Chapter 10: Nightly Activities and Morning Explorations
As the dinner/discussion broke up, we got around to the inevitable 'what are you going to do’, ‘no what are you going to do' discussion. I had to admit, after the full day yesterday followed by the late night adventures of the previous evening and the full day today, I was feeling exhausted. When I pleaded a need for sleep both my parents said, "Good, finally a chance to party without the kids," and laughed about it. Anh said that she'd had her fun last night and that it was Patricia's, Allison's and Natalie's turn tonight. Shani pretended to pout at that, but admitted that it was only fair. Patricia countered that, although she and Henry seemed to be handling their little agreement well, she didn't think it would benefit anyone by rubbing his nose in it and that she'd better go see how he was faring.
"But you'd better count on making up for my lost opportunities, buster," she told me, to the merriment of everyone around me.
So Anh agreed to take the odd bed with Cate tonight, while Shani offered to show Mom and Dad some interesting night spots. Patricia agreed to escort them and offered to pull a few strings to get them backstage wherever they wanted to go. So that left me with Allison and Natalie, both eager to retire with me at only 8 p.m., with Cate and Anh there to watch whatever occurred. When I mentioned my plans for sleep, Cate and a few of the girls all started yawning, as the mere mention of being sleepy triggered their own tiredness.
Man, was this ever strange. Of course I could pretend we were only going to sleep, lord knows I certainly needed it, but I think we all knew there'd be more than that. The girls were all still worked up from last night, and they'd all heard the stories or been there themselves this morning, so they were raring to go. I could also note the interest in Cate's eyes to the idea of watching events unfold. Anh might say she was too old to care, but I could see the gleam in her eyes as well. So it was with a mix of trepidation and anticipation that we all headed up to our room. I made sure to send a little telepathic 'thank you,' to Shani and Patricia for stepping aside tonight, but they both knew enough to just send a simple 'you're welcome,' in response.
As I unlocked the door for everyone, you could practically feel the nervous anticipation. I looked at Natalie and she seemed like a nervous wreck. I wondered how much was because of me and how much was the fear my father's little test had generated.
"You know, Natalie, nothing really happened last night," I said as I swung the door open. "So don't expect too much."
"Yeah," she replied. "That's not what I heard. Shani said she went off like a skyrocket, despite you hardly doing anything to her, and Anh said she hasn't been very active in years, and thought she was past such things, but that she just couldn't help herself last night." I simply sighed and started taking off and putting away my things. I had to admit it; I just might be too tired to do much with two very willing and playful women, one of whom was a professional escort who catered to the wealthy. What more could an innocent high school boy ask for?
Still, what she said also cast a few doubts in my mind. Were the women making love to me, or this fictional Spirit Lord they all saw me as? Doesn't it usually take women a while to reach orgasm? Aren't women slower to respond then men are? Yet last night, both Shani and Anh were both primed and ready, and didn't take much stimulation at all. In fact, I'd had to slow them down a couple of times, and seeing as how I'm a virginal 17 year old male, that's highly suspect behavior.
But, if they're reacting to my 'presence', then there's really not much that I can do but grin and bear it. I guess it won't be a problem until I finally make love with a girl without this linkage to me. Maybe Natalie won't have it as strong, since she only has a weaker connection. I'd have to see.
In the meantime, everyone was preparing for bed. Although Natalie still appeared nervous, both Allison and Anh appeared to be calm and collected, looking like they'd been doing this with me for years. When I checked to see Cate's reaction she responded by winking and smiling at me. I think she was getting off on the vicarious thrills I was offering her. I was essentially offering a free live sex show for her, with people she knew and was already friends with. I'm not sure many people would be comfortable with it, but she hadn't asked for other accommodations yet, so I guess she was OK with it so far.
The women all freely doffed their clothing, pulled back the bedding and Allison held the bedsheet for Natalie to enter, then did the same for me. I'm sure I was wearing my best shit-eating grin as I climbed in between the two women (Allison climbing in after me). We all settled and got comfortable with me lying on my back and the two women cuddling against me. I leaned in and kissed Natalie first, it seemed she needed it more since she was so nervous, and I was hoping she'd calm a little once things got underway. I tried to put all thoughts of my sister and Anh out of my mind for the moment.
Natalie responded to my kiss, once again she seemed almost over-eager, but I figured that was simply because she'd been building up to this moment, more than it was anything having to do with her 'feeling' my energy's effects. She did, in fact, relax into me as we kissed and we kept at it until she started getting more excited, then I switched over to Allison.
"’Bout time," she smilingly complained. She wrapped her arms around me and began kissing me, quickly devouring me. I pulled back a bit involuntarily from her sudden assault, and she followed me, soon leaning over me and kissing me with obvious enthusiasm. I could definitely see why she was in such demand, if this was the kind of performance all her clients got with their first kisses. I'd always heard that prostitutes don't generally kiss clients since it was a more personal, intimate exchange than simple sex, but I'm sure one of the benefits of a higher caliber hooker was that they put the extra effort into it. I'm sure if I'd met her in her professional role I'd have my wallet out and waiting already.
Allison's hands started exploring then. One roamed over my arm while the other caressed my chest. Seeing Allison's antics, Natalie also reached over and began running her hand along my side. My own hands were busy as well, but mostly just trying to hold Allison still so she didn't physically climb down my throat. She was quite a dynamo, even with a simple kiss. When we finally broke our kiss, many long moments later, we were both out of breath.
"Wow! That's the most intense kiss I've ever had," she sighed.
"Tell me about it," I gasped, having a hard time catching my breath. "Was that me or are you always that energetic when you kiss someone?" I asked her.
"I'm not about to answer that, and I'll kindly ask you not to make any assumptions of my behavior based on my previous profession," she warned me, though she smiled after she said it. "You'll just have to find out all my little secrets the old fashioned way, through your own experiences." With that she turned my head so I was facing the still anxious face of Natalie. It seems watching the two of us had just allowed her nervousness to increase again.
"Come here, sweetie," I told her. "You've got nothing to worry about. I'm here because I love you just as much as I do everyone else," I admitted, surprising myself with how easily I could use the 'L' word. For some reason it didn't seem like a giant commitment to use it, it was just an honest statement concerning how I felt about all these new women in my life. I'd have to see if I developed any feelings of 'true love' with any one of them once we'd gotten to know each other better, but right now the bonds we'd formed through our intense shared experiences of the last few days, had managed to cement our relationship pretty effectively.
Natalie melted into my arms, sighing as she kissed me. She was much less aggressive in her approach, and, personally, I appreciated the difference. If nothing else it gave me a chance to recover from Allison's forceful tack. Natalie's technique just seemed softer, more giving. It fit her physique and general demeanor. She was bigger, larger and more open. She shared herself, all of herself, but didn't push it on you, you had to come and ask her for it yourself. We kissed until, once again, I felt her heartbeat and her breathing start to increase and I moved back and into the arms of Allison once more.
Now that I'd been able to anticipate her approach, I wasn't quite as taken aback when she launched herself on me. I welcomed her aggressive nature and let her manhandle me as she rolled us both over so I was over her. She was assertive in her physical lovemaking as well as in her general attitude. Yet, she was still maintaining a slow approach, despite all appearances. Her hands hadn't ventured any further than my arms and chest, which she seemed to appreciate playing with as she caressed my almost nonexistent pects.
Allison pulled me down into our kiss. Her hand, that had been caressing my arm, pulled my own hand towards her breast, which was more ample than Shani's had been. Her flaming red hair also seemed to match her temperament and seemed to serve as a giant warning light as to what to expect from her. As my fingers traced over her areola and nipple she gasped, sucking in even more of my breath than she currently was, and she started a continuing moan as I proceeded to explore them with my fingertips.
Deciding we'd both had enough stimulation for the moment, I returned her physicality by rolling us both over before I broke our kiss. When I pulled back I saw a bigger shit-eating grin than the one I'd worn as she openly leered at me.
"Damn, I wish I could bottle that," she told me. "I could make a fortune selling that much sex appeal."
I found this switching rapidly from one woman to another, one kiss and a few caresses then shifting immediately to another, a bit disconcerting. While it maintained a constant state of enthusiasm, it did manage to provide just enough of a disruption to keep me on an even keel, especially because I had to measure each girl's emotional response as I went along. I couldn't let myself simply get swept away with the novel experiences I was having.
I couldn't take that kind of direct stimulation to my ego, so I instead turned to Natalie for solace. Her soft curves and gentler approach allowed me to pretend I was still the shy young man I'd always been. When our lips met once again I could tell she'd gotten more comfortable and more enthusiastic watching Allison and me, as she latched on and gave one hell of a kiss herself. It was still nice and soft, but it was more aggressive than it was previously, and her hands didn't seem quite as constrained as Allison's had been either. They roamed over my chest, running down my abdomen and from one hip to the other. This wasn't going to work at all. They weren't giving me a break on the stimulation front. Deciding to control things a bit more I rolled us over, just like Allison had done with me, until I had her under me and I broke her kiss, ignoring the disappointed groan, and fastened my lips to her nipple.
I sucked it in and reveled in its sensations and taste. As with the rest of her, her breasts were more ample than I was used to, and by used to I mean kids in school who were like my sister, smaller in stature. As I sucked it in Natalie pressed her chest up to meet me and moaned while holding my head steady, forgetting her own explorations of my body. That'd been my intent, by focusing on her I was able to maintain my equilibrium as well as appreciate her natural beauty, and enjoy what had, until so recently, been restricted to me. I worked that breast for quite a while then switched over to the next.
Natalie was certainly appreciative, giving me a virtual scalp massage, she was so busy nestling my head against her. Allison wasn't to be denied either. Her hands began roaming while the two of us were otherwise occupied. Instead of restricting herself to playing with my chest, her hands now roamed freely over my back, running over my ribs, along my spine and coming to rest on my ass, which she clasped tightly as if it was the last one remaining.
I figured I'd better get back to her, so I gave Natalie one last good suck, with a little bite on her nipple, something I'd heard was sometimes effective. Natalie gave a sudden gasp and proceeded to shake for a moment and I wondered just what I'd done. I couldn't believe it was what I thought it was. It just wasn't supposed to be that easy. However, I didn't have time to think about it.
Keeping with her more aggressive manner, Allison rolled me over and climbed atop me, all without waiting for me to get off of Natalie. We ended up with Allison kitty-corner over me, with me laying on my back, half on Natalie's front. Once again, Allison was all over me. Her hand didn't seem to want to part with my ass now that it had attained it, and her mouth was certainly no less active. I was a bit distracted, worrying about Natalie under me, but my cock was having no troubles making its presence known to either of us. Allison ground down on it, rubbing her lower stomach and thigh along it as she gyrated against me. I needn't have worried about Natalie, as I felt her hands wrap around me and clutch me to her, even as our combined weight pressed her to the bed.
Now I knew this much enthusiasm had nothing to do with me alone. These girls were both way too involved for the meager fumbling of an inexperienced lad. As I settled into my renewed kiss with Allison, she settled her gyrations on me to simply dry humping my cock as it lay trapped between us. She still managed to control herself in that she didn't ratchet up the physical connections between us, but she put her all into the connections we currently maintained.
Figuring I'd been crushing Natalie long enough, and trying to establish a little control over the situation, I grabbed Allison's hips and rolled us both over and off of Natalie. However she wasn't to be denied, and when she refused to let go of my chest she followed us over and ended draped over my back. In this new position, I found myself pressing against Allison's nether regions, but my cock wasn't near her vagina. I figured that was a good thing, as I was sure we'd all explode in a supernova were that to occur. Locking my lips to hers I started mauling her breasts as I returned her vigor ounce for ounce, pound for pound, as I felt myself begin to thrust unconsciously against her.
Suddenly it all came together. Allison was gasping, thrusting her chest up against me, and she began moaning into my mouth as she started to tremble. That set me off and I started to spray my essence all over her stomach. Natalie, still firmly pressed against us and holding tightly to my chest, seemed to feel the various vibrations and she gasped loudly, seemingly joining us in yet another unexplainable orgasm. We all managed to thrust helplessly together for several long moments until we finally collapsed together in a wet, messy, exhausted heap. Now this is what I had been expecting. A naïve, inexperienced coupling resulting in a spontaneous explosion before anything actually occurred. However, I certainly hadn't expected it of a couple of older, more experienced women, and certainly not from a very experienced professional in the field. Things just couldn't get any stranger than they felt at that moment.
Now that I'd finally gotten my nut off, I felt my exhaustion quickly overcoming me. I vaguely remember hearing some noises from the accompanying bed, but I wasn't sure if it was applause or excited gyrations. Maybe it was both. I was asleep in a tumbled collection of sweaty body parts before I could decide.
The next morning was Tuesday; we were only into our fourth day of our vacation, although it felt much longer than that. I awoke in a confusing mass of limbs and hair. I couldn't tell which were mine and which belonged to someone else. As I tried to extricate my own I managed to wake my bedfellows.
"Oh man," Natalie groaned, "is it morning yet? Man, that was some night,” she yawned. “I can't believe we did that much and got that carried away with doing so little."
"I know what you mean," Allison seconded her, "I've never felt so carried away before. I just couldn't get enough. I've always been the one in control before, and last night I just couldn't stop. But it seems I had MORE than enough before we ever got to anything real."
"Speak for yourself," Natalie complained, "what we experienced was certainly real enough for me. Any more real and I don't think I'd be here," she said, trying to separate herself from the rest of us in order to sit up.
I looked around and noticed Cate looking at me, while Anh was busy rubbing her eyes, trying to wake up.
"Well, hello there," she said. "After last night I wasn't' sure you were likely to be waking up any time soon."
"Are you kidding me?" I asked, "After all that, I feel more invigorated than I have in ages," I laughed enthusiastically.
"Yeah, and you've got the proverbial morning after grin to go along with it," she responded.
In order to show my appreciation to them all for my current energy and good humor, I made a point of walking up to each and gently kissing them to let them know I loved them each this morning. Granted, the kiss I gave Cate was a bit briefer than the others, without any tongue, of course, but it was heartfelt nonetheless. I felt great and there was no denying that.
I briefly wondered where Shani was when I finally noticed her curled up on the edge of the bed. I guess she'd thought it would be too difficult to cuddle with the tangle of limbs we presented last night. I couldn’t help but grin at the thought.
"I can certainly… see someone… had a good night last night," she groaned in between yawns as she slowly came awake. It seemed both Shani and Anh were worn out, while it looked like the three of us who'd awakened in a heap were all beaming and full of energy. I walked over and gave her a good morning kiss as well, which she managed to sleepily return until she was grinning up at me, as well.
"How long were you at it last night?" she asked, genuinely curious and no doubt intrigued about how amorous we'd been between our exhaustion last night and our confusing heap this morning.
"Actually we didn't do much," I admitted, much too energetically.
"Ha!" Cate contradicted me. "They were all over each other. The only reason they didn't get any more carried away was that they were all so excited, they exploded all over each other before Alex could find slot B to plug peg A into."
"Yeah, it was all over and done with in just a matter of minutes," Allison admitted sheepishly. "I feel embarrassed to be acting like a schoolgirl, getting carried away for the first time with a boy, but that's how I feel."
Shani just shook her head and made some comment about hoping they had lots of coffee downstairs. Everyone started to get up and moving, trying to get straightened and to find their things. Cate noticed a strange bag lying by the bed and asked, "Natalie, is that your bag?"
Natalie blushed prettily before responding. "Yeah, I dropped it off after I finished work when no one was here. I used the master key I have. Of course, that's a clear violation of all the rules, but I didn't think anyone here would complain too much," she laughed lightly.
"No, that's perfectly OK," Cate assured her. "I was just surprised to see it is all."
Shani asked whether anyone was interested in a shared shower, to which I teasingly called out that I was sure Cate would like to join her. It's so much fun to embarrass Cate. I eventually joined Shani, only to be joined by Anh a moment later.
"Is that all?" I called out over the shower door.
"Yeah, we figure we'd better give you all your turn after we had our turn last night," Allison called back. I figured it would take them a while to comb out their tangled hair from last night's tangle, anyway.
It took a bit to get over comparing Anh's lower hanging breasts and other signs of her age, with Shani's twenty-four year old attributes, but I eventually got over it and rubbed her just as enthusiastically – almost – as I did Shani. While I was paying particular attention to Shani's nether region, I heard the shower door opening and turned to see my naked sister climbing in. When I looked at her askance she responded.
"Hey, you invited me, kind of anyway. I just figured that if everyone else is getting wet and having fun then I'm not missing out." Everyone laughed nervously. I pretty much ceased my close inspection of Shani's pubic regions, but Cate quickly ended that.
"Don't change your behavior just because I got impatient," she replied. "Besides, how am I ever going to get my vicarious thrills, unless you continue acting as my proxy?" So I resumed washing the good bits before me, less enthusiastically than before, and breasts instead of more personal bits, but it was still fun. While I was engaged with soaping her breasts over and over, Shani picked off pieces of dried cum from my belly. Eventually Anh felt odd ignoring Cate while rubbing my backside, so she turned and started helping my sister wash; which elicited a quick squawk. We all laughed at her and it soon turned into a fun, playful activity which just marginally hurried us all along.
Nobody got off during our shower, though I think all of us got fairly horny from the teasing alone. As we climbed out and I was on my knees drying Shani's legs, Allison and Natalie taking our places in the shower, I detected a particular scent wafting through the air. We hadn't progressed far enough in our experimentation for me to actually get a close up smell of anyone, but suddenly I was aware that I was smelling three separate excited females. Glancing around I detected glistening lips on two of my shower mates, and Anh's wasn't for lack of desire, as much as a lack of sufficient plumbing. Finally I decided I'd best follow through on my promise to become more forceful in our relationships, so I dried each of the females present, including dropping to my knees before and behind each. I ended up doing so before Cate as well, to which she didn't know how to respond.
"Cate, if you insist on showering with us, you've got to expect to participate in the entire ritual." She blushed prettily while the other girls giggled at her. Her blush reached all the way down to her breasts. It was strange seeing so much of my own sister. Previously I'd seen nothing more than a brief glimpse as someone would hurry to the bathroom at odd hours, and now here I was, rubbing her nipples with a towel covering my hands on her bare chest. And I could tell from the underlying texture that she was enjoying the contact.
And part of the process was for me to subtly examine the parts of the female anatomy I'd been denied access to in the past. With each girl I got close enough to take a deep breath to familiarize myself with their scent, as well as to examine the external details of their exposed labia while fluffing their pubic hairs. It was a fascinating study, as there was such diversity between them. Shani with her dark skin had her pubic area shaved completely bald as is common with many women these days. Anh was from an earlier generation and hadn't been involved with anyone recently, so she was sporting a full bush of wiry hair. Cate, though younger, with still soft and pliant skin, wore her pubic hair trimmed for a bikini, so she represented a midpoint between the other two.
Each was patient with my little ritual, neither complaining nor covering themselves in embarrassment. Of course, it was impossible to hide my continually throbbing erection that was jutting out before me, often striking one of them in unexpected ways. But then Cate knew she was going to be exposed to my cock when she first entered the shower, and had expected to be seen, although perhaps not quite so personally as my patting her vagina dry, my face mere inches away from it and examining it in all its glory.
As I finished up by turning them around to rub their asses and legs dry, I loudly smacked Cate on the ass and shouted "All done," causing her to jump.
"Not so fast, cowboy," I heard from behind me. Turning I saw two additional wet, nude bodies who desperately needed some personal attention to their exposed moisture content. I gladly welcomed them with a new, dry towel and an eager smile.
They also provided a nice contrast, both to each other and to the others who had gone before. While both Allison and Natalie had nice, round, full breasts, Allison was very slim whereas Natalie was rounded all over. Allison's beaver was professionally trimmed, spouting a little landing strip in the full, bright red color she wore on her head in an exclamation mark. I grinned up at her over it.
"I always figured it was the main attraction, so I figured it deserved the extra attention," she responded. I smiled as I lovingly showed it my appreciation.
Natalie's was also trimmed but not quite as neatly. I don't think she'd really expected to be included in our activities, her overnight bag notwithstanding, so I don’t think she'd trimmed herself in anticipation. Still, I appreciated the stubbly surface as well, though I was looking forward to her getting a trim before I had a chance to bury my face in it. I hoped anyway, but given everyone's attitude towards me, I didn't think I'd have to wait too long.
I lovingly patted them all dry, appreciating all the curves, angles and textures they had to offer. I even tried polishing Natalie’s quim a bit with my hand, just to improve its overall appearance, you understand. I also compared their scents as well while I kneeled before them, but there were so many to consider it was difficult to differentiate them. Still, I had more exposure to different women's scents than I'd had before. I finished off as I'd done before, by loudly slapping Natalie's ass. However, instead of yelping like Cate had done, she merely wiggled it at me and rubbed her hand over the brief red mark that resulted.
We all laughed as I led the girls into the main room, only to be halted by both Shani and Anh, who gently sat me down on the bed.
"Nothing doing, Alex," Shani informed me. "After all that close personal inspection, you're in no condition to meet your parents." With that she proceeded to kiss me, guiding my hand to her breast while Anh once more proceeded to pay attention to my waving erection. I couldn't see what Cate was up to, but decided to temporarily ignore her and willingly surrendered to the onslaught. The other two girls were arrayed behind Anh, eagerly watching the proceedings.
I'd been balancing at the edge of burning lust for quite some time by now, so the idea of some excellent head was certainly appealing. I massaged Shani's breasts while kissing her with affection, struggling to maintain my composure until I began to thrust into Anh's mouth. They then both switched places as if it was prearranged. Anh dropped my erection from her lips and rose to my side to cuddle into me and run her hand along my chest, enthusiastically kissing me, while Shani now proceeded to suck me into her mouth, her head bobbing up and down. While they had been switching positions, I finally noticed Cate again, she was sitting on the far bed facing us, pinching her nipple with one hand while the other was rubbing her thigh. This set the whole excitement level up a notch further.
I wasn't ready to do anything kinky with my sister, but it was clear she had a certain fascination with watching the rest of us fool around, and there's no denying that being watched just does something to you. Add the fact that it's your sister watching you, with all the attendant taboos, and you can understand my increased ardor.
Now that I’d officially had two separate examples of fellatio techniques to compare, I could honestly judge Anh’s apparent skill at it. She was quite a bit more adept at it than Shani was, though not for lack of trying. Shani kept getting too enthusiastic, trying to take me too deep too quickly, causing her to momentarily choke. However that didn’t decrease my rapid increase in excitement and I rapidly felt myself on the brink. Holding my breath, I grasped Shani’s head with one hand and thrust into her mouth as far as I could and held it a moment, only to feel my balls shrink and the first spurt travel along my length to burst out into Shani’s suckling mouth. She quit bobbing and focused on actively trying to suck everything I was shooting, while Anh grew even more enthusiastic in her kissing and grinding herself against me. As my strength was leaving me after my orgasm, I noticed again the smell of aroused women and thought I could just barely distinguish the slight variation in smells drifting about the room. I also noticed several hands buried between various sets of thighs, though in different stages of activity. I finally collapsed onto my back with a sigh, completely spent but with a bigger smile than ever.
Shani quickly stood and crawled up my body to give me a big sloppy kiss. We didn’t share any semen or anything, but it was still a pretty spermy kiss, however I couldn’t deny her the kiss because of it.
“You know, you all are going to have to allow me to reciprocate sometime,” I commented around a mouthful of tongue.
“That’s fine,” she responded, “but it brings up an issue I’d like to discuss with you.” She sat up and began patiently explaining what turned out to be a well planned rationale.
“I understand what a special thing one’s first time is. You always remember your first time, especially with your first love, and I, no, we don’t want to take that away from you. So what I’m proposing is, as soon as you get home, we all want you to go out and find a cute girl from your school to entice and begin a romance with. Until then we’ll all hold off on having intercourse, just as an incentive and so your first time will be with someone that you really love like you only feel your very first time. How does that sound to you?”
“Uh, I’m not sure,” I responded. “It’s kind of big thing to hit me with all of a sudden. I guess I’ll need to think about it a bit, but it seems to make sense. I know I’ve avoided girls like the plague at school because I didn’t really know how to respond to them, but I think you’ve all gotten me past that particular problem. So I guess it shouldn’t be an issue.
“So, does that mean I’ll never get a chance to make love with any of you?” I asked her.
“Oh, certainly not. I don’t think any of us would want that, and we’d certainly never force that decision on you. I’ll tell you what, once you’ve accomplished your first romance, if you’re still interested in us, then we’ll gladly have sex with you as much as you want.
“Of course, we're all kind of hoping you’ll have a birthday between now and then,” she laughed, still showing how the age difference still bothered each of them.
“Damn, that’s a relief,” we heard from the other bed. “I’m having a hard enough time controlling myself with this level of activity. I don’t know what I’d do if you all started having orgies while I’m in here with you,” Cate informed everyone.
“You know,” I said, further keeping us from certain other matters close to my head at the moment. “Just how did you decide this? You said ‘we’ decided. Who’s we and how did you decide this?”
“Oh, well, it was my idea initially, but when I proposed it several of the other girls agreed that it made sense. I was basing it on comments that Cate had made that you hadn’t managed to connect with anyone else despite a few faltering attempts at it.”
“All right, that makes sense then. I guess I can live with that.”
“Good, we call it ‘no nookie without cutie’ rule,” Anh said, speaking for a change in slightly broken English instead of depending on me to translate for her.
“By the way, did you and Anh discuss switching like that?” I asked, trying to focus more on the sex rather than the sex limits Shani wanted me to apply to us. I was referring to the smooth movements they both showed in switching positions during my combined blowjob just a few minutes ago.
“Shani requested that I let her have the next try,” responded Anh. “She was anxious to have a taste of what you had to offer.”
Cate immediately asked what Anh had said, to which Natalie agreed, so Shani explained it, generating a groan from my sister at the mental images it generated for her.
“Seriously though, how do I compare to Anh?” Shani asked.
“Gee, that’s putting me in a difficult position,” I groaned. “How the hell can I answer that without insulting someone? If not either of you, then either Natalie or Allison, who haven't even had a chance yet?”
“No, I really want to know,” she protested. “I’m not fishing for compliments or anything. It’s just that I know Anh has more experience and might have techniques I don’t know about. I’m curious. After all, usually I’m too busy sucking your face to closely examine her technique.”
“It’s excellent,” we were informed from across the room by Cate. “She can do stuff I’ve never seen before.”
That immediately generated images concerning just how many blowjobs my sister had either participated in, or watched, which I quickly decided I’d better drop as soon as possible. I didn’t need those kinds of images floating around inside my head.
"I agree," Allison stated authoritatively. "She's got a very solid technique. Granted, I've seen better but I'd still rate it as excellent myself."
“I’ll admit, from my limited experience, she’s quite amazing. She swallows me all the way down without hesitation, while you still have a little trouble with that," I told Shani. "Plus she’s got this little swirly motion and she licks the super sensitive underside of the head, while bobbing up and down, that drives me wild.” Cate sat up on hearing these details.
“Can you teach us how to do that?” she asked. I was hoping she meant her and Shani. The alternative was even worse than imagining my sister practicing with a string of boys from school.
“I’m not sure…” I began.
“Quiet you,” she actually hissed at me. “This is between me and my mentor. You’re nothing but a handy practice dummy as far as I’m concerned.” They all laughed at this, as I began dreading where this all might lead.
"I agree," Natalie added, "I'm probably less experienced than the rest of you, so we youngsters have a lot to learn, if we're expected to, uh, hold up our end of things," she finished with a laugh.
All this tomfoolery was suddenly interrupted by a knock on the connecting door. Everyone quickly went running, clothes flying every which way, as naked body parts flew past my eyes. I simply scratched my balls awaiting an opportunity to stand up without being trampled.
“We’re still getting ready,” my sister called out, in what can only be described as an angelic tone of voice, it so reeked of false innocence.
“OK, we just wanted to let you know we’re ready,” replied my mother. “Actually we’re pretty hungry, so we’ll meet you downstairs. Besides, we're not sure we're ready for whatever scene you all have over there, so we'll skip interrupting you this morning, OK?”
“Sure, Mom,” Cate replied for us, simply ignoring the last comment.
“Sure, Mrs. W.,” Shani echoed her.
Anh contributed as well with an “OK, Winda."
There was a massive movement of half dressed females weaving in and out of the bathroom, so I finally had ample opportunity to stand up and dress quickly.
Thank God, I’m a guy, I thought, as I passed a comb thru my hair and checked my collar and my wallet while the girls were all wrestling for mirror time. When I thought I was passable, I leaned against the bathroom door and just watched the frantic activities. Five women all trying to share a single bathroom mirror makes for some interested naked gyrations.
“What?” challenged Cate.
“Just enjoying the half naked, partially made up looks,” I smiling replied.
“Hey, don’t go looking at me when I’m partially made up,” she protested. “It’s one thing to stare at me when I’m frigging myself watching you get it on with your harem, but it’s another to watch your sister transform herself back into a human girl again.” Once more they all began giggling.
Soon everyone was ready and we made our way into the dining room, me with a girl, no, woman, on each arm and a few following me as well.
"So, have you managed to recover from all your activities over the last couple of days?" asked my father when we joined them. I guess today was Natalie's day off, since she'd been with us all morning instead of working.
"Yeah, I managed to get enough rest. Just," I added as an addendum.
“So what was all that frantic activity this morning after I knocked?” innocently asked my mother. That just set the girls off to giggling and whispering to each other. Apparently it’s embarrassing to be caught doing something by your parents, but it’s not that embarrassing to discuss all the bloody details with them afterwards. Both my father and I tried to ignore the many pointed exclamations by hiding behind a set of menus.
“You know, Alex,” my mother told me, “I was hoping one of these girls would do something with you to help improve your mood.” When I started to protest she simply went on. “Sometimes men just need a simple orgasm to get over whatever they've got up their ass. You’ve been taking this whole ‘increased responsibility’ business a bit too seriously.” I wasn’t sure I liked this new relaxed attitude of my parents. It was nice that they trusted me, but if it meant more exchanges like this, then I had my doubts.
“I never thought I’d ever hear so many details of your sex life,” my father groaned, apparently of a similar mindset.
“Hey, I always thought it was supposed to go in the reverse order. The kids complaining about their parents getting romantic on the couch at night,” I complained.
“After your mother gets wound up by all the girl talk over breakfast each morning, she insists on recounting every detail to me at night. She really needs some girlfriends along to gossip with. But considering it’s about her son and all his girls, I’m not sure that’s an option either.”
“I’m not sure you can include Cate among my girls,” I protested.
“No? She sticks to you like glue, she defends you every chance she gets, she seems to be involved in most of your various carnal activities. How much more involved would she have to get to be included?”
“She’d have to be included, aside from just being present.”
“That’s true,” he conceded. “You want us to move her into our room?” Suddenly Cate swiveled around, halting her half finished gossip.
“Don’t you DARE!” she hissed. “This is the only excitement I’ve had in my life. After all this time of being good I think I’ve deserved a little vicarious thrill through my brother. He hasn’t touched me. Well... not seriously anyway. Besides, I want to make sure I’m there anytime they figure out another aspect of their various abilities.”
“OK, OK,” my father fended her off, holding his hands up in surrender. “I just thought it might be awkward watching siblings in embarrassing situations.”
“It’s all done in the name of Science, father. You never know, I might write a paper about it for school sometime.” My father groaned at this suggestion, but we left it alone after that and tried to ignore the embarrassing gossip while we wrestled with breakfast.
“Anyway, from the looks of all the girls, it seems like you’ve been keeping your girls under control,” Dad commented, trying to change the topic.
“Hey, somebody’s got to keep them too busy to cause trouble,” I offered, none too seriously.
“Looked like the kind of busy that generally results in trouble,” he challenged us all simply.
“Yeah, we were just discussing that,” casually stated Cate. I wasn't aware of any such discussion, but I knew not to interrupt my sister when she got started. “By the way, Mom, I’m starting to think maybe I should start on the pill.” Dad’s head jerked up, but Mom just sat there unperturbed.
“That’s nice dear,” she responded without any sign of emotion or concern.
“Is there something we should know about?” Dad asked.
“No, but with the way things have been going there's no telling what might happen. Not that I'm planning anything," she cautioned, "but you never know where those little spermatozoa may end up when everyone starts playing around. I just thought it’d be safer to be protected.”
"Has your brother been planting any sperm where he <i>shouldn't</i>?" Dad asked pointedly.
"Oh no, Alex has been very proper, but you know what I mean. They all get to playing. If we go back to the beach again I wouldn't be surprised to encounter a few stray fishy sperms floating around, and I'd like to avoid any repercussions of an unexpected consequence as a result." Despite the outrageous statements she was making to my father, both Cate and my mother were perfectly calm and were taking everything they said quite seriously. Cate was a master of the delivering the most extreme sexy pun while maintaining a straight face.
“You realize it’ll probably be too late if you caught any of those ‘fishy sperms’,” Dad countered.
“Don’t worry, Dad, as I said, nothing's happened yet, but given how these things happen, I figure I’d better be prepared. If nothing else, this bunch will get me so worked up, I’ll run out on the street and mount the first boy I see.” Anh laughed at Cate’s response and everyone looked at me instead of her.
“She asked, ‘The first boy you see with a big dick, or the one with all the women following him around all the time?’.” I couldn’t help it, I was blushing before I even started speaking, and it only got worse as I went along, and watched my parent’s fascination in what I was describing. By the time I was finished I felt like crawling under the table, only the sights down there would only produce more embarrassment on my part, I'm sure.
“Yeah, the first option sounds about right,” Cate offered in response. “The second already has too much competition. By the way, Alex, how big are you? For comparison purposes you understand.” Anh mumbled something I just had to respond to.
“I’m nowhere near that large,” I protested.
“What was her estimate? Somehow I’d believe her over you anyway.” It was amazing what Cate could pull off as long as we were all teasing. She’d been teasing me with sexual innuendo for years now, even when we were back in grade school together.
“You know, I’m curious too. It’s been years since you’ve given me a peek at your little boners,” my Mom teased me. My mother had also gotten used to the constant teasing and could now give as well as she took, so I wasn’t as bothered by her sex based responses, as I was by the comments that generated unexpected mental images of family members doing unexpected things with each other.
“I’m perfectly average,” I insisted.
Everyone turned to look at Anh, who simply shook her head, leading to giggles all around.
“OK, Cate, what’s your breast size?” I challenged her. I figured if she could ask about my size, I could return the favor. We’d see how she felt about that.
“You know,” my sister insisted, “I’ve never understood the male obsession with that particular piece of information. It usually changes constantly. It changes during your period. It changes when you gain weight, it changes during pregnancy and it changes as you age. They tell women to get measured by a professional at least once a year, but most women go 5 or 10 years without checking. Why’d you even believe anything a woman told you about her breast size is beyond me. She probably doesn’t even know.”
Geez, I never knew Cate felt so strongly about this. That was quite a little rant. But given her own chest size, she was probably a bit hypersensitive on the subject. In case I haven’t mentioned it before, Cate’s a classic A cup. Shani is probably a large C while Anh might be about a D. The other girls all fit in somewhere between. But then, I’ve always been a terrible judge of such things.
“Guys, on the other hand,” she continued without pausing, “don’t change at all after they reach about 14 or 15 until they eventually lose it, then they get it back again with a little Viagra. The only difference between men and women is that women honestly don’t know, men just flat out lie about it.”
“Really,” responded my father, giving her a moment to calm down again, “just how many men have been lying to you about it lately?” The amount of blushing that overcame Cate made us all question just how personal the interest might have been. Again I flashed the mental image of her performing and/or watching multiple blowjobs.
“Anh agrees,” I added, hoping to help Cate out of her embarrassment. “She says all the men she’s ever been with have lied about it. You know the old joke about why women are so bad at math.”
“Yeah,” deadpanned Cate, “they’re told their entire lives that this,” she held her fingers four inches apart, “is 8 inches.”
“And guys always insist that this much,” I motioned two grasping handfuls, “isn’t nearly enough.” Strangely enough, they all though that was funny.
“You know,” my father said, interrupting our good moods, “I mentioned some things I think we should be discussing before anything else happens to Alex today.”
“You mean that business about Alex starting a baby making production line?” Shani giggled as I cringed at the thought. I’d been dreading this discussion since Dad had brought it up yesterday.
“Yeah, I was wondering what everyone thought about it?”
“I for one think it’s going to be necessary,” Cate announced. “Alex may not like it, and we all need to discuss the timeframe we’re talking about, but Alex has a unique ability that I’ve never heard of anyone else having. It may not be genetic, frankly I have no idea where the hell it comes from, but we need to assume it <i>is</i>, and try to begin seeing if we can save and promote his genetic material.”
“You mean save, as in little jars?” Mom asked and I groaned again. The thought that my own mother was asking my sister whether she wanted to collect my sperm in a jar, in order to save my ‘essence’ for future generations, was simply too much for me to deal with.
“I mean for posterity, Mom. His abilities are simply too important to waste. His abilities aren’t earth shattering, but they <i>are</i> significant. He could walk out in a few minutes and get hit by a bus. We can’t lose his unique abilities because we weren’t prepared.”
“Can I volunteer to collect the samples?” Allison happily volunteered, leading to more laughter.
“I’m also assuming you think he should begin producing babies as soon as possible?” my father asked.
“Well, if we at least save his sperm it wouldn’t be essential, but sooner would be better. If his abilities <i>can</i> be passed on, we need to know that, as well as what limitations might apply. We might need a mix of genes to produce the results that produced those abilities. It’ll take some experimentation to see if we can duplicate Alex’s abilities in any potential children.”
I simply buried my head in my hands again, feeling my cheeks burning over listening my future as a father being discussed so cavalierly, and without any input from me.
“OK, how about this: I can tell Alex is hating this whole discussion, and isn’t likely to be too happy to begin, how about if we simply try to save some of his sperm and then we’ll plan any future offspring when everyone’s a little more relaxed about it, OK?” Dad offered.
“I’d be happy with that,” Cate said.
“I think I’d be happy to begin the implantation process,” Patricia laughed.
“Really, and interrupt your music career?” Dad asked.
“Well, I figure we could practice for a while before we decide we’re ready to produce any results,” she corrected herself.
“Ummm, magic psychic grandbabies, just what a mother likes to hear,” Mom teased.
“Speaking of adaptation,” my father began, addressing me and changing the topic, “you’re managing to adapt to these things pretty well. Before this week, I’d swear if a girl winked at you you’d have melted into the pavement. Now you’ve not only accepted four or five virtual strangers moving in with you, but you’re actually openly discussing having kids.”
“I don’t think I’m ready to handle kids yet, Dad. Discussing the theoretical need to preserve my particular traits is one thing, but there’s a big difference between theoretical and practical.”
“Tell me about it,” complained Cate, “so far all my sexual experiences have been theoretical, both vicarious and otherwise.” I immediately had renewed visions of Cate getting familiar with a variety of stranger’s cocks as I considered whether this was a pretext to throw Dad off the scent, or whether she meant it. She certainly sounded like she’d had some personal experiences.
“And we’d all like to keep it that way, dear,” added my Father, to which Mom just harrumphed. I wasn’t quite sure how to interpret that one either.
“So when am I going to get these magical psychic grandbabies you’ve been promising me,” teased my mother.
“We’re trying to work him up to it, Mrs. W.,” offered Shani.
“Hey, ladies, too much personal information in a semi-public space,” I warned ominously.
“What’s with this ‘Mrs. W.’, stuff? Can’t you just call me by my name? You make me sound like Barbara Bush with that.”
“I don’t know, I was just testing it out,” Shani hesitantly replied. “I’m still not sure what to call you. I’m only officially your kids’ friend, and I’m not a girlfriend, so I really can’t start calling you Mom. Calling you Linda might make it awkward for Alex and Cate. Guess I’ll keep fishing for a good moniker for you.”
“You do that, Shani. But try to work ‘red hot’ and ‘sexy’ into it if you could,” my mother replied with a little sashay of her hips and a smile on her lips.
“Sure think, Linda,” Anh replied.
“So, besides picking up more harem members, was there anything else we want to try to see before we have to leave?” my father Frank asked. I guess I’d have to eventually grow up and start referring to my parents by their given name, but right now it just seemed odd to me.
“So, are we now officially a harem?” asked Shani, with a good-natured grin.
“I think you passed that stage a while ago,” Cate replied. “I think more than two constitutes a harem. Alex passed that on Sunday.”
So we once again held a little confab about our plans for the day. Usually the girls all allowed us to plan our little touristy things, but today Allison spoke up and told me she wanted to show me her apartment and a little of her slice of life. She then nervously told me she'd appreciate it if I would be there for her when she called ALL of her clients to tell them she was retiring from the business. I tried to suppress my involuntary groan, but I'm not too sure how successful I was. I knew this was important to her, so I figured I needed to be there for her.
After we'd settled that, Shani nervously mentioned that she'd appreciate it if I could come with her to meet her family sometime, as she really needed to tell them something, and, of course, she'd appreciate me being there when she told them. I again agreed but was hesitant myself, envisioning a repeat of my experience with Anh's family. Still, it needed to be done so I'd have to do it. It was pretty much a no-brainer. I then looked around at everyone else, but no one else had any desire for me to visit their families, so I breathed a sigh of relief.
"Well, since you have such busy plans today, I guess we should occupy ourselves?" Dad asked.
"Yeah," I sighed again, "I guess so."
"And just who is 'we,' Kemosabe?" Cate asked. "I plan on going with Alex, and I expect most if not all of his girls will, too."
My father just shrugged. "Que sera, sera," he replied simply before turning to Mom. "Feel like playing some Craps today?" he asked, pretending we weren't listening any more.
"OK," I said, just to iron everything out. "Who's coming with and who's not?"
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