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Fun with Betty and Dave in 1966

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by bill98208 When I was 14, my dad had an opportunity to take an assignment abroad for the summer. I didn't want to go as I didn't want to be separated from my friends. Eventually my parents relented and made arrangements for me to stay with Betty, a family friend whom I'd known since I was very little. Betty was a long time friend of my mother's. They had gone to school together and were quite close. Just how close I would learn much later. She had a 14-year old son, Dave, who went to school with me. We knew each other through our mothers, but traveled in different circles at school. They only lived a few blocks away so I'd still be able to continue with my summer activities and see my friends. I moved in with them in early June. After saying good-bye to my dad, my mom took me aside and told me that if I behaved myself, kept an open mind, and did what Betty told me to do, I would have a great summer. She kissed me, gave me a big hug and headed off to the airport with my dad. Betty was 35 at the time. She was an attractive woman, tall and slender with a nice figure. She had large breasts, brown eyes and liked to wear her shoulder length brown hair back in a ponytail. Even now I can remember seeing her nipples poking out through her t-shirt and her nice firm ass. As I said, Dave was also 14 and about my height and weight. He had short blond hair and broad shoulders. He looked like he was in shape but I don't recall him being involved in athletics. It was very clear that he and his mom were very close by the way they talked quietly and closely, and smiled at each other frequently. Dave's dad had died in Viet Nam when he was 10 so it was just the two of them. Dave settled me in to his room in the basement where his mom had set up a second single bed and dresser for me. The room was long and narrow, and crowded with both of us in there. And it wasn't quite finished. Dave's dad had been working on remodeling the basement between tours of duty overseas in the Navy. The wall separating Dave's room from the hallway to the rest of the basement was just pegboard, and the hallway unfinished studs with insulation stapled between them. Next door was the shower and laundry room and at the opposite end of the hallway was a recroom with a TV, pool table, and some furniture. Dave seemed happy to have a roommate, and he wasn't a bit shy about talking about some of the things he liked to do. Once we had all of my clothes and things put away, he introduced me to his stash of Playboy magazines. He said his mom had given them to him when he was 13; they had belonged to his dad. As we browsed through a couple of the magazines, I couldn't help but notice that Dave was getting hard. He had a nice bulge in the font of his short and occasionally reached down to rub himself. This got me hard too. Dave asked me if I had ever jacked off before. Of course I had and I told him so. He asked me if I'd ever jacked off with anyone and I had to say no. Without hesitation, he pulled down his shorts and showed me his erection. His cock was long and hard, maybe seven or eight inches, and he asked to see mine. He asked if he could see my cock. With my heart beating rapidly in my chest, I dropped my shorts and showed him my thick and hard cock. Whereas my cock grew a lot in length and girth as I got hard, Dave's seemed to stay the same length-it just got harder. I was not as long as him but much thicker. For the next ten minutes or so we stroked ourselves in front of each other. Dave shot his load into his shorts and then encouraged me to do the same while he watched. A short time later, I let loose into my shorts with a groan. Dave said he was glad I enjoyed jacking off and added that he thought we would have a fun summer together. We tossed our shorts into the washer, dressed and went outside to goof off for a while. Dave and I became fast friends. We seemed to have a lot in common aside from our love of masturbation. After that first day, we started jacking off together every day at least once. By the end of that first week, Dave confided in me that he had seen his mom masturbate a number of times since he was 10 and that about a year ago, she caught him watching her. At first he was embarrassed, but his mom didn't make a big deal out of it and even invited him to watch her. It didn't take long for her to move from letting him watch, to jacking him off herself and Dave said that was really great! He thought it was only a matter of time before I had a similar opportunity and asked me how I felt about that. Betty was a pretty woman, but it was kind of weird. She was my mom's friend after all, I told Dave. I wasn't sure how I felt about it. Dave said not to worry about it we'd see what happened. He changed the subject. That evening after dinner, Betty sent me to the store to buy some cigarettes for her. She gave me a note to give to the store clerk and sent me on the way. She asked Dave to stay home and do some chores. When I returned about an hour later I walked into the basement and up the stairs to the living room. I was greeted with a big surprise when I reached the top of the stairs. Betty was ironing some clothes in the living room, topless! "Hi, Bill," she said with a smile. "Get my smokes?" My eyes were glued to her boobs. They were . . . big, and had a large round patch of dark skin around the nipples. They swayed gently as she ironed. "Uh, yeah," I finally said. I felt my cock begin to grow in my shorts. She saw that I was standing there staring at her. "It was so hot so I took off my t-shirt." She motioned toward the kitchen. "Put the carton in the kitchen pantry and bring me a pack would you dear?" I walked past her to the kitchen and returned a short time later handing her a pack of cigarettes. She opened them and lit one, then offered me the pack. "Oh, uh, no thank you. I . . ." "Oh, come on. Dave smokes and I'm sure you do to sometimes. Maybe not around your parents, I know your mom wouldn't approve. But you do. You can if you want around here." Hesitantly, I took the pack and lit one. It felt really strange smoking around an adult rather than sneaking one behind the house. "Where is Dave?" I asked. She sighed and reached up to run a hand across one of her breasts. Her nipples were hard and her hand lingered over her nipple for just a second. "He's drawing a bath. Would you like to join him?" "Me?" I said. Betty put the iron down. Her eyes glanced down at my crotch which I knew was bulging without looking down myself. She looked down at her breasts and then used her fingers to roll and pull on her nipples. She sighed. " told me you guys are masturbating together. It's okay, I don't mind. She took a drag from her cigarette and put it back in the ashtray. "You're probably hot and sweaty from your walk to the store. Why don't you go hop in the tub with Dave and I'll be in later to help wash you two." Nervously, I took a drag from my smoke and tapped the ash into the ashtray on the end of the ironing board. "Well, I uh. . . okay." Betty stopped ironing and rested her elbows on the ironing board. Her boobs hanged down, lightly brushing the surface. "Dave has told you about our special relationship," she said matter-of-factly, smiling as she finished her smoke. "Yeah," I replied. "And?" I finished my smoke and crushed it out. "And, uh, no problem. I mean, like I won't say anything." She smiled. "Good, that's nice. Now why don't you hand me your clothes. I'll go throw them in the laundry and you can go get in the tub." I peeled off my t-shirt and paused briefly before tugging off my shorts and underpants. My cock sprang out, standing at attention. I handed the clothes to Betty. "My, you have such a nice cock, Bill," she said with a smile. I grinned sheepishly and said, "Thanks," before walking down the hallway to the bathroom. Dave was stretched out in the tub on his back as I came in. His cock was rock hard and laying on his abdomen. He looked up and smiled. "Hi, hop in," he said, sitting up to make room. His eyes settled on my cock. "You told your mom," I said as I slipped in the water. I was nervous, but excited too. He laughed. "You can see that she's okay with it. She'll be in her in a few minutes and she'll jack us both off. You're gonna love it." We sat across from each other and scooted together so we could stroke each other. I was very excited as I felt Dave's hand wrap around my shaft and start stroking. He was right, a few minutes later, Betty walked in to find us mutually stroking. She stopped at the doorway to watch for a moment, smiling, and then slipped off her cutoffs. She wasn't wearing any panties and slipped a hand between her legs, the other going up to play with her boobs. Betty had a thick, dark brown, bush. I watched her move her hand over her mound, part her legs so she could slip a finger inside herself momentarily. "I'm so pleased you two are such good friends," she said with a sigh. She watched us stroke each other for a few more minutes before kneeling down beside the tub and picking up a bar of soap. Dave stopped stroking me and leaned back smiling. She lathered up her hands. "Now, Bill, I'm sure you've never done this before. Just relax and enjoy." Betty dropped the soap into the water, reached out and took each of our cocks into her hands. She began to slowly stroke our cocks, looking from one to the other. I leaned back and closed my eyes, enjoying the feel of her hand on my shaft. When I opened my eyes, Dave was fondling her left breast with his hand. He looked at me and grinned, then sighed. "Feels good don't it?" I nodded in agreement and smiled. "You can play with my tits too if you'd like," Betty said to me. Her hand circled my cock head and descended my shaft slowly. "Okay," I replied. I reached up and lightly touched the nipple on her right breast with my left hand. It was hard. Betty instructed me to pinch and pull on her nipple and then to squeeze her breast. As I did she closed her eyes, smiled, and sighed. She said it felt so good to her. And that was that. I lost complete control of myself. I stiffened and raised my hips out of the water and started to cum. Betty began cooing and stroking my cock faster as all three of us watched my cum squirt out and land on my stomach. I groaned and sighed, enjoying every stroke of her hand. Dave suddenly groaned and his cock erupted. Betty turned her head toward him and watched him cum while stroking him faster and beginning to slow her pace on me. After we were both done cumming, she took a soapy washcloth and wiped the cum from our chests. As soon as she finished this, she leaned into the tub and gave Dave an open mouth kiss, then turned to me and gave me one too. Betty looked at me and said, "Now watch this and learn. Maybe you can do it next time, if you want." She turned around and bent over with her ass facing Dave. As she slipped a finger into her pussy, Dave got up on his hands and knees. He began licking her ass, moving inward until he was licking her asshole and then her pussy. My mouth fell open as I watched Dave lick her from behind. Betty moved her hips slightly and whimpered. My hand moved to my still hard cock and began stroking it as I watched. In less than a minute, Betty gasped. She had an orgasm, and I suddenly realized that I too was cumming. . . again! Cum rolled down my fist as it stroked my cock. I watched in amazement as she finished her orgasm, then stood up and placed one foot on the edge of the tub and fingered herself in front of us as she came again. It was truly fantastic to watch! Finished, Betty handed us each a towel and encouraged us to get out of the tub and dry each other off. She went out to the living room and we joined her shortly for a smoke. I was in a kind of state of shock I guess as I sat there listening to Betty talk. We were each sitting in our own chair naked. Betty had one of her legs drawn up, resting her foot on the chair with her legs spread giving Dave and I a good look at her pussy. She directed her comments to me. She said now that I had joined their family that she thought we could all have lots of fun together. She told me as the summer progressed that I shouldn't be bashful about displaying myself or asking for whatever I wanted. She said that her and Dave had done so much together that it would be fun to have a third person to play with. She encouraged Dave and I to explore each other any way we wanted and to include her whenever we wanted. And she added that she would really love to get to know me better and teach me anything I wanted. I grinned ear-to-ear that night as Dave and I went downstairs to go to sleep.