Parents Again Part 1
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I waited a few more minutes and timed it so that I would arrive at their front door at 8:55. I had been anxious, but not nervous, since I awoke this morning. I stepped out of my house and locked the door and suddenly I was nervous again. When I realized it I smiled. I actually felt reassured. I thought how strange it would be if I was to make such a drastic change in my life and not feel nervous about it.
I was about to become a sex slave for god's sake! In the next week I was going to be doing all sorts of strange and exciting and humiliating and degrading things. Just thinking about it made it hard for me to walk without having an orgasm from the pressure of my tight shorts against my pussy.
When I got to their door the main door was open. I knocked lightly on the storm door and Laura came to the door and let me in. She had a big, warm, friendly smile on her face as she asked, "Did you sleep well, Miki?"
I smiled and said, "I got a little sleep, after I took a long, cold shower."
Jon overheard me and he laughed. I followed Laura into the kitchen and I offered to help out with breakfast.
Laura shook her head and said, "No, come over here and sit down with me. Jon makes the best cheese omelets in the world. All we have to do is stay out of the way."
I sat beside Laura at the kitchen island and Jon brought me a large mug of coffee. As I put cream and sugar in my coffee Jon said, "I see that you are wearing your own clothes today. Are we to infer anything from that?"
I smiled and asked, "You aren't worried are you?"
But then I said, "No Jon. I just figured that wearing my mother's clothes last night didn't work out that well for me. This, or something similar, is what I would normally wear on a Saturday morning. And no, I have not changed my mind. I thought about it last night. I don't pretend to understand it. But I know that this is what I want. If it turns out that I'm wrong, well, I can opt out at the end of next week. I don't see that happening. I had a terrible time sleeping last night because of you."
Laura put her hand on my thigh and squeezed. She said, "Oh, Miki! I'm so glad!"
She laughed and said, "I don't mean I'm glad you had trouble sleeping. I'm glad you didn't change your mind. I dreamt about you last night. It is going to be so exciting."
She leaned closer and turned my head and kissed my lips. It wasn't a long, hard, passionate kiss. But neither was it a kiss between two women who were just friends. It was a kiss that promised wonderful things to come.
I blushed and admitted that I had enjoyed a very erotic dream last night too. I was grateful when just at that moment Jon came over with a tray and said, "Okay girls, grab your coffee and let's go."
We went out to the pool and sat at a table near the water but shaded by a large umbrella. As soon as I saw their backyard I recognized it from the DVD. This was where my mother had entertained those twelve men. I tried to get those images out of my mind. It wasn't that they were unpleasant or uncomfortable. I had to get them out of my mind so that I could concentrate on the conversation.
We enjoyed a long, leisurely breakfast and I had no trouble admitting that what Laura had said was true. That was the best omelet that I had ever had in my life.
When we had finished eating, Jon sat back and asked, "You were saying something about a dream you had last night?"
I had hoped that he had forgotten that. I was sorry the moment that I mentioned it. I somehow knew that it would come up again. It was embarrassing to admit to them what I had dreamt and how excited it had made me.
I grinned nervously and said, "I was hoping that you had forgotten about that."
He smiled and said, "You are allowed no secrets from us. Tell me about the dream."
I asked, "Do you remember the first DVD? Do you remember what was on it?"
Jon and Laura smiled at each other and Jon said, "I will never forget that day. It was one of our most exciting adventures. Your mother must have had a hundred orgasms that day."
I remembered the look on her face and I didn't doubt it for a second. I said, "Last night it was me. I was the woman that was being used and abused by twelve strange men, most of whom were twice my age. It is strange. There are so many new concepts that I am dealing with all at once here. I was never one of those girls who had a thing for older men. But now I fantasize about them and I can't wait to serve one of them."
I looked at Jon pointedly.
Then I said, "I have never even considered making love to another woman. I would have slapped anyone that suggested that I submit to a large group of strange men in someone's backyard. The idea of sexual slavery was anathema to me, to everything that I stood for as a strong, self sufficient, supposedly self aware, educated woman of the world."
I paused and looked at Jon and Laura and then I said, "But last night, and this morning, well, let me just say that I have no doubts, none at all. I want this. I know that it won't be easy. But it will be exciting. I don't know where it will lead. I don't know what it says about my future life. But I am placing myself in your hands. I trust you, both of you. I am giving myself to you.
Jon smiled and said, "That's great, Miki." Then he stood up and put the empty plates on the tray and said, "Does anyone want more coffee?"
I looked up in confusion and asked, "Shouldn't I be doing that?"
He reached out and lifted my chin and kissed me, a nice soft kiss. Then he said, "You're our sex slave, Miki, not our housekeeper. I'm not saying that there are never going to be times that your duties include the domestic. But you just worry about doing your own dishes for now."
I grinned, embarrassed but touched by the friendliness, the affection that I felt from these two people. It was hard to picture them as stern task masters in a sexual situation.
Jon came back out with the coffee pot and the cream and sugar and we each had another cup and talked. Jon asked me more about my studies, particularly my minor in computer science.
When we had finished our coffee Jon said, "Let's go for a swim."
I was about to tell him that I hadn't brought my suit. I didn't get a chance though. He said, "Miki, stand up and undress. Take your clothes off slowly. We enjoy it more that way."
It's funny, even though I had undressed for them last night and allowed Laura to take any number of nude photographs I was embarrassed all over again.
I got to my feet and pushed my chair in. I could feel my heart beating a mile a minute and I knew that I was blushing again. I was determined though. I had already resolved that I would obey every order that I received from either of them.
I slipped my sandals off and pushed them under my seat. I noticed that my hands were shaking as I struggled with my tank top. I dropped it on the back of my chair and unbuttoned my tight shorts. I was so embarrassed that I couldn't even look at Jon or Laura. I kept my eyes on the deck took a deep breath. Then I slid my shorts down off of my hips and let them fall to the deck. I bent at the knees and picked them up and placed them with my top.
I felt their eyes on my body as I stood there in my bra and panties. I finally got up the nerve to glance at them. I knew from the look on their faces that I had made the right decision this morning when I chose these more modest clothes. I was so pleased.
I reached behind my back. I found myself amused by my own reactions. I was embarrassed, even though they had already seen me naked. I was excited. I was so incredibly excited that I could hear my heart beating. I could feel the blood running through my veins.
My fingers were shaking so badly that I thought that I was going to have to ask for help getting my bra off. It seemed to take me forever. I finally managed to grip the strap and unhook it. I released it and then lowered my arms and shrugged out of it.
They had ample opportunity last night to see my breasts. Jon had even brushed his fingers over my nipple at one point. Yet here I stood, all but naked before two fully dressed people who were nearly three times my age and I believe that I was much more embarrassed than I had been last night. It occurred to me that last night I had not been entirely sober. I had been drinking beer off and on all day and I had several glasses of wine that evening.
I may have been more nervous now than last night, but I knew from the feelings that my body was experiencing that I had made the right decision. I didn't doubt for a second that when I finally found the strength to remove my panties the crotch panel was going to be soaking wet.
I knew that I was taking too long. But they didn't seem to be in a hurry. They never once seemed impatient. Instead, I realized that they were enjoying my embarrassment as much as they were tantalized by my nudity.
I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of my panties and slowly slid them down. I glanced at Jon's face as I lowered them and I saw that he wasn't looking at my exposed flesh. He was staring right into my eyes. He was reading my soul.
When I was naked finally, I stood up straight with my hands at my sides and waited. Jon ordered me to turn around slowly and when I was facing him again he smiled and said, "You are truly beautiful, Miki. Your body is a work of art. I look forward to sharing it with the world."
I shivered in excitement at the very idea. But for now I was just about to the point of begging him to take me. I was desperate for his cock. I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that I had never in my life wanted to be with a man, to be taken, to be penetrated, the way that I wanted it now.
No man had ever teased me like this before and the excitement was building to the point that if he didn't do something soon I was going to go crazy. I was so turned on at this point that I wouldn't need to masturbate in order to reach an orgasm. I knew that if I just touched myself, or better yet if he would touch me, then I could cum. And I had never needed an orgasm more than I did that this moment.
He knew it too. He could see it in my face.
He and Laura stood up and undressed slowly and calmly. His beautiful cock was about half hard and I thought to myself, "It looks delicious! I wonder what it will feel like in my throat."
But there was no fear. There was only anticipation.
However, he was nowhere near finished tormenting me. I had just a moment to admire their bodies. If I didn't know Laura's approximate age I would have guessed from her appearance that she was in her mid thirties, maybe younger. Her skin was unblemished and she was fit and toned. She had small breasts. I would guess that she wore an A cup. But she was a very slender woman and they looked perfect on her. They were perfectly cone shaped and her nipples were small and pink. Her pubic hair was severely trimmed. There was only a small, narrow V over her slit. Her labia hardly protruded at all. Her pussy looked almost virginal.
I stared at her for so long that she smiled and said, "Not bad for an old broad, huh?"
I blushed at having been caught staring and I looked at her face and said, "Laura! You're beautiful!"
She came over and put her arm around my shoulder. As she guided me to the pool she said, "Yes, I work hard at it. But I know that I have been lucky too. I have good genes I guess."
She hugged me and said, "So do you, dear. Your mother still looked like a teenager. You saw her pictures. If you had not known any better you would swear she was still in her teens."
I nodded and said, "Yes. I was really impressed, with both of you."
I glanced at Jon and smiled and said, "With all three of you."
Laura chuckled and said, "Yes. Don't tell Jon that I said so, but he is a fantastic fuck. I have had sex with men who had larger cocks. But I have never been with a man that can push all the right buttons the way Jon can. I suspect that he was a woman in a previous life and he knows all the right things to do because of it."
Jon was walking close behind us and he said, "Yes. And I'm going to be a woman in my next life too. But I'm going to be a lesbian."
I chuckled and said, "I think I'd eat his pussy."
We walked down the wide cement steps at the shallow end of the pool. The morning was warm enough that the slightly cooler water felt very good. We huddled together near one side of the pool in water up to our necks and talked. At first it was just general conversation but more and more the conversation began to turn to sex.
As we talked they began to lightly explore my body with their fingertips. They were still teasing. They didn't grab or grope. It was all very tender, very arousing. It was unlike what I had experienced with any of the guys that I had enjoyed a sexual relationship with in the past. There was none of the urgency you felt as you grappled with a young man and worked quickly to get each other's clothing off so that you could couple. There was just pleasure.
I had already been very turned on. As I walked down the sidewalk this morning to join them for breakfast I was just a deep breath away from reaching orgasm. I had gradually calmed down as we enjoyed a peaceful breakfast. But now, after telling them of my dream and slowly undressing in front of them I was quickly returning to that state of arousal that had me at the point of begging them for release.
They knew it too. They knew it and they carefully avoided touching me in any way that would push me over the edge. I don't know how long it went on but I heard a strange noise after a while and I was embarrassed when I realized that it was coming from me. I was whining like an animal in need.
Jon and Laura had moved closer. They still caressed me lightly, but now they leaned in and kissed me as well. They each kissed one side of my face. They licked teasingly at my ears and nibbled on my earlobes. They kissed my eyes and my cheeks and the corners of my mouth.
I heard myself almost pant as I began to beg them. I groaned and whispered, "Please. I can't take this anymore. I didn't know ... I thought ... oh god! I need ... something. Please, you're driving me crazy!"
I thought that I was going to cry from the extreme frustration. I had never felt like this before. It was the most unbearable state of arousal. It was wonderful, and it was horrible. All I needed was one touch. A light pinch on my nipple, a finger sliding lightly through my slit, anything, even a passionate kiss and I am sure that I could have had an orgasm.
I heard Jon's voice, calm through the sexual fog that clouded my brain. He asked, "Are you ready, Miki? Would you like to have an orgasm now? Do you need something inside of you?"
I panted, "Yes! Yes! Yes! Oh please, please. I've never felt like this. I can't take it anymore. I'll do anything for you, I promise! Please let me cum!"
They finally stopped teasing me and they guided me back up the steps and across the grass to a blanket that was already spread out and waiting for us. They gently lowered me to the center of the blanket on my back and they stretched out on either side of me.
For another moment the teasing continued and I realized that I was actually crying in frustration. I was crying quietly and begging once more for release.
They finally took pity on me. Jon leaned over me and placed his lips on mine. I started to reach up and pull him tight but he broke the kiss and ordered me not to move.
I groaned and said, "Oh my god! I'm losing my fucking mind!"
Jon's lips returned to mine and at first his kiss was gentle and tender. But it quickly became harder, more urgent, more passionate. I struggled to keep my arms at my side. I needed desperately to put them around him and hold him tight. But as his lips fed on mine I felt Laura. She had moved and I wasn't even aware of it. She was kissing and licking my feet and my ankles as Jon kissed my lips.
My pussy was on fire. I was sure that I was going to have the most explosive orgasm of my life without ever being touched. But they played me like a violin. They knew just what to do and when to do it.
As Laura's lips neared my upper thighs, Jon began to kiss his way down my neck and for several minutes longer they teased me. Jon's lips circled my breasts as Laura's circled my throbbing pussy and then at the same exact moment their lips converged on my pussy and my nipples.
I remember screaming loudly and then nothing. I passed out! I had read of girls who had experienced such strong orgasms that they had passed out. I had read it, but I had not believed it.
When I came to my senses Jon was smiling down at me and caressing my face. I looked down to see Laura, still kissing my mound lightly. Her face was soaking wet and she smiled and said, "You didn't tell us that you were one of those."
I didn't understand. I was one of those what? Jon chuckled and said, "You ejaculated. That moisture on her face, that's from you."
I shook my head and said, "No. I don't. I've never ... what is it?"
They laughed and Laura moved up and kissed me. After we kissed she said, "Taste it."
I hesitantly stuck my tongue out and licked her lips and I still didn't know what it was. It wasn't like a man's ejaculate. It was clear and here was almost no taste at all. I said, "I'm sorry, Laura. I've never done that! I don't even know what that is!"
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