Bab 3149: PRETTY PLEASE
Tim would have bet money that he had the most unusual family. But recently his new fiancé Kayla had made him realize that those odds weren't as good as he'd thought.
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Kayla cleared her throat. "So, babe ... there are ... some things I think I should tell you about my family."
Tim glanced briefly at his new fiancé as he drove. "We're twenty minutes from their door. You're bringing this up now?"
Kayla smiled abashedly. "Well yeah. It's kinda hard to talk about. So, I've been ... procrastinating."
Tim frowned. "All right, I'm listening."
She rubbed her arm absently. "So, umm ... my family is wealthy."
He glanced at her again. "Well, I sort of figured that. We're driving to Cocoa Beach. You can't buy a sandcastle there for less than a half-million."
Her voice took on an irritated edge. "You looked that up?"
Tim frowned deeply. "As you know, my family has lived here in Florida, between tours, for my whole life. So, you'll forgive this southern yokel, for knowing about where he lives," he said tersely.
She sighed. "I'm sorry. It's just that ... well ... they aren't just wealthy. They are incredibly, stupidly, absurdly wealthy."
Tim threw on his directional, pulled into a gas station, and rolled up to a gas pump. After starting the pump, he sat back down behind the wheel and looked at his lovely fiancé. For the ten thousandth time, he was struck by her beauty. Her straight black hair shone in the sunlight.
"Okay, let's hear it."
Kayla squirmed in her seat. "My grandfather was a successful businessman. He started a construction company and did very well. Dad followed in his footsteps, building the business, and investing heavily in east coast real estate."
Tim whistled. Forty years ago, the land was cheap in Florida. But not today.
She looked down at the floorboards. "I didn't tell you because ..."
Tim held up his hand. "Nope, no need to explain. How would you know if my feelings for you are real, or just an act to get a wealthy wife, right?"
When she looked at him there were tears in her eyes. She put her hand gently on his forearm. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I know you love me. I know it."
He couldn't help feeling a bit hurt, but he did understand. Seeing it from her perspective, it would be a constant doubt in her mind. He leaned over and kissed her tenderly. The gas pump handle clicked shut.
Tim secured the pump and got back in. "So how did you go from that life to being an orthopedic nurse with RB?"
Kayla shrugged. "Mom and Dad raised Coral and me so that we knew that they weren't raising a couple of useless rich bitches like the Hiltons. We had to get educated and get jobs, move out on our own, and become useful people. Our trust funds don't kick in until we're forty-five. Grandpa did the same thing with Dad and my Aunt Lori."
Tim was impressed. That was a very blue-collar mentality. As Tim pulled his used Toyota out of the gas station, he smiled. "So, anything else I should know about your folks?" In the year he'd known Kayla, she'd been remarkably close-mouthed about her parents. All he knew was that they lived on the east coast and were in real estate. He'd proposed two weeks ago with his family around but hadn't yet met hers.
Kayla took a big breath before replying. "Umm ... yeah. My parents, they're umm ... nudists."
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Tim's parents were the most unlikely pair. His mother was an acrobat and tumbler from Romania. Tim had inherited her lovely Mediterranean skin tone and dark hair. His father was a juggler and clown from Texas. They met and fell in love under the lights and excitement of the Ringling Brothers and Barnum & Bailey Circus. Tim was raised there, traveling with his parents and wintering in Sarasota, Florida with the rest of their extended circus family.
Like all the circus kids he'd been mostly home-schooled with support from Ringling Brothers, including tutors and equipment like PCs and textbooks. He'd completed his education at sixteen. His parents had trained him to a limited degree in both of their specializations and though he'd enjoyed clowning and tumbling, they weren't really his thing. At the age of sixteen, he was working as a roustabout, helping set up the three rings and everything above them. He helped wrangle the animals, helped the clowns suit up, and helped in any way he could. He loved circus life.
Surrounded by so much cultural diversity he picked up a working knowledge of Russian, Spanish, German, and a bit of Mandarin, on top of his mother's native Romanian which he spoke fluently. It all just came naturally to him. He turned eighteen in early 2017 and shortly thereafter lost his virginity to a beautiful Chinese contortionist, who spoke about ten words of English. She'd taught him so much that night, in positions that defied the Kama Sutra. It turned out that two English words she knew well were "fuck" and "good".
Later that year, life changed drastically for the troupe. Low attendance combined with animal rights protests had the company in dire straits. Ringling Bros. performed its last show in New York City. Afterward, the troupe returned to their winter quarters to lick their wounds.
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"We're not done, Tim," Jack the talent manager, assured him and his parents. "The company has plans to roll out a brand-new show in about five years. Without animals. Just extraordinary people like your parents." Tim's mom had long since stopped performing and had become the head trainer for all the Ringling acrobats.
Jack looked him in the eye. "We're going to find work for your mom and pop and you ... we'd like to send you to college. We're going to be scouting the entire world looking for amazing people. We're going to need someone who can teach them fluent English. With your already impressive language skills, we'd like that person to be you. You're family."
Tim hadn't given much thought to a college education.
Jack laughed. "I'm told there is already a young Chinese woman whose English has remarkably improved due to your tutelage."
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Four years later Tim returned to the troupe with an AA in English, a BA in creative writing, a CELTA certificate for teaching English as a second language, and fluent in American Sign language thanks to a lovely blonde he'd dated his junior year.
Four years of scouting had been wildly successful, and the training grounds were full of new people and their families. New trailers dotted the grounds. Tim had more work than he could handle.
One day, he was carrying one of his mother's tumblers to the medics for a sprained ankle, when he first laid eyes on Kayla. The dark-haired young woman spotted them coming into the clinic and her look of concern turned to a delighted smile when she noticed Tim. Their instant mutual attraction hadn't taken long to become something much, much deeper.
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"Nudists?" Tim said incredulously.
Kayla giggled. "Yep."
Tim's mouth gaped. "How long has this been going on?"
She smiled. "All our lives. Coral and I grew up that way."
Tim frowned. That explained Kayla's penchant for wandering their apartment nude most of the time. It drove him crazy. "Will they be ... umm?"
"Nude when we get there? No, they will be clothed when we arrive. They know you aren't used to the lifestyle."
Tim breathed a sigh of relief. "We're staying for a week. Will we be expected to ...?"
She giggled. "To get with the program? Yes. Definitely."
"Whoa boy," he whispered under his breath. He'd gotten used to Kayla finishing his questions for him.
"C'mon, it won't be that bad. You do it just fine with me at home," she said with a lascivious grin.
"Ugh. You like it when I walk around with a hard-on. I doubt your mother will."
He was so caught up in his thoughts, he completely missed that she didn't reply.
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Tim's heart was in his throat when the front door opened. The house was a modern masterpiece of architecture built to withstand hurricanes and look great doing it. He could hear the surf on the beach side of the house and could smell the sea. The front of the house was surrounded by an ornate wrought iron fence. Towards the rear of the home, it turned into an eight-foot stucco wall for privacy.
A tall, lean, and tanned, older man clad only in a blue Speedo, opened the door. His wide smile was genuine and welcoming.
"Daddy!" Kayla rushed past Tim, leaping into her father's arms.
The man swept her into his arms and spun her around in a circle. Tim stepped into the home.
"Kayla, sweetie!"
Tim looked past his fiancé and her father, and his breath caught in his throat.
Years ago, his father had told him, "Boy, if you want to know what your wife is going to look like at fifty, then take a hard look at her mother and aunts."
When Tim laid eyes on his future mother-in-law, he knew he'd hit the jackpot. Kayla was five foot seven and curvy enough to turn heads wherever they went. Her mother was all that and a bag of chips, so to speak. Her frame was more Rubenesque than Kayla, slightly shorter, with lovely big breasts at least two sizes bigger than her daughter's, perhaps more. Her hourglass frame was nicely tanned, and her generous curves were barely covered in a red thong bikini.
"Ah hell," Tim thought. "Clothed when we arrive, my ass."
Kayla rushed to embrace her mother.
She turned to Tim. "Mom, Dad, I'd like you to meet Tim. Or Timotei as his beautiful mother calls him. Tim, these are my parents, Mark and Catherine.
Mark extended a big hand. "Really glad to finally meet you. She's been gushing about you for so long. I'm sorry it took so long to get you kids out here.
Tim used one of his favorite jokes, "Well it's a real circus back home."
Mark laughed and it was genuine. Tim smiled. Catharine stepped from her daughter's arms and approached Tim with her arms wide. "We've been so looking forward to meeting you. We hope you'll be comfortable here."
Tim did the best he could to ignore the feeling of her big tits pressing into his body as she embraced him. "Call me Cookie, sweetheart. Everyone does." As he pulled back to smile at the beautiful dark-haired woman, he spotted her earrings. His gut clenched up.
He tried not to let his unease show. "Thanks for having us, Cookie. You have a lovely home."
She held him at arm's length and smiled brightly at him, before glancing back at her daughter. "Can you imagine, she's twenty-four years old and only now brings us her fella?"
Tim saw his fiancé frown. "Well, she was waiting for the right one," Tim said with a grin.
Cookie embraced him again with a bright laugh. "I'm sure you're right. I love a confident man."
She turned and stepped toward her daughter. "Honey, guess what? Coral and AJ will be here on Monday, and she has a surprise!" Kayla brightened and the two women walked off into the kitchen together.
Mark clapped him on the shoulder. "C'mon, let's get your bags out to Granny's apartment.
Granny's apartment turned out to be a separate one-bedroom in-law suite connected to the back of the house by a covered walkway. A door in the sunroom led out to it. As Mark told it, it had been built for his mom, but she hadn't lived very long after moving in. So, it became a guest suite.
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Tim turned to Kayla with a frown as they unpacked. "You didn't tell me everything, did you, Dragă mea? You left out a couple of very important little factoids, didn't you?"
She flinched. Dragă mea was a Romanian term of endearment that meant darling. Ordinarily, she loved it when he called her that. "You saw her earrings?"
"Well yeah babe, she hugged me twice. Hard to miss them." He'd nearly passed out when he'd seen Cookie's gold upside-down pineapple earrings. "You haven't traveled with the troupe yet, but when you do you will find a few trailers with magnetic pineapple decals. Your parents are nudists and swingers."
She nodded glumly.
"And you really should have mentioned that your mother is a complete fox. I was expecting a greying housewife with a mom-bod."
Kayla's head snapped up in surprise.
He continued, "A total babe that very shortly will be walking around this house in nothing but those earrings and I'm going to be expected to walk around naked as if it's just another Saturday."
"I'm sorry. I just didn't know how to say it so that it wouldn't freak you out."
"Listen, I'm no prude. You know that," he said calmly.
She nodded. It was true. Sexually speaking they were perfectly simpatico.
"It wouldn't have freaked me out, I don't judge people. It's just that I would have liked some processing time. That's all." In truth, his biggest concern now was being able to be around Cookie without imagining her bent over the end of the couch, and him sporting a boner the whole time.
Kayla sighed. "Listen. I grew up this way. It is expected that you are going to get an erection, at first. Trust me, no one is going to pay any mind at all. They are used to it. After a couple of hours, you'll get used to it and it won't be an issue after that. You'll see."
She stepped back and looked at him appreciatively. At five foot ten, he had a wonderful stocky frame, with broad shoulders and thick arms. "C'mon, you literally grew up surrounded by beautiful women dressed in tights, body suits, and leotards. You got used to that, right?"
Tim shrugged and nodded.
She walked up to him and kissed his jaw. "Besides, I think that if can keep your balls empty, you might have less of an issue." Kayla's right hand slid down to his crotch and unsnapped his cargo pants.
He gasped as her delicate hand slid into his shorts and caressed his hardening cock. She gazed up into his dark brown eyes.
"Do you think that would help you, iubițel?" Kayla purred in his ear. Iubițel meant lover in Romanian.
Tim looked down and kissed her roughly. When she broke the kiss and began to slide down his body, he shivered in delight. Kayla smiled when his cock sprang into view. She stroked it, lovingly. She loved everything about it. It was the perfect size and thickness and it fit wonderfully, everywhere. One of her favorite things to do was to get it very wet in her mouth and then have him slide into her in one stroke. Her own wetness combined with her saliva and his precum allowed him to slide in perfectly. To go from empty to filled suddenly, sometimes brought on an orgasm in an instant.
Tim moaned deeply as his beautiful fiancé took his cock into her mouth. His hands instinctively curled into her black hair. Her hand slid around his taut buttocks pulling his body hard into her. His head tipped back, and his mouth gaped.
The lovely Chinese contortionist had been his first but not his last lover. He'd known women in college but had kept a strictly hands-off approach since he'd returned to the troupe. Until Kayla.
"Oh, fuck babe, that feels incredible."
Kayla hummed deep in her throat. As she settled on her knees, Tim leaned back onto the bed, bringing his cock to a comfortable height for her. She used her hands, spreading her saliva and his precum all over his shaft.
She looked up and smiled wickedly before pulling her top off and unhooking her bra, letting her full breasts fall provocatively. "Are you going to give me a mouthful, baby? And you gonna spray it down my throat?"
Tim shuddered. He LOVED it when she spoke like a slut when they were fucking. "Yes," he growled. "I'm gonna paint your tonsils with my cum." He pulled her back onto his cock roughly.
Kayla went wild on his cock. Slamming her head down over and over until his cock head smacked into the back of her throat causing her to gag and cough. But she never stopped, never let up.
After several heavenly minutes, Tim groaned. "Oh God, baby! I'm gonna cum!" He held her head still and fucked her mouth, stopping just before the gaging point. Her tongue slathered all over the bottom of his cock. She whined, waiting impatiently for his seed.
"Oh Kay-laaaa!" he roared as he fired his creamy load into her waiting mouth. She stroked his cock with her hands, milking every drop onto her waiting tongue. When she was sure she had it all, she looked up into his eyes and smiled as she swallowed his load.
Tim reached down and grabbed his woman's shoulders and helped her up to her feet. He kissed her passionately, wildly. Tim sank to his knees and began to devour her full tits.
After a minute or so, she pushed him back gently. "Whoa there, tiger." Tonight, I'll be your happy little cumslut. But now I'd like to go spend time with my folks."
Tim stood, breathing heavily. "I'll be looking forward to it."
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The couple shared sexy smiles and more kisses while they dressed. He watched her put on a tiny yellow bikini with a deep yearning in his eyes. How he loved and lusted for this woman. She made his soul burn; unlike any other woman he'd ever known. Her womanly figure was so different and enticing. He could never get enough.
"Here, I bought these for you," Kayla smiled as she handed him a black Speedo.
"You're serious?" Tim replied doubtfully.
"Yes. Put them on. It will help you get more comfortable around my folks because like it or not, tomorrow the clothes come off."
He rolled his eyes. "Ugh. This has turned into a nightmare."
She watched approvingly as he slid the tiny swimsuit on. Tim's work in the circus had kept him in terrific shape. He admitted that he'd gotten soft while away at school, but his mother Alina got him quickly back in shape. She insisted that he work out with her acrobats whenever he had the opportunity. "We cannot have you walking around like the rest of these soft American slobi, can we?" She took the obesity problem in the U.S. very seriously.
Tim spied himself in a dressing mirror. "Oh hell. Look at my tan lines. It looks like I'm wearing white shorts under the Speedo."
To her credit, Kayla didn't even crack a smile. "Don't worry about that. We have all week to get some sun on those buns."
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Tim was very self-conscious when they walked through the back door into the sunroom. They walked into the kitchen together where her folks were preparing supper.
"There they are," Mark said as they walked in. "Hey, you guys look great."
Kayla smiled and gave her father a kiss on his lips.
Tim blushed a bit. "Thanks. You can thank my ..." Tim's voice faltered a bit when he saw Cookie visibly admiring his body, with a sly smile. "Drill sergeant of a mother. She keeps us all performance ready."
Cookie came around the island counter. "I'm looking forward to meeting your folks. Do you think they'll be put off by our lifestyle?"
"I ah ... I'm not ... sure. Tim said frankly. "Mom is very proud of her body, and I doubt she'd mind very much, but Dad, he's a bit more modest. Mom keeps him in good shape, but he doesn't even like to take his shirt off around other ladies in the troupe." His dad, Cort, had grown up on a Texas cattle ranch, six hundred miles from the nearest beach. "I'm sure Mom could talk him into it, though."
Cookie smiled and glanced at her husband. "Yes, we usually can."Dinner was prepared to be transportable and easy to eat. The two couples packed the picnic basket and walked it and some chairs down to the beach. Tim had been all over Florida and was amazed to see waves big enough that you could ride on a surfboard.
He looked at his fiancé. "Do you have surfboards?"
Kayla nodded, her mouth full of shrimp salad. She swallowed and smiled. "Do you surf?"
Tim laughed. 'No, but I've seen Point Break fifteen times. I'd love to give it a try."
She nodded. "Maybe tomorrow, okay?"
They spent that evening chatting happily. Talking about their relationship and wedding plans, life with the circus. Tim was very careful to make sure he focused on Cookie's face. Twice he'd let his attention wander to her ample curves and had to cover himself with his plate as he felt his cock begin to stiffen.
They talked until the sun began to set and the mosquitoes came out in squadrons. They hastily packed things up and headed for the climate-controlled safety of the house.
Back in the kitchen, Cookie looked at her daughter and said loud enough for him to hear, "Will Tim be okay tomorrow?" It took Tim a moment to catch on, then he remembered. Tomorrow the tiny bathing suits would be gone.
Kayla smiled. "I think he should be okay after a while. I plan to fuck his brains out first thing in the morning, so his cock should behave itself."
Tim choked on the soda he was drinking. Everyone smiled as he recovered. He wasn't used to hearing such talk out in the open. Especially around family. But this was clearly no ordinary family. Seeing Kayla and her mother so close together he was struck by the comparison. Kayla had inherited her mother's dark hair and eyes. Curls in Cookie's case, straight and lustrous in Kayla's. She'd also inherited her mother's obvious good looks, but she was leaner, and a little taller, more like her dad. But the curves remained. Tim felt himself begin to get hard again and turned from the group.
"No promises."
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That evening, Tim stepped into the big bathroom in Granny's apartment. He inhaled sharply when he saw his woman in the tub. She'd shaved her legs and at that moment was sitting on the side of the tub beginning to shave her pussy as well.
"Wow, when you get naked, you really get naked." He glared at her hungrily. Up till now she'd always just kept things trimmed down there.
She looked at him slyly. "Do you like it Dragă mea?"
Tim nodded briskly. "Da, iubirea mea."
She held up her trimmer. "You're next." Tim stepped into the tub and sat opposite her on the edge of the garden tub. He took the trimmer from her hand.
"I'll get as close as possible with these, but razors around my balls give me the heebie-jeebies."
She laughed. "That will be just fine, baby."
The body trimmer made quick work of Tim's pubes and then he watched Layla's efforts utterly rapt. She had the most beautiful inner pussy lips that lay like two perfect flower petals, with her slit visible between them. When she was done, she rinsed the tub and washed her pussy with soap and water, and then Tim as well. She held his gaze the whole time she was washing him. She smiled appreciatively as Tim's manhood became hard for her. She sat back where she'd been and spread her legs wantonly.
She looked into her fiancé's eyes as her hand spread her pussy lips erotically. "Do you think it's kissable? If you want to try you should do it now, cuz I'm going to use a lotion that probably won't taste very good."
Like a supplicant in a temple, Tim sank to his knees and leaned his face over her bare vulva.
"Oh ... fuck," She moaned as his tongue slid into her pussy. She tilted her hips up to improve his angle.
Kayla laid her head back as her handsome man began sliding his tongue into her. He was very methodical in his approach to pleasing her orally, something she'd never failed to appreciate. While his tongue worked, his fingers would lovingly caress her outer labia. When her breathing picked up, he'd roll his tongue hard into her with his nose mashed into her clitoris. By the time his fingers entered her, and his tongue began its work on her clit, she was usually near crazed with pleasure. But tonight, she was confident that she wouldn't be able to cum. Tonight, she had a gut full of fear and worry and it was hard to relax and enjoy the moment.
She gently pushed him back with a seductive smile. She glanced down at his cock to find it hard enough to chisel stone. "You've been so good today. But I know you are pretty worked up, aren't you?"
She giggled as she stepped out of the tub, much to her fiancé's chagrin. She quickly toweled off her legs. Tim dexterously stepped from the big tub. He moved very deliberately, like an animal. It always made her pulse race.
Kayla stepped into her man's arms and ran her hands down his chest. "You've been trying so hard to not stare at my mother's huge tits and her big, beautiful ass, haven't you?"
Tim met her eyes and nodded shyly.
"Of course, you have, you wouldn't be human if you didn't imagine yourself touching her." She stepped away and turned towards the sink, maintaining eye contact in the mirror. "I do it myself." Kayla grabbed the edge of the sink and thrust her hips back at him.
"C'mon handsome, come give me all of that stress, all of that need," she wiggled her ass at him. "Fuck me, baby. Fuck me like you want to fuck her."
Tim's mind was a whirlwind. Kayla had told him that she'd been with women before, but to hear her talk of her own mother with such desire, made his mind spin. Her bare pussy gleamed enticingly, and he slipped into the moment. He stepped between her legs and roughly grabbed the two perfect lobes of her ass. "You want to get fucked huh?"
She flexed her hips and locked eyes with him again in the mirror. "Yes, baby. I want you to hammer me. Punish my poor pussy. Fuck me."
With a growl, Tim slid his cock into her. She was wet and ready. She groaned lewdly as he entered her. "Yeah, baby. Give me that cock. I need it."
Tim could hear his blood pounding in his ears. He thrust forcefully into her and reveled in her accompanying moan. Again, he slammed into her slick cunt, and her moan became a wail of ecstasy. Caught in the height of the moment he reached and grabbed her loose hair and pulled back on it while he slammed his cock into her over and over.
"Is this what you wanted iubițel?" he growled. "For me to treat you like a slut?" He punctuated the statement with a stinging slap to her beautiful round ass.
Kayla's words were nearly a sob. "Yes. Oh God yes. Punish my pussy. You've no idea how bad I can be."
Driven to new heights of ardor, Tim's mind emptied of anything but hammering her dripping snatch. Only filling her with his scalding hot cum mattered. Only the feel of her pussy gripping his shaft as he slammed it home again and again. Her wails were music to his ears. Their bodies made wonderful sexy wet sounds.
"Oh God," she cried. "Oh God, I'm going to cum. I'm finally going to cum. Fuck me. FUCK ME!" she screamed as her orgasm shook her body to her core. Her arms and legs became like rubber and but for the strength of his upper body, she'd have sunk to her knees. Moments later Tim roared and came deep into her cunt, flooding it with his seed until it squirted out between them. He continued slamming into her as he came, drawing out the amazing sensation until he too lost his strength.
Together the lovers sat on the edge of the tub breathing heavily. He turned to her and swept the sweaty hair from her face. "Are you all right?" he whispered.
She pulled his face to hers and kissed him hard. With their foreheads pressed together, she whispered back. "I may never have been more all right than I am now."
Tim laughed as he caressed her sweaty face. "I think we need another bath."
She smiled and kissed him fiercely once again. "Better get used to it."
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It was 1 a.m. when Tim awoke. Moonlight shone through the window. He didn't know if it was a noise or a dream, but something had startled him to full wakefulness. He got up and briefly searched for his clothes, and then remembered there wouldn't be any worn in this home from here out. He stepped out of the apartment and walked through the dewy grass. There were lights on in the main house. He walked to the gate that led out to the beach and peered out from it. He half expected to see a group of kids partying out on the sand, but the beach was empty. He stood there a moment enjoying the night breeze.
There had been a container of pineapple juice in the fridge, in the main house and that sounded pretty good to Tim. When he reached the door to the sunroom, he was brought to a halt. In the living room beyond the sunroom, his eyes fell upon the supine form of his future mother-in-law as she writhed on the sectional sofa. Another woman with short sandy blonde hair was face first between her beautiful big thighs. Mark was thrusting lustily into this curvy woman from behind, one knee on the sofa cushion. On the other side, a young blonde man was sliding his hard cock into Cookie's mouth. Her heavy breasts undulated enticingly each time he stroked into her.
He watched the two couples, entranced. Watched them as they changed positions, angles, and partners. He was confident they couldn't see him with the bright lights within and the darkness outside, combined with the tint that every window in Florida seems to have. He had wondered why the two of them were staying in the quest house instead of in a spare bedroom in the main house. Now he knew.
Tim started when he felt a petite hand caress his ass. Kayla stepped up next to him.
Tim stammered, "I umm ... heard something outside."
"I wondered what was keeping you," she whispered. "Now I see." She smiled and watched the coupling going on in the front room. "That's Stacy bouncing on my father's cock. She's an old friend of my mother's, though I didn't know that she'd finally accepted my parent's offer." She looked up at Tim. "They have been trying to get her to join them for two years. I'd heard she recently divorced her asshole of a husband. I've no idea who the young guy is. Probably Stacy's boy toy." Kayla grinned up at him. "Doesn't that look like fun?"
Tim wondered, "How long has this been going on?"
Kayla shrugged, 'I'm not sure, but it didn't here at the house until my sister and I were both adults. After that, they figured we were mature enough to deal with it."
Tim finally tore his eyes away from the spectacle inside. Adding others to their bed was something they'd discussed briefly when they were a new couple, figuring out each other's kinks. Tim had admitted that the notion sounded sexy, but it wasn't something he'd been looking for. He'd wondered at the strange smile she'd given him at the time. He looked down at her, "Have you ever ...?"
She glanced down at his naked body to find his hard cock pointing at her navel. She reached out and grasped it softly. "The time has come, the walrus said, to speak of many things," she whispered. She gave him a worried little smile and led him back into the guest house. This was the talk that she'd feared the most. Most folks could get around the nudist idea, perhaps even the swinging, the rest of it ... would require a special person. She'd hoped beyond hope that Tim was that person.
She led him into their bedroom and motioned for him to lie down on his back. When he did, she straddled him and slid his hard cock inside her. Her eyes closed as he filled her, and she smiled contentedly. She opened her eyes as she began to slowly ride him. Tim moaned deeply.
Her eyes held his in the moonlight. "I have joined my parents and their guests on several occasions, during summer breaks from college."
Tim's eyes widened as he computed the implications of that statement. Kayla noted that his cock got harder within her. "So, you've ..."
Once again, she answered his question before he'd completed it. She set both of her hands flat on his toned chest. "I gave my father the gift of my virginity, just before I left for nursing school." She saw the incredulous look on his face as she continued to ride him.
"What? I should have given it to some college dude, in the back of his daddy's SUV? To someone who might not be gentle, who didn't love me?" She stopped with Tim's cock firmly sheathed in her tight pussy. "I gave it to someone who loves me beyond measure. With my mother lying beside us, stroking my hair. It was beautiful and sweet. How can that be bad if it was what I wanted?"
Tim thought about it. Finally, he was forced to admit he was quite at a loss to come up with a reason, beyond the obvious societal norms. She continued. "My family is very sexually open, and always has been." She looked down into his eyes. "While you are here in this home, I am okay with anything that happens between you and my family. Anything."
She smiled and sat up straight. She took Tim's hands and placed them on her full breasts. "Now, shall we continue fucking or are you going to pepper me with silly questions?"
Tim's first thought was to wonder if both were out of the question, only to realize that they most certainly would be. Questions would have to wait. He pulled her down to take her plump nipple into his mouth and began pumping up into her enthusiastically.
Her eyes closed. "That's my man. I knew you would be able to handle this. Thank you, baby. Now, fill me up. Fill me with your love."
Not long after, he did.
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As was her habit, Cookie rose with the sun. She was a firm believer in getting up early, getting some shit done, and then taking a nap. It made staying up later much easier. She showered and walked out into the kitchen to start the coffee, with her hair wrapped in a towel. She was surprised to find Tim at the sink, hand washing last night's glasses, with the coffee pot already filling. She was pleased to find him naked.
"Starting to feel more comfortable?" she asked. Tim started when she spoke. She held up her hand, "I'm sorry."
"No, it's okay. I was off in dreamland somewhere."
She stepped up to the counter and grabbed two coffee cups. "That's not a bad place to be." Tim kept his eyes on his work. As she poured coffee into both, she spoke in a low voice. "I know you saw us last night."
He held his breath as she continued. "The alarm system wasn't armed but it still logs when the outdoor motion sensors go off. You watched us for ten minutes, naughty boy."
He turned to her; his hands twisted into the dishtowel. "I'm sorry," his eyes fell on her impressive tits and his mouth went dry. "I couldn't help it."
Cookie stepped in close and caressed his face. "How nice. So has Kayla told you how things are in this house?"
Tim straightened and set the towel down. "Only to say that she's been with you both and that she's okay with whatever happens between us."
Cookie smiled sweetly. "Well, that is an important part of it, but let me complete your education about the Robinson family home, hmm?"
Tim nodded.
"We have sex whenever we want, wherever we want, with whomever we want, in this house," she smiled coyly and added. "And perhaps in the hot tub out back."
His mouth fell open a bit. "You mean like ... free use?"
Her mouth twisted. "Well sort of, but no, not really. Free use implies either a lack of consent or complete consent. Here, we ask politely and go from there."
She looked up into his eyes seductively and pulled the towel from her head. Her damp curls fell enticingly about her shoulders. "So, I could walk up to you and ask, can I stroke your cock? If you weren't in the mood, you could say, no thank you. If you did want me to stroke your cock, you'd say pretty please."
The turn of phrase puzzled Tim. "Pretty please?"
Cookie smiled and reached out and gently touched his cock which was already marvelously hard. Tim flinched. "See, you get it."
She caught his eye again. "Now if you wanted to touch my big, beautiful tits. You could ask ...?"
Tim inhaled sharply, awestruck, and whispered. "Cookie, can I touch your big, beautiful tits?"
She smiled and released his cock to take both of his hands. As she lifted them to her enormous globes she whispered, "Pretty please."
Tim felt his hands sink into her wonderful soft tits. Her areolas were as big around as his coffee cup. Her nipples were big and hard. "Oh my." Tim breathed.
"Mmm, yes, Kayla told us you were a boob man. So nice to know her wonderful tits will be appreciated."
Tim slid his hands all over her prodigious mounds, rolling her nipples gently between his finger and thumb. Her skin was soft and smooth with no tan lines.
She caressed his face again and got his attention. "Also, it goes without saying that consent can be withdrawn at any time."
Tim nodded.
"Now if say, you wanted to fill my hot pussy with that big hard dick right there, you could ask ..."
Tim's mouth gaped. "Cookie ..."
She didn't let him finish, "I would answer ... maybe later ... Gator." She leaned in and gave him a quick peck on his lips. She stepped back and turned to the counter and poured a third cup of coffee. She gave him a sexy smile. "Later, Gator." Then she turned and walked back down the hallway towards the master bedroom, shaking her big ass delightfully at him. He just stood there with his mouth open.
Perhaps twenty seconds later, he heard Kayla giggle at the entrance to the kitchen. He turned and found her staring at his hard cock.
"It seems my mother has already been here," she said, smiling.
Tim exhaled forcefully. "You got that right."
She stepped to the counter and lifted his coffee cup. Bringing it to her lips she let her eyes fall back to her fiancé's engorged cock. Pre-cum was leaking copiously. "She's left you in quite a state."
Tim looked down at his cock and nodded.
She slurped some more coffee. "Would you like me to see to that?"
Kayla could see the need in his eyes as he replied. "Pretty please."
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Tim was able to make it through breakfast without embarrassing himself. After being stroked off in the kitchen, Kayla had been true to her word and took him back to their room and gave him a righteous fuck.
"So, what do you kids have planned for today?" Cookie said over the breakfast table. The morning sun shone through the east windows filling the kitchen with light. The windows though, were mirror tinted, preventing anyone from seeing in from the street.
Kayla smiled at Tim. "I thought I'd take Tim out on Daddy's surfboard and see if all those years turning backflips with his mom's team will translate into getting up on a surfboard. Is that okay Dad?"
Mark smiled. "Sure babe. She's waxed and ready to go. Have a blast. Watch out for the spinners."
"You bet," she said with a smile.
Tim swallowed a mouthful. "Spinners?"
Kayla looked at him calmly. "Spinner sharks. Not very big. They sometimes leap out of the water chasing fish. Surfers occasionally get nipped."
Tim raised an eyebrow. He'd grown up swimming in the Gulf of Mexico south of Tampa Bay and was familiar with the sharks of the area. Spinner sharks were a new one for him.
She looked at him earnestly. "Honestly, they're nothing to worry about. They usually come in schools so if you see a school of sharks just lift your feet out of the water."
Tim laughed. "You can bet I will."
Everyone laughed.
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Tim was happy to finally throw on a pair of swim trunks and head out to the beach. Wearing clothes felt comforting. Tim spent the morning learning to get up on a surfboard with Kayla's tutelage. Kayla popped up on her first wave and rode it all the way to the sand. Tim thought, "How hard can it be? I can do all sorts of stuff that requires balance and coordination."
As it turned out, it was quite hard. By lunchtime, he'd only managed to get up on one knee a few times and was seriously wiped out.The couple ate a quiet lunch together. Her parents had left the house. "What shall we do next?" she asked him over her sandwich.
He met her eyes. "Babe, the last two days have been, shall we say ... illuminating? Would you mind if I just went for a walk by myself along the beach for a while? I need to process."
Kayla smiled. She was beyond relieved to finally have all the secrets out and overjoyed at how well Tim had taken them. But she also knew that Tim was a thinker. He never did anything without immeasurable thought put into it. She assumed it was part of being raised in the circus, where every rope, every turnbuckle, every guy wire must be checked and rechecked and then rechecked again. Because lives depended on it. God only knows how long he'd thought about it before proposing to her. And then she went and threw him a real curve ball.
"Of course, baby." She kissed him and smiled. "Take all the time you need. Dinner's usually around six."
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It was nearly four o'clock when the house came back into view. He'd thought a lot but there were few revelations. In the spot where they'd eaten dinner the previous night, he found Mark sitting on a beach chair. There was a second chair and a cooler of beer between them.
"How about a cold one?" Mark asked. He was wearing his usual Speedo, with a button-down shirt and a Panama hat.
Tim smiled. He'd walked for two hours before turning back. He was hot and tired, and his feet hurt. "That is a damn fine idea."
Mark grabbed a bottle and popped the top for him. "It's an outstanding blonde ale."
Tim settled into the chair and they both sat silently for a while, just enjoying the beach and the beer.
It was Mark who spoke first. "So, what's it like performing in a circus?"
Tim grinned. "I haven't performed since I was about fifteen, but it's pretty amazing. It's a solid three-hour rush of adrenaline. Of course, there are hundreds of hours of rehearsals, practice and set up, and preparation before that, which isn't so amazing. It's a lot of damn hard work."
Mark popped the top from another bottle for himself, nodding. "I'm glad she's found someone who isn't afraid of hard work. It says a lot about you. Are you looking forward to getting back on the road?"
Tim nodded. "Yeah, it'll be a lot different without the animals, but I'm really happy about that. No more cages, no more chains. The animals have been sent to wildlife sanctuaries and zoos all over North America."
Mark smiled. "And no more poop."
Tim laughed. "Yep, there's that too. The best part is that I'll get to share it with Kayla."
The two men were silent for a while.
"Mark, what have I gotten myself into here?" Tim asked quietly.
Mark looked over and saw Tim had only about an inch of beer left, so he popped another and handed it to him. "Here. This is at least a two-beer conversation."
Tim grinned. "At least."
"Tim, I asked myself that very question about twenty-five years ago. What the hell have I gotten myself into?"
Tim glanced over at the tall man. "How'd it go for you?"
Mark sat back and cleared his throat. "Well just like you, I didn't meet my mother-in-law until after I'd proposed. And just like you, the nudism threw me for a loop."
"You weren't a nudist before?"
Mark laughed. "Nope. My folks were as conservative as they come. Cookie's mother was then and still is now, a damn fine-looking woman. Tall and stately. Statuesque. That's the word. Statuesque. She greeted me as bare as the day she was born."
"Holy cow," Tim added.
"Yeah. And that was just the beginning. That night she crawled into bed with Cookie and me, just as naturally as can be. I nearly had a heart attack when I saw the two of them kiss for the first time."
Tim covered his mouth with his hand, his eyes wide.
Then Adriana, that's her name, by the way, leaned over me and kissed me like we'd been lifelong lovers. When she began to suck my cock, I looked over at Cookie in amazement. She leaned over and kissed me so sweetly. Then she looked me in the eye and said, 'Embrace the strangeness.'"
"Embrace the strangeness?" Tim echoed.
Mark looked at him. "Yeah. That was it. Those two beauties proceeded to fuck my brains out for two hours. It took me a day to mentally recover. As you've already found out, the women of my wife's family have incredible sex drives."
Tim nodded. He sure had. Kayla's open and unfettered sexuality had impressed him and often left him exhausted. "Was she married?" Tim wondered.
Mark laughed. "Well, that's a weird story too. It seems she fucked her husband, Cookie's father, into an early grave. He had a massive heart attack at thirty-eight years old. Dead on the spot. Of course, he was a two-pack-a-day smoker, which I'm sure didn't help. She's had a series of "boyfriends" ever since, all younger men, but I think she wears them out."
Tim was stunned speechless. After a minute or so Tim glanced over at Mark, "So my options are ...?"
Mark shrugged. "Leave now ..."
Tim waved it away. "I can't. I love her."
Mark and Tim locked eyes again. "Or embrace the strangeness."
Mark took a sip of his beer. "Also knowing that even if you two don't embrace the swinging lifestyle the way Cookie and I have, while you are in this house, you are liable to have more sex than most people do all summer, with Kayla's complete consent and participation."
He took another sip from his beer. "And how can that be a bad thing?"
Tim finished his second beer and reached for a third.
Mark chuckled. "Three-beer conversation huh?"
Tim nodded. "Yep."
"Well, I brought four for each of us."
"Tim shrugged. "I don't know if I'll need four."
Mark laughed out loud. Tim looked at him quizzically. "Four?"
"Adriana and Cookie's sister Trish will be here on Wednesday."
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Dinner was very pleasant. Tim found the more he concentrated on faces and conversation, the less his eyes wandered. Not that Cookie made it easy. Kayla had this sexy smile, that usually preempted a sexual suggestion of some sort. Well, that smile had been handed down from mother to daughter. Tim was sure a blood pressure monitor would reveal a spike in his bp, every time Cookie smiled at him.
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Tim excused himself to take a shower after supper. Between the surfing and the beach walk, he was ready to wash off all the salt and sand. He was rinsing his hair when he heard the shower door open. He smiled as he felt hands caressing his back.
"Hey babe," he heard Kayla whisper.
Tim smiled. "Mmm, glad you could join me."
From his right, a second woman's voice spoke in his ear. "Both of us?"
He turned, unsurprised. Cookie smiled at him and stepped beneath the second showerhead. For a moment he marveled at the water coursing over her voluptuous mature body.
Tim looked at his fiancé, his face was serious. "Are you sure about this?"
Kayla picked up the loofa and squirted body soap all over it and proceeded to massage it to a lather. She looked up into his eyes and handed the loofa to her mother. Then she stepped up to his chest and kissed him.
"More than anything else, I want you to be okay with this," she said smiling.
"You don't know what you're asking," he replied.
Kayla sighed. "I'm asking you to be free of what society says is right and decide for yourself." She kissed him once again and stepped back under the other showerhead.
Cookie stepped up to him with the loofa. "Can I touch you?" she asked softly.
Kayla smiled as she rinsed her hair and reached for the second loofa. "Just so you know, if you consent to 'Can I touch you?' you're consenting to whatever she wants to do to you. It's sort of a blanket question. And she's giving you permission to touch her as well."
Tim looked down at the beautiful older woman and decided. He wanted Kayla, loved her, and this was her family. Accept one, accept all. And for the life of him, he couldn't see a downside. At least, not yet.
Tim smiled. "Pretty please."
Cookie reached up and brought his face down to hers and kissed him enticingly. "Attaboy," she whispered.
Tim saw his lovely fiancé, smiling at him as her mother began to wash his body. She was very thorough, lifting each arm to wash it completely. He got the impression from the sly smile on her face that she was inspecting him as she worked. The loofa worked in her right hand as her left caressed him everywhere. She smiled when it finally ran over his engorged cock.
Kayla finished washing, stepped over, and gave him a final kiss and a smile before stepping out of the shower. He watched her step out and could see her toweling off vaguely through the frosted glass door.
Cookie reached over his shoulders and pulled him down for another kiss. Their eyes met.
She smiled seductively and offered him the loofa. "Will you wash me now?"
Tim grinned and reached for the soap. "I'd love to."
Cookie smiled and closed her eyes as his strong hands began exploring her body. He knelt and lifted her foot onto his knee and washed each leg completely. Only when both legs were done did he let the back of his hand graze her vulva.
He moved around her body starting at the small of her back and let the suds slide over her prodigious ass. She spread her legs suggestively and he slid his hand through from the rear, caressing her gently with his soapy hand.
Cookie felt a tingle course through her. She gasped when his fingers caressed her outer labia. "Oh Tim, I do appreciate a man who can take his time."
Tim laughed. "Like mother, like daughter." Tim gently turned her so that her breasts hung at his face level. He dropped the loofa and allowed the shower head to rinse the soap from his hands.
Cookie's hands caressed his wet hair and shoulders. "You've been waiting for this haven't you?"
Tim looked up at her face while biting his bottom lip and nodded.
She pulled his face in between her impressive breasts with a smile. "Me too baby." Her eyes fluttered and closed as Tim's warm mouth suctioned itself around her areola. "Yes. That's it. Suck as hard as you want."
Tim brought his hands up and moaned into his mouthful as they sank into her soft flesh. Breathless he switched to the other nipple, playing with it enthusiastically with his tongue.
After a few minutes, she whispered into his ear. "I want you inside me. Let's finish this shower and make our way to the bed."
Tim smiled up at her and let his hands caress down to her beautiful little paunch, kissing it adoringly. Tim had spent so many years surrounded by lean athletic women that seeing a woman with a little more meat on her bones, sent his pulse racing. He picked up the loofa again and completed his work, bathing her back and then lovingly spending extra time soaping her big breasts.
Finally, Cookie smiled and stepped back, reaching for the handheld shower head. Tim watched in awe as the water rinsed the soap from her body. When she was done, she rinsed Tim as well, admiring his firm body as he spun before her.
After hanging the shower head, she took Tim's hand and opened the shower door. Tim caught his breath. The ensuite door was open and through it, Tim could see through into the bedroom. His fiancé lay on her back across the foot of the bed, with her head hanging over the side. Her mouth was a perfect O as she moaned. Between her legs, Tim could see her father's head bobbing. His torso lay on the bed between her legs. Her eyes opened and she saw Tim through the door. Her face became expressionless as she waited for his reaction.
Tim was no fool. He understood this had been set up to gauge his acceptance of the Robinson family dynamic. Via immersion, like Cookie's mother had done with Mark years ago. "Embrace the strangeness," Tim said out loud, mostly to himself.
He felt Cookie's hand caress his chest as she leaned to whisper, "Yes. She has waited for the man capable of doing so, just like I did."
Tim nodded and acknowledged what he'd already decided. He loved her that much. Desired her that much. He wouldn't live his life as the Robinsons did, but when in Rome, do as the Romans do. He glanced down at Cookie and let his eyes roam over her voluptuous body, so much like Kayla's. It was an easy decision.
Tim looked back at his fiancé and smiled. Kayla gasped when she saw it and smiled back. Her hands slid down into her father's hair. "Daddy." Mark lifted his head. His face glistened with her wetness. "Put your cock in me? Pretty please?"
Mark lifted himself up on his elbows and looked through the door to see his wife and Tim, toweling each other off. He smiled. "Whatever you want, baby girl." He got up on his knees and stood his daughter's legs up. He maneuvered her plump ass between his thighs and pulled her into him.
Kayla's mouth opened in a deep moan as her father's cock entered her. Her eyes closed as she enjoyed the feeling as he slid deeper and deeper into her with each stroke. When she opened them again, Tim stood next to her looking lovingly down into her face. His cock was just inches from her. Her arms reached out around Tim's legs and pulled him toward her.
Cookie smiled and reached down for Tim's hard cock and helped guide it into her daughter's mouth. She looked at her husband's face and they smiled at one another. Their family was finally complete.
Tim shuddered as his cock slid into his fiancé's warm mouth. Her tongue on the top of his cock felt wonderful. It was with no small amount of regret that he stepped back. "I'm sorry baby, but I'm afraid my cock has been promised to your mother tonight." He looked down at Cookie. "Care to take over?"
Cookie smiled lasciviously. "I thought you'd never ask." She knelt at the bedside and ran her tongue up Tim's length, just inches from her daughter's face. Kayla watched with rapt fascination. Tim slid his hands into Cookie's thick curls and thrust his cock into her open mouth. Her lips locked around his thickness, and she sucked him deep into her throat.
"Oh, fuck Cookie. You are damn good at that," Tim groaned. Kayla gasped as her father increased his tempo, sliding more forcefully into his daughter's cunt.
Cookie rose and smiled at her future son-in-law. "Practice, baby." Her left hand continued stroking his rock-hard cock, spreading his precum down his length. "How do you want me?"
Tim smiled. "I can think of hundreds of ways." He looked down at her warm inviting breasts. "But I've wanted to put my cock between those tits since the moment we met."
Cookie smiled. Stepped away and guided Tim to sit on the edge of the bed, just inches from his moaning fiancé. Cookie reached into the drawer of the bedside table and pulled out a bottle of lube. She knelt and spread a little between her breasts and a little more on Tim's rock-hard cock.
As she locked eyes with Tim again she smiled. "We're a little like boy scouts around here. Always prepared."
Tim's eyes fluttered as she straightened and laid his cock between her pendulous breasts. He reveled in the amazing warmth as they enveloped his length.
"Oh Cookie." Tim moaned.
"Is that what you wanted baby? Mama's big tits around your cock?" Kayla asked him.
With his eyes wide, he could only nod as she pushed in on her breasts, tightening their grip on him. They both moaned as he continued to flex his hips, thrusting up between her lovely globes. She smiled down at the cockhead that kept poking up through her slippery cleavage. Tim was in another world. Fucking Kayla's tits had always been a favorite and the first time he'd gotten to do it, was a memory he'll treasure for his entire life.
Tim grinned wickedly and then reached down and grabbed both of Cookie's nipples between his thumb and the side of his index finger. He started gently and then proceeded to pull and pinch them harder and harder as he watched Cookie's face as she enjoyed the sensation.
"Oh Timmy, that's it. A little harder... oh that's it. Ohhhh," she moaned wantonly.
Tim looked down at his fiancé's face. She was watching him and biting her bottom lip as she enjoyed her father's efforts. "Does it feel good baby?" he whispered.
Kayla gasped as their eyes met. "Yes, baby. It feels wonderful and now I get to share it with you. You've made me very happy." Tim smiled.
Mark moaned deeply as he slid from between his daughter's legs. He looked down at her. "Roll over baby."
Kayla sighed in anticipation and turned over on her stomach. Mark straddled her ass and lined up his cock to thrust into her slick pussy in a prone position. She grunted in appreciation as he slid into her.
"Yes, Daddy, pound me. Make me cum all over your cock," she whined urgently. He happily obliged, hammering his cock into her with reckless abandon. Kayla wailed in appreciation.
Tim moaned as he felt Cookie's mouth seal around the head of his cock each time it poked through.
"You'd better tell me when you're going to cum. I want it in my mouth." She whispered; her eyes glued to the purple cockhead between her breasts.
Tim shuddered. "Oh, it's coming. Oh God, Cookie."
Cookie smiled as she watched his hands sink into her breasts as she pushed in from the sides. "That's it, baby, moan my name. If I live to be a thousand, I'll never hear it enough."
"Oh, Cookieeee!" Tim wailed as an orgasm ripped through his body. Her mouth fastened over the head of his cock as he filled her mouth to overflowing with his cum. Cookie moaned enthusiastically around her mouthful. After five amazingly intense pumps, Tim collapsed breathlessly backward onto the bed. Cookie stroked him as his cock softened, milking every last drop.
Cookie looked down at her daughter's face, caught in the rictus of orgasm herself as Mark pumped his cock into Kayla's wet snatch. Kayla had an arm beneath her as she played with her clit as her father's cock stirred her up again and again. Mark's sweaty face was flushed, and Cookie smiled to see her family in the throes of lovemaking.
Tim sat up and stood, taking Cookie's hand, and helping her up. "It's your turn pretty lady," Tim said, still breathing heavily. "It won't take me long to be ready again, but in the meantime, I'm gonna eat your cookie, Cookie." He smiled.
She laughed as they switched places and she lay back on the bed. "Oh, like I've never heard that one before." Mark laughed breathlessly.
Tim lay over the edge of the bed and leaned in to lay a kiss on Cookie's engorged clitoris. Her pussy oozed with her thick cream. Tim's slipped his tongue into her as deeply as he could, his nose mashed into her clit. Her hands slid down to curl into his dark hair.
"Oh, Timmy. The feels ... oh," she whispered.
"I'm gonna make you cum Mama. Are you ready?" Tim growled softly.
"Yes, beautiful boy. Do it. Make me CUMMM!" she exclaimed as Tim thrust two strong thick fingers into her slippery pussy. They went in easy and deep. She wailed as he turned his fingers and pushed down toward her perineum, stretching her. When he flipped his hand and expertly found her g-spot, she screamed his name. Tim's mouth sucked her clit between his lips, and he began to piston his hand into her, making sticky wet noises.
Cookie gasped. "Oh Timmy, that's it hun, that's it! I'm so close, I'm so close, don't ... stop. Don't ... ahhhh!" She shrieked as her pussy clamped down on the young man's fingers. When he sucked hard on her engorged clit at that moment, her moans raised to screams and her body writhed on the sheets. Tim's palm filled with her juices. When he released her clit, Cookie collapsed back on the sheets gasping.
Just a few seconds later, Mark roared as he came deeply into Kayla's sopping pussy. Mark fell back on his heels breathing heavily and Kayla spun her body on the sheets to kiss her mother. Their hair was matted to their sweaty faces. Kayla gave her mother a few minutes to catch her breath "Are you ready for my man's cock?"Cookie smiled and nodded. "And your pussy baby."
Kayla shivered in delight and pushed herself to her knees. Tim slid onto the bed as he watched his fiancé straddle her mother's face, facing him. Cookie's arms wrapped around her daughter's thighs. Tim's mouth fell open in shock as he saw Cookie's pink tongue slide into her daughter's pussy, to come away with great smears of her husband's cum.
Kayla reached down to grab both her mother's huge tits. She looked over at Tim's cock, now fully ready for action again.
She grinned wolfishly at him. "She's so ready baby, put that beautiful cock in her and fuck her until she's screaming, and don't stop."
Tim glanced over at his future father-in-law to find the man lying on his side just enjoying the scene before him. His hand stroked his semi-hard cock absently. He nodded his agreement with his daughter.
He slid up and popped the head of his cock against Cookie's clit. He smiled as she whined. He leaned forward, folding Cookie's legs in toward her daughter, and slid his cock slowly inside her. Kayla leaned forward, rubbing her pussy on her mother's chin, and kissed him deeply. "That's it, baby. Go to work on that pussy. Just like you do to me. Start slow, she's real sensitive right now."
Tim grinned and set to it, pulling her onto his cock and he rolled his hips into her. After only four or five thrusts he felt her pussy clench on his cock as she came once again, but he didn't let up, he continued pounding into her.
"Oh, Jesus! That cock feels so good! I'm so sensitive, so ahhh ... fuck!"
Kayla swung off her mother's face, and lay on her side, taking her mother's nipple into her mouth. Mark slid up behind her and slid his cock between her thighs. His hand reached over to cup his daughter's tit.
In all his life, Tim had never seen a more erotic scene. He watched Cookie's tits undulate as he fucked into her, with Kayla's mouth fastened over one plump nipple. White smears of Marks cum dotted Cookie's wet face.
Kayla looked at her man, "Now baby. Do it. Fuck that pussy. Give it to her."
Cookie was panting but in complete agreement. "Yes, Timmy, ugh ... please."
A shiver of pure lust and desire rolled through him, and he roared as he grabbed Cookie's big thighs and began pounding into her. Cookie's screams as he pistoned into her, drove him to new unimagined heights of arousal. Kayla nursed from her fat nipple as her tits undulated back and forth wildly from Tim's efforts. Kayla's hand slid down to begin rubbing her mother's clit.
"Oh, my fucking God," Cookie wailed. "Oh, don't stop! Don't stop, It's so fucking good!"
Feeling his own orgasm arriving, Tim reached out and grabbed two big handfuls of Cookie's tits as he came deep inside her, firing blast after blast deep into her womb. Cookie came screaming, at the same moment. Sparks flew in Tim's vision, and he fell gasping onto the sheets.
After a few minutes of post-coital bliss, Kayla got up on her knees. Her hair was sweat stuck to her face, but her eyes glowed. She leaned over and kissed her father deeply. Then she fell over her mother's body and licked both of her big nipples before kissing her mouth tenderly.
Finally, she curled up in her fiancé's arms. She stroked Tim's sweaty face. "Thank you. You have no idea how much this means to me." She kissed him passionately. "I love you so much."
Tim looked over at his future in-laws cuddled up together on the other side of the big bed and smiled. "I love you too, babe. Perhaps more than even I understood."
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The next morning, Tim and Kayla had a long talk before they carried their surfboards out to the beach. Mostly about the way they would live when it was just the two of them again.
Kayla sat on her board and watched with amazement at her fiancé out on her father's surfboard. After two or three unsuccessful attempts, he caught a wave, popped right up on his feet, did a textbook bottom turn into the open face of the wave, and was off like a shot. She was in awe of the way his mind worked. It was like he'd analyzed his failures of the previous day, made some corrections, and was surfing. It was unreal. They had an unforgettable morning.
At noon, Kayla's older sister Coral and her husband AJ arrived. If Kayla was her mother's daughter, then Coral was her father's. Taller and more athletic than her sister and mother, with her dad's brown hair and eyes. But with her mother's curls and the same beautiful facial features. She had smaller breasts and hips, but that was soon to change. AJ was a terrifically muscular fellow with a shaved head and a collection of amazing tattoos. Tim would have thought him an intimidating-looking fellow but for his round open face and an ever-present smile.
After greeting her family Coral approached Tim. She gave him a smile that was almost predatory. He grinned back. Coral's surprise was that she was three months pregnant with their first child. She had a lovely little baby bump. Cookie had known but Kayla hadn't. They were all ecstatic.
"I've been looking forward to meeting you, handsome. Kayla has told me all about you." When she stepped in to hug him, she leaned in and kissed him firmly on the mouth. Tim smiled.
Coral gave him a cute pout. "I know, I'm supposed to ask first." Her expression turned into a leer, and she openly admired Tim's naked body. "But I've never been good with rules."
Kaya stepped over and joined them, taking her sister around the waist. "That's putting it mildly."
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Dinner out was a pleasant change for Tim. As much as he was beginning to enjoy the nakedness of the Robinson household, there was a comfort and feeling of protection while wearing clothes. Of course, when the Robinson girls went out, they dressed to kill. They all sported tight-fitting dresses that clung to every curve. They were a spectacle moving through the restaurant, garnering jealous glares, and admiring looks. Tim brought up the rear of the party and the sight of those three gorgeous bodies in their high heels burned itself into his memory.
During dinner, the conversation was light-hearted and fun, and he enjoyed getting to know his future sister-in-law and her husband. AJ was a manager within a large security firm and Coral was a successful interior decorator. She had a straightforward manner that sometimes bordered on being brusque. Tim liked them both immediately.
"So, Tim," Coral asked. "How do you feel about the touchy-feely nature of my parent's lifestyle?" She grinned slyly.
Tim met her eyes and smiled. "Well, I'll admit, when Kayla told me, 'Oh, my mother's just going to love you,' I had no idea she meant it so literally."
Everyone laughed. AJ especially. "I know what you mean," he chuckled.
Coral continued. "So, my lovely sister never clued you in?" She met Kayla's glare afterward. Tim guessed there was a little sisterly history between the two of them.
Tim reached over and took his fiancé's hand and smiled at her. "No, she didn't. I suppose she will have to be punished for that, won't she?"
Everyone at the table froze as they watched the information passing between the two lovers as they stared into each other's eyes. Kayla blushed and a shiver rolled through her body. Cookie and Mark glanced at each other briefly.
"Won't that be fun?" Tim whispered to his fiancé.
Cookie spoke up, changing the subject. "Guys, my daughters and I have decided to do something very special for you tonight. When we get home, we'll be retiring to Granny's apartment to get ready." She met each of their eyes with a wolfish smile. "Are you ready for the night of your lives?"
The three men all looked at each other. AJ spoke for all of them. "Pretty please."
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"Oh, boys!" Cookie purred as she and her daughters entered the sunroom. The men were standing in front of the sofa eagerly awaiting their arrival. They had prepared well. Tim had filled the same cooler they'd used for beer the day before with ice and bottled water. AJ had visited the hall closet. Fitted sheets covered the couch, loveseat, and recliner with thick towels beneath them, and a stack of hand towels sat on the end table. Mark brought a box of toys from his and Cookie's bedroom.
The three men turned and gasped. Before them stood three beautiful women clad in black and white French maid lingerie. Each outfit was wonderfully unique and accompanied by black five-inch heels. Their hair was put up in ponytails and their make-up was perfect, each with full red lips and a smile.
The women walked around the back of the loveseat together, smiling at their slack-jawed men. Cookie strode up to her husband. "Do you like what you see?"
Mark nodded slowly. "Oh, heavens yes. You ... you all, look fucking amazing."
Coral stepped up to her father and kissed him tenderly on the lips. In her heels, she could do so without him bending down to her.
Cookie turned to Tim. "Tonight, you guys are in charge. Your happy little maids are here to serve you. Think of it as a resounding thank you for being the wonderful men that you are." She walked up to Tim until her lace-wrapped tits were pushed into his chest. "And as the newest member of our family, I think Tim should start us off."
The room got quiet, and all eyes turned to Tim. He smiled broadly and a shiver of anticipation ran through him. He turned to Kayla whose whole body was humming like a tuning fork. She looked up into his eyes. Her maid's uniform was a two-piece off-the-shoulder top and skirt combo.
"Do you remember what you said our first night here?" Tim asked her. His hand slipped beneath her tiny skirt to find she wore no panties. She was already wet.
Kayla's face became thoughtful.
Tim continued. "You said, 'You have no idea how bad I can be.'" Coral chuckled softly.
Tim reached up and caressed Kayla's cheek. "Tonight, you are going to show me. Aren't you? You are going to show me what a bad girl you are, Dragă mea."
Her eyes shone with tears of relief, and she nodded with a smile. "Yes, my love."
The tension in the room was palpable. Mark and Cookie exchanged nervous glances. Tim turned to the two men. "Gentlemen, my lovely fiancé requires some correction. Would you both help me?"
Cookie stepped to his side and whispered into his ear. "Remember what I said about consent being withdrawn at any time."
Tim looked lovingly down at this beautiful mother-in-law-to-be. "Trust me." He whispered back.
He looked at the two men again. "Gentlemen?"
Mark looked at his wife who nodded with a sly smile. The two men looked at one another and Mark replied. "We'd be happy too." Cookie watched a shudder roll through her daughter's body and understood.
Used to being in front of people, Tim took the lead naturally. "Gentlemen, please have a seat next to each other on the sofa.
Tim leaned over and kissed Cookie tenderly. "Please get these two fine men ready."
Cookie looked at her husband and son-in-law and grinned lasciviously. "Yes, sir." Cookie looked at both men lustily and bent over at the waist in front of them. Her large breasts dangled enticingly in the bustier of her classic maid outfit. It had a black bustier and a skirt with ruffles. Her petite hands gently caressed their cocks. "But it looks like they don't need much encouragement."
Mark smiled at his sexy wife. "On your knees, beautiful."
Cookie's eyes grew wider as she saw the intent look on her husband's face.
Mark reached out and caressed her lovely big tit. AJ grinned wolfishly and did the same to the other.
Cookie grinned before lowering herself to her knees.
Tim looked at his bride-to-be and taking her hand motioned for her to sit on the loveseat.
Coral walked up to her sister, with a knowing smile. "Little sister. You've brought us a handsome Dom haven't you?"
Kayla blushed and nodded. "Sometimes we play this way. A lot, actually."
Coral turned to her future brother-in-law and their matching grins spoke volumes. "Nice to know I won't be the only one in the family."
Tim stepped up to her and kissed Coral firmly. Her uniform was by far the raciest, with an entirely sheer body stocking and a white ruffled apron, that was not long enough to cover that that stocking was crotchless. Her labia were neatly trimmed with a small triangle of hair above her vagina. She whispered into his ear. "I'll play along for today, but remember it'll be my turn eventually."
Tim smiled, took a step back, and made a slight bow. "When that day comes, I will happily serve you. In the meantime, please kneel here and make your sister nice and wet so that the festivities can begin." Tim watched intently as she did so, her long legs wrapped in the dark sheer material.
Coral spread her sister's legs. "This brings back memories, doesn't it sis?" Kayla gasped as her sister's tongue slid into her pussy.
Tim turned to admire that Cookie had done her job well. The men had loosened her bustier to free her amazing tits and were enjoying them loudly. Cookie had moved up to kneel astride both man's inner legs and they were leaning in and suckling greedily.
Tim thought a moment and then walked down to the box of Cookies toys. He smiled and picked up a small cordless vibrating egg. It took him just a few seconds to find the controller and turn it on. He locked eyes with Kayla and then knelt at her sister's lovely tight ass.
Coral moaned deeply into her sister's cunt when Tim set the humming egg onto her glistening slit. He increased the frequency of the vibrations and watched for her reaction as he stepped up the intensity. When Coral's moans became wails, he removed the egg and turned to the group.
"Coral, Cookie, thank you. You may stand." He helped them both to their feet.
Tim held his hand out for his fiancé. She took his hand and stood. He looked deeply into her eyes. "Are you ready for your punishment?"
Tim enjoyed the shiver of anticipation that rolled through her body. "Yes, my love." Tim smiled and kissed her tenderly. "That's my good girl."
He walked her to the other couch where the two men sat patiently. Tim smiled at them. "Gentlemen, I would like to see my lovely fiancé, on her knees between you. I don't care what you do as long as there is a cock in her pussy and another in her mouth at all times. Feel free to switch spots and be as energetic as you wish."
Mark was surprised to hear a moan escape his daughter's lips and saw a rivulet of pussy juice begin to run down her thigh.
Tim turned to Coral and Cookie and then sat in the middle of the loveseat and patted the cushions to encourage the ladies to sit close beside him.
"Why don't we watch the action for a few minutes?" he said with a smile. Both ladies smiled back and sat. The loveseat was small for three, but no one minded being close. Tim pulled each of their inside legs over his and caressed them firmly. Cookie was the only lady with her pussy covered in a tiny little G-string. The three of them enjoyed watching Kayla as her father slid his cock into her sopping pussy from behind.
'Oh Daddy," Kayla whined just before AJ offered her his thick hard cock. She looked up at his muscular body. His toned abdominals promised her he wouldn't tire quickly. "Oh yes," she whispered as she took his length into her mouth until her nose met his hipbone. Every nerve was on fire as he slid his big hands into her dark hair. After several slow strokes, the two men created a rhythm between them as they thrust into her. As Mark thrust in, AJ pulled out and vice versa, this allowed Kayla to take breaths in response to Mark sliding into her fully.
Tim smiled and looked at Mark. "Gentlemen, I would appreciate it if my fiancé's ass was a lovely shade of red by the time you empty your balls inside her." Coral looked at him with growing appreciation.
Mark looked down at his daughter's ass and she moaned around her mouthful as he laid his hand there. "It's been a long time since you've been spanked by Daddy, hasn't it?" She pulled herself from AJ's cock to reply.
"Yes, Daddy. And I've been bad. So bad." She trembled in anticipation as Marks's hand lifted. Mark brought his hand down, with a resounding smack. Kayla's elbows got weak, and she gasped, "Ahhh! Ahhh!" before AJ reinserted his cock into her mouth again. Her moans as her father plowed into her, became a tempo, punctuated by wails when his hands came down on his daughter's round buttocks.
Tim had one final torment for his lusty bride-to-be. He handed the vibrating egg he'd been holding to Coral. "Coral would you be a dear and lay that on your sister's clit for me. Hold it there, and don't take it off until I tell you to." She met his eyes. "No matter how much she screams." Coral grinned wolfishly.
"You're really starting to grow on me, Tim," Coral said as she walked over to the other couch and crouched beside her beautiful sister.
Tim watched Coral's tight ass as she moved. "Back atcha," he whispered.
When the toy was in place Tim turned it on and stepped up to the intensity that he'd used Coral to find. Mark and AJ switched spots and as AJ started to hammer wildly into her, Kayla's body became spastic, and she began to scream shrilly.
"Oh God no, it's too much! It's too much." When her father's cock cut her cries short, she screamed long and loud as an orgasm rolled through her like a hurricane. She squirted her juices all over AJ's balls and thighs.
Cookie leaned over to Tim and moaned. "Please tell me we're not just going to sit here and watch."
Tim looked at her and found her right hand buried deep into the gusset of her G-string. Her left had a hold of her right nipple and was squeezing it hard. Tim grinned, "I don't know. Have you been a bad girl too?" Her surprised look pleased him.
Tim slid down on the loveseat so that his ass was hanging from the cushion. "Why don't you have a seat here and give those guys a great view?"
Cookie popped up and knelt briefly between his knees, using her warm mouth to make his shaft wet and then spread it and his precum up and down with her hands. When she straddled his cock and threw her arms back on his chest, he could feel the energy ripping through her body. She slid down on his cock slowly, enjoying every moment of being filled, her eyes closed tightly. Tim eyes were glued to her beautiful big ass as she slid down his length.
"Oh God, I'm so fucking turned on. I'm so fucking wet." She opened her eyes and watched her family on the sofa. There was a wet spot the size of a serving tray beneath her daughter's pussy and Coral's arm was wet to the elbow.
When Tim's strong hands came around to grasp her huge tits, she began to wail loudly as she began moving up and down in time with her husband who was once again thrusting deep into Kayla's sopping pussy. She smiled as she saw both men watching her ride Tim's cock, her tits bouncing wildly. Her thighs were wide and the sounds of Tim's hard cock slapping into her became part of the sexual cacophony in the room.
After several minutes, Tim could feel her beginning to tire. He slid his hands up to her shoulders and stopped her. She sat there, breathing heavily, enjoying the feeling of Tim's cock fully sheathed in her cunt. Tim guided them both onto their sides and began rolling his hips into her from a spooning position. He looked across and saw Kayla was beginning to sag toward the cushions.
"Coral, would you please come over here and lick your mother's clit? And put that toy on your own now, please?"
When the egg was removed from Kayla's pussy she collapsed onto the sofa cushions, there was no strength in her arms left. Nearly immediately thereafter her father exploded deep into her twitching cunt, with a roar of impassioned release. Mark and Cookie locked eyes over the living room as he pumped his cum into his beautiful daughter. Tim licked the sweat from Cookie's neck as they watched Kayla collapse onto the sofa cushion, panting as if she would never get enough air.Coral suctioned onto her mother's clit just as AJ came around and slid his cock into Kayla's sloppy pussy in the prone position. Kayla wailed as his cock slid into her.
Tim's hips flexed like a machine, hammering over and over into Cookie's mature pussy. Her body stretched out and locked in place, trembling as she orgasmed, moaning loudly.
"Oh fuck, don't stop, don't stop, DON'T STOP!" she wailed as Tim's cock pistoned into her like a triphammer. Finally, she relaxed on the sofa in Tim's arms. Just seconds after Tim grunted loudly and filled her slippery cunt with what felt like gallons of his hot cum. Coral didn't let him rest long. She slid his slick cock from her mother's pussy and began sucking it wildly. After a few seconds, she stood and helped him from the loveseat, to leave Cookie there panting and smiling contentedly.
"I need a hard cock in me now, so I hope you have another load in there for me." She led Tim to the ottoman and sat him down and began fellating him excitedly. Tim smiled and curled his fingers into her dark brown curls. He glanced over at his fiancé to find her lying on the sofa watching him with a weak smile, her eyes just barely open. AJ's cum coated her scalded red ass. AJ was laying back on the floor behind her, panting heavily. Tim looked at the loveseat he'd just vacated to find Mark had taken his place behind Cookie and they were kissing passionately, while Tim's cum leaked from her pussy.
"What a family," Tim wondered to himself.
Coral stood and helped him up with a grunt before taking his place on the ottoman. She met his eyes fiercely. "I need to cum. You better make me cum." Tim looked down at her pussy. It was puffy and red with arousal.
Tim's cock was hard again, and he had been looking forward to this. He stepped over her right leg and raised her left. She realized the position he was positioning himself for and her mouth opened, and her face relaxed in appreciation.
"Yes, bury that cock in me," she moaned as Tim lined the head of his cock up with her slick hole. Tim caressed her little baby bump gently before he bent his knees and sank into her pussy balls deep. Her pussy clenched and he felt her orgasm beneath him from being filled. She smiled at him as she moaned appreciatively.
When she relaxed, Tim slid out of her and then slammed his cock into her again to the hilt. She wailed lustfully.
"Fuck yes! Hammer my sweet pussy! Fuck me!" she cried as Tim went to work. He plunged his cock into her over and over, losing himself in the intensity of the moment, knowing everyone was watching him fuck his fiancé's older sister and enjoying it. What a family, indeed.
When Kayla weakly crawled over and set the vibrating egg on her sister's swollen clit, Coral began to scream.
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Not long after, each of the couples held each other tenderly, recovering and basking in the afterglow. Water bottles and towels had been passed around. AJ and Coral lay on the sofa with Coral still trembling from the multiple orgasms she'd just experienced. Mark sat on the loveseat with his wife lying over his lap. He gently caressed her ass with a dry towel. Kayla was curled up on Tim's lap, on the recliner. The smell of sweat and the intense smell of sex hung in the air. Tim had never experienced anything like it.
Kayla looked up at her betrothed and kissed him. "Am I forgiven?" she whispered. Tim smiled down at her. "Yes, dragostea mea. You are forgiven. Are there any other secrets that need revealing?"
Kayla pulled his arm around her. "Nope."
Tim chuckled. "That's good." He looked over and met his future mother-in-law's eyes. She gave him a sexy smile. "That was a hell of a good start, young man. What's next?"
Tim smiled and looked at his future father-in-law. Mark met his gaze, and they shared a grin. "You'll have to ask Mark, he's in charge of our slutty little maids now."
Cookie rolled her body enticingly to look back at her husband. Mark smiled at his gorgeous wife and ran his towel over her torso, wiping rivulets of sweat from her big tits.
Mark cleared his throat. "The next act in our little family circus will feature the main event in the center ring." Tim and Kayla laughed at his circus reference.
Cookie looked at him expectantly. "And what pray-tell with that be?"
He glanced briefly at AJ and Coral before replying. "You, my love, are the star attraction."
She smiled and looked around her family. "So, who ...?" she asked eagerly.
Mark grinned. "All of us."
Cookie's mouth fell open and a shiver ran through her body. "Pretty please," she whispered.
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The family slept in. It was nearly 10 a.m. when Cookie texted her daughters that she was starting a brunch meal. Kayla and Tim had showered after the previous evening's entertainment, so they performed their morning ablutions and then wandered into the house.
Tim spotted Cookie at the stove. She wore a "Fuck the Cook" apron over her naked body. Tim smiled when he saw Cookie's red ass was a match to her daughter's this morning. They chatted pleasantly as the rest of the family began to wander in. Kayla and Tim set the table, and everyone settled in around Cookie's eggs benedict with asparagus and pink grapefruit halved, with mimosas for everyone, except the expectant mother, who happily drank plain juice.
Mark started off the conversation by thanking his wife for cooking for them all. With a grin, he added, "I'd also like to thank the ladies for an amazing evening. I'm not liable to forget that anytime soon."
AJ and Tim raised their glasses as well. "I hope it's not the last we see of those maid uniforms," AJ said with a grin.
All three ladies smiled, and Kayla replied. "Well, next time we think it's going to be Speedos and black bow ties for you guys. The three of us will use you as proper ladies of the manor would. Sound good to you?"
All three men nodded enthusiastically.
Cookie chimed in, "There are no plans for this evening in any case. We should all rest and regain our strength as my mother and sister will be here tomorrow morning and you all know what that means."
Everyone nodded except Tim who looked at Kayla inquisitively. Before she could elaborate Coral took a sip of her juice and looked over at Tim. "So, Tim, now that you understand the Robinson family dynamic, are you going to bring it home with you? Gonna become nudists and swingers like Mom and Dad?"
Kayla smiled and looked at her fiancé. Tim shook his head and smiled. "Nope. I can't stop her from walking around naked, and wouldn't if I could, but no swinging. I've no plans on sharing her with anyone." He looked around the table. "Present company accepted. What happens in this house stays in this house. At home, we're gonna live like regular folks."
Cookie nodded with an amused look on her face and exchanged a look with her husband.
"What about when we visit you in Sarasota? No funny business?" she said with a pout.
Tim chewed and swallowed. "Nope, that's just when we visit here."
Cookie sat straight, untied, and removed her apron, revealing her magnificent big tits. She leaned forward, and set them enticingly on the table, giving Tim a seductive look. Tim swallowed nervously, his eyes drawn to her big areolas and nipples.
"What if I was to walk up to you in your own living room and ask if you would like to fuck me until I was a quivering, exhausted mess? What would you say to me?"
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