ACCIDENTS WILL HAPPEN
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Accidents Happen, Chapter 4 free porn video
I had fucked my sister, Grace. Actually, she fucked me first with a strapon then we spent the next day fucking like rabbits. That all happened about a week ago on New Year’s Eve, 2008, at a party-turned-orgy, and then again on New Year’s Day, 2009, just the two of us.
I’m sure you’re wondering how Grace and I could live in the same city and our friends not know we were siblings, but we hardly ever saw each other. I had moved to Chambersburg just after graduating college while she still had two years left at Wilson College. My circle of friends was completely different from hers, at least at first: Chaz, our only common friend, never guessed that Grace and I knew each other, much less that we were related. I’d met him at a bar, having never brought up my family, and Grace knew him through school friends. Anyways, it made sense to me, and believe me: I’m not complaining. The pleasures of having sex with Grace were far more intense and enjoyable than any sex I’d ever had before.
First off, she’d taken my anal virginity on New Year’s Eve in front of almost a dozen beautiful sex gods and goddesses that had no idea I was her brother. Besides being the first time with my sister, it was also the first time I experienced anal play. Second, she watched my drinking buddy deep-dick me until he shot his load in my ass. Third, she and I had spent New Year’s Day ravishing each other. On top of all that, she and Mom had been, in her words, “phone line fuck buddies” for at least four years now. It was a lot to digest in a very short time. But what was really mind blowing was hearing about how my parents were in a bisexual swinging type of relationship with our neighbors, neighbors I had known virtually my whole life and had looked up to as idols.
According to my most amazingly beautiful sister, our neighbors, Frank and Lillian Granger, were swingers, for lack of a better term. In reality, Frank was mostly gay, something the couple had realized after being married for a few years, and Lillian was all too eager to assist him in his pursuit of other men. She loved to watch, and sometimes indulge her Sapphic desires when those other men brought their wives or girlfriends.
At some point, Frank and Lillian had seduced my parents. I’m not sure if this occurred while Grace, younger than me by two years, was still living in the house or after she moved away to college. Whenever it did begin, the seduction apparently didn’t take long. Based on my sister’s recounting of the events, I’ll try to retell the story of their descent into the dark reaches of bacchanal desires and incestuous fulfillment. But before we get too far, let me describe my parents.
My father, Edmund Keene, had been a Pittsburgh police officer for just over twenty-five years. He was a strong man with broad chest and hard muscles. He was generally quiet, unless Grace, or I, or both of us had done wrong. Even then, he seemed to be able to communicate volumes with very few words. He was well educated. In fact, he studied law at Penn State but decided to go to the Police Academy for reasons I never thought to ask. During his down time, I remember him plunking away at our piano or strumming a guitar, and fairly well at that.
I looked up to Dad and we had a very close friendship after I left for college. Now, don’t get me wrong, I was quite an devil in my teenage years, but most kids are. Somehow, after graduating high school and moving out for college, Dad became probably my closest friend and trusted confidante.
Mom was a completely different story. Where Dad was very traditionally conservative, Ellen, my mother, was raised by hippie parents. She was a free spirit, free with love, and an open book. She was passionate, forgiving, and full of love. She had worked for the same elementary school for fifteen years or so, having raised my sister and I as a stay-at-home mom until we were well into our schooling.
She and I were also close, as I’m sure you’ve noticed in the previous chapters. As I said, she was very open with her life and experiences which most times caused me discomfort, especially when she brought up her college lesbian experiences. At the same time, I could always count on her for advice or just an open ear. She never caused me to feel judged for my opinions but instead always made sure I knew she was someone I could trust.
Now, as far as Ed and Ellie’s relationship with the neighbors? I still wonder at how they were able to keep it from me. Sure, in my day, neighbors were close and actually spoke to one another. Additionally, my parents had adopted them as family ever since they moved in, always making sure to extend an invitation for a barbecue. Mom and Dad had even offered a place at our Thanksgiving dinner table, an invitation Frank and Lillian had accepted on more than a few occasions.
At some point after I left home to go to college, my parents had decided to spice things up. Here is what I’ve pieced together.
***
Dinner had been over for a while. The dishes were still present as Ed, Ellie, Frank and Lillian remained seated at the table sipping wine and discussing the neighborhood. They had nearly finished their fourth bottle when the discussion turned even more personal.
“So, Ed, Ellie,” Lillian began. “I’m sure you guys know about how we spend our weekends.”
Ed nearly choked as he sipped his wine. Ellie, on the other hand, was much more composed.
“It seems like so much fun,” Ellie commented. Smiling, she asked Ed, “You okay, hon?” She laughed lightly when he nodded. “I mean, I don’t know for sure, but I’d say you two are sleeping around.”
“You have no idea, Ellie,” Lillian continued.
“Really? How did this all come about?” Ellie asked.
“How’d you get Lil to agree to it, Frank?” Ed asked. At that, all four broke into a fit of laughter.
After they all calmed down, Frank answered first. “Well, Ed, it was actually Lillian’s idea. We discussed it for quite some time. I mean, we love each other. That was never in question. But the sex became kind of stale. It was never quite enough for either of us.”
“Frank’s into guys, it turns out,” Lillian continued for him. “We didn’t figure that out until we tried it. Like he said, we love each other, but sex stopped being fulfilling. But believe me, did that all change. Literally overnight.”
Ed and Ellie were quiet from shock.
“We went to dinner with Lillian’s college roommate and her husband one night,” Frank started and paused, sipping at his wine. “Lil and I had already been discussing opening our bedroom to others for a few months, but neither of us ever had the courage to break the ice. So when they started coming on to us in their hot tub, we just looked at each other and went for it.”
“You mean…,” Ed started. “Wait, back up a second. First off, Frank, no judgments here. I’m glad you guys are happy. But, how did this all happen exactly?”
Frank began relating how he and Lillian were propositioned, he by the wife and she by the husband. The play had moved to the bedroom. One thing led to another and eventually kissing led to sex.
“When I was done with his wife, she got up and straddled her husband’s face while he was still in Lillian. I’d always been curious about creampies, and here I was watching a man eat my sperm out of his wife. Even more new to me was Lillian… Needless to say, when he shot his load off into Lillian, I had to try it. I realized I enjoyed tasting his semen.”
“I talked to Frank about it after,” Lillian took up the telling. “I really enjoyed getting eaten after a good hard fuck. But I wanted to know how he felt about it. After all, fantasy is one thing, but reality seldom matches it. I was surprised by his answer. Frank?” she prompted.
“I told her I wanted to do it again, told her I wanted to go further. I admitted that I enjoyed his cum so much, I wanted to be the one pleasing him, to earn his cum.” Frank paused.
After a few moments of tense silence, Ed prompted. “Keep going, Frank. This is all interesting but... Where does this all lead?” he asked.
Frank continued the story of exploring his bisexual desires. He and Lillian talked about what had happened, and she even admitted to wanting to witness his explorations. They began by inviting a man into their bed. After the man left, the couple talked about experience leading to some of the most passionate love-making they had ever shared. Both had agreed in wanting to do it again. Frank’s self-discoveries led Lillian to her own experimentation. Eventually, they invited another husband and wife together.
“And the rest,” Frank concluded, “as they say, is history.”
“So, Frank… Lillian, what are you guys getting at?” Ellie was all smiles and definitely appeared eager. “I mean, are you telling us this because you want us to…”
Lillian cut her off. “I want to see Frank and Ed fuck.”
There it was, out in the open. Thankfully, Ed wasn’t drinking this time, but his wide eyes and open mouth proved his shock. Ellie’s wide eyes brightened and her smile deepened.
“God, Lillian, I think that would be hot, too,” she said.
“And,” Lillian continued, “I’d love to go down on you, Ellie.”
“The feeling’s mutual, Lil,” Ellie replied.
“Whoa, whoa, WHOA! Not so fast,” Ed finally responded, indignant. “I mean, let’s think about this for a moment. I’m not going to outright say no, but hold on. I mean, we love you guys. You two are family, blood relations aside. Now, I have no problems with you two having fun, but… With us?”
“Come on, Ed,” Ellie argued. “We’ve talked about this. It’ll be fun. No commitments, no pressures, just fun. You know we’ve…”
“Ellie, just let them sweat it out a minute first, won’t you?” Ed interrupted, giving her a playful glare. Then to Frank and Lillian he said, “What took you guys so long? We’ve been aching you guys to ask us since last March when we figured it out. I wanted to extend the foreplay a while longer, but apparently my wife is chomping at the bit.”
They all laughed. With humor and lust competing on his face, Ed got up and began clearing the dishes. Frank followed suit. In the kitchen, they could hear the two women kissing and giggling.
“You’re okay with this, Ed?”
Ed moved to Frank and kissed him on the lips. “I’ve been horny for your cock ever since I started guessing you were into guys. It’s been since high school for me, but I’m ready for another go ‘round.”
“God, I love a man in uniform.”
Ed blushed. “Next time I’ll make sure to bring it over,” he said as they kissed again. Still fully dressed, Ed went to his knees in front of the Frank. His eyes met Frank’s as he groped at the younger man’s buttocks. Ed could see the large outline of Frank’s cock even through the thick denim. He placed his mouth on the cloth covering Frank’s erection.
“Let’s take this somewhere a bit more comfortable,” Frank suggested while helping Ed to his feet. The two kissed again.
They nearly ran for the bedroom without even a thought to the women, who themselves were naked and had moved to the living room sofa. Clothes flew off in every direction. Once at the bed, they began kissing again, this time one naked body mashed against another. Frank took charge, pushing Ed onto his back on the bed. He then climbed onto the bed, straddling Ed’s face, his engorged cock dangling in Ed’s face. Frank leaned down, supporting himself on an elbow, and guided Ed’s raging member into his wanton mouth. Ed also opened his mouth, experiencing the silky hard feeling of manly flesh entering his mouth for the first time in over thirty years.
Meanwhile, the women were entangled in their own web of passion and lust. They began with soft kissing and lightly fingering each other. Breasts were fondled, nipples sucked, necks bitten.
Ellie was the first to descend, pushing Lillian back against the armrest. Ellie paused at her naval, tickling around the rim with her tongue. She lowered herself further, down into the smooth, moist folds of Lillian’s love box.
“Mmmmm,” she moaned. It’s been too long. She kissed the labia before her, gently flicking her tongue back and forth. She felt the emanating heat, the dank pungency of Lillian’s arousal. Ellie’s mind closed and she let instinct and experience take over. Her body was full of lust for this woman, this new lover. She felt as though she was watching this beautiful display of love and affection from outside of her body, while still feeling the closeness, the connection with her lover. Lillian’s body began the involuntary writhing Ellie had become so accustomed to long ago.
“Stop, Ellie, please. I don’t want to cum yet,” she heard a beautiful voice speak her name. The voice was breathless, full of lust. “Come with me. Let’s join the men.”
The sounds coming from the bedroom, grunts and moans, intrigued the women. They decided to see what the men were up to. As they reached the door, Ellie gasped at seeing her husband bent over on his knees on the bed, reaching back to spread his ass for his lover. Frank moved in and out at an easy pace, inducing Ed’s moans of pure pleasure.
“Oh God, Frank, fuck me. Fuck my cock-loving ass,” Ed begged.
Lillian led Ellie to a chair in one corner of the room and sat her down. Then, she raised Ellie’s legs while pulling her to the edge of the seat. Lillian buried her face deep in the woman’s hairy snatch. She delighted in the feel of her coarse pubic hairs as they brushed her lips. Her tongue dug in deep, wiggled, and played with the puffy lips, taking her time.
Ellie was in awe. While pleasantly surprised by her new woman lover, she had never seen her husband with another man. Lillian was experienced and very capable, but Ellie’s attention was riveted on her husband, for the first time since she met him, being submissive. Why do they call it passive? Ed is being very active, actually fucking himself almost as much as Frank is fucking him. At that point, Lillian employed her fingers again, this time anally as well as in Ellie’s vagina. Ellie gasped and nearly lost consciousness as Lillian found her spot. Her eyes rolled back and allowed the waves of pleasure to roll over her, through her, from her. Lillian continued her assault until Ellie’s spasms subsided.
The last thing Ellie remembered was the sound of Frank and Ed groaning in unison as she passed out.
***
She opened her eyes to see the clock directly in her sightline: 9:23. Thank God for the weekend. She looked again at the clock. Something was different. She looked at her surroundings. Ed was lying next to her in the bed softly dozing, but that was the only thing normal about this place. She didn’t recognize the bedding, the furniture, nor the drapes. Nothing was familiar. She smelled the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and felt the motivation to get up.
She donned the robe she found on a chair in a corner and made her way to the door. Once opened, she recognized where she was: the Grangers’ place. Was last night not a dream? She followed her nose to the kitchen finding both Frank and Lillian at the small table. Last night’s dishes were still dirty by the sink.
“Good morning, sexy,” Lillian spoke. Her voice wasn’t full of humor but instead the compliment came with the ease of honest appreciation.
“So,” Ellie began, “about last night…?”
“It happened,” Lillian answered the unfinished question. “You were so adorably sexy. I couldn’t help myself. But then you passed out.”
“Really.” It came out as more of a statement then a question. “So, Frank, you really did screw my husband up the ass?”
“And then he screwed me,” Frank replied. “We thought you’d wake and join the party, but apparently it was too much for you.”
“Sorry I missed that. I’m not surprised Ed went for it, though I never thought he’d actually have an opportunity to try. I very rarely see him look as sexy as when youTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.
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