In the happy days that followed that first fantastic weekend, Leslie and Catherine became inseparable. Catherine was practically living with the Grotens. It seldom came as a surprise to James to glance down to see who was licking or merely idly playing with his penis – and find Catherine. Of course, all of their erotic behavior was kept a close, dark secret.
As for Alice Duerr and James Groten, they became more and more intimate. Each day a new rumor would be concocted and spread like wild fire over the office.
But none of these did any real harm. Some were vicious, but most were sparked only by envy and acute jealousy. Often pretending they were very busy with one chore or another, they would lunch together in his or her office. This would generate other rumors. Many times, however, they ate in that Italian restaurant they visited that first Saturday.
One special event involving all four of them was a thrilling weekend in the country. It was an early autumn that year and in the Vermont woods the usual mid-October hunting season had been moved up for one political reason or another. But in any event, this meant that James Groten's company's hunting lodge had to be made ready for those guests it would accommodate. The company treated its valuable customers excellently.
Thus it fell upon Alice Duerr to fly up and get the place ready. The company chartered a six passenger Cessna for Alice's use, and, of course, she invited James, Catherine and Leslie for the weekend.
When the girls met James and Alice at the airport, the biggest surprise was the handsome young pilot. They had never expected this. Catherine and Leslie were half thrilled to death. The pilot was paid to stay with them until Monday morning when they'd all fly back to La Guardia.
When the craft was loaded with the necessary provisions, the take off was as smooth as a bird in flight. The trip was exciting, especially for Catherine and Leslie. This was their first flight.
As the light aircraft floated through scattered puffs of white clouds, Leslie squeezed Catherine's hand. They were seated next to each other in the last seats. Her father and Alice Duerr were just in front of them.
It was hardly necessary because of the noise from the twin propellers, but Leslie whispered: "Honey, I just can't wait till we get up there, I mean down there. God, I'll go nuts if we don't figure out some clever way to get that pilot alone, away from Alice and Daddy so we can have some hot fun. You agree?"
"Hell, yes. I'll bet he's got a beautiful prick. Anybody that handsome's just gotta have a nice thick tool."
"Alice says there's a little lake and the water will probably still be warm enough to swim in. That'd be an ideal place to make him horny, especially if we dive in wearing only our panties and bras."
"Great idea."
Moments later, just before sundown, the small craft glided toward earth and touched down on a small airfield several miles from the hunting lodge. Here a station wagon would be waiting.
Once they were in the lodge – and it was truly a dreamy woodland hideaway, totally isolated from civilization – James helped Alice unpack. The girls went off exploring with the pilot. His name was Jimmy Blake.
"But you look so young to be a pilot," Leslie was saying as they hiked through the woods.
"I learn fast," laughed Jimmy.
Catherine winked at Leslie. "We're on the right path to the lake. Come on, let's hurry before it gets too dark." Her young pussy was burning with desire. Catherine either had to have Jimmy Blake or she had to be alone with her darling Leslie.
Leslie felt exactly the same. Her ripe young breasts were full of passionate desire. Her panties were moist and her tender pussy was yearning to be stroked and kissed.
As for Jimmy Blake, who was twenty-six, his first look at both girls brought one expression to mind: jailbait! But that didn't stop him from admiring them. Neither did the idea stop him from imagining what it might be like to make love to either one or, for that matter, both.
It was their idea that he join them in the trek for the lake. He wondered if he wasn't reading too much into this. They had both gripped his hands warmly when he agreed to go with them after Leslie's father told him to go off and have a good time with the girls.
At the lake they found a small cabin. It was beautiful and lonely and woodsy.
"It's a paradise!" Leslie exclaimed.
"Like the Garden of Eden," said Catherine.
Jim Blake laughed. "Right on, and we've got two Eves, haven't we?"
The girls laughed with him. "And one Adam," they said almost in unison. All three laughed.
"All we need is the forbidden fruit," Jimmy offered.
The girls giggled.
Leslie ran down to the lakeside.
"The water's perfect," she declared. "It couldn't be better. Hey, come on down here, you two!" she yelled.
Jimmy and Catherine ran down the path joyfully. Both were holding hands. Leslie felt a swift sharp pang of jealousy, but she quelled it. How on earth could she really be jealous of her best friend?
"How about a dip?" asked Jimmy.
"Bare ass?" joked Catherine. She hugged the young pilot. He kissed her forehead. Again Leslie felt jealous.
And Jimmy Blake sensed this instantly. "Hey, Leslie," he said, "come up here. Since you're the old man's daughter, I've gotta ask you something, okay?"
Ah, thought Leslie, that's what's bothering him. He wasn't sure what would happen if her father knew.
For a moment the three talked.
"I don't keep any secrets," said Leslie, "and especially from Jimbo."
"…and neither do I," echoed Catherine. "He's our good friend and he understands us."
Jim smiled. "Would he understand if we all stripped and went in for a dip?"
"What the hell's wrong with that?" both girls asked. "He wouldn't say a thing."
"What if I kissed you, Leslie?"
Leslie grinned. "Well, that'd be just fine but you'd also have to kiss Catherine."
"He could take turns with us," Catherine laughed happily. She felt just great. The ice was breaking. She knew it wouldn't take long before she and Leslie could literally rape him. And that was their intention, was it not?
"Okay," said Jimmy. "The last one in doesn't get any kisses!"
There was a wild rush to strip and fly into the warm lake water. There were three simultaneous splashes as three naked bodies plunged into the water.
Then, after swimming around and much splashing of one another, the three interlopers in Eden's garden strode up to the small jetty at the end of which was the fisherman's cabin.
"Whew! That was wonderful!" Catherine exclaimed.
In the chilly air, both girls were shivering slightly. Jim Blake folded a strong, muscular arm around each. Catherine and Leslie snuggled close to him. Soon they were kissing, taking turns, tongues flying, Jimmy's hands exploring and caressing their damp breasts.
It was Leslie who reached first for Jimmy's hardening cock. As Catherine had guessed, it was truly beautiful. It was long, thick, round and warm. Next Catherine cupped his heavy balls.
Back in the hunting lodge, Alice and Jimbo were naked. They were fucking like two wild animals after having sucked each other into a frenzy. James' glistening prick was sliding in and out, Alice's naked buttocks humping. She was grunting with each violent thrust of Jimbo's hips. She was moaning when he'd pull out his prick before plunging it in again, his balls slapping noisily against her buttocks.
"Oh, James, James, darling, fuck… fuck fuck… oh, God, James, it's so beautiful, it's so hot. My cunt's on fire. Oh, God, like that, James. Yes. Yesssssss, faster, faster, faster… go! Go! Go!"
On a grassy knoll in back of the isolated fisherman's cabin, Jimmy Blake was on his back. Catherine, her knees apart, sat astride his pounding penis. She was fucking up and down wildly, screaming each time his monstrous penis would sink deep up inside her horny cunt. She adored fucking this way. This was her favorite position when she fucked Leslie's father.
Leslie was on her knees in back of Catherine. She was squeezing Jim's balls and fingering his slippery, cream-coated prick as Catherine rode up and down on it.
Leslie was also tickling Catherine's asshole after having dipped her fingers into her juicy cunt.
"Oh, honey, let's do it! Let's do it… let's do it!" Catherine was screaming as she felt Leslie's finger slide easily up into her well-lubricated asshole. Catherine loved this action. Often when she was fucking James Groten, Leslie would kneel in back of her and lick her father's penis as it reamed up into her hot hole. Leslie would also sometimes suck on her bouncing breasts as Catherine leaped up and down on James Groten's pounding cock.
Leslie stood up after licking her lips. She put her back to Jim Blake and faced Catherine, who was facing Blake. Slowly she straddled her legs. Then, as Jim reached up with both hands to grip her naked buttocks, she let him lower her wet crotch until she was now squatting on his face.
She began to rub her juicy, hairy cunt all over the young pilot's face. She hugged Catherine and kissed her as her friend rode up and down like a piston on the fiery cock.
Both girls fondled and stroked each other's delicious breasts as they kissed ravenously. "Oh, his prick, Leslie, what a big hard prick," Catherine was moaning. "Yes, darling, suck on my breasts while I fuck him. Ohoooooo, yes!"
That evening, before a roaring fire after a delicious supper of charcoal-broiled steaks, you might say that this segment of James and Leslie Groten's adventures in sexual honesty mushroomed into an extravaganza of joy-giving and pleasure-seeking.
Alice Duerr watched a loving and tender father penetrate his daughter. She watched James Groten in turn mount Catherine Dorchester and solicit happy squeals of ecstasy from her. Alice herself was on her hands and knees as the young pilot speared his prick in and out of her cunt…
Yes, thought James Groten as he lay nearly exhausted before the fire watching Alice Duerr, Catherine Dorchester and his beloved daughter seeking joy and giving pleasure to one another's beautiful bodies, he wouldn't change his life style for all the gold on earth.
James Groten was supremely content!