Iworked out in the cool family basement, and usually woreonly a T-shirt and sweat pants. I was nursing an infatuation for one of the girls in theneigh...orhood, Noreen. She was a sweet blonde thing,eighteen, and unattainable for a freshman, but how Ithought of trying, and the lovely things we would dotogether once I worked my teenage charms. It is fair tosay I had quite a crowbar in my sweats when I spotted ashapely pair of legs descending the basement stairs,only to feel a pang of disappointment. “Whoa ... Now this part I didn’t know!” I said.It was impossible not to grin and make what noise we could as the super-band got set up.I leaned over. “I guess Pete got his wish after all.”“Not everyone. I think he’s waving to us.”I looked, finding that Muireann was right. Pete had spotted us in the crowd and was gesturing invitingly. I just kept shaking my head, though, and eventually he gave up with amused resignation.Guitars and drums started making preparatory noises and then the group was. "We kissed, then I started to get out of bed."Hold on on a minute, Dear. I got you a present." She reached into her night table drawer and pulled out a wrapped box. It looked about the size of a Whitman's Sampler - those chocolates you get at the drug store for Valentine's Day.It was wrapped like a birthday present. I looked at the wrapping paper, trying to figure out what it was. There were symbols of different kinds. A six sided star, a top, a candle holder with three candles. I realized they. With some light shinning on us I felt like I was on a stage with a crowd watching (flashback to when I was a Stripper). I reached for Kyle’s Titan Missile cock wrapping my hand around as he started pumping his cock down my throat holding onto my hair as I deep throated him. Debbie was kneeling and sucking my husbands cock, my husband told me that it was time for me to initiate Bret and Fred’s cocks and welcome them to the Dogging group. Now it is time for the Initiation ceremony. Kyle turned me.