"As for you, Gilgamesh, fill your belly with good things; day and night, night and day, dance and be merry, feast and rejoice. Let your clothes be fresh, bathe yourself in water, cherish the little child that holds your hand, and make your wife happy in your embrace; for this too is the measure of man."
CAST OF CHARACTERS:
Kieran Stuart, 44; Siobhan Stuart, 43; Kavan Stuart, 17; Arial Stuart, 16; Kerry Stuart, 12 (Almost 13)
Brad Weaver, 17; Kiki Daniels, 17; Nicole Whittaker, 15
TELLING THE STORY
Kieran Stuart, Siobhan Stuart
(SIOBHAN)
We called in our order for Chinese food a little before four o’clock and then the others worked for a little while longer. The guys were covered with trails of sweat and dirt on their chest and legs. They had all wet their headbands in the ice water in the chest more than once and all of the bottled water was gone. Arial had helped by leveling the dirt in the path with a yard broom and her shirt and shorts were wet with sweat too. I was sticky and smelly with sweat and I hadn’t done anything except lay in the chaise lounge and supervise.
When they quit, I was ready for a shower and they were too. We all went around to the back of the house to get into the basement. The hillside on this side of the house was a little steep and the one path through the shrubs had small loose rocks in it. We all knew to watch our footing if we went down it. Kerry led the way. I went next with Kieran holding my hand so I wouldn’t fall. Kavan was close behind me and I knew he was ready to catch me if I fell. Brad was right there too. Arial was to one side, watching. I could see from their faces how protective of me they felt. Kerry held open the small gate in the fence and then made sure it was secured. Once inside the basement we all headed toward the shower and started to get undressed.
“Somebody’s got to wait for our food to be delivered,” I said. “It usually takes about forty minutes after we place an order and it’s been almost that long now.”
“I’ll do it,” Kerry said.
“OK,” Kieran said. “You know where my billfold is. Tip the delivery guy twenty percent.”
“No, Kerry, wait,” Brad said. “Arial and I’ll take care of it. You go ahead and shower.”
Kerry looked at his father. I knew he would wait until Kieran settled it.
“OK,” he said, looking at Kerry. “Go get my billfold.”
“No, Kieran,” Brad said, “Arial and I will wait and I’ll pay for it.”
Kieran looked at him. Brad had a serious expression on his face, contesting Kieran. Arial was looking at both of them. It was easy to see she liked this side of Brad. Kieran knew when to give in. He nodded his agreement.
Brad and Arial went up the stairs to the kitchen, Brad behind her. I heard her squeal and I knew he’d goosed her again.
Kieran and I and the boys undressed and tossed our clothes in the basket that we kept near the steps. Kavan picked up the old bench and carried it in the shower. Kerry opened the cabinet where we kept towels and washcloths and put a stack on the shelf just outside the shower door. He went in and turned on both shower heads.
When Kieran and the boys had enclosed the shower with opaque glass blocks, they had laid one course on the floor all around with waterproof adhesive and then caulked that with silicone caulk. We were all used to stepping over the six-inch height under the door. Kieran held out his hand again. I put mine in it and stepped over the six-inch blocks carefully.
“Can’t do a damn thing without somebody holding my hand,” I said.
Kieran didn’t answer. The boys didn’t either but they both were grinning and swapping back and forth under one of the two shower heads. The floor of the shower was dark with the dirt coming off them. I made Kieran do the same thing for a minute or so and then took my turn. When I went to the old bench and sat down, he knew what I wanted. He found my shampoo on the shelf, squirted some on my head, and started doing one of my favorite things. I looked at Kavan and Kerry, each standing under a shower head, watching us, still grinning at us, and then shut my eyes.
When Kieran stopped, somebody, really two of them, each took one of my hands in theirs, pulled me up, and led me under a shower head. I stood there muttering, pretending to protest, while they lifted my hair and got the shampoo out. I had just opened my eyes when the door to the shower opened.
Brad and Arial were there, naked already. They stood watching and I decided to give Brad a little show, something I knew Kieran loved. I lifted my hands over my head and then slowly slid them down my neck a couple of times, pressing the water out of my hair. Kieran loved to watch what happened to my breasts when I lifted my arms like that. I quickly glanced at the boys’ faces and then at Brad’s. I think Brad liked looking at my uplifted breasts as much as Kieran did. Arial took his hand, stepped in the shower, and pulled him in. I started to tell him to close his mouth.
“Brad, shut the door,” Kerry said, and he did.
“Brad, shut your mouth,” Kavan said, and he did. Arial giggled.
We all got busy bathing. Kieran and Kavan swapped back scrubs. Brad saw them doing it and got Kerry to swap with him. Arial was helping me until I sat down on the bench again. When I lifted my feet and looked at Kieran, he knew what I wanted. He nudged Arial over toward Brad, got the fingernail brush, and squatted down at my feet. He gave my feet, especially my toes, a good scrubbing with the brush. It was another one of those little things he’d learned to do for me when I became heavy with children. I looked up at the kids and saw that Brad was washing Arial’s back but looking at Kieran and me. Kieran motioned for me to come closer and I leaned over.
“Brad can’t take his eyes off you,” he whispered in my ear. “Why don’t you give him a big kiss?”
“No, Kieran,” I whispered to him. “I’m not going to embarrass him in front of Arial.”
“After he felt the baby, did you notice the bulge in his shorts when he stood up?” he asked.
“Yes, but that doesn’t mean I should hurt her feelings.”
“I’ll ask her if it’s OK for you to do it,” he said. “You know she likes to tease him.”
“Kieran, you are so bad,” I said. “When are you going to grow up?”
“Never!”
He was smiling at me; he knew I’d do it. He stood up, walked over to Arial, and whispered in her ear. Brad was looking at us with a puzzled look on his face. Arial grinned, walked over to me, helped me stand up, and then whispered in my ear.
“Put his hand on your breasts and give him just a little touch of tongue.”
I puckered up my lips in what Kieran calls a rabbit kiss and tossed it in Brad’s direction. Kieran put both hands on Brad’s back and pushed him over toward me.
“Kiss her, Brad,” Arial said.
“Yes, Brad, kiss her,” Kieran said.
Brad kissed me, just on the cheek, and started to turn away. Arial pushed him back toward me. This time he kissed me on the cheek, then on my mouth with closed lips, and started to turn away again. I caught his hand, pulled him back, and put his hand on my breast. He gave Arial and Kieran one quick glance, leaned over and kissed me again. This time, when I opened my mouth and probed his lips with my tongue, he opened to me and then gave me a tongue to play with for a few seconds. I put one hand on his butt, pulled him closer to my swollen belly, and pressed against him. When I turned him loose, I saw that he had the beginnings of a good boner. He looked around at all the others and started grinning too.
“I don’t care,” he said. “You can tease me all you want to. I think she’s a beautiful woman. I’ve never seen a pregnant woman naked. Don’t blame me for looking.”
He looked down at his dick and then back up at Arial.
“I’m not ashamed of that either, Arial Stuart,” he said.
Arial walked over to him and hugged up against him.
“I’m glad, Brad,” she said. “You can save it for me for later.”
Kieran patted him on the shoulder, took my hand, and we went out to dry off. The boys followed us, leaving Arial and Brad still holding each other. As they left, Kavan patted him on the shoulder and Kerry slapped him on the butt. Then Kavan pushed the shower door closed and all I could see through the glass-block was the blurred and distorted image of two bodies still close.
Kavan went in his room and Kerry led the way up the stairs to the kitchen. He took a quick peek at the Chinese food on the table and then almost ran toward his room.
“Where are the keys to Black Beauty, Dad?” he yelled back at Kieran.
“You get dressed,” Kieran yelled to him. “I’ll find them. You and Kavan need to get out of here and go pick up two girls.”
Kieran followed me down the hall to our room. He put on shorts and a shirt, found the keys to his Mercedes where they were supposed to be for once, and went back in the kitchen. I put on panties and another loose shift and followed him a minute of so later.
I sat at the kitchen table while Kieran opened kitchen cabinets one after other. I knew what he was looking for so I let him find it. The basement door opened and Arial and Brad came in. He still had an almost stiff boner swinging around. He smiled at me and then followed Arial down the hall to their room.
(KIERAN)
I pulled the plastic plates, spoons, forks, and knives out of the cabinet and piled them in the center of the kitchen table. I put the paper towels in the center with them and decided that was enough effort at setting the table.
Kerry came back in the kitchen in sandals, shorts, and shirt, his usual summer wear when he left the house. He’d even combed his long hair back neatly on each side. He held out his hand and I gave him the keys.
“Thanks, Dad,” he said. “I’ll let Kavan drive if you think you can trust him.”’
Without even a reply he was on his way down to the basement to get Kavan. Brad walked in while I was looking around thinking what else we’d need. He had on sandals, shorts, and shirt too. He was still parting his hair on the side like I was, not in the middle like Stuart, Kavan and Kerry. If he gave in and switched, I knew I’d have to part mine in the middle too. He found the plastic cups and started filling them with ice.
“Kieran, would you please not do me like that again?” he asked without looking at me. He was filling a cup with ice and the dispenser was grinding away noisily as usual. I wasn’t quite sure I heard what he was saying.
“What, Brad?”
He looked at me and Siobhan. He wasn’t smiling. He sat two cups with ice on the table and stood there.
“You know what I’m talking about. It’s what you and Arial and Siobhan did. Please don’t do it again.”
“Brad, we were just playing,” I said. “You know how we are.”
“Yeah, I know and I’m OK with playing, I guess. I’m not going to apologize for getting a hard-on when Siobhan kissed me and put my hand on her breast. You know how sexy she is. She’s still just as sexy even if she is pregnant.”
“Well, why are you asking me not to do it again? Ask Siobhan.”
“Look, I’m horny as hell all the time even with Arial,” he said. “I know you and Arial encouraged her to do it. Maybe I’d like to fuck her. I don’t know. But that’s not what I want her to do. Do you want to know what I really wish she would do?”
“What?”
“I wish she would love me like she loves Kerry and Arial and Kavan. I wish she was my mother too. Maybe I need love more than I need sex.”
I looked at him and he was totally serious. I didn’t know what to say.
“Kieran,” he continued, “my Dad’s a good man and he makes sure I know he loves me. He says it more now than he ever did before they divorced. He gives me lots of stuff but not enough of himself. Mom never made me feel she loved me when I was growing up. She was always too busy. I felt kind of empty when I was a kid, like I wasn’t good enough to be loved by her.”
I could see his eyes glistening. I did the same thing I do with Kavan and Kerry when I know they’re hurting. I walked over and hugged him. He was taller than me. I pushed his head down on my shoulder anyway and rubbed the back of his head.
“I’m sorry, Son,” I said. “I didn’t intend to hurt you. Siobhan didn’t either.”
“Yeah, and you just called me Son. Did you say that just to make me feel better or do you really think of me like a son?”
I saw Arial coming down the hall and motioned for her to go away. I pushed Brad away from me and looked directly at him.
“I did it without thinking, Brad. I do it with my three boys. I do it with Luke too. Maybe I do feel like you’re my son. I’d be proud if you really were, except I wouldn’t let you marry Arial.”
“Well, you and Siobhan need to think about what I said,” he said. “Sometimes I feel like there’s a hole in me, something missing, and maybe she could help fill it in.”
“You’re quite a kid, Brad,” I said. “Not a kid though, you’re a good man. I hope you and Arial have a long and happy life together.
“You can come in now, Arial,” Brad said. “Kieran and I are through hugging.”
She came in the kitchen. She had on the same uniform as the others. Even her golden halo of hair was parted in the middle.
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We ate squeezed together at the kitchen table. It was bedlam but I loved every minute of it. When we finished, I chased the kids off to the movie. I don’t suppose they were in Brad’s Jeep and Arial’s little Beamer before I was out of my clothes. I tossed my shorts and shirt in my recliner in the family room and went back in the kitchen. Siobhan was sitting there looking at the mess they’d left. They had offered to clean up but I had chased them out so they’d make the movie on time.
I got a big plastic bag from under the sink, opened it and handed it to Siobhan. She held it while I dumped all the plastic and paper stuff in it. She sometimes insisted on washing and reusing the plastic but she didn’t this time. I tied the bag and took it out to the garage and left it there until I could put it in the big garbage can before Monday morning pickup. When I came back, Siobhan had taken off her shift and was wiping off the table, just letting the remaining debris fall on the floor.
I grabbed the broom and dustpan and swept the floor while she watched. She didn’t offer to bend over to hold the dustpan so I handed her the broom and squatted down to hold it. I looked up when she started sweeping the mess to one side. She wasn’t looking where she was sweeping; she was looking between my legs. I looked down. My cock wasn’t hard but it was engorged and almost full.
“Must have been that Kung Pow Chicken,” I said. “I think I got too many of those little chili peppers.”
She didn’t say anything at first. I squatted there looking up at her from flaming red bush, over swollen stomach, over heavy breasts, and finally at her face. She had a little smile on her lips. She handed me the broom.
“Put those away and come here,” she said, as she sat down in a kitchen chair.
When I came back from the closet, she spread her legs wide and motioned for me to come closer. I stood still just between her knees and waited. She reached out, cupped my balls in one hand, lifted my dick with the other, slid my foreskin back, and sat there looking at it. She moved her hand slowly up and down until it was standing up by itself.
“What do you want?” I asked.
She looked up and me and gave me a really big smile.
She said, “I’m going to have some Kum! Pow! Cock! I’m still hungry. Damn Chinese food.”
The way she said that, with emphasis on each of the three words, would have given a eunuch a hard-on, and I most certainly wasn’t one of those.
“You’d better be careful,” I said. “You may get a big mouthful. I’m warning you.”
She picked up the damp dishtowel from the table, spread it on the floor between us, and then looked up again.
“I’m going to suck your balls dry,” she threatened. “When was the last time you had a good blow-job?”
I tried to remember. By the time I remembered that it was exactly three weeks ago, she had the head of my dick in her mouth. I took a couple of deep breaths, put my hands on her shoulders, and shut my eyes. She kept one hand on my balls, the other on the shaft of my dick, and her mouth on the head. With her stroking, sucking, and licking, I knew it wouldn’t be long before I gave her a mouthful.
She kept at me for a minute or so and I could feel it building. Then suddenly she put both hands on my hips, took her mouth off my cock, and looked up at me again.
“Fuck me in the mouth,” she whispered, then leaned forward, and captured the head of my dick again. We’d done it before and I knew to keep my strokes short so I didn’t gag her. I moved my hips back and forth just a couple of inches while she kept the head in her mouth with her tongue up against the most sensitive part just under the head.
“I’m going to come,” I whispered after a minute or so. She didn’t say anything at first so I fucked her mouth faster and faster. Suddenly she leaned back, took a couple of deep breaths, looked up at me and said “Kum! Pow! Cock!” Then she had her hands and mouth back on me and was jacking me and sucking me at the same time. I held on to her shoulders and let my balls explode.
She kept her mouth on me until I’d squirted my last, not swallowing, just holding the head of my dick inside her lips. My balls felt empty. If she hadn’t sucked them dry she’d made a good start. Finally she decided I had squirted my last. She leaned over and spit again and again in the kitchen towel on the floor. When she stopped spitting, she looked back at my dick and milked it down a couple of times until another white globule oozed out. She took the head in her mouth again, licked, swallowed, squeezed, milked it down a couple of times, licked, swallowed, and then finally gently sucked on it. I felt like my knees were about to buckle.
When I could speak again, I said. “Damn, Siobhan, what’s got into you?”
She took her mouth off, looked up at me, and said, “It’s not what’s got into me, Kieran. It’s what hasn’t got into me – those four cocks I saw at lunch today.”
I looked down at her. Her eyes were blazing and she was breathing just as hard as me.
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(SIOBHAN)
Kieran sat down in a chair at the end of the kitchen table looking at me. I licked around in my mouth, trying to round up the last elusive globule of semen. When I found it under my tongue, I nudged it out of hiding and swallowed it.
“What do you want to do now?” I asked.
“I’d like to pick you up, carry you to our bed, and fuck the hell out of you,” he said. “I don’t dare. I think you turned my legs into rubber bands.”
“Well, anyway, you can’t fuck the hell out of me, Kieran,” I said. “You’ve tried often enough over the years. You’ve never succeeded yet.”
“Yeah, I know,” he said. “How about I go down on you and see what I can do that way?”
“Can we take a few minutes to catch our breath?” I asked. “I want to talk about Brad.”
“That’s fine with me,” he said. “Let’s talk in bed, OK?”
“OK, but would you pour me a glass of milk first?” I asked. “Baby needs her calcium.”
I sat and drank the milk while he finished tidying up the kitchen. He picked the kitchen towel up off the floor, tossed it in the laundry room, pushed the chairs up to the kitchen table, and held out his hand for the empty glass. He rinsed it and put it the dishwasher. When he turned back to me, he held out his hand to me. I put my hand in his, stood up, he pushed my chair up too, and we went down the hallway to our room.
I let Kieran take the light-weight spread off our bed and went straight to the bathroom for a good pee. When I finished, I wet a washcloth in cool water and used it on my face first and then between my legs. I gave my hair a few strokes and then went back in our bedroom.
Kieran had turned out all the lights except the top one and he’d turned that one down until there was just enough light to see. He was stretched out on the bed waiting for me. His ankles were crossed, legs together, dick flopped over to one side, and hands together on his stomach. He patted the bed beside him and I crawled up and lay down with my head on his shoulder and my belly up against his side.
“Well, what do you think?” he asked. “Can you change a little and treat him more like a son?”
“I think so,” I answered. “He’s easy to love, you know. I watch the way he is with Arial and I can see why she loves him. The more he’s around us, the more I care for him. He fits in with all of us so well that he’s almost part of the family now. I’ll just be more aware of the way I treat him and show him the same sort of love I show the others.”
“Yeah, I agree,” Kieran said. “He is easy to love. I’ve got a lot of respect for him too. He could be a spoiled young boy the way Dan and his mother throw money at him but he’s not. He’s already a man and a damn nice one at that. I think he’ll be a great husband for Arial, don’t you?”
“Yes, I think so too,” I said. “It’s up to them now. I don’t see but one thing which might cause them problems.”
“What?”
“He’ll graduate from high school next spring and he’s planning on working all summer and then starting college here after that. Arial will have another year in high school. They’ll be apart more and he’ll meet lots of other people, including girls.”
“Do you really think that will be a problem?” Kieran asked. “They’ll be able to move in together next door in a few months. It will be almost like they’re already married. Have you been OK with having him around here all summer?”
“Yes. He’s no trouble. Arial is good about dividing up the work that needs to be done. The four of them have about taken over all the household chores and he does his share of everything. He and Arial even do their ironing together one night a week. She says he’s learned to do his own shorts and pants.”
“Well, that’s more than I do,” he said “Do you mind doing mine?”
“Kieran, most of your dress shirts go to the laundry and your suits and coats go to the dry cleaners. I just do your casual stuff like shorts and a few shirts. It’s no big deal.”
“How about cooking?” he asked. “I think you’re still doing some of that, aren’t you?”
“Yes, but you know how much I like to cook. It’s something creative and I enjoy it. They do the shopping and help with cooking.”
“Yeah, I enjoy it too, but I’m going to have to exercise more or enjoy it less. My pants are getting a little tight.”
“You need to get back to running three times a week and pushing back at the table everyday. Did you and Dan really manipulate things a little to bring Brad and Arial together?”
(KIERAN)
Her ninety-degree turns always threw me. I wondered where that question came from. I slid down on the bed until her breasts were in front of my face, tucked my pillow behind her back, and pushed her back against it.
“Hell, no, Siobhan,” I said, a little indignantly. “I’ll admit we sort of got them together but everything else has been up to them.”
“Arial said you and Dan might have conspired a little but she didn’t care. What are you doing?”
“I’m just playing, that’s all. Dan and I were talking about our kids one night after an opera board meeting, having a beer and a sandwich together. He told me Brad had a big scare the first time he screwed around and he’d made sure he hadn’t caught anything.”
“What happened?” she asked. I stroked her breasts lightly and watched as her strawberry nipples gradually hardened. Her breasts were bigger but not as heavy as they would be in a few months when she started nursing our little girl.
I took my mouth off her nipple so I could answer. “He was on some sort of archaeology dig with a bunch of college kids and one of the girls got him in her tent and jumped his bones. He went home with his dick all red and irritated. Dan looked at it. It was just irritated from screwing the girl so much and not washing it afterwards. Dan treated him and then put him through every test he could think of. Then he repeated the tests a few months later. He hadn’t caught anything.”
“Poor kid,” I said. “What did you tell Dan about Arial?”
I took my mouth off again and blew my breath on the wet nipple and areola before I answered. “I told him how Luke had lived with us for a year, about Rachael, that they had married and had a little girl and were expecting again, and how they were about like family with us. I told him how Arial thought she was in love with Luke. I didn’t tell him about what she did with him, though. I just told Dan it would be good if she met a nice young man and gave her love to him.”
“What did Dan say? How did he interpret that?”
“Damn, Siobhan, how can I get you aroused if you keep asking questions?” I said. “We were sitting there with Arial’s picture in front of him and Brad’s picture in front of me. Dan moved the pictures together and then looked up at me and smiled. I thought about it and nodded. We talked it about it some more and we decided I’d see if I could arrange for them to meet. You know everything else. Everything after that has been up to Arial and Brad.”
“What were you and Kavan and Kerry talking about this morning?” she asked.
Another ninety-degree turn. I re-oriented and asked, “When?” This time I waited until she asked the next question. I just played with the hard little berry with my fingertips.
“When you were doing that hand-slapping with them. When we took a break at mid-morning.”
“They wanted to make sure I knew what they were planning to do tonight. I think they both wanted to skip the movie and take Kiki and Nicole straight to their bedrooms. The problem was the girls had told their parents they were going to the movie and Kavan and Kerry didn’t want them lying to their parents.” I put my mouth back on her nipple and started gently sucking again.
“They’re good boys, Kieran,” she said. “I’m glad we’re honest with them. I’ve never caught them lying to me. I like that. Do it some more.”
“I haven’t either,” I said, and then sucked hard and blew on her wet nipple again. “But in one sense, the girls are lying to their parents and both our boys were worried about that. Nicole’s parents don’t know she’s having sex with Kerry. Kiki’s mom knows but her father doesn’t. The boys know they can’t talk to the girls’ parents by themselves. Kavan would talk with Kiki’s father if she’d let him. I’m not sure how Kerry would handle talking to Nicole’s parents but he’s willing to try. Are your panties getting a little damp yet?”
“I don’t have any panties on, Kieran,” she answered. “Well, what do you think they should do?”
I took my mouth from her breast again, reached down with one finger, and slid it between the little lips of her pussy. I didn’t have to stick it in but an inch or so to feel her heat and wetness. “They can’t do anything unless Kiki and Nicole agree. They know that and I agree. I don’t know if there’s any other answer.” I took her nipple in my mouth again and started moving my finger around between the little lips. She put her hand behind my head and pulled me against her breast.
“Kieran, I know you worry about whether we’ve raised our kids OK, especially being so open and honest about sex. Doesn’t this make you think we have?”
I licked upward on her breast a few times, put my finger in a little deeper and wiggled it around in her wetness before I answered. I had to push backward to say anything. “Yeah, I think I’ve screwed up in some things but, overall, I think we’ve done a pretty good job with them.”
“Where have you screwed up?” she asked. “Have I?”
I sucked and licked and explored her pussy for a minute or so before I answered. When would she shut up so I could get something going? “Well, take Luke and Rachael,” I said a minute or so later. “Luke was really messed up about love and sex. We both thought we could help him by loving him as much as possible and even showing him what good sex can be like. I think it changed him completely. Then we found out how Rachel had let herself be used for sex in hopes of getting a little love. We tried to help them start a good relationship based on love and let the sex come naturally. That worked fine.”
“I think so too, Kieran,” she said. “When Rachael said she wanted to make love with you at the cabin, that surprised me. Every time we fucked around with them after that, I wondered if we were wise to swap like that.”
I gave up sucking and licking so I could concentrate on what I was doing with my fingers in her pussy. “All four of us enjoyed that, Siobhan, and I don’t think it hurt them at all. It hurt me more when Rachael tried to fuck me to death at the cabin. Anyway, I was thinking about Kavan and Kathryn.”
“Luke tried to fuck me to death too,” she said. “I just gave him back as much as he gave me. I think we checkmated each other. What about Kavan and Kathryn?”
“Well, I thought we’d succeeded with Luke and Rachael. When Kavan wanted Kathryn to move in with us, her Mom was all torn to pieces with her divorce and so was Kathryn. She didn’t want to go to New York and leave her high-school friends. The two of them were already having sex and I suppose I thought we could help her by letting her live with us and see what a happy family life was like.”
“We both agreed on that, Kieran,” she said. “Did we do something wrong with the two of them?”
“I don’t know,” I said. “I don’t think I hurt Luke and Rachael by screwing around with her but I think I made a mistake when I fucked Kathryn.”
“Kieran, the kids wanted to play around on the deck that night and they’re the ones who said Lauren just needed some loving sex. They thought it would be neat if Kerry could lose his virginity with Lauren like you did. Then they wanted you to make love with her too. Before it was over Kathryn said Kavan might as well take his turn too. They said it was like playing truth or dare and Kathryn said she wanted to dare you to make love to her too. When they talked to me about it, I couldn’t believe it.”
I moved around so that I was behind Siobhan with my head between her legs and with my cheek resting on her inner thigh. I put a pillow in front of her so her stomach was resting against it. At the same time I repositioned her so that her other leg was resting comfortably on my right shoulder. It blocked off what little light there was so that her red hair looked black and I couldn’t really see the lips of her pussy. That didn’t matter. I could smell her and I knew where it was anyway. I moved forward a few inches until I felt her pubic hair against my forehead. Just right! I gave her a couple of tentative licks, took a couple of deep breaths filled with the scent of her, and pulled back.
“Yeah, that threw me too,” I said. “Maybe I thought it would be like making love with Rachael. Maybe it was just because I wanted to screw Kathryn because of the way she’d teased me. But now I wish I hadn’t done it with her. Are you comfortable?”
“Why? She loved it when you and Kerry were both getting at her. She told me that herself. And I’m very comfortable. Would you do that some more?”
I licked her for a minute or so, stopped to get a stray hair out of my mouth, and then licked some more. I put a hand on one soft rounded buttock and licked until I knew her little lips were wet and separated, then moved my hand from her butt to her pussy and slid a couple of fingers into her hot recesses. I rubbed them around inside her gently, licked some more, moved my fingers in and out and around and around. I heard her groan.
“Well, I just think it was different when I fucked around with Kathryn,” I finally said. “I don’t think Luke was jealous because he got to screw you. He knew I couldn’t take Rachael away from him. I don’t think Kavan was like that. Father’s are always in a different position with sons. I think Kavan was jealous when I did it with Kathryn. Probably not jealous of Kerry but I think he was of me. I think that little bit of jealousy might have made him distrust Kathryn when she wanted to go to New York for the summer. I think she picked up on that and resented it.”
“They’re still talking with each other every week or so and sometimes they talk for an hour or two,” she said. “He never tells me much about it, you know how he is, but I think they still love each other. I wouldn’t be surprised if they got back together.”
“But she’s not coming back until her school year’s over up there, is she?” I asked, and then went back to licking her.
“I’m pretty sure she’s not but that doesn’t mean she won’t,” Siobhan said. “I think Kavan wishes she would.”
I pulled back again. “How about Kiki?”
“I don’t think that will last,” she answered. “Right now, they can’t get enough of each other. I think it’s just sexual attraction. Kavan’s probably at the peak of his sexual attractiveness right now and he turns heads wherever he goes. I’ve seen grown women turn and keep looking at him until he’s out of sight. If I wasn’t his mother, I would let him in my panties in a heart beat.”
“You don’t have any panties on, Siobhan,” I said. “Besides, I’ve got my tongue in your pussy right now and there’s not room for two of us.”
“I know whose tongue it is, Kieran. I’m not imagining it’s Kavan. Do you ever fantasize about Kiki?”
“Not really. She’s beautiful and sexy too. She’s exotic and dark and different and I can understand why Kavan’s so attracted to her.”
“What was the other hand slapping about?”
“Shit, Siobhan, would you shut up?” I said, exasperated. “I’m trying to give you a good orgasm.”
“I know, Kieran,” she whispered. “I’m trying to slow you down. I’m close to coming but it’s too good to stop. Just answer my question.”
“We were talking about Kerry getting started with sex so young. A few years ago, I told them about Allison and about how far we went and it wasn’t far at all compared to Kerry. Kavan said something about sweet little Allison being a real firecracker and I said, yeah, she was a cherry bomb. Kerry thought that deserved two points.”
“I don’t understand that, Kieran,” she whispered, “but I’ll shut up and you can have your wicked ways with me.”
I put my face back against her pussy, put both hands on her buttocks, and started licking and sucking again. She bumped her pelvis against me a couple of times and squirmed around and I thought she was finally about to come. Suddenly, she put both hands on the back of my head, pushed my face against her, said “Kum! Pow! Cock!” again, and started giggling. I put my mouth directly on her clit and sucked on it until I turned her giggles into groans. I thought I’d suffocate before she released my head and let me catch my breath.
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We went back to bed again just as soon as all six kids had disappeared for their private time. They had come back from the movie all excited and talking non-stop. After they had had a pit stop, we got them in the kitchen long enough to have a bowl of ice cream. They didn’t want to sit down in the family room with us so I didn’t push that. Kerry had a good anticipatory bulge in his shorts. Arial teased him about it and I think Nicole blushed. Kerry certainly didn’t. Kavan held Kiki’s hand and led her down the basement steps to his room. Kerry held Nicole’s hand and led her down the hallway to his. Brad and Arial grinned at us and followed behind them. I gave them a few minutes and then held Siobhan’s hand while we went down the same hallway to our bedroom.
We both stripped and she sat down in the chair so I could brush her hair. Siobhan didn’t say anything and I didn’t either. I suppose we were both thinking about what our three children would be doing for the next couple of hours. When I finished brushing, we both crawled in the center of our king-size bed and cuddled together. She liked for me to lie flat on my back so she could be more comfortable with her belly against my side. She put her head on my shoulder, reached down and pulled my balls from between my thighs, and then straightened my dick so it was pointed toward my navel. I moved my thighs back together and crossed my ankles. I took a couple of deep breaths and relaxed.
“I suppose this is sort of a first for us,” Siobhan said. “We’re here in our bedroom making love and the kids are doing the same thing in their bedrooms. Four couples, four busy bedrooms, all at the same time.”
“That’s not quite right,” I said. “It’s six couples and at least five bedrooms, maybe six.”
“What do you mean?”
“I talked to Luke at work – we ate lunch together yesterday - and told him what I thought the kids had planned for tonight. He got a big kick out of it. He said he and Rachael were getting together with Stuart and Joanne for steaks tonight and he was pretty sure they’d be doing almost the same thing when they got the kids to bed.”
“Almost?”
“Yeah, I asked him what he meant by that and he said they might be messing up just one set of king-size sheets.”
“You mean the four of them are getting together, like they did at the cabin last year, don’t you? Do you think they’re swapping?”
“I think they’re very good friends,” I said. “The way Luke talks about Stuart and Joanne, I think the four of them have gotten together for fun and games a few times before tonight. I don’t know what they do.”
“Where are Lauren and Jack now?” she asked. “Have you heard anything about them lately?”
“Yeah, Stuart and I talked – I think it was Tuesday afternoon – and he said they had been in Spain, someplace near the Mediterranean, and they were going to Paris and would fly back before next weekend.”
“When are they getting married?”
”I wouldn’t be surprised if they came back married. I asked Jack about it and he said Lauren just wanted to sneak off to some romantic spot and get married as quietly as possible.”
“Well, if they’re on their honeymoon and making love tonight, that would be another couple doing the same thing, wouldn’t it?”
“Not quite,” I said. “I think it’s about 2 AM in Paris and that’s tomorrow morning.”
“Well, anyway, you know what I mean. Are we going to get up again when they take Nicole and Kiki home?” Siobhan asked.
“Are you tired?” I asked.
“Yes, but it’s a good kind of tired,” she said. “It seems like I just can’t get enough sleep lately. I don’t remember wanting to sleep so much with the other kids.”
She wrapped her hand around my dick and slowly stroked it a couple of times. I knew she was watching as my foreskin slid off the head of my dick and then covered it again. As usual, she cupped her hand under my balls and lifted them, felt first one and then the other, and then returned to my dick. She never seemed to tire of playing with me like that and watching as my dick filled out and got hard. I certainly had no complaints about it.
“Well, why don’t you go ahead and go to sleep?” I said. “I’ll go in the family room and read until they’re through with their private time.”
“No, not yet. There something I want you to do first.”
“What?”
“Make love to me. You know the way I like it when I’m getting big with the baby, from behind while I’m on my side. I like that. You can hold my breast with your hand and then use your fingers on my clit when I’m ready to come. You can go read after that.”
It was a good way to make love when her belly was heavy and swollen. We had used it with all three kids in the last couple of months of her previous pregnancies. She’d lie on left side, with a pillow against her stomach for support. I’d spoon up to her butt with a hard-on and she’d guide it in. I’d hold up her right leg with my hand or with my right leg. I couldn’t get more than half my dick in her that way but it was always enough. I could use a couple of fingers on her pussy the way she liked it – just sort of stroking and rolling her clitoral hood around without really touching her clit. She almost always had a good orgasm that way before I took my turn. She said she loved it when I put my hands on her hips and started thrusting faster and harder the second she came. She described it as something like a prolonged orgasm. On occasion, she even came again when I did.
“Are you sure?” I asked. “Do you want me to hold you until you go to sleep?”
“Can you stay awake after you come?” she asked. “The way you’ve worked today, you’re going to want to go to sleep too. Kavan and Kerry can take Kiki and Nicole home without you telling them good night.”
“I know but I’ll be OK,” I said. “I just want to see how they are with each other after they’ve had their fun. I’m going to let Kavan drive my car to take them home.”
I reached down to scratch behind my balls and she slapped my hand away. I spread my legs so she could scratch me instead. She didn’t even ask me where. She just used her fingernails all over that area. Damn, it felt good.
“Kieran, you don’t like anybody else driving your car. Why tonight? Arial will let him use the little BMW.”
“I know what I’m doing, Siobhan. It’s not just about driving my car. I’m trusting both the boys to do the right thing with those girls. Letting them use my car’s just another way of showing I trust them.”
She slid my foreskin back and left it like that. I knew what she’d do next. She’d milk my dick down to see if it was drooling yet. If it was, she’d rub the slippery stuff on my frenulum and then just rub back and forth on that with the tip of one finger. If it hadn’t started drooling, she’d wet her finger in her mouth and then rub me the same way. She must have squeezed out a drop or two because she didn’t put her fingers in her mouth.
“Do you think they’ll understand it like that? Are you ready?”
“I think so. Kavan will. He’ll probably tell Kerry why I’m letting them use it. Yeah, turn over.”
She turned over on her left side and I spooned up behind her. She lifted her right leg, I probed with my dick for the entrance into her, and she used her fingers to guide it into her pussy. She was wet and ready and I moved my dick in and out and finally got it in about half way. I always wanted to feel it buried to the depths in her but that was something we stopped doing about the time she felt the first movements of our baby. Half was enough for both of us anyway.
I cupped her right breast in my hand and played with her hard nipple while I pushed my dick gently into her and then slowly pulled it out. She wiggled her butt around once or twice, flexed her pelvis a couple of times, and then relaxed and left the rest up to me. I relaxed too and kept up the slow, gentle movement of my hips. I was in no hurry and I don’t suppose she was either. I knew she’d let me know when she was ready for something faster.
After a few minutes, Siobhan held my wrist and moved my hand from her breast downward to her pussy. She didn’t say anything but I knew what she wanted. She was close to coming and she wanted my help to give her that last little push into orgasm.
I reached down to where my dick was in her and rubbed two fingers in the lubrication that her vagina had exuded. I slid one on each side of my dick, pushing her lips further apart, and gently stroked that area at the same time that I gently slid my dick in and out of her. It was just another of the little things she liked that we’d discovered years ago.
I thrust gently into her at the same time that I stroked her pussy from where my dick was in her vagina up to where her little lips ended in the hood of her clitoris. Sometimes I found her little nubbin still covered and sometimes it was peeking out. I knew it didn’t matter that much which way I found it. As I stroked upward with two fingers, it would gradually uncover her clit and I had to make sure my fingertips were wet and my touch was very light and gentle. Her clit was always so sensitive at this stage that she didn’t want me to be rough with it. She liked just a light, well-lubricated touch there, and, at the same time, she liked for me to just use the head of my dick to stroke the entry into her vagina.
Once I had the stroking and thrusting pattern coordinated, it usually was only a minute or so before she came. This time she was slower and I began to worry that I might come before she did. I could always keep thrusting for a while after I came but the head of my dick would gradually become so sensitive that I’d have to stop. But then she moved her right leg off mine and brought her thighs together. That usually added just enough tightness to tip her over into orgasm.
I kept my movements the same but just stoked and rubbed a little faster. It was enough. I heard her take a deep breath and hold it and at the same time I felt the contractions of her vagina around the head of my dick. I moved my hand from her vulva to her hip and thrust slowly into her until I felt her relax and heard her let her breath back out. I was about to go for my orgasm when I heard her start giggling. I stopped.
“What are you giggling about?” I asked.
“She’s moving round,” she answered. “I think we woke her up.”
“Do you want me to stop?” I asked.
“N0, Kieran! Don’t you dare stop! I want to feel you come too,” she said. “Just be slow for a minute until she quiets down.”
I knew my question had been ridiculous. I didn’t want to stop and I probably wouldn’t stop even if she said yes. I started smiling, then snickered – men don’t giggle – and then laughing. She laughed with me until I got too loud.
“Hush, Kieran,” she said. “They’ll hear you.”
“I don’t care. I’ll just tell them what we were laughing about.”
“Don’t you dare,” she said.
“OK, I won’t,” I said out loud, and then whispered, “unless they ask.”
I kept sliding the head of my dick slowly in and out of her. Giggling wife and moving baby had reduced the urgency I felt but I was still too close to stop anyway. I shut my eyes and enjoyed what I was feeling.
“OK, she’s quiet now,” Siobhan said. “Go for it!”
I moved my left arm around with my wrist under her so I could hold her by both hips. She flexed her pelvis and wiggled her ass around so my dick could penetrate her just a little more. I let go of all control and started shoving my dick into her harder and faster. Within a minute or so I reached the point of no return and then started spurting into her. She squirmed around and pushed back at me as I tried to push deeper into her and it seemed like it would never stop. But, as always, it did and I did.
Siobhan lifted her leg, reached back between her thighs to my balls, pulled them as far forward as they would go, and held them. I didn’t want to leave the warmth and wetness of her cunt but I knew that tonight it was inevitable. There was no way I could keep a hard-on after coming twice within a few hours. On top of her, my cock would stay inside her as it went soft; behind her, both of us on our sides, my cock would slip out with any movement she made after it went soft.
Siobhan pulled my right hand from her hip up to her stomach. When she reached the right spot, she pressed my hand against her. I could feel our little girl moving around inside her. I shut my eyes, buried my face in her hair, and kept my hand on her stomach, marveling at the life moving inside her.
TO BE CONTINUED:
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