The sexual adventures of Lacey and Ricky – Chapter 8 by Piglet838

Ricky and his mom had just finished clearing out the kitchen after supper. They were settled comfortably on the couch with the Sexual Health book on mom’s lap, not yet opened. They were chit chatting about the upcoming school year and what classes Ricky wanted to take. Soon they would continue their lessons on sex – and then what? Ricky and his mother had their first love making session and there were indications that there would be more to come.

Ricky was a bright boy, but he attributed his good grades to his study partner, Lacey. Mom liked Lacey a lot. Lacey and Ricky had been friends since they were both little tykes. She had never thought of them as a romantic couple until Ricky revealed his feelings for her just last night.

Lacey’s family were close neighbors. They owned a small farm and mom knew that Ricky had built a treehouse on their property near the creek. Ricky was taking care of the livestock on Lacey’s farm while their family was gone on an extended vacation. She wasn’t sure how far Ricky and Lacey were in their relationship, but Ricky had admitted that they had been experimenting, sexually. She was surprised by how much knowledge and skill her son exhibited, sexually, with a woman’s body. But Ricky claimed that Lacey was still a virgin. She did not think he would lie to her.

Ricky’s phone rang. Ricky looked at his mom, then picked up his phone, “Hello”, he said. “Hi, Ricky, Lacey here. What you doing?” Lacey’s voice was was tinged with excitement. Ricky looked at his mom like he wasn’t sure how to answer, “Mom and I were about to do some, eh, studying”. Ricky gulped. “You gotta come over to my house, quickly.” Lacey almost gasped the words. “I have a surprise for you that I know you will love! Make it quick!” and just like that she hung up.

Ricky put down the phone slowly and looked at his mother, a little disappointed. “That was Lacey”, he said. He was torn. He had been looking forward to this evening all day. He was sure he would get lucky again tonight. He had shot his load so quickly last time, and he was determined not to do that again. On the other hand, Lacey sounded so excited. What on earth could she have up her sleeve? Or maybe it has something to do with what was up her skirt!

“Yes, I think I heard everything, Mom said with a smile. That is something I wanted to talk with you about. First, do you remember our lesson last night about birth control?” She asked. Actually, that was something Ricky had wondered about, pertaining to him and his mom and their sexual encounter. He was confident his mom would know how to handle it, because they had not used protection. He had briefly wondered what would happen if mom got pregnant. He would be the father of his brother or sister. That was too messed up to contemplate. He nodded. “I called Dr Ratcliff today and he called in a pre***********ion for the ‘Plan B’ pill, which I took.” Ricky nodded and grinned, feeling more relief than what he would have admitted. “I want to get on regular birth control, but the Doctor wants to see me first, and I can’t get in until Friday.

“We could use a condom,” she continued, “but there is something else. I don’t want our relationship to affect your development, as a man.” She said with concern. “Sex is such a powerful motivator. We must not let it get control of our lives. You need to have normal, healthy relationships with others, especially other females. And not just your mom.” I looked down, thoughtfully. It dawned on me that I might not get laid tonight, after all. “Don’t look so glum, Ricky. I am not saying we shouldn’t have more sex. On the contrary, I am looking forward to it! Are you?” She took my arm and smiled as she looked into my face. I nodded vigorously. Looking up into her dark blue eyes, she winked, playfully. “I think you should go and spend time with Lacey this evening. We can work on our lessons, and other things, later. There will be plenty of time for us later.” She said. I smiled. “Thanks mom. You’re the best!” I said.

I gave mom a chaste kiss and stood to go out, wondering what had Lacey so excited. “Wait a minute, young man,” mom said with a tone of mock sternness in her voice. “You should take one of these with you.” She opened the back cover of the sex book where she had inserted some condoms. “In fact, you should probably take two of them,” she said with a little laugh. Did I detect just a hint of jealousy in her voice? He put the condoms in his wallet and raced out the door. He did not see his mother come to the window and watch him go, with a tear forming in the corner of her eye. She hoped they were doing the right thing.

Ricky swooped into the driveway at Lacey’s house on his bike. He jumped off when he saw Lacey run up to him excitedly. “Tonight we have the opportunity of a lifetime,” she gushed as she gripped both of his arms and looked up into his face. “I don’t have time to get into all the details now, but my brother messed up with his girlfriend tonight and I fixed it for him, so now he owes me!” she spat out all in one sentence. “Anyway, he and his girlfriend are going to have sex for us!” I was confused. Lacey tried to explain, “My brother Allen, and his girlfriend Amber, are going to make love slowly and passionately in our basement for us to watch!” The truth began to sink in. “What?” was all I could say. “Just come in and watch the show with me.” Lacey grabbed my arm and pulled me along.

I went with Lacey down into the basement and we took a seat on a blanket on the couch. I thought about this being the same couch and blanket that Lacey had modeled on. The lights were turned down low. Amber smiled as she looked up from lighting candles and incense around the room. She was very attractive and wore an evening gown, with the tops of her full breasts pushed up. Allen had set up a cot on the floor about ten feet from the front of the couch. Between the cot and the couch, he was spreading a blanket on the floor and arranging pillows on it. Lacey jumped up and started some slow, soothing Jazz music that emanated from four speakers set up around the room.

When everything was ready, Allen came, hand in hand with Amber, and stood before us where we sat on the couch. They both thrummed with excitement. “Lacey, I know that you meant for tonight to be a special treat for you, and I hope that it will be. But I want you to know that Amber and I are excited to do this for you, as well.” he beamed as he spoke. Amber added, “I didn’t know that we were so freaky, but we are both so turned on just thinking about having you two watch. Thank you for making it happen!”

Allen looked into Amber’s eyes and said, “You still want to do this?” “Very much so, but we better get to it before I chicken out!” Amber chuckled nervously. They moved off to the left directly under the light fixture and began to slow dance to the music. They were lit exquisitely. Amber’s black evening dress sparkled as she moved seductively to the music playing. She looked lovely. She rested her head on Allen’s shoulder and smiled contentedly. Ricky and I snuggled together on the couch with a little trepidation, wondering how this would play out.

They began to kiss as they danced. Amber was relax as she looked into Allen’s eyes and smiled. It almost felt wrong to be invading their intimate time. I was afraid the forced nature of this night could make things awkward for them, but they both looked relaxed and eager.

I whispered to Ricky, “are you enjoying this?” He gave my arm a little squeeze, saying “This should be good. You were right, this is a once in a lifetime opportunity. Thanks for including me.” and we snuggled together tighter.

The kissing was growing more passionate and there was some tongue coming into play. They danced their way across the room, over by the cot. The song that had been playing ended and another, more spirited song, began. They stopped dancing and ended in a close embrace. They just stood there kissing. Allen slowly began easing down the zipper on Amber’s gown. “Allen!” Amber said with mock seriousness, “what do you think you are doing!” We jumped a little at this, looked at each other and smiled.

Allen slowly worked Amber’s gown down over her hips. She stood there in her black bra, panties and heels. She lifted one foot up in a demure pose. Then he guided her to lay, face down, on the cot. She lay with her head resting on her folded hands, facing us. She affected a shy smile, mimicking a young woman with limited experience. Allen lifted two warm towels from a small cooler that had been prepared earlier and draped them over her bra and panty area. He then slowly removed her shoes and massaged her feet. With her eyes closed she smiled a blissful smile and I imagined I could hear her purr.

After a moment Allen moved to her side, lifted a towel, and removed her bra from beneath it. Then he replaced the towel, covering her breasts. Then he did the same with the other towel, removing her black lace panties. This left her completely naked but with a towel over her buttocks and boobs. The towel actually accentuated her ass nicely. He efficiently removed his clothes down to his boxers. Then he produced a bottle of warm massage oil from the cooler and applied a generous portion over her legs and back. Beginning with her calves, he massaged the oil into her skin. Her oiled skin reflected the flickering candle light, making it shimmer. As he worked his way up her legs, he parted them a little and worked the oil along her sensitive inner thighs. His hands disappeared under the towel towards her nether region. He was not under there very long, and I imagined that he just nudged her pussy with his knuckles. I felt an involuntary shudder at the thought.

Allen moved up, skipping over the towel on her buttocks, to her back. He skillfully worked the oil in her back, using more pressure than he did on her legs and thighs. “Are you OK, Amber?” he asked softly. “You could do this all night.” Amber cooed without opening her eyes. “Please don’t stop.”

As he worked his way up her back, he knocked the towel off, exposing her boobs, which were mashed into the cot, obscuring her nipples. He massaged her sides, including the sides of her breasts. I felt a hand slip under my t-shirt and Ricky worked his way up and began to massage my own boobs. I looked over at Ricky and we smiled at each other.

Allen used his thumbs to knead her shoulders. “You have a lot of tension in your muscles, Amber.” “Mmmmm” she said in response. He worked his way back down her back to the top of her booty. He dramatically removed the last remaining towel and set it aside. As he massaged her buttocks, she lay spread before them in all her nude glory. Her oiled body glistened in the flickering candle light.

After several minutes of kneading her ass, down her inner thighs, back up to her butt, then her back, he stopped. “Amber, can you please roll over for me? The time has come to do your front side.” Amber sat up on one elbow and took a moment to see how we were enjoying the show. Her breasts swung just a little with the movement. Then she turned on her back and reclined for Allen. Her perfect C cup breasts pointed up at the ceiling, nipples proudly coming to attention. While she was getting into position, Allen slipped out of his boxers. His dick stood straight out and a silly thought hit me, “he should hang a flag from it”. I snickered just a little bit and Ricky looked at me, I suppose wondering what I thought was funny. I reached over and put my hand on his lap over his dick. I could feel it stirring.

Allen dramatically poured more oil on the front of her body, beginning at the base of her neck, down between her breasts and ending at her navel. He began to massage her neck and upper chest, pausing to plant light kisses on her breasts and nipples. She arched her back, craving more pressure. He continued to massage, working the oils over her breasts, slowly increasing the tempo and the pressure. She brought her hand to her pussy and began to fondle her labia. Allen pulled her hand away, “No, Amber. Not yet.” He returned her hand to her side on the cot.

He continued to massage down her abdomen, occasionally taking a detour to visit one of her breasts, using a palm on the nipples, moving south down the belly. From the lower abdomen, he skipped down to massage the front of the legs. Amber was so anxious to have direct contact with her cunt, she could hardly tolerate it! Ricky was now occasionally planting kisses on my neck and shoulders. I could sense that he was becoming aroused, and so was I. He occasionally lifted my shirt to nuzzle my breast or kiss and suckle a nipple. He must have really missed me while I was gone to California. He seemed bolder than when I left. I placed my hand in his pants, squeezing his prick, slowly stroking or rubbing his pre-cum into the head of his dick with a thumb. That stuff is as slippery as silicone.

Finally, Allen was moving in towards the target. He opened her legs for improved access. Amber was ready! Her pussy opened like a purse and was easily visible to us where we sat. It was obvious that she was wet and slippery. He slid his still oily fingers along both sides of her outer labia, pushing the lips together. They opened again when he removed his fingers. He repeated this several times. Her labia were swollen and engorged. We could see her clit standing at attention.

Now it is time to go to the next level. “Please move with me over to the blanket, Amber” Allen coached her softly. He took her by the hand and helped her up. Together they moved to the pillows on the floor, right at our feet. I felt Ricky’s dick stiffen a bit more and he swallowed loudly. Amber lay on her back on the floor, and Allen lowered himself over her. They kissed deeply and I could hear her moan a little as the kiss broke. Then he moved down and kissed her upper chest, then the side of her right breast. He went to her nipple and took her into his mouth for just a bit. She arched her back when he did that. He continued down and kissed her belly just below her breast, then near her navel. We were close, looking down on them from the couch. I saw her belly quiver just a little from the tension and anticipation.

Then he went down on her and used his tongue to pleasure her sex. He worked like a mad man. His dick pointed straight down and pulsed with his heart beat. Amber’s belly trembled more now and her tits actually vibrated. Her body arched and I thought she would cum any time now. In a high voice she said, “Allen, please stop! I need you inside me! Oh, Allen, please, please, just fuck me!”

She did not have to tell him twice. He straightened up, wiped his mouth with the back of his arm. Then he looked at her for just a moment, and she was very nice to look at. He stretched out above her. Looking down, he saw his penis poised just above her swollen labia. Taking his member in hand, he guided it to her waiting pussy. He positioned himself at the entrance and running the tip of his dick up and down, gathered some of her natural lubricant. Finally he entered her slowly, an inch at a time. When he was pressed down on her mound, Amber moaned softly. Ricky and I were positioned perfectly to watch it happen, close up. I was fascinated to see a vagina take in a penis. It was apparent that there was some stretching involved. My brother Allen began to pound her pussy, slowly at first, but quickly picking up the pace. Amber put her arms around Allen, spread her legs wide and drew her knees up to receive him into herself. I watched in fascination, everything else was pushed out of my mind. My brother and Amber were truly one during this act. That felt like a profound thought.

Then I thought about Ricky and wondered how he was handling this. When I looked at him, it was apparent that he was just as lost as I was. His mouth hung slack and I thought, he has never seen anything like this! I had seen uncle Steve and Vanessa, though not nearly this close.

What I did not know was that Ricky’s thoughts were far different than I could imagine. He noted the pause before entry and the way Allen had run his penis up and down Amber’s slit and it was so familiar. It was the same moves he had made when he made love to his mother. The way Amber had opened her legs and drew her knees up was just as his mother had done. The way he began thrusting slowly and increased speed looked very familiar. This dance was so similar. He desperately wanted to make love to his mother again, but he also wanted this kind of union with Lacey. There was no thought that it might be unusual to love two people at the same time. It felt like the most natural thing in the world.

Now that the pace had picked up, we heard Allen’s rapid slapping into her wet pussy. We could see Allen’s balls hitting Amber’s perineum, the space between her pussy and ass hole. Allen’s thrusting became irregular and he said “Oh god, I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” he thrust about a dozen more times and then he collapsed and lay there panting and spent. I felt like applauding, but somehow it didn’t seem appropriate. I let out a sigh and relaxed. I had been holding tension in my whole body during the entire performance.” You didn’t come, did you Amber?’ I asked. “Twice, actually.” Amber replied.” Once before he even penetrated me.”

“Did you two enjoy it?” Amber asked Ricky and I. “yes, very much so.” Ricky didn’t answer right away. He seemed moon-struck. “How about you, Ricky?” I asked. “It was amazing,” Ricky said. Then he turned to Amber and Allen. “Thanks for allowing Lacey and I to share this with you.” He added. “It is truly beautiful.”

“I should have had my camera so I could have recorded this.” I said with regret.” “Oooh no you don’t!” gasped my brother. He was still winded from his performance. “You know that was never in the deal.” We all laughed.