Best Laid Plans: A Summer Camp Swingers Novel

She reached into his trousers for his dick. It was already semi-hard when she pulled it out, and it quickly reached full length as she stroked it. She lifted her face for a kiss and leaned into him as he groped her breast. They separated after a breathless moment, and he gently pushed her to her knees.

She began teasing him but was too excited to hold back for long. He rested his hand on the back of her head as she sucked him deep. Then he gestured for me to join them. I suddenly felt a little awkward, although I couldn’t decide why.

“Help me out, son,” he said, more insistently. “Seriously. I’m gonna come if she keeps this up, and I’m not ready yet.”

Mom stopped sucking long enough to look over her shoulder. Our eyes met, and hers filled with heat and desire. “Mmm, my favorite men at the same time.”

Who was I to refuse? I stepped forward, opened my fly, and carefully extracted my erection.

Mom stroked it and pulled me closer. She took turns sucking us for a couple of minutes. Then she unbuckled his belt and let his trousers fall to the floor. She grasped his briefs and carefully pulled them over his erection. His dick looked even bigger than I remembered. She kissed the tip and then smiled up at him.

“I love a man with his pants around his ankles. He can’t run away.”

She did the same to me, including the kiss at the end.

“That’s new,” Dad said as he surveyed my pubic area.

“Christy’s idea. I kinda like it.”

“Don’t you feel a bit… naked? Or, I dunno, like a kid?”

“Have you ever seen a kid with a cock like his?” Mom asked.

“I guess not,” he admitted. “Still… seems kinda weird.”

“Don’t knock it till you try it,” I said.

“I don’t think so. I’m a man, remember? No offense,” he added hastily.

“None taken,” I said, although I was privately grateful that I’d gotten my notions of equality from Mom and Susan. Dad could be a bit old-fashioned, obviously, even if he wasn’t in the same league as the Moral Majority or the fossils at camp.

“Can we get back to blowjobs?” Mom said tartly. She didn’t give him time to answer, and he grunted softly as she engulfed his cock. She bobbed a couple of times but eventually buried her nose in his dark pubic hair.

“God, that’s good,” he said. “My little blonde sucking machine.”

“’M not a machine,” she said as she released him and took a breath. She immediately swallowed him again.

“You’re sort of little. You’re definitely blonde. And you’re sucking.”

“Mmm hmm,” she agreed as she pulled back. She let his dick pop free. “But I’m a flesh-and-blood woman.”

“Right. So, is ‘expert cocksucker’ okay?”

“Of course.” She turned to me and swirled her tongue around the tip of my cock. Then she took me into her mouth. She bobbed a couple of times before she swallowed me to the root. She held there for a long time before she came up for air. After a deep breath she told him, “You know I hate that LBFM thing. It’s demeaning.”

“Yes, dear,” he agreed, faux-contritely. He winked at me. “Sorry I mentioned it.”

I had no idea what they were talking about, but I didn’t ask.

“You’re not the least bit sorry,” she told him as she tongued and kissed my shaft. Then she switched to his and said, “Lucky for you that I love your cock.”

“Lucky for me,” he agreed. “Lucky, indeed.” He closed his eyes and held her head as she slowly bobbed on the end of his shaft.

She switched between us several times, and we both lasted longer because of it, but neither of us could hold out forever. Dad eventually groaned and held her head as he filled her mouth. She kept sucking long after he stopped shooting. When she finally released his limp penis, he leaned against the counter with a sigh.

Mom turned to me and put her hands on my hips. She drew me close and flicked her tongue against the underside of my glans. I shivered and tried to force my cock into her mouth. She teased me for a minute or two before she finally started sucking in earnest. She knew I wouldn’t last long, so she concentrated on the head.

After several blissful minutes I rewarded her with a load of semen. She swallowed and kept sucking until my orgasm subsided. Then she wiped the corners of her mouth and looked up at us.

“My turn, gentlemen.”

Dad helped her to her feet and immediately lifted her to the counter. Her short skirt slid up her hips when he grasped one ankle and spread her legs. Her shaved labia were swollen with desire and already shiny with moisture.

Dad took his time examining her new bush before he ran a finger along her smooth slit. Her lips parted, and he teased her clit until it hardened into a pink button. Then he buried his finger to the second knuckle. She leaned back and closed her eyes. Her nostrils flared as she breathed deep through her nose.