The twins showed up for breakfast a few minutes later and ate enough to feed ten people. Linda and I shook our heads at the amount of groceries those young men could put away. After breakfast, we took off for the jet ski rental place and spent a few hours having an absolute blast riding them. The ride got a bit rough near the end, and the rapid-fire bouncing had my bladder in a tizzy. I was riding with Jeff, and he had the pedal to the metal. I hollered at him, “Slow down, Jeff, or I’m going to pee myself!”
He laughed and kept going. I quickly pulled my bikini aside just as a stream of urine sprayed out of me and onto his back.
He let off the gas so fast that he flew over the handlebars and into the water. When he surfaced, sputtering, he found me laughing so hard that I almost fell off. I slid forward and waved my arm at the empty seat behind me. “Get on. It’s my turn now!”
“You peed all over the seat!”
I gave him such a look. “Have you noticed that we are in the ocean? And that the seat is already wet?”
“How do I know it isn’t pee?”
“By taste! Try licking the seat! Now get your dumbass on this thing.”
He crawled on behind me tentatively, trying to avoid the wet seat, which was patently ridiculous. As soon as his butt hit the seat, I laid on the throttle and dumped him right off the back. It was friggin hilarious.
I circled around and came up next to him. “Seat’s all rinsed off. I think you’re safe from the girl pee now.”
I could see that he really wanted to be mad, but two dunks in the ocean had calmed his youthful temper. He finally gave me a shy smile and then a grin, and I knew we were good. We would see if that held when I told everyone what had happened. As soon as we returned to the house, I did so with glee. My loving husband took him aside and discussed the relative harmlessness of pee so he wouldn’t be too embarrassed.
While Steve did that, I took Linda to our bedroom and shut the door. I locked it because I thought it best that the guys didn’t walk in on a bunch of emotional stuff that Linda might be working through. Then, I pulled her into a full-body hug, kissed her sweet lips, and smiled lovingly. “You’ve had some time to think about it. How are you doing?”
She bit her lip and nodded vigorously. “I knew it would be good, but I never imagined. The physical side of it was amazing! I’ve never had such a wonderful sexual experience in my life. I didn’t think for a second anyone could follow the Steve and Ginger act, but Holy Shit, woman!”
No, I wasn’t a bit jealous that Steve and I were relegated to second place. It was completely understandable and had the benefit of creating a challenge. I was going to give some serious thought to the Give Linda The Best Sex Ever Challenge. Prizes would be interesting indeed. In the meantime, I was so very happy for my friend and lover. “So, it was wonderful, duh. Tell me how your heart is doing. That’s what I need to know now.”
She looked remarkably angst-free when she replied, “The emotions between us were almost overwhelming and in the most wonderful way. When we were enjoying the afterglow, they told me that they loved me, and I knew what they were trying to say.
“The emotions of the moment were a bit too much for them. I was afraid that they would declare their intentions, so to speak. I was suddenly a nervous wreck. I knew if I screwed up this conversation, it could destroy the relationship I have with Rich and Jeff.
“I did what I always do and talked to them honestly. I cried when they immediately understood, which, thinking back on it, may not have been the best reaction. They calmed down when I finally convinced them I was happy crying, not sad crying. Although I doubt they understood why I was crying in the first place, that’s guys for you.
“Anyway, we talked about what I wanted for them, and they completely understood. They agreed with me, to a point. They were adamant that whatever they did in the future, they were not about to give up what they had with me, with us.”
I nodded. “Who could blame them for that? We all love each other and enjoy each other. There isn’t a damn thing wrong with that. As a matter of fact, it’s wonderful. What it’s not is normal. The rest of the world doesn’t live this way, and we have to be aware of that and wary of that. We have to protect all of us, especially Jeff and Rich.
“Yeh, that’s my feeling as well. Jeff and Rich are mature beyond their years, but nothing speaks like experience. I knew neither of them had considered the bigger picture, so I made sure they were well-informed. I love them, and I want them to have wonderful lives. There was no way I was going to let the awesomeness of what we have distract me from what is best for them.
“I will admit the idea of keeping them for myself, having their babies, and the whole nine yards was extremely appealing. That’s fantasy stuff and very selfish. Certainly not what is best for them, or me for that matter.
“I love them and want their lives to be wonderful. I have also realized that I want my life to be wonderful. You and Steve woke me up to the fact that I don’t have to be the sad widow. I can live and love again. I’m living, and I am so deeply in love with both of you.
“Jeff and Rich need to live their own lives, discover their own loves, and, hopefully, stay close to us in any way that makes them happy. I believe that what you, Steve, and I have is as perfect as life can be. I want us to be together every day. I think we can all live in my house just fine if you and Steve want to. I won’t be the least upset if you aren’t ready for that, but I want you and Steve to talk about it. This is what I want for me and for my boys.”
I hugged her so hard for so long, but I couldn’t help it. I was so overwhelmed with emotions that I needed to hold her as I tried to anchor myself. My mind was moving at a thousand miles an hour as I tried to think through everything.
Then, it hit me. I didn’t need to analyze it, break it down into finite detail, or contemplate the nuances of it. All I needed to do was accept this wonderful thing for what it was. “I’ll talk to Steve, but I’m pretty sure I know where his head is at. We both love you. That’s something you can be sure won’t change. The rest is just details.
“Now, by my last count, there are three, count them, three, very hot men at our disposal. Why we are standing here being all emotional and not getting our brains fucked out is beyond me! We’re on vacation, bitch! Let’s do this!”
A grin blossomed on her face, her hand found my crotch, and her mouth met mine in a sweltering kiss. She left me gasping. “You can enjoy all that cock, but first, I’m going to make you scream my name.”
She was absolutely right. I screamed her name loud enough to be heard by the guys. I knew a couple of things for a fact. First, the guys were listening, and second, their cocks were extremely rigid. As soon as I could get my legs to work, I took her hand, and we went searching for cock.
It proved to be a short trip. All three were standing right outside the bedroom door, naked as the day they were born. I put a hand on my hip and smirked. “You guys are taking an awful lot for granted. Maybe we don’t want cock right now.”
That’s all I got out before Rich swept me off my feet and carried me back to the bed. He tossed my laughing ass on the bed, then stuck his cock in my face. “Your mouth, my cock, now!”
I wrapped a hand around his cock and gave it a slow stroke. “Getting kind of demanding, aren’t you?”
I saw his expression begin to change. He was losing his cocky act and would soon be apologizing. We couldn’t have that. “I like it. Let’s see what you got.”
A grin lit his face, and I gave the tip of his cock a lick. “Suck my cock, woman!”
I sucked his cock into my mouth and hummed happily as he began thrusting his hips. He probably looked really aggressive, but he was being careful not to gag me. When I realized he was under control, I dropped my hand from his cock, grabbed his hands, and put them on my head. Let’s see how good he is at face fucking!
It turns out remarkably good. He fucked my face to the edge of my comfort zone, which happened to be the point of my maximum arousal. Lovely how that turned out. His strong hands held my head with authority but not too tightly. He pulled my head on and off his cock the same way. I was loving every second of it and was looking forward to a nice mouthful of cum. He had other plans.
He pulled his cock from my gaping mouth and pushed me back onto the bed. He slid between my legs smoothly and slipped his cock between my labia. I felt his wonderful cock slide deep inside me, and our mouths met hungrily as he began to fuck me. His youthful and lithe body possessed me, and his long strokes drove me ever closer to what I knew was going to be an amazing orgasm.
He picked up the pace until he was long stroking deep and fast. His shaft rubbed my clit on each stroke. When his cock swelled at his climax, every nerve ending came alive in my pussy. The feel of his hot cum inside me was the final sensation I needed, and I came explosively. Wow! That was fun!
He kissed me for a while until his softening cock slipped from me. We snuggled and took a moment to reacquaint ourselves with the rest of the world. As is usual, the world had continued turning. Linda was being joyfully spit-roasted. Jeff was plowing her from behind while she sucked my husband’s cock, and it didn’t look like it would be long before the orgasms started. We watched gleefully as Linda orgasmed spastically. Soon enough, both guys filled her with cum, and the trio collapsed around us on the bed.
There were way too many people on one bed. The slightest movement poked someone, and it was soon decided that just as soon as we got the energy, we would hit the pool. I woke up with Linda’s warm body spooning me an hour later. The two of us enjoyed some snuggling and smooching but decided we had better get out of bed before the smooching got out of hand. There would be time enough for the two of us to enjoy each other, and we both wanted to be with our men.
We explored almost every sexual position and combination possible during that week. Steve had always called me a tight-ass, and I assumed it was because I was exceedingly frugal. We found out it applied literally as well. Neither Linda nor I could stand to have their big cocks in our asses. We had fantasies of airtight orgasms, and they would remain fantasies. The reality was too painful for either of us.
We returned home to a new stage in our relationship. The five of us were casually intimate now. We had to balance our lives and our sex, but it wasn’t all that difficult. Granted, Jeff and Rich were a couple of horndogs that couldn’t ever seem to get enough. Not too surprisingly, Linda and I didn’t have a problem with that.
There were some emotional moments with the twins. I understood and accepted that they were in love with me and their stepmom. The two of us helped them realize that they could love us yet continue to live their lives and discover other love as well. Steve was instrumental in that. The three of them spent a lot of time together. The twins really looked up to Steve, and he had nothing but admiration for them.
The twins were off for their first semester as college freshmen when Steve and I moved in with Linda. We sold our house for a hefty profit thanks to Steve’s hard work. We re-invested some of that money in buying a two-thirds share of Linda’s house. A good bit of the remainder went into finishing the remodel, including an inground pool. We settled into domestic bliss and further strengthened the bonds between the three of us.
The twins came home on semester breaks, and the five of us had a lot of fun together. Steve kept Linda and I informed regarding Rich and Jeff’s love life at college. Steve thought that all things considered, they were being responsible. Granted, as responsible as freshmen get, which isn’t all that much. Steve finally got impatient with Linda and me constantly asking questions. “Look, you two. They are enjoying the bounty of beauty laid before them, but they aren’t man-whores. That’s all you need to know until they decide otherwise.”
Life went on, blissfully in our case, through the twins’ freshman year and into their sophomore year. During spring break of their Sophomore year, Linda received a rather surprising phone call. The twins had girlfriends, and they wanted to bring them home during spring break. On top of that, they had a few other friends who couldn’t afford to do anything, and they didn’t want to leave them behind. Linda, Steve, and I talked about it and decided that we trusted the twins to be selective about who they brought home.
Linda and I were a bit disappointed that our usual sexual shenanigans with the twins were on hold. That’s not honest. The reality is that we were both very disappointed, but we wanted them happy first and foremost. We also figured that it would be a lot of fun to have a house full of young people for a week. We, of course, gleefully ignored how much of a pain in the ass a bunch of twentyish-year-olds was going to be.
It never occurred to us that they may have ideas of their own about how best to spend their spring break. I wondered how much about us the twins had shared with their friends. I doubted that they would say anything that could cause problems, but you never know.