Abby immediately leapt at the chance. Literally.

She got up off the couch from where she was sitting next to me, moved in front of me, put her hands at the back of my head and pulled my face into her pubic mound. The sweet aroma of a warm and wet pussy filled my nostrils.

The crotchless nature of Abby's outfit provided nearly immediate access to those warm, wet labia lips and her clitoris tucked inside. I slipped my tongue into that warm wet area and with a couple of swirls of my tongue, found her clitoris. She started quivering and shaking as she was cumming while standing. I reached up and grabbed her buttocks with my hands to hold onto her and to keep her from pulling away.

"Oh, fuuuuck!" was all she got out as she quivered and shook while standing in front of us. After about 30 seconds, the intensity of her orgasm was subsiding and I took the flicking tongue away from her clitoris. She released my head while I continued to lightly grasp her buttocks.

"Come on. Let's show them how we fuck!" Abby said.

It was tempting. And had I given in, I would be able to describe how Abby and I put on a demonstration in front of her friends the way that Catie and I did with Abby.

"We can talk about...when your friends aren't still minors. Now, get your clothes. We'll take you home."

Abby feigned protest, but she knew this part of the evening was over. She gathered her clothes and announced that she wanted to wear her crotchless outfit home under her coat. I pointed out how cold it was and that walking into her home dressed that way might not be the best thing for her to do. She stripped out of her outfit, since she was already mostly naked, and put on the clothes she wore when she arrived.

We said our goodnights. I got hugs from Ann and Delaney and told them that it was nice to meet them. Stephanie was more expressive and still mostly naked as she kissed my lips that had been on Abby's pussy just several minutes before. As she hugged me, she whispered in my ear about loving the "taste of pussy" on my lips and that she was really looking forward to fucking me.

"Thanks," was all I said as I reached for her shoulders and held her in way that made it easier to look at her. We started upstairs and the other three young women followed us upstairs. With a final goodnight, we left. Catie asked me to drive.

As we pulled away, Catie turned to address Abby. I've highlighted the key portions. Catie expressed these issues rather pointedly rather than with audible anger.

"Abby, the sexual relationship that the three of us share may be open between the three of us, but it's private to the rest of the world. What were you thinking by sharing it with your friends and trying to get them involved with us?"

Abby's response tended towards the sharing the excitement and the fun among the group of friends who had similar experiences. But Abby also had tapes to share with her friends to show what she had experienced. Catie asked if she had even considered the fact that two of her friends were still 17 and Abby admitted that she really hadn't thought about it.

"We're all adults here, all three of us. Stephanie is an adult. If there were criminal charges filed they could be against us including you and Stephanie. He (referring to me) could face the most serious charges."

Abby countered that she knew girls that were 15 or 16 years old having sex and nobody had been charged with a crime. Besides Ann and Delaney were in on the planning.

I said it first. "They won't be charged until they are. Something serious might happen or somebody, a parent, might get sufficiently upset to make an example of the poor hapless souls." Catie reiterated it with several examples and possible repercussions.

Catie moved on to the video camera and the videotapes saying that she could understand the desire to videotape our sexual encounters (she went so far to say that she wished that she and I had done that so that we could watch and share our escapades when we weren't together). What she didn't understand was making copies and giving them to her friends. And that was also what I worried about.

Abby responded that it was her being caught up by the excitement about sex and her own inexperience in sex and the ways of the world. Both Catie and I stressed that if she had any more of these types of fantasies that she wanted to explore we needed to talk about it first rather than just her thinking it was okay.

By this time we had reached the house and were sitting in the driveway. I had one last question for Abby: "Am I still the only guy you've had any sexual activity with since our first time?"

Abby answered yes without any hesitation.

"Okay," I replied.

Abby had a question before we went inside. "Does this mean no more fucking?"

"We'll talk about it," Catie answered.

We got out of the car and walked to the house. Catie reminded me not to get too close to anyone unless I washed my face. I told her that I'd be happy to save that "washing" for her by staying away from others. Catie told me that I was a "bad boy" with such nasty thoughts.

"That's why you love me?" I said.

"Definitely part of the reason," she replied.

We didn't stay downstairs for long. Abby went upstairs first. Catie followed a few minutes later. Finally, I went upstairs a few minutes later to find Catie waiting in bed for me. I got undressed and crawled in on top of her.

Catie could smell the aroma of Abby's pussy around my mouth and nose.

"You didn't wash your face."

"I told that I would save that for you to do."

"You know, that was a really dumb thing to do ," Catie said referring to making Abby cum with my tongue."

"I know."

"It was also incredibly erotic. You couldn't see it, but it had all of us, except Abby, reaching for ourselves to feel that pleasure." Catie started to lick the area around my lips and under my nose to clean off Abby's juices from my face.

"I can give you the same treatment, only better and more thoroughly," as I got up on my knees and slid down her body to position my face between her legs. I gave her a very cumplete licking. She was close to the edge of cumming when my lips just made the initial contact. After several (multiple) orgasms, I was ready to slide my cock into her.

I slowly slid my tongue back up her body. I took my time when I reached her breasts and sucked her nipples and then up her neck as I slid my cock into her. It was wonderfully slow and silent, in that orgasms were not screaming orgasms. And although we both knew that walking away from the situation with Abby's friends was the right thing to do, as a basis for fantasizing, it was really hot. She kept whispering different things that she would like to have seen me do to each one of them.

I rolled us over so that Catie was on top of me. She kept describing what she would likely have seen if I had taken each of the young women in turn. It was an extremely hot verbal musing that produced remarkable orgasms for both of us. She watched my face as the last spurts of cum filled her.

"Abby had the right idea," Catie said. "We should buy a video camera to record our own sessions for those times between us being together."

Now, you have to remember that some of these cameras were quite large and expensive. They got a bit smaller using VHS-C tape format. Again, it was also the time of rivalry between VHS and Betamax (Sony).

She laid down on top of me in the post orgasmic afterglow. After a few minutes of intimate chat and play, Catie drifted off to sleep on top of me. I was still inside her when she drifted off. Eventually, I drifted off to sleep, too. I don't know when I eventually fell out of her but we slept very close together through the early night.

We awoke early on Sunday morning to another cold, gray, and windy day. A light snow was predicted. Catie's brothers would be leaving midday, as would her dad to return to the rehab center after the Thanksgiving holiday. Catie and I wouldn't be leaving until Monday afternoon on the train. Catie and I made love again before getting up for breakfast.

The morning was mostly about preparations to leave. Since we were leaving the next day, we planned to go by the rehab center to see Catie's dad before leaving for Chicago. Abby had to go back to school on Monday. People loaded up their cars to travel and we said our goodbyes. Catie's mom was taking her dad back to the rehab center and her younger brother was also going there before heading back towards Seattle. He told us that we should plan to come to Seattle for a visit.

Once everyone had left the house, only Catie, Abby, and I were left. Abby didn't give any indication about the previous night's events while others were around. But after we were all alone she wanted to talk or at least know what we were thinking (were we mad with her was the way she put it). No, the biggest issues were the surprise that she and her friends planned and the multiple copies of tapes that she had clandestinely made (and where they might end up).

We made her a deal about the videotaping of sex. If she would record a tape of Catie and I in bed together, then Catie would record a tape of Abby and I together without the camera being hidden and in a fixed location. It was apparent to me that Catie had been thinking about this since we discovered the videotapes. We had a couple of hours to make the tapes without interruption.

Of course, it wouldn't have occurred to me that the camera was same video camera that had been used to record the family videos during Thanksgiving. But I hadn't known about the sex tapes until the previous evening. Abby got everything hooked up and told us when she was ready to turn the camera on and begin recording.

Now, I had photographed my ex-wife and myself in various sexual activities and, because I had my own darkroom, had developed negatives, slides, and prints of those activities. I had never videotaped any of those activities, nor did I have either the recording or the editing capabilities. This was a new experience for me. It wasn't much different knowing that the camera was there in either still or video format. Either way, I hoped it would look "good."

Catie and I sensuously undressed each other and we ended up in quite an embrace. I lowered her to the bed and explored her body with my lips and tongue. She was still leaking my semen from our earlier interlude when I reached her pubic area. She flipped me over once I had completed my exploration and returned the favor. Once she completed her exploration of me, she positioned herself over me and slid me in. Abby positioned herself so that she got an excellent view and recording of my cock sliding into her sister. Abby recorded us enjoying multiple sexual positions as Catie and I satisfied each other's needs and desires.

Eventually we ended up with Catie back on top of me as I got closer to cumming. She was in the reverse cowgirl position giving me a nice view of her ass as she slid up and down on my cock. I was occasionally distracted by Abby with the camera, but the sensations that Catie was providing was the focus of most of my attention. Her leaning forward with her hands on my knees gave maximum stimulation to the head of my cock. I was close.

Catie had another orgasm, straightened up and bottomed out on me, and took me over the edge with her. Once again, I was shooting my semen deep inside her. Catie held me inside her for another couple of minutes. However, Catie had more planned for me for the tape. She lifted herself off me and backed up over my body to present her filled and dripping pussy to my mouth. She carefully took my softening and very wet, cum covered cock into her mouth. It didn't take her long to get me hard again and with that, she asked me to take some of that cum that was dripping out of her and lubricate her rosebud with it using my tongue.

It didn't take long before she was ready to take me again, this time anally. We were having anal sex often enough that it was taking less and less lube from a tube for me to slip into her. And we had a train trip back across the country where anal sex was the the primary sex that we planned going back to Chicago. She got up, got turned around, positioned me and slid me into her rectum. I was "so filling," as she put it. We shared my cum and her juices in our kisses and it wasn't exactly ass-to-mouth after my tongue had probed her anus in preparation for anal sex.

I always loved to have Catie on top of me, watching her ride me. However, what she wanted and needed was for me to be behind her, doggy style, stroking her and then pounding her from behind. I eventually drove her down onto her stomach, my legs outside hers, and continued stroking and pressing deep inside her until I was cumming inside her once again. I eventually laid down on her back, my head beside hers.

"I love the way you fuck me in the ass," Catie said rather quietly. We laid there for a few minutes until I started to slide out of Catie's ass. I got up off of Catie.

Abby stopped recording and said "That was so FUCKING HOT!" So was Abby. Being able to film openly was a real turn-on for her. She took the tape out of the recorder, snapped the erasure tab out of the tape and set it aside. She opened another tape and readied the camera for the next recording session. Catie and I went to the bathroom. After we both peed, Catie carefully and completely cleaned my cock for what came next.

"I want you to give her a fucking that she will want to remember with or without a tape," Catie told me. It was still disorienting to have Catie want me to have sex with another person after we had just shared ourselves with each other. Over time, I came to understand that it was as exciting for her to watch me doing the same things to someone else that she couldn't watch while I was inside her (and knowing how it felt when we were together).

"What's taking you guys so long?" Abby called out.

"I guess she's ready," I said.

"Go get her, lover boy!"

We walked back down the hallway and Abby handed the camera to Catie and gave her a couple of operating pointers about the camera. Where Abby was still clothed while taping, Catie was going to be naked. I was already naked (and hard) and that would be our starting point. I mused that where Catie had been "directing action" in some of our previous experiences, here she had the camera to direct the action.

Catie got into position and asked if we were ready. I was. Abby was very enthusiastically ready.

"And ACTION!" Catie said, pressing the recording button.

I undressed Abby for the camera. When I removed her pants, she was wetter than I had ever known her to be. Just the lightest touch to her pubic area set her off to a shaking orgasm and she wrapped one arm around me and grabbed ahold of me to stay standing during the orgasm. After it subsided, she released me and lowered herself in front of me and took my cock into her mouth. She was getting better at sucking cock. Of course, I had made it easier on her by not making it a sexual "requirement" to have me cum in her mouth. That was her choice if she waited take men that far.

After a couple of minutes, she stood up and I then laid her down on the bed, spread her legs, and dove in mouth first. I gave her quite a thorough treatment. I was vaguely aware of Catie off to my right taping the encounter between Abby and I. Sometimes she focused on what I was doing, sometimes the camera was pointed towards Abby's face to capture her expressions and reactions with successive orgasms or waves of orgasms.

Abby was ready for me to slip into her and so I did. Most of the time I was on top of her. But as I got close to cumming , she rolled me over a got on top of me to ride me to her orgasms and mine. Unlike Catie, she was facing me which allowed me full access to her breasts to feel, nibble and suck on. And when I started cumming inside her, I grasped her by her hips to hold her down to penetrate her as deeply as I could.

Like Catie before her, she eventually raised up and pulled my softening cock out of her. She "walked" up on her knees and placed her dripping pussy over my mouth for my "consumption." These women liked (and knew that I liked) this type of shared ending to our sexual exploits. As I "consumed" my semen that drained out of Abby, I was aware that Catie was moving around, particularly above my head, taping the munching that I was giving Abby. Abby would periodically reach behind and give my cock a squeeze to assess when I was ready for the next stage. She let me know that she, too, wanted "her tape" to include a "serious ass fucking."

When she finally let me up, I asked her what position or positions she wanted to be in for her taping.

"DOGGY!" she answered. That was all though she would like me to lay down on her the way I finished with Catie. I had her stand up beside the bed and bend over the bed while I got the lube tube and then proceeded to lube her anus and my cock. Once lubricated, I asked if she was ready (she was) and started the insertion process while she was flat-footed on the floor, her legs spread and her bent over the bed to allow me to gain entry. Catie was behind and below us to get a clear view as my cock slid into her ass. She was still tight and our experiences together had her know what to expect and how to manage the insertion into her rectum. Insertion was much faster than our first time. Yet, I took care not to go too fast beyond what she could handle.

Once I was all the way in her, the real fucking began as she encouraged me to fuck her harder. Catie continued to tape from her location below and behind us for a couple of minutes while I pounded away at Abby. Then Catie got up to get a different perspective of each "impact" as my cock reached all the way into her and caused her body to "ripple" with each impact. Catie finally ended up in front of us taping from various heights. I had get get her knees up on the edge of the bed to continue fucking her while remained standing. She started to come back to meet each stroke. Eventually she stopped doing that as she dropped her head to the bed with her ass up to take each stroke.

As I continued to pound away, she was moving a little further away from the edge of the bed. I had her move further onto the bed so that I could place my knees inside of hers on the bed and I could follow her around the bed if I needed to. With this sort of intense stroking, it wasn't going to take me long to cum. I grabbed ahold of her shoulders and pulled her up so she was on all-fours meeting each stroke.

"Are you ready for me to cum in your ass?"

"Cum in my ass, babe! Cum in my ass!"

I pushed myself as deeply into Abby as I could. She let out a guttural moan as I did as the first spurts came out of me. I drove her down to the bed and then quickly got my legs outside of hers to press, stroke, and continue to hold my cock deep inside her ass. I didn't realize it at the time, but Catie had gotten around behind us to record those pounding strokes and then the deep placement as I started to cum inside Abby's ass. Abby was squeezing/grasping the edge of the bed very tightly as I held myself inside her. Catie maneuvered around in front of Abby's face and asked her how she "liked being fucked in the ass like that."

"I love it when he fucks me in the ass. It feels so nasty." But she could barely get the words out coherently. I eventually allowed the pressure to be released and just laid on Abby's back.

"Is that what you wanted?"

"Oh, Yes!" Abby said.

In a few minutes, was slipping out of Abby's rectum. I got up to control the pullout/fallout. It was a bit more messy than when I had finished with Catie. Catie turned off the recording and I went down the hallway to empty my bladder as a bacterial infection preventive measure and to clean myself. When I came back, Catie and Abby were pleasuring each other with their hands and mouths. I replaced the videotape with a new one and started recording the two of them. I don't know who had started this, but I figured that since we were recording our activities, we might as well include this as well. After several minutes of recording the two of them, I set the camera down on the desk and joined them with the tape still recording. It became a session of which one of them could make me cum.

It actually took both of them stroking me and playing with me to have me cum on my abdomen for them to lick off me. And with that we concluded our taping activities. We got cleaned up before Marianne returned home and planned on something else for dinner rather than turkey related leftovers. Oh yes, there was laundry for us to do, too.

The rest of the afternoon and evening were spent making copies for each of us. And that's how I knew the precise timing of the first time I entered and came in Abby that I listed in a previous chapter.