Back home that night, Kelly and I had a good laugh at Stephanie showing up at the pool party unexpected. We had started sleeping nude, so we showered together and went to bed.
Stephanie was still in town the next Friday and, I gathered, coming to her parents’ weekly party took priority over seeing her old friends. Of course, all seven of us were nude. At one point, I saw Kelly, Allison, and Stephanie standing, talking to each other. The three women were different from each other in appearance, but the three of them standing together naked was one of the most wonderful things I’ve ever seen.
For some reason, everyone drank more than usual that night and our after dinner conversation took a sexual turn. I guess that was a substitute for the actual sex that had become a part of our Friday nights but from which we refrained due to Stephanie.
It was getting a little late when Allison asked, “What sexual fantasy do you have that you’d like to live out? Kelly, you first.”
Kelly thought for a moment, Then, forgetting that Stephanie did not know everything we did at the pool parties, Kelly said, “Well, having sex with you guys watching us has really been a turn on for me.” Kelly giggled. She’d had a bit to drink. “What I’ve been fantasizing about recently was what it would be like if Harry and I had sex on a stage in front of an audience.”
That was a new one on me. I was glad that Kelly included me in her fantasy.
Kelly asked, “What about you Allison?”
Not surprisingly, Allison had a ready answer. “I want to fuck Kurt in the ass with a strap-on. He won’t go for it though.”
I saw Kurt smiling and shaking his head. Kelly was sitting next to me and squeezed my hand. I looked at her and she raised an eyebrow. That was an inside comment. A couple of years earlier, a girl friend had taken Kelly to a sex shop and Kelly had bought a strap-on dildo for reasons unknown. She had insisted on using it on me a couple of times. It didn’t do anything for me, but, if it made Kelly happy . . . .
Allison then asked her question of Bree.
Bree floored us all. “I want to be spanked. No welts or bruises, but naked over his knee until my ass glows.” She had stood up and was looking down at Peter sitting on the table bench. Bree continued, “Then, I want him to raise me up, kiss me, then put me on my back and fuck me senseless.” This was astounding coming from the reserved, controlled Bree.
Allison took charge, “Well, that fantasy can be lived out right here, right now. Peter!”
Poor Peter didn’t know what to do. Bree, who I suspect had also had a bit to drink, looked down at him. Pleadingly, she said “Please?”
Peter really didn’t have much choice. He straightened up and slid his ass slightly farther from the table. He patted his knee.
Bree draped herself over Peter’s knee as the rest of us, Stephanie included, moved to stand behind Bree. Once she had herself positioned, she spread her legs so that she was fully exposed to us.
Peter smacked Bree’s ass once very gently. Bree yelled out “harder!” Emboldened, Peter gave Bree a forceful second smack. Bree half yelled and half moaned, “yesss.”