Again, as in the events of the past most of the families of the community came to the big house on the hill. There were over one hundred people present. Mr. Garvey was telling me about other Mother and Daughter evenings in the past. He assured me that I would be in a state of spiritual wonder and joy when I witnessed the lovemaking of the evening.
'Tony, my friend, you'll feel as though you're floating on a cloud and your sense of contentment and satiation will be more intense than you've ever experienced,' Mr. Garvey told me.
I almost smiled as I thought about the hundreds of sexual experiences I'd had since arriving in Stanton. I couldn't imagine that they would surely get better and better as Mr. Garvey assured me. But, I was ready for the evening.
Even as Mr. Garvey and I spoke we both began undressing, readying ourselves for whatever was to happen. As though on cue, others began removing their clothes also and music began in the background. We all started dancing spontaneously.
The candles were flickering throughout the room and our bodies seemed to glisten in reddish tones as the candlelight flooded our bared skin. The excitement and the motion caused our bodies to glisten with beads of sweat and as we touched and sidled against each other, we were all feeling our rising passions and intense sense of excitation.
The music became faster and our bodies moved in frenzied, spinning and turning motions, our hands clutching at bodies, at tits, at cocks. We bent and licked each other, we bit, we chewed, we nibbled. We moved constantly, teasing each other and ourselves, working ourselves up to higher and higher sensitivities. Suddenly, it was deeply silent.
Only our breathing could be heard. Jason's voice boomed over the microphone and we all sat, catching our breathes and controlling our throbbing cunts and cocks.
'The evening begins now, with our mother and daughter for the evening. Please learn as much as you can and please enjoy yourselves to the fullest,' Jason said as Edie and her mother came out on the stage. Silence covered the entire room.
They were both wearing white diaphanous gowns, the fabric flowing behind them as they floated along the stage. Their bodies undulated in perfect rhythm with each other, as though they were merely mirror images, not really two separate persons.
They undulated their hips towards each other in circular motions, thrusting forward and around and back. No other part of their body moved. Their hips and thighs swayed around and around. They faced the audience and moved towards us, swaying sensually. When their robes dropped to the floor we all gasped. Their bodies were truly exquisite. They were oiled from head to foot so that they shimmered and glistened. The candles' glow flickered over their bodies. They ran their hands over their perfectly molded shapes.
Hands found breasts and made circular motions around and around. Nipples began to harden and tighten. They bent and sucked on their nipples, again in unison. They ran their hands down their sides, molding to their indented waistlines and moving outwards again over their protruding hips and inwards again over their thighs and legs.
They moved as though in slow motion, sliding their hands over every part of their bodies. Lying on their backs they raised their legs high over their heads exposing their cunts and asses to us. They ran their hands inside their legs and up towards the entranceway to that channel of love, that valley of joy, nestled there between what seemed like two majestic mountains, rather than firm, exquisite legs.
They began moving their, bodies up from the floor using only their back muscles to lift themselves in thrusting motions. Both cunts could be seen to twitch as they pulled their muscles in and out and juices began to flow from between the still hidden lips, coming out of the tufts of tightly woven pubic hair.
Both sets of hands, in unison separated the lips and played along the cuntlips as though they were piano keyboards. We could see the thick juices flowing more steadily and thickly.
Edie and her mother were moaning now, low caressing sounds like the purring of a cat, their sounds getting louder and louder. Both hands then found the clitoris and exposed it to the audience. The small purple knob was standing up at attention, waiting to be touched so that explosions could erupt from within that tunnel of love beneath it.
They raised their asses fully off the floor now, their stomachs flat and reaching up towards the sky, their tits pointing upwards. Edie's tighter and firmer, but her mother's still beautiful and full, tantalizing everyone watching.
Each of them took their right hands and thrust them up into their gaping cunts. The pace of their movements was incredible and they plummeted in and out of their delicious juicepots. Their left hands were at the purple knob, the cut. Their screams were full pitched by now and in only seconds, they screeched that final screech of orgasm. They both sprayed their hands, their bellies, the floor, the audience.
They came in volcanic spurts of cuntlava, flooding the room. We ail clapped and screamed with them, some of us coming too, as we pulled on our own spots, or fucked with someone or sucked with someone. As usual it was audience participation at The House.
Jason's voice broke through our pleasure as he said: 'Tony and Jerry, you have both been chosen to complete our mother and daughter for the evening.'
I sighed with relief that old Angus had been somewhat controlled that night and hadn't yet let go of any juices. In all his glory, standing straight out away from my belly, hard as a rock and purple with passion, he marched ahead of me as I went right up on the stage-bed.
Mrs. Garvey came up to me and began dancing around me spreading my body with her wet and still hot juice. The smell of her pleasure spot was overwhelming me, driving me crazy. I thought I'd explode without even being touched was so excited. But she cleverly spun away from me and spun back towards me with alternating rhythms, so that I was brought up and back down quickly, keeping me from the grand finale.
Edie was doing the same with Jerry. Again we were in a rhythmic dance, both of them in exact unison with each other. Mrs. Garvey's mouth was ail over me, my tits were being mouthed by hot wet lips and teeth, my belly button, my inner thighs, my asshole and my toes and fingers and cock too. I was wet with her spit and her cuntjuice. I was lying on the bed, insanely screaming, 'Fuck me already, fuck me, suck me.' She had me by the balls. I was desperate, at the heights of untold passion.
I could hear Jerry screaming as I was. They were both tantalizing our bodies with their tongues, their mouths all over us, even their cunts. I found my fingers in her hot pot, my toes in their too, my nose and tongue were allowed there for moments and then pulled away. I begged, I shouted, I pleaded. I tried to pull on Angus myself but she took my hand and sucked on the fingers and slapped Angus against my belly so that he would calm down.
They continued bringing us up to near-explosion and then back to a calmer level and up again. My balls were aching. She licked my ass and brought her tongue forward up over my balls. Both my balls were in her mouth as she ran one hot, wet finger up and down my cock. Then finally her mouth enclosed my joystick, my prick in heaven at being wettened and heated and enclosed as it wanted to be.
She ran her mouth and tongue up and down Angus. He throbbed as she sucked harder and harder, pulling all the juices up to the head. Before the final catapulting of hot come, she again brought the juices down and sat on my cock. Nothing touched me but her cunt. She squatted on her two feet, her legs straddling my body. She undulated her hips back and forth and pulled herself up and down, up and down. At the same time her cunt talked to Angus. She pulled on it and tighted around it as though I were in a babies mouth, as though I were the nipple on a babies bottle. She sucked on me, until I gave her my milk. The milk that had been flying up towards her for so long, I squirted her with that hot delicious milk that she sucked so hard for. Her cunt drowned in it, together with her own.
Our moans and screams molded with those of Edie's and Jerry's and everyone else around us. I could see nothing but my mind could imagine the intertwining of arms and legs, the cunt and prick juice all over the place, the tongues sucking and the fingers exploring.
Angus lay there in that hot cunt-mouth, pulsating with incredible energy from the intense throbbing of coming. Jerry and Edie rolled towards us and we all lay there like four amoeba, heaving in and out, total ecstasy ours. Mothers and daughters. Wow. I truly loved Jason and his incredible ideas.
