Nancy's Mid-life Awakening Ch. 08

When the first pitcher of drinks was finished, Paul got up to make a second pitcher and to replenish the snack tray for everyone. Nancy got up to help and hurriedly followed him into the kitchen.

"This is so bizarre!" she said in a low, excited voice. "How can you be so casual about running around naked in from of people you barely know? I mean, Ann told me about how you guys met at some swinger parties, and I'm sure you saw a lot of men and women without any clothes, but they were all having sex, not just sitting around acting normal."

Paul looked down at her with a smile, "It's no big deal unless you make a big deal out of it. When I was in the Navy, we pulled in to some overseas ports where they had nearby nude or topless beaches and all us Sailors had to go see what they were like. Once we got to the beach and saw everyone behaving normally, we started feeling self-conscious for being the only guys wearing any clothing and standing out like a bunch of goofy American perverts. So, we took our clothes off to blend in and after getting over the initial feeling that everyone was looking at us and judging our appearance, we found it wasn't any different than going to a beach here in the U.S. Once you get past the fear of everyone looking at your body in critical judgement and realize they don't care that you don't look perfect, it becomes more enjoyable."

Nancy moved into his arms and hugged him tightly, enjoying how his body helped warm her cool skin. They kissed briefly and she felt his hands moving over her bottom to squeeze it and pull her up a little higher against him.

"How come you never told me you met my sister at a sex party?" she asked looking back up at his face. "Did you ever screw her?"

"First, I didn't know she was your sister until she came here last night, and I didn't want to freak you out by telling you about things I did in the past that I knew you'd have a hard time understanding. And secondly, 'no', I never had sex with your sister. I only went to three or four parties. I'm sure if I'd kept going, I would have eventually hooked up with her, but since I met you, I haven't been interested in screwing other women."

Nancy took comfort from his statements and laid her head against his chest for a moment. She felt her breasts pressing up against his midriff and thought she felt him stirring between her legs which suddenly made her feel special. Despite her self-criticism of her appearance, it was nice to know that she could still arouse Paul without any effort. Her hands moved down his back and over his nice ass, enjoying its smooth, hard, muscular curves that she always admired. She noticed his hands had begun caressing her back and the softness of her own ass in response to her attentions. She raised her face to meet his and their lips met for another long, soft kiss that left her feeling wet between her legs and Paul's swelling member rising up against her.

Remembering where they were and their company waiting out on the porch, she forced herself to release him with a smile while muttering softly, "Not now." Turning back to the kitchen counter, Paul resumed mixing up a fresh pitcher of margaritas and Nancy began replenishing the snack tray with fresh cheese, crackers, and fruit trying to recompose herself.

Without warning, she suddenly felt Paul's hand moving up between her legs from behind and trying to work inside her pussy. She instinctively tried to close her legs, but Paul's free hand wrapped around her waist and partially lifted her up to bend her over the island counter. Unable to deal with this new surprise, Nancy was distracted just long enough for Paul to slip two fingers up inside her warm cunt and begin fingering her. She briefly continued her weak protests, but it wasn't long before Paul had her completely wet and she relaxed as the pleasure mounted between her legs.

Paul paused momentarily to remove his hand and move his body between her thighs, grasping each leg and pushing her further up on top of the island. The coldness of the granite on her skin caused a chill across her body. Nancy moved her arms forward to hold the opposite edge of the counter, as she felt Paul spreading her legs and ass cheeks even wider. Leaning down, Paul began licking and nibbling between her cheeks starting just below her tight little brown pucker and working downward towards her swollen labia. She felt his tongue over her perineum and then licking up the juice from her pussy and trying to reach up inside her, but he met with limited success.

She momentarily forgot about her sister and brother-in-law sitting outside on the porch as she reveled in the feeling of Paul eating her from behind. It was a position she had never tried before meeting him and after the first time, it became one of her favorites. She felt his arms reaching up and around her legs from the inside to help support them while allowing his hands to keep her spread before him. He was practically lifting her waist up off the counter with her upper legs resting on his upper arms and shoulders in his effort to reach further into her pussy and to find her clit with his probing tongue. She sensed his frustration, but could do little to make herself more available.

Paul stood up between her legs and carefully pulled her waist just over the edge of the counter and she looked around to watch him finish stoking his cock to its full length, then move up into her. It easily slid into her dripping wet pussy and he wasted no time in pounding it in. Paul's hands held her firmly by her hips as he continued thrusting in and out, and Nancy continued to hold on to the edge of the counter to keep her body from rubbing uncomfortably across the smooth cold granite surface. The whole scene reminded her of what she had watched James do to Ann earlier that morning. She became briefly alarmed at the thought of her sister or James wondering what was taking so long and walking in on her and Paul, but at that moment, she felt Paul drawing himself into her and holding her tightly against his pulsing cock as he released it's warm load into her.

Paul bent over her and kissed her shoulder and neck as while she lay out in front of him, unable to move until he released her. She heard his breath slowing and noticed his cock was rapidly softening inside her before slipping out completely. As he moved out from between her legs, he helped Nancy off the counter to stand and turn around to face him. Her breasts were reddened from being pressed down on the counter surface and she felt a small trail of wetness leading from her pussy down along the inside of her thighs.

"What was THAT all about?" she asked.

"I don't know," he replied. "I just saw you standing there and had this sudden desire to taste you, and then one thing led to another," he continued a bit lamely.

"What if someone walked in on us like that?" she asked.

"The only people around are Ann and James, and it would take a lot more than seeing us have sex to make them uncomfortable," he answered.

"Maybe, but I'd be too embarrassed for words," Nancy concluded.

At that moment, they heard the porch door open and Ann walked in the kitchen.

"Hey you two! We were wondering if you got lost or something," she exclaimed.

"No, we were just getting ready to come back out," Nancy said as she hurried to get the snack tray and start back outside. Paul finished stirring the pitcher of margaritas before taking it and following Nancy out of the kitchen with Ann close behind.

After rejoining James on the porch, Paul poured everyone a fresh drink and Nancy offered their guests some food from the tray she was carrying. Ann sat back down on the wicker love seat next to James and sipping her drink, she noticed the wetness on the inside of Nancy's thighs, as well as the obvious post-coital condition of Paul's cock. Deciding not to embarrass her sister, Ann said nothing but smiled to herself at the recent changes in her older sister and hoping that Nancy would continue to accept and embrace her sexuality through new trying new ideas and experiences.

That evening, Ann and James headed out to their party leaving Paul and Nancy alone for the night. Paul took care of preparing dinner and surprised Nancy with a nice candlelit meal. The soft music and wonderful food left Nancy feeling a bit giddy as he took her bad to his bedroom after their dinner. He helped her undress with surprising gentleness that was a prelude to a long, slow, and passionate love-making. Paul spent nearly 30 minutes kissing, licking and caressing her entire body and it was so relaxing, she felt herself almost falling asleep under his gentle soft touch. When he finally entered her, he took long slow strokes; pausing frequently to just hold her close and kiss her while his cock completely filled her warm pussy.

When they finished, they fell asleep in each other's arms and never heard their guests finally get back early in the morning. Ann and James left to go back to their home the following afternoon promising to visit more often and extracting a promise from Nancy and Paul to visit their home soon.