bonnie, Marcy and Trisha were dressed in their 
sexist outfits. Trisha wore a red silk, knee length 
dress with the both the front and back plunged to her 
hips. She found out quickly that sudden movements freed 
her breasts from the dress completely. Marcy wore a 
tropical print mini dress. Though it was not likely 
meant to be quite so short, but Marcy with her tall 
frame her buttocks shown when she walked, and when she 
sat.. more showed. 

Bonnie had been thinking about what to wear on and off 
since she was invited to meet the group. She wanted to 
convey openness, and seriousness; sophisticated and 
sexy, erotic and mature. Out shopping the night before, 
she looked for hours before finding just the right 
outfit. They had already been to a dozen or more shops 
when they came to a shop that simply looked like a 
warehouse space with racks and racks of designer knock-
offs and seconds. Caitlin saw it first and called our 
"Ms. C, this one is perfect for you."

At first it she was sure it was way too sheer, but 
after the girls convinced her to try it on. It wasn't 
the fact the middle aged salesman said it looked great, 
it was that his eyes were popping out of his head as he 
stood in the shop looking at her self in the three way 
mirror. She turned around slowly, looking critically to 
see if it flattered her. She had worn just a sundress 
with a thong underneath so when she put on the dress 
nothing distracted from the look but her tiny pink 
thong. It was an invisibly sheer tea dress decorated 
with beautifully detailed embroidered iridescent green 
floral patterns. The dress was loose, fluid fitting so 
the floral pattern seemed to dance across her almost 
naked body. The effect was to cover and uncover 
different parts of her body as she moved.

"As you can see, the embroidery is all hand made of 
silk, so it is finely detailed while not weighing the 
dress down." The sales man said, "See how it floats 
over her as she moves. Of course, most women wear a 
camisole under it, but it certainly looks lovely that 
way as well."

And that way she did wear it, except sans the thong. 
Seeing her mom and her friends all dressed up, with 
hair and make up done beautifully made, Misty said "Oh, 
mom we've got to get some pictures of you guys."

"No, we don't have time," but she persisted and in the 
end won out with the argument that both her Dad and 
Mike would love a photo for their wallets.

"All right, here take a picture," and she smiled.

But that was not what Misty had in mind and so Bonnie, 
Trisha and Marcy found themselves parading back and 
forth along the main shopping district in their less 
than modest outfits.

"Oh Mom, loosen up, this is Miami Beach, nobody cares," 
Misty chided as she shot photo after photo. But Bonnie 
could clearly tell that she and her friends were 
receiving quite a lot of attention from passers by. 
When a police cruiser crept by her blood went cold 
until she saw the look the not-so-young officer gave 
her, she relaxed knowing these police didn't mind women 
posing nearly naked on public streets. Misty kept 
shooting individual and group shots until Bonnie put 
her foot down and insisted that she and the others 
simply must get going.

Later when one of the photos, blown up to poster sized 
graced the wall of their game room she was very glad 
they took the time, but for now it put them into a 
rush. Fortunately the directions to the get together 
were excellent and they arrived just minutes after they 
were asked to come.

They traveled up Hwy 1A for a nearly an past the 
parking for the nude beach. The life style club was 
actually a converted home on the intercostals water 
way. Bonnie figured this club must be made up of some 
well heeled locals. The front yard had been paved over 
for parking and there were about a dozen cars, mostly 
German and none of which would have belonged back home. 
She'd never parked in a parking lot with three 
Porsches.

Bonnie was apprehensive as she knocked on the fancy oak 
door. It was one thing to take photos on a Miami Beach 
street less than half-dressed, it was something else to 
knock on a door dressed the same way. Though she had 
checked the address a dozen times and the cars made it 
clear this was not just someone's home, her heart still 
raced. The door swung open and an attractive middle 
aged man in a silk robe answered the door. Bonnie, 
though nervous said as boldly as she could "Hi, I hope 
we are the right place. Ron and Jeanne asked us to come 
tonight."

His slight delay seemed interminable and she was ready 
to run for the van when he said "Hi, I'm Gerald, we've 
been waiting for you. We were afraid you weren't 
coming." And he ushered them in.

Like the house they were renting there was an overly 
large room with several sitting areas, but this grand 
room also had a vaulted ceiling and along the right 
wall, where the ceiling was the highest, was a small 
stage area complete with a brass strippers pole.

The furniture and appointments were very exceptionally 
fine as was the attire of those present. Bonnie was 
pleased she and her friends had judged well what to 
wear because the attire was stylish, sexy and clearly 
expensive.

Jeanne came out through a hallway all beaming. "I'm so 
glad you could come."

Bonnie had an opening line all ready "Jeanne, I hardly 
recognized you with clothes on" then she added an 
unrehearsed "and what beautiful clothes they are." 
Referring to her stunning summer dress of many layers 
of gossamer white silk that contrasted with her deeply 
tanned skin that shone through as the layers flowed 
while she walked, it was simply stunning. She looked 
far better like this than she had on the beach.

"Thank You," Jeanne said before giving a close hug. "I 
must admit I love the way this one fits me."

"Where did you get it?" Bonnie said out of habit before 
realizing the meaning of that question in this city.

"Oh, I got it at the Christian Dior shop in South 
Beach."

She began to feel out of place and wondered if this 
$120 outfit looked too cheep in this crowd.

Jeanne continued with what was polite, "I love that out 
fit."

"No, I'ts no Dior."

"No, really, I don't' remember seeing anything like it, 
it is so sexy and yet so stylish. It's a hard thinking 
at these activities to be overtly sexual with out 
looking cheep or slutty, but that outfit is perfect."

That comment made Bonnie feel good, but wondered what 
it said about Marcy but she didn't have time to worry 
about his new fear when Jeanne introduced them to the 
half dozen or so in the room. "We call this the club 
room, it's were most of the activities go on. We'll 
move these couches around in a little while for our 
discussion." 

Then she pointed out the bar, "It's strictly BYOB 
because we don't' have a liquor license." Then showed 
them to a room with a pool table and a flat screen TV 
the size of half the wall, there she introduced the 
women to a couple more people. Bonnie noticed all eyes, 
male and female, took in her outfit and of course the 
body it barely covered with appreciation.

From that room a room she described as "And this is the 
play room." 

It consisted of what looked like four king sized beds, 
two side-by-side on either side of the room, making in 
effect two huge beds. Additionally it had mirrors on 
the headboards and ceiling. On one bed, a naked couple 
were kissing while the man rubbed between her legs.

"We highly suggest everyone use a condom, but if you 
don't the man has to change the sheets, which can be 
found in this closet," she said opening a door.

"We have two rules, one is that you don't come in with 
out a partner, or two or three. In other words no one 
comes in this room looking for a partner; you bring 
your partners with you. The other is no means no and 
pretty much anything else goes. And I'll introduce you 
to Martha and Jack when they're not so busy."

Then turning to a glass door at the end of the hall, 
they all headed outdoor. The back yard consisted of one 
large deck that ran all the way to the edge of the 
canal and boat dock. About two thirds of the back of 
the deck was lined with a six foot fence and the other 
third only had a three foot fence with a gate to the 
dock. Most of the space was taken up by a swimming pool 
and two large hot tubs, leaving precious little space 
for the dozen or so lounges and two bistro table sets. 
In one hot tub was Jeanne's husband Ron and two women, 
in the pool and laying out on the chase lounges 
grabbing the last few rays of the afternoon were 
several more people. Naturally all were naked.

"And this is the pool area, In the summer we mostly use 
the pool and in the winter, more time in the hot-tubs. 
Of course, the rule is no swimwear in the pool, but 
women may wear bikini bottoms in the Jacuzzi. No 
fucking in the hot tub with out a condom, and that rule 
is firm. I might like swallowing when I blow a guy but 
I don't like old spunk floating in my hot tub." Which 
got an, "ooh yuck," and two laughs. 

Then in a more relaxed voice she introduced them to 
several other people before looking back to her husband 
and saying "You might want to get dried off, we will be 
starting in a few minutes."

"Well girls, let's head on in. Do you want something to 
drink?" and he opened the sliding glass door that went 
directly into the club room. "Oh, and we do ask for no 
nudity in the clubroom, the kitchen or the game room 
before ten at night. I hope it doesn't sound like we 
are rule crazy, but some of us have been doing this a 
long time and we have found even in a Lifestyle Club 
that anything goes doesn't really work."

Bonnie answered, "Go on, that is what my husband are 
interested in, boundaries among those who are openly 
sexual."

"Well, hang on a minute and we'll do that in our 
discussion group."

The couches and chairs had been moved into an irregular 
oval, and a dozen or more were already sitting. Bonnie 
excused herself to get her notes from the car.

Once back, she found there were about twenty people, in 
addition to Trisha and Marcy, sitting around, evidently 
waiting for her. Suddenly she was nervous. All these, 
obviously successful, sophisticated urban people were 
waiting to hear from a housewife from the Georgia 
countryside. What could she possibly say that they did 
not already know.

It was good that Jeanne started right off so that she 
didn't have long to dwell on her fears.

"Today we have a special opportunity to discuss some 
new ideas and a budding new national movement. Today we 
have Bonnie Campbell who works for the Final Freedom 
Foundation. You may have read about this group in Time, 
Cosmo or several other magazines. They are taking up 
the cause of sexual freedom we have been advocating for 
years and we are very pleased to have her today. As we 
usually do at our Salons we will let her present her 
information then go to an open forum discussion. So, 
Bonnie, tell us about the Final Freedom Foundation."

Bonne using her most professional voice said "Since 
this is a Salon, who reads Salon.com?"

Five hands went up. "Wow, five out of twenty! That's 
more than I expected. How many of you read my husband's 
article calling for a new paradigm of sexual openness?"

Several hands raised and the man who met them at the 
door spoke up "That was your husband's article?"

"Yes it was. Cooper and I have been discussing things 
for a while and almost a year ago he submitted it but 
it took Amy's, Amy Douglas, suggestion they publish it 
along with the material about her art exhibit that it 
got published."

Jeanne added "How many of you saw the article in the 
New Yorker, Cosmo or Playboy or about the erotic art 
show in June?"

Several hands went up then she said, "I'm passing 
around my copy of the New Yorker article. See the 
painting on the opening page, that is Bonnie and her 
husband."

And with that for an introduction the discussion lasted 
for two solid hours before Jeanne cut it off. Bonnie 
was surprised at herself at how knowledgeable she 
appeared to be compared to these well educated people. 
And all the congratulations afterward just made her 
feel she could conquer the world. Pulling her phone 
from her purse, she went out to the pool and called 
Cooper telling him all about it. He suggested she 
circulate a sheet of paper to gather email addresses 
for the FFF newsletter and to see if she could make 
contacts to have similar Solons at other clubs.

She did as he suggested and Cannon, the man who met 
them at the door said "I'm coordinator of a group of 
Lifestyle clubs in central and southern Florida, I'm 
sure you could do this every weekend for a year just 
here in Florida. I'll make some contacts for you."

He was so kind and very handsome, they talked for some 
time on the couch before she leaned over and kissed him 
passionately. As they spoke of their lives, she became 
aware that he must be older than she had thought. He 
was intensely interested in the FFF plans and about 
Bonnie's family's personal experience with this new 
openness. He was indeed surprised when she told him 
that although she and Cooper had intentionally made 
their home to be pro-sexuality over a decade before 
they expanded that attitude to bring in other 
playmates.

During the Solon discussion he had made references to 
both the Beat movement and the Free Love movement that 
appeared to indicate personal first hand knowledge. 

Among other things he said, "...but during the Beat 
movement sexual openness was tried. I mean we didn't do 
the communal marriage like we did in the 70's, but we 
did reject the idea of one-size-fits-all sexuality and 
the double standard that was even worse then than it is 
today. 

"I remember when I was in college the Dean would not 
let us publish even mildly sexual poems in the 
University's literary journal, and publicly condemned 
sexually oriented writings by the Beats, yet the same 
Dean essentially expected that his female graduate 
assistants would have sex with him. And it wasn't only 
him, nearly all of the faculty saw sexual favors from 
the co-ed's as a perk of the job. But at the same time 
I knew first hand a girl who was expelled for being in 
the men's dorm after hours."

"I think our message about sexual openness was too 
intertwined with other messages. In the early 60's we 
combined communism and political change with sexual 
openness and as we moved through the 60's and into the 
seventies we clearly intertwined the drug culture and 
the free love culture into one. So when middle class 
rejected our sexual freedom, they were rejecting the 
package of sex, drugs and communism. The lifestyle 
movement was born of those of us who had grown out of 
the drugs and radicalism and into middle America, but 
we have never moved much beyond our base."

As they he and Bonnie sat on the couch, she asked him 
about his own involvement in those things. He stretched 
out and said "Honey, if I told you the whole story it 
would take all night. But here is the short version. 

"I enrolled in San Francisco State, in the fall of 1960 
on a partial scholarship from a writing contest. I was 
naive and impressionable. I had a professor who was a 
friend of Ginsburg, Kerouac and a number of the leading 
Beat figures and in his classes he preached the Beat 
philosophies witch included sexual freedom which 
appealed to a kid from a faming community were kissing 
was considered immoral."

"So I began going to the Beat poetry readings and 
discussion meetings and I quickly found that the better 
I sounded in the meeting the easier it was with the 
girls, by the time I was a senior I could have sex with 
mostly any girl in the lit department just by asking. 
And I did, a lot. But fortunately at the same time I 
was learning to sound like I knew what I was saying at 
the meetings, I really was learning quite a lot and 
next thing I knew I was enrolling in grad school and 
began work on a Ph.D. in Philosophy. 

"By the time I earned it the anti-war movement, the 
psychodelic age and free love were in the air and I was 
right there with them. In those days if I told my 
students about a great LSD trip I had or an orgy I 
attended it was seen as a statement of progressive 
philosophy and applauded."

"For a young philosophy teacher, 1967 was quite a year 
to start, even in what would seem to be a quite place 
like Organ State. I suddenly was the magnate for all 
the would-be hippies and radicals on campus. It was a 
wild time, and I was right in the middle of it trying 
to create a cohesive philosophy of life with all the 
turmoil. From '68 to '72 we lived communal style in a 
big Victorian house. I had one legal wife and two, what 
we called spiritual wives and each of them had at least 
two husbands as well forming an interlinking community 
with different members coming and going."

Bonnie was intrigued, "What happened? Why only till 
'72?"

"Babies: It was something not planned in our free love 
ideal. When my legal wife got pregnant with our 
daughter it was the hit of the community, everyone took 
such good care of her. She was born using a midwife at 
the house, it was such an exciting time and for the 
first year she was loved like no other child because 
she had six mommies. But by the next summer after my 
daughter's birth, the house had four babies and my wife 
was pregnant again. That was the summer of '72 and the 
end of the commune. My wife and I split a few years 
latter, we found our relationship was founded in the 
group and with out it we were not compatible."

"I'm sorry," Bonnie interjected.

"There are many things from those days I regret, but 
from mistakes we learn. I never did become monogamous, 
but became a very vocal proponent of responsibility 
with in the free love community. I was warning about a 
backlash and disease before the AIDS epidemic and the 
rise of the Christian right all during the seventy's 
but no one in the movement was listening. I'm so glad 
to see someone taking up the cause, hopefully in a more 
thoughtful way than we did."

"I really think my husband would like to talk to you, 
can I give him your number?"

"Yes, if you want, but I am retired. I would love to 
help by consulting, but I'm not interested in taking an 
active role with your new project. That's a job for 
younger men than I."

"I understand" Having been an extra for everybody 
else's sex the last four days she was going to have 
this man here and now, she leaned over to him and said 
quietly, "I know you've heard this hundreds, maybe 
thousands of times, but you are very handsome and I 
would very much like to make love to you"

"That was a long time ago" he said as he pressed his 
lips to hers. She melted into him as naturally as if 
they had been lovers for years. Their kiss was full of 
fire and desire; she tuned out the world and focused on 
him as she slipped her hand inside the robe he had been 
wearing since she first saw him. She was not surprised 
to find nothing but his erect penis inside and gripped 
it tight.

He surprisingly broke their kiss and whispered "Here 
come with me" and he stood up, his penis pushing up the 
front of his robe. "This room will need to be put back 
tougher, and he led her to the play room, witch was 
currently empty. With out a word he lifted her dress 
over her head and dropped his robe. Laying her down 
gently he began to kiss her neck and shoulders.

Bit by bit he moved his attention over every inch of 
her torso, spending the same time on her ribs as he did 
on her breasts. Every so slowly he worked as her 
arousal grew. It grew almost beyond her control. He 
bypassed the burning area between her legs and kissed 
her thighs on each side before his lips moved to the 
smooth cleft mound. 

Still with madding patience, he kissed up the right 
side of her vulva and down the left only then did his 
lips stop on the frill of flesh that pushed it's way 
out from the closed chasm. She could not help but 
insisting, "Yes, now" as his tongue pushed into the 
soft inner flesh.

With the same deliberate pace he had moved from her 
neck to her vulva, he now began to delight her inner 
lips, her vaginal cannel and her clitoris. The 
difference was now with this direct stimulation she 
found satisfaction in one, then two then three climaxes 
as her worked on her. She felt she could not take 
anymore and tried to move his head but he continued and 
then she had the most amazing string of one small 
climax after another blending into one sustained 
orgasm. During this new phenomenon he moved up sliding 
his penis easily into her pulsating vaginal lips and 
much to her surprise the string of orgasms continued 
for several minutes longer before she collapsed in 
exhaustion.

Her chest was heaving, her legs still twitching, ached. 
Grasping for air she wheezed "Wow!"

With that began kissing her on the mouth and neck as 
they lay on their sides. His penis slid back into her 
and with a relaxed but steady pace both of their hips 
moved in a synchronized motion. It felt so good, so 
pleasant and relaxing. The perfect come down from her 
intense orgasms.

The pace slowed then finally they came to a halt. Their 
bodies intertwined but at rest. After some time his 
penis slipped out.

It was a good ten minutes before she pulled her self 
off the bed, by that time a manage-a-trios, which 
included the woman introduced as Cannon's girlfriend, 
was underway on the bed opposite her. After that 
experience it was no wonder that this man in his 
sixty's had a girlfriend who looked less than thirty. 
Cannon thanked her kindly and moved over to the bed to 
be near his girlfriend who was in the heat of her sex.

Bonnie pulled on her dress and stepped out. She 
wondered if he had even climaxed. It didn't seem so. 
The cold stream running down her leg told her that he 
had climaxed and she had violated the condom rule.

She had been hearing the music for some time now coming 
from the club room. And stepping in she could see 
things had taken off since she and Cannon left the 
room. The couches had been moved to the sides of the 
room. Now it made sense why part of the floor was hard 
wood and part was carpet, the hardwood formed a dance 
floor in front of the small stage with the bass pole.

Now there were a good thirty people sitting around in 
the couches and chairs and another five on the dance 
floor and one in lingerie dancing on the stage. Where 
as the people at the earlier Salon were mostly mid-
thirty's and above, she saw the newcomers mostly 
appeared to be in the mid twenties to mid thirties. 
Still, high fashion sexy was the name, just this group 
clearly wore less and what they wore was more of the 
sheer variety. Even one guy on the dace floor was 
wearing sheer pants with his impressively large dong on 
display. Another big dick, what was it here in Florida.

She did not see Trisha and Marcy, but she did see a 
table on the far wall with a buffet and she now 
realized she was hungry so off to the table she went.

She wasn't alone long because with in minutes she had a 
couple talking to her about the earlier discussion. 
They were a married couple both, young professionals 
with small children. The woman, Mira, was a pretty size 
twelve brunette wearing a beautiful green corset which 
drew attention to her large bust which it pushed out 
the top.

They were curious about how Bonnie and Cooper had 
raised their children in regard to sex and nudity. 
Bonnie had mentioned it in passing during the 
discussion but they wanted to know more. So for some 
time they carried on a discussion.

About half way through she side tracked by asking about 
the stage dances, "It looks like some of this is not 
just spontaneous, is there a contest going on?"

Mira said, "Not yet, that will start at 11:00. There is 
a singles and doubles competition. The winners get free 
admission to the next party."

"Oh, we didn't pay, how much is admission?"

"Yea, you were a guest presenter, but it is $125 per 
couple, but people take this seriously even if there 
were no prize."

Then they continued their discussion about children 
until Jeanne got on stage to start the competition, 
"Tonight we have six ladies signed up for the singles 
competition Do we have any others who want to sign up 
before we start?" Two hands went up, "OK, Jackie I got 
you down, and you too Jennifer."

"So we've got a good field with eight," Jeanne 
continued. "So competitors go get dressed if you need 
to and you will start in ten minutes. First let's watch 
the winner from last month's contest. Gina will go 
first as she dances to Prince."

She watched and was impressed; she clearly had her 
routine down better than most strippers she'd seen and 
her body was a long shot better. One difference was 
that while the girl danced on stage the dance floor was 
still busy with people just dancing. Half way through 
the first dancer in the competition, Bonnie sees Trisha 
waving from the glass door leading out back. She makes 
her way through and out the door into the very pleasant 
night air. It was warm but not hot with a cool breeze. 
The pool was well lit, but with none in it. Both hot 
tubs were busy, one had Trisha, Marcy and three others, 
the motioned for her to take the remaining place.

It had been a busy day and Bonnie was feeling the 
weariness. She slipped off her dress once again and 
into the hot bubbly water. She really just wanted to 
sit quietly and relax, but tonight, it seemed everyone 
wanted to talk to her.

"Where have you been?" Trisha asked emphatically.

"No where," she responded in a testy voice "After the 
Solon I talked to some people, then Canon and I messed 
around and then I talked to two couples about kids and 
sex."

The man directly across from her said "Yea, I saw you 
in the play room with Cannon, looked like you were 
having a very nice time." 

"Yea, I guess I was." Bonnie admitted with some 
pleasure "I don't think we've met."

He reached across the water "I'm Victor, I was 
impressed with your talk. Your very knowledgeable."

"Thank you very much."

She didn't recognize the other couple from the Solon, 
Marcy introduced them, "Bonnie, this is Maria and Hugo, 
they got here about half way though the discussion, 
they listened from the kitchen."

Hugo was extremely handsome, reminding her Antonio 
Banderas (whom she thought was the sexiest man alive) 
and Maria was a first class Latina knockout in both 
face and figure, "It was very interesting. I would love 
to hear a discussion about public sexuality in Cuba and 
other Latin countries. Our history is very different 
than yours." Hugo said in a smooth, sexy Spanish 
accent.

"Well yes and no" Bonnie couldn't help but respond, 
wanting to impress "We all have similar Catholic 
history up to the fifteenth century, and despite other 
changes, the protestants who came to America adopted 
Catholic sexual morals with virtually no change. And 
while European Catholics have largely abandon Catholic 
sexual morality, Latin America holds on to them as 
tightly as the Baptists."

Trisha cut off the lecture by saying "Your sounding 
like Cooper. Tell us about messing with…. who was it?"

Canon, the man who met us at the door, he is so 
interesting; I'm going to see if he will be able to 
help Cooper. He has been right in the middle of the 
sexual revolution since the early sixties." "I meant, 
tell us about messing around with him, no give us a 
bio."

"I was getting to that. See he has done it all sexually 
and I guess he picked up some real skills to compensate 
for his age; he's like 65 or so. But, he ate me like 
I've never been eaten before. I have no idea how many 
times I came, but I know it was more than a dozen. So, 
to answer your question, it was great"

"Well it was about time, I'd began to wonder if you 
were going to waste this trip" Marcy quipped.

"No. I'm not," she responded.

"Maria and Hugo and Victor and his girl friend and two 
other couples are going to have a group grope in the 
play room after the dancing contest ends and they have 
invited us to join." Trisha said "I know you've done 
the group sex thing before, but I haven't so we are 
defiantly going and we'd really like you to come too."

"I don't know I'm getting tired and I've already had a 
great experience tonight"

Victor interjected "One? That's just getting started. I 
promise you'll be glad you did."

"You will, hugh?"

"Oh yea."

"Sounds like four guys and seven girls, isn't that a 
problem?"

"I don't know, I think my wife has been captured for 
the night by Jeanne and Ron."

"That might be, you don't know what I like to do and 
you might be as good as you think you are, but you 
still can't do my pussy and ass at the same time."

"So you're a wild one?"

"I just know what I like," Bonnie said, then closed her 
eyes and made like she was tuning him out.

"I don't think you'll leave disappointed, and I think 
James will join us after his wife and the other girls 
push him out for their all girl time in the hot tub, 
they usually do, so it will be more like six and five."

Without opening her eyes she said, "I better be. So now 
let me relax, because if you make good on your promise 
I'll need my rest."

She did manage to tune out the conversation for a while 
and relax, but the all too the last dance ended and the 
little group started to the play room. At that moment 
she really wanted to just stay were she was, but she 
toweled off, grabbed her dress and followed the group 
back to the playroom.

In the double king bed that she had used earlier, were 
not less than three separate groups of threes engaged 
in colitis. After a moment she almost laughed as the 
three groups were like the three alternatives of sex 
here. One man going down on a heavy set woman while she 
took a second man's penis in her mouth: a strictly 
heterosexual grouping. Inches from them a second group 
had a man and woman kissing intently as a second woman 
was busy between her legs: a female bisexual grouping. 
And the third trio had a man and woman taking turns 
sucking off a third man: a male bisexual grouping. All 
three were having oral sex, but the context of each was 
different.

"I'll have to tell Amy," she said to herself, "this has 
real artistic possibilities."

On the bed was the couple with whom she had been 
talking earlier. Bonnie had liked the woman, whose name 
was Mira, which made her a little more interested in 
playing, "Hey Mira, we meet again," Bonnie said.

Mira was a little on the heavy side but quick to laugh 
and smile, traits Bonnie liked. She hoped out of the 
bed and gave Bonnie a hug then said "I'm so glad you're 
joining us. I had wanted to ask you but you skipped off 
so suddenly."

"Well here I am," Bonnie chirped.

Mira who was now wearing only the corset said "It will 
take a minute to get this off" referring to her corset. 
"I think Troy has made a mess of it", showing the 
tangled lacing.

"Here, let me do that" Bonnie said and she stood and 
began to work the strings one at a time. It took a some 
work to pull the halves apart enough to go over her 
bust, but with patience, and by having Mira hold her 
arms straight over her head it was off. With the corset 
off, Mira's hands came down on Bonnie's shoulders and 
Mira moved her open mouth on Bonnie's. The kisses were 
timid, but Bonnie sensing she wanted more pulled Mira 
closer as they stood by the bed.

"Well folks what will we do first tonight?" came a 
gravely but defiantly female voice.

Breaking her kiss she looked over to the sound she saw 
a strikingly original looking lady clearly in her 
middle-age sanding with her hands on her hips, With 
natural gray hair in a braid down her back, a muscular 
physique a commanding bearing she was a woman used to 
being in charge. Behind her was her match, a buff but 
middle aged man, bald not only on his head but like 
her, his body had no hair anywhere. 

Though there was no grey hair to give away his age, and 
his body was buff and brown, his face was weathered as 
a piece of driftwood. As a pair they were not magazine 
beauties, but they had a raw, earthy sexuality that 
drew Bonnie and the other women, and men, to want to be 
sexually dominated by them. 

"After that show" she declared "I'm ready for some 
pussy." She eyed Bonnie, Trisha and Marcy. "My friends 
call me Crash and this is Woody. Glad you came tonight, 
sorry I missed your lecture; I heard it was good, but 
that Topical Storm off of Cuba made for some killer 
waves and we had to hit'm"

Mira added "Crash and Woody are surf legends, not just 
here but world wide"

"Riding our boards during the day and hot bodies at 
night." Woody mused, "We have a great life."

Crash waved at Bonnie and friends "If you three will 
make your selves comfortable, we three girls will get 
this party started." Then looking over to the guys, she 
said firmly "and you guys can watch, no fucking around 
yet, just watch"

So began what would be one of the most unusual and 
memorable sexual experiences of her life. It was not 
the fact that she had sex with each of the other people 
in that big double bed. It was not the fact that for 
three hours with only the briefest interruptions she 
was sexually engaged. It was not the fact that with 
additional help from of one of Victor's friends she had 
a total of three different double penetration 
experiences. 

Nor was it even the fact that she had no idea how many 
times she came while on that bed that made it unique, 
it was in all that it was the most relaxed an casual 
sexual environment she had ever been with outside of 
just messing around with Cooper.

Crash and Woody were so funny, telling stories and 
hilarious anecdotes. Afterward she told Cooper how she 
clearly remembered, laying on the gorgeous Hugo, 
enjoying his body as they kissed and fucked. Woody was 
in her ass to make a perfect all consuming sexual 
experience. But the entire time he was fucking her ass, 
Woody is telling a long, and very funny story about a 
he and some buddies on a surfing expedition in Fiji. At 
first it had put her off, but, looking over she could 
see his wife of 30 years making eyes with him while 
Trisha's oral work brought her to climax. There was 
something primeval about this every so normal course of 
events sex that touched something in her and opened her 
up to intense arousal while still engaged with things 
around her. It was something new and wonderful.

She embraced it and as the night wore on, she began to 
talk and laugh with the others all the way up to the 
moment an orgasm crashed over her. Even when she was 
orally occupied she would break away to comment.

A few weeks later Trisha told the tanning group a story 
that had become lost to Bonnie in the fullness of all 
the events. She said "See, Marcy has her tongue as far 
up Bonnie's cunt as it would go and Bonnie is 
alternately sucking Hugo's dick and just jacking him 
off while she is carrying on this conversation with 
Mira, who is using a vibrator on herself, about how 
Misty learned to ride a bike. She as casually as can be 
tells Mira to hang on for a second while she cums. Then 
Bonnie clearly comes big time for a good thirty 
seconds, then politely thanks Marcy and asks her to 
keep doing the same thing and picks up where she left 
off. 

It was nearly three when Trisha helped Bonnie stand as 
they pulled on their clothes, thanked everyone and made 
their way, ever so slowly, to the van. Though both 
Bonnie and Marcy felt they couldn't move, Trisha was 
still excited, so she drove home while the others were 
asleep.

***

Sarah woke her mother from her deep sleep, shaking her 
and holding the cell phone to her face "It's Dad".

Marcystill half asleep asked "What time is it?"

"Like 12:30."

"Oh wow, I was dead" she said reaching for the phone. 
Pulling her self upright she said "Hi Honey."

Bonnie now awake listened

"Oh, we had a great time"

"How was church?"

"Good"

"I sometime after four in the morning"

"A lot, more than I think I'll ever remember, but let 
me give you something to think on. Imagine eight, well 
part of the time there were nine, people on a very 
large bed for three solid hours. Think about that 
during today and I can assure you will not imagine all 
the things that happened."

"Yea, we I think we are going back to South Beach 
today"

"Oh, good, you can tell them what I told you"

"Let me go pee, I'll call you later"

"OK, Love you. Good By."

Bonnie pulled herself upright. "So, that was a good 
tease. He'll be going crazy"

Trisha added "But she's right, he can't even imagine 
all the stuff that went on last night."

They all went to the big bathroom and started the water 
in the garden tub. Marcy poured some shampoo in the 
water to make bubbles. By the time they had gone to the 
restroom and brushed their teeth the tub was mostly 
filled.

Bonnie despaired into the bubbles. "I want one of 
these" she said appreciating the deep warm water.

Marcy said "You'll like a hot tub like ours better, 
it's bigger and you don't have to fill it each time."

"Yea, Cooper and I have talked about getting one for 
Christmas." Then Bonnie changed the subject "So what 
did you guys think of your first real orgy?"

"I will never, ever forget that." Trisha said "I can't 
even find the words to describe it"

Marcy "I agree, and if Mike had been there it would 
have been perfect.

Bonnie seconded it "Cooper would have loved to see all 
that. I know it will frustrate him when I try to tell 
him what happened because I leave out too many 
details."

"I don't think I could keep it all straight if I had to 
tell someone, but who would I tell? My mother?"

That drew a real laugh. Then Marcy said "But, to be 
honest, it would be more accurate to say it was my 
first orgy in decades. Sometime I'll have to fess up 
and tell you guys about me before I got married." Then 
she suggested "How about next weekend, let's have a get 
together for stories and I know the girls have taken a 
good number of pictures we could show."

Bonnie said seriously "Sounds good, but how about two 
weeks, next weekend I'll be up at my parents."

"OK, week after next"

Bonnie then offered "You two have got to realize that 
our little group has been flirting with sex stuff 
pretty heavy, a partly like that might push us off the 
edge"

"I'm not following, " Trisha said

"Look, twice we've had the guys over to tan with us and 
the second time was headed toward a screwing free-for-
all way when it stared raining. If we sit around and 
tell everyone how much fun we had doing each other and 
other guys. What is Mike going to do?"

Marcy had the answer at hand "He's going to want to 
watch us do it, then fuck both of you silly."

"Yep. So all I'm asking is: are we ready to turn our 
sun group into a swing group."

It took Marcy just a second, "Yea, I can say Mike and I 
are." Trisha put up her hands, "Don't ask me, I'm 
single and would be glad to do Mike and I'm most 
definitely ready to do Snake." 

"Well I guess that settles it, a week from last night 
we will have a stories & pictures party." Bonnie said 
and then settled a bid deeper into the water.

"Let's do it at my house for a change, you've been 
doing all the entertaining let me take care of it."

Bonnie agreed and added "I might just stay here all 
day. I'm getting a bit run down."

As it was both the teens and the moms were getting a 
bit run down, but after some discussion they all 
decided to relax at the beach rather than at the house. 
All the visitors had gone home so it was just the girls 
again. They had dressed in enough clothes to go to one 
of the nice places on Collins Avenue for lunch before 
walking out to south beach. The got a large round 
table, big enough to seat all eight of them and they 
even had given the cute waiter their order when Misty 
finally said "OK old women, we want to hear all about 
your night"

Marcy beat Bonnie to the punch and threw a napkin 
across the table at Misty "Old?!"

"All right, not old" Haley suggested "The web term 
would be MILF's."

"?" was on a number of faces.

"MILF: Mothers I'd like to fuck, it's the web term for 
women like you, hot, sexually available women with kids 
like us."

"I'll accept that," Bonnie agreed.

"Stop avoiding the question," Misty persisted.

"Last night? What can she mean" Bonnie said looked at 
her friends with a dumbfounded look "Oh, my little 
talk. Actually it went great. At first I was really 
nervous because these were not Podunk Georgia folks, 
these people drove Porsches and have traveled the 
world. But I just talked about the stuff your dad and I 
talk about all the time and they thought I was great. 
Afterward I got a big head with all the people wanting 
to talk to me."

Marcy added, "She really was great. I was impressed and 
all night people were talking about how smart your mom 
was."

"Thanks, but I will admit I felt pretty good about my 
self. I went on for two full hours. One of the men is 
like the President of the State Swingers club 
Association or something like that and we talked for a 
long time after the official program was over."

"Do you mean Canon?" Trisha asked.

"Yea."

"What she means," Trisha said leaning over the table in 
a stage whisper, "is she fucked him."

"Trish!" Bonnie said glaring, then grinning "That was 
later. First he told me he wanted me to do Salon 
discussions about the FFF at other clubs around 
Florida. I'm so excited. I called your dad and we are 
going to invite him to be a consultant."

"See how she just glosses over the fact she had sex 
with this guy," Misty said looking at her friends.

Sarah took over the inquisition, "And what were you 
doing during all this lecturing, discussion and 
fornicating?"

Bonnie was glad to be off the hot seat, and besides, 
"I'd like to hear this too, what were you doing all 
that from nine till eleven I didn't see you."

Marcy, who just a few short months ago could not talk 
to Sarah about sexual happenings in their own home, was 
now completely willing to lay everything out on the 
table. "Trisha, feel free to add anything I forget. We 
actually slipped out long before the discussion was 
over."

Trisha interjected "It's not that you weren't doing 
good, we'd heard all that more than once and we wanted 
to explore."

"Right, so we first went out to the game room, and 
watched some guys shoot pool, they were OK, but we 
challenged them anyway. The first game Trisha sank the 
eight ball on her second shot, so she had to pay up."

Trisha clarified "We were playing for head. Remember 
this was a swingers group, so the person who lost the 
game had to give one of the winners head for two 
minutes."

Haley interrupted "That's a great idea for your next 
party Misty." 

Marcy ignored the comment and said "We shot pool for 
about an hour. We didn't do too bad and won as often as 
we lost, all in all it was fun. Now after that we went 
out to the pool and swam around for a while then we got 
into the hot tub and met Victor and Hugo and Maria. And 
we stayed there until we called Bonnie to join us" "And 
girls" Trisha added "Hugo was so incredibly handsome; a 
man of any woman's dreams."

Bonnie agreed "I thought he looked like Antonio 
Banderas."

"Yea, he did," Marcy seconded.

Sarah had a skeptical look on her face "And that's all 
you did?" "No way" Haley interjected "You woke me up at 
4:15 when you got home. You're leaving something out."

Marcy opened her mouth to talk, but Bonnie cut her off 
"It's your turn, what did you do last night?"

"No way, you guys haven't said any thing yet" Misty 
demanded, "Just generalities, we want to hear what you 
did."

Marcy didn't hesitate said "OK you asked for it. The 
guys we played pool with were named Kevin and Yuri. 
Kevin was short but had a good sized penis, maybe seven 
and half inches. Yuri was burly but his dick was short 
and stubby. When I sucked him off I could easily take 
him all in with out gagging, which was fun. More fun 
than sucking Kevin, he kept pushing his hips up and 
getting too much in my mouth. When I won I just sat on 
a bar stool and lifted out my dress, it felt good but 
neither was a stem-winder. In the pool Trisha and I 
messed around with each other some kissing and ass 
grabbing but no big deal. In the hot tub we all just 
talked." Then she looked over to Trisha is that it?"

"Yea, except in the hot tub Victor played with me under 
the water."

"I didn't know that. Well girls, is that what you 
wanted to hear?" The teens looked at each other and 
nodded. Misty said, "Yea, I think so; now mom, what 
about this president guy?"

Bonnie didn't like Misty putting her on the spot, but 
she'd wait till later to tell her that. "Well Canon and 
I started making out in the club room but it was time 
to set up for dancing, so we went to the play room. We 
got naked and into one of the beds." She looked over at 
Marcy "Sorry your guys were nothing special in the 
cunnilingus department; because Cannon was an oral 
master. First he teased me by doing every part of my 
body except for where it counts; but when he did get 
there it was fireworks. I can safely say no one has 
ever done me better and I can't remember any as good."

"Girl's never judge a book by its cover. I was not 
expecting anything like that. The orgasm came so fast, 
bang, bang, bang, it was like I had one continuous 
orgasm that lasted nearly an hour. It was so intense 
that even when he stopped eating me and put is dick in, 
I kept going for a little while. I just can't describe 
how amazing that he was at it."

Bonnie stopped and all just looked at her in stone 
silence "So, now you've heard what we did the first 
part of the night, tell us what you did"

Caitlin was the first to speak, "We had fun but I think 
you may have had the best time"

Bonnie leaned forward "I know I did because that was 
just a warm up. Are you embarrassed at what happened?"

"No" came several emphatic responses before but it was 
who Sarah continued "While you were gone we pretty much 
continued what we had been doing with Zack and Mitch 
while you were at the beach."

"We talked and stuff, then they went out to McDonalds 
and got us all something to eat, then we all got back 
on your bed upstairs. We decided it was more fun 
comfortable than the couches, so we made out until the 
guys were ready to go again. This time we kind of took 
turns. For a while I messed with Mitch, and Katie 
messed with Zack, then we switched, then switched back, 
then again. 

Then we made Mitch sit and watch while both Katie and I 
did Zack. Like first I sat on his face and Katie sat on 
his dick, then like before we switched off. If I 
thought one was getting to close to cumming we stopped 
and switched. It drove them crazy. Finally we made them 
quit and watch while Katie and I did each other. It was 
great and it went on for ever."

Katie, who rarely said anything sexual said, "It was 
real fun. We were the masters, we told them what to do 
and what not to do. I really liked it when I was 
sitting on top of Mitch's face, telling him just how to 
do me, and he did just what I said. He even got me off 
doing that. We would have kept on but their grandmother 
called and they had to go."

Sarah took back over, "After they left we moved to the 
little bed room and just messed around long enough to 
get each other off one last time then we just laid 
there for a long time."

Katie again spoke, "Yea that was real nice."

"Yea it was. The sex was wonderful, but it was just 
nice just lying there with Katie, feeling her skin on 
mine. We stayed up there even after the Caitlin and two 
guys came upstairs to and stared playing in your bed. 
We just laid up there and listened and tried to guess 
what they were doing, until we both fell asleep. If we 
wanted we could have moved and watched, but just lay 
there listening. We woke up latter and the house was 
quiet so we moved to the other room upstairs and slept 
there the rest of the night. That's what we did"

Bonnie glanced over at Marcy; it was hard to guess what 
she was thinking. They would have to talk later. 

Misty pressed for detail, "What is this 'messed around' 
stuff. That is way too vague. Come on Sarah, you can 
give more sweaty details than that."

Sarah only looked half offended her answer wasn't 
complete. Everyone at the table knew Sarah loved 
talking in explicit detail about sex. She looked around 
and asked "You all want details?"

A number of heads nodded.

"OK, let's see." Sarah made a dramatic pause. "When we 
got back from roller-blading yesterday you guys were 
all gone. Mom was watching a Pirates of the Caribbean 
in the big room. After we got something to drink, we, 
Katie, Zac, Mitch and me, sat with mom and watched the 
movie for a while. I was horny so I start making out 
with Zac on the couch next to mom, but he kinda started 
to freak when I put my hand down his shorts right where 
mom could see, so all four of us went to the other 
sofa's and I went down on him right away. He's like all 
soft but it was fun rolling his dick around in my mouth 
and slowly it fills up, like a balloon being blown up. 
Once he got hard, it was like right off he cums and I 
let him spew all over my front."

She looked over to Katie and said "You guys were still 
dressed, except you were giving him a hand job, right?"

Katie nodded.

"So," She continued. "Mrs. C has told me repeatedly 
that it is a good thing to get a young guy to cream 
fast, so he will be ready for a long ride when I'm 
ready. Well we talk some more then Katie goes down on 
Mitch. And she gave him one hell of a blow job. So we 
all sitting there and the guys have both shot off and I 
decide to tease them a bit and go over and start 
kissing Katie. Nothing like a little girl-girl action 
to get the guys going again, and besides, she's got a 
great pair of tits, perfect for sucking."

Kati blushed for the first time and covered her face.

"I get her naked, and play with her tits, and pussy and 
ass. By the time I get her off with my fingers the boys 
are ready to go again. Since I was the only one still 
with my swim suit on I pull it off and mount Zac as he 
sits in the chair. Now, he had claimed to be with girls 
before, but I don't believe him. I would swear I busted 
his cherry right there. He stayed hard, but that was 
about it, I had to do all the work. I mean I was all 
over him, but he sat there, scared to death." She 
looked over to Katie again "When I did Mitch later up 
stairs, he was much better."

Katie lowered her hands and said "He wasn't bad, he 
seemed to have some instincts, but he had already told 
me that he'd never done it with a girl."

"So I'm up in Zac's lap going to town and who do I see 
standing at the table watching me like I'm a porno?"

The words "Your Mom!" and "Marcy" were said in chorus 
by the table of females.

"Yep!" Katie said looking pleased with herself, "Mom 
was just standing there watching me with this glazed 
look. It took her quite a while to realize I was 
looking back."

Marcy defended by saying "And you liked me watching 
didn't you?"

"Fuck yea!" She said giving a thumbs-up, "Mom and I 
have discovered we really like doing that." She blew a 
kiss at her mom "Well, he felt really good up in me. 
Have I said how much I like to feel a guy up in me, 
well I do. He finally did get the hint and sucked my 
nipples when I pushed them in his face, but his main 
job was to be hard for me and he did that well. The 
movie was almost over and my thighs began to hurt so I 
suggested we go upstairs. Up there he gets on me and 
shot his second load and then fell asleep. Not that I 
was upset, we'd been at it along time and so Katie and 
I snuggled up and went to sleep."

Katie concurred and said "It was about the same for 
me."

"SO!, That was the first time. Was that enough detail?"

Misty said she had done well.

"The SECOND time, was actually more fun. While the guys 
were sleeping we decided that when they wake up these 
to two first timers needed some training. So about an 
hour after they crash, we switch guys and wake them up 
with another blow job. It was neat because although 
Mitch had been using a condom, he still smelled like 
Katie."

Katied put in, "Yea, Zac smelled like you. I guess it 
was in his pubes."

"I guess so," Sarah agreed. "Well, when they were awake 
and hard, I tell them that they are going to get sex-ed 
our way. First lesson was kissing. Katie and I tell 
them that good kissing isn't aggressive right off, it's 
light. And we all kiss for a while. Then we tell them 
about how girls like their boobs played with and that 
we demonstrated on each other. I did tell you what 
great suckable boobs Katie has?"

"Shut up," Katie said throwing a napkin.

"OK, you tell the rest," Sara said.

"OK I will. Now Sara here loves sucking boobs… Did I 
tell you guys that?' Katie said making faces at Sarah. 
"And, she is good at it, then we have the boys copy 
what she had done. Then we do the same thing with going 
down. Now Sarah here loves going down on me, I must be 
really special" Katie again made a face at Sarah.

Sarah said "You're right there."

Katie ignored her and continued "Well, it took the boys 
a while to get the idea that pussy eating doesn't 
involve real EATING!" 

Everyone laughed.

Sarah put in, "They didn't learn to be great pussy 
eaters, but they did improve."

"This is my turn" Katie insisted. "But yea, Zac will 
need years of practice, so we go on to screwing. We 
were trying to get the guys to work their hips when 
their grandmother called. So, we both just got in 
doggie and told them to go as fast and hard as they 
could, and amazingly this Zac could do very well. I 
almost came, not quite, but this was definitely his 
best skill. Both the guys came again and then got 
dressed."

Sarah ended by saying "And the rest of the night Katie 
just relaxed and snuggled. Satisfied with that?"

Misty let her off them hook with that.

Bonnie looked over to little Caitlin. Though she now 
had a woman's body second to none, she was still little 
partially the little pig tailed grade schooler and 
gangly middle schooler in Bonnie's mind. "How about you 
tell us what happened downstairs."

"OK -For a long time we just watched TV, sent e-mail's, 
IM'ed with our friends telling what a wild time we were 
having and stuff." Caitlin began "We got a little cold 
and put on a tee-shirts and shorts. It was the most We 
had worn hanging around the house since we got here. 
And of course we could hear Katie squealing like stuck 
pig up and the bed squeaking up stairs. Oh yea, and 
Haley here kept that big TV on the Playboy station the 
whole time."

"Not the whole time" Haley interrupted "For a while I 
had it on the real porno channel."

"Yea, but that was just gross. One sixty inch close up 
of a girls vagina was enough for any of us," Misty 
responded.

"I'm telling the story," Caitlin said. "It right was 
about nine when Brett, Red, Squirrel and the others 
showed up with pizza. I guess they told the others how 
we worked them so hard the night before, so they 
brought reinforcements Franklin, Tommy and Mindy came 
first, then a little while later Angie, Josh and the 
other guy they room with, Stephen."

"Well this Stephen guys is carrying like a whole case 
of Bud light. And he starts going like 'Time to party' 
and stuff, like he thinks this is Animal house or 
something. Well Haley and I look over to Misty because 
we all know your rule about alcohol."

"Yea, Ms. C, you have more influence than you think," 
Haley said. "Did you know we are getting a rep as the 
Baptist Sluts, because we fuck but won't drink, smoke 
or toke."

Bonnie was rather flattered and impressed, "I didn't 
know that, but I'm glad. I think."

Haley cut off Caitlin and continued "You would have 
been proud of Misty she just let them know that the 
beer had to go, saying 'We don't need booze to party'.

Misty sad "Tell them what you told Stephen."

Haley smiled and in a lower voice said "I told him that 
if we needed to be drunk to fuck him, he was way to 
skanky to be fucked by any of us."

Caitlin continued "You should have seen his face, he 
was crushed. I guess he thought by scoring some beer he 
was going to be the hero, and now he was attacked for 
it. And you know me, always feeling sorry for the 
underdog, so I told him nicely that we'd love to have 
him join us, but he'd have to take the beer back to his 
car. So I made a friend for the night."

"Yea he was like a leach," Haley chided.

"He was really sweet. Don't be mean. Well just sat and 
talked and ate pizza for the longest time. I sat 
between Stephen and Red. It turns out that Mr. Party 
Stephen is a total geek, a totally nice geek. He's 
never had a real girlfriend, only female buddies. And 
he lost his virginity, here in Miami to Mindy just a 
few weeks ago and Red isn't any playboy either. His 
girlfriend is, or was for his last two years of high 
school, his debate partner and she had been the only 
girl he had done it with until he got here. We kept 
talking well after Haley had gotten off both Squirrel's 
and Tommy's pants."

She looked over at Haley, "I know you really like sex 
to be a show with lots of people watching."

Haley said "Oh yea!"

Caitlin's narrative continued, "I don't mind my friends 
seeing me do it, but I really didn't want to do it in a 
room full of strangers, so I told Stephen and Red I 
wanted to go upstairs. Katie and Sarah had gone to the 
tub and your bedroom was empty by then so we used that 
one. I'd forgotten that Stephen hadn't seen me at the 
Beach and when I took off my shirt I thought he was 
going to pass out. He kept saying how beautiful I was, 
over and over."

Sarah added, "Yea, we heard."

With a slight smirk Katie mimicked him, "Caitlin, You 
are the most perfect female on the planet"

And Sarah followed up with her own imitation "Caitlin, 
you are a goddess brought to life." Amid laughter she 
said, "Yea, he really said that."

Bonnie could see this was embarrassing Caitlin, "Come 
on, Caitlin is very pretty, I can see a guy getting 
carried away. Be nice." 

"Yes, Ms. C. we'll be nice, and of course Caitlin is 
hot. What girl alive wouldn't want her figure?"

Bonnie said "Now the we all understand you suffered 
through many compliments. Go, ahead and finish."

"There's not much more. Like Sarah said, we had sex. It 
was really nice, we just took our time. It was good 
that Katie and Sarah had left the box of condoms on the 
end table. The guys endued up using three each, and Red 
put on a fourth, but didn't use it because he just 
couldn't stay hard enough. It wasn't as personal and 
intimate as when I'm with you guys."

She looked over to Misty and Haley, "But for just plain 
sex for fun, it may be the best I've ever had. The guys 
did everything I asked. Kinda like Katie and Sarah, I 
sometimes had to guide them step by step, but it was 
like having sex toys that were alive." 

She paused and Bonnie asked "Is that it?" 

"I guess so. Did I mention Misty coming around taking 
pictures?"

"No, I don't think you did."

"Well she was playing photo journalist and came up and 
shot some photos of me and the two guys."

Sarah added, "Yea, she did us too."

Bonnie looked over to Misty, "You'll have to delete 
those, that would defiantly fall under the label of 
kiddy porn," the looking back to Caitlin. "Any thing 
else to add?"

"And I tried your thing Ms. C: double fuck." Caitlin 
added in a post script "When Red asked if he could do 
my ass, I decided to try it."

"And, what did you think?" Bonnie asked.

"It was fun to try it, but I guess I'd have to be way 
more turned on to get into it. I just felt really, 
really full. Interesting, but not a turn on. They left 
with the others a little after midnight, and that's 
it."

"So you didn't get off at all?" Haley asked Caitlin.

"Yea, a couple of times, but nothing like what Ms. C 
did."

Bonnie looked at Haley, "Did you do better?"

"Hell yea," Haley said emphatically.

"So tell do us," Bonnie said.

"There's not much to say after Caitlin went upstairs we 
fucked like crazy. Now we had more guys than girls it 
worked out better than it did the night before. About 
eleven o'clock, we were getting hungry, so when Tommy 
and Brett needed a break, so they went to go get more 
pizza, since those other two guys only got food for the 
four of them. By the time they got back we were all, 
finished for a while and were all just chilling. So 
when the pizza gets there we all attack it. While we 
were eating and talking, someone had put the porno 
channel back on so we're all watched that while we ate. 
After a while that girl, Mindy, gets this messed up 
idea that we should make a porno, but since we didn't 
have a video camera we decide to do live porno for the 
group and have Misty take photos and short video 
clips." 

"Haley is a born porn star, she loved me shooting her." 
Misty added "Too bad I didn't have a real video camera, 
she put on quite a show, but the clips are pretty 
good."

Sarah said, "I want to see."

Misty said "Sorry the memory card with that is at 
house."

Haley blushed a little, "Yea, I did get into it," then 
she finished her story. "So until the guys left at 
about 2:00 we switched off doing it in front of the 
group. Like Haley said, I love doing in front of people 
too. It is such a rush, I think Misty does too." 

"I don't know?" Misty said. "I don't mind, but It's 
harder for me to put on a show and still get off 
myself. I guess I'm somewhere between Caitlin and Haley 
on that."

There lunch order arrived.

When the waitress had left and they had begun to eat 
Misty finished by saying "But I had a lot of fun last 
night, OK Mom, we told you, now your turn."

As they ate, Bonnie, Trisha and Marcy together told of 
their own marathon orgy. When they were done Sarah said 
"When we get home we have to call Gerta, she'll be 
amazed how far we've come in two months. She'll be so 
shocked, she wont' believe you would ever do this 
stuff."

Her mother said "No, I don't think she will. You see, 
you're not the only teenagers to have ever discovered 
sex. Sex existed in my day too, and that was long 
before abstinence campaigns and the real content was 
removed from sex-ed classes. I think Gerta is the only 
one I've ever told some of the stuff I did back when I 
was your age and in college. But all that to say, no 
she would not be too surprised."

To Bonnie it was apparent that this revelation had 
taken Sarah aback far more than anything else that had 
been said. Then slowly forming up her words Sarah said 
"So that is why you were so evasive when I asked if you 
had sex in high school."

Marcy nodded.

"You led me to believe you had a little sex in college 
but not in high school."

"I didn't say that, you just made the wrong 
conclusion."

Sarah glared at her mother.

"When you asked me when I first had sex I said I'd had 
sex in college and that I wasn't ready to talk with you 
about that. All that was true, now I guess I'm more 
ready to talk about it."

"So talk," Sarah said in an accusatory fashion.

Bonnie intervened, "Relax Sarah, we've done a lot of 
talking already. You don't know how hard this whole 
thing has been on your mom. I don't think she had ever 
planned on resurrecting her old life and a lot of this 
she is doing for you. So let her tell us her stories 
when she is ready."

Chastised Sarah said "OK, I'm sorry"

Marcy said "That's all right, I just wasn't ready tell 
you any more. I think you would agree that things have 
changed the last couple of months and I have no problem 
with telling you everything when we have the time, but 
let me just say, in high school, I was like more like 
Haley than you about sex. I liked to be watched, damn, 
if I'm going to be honest I should say I like to be 
watched, present tense. 

"That's why I pursued theater, it excites me for others 
to watch me. If there had been the internet when I was 
your age, I would have been all over it. I probably had 
sex with more guys in high school than all of you 
combined. I know exactly how many because I kept a 
diary until I went to college. In the back cover I kept 
a list of names. On that page there are thirty nine 
names of guys with whom I'd had sex before I left home 
for college."

Haley said incredulously "Thirty nine, wow. I thought 
I'd been around."

"And you wrote about it in a diary?" Caitlin added.

"It was the late seventy's and early eighties, the 
impact of AIDS didn't' become a hetero concern until I 
was in college. The world was different then. I was 
different. I'll tell you about it, but not today. OK?"

With that the interrogation ended for the day.

The group ended up shopping for a while before they hit 
the beach, so the sun was well past it's zenith when 
they striped down to their, almost nothings, and lay 
down on their towels. As it was Sunday, the beach was 
again crowed, but today she just didn't care. She was 
surprised and pleased when she laid down her towel, 
Misty, then the other girls, took up residence just in 
front of the adults. She couldn't help but wonder if 
the incident in the shower had brought about this 
change.

She found this very pleasing, but did not mention it 
lest she provoke an unwanted change. She simply tuned 
out the world and relaxed under the afternoon sun.

"Bonnie" Trisha said waking her from a light nap.

"Yea" Bonnie said lifting the cap from over her eyes 
and cutting her eyes to Trisha on her left.

"This young man has asked if we mind if he takes our 
picture," Trisha said.

Bonnie followed her hand with her eyes, landing on a 
kid, certainly no older than Lamar.

Closing her eyes she said "Shoot away, but I don't know 
why he wants to shoot us?"

"Oh, come on give him a smile," Trisha chided.

"All right," Bonnie groaned as she sat up.

The kid was literally shaking as she smiled for a 
moment before laying back down. Though she had been 
bothered, it was hard to be too mad when this kid was 
so sweet to ask. She had seen several cameras momentary 
swing her way over the past few days, but this was a 
first. And to have a kid want to have her photo was 
rather flattering.

When later Trisha said it was time to go and get ready 
for the cruise t Bonnie said "You guys go on. I'll stay 
here with the girls." When Both Trisha and Marcy 
objected, she said, "Look, I'm just partied out. You 
guys go have fun."

With that the decision was made, and Bonnie stayed on 
the beach and the other moms went on the gambling/ male 
stripper cruise. The girls having found a new crop of 
admirers, they stayed until the stars were clear in the 
sky. Though Bonnie indulged in a little group sex 
fantasy while she tanned, she put the kibosh on the 
girls thinking they could be with these guys. She 
called Misty over and said "Of course you remember you 
are minors and these guys are clearly in their 
twenty's." Misty insisted, not very convincingly, that 
she and the others knew these guys were not eligible 
playmates.

Later she vetoed Haley's idea of calling their friends 
over for another night. She met surprisingly little 
resistance. It seems the others were as ready for a 
quiet night as she was.

Trisha and Marcy arrived back after 7:00 AM, utterly 
exhausted, but not so tired as not to tell Bonnie how 
they had met Rock before the show in the VIP lounge.

"He was clearly disappointed you weren't there, but 
that didn't keep him from asking if we would help him 
in his act." Marcy explained "Like you said the dancers 
moved around the room swinging their goods. And these 
women were not low rent; these were clearly women of 
means and position. And yet, after a little while got 
lap dances, and let the men pretend to have sex right 
in front of everyone."

Trisha took over saying, "In the early show Rock 
invited me on stage and in the late show he used Marcy. 
He did both of us exactly the same in what was clearly 
a choreographed routine. He had me introduce myself, 
and then he undressed me as he danced around before 
guiding to a chair where I knew what my role was."

Marcy took over "He was all over her. It was as close 
to having sex as you could come" 

Continuing Trisha said, "I was having a great time, but 
he stopped me, takes me by the waist and lifts me 
completely off the ground like I weighted nothing, all 
the way till my I can put my legs over his shoulders 
and he pulls my pussy to his face."

Marcy again added "Like I said everything he did to 
her, he did to me the same way. He really couldn't get 
us off like that, but from the audience it was 
sensational. He was so strong that even when he lowered 
us off his shoulders, he didn't put us down.

"Yea, he just held me by the waist and thigh as he sat 
me on his hard dick. I mean it was just a matter of 
inches between him being under me and being in me. The 
whole time he stood there at the edge of the stage and 
held me up like a doll. It was the strangest 
sensation."

"At first I thought he might drop me, but it didn't 
take long to realize he was in complete control. Then 
he turns me around to face the audience as he bounces 
me up and down. Watching those women watch me, I will 
savor that moment for ever."

Marcy cut in "You were right, he was the most gorgeous 
hunk of man I've ever seen. And as a spectator, 
watching him effortlessly suspend her in the air as he 
pretended to fucked her, it was really hot. It's not 
that we couldn't clearly see that big thing pointing 
out from between her legs, but it was the thought. I 
think me moved us each into about six different 
positions. Each position was completely different which 
prevented the show from getting boring. It was like a 
dance, an X rated dance. 

"The show room only sat about 150 so all the women 
could see every detail of what he was doing. His act 
with us lasted about ten minutes and at the end he put 
us back down and he asked us to take a bow, gave us a 
kiss and sent us back to the table. We had to get 
dressed while he continued dancing."

As they told their story Marcy scrolled through 
pictures they had taken with Sarah's camera phone of 
the show and of dancers" There was a no picture rule, 
but I cheated and got these with the camera phone." The 
pictures were awfully small, but Marcy assured them 
that they were 1.2 megapixels so they would fill a 
computer screen.

Bonnie quipped "Sounds like more stories for our 
picture and story party."

The next morning, Trisha and Marcy slept until Bonnie 
and the girls returned from South Beach with all the 
girl's friends in tow. As with the previous times, 
lunch gave way to serial exhibitionism as one or two 
groups at a time striped off their swimwear and 
copulated as the others watched, talked and worked with 
their computers. It was all becoming very casual and 
relaxed. Even Caitlin stayed downstairs as Red worked 
for over a half an hour between her legs before she 
climaxed. Bonnie wondered how much of this would find 
itself into the real world of home.

The next day would be their last and they had 
reservations for a snorkeling trip off Key Largo, so 
they all went for their last trip to the nude beach. It 
was the first time the entire group had gone together 
so there was no room for the new friends in the van. 
Zack and Mitch said they would follow in their car, but 
the others would not be able to come until Tommy got of 
work and came to get them.

As always the weather was perfect. Suits went into the 
beach bag before they exited the board walk. They 
strolled down the beach taking in the sights. Those who 
had not been to this beach yet, watched wide eyed at 
the males on parade, Misty made a point to act like it 
was old hat. 

Marcy and Misty both used their camera's with abandon 
on this last trip. Misty made sure she had a number of 
photos with her mom right off to be sure to have the 50 
pics she wanted to sell. The adults and kids all played 
in the water before the mom's left the play to the kids 
and relaxed in the tropical sun sun.

Lying naked on their towels, Trisha, Bonnie and Marcy 
discussed how surprisingly normal it all now felt. 
"Earlier" Bonnie said "I was wondering how much of all 
of this will translate back home. It's like after wild 
times, we opened up some in our everyday lives, but not 
as far as we go when we are off."

Marcy said, "That makes sense, when something special 
happens we move the bar a little, but we still have the 
old life pulling on us. But, notice the kids are 
different. Mike and I changed some form Gerta's time 
with us, but Sarah adopted it lock, stock and barrel. 
Now look at her now, having sex right in front of me 
seems completely normal to her already, where I have to 
make myself act relaxed."

Trisha said, "Look at me, I've become a raving sex 
freak. It's like I've become a totally different 
person. Marcy evidently has a history of messing 
around, but this is all so new to me, but it's like I 
can't get enough."

"Or was it always there but you just didn't act on what 
you wanted?"

"You might be right, even as a teenager I would imagine 
being one of the cheerleaders and having sex at wild 
parties. Maybe I'm just now allowing myself to be who I 
always wanted to be."

"It is certainly worth considering," Bonnie agreed.

Planning to stay for a while, they had brought the 
cooler with both food and drinks. The kids came loaded 
for an afternoon of fun: skim boards, beach ball and 
Frisbee. Misty kept her dad's camera around her neck 
all day, shooting photos of everything. While the 
younger girls skimmed with Zack and Mitch, the older 
girls joined a naked volleyball game. Misty, Caitlin 
and Haley all got multiple offers from good looking 
guys for rides and invites to parties, but knowing they 
were under Bonnie's eye all offers were regretfully 
turned down.

At sunset the volleyball ended and Zack and Mitch had 
to leave. Bonnie waited until it was nearly dark before 
calling the girls to leave, but just as she was 
gathering things up, the kids from what she had now 
termed the Geek House, arrived. Misty begged "Mom, lets 
stay till its really dark. I want to lay in the sand 
and look at the stars."

Not wanting to be the villain and cut short their last 
night on the beach, she agreed to stay another hour.

And so they stayed. Bonnie didn't mind. It was very 
pleasant with a warm breeze blowing in from the ocean 
over her skin. She also noticed the darkness brought in 
a new, mostly younger, group of people to the beach. 
When it was fully dark, to her surprise, in the shadowy 
moonlight, she could see several couples evidently 
making love on the blankets near the water. Looking to 
the life guard tower, she could see the seven guys and 
seven girls on the deck, sitting and talking. 

She watched for a long time, then she could not help 
but see Haley and Squirrel leaving the group. This 
pairing up would only lead to one thing. She asked 
Trisha to inconspicuously check to see if they had 
condoms. Soon after Trisha had arrived at the lifeguard 
tower, she saw Tommie trotting back toward the parking 
lots.

It was not long after Tommy had returned that all the 
kids had paired off. Most of the pairs wondered by 
their little camp and picked up their towels as they 
casually walked. In time they were scattered all over 
the nearly empty beach. One by one the girls wordlessly 
came to the ice chest to take a condom from the box 
that Trisha had put there, then return to the shadows.

Bonnie had to sit up to be able to see where the girls 
had gone. But after carefully scanning the dark beach 
she counted seven slowly undulating mounds dark against 
the grey sand. She enjoyed watching them and felt 
herself a little envious of their youth, their passion 
and their ability to tune out the world and make love 
on the beach. 

Unlike their behavior in the house, they did not appear 
to be exhibitionistic tonight, but rather consumed in 
their own world or desire. When a couple appeared to 
finish, they simply lay still, as if in contemplation. 
This turn of events was not what she had expected, but 
since this would be their last full day on the beach, 
it was not a bad ending

Eventually all seven girls came for a second condom and 
Sarah a third before the night was out; but this was 
not before, with out warning, two shadows loomed over 
Bonnie. Trisha knelt down on her right and Marcy on her 
left. Trish's mouth came down beginning a deep soulful 
kiss. As Bonnie gave in to Trisha's passion, she felt 
warm skin on her left side. Trisha released her kiss 
and arched over Bonnie's head. Bonnie looked to see 
above her Trisha and Marcy pressing their tongues into 
each others mouth.

Not a word was spoken as the three grown women caressed 
and stimulated one another. Bare skin sliding on the 
slippery bare skin brought her senses alive. The 
softness of breasts, the rubbery feel of erect nipples, 
the shallow dent of a navel, the tight star between two 
soft buttocks, the loose folds of flesh surrounding the 
warm wet chasm and the small, hooded cylinder were all 
explored, imbibed and relished. The salty taste of 
sweat, the sweet taste of coconut oil and the musky 
tastes of two different women blended in her mouth as 
her hips writhed uncontrollably. When the passion 
finally was spent Bonnie lay, chest heaving, breathing 
deeply of the salt air.

Looking around to where the teen's had been only two of 
the seven pairs seemed to be moving ever so slowly. The 
rest were motionless. She rolled on her back and looked 
at the stars. She and the others might have stayed to 
see the sunrise if the breeze hadn't turned cool. Later 
it was agreed that it had been the perfect ending both 
for their time on the beach and for their time with 
their new friends, because, as it turned out that was 
the last time they saw the people from the Geek house.

Though they had fun the next day snorkeling on the reef 
off of Key Largo, and they did more shopping that day 
and the next and finally spending a final few hours 
Wednesday morning at South Beach, the highpoint was 
clearly the unexpected events on Monday night at 
Havisau Beach.

To be continued...

Permission granted to Kristen's Archive for the 
entertainment of their readers. Copyright retained by 
the author.

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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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