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I finished my shower, and dried off. It was so nice to be here, even for a short time. Marge and Charlie had been my mom and dad's best friends on the commune. I had played with their son who was about my age. I folded the towel stepped into the hall. It was chilly. Back in my room I grabbed a robe and put it on and then went downstairs. Charlie and Marge both had robes on, though theirs were open in front. So I pulled mine open as well. Charlie was setting the table, "Don't you look a vision, dear," said Marge as she came behind and kissed my neck, I turn and kissed her on the mouth. We had a long kiss. Our breasts gently touching. I smiled, tears in my eyes. "It is so nice to be here." "Our pleasure hon, now sit down." I took my seat. We were having spaghetti. Charlie brought the food and started to pass it. We chatted throughout dinner. We talked of old times. Of experiences we had all shared. They were particularly interested in how my mother was and my step-brother. Both are living together currently along with my brother's wife and their 3 kids. I don't see them often, but I talk to them a lot. My mother is a wonderful woman. She had lived with a very proper, repressed and silent man for a number of years and then she met Michael. He was completely the opposite. He freed her, and me. I had always had a secret life, but living with Michael and his two older kids my secret life blossomed into reality. We became a nudist family and moved to the commune where things were very, very free and open. This is where we had met Marge and Charlie and their son, Darren. After supper the dishes were cleared and we walked together into the family room, where there was a nice fire lit. There was several couches and mats lying around. Marge turned her head towards mine and I kissed her again, deeply. "Abigail," said Charlie softly, "you haven't greeted us properly." I blushed, "Yes, Uncle Charlie, that is true." I dropped to my knees in front of him and I took his cock gently in my hands and began to shower it with kisses. The head, shaft, his balls all over. Then I gently slipped his cock into my mouth and begin to suck it slowly in and out. "He won't get very hard, dear," said Marge in a motherly tone, "but don't let that bother you, he will still enjoy this." I made a sounds indicating a had heard and understood while I continued to suck his half erect cock. I let it pop out of my mouth and I took a testicle into my mouth one at a time. Then I kissed his cock head and looked up at him and smiled. I looked around, Marge was standing behind me, and turned myself around and began to kiss her thighs. The smell was wonderful. I slipped a hand between her legs. She was moist. I kissed her pussy at the triangle point then I opened her labia and begin to kiss and lick her clitoris. I sucked her clit and flicked it with my tongue. Then I smiled at her. "Lay back" she said.... I lay back on the couch with my knees in the air and parted. Marge sat behind me and held me as Charlie slipped between my legs and put his expert tongue to work. With the tongue of his lips and tongue I melted. Marge held me and moved to a position where I could take one of her breasts into my mouth. As I suckled her her, Uncle went to work between my legs. Slowly he gently kissed every inch of my womanhood. Then slowly he sucked my clitoris into his mouth and using his tongue put pressure on that little spot. I moaned. I felt Marge pinching and caressing my breasts and nipples as I sucked her nice sized breast. The tension began to build, slowly.... slowly slowly........ I moaned. Finally the the waves of pleasure and release washed over me. I started to cry gently as Marge held me tight in her arms. He moved his face to mine and kissed me deeply. I could taste myself on his lips. It was intoxicating. "Switch positions with Marge." I did as he asked. And he went to work on her as I held her. We spent the rest of the evening touching and kissing. I rested my head in his lap for a while and kissed and licked his cock. It was fun to play with him. Eventually I slipped off the sleep in their arms. Later in the middle of the night I found myself nicely tucked into my bed.
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