We got the boys back to Debby's mom's place without trouble. We put them to bed and had some coffee while watching the late news, and then went to bed ourselves. We were staying in a spare bedroom across the hall from her mother's room, and the boys were in Debby's old room.
We crawled into bed expecting to go right to sleep. Debby was in an old cotton tee shirt and I was in my shorts. I certainly wasn't figuring to screw Debby in her mom's house. But, somehow, when Debby leaned into me to kiss me good night, the kiss became somewhat extended. And so I leaned into her and kissed her again, a bit more lingeringly. She returned the favor with another kiss, this time slipping me some tongue.
Well, I can take a hint. I wrapped my arms around her back and responded with my own tongue. In no time at all, I was licking and kissing her neck and ears, as she slowly moaned into mine. I'm not sure who undressed whom first. Very shortly we were naked, with me on top and Debby's legs around my waist, in a slow, leisurely fuck. Debby orgasmed twice, quietly but intensely, whimpering into my ear, before I finally gave the final thrust and came.
We lay back in each other's arms, caressing the other, when we heard the front door open and close. Elizabeth lived in a large, old, but carefully refurbished, Victorian house. Voices came up through a ventilation grate, faintly but clearly.
"You can't come upstairs tonight, Anthony. The children are staying over tonight. Let's go in the parlor, instead."
Debby stiffened in my arms. She had heard her mother as clearly as I had, and understood the implication as had I. Her mother was telling her boyfriend they couldn't screw in her bedroom, so they had to do it downstairs!
I sat up and looked around the room. In the moonlight, I could see the grate by the wall. I turned back to my wife and, putting a finger to my lips, took her hand. I pulled her upright.
"What are you doing?" she whispered to me.
"Sshhh. Let's listen." I tugged her off the bed towards the grate.
"We can't!" she whispered back. But her protest seemed rather feeble. And then stopped on hearing the conversation from below. The parlor was directly under our room, and the voices carried quite clearly up through the grating.
"Can I get you some coffee, Anthony?" her mother said.
"No, but you can get out of that dress."
Debby gave a quiet gasp, but the other couple never noticed.
"Why, Anthony? I've heard about you soldiers. Why, if I was standing here in only my stockings and heels, you'd want to push me onto the couch, throw my legs in the air, and ravish me!"
"What an excellent idea, my dear."
The next sound we heard was a long zipper being pulled down.
"Have I told you lately, just how beautiful you are, my dear? How I love your tits? Your thighs? How I like it when you shave your pussy?"
Debby was stock still, flabbergasted at the words. I was grinning madly. So her mom shaved her cunt? Cool! I turned back to the bed and pulled a comforter and two pillows off the bed. I handed the pillows to Debby, which woke her from her daze, and spread the comforter on the floor near the grate. I quietly sat down on the quilt, and pulled Debby down next to me. She placed the pillows near the grate, and we both lay face down on our elbows, listening for more.
Anthony had apparently disrobed also, for the next words were from Elizabeth.
"Why, Anthony, erect again? I thought that blow job I gave you in the car had tired you out?"
"My forces have regrouped and are ready for a fresh assault. Now, what did you say soldiers did…? First I push you onto the couch…" We hear a squeak from the cushions of a couch. "Then I throw your legs up into the air… Like this…? And then ravish you?" Elizabeth responded with gasps and moans.
My cock, minutes ago limp as a wet noodle, was achingly hard by now. Listening to Debby's mom start fucking was a real turn on! Silently, I knelt behind Debby. Gently taking her hips in my hands, I slowly pulled her to a kneeling position. Reaching around, I tugged both pillows under her, one on top of the other. Then I pushed her down again so that her hips rested on the pillows. Her ass pointed up at me, several inches off the floor.
Pushing her legs together, I straddled her thighs. I lowered my cock to the crack of her ass and rubbed it for a few moments. Then I slid it down between her thighs and penetrated her pussy. She was as hot and wet as I could ever ask. Listening to her mom screw had really turned her on, also. Slowly I pushed my way in to the hilt, my balls rubbing her thighs. I rested my hands on either side of her hips.
This is one of my all time favorite positions. The depth of penetration is excellent. And Debby presses her legs together, generating unbelievable friction and grip on my cock. As I began moving in long, slow strokes, I could feel every bump and fold in her cunt.
Below us, the action was also heating up. Elizabeth was alternately moaning and gasping out, "… yes, yes… oh, it's so big… fuck me…! Faster… slower… yes…! That's it…" while her lover merely grunted and groaned, loud and long. His earlier blow job, like my earlier fuck, had drained the urgency from his balls, and together we plowed our partners for a good, long time.
Finally, Elizabeth began gasping out that she was going to come, and that urged both Anthony and myself to greater efforts. Debby wasn't saying how she felt, she had stuffed the edge of the quilt into her mouth and her screams of pleasure never made it past my ears. I think both Anthony and I exploded at the same instant, to judge my Elizabeth's moans and Debby's twitching. I gently collapsed onto Debby's back, as we heard her mother and her mother's fiancee disentangling below us.
We lay gently together for several minutes, my cock slowly softening, still in Debby's slowly pulsing cunt. Then from below we heard Elizabeth talking again, if somewhat breathily.
"Well, Anthony, you've fucked my mouth and pussy tonight. Are you going for all three holes, or should I just kiss you good night and go to bed feeling not quite satisfied?"
Holy shit, she just asked him to ass fuck her! My cock stirred, and began to lengthen.
"Jesus, Elizabeth! I think you just damn near broke it off! Give me a minute will you!"
"Of course, love. Why don't I just play with myself for a few minutes, until you get your breath back."
Wow! My cock continued to grow in Debby's now come soaked pussy. I reached up and took her arms. Pulling them downwards, I lifted my weight off her body, and pushed her hands towards her own pussy. Shortly thereafter I could feel her fingers massaging her own clit. I kept my cock in her cunt, not moving, but feeling it gently grip and release me.
Anthony must have recuperated by now, because the next thing we heard was, "Now just kneel there on the floor and lean onto the couch… no, no, leave your hands right where they are… spread your legs more… unnnh…"
I was fully erect, too, by now. I slowly pulled out of Debby's drenched pussy. Positioning my cockhead in the crack of her ass, I reached down and directed it towards her sphincter. Finding her little, rubbery ring, I slowly pushed the head in, holding my cock in one hand to ensure penetration. I kept pushing, as Debby moaned into the comforter, until I was fully engulfed. God, was she hot and tight!
Our assfuck didn't last long. As soon as her ass had accommodated me, I began plunging in and out, hard and fast. Below us, Anthony was doing the same. Elizabeth, either forgetting her guests, or just not giving a shit anymore, was screaming out her pleasure. This kind of action can't go on very long, and ours didn't. We all came within seconds of each other.
Mercifully, Elizabeth was sated, even if only for the night. Shortly thereafter, her lover dressed and left, and Debby and I crawled back into our bed and collapsed into sleep.
The rest of the next month we slowly got back to our normal selves. Rather than fucking three times a day, and more on weekends, we settled down to our regular twice a night. Oh, for sure some days we did much more, and some days, not at all. But in general, the mad frenzy we had been in since that first party at Jerry and Carol's passed. We both went back to wearing underwear most of the time.
The month passed quickly enough. Amazingly, we had really lucked out on our schedule for July. The party was the last Friday night, and Jenny could sit again. And starting Saturday, the boys went to Scout camp for a week. So Debby and I had made plans to take a trip of our own, to the seashore. We planned to fuck ourselves silly for an entire week, with no kids around to interrupt us.
I got home that Friday evening in time to open the door for the babysitter, running across from her house across the street. It was pouring outside, and Jenny's nipples were clearly visible through the thin cotton of the tee shirt. Just as I closed the door, the bell rang. I opened it to greet a semi-pissed off pizza delivery guy. Apparently, while staring at Jenny's chest, I had closed the door in his face. A big tip was in order.
I carried the pizza into the kitchen and set it on the table. Jenny and the boys appeared as if by magic, and promptly began devouring slices. For a few moments I stared at the young girls tits, clearly outlined by the clinging fabric. Then I tore my gaze away, before she caught an old pervert watching. I wandered upstairs to change.
I entered our bedroom and heard the shower running. As I stripped down, the water stopped, and I heard Debby drying herself. I was naked when she came out of the bathroom. She came into my arms and gave me a long, sloppy kiss. More than a kiss, it was whole body foreplay, as she squirmed against me. Her nipples dug into my chest, as her cunt and navel rubbed against my groin and belly. My cock, semi-rigid already, sprang into a full, glorious erection.
"Ready for more tradition?" she asked. At my grinning nod, she leaned against the dresser and hopped up on it. She scooted her ass forward until her pussy was at the edge, and spread her thighs wide. Then she reached down between us and took my hardon in both hands. After a brief hand job to make sure it was rock hard, she pulled me to her and tucked it into her cunt.
Christ, she was wet! And hot! She kept both hands at our joined crotches, rubbing both my dick and her pussy. Her legs she wrapped around my waist, and tightly hugged me to her. In turn, I placed both hands on her ass and hips, and began rapidly thrusting for all I was worth. The dresser began bucking against the wall, and I thought for sure they'd hear it downstairs. Not that I cared. Wild horses couldn't have dragged me out of Debby just then. After about fifteen minutes, both of us hot and sweaty, Debby began whimpering and twitching on my cock. This was the final spark for me. Back arching, I rammed in and standing on my toes, lifted her off the dresser. Impaled on me, we both came massively.
After a few moments wrapped in each other, we got our breaths back and separated. Together we went into the bathroom, but while I stepped into the shower, Debby stayed outside. When I invited her in to shower with me, she simply laughed.
"Then we'll never get to the party!"
"So what?"
"Oh, behave, Jimmy!" Debby picked up a washcloth and ran it under some water in the sink. She then began taking a sink bath. I left the shower door open and watched. She washed all over, taking quite a bit of care of her pussy and tits. Apparently, they were very dirty. I really got turned on when she sat on the toilet and pissed. Her legs were wide open and facing me, I could see the stream clearly. She really had to wash their again. My hardon was painful when I stepped from the shower.
"Christ, hun, I really need to fuck you again!" I pleaded.
"Nope. Maybe later. Now get dressed and get out. I've got to get ready."
"Please?"
"No," she laughed.