Sitting in the chair at the lake, holding Robin's naked body in his arms, Charlie Crawford suddenly remembered his cottage reservations at the beach.
"Robin," he excitedly whispered. "As long as your folks are out of town for the weekend, why not spend it with me at a beach cottage."
The suggestion quickly brought her back to reality. She had forgotten that he and her mother had planned to go to the beach.
"Gee, I don't know," she stalled, fully aware her parents were in town. "I don't think my parents would allow me to go."
"But you wouldn't have to tell them," he argued. "They're out of town."
Robin knew how outraged and angry her mother would be when she learned how Robin had deceived them. If she went away with Charlie, it would postpone the ugly confrontation with her mother for twenty-four hours. Robin was scared to death over the prospect of facing her mother.
"Okay," she finally answered.
"Great," he beamed. "We'll drive by your house so you can grab your toothbrush and swim suit."
"I can't do that," she stammered, realizing that her mother was probably at home waiting for Charlie. "I don't want any of the neighbors to see me leaving with you."
"Well, then," he smiled. "We can stop by my place and pick out one of Arline's bikinis. She told me she was going out today, and we can grab a toothbrush when we get to the beach."
"That sounds neat," Robin smiled as she pulled up her shorts.
When they arrived at the Crawford home, Charlie led her upstairs to select one of his wife's swim suits. Robin felt guilty about borrowing it without Arline's approval, but under the circumstances, she had little choice.
Opening the bedroom door, they were greeted by the unlikely sight of Robin's naked stepfather sprawled on the bed. His mouth was buried in Arline's slit as she straddled his chest. Diane was squatting over his deeply embedded cock.
Arline was writhing in ecstasy, her lustrous black hair flailing wildly around her excited face as Bob noisily slobbered and sucked on her juice-drenched cunt. Diane was mewling and squealing with delight as she slithered her pink, juicy fuckhole up and down the full length of Bob's valiant cock.
"Gee," Robin giggled to Charlie, "this looks like a neat party. I'm sure glad we didn't miss it."
"Shit!" he laughed. "At least we know where everyone is."
"God," she smiled, excitedly watching the naked bodies writhing on the bed. "It looks like fun."
"Shall we join them," Charlie laughed, quickly removing his pants.
"Shit, yes!" Robin giggled, slipping out of her shorts and halter. "It looks like my stepfather needs some help."
Without waiting for an invitation, Charlie crawled onto the bed, dropping to his knees just behind Bob's head. Facing his wife, Charlie guided his cock toward her excited, gaping mouth. If Arline was surprised to see her husband's cock in front of her face, she was too aroused to show it. Grasping his stiff shaft with her hands, she drew his big, throbbing cock-head into the warmth of her hot, sucking mouth.
Noticing that every hole and cock was occupied, Robin reached for the bedside phone and dialed Lance.
"Hi, honey," she giggled. "This is Robin." There was a brief pause as he spoke on the other end of the line.
"No, silly," she laughed, "I'm not mad any more. I want to see you right away."
"Yes," she giggled. "And I love you, too. Just wash your cock and come over to the Crawfords' house as fast as possible. Don't bother to knock. Just walk up to the bedroom – there's a party going on that I'm sure you wouldn't want to miss."
Robin turned her attention to the mass of human flesh writhing on the bed. Robin spied Charlie's quivering asshole just above his big hairy balls. On a sudden impulse, she hopped over and thrust the full length of her finger into his dark, hot ass.
Charlie lurched and squirmed as Robin's swirling finger lewdly massaged his sensitive prostate gland, triggering a gush of cum into Arline's slurping mouth. This seemed to start a chain reaction as Bob suddenly shot his load into Diane's cunt. At the same instant, the two women exploded into their orgasms.
The bed was soon a tangle of exhausted, limp, wet flesh, and the only sound in the suddenly quiet room was heavy breathing. Staring at Bob's thick, limp prick, Robin suddenly had a desire to feel it big and hard in her pussy. Robin crawled between his legs and inserted the flaccid, juice-soaked cock into her mouth. She found the taste of his cum, mixed with her mother's cunt juices, to be strangely exciting.
"Where the hell have you been?" Diane asked, looking over at Charlie. "Why didn't you meet me at the parking lot?"
"Robin told me that you'd gone out of town," he answered, his cock beginning to stir again as it always did when he looked at Diane's body.
This was the first time Diane had been aware that her daughter was in the room.
"Oh, my God!" she gasped, seeing Robin sucking and slurping on her stepfather's cock. Although shocked by the scene, Diane was turned on at the sight of her daughter's moist lips working on her husband's thick penis.
Turning back to Charlie, she was thrilled to see his beautiful shaft throbbing toward another erection. Without a moment's hesitation, she grasped the man, covering his prick with her eager mouth.
Left to herself, Arline was frantically trying to masturbate when Lance walked into the room.
"Hello, beautiful," she whispered. "Who are you?"
"Lance Woodward," he gasped, shaken by the sight of the naked bodies writhing on the bed.
"Hi, Lance, baby," she continued in a low, sensuous voice. "Why don't you take your clothes off and fuck awhile. This hot, little cunt of mine is mighty hungry for a nice, hard cock."
Lance stared with disbelief at the beautiful brunette writhing on the bed, her smoldering grey eyes begging him to fuck her.
Lying on her back with her creamy, white thighs wide open and her knees drawn to her chest, Arline's fingers were holding her cuntlips open, revealing the soft inner flesh of her juicy, wet slit.
"Come on, honey," she whispered. "This hot little cunt needs a good fucking."
As if in a trance, Lance slowly began disrobing, unable to take his eyes off her squirming pussy. The thought of driving his cock up her hot fuckhole was blowing his mind.
"Oh, sweet Jesus," she gasped when he dropped his shorts, exposing his smooth, steel-hard rod. She had never seen anything as beautiful as this hard, young cock.
Quickly moving between her thighs, Lance dropped to his knees. Reaching down and grasping his hard shaft, Arline slowly guided it toward her slippery, hot cunt.
Raising her hips to assist in the penetration, she felt his big, swollen prick probing against her wet, yielding trembling cuntlips. She felt them stretching to accommodate the hard cock that was sinking into her excited body.
"Oh, my God, that feels good," Lance moaned as his cock slithered up through her hot cuntal tissues. When he had finally reached full penetration, Lance savored the luxurious feeling of her cuntal walls squeezing his cock.
The bedroom was filled with the sound of creaking bed springs, deep breathing, and the sensuous slurping sounds of three erect cocks pumping in and out of three slippery, hot cunts.
"Oh, honey," Arline squealed with delight when Lance began speeding the tempo of his long, smooth thrusts. "That's it, you beautiful young stud, give it to me good!"
His big, driving cock was throbbing with ecstasy as it slithered against the slippery ridges of her warm passage. The pleasure was so intense that Lance could no longer control his actions. His body had been seized by muscular spasms that were driving his cock in and out with a savage intensity.
"That's it, you beautiful stud!" she sobbed, feeling his bone-hard honker slashing violently into her flaming pussy. "Fuck me, baby, fuck me hard!"
Spurred on by her erotic squeals, Lance was pounding and driving even harder into the lurching woman's soft, white body.
"Faster, stud, faster!" she shrieked, sinking her teeth and nails into his shoulders. "Fuck, baby, fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"
When his hot cum began squirting into her lust-crazed pussy, Arline exploded into a heaving, screaming orgasm.
"Ooooooh!" she squealed. "I'm coming! Commiinnnggg! Commiinnngggg!"
Her body was trembling and lurching with uncontrollable ecstasy as she felt spurt after spurt of hot love juice gushing into her cum-drenched cunt.
"Oh, God, baby," she whispered, covering his lips with her mouth. "That was delicious, you beautiful animal!"
The six naked people never left the house until late the following evening. They sucked and fucked in pairs, in threesomes, foursomes, and in every conceivable position that their lust-crazed minds could imagine.
When one of them would temporarily collapse from exhaustion, there was always someone to take their place. They felt liberated and were all very much aware that their marriages had been saved. There would be no more sneaking and cheating from now on – with their sex lives in the open, they could enjoy each other's bodies without jealousies.
Robin was the happiest of all. Her mother and stepfather would always remain together and the girl could enjoy her sex life with Bob as well as with Charlie Crawford and her own, sweet Lance.
Her mother had taught her how.