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All In The Family
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
ALL IN THE FAMILY
My name is Jeff (names and places have been changed to protect the guilty).
At the time this story begins, I was a Manager in a Chicago Division of a
Fortune 10 company. Things started innocently enough when I took my
girlfriend Susan out for Chinese food. With us at dinner was Susan's sister
from Atlanta, Linda, who I had not met before. She had some problems at home
and had decided that a change of venue, visiting her big sister for the
weekend, would help her mood.
As we talked, I remember noticing that Linda was quite attractive and
interesting. I thought about getting to know her better, but I also knew that
Susan was possessive and would not be the least bit amused if I got to know
any woman better, let alone her little sister. Conversation, therefore, never
progressed past small talk.
Since I had more space at my house than Susan had at hers, I suggested that we
all sleep at my house. My offer was graciously accepted. That night Susan
and I slept in my bedroom while Linda occupied the guest bedroom. I remember,
as I made love to Susan, thoughts about Linda kept popping into my head. I
wished that I was making love to her, or that she would walk in and join us.
Susan is not only possessive, but also straight, so I knew this was not in the
cards. The weekend ended uneventfully and Linda returned to Atlanta.
About two months later I had to go to Atlanta on business, so I decided to
call Linda and ask her out to dinner. As I was going to be on company
business and planned to stay in a fancy hotel, I suggested she bring a bathing
suit so that we could take advantage of the facilities.
Upon landing in Atlanta, I rented a car at the airport and drove to my hotel.
When I arrived Linda was waiting for me in the lobby. As we stood in the
check-in line, we talked and decided to go swimming before dinner. She
accompanied me to my room so that we could change into our bathing suits. I
behaved like a perfect gentlemen. She met me in kind by playing the part of a
well-bred lady. I changed in the bathroom while giving her the privacy of the
more comfortable bedroom.
We proceeded to the large pool which was adjacent to a Jacuzzi. After
swimming, we sat in the Jacuzzi, which we had all to ourselves, and talked.
It seemed to me that our respective legs and feet kept accidently rubbing
against the other person more than one would expect for two uninvolved people.
I was trying to decide whether this could be attributed to my imagination
working overtime when Linda answered the question for me by starting to rub my
crotch. As the water in the Jacuzzi was turbulent, the twenty or so people
sitting around the pool could not see what was going on beneath the water.
Little time passed before I felt my penis starting to swell. I was thinking
about what to do next when Linda again made any answer I might have come up
with moot. Deftly, beneath the water, she removed her swim suit, and then
mine. Quickly and expertly she turned to face me, straddled my legs, and
mounted my now fully hard member.
It was a wonderfully erotic experience making love in front of a crowd of
people. Nevertheless, I was thankful no one could see what was going on below
our waists. I just hoped that the tub's jets would not suddenly stop, causing
the water to instantly turn transparent. My fear added to the excitement of
the moment.
While the unique surroundings and the spontaneity of our activities served to
create the conditions for one of the most erotic experiences in my life, the
surroundings also necessitated that our lovemaking be performed slowly and
confined to a single position. Just as I was about to come, I gently removed
Linda from my hard cock and suggested that we return to the room. She quickly
agreed.
Back at the room the wet swim suits came off quickly and fell to the plushly
carpeted floor. It did not take Linda more than a few seconds to get me hard
again. We continued our lovemaking, this time more wildly, as we no longer
had to worry about the constraints induced by our previous surroundings.
Magnificent simultaneous orgasms were reached quite some time later, followed
by a leisurely dinner, and capped with continuous lovemaking and cuddling
until morning, which arrived much sooner than either of us would have liked.
For the next two years, until Linda moved in with a boyfriend (I think he must
be a very lucky guy) I looked her up whenever I had business in Atlanta.
Since the first dinner, Susan has asked me, at first frequently, of late
occasionally, if Linda and I ever did anything other than eat and talk. Now
you know why I had to change the names and cities. Susan still does not know.
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