“Holy fuck,” Vicki exclaimed. “This isn't a house; this is a castle!!!”
My cousin Vicki had come to Oklahoma to spend quality time with me on my home turf. While she was here, Lorraine and Greg had invited us over for some friendly afternoon play at their house.
Lorraine's father was a physician, and he had left her the lovely three-story home. Lorraine and Greg had a great bargain because the estate contained a sizable trust fund that paid for the mansion's maintenance; in other words, Lorraine's sole expenditure was cable TV. All other expenses were covered by the estate. I've often wondered what her father would have thought if he knew his daughter had become a swinger and was now throwing an orgy in their lavish home.
“It is truly impressive, isn't it?” I asked as I parked the car in the circular driveway in front of the main entrance.
We pulled up to the door and got out of the car. Using the ornate doorknocker, we pounded the door to announce our presence. While we waited, my cousin and I were in awe of the doorway's appearance. The beautiful wooden door opened a moment later, revealing a seductive brunette standing on the threshold. The young woman was dressed in all black with white trim, a short skirt, and stockings with black lace, similar to what a French maid wears.
“Yes?” the lady asked.
I was somewhat taken by surprise by this. I knew that Lorraine had a nice home, but I didn't know that she had taken on a maid.
"This is my cousin Vicki; my name is Bill," I said. "I think we are expected."
“Oh yes,” the maid said, “Please, step this way.”
She opened the door to allow us entry. She guided us through the foyer and into an area designed to receive visitors. “The Madame is waiting for you on the rear patio,” the maid said. "If you wish, you may remove your clothes and leave them here.” She gestured toward a sofa to the side of the room and then left.
“I looked at my cousin and said, “Well, Vicki, this certainly surprised me. I had no idea they had a maid.” I began taking off my clothes.
Vicki also began to get naked and said, “It does seem rather extravagant.”
Vicki and I were soon naked, and, as always, I was more than taken by Vicki's hot body. Her nipples were sticking straight out in the cool, air-conditioned room. I took her by the hand and began escorting her to the backyard.
We heard a man's voice while we walked through the house. "Vicki! Bill!"
Greg was standing behind us as we turned around, and he was just as naked as we were. He came over to say hello, his face beaming with happiness. He embraced Vicki first, and I adored watching them as their bodies intertwined.
I extended my hand to Greg as he looked down and said, “Sorry, my friend, but a handshake is not going to do it for me.”
Greg then wrapped his arms around me, embracing me with the same kind of cozy, inviting embrace he had given my cousin. The sensation of his body against mine was wonderful. When our cocks met, they both started to grow. "Let's go out to the terrace," he said, rising from our embrace.
Outside, we saw Lorraine stretching out on a chaise lounge. Trying to get a tan, Lorraine was topless and wearing a black bikini bottom. When she noticed us, she quickly jumped up and ran over to greet us.
“It is so great to see you guys!” she said. Reaching around me, she first hugged me, and then Vicki.
As always, Lorraine's body was something to behold. Her shoulder-length auburn hair gracefully framed her sweet face and was gracefully draped over both shoulders. Her tits were magnificent and jiggled in the outside air. The only thing that caught us off guard were the bikini bottoms she was wearing. “What's with the swimsuit?" Vicki asked.
“Oh, this?” Lorraine asked. “I just wanted to use it for my big reveal.”
“Big reveal?” Vicki asked.
Without saying a word, Lorraine hooked her thumbs into the waistband of the front of the swimsuit and pulled it downward, revealing a beautifully shaved, plump pussy. “I always loved the way Vicki's pussy looked and tasted, so I thought I would finally take the plunge and have myself shaved clean.”
Vicki and I both thought Lorraine's cunt was adorable. Vicki was probably itching to lick her pussy just as much as I was.
I looked at the towering privacy fence as I looked around Lorraine's backyard. I said, "That fence is something new."
“Yes,” Lorraine said. “We always envied the way that you and Vicki stayed naked all the time, so we are just following suit. This way, we can come out into our backyard naked any time we want, and since a few neighbors stop by to get naked with us now and then, we are even considering starting a private nudist retreat in our backyard."
It was a bit of a surprise to see. Lorraine's house was not only in town but was also in a rather densely populated area. It was unusual to find naked people this deep in the city, enjoying the great outdoors.
“Everything looks fantastic,” I said. I turned back to Lorraine; looking down at her bikini bottoms, which were now around her hips, I asked, “Don't you feel a little overdressed?”
Lorraine laughed a little and then called out, "Oh, Brandy, could you come here, please?”
The young lady who had opened the door to greet us appeared at the entrance to the patio. “Come over here and help me out of my swimsuit, would you?” Lorraine asked.
“That's another thing,” I said. “You guys have a maid? You guys aren't getting uppity on us, are you?”
Greg and Lorraine both laughed. “Oh no,” Greg said. “Brandy is a friend of ours whom we have shared on occasion, but for today, she agreed to be our maid to help entertain our guests.”
Vicki and I looked at each other briefly and then turned back to watch Brandy pull down Lorraine's bikini bottoms. The four of us were standing there admiring each other's naked bodies.
Lorraine moved behind the bar set up on the patio near the entrance. “Would either of you care for a beer or anything?”
“A beer would be fine for me,” I said.
“Same for me,” Vicki said.
Reaching down, Lorraine took out two bottles from the little fridge and handed them to us.
“This is a beautiful home,” Vicki said.
“Thank you,” Lorraine said as Greg came over and stood next to her. The two stood there, each with an arm wrapped around the other. “Daddy was very generous in his will.”
I gazed around the property, remembering different times I had visited while Lorraine and I were still both in college. I also remembered the times Lorraine and I spent as fuck buddies at the elaborate home whenever her parents were out of town. I vividly remember one time when Lorraine's older brother, Doug, was spying on us while I fucked his sister in the living room. I could easily see him crouching down in the stairway, peeking over the banister as he watched my cock drill into his sister's sweet cunt.
“Would you two like a tour?” Lorraine asked.
“Absolutely,” we both said.
I grabbed my cousin by the hand and followed Greg and Lorraine as they walked into the house. Brandy, who was still dressed in her sultry French maid's outfit, had disappeared for the moment.
Greg and Lorraine had walked us through several rooms on the first level, including the music room where Lorraine and I had previously fucked.
“What about the upstairs?” I asked.
"I think I know what you want to see," Lorraine grinned.
My dick began to get hard as I thought about the aspect of seeing Lorraine's bedroom. I wondered what it must look like today.
Following Lorraine and Greg, Vicki and I walked up the circular staircase. I have a feeling that Vicki was admiring our hosts' sexy asses like I was.
Lorraine turned to face me as we reached the top of the stairs and asked, "Do you remember which room it is?"
“I think I do,” I said as I looked up and down the hall. There were four doors on each side of the hall. My memory began recalling various details of my earlier visits. It had been a few years since we had been in her bedroom because any time I had been there, her parents were gone, and we mostly fucked downstairs. I felt I had my bearings as I headed down the hall to the third door on the right.
It was like entering a time machine as soon as the door opened. Lorraine had maintained the same theme for her room from our time together in college; the pink trim and purple walls, together with the Beatles and Olivia Newton-John posters, instantly brought back the emotions. I immediately remembered all the times Lorraine and I had fucked on that gorgeous brass bed, and my cock sprouted to attention.
