Best Laid Plans: A Summer Camp Swingers Novel

“Then don’t do it.” She raised herself on her elbows. “And what is it with you two? All these long-winded conversations are driving me crazy.” She leveled an insistent gaze at him. “I want you to fuck me, not talk about it.”

He grinned and pulled out. “Can do. Roll over. On your hands and knees.”

“That’s more like it!”

He climbed off the bed to give us room, and I sat with the headboard at my back. My erection stood straight up, so I stroked it idly while Mom moved into position. Dad grabbed a small bottle from the nightstand drawer and then knelt behind her. He aimed his cock at her pussy and slid into her. Then he popped the top of the bottle and squirted clear liquid into the crack of her ass.

“Lube,” he said when he saw me watching.

I couldn’t imagine why he needed it, especially since his dick was already inside her. Then he started rubbing her asshole with his thumb, and my eyes widened in surprise. I didn’t think she liked anal, but she groaned and swallowed my cock with new enthusiasm.

Dad fucked her slowly from behind as he worked his thumb into her anus. After a couple of minutes, he added a bit more lube and continued his gentle massage. She moaned around my shaft and took me into her throat.

Behind her, Dad squirted more lube and pushed his thumb all the way in. He eventually withdrew it and slid his cock from her pussy as well. He patted her flank and backed away.

“Slide down,” he told me.

I scooted under her until I lay flat on my back. She straddled my hips and reached between us to steady my cock. She set it at her opening and slowly sat back. My shaft filled her completely, and she moaned as she began moving atop me. I took advantage of my position and played with her swaying breasts. Dad squirted more lube, which ran down the crack of her ass and dripped onto my balls.

“Spread your legs,” he said.

“It’s weird to hear you say that,” I said, “especially when you’re talking to me.”

He laughed and swung his leg over mine. “No kidding. But hey, that’s what I need.” He knelt behind Mom and probed her anus for another minute before he set his cock at her back door.

She groaned when he pushed into her. He took his time and slowly worked the head inside. Her face turned red as he stretched her sphincter. Then he started moving within her, an inch at a time.

I felt his cock through the thin wall that separated us. I enjoyed it, although a part of me recoiled at the thought. The moment passed quickly as another surge of pleasure reached my brain.

Mom whimpered and held my sides. Dad buried another inch and then paused to let her adjust. He eventually started moving again, thrusting slowly, until I felt his thighs touch mine. He gripped Mom’s hips and leaned over her back.

“Where’s my cock?” he whispered.

“Inside me,” she panted.

“Where inside you?”

She clenched her teeth. “My ass.”

“And what am I doing?”

“Asking too many questions.”

He grinned. “What am I doing with my cock?”

“Fucking my ass,” she said at last.

“That’s right. And who’s fucking your pussy?”

“Paul.”

“Yeah,” he agreed pleasantly. “You like fucking him, don’t you?”

The temperature in her pussy rose another degree or two. She nodded.

“And you like me in your ass.”

“Yes,” she hissed. Then she bit her lip against the pain. “Fuck… me.”

He moved slowly at first, careful not to hurt her, and she eventually began pushing back. He sped up, while I simply enjoyed the sensation of his cock moving within her.

“That’s it,” she said after a minute or two. “Harder.”

He gripped her hips and began fucking her for real. She gasped and cried out as he thrust into her. At first I thought he’d hurt her. But then she shuddered and pressed her face into my shoulder. I felt a rush of heat and moisture around my cock. Her pussy squeezed so hard that I had to clench my jaw to keep from crying out myself.

Dad felt her orgasm and buried his cock deep in her ass. His balls rested on mine and added another layer of weirdness and pleasure. Mom moaned as a second wave of ecstasy surged through her. She clutched me tight, her breasts mashed against my chest.

After several long, quivering moments, she went limp and panted from the force of release. Dad gently rubbed her back. Then he leaned forward and planted a kiss on her shoulder.

She flinched as his hard-on moved inside her. “Give me a minute,” she rasped. “Then you can finish.”

“Uh-uh. I’m good. I know you don’t like it after you come.” He braced himself and slowly withdrew his cock.

She closed her eyes against the pressure and then relaxed when it was gone.

“You did great, babe,” he said. “Be right back.” He stood, and his shiny cock led the way as he headed toward the bathroom.

“So I guess it’s not my turn next,” I joked to Mom.

“God, no!” She managed a weak laugh. “You’d tear me a new one.”

“That’s okay,” I said. “I’m pretty happy right where I am.”

“Let me catch my breath and we can keep going.”

“No rush. Really.”