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Summer Holiday pt.4 - Lazing on the Beach

In part 17 of the story of the Lifestyle Circle on a Summer Holiday, after an exhausting oysters and champagne breakfast, they head off to the beach to laze the afternoon away.

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After a rather exhausting morning, they all lazed around, snoozing, chatting and/or snuggling. It was about 10:30 when there was a bit of movement, whether toilet, stretches or making coffee. Once they were all up and refreshed, the consensus was that they would have lunch on the beach and the rest of the day swimming and sun-baking.

The guys filled the cooler box with beer, orange juice and water, collected the beach umbrella, some blankets and the surf boards. The ladies packed some lunch and prepared their beach bags - towels, sun-screen and a basic first-aid kit (thanks to ever-ready Tess).

They headed off down the track, passing a couple of parked cars of day-visitors before the warning sign. 

The path twisted through scrubby sand dunes then down an embankment to the golden sandy beach. Rocky bluffs with cliffs stretched out either side of the cove. Glancing along the beach, they noticed two couples off to the left, so they headed off to the right to set up 'camp'.

They selected a spot high up the beach, under an overhanging grassed embankment. This gave them a bit of protection should the afternoon hot northerly wind pick up. They scooped out a little hollow below the bank to place their drink and food hampers, out of the sun. With the umbrella erected and blanket and beach-towels spread out, they sat down in pairs to start applying sun-screen. The girls enjoyed caressing and rubbing oil into the guy's bodies, then with special attention to ensure their man-hoods were well protected. With the morning activities barely an hour ago, their genital ministrations elicited barely a rise. It was then the guys turn to oil up the girls, enjoying massaging shoulders, breasts, legs and bums. The girls called a halt when it came to their private parts.

When Tess had heard that they were having a long-weekend holiday at the beach at the height of summer, ever prepared, she went to her favourite intimate apparel boutique to buy the latest fashion in protection for ladies desirous of a good all over tan, the 'C-string'. Its minimalist clip-on design protects the bare essentials from sun-burn and sun-screen creme irritation. Being string-less, there are no ugly sun-tan lines. She bought one each for all four of them.

'La Chatte Rose"

She reached into her beach bag and pulled out four vulva screens and passed them round. The girls' eyes bulged, so Tess showed them how to fit them. The guys were equally impressed.

The novelty passed in a minute and they spread around on blanket and towels to develop their tans, to nibble some lunch and sip a drink. Emily pulled out a radio and tuned in some suitable beach music. But Tim, Dick and Jack decided to go surfing. Mind you, the water in the cove was quite flat, so they had to paddle out to the open ocean to get some swell.

Pat and Trevor meanwhile, decided to go for a walk, hand-in-hand and towel in the other hand, around to the rock pools at the foot of the cliffs at the easterly bluff. Tess said to Fanny and Emily, "I think we have a new relationship developing there!".

Pat leaned in to Trevor and whispered, "I like you! A lot!". They slipped their arms around each other's waist, and Trevor replied "You're pretty special yourself!". They turned to each other at the same time, and kissed as they continued to walk.

They reached the far end of the beach, just under the first low cliffs, crossing a little spring flowing into the cove, found a sandy patch and spread their towel and lay down together. Pat continued, "After I booted out my ex, I got desperate and tried to seduce Jack, my next door neighbour. He was very kind and understanding and took me in to talk with Emily. She explained to me the different sorts of sex, which surprised me. There's love making, which is what I thought was the only sort of sex. Then there's sex for fun like in this circle of friends, then there's 'comfort sex' which is what I needed back then. I am out of needing comfort now and have been enjoying the fun like this weekend."

"But with you, I'm feeling more. You're so gentle and caring and aim to please me before yourself. You're everything my ex. wasn't."

"I think I'm falling in love with you!". Pat rolled into Trev. and pulled his body to her for a cuddle.

Trevor replied, "I'm starting to get those feelings too! How about we go on a proper date, just the two of us, when we get back?"

"But love and fun aren't mutually exclusive, are they?" responded Pat, pulling Trevor against her. They rubbed themselves against each other, breast to chest, pubes to pubes, though since the morning's exploits, neither were particularly ready for arousal. Arms reached around each other squeezing and smacking butts, with laughing and giggling.

Trevor leaned on an arm to get up, taking Pat by the hand. "Let's go and explore the rock pools". They grabbed their towel and ran across the rocky flats under the cliff face. They found an eroded concave spot under the cliff where they spread their towel. They were almost at the point of the bluff and the ocean swell rolled small waves across the rocks and the pools. "Come on. Let's go and cool off" said Trevor, taking Pat by the hand and they worked their way across the shell covered rocks to a pool. Sitting on the edge, they dangled their feet in to test the depth, then slipped in together with the water up to breast high. As the little waves rolled across the pool, the water level rose and fell across Pat's naked breasts in a sort of caressing motion. The coolness of the ocean water on her nipples caused them to harden and protrude. 

Trevor moved close, pulling her body to his. Seeing the hard nipples, he ran a thumb across one and lowered his mouth to suckle and warm the other, then alternated as the little waves swept across his face and her breasts. She grabbed his head and pulled it in closer, enjoying his warm mouth.

With the water providing buoyancy, she lifted one leg and wrapped it around Trev's hips, working her pubes against Trevor's cold shriveled member. "Not yet" he said, "Let me warm you up first", taking Pat by the hips and lifting her up to sit on the edge of the pool. He lowered himself in the water and moved in, spreading her legs. Her skin, still cool from the water, immediately responded to the heat of his breath. He kissed her thighs, then across her closed vulva. His tongue flicked across the top of her slit then up and down. Pat responded, spreading her legs wider and pushing her pubes into him. His tongue gently spread her outer lips and found her nub. With saliva and lips sucking, her clit was slowly aroused. As she pushed back onto him, her whole vulva was warming and her labia slowly swelled and opened to his probing tongue. He slid his tongue up and down across her inner labia, with a tingle at her urethra, his tongue gently parted her vagina folds and her aroused lubricant spread across his tongue.

She felt an orgasm starting to build and her hips shook as she worked her pubes against him. Taking his head in her hands, she drew him up to her lips, saying, "Come and make love with me!". He climbed out of the pool, taking her hands, lifting her to her feet, and they retreated to their love nest under the lee of the cliffs. Despite the hardness of the rock under their towel, they recline into each other and for the next 30 minutes or more, make gentle love, pleasuring each other in all possible ways. Their orgasms are not wildly mind blowing, but warm, gentle co-joining in love.

They spend another half hour chatting and getting to know about each other outside their sexual preferences, and thoughts about their first planned date. Their cocoon of love and quiet is disrupted by shouting and cheering from the others back on the beach. They pick up their towel, and slowly start to wander back to the group, arms around each other and Pat's head on Trev's shoulder.

They notice that the other three guys are coming back from their surfing and have challenged each other to a paddling race down the cove. Jack, the most athletic, is first to hit the beach and the girls are jumping up and down cheering, with their breasts jiggling up and down in welcome.

Pat can't help noticing the small cold shriveled appendages on the three surfers. Fanny catches Pat's glance then sees the long remnants of Trev's erection and says "It looks you two had a good time".

The guys come up the beach and hug the girls who are still oily and a bit sandy. Tess in her usual direct manner comes out with "I hope you guys don't think you're sleeping with us tonight, unless we get a decent shower or bath. It's all very well for you when you go out the back and water the lemon tree, but we girls expect a little bit better in terms of the facilities".

(to be continued - Water Nymphs)

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Summer Holiday pt.3 - Champagne and Oysters for Breakfast

In part 16 of the story of the Lifestyle Circle on a Summer Holiday, it's champagne and oysters for breakfast.

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The guys had gone out early to dive for oysters in the middle of Venus Cove and returned to find the girls had already had an amorous morning without them.

"OK girls. How about you crack out the champagne whilst we shuck these oysters." directed Tim, taking their bucket out to the veranda. Jack had noticed a lemon tree behind the house as they drove in, so he went around to pick some lemons to go with the oysters, then took them inside. Tess was still at the sink, sans apron, as he came up behind her, placing the lemons on the bench. He reached his arms around her, kneading her breasts and his semi-erect cock pressed into the cleft between her thighs. He felt her wetness on her inner legs, remnants of her morning play. "Oooh! You've been playing already" he whispered in her ear, nibbling on a lobe. "Down boy" Tess rebuked, slapping his hands. "You'll have to wait till after breakfast".

When the boys came in with their platter of a couple of dozen opened oysters, the girls had already laid out a blanket on the floor. Glasses and a couple of open bottles of champagne were in the middle with a plate of lemon slices. The girls were sitting cross-legged in a circle. Trevor placed the platter of oysters in the middle and the guys sat in the circle between the girls.

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Poor Trevor, being the youngest and newest in the group, had a raging hard-on already, as he looked around the circle at four beautiful women. His eyes bulged at the sight of the various sizes and colours of breasts and nipples. His cock twitched a little as he noticed some glistening, still wet slits. "Oh my God!" he thought to himself, "I've gone from dateless to heaven. When Dick told me about this swingers group, I never dreamed it would be like this. Awesome!". Fanny had been a little over-the-top, all over him in the back of the car on the drive down. But he had been tired and it was dark when they arrived, and he vaguely remembered fucking someone before dropping off to sleep last night. But now in the light of day, sitting in this circle of beautiful naked people having champagne and oysters for breakfast, "Wow! Can it ever get better than this?".

"Hey, Trevor! Are you still with us?". It was Pat next to him that snapped him out of his reverie, offering an oyster to his lips and a glass of champagne in his hand. With champagne in one hand, she reached over and caressed his hardness with the other. "The sight of all these naked women a bit much for you?" she asked. "Don't worry, I'll take care of this after breakfast" she said, giving him another squeeze.

With three oysters down and finishing his second glass of champers, Trevor looked around the circle. Conversation had tailed off and there was now lots of action, kissing and fondling. 

Jack had Tess on her back, and with an oyster between his lips, was sliding it up and down her vulva, 'licking' her clit with the oyster in place of his tongue. He slid it down and suddenly it slipped right into her cunt. He slid two fingers in to retrieve it. With much slipping and sliding around inside (and much giggling from Tess), he had it. Tess's rising orgasm and twisting and thrusting wasn't helping his retrieval efforts. But having clasped the oyster between his two fingers, he rubbed it around her spongy g-spot. This was too much for Tess who came with a massive hip thrusting orgasm - or should that be 'oystergasm'? When she finally came down, Jack pulled the oyster out, clamped it between his lips and slid up Tess' body to offer it to her lips. She slurped it from him, "Yum! 'Oysters in cunnilinctus sauce!" she thought. 

With their bodies now embraced, without a thought, Jack's rigid erection just dropped into Tess's gaping cunt. With her cunt now filled as she craved, Tess flung her arms around Jack, kissing him passionately and lifting her hips, crushing their pubes together, rubbing her clit against his public bone. With some grunting, her hips raised again with the oncoming orgasm. Then it hit, her vaginal muscles gripping the base of his cock, refusing to release him. Then waves of convulsions flowed up her cunt, pulling and sucking his cock until he could resist no longer and releasing a hot geyser of cum. Her convulsions eased but his cock was still clamped in her grip, holding him and his cum in tight. Then a little post-orgasm twitch flickered through her cunt and she let out a little giggle. Then another, and another. Eventually, exhausted and all orgasmed out, her cunt released her prize.

Jack, equally exhausted and drained, rolled off into Tess's arms, and said "What  the fuck was that?". "That my darling was a vaginal orgasm. It's been months since I had one of those!".

Amazed, Trevor looked around the circle. Fanny was riding Tim cow-girl style. Dick and Emily were kissing passionately as he fingered her pussy.

"Come on darling. Let's find somewhere more comfortable and let me take care of this" whispered Pat in his ear, taking him by the cock and leading him to the big comfy bed.

(to be continued - Lazing on the Beach)

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The Fetish Banquet

In part 12 of Emily and Jack's sexual renewal, their Lifestyle Circle attends a medieval banquet and some fetish fun.

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Since their sexual relationship classes and party with Sandy, Tess had kept in touch socially. At their last catch-up, Sandy told Tess about another couple from her groups, Andy and Trudy, who had setup a Medieval Banquet and Fetish Party business, 'MBFP'.

The 'MBFP' brochure showed the costumes provided. The menu included fresh baked baguettes with whipped butter, sugared almonds, honey-mustard eggs, chilled strawberry soup, roast meats (choice of suckling pig, pheasant or chicken) with seasonal roast vegetables, sweet meats, glazed fruit tarte, chocolate souffle and fresh fruits, all served with liberal tankards of beer or mead. The wenches will serve m'lords, supine on cushions around the low banquet table (the wenches eat in the scullery).

Hosts Andy and Trudy would primarily attend to the cooking, but would be available to instruct in the use of all 'equipment' - they didn't provide any 'personal' services.

After the meal, the adjacent dungeons are opened where the wenches will further serve m'Lords erectitudes with much carousing, singing and dancing. A full range of instruments of pleasure and pain are available, including whips, ropes, belts, paddles, plugs, gags, pin-wheels and masks. A sex swing, St.Andrew's Cross, whipping stools, chains, shackles, cuffs, spreaders, a cage and a rack are all available to assist in restraining miscreants and ensure submission. (All equipment is disinfected before every party).

A large communal shower is available for cleansing and refreshing at the end of the night.

Tess was getting wet just reading about the experience. She immediately sent an e-mail round to all in their group suggesting they book their next party night at the MBFP dungeon. 

It was school holidays and all their children were away at summer camps (except Tabitha - she thought this would a good opportunity to bring her into the group with her boyfriend 'Big' John). By the end of the day, everyone had agreed, including single Pat, so there would be 9 of them. The Friday night 2 weeks out (which happened to be the 13th) was available and was immediately booked.

The night of the 13th came soon enough and everyone arrived at The Dungeon on time. Tim approached the iron portcullis that barred the door and pulled on the chain to ring the bell. "Halt! Who goes there?" announced Andy. "Sir Timothy and company, squire" replied Tim. There is a rattling of chains as the portcullis is drawn upward. A heavy wooden door swings open revealing a wide staircase leading down into the dungeon. There are shields, swords and banners decorating the way. A sign over the entrance announces, "The stairway to Heaven or Hell - your destination is of your own making!".

"Come hither m'Lords, Ladies and wenches" calls Sir Andy. "M'Lords to the left and Ladies and wenches to the right to your changing rooms".

"Do we actually have any 'Ladies' here" giggles Fanny.

Trudy is in the ladies change chamber indicating the shelves and hangers of bloomers, petticoats, skirts, blouses, waistcoats, hose and shoes. "Underwear is new and are yours to keep" she announces. "These bloomers have no crotch!" calls Emily. "That's to give your Lords easy access" explains Trudy. As Tess pulls on her blouse, she realizes that the elasticized bodice easily pulls down under her bare breasts. "That's more in keeping with the night" she announces to all. Now in fact they had all come bra-less, so they all followed suit with much giggling. The waistcoats of various colours were sufficiently tight and high cut to provide an effective 'push-up' to their busts.

The ladies emerged from their change chamber just as m'Lords came out. A handsome lot they looked in lace frilled shirts and bright coloured coats. The ladies couldn't help but notice there codpieces of various stages of 'fullness'. Tabitha went straight to 'Big' John and fondled his very full codpiece. "No touching yet" he said, slapping her hand away with "That's one!"

Trudy led the wenches off to the scullery to get ready to bring out the prepared hot meal.

Andy led M'Lords to the banqueting table, which was in fact barely 12 inches high. The men reclined on the many cushions around the table, which was already spread with the cold food.

Wenches Teressa and Emily came out with jugs of beer, cider and mead and filled the tankards. Sir Timothy presided over the meal, lifting his tankard and proposing a toast to the hosts, his fellow Lords and the winsome wenches that they would enjoy for dessert!

After time for drinking and nibbles, the wenches brought out turines of pottage, the salver of roasted vegetables and the roast poultry. The merriment was getting under way and there was a degree of slapping, squeezing of boobs and pinching of wench's butts. Sir Timothy took charge of the carving and banquet plates were loaded and the gravy boat passed around.

This gave the wenches some time to have something to eat themselves out in the scullery.

"Wenches! Come hither" shouted Sir Timothy. "Some song and dance!".

Now the girls hadn't expected this. They huddled around and Tess came up with some suggestions. The four eldest wenches (Tabitha was too young to know any of the chosen songs) came out and they sang "St Thomas we honour thee" and "Saltarello" with much high-kicking dancing, showing off their bloomers to each Lord in turn. The Lords were in high spirits, clapping and singing along. Dick grabbed his wench Fanny, pulled her down onto his lap for groping and kissing. There was much back-slapping and encouragement.

The Wenches retired and in 10 minutes served desserts. They than had some time in the scullery for their own dessert.

As the meal wound down, Sir Andy came out banging a gong, announcing, "Let the games begin!". Andy put on some music, and the wenches came out and m'Lords got up, and with much laughter, groping, kissing, butt slapping and changing partners, a reel was danced.

When the music and dancing stopped, Andy turned on the lights in the various alcoves around the banquet hall to reveal the full range of instruments and devices available for their pain or pleasure.

'Big' John was the first to move, grabbing wench Tabitha by the wrist. "You didn't sing for us, wench. That's two!" and took her to the St.Andrew's Cross, where he stripped her clothes off and bound her arms and legs to the arms of the cross. With her legs splayed and butt exposed, he grabbed a whip and proceeded to give her a good welt across each cheek. "That'll teach you to be disrespectfull!". "Yes sir. Thank you sir" Tabitha replied.

"OK! Time for a game of chance" announced Sir Andy, pulling 4 chairs into a circle. "OK m'Lords. Strip off and let's see those erections". "Wooh, hooh" shouted the wenches. "OK wenches, you strip too. Now I'm going to play some music and you are to dance around the circle. When the music stops, you are to try and sit on the erection closest to you. Lady Trudy has some lube to get you all nice and slippery. Lady Trudy will come around and inspect each couple to ensure you are properly impaled. With 5 wenches, one of you will miss out. The Lord on the end will retire with the losing wench to have what ever way he likes with her. The remaining Lords and wenches then play again and repeat until the remaining winning Lord has his way with the two remaining wenches. Have fun every one!". Sir Andy picked up a lute and proceeded to play.

Now as it happened, it was 'Big' John winning, with Tabitha and Pat his wenches of pleasure. Tabitha said to Pat, "I'm sorry you don't have a man of your own. I get to fuck John's fabulous giant cock morning and night, and I saw you eyeing him off. Besides, I've been naughty, so why don't you enjoy this", grabbing and waving John's 8 inches for Pat to inspect. "Oooh, yes!" exclaimed Pat. They retired to one of the fucking benches, where Tabitha lay down, inviting Pat to lie across her, 69 style. "This way we can lick and suck each other whilst John fucks you. I get to lick his cock as he fucks you too. Come on John, what are you waiting for? I know you've been dying to get a piece of this pussy!".

In the other three alcoves, all sorts of mischief was being made. Bossy Tess loved to dominate and had Jack lying face-down across a bench, with arms and legs hand-cuffed to the bench legs. His cock dangled down through a hole in the bench. She had a little harness strapped to his cock and balls with a weight on the end hanging down. Up top she was alternating between paddling his butt, tickling the soles of his feet with a feather, running a pin-wheel up and down his back. She then laid on top of him, rubbing her ample oiled boobs all over his back, then nibbling his ear-lobes, then arms reached around under the narrow bench to tug his erection. His body was in sensory over-load.

Next along, Dick and Emily were not much into pain of bondage. They had found a fucking swing. Emily was in the lower harness with arms and legs in their stirrups spread wide. Dick climbed into the upper harness, face down, with his cock implanted into Em's hot wet cunt. He manipulated the swing with the support ropes, so that as they swung backwards and forwards, his body slid up and down over Em as the cock and pussy slid in and out. The swinging motion really heightened the sensuality of their coupling, when an enormous orgasm spread through her and her body bucked up and down under Dick. This sent the swing into wild gyrations and it triggered more and more orgasms, till Dick came himself. Exhausted, they lay together, still coupled, whilst the swing slowed down to a gentle rocking motion.

Fanny was more adventurous and wanted Jack to try some clamps on her. He had her spread-eagled and tied with ropes to loops on the wall. He had then wrapped the rope around her chest, binding her breasts so that they didn't sag or bounce. He tied a gag around her head with a ball stuck in her mouth. He then found some small clamps on chains which he clipped onto her nipples. The clips on the other end of the chain, he gently clipped to each of her outer labia - unlike Emily, she had rather large, 'outer' labia, a bit like Tess. Jack proceeded to lick around Fanny's oriole then down her body till he found her engorged clit. With all the attention, Fanny had felt her pussy juices leaking out and her clit was getting quite aroused. Jack gently spread her clipped outer labia and licked her inner petals, then up her slit to lick and suck her clit. Her body was squirming in response, but each move tugged on her nipples and labia a bit more. Jack knelt down so his tongue could slide over her urethra and slide into her vag which was starting to gape. Her body was bucking some more, when he slid two fingers in and his finger tips found the spongy area of her G-spot. This really tipped Fanny over the edge, and with a violent buck, her vagina squeezed his fingers out and she let out a massive squirt. There was pain in her nipples and labia, but she didn't care, the pleasure of her orgasm overwhelmed her. She wanted to scream, but the gag prevented her. Jack's fingers invaded her again and she squirted again, bigger than previously. Jack was prepared this time and had his mouth clamped over her vulva to swallow her load of squirt. They repeated squirting two or three more times, before Fanny sagged forward in her rope harness, totally exhausted. Jack sat back in the chair opposite Fanny, and proceeded to get his own orgasmic release, squirting a stream of hot cum across Fanny's fanny. Then he too slumped for a few minutes petit morte.

In the next 5-10 minutes, all 9 weary Lords and wenches untied themselves and made their way to the communal shower room. There were happy faces, hugs and back slapping as they helped each other soap and wash off. But there was no sexual energy left.

Dressed, with bags of used bloomers in hand, they bid their hosts good-night with grateful thanks and hugs.

Each couple returned to their own homes and beds, where for some, play-sex was replaced by love-making. For others sore nipples and aching muscles were laved with salve. Other simply collapsed into a deep sleep. Even single Pat was quite happy going home alone, where she has sweet dreams of 'Big' John. "OMG" she thought, "If John is only 19, does that make me a Cougar?". She smiled to herself and fell sleep.

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Birthday Surprise

In part 9 of Emily and Jack's sexual renewal, we take a slight detour with Tabitha the Teaser for her 18th birthday.

It was the day of the planned party night at Fanny and Dick's, and Tabitha was pestering Tess about allowing her to go because it was her 18th birthday. But Tess wasn't going to give in, saying "Look Tess, I know I've brought you up in a very sexually liberated environment, but these parties are for adult couples only, so it just wouldn't be appropriate for you to come. And that's final!".

Tabitha pouted and stalked off, but was intercepted by her phone ringing. "Hi hon!" - it was Tabitha's boyfriend Greg. "I've booked dinner and a show tonight for your birthday, then we'll stay over in this great city hotel. Not too dressy though!".

"Thank goodness. Tess and Tim are going out tonight and I was about to ring you. Pick me up at 6, OK?"

Greg arrived just on 6 and met Tess and Tim going out the door. "Hi Mrs T!".

Tabitha was still getting dressed. She pulled on a red crotchless thong - like all good girl guides, she liked to Be Prepared! These were covered (?) with a frilled micro-mini black skirt, then topped with a black zip-front bandeau (still prepared). She pulled the zip down as low as it would go without coming undone. Despite her age, Tabitha, like her mother, was well endowed and loved to show them off to the world. She finished with red heels and bright red lipstick - she loved the trashy look.

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They headed off and Greg drove to a rather less salubrious part of town, where they stopped at a ristaurante. They had a nice linguine and pinot grigio, but they didn't stay too long eating as this wasn't the primary reason for their night out.

Just a hundred yards away, down a lane-way, there was a nondescript door in the wall with a neon sign over it, "Show with no name". The broken neon flashed and Tabitha saw briefly that it was in fact "Show with no shame". 

Greg pushed the door open and they went in. The cashier looked at Tabitha and asked for ID. She showed her her drivers licence - the cashier, seeing it was her birthday, said "Have fun girly. This one's on us". Greg paid his cover charge. They went through a black curtain and Tabitha realised that it was in fact a porn theatre. 

As their eyes adjusted to the darkness, Tabitha saw that there was more action in the audience than on the screen. There must have been 4 or 5 women of various shapes and sizes, mostly in their 20s or 30s she guessed, all in various stages of disrobe. There must have been 20-30 men of all ages, from young teens like herself, probably just discovering their sex life, middle aged, probably married, through to some wrinklies. Most of the action was in the front 2 rows and on the small stage in front of the screen. With all the action, it was impossible to say who had partners and who were single. There were also some couples making out in the back row. It looked like Tabitha was the youngest there.

Tabitha grabbed Greg's head, kissed him and said "Thank you for this. I'm looking forward to some fun. Come on!". She pushed Greg onto a spare front row seat and started to give him a lap dance. She released her breasts and pushed his face between them. She felt hands on her butt. Greg was sucking her nipples now. A light came on and she realised that some guy was kneeling behind her with his phone light on, having a good up-skirt. Someone in the second row leaned over and kissed her on the lips. More hands reached out to caress her back, her waist, her hair and someone even reached around to fondle her breasts under Greg's sucking mouth. She felt a pair of fingers spread the opening in her thong and caressing her pussy. She wriggled her bum back to give him better access. She felt her cunt flooding and the fingers quickly slipped in. Fuck, she was getting so horny.

Greg pulled her up and the poor fellow behind slipped out and fell back. "Let me get you organised" said Greg. Tabitha stepped back over the bodies and started doing an erotic dance to the music of the movie. With much twerking and pelvic thrusting, she quickly finished unzipping her top and threw it to one side. Her skirt quickly followed. She put her red heel on the crotch of a guy in the front row and gave him a good eye-full of her finger sliding through her labia folds and in and out of her cunt, then to her mouth where she stuck her tongue out to lick her fingers with long strokes. Her target had his cock out and stroking it in time with her finger licking tongue.

The poor guy's partner was sitting next to him and took his cock in hand and said, "Go on Hon. I know you'd love to fuck this trashy teen, wouldn't you?". There were observers on both sides and lots of hands all over her body. A chant went up from the crowd, "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!".

Greg stepped forward and took control. "OK guys, one at a time. You'll all get your turn". He pulled a large box of condoms from his pocket and a tube of lube, and suited up the first guy. Tabitha turned around, Greg applied a little lube - she was so wet she hardly needed it, then she backed onto her first victim sliding on him to the hilt. His partner was squeezing his balls whilst she kissed him. He hardly lasted 30 seconds.

"OK. Who's next?" called Greg. A dozen hands went up.

Tabitha moved to the low stage and knelt. The next fucker stepped forward for Greg to suit him up. Another presented his enormous shlong to her mouth for sucking whilst #2 thrust into her. Encouraging hands were on his butt and Tabitha's butt, pushing them in and out of each other, shouting "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" in time with their movement. An older women stepped forward, grabbed the John by the shoulder and pulled him out, saying "Come on Fred! Leave some for me!".

Tabitha signaled to Greg and whispered in his ear. Greg called for #3 and got him to lie on his back. Having suited him up, he lubed Tabith's arse and she squatted over him in reverse cow-girl, gently sliding him in, then lay back on top of him. Greg called for #4, prepared him and he slipped right into her wet waiting cunt. #5 and #6 presented cocks to Tabitha who slurped  and deep throated them alternately. #7 and #8 come either side and Tabitha grabbed their cocks. #3 & #4 had got into a rhythm and Tabitha's body rocked backwards and forwards, having her three holes plundered alternately. Other hands were squeezing her boobs and slapping her butt. Camera flashes indicated the event was being recorded for posterity.

With the plunderers eventually spent, they all climbed off and were replaced by #9 to #14. Tabitha had been orgasming almost continuously and after about 30 minutes was limp and exhausted. Greg called "Time!" and took Tabitha into his arms. After all the excitement with Tabitha, the action in the rest of the room was quite muted.

The movie finished and the house lights came up. People started getting dressed and cleaning up. As Greg and Tabitha walked to the exit, who should step out of the back row but Tess and Tim, with Fanny, Dick, Emily and Jack. "Surprise! Happy birthday darling!". 

"What are you doing here?" exclaimed Tabitha.

"I arranged this little surprise with Greg. Did you have a good time? That was some show you put on. Sweet eighteen and never been sixed! Even I haven't had 6 cocks at once!".

"So you had your little adults-only party in the back row, did you?".

"Now, now, darling! As you've seen, it's quite possible to have a sex party and a birthday party combined! Come on, let's all go to supper and have some champagne and birthday cake, then you two can go off to your hotel for some one-on-one!".

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Pin the Tail on the Ass Tag Teams

Part 7 of Jack and Emily's journey of sexual renewal. Catch up at:-

1. Masturbatorium - Jack's sperm donations;
2. Inseminatorium - a 'natural' service business;
3. Out of Office Service - Sandy's lust sated;
4. The Sex Counselor's Class - From vanilla to strawberries and cream
5. The Play Date - Friends with benefits
6. The Pool Party

Sure enough, on the Monday following the pool party, Emily receives an e-mail from Tess inviting she and Jack to a 'Tag Team' night at her house on Friday. 

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It was to be a 'fun' night, so they are to wear some sort of sexy fancy dress costume, mask or hat. Tess is going to introduce them to Fanny and Dick, another couple in their circle - nibbles and drinks kick off at 7pm. The change from Wednesday to Friday is to allow the kids to have a pajama party with no school next day. Tess asks if they would mind if her children come to Em's house for the evening and their 17 year old Tabitha would 'sit' them. "Just to clarify" Tess wrote, "our little group has some basic rules.  We meet for group sexy fun - there is no 'partner swapping' as such, and at the end of the night we go home with our own partners, for the sake of the children. We use a 'safe word' of 'Red light' if there is something you don't like, or a double tap on the other person's shoulder".

Emily immediately replies with a "Can't wait!".

On Friday, Emily has the children fed, showered and dressed for bed early. Tabitha arrives with her brother and sister about 6. Once she has been shown where everything is, Emily and Jack drive over to Tess and Tim's. Jack and Emily have dressed in leathers and Em looks the quintessential 'biker's moll'.

Tim answers the door dressed in a Tarzan loin cloth. Tess calls out "Hi", flouncing around in a skimpy leopard print 'dress' - well 'dress' is a bit of an exaggeration - it is a piece of cloth draped over one shoulder, leaving the opposite breast exposed and hung down the front and back, barely covering her butt. A simple cord cinches it to her slim waist.

It is just a minute or two later and the door bell rings again. Tess brings in Fanny and Dick and introduces them. Fanny is dressed in tight white leather short-shorts, a pink fluro crop-top and she towers on 6" perspex platform shoes. Dick, with sleeveless leather top over his bare hairy chest, is sporting heavy gold bling, looking perfectly like her pimp.

Tess arranges everyone seated around the lounge, separating each from their partner. After hor dourves and a couple of glasses of champagne, Tess rings a bell and announces "Let the games begin".

"OK girls. Time to get commando, if you're not already. We are going to play 'pin the tale on the ass'". Tess produces two bowls with the three names of the girls in one and the guy's names in the other. She then comes out with three blind-folds and three fox tails on butt plugs and a large tube of lube. She draws the first guy's name out, Dick, and he is duly blind-folded and given the first tail with the plug well lubed. The first girl's name drawn is her own, so Tess flicks her 'dress' up and assumes the position and Em lubes her up. The others twirl Dick round and round, and then with much jeering, yahooing and encouragement, Dick feels his way around, fondling bodies, breasts and butts until he finds Tess's naked arse, then with exploring fingers, 'pins the tail on the ass', with much cheering.

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The game is repeated twice more till all foxy ladies are appropriately tailed.

With three glasses of champagne downed, the ladies retire to the bathroom. "I have never understood women" says Tim. "They always seem to turn going for a piss into a social event!". The other two agree with a half tipsy giggle.

Meanwhile, in the bathroom, Tess presides over the proceedings. "OK girls, we are playing Tag Team next. But we are going to trick the guys. We all have to remove make-up and wash off perfume. I have a different bottle of perfume that we will all wear. Then I have three wigs, blond, black and brunette, the same as our natural hair, but we are each going to wear a different colour from our natural hair. OK, now lets strip off, keep your tail on and get ready".

The girls sashay back into the lounge, swinging their boobs and twerking their fox tails, to much cheering and clapping from the guys. The men start stripping themselves without further encouragement.

"Right O guys. We are going to play Tag Team next, but I'm afraid you are the ones being tagged" announces Tess. Pulling out three padded ottomans, Tess directs the men to finish stripping and to sit down. "Right girls. Blind-fold these fuckers. Now lie them back and use these cords to tie their hand to the legs". The men are now lying on their backs over the ottomans with their heads hanging over one end and their legs over the other, with rising erections on prominent display.

"OK girls. I've got a timer here and we are going to have three minutes on each guy in turn, switching to the next man on the bell. We'll start off sucking those nice cocks I see rising to the occasion. Then we'll switch ends and sit on their faces to see if they are as good suckers and lickers as they are fuckers. Then we'll do the round again for some more clitoral attention whilst we suck them off 69 style. Finally, we will fuck these poor aching twitching cocks, three minutes each, repeating the circle until one of them comes."

"Now girls, I want you to call out the counts as you reach each orgasm. There is a prize for the first to orgasm and a prize for the most orgasms. For you guys, there is a prize for the guy that lasts the longest before cumming."

Tess sets the timer for the first round and announces "Let the game begin".

Two minutes into the first sitting of cunnilingus, Fanny shouts "That's one" whilst her body shakes and her thighs clamp around poor Jack's head. On their second guy, Tess and Em call "One" and Fanny calls "Two" and "Three". On their third sitting,  Tess calls three more and Fanny two more. Emily is struggling to climb the peak again. In the 69 round, all three girls have three more orgasms each.

Under 69, poor Dick is struggling to hold back. He holds his breath, stiffening his legs and reciting football scores in his head to take his mind off what is happening. The switch of partner gives him a few seconds each time to back off.

In the fucking round, despite the prize incentive, all three guys can't help but to thrust back. All three just manage to pass the six minute mark. With his third partner, Tim thrusts and twists in Fanny's cunt (though neither know who the other is) until he hits her g-spot. Fanny orgasms again with a massive vaginal orgasm, her whole body shaking and her cunt clamping tightly around Tim, sucking and sucking, until he can't resist and explodes into her. As Fanny's orgasm subsides, she breathlessly whispers "That's six I think". She falls forward onto Tim's chest, their heated perspiration intermingling. Her cunt still holds Tim's slowly deflating erection in, when there is a small twitching orgasm. She giggles, saying "Seven". In the remaining two minutes she claims "Eight" and "Nine".

"Oh bugger" exclaims Tim, "I just couldn't hold out any longer".

On the final bell, the girls lean forward removing their man's blind-fold and kissing them passionately, with a "Thank you".

The girls get up and undo the men's tied hands. Tim and Fanny embrace and kiss passionately. But Dick and Jack still have raging unsatisfied erections. With a glance at each other, they each push their woman forward over a chair and with a flick of their fox tails to one side, plunge their aching hardness into the waiting red hot wet cunts and finish what the girls had started, with Jack lasting longest by about one second.

All totally exhausted, they collapse onto the settees to cool off and to catch their breath. After a couple of minutes, Tim announces, "OK guys. Dinner's not finished till we've eaten dessert". So they all immediately drop to their knees in front of their last partner and lick those creamy pussies clean.

Finally, Tess gets up and brings in glasses of iced water.

Recuperated, they get chatting and congratulating Tess on an excellent games night. Tess then brings out three packages and presents Fanny with prizes for the first and most orgasms, and Jack for lasting the longest. As a consolation prize, Tess brings out a little medallion hanging on a loop of ribbon, which she hangs over Tim's cock. There is much whooping, clapping and slapping Tim on the back.

Unfortunately, Tim and Tess only have a double shower, so the couples go off to shower in pairs, each with their final partner. In their semi-drunken state and the girls wigs, the guys still aren't quite sure who they are with. In the bathroom, Fanny removes her wig and fox tail, and Tim says, "So it's you. You were awesome". In the shower, having washed each other down, Fanny says "You were pretty awesome yourself. Come here!" and pushes Tim's head down to her groin, thrusting her pussy into his face where he licks and sucks until she comes again, "Oh thank you! That's ten. A perfect ending to a perfect evening!" exclaims Fanny.

As they dry off, Emily and Dick came into to shower, then Tess and Jack. 

All dried, Tess tells them "You can all wear your fox tails home too". With fox tails reinserted, they all collect their gear putting on just sufficient clothes to be semi-respectable for their drives home. Back with their respective partners as they head to the door, Fanny turns around and says "Our place next month?".

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The Pool Party

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