New Family Rules Ch. 08

Stefan led us to a grassy place near the water, away, but not too far away, from the other people. "The lake is too cold to swim, "Stefan said. That explained why no one was swimming. Birget pulled beach towels from her rucksack and spread them on the ground. Amanda and I hadn't thought of that. We sat and pulled our small lunches from our packs. Stefan opened four beers and passed them around.

More people came to the lake as we ate. Everyone looked at us, but no one said anything or approached us until a couple who looked a few years older than us came up. They were both tall and thin. The woman had long, straight blonde hair and a pretty face. The man had wavy red hair and a bushy red beard. "It is ok to go nude here?" the man asked in what I took for an English accent.

"Yes, it is, "Stefan replied.

"We wondered since no one else is," the woman said.

"We thought people in Central Europe shucked their clothes every chance they got," the man said.

"That's why we came," the woman added.

"No," Birget explained, "most people stay clothed, but they are generally tolerant of those of us who prefer to be clothes free."

"May we join you?" the woman asked.

"Certainly," Stefan replied.

The couple spread out a large towel, quickly stripped off, and sat down. Sitting on the towel, facing the sun, with her legs spread, the woman said, "this is so much nicer!"

Gesturing towards her vagina, Birget said, "the sun feels especially good here."

"Yes, it does," the woman replied.

Jeff and Audrey were Australian, not English, and were spending a summer in Europe. We talked with them for about 45 minutes. Unfortunately, when we packed up to start back to the resort, Jeff and Audrey dressed. "We're just not comfortable being the only nudes somewhere in a strange country," Jeff said. Stefan told them about some places in Germany where they should have no hesitation to go nude.

The hike back to the resort was entirely uphill. However, it was not overly taxing. Back at the resort around 4:00 p.m., 16:00 hours as expressed locally, Amanda and I were exuberant at the realization that we'd spent hours out in public with no clothing available. After putting our gear in our rooms, we met Birget and Stefan in the spa for some time in a jacuzzi and a steam bath.

We dressed and met Birget and Stefan for dinner in the hotel restaurant. Although casually dressed, Stefan exuded a certain elegance and formality. Birget was, frankly, sexy in a tight top and a slit skirt. Dinner was great fun, due, perhaps in part, to a couple of bottles of wine consumed.

The spa and spa bar stayed open surprising late, until 1:00 a.m. Amanda and I hadn't been in the spa that late but agreed to meet Birget and Stefan there after dinner.

It was, I guess, around 10:00 p.m. when Amanda and I got to the spa. While it was less busy than during the day, there were still a significant number of people there. As the four of us stood nude at the bar waiting for more glasses of wine, Birget explained "at night, the rules in the spa are a little different."

With a smile, Stefan elaborated that, "after 20:00 hours, it is permissible to get more romantic, intimate."

"That sounds very nice," Amanda said. "I'm sorry Harry and I didn't get here this late the first two nights."

Birget grinned. "It is a good place to make new friendships deeper."

I suddenly understood something that had puzzled me a little. When we'd made reservations at the resort, we were informed that we needed to send blood samples, verified as ours by a licensed physician, no earlier than ten days before our arrival. I had assumed that the resort was still taking Covid 19 precautions. When we checked in, we received a report that Amanda and I were negative for Covid 19. The report also showed that our blood had been tested and was negative for any STDs. I had asked the young woman who checked us in about that. "People who are positive are not allowed in the spa," she had answered. At the time, I assumed it was done to create the impression for guests that the spa was hyper cautious. Now, I wondered if the testing had a practical purpose.

We got our wine in plastic cups so we could take it to the pool. There was a slight chill in the air, but several people were in the heated outdoor pool. There were three couples at places along the pool's edge, and a group of four clustered in one corner. We drank some wine and got into the warm water.

Amanda and I swam a lazy lap of the pool side-by-side. Done with that, we stood in water about waist high. Birget and Stefan walked up to us. "We would like to be better friends with you," Birget said.

I looked at Amanda. After a moment of trading non-verbal signals, Amanda told Birget, "we'd like that too." I immediately felt one of Birget's hands cupping may balls under the water. Her other hand was stroking my shaft. Stefan had a hand on each of Amanda's breasts, gently kneading them. I reached out and pulled Birget to me. I began rubbing my hands up and down her ass. I'm not sure exactly what Amanda and Stefan were doing, but they were awfully close.

After Birget had gotten me hard, she said in a commanding tone, "Stefan, we are four, not two and two." The four of us formed a tight circle. Looking into the water, I could see that Amanda had Stefan as erect as Birget had me.

I guess all four of us were looking down because Amanda said, "Penises look so much better that way, don't they Birget?"

Birget giggled and said, "Yes, and they are much more useful in that condition." Birget paused before timidly asking, "Amanda, may I touch you?"

"Of course," Amanda replied and took a side-step to allow Birget's hand between her thighs. Watching Birget start to finger Amanda was hot and Amanda seemed to like it. Thinking Birget deserved stimulation too, I put a hand on her mound and began sliding it down between her thighs. Birget spread her legs slightly and I began fingering her lips. Amanda put a hand on each of my and Stefan's erections and started stroking us both.

The four of us kept that up for several minutes until Birget took a step back and said, "I need more wine." She started towards the ladder out of the pool.

"At this hour," Stefan told us, "it is perfectly acceptable to come out of the pool aroused." He followed Birget. Amanda and I shared a "when in Rome" look and followed Stefan.

Stefan and I walked along the pool deck from the ladder to where we had put our wines with our boners on full display. The woman of a couple in the pool watching us said, loudly enough for us to hear, "gut!"

The four of us finished our wine with Birget openly stroking me and Amanda Stefan. As we drained our cups, a waitress came up. She was blonde and looked no older than 21. Her tight white tee shirt, obviously with no bra, and short black skirt suggested a nice body. In English, she said, "if you wish to enjoy your evening more, may I suggest Red Bull and vodka?" That didn't sound too appealing to me but, before I could say anything, Stefan had responded to her in German too rapid for me to catch. (I'd not used my undergraduate German at all in the last six years).

The waitress walked away. Stefan picked up our towels and said, "come." He led us inside the spa to a jacuzzi with two couples already in it. Stefan spoke again in rapid German. The women of the couples nodded affirmatively. Stefan got in. We followed. The jacuzzi was not large. As the last person in, I was sitting with my hip touching Birget's bare hip to my right and the bare hip of an older woman to my left. Birget said something in rapid German. All four of the older couples laughed and nodded their heads enthusiastically. Birget stood up and sat back down in my lap. Following Birget's lead, Amanda got in Stefan's lap. I put my hands over Birget's full tits as she wiggled around a bit.

Soon, the waitress was back and placed four plastic cups on the deck beside us. She took an order from the older couples and walked away. Birget picked up a cup, held it in front of my lips, and said "Harry, try this." I let her pour some in my mouth. The drink tasted good. There was alcohol but, to this day, I don't know what else was in it. Birget handed me the cup and I held it for her to drink. Amanda and Stefan were giving each other drinks out of separate cups.

It had been a long day and we had hiked quite a distance. Nonetheless, I soon felt energized. Apparently, Birget did too. She spun around in my lap, so she was facing me and spread her legs out to straddle me. The head of my dick rubbed her outer lips. We kissed and I began sucking Birget's nipples. I was getting very aroused and the idea of sex with Birget seemed very appealing.

I don't know what Amanda and Stefan were doing. Something similar, I hope. Not long after we finished the drinks, Stefan said something else in German. Birget stood up, extended a hand to me, and said "come to our room." I followed her out of the jacuzzi with Amanda and Stefan behind me. As we walked away, one of the older women said something in German. Birget translated for me, "she says we give them inspiration."

We had to wear robes to leave the spa and go back into the hotel. As we got into the elevator to go up from the spa level to the floor of Birget's and Stefan's room, Amanda hugged me tightly. "I think this is going to be fun," she whispered.

Our robes were off as soon as we were in Birget's and Stefan's room. Amanda and I embraced and kissed passionately. When we broke our embrace, Birget stepped to us and kissed each of us. Stefan kissed Amanda and Birget. Stefan and I shook hands.

After some experimentation, the four of us ended up on the bed, on our sides, in a sort of circle. My head was between Birget's legs as I ate her. Birget was blowing Stefan as he ate Amanda. Amanda was sucking my dick.

I like giving oral sex to a woman. In addition to Amanda, I'd eaten Dani, Amelia, and, several years earlier, my sister Gwen. Giving oral to Birget was just as nice as any of them, except Amanda. Nothing in life was better than eating Amanda, except fucking Amanda.

I was glad that Stefan, rather than me, came first. Due to Amanda's skill and knowledge of my body, I came second. I got Birget off just before Stefan got Amanda. The four of us broke the circle and hugged each other on the bed.

Whatever was in the drink wore off relatively quickly. I was suddenly very sleepy as, it seemed, were the others. Birget pulled back the covers on their bed and all four of us got in.

Some time during the night, I awoke partially. I was aware of an ass pressing against my dick. That had to be Amanda, so I spread the cheeks and pushed my dick partway in. I was surprised in the morning, but not entirely displeased, to find that I'd slept several hours with my dick between Birget's butt cheeks.

The four of us decided to spend the next day in the spa. Birget and Stefan were leaving the same day Amanda and I were, meaning we'd all be there three more nights, so we'd have at least one more hike. Oddly, I felt neither fatigued nor hungover. As Amanda and I showered in Birget's and Stefan's room, Amanda commented, "I don't why, but I feel great today." She looked better than great.

Although the grill didn't open until 11:00 and the restaurant was in the hotel, the resort appreciated that most people came at this time of year for the spa. They set up a traditional German breakfast buffet just inside the entrance to the spa. The four of us shucked our robes, assembled very full plates of food, and stood at a counter overlooking the main floor of the spa to eat.

As we were eating our large breakfasts, one of the older women from the jacuzzi the night before walked by. She had a lot of extra flesh, but was mildly attractive, nonetheless. She stopped and said something to Birget. Birget gave a huge smile and said "ja!" The woman walked on, showing a fleshy and dimpled behind. I gave Birget a questioning look. Still smiling, Birget said, "she said that, after seeing us, they had great sex last night. She asked whether we four had sex together." I understood what Birget's "ja" had meant.

It was warm enough to be comfortable by the outdoor pool. We grabbed clean towels from a stack and sat on four lounge chairs on the lawn by the pool. We talked for over an hour. Thankfully, Birget and Stefan spoke English much better than I speak German, and Amanda speaks no German at all. Somewhere in the conversation, Amanda mentioned that we were on our honeymoon. I didn't place much weight on Stefan's comment that "we must do something to celebrate." We did learn that Birget and Stefan had been married for two years.

We had a very lowkey day. The four of us had dinner together and then slept in our own rooms. Birget and Stefan had another nude hike planned for the next day.

We left the resort earlier than our first hike and Stefan warned this one would be longer. Like the first hike, however, we wore no clothes, except boots, and had none with us. This hike started along the same trail as the first hike. However, about 45 minutes out, Stefan veered onto a new trail that ran more directly south. We walked at a reasonable pace for another two hours before the trail emerged at a road. After a moment, I realized it wasn't a country road but the main street of a town. There were cars, trucks, and a bus. There were shops, a couple of cafes, and a sidewalk with clothed people on it. Stefan continued along the sidewalk as if we were still by ourselves in the woods. Birget followed him like they did this daily.

Amanda turned her head to look back at me. I couldn't tell from her expression whether she was scared we'd get in trouble or excited to be walking through a populated town in the nude. A mix of both, I suspect. Nonetheless, we followed Birget and Stefan. Four nude people walking through town drew many looks. I heard a few comments. As near as I could translate, the comments were more compliments about our bodies than expressions of disapproval. Still, I was relieved when we reached the other end of town and Stefan started on a trail back into the woods.

We walked slightly uphill for about another half hour until we reached a glade that was one of the prettier places I've ever seen. We spread our towels, took off our boots, and massaged our feet. Then we ate our lunches, washed down with warm beer. After we'd gathered our trash into a bag that went in Stefan's rucksack, Birget took Amanda by the arm and led her far enough away not to be overheard. Birget spoke for minute or two. Then I saw Amanda nod her head enthusiastically.

The two women, quite different but each beautiful, walked back to Stefan and me. "Birget and I have talked," Amanda said. "We've agreed that we need at least one more step for our friendship to reach the level we want."

Suspecting that I knew the answer, I asked "what step is that?"

"Stefan should make love to Amanda and you should make love to me," Birget answered.

Stefan eyed Amanda's perfect body with open lust and said, "I'm happy to do that if everyone else agrees. Of course, we don't want any problems or jealousies between us."

I looked at Birget's lush body. She was, in my mind, not as beautiful as Amanda. However, she was beautiful, sexy, and had an undeniable magnetism that was working at full force at that moment. "Why would there be problems or jealousy?" I asked. "We all love our spouses, but that doesn't prohibit us from sharing pleasure with other people whom we trust and admire."

Birget sat on the towel beside me. "I cannot know how that sounded to a native English speaker," she said, "but it makes a lot of sense to me."

"It makes sense," Amanda said. "Harry is good with words, among other things."

Amanda sat next to Stefan. Birget put her arms around me and we kissed, passionately. My finger went into Birget's pussy as she stroked me erect. Having committed to sex with Birget, I found myself looking forward to the imminent act.

Birget and I fucked in missionary position. Sliding into her and seeing the look of joy on her face as I did was, almost, as good as entering Amanda. I was grateful that Birget was a lover much like Amanda. Birget was verbal, telling me what she felt and making suggestions. She was highly active, trying to give as much pleasure as she received, or more. She was also physically strong.

Before I became completely engrossed with Birget, I glanced at Amanda and Stefan. Amanda was on all fours to my right, facing us, and Stefan had entered her from behind. That surprised me because Amanda didn't like that position with me. She told me later that she did it to watch me fuck Birget and, since Stefan's dick was longer and thinner than mine, doggy style worked better for her with him than with me.

It wasn't long before Birget had driven any awareness of Amanda and Stefan from my mind. I can no longer describe each specific thing we did for the other. Like Amanda, Birget had the ability to clamp down hard on my dick, requiring much more effort from me but increasing the sensation for both of us. What I do remember clearly is that making love to Birget (it was definitely more than just sex) was the best intimate experience I've had other than with Amanda.

I think Birget and I made love for a long time, but that could just be my ego. I know that, as she approached her orgasm, she squeezed me with her arms and legs so tightly that I'm not sure I could have moved had her hips not been bucking so violently. Birget howled as she came. During her howl, I started to shoot, so hard it hurt. I kept shooting and my vision blacked out for a moment. As Birget started to relax, I shot two more times.

I didn't realize I'd closed my eyes until I opened them and saw Birget's smiling, sweaty face. With a heavier accent than usualhttps://www.warriorforum.com/members/colombiqq.html

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, Birget said, "Harry that was, wow!"

I suddenly remembered my wife. Looking to my right, I saw Amanda sitting next to Stefan smiling. Before I'd even pulled out of Birget, Amanda leaned over and kissed me on the lips. "It was a wow to see too," she said.

"Good job Harry," Stefan added.

Getting my voice back, I asked Amanda, "and how was your orgasm?"

"Wonderful," Amanda replied.

"Harry," Stefan said, "Amanda is very special."

"So is Birget," I said.

We slowly cleaned up and packed up. Foolishly, we drank all our water. An hour later, we were again walking nude through the nearby town. Stefan stopped in the middle of town. "We are not going to reach the resort before dark," he said. "Going back up to the resort in the dark will be dangerous." Of course, none of us expected to be out after dark so none of us brought lights.

"What do we do?" Amanda asked.

Stefan smiled. I've wondered since if that smile was a hint that our predicament had been created intentionally. "I know someone in this town," Stefan said. "If he is home, he will let us stay there tonight and we can walk back in the morning." Stefan and Birget started down a small side street.

Before following them, Amanda said, "we don't have a stitch of clothes and we're going to spend the night with a stranger?"

"Do you have a Plan B?" I asked.

"I guess not," Amanda sighed. We followed Birget and Stefan.

We walked to the fringe of town, passed by several cars and trucks. The sun was already behind mountains to the west and I concluded Stefan was correct that there wasn't enough light for us to reach the resort, almost three hours' walk away. Stefan went up onto the porch of a traditional alpine house and rang a doorbell. A young woman answered. She and Stefan conversed in what I thought was a dialect as I couldn't make out a single word. As Stefan spoke, a smile came on the woman's face. After some more conversation, the woman called into the house. A muscular young man came to the door. Stefan obviously knew the man. Stefan called Birget to the door. The young man visibly admired Birget's nude form.

New Family Rules Ch. 08

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