Date: Fri, 11 Jan 2019 21:39:52 -0600 From: John Johnson Subject: Quietly With Curiosity - Chapter 7 Glad to hear from a few of you who love the story. Enjoy it as it continues and let me know what you think as you touch yourself. quietlywithcuriosity69@gmail.com Chapter -- 7 Leah hated having to lie to her son and daughter about where they were going. She thought Cindy and Dillon were old enough to know about their parent's swinging lifestyle. Michael didn't want to tell them until Dillon was eighteen though. He wasn't sure how Dillon would respond to their parents being sexual with other people. Cindy and John was another matter. Leah had always been attracted to John ever since he had been a student of hers. When Leah came home from work at the school a few times her first year of teaching, she had made love to her husband fiercely, Michael knew, because of that boy. Now with Cindy keeping John around more often, it was harder for Leah to keep her hands off of him. Michael had several times caught his wife peeking in on the younger couple as they made love in Cindy's bedroom. Not that Michael minded of course, he often joined her in sneaking a curious peak at his beautiful daughter and John try to keep their moans and groans quiet to the rest of the house. Leah and Michael would fondle each other quietly in the hallway before returning to their own room and fucked like animals. Truthfully, he never imagined his daughter would turn out to be so sexy and seductive. "She's got her mother's genes," he realized, remembering how Leah had looked at such a young age. Not that Leah had changed much, she was still a beautiful wife, and his clients often said so. Once it came out that they were swingers, what would Cindy and John do? Leah had wild fantasies about what might occur, but she had agreed to wait one more year, until Dillon's birthday, before telling the kids. They drove past a sign for Huntersville along the highway about an hour from their home. There really was a concert going on at the small baseball stadium there. "Hardly my idea of an enjoyable Friday night," she thought to herself, smiling as the car drove onward. She had let her husband drive while she read through her emails on her smart phone. "Jackie and Tim," she said out loud to her husband. "What are they like?" "They are a very nice couple!" Michael replied, his eyes on the road, "Jackie was involved in a minor fender bender with a client of mine a few weeks ago. Very apologetic, and always in a rush. She's very shy and fusses about her looks, but a natural beauty." Leah reached over the middle console and gingerly placed her husband's right hand on her thigh. She had worn tight jeans even though it was a warm night. "They make your ass look fantastic though," Michael had said to her while they were getting dressed. Leah had looked into the mirror and agreed with him. "What's Tim like?" she asked, feeling his hand squeezing and rubbing the inside of her thigh. She was starting to sweat a little and was curious about the people she was going to meet, especially her soon-to-be "partner." She always got a little anxious when meeting new people. Leah was very open and easygoing, but always liked to have a little information beforehand. "Actually, I have yet to meet him. We chatted on the telephone and he was very open, calm, and sounded smart but I haven't met him in person so he'll be new to the both of us," Michael replied, taking his eyes off the road for a second to look into her eyes, smile, and squeeze her leg a little higher up her thigh. "I'm excited too babe." Leah finished reading off the directions to Michael and put her phone away. She squirmed in her seat a little, she felt a little sweaty between her breasts, which were pushed up nicely and on display. He patted her on the leg and moved his hand even further between her legs. "Almost there," he said, referring to their destination, but smiled thinking about his hand being 'almost there' too. Leah was nervous and preoccupied with using a tissue to dab at her cleavage. As the sun was setting, Michael pulled the car into the driveway of a modest two story house in a rural neighborhood. It was the kind of area with clean cut grass and gridded streets with stop signs and crossing guards. You could imagine on a weekday morning as the mailman walked down the sidewalk waving to the old lady watering her tulips on the front steps. "Reminds me of Pleasantville," Michael commented as he exited the car. "Remember that movie?" She rolled her eyes at him and adjusted her blouse. They held hands as they walked up to the door and rang the doorbell. It opened to reveal a smiling attractive man in his mid-thirties, wearing slacks and a dress shirt. "Hey, glad you could make it!" he welcomed them, ushering them into the house holding a book in one hand which he used to wave them in. "Hope you found the place okay, I realize that the roads here all look exactly the same," he carried on talking swiftly and walking around obviously excited and nervous. He had healthy strong arms, you could see his muscles pressed against the fabric of his shirt. "Here, let me hang up your purse Leah, thank you." Michael gave her a "what were you worried about" look when she glanced back at him smiling, she was obviously pleased all around with Tim. "Jackie is still in the kitchen, I know you said not to cook anything fancy but she wanted to make a little something." He continued talking while directing them into the living room. Michael was about to comment on the lovely aroma of grilled chicken when Tim continued on. "Sit sit, I was just going to drive my daughter off to her friend's house for the night." "I can walk daddy!" Leah's and Michael's heads turned toward the bottom of the staircase to see a cute girl of about twelve, in pigtails and a sunflower printed white summer dress. "Oh what a lovely dress," Leah finally managed to get some words in between Tim and his daughter. The girl smiled at Leah and did a perfect ballet pirouette and curtsy, her dark brown pigtails bobbing around her face. "Careful on those stairs dear, this is my daughter Sofia," Tim introduced pointing with his book again, the Bowering couple said hello. "Are you sure you want to walk to Kristin's all alone?" Tim asked back to her, barely giving them time to greet her. "Yes, duhh," she replied, and sprinted back up the stairs to get her things. He turned back to face Michael and Leah and said, "well then, I guess I should introduce myself properly." He held his hand out to Michael and smiled, "Hi I'm Tim." Michael took his hand and laughed a little, "Hello, I'm Michael and this is my wife Leah." Tim shook her hand as well smiling genuinely as his eyes quickly ran over her body. It was then that a beautiful brunette walked in from the kitchen in a knee length black skirt and gray blouse. "And I'm Jackie," she said smiling shaking both guests' hands in turn. She held Michael's hand a little longer than normal and looked deeply into his eyes. "Good to see you again Michael. I prepared a little food before we turn on the movie. If you want you can take off your shoes by the door. Dear can you set the table and Michael would you help me in the kitchen?" she said as she walked back into the kitchen. Michael gave Leah a wink and a nudge and, after removing his shoes, followed Jackie into the other room. Leah did the same and then chased after Tim into the dining room where he began describing the discovery of each piece of art in the room as he began placing the silverware. Apparently, in his travels, Tim collected tribal pieces such as masks, necklaces and trinkets. Michael and Jackie soon appeared carrying some plates and a large Caesar salad mixed with croutons and thin chicken strips. As they began to eat, Michael sat next to Jackie and Leah sat next to Tim, they talked about traveling, children, and Jackie's driving mishaps. Tim poured large glasses of wine for everyone, and kept refilling them as the meal went on. "Bye Daddy, bye Mom!" they heard, as a thundering of feet clamored down the staircase and out the front door. Tim had his back to the whole scene, but Michael looked over Tim's shoulder to watch the young girl fly by past the dining room entryway. He was surprised to see the cute little girl in the sun dress, who had changed into a extremely short and sexy schoolgirl miniskirt and knee length socks, a sailor shirt topped the ensemble. Her dark hair was now loose from the pigtails and a Hello Kitty backpack slung over her shoulders. "Gosh she's loud," Tim said looking helplessly at his wife. Leah laughed and explained how Michael said the same thing about their daughter Cindy just yesterday. Michael was distracted by the sight of Tim's daughter for a few seconds, the image of her miniskirt lingering in his head. Leah was enjoying the wine and the meal immensely, and was wondering how to get things started with Tim. Almost reading her thoughts he looked at her directly and inquired as to places she had traveled. "Oh just last year, Michael and I had ventured to Italy to..." she felt his hand on her leg then, hidden under the table. She continued on describing her trip as she felt the warmth of his hand moving up from her knee to her thigh. Tim smiled at her and listened, eating with one hand, and rubbing her leg with the other. After they finished the meal, they took some more wine into the living room. Tim talked more about some of the objects in the room, while Leah listened, giggling at his poorest jokes, but clearly enjoying her wine. Michael was on the floor with Jackie looking through their DVD collection. It was agreed upon that they would watch a comedy, so Michael got the movie set up and Tim dimmed the lights. Jackie and Leah were talking softly to each other, the nervousness clearly gone. Michael came up behind Jackie and looked over her shoulder into Leah's eyes. "Okay ladies, show time," he said, his hands running up and down Jackie's arms. Leah smiled at her, breathed deeply and let her inhibitions go. She searched for Tim in the dim room finding him on the sofa. She sat down beside him, her body close up against his. She held Tim's hand and leaned her head on his shoulder as the movie began. Michael had squeezed into the love seat with Jackie, his arm around her shoulder and her head against his. As the movie began, Tim made the first move, running his free hand along Leah's arm, and finally up to her chin. He rotated his body toward her and holding her face in his hand, he bent down and kissed her lips in the darkness of the room. Leah responded by releasing his other hand and putting her arms around his shoulders. She pulled his chest into hers and kissed him heavily on the mouth. Tim rose slightly from his seated position and pulled her legs up onto the sofa, and he lay down on top of her now, kissing and pressing his body against her. Jackie and Michael had already tasted each other's lips. About an hour earlier in the kitchen while preparing the salad, Michael was reaching around her for a pair of salad tongs when she turned and was in his arms, inches from his lips. Jackie's eyes encouraged him to act. He pulled her gently into his lips, her tongue meeting his in a dance of quick passion. Now on the love seat things were different. They explored each other's mouths, taking time to enjoy each nibble and peck between long tongue tangos and enjoyable licks on the neck. She reached her hand down the inside of his jeans and moaned when she reached her prize. Michael's penis was starting to rise already, she discovered, and he clearly had intentions on using it. His hand slid up her leg, under her skirt along her inner thigh. She spread her legs a few inches, exposing her naked flesh to his searching fingers. He was pleasantly surprised to find out she wasn't wearing any underwear. As his hand felt the smooth skin and soft outer lips of her vagina she moaned softly into his mouth. Michael enjoyed making her wait for every inch of movement from his fingers. Her body moved toward his hand trying to impale upon it. He moved it away grazing only the outer skin, making her want it more. Jackie moved her body over his, and pulled his arm further up her skirt, one of her legs was now draped over his side of the chair and her sex was easily exposed to him. "Please," she begged him in a soft whisper. "Please touch me." He finally inserted one and then two fingers into her moistened slit and felt her nibbling on his ear, breathing heavily. His middle finger had discovered her vagina and began probing inside the wet tunnel. Jackie sighed and smiled, her body starting to hump against his hand. She let go of him and began undressing on top of him. Michael looked past Jackie towards his wife on the other couch, but could only see two dark shadows melding together. If the lights had been on, he would have seen that his wife had already removed her pants and underwear. Leah was laying on the couch with Tim's head between her thighs, his tongue lapping against the folds of her vagina, before spreading her lips and drinking her sweet nectar. Leah let the wine and good feelings wash over her as Tim's fingers also entered her womanhood. She sat up, removed her shirt and undid his trousers, pushing them and his underwear down to the floor. Tim's penis was rock hard and she licked it for a few moments and noticed it was slightly wider than Michael's. Leah then lay back down on the sofa, pulling Tim by his erection and positioning it between her legs. She spread her knees wide and he rubbed his cock against her outer pussy lips. Tim's cock head spread between her folds down to the entrance of her sex. Leah held her breath in anticipation of what was to come. As his large penis began to enter her, she let her breath out and moaned loudly enough for the whole room to hear. Tim buried his shaft inside her and then reached down with his strong arms to grab a hold of her hips. He began humping into her with solid thrusts, slowly and enjoyable for both of the lovers. Leah's eyes were closed in ecstasy while her arms were spread to her sides, gripping the cushions of the sofa. After hearing his wife moaning in pleasure, Michael brought his full attention back to Jackie. She had straddled his waist and he managed to reach between her legs and lifting his butt off the love seat, pushed his pants to the floor, his cock pointed straight up towards her vagina. Not wasting any time, she kept her skirt on and reached down grasping his shaft and lined up the head into her love tunnel. Jackie thrust herself down upon his penis, moaned out "Ohhhhh yessss" and began to ride him, her eyes closed and a huge smile on her lips. "Mmmmm.." she moaned softly as Michael's hands roamed over her exposed breasts and nipples. She had smaller breasts than Leah, but very perky and firm. Jackie's initial pace was slow and passionate, but she quickly became comfortable with her new lover and increased her pace. After a few minutes she began almost violently slamming her body against his groin, her moans increased heavily in volume and her hands held tight on his shoulders. Michael grabbed her waist and steadied her as she dropped again and again upon his rigid member. "Oh shit, oh fuck, yes... yes.. yes... fuck me," she was climaxing on him and breathing heavily. After several minutes of her on top, Michael lifted Jackie up in his strong arms and she wrapped her legs around him, still impaled on his cock. She held onto his neck as he spun them around and laid her onto the sofa next to his wife. Leah was still enjoying the slower paced thrusts Tim provided. She reached out and held Jackie's hand as the two men drove their penises into the other's wife. Leah was close to climaxing, she could feel the surge building deep down within her. Tim kissed her lips heavily once more and then doubled his speed and power. The shock of his quickening made her gasp, the friction on her vaginal walls was almost too much pleasure to handle. Her pussy clamped down on his cock and her hand gripped Jackie's tightly. She climaxed in orgasmic pleasure, her whole body shuttered and trembled as Tim slowed his pace once again. The room smelled of sex and the sounds were of heavy breathing and moaning, penises squishing inside of vagina. Leah needed a rest, and Tim obliged by turning a small light back on in the room. She stood up to stretch her legs and sipped some more wine in the nude, her cheeks flushed with a combination of sex and alcohol. She watched blissfully as her hot husband was still thrusting into Jackie. Tim was fondling his wife's breasts and watching their bodies meet as John's penis worked her closer to another orgasm. Sweat covered John's back and chest, working hard for his rising climax. He started ramming into her hard again, the way she liked it. "Ooohhhh," Jackie moaned in pleasure and Tim started rubbing her clit an inch away from where John's shaft was pounding away at her sex. Jackie grabbed her husband's muscular body and held him tight as John pushed her over the edge. Her body shuttered and vibrated against the sofa, clamping down on his penis. The friction caused John to shoot his seed into her, coating her insides with his cream. Jackie could feel his semen splash inside her, his cock pulsing in spasms as he breathed heavily and smiled at her. John pulled out of Tim's wife and collapsed on the sofa, out of breath and energy. Leah came over to hold his hand and kiss him, snuggling her body up against his. It wasn't long before sleep overtook him, and he had the most wonderful sleep. Tim, Leah and Jackie were content to leave Michael in his bliss as they went up to the master bedroom and enjoyed more passion under soft silken sheets. Jackie and Leah were engaged in a 69 with Leah on top. Tim lined his cock up behind her and continued his slow strong thrusts. After several minutes he pulled his penis from her pussy and jerked the last few strokes before aiming between the two women, spurting several jets of cum across Jackie's chest. Leah spun around to lick the remaining drops of semen from his cock before kissing Jackie heavily and squishing their breasts together to share the man-cream between their bodies. Michael slept peacefully through the night, however his senses stirred Sunday morning about half past seven when he felt a pair of hands on his penis. They didn't feel like Leah's, much too small. "Jackie's maybe?" he smiled enjoying the sensation as his erection started to grow. He heard a soft giggle, and then another pair of small hands cupped his balls. "Sofia?" his eyes flew open and he saw her there, smiling into his eyes. He was laying on the sofa in Tim and Jackie's living room, still naked after last night, a blanket half tossed across his body. Sofia and another girl were giggling to each other as they fondled him. Kristin, he was later to learn her name, had blond hair and a shy sweet face. Sofia had her mother's dark hair and seductive eyes. They both were wearing white cotton panties stretched tight around their tight little butts, along with boy t-shirts that barely met their waist. Sofia was kneeling on the floor beside the couch about where his penis was starting to rise, and her friend was further down toward Michael's legs. "See, I told you that it would wake him up!" Kristin said. "Uhh girls?" Michael was pleasantly confused, his erection now fully grown, he stared at their white cotton undies. "Wow, look how big his cock got," Sofia said trying to measure Michael's shaft, thumb to pinky. "Longer than my daddy's!" she said to Kristin. Michael was shocked for sure to wake up to the girls touching him, but their words surprised him even more. Not only is his not the first erect penis she's seen, but Sofia has even seen her father's! Before Michael could get another word in, Sofia began to lick lightly at the head of his cock while her eyes still stared into his. It felt wonderful to him, her warm wet tongue sliding along the tender nerves of his sex. Her lips so small she could only lick him like a lollipop. His want took over from self control and he decided to lay back and enjoy this. "Mmm, tastes like my mommy," Sofia said out loud. After that statement, Michael thought nothing could surprise him, but he was wrong. Kristin got behind Sofia and pulled her friend's underwear off her small buttocks down to her knees. She began rubbing her hands over Sofia's creamy butt cheeks and smooth thighs. Kristin grazed her hand near Sofia's hairless pussy, which made her lips quiver onto Michael's penis. Sofia stood up and removed her shirt showing to Michael her pert little budding breasts, with tiny nipples. He reached out his hand, unable to control himself anymore. He began touching her soft young breasts and then moved down to her buttocks. Her warm skin felt like butter and he was in heaven as her lips went back down to surround his cockhead. When he finally reached for her young pussy she moved closer to him and widened her knees, giving him access to her more private area. He could feel her wetness on his finger, her smooth hairless vagina a marvel to his eyes. Kristin stood up and pulled her own underwear off. Sofia, rose and removed her friend's t-shirt, revealing a slightly more mature pair of breasts and hardened nipples. They embraced each other, tongues exchanging fluids and hands reaching into the other's sex. Sofia broke the kiss and kicked her panties to the side, while Michael brought his fingers to his mouth and tasted her wonderful nectar. Sofia smiled at her friend and then turned and grinned wickedly at Michael. He knew what she was going to do. Every inch of him wanted her, and she lay her naked body down upon him lengthwise. She kissed his lips with her tiny mouth and he gripped her butt cheeks with his large hands. Sofia's friend then began licking his shaft, while Sofia straddled Michael's chest, her moist pussy flat against his stomach. Sofia slowly inched backward down his torso, watching his eyes, Michael pleading for her to go faster. She left a trail of pussy juice from his stomach down to his penis, which was now being aimed, by Kristin, at Sofia's young vagina. "Its too big," Michael thought, "she's gonna hurt herself." Nevertheless, she descended upon his shaft, impaling herself first on the head as it squeezed past her pussy lips. Then the shaft entered her moist tunnel which expanded to fit his girth, and finally his entire penis was buried inside. Michael's head was spinning in pleasure and his balls were aching to release themselves. Sofia held still for a minute before sitting upright with Michael's penis still inside her. Kristin held her from behind, groping Sofia's breasts and fingering her cunt. Sofia began to rise and fall slowly on his shaft. Michael could feel his penis stretching her cervix, trying to enter the girl's womb. He couldn't believe this young girl had taken his whole penis, and was riding him. She shuddered a few times her eyes closed in ecstasy and then stopped riding him, smiled at him sweetly and dismounted. Michael's penis still stood straight into the air, glistening with her juices, already missing the wonderful sleeve it had recently laid inside. "Your turn Kristin," she said breathlessly, as if John were a toy with which they could exchange. "It feels so great" Kristin was a slightly bigger girl than Sofia, but had an angelic face. She was on her hands and knees on the floor, wiggling her little butt at Michael. He moved off the sofa and got close up behind her, his adult body towering over her young frame. Sofia reached her tiny hands in and lined up his penis with Kristin's small vagina, stretching her pussy lips and finally it engulfed his cock head. Michael held onto her hips and she slowly moved back onto him, grinding her moist pussy against his groin. Soon she was bouncing against his body as his humps turned into thrusts. She was making a gasping and gurgling sound, and Michael was clenching his eyes, holding out for a few more thrusts. Finally he pulled out of the child and let fly several jets of cum across her butt and back. Kristin lay down on the floor to catch her breath while Michael lay back against the sofa. Sofia started licking his cream from her friend's skin, and massaging Kristin's puffy vagina. After she cleaned up Kristin, she walked over to Michael and kissed him on the lips. "This will be our little secret," she told him. "I bet you'll see us again." The two girls collected their clothes and Michael watched their creamy butts scamper quietly up the staircase. For the first time that morning, he wondered where his wife and Tim and Jackie were.