Date: Thu, 16 May 2019 21:46:42 +0000 (UTC) From: brad rent Subject: Wilson Goes to Camp Chapter 28 This is a fictional story of one man's entry into orbit about his penis. It's called "Wilson Goes to Camp and will probably end up at about 30 chapters or so, even though I've only written 28 so far (sorry, this number keeps changing—this story is sort of writing itself!) I cum multiple times while writing each chapter! The pages are probably still a little sticky--sorry. I invite feedback at brad_rent@yahoo.com. Please make a contribution to Nifty.org to make sure these and other stories keep being published—and I get to keep cumming! Chapter 28- Lunch and a History Lesson I was famished! I hadn't eaten lunch this late in the day in a long time. Sauntering through the large, sumptuously appointed dining room, all eyes were on us as we walked toward our table, cocks swaying as we made our way through the crowded room. The only clothing I noticed nearby was a tight bikini bottom on the shapely ass of the young hostess leading us to our table... oh yes, and also the ever-present neck-only bow tie that all the `help' wore. I remembered FC or Massey or someone saying that the health code required all wait staff to wear bottoms- - at least while they were serving. Her lovely, small ass cheeks rose and fell with each step; I was glad this lovely young thing didn't have to wear a top; her magnificent, medium-sized breasts- - tipped with breathtakingly small but rock-hard nipples that stood out like pencil erasers- - jiggled and swayed right along with our dicks as we meandered through the room. FC saw me ogling her cute body and said, loud enough for her to hear, "Wilson and Tristan, this lovely young woman is Lisa... Lisa, Wilson and Tristan are two of the campers from across the property... they've been enthralled watching your beautiful behind as you walked us to our table. They have very good taste, indeed! And I'm sure they're also impressed with the rest of your charms as well. Lisa blushed at FC's awkward introduction but Tristan and I got a good look at her beautiful face and titties when she turned to acknowledge us... she boldly looked us up and down as well, smiling broadly when she came to our rampant cocks throbbing and nodding their own hello as we walked. "So very glad to meet you, Wilson and Tristan the campers... I hope to see more of you later," she said. I stupidly thought, We don't have a stitch of clothes on... how do you think you're gonna see any more of us? Tristan saw my confusion, laughed out loud and poked me in the ribs. "He's from the states," he told Lisa, "I'll translate what you just said for him." I blushed like a school girl. FC continued, "Lisa is roughly your age, boys, but has been at the manor for years... I'll explain that after we dine when we get to the `special wing.' Lisa smiled brightly, gave our penises another gander, then wandered off to seat other guests- - I could tell she was very well thought of as she walked back to the hostess station... every eye in the place- - male and female- - lusted after her with each dainty step. I hoped I'd get to see more of her later, too... as did everyone else in the room. By the time we got to our table, I'd noticed that all the table tops were clear glass- - and not just clear glass- - every one of them had some kind of non-glare coating that rendered the surface virtually invisible, allowing an unobstructed view of everything underneath. This was going to make for a very erotic meal, I thought... I remember thinking that there was probably as much attention paid to the crotches under each table around the room as there was to the food on top of them. We certainly ogled every visible crotch on the way to our own table- - just as they ogled ours as we walked by. We took our seats. I discovered that it was even more exciting than I imagined- - Tristan and FC evidently thought so as well, as they struggled to adjust their rampant penises while getting settled. It was especially telling that once we were seated and slid in to assume a normal sitting position, all three of our very hard cocks contacted the underside of the glass table, leaving those `snail trails' of pre-cum that Inspector Bowen was afraid to get on his suit. Adjusting ourselves meant slouching slightly, spreading our legs wider apart than normal and rotating our pelvises forward so that our hard boners stuck more straight out than up against the underside of the glass- - this posture made our dicks throb and sway beneath the table in full view of all other nearby diners, passersby and the serving staff. I remember thinking that this was probably a very clever feature, designed especially for this very room- - and for this very purpose! Every male diner I could see had the same posture- - and the same burgeoning erection throbbing underneath the table as we did beneath ours. Even with the slouch, FC still had to keep a finger or thumb on his member to keep it from contacting the glass. We'd been seated at a round table made to accommodate six diners, leaving an empty chair between each of us. The upholstered seats were extremely comfortable, with low arms and tall backs; where you'd expect a fresh table linen replaced between diners, here, the chairs were instead given a clean cover of soft fabric that was very comfortable on our naked skin. No doubt these covers would be soiled by at least a little precum- - if not a hot load of sperm- - before we finished this erotic experience. Dining here was obviously a `see and be seen' event. It certainly made for interesting interactions between everyone in the room. I loved watching Tristan and FC stroke their cocks and caress their fat nut-sacks while looking around the room at all the admirers doing the same thing to themselves, their partners or other diners. My own penis was leaking a continuous flow of pre-cum that I had to occasionally wipe onto my seat cloth- - I might have snuck a taste now and then, too. Almost immediately, a 20-something, well-built waiter approached, with the usual bow tie around his thick neck, but clad only in a thin black spandex trunk that left little to the imagination- - full, fat balls and semi-hard cut penis on full display right there close in front of us... yes, his trunks were thin enough to make out every veiny detail of his semi-rigid cock; we could even see the pronounced ridge of his knob on full display through the stretched cloth. FC addressed him as `Louis' when he ordered; Louis called FC `Mr. Cooper'- - but it sounded more like `Kew-Pah' to me. After he took our orders and walked away, we all stared at his round, muscular undulating ass. After he was out of earshot, FC told us that his nickname was `dress-left Louis', since that seemed to be the only way he ever displayed his impressive dick- - always pointing to his left. We laughed. Apparently overheard at the next table, a handsome middle-aged gentleman with graying temples said, "We've always called him `quarter past'- - if his body was a clock, it stopped working at a quarter past the hour". We laughed even harder, then became aware that one of this gentleman's hands was busy doing something at his partner's crotch in full view of our whole table- - only made possible by the clear glass of the tabletop. He saw us trying to figure out exactly what he was up to; he said something to his date and she opened her legs wider to enable a clear sightline of her crotch. At the same time, he moved his hand a little to the side so we could more clearly see that one of his fingers was sliding in and out of her open, bald cunt. He momentarily spread her vagina apart, showing her gaping hole. Just about anybody that walked by or even looked over at them could easily see him working away at her crotch! OK, you maybe had to peer down under or through the glass table-top, but there it was, a sex act obviously staged for our viewing pleasure. She was probably in her late 20s and could have been his second wife or maybe even his daughter or whatever- - it just didn't matter; she was gorgeous! Her slim, shapely leg was slung over one of the chair's low arms, affording us a clear look at her shaved vulva; it also made it that much easier for him to work his finger in and out of her small, wet pussy. When he finished telling us about `quarter past', he brought his finger to his mouth, licked off her juices, then put it in her mouth for lubrication and back down it went, sliding deep into her vagina again- - to her obvious delight. His other hand languidly stroked his own very long, cut dick. I could clearly see the skin on his penis was two-tone; darker like his scrotum on the lower portion; lighter-skinned on the top half. I had never seen this before and was fascinated that his circumcision scar delineated such a stark color change in the shaft of his cock. I made a note to ask FC about this later. All the while he was working on her pussy, she was busy vigorously kneading and squeezing her own apple-sized breasts, teasing us with a leathery nipple in each hand, alternately stretching one, then the other, aiming their pointy tips right at us like little machine guns. I subconsciously found myself stroking my own penis in rhythm with him jacking his- - I was getting close to blasting the underside of this table with my hot cum. I was also aware- - through my well-developed peripheral vision—that Tristan and FC were also keeping time with him, too. Other overt acts of sexual activity were being performed at other tables; again, probably also for our viewing pleasure- - as well as for their own excitement at being watched. This was definitely a place for exhibitionists... and voyeurs! At the table next to that of our neighbors, a waiter had stopped to chat with another pair of diners. With one foot propped on a chair between them and a serving tray with a martini glass in one hand, he had pulled down and was holding open the front of his spandex trunks, displaying his fully erect- - and very impressive, thick dick- - there swaying in front of him for all to see. He was uncut with his foreskin covering only the flared crown of the large glans on his 7-inch, slightly up-curved cock. The couple took turns pawing, squeezing and stroking his awesome cock and balls while they chatted- - no doubt extolling its virtues. The woman asked him a question; when he turned to answer her, the man leaned over and took the entire 7-inch truncheon deep into his mouth, bobbing up and down two or three times and covering it with his saliva. He pulled off, leaving the wet throbbing member sticking straight out and twitching. Wiping his mouth, he said something to the waiter; as the stud turned slightly to reply, it was her turn to suck his `club' into her dainty mouth while she cradled his fat nuts. She had a bit more trouble, however, getting all the way down on it to his balls! While both men watched her head bob up and down on his cock, it struck me that messing with the help appeared to be no big deal! I needed to get a job here! FC saw Tristan and me staring at this erotic scene and said, "you'll remember we told you the other day that the help is to provide whatever the clients desire... Ian there loves to let diners admire, handle and even suck his thick endowment, as you can see. He's very popular wherever he's stationed... he has one of the thickest penises on the staff. He has also been here at the manor for years and will be serving in the special wing later in the afternoon; he and Lisa should be there by the time we're finished with our meal... I know you have questions for both of them; you'll be able to ask them anything you wish later... Aah, here comes lunch! This was a place I'd come for lunch every day if I lived nearby, I thought. Other diners came and went as we ate, each ogling us through the glass tabletop and us ogling their naked bodies as they wandered by. My own erection was getting a little uncomfortable- - I think I'd been hard for more than an hour now- - and I couldn't remember the last time I pissed; I needed some relief! Noticing my fidgeting, Mr. Cooper- - the perfect host- - asked, "I see you're in some discomfort there, Wilson. Is dining in the nude too much for you? And how about you, young Tristan, is being hard this long causing you problems as well? "Well, I've already cum a couple of times today, so it could be worse... mostly, I just need to use a restroom pretty soon, but I'm afraid I've never peed through a hard-on; I don't even know if that's possible... do you think we can find a loo so I can try? I echoed Tristan's request, but feared a walk back through the lounge might mean more attention than we wanted right now from all of Tristan's admirers before we had a chance to relieve ourselves. FC- - again the perfect host- - offered, "I think it would not be wise to walk back through the dining room or into the lounge with your sensual young bodies and throbbing erections on full display... someone may take advantage before you're entirely `ready for combat'... instead, why don't we exit through the kitchen, out through the garden and find you boys a `bathroom' as young Wilson calls it- - even though there are no baths to be found there? I know all your admirers will be disappointed, but you can always elect to re-enter `the lists' afterward from the foyer and satisfy everyone's longings. I knew where I wanted to go after we peed- - the special wing... but until I chatted with Tristan, I didn't know what he wanted to do. For now, all I wanted to do was PEE, whether it was in a loo, a bathroom or a tree!! FC led us through the kitchen and out a back door. I guess I should have felt assured that all the bustling kitchen help was fully clothed- - they even had hair nets... only the waiters had any interesting flesh exposed as they went in and out. It wouldn't have mattered to me if the kitchen staff was naked like everyone else, but I guess from a public health standpoint, it was for the best... I wondered what the government inspectors thought when they inspected the manor's kitchens... I'll bet they stayed for lunch! From the kitchen, we walked along the back of the building and entered a `grotto' of sorts... at least it was a door from the garden into the building at ground level that was mostly concealed by thick vegetation. One wouldn't know it was a door unless he or she was familiar with the property. Up a flight of stairs and through another door and we found ourselves in the grand foyer of the mansion, exactly where we'd been only a few days before. We were obviously still naked, but there were some recent fully-clothed arrivals being greeted by the half-naked butler and some more of the staff- - all in their little bow ties and little else. All eyes were on our nakedness as we padded across the marble floor to a side door. "Right through here, boys, and we'll be in the main loo. Sure enough, we entered a high-end marble, tile and crystal `palace' right out of a Hollywood set. Floor to ceiling mirrors on every wall allowed surreptitious viewing of the entire space. The room was roughly oval with sinks around the outside walls; I guess the stalls were somewhere beyond, but I couldn't see any from here. A low wall bisecting the center of the room had built-in porcelain `urinal' niches with no dividers between them. There were no individual drains at the bottom, either. As you stepped up in front of a niche in the wall and pissed, your pee merely splashed onto the wall, then flowed down- - much like most bathrooms in Europe- - into a tiled `gutter' that in turn fed to a central drain, one for each side. Tristan went quickly to the first niche; I stepped up to the one directly opposite him. Being able to watch Tristan piss against the wall while he watched me go was actually pretty erotic. We both had to push our boners down to get the pee to hit the urinal and not spray on each other over the top of the low wall. I guess I can piss through a boner, I thought. It reminded me of my recent experience with both Inspector Bowen and FC peeing on me in FC's shower earlier that day. That only made my cock get harder. Mr. Cooper evidently didn't need to pee as badly as we did, so he sauntered up to the end of the wall and stared down at our penises from the side as we peed. He stroked his throbbing erection while watching me and Tristan piss. This side view was evidently one he relished... I hoped to check out that view later. It must be awesome when the `loo' was more crowded with many peeing cocks in view at once. As we shook off the last drops, our boners didn't subside a bit. We washed our hands and marveled at the views of the entire bathroom that the mirrors afforded from every sink. A couple of other guests entered while we were washing up; watching them pee and ogle each other was highly arousing. Another well-designed `see-and-be-seen' room at the manor. We re-entered the now-empty foyer. FC headed for the same door I'd gone through earlier in the week- - the one with the guard. "Follow me through here and I think you'll be impressed... now before I open this door, you both need to remember that nothing you see or experience beyond this threshold is to be discussed with anyone that you don't know for a fact approves of the activities you're about to witness... OK? We both vigorously nodded our assent. My dick gave an extra lurch at the memory of the last time I was in here. After being allowed into the `inner sanctum' by the guard beyond the first door, we were obviously still at `full boner.' Again, the guard got an eyeful of the three of us naked and erect as we passed by. He stared just a little longer at Tristan's rounded, youthful ass than anything else. FC held the next door for us while we entered. I not-so-accidently brushed the side of his thick, veiny cock with my hand as I passed by. "I'll pretend that was an accident, young man... you've handled my penis before... and in here there are no rules for who gets to handle or fondle or kiss or suck whom... the only requirement is consent. You may feel my erection any time you wish- - just as I get to handle yours- - at will, providing no one objects. We now found ourselves in the library of the `special wing' where I was first introduced to Massey's family- - his stunning wife, Fiona; Sara, his daughter with the ultra-sensitive nipples and well-developed cum response; the twins Tommy and Jeff- - who got in trouble for fucking me without permission- - and where Massey himself vigorously fucked me as well. (re-read chapters 21 & 22 again if you've forgotten). The memories in this room were making my penis hurt, it was so hard, so it was good that we moved to and through yet another door- - a new one to me. "I think you boys are really going to enjoy this next part of Massey Manor. We entered a corridor and I heard an unintelligible din of young and mature voices in a distant room. As we rounded the corner, I recognized Lisa from lunch approaching, now completely naked, just like us. Her lithe young body was an absolute vision and my cock made another lurch at the prospect of fucking her. "Boys, you remember Lisa our hostess from the dining room... I've asked her to be our escort today as we introduce you to the special wing... I know you have a smidgeon of experience in this area- - especially you, Wilson- - but Tristan knows little or nothing of our activities; I hope with some help from Lisa you'll come to appreciate what a special place this is for families... the floor is yours, Lisa... and thank you for showing them around today. I would suggest you tell of your involvement and the history of the wing before you take them into the `sharing room'- - distractions, don't you know. They may have trouble listening to your story if you go there first. I'll bid you all adieu in any case; I have to speak with Mr. Ferguson about our little inspection over at camp. I'll find you all after your orientation and we'll get you boys settled for this evening. The entire time FC was introducing Lisa, she was staring at FC's chiseled chest, flat stomach, hairy body and fully erect penis. Her gaze shifted to me as FC told her I `had some experience.' She stared at my face for a moment- - the radiant smile melting me- - then dropped her gaze to my chest, obviously taking in my still-erect nipples. I noticed that each of my nubs seemed to contract a bit more, as if she'd tweaked them with her finger- - and all she did was stare at them! Moving `south', she then took in my full, throbbing genitals, no doubt noticing I had very little pubic hair, a `leaky' erection, and fully contracted nut sack- - in the `firing position' you might say, ready to shoot. She even moved around a bit to take in my naked butt; she didn't conceal her obvious approval of me as a potential sexual partner... the feeling was mutual and I wondered if hers was going to be the first vagina I got to penetrate- - the sooner the better! As FC mentioned Tristan, she repeated her silent appraisal of his magnificent, equally naked body. As she ogled him, I took the opportunity to surreptitiously check out her own fully naked charms as well. Her pubic area showed just a few whispy hairs, trimmed neatly to a small vee over her pubis. Her magnificent, small-ish breasts sported those hard, small nipples- - still fully erect like little erasers. She turned to observe some equally naked people that had entered the corridor, giving me an opportunity to gaze again at her pert, firm little butt-cheeks which had previously been clad in her blue hostess bikini bottom. My penis gave a lurch as I imagined what it would feel like to rub it up and down her cleft before sliding it into her hot little body. FC continued, "Lisa, why don't you take Tristan and Wilson out to the garden and explain how our `special wing' came into being... Lisa here, was really an important catalyst- - and her parents were charter members- - of this wing... I'm sure after you've heard the story of her and her family, you'll agree this is a unique treasure that we should- - and do- - work hard to protect. We followed her out to a shaded niche in the garden out of earshot of the dozen or so other people but in full view of everyone. We garnered some wanton stares- - from adults as well as pre-teens- - as we settled down to hear her story. "So you guys are from the masturbation camp, correct? "Yeah, said Tristan... we call it `bate camp,' but it's really a place where young guys can learn about their bodies- - as well as see other ways to develop their sexuality; mostly with other guys for obvious reasons. "We don't have anything like that," said Lisa. "Girls like to masturbate, too, but I guess it would be too hard to create a camp where a bunch of girls could get together and learn how to masturbate- - too many other issues, I guess... plus there's the stigma of older people taking advantage of us poor young girls, where there's a feeling that young men like yourselves can take care of themselves... anyway, you're lucky to have a place where you can feel free to masturbate with other guys without pressure. If you don't mind, one of my favorite ways to get to appreciate each other's bodies is to just sit across from each other while we talk about having sex and just pleasure ourselves... I think talking about sex while manipulating one's own sex organs is one of the most erotic things humans can do... I hope you'll play along. Duh. "You guys take those chairs; I get the bench. She took a seat on a large park bench with cushions on the seat as well as the back... it looked very comfortable. As she sat, she pulled one petite foot up and tucked it under her thigh as she sat. This spread her crotch wide and opened her sweet little pussy lips slightly. This afforded us a wonderful view of her entire pubic area as she spoke. I thought I noticed a slight `shine' to her dainty little slit, indicating that she was already aroused and wet before she even began talking. Tristan also noticed her moist cunt and gave his turgid cock a stroke or two as we sat down in the chairs opposite. In answer to the casual pull on his penis, she ran her finger deeper into her moistness and brought her wet finger up, tasting her own juices. She continued to stare at Tristan's hard-on; he worked a bead of pre-cum out the tip and brought it to his lips with a finger. "Oh yes, that's exactly what I'm talking about," said Lisa, "please spread your legs a little wider so I can watch your balls go up and down when you stroke... yes, that's it... just like that. I love the little peek at your dark hole each time your scrotum lifts. I know that when I sit like this, you can see both of my holes, too... it excites me knowing that you're looking straight at them; you probably also want to feel, explore or taste mine. I'd like to do the same to yours, but just sitting here looking at them and talking about putting things in there really gets me excited. We'll see what happens later, but for now, let's just watch each other play. I was going to have a hard time not cumming while watching these two hotties exchange sexual gestures and listen to them talk about their holes. For a moment, I pondered what it would feel like to walk across and run my raging hard-on right up into her sweet, steamy cunt. I decided instead to join them and see where this led; I began a slow, languid stroking of my own dick to keep up but not so vigorously that I'd cum quickly, although I was pretty worked up by now. Each time I got to the top, I rotated my finger up and over, spreading my free-flowing pre-cum all around my shiny knob. When it got to be too much juice, I just slurped the excess off my fingers. Lisa glanced over at me as I slouched further down to afford her the same `peek' at my hole that she had with Tristan's. She smiled; I melted again. I had to let go for a sec to keep from shooting right then and there, but was able to resume a short time later... I guess this is what they call edging, I thought. Lisa began, "I guess FC wants me to tell you how we got started with this wing- - the `family' part of the mansion. My own story goes back to when I was 5 or 6 years old. Our house was at the edge of a small town with a working farm next door. The owners let us kids- - there was me, my older brother and a little sister- - pretty much roam around their property, so long as one of their family was with us. I gravitated toward their oldest daughter, a sweet young girl about eight, named Susan. If you've ever spent time on a farm, you know that animals are not at all shy about having sex- - any time; any place. I first noticed their dog fucking a bitch out in the yard... actually their dog fucked just about every other dog in the neighborhood- - regardless of gender! I was fascinated watching his long, thin penis emerge from the hairy sheathe on his belly, then disappear into the other dogs. At other times, I also was pretty impressed watching a bull climb up onto a cow's back and run his long, wet-looking dick deep into his mate... actually he roamed around fucking every cow in the pen while we watched that day. This fascination with penises was repeated every time I watched their horses, goats, sheep- - and even chickens- - fuck on the farm. "My curiosity was piqued and I remember asking my friend- - Susan- - if she thought the female dogs, cows, horses, and all enjoyed it when the males put their penises inside them. She matter-of-factly told me that she thought they all enjoyed `being fucked as much as the boys enjoy doing the fucking;' I'd never heard the word `fuck' before and I was curious about what it meant. While I was pondering that, Susan added that the reason she thought the girl animals enjoyed it was that she herself enjoyed putting things in her own cunt- - just like the animals we watched doing it. Without much ceremony, she lowered her pants right then and there and let me watch her put her own finger against, then up into her little hairless snatch the next time we saw a rooster fucking a hen. All she did was lick a finger or two and stick it right in. `Go ahead and try it yourself,' she told me... so I did. She was right! Initially, all I could do was rub it around, but eventually, I got it to go up and in without much pain. I liked watching the animals fuck and especially enjoyed rubbing all around my own little pussy whenever I saw them mate. "I forgot to mention that me and my brother- - a year older than me- - had previously talked about all the animals fucking on the farm- - although we didn't use that word then. He obviously had a penis; once he showed me how it got hard whenever he watched the animals mating. He pulled it out of his pants once... it was only about as big as my thumb is today, but he let me touch it. I liked the feel of his hard little cock all hot and covered in soft skin- - on some level, I guess I knew it was used for making a girl pregnant, but I naively never put it together that it was hard so that it would go into my cunt. He took it out any time I asked and let me touch it, whether it was soft or hard- - and if it wasn't hard when I asked, it sure was by the time he pulled it out. He is now away at college, but when he's home, he lets me feel his penis and I let him feel my cunt any time either one of us wants to... but that's a story for later. As Lisa spoke, she wasn't shy about rubbing her wide-open snatch right there across from us. We weren't shy about staring at her beautiful, lithe body and openly masturbating in front of her either. I was really enjoying this `edging' thing! Looking around briefly, I noticed that most of the dozen or so people near us were staring at our masturbation session; many were keeping pace with us as well... this made me even hotter, thinking that we were inspiring others to diddle themselves or their partners. She continued, "Susan said to me once, `do you want to watch a man put his thing into a girl? You know grown-ups do that, too- - not just animals! On some level, I guess I knew that- - especially after seeing my brother's penis- - but having never seen a full-grown man naked, I couldn't picture how that would work... anyway, Susan said if we waited quietly in the barn later, we could watch as their hired man took off his clothes and stuck his thing into our housemaid's cunt. She told me that she regularly did this... if she timed it right and was sneaky enough, she could watch him fuck her just about every day- - and that it was quite a show! I was eager to see how this worked, so a day or so later, we climbed up into the loft and covered ourselves with hay. Susan and I diddled each other's cunts for a little while as we waited- - by the way, I liked it lots more when she tickled mine than when I did it myself- - anyway, it wasn't long before we saw the hired man come into the barn and head for a stall directly opposite our hiding place. Without much preamble, he undid his coveralls and let them drop to his feet. He wasn't wearing any underwear and I saw a man's thick, heavy cock for the first time. He brandished it about, pulling and stroking until it got very long and hard, sticking straight up against his belly with his balls hanging low. I was very impressed by its length and thickness and the red tip and fat ball-sack hanging down. I thought his `equipment' looked a lot like the other farm animals but I still couldn't figure out how he'd ever get that into a girl- - or where exactly it would fit. "In just a couple more minutes, here came a young girl of about 18 with a milk pail... her job was to milk the cow and get the milk up to the house before dinner, I guess. Looking around to make sure they were alone, she walked right up to him and felt his big penis and squeezed his balls while they kissed. He unbuttoned her shirt and pulled out her braless tits. He pawed, hefted, rubbed and played with her large breasts and pinched her big round nipples while she handled his junk. Although my nipples were super sensitive- - even at that young age- - I didn't know much about tits yet, but it sure made her moan when he squeezed and kneaded them. Before long, he turned her around, bent her over at the waist and threw her skirt up over her back. There, I saw my first naked round butt and mature, hairy cunt from behind- - it intrigued more than repulsed me; I was fascinated when he stroked his cock once or twice, then slid the knob up and down her crack a few times. He carefully worked it into her cleft; then the whole thing slowly disappeared inside her. She reacted by moaning and pushing back against him as he pistoned his long penis in and out of her again and again. With each thrust, her tits swayed back and forth as they hung down in front. Her nipples stayed hard throughout; once in a while he reached around and pinched one of them, making her moan even more. After only a few more pushes, he froze and held her hips close... I found out later he was cumming deep inside her. After he finished, he pulled his thing out and I saw a drop of thick white juice hanging from the tip... also there was a stream of the same white fluid oozing out of her hairy crack and running down her leg. This was my first exposure to sperm. Later, Susan explained that the sperm is what the male animals eject into the females to get them pregnant. Birds and Bees one-o-one! "Fast forward to an episode in our own house that sort of started all this," she said, gesturing at our surroundings. "It wasn't long before my mom saw me rubbing my pussy while I was watching TV, or after climbing off my bike or... well, I played with myself just about everywhere after being down on the farm, so I don't exactly know what prompted her to talk to me that day. She asked me if my `baw' itched- - `baw' was short for her pet word for my `bottom.' I was a little embarrassed but told her that it didn't itch, but that it felt good when I rubbed it or stuck something in there and that it was hard for me to stop when I thought about how good it felt. She told me not to be embarrassed; she asked me how I came to discover my `place;' I told her about Susan and the farm animals and our conversation about our own little hairless cunts. I didn't tell her that I saw the hired man fuck the house maid, but I did admit that my brother let me feel his penis when it got hard; I asked her if all this was OK. My mom got a strange look on her face. Then she told me that when she was a little girl, she had the same thoughts and a similar conversation with her own mom. Long story short... her own parents not only accepted her behavior, but encouraged it whenever she was alone and helped her to explore even more. She even said her mother got naked with her and her sister- - my aunt- - in their room and she showed them what a `grown-up' pussy looked like; together, they explored each other's bodies often. "My mom told me that if I wanted to see hers, she'd let me watch her the next time she rubbed herself. I jumped at the chance; later that same day, I sort of on-purpose walked in on her while she was going to the bathroom. I stood there watching her pee and I got all tingly. I touched my cunt while she was still spurting. When she was done, she inspected my little, hairless slit, pulling it open to see up inside at the pink part. Then she showed me how my own pussy would look when I grew up by pulling the lips of her own pussy wide open. I didn't know what it meant, but in my memory, hers was just as bald as mine- - obviously she shaved- - her vulva was just a bigger version of my own and the lips were thicker. Inside it was the same pink softness. She let me touch it and she touched mine often. It was pure heaven... I've come to realize how lucky I was to have a mom that openly accepted my exploring of my own genitals at that young an age- - and let me satisfy my curiosity about hers as well. By now, Lisa sat across from us holding her own pussy lips wide open with one hand and rubbing up and down the very wet slit with her other, occasionally pushing a finger or two inside herself as we watched. Each time she got to the `north' end- - the hard little `clit' I later learned it was called- - she gave a start and her speech was more halting while she talked. That must be `ground zero,' I thought. We were getting a lesson in how to masturbate a girl's cunt from an avowed expert. Occasionally when she reached the `south' end, she let a finger diddle her little winking anus as well. We weren't the only ones watching this spectacular display, either. An exuberant couple sat on a bench in the next section over; they were actively masturbating each other while watching us do the same. Their two ten or eleven-year-old boys stood beside their parents, also watching with rapt attention while the three of us played with ourselves. They reminded me of Massey's twins that had their way with me, only these two were cute little brunettes. The vigorous up-and-down jacking of their own long, thin penises was so intense that their nut-sacks were a blur of flopping, loose flesh, slapping up and down with each stroke. That must hurt, I thought... if my balls flopped around like that, it'd hurt a lot. That's one advantage to having `little boy' nuts, I guess. Another couple came out of the building and wandered over to stand next Lisa's bench where they could watch all of us masturbate. They were of course completely naked as well. On closer inspection, it looked like an older woman- - say 40-something- - with firm, high tits and a taut tanned body. She'd led a `boy' about 13 or 14 by his hard penis over to the end of Lisa's bench and stood there working his cock into the same fever pitch as the rest of us... I wondered if this was a mother-son or just some milf that enlisted someone else's child to help her get off. While she vigorously stroked his thick penis, he was pulling and pinching her nipple with one hand and busy doing something else to her ass with the other... I couldn't tell if he was working a finger in and out of her anus or her cunt or whatever, but the slight look of panic on her face told us she was enjoying his manipulations `back there.' She was bent forward at the waist slightly, giving him access to her from behind. Lisa continued, "Over the next few months, we often took off our panties and rubbed our own or each other's pussies. One day, I asked mom the same question I asked Susan- - if she thought the female farm animals enjoyed having the penises put into their cunts like people did. She told me that she also thought so. I knew that my daddy had a penis- - I assumed that from watching the hired man fuck the milk maid- - and asked her if she liked it when daddy pushed his hard penis inside her. `Oh yes,' she replied... it's actually better than doing this by ourselves with our fingers... do you want to see daddy do that to me some day? Of course I did, so one night, she told me to hide in their closet and not to make any noise... if I was very quiet and peeked out through the door which they usually kept ajar, I might get to see him fuck her. "That night my dad and mom got completely naked; I admired his heavily muscled, manly body and marveled at the differences from my brother's skinny, hairless frame. I wondered if he was going to hurt my thin, pale mom- - now also completely naked- - but that wasn't a problem. First, my mom got on all fours with her butt toward dad, just like the girl in the barn. I watched dad slowly slide his big, long penis all the way into her cunt. I could tell from her reaction that it was indeed better than when she used her own finger- - or when I put mine inside her. Of course she knew I was in the closet watching, so she positioned herself so that I could see everything... she also looked right at me many times and smiled while they fucked. After a while, dad pulled out his shiny wet cock, turned mom around to lay on her back and then he put it back into her cunt again, now face to face... they thrusted and bounced for quite a while to a whole lot of moaning. Dad even paused now and again without taking his penis out and played with mom's tits. She liked that a lot, especially when he sucked one nipple, then the other into his mouth. Soon they were going at it and again I thought he was going to hurt my fragile mother, he was pounding into her so hard. Just as they were almost manic in their raging fuck, dad quickly pulled out, then crawled up and fed his penis into mom's mouth. She sucked it almost all the way down- - she had it so deep in her mouth, I could only see a little bit of the real thick part down by his balls. He moaned, pulled it all the way out and frantically pumped and pumped like crazy right in front of her face. I saw lots and lots of white cum squirt out; it went everywhere! There were lines of cum in her hair, across her face, on her neck and down on her chest. When he was just about done, mom sucked his penis back into her mouth and took out the last couple of shots directly from his penis. By the way, that began my fascination with cum... I love to see it squirt out; I love the feel and taste of a man's sperm... I hope you two let me see yours squirt out in just a few minutes, too. It may not even be that long for me, I thought. I had to let go once more to keep my orgasm at bay. My dick bobbed up and down involuntarily as my tortured body clenched again and again. "I guess I'm supposed to tell you how all this led to creation of the special wing here at the manor. Well, I didn't know it at the time, but my mom had secretly told dad that I wanted to watch them fuck that first night... it turns out he was raised in a house of all girls; he understood the female sex drive better than most men and was often called on to `demonstrate' male masturbation to one, two or more of his sisters, their friends and other relatives- - while he in turn learned all about how a girl likes to play with herself. His dad caught him masturbating for his sisters once and just watched- - and then joined in, taking out his own penis and masturbating in full view of all of them. Later, when he talked with his son- - my dad- - about what he'd seen, a father-son masturbation bond was created that lasted for years. I came to find out that dad and my brother often masturbated together as well, but we never did it all together as a family. At least mom never said she ever did anything with my brother around. "After a year or so of sneaking into my parents' room to watch them fuck, my dad confessed that- - from the very beginning- - he knew I was watching from the closet. My parents also confessed that they were members of the manor here and explained that they got together with friends often to explore each other's bodies in a non-judgmental, open and sexual way- - but only as adults. I think they were getting excited about having a few families get together to `play' with each other- - but with kids included. His idea was that it made sense to let kids explore their own bodies- - as well as those of other kids and consenting adults- - in an atmosphere of open nudity and acceptance but always with full parental guidance and supervision. The parents were motivated to `share' their children in return for `sharing' from other parents. He explained that it was a win-win, with both adults and children learning to accept and appreciate sex from the broader population of grown men and women as well as adolescent and younger children experimenting within the group. The manor could afford the opportunity if Mr. Ferguson approved. "Do you remember I mentioned that my mom and her sister, my aunt, often masturbated together; well, my aunt has a daughter that had recently shown the same interest I did in playing with her own cunt. The moms decided it might be time to get us together and the four of us could masturbate each other. We did that often. One time my cousin and I were messing around naked in her room and she showed me something her mother taught her... she called it `tribbing'- - do you boys know what that means? Tristan had never heard of it and Lisa made two `vees' with her hands. "Pretend the two fingers on each hand are two girls' legs... when I push the junctions together- - just like when our cunts rub together- - the feeling is awesome... it's kind of the girl version of you boys when you rub your cocks against each other- - I think you call it frotting. Anyway, another time my cousin and I were tribbing together in my room and my dad walked in on us. We were about 8 at this time; he stood in the door and watched us for a while. I saw his penis grow big in his pants, but he didn't squeeze it or take it out or anything- - probably because he didn't know what my cousin would say. We both knew he was in the door watching but neither of us even slowed down until we'd both cum. He told me later that seeing us together and knowing that both of our families were OK with kids exploring like this- - anyway, he got the idea of asking Massey, the manor's owner, to provide a place where like-minded families could come and share each other much the way the adult guests had for years. I guess that's how this all began. "Watching you guys work your cocks up and down is just about all I can take. I want to cum now; I hope you boys will join me. She was still sitting on one leg; now she raised her other foot off the ground and propped it on the seat of the bench. The knee up near her chest now squished her tits together; she reached down around her own leg and she plunged a finger from her free hand up into her butt-hole as her orgasm began. My own convulsing penis begged for relief. The couple in the next section was already moaning their mutual orgasms; she was directing his spewing penis to ejaculate sperm down onto the brick at his feet while his hand was coated with her hot juices. Their boys simultaneously sprayed wet semen into the bushes dividing the alcoves. Noting her appreciative audience, Lisa's movements became even more vigorous... she squeezed her eyes shut, then shook and moaned out her massive orgasm. Her tits quivered as one hand sluiced in and out of her tight little cunt- - the finger in her butt hole remained buried. I could see the wet spot on her cushion grow larger and larger as she convulsed on her own fingers buried deep in her pussy and anus. That was all I needed; I leaned forward and shot cum halfway across the gap between her bench and my chair. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Tristan's white ropes join mine as he shot even more sperm further than me. As we recovered somewhat, I became more aware of the small crowd around us; it was their turn to add to the mess we'd made of the brickwork. In addition to the couple and their kids in the next alcove, the mom and son standing beside Lisa's bench quivered through their own mutual spend... her juices bubbled out, coating her son's hand as it ran down her inner thigh; his sperm spewed out in jets and flowed down her ass and hip. Whatever his hand was doing `back there' had sure worked its magic. One of the onlookers- - now in the midst of his own orgasm- - was Ian from the dining room. He stood in the space between our chairs but a little bit back so we hadn't noticed him earlier. He was now completely naked, having shed both his tight trunks and bow tie. His impressive penis and tightly contracted balls were now at our eye level. Tristan and I watched copious ropes of semen shoot up and out of his piss-hole, arc gracefully tumbling end-over-end and ultimately splat down on the bricks, mingling his white gold with ours. When he finished, a drop or two dangled from the knob as he convulsed at the end of his cum. He rubbed that last drop up and over the glans, making the whole beautiful cock all shiny- - then licked his finger clean. "Well, if everybody's done for now, why don't we clean up this mess and move into the building," said Lisa, unfolding her legs as her orgasm subsided. Then to Ian, she said, "We can introduce Tristan and Wilson to the `sharing room' when they're ready... maybe after dinner? We found out over dinner that Massey and FC watched us all cum together from Massey's office. FC confided to us that Tristan had passed Massey's `test.' I'd earlier been vetted during my session with Massey's twins earlier in the week, but he needed to know Tristan's tolerance for underage sex. I could have told him from listening to his stories that Tristan was OK with what went on here in the special wing, but Massey felt he had to see for himself how Tristan reacted. The way he did it was to ask Lisa to stage our little `circle jerk'- - a session that ultimately included a couple of young boys and their parents as well as a woman and her underage son- - to gauge his reactions to observing and/or participating in family sex. Flying colors! We both clearly showed everyone that we were more than willing to at least masturbate with boys and girls, men and women of any age... and maybe more. But that's a tale for the next chapter!