Betty, Bill and Richard 40 (Summer is here ) Teen bisex M-M-M-F-F July, 2020
My name is Richard. Betty and Bill are my friends.
By the end of our senior year, the three of us had been having sex together for a couple of years. Between April and graduation, we'd also helped Monty and Ann; they'd been having sex but weren't entirely happy. We helped them learn how to bring Ann to a climax, reminded them to make out, and helped them realize their bisexual fantasies. In mid-May, Monty celebrated his eighteenth birthday by going balls-deep inside of Ann while Bill was inside of Monty's ass. I think that Monty enjoyed himself that day. Ann's birthday was on June 5th. She asked to have Monty in her pussy and to have Betty use her dildo harness to nail Ann's ass. Ann also enjoyed herself that day.
We only had one more session where Bill, Betty and I included Ann and Monty in our sex play, around June 10th. I don't know how concious any of us were that day, but we did everything they'd asked for, and they were now real lovers. As for their bisexual needs, it seemed that they were bound to find a like-minded couple within their work at the Advocacy center, or maybe at Pride.
Pride was in mid-June, and that was where Monty and Ann seemed to be putting all of their energies.
One last bit of news came from Ann and Monty. Ann saw us at the entrance when we got to Pride. She was talking to Betty but all of us heard her. Ann worked with a lot of the vendors coming in since she was a voulenter and on committees, and the day before Pride when everybody was setting up, this couple working the sex toy booth gave her a dildo harness, so Ann and Monty can do pegging whenever they want to now.
Bill was looking around and said, "There he is!". I looked where Bill was looking and saw Monty, shirtless and happy as a kid on Christmas morning. Bill and I waved, and Monty waved back.
Bill, Betty and I were pretty much in our same routine of making out and having sex every weekday in the sun behind Bill's house. We did a bit of swimming and sometimes watched TV or a movie or played a video game, and we mixed up what we were doing sexually to keep from getting bored.
We could see the end of summer coming and each of us leaving for college in different towns. We didn't want it to end but we knew it had to.
Here ends the story of Betty, Bill and myself. We are off to college, and Dad says that I'll have to get through being sad, and to look around at what else there is to see. He reminded me to always use a condom.
Dad took in a long breath. "Single children grow up spoiled and selfish", Dad said. "Either have no kids or two or three so they don't grow up selfish." "Am I like that?", I asked. "You aren't." Dad said. "Your Mom and I were planning on having one or two more kids, up until you three toddlers had your first playdate. We decided that you three were just siblings with different parents, you learned sharing, kindness and all the important stuff. Betty and Bill's parents might've made the same decision.
I asked Dad if him and Mom still swing, since I'd only walked in on them once. He said they would while I was at college, and that I'd get more details when I turn 21. Then Dad kissed me.
College may have a lot for me to see, but coming home afterwards sounds interesting, too.