Feature Writer: Candy
Feature Title: Adam & Eva
Copyright: ©2012 Fiction by Candy
Adam & Eva
I was hanging out at the condo’s pool like I usually did on school nights, especially hot ones. Mom’s rules were that I could as long as my homework was done. That evening I was with my friend Ashley, who also lives in the same complex I do. We both have good curves so we look good in our bikinis. I know because not a solitary man, no matter how old he is, can be at the pool here without ogling us continuously.
When a strange man entered the pool area, Ashley and I took notice. He looked like he was eighteen or nineteen, and yet he had a toddler with him so maybe he was older. Either way, the guy was extremely hot. Close to six feet tall, he had light, sandy hair and was nicely tanned. He definitely worked out since he had a great body.
Ashley leaned closer and whispered, “I bet he’s tanned all over,” then giggled. “Do you think that’s his kid?”
To the tanning question, I said, “Why don’t you go over there and pull his swim shorts down a bit to find out?” Then to her other question, I said, “Look at how he’s looking at the kid. You can tell by that he’s the kid’s dad.” She agreed, and we kept on doing the ogling for a change.
The toddler looked like a boy, but with his long, curly, nearly-blond hair it was hard to tell “The mom must be blond,” I said, voicing my thought out loud. I bet the lucky lady is beautiful too, better looking than I’ll ever be, I thought, certainly not voicing that one.
Ashley, suddenly and excitedly said in a low voice, “God, he’s coming over here!”
He was approaching us for sure, allowing his son to walk toddler steps as he held his little hands. He moved the boy’s hand as if to wave and said, “Wave hi to the pretty girls, Aiden.”
I said, “Hi Aiden,” and waved back, though my eyes were riveted on the man and not the kid.
Ashley was speechless.
“As you probably figured out, we just moved in. I’m Adam, and now you know this little guy’s name is Aiden. Is this pool always so crowded?”
I knew he was joking because the pool really wasn’t crowded at all. I said, “Sometimes we’re enough of a crowd all by ourselves.” His laugh at my joke seemed sincere as goosebumps spread over my skin. “I’m Emily and this is Ashley.” Maybe I imagined it but he was looking at me THAT WAY! And it wasn’t lost on my friend as she puffed out her chest to get Adam’s attention back.
“Do either of you do any babysitting?”
Ashley hated to babysit, yet she was all ready to jump up and say yes when a woman approached Adam and put her arms around him. “Did I hear a question about babysitting?” This must be his wife. The woman was the personification of a Barbie doll: beautiful, with long blond hair, slender body, and large breasts barely contained by her bikini top. The only thing marring the image was a slight tummy bulge, which was probably residual fat she still hadn’t lost from her pregnancy. The rest of her screamed that she’d soon lose that and return to a state of perfection. “Hi, I’m Eva,” she said.
The body language was hard to figure out. At first I thought she was a little jealous of her husband talking to two bikini-clad teens, but I didn’t think we were really any competition. There was something else in the way she acted I couldn’t put my finger on. One thing I did know is that Ashley’s enthusiasm for babysitting just plummeted, seeing what the wife looked like.
“I babysit occasionally,” I said. “I can do it as long as it’s not a school night.”
“That’s great,” Adam declared. Eva agreed, and I now had a job of sorts. Aiden didn’t look like he’d be any trouble; he seemed like a happy, well-behaved kid. Adam waved his son’s hand like before and said, “Say bye-bye to your new sitter, Emily.”
Aiden giggled as only little kids can and said “Em-wee,” which was close enough for me
“Bye-bye, Aiden.”
As they walked together to the shallow end of the pool, I couldn’t help but think of them as a married Barbie and Ken. Both were great looking and in marvelous shape. I hoped I’d l look like Eva in a few years, but I doubted I would,
“I bet she’s a stuck up-bitch,” Ashley said.
“C’mon, she seemed nice. I think you’re just jealous.”
“Am not, though can you imagine him on top of you?”
“Just as well as you can,” I said. We were still virgins, after all, so what did we know about sex?
“Did you see the way he looked at me?”
That may have been wishful thinking on Ashley’s part, since it seemed he looked at me a whole lot more. I laughed and said, “Do you think he wants to fuck you when he sleeps with her?”
“Well, maybe he likes tight virgins,” she said.
“Yeah, right,” I replied, but the thought of Adam taking my virginity tingled my insides, the mind-image making me wet. I felt it.
We sunned a while longer, watching them wade little Aiden in the pool. As we were leaving we waved to them. Eva got out of the pool, pulled her phone from their stuff, and asked me for my number. She entered it in her contacts and said they’d be calling soon for my first babysitting job. I was thankful she was the one who asked me for my number. If it had been Adam I would have melted.
Two Saturdays later I got my first call. Eva and Adam looked amazing, all dressed up for a party they were going to. I wasn’t dressed up, that’s for sure, wearing shorts and an old tee. Actually, the shorts were way short, showing lots of leg, and the t-shirt was rather tight. I caught Adam ogling me a couple of times before they left. Oooo, yeah!
Except for not wanting to go to bed without mommy putting him there, Aiden was a good kid to babysit. Eva called me on my cell to check in, saying the party was fun and they’d be a bit later than planned. I said that it was okay, and that everything was well here (now that Aiden was finally asleep).
Because it was really late when they got home, Eva walked me about half way to my apartment. She started by asking me questions about how things went with Aiden, but soon began asking about me; did I have a boyfriend, and such. She surprised me by asking how I thought she looked in her dress. When I said she looked gorgeous, she blushed and said that my legs were “very nice” and better than hers. I didn’t think so, nonetheless I enjoyed the compliment.
My mom wanted to know everything about my babysitting adventure. “I like Eva a lot,” I told her. “She’s so beautiful and yet she talks to me like I’m her age and not a kid.” Since my mom knew what Adam looked like, I steered away from talking about him, lest I get an earful of advice about my “virtue” remaining intact. In Mom’s language, “virtue” stood for that other “V” word.
I didn’t have to wait long for my next babysitting assignment. Eva called me for the following weekend, saying they were going to another party. I didn’t think adults did so much partying, but they were young after all.
As with the previous one, Eva wore a fantastic party dress that hadn’t been made with much fabric; with a plunging v-neck that showed lots of cleavage, and short enough that if I were her husband I’d be afraid of her bending over. It must be some kind of party they’re going to, I thought.
Now that he knew me better, Aiden was a dream to watch. Like last time they came home way later than they said. I didn’t mind, it just meant earning more money. Eva looked funny to me. She looked a little tipsy, though not drunk. Her dress was kind of messed up, like she took it off and didn’t quite get it back on right. And I swear she didn’t have panties on. That was weird.
When we stepped outside I asked her if she was okay. She blushed, and as she walked me half way home like last time she asked me if I knew what swinging was.
“Isn’t that like people fooling around, like orgies or something?” I said.
“Not quite, but you’ve got the idea. Adam and I go to swinger parties where we…” she struggled with how to say it, eventually finishing her sentence with “…have fun…with other people.” I must have looked shocked, for she quickly said, “Emily, please don’t judge me…us…for our lifestyle. We’re not bad people.”
“I know you’re not bad, it’s just, you know, I can’t like understand how you can be married and still have sex with other people, and like it’s no secret or anything.”
“How do you feel about sex?” she asked me.
I told her that I was a virgin, though I admitted that I liked to masturbate.
She held my arm and stopped walking. “Emily, I hope you don’t mind me being frank with you.” When I shook my head, she continued “I love sex, maybe too much. We are swingers because of me, not Adam. He knows that I need to be with women and he lets me indulge, though of course he gets to play too.”
“With women?” I said, repeating her words as a question.
“Like I said before, please don’t hold it against us. I wanted you to know because I like you and I want you to keep babysitting for us. Aiden likes you too.” She took a deep breath and added, “Yes, I’m bisexual, and the parties are the way I can indulge myself while still being in love with Adam. You may be too young to understand it all. I do love him tremendously, you know.”
I reiterated that I wouldn’t hold it against them, and that I’d still babysit for them. She gave me a kiss; nothing heavy, but it got me thinking about her admission of bisexuality. I knew what it was like for boys to come on to me, so this didn’t quite feel the same way though I wasn’t sure. I smelled the booze on her breath, yet there was something else there I couldn’t place but it wasn’t food.
The next time I saw her at the pool with Aiden, her bikini was even more revealing. I never saw one like that—basically all strings—in real life. Even with her little mommy-tummy she was able to carry it off like no one else I knew. I saw some of the other women gossiping about her. Eva didn’t seem fazed by them.
Ashley had to say something too, “How can she wear that around here?”
“If you looked like her, I guess you can wear whatever you want. You’re just envious.”
When she and her son approached us, Ashley said something under her breath but I didn’t hear her, nor did I care. “Hi there Emily,” Eva said, and Aiden mimicked her in his own way. “And you’re…?” she said, obviously forgetting my friend’s name.
“Ashley,” Ash said, sounding none too pleased about being forgotten.
“Say hi to Ashley too,” Eva said to her son, and he gleefully complied. “Emily,” she said, turning to me, “Can you babysit again next Saturday afternoon? We’re going to a pool party.” She leaned closer and said in a low voice, “That’s why I bought the new swimsuit. Do you like it?”
I smiled and whispered in her ear, “I’m sure the women you party with will love you in it.”
Her eyes were wide open as what I said registered. “You’re a special, understanding girl, Emily. You really are,” she said before moving off with her son to the shallow end.
“What was that all about?” Ashley asked.
“Nothing. She likes how I babysit, that’s all.”
I muttered to myself, “I wonder who he has sex with,” meaning Adam.
Ashley said, “What did you say?”
“Oh, nothing.”
The rest of the day I thought about what a party like they were going to would be like. Was it only about sex? Did they get naked right away, or would it be a bit more subdued, like sneaking into the house for sex? I couldn’t fathom married couples sharing partners, never mind anyone watching their partner having sex with someone else. Since I was a virgin, my idea of sex was simple—one on one between two people who loved each other. I could not comprehend the idea of an orgy. Then I imagined Adam naked and making love to another woman. What would they talk about? It wasn’t love, after all, so maybe it was just sex, like animals doing it. That night I dreamed it was me who was with Adam. When I awoke with a start, I had to masturbate so I could go back to sleep.
Saturday came quickly. Somehow Aiden sensed the hyper mind-set of his parents and was acting up as they were getting ready to leave. Adam apologized for his son, though it was apparent to me he was thinking of what lay ahead and not on Aiden’s behavior. Eva was especially overexcited to the point she wore a perpetual blush. I’ve read the phrase “flushed with excitement,” but this is the first time I’ve seen the phenomenon.
“Emily, there may be a possibility we’ll be invited to spend the night. If we do, would that be okay? We’ll pay you accordingly…with a bonus,” Adam said with a boyish smile on his face.
Considering how excited they both were, I figured that this party would be something special. Seeing his smile and thinking about him with other women at the party, my panties got wet. “As long as I can reach you if there’s a problem, I can babysit all night,” I answered.
Eva kissed me on the cheek before they left. She practically skipped to their car. Even though I still couldn’t wrap my mind around the idea of their swinger parties, I was happy that she was happy.
As I fully expected they would, in the early evening they called to let me know it would be a late night and they might still spend the night. Eva was the one who called on her cell. In the background I heard lots of unusual sounds. To me they were unusual sounds, but I’m no dummy; they were the moans, groans and cries of sex. Lots of sex. I told her I’d sleep on the sofa and that it was okay.
Aiden went to bed without a fuss, after a change and me reading him a story. He really was a nice little kid. As evening turned to night, my imagination ran wild. I imagined so many wild scenarios with Adam and Eva. I had a daydream of me sitting at the pool with my bikini on and Adam approaching me naked. In my imagination he slowly removed my top and sucked on my nipples. Then he pulled off my bottoms. I imagined him making love to me until I had an amazing orgasm. I really needed to masturbate, but I was afraid I’d make too much noise and scare little Aiden. So I squeezed my thighs together and watched some crappy television, before fetching a guest pillow where they told me they were, and went to sleep.
It was still dark when I heard voices. At first I thought I was dreaming and went back to sleep. Then I heard a woman’s voice again, in a whisper saying “Oh God, she’s beautiful.” Maybe I was still dreaming.
“She reminds me of you when we first met, you know,” a male voice said in my dream. “You’ve seen the way she looks at me, haven’t you?”
“She looks at you the way I look at her,” the woman’s voice said.
I wasn’t dreaming. I awoke to find Eva standing beside the sofa. She had on a thong and nothing else. Adam was behind her, and he only wore boxers. “You’re home? What time is it?” I asked in my waking haze. I remembered what I thought was said in a dream. “Do you really think I’m beautiful?”
“Yes, oh yes!” she said as she went to her knees beside me. Even in the pre-dawn gloom I saw that her nipples were puckered and stiff.
Seeing the way she looked at me, I said, “You want to have sex with me, don’t you.” It wasn’t a question, at least in my mind. I then fueled her fire by adding, “Your breasts are wonderful.” I can’t say I was shocked when she kissed me. I never thought I’d ever kiss a woman, yet here I was, and it made me feel good all over. Of course I’ve made out with boys, but they didn’t kiss like Eva did.
I must have moaned and didn’t realize it, for she pulled her lips from mine and said, “I’m so happy you didn’t push me away. I’ve wanted you from the moment I saw you. I want you now.” She went back to kissing me, as one hand pulled one of mine to her breast as the other wended its way into my panties. Her touch was electric. She knew right where to touch me with her fingertip. The next moan was much louder.
I found out a lot about myself just then with Eva. I loved the feel of her fantastic breasts, and she loved me touching them. Her fingers were like magic at my pussy. I felt it growing; the tsunami of impending orgasm. She stopped to undress me before she pulled off her thong. Her look was one of hunger as she took in my naked body. I loved being looked at like that; and then I wondered if Adam was watching us. If he was, was he hard? All it took was one brush of her tongue against my clit and I came. I made quite a bit of noise so she shushed me, lest I wake Aiden.
She whispered, “Take me, please!”
I knew she meant orally, and I grew nervous, worrying whether I’d do it right. She sat on the sofa and I got between her legs. I was surprised she was shaved smooth though I shouldn’t have been. She coached me on what to do but I guess I did a credible job since she was squirming and softly groaning in no time. My nervousness dissipated; I kind of liked it, knowing I was getting her off. She was very wet and tasted a little salty to me, and she only got wetter as I kept at it. All at once she squirted a little of her juices onto my lips as her hips and legs twitched and shook. She put a hand over her mouth trying to stifle her orgasmic cries but she didn’t do a good job. I heard Aiden. He was awake.
I looked up to see Adam next to us. He was naked. “Hon, I’ll get Aiden back to sleep. Why don’t you two go to bed?” he said.
Oh my God! He was everything I imagined. His penis was every bit as hunky as the rest of him, and it wasn’t limp. And he was so close! I was staring at him and so at first what he said didn’t register. Go to bed? Could I actually sleep with them? In the same bed? My knees grew weak.
Eva told him it was a good idea, and then she said to me, “You will spend the night, won’t you? Oh sweetheart, you’re the loveliest creature I’ve ever been with and I don’t want this moment to end.”
It was funny that I still didn’t know what time it was, and how much longer ‘spending the night’ meant. However, I agreed. Both of them were so beautiful and I didn’t want the night to end either since I felt so special already.
Eva guided me to their bedroom. The bed was a huge king-sized one, and with the mirrored ceiling the bedroom looked like the set of a porn movie. Lying down with her, she asked me if I was okay with what we’d done. I told her that I was okay with everything. Then she kissed me again, pressing her breasts into mine. I was still surprising myself on how much I liked this—with another woman!
Then Adam entered the room and my arousal doubled. His cock had gone flaccid but upon seeing us, and probably me, it sprang up as I watched. He climbed on the bed and soon I was the meat in their sandwich. I felt his cock rub against me as he took his wife’s place in kissing me. I moaned helplessly, which seemed to arouse both of them more. Adam whispered “I want her” to Eva.
She replied, “No, we don’t have any condoms in the house. Fuck me instead.”
Eva had me scoot up to the headboard and spread my legs. On her knees she got between my thighs and went down on me. Adam then got behind Eva. In the dim light of the single burning lamp, he made sure I saw his now erect cock before he slipped it into his wife’s vagina. When I saw her reaction, I moaned along with her. Because of the mirror I got to watch everything. I watched his cock slide in and out of Eva, shiny from her juices. I watched as well as felt Eva’s tongue caress my clit.
I realized Adam was looking at me, so I met his eyes and held them. That’s when everything seemed to happen at once. Eva groaned and spasmed as she climaxed, burying her face in my pussy. Still staring at me, Adam pulled out of his wife, and holding his cock, sprayed spurt after spurt of semen over and onto Eva’s back. When one hot glob fell on my belly, my orgasm exploded. Adam meanwhile mouthed the words “I wish it was in you” in such a way I knew exactly what he was thinking. I shook uncontrollably, cumming and cumming with her lips on my vulva and his cum dribbling down my tummy to my pubic mound. The noise we made was sure to wake their boy again, but thankfully he slept right through it.
We weren’t done yet, as Eva and I made love again in the sixty-nine position while Adam watched next to us on the bed. The day before I never thought about cunnilingus and now I was thoroughly enjoying it with Eva. She was so beautiful, got so wet, and tasted so good I wanted more and more. I felt Adam’s hands caress my ass and thighs as Eva licked away. Just as Eva was getting me to my orgasmic crest, Adam whispered in my ear, “I can’t wait to take your virginity…soon…soon.” As he finished saying that, he brushed his lips against my earlobe. At the same exact moment Eva wrapped her lips around my clit and sucked. I came with a scream.
Eva went off to calm the newly awakened Aiden while Adam lay next to me and touched and kissed me. He was hard again. For the first time in my life I touched a real, live cock. After one long kiss, I said, “Yes, I want you to…be…my first.”
“But not without a condom,” Eva said as she came back into the bedroom carrying her son. I was surprised to see Aiden naked, and even more surprised when Eva brought him onto the bed with Adam and me. Here I’d been sleeping with two naked adults but it took a naked toddler to make me uncomfortable. His parents didn’t seem to mind though, probably because it might be a common occurrence. Aiden thought it was quite a novelty that his babysitter was in his parents’ bed with no clothes on, for he giggled and played with my breasts until my nipples were stiff.
Eva chuckled and then said, “He likes them too.”
I definitely could get used to this, I thought as I lay among the warm bodies of Eva, Adam and Aiden. This tenderness was my new cocoon; the sex my liberation from the old one. We slept like that until well after dawn. When I awoke I had Aiden’s mouth on one nipple and his father’s hand at my vulva; as if it was the most natural thing in the world. Eva was already up.
I extricated myself from the two sleeping males and walked toward the smells of breakfast emanating from the kitchen. Eva was wearing a bathrobe and frying up some bacon, while toast was browning in a small toaster oven. “Good morning. I’m sure I have a robe that’ll fit you, though I’d much rather look at you like that. Coffee’s over there,” she said, pointing. “Do you want some eggs?”
She sat close to me as we ate breakfast. She kept telling me how special I was and how great the night had been. Knowing my age, she also wanted me to promise not to tell anyone. “I want this—us—to happen again, but that’s completely up to you, hon. No pressure.”
I never felt more ‘adult’ if that makes sense, talking to Eva like I was. I’d had my first experience with real sex—with a woman, no less—and I was already envisioning losing my vaginal virginity to Adam, who was the hunk of my adolescent dreams. I made sure Eva knew it. I didn’t really walk home; I floated, already anticipating my next babysitting assignment and Adam with a condom.
Two long weeks went by before I babysat Aiden again. All I thought about for two weeks was sex. Eva called me a lot, telling me how much she loved “being with” me and hoping I felt the same. When I wasn’t masturbating while thinking about them, I was living on a cloud. I had dreams of Adam—lots of them. I imagined how it will feel having him inside me. By the time I went to their place to babysit, I was crazily horny.
They were dressed up as usual for their party, but didn’t talk much about it before they left, except when Eva kissed me and said they might be home early. Did she want me more than the other partiers?
Aiden may be a little kid but he was a quick learner. When it was time for bed he didn’t want to put pajamas on. He wanted to get naked, remembering what must have been a fun experience for him two weeks ago. I put him to bed in only a diaper but I wasn’t going to get naked for a toddler. For his father, though, I’d get naked in a heartbeat.
And that’s what I did when they indeed came home early from the party.
Adam said the party hadn’t been as much fun as usual, but Eva whispered that all he wanted all evening was me and hadn’t had sex with anyone there. I saw how he looked at me and all my imagining hit home—this was for real. He was going to make love to me! But first and foremost, I was Eva’s.
She undressed me and took me to bed. She devoured my already aroused, supercharged body from earlobes to nipples to clit until I was gushing. Adam joined us as I was cumming. He was already magnificently hard in anticipation, and he had a condom packet in his hand. Eva helped him roll the condom onto his tumescent shaft while I held my legs spread in anticipation.
“Are you ready?” he asked, his usual boyish grin on his face.
Since I was practically breathless, all I could do was nod.
With Eva beside me offering encouragement, Adam positioned himself between my thighs while holding an ankle in each hand. Maybe I just listened to the wrong people but I always associated the first time with pain; yet when he slowly slid his cock into me it simply felt divine.
Eva whispered in my ear, “See, I got you lubricated, sweetheart.”
Adam and I maintained eye contact as he slowly went in and out of me. “Oh God, Emily…you’re so tight,” he murmured. I guessed that was a good thing.
Eventually he eased himself down onto me and began thrusting harder. I looked up and watched our reflection in the mirrored ceiling. My feet dangled in the air above his ass, and what a fantastic ass it was. It rose and fell in rhythmic splendor, his ass muscles flexing and scrunching on each thrust.
I was almost detached from my body, watching him fuck me like it was a porn video playing on the ceiling. I moaned on each of his deep thrusts, “Oh—oh—oh—oh—oh—oh—oh,” getting louder and louder as he went faster and faster. Meanwhile, Eva nibbled on my earlobe as she tweaked a nipple.
“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” I screamed as the most fantastic orgasm overcame me; much more intense than anything I’d experienced so far.
Adam uttered, “Oh, Emilyyyyyyyy,” as he made one last thrust as deep as I guessed he could go. I felt the spasms within me that could only be his ejaculation. Those spasms, felt through the walls of my throbbing vagina and my cervix set off a new wave of orgasmic convulsions.
Of course, all the noise I made woke Aiden. Eva went to get him while Adam pulled off the condom and said, “See what you did to me,” showing me what looked like a big volume of semen within. I thought about all of it going into me instead and I shivered. We kissed deeply. I was still aroused and wanted more of him. Like déjà vu, Eva brought a naked Aiden in to see us. Aiden wanted his daddy, so Adam took him into his arms while still on the bed, and I went to work on Adam’s cock. I never had a cock in my mouth before, so I pretty much guessed at the mechanics and went at it. I thought it was cool the way he swelled while I was doing it, so my technique must have been okay. I tasted the remnants of his ejaculate that leaked out of him, and although it wasn’t sugar, it didn’t taste anything like I thought would.
Adam got so hard I couldn’t continue without choking. He passed Aiden back to his wife and took me into his arms instead. “Let’s try a different position this time,” he said. I wasn’t well versed in “positions” so I let him direct me.
I helped him with the new condom before I followed his instructions and got on my hands and knees facing away from him. With his strong hands holding my hips, he put the head of his cock at my opening. Oh, was I ready! He slid into me, saying once more how tight I felt. This way felt different, though I’d have to wait to decide which way was better. I tilted my head back and looked at the ceiling. He met my gaze in the mirror and smiled dreamily. Because the reflected view was overhead, I watched his condom-encased cock slide in and out. I the dim lamp light, it seemed to shine. That must be because I was very wet.
We were near the foot of the bed as Adam began to pump faster. Eva surprised me by climbing onto the bed, with a smiling, happy Aiden still in her arms she positioned her pussy in front of me. I smiled up at her, feeling my orgasm slowly approaching, before lowering my head and slipping my tongue into her tasty wetness.
Whatever a giggling Aiden thought of our escapades would remain a mystery, but Adam, Eva and I were about to climax. Like a chain reaction, Adam came first. The throbbing of his spewing cock in some way nearly vibrated my vagina walls, and maybe because his urethra was touching my clit (I love Biology!) I was pushed over the orgasmic edge. In turn my climaxing moan vibrated Eva’s clit through my lips and she came too. When I finally relaxed and got my wits about me I marveled at how good it felt to still have Adam’s cock stuffing my vagina (he made a couple more small spasms that were the stragglers of his ejaculation) and how amazing it was that all our noises hadn’t scared Aiden.
“Emily, dear, you’re special…a gift to us from the gods,” Eva said as Adam pulled out of me slowly.
Once more I was lying between Adam and Eva in post-coital happiness. Adam said to me, “We know this is all new to you, but in some way both of us want you to be part of our family. We want you to share things with us, not just sex.”
The way they both looked at me took my breath away more than the sex did.
Eva continued for her husband, “What Adam’s saying is that we’ve fallen in love with you, and we want you to be more than a babysitter to us.”
Love?
“How can that be?” I said. “I like you both but I’m still in school and so I can’t come and live with you. Wouldn’t that, like get you in trouble?”
Adam said, “We know your age can get us into a lot of trouble, but we also know that our love for you is real. You’re right; you can’t live with us because basically your mom can’t know about this. We’re just asking you to spend some time with us, like your new family.”
Eva jumped in, “You don’t have to answer us now, just think about it. We do love you, you know. Real love beyond sex, since we’ve gotten to know you better.”
I had a lot to digest. Sex with them was better than I ever imagined sex could be. They were both so amazingly beautiful, aroused me so much, and I liked them a lot; but could it ever be love? They made me feel too special not to give it a try. Eva walked me home as usual, and we talked more about the “arrangement” they wanted, basically for me to be part of the family, like a three-way marriage, at least that’s how she made it sound.
“Oh my God, you fucked him, didn’t you?” Ashley said the next time we hung out together.
Did it really show? “Of course not. That would be so wrong.”
“Don’t like kid me, the way you look when you see him or talk about babysitting for them,” Ash said. “You must have slept with him. Sweet Jesus, you have to tell me about it!”
My face probably gave me away, but I said anyway, “There’s nothing to tell, really. They’re just nice people.”
“They’re hot people. Yeah, she’s a MILF, but he’s a hunk and he’s a man, so he’d be crazy not to want to fuck you, and you’re crazy if you don’t let him.” She paused, and then added, “Unless he’s a closet gay. Wouldn’t that be a waste.” I knew the answer to that one. I steered the conversation to other things. Let her fantasize and wonder about what I have and have not done.
My mother also knew something was going on, but unlike my friend she was clueless. She seemed happy that I was spending more time with the “cute couple” and delighted I looked “more contented.” Whatever she ascribed my contentment to, I was pretty sure sexual gratification wasn’t it.
Without actually committing to their suggested relationship, I began spending more time with them. We fabricated stories to have me spend nights with them. The mirrored ceiling was the coolest thing. I loved watching them make love to me as if a detached voyeur instead of a participant. The voyeuristic aspect seemed to intensify my orgasms. Eva couldn’t get enough of me, and I began to understand her need for swinging. Speaking of swinging, they didn’t go to as many parties now. I was their party. Adam didn’t take me as much as his wife did, but when he fucked me it was too passionate for words.
I soon realized how much I liked to see him cum, so Adam tried to pull out at the right time and give me a good cumshot. I didn’t mind facials, though I liked it better on my breasts and tummy. I equated his volume to his desire for me, and since he spewed a lot, I loved the idea. He taught me many positions. One I liked very much was me on top. He came inside me when we did it that way because I liked the way his throbbing cock felt when I sat way down onto him and he was very deep, all the way to my cervix. Thank God he wore a condom each time or I would’ve surely become pregnant by now.
Like I said, though not as often as they did before, they still attended some parties. I judged the quality of each one by how hot Eva was when they got home; either she got her fill of sex at the party or she energetically jumped me afterwards. One evening in bed with Eva after we brought each other to orgasm, she asked me if I thought of having sex with anyone but them.
“I guess I like still have fantasies about boys in my class and stuff like that,” I told her.
I saw that she was struggling with what she had to say so I waited, not sure where she was going. Finally she said, “One of the couples who we party with has opened up their lifestyle to their teenage son. He’s such a good looking kid, plays football and basketball in school,” she said, mentioning an adjacent town. “When we told them about you, they wanted to know if you’d like to attend a party sometime.” She saw my shock, so she quickly added, “You wouldn’t be expected to do anything except what you do here, that is babysit Aiden, and watch. Anything else would be up to you. But I do know how much you like to watch, peeking up at our ceiling like you do.”
“Aiden would be okay there?” I asked.
“He would be if you were there to help. He loves you as much as we do.”
I wasn’t sure if I had the nerve to attend a party with them, though the idea was intriguing, and easy to fantasize about. If all the others were as great looking as Adam and Eva, it would be hot to be among them—and watch. As with my newfound life of sex, hanging out with a group of adults having fun would be such a thrill, making me feel like an adult too, even if I had to babysit Aiden. If the other couple’s son was a good looking jock, then that would be a bonus. I told her I’d think about it, but mostly I was already convinced and simply wanted to construct a credible story for my mom.
As the day of the party approached, I was a complete nervous wreck. Even though we’d left behind warmer weather, Eva said the couple, whose house we would be going to, had a heated pool that would “warm things up.” She made sure I brought my skimpiest bikini, which I thought of as ironic since I was certain bikinis didn’t stay on very long at these parties.
The host couple was the Petries. Their house was huge and far away from other houses which I guessed made it ideal for these kinds of parties. Brian and Marianne Petrie met us at the door. Throughout my introduction, Mr. Petrie undressed me with his eyes. He was older than Adam but was tanned and looked to be in great shape like he worked out a lot. His wife was an older version of Eva, a mature (though silicone enhanced) blond-haired Barbie. Before I even settled in, I knew I just had to meet their son.
We walked through the house to the pool and patio in back. Several others were already there and I was quickly introduced. It was clear in their eyes; they were sizing me up and turning themselves on in the process.
“And this is Cade,” Marianne said. I turned to face the boy of my dreams. The guy was gorgeous. He was tall, muscled, but not overly so. His sandy hair was curly and unruly, yet not long enough to look unkempt. His smile included his eyes and it brought out cute dimples. He looked tremendous in his swim shorts and nothing else. I was in love.
I was barely able to say my name, and our handshake was embarrassing. Marianne took Aiden while I numbly followed Adam and Eva to what must have been a guest bedroom where we changed into our suits. When we returned to poolside, most everyone was getting food at a long table set up along one of the fence walls.
Cade walked to my side and said, “It’s kinda weird having the kid here, but if you want you can hang with me. I can see how nervous you are, with your being here for the first time and all. I know how these things shake out and can offer advice.” He smiled, and then added “I won’t bite, and I won’t make a move on you either; it’s not like I don’t like what I see, it’s just that I’ll be way too busy anyway.”
I got the picture immediately. Cade was the boy-toy at his parent’s swinger party. I couldn’t blame any of them.
Aiden was brought back to me. We got food and sat away from the others. While I fed Aiden in between bites, Cade wanted to know all about me, obviously surmising my sexual relationship with Eva and Adam. I told him all the boring stuff about home life and school, before wading into how I’d been seduced by Eva.
“She’s the hottest lady here, that’s for sure,” Cade said, gazing over at her as she and several of the women, including Cade’s mom, lost their bikini tops. “I couldn’t believe how lucky I was the first time we fucked…I mean, oh hell, you know what I mean.”
“It’s okay,” I said, “I’m not innocent, at least not anymore.”
After most had eaten and they began to drink, some fooling around started. Cade’s mom, Marianne, staked a claim on Eva and was all over her, kissing and fondling. Some of the others, including Cade’s dad, got fully naked and jumped into the pool. Adam was off to the side talking to a curvy redhead who had her hand under the waistband of his swimsuit.
Cade said, “My mom and her silly fake boobs,” shaking his head. “You’d think a woman her age wouldn’t want humongous melons like that. She really did have nice ones before.” He looked at my breasts and said, “I bet yours are beautiful. You know, you might as well lose that top. Every one of the men in the pool are gonna want to have you. What I mean is it’ll be off pretty soon anyway.”
I was listening to Cade, but most of my attention was given to what was going on in the pool. All the men had erections and the women were playing with them. Cade’s dad, Brian, maneuvered the woman he was with toward the pool’s ladder, and when she got there he positioned himself behind her and pushed his cock in. I had to admit that for an older man he did have a nice ass. He slammed into her hard. Aiden thought the whole thing hilarious, squirming, laughing and reciting a litany of childish drivel with a few recognizable “dada” and “mama” words thrown in. Holding him turned into a chore. He was so animated he ended up pulling off my bikini top.
“See, the little man knows what to do,” Cade said with a chuckle of his own. “They are as beautiful as I imagined.” I blushed as my nipples puckered. He was looking, and he liked them! Between Cade looking at my breasts and the sex going on all around me, I was aroused and the crotch of my bottoms was soaking wet.
Eva and Marianne brought each other to quick orgasms before Marianne joined the others in the pool and Eva walked toward us. She didn’t say anything about me having my top off, but instead pulled mommy-fixated Aiden from my arms to hers. Aiden giggled again as he cuddles up against his mother’s bare breasts. Eva looked only at Cade.
“Would you like to be where he is?” Eva said.
“You know I would,” he answered.
“Then, Emily, will you excuse us?” She handed Aiden back to me before she offered her hand to Cade.
He took the proffered hand, stood, and sheepishly glanced at me as if to say what can I do? before walking off with Eva. I watched her pull his swim shorts down, fall to her knees and take his swelling cock between her lips. I was breathless for a moment; his cock was bigger than Adam’s! She must be good, because Cade was moaning loud enough to grab the attention of the folks still in the pool.
One woman hollered, “I’m next,” which I assumed meant with Cade. Whether she lost her place in the queue because she was immediately fucked by another man (who I was sure wasn’t her husband), I’d have to wait and see.
My eyes remained glued on Eva. Or maybe I should say Cade. Eva was on her back on a big lounger with Cade between her legs. I was hypnotized by the sight of his superb ass going up and down on each stroke into her. She wrapped her long legs around him and urged him deeper. I thought about it being me instead of Eva and my hand went to my sopping pussy.
Two things kept me from a masturbatory climax: the sudden smell of a soiled diaper; and the presence of Brian Petrie standing over me.
“Smells like the little guy needs a changing. Follow me.”
With him carrying the diaper bag and me carrying Aiden, he led me into the house and to one of the bathrooms where I could change the perpetually smiling though now stinky child. Since he was naked, I stole glances at Mr. Petrie’s body along the way. His penis wasn’t quite as long as Adam’s or Cade’s but it looked thicker, and it was sort of half-way erect. While I studied him he was looking at me, mostly my breasts. As I said before, for an older man he was pretty fit. It was no secret he wanted to do it with me. The only question was if I would let him. Considering my state of arousal from watching all the poolside action going on, I was leaning that way.
While I changed Aiden, Brian stood behind me and I felt his cock rub against me. He said, “You’re a beautiful girl Emily, and Adam says you’re a hot fuck. I know my son wants to have you, and so do I.” He reached around and put his hand inside my bottoms. He felt my wetness and an almost silent moan escaped his lips. I was still getting the new diaper onto Aiden when he slid my bottoms down and off. I imagined it was Cade who was behind me and perhaps for that reason I moved my legs apart and stuck my ass out a bit.
Brian must have grown even thicker as he grew more erect. I muttered “Oh God!” when he went into me; sex with Adam had not felt like this. He didn’t go slow and easy.
He held my hips tightly and banged into me as he repeated a few times “Christ, you’re so tight, like a virgin!” Really, I practically was a virgin, so he shouldn’t have been surprised.
My body knew what was good for it long before my mind did. The hard fucking with his thick cock stretching me to the limit had me cumming rapidly and hard. My orgasmic scream scared Aiden and he began to cry for his mommy, but I was lost in the blissful moment. I never once thought about safe sex until Brian pulled out and with a shout sprayed a good load all over my butt and back.
Brian rubbed his spent, hot semen over my ass as he said, “I’m glad you came Emily. (I picked up on the double-entendre.) Why don’t you take a quick shower while I take Aiden here out to Eva?”
In the shower I was still in the post-orgasmic supercharged state I’ve quickly learned to love as much as the orgasms themselves. I’ve read on-line articles about multi-orgasmic women, and as I touched my swollen, jutting clit and doubled over in climactic convulsion, I realized I was one of those women.
I didn’t bother with putting my bikini bottoms back on. What was the point? I figured I’d walk back outside to find an orgy, but instead I found a sex show, or better yet a sex competition. Adam was fucking Marianne at the same time Cade was fucking another woman named Beth. Everyone else was standing around watching and cheering them on like it was a sporting event. The only people not watching the show were Eva, Aiden and another woman who I thought was named Karla. They were at the other corner of the patio, with Eva lying down holding Aiden and Karla between her legs servicing her. The sounds coming from the mouths of the two women being fucked grew louder and louder. Every man watching had an erection. For my part, I watched Cade’s and Adam’s scrunching and flexing ass muscles and felt a trickle down my inner thigh.
Since both women appeared to climax at the same time, it was difficult to say who “won,” but since Beth was louder, the group seemed to favor her and Cade.
I wasn’t a drinker, never mind I wasn’t old enough to drink anyway, yet I walked to the bar set-up and pulled a beer from the cooler. Since the men had erections, the women must have figured it was a good idea to put them to use. Most everyone paired up, found a lounger or a pool towel to lie on, and started fucking. I drank my beer and kept my eyes on Cade. His cock though wilted and hanging, still appeared somewhat bloated from the sex, and it gleamed from the juices still coating it. I thought it looked nicely edible.
Cade saw me and walked over. He looked my nakedness up and down, and his cock twitched and rose a bit. I said, “You haven’t had enough sex already you want it with me now?”
He surely detected my sarcasm. “Look, most of this is out of my hands,” he said. “My folks got me involved and now I play a role, though I’d be kidding if I said I didn’t enjoy it.” As if on cue, one of the wives walked up to us and pulled on Cade’s arm saying, “C’mon sweetheart, I need some of this,” before palming his impressive cock. He shrugged his shoulders for my sake and let himself be led away by the petite older woman.
Cade’s dad and another man who I thought was Karla’s husband approached me. At the moment it looked as if Karla had staked a claim on Adam and was trying to get him hard again. Poor Adam looked tired. Brian cupped one of my ass cheeks and said, “I know you want my son and he wants you, but you can see he has his chores.” Both men laughed.
The other guy got right in front of me and without hesitation cupped a breast with one hand while insinuating a finger into my pussy with the other. “Damn it, Brian, she’s a wet one like you said!”
To me more than his friend, Brian said, “She’s a tight one too, and Joe, how she screams when she cums!”
My mind went into autopilot. I focused on watching Cade fuck his latest “chore” and only faintly paid attention to the two men who held me. I figured that in the eyes of the law I’d already been raped, so what more could happen? I whispered “Condoms,” and Brian quickly went to get a couple. Both men covered up, and Joe went first, coaxing me up on top of a low, empty serving table. He lifted my legs and plunged into me without preamble. I was wet enough from watching Cade so it didn’t hurt. I thought that these guys had fucked enough already that they’d last, but Joe didn’t, cumming pretty quickly, all the while singing the praises of my tight vagina. Brian went next. He lasted a bit longer yet he too came before getting me off. I faked a moan to make him happy.
None of this bothered me as much as everyone watching. Until they were done with me I hadn’t realized we’d been the latest show. Adam looked a little concerned, yet Eva and Cade were the only ones who approached me and asked me if I was okay. “Yes, I’m okay,” I said. “It was just sex, like what everyone else is doing.” For some reason, my comment seemed to bother Cade. I asked Eva if she wanted me to take Aiden but she said he was fine, as a few of the women had him and were doting on him. Following a hug, Eva went back to the others, leaving Cade and me alone.
Cade said, “Don’t be like that, Emily.”
“Like what?”
“Like me,” he said.
“I don’t understand.”
He continued, “When my mom and dad got me involved with all this I felt like I’d won the Lottery or something. I got to have as much sex as I wanted with lots of women, and I loved it.”
“It looks like you still love it,” I said.
“Yeah, it still feels good, but I don’t love it so much anymore. It’s like a dirty job that I gotta do, even if all the attention of these women has sorta gone to my head.”
“So, what does your sex life have to do with me?”
He thought for a moment and then said, “I saw you with my dad and Joe. I guess you like sex or you wouldn’t be here, but you didn’t look like you enjoyed them too much. That’s what I meant. I hope you, like, don’t turn out to be like them,” he said, sweeping his arm around to indicate everyone there. Whether his hand gesture was misinterpreted, and had anything to do with it or not, some of the men came over and wanted me to join them. I probably would have meekly gone along but Cade spoke up and said, “I think she’s had enough for today.”
One of them laughed and said, “You just want her all to yourself.”
Cade protested, but I jumped in, saying “That’s what I want. I want Cade all to myself.”
The men joked about who had dibs on me but Cade wasn’t laughing. He pulled me closer to him and we ostensibly headed to one of the double sized pool lounge chairs that previously were used as sex beds. The whole scene hit me anew. A hunk of a boy was naked with his arms around me, and I was naked too. I never imagined any of this.
Before we got to the lounger, he looked down into my eyes and said, “You really are beautiful. I was so jealous of my dad for having sex with you. Can I kiss you?” I nodded, and we kissed for the longest time. While we kissed his cock grew erect and rubbed against me; and upon feeling it I moaned involuntarily, causing Cade’s tongue to go wild in my mouth. Parts of my body were going wild too.
When our lips finally parted, I looked around and saw that we were the newest public show. As comments like “Go for it!” and “Atta boy!” filled the air, Cade asked me if I’d rather go in the house and away from the others.
I said, “Yes, your bedroom,” and to several disappointed sounding groans, he led me to his room. It was a dream come true. Adam and Eva introduced me to the joys of sex, but this is where my sexual awakening should’ve begun. I whispered to Cade, “I give myself to you.” I knew it sounded like a line from a really old movie, but that’s how I felt.
Cade’s experiences matured him well past the pawing and fumbling of typical teenage boys. He was gentle all the way. After I put the condom on him, he entered me slowly and with a soft moan. I whispered, “You like my tightness too,” and quickly regretted it, since it looked like it reminded him of his father taking me first. I saw the hurt on his face for a second or two.
The dreamy smile came back after I said, “You’re better than all those men out there.” We kept up the eye contact and he kept up the languid pace as if he was savoring every thrust. I wrapped my legs around his beautiful, muscled ass as I arched my back to take him as deeply as he could go. And deeply he did go. I pulled him down all the way on top of me and kissed him; my tongue exploring his mouth as my nipples absorbed the heat from his sweaty chest.
“Hold on tight, Emily,” he whispered as he began to fuck me harder and harder.
It didn’t take long for me to start cumming and I made sure he knew it. In fact, I yelled “I’m cumming!” so loudly I was sure everyone outside heard me too.
He made several more rapid thrusts, which were almost paroxysms while I was still climaxing, before groaning “Godddddddddd!” and letting go. In some sort of mystical synchronization, his ejaculatory spasms coincided with my contractions in a heavenly harmony that kept my orgasm going unabated. Our vocalizations were in harmony too.
Afterwards, I was amazed at how much semen was in the condom. I thought Adam squirted a lot, but Cade’s volume trumped Adam’s by a long shot. When I thought of those words—long shot—I imagined Cade cumming all over me in ‘long shots’ and I shuddered from the image. Maybe next time.
We rejoined the party and had to withstand all the ribbing about the noise we made. Some of the women wanted Cade to fuck them again. It looked like they’d grown horny again after hearing us do it in the house. He begged off and we hung out together at the edge of the pool. Eva walked over and asked me to watch Aiden again. She had some unfinished business with Beth. Except for the two women, there was no more action, since everyone else seemed tired and sexually spent. Amidst the drinking and talking, Cade and I got to know each other better. He commented on how well I “handled” Aiden, and said I’d make a good mother someday. Damn, did that send shivers up and down my spine!
As Eva climaxed from the steady ministrations of Beth’s tongue, Cade got hard again. “I still can’t get over my folks bringing me into this scene,” he said, “but I’m glad that Adam and Eva introduced you to it too.” We kissed as I palmed his erection and he cupped one of my tingling breasts. When our lips parted, he said “These women mean nothing to me, including my mother. You’re the girl I always dreamed of.”
Hearing those words from a dreamboat was my dream.
Then I thought about what he said. “Your mother?”
“Yeah, she makes me have sex with her too; sometimes together with one or two of her friends. I hate it but what could I do?”
I was disgusted with his mom for making him do that. In fact, the reality of this whole swinger scene wasn’t anywhere as idyllic as Eva made it out to be. I saw lonely, insecure people screwing around with whoever they could while their spouses did the same right in front of them. Could they still love each other after a few ‘parties’ like that? What would happen to Eva and Adam when they got older and didn’t have the great bodies anymore? I was just glad I got to meet Cade.
“Can I make love to you again?” he panted.
“What took you so long?” I said, still holding his hard and throbbing cock.
He carried me back to his bed where we fucked like before, slowly at first until our arousal got the better of us and we turned into wild animals, making the bed slam the wall, the noise eclipsing our cries.
When I knew he would cum, I moaned “I wanna see it.” I thought he didn’t hear me, yet at the last second he pulled out, yanked off the condom, and sprayed one after another after another magnificent cumshots into the air and all over me and the bed. I giggled hysterically as I rubbed the hot goo all over my breasts and tummy, before grabbing him and kissing him.
I had a new boyfriend.
We showered like it was something we did all the time, talking about when we could see each other and things we could do together. I thought about how jealous of me Ashley would be as soon as she met Cade. Being together in the shower, Cade started to get stiff but I told him I was too sore to do it again. We both knew there would be many more opportunities to link our bodies together as one.
When it was time to leave, I took Aiden back from Eva and made sure he was snug in his car seat. Adam was quiet but Eva wanted to talk. During the drive, she pressed me for answers on whether I had a good time and how I liked Cade. Of course, she knew the answers already, so I knew the questions were more about whether I’d show discretion and not tell anybody about the party. I assured her I had a great time, liked Cade a lot, and wouldn’t talk about it.
When they asked me if I wanted to spend the night, I politely declined.
I still babysit for them. Aiden and I get along so well, an observer could think he was my child. I’m not ready for a kid yet, though; finishing school and going to college comes first. I occasionally have sex with Eva, but Cade is my number one lover. When we have sex my mind is on a higher plane and my body in another universe. His mom gets mad at him because he won’t service all her friends like before. He saves his cock and plentiful cum for me.
Now when the Petries have a swing party, Cade and I are the show. When we fuck in front of them all, they get so horny it’s like an orgy soon afterward. Much to their chagrin, I don’t let any of the men touch me, so they have to take out their frustration on each other’s wives.
Eva let it slip once when we were together that Adam was fucking Ashley and that she was worried Ash would “talk.” Unlike me. I’d never tell a soul. Ash could have Adam; I got a sexy, dream boyfriend out of the deal.
THE END