Margie woke with a headache. It was the price she payed for the alcohol and weed fueled buzz that helped her get her clothes off the night before. Her first orgy had been a wildly exciting experience, but she wasn't a natural at it the way Kelsey and the girls seemed to be. Margie needed an extra dose of courage, and she got it from the bottle. Maybe it was just because it was her first time. The next time? Would there
be
a next time?
Ryan's eyes opened slowly. They were dry and blurry, but he could see that Margie was awake. "Hey, Baby," he said. The corners of his mouth curled up into a little smile as he remembered the party. "Are you as worn out as I am?"
Margie shifted in the bed, feeling her aching body for the first time instead of her aching head. "I feel like I got run over by a truck," she said. "A really good-looking, well-driven truck."
Ryan smiled. He always liked Margie's wry wit. "Did we do what I think we did last night?" he asked.
"Yup."
He smiled a little bigger. "So that dream I had of a redhead with big tits making you scream was real?"
Margie hadn't remembered that part yet. The first smile of the morning creased the lines on her tired face when she did.
"God. She's just......isn't she?"
"She is," Ryan said.
The reason Margie hadn't remembered her sixty-nine with Kelsey was Austin. She'd spent her first moments of wakefulness with her eyes closed, re-living the sensation of having Austin's huge cock in her mouth, and the feeling of him fucking her from behind. The combination of the biggest cock she'd had in her, his prodigious natural talent and stamina, and his physical beauty, made for the most memorable sexual experience of her life. Before Austin, she thought orgasms were smaller affairs. Pleasant, yes, but neatly controlled and quickly over, with a smile and a few deep breaths getting her back to normal. What happened to her when Austin fucked her was completely different. For the first time in her life, she'd felt the sexual animal within her. After thirty-eight years, the cage doors had been thrown open. She wondered if Ryan had notice how monumental it was for her, but of course he had. Everyone on the porch had noticed, stopping their own mind-blowing experiences to watch. Margie would be embarrassed if she knew all that.
"I guess I'm gonna have to up my game," Ryan said. "I've got my work cut out for me to satisfy you after all those young bucks last night."
Margie smiled, but she knew that worked both ways. It sounded like a fun project, though, and if better sex at home was the end result of such a reckless experience, she'd take that any day.
"Was it...okay?" Margie asked. She rolled on top of Ryan, kissing him softly. "You didn't mind...seeing me that way?"
"I loved it," Ryan said. "I love you. You looked so beautiful last night."
Margie found it hard to believe she looked beautiful compared to Kelsey, Brie and Charity. But all four men did seem to want to fuck her, and they all did so with wonderful enthusiasm, despite her thirty-eight years.
"I guess I'm holding up all right. Those girls are all so beautiful. I still can't believe I stripped with them."
"Oh my God that was sexy!" Ryan said. "Did you see the way the guys were all looking at you. I was so proud of you."
"Really?"
"Yeah, Baby. You were unbelievably sexy. All night long."
"Huh. I mean, I felt that way, but I didn't think I
looked
that way."
"Oh, God yeah!" Ryan said, kissing her again. "You were smokin'!"
Margie smiled. The boys did all seem to be into me, she thought. Did I really look that good? Is that why Austin fucked me into another world?
"You looked pretty good yourself," Margie said. "I never, in a million years, would have thought it'd turn me on to see you with another woman. But I gotta admit, it was pretty hot."
Ryan smiled. He knew a situation like that was thin ice, so he didn't say anything, lest he say something stupid.
"I think part of it's the girls, though," Margie said. "They just seem so...non-threatening."
"Yeah, they're interesting, that's for sure," Ryan said. "Where were all the girls like that when we were young?"
"Maybe it's the internet. Sex is everywhere now. Maybe kids think it's just...fun."
"It's damn fun when it's like last night," Ryan said. "Good God."
Margie smiled. "I know, right? Maybe we should invite our friends over and have a stripper contest."
"
Our
friends?" Ryan asked.
Margie giggled. She was still on top of Ryan, and felt him getting hard. "Let me guess, you're thinking about Alicia, right?"
Ryan smiled. "No comment."
He rolled Margie onto her back and slipped his hardening cock into her.
"Nice and slow, Baby," she purred. "I'm kinda sore."
—
Kelsey's phone rang a few nights later, her mom's cheerful voice on the other end...
"Hi, Honey. Do you want to come for dinner tomorrow night? Sharron's moving into her apartment. I thought we could have one last family dinner, just you and your father and his two wives."
Kelsey giggled. "Oh, God, Daddy's gonna miss having her around to play with."
"We both are, Honey. I'm so glad you brought Sharron to us. It's just been a wonderful few months."
"I know, she's a sweetie. Sure, I'll come. What time?"
—
"You guys are my family now," Sharron said, holding up her wine glass at the dinner table. Her eyes were welling with tears. "I don't even like to think about where I'd be without you all. Kelsey, you rescued me. Bobby and Kay, you gave me a new life. Everything about me is better now. Everything."
"We love you, Honey," Kay said, wiping away a tear of her own.
"I'll second that," Bobby said.
"Don't cry, Sharron," Kelsey said. "You'll be with us forever, right?"
"That's why I'm so happy," Sharron said. She dabbed her napkin on her wet cheeks, and on her bare breasts where the tears splashed. "I'm a mess," she said as she dried herself.
"You'd be a mess if you had clothes on and were still living with your ex," Kay said. "Naked and single you're just beautiful."
Sharron giggled again, looking lovingly into Kay's eyes.
"Get a room, you two," Kelsey said. "Hey Sharron, I saw Joshy last week. I told him you were here."
