Steve Masters - Mom_s summer swap camp

Mavis couldn't help but admire the way the MacCauleys had worked things so far. Here were these three groups of people, total strangers to each other, and already the atmosphere in the living room of the cabin was relaxed and friendly and open, and there'd hardly even been any discussion yet!

At the completion of the film Lou rose and fixed drinks for the Jordans, and refreshed the drinks of everyone else. While he did this, and while idle small talk filtered around the room, Mavis checked out the couple sitting near her. Both were dressed casually, Mike in a sweater and jeans and the red-headed Lana in a loose-fitting dress that came down to her ankles. Loose-fitting as the outfit was, though, her firm round breasts arched proudly against the material, and Mavis felt sure that she wore nothing underneath.

Helen got the conversation rolling in the right direction by saying, "So you kids are on your honeymoon! How does the married life feel?"

Mike pulled out a joint of his own and lit it.

"Oh, just great," he said. "Although it's not that different for us from before. See, we were living together for about a year before we were married."

Lou gave a good-natured laugh. "Had to try each other out… in all kinds of ways, eh?"

In another setting, the remark might have been in bad taste, but not here. Everyone was enjoying each other's company, all of their defenses were down, and the comedy movie had injected a laughing, good humor into the atmosphere.

"Oh, that is important," said Lana, softly. "Mike and I are perfectly matched… in every way."

"Yes, yes, it's very important," Lou continued. "Helen and I love sex. I mean it's true, right, so we might as well say it."

"I think it's wonderful that you can say it," said Billy.

"I do too," nodded Mavis. "You two really seem well adjusted to each other sexually. It's… it's not something dirty with you, to be snickered at, but a really healthy way of expressing yourselves."

"No sexual inhibitions with us, that's for sure," agreed Helen. "Sex is beautiful. We love it. We love having it, reading about it, we even have a number of porn films in our collection."

Debby gave a little squeal of delight. "You have sex movies here?" she asked. "Golly… that sounds neat…"

"Yes, we have some of our porn stuff along with us," Lou said. Then he added, with a nod towards the Jordans, "But I really don't think, Debby…"

Mike Jordan exhaled a bit of pot smoke that he'd been holding and interrupted with, "Oh, don't spare us! We love porn as much as the next young couple." He looked at his wife. "You wouldn't get grossed out by some sex films, would you, babe?"

Lana Jordan was shy of manner, but in everything else the new bride seemed to be a more liberated young lady.

"Oh, not at all," she smiled. "I'd love it. We saw 'Deep Throat' six times, didn't we?"

"As long as the projector's up, why not?" said Mavis. "The kids are mature, aren't you, kids?"

Debby nodded, still infatuated with Jason. Billy nodded too, wondering if anyone could notice the hard-on that was throbbing to life beneath his tight jeans, pulling them at the seams. Being only fifteen years old, Billy had never seen a real porn movie, and just the idea excited him.

By this time, Lou MacCauley was standing at the projector, threading in another reel.

"Here's a little dandy called 'Caught By Daddy'," he said. "It's one of the better ones; hope you like it." He got a wolfish, good-natured look on his face and added, "If it really turns anyone on – and it usually does – why, the bedroom is just through that door there."

Everyone in the room gave an appreciative little laugh, and then the lights went off and the movie began. There was no soundtrack, and the only sound in the cabin now was the whir of the projector as seven pairs of eyes gazed at the screen and waited…

The flick began innocently enough, with an exterior shot of a middle-class suburban house that reminded Mavis somewhat of the one she and the kids had just left in Milwaukee. An attractive girl in her early twenties, carrying some sort of display case, came strolling onto the screen. She wore a very short dress and her ass and tits moved rhythmically as she walked up the path to the front door of the house and rang the doorbell.

The door was opened by a handsome man who appeared to be in his early forties. The girl opened the case and showed the man some sample magazines she had for sale. He let her in. Inside the house, a young girl of about seventeen sat cross-legged on a couch eating an apple. The salesgirl walked in and the camera caught a shot of the man – apparently the young girl's father checking her out. Then the camera started at the girl's feet and showed the viewer what he was seeing.

The camera moved slowly upward, from the platform shoes the girl was wearing, along her lovely nyloned legs to where the dress began. She was nicely stacked and, from the way the nipples popped through the material, it was obvious that she wore nothing underneath. The camera stopped at her face, surrounded by full blonde hair, and it became apparent that she had been paying just as much attention to the man.

"She certainly is an attractive girl," said Lana Jordan, her eyes somewhat glazed as she carefully watched the camera take in the chick's figure.

She's noticing the girl, Mavis found herself thinking. Does she swing both ways?

Mavis took a quick look around the room. Debby was still paying more than a little attention to the dog. Billy, thinking that no one could see him or maybe just not giving a damn, was stroking the front of his jeans. Between them and Mavis sat Mike and Lana, with Mike closest to her. They had their arms around each other and their bodies were close. Mavis wasn't sure, but in the flickering light from the screen, she thought she could see a bulge at the front of Mike's slacks. It was a big bulge, and, remembering the length and width of it from the day before, Mavis decided that Lana Jordan was one lucky female!

On the other side of Mavis, Lou and Helen MacCauley sat in rapt attention, but their hands were busy! Helen had her hands at the front of her husband's slacks, kneading him there, and Lou, with his arm around Helen, was stroking one of his wife's titties. As Mavis watched, Helen's legs parted involuntarily and her free hand dropped to her lap. On the screen, the man and the salesgirl were standing at a table going through some of the magazines the girl was trying to sell, and their backs were to the man's teenage daughter. They had also left the sample case, with a few more magazines, near her. Idly she reached over and picked one up. It was a porno magazine; a hard-core porno magazine full of hard, erect cocks pumping in and out of hot mouths and hotter cunts.

The daughter paged through the magazine and you could tell it was turning her on. As she paged with one hand, her other hand drifted to her titties and began playing with them through her blouse.

At last, with a look to see that her father and the salesgirl weren't paying her any attention, she took the porno magazine and left the room. The next scene was one of what was obviously the teenager's bedroom. Closing the door, she stretched out on the bed, pulled off the dress she'd been wearing and, propping her head up on a pillow, she continued paging through the book. Her eyes were unblinking now and her mouth parted slightly. Her tongue licked out at her lips and her free hand pulled and tweaked at the nipples of her young tits. Then the hand dropped as she spread the lips of her pussy and found her clit with her middle finger and began masturbating.

"Ooooh, that is sexy…" purred Lana Jordan.

Her husband Mike took his eyes off the screen for a moment and lowered his lips to his wife's smooth throat. His tongue licked out and his teeth nibbled as he kissed her there.