Lisbet and her husband had put on their clothes again after their evening with Randi, who was still naked. At the front door, about to shake hands, Randi's nipples popped out again. He smiled and murmured: "I want to kiss you."
His arm went around Randi's naked body and drew her breasts against his jacket. She turned her face up and they kissed, kissed for a little longer and much better than just to say goodbye. When they separated, Lisbet smirked slightly and said:
"I do too."
For just a moment, Randi looked a little surprised, but then embraced Lisbet, and they shared an equally good kiss. They all smiled and then said the usual Norwegian expression: "Thank you for the evening," all chuckling with smirks at the understatement.
In the car, Lisbet snorted and remarked:
"I sure didn't expect it would be like that!"
"You didn't?! What did you think I expected?"
"But you liked it, ... and liked her?"
"Hm-hm-hmm! I'm glad you anticipated that I would. Hm-hmm! And told me about her firm breasts and tight pussy."
"Um-hmmm! But I really didn't expect that you would get to find out about her pussy."
"Just encouraged me, when it looked like I could."
"Um-hmm!" she responded cheerfully.
She put her hand on his thigh, and they chuckled. When it moved up his thigh, he murmured:
"Not while I'm driving, ... and not tonight."
She took her hand away, and they soon arrived home. When they entered the living room, they found Britta and Maren clearing drinks from the coffee table, very surprised to see that they were both naked.
"There you are already," one of them remarked, unconcerned about her appearance, but then gasping and adding:
"Oh gosh!" as she blushed.
Her sister also blushed, but they both had their hands full and couldn't cover themselves. They turned and rushed to the kitchen. He and Lisbet exchanged smirks. She replied:
"Yes, here we are. Hmm! Must have been good."
The girls just snickered in the kitchen. He snickered and said:
"Want us to stay here and wait for you to go to bed, or should we disappear?"
"Disappear!" the girls replied together.
"Good night, then."
"Good night," they replied, and their mother responded.
With audible chuckles, they went to their bedroom, hearing the girls accuse each other for not having gottrn dressed. When they had closed the bedroom door, Lisbet grinned and remarked softly:
"Like Randi."
"Um-hmm. ... Hm-hmm! Nice firm breasts."
"Hmm! You would know."
They smirked at each other and went to bed and to sleep. In the morning, however, they both wanted to do the only thing they hadn't done the night before, and curled up with their heads on the other's thigh.
The following weekend, while Lisbet visited her parents, he chided the girls about their having been naked and asked them how their evening had been. They snickered and asked if he really wanted to know. They were still in bed after Friday night together. He nodded with a grin.
They had already spent one evening together with Lars and Maren's friend, Erik, but just in separate beds. When the boys arrived, they all knew what was going to happen, but started with drinks in the living room, soon not drinking, and went to the bedroom as they had before. This time they were less reserved about seeing each other naked and then made love with their partners. They went back and had another drink in the living room, chuckling about being naked there. Then Lars, who had spent a week at the cabin with both girls, suggested that they could all get together. Erik wasn't sure what they meant, but since the girls were enthusiastic, he agreed, and they returned to the bedroom.
Erik had been surprised when Lars asked him to help put the girls mattresses together on the floor, but then understood and had no complaints when Britta chose to lie next to him. Maren and Lars had, of course, plenty of experience together, and led the way, soon curled up with his cock in her mouth, and then Erik and Britta were also curled up together. With a lot of snickers, they returned to the living room for another drink, the girls sitting on the boys' laps.
Then someone asked what else they could do. The girls and Lars exchanged glances and smirks, and Erik asked why. The other three smirked again with snickers, and Lars said that he could only think of one thing, the girls doing it with each other. Erik was a little shocked, but the girls just nodded with wry grins. "And us?" Erik asked: "I'm not going to do that." Lars shook his head and said there was something else they could do. Erik looked dubious, but nodded. They finished their drinks and returned to the bedroom. With chuckles, the girls curled up together. When the boys' cocks were ready, first Lars lay down behind one of them, then Erik understood.
"Oh, it was good!" Maren exclaimed to her father:
"But I didn't know whose cock it was. Didn't matter."
"Hmm! I guess not."
"Oh, when it was over, of course, then I knew, Erik's again."
"But then it was late," Britta explained:
"And they had to help get the mattresses back on our beds and leave."
"Why we were still cleaning up."
"Hmm! As we saw, and so accustomed to being naked in the living room that you forgot."
"Um-hmm, something like that."
Her sister nodded with smirk and remarked:
"But you didn't mind, did you?"
"Hm-hmm, and your mother thought it was funny, too."
"Oh, that's good."
Saturday night, the girls went out, but with nowhere to sleep with their friends, returning home to sleep with their father, as they also did Sunday night, doing it that way and every other way they could.
Early in the week, Lisbet told the girls that they were going out again that Friday evening. The girls hardly concealed their delight. When they heard her story about playing cards, one of them suggested:
"Oh, that's nice. Some people play cards together regularly. Will you?"
"This is just the first time; have to see how it goes."
When she turned away from the girls, Lisbet smirked slightly, however, both at the girls' delight and the inference that there would be no problem about explaining further evenings with Randi, something she hadn't considered when she suggested the excuse of playing cards.
In bed that night, she told him about the conversation, and they both snickered. Then she said:
"I'm not going to ask what you do with them, but did they tell you what they did Friday night?"
He chuckled and told her. She was a little surprised, then snorted and remarked:
"Like Mother, like daughter."
"Daughters - or the other way around; they did it first."
"Hmm! Don't brag!"
"Not with me, with Johan."