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"Hello! Where are you all?" Came Amanda’s voice form the front hall. The Jorgenson children never knocked as they still felt Monika’s house was their own, even after all had been living away from home for years. "Oh, so this is it!" she said as she entered the living room. "Tied up, ha. I get it. So what’s the plan?"
"Your darling husband was helping Ingrid and I relive some memories when we sort of slowed down from unexpected distractions, but I think we could all be up for making new memories, if you are game."
"Were you on the one where you tease him unmercifully for an evening, bringing him close to relief, only to deprive him same at the last minute?"
"That was the direction, dear."
"Did you threaten him with unpleasant penalties if he came before being permitted?"
"No, I didn’t think that would be part of it. He really has been such a good sport about it. I didn’t think it warranted any corrective action on our part."
"Well why don’t we spice things up a bit. Kara, are you really up for this?"
"Sure Mandy, I’m game."
"Cool. Okay, I know what he likes, and that would be more skin for starters. Isn’t that right Sweet Cakes?" as she pinched my cheek and shook hands with my balls.
"Yes ma’am, that would be nice."
"Okay, why don’t you all lose those uniforms. No wait. Honey sit down here in the middle of the couch. Mother, how strong is this coffee table?"
"Oh, plenty strong dear, but if you have in mind anyone standing on top with heels, I’ll put a board down first." Monika said as she took Amanda’s smile as a signal to retrieve it.
Monika returned with a piece of quarter inch plywood slightly bigger than the table top and laid it down. "Perfect." Amanda said. "Kara why don’t you take the other side of Mr. Lucky here and you and I can keep him in check while experience has a turn at teasing the poor dear. Aunt Ingrid, you are looking particularly ravishing tonight. Care to lead off the cause?"
Ingrid reluctantly mounted the low coffee table and started an up and down, side to side dance in place to the music Monika was putting on the stereo. This is not what she expected when she came over for the game. My guess is I would have had the opportunity to view her fairly well preserved body before the evening was over, but it would have been on her terms. Now she was placed into the humiliating experience of doing it on Amanda’s terms. "Welcome to MY world Ladies." I thought to myself.
Kara sat sideways facing me on my right, knees drawn up on the couch, her left hand parked in my hair at the top of my head, and her right hand pinching and rolling my nipple. Amanda sat on my left, her right hand palming my growing hardon looking up at her Aunt Ingrid with enthusiasm, encouraging her, "You’ve still got it lady. Yeah. Move it… Like that, yeah."
Kara started to pick up on the energy, "Wow, that’s it. You’ve got what it takes lady. (Whistle)"
As she started to finish unbuttoning the front of the dress, Amanda took the palm of her hand and back slapped my balls, causing me to lurch forward, my head leaving Kara’s hand behind, insisting, "Show the lady some appreciation. You think it is easy for her to do this show for you?"
Ingrid stopped and watched me try to shake off the pain. "Ah phew, Ah phew, Ah phew. . . Ingggg..rid. I’m sorry. I’ve been lost in your beauty. I never knew how sexy you were until tonight. Ah phew. I feel privileged to be a part of this moment. If it is your pleasure, I would be honored for you to continue."
Ingrid smiled and started to get back into the moment. Monika leaned over to Amanda and said, "See dear, he really is such a good sport. Please don’t be so hard on him."
Ingrid continued the side to side hip motion lowering and raising her body up and down, dancing in place as she removed her uniform and then her bra. She had the tits of Amanda and Monika only a little bigger and with more sag. She still was quite beautiful for her age and when she held them up in front with her hands, I felt I could imagine them in more glorious days.
At the end of the current song, she stepped off to unanimous applause. This beautiful fifty-something lady in heels and panties finishing her act and stepping down from the table started to send me over the brink.Amanda recognized it as I was about to warn her and she clamped down to get me past the moment, and happy to see that I had the intention of warning her in time.
"Okay Mom, show him where the Jorgenson women get their stuff."
"Happy to dear. I think you have a good catch there."
Kara got up like she had a particular piece of music in mind for Monika and played DJ while Ingrid took her place, in virtually Kara’s position next to me on the couch. As Monika stepped up and stared at me smiling while waiting for the music to start, Ingrid leaned over, licked my ear and said, "You’re sweet." Her attentions to my stomach and nipples and the rubbing of her left hanging breast against my arm, had me worried about being able to make it through Monika’s dance with my judge and jury on my left.
Kara found something with somewhat of a disco beat, which surprised Monika, who looked at her quizzically, but proceeded to pick up the beat, nevertheless. Kara smiled like the cat who ate the canary as she cheered her mother on. We all clapped in time to the music and Monika was down to panties and heels in half the time Ingrid was but no less erotic. Monika was the envy of Ingrid and the pride of her daughters with how good she looked for her age. "Amanda!" I said and she knew to clamp down hard.
Monika went for the stereo to pay Kara back for the selections she played but Amanda intercepted her and asked Monika to give her a try. Monika gladly took Amanda’s place, undid the cuff on my left hand and placed my arm around her shoulder, tucking her body into mine and holding my groin down with her left hand.
Kara, who had all the confidence in the world all evening, started for the tabletop, stopped and turned around. "Hey, com’on. Your turn." Ingrid said forcefully, "Go Kara, GO." Said Amanda like her personal cheerleader.
Kara turned like she was only teasing, smiled, mounted the table saying, "Welll,. . .Okay."
When the music started, Kara started to move on the first note, only to find that Amanda had put on a polka. After a laugh by all, she put on a slower dance number which had Kara dancing in a slow sexy motion which included hands up over her head between unbuttoning, knees slightly bent, and her hips making a circular counter-clockwise motion. By the time her the uniform was all the way open in front, she was thrusting her hips and pussy forward at me with each revolution.
This was so out of place for me. Here was my sister-in-law successfully stirring the primal urges in me. Her athletic body was well proportioned like her sister and mother. Her cute face and short hair made her look more Amanda’s age than some six years her senior. Next to Amanda they looked like sisters from the neck down, but there were only hints of resemblance in facial expressions or isolated features here and there.
When she teasingly removed her bra, she took it between her legs and rubbed forward and back along her crotch, acting like she was really getting herself turned on. Monika and Ingrid were getting more and more into Kara’s performance because she was really pouring it on. Amanda said in a loud throaty voice, "Nasty! . . Work it!" I lost consciousness of the rest of the room and nothing else mattered when she started massaging her breasts and stroking from the bottoms out toward me. "Amanda! Amanda! I can’t hold….Oh God. .. .Oh, No." and I shot all over myself with one of the most potent gushers I could remember in a long time.
Amanda got there too late, put her knuckles on her hips and exclaimed, "Damn! Now you’ve done it Mr. There will be hell to pay for this."
Kara, with one arm across her middle and the other headed up to her mouth to hide her laughter, stood and enjoyed Amanda’s annoyance.
"Now that you’ve got off, you weasel, you’re going to have to get everyone off in this room until they can take no more, if it takes all night. Who would like to go first?" No one spoke up right away. Kara was still stifling back her laughter, Monika was comfortable and content in her cozy cuddle and Ingrid was a mixture of emotions from the unexpected turns of the evening. "Okay then. Get started on me." Amanda said as she unceremoniously took off her shirt, shorts, bra, and panties. "Here, put this on." She put a collar around my neck. "Let’s put your hands up here. I want to feel them on my ass when you wag your tongue." She attached my hands in cuffs that could be attached to the collar. "Lie down here, so I can get this bar back in place." She spread my legs. "Ready?, It better be good." She challenged as she straddled my chest facing my feet.
She backed her bottom to my face and I started immediately to give her the best job I could muster. I knew she would be finding reasons to spur me on with my cock and balls, which were unavoidably at her disposal.
All three ladies sat together on the sofa watching the sex act before them. Monika had shifted over under Ingrid’s arm now in much the same way she had been cuddling with me. She was unconsciously caressing Ingrid’s left breast, with her right hand, at the nipple and areola. Kara sat with her right arm stretched out on the back of the sofa and held Ingrid’s wrist. Her feet were on the floor and her knees were hanging comfortably apart. The first time I could glimpse them on the couch was when Amanda would shift, Kara had her left nipple in her left hand. The next time, she had her hand on the outside of her panties. The next time she had her hand inside her panties and she was no longer watching the show with her head tossed back and her breasts heaving.
"That’s good for now. . . Next?" Amanda said as she dismounted, stood up, took a deep breath and ran her fingers through her hair.
Kara jumped up, pulled down and stepped out of her panties, quickly climbed on top of me the same way as Amanda, put her pussy on my mouth, and only then said, "Is it okay if I go next?"
"Looks like you’re going to be too easy for him, girl. Grab a hold so you don’t fall off." Amanda said putting her hands around my balls for her, since her eyes were already closed and going for it. Kara began humping my tongue as if it were a cock, rubbing her pussy up and down across my face. I basically stopped trying to lick and suck and just concentrated on maintaining my access to oxygen while trying to hold my tongue out for her to rub against. Her orgasm built up audibly to a steady scream while at the same time her grip on my genitals grew steadily tighter. This caused me to lurch up harder into her snatch, causing her to stiffen like a board, head tilted back, momentarily frozen until she melted into a limp pile on my stomach. When it didn’t look like she planned to get up any time soon, Amanda nudged her arm with her fingers saying, "That was a good one. Looks like its been a while, hunh? Come on now. Make room for others." And she helped her dismount me and stand up.
By this time Ingrid was standing and stretching her arms in the air, obviously energized by her niece’s experience. "Okay if I go next?" she said.
"Here get on your knees like a good boy." Amanda said as she grabbed my wrists and helped me up to kneel in front of Ingrid. Ingrid looked at Amanda waiting to see what she had in mind. "Kara there was too easy on you. I want you to help Ingrid off with her panties and shoes with only your teeth."
This had an amazing affect on me as I took in the womanly aroma of her soft skin form her belly and rear, to her nether region, down her long strong legs, to her feet. When I came back up with her panties hanging from my mouth, she decided to use them to wipe off my face from all of Kara’s juices left there, finishing with a tender pat on my lips with her index finger. For her shoes, she held her leg forward to allow me to nuzzle them off with the side of my face. As each foot was released from its confinement, I kissed her wiggling toes. I lay down again without being prompted and Amanda held her hand out toward my face in a gallant gesture of welcoming her to the seat of pleasure.
As she climbed on into the position of her predecessors, her breasts hung down more pendulously than the others. While she was testing her position for comfort and pleasure potential, I said to her, "you might like it more if you release my hands."
She looked at Amanda, as if to ask for permission or her opinion, and got, "It’s your show, Aunt Ingrid, its up to you." With that she momentarily climbed off and released my hands. I worked my arms up and down while she re-positioned herself, to get the circulation flowing again. When she was ready for action, I started giving her the most slow attentive cunnilingus that my varied experience could afford her. I reached up and massaged the ends of her hanging breasts with the tips of my fingers. This made her get past any inhibitions she may have had about any of this and she moaned in blissful abandon turning everybody in the room on , including moi.
Suddenly she stopped, gently placed my hands down, pulled forward away from my face and asked, "Would it be okay with you Amanda dear, if I let him put his weight on me and put his penis inside me?" Then she climbed off to learn Amanda’s answer.
Amanda looked at me with reservation as if she expected me to take the mile when given the inch. "Sit up Honey. Look at me. Do you think you’re up to that? You know if you cum again, there will be pain involved." She said as she placed her foot on my cock and balls, pressing down.
This was quite a dilemma for me. I wanted my cock inside all of them and I wanted to cum that many times in them as well. I knew it would be playing with fire because I was growing fond of Ingrid this evening in a way I had never been before, as I was with Kara and Monika. With a reckless mind I looked at Ingrid and said, "I think I’d like to very much."
Ingrid blushed slightly as she took a position on the floor on her back. I took one of the side pillows and placed it under the small of her back brought her legs into a knee bent position with her feet spread wide on the floor. During this, and as I was crawling on hands and knees between Ingrid’s legs, I’d look at Amanda looking at me with a challenging stare and I found myself excited to be doing this with Ingrid but unable to erect myself to the task. I started licking her snatch again, sticking a finger in to let her know that I would be coming this way soon, but I was running out of stall tactics, basically.
Monika recognized the problem right away. Amanda did as well, but she was gloating in having this effect on me too much to do anything about it. Monika said, "Let me crank this shaft and get the motor running." She got down behind me and started to caress my ass cheeks, the front, back and inside of my thighs without touching my groin area. She started gently sawing the inside of her index finger up and down the sensitive exposed crack. She moistened a finger and made circles around my sphincter muscle before gently pressing and guiding it in. With her other hand, she slid it down till it dragged along the backside of my balls forward along till it left the tip of my cock. Then she repeated this a couple more times until I was stiff and forgetting the intimidating reason which originally kept it down. She gave my butt cheek an audible friendly slap and said, "Why don’t you hop in this here saddle there, cowboy?"
Ingrid mercifully was ready to explode after only a few full thrusts. I kept sawing against her clit until she just couldn’t take it any longer. She wrapped her legs tightly around my lower body and her arms around my upper body and held me fast for a little while allowing the waves of pleasure to pass enough for her to regain her composure. If it were not for the fact that she was ready to explode, her trapping me like this and contracting on my penis while still inside of her, would have given me no way to avoid cumming and determining a worse fate.
Monika was next. Kara however was putting on an, "if only it was my turn again look." Monika was happy to be next or to wait. It didn’t seem to matter that much to her, so when she intuited Kara’s urgency, she said "Kara dear, why don’t you get him ready for me and go ahead in line."
Kara sat down in front of where I was kneeling, put her arms around my neck and pulled me over on top of her still hanging on to my head for a passionate kiss. The kiss was a little longer than I felt comfortable with, with my wife looking on, even if Kara was a relative. When it ended, we both looked at Amanda who looked pretty peeved. How odd that a passionate kiss could spark jealous streaks in these women, but sharing me for their carnal pleasure didn’t seem to phase them.
With a sense of urgency, Kara reached down to stiffen up my faltering erection. The awareness of Amanda watching and the impatience of Kara’s rough hand, didn’t seem to change my condition much.Kara decided to go for it anyway and sort of guided/stuffed it into her furrow. I stayed still basking in the warm silky feel of her vagina before I started any motion. The exquisite sensation got my erection back to full hardness. When Kara opened her eyes to see what was wrong, I took it as my cue to get moving before unpleasantness occurred.
Kara turned out to be a wild woman, bucking, moaning, scratching screaming, and cumming. When Kara came, her legs stiffened like rock pillars and her back arched off the floor. I hoped the neighbors couldn’t hear. It was pretty damn exciting really. I stopped, thinking I had gone too far, and may have even hurt her in some way. She implored, "Don’t stop! Please don’t stop! Harder!. .That’s it. Deeper!….That’s it. Oh yes! Oh Yes! OH YES!"
I stopped. I tried, even to pull out. It came up on me too fast to realize with the distraction Kara was presenting me. She opened her eyes wide in panic. "Oh No! Don’t Stop!… Oh not now!… Oh God, don’t let him stop!" Kara grabbed me to her as best she could. She was not going to let my cock get away. I was cumming. There was no going back. I had the lame thought that I might be able to disguise it if I fought through it by continuing to pump. I would almost pull out, to reduce the sensation, wait for an instant then realize I had to pump back in to pull the deception off. This would create unbearable sensation and I’d pull out again. It was no use. Kara exploded at the time she experienced me cumming inside of her. I kept going as if I had everyone fooled. The jig was up. Each time I thrust, Kara would have body shudders. Then she began to calm down and just lay there limp on the floor with one arm across her eyes. I was sweating all over her as I pulled my limp cock the rest of the way out and pushed my body up so I could leave her in her dreamland. When I erected myself but still on my knees, I looked up at the three woman on the couch all staring at me. Ingrid looked impressed, Monika looked worried for me, and Amanda looked like she was calculating what kind and how much punishment it would take to teach me a lesson I would never forget.
"Well Mom, he’s all yours. Have your way with him and don’t be too gentle."
Monika stood me up and took the spreader bar out so she could walk me a little bit away from the couch and so the others were all at her back. She held my arms in her outstretched hands just below my shoulders and took a minute to look me up and down. Then she looked all around my face finishing with eye to eye contact and smiled.
"You know Dear, a woman my age can’t keep up with you young ones. And I’ve had about as much excitement as I can take for one evening. If it is all right with you, I’d like to take a rain check." Monika gave my arms a squeeze and turned to be sociable to the rest of them.
The irony was, I bet she could outlast all of them, not only in her day but today as well. What a woman.
"Well, if there are no objections, I’ll just take this wretched pig home and begin his lesson." Amanda had me ride in the car with my clothes bundled in my lap. It proved to be a long and painful evening indeed. But more about that at another time.

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