My family had not been particularly close, or so I thought. We got together from time to time for various functions and events and about once a month for a dinner party of sorts. These were always very casual, some food, some drink, some conversation, maybe some TV, but mostly really boring family stuff.
I'd been away for a few months for work and this was the first such dinner since I got back. Almost instantly, something was different. The women were dressed for a night out, not a night in. My wife, my two sisters and my mother were all in nice evening dresses which was very rare for this kind of family dinner. It all started off the same though. The initial chatter, the meal, nothing was out of the ordinary, until we went into the den after dinner.
Music was on as usual, but the lights were lower. My two sisters sat next to me on the couch, my mother sat alone in her normal chair. My father and my wife sat together on another small couch. That was odd, but not something that had never happened. As a slower song came on, they stood up and began to dance closely. This was not a first either, they'd done that before.
Almost in unison my mother and two sisters began to speak. In a dizzying circle of words, they took turns making statements I didn't quite understand the meaning of.
"Things are going to be different tonight."
"You're welcome to stay if you want."
"You can leave, but it won't change what the rest of us do."
"We want you to stay and enjoy this as much as we do."
"This has all happened before, many times."
"It's just the first time with you here."
"We decided it was time for you to know and join in."
"Please relax and let it happen."
"Enjoy this with us and there will be more."
"Much more."
"This is only the very beginning if you cooperate."
I lost track of who was speaking amidst the flow of words and what I was now seeing.
The couple dancing was getting more and more intimate. My father and my wife were in a very close hug and seemed to be kissing.
But there was more going on. My older sister Kathy had my had on her thigh under hers. I didn't understand this at all. She wasn't very attractive and had never been close to me at all. Barb, the younger and much more attractive of my two older sisters was leaning into me. I had long had sort of a crush on her if that could ever be possible. We'd gone to bars together a few times and talked quite a bit about different things. She was holding my other hand, her breast was pressed against my arm and her face was close to my neck, almost nuzzling it.
I realized they were making sure I couldn't suddenly get up and do much of anything.
Barb whispered in my ear, 'Relax, enjoy, have fun. This is what we like."
My mother sat in her chair taking it all in with a rather contented smile on her face.
My dad now had his hand on my wife's ass and was almost to trying to lift the back of her dress. She wasn't resisting at all seeming to grind her body against his.
Barb's hand moved to my thigh and slowly squeezed as it seemed to move upwards. My right hand was trapped between our thighs. Her other hand was on my head toying with my hair.
Kathy wasn't doing much different, just holding my hand tightly.
My mother however had begun to visibly breathe deeper. Her hand was on her own leg with her hemline well above her knee to the point her stocking tops were showing.
I must have zoned out for a short time. When I looked across the room again, my father and my wife were sitting again. The front of her wrap dress was open and his hand was toying with her pubic hairs as her legs parted to allow him access.
Barb's hand was now basically on my cock and her teeth and tongue were working on my ear.
Kathy's free hand was on her own breast while still grasping my left hand against her thigh. But it was now on her bare leg, under her dress. How did that happen?
Mom was getting into it too. One hand on her own breast while her other hand was now well above her knee and under her dress.
My dad and my wife were fully into by this time. Her hand was in his pants and his was obviously fingering her pussy.
I was dizzy and confused, but aroused in a way I couldn't deny.
Barb had noticed my hardness and was stroking me through my pants.
April stood up and dropped her dress on the floor, then knelt between my dad's legs. She was able to get his pants down and began to work on his cock. For the first time she looked over at me to make sure I saw her put her lips and tongue to my father's cock.
Mom's dress was now fully hiked up and her hand was inside her panties.
Kathy stood up long enough to take her dress off. I wasn't really impressed with her body at all, but she seemed to enjoy showing it to me before she sat back down and took my hand again moving it to the top of her naked thigh.
Barb managed to straddle me there on the couch somehow and pull her dress over her head. She reached behind herself and remove her bra. Damn! Really nice. Her panties had ties on the sides and she motioned for me to untie them which allowed them to fall away revealing her neatly trimmed bush. She sat back beside me and snuggled her now naked breasts against my arm again.