Chapter 15 -- Back to the Ranch
When the party was over, and everything was packed into the truck and on its way back to Willits, the seven of them got into a limo and rode the few hours to the ranch. The ride was a bit more subdued than the party and it seemed like there was a big letdown now that they didn't have any place to go, or a show to play for a couple months.
When they got back to the ranch, it was 3am and the adrenalin had worn off hours ago. They all dragged themselves into the house, and went to their respective rooms, Janell with Terri, Billy and Maryanne with Michelle joining Heather and Bob as usual.
Michelle had kinda found a man, but wasn't ready to make any kind of commitment. She wasn't sure she wanted to subject anyone to the bullshit that would surround them by having a relationship with one of "These Girls Can Play". Her "woman's intuition" was also raising a lot of red flags with him. She wasn't all that sure about him and as it turned out, it was just as well because the guy turned out to be a gold digger and really wasn't interested in Chelly. When she made it very clear that her checkbook wasn't open to him, he decided there were greener pastures elsewhere.
She really didn't mind sharing with Heather. There was a lot of love shared by the three of them. Chelly and Heather got in fun times of their own, so it was all good. Neither of the girls felt threatened by the other, and even later on Bob usually had one on each arm.
That night the house was mostly silent. This was the first time that Terri had been to the ranch but she really wouldn't see it until the morning, or afternoon, whenever it was they woke up. The relationship with Jan had bloomed on Terri's home ground shortly after all of them had moved up from LA. She didn't identify Jan with the girls until Jan had said something about having to go on tour so she'd be gone for about six weeks.
From everything that Jan had said to the others, Terri was totally blown away when she found out whom it was she'd been "playing with" or dating or whatever you wanted to call it. It had developed into a very loving relationship before that, which was smart on Jan's part. There wasn't any grass growing under Miss Janell's feet!
There are so many gold diggers out there, trying to scam someone that has money, it's easier just to play the pauper. None of the girls were opulent, so it would be hard for an outsider to tell they were anything more than what they appeared, four teenage girls having fun.
As dedicated to their music as they were it was actually quite rare that they wandered out. Jan was the exception to the wandering but nobody ever doubted her dedication to task. It was just that some nights she would disappear and not show back up until the next morning in plenty of time for breakfast - showered, alert and ready for the days workout!
Soon, in Janell's room, she and Terri were at it hot and heavy. When they had walked into the room, Janell turned to face her mate and planted a "fuck me" kiss on her lips, which Terri promptly honored.
Very slowly she stripped Janell of her T-shirt and jeans both of which, as usual after a show, had nothing under them, and while Janell was returning the favor, they both made their way to one of the beds in the room.
Before they fell on the inviting mattress, Jan whispered, "Shower! I beat those drums all night, I need a shower bad!"
Both women changed direction and headed straight for the shower room that Jan shared with Bob, Michelle, and Heather. Though Terri didn't partake of Bob's loving, she didn't seem to have any problem being naked with him at those times when all five of them were showering.
Terri and Janell almost mindlessly showered, washing each other softly partaking of the smallest of groping, before drying each other tenderly and retracing the steps back to the bed.
Both clean and naked, they knelt together pressing their bodies into each other. Terri feeling the hardness of Janell's stiff nipples pressing into her chest while at the same time Terri's were stabbing Janell. Both moaned when the hard tips were pressed into their flattened breasts, each turning back and forth minutely to create some friction.
Pressed together, both Janell and Terri found their mounds being stimulated by the other. Each slipped a thigh in between the others legs pushing against the naked mound it found. With their arms wrapped tightly around each other, they both wiggled their bodies trying to find some quick release.
Their tender loving kisses went on for quite some time as they both began to move their hands lovingly over the other, touching and probing very softly.
Terri moved one hand down to Janell's mons, squeezing down and moving her own thigh from her press to give her fingers access to Jan's slit. When she began to rub around the little soldier standing guard at the high post of Janell's sex, Jan moaned softly into her mouth while moving her knees further apart on the bed allowing Terri easier access. She ran her fingers lightly around the soldiers post but not touching directly bringing on a gasping moan of frustration.
Breaking their long kiss, Terri looked into Jan's dancing eyes with a smile saying, "Your first kiss said 'fuck me', Sweetie, and that's exactly what I intend to do."
Janell again softly moaned while Terri explored her soaking vulva still keeping her fingers away from Jan's clit. She began to allow Terri to push her on to her back knowing that Terri would soon bring her pleasures no man could ever match. By the same token, now she also knew pleasures that no woman could ever give to her. Tonight was Jan's turn, but Terri knew her turn would come very soon. Then Terri would experience that hot passion that Bob had told Heather about.
While Janell's back settled on to the bed with Terri lying on top of her, she moved her legs out wide. Terri now fully engaged Jan's clit rubbing it softly with her own mons. Terri knew exactly what floated Janell's boat so she set out to put it in the water. Jan was giving out soft moans while she wiggled around under Terri's knowing body.
Moving her mound around on Jan's, Terri continued to softly press her lips to Janell's allowing her tongue to lightly lick her upper lip and play tenderly with the tongue that came to meet the intruder.
Terri began moving her hands and mouth touching Jan lightly in some places, more firmly in others, stimulating her in ways most men don't even know how to do, in special places most men wouldn't be familiar with.
Janell had already experienced two small orgasms before Terri's mouth made it to the stiff protrusions on her mounds. Licking softly and suckling lightly, Janell felt the burning lightning bolts run from her breasts all the way to her vagina causing it to drip some of her sweet nectar.
Terri could read Jan like a book and as soon as Jan's pussy had made it's offering, she moved quickly down between Jan's legs and lapped up the luscious contribution before it could get away. Never let a drop escape!
"As long as I'm down here," thought Terri. She started slowly and softly moving her tongue up the middle of Janell's split pausing at the very top to knock on the door the little sentry was presently hiding behind. Her tongue slowly moved around Jan's clit softly, so soft that Jan could barely feel it consciously, but her clit knew. It was sending messages to the brain telling it to cause the rest of the body to arch, muscles to tighten, and begin to spasm until further notice.
That's precisely what Janell's body did. While Terri increased the pressure with her tongue, Jan gave a low gasping moan while her body jumped, arched upward and twitched strongly. Terri knew that Jan could have some powerfully intense orgasms and this was the beginning of one, so she continued to move her tongue gently through the soaking cleft in front of her.
Putting more pressure on the hard little knob at the top, she took Janell over the ledge into a massive orgasm by quickly pushing two fingers through her entrance and beginning to finger fuck her quickly. Jan let out a loud, groan and "Ah ah ah ah ahah...nghnn" from deep within her body. Terri hung on for dear life, her head firmly trapped between two squeezing thighs.
She let her tongue dart out softly in rhythm to Jan's writhing while turning the fingers she'd inserted in her pussy, extending the orgasm for a longer time. Janell finally reached down to push the attacking face away, a face that was grinning widely knowing that she had just given her lover an ultimate in physical ecstasy.
She slowly began kissing her way upwards towards Janell's face where she softly lowered her lips giving her tender, loving kisses. She began moving her lips around Jan's face touching so lightly that it was like the pressure a butterfly would cause by flapping it's wings.
After a time, Janell's breathing finally started to come back to normal. Her eyes opened and still being somewhat out of focus, searched out the eyes of this wonderful woman who had just given her an incredibly powerful orgasm. Through all of those wonderful feelings, Jan felt somehow empty. Completely fulfilled and satisfied, but empty.
Their eyes meeting, Terri's were smiling and Janell's were recovering. They began to exchange soft, loving kisses in a way only two women can. Wrapped in each other's arms, both fell quietly into slumber land, their breathing becoming shallow and regular.
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While all of that was going on in Janell's room, in Bob's room Heather and Michelle had attacked full force, nearly tackling him as they stripped his clothes off. Bob was too tired to fight so he readily submitted to his loving attackers.
First stop, quick shower. The three of them managed to get into and out of the shower before Janell and Terri came in. Not that it would have mattered, Terri was the only unknown, but Jan knew she wouldn't have a problem with "a man" in the shower.
Getting out and drying off, Bob had revived a little but was still far to exhausted to fight off his attackers and passively awaited his fate. He thought to himself, "Hurt me, hurt me," as they pushed him towards the bed.
Heather had him high; Michelle had him low, pushing him on to the bed face up. The two girls gave each other a mischievous smile, both standing having mentally prepared their plan of attack. With one on either side, Bob just tried to keep his eyes open enough to appreciate the gorgeous women that were about to have their way with him.
He watched as over the top of him both girls embraced and kissed tenderly before looking down to him. Then with evil grins, Heather laid down beside him with her face covering his, dropping to press her lips to his, initiating the latest version of gentle tongue tag while softly caressing his chest, arms and tummy.
When he felt a warm soft wetness on his stiff cock he let out a low moan, whispering, "Oh god that's good."
Michelle smiled at his comment while she began to move her head around his cock licking and sucking everywhere she could. She felt something invading her pussy and looking up saw Heather's hand snaked in between her legs, which she moved apart swiftly giving Hey less restricted access to her sex.
Heather moved her breasts to hang over Bob's face dropping one into his mouth, alternating while he appreciatively licked and sucked on the stiff nipple that he found in front of his face.
"Chelly," Heather whispered, "climb up sweetie, and take him in you."
Michelle looked up at her partner with a questioning look causing Heather to chuckle then repeat her suggestion. "Take him inside you Chell, let him give your pussy a sperm bath."
This is the first time they had attacked Bob quite like this. They both had made love with Bob separately, but this time they were doubling up on him. They'd all slept together many times, but sex had been a more private thing. Tonight would not only be breaking that ice but providing precedent for future encounters. Heather enjoyed being able to share Bob with both Chelly and Jan.
She wasn't all that sure at this point, but didn't think Terri would be all that interested. She seemed like she was pretty much a woman's woman. No issues, but she wanted to make sure that Terri knew that the possibility was available if she desired, all she had to do was say the word. Heather thought she'd bring it up with Jan and let her decide if and how to present the offer to Terri.
Chelly started to raise herself up to straddle Bob, while Heather did the same causing Bob to moan in frustration that both the mouth that had been working on his cock and the breasts that were inserting themselves in his mouth had suddenly disappeared. He felt one straddling his hips and moving forward just a little taking his cock in hand. He felt the parting of two tight lips as his stiff member was slowly inserted into a very wet, very warm, tight, smooth velvet tunnel while Chelly gently impaled herself on him.
Opening his eyes to see what was making him feel so good, he was faced with a dripping pussy right in front of his face. Heather had moved to straddle him and was now in place so that he could give her a little tongue action, which he promptly accommodated.
Both women were moaning softly feeling their pussies being well attended to. Chelly was just moving her hips around, back, and forth scraping her clit against Bob bringing her a very quick orgasm, while Heather leaned forward and took Chelly's nipples, one at a time, into her mouth licking and sucking softly. The feel of her mouth sent Chelly over the precipice once again and Bob felt her very tight vagina begin to squeeze him without mercy with pulses that have only one purpose, to milk sperm out of the invader to making it splash inside the welcoming womb. He was too tired to fight it, but wondered why he'd ever want to do that.
"Oh god Chelly. "Hey I'm going to...Ahhgggg, Ohyeessssss."
He exploded inside Michelle's welcoming pussy. The tip of the hose had been pressed hard against the small opening at the back letting little escape from within.
When Bob started to spray the inside of Chelly's womb, she went plunging over the edge again, which in turn made Heather smash her pussy down on to Bob's face. He continued his licking in earnest while she joined them both in her own pleasant soft orgasm.
Heather and Chelly were literally holding each other up with their arms around each other, heads on each other's shoulders. Bob was already beginning to lick Heathers sex again causing her to moan into Chelly's shoulder.
Chelly's pussy was still milking on Bob's cock keeping him deep inside her. The action going on inside of her vagina began to make Bob stiff again.
Moaning, she started her hips moving again stimulating her sensitive clit again but at the same time making Bob's cock harder inside her. She continued her short back and forth movements keeping Bob firmly planted deep inside.
"Hey," she whispered with a grin, "Do you want some of this?"
Heather looked at her with question written on her face. Chelly chuckled and said, "He's hard again Hey, you can have his second shot if you want."
Smiling broadly Heather gasped to her partner in crime, "For sure Chell, I'll take some of that. It's for you tonight, but if you want to share, I'm certainly not going to turn you down."
Chelly looked at Heather, "I'm not greedy Hey, he's your man and I appreciate you sharing."
Looking her deeply in the eyes, Heather said softly, "Chelly, he's our man!"
Chelly smiled at her best friend mouthing "Thank you", and then saying, "This has been so fucking sexy, we have to double up on him like this more often."
Both nodded to each other with wicked eyes, while Chelly slowly withdrew his stiff cock from her pussy slowly moving to lie next to him on the bed.
While Chelly was moving off, Heather moved from his face to over his cock, reaching down to insert it into her own welcoming tunnel giving an appreciative groan when it had penetrated her to the bone.
She worked him the same way Michelle had, just moving her hips back and forth putting the maximum stimulation on her small button. She began moaning immediately as she began a series of small orgasms that consumed her for the moment.
Michelle moved in next to Bob throwing her arm over his chest and moved her face, kissing him smoothly, allowing her tongue to lightly lick is lips. He responded with his own tongue, but didn't press the kiss. He was enjoying the light kisses immensely. These kisses are a lot more sensual than the usual "pressurized" lip lock. He'd have to remember to mention it to both women when his brain was fully in gear.
Chelly turned her head to look at Heather who had her eyes closed just feeling the sensation of a hard cock deeply inside of her.
"I love you Heather," she spoke softly with a wry smile on her face.
Heather opened her eyes and with a big smile, looked down at her loving partner and softly affirmed, "I love you too Chelly, more than I can ever express with words."
Michelle knew what she was referring to. She turned to look at Bob who was now looking right into her eyes having heard the exchange between them. Beaming at him, she softly pressed her lips to his and looking directly into his eyes, whispered into his mouth, "I love you so much Bob."
Bob was overcome with emotion. He first looked at Chelly with tenderness, and whispered back, "I love you too Chelly." Then moved his lips to hers and softly kissed her in the same sensual way she had been kissing him, licking her lip lightly.
With a warm look she let out a heavy sigh and put her head down on his shoulder, while Heather continued to enjoy the stiffness that was filling her.
She was having almost continuous small orgasms now, not being able to tell if it was a lot of little visits, or one long never ending orgasm.
Both Heather and Bob's eyes met expressing the deep love they felt for each other, both enjoying the love making they were presently sharing knowing that it would continue to be like this on a more regular basis.
Of course both had different definitions of what the "it" was that would continue.
In Bob's mind, remember he's a guy, the sharing of lovemaking would be with this beautiful woman who was presently impaled on is cock.
To Heather on the other hand, the sharing would be with Chelly. She was thoroughly enjoying this threesome and wanted it to be repeated. Regularly!
The energy level was waning rapidly. Heather was slowing down and leaned down putting her hands on Bob's chest letting her head droop. She was running out of steam, but still enjoying the feeling she was getting.
Bob, noticing the fatigue, lifted her face so that they could look at each other and said, "Hey, if you want to climb down it's ok..."
"But you didn't come Baby," she almost whined.
"Yes I did, Honey, and you feel incredible surrounding me, but you're about to fall down and you don't need to kill yourself. There will be many many more nights for all of us, I promise."
Heather managed to give him a very tired smile and leaving his stiffness buried deep inside of her, let herself lay down, still on top, kissing him tenderly. Then she leaned over to kiss Michelle. Not surprisingly she found that Chelly was already fast asleep, so put a soft kiss on her cheek. She looked back at Bob with tired eyes and lowered her head to his chest, put one arm around Michelle, and was asleep before her body had completely collapsed on top of him.
Bob reached up and turned off the lights, and looked at the clock on the bed stand. It was four forty five in the morning, and it had been a very long, very big day, but there was nothing to do in the morning, or all the next week for that matter. He smiled to himself thinking back on the tour, knowing that his dream for the girls was beginning to happen very rapidly.
Letting out a satisfied heavy sigh, he put on his mask then joined his two lovers in slumber.
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The media was having a field day, or at least they were trying. Four stone foxes and they're all single? They're in the music lifestyle and they're not out fucking every swinging dick in town to "get ahead"? The tabloid editors were berating the reporters and photographers for "dereliction of duty" because they couldn't seem to get any photos or a story that they could sensationalize out of proportion like they did with every other celebrity they covered.
They wanted dirt. Anything. It was desperation time, and some outlets had actually made up stuff just to fill column space. All of them eventually had to print retractions, front page, large headlines, when they'd been found out, but that was for the lawyers to deal with.
When they were caught in lies and distortions, Bob wanted to embarrass them to the max. He had no sympathy for their, "they had a job to do" line of BS, so he would go out of his way to rub shit in their faces. Not real good for the Karma points, but Bob really didn't care about that. It had already gone around, so now they were getting what was comin' around.
As Bob and Bill had both predicted the two groups that had poo-poo'd letting the girls do some of their tunes came crawling back to see if they could jump on the bandwagon. They were both told no. They had blown their chance, and the girls no longer even practiced with their music, and didn't need their material anyway.
One of the two tried to publicly smear the girls obviously hoping, that Bill, to take the "heat" off the whole group, would capitulate and play their tunes putting them on a very lucrative gravy train. When it happened Bill looked at Bob and the girls and said, "Dey don't know me vewy welw!"
They all laughed at his imitation of Elmer Fudd.
It completely backfired on them and the whole of the music industry saw through what was going on. Bob and Billy sent out notices that got to each and every distribution point and in the notice they described the situation, what had happened and why. Having been caught trying to get their fingers in the cookie jar, that group never worked again. They couldn't even book a local bar.
Blackballing is illegal of sorts, but finding an out in a breach of contract, and then not hiring someone isn't. There was only one person in that particular group that was responsible, which was recognized, but none of the musicians that were in the group worked very much in music again. All had been tainted by the greed of one slime-ball. They didn't need money and two of the members did private fundraisers when they could. Both had come to Bob and Bill to apologize for the indiscretion. Bob let them both know that it wasn't a personal thing except for the one dickhead. They smiled and said that they totally understood.
The gods of Karma had spoken. If you're going to shit in your kitchen, be sure you're comfortable eating shit.
The other group took their rejection for what it was, a business decision and moved on. It was too bad they hadn't seen the possibilities when Billy approached them in the first place, but that's twenty-twenty hindsight. Their manager just hadn't had the balls to take a chance and wanted more money. That's business! Greed!
They did a couple comeback tours before finally retiring. The girls agreed to play at some of their final tour gigs, but only because they were actually pretty nice people, their manager had just made a bad business decision.
The person who had made the decision was no longer with them either, he'd left for "greener pastures" that ended up brown and dry. What comes around goes around and he got what he deserved in the long run. That's the kind of attitude you need in the music business. Cut throat, back stabbing, sneaking thief...
Hmmm. Sounds like politicians. I suppose you could make an argument for the similarity, but that's beyond the scope here.
They had made a lot of money on their final tour thanks to the girl's participation. In the end, the girls didn't even take any money from them for the work.
They just told the boys in the band that they'd enjoyed working with them, and came home. Bob wasn't a bit surprised, and was proud of their decisions. He had played with two members of the group at one point in his career and he both respected and liked them both. The girls certainly didn't need the money, but realistically neither did they.
And so it went. "These Girls Can Play" toured the world. They averaged four six-week tours per year, and tried to stretch them out so it wasn't a drag on their energy. The world tour, as predicted, was significantly longer than their usual run, but the two months they spent in Hawaii at the end more than made up for stresses.
Any one of them could have afforded it, but by mutual agreement, they all pitched in some money and bought a huge spread on Maui. It was actually put in Maggie's name so there wasn't an obvious tie to the girls. With all agreeing, they also asked Maggie if she would move in and be the caretaker while there was no one else there. What do you think?
They had six acres and a 7200 square foot house that had its own "private beach". The two months they were there were so relaxing the girls tried to talk Bob and Bill into moving the ranch. They knew they couldn't do that, but now they had a place to hide whenever they wanted to rest for a while. They spent a few weeks after every tour, but went back to the ranch and practiced and worked until the next scheduled tour.
The girls did a couple benefit shows while they were in Hawaii, both at the HIC arena in Honolulu. Both shows sold out and for name recognition, call it "free advertising", a couple music outlets loaned the equipment that the girls needed for the performances. It certainly wasn't the top quality that they were used to playing, but it all worked.
Heather bought two of the guitars, both acoustic, and Janell bought both sets of drums that were loaned which she donated to two schools for underprivileged kids, one on Oahu and one on Maui. Jan also went to the school on Maui and occasionally gave the kids lessons.
The girls would all show up with acoustic instruments, and some wood blocks to pass around and do sing-alongs with the kids. Heather, Chelly, Annie, and Bob played the guitars while Jan and the kids beat on the wood blocks. They all sang and the kids joined in at Janell's behest.
Every penny of the two Hawaiian shows went to charity. The girls had even shamed the promoter into donating his "cut" too. It was good for him, and he certainly didn't need the money! I'm sure he smiled and thanked them on April 15th.
All of the girls did little things like that throughout the entire time they performed, and then continued to help where they could once that part of their career was finished. Small acts of kindness went a long way and the girls were always up for "small acts of kindness".
One of the girls would have a cause, or a thing to do and all of the others would join in to help. They tried to do everything as a group, and Bob was always included even though every time they did a thing with kids they would always ask him how come he was the only guy with all the girls.
He'd always say with a big smile, "I'm just lucky I guess." Everyone would laugh and typical of kids, that was a good enough answer to satisfy the curiosity.
With their instant draw, it was pretty easy for them to name their terms and the promoters would sign on the dotted line. Billy would make his usual presentation, and they'd stand in line to sign up. No promoter ever lost money on the girls performances, not one penny!
They had started to add some of their own music to the mix just for fun. Maryanne and Janell were the lyric writers, while Heather and Michelle were extremely adept at putting music to the words. They all wrote, and they all composed, but it was the two combinations that seemed to really click well. Some of the biggest laughs that were ever heard at the ranch came from some of the writing sessions, and when the four of them collaborated, in that way, just like the rest of their music, it was magic.
Their music was maturing.