
THE MEASURE OF MAN

An Epic by Gil Gamesh

Chapter Seventy-Five


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 Connor Stuart, 49; Siobhan (Kelly) Stuart, 48; Alannah Niamh Stuart, 4

Kavan Kelly Stuart, 22; Kathryn (Jenssen) Stuart, 23

Brad Alan Weaver, 22; Arial Erin Weaver, 21

Kerry Lee Stuart, 17; Tara Wingard, 17

Stuart Andersen, 31; Joanne Andersen, 29; Paul Andersen, 9; Kieran Lee Andersen, 5 

Luke Bridges, 30; Rachael Bridges, 31; Adrianna Bridges, 8; James Connor Bridges, 5 


TELLING THE STORY

Kavan Stuart,  Kathryn Stuart, Brad Weaver, Arial Weaver

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(KAVAN)

“I’m dead,” she whispered, still unmoving. “I can’t stop him.”

Kathryn straddled my left leg and Brad’s right, took our dicks in her hands, and then leaned over and started sucking dick, starting with me and then Brad. She wasn’t trying to make either of us come, just keeping us hot and ready and enjoying it. Brad and I lay there with our hands on our stomachs and let Kathryn have her way with us. Arial finally lifted her head and looked to see what we were doing.

“Eating stuffed pussy ought to be outlawed,” she said, groaning. “I think I almost had a heart attack.”

“I told you you’d like it,” Kathryn said, and then went back to sucking dick.

Arial just lay there, propped up on one elbow, and watched for a while. Brad and I just lay there enjoying what Kathryn was doing. Kathryn just kept on sucking dick and didn’t have anything else to say.

“Arial, do you want to help me eat Kathryn’s stuffed pussy,” Brad asked. “I think I know how to do it by myself if you want to rest.”

“You start and I’ll just watch for a minute,” she answered. “I want to see what it looks like and then maybe I’ll take a turn.”

I was ready. I moved down to the foot of the bed, legs spread and bent, feet on the floor, and held out my hand to Kathryn. She quickly straddled me, facing toward my feet, and encunted my dick. Her pussy was so hot and drooling that my dick slid in with no effort on my part. She leaned forward, wiggled her ass from side to side, and I felt every inch of my dick swallowed up by her pussy. She just sat there for a minute or so, barely moving, while the head of my cock tried to push through her cervix.

“Oh, fuck,” she groaned. “I love your big dick when it’s up in my throat.”

Brad rolled off the bed and knelt between my legs. He pushed my knees farther apart but then didn’t do anything. I suppose he was just looking. Then Kathryn leaned back so my dick slid part way out and grabbed her ankles with her hands. I knew what he was seeing: Kathryn’s clit sticking out from under its hood, a triangle of blood-red pussy under that, then her labia stretched tight around my dick, and my balls snugged up tight to the shaft of my dick, all swollen and ready to come.

“Damn, that looks good enough to eat,” Brad said.

Arial rolled off the bed and stood behind Brad, looking down at where my dick was partially buried in Kathryn’s pussy.

“Well, go ahead,” she said. “Just leave some for me.”

I started flexing my pelvis slowly and gently, fucking up into Kathryn. Brad started licking and I felt his tongue on my balls and the shaft of my dick. I shut my eyes, kept rolling my hips, and Brad kept licking. After a minute or so, he stopped and I felt Arial’s hands on my legs and then her tongue on my balls and dick. I wondered if they were licking all the way to Kathryn’s clit.

“Last time we played with Stuart and Joanne, I stuffed her and then Stuart and Kathryn ate it,” I said, still with my eyes shut and flexing my pelvis so my dick barely slid in and out of Kathryn. “Then we swapped and Stuart stuffed Kathryn and let me and Joanne eat it. Next time, let’s do it that way.”

“Is there going to be a next time?” Arial asked, stopping for a moment.

“Only if you want to,” Kathryn whispered. 

“I want to,” she said, and then resumed licking. 

Brad and Arial swapped around and after a while I could hardly tell who was eating Kathryn’s stuffed pussy. It didn’t matter. They were both good at it even if they’d never done it before.

Nobody had anything else to say for a few minutes until Kathryn said “Oh, shit” about a dozen times and tried to pinch my dick off with her cunt.

I waited for her to move off me. I knew what I was about to do. When she finally fell to one side, I sat up and looked at Brad and Arial at the foot of the bed.

“Brad, I’m about to make love to your wife,” I said. “Would you mind making love to mine?”

“That’s not what I want, Kavan,” he said. “I want to fuck the hell out of Kathryn. I’ve been easy and gentle too long. I want her on her back with her legs around my butt and then I’m going to pound her fucking ass through the fucking mattress.”

“Shit, I was just trying to be polite,” I said. “That’s a pretty damn good description of what I want to do to Arial.”

“You can’t fuck the hell out of me, Brad Weaver,” Kathryn said, mock contemptuously. “Kavan’s been trying to do that for years and he hasn’t done it yet!”

“Yeah, but you’ve never been fucked like I’m going to fuck you,” Brad threatened.

“Well, you’d better make sure I come again ‘cause if you don’t I’m going to ride you until I do,” Kathryn counter-threatened. “You think you can keep it up?”

Arial crawled up to the head of the bed on one side, laid down on her back, spread her legs, bent her knees, and held out her arms to me. “There’s talkers and there’s doers. Come here, Kavan!”

I didn’t need a second invitation. I crawled up between her legs and on top of her, held my dick in my right hand, supported myself with my left.

“Hello, little Sister,” I whispered softly, looking down at her.

“Hello, big Brother,” she responded, smiling up at me. “Put it in. I’m ready.”

I rubbed the head of my dick up and down between her drooling pussy lips, found her vagina, and sunk it in up to my balls in one long easy slide. Then I eased down on her until my chest was mashing her little breasts flat and my face was buried in her hair. She locked her ankles together over my ass and wrapped her arms around my chest.

I looked over to one side at Brad and Kathryn and saw that they were doing the same thing that Arial and I were. She had her legs around his ass and her arms around his chest. He had his face buried in her hair. I could hear them whispering but I couldn’t make out the words. 

I looked back down at Arial. She was smiling up at me, her eyes and her mouth both smiling. 

“When we were kids, I dreamed of doing this so many times, Arial,” I whispered. “Dad said he trusted me not to do it but I wanted to so much.”

I pulled back a little and pushed in until I felt my balls against her butt and then I held still. It was so damn good.

“I know, Kavan,” she whispered back. “I wanted you to do it. I wanted it so much. Lots of nights I did myself thinking about you and what your big dick would feel like in me.”

I pulled back about halfway, then slid in again, wiggled around trying to get deeper in her, and then stopped again. It was too fucking good to stop but I didn’t want it to be over too quickly.

“I’m trying to be still,” I whispered. “I’m too hot for a fuck to…it’s just too good…once I start, my dick’s going to take over...and my brain’s going to shut down.”

“That’s OK, Kavan. Let it take over. I’m ready.”

I tried to be still but my hips started slowly moving. The feeling of her hot juicy pussy wrapped around my dick was too much. In spite of myself, my hips started moving faster and faster. In a minute or so, I lost all consciousness except for the feeling of my cock sliding in and out of her cunt. Quickly, all too quickly, I knew I was about to come and I shoved my cock all the way in and erupted in an orgasm that seemed to last forever.

I lay there on top of her, my dick buried to my balls in her, unable to move, wanting so much not to have to take it out. 

“Kavan, look,” Arial whispered in my ear.

I looked to the side and saw Brad plowing Kathryn. His hips were rolling in the same wave-like motion as mine were a few seconds earlier except that he was slower. Kathryn’s hips were moving to meet his thrusts and she seemed just as slow and deliberate. I could see most of the shaft of Brad’s dick when he pulled back. I knew what he was feeling. I’d fucked Kathryn so many times like that, pulling back until the head of my dick was almost out of her pussy and then slowly easing it back in. That was enough to tell me he wasn’t close to coming yet. Arial and I watched them, all wrapped up in each other, just slowly fucking. 

“They’re beautiful together, aren’t they?” she asked. “I’ve got such a handsome husband and you’ve got such a beautiful wife. I don’t mind if Brad makes love to her.”

“I don’t mind either, Arial,” I said. “I’m glad I finally got to make love to you even if I couldn’t last long.”

“Are you through,” she asked. “It doesn’t feel like you’re finished.”

My dick had lost some of it’s stiffness after I came but it was still engorged enough to hold its shape. I started moving again, mimicking Brad’s rolling motion, careful not to let my semi-hard dick slip out of Arial’s pussy. Gradually I felt it regain its stiffness as I pushed it into her overflowing cunt. She started fucking back at me, meeting my thrusts with her own. Then the world faded away again and I was nothing but cock moving in cunt. Nothing else existed. I lasted longer this time before I finished emptying my balls in her. It still wasn’t long enough and I wanted to fuck her again.

When I looked to the side this time, Brad and Arial had changed positions. She was now on top of him with her hands on his shoulders and his dick buried so deep in her that all I could see was their pubic hair mashed together. I knew what she was doing – riding a horse cock, with that back and forward then up and down motion that rubbed her clit against the base of Brad’s cock. Brad was lying there with his eyes closed and his hands on Kathryn’s waist while she rode him. . I wondered if he had already come once doing it with him on top and, if so, how she had got him hard again so quickly. Then I realized I’d probably gotten hard again just as quickly. The newness of fucking somebody else, especially my sister, had been quite an aphrodisiac.

Arial and I watched them until Kathryn evidently got what she wanted, another good orgasm. She sat there on Brad for a minute or so, slumped down over him, and then he lifted her up a few inches and played fuck-up again, only this time he was shoving his cock upward into her pussy. It was easy to see when he came. He slammed her down on his dick and held her there, straining to make sure his dick was squirting its semen directly on her cervix. I wondered if it was for the first time or the second for him.

We lay there for a while, me still on top of Arial with my soft dick still in her pussy, and Kathryn still on top of Brad. Finally I rolled off Arial toward the side of the bed and then Kathryn crawled off Brad and lay down in the middle of the bed beside Arial. Nobody seemed to have anything to say.

Later, we swapped partners again and I spooned up behind Kathryn while Brad spooned up behind Arial. We were all facing inward on their king-size bed. We lay there talking, being close, loving and being loved, playing with each other. Kathryn and Arial both had towels between their legs. I was sticky and crusty on my cock and balls and all around but I didn’t want to get up and wash.

After a while, Kathryn took the towel from between her legs, lifted one leg, found my semi-tumescent dick, tucked it between her legs, and closed her legs around it. With just one or two fingers, she played with the head and it slowly stiffened again. When it was hard enough, she tilted her butt back, pressed upward under my cock, and the head slid into her wet cauldron. 

I watched Brad and Arial as they did the same thing and they watched me and Kathryn. When I started slowly thrusting into Kathryn, Brad did the same to Arial. I kept my eyes open, watching them, watching Brad’s dick slide in and out of Arial’s pussy, occasionally glancing at their faces. I felt Kathryn’s fingers touch my dick and I knew she was rubbing her clit so she would come again. When I felt her cunt trying to strangle my dick, I came for the third time in one night, an aching and hurting orgasm that was so good, I couldn’t believe it.

“That was a good fucking opera,” Brad whispered after a few minutes. “I never thought it would make me so fucking horny.”

“When do they have another one?” Arial asked.

“They’re doing La Boheme in March,” I said. “Let’s go.”

“OK, I’ll go if it will affect you guys like this one,” Kathryn said. 

The clock-radio beside their bed said it was after four o’clock when we finally went to the bathroom to pee and wipe up a little and then stumbled back to bed. I spooned up to Kathryn and Brad did the same with Arial. We all slept, the four of us in their king-size bed, until noon on Sunday.

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(ARIAL)

“Oh, pooh,” I said. “It was just some silly old opera, wasn’t it? What was worth remembering about that night?”

Kathryn and I were still in our recliners, big bellies sticking up, loose cotton shifts covering us, relaxed and comfortable. Kavan and Brad were standing in front of us, both naked except for a tuxedo bow tie, both showing us a big hard-on with their balls hanging down low. 

“Nothing much,” Kavan answered. “If you’ve forgotten what I did with you that might, I’m not going to remind you.”

I looked at him seriously, as though trying to remember, and then slowly smiled at him.

“I remember, Kavan,” I said. “It was wonderful. I don’t think Kathryn and I will ever forget that night. Are you two as horny now as you were then?”

“No, but we thought you two might take pity on your husbands tonight and let us love you,” Brad said. “We can’t do what we did that night but maybe we could do something if you’ll let us. We’ll both like to make love to both of you.”

“You mean swap partners,” Kathryn said. “I don’t know why Kavan wants to make love to me with this big belly and I certainly don’t see why you would.”

“It’s because I love you, Kathryn,” Kavan said. “That’s our boy and girl you’re carrying and I’m damn proud to be making a family with you. I just love you…oh, shit…what can I say. I love you, believe me, I love you.”

“I love you too, Arial Weaver,” Brad said. “I don’t understand why it’s so hard for you two to believe we love you when you’re pregnant. Can’t you understand that we want you, want to make love with you? We can’t fake hard-ons, you know. Guys don’t get them if they’re not turned on by a woman.”

“I believe you,” I said. “It’s always nice to hear my husband say he loves me. Just try to hang on to that love for the next month or two. You’re about to have to do without the sex for a while.”

“We know that, Arial,” Kavan said. “Brad and I’ll both just choke our cobras once in a while for relief. You know we’re going to do it and I’m not ashamed to admit it.”

“Not me, boy.  I’m going to asphyxiate my anaconda,” Brad said.

“Well, the next time you feel like doing that, would you do something and let me and Kathryn watch,” I asked. “Brad knows what it is. He and Kerry have already done it and let me watch.”

Kavan looked at Brad and waited for him to explain.

“Arial got me and Kerry to play like we were Wild Bill Hitchcock and Dead Eye Dick and see who could shoot the other the quickest,” Brad said. “We stood about a foot apart and jacked off and shot each other. She just sat there watching us do it. She’s weird.”

“I am not,” I said. “It was one of the sexiest things I’ve ever seen. I liked seeing you two do it.”

“Yeah, I’d like to see that too,” Kathryn said. “You’ve got to do it and let us watch.”

Brad and Kavan kept looking at each other. Maybe they were waiting to see who would give in first. Brad did.

“OK, I’ll do it,” he said. “How about it, Kavan?”

“Yeah, I’ll do it, too,” he answered, heaving a big sigh.

“Well, we’ll see you guys in a couple of weeks and you’re going to put on a show for us,” Kathryn said.

“You’re both going to have to get used to doing without, you know,” I said. “Kathryn and I have been talking about when to stop having sex with you. My due date is about a month away so I think Brad’s getting his last tonight.”

“And my due date is about a week or so later,” Kathryn said. “But I’m cutting off Kavan tonight too. I don’t want to take any more chances on him poking that thing in me and causing the twins to come early.”

“Are we all in agreement then, that tonight will be our last time until after the babies come,” I asked.

Kavan shook his head no. “Dad said he used his tongue to give Mom a good orgasm about two weeks before Alannah was born. Is it OK if we do that for a while longer?”

I looked at Kathryn and she shrugged. “We’ll see. Now, what do you two want to do for the rest of the afternoon?”

“We thought we might take you upstairs and bathe you for a start,” Kavan said. “Maybe shampoo your hair, shave your legs, trim your pussy hair a little, paint your toe nails, rub your belly with Mother’s Friend, rub the rest of  you with some lotion – is that about it, Brad?”

“Yeah, and then we’ve got something good to eat tonight and it’s not stuffed pussy,” Brad continued. “It’s something we got from Ippolitos. It’s braciole, Italian-style stuffed steak roll in tomato sauce. We’ll make us a salad and cook some pasta. How’s that for a romantic dinner?”

“And after dinner what do you want to do,” Kathryn asked. “Do you guys really want to swap partners and make love to us like we did after the opera?”

“Well, no, not like that,” Kavan said. “We know we’ve got to be slow and gentle with you but we would like to swap. After the opera I guess we both wanted to fuck both of you, I mean really screw the hell out of you. Tonight we just want to make love to both of you. There’s a difference, you know. We just want to love you.”

“I know,” I said, and crooked my finger at Brad. “But there’s something I want to do first.”

I levered my recliner upright and sat up. Brad walked over in front of me and stood there. I sat there looking at his dick and his balls and I guess that was a turn on for him. His dick raised upward a more little until it was like the lever in the recliner. I wrapped my hand around it and pulled his foreskin the rest of the way back. Pregnant or not, I wanted so much to feel it in me, with the big head of it lodged against my cervix and his balls resting on my fanny. I knew I was going to miss it.

“Do you think it would be OK if I had a little protein to go with my glass of milk?” I asked.

“Don’t tempt me, Arial,” Brad said. “Kavan and I have already planned what we want to do tonight. I’m going to make love to you and Kathryn and he’s going to do the same thing. We don’t want you two doing something for us; we want to do something for you.”

Kathryn motioned for Kavan to come to her and I watched as she sat up and put her hand around his dick. She pushed his foreskin back and then kissed his dick right on the head.

“I’m going to miss you, little fellow,” she said, looking at it like she thought it had enough intelligence to understand. I watched as she leaned forward and took the head of his dick in her mouth.

“Is that its name – little fellow?” I asked. “It looks kind of big to me.”

“No, I didn’t mean it like that,” she said, interrupting what she was doing long enough to respond. “I just mean I’m going to miss having it in my pussy.”

I leaned over to Brad, cupped his balls in my left hand, held his dick down with my right, and wrapped my lips around the head. I wanted to make Brad come in my mouth. As yucky as it was, I wanted his semen in me, in my mouth, in my tummy. I wanted his dick in me, in my pussy, with the head of it trying to push through my cervix while it squirted out his semen. I wanted him on top of me and me underneath him so I could feel his body against mine. I knew I was about to have to stop having him like that and I didn’t want it to stop. I shut my eyes and just kept sucking his dick.

“Arial, you’ve got to stop,” Brad said, and pulled away from me. He held out both hands to me and pulled me upright.

I felt a sudden case of the weepy-wailies coming on and I hugged up against Brad and tried to stifle them. No matter how much I tried, I couldn’t keep from crying and I didn’t even know why I was crying.

“What’s wrong, Princess?” Brad whispered.

“Nothing.”

“Arial, talk to me,” he insisted. “Have I done something wrong?”

“No, no, no, you haven’t done anything wrong. You’ve done something right. You and Kavan…you’ve both done something right. You’re trying to love me and I don’t see how you can and I wish this baby would hurry up and get here so you can really love me the way I want you to and, oh, shit…I don’t know.

I felt Kavan pressing against me, pointing his dick off to one side so he could be closer to me and then I felt Kathryn’s big belly against me and I cried a little more. Finally, I’d cried enough except I couldn’t stop sniffing so I held my head up. 

“Arial, it’s alright,” Kathryn whispered. “I understand.”

“Well, I don’t,” Brad said.

“I’m sorry,” I said.

“It’s OK, Princess,” Brad said. “I love you. You don’t need to apologize.”

“Let’s all go upstairs,” Kavan said. “We’ve got the bathroom ready for you. You two try to be good and let us take care of you.”

Brad held his arm for me, I put my hand on it, and we went up the stairs, me still sniffing. Kavan and Kathryn were right behind us. 

When he led me into our bathroom, I was pleasantly surprised. They’d brought two aluminum folding chairs from the balcony and covered them with big bath towels. They’d stacked a pile of fluffy white towels on the counter and hung two white robes on the wall. They had my mp3 player docked and the music, just the music, not the words, from Carmen was playing. They’d even scattered a bunch of lighted candles around.

Brad and I had the big bedroom with the Jacuzzi in the bathroom. Kavan and Kathryn shared the smaller bedroom with the big shower. As long as we’d all lived together in the Stuart overflow house, we’d always used both bathrooms depending upon whether we wanted to shower quickly or soak in the Jacuzzi. 

“We’re going to start by shampooing your hair and bathing you,” Brad said. “There’s not really room for all four of us in the Jacuzzi at one time so we’ll both do one of you while the other one waits. Who wants to go first?”

“Do Kathryn first,” I said. “I’ll wait.”

I wasn’t entirely being nice to her. I wanted to watch and see what they were doing to her.

“OK, would you like a robe while you wait?” Kavan said. “We may be a while. We’re not going to get in a hurry with you.”

I didn’t see why I needed a robe since the bathroom was warm but I let Brad put one on me. He and Kavan both removed their tuxedo bow ties and put them on the bathroom counter. Then Brad led me to a chair and stood behind me while I got comfortable. He slipped something over my head, over my eyes, and I reached up and pulled it down. It was a black sleeping mask that I sometimes used when I napped. He put it back over my eyes.

“You’ve got to wear it while we’re busy with Kathryn, Princess,” Brad said. “We’ve got a few surprises planned for you.”

“Oh, pooh,” I said. “I wanted to watch.”

“You’ve got to promise not to peek, Arial,” Kavan said. “And, Kathryn, we want you to be silent too. Can you do that?”

“Probably not,” I heard her say, “but I’ll try.”

“Arial, can you just sit there and not say anything and not peek?” Brad asked.

“Are you two going to do me like you do Kathryn?” I asked.

“Yes,” Brad said. “We’re going to shampoo your hair and bathe you, just like Kathryn.”

“OK.”

They certainly took their time with Kathryn in the Jacuzzi, more than enough to wash her hair and bathe her. While they were doing it, nobody said anything to give away what was happening. I heard the hand-held shower spraying. I heard the music from Carmen playing. I heard Kavan and Brad whispering instructions to Kathryn. I heard some distinct moans and groans and sighs, from all three of them. I knew they were doing something else to Kathryn in addition to shampooing her hair and bathing her. I tried to imagine what it was from the sounds they were making but I couldn’t. Whatever it was, it sounded like Kathryn was enjoying it.

After a while, I heard them helping Kathryn out of the Jacuzzi and then drying her off. Finally, Brad removed my sleep mask and I looked around at them. Kathryn was seated in the other chair, wrapped in a white robe, and was smiling like she knew something I didn’t. Brad and Kavan were still naked and they still had erections. I wondered what they’d been doing that kept them up.

“Are you ready for your turn, Princess?” Brad asked, holding out his hands to me.

I looked at Kathryn and saw her smiling a satisfied smile. I looked at Brad and Kavan and they were smiling too. I knew I was about to get something more than a bath but I didn’t know what. It didn’t matter. I put my hands in Brad’s and he pulled me upright and helped me step into the Jacuzzi.

They put me in the middle of the tub, with Kavan behind me and Brad in front of me. Kavan checked the water temperature and then started spraying me. The spray was set on some gentle setting and it was just the right temperature for me. 

“Kavan’s going to wet your hair now,” Brad said. “Why don’t you close your eyes and put your hands on my waist so you can keep your balance? Then he’s going to shampoo your hair and I’m going to wash your face. Then we’ll rinse you off so you can watch everything else.”

I closed my eyes and surrendered while Brad very gently washed my face and Kavan also very gently shampooed my hair. It was almost down to my waist now, lots longer than Kathryn’s but Kavan was slow and patient. 

I felt Brad’s dick bumping against my stomach and I knew he was doing it deliberately. Then Kavan’s dick started poking me in the back and I knew they’d planned this. I just kept my eyes shut and enjoyed what they were doing, including poking me with their dicks.

“I’m going to rinse now, Arial,” Kavan said, and I felt the spray on my head again. At the same time, Brad put his hands on my breasts and caught my nipples between his thumb and one finger. Then he stooped down and replaced his thumb and finger on one breast with his mouth. At the same time, Kavan pressed his dick against my back and started sliding it up and down while the warm water cascaded down my back.  Brad reached under my belly, cupped my pussy in his palm, and slid one long finger between my labia and into my vagina, Mouth on one nipple, fingers tweaking the other, finger sliding back and forth in my pussy, hard dick sliding up and down on my back – all while the warm water sprayed over my head, my shoulders, my breasts, my back – I moaned with pleasure and realized it was exactly the sound Kathryn had been making.

“I’m going to wash your back now, Arial,” Kavan said. “Could you bend over a little, please?”

He put his hand in the center of my back and pushed. I bent over a little. He pushed again and I bent over even more. He pushed again and I bent more and felt something poking in my face. I opened my eyes just wide enough to see that it was Brad’s cock and then I closed them again and opened my mouth. I held onto his waist with both hands, captured his dick with my mouth and slid my lips up and down on the head.

“Spread your legs a little, Arial,” Kavan said. “I’m going to wash your bottom now.”

He turned the sprayer down over my behind and then used his hand and the warm water to wash me. At first, he just gently rubbed my pussy, pressed his fingers against it until the lips opened, then rubbed some more. It felt wonderful but I wondered if his finger was all I was going to get in me.

He moved his hand up to my pink pucker and pressed on it. The warm water spraying down back there and his fingers sliding and pushing against me made me groan. I remembered Kathryn groaning and I wondered if they’d done her the same way. Then he pressed harder with just one finger and my sphincter yielded and his finger slid into me. I stiffened and tried to push it out. I didn’t want him to do it. I wanted Brad to do it. Then his finger was gone and I felt the head of his big dick pressing against me, in the wrong place, and I didn’t want it in my backside.

Just as I stopped sucking Brad’s dick to protest, Kavan slid the head of his dick down a little and pushed it into my pussy. I started to protest, that he couldn’t push it in all the way. He must have known what I was thinking.

“Relax, Arial,” he said. “Trust me. I won’t hurt you or the baby. I won’t put it in all the way.”

I relaxed and let him do it. He was slow and gentle, just barely sliding the big head of his dick back and forth between my labia, holding me by both hips, fucking me so slow and easy.

Brad curled his arms around me on both sides, cupped my breasts in his hands, and started teasing my nipples with his thumbs and fingers. I nuzzled around with my mouth until I found his dick and started sucking it again. 

“Just relax and let it come, Arial,” I heard Kathryn say. “They did me the same way.”

Kavan stuck the hand-held sprayer underneath my belly so that the water was directed between my legs. It was set on pulse and the beating of the warm water against me felt wonderful, especially when it hit me between my legs.

It was all just too much and I wanted so much to come so I relaxed and quit holding back and let it happen. When I came, in a series of body-wrenching contractions, I felt all the muscles in my legs give way and I started falling.

“Hold her, Kavan!” I heard Brad say. 

“I’ve got her!” Kavan replied.

When I came to myself again, I realized I was standing upright. Kavan had his arms around me, locked together under my boobs and over my big belly. I could feel his dick pressed against my back. Brad had his hands in my armpits holding me up too. I could feel his dick touching my belly. All I could do was smile weakly at him.

“Are you OK?” Brad asked, looking down at me and smiling.

I tried my legs and found I could stand by myself. I was still quivering inside but I was OK. I was more than OK. I nodded to him.

“Good. Let Kavan hold you while I wash your legs and feet, OK?”

‘What happened to you, Arial?” Kavan teased. “I think you almost fainted.”

When they finally finished bathing me, I sat in the chair beside Kathryn with my eyes closed and a big smile on my face while Brad used the blow-drier and brush on my hair. Kavan stood behind Kathryn and did the same for her. I didn’t think it was necessary but Brad knelt between my legs and insisted on blow-drying and brushing the hair between my legs. I didn’t stop him when he got the scissors out of the drawer and – his words - pruned my bush a little.

Finally, he pulled back away from me and was still, kneeling there between my legs, looking at my pregnant belly, my swollen breasts, and finally my face. I let him look. Then he leaned over and kissed me right on my almost-popped-out belly button.

“I love you, Brandon,” he whispered. “Please be good to your mother when you come into the world.”

He looked up at me, smiled, and then turned his head to one side and rested it between my breasts. I put my hands on his neck and head and held him close to my heart.  I wondered if he could hear it beating with love for him.

“I love you too, Arial Weaver,” he whispered. “We’re going to have a good marriage and a family of our own. I’m so glad you’re my wife.”

“Brad, we’re not finished. When you’re through getting your nummy-num, we’ve got to shave their legs,” Kavan said. He had put his tuxedo bow tie back around his neck and was holding out Brad’s to him.

Kathryn and I sat in our chairs, side by side, while Kavan and Brad shaved out legs. They did it without a single nick. They made a big mess on the floor but I didn’t care. I was too relaxed and content to care about things like that.

In the bedroom, Brad and Kavan rubbed out tummies with Mother’s Tummy Butter and then rubbed everywhere else with lotion. Then Kathryn and I leaned back against the headboard and let them give us a pedicure and polish our toe-nails. I felt so pampered it was almost worth getting pregnant to be treated this way. 

While they were doing our toe nails, their dicks finally began to lose their stiffness. They were still big and swollen and the uncovered heads were almost blood red. I felt so sorry for them and I wanted so much to do something for them.

“Are you ready for dinner now,” Brad asked. “We’ve got some stuffed Italian round steak for you. It’s simmered in tomato sauce and very tender and juicy.  I think you’ll like it.”

“Yeah, and then after dinner we’re going to stuff both of you with some more round steak,” Kavan said. “It’s rough and tough and full of blood. I know you’ll like it.”  

 (BRAD)

After dinner, Kavan and I cleaned the kitchen and stuffed the dishwasher. Then we offered our arms to our wives and led them back upstairs to our bedroom.

They didn’t question when we asked them to get in the middle of the king-size bed, on their sides, face to face. Kavan and I stood at the foot of the bed for a minute, looking at them, and then carried out the next step in our plan.

I lay down on my side on the corner of the bed, behind Arial, moved up closer to her, lifted her right leg in the air, and rested my head on left thigh. Arial’s pussy was right in front of my face and I was in the best position for loving her with my mouth and tongue.

“Are you ready, Kavan,” I asked.

“Yeah, let’s give them a good licking,” he said. “We’ll let them tell us when they want to swap.”

“OK. Don’t be in a hurry. Just take your time.”

I was slow and gentle with Arial. I held her leg in the air with one hand, played with her pussy with the other, finger-fucked her part of the time, and licked her until her little labia separated and her blood-red clitoris crept out from under its hood.  I knew that if I concentrated on her clit she’d come in just seconds and I didn’t want that. I wanted to keep her in a state of arousal as long as I could so it would be better for her when she finally came.

“It’s time for you to swap,” Kathryn said after a while.

We swapped and I did with Kathryn a mirror image of what I’d done with Arial. Kathryn’s pussy was darker and hairier than Arial’s but with my eyes closes there wasn’t much difference. It was just as hot and juicy and tasted and smelled like the pussy of a woman who wanted to be fucked.

“It’s time to swap again,” Arial whispered, and Kavan and I changed partners once again. This time, I decided I’d been patient long enough. I eased a finger into Arial’s pussy, licked all around everywhere but her clit, then eased another finger into her, kept my two fingers rubbing where her so-called G-spot is, and concentrated on licking and sucking her nubbin. She was ready. I felt the strong contractions of her vagina on my fingers as she came. She almost pulled me bald-headed as usual and almost suffocated me in her pussy.

When she released me, I moved around behind her, spooned up to her propped up on my elbow, and watched Kavan and Kathryn. I couldn’t see what he was doing with his mouth and tongue but I could see the effect of it in Kathryn’s face. She looked like she was in sweet misery and she also tried to suffocate Kavan with her pussy when she came.

I didn’t give Arial a chance to cool off. I spooned up to her, eased my almost-bursting cock between her legs, slid it back and forth a few times until it was wet from her overflowing pussy, then reached around her belly, pressed my cock just under the head, and slid it into her. I tried to be slow and patient but I was too hot, too ready to come, too needful of release, to wait. Within a minute or so after I got my dick in her, it was spitting out a big load of semen in her pussy.

I lay there waiting for my breathing and my heart to return to normal, my dick still in her pussy, with my arm around her stomach and my hand pressed against it. I felt Brandon moving around inside her and then, I swear it, I felt him try to kick my dick out of her. There was a definite kick or something and I felt it in my dick. I couldn’t help but laugh. Arial must have felt it because she started laughing too.

I rose up and looked over at Kavan and Kathryn. They were in the same position but neither was moving. I assumed he’d just given Kathryn her first load of semen for the night.

“What are you laughing about?” Kathryn asked.

“Brandon just kicked me,” I said. “I swear he did. He tried to kick my dick out of Arial’s pussy.”

We lay there talking for a while: about babies and what we were going to do with them, what it would be like not being able to have sex,  whether Kathryn wanted to have her labor induced when Arial went into labor so our three kids would have the same birthday, when we could start having sex again, what it would be like to breast feed the kids, whether we’d have to use rubbers or some other birth control because neither Arial or Kathryn wanted to start taking the pill again while they were nursing their babies, how Kathryn was going to manage having two nursing babies, what would be our living arrangements after the babies came, whether we could have sex without a penis in a pussy, whether we’d even want to have sex while the result of having sex was crying and puking and pooping and driving us half-crazy, and about the only thing we were certain of was that we were about to have a big change in our lives and it was all going to be good eventually. 

After a while, Kathryn and Arial rolled out of the bed, cupped their hands under their pussies, went in the bathroom, and shut the door. Brad and I left them, went down the hall to their bathroom, had a good piss, and then washed up. We didn’t hurry but when we went back to our bedroom, the bathroom door was still closed. We lay side by side in the bed and waited patiently until they finally came out.

Arial crawled in the middle of the bed next to me and Kathryn crawled in next to Kavan. We’d just spooned up to them and gotten comfortable when Kathryn made an announcement. 

“Arial and I have made up our minds about something,” Kathryn said.

“It’s about time,” I said. “Arial’s never made up her mind about anything before.”

“Brad Weaver, I’m going to kill you,” she exclaimed.

“Shit, that’s nothing,” Kavan said. “Kathryn makes up my mind about things all the time.”

“Kavan Stuart, I’m going to kill you too,” Kathryn exclaimed.

“Seriously, what have you two decided?” I asked.

“We’ve decided we don’t want to live apart after the babies come,” Arial said. “We want to keep living together somehow. It doesn’t matter where we live as long as we can stay together.”

“Arial, you know we can’t do that,” I said. “There’s just not enough room here for two couples and three children. Kathryn and Kavan are going to need more help than we do. It just makes sense for us to move to Dad’s condo.”

“Well, we’ll just have to think about it,” she insisted. “There must be some way for us to stay together. Let’s talk to Mom and Dad about it. I don’t care where it is as long as we’re together.

“The old house at Manchester’s is going to be empty. It’s old and needs a lot of work but there’s a lot of room,” Kavan said. “We might think about that.”

“We think the carport in front of the house might be converted into another bedroom area,” Kathryn said. “That way, we could stay close to your parents.”

“Oh, sure, Kavan and I could do that,” I said. “All we need is lots of time and money. We’ll do it in our spare time out of our petty cash.”

“Well, we can think about it,” Kathryn insisted. “We just like living together and I think you guys do too.”

“Yeah, it’s nice but I’m not up to thinking about it tonight,” I said.

“It feels like you’re not up to anything else tonight,” Arial teased. “You two are not through, you know.”

“Yeah, I know,” I said. “I guess I can do it if I have to. If I’m up to it.”

“You and Kavan just lay there and let me and Arial see whether you’re up to it,” Kathryn said.

“Yeah, you two guys just lay back and shut your eyes and let me and Kathryn see if we can do miracles and raise something from the dead,” Arial said.

They succeeded. Kavan and I lay there propped against the headboard, hands behind out heads, while Arial and Kathryn got on their hands and knees over us and then used but their hands and mouths to resurrect our dicks. My dick was still swollen but it was limp and laying on my stomach when Kathryn started. When she finished, it was suspended over my stomach and ready to find a pussy to get into. Arial was just as successful in re-awakening Kavan’s dick and it looked like it was just as ready as mine to be back inside a pussy.

Kathryn and Arial didn’t even ask us who was going to be with whom. Arial lay down on her side and Kavan spooned up behind her. Kathryn lay down in front of me and I was spooned up against her and my dick was in her pussy in just a few seconds.

I lay there watching my friend, my brother-in-law, my buddy, fucking my wife and he and my wife watched me fucking his wife. I held Kathryn’s right leg in the air while I fucked her from behind and Kavan did the same with Arial except that it was her left leg. 

Finally, I shut my eyes and just concentrated on what I was feeling in my dick. Awareness of anything else faded away as usual and I came for the second time in Kavan’s wife, getting his sloppy seconds. I didn’t care.

We lay there in that state of relaxation that always comes after fucking, not saying anything, me holding Kathryn’s breast sometimes and her big belly the rest of the time. My dick was still between her legs, soft now, but still just barely in her pussy. I knew it would come out if I moved but I didn’t want to move and let the flood out. I knew she’d want me to get her a towel and I didn’t want to move away form her.

Kavan and Arial lay there facing us and his hand was either on Arial’s breast or on her belly, like mine. I couldn’t see if he still had his dick in her pussy but maybe he did because he seemed just as reluctant to move as me.

“Can we just go to sleep like this?” Arial whispered. “I’m probably going to make a big mess on the bed when Kavan’s dick comes out but I don’t care. It’s just too good to move.”

“Yeah, let’s just make a big mess on the sheets,” Kathryn answered “You’ve got a mattress pad on the bed, haven’t you. It won’t stain the mattress.”

“Is that OK with you, Kavan?” Arial asked. “Do you want to go for washcloths and towels?”

“Nope, fuck the sheets,” he said. “I’m dead now. Let Brad do it.”

“I’m dead too,” I whispered. “I’ve been fucked to death.”

“What do you think Mom and Dad and Rachael and Luke are doing with Kerry?” Kathryn whispered. “Do you think Siobhan and Rachael are getting fucked by all three of them?”

“I think he’s finally getting his last fantasy satisfied,” Arial answered. “And I think Mom’s getting hers too. And I’ll bet Siobhan and Rachael get fucked by all three guys.”

“Brad, what do you think of the Stuart family now?” Kavan asked. “Do you wish I’d never invited you home to meet Arial?”

“Nope,” I answered sleepily. “I’m glad you and Kathryn invited me to ride home with you that day. And I like being part of the Stuart family. I never thought it would be like this but I still like it. I like being part of a big family.”

“You just like getting to make love to Kathryn,” Arial whispered, just as sleepily. “You men are all alike.”

“Well, I’m glad they are, Arial,” Kathryn said. “I like being loved by everybody in the Stuart family, especially the men. Now everybody shut up and let’s go to sleep.”

Nobody had anything else to say. I lay there with the head of my dick still in Kathryn’s pussy, feeling all the juices oozing out around it, and I didn’t give a shit if we did make a mess on the sheets. It was just too good to move.

Sometime during the night, I got up to piss and, when I came back, Kavan took a turn. I started to get behind Arial so Kavan could have Kathryn’s butt to spoon with. When he came back, Kathryn rolled out of the bed, grabbed his hand, and they went down the hall to their bedroom. I crawled in bed behind my wife, put my hand on her pregnant belly, and was asleep in just minutes. 

 (KATHRYN)

On Sunday, Kavan and I slept late. I got up to pee some time after daylight and, when I crawled back in bed, Kavan crawled out and staggered into the bathroom for his turn. When he came back, he spooned up to me and we slept the sleep of the exhausted.  Maybe Kiley and Kathleen were as tired as I was. They didn’t start their gymnastics until almost noon.

Arial and Brad came in our bedroom to wake us up this time. I was just coming back out of the bathroom from another pee and Kavan was still dead to the world. I let Arial and Brad pry him off the bed.

We had a leisurely lunch and then watched a movie for a while. We kept watching next door to see when Kieran and Siobhan and Kerry came back from the Bridges.  It was almost four o’clock when we heard Kerry and Alannah playing in the pool. 

The four of us got dressed enough to walk next door. The path between our houses was visible from the street and we didn’t want to upset the neighbors with the sight of two naked pregnant women.

Kieran and Siobhan were in the family room talking when we went in. Arial and I got hugs from Kieran and Siobhan hugged Brad and Kavan.
We talked for a while, with no mention of what we or they had done the night before. After a few minutes, Brad and Kavan decided they wanted to join Kerry and Alannah in the pool. Arial and I stayed with Kieran and Siobhan a while longer, talking about everything except what we had all been doing the night before. Finally I couldn’t resist any longer.

“Did you all have fun with Kerry last night,” I asked.

“We had a very pleasant evening,” Siobhan said, smiling.

“I think Kerry enjoyed being with us, don’t you?” Kieran asked her, smiling just as big.

That’s all that was said. I thought to myself that, if Arial and I both got after Siobhan, we could find out everything that had happened.

Arial and I went down the kitchen stairs to the basement and then out the door under the deck. We stood for a minute watching Brad and Kerry and Kavan and Alannah.

Brad and Kerry seemed to be competing, taking turns off the diving board into the pool. As we watched, Kerry did a perfect somersault and then went in cleanly. Brad did the same thing, was just as beautiful in the air, and went in with almost no splash. 

Kavan was laying down in the grass beside the pool, evidently showing Alannah something. From my perspective, I saw his head with his glorious lion mane of red hair and his muscular shoulders. Alannah was squatting beside him, a serious look on her face, looking at something in his hand.

We walked quietly down the slight incline to the pool, waddling along like two pregnant penguins, in our pool outfits of loose shift dresses with flip-flops. We were almost to Kavan and Alannah when she looked up and saw us. Immediately the serious face disappeared and she grinned at us.

Kavan turned and looked over his shoulder. When he saw us, his face lit up too with a big smile and shining eyes. He shook his head momentarily, throwing his tangled hair back out of his face. He’d evidently been in the pool too because his hair looked dark and damp. The only thing he had on was something I’d found for him at a garage sale. It was a necklace, almost a choker, with two large ruby-like stones at his throat. I thought the stones matched the color of his hair. He protested that he couldn’t wear something like that but he let me have my way and wore it at home. It was as disticntive as everything about him.

His skin was not as creamy white as Siobhan’s, with just a little bit of a tan, with freckles across his shoulders and forearms and his forehead and cheeks. His eyes were blue-gray like Siobhan’s. His teeth were white and perfect enough so he’d never had to have braces. Maybe his face wasn’t as beautiful as Kerry’s but I liked it more. It was especially beautiful turned toward me with love showing in his smile and his eyes.

Alannah was a perfect naked cherub of a girl, with a fat little belly and butt. She was Siobhan made over, a loving little girl,  unspoiled in spite of having so many people who loved her.

I took off my shift dress, the only thing I’d worn while we walked from one house to the other. Arial did the same and we both stood there with out swollen bellies hanging out grinning at her. She already understood that Arial and I had babies in our tummies though she probably didn’t understand how they got there.

“Look, Kathryn, look, Arial, it’s a click beetle,” she said “I found it.”.

I looked in Kavan’s hand and saw a large slender beetle that was a brilliant metallic green. It was almost jewel like.

“It’s the biggest and best one I’ve ever seen,” Kavan said. “Alannah found it under some leaves.”

“Why do you call it a click beetle?” Arial asked.

“Watch,” Kavan said. “Do it again, Alannah.”

Alannah put one fat little finger on the beetle’s back and I suppose she pressed down. The beetle gave a quite-audible click and then flipped up in the air a foot or so and out of Kavan’s hand. He quickly grabbed it again and held it out to me. I pressed down on its hard shiny back, it gave another click, and went tumbing out of Kavan’s hand again. He and Alannah scambled for it and caught it. He held it for Arial and she made it click and spring out of his hand again.

“I’m going to put it on the display board at Manchesters and on the web site. The next time Alannah comes in, her name will be on the board with the beetle’s name. What do you want to name him, Alannah?” he asked.

Kavan had turned one wall at Manchesters into a display board for local insects. If a kid found the insect, he let the kid name it and that name was posted along with the common and scientific names and the kid’s name. Most of the insects seemingly were found by kids and they got credit for the find.

“I don’t know,” Alannah said. “What’s a good name, Arial?”

“How about Clive Clickbeetle?” Arial suggested.

“Yeah, that’s good. Clyde Clickbeetle. I like that,” she giggled.

Kavan looked up at Arial and winked. She winked back. Clyde it was.

Brad and Kerry stopped diving and came to see what we were looking at. Kavan put the beetle in Brad’s hand and told Kerry what to do. The beetle clicked and went flying out of Brad’s hand and into a flower bed. Immediately, Kerry and Kavan and Brad were all on their knees trying to find the beetle again. It was quite a sight. Three guys, naked, on their hands and knees, with their bare butts shining and their balls hanging down between their legs. Brad’s and Kerry’s balls were drawn up into a rounded shape from the cool water in the pool. Kavan’s were hanging down like two eggs in a bag and the head of his dick hung down a little bit lower. I tried not to laugh and almost succeeded. They found the beetle and stood up.

“What’s funny?” Kerry asked.

“Oh, nothing,” I answered. I wasn’t about to tell him.

Just then, the basement door under the deck opened and Kieran and Siobhan came out, naked like the rest of us.

Kieran walked over to me and Arial and put an arm around each of us. He leaned over to me first, kissed me on the cheek, and then to Arial. He leaned back over to me and asked how Kiley and Kathleen were doing. He listened to my report on their antics and then leaned back to Arial and asked her about Brandon. It felt good to have his arm around my shoulders.

Kavan waited patiently and then showed Kieran and Siobhan the beetle. He explained what it was and that Alannah had named it. Of course, they made a big fuss over the beetle, much to Alannah’s delight. Kavan put it in Kieran’s hand and told Siobhan to press on it’s back. It clicked and sprang out of his hand but Kavan was ready for it. He caught it in mid-air this time.

I stood there with the Stuart family, all of us more or less in a circle,  all of us naked, with Kieran holding me and Arial close against him, enjoying the antics of a silly beetle. I looked at Brad and Kerry and noticed that their dicks and balls were still drawn up from the cool water in the pool. Kavan’s balls looked warm and relaxed and were hanging low as usual, with his big dick nestled between them. I had seen Kieran’s equipment when he and Siobhan were walking down to the pool and it was like Kavan’s, relaxed and big, just with a different color scheme.

All four of them - I’d had all four dicks in my pussy, Kieran just once, Brad a few times, Kerry a few more times, and Kavan more times than I could count. As Brad once was fond of saying – this Stuart family takes some getting used to. I suppose he was accustomed to it by now and I was too. I knew it was unusual but I liked being part of it. I really felt that I was loved, not just for sex, but really loved by four different men.  I knew Arial and I loved each other like sisters. Siobhan treated me like one of her own, like a daughter, and I felt she was a second mother to me.  I felt loved and secure being part of such a big family and I liked the feeling. I’d never felt that way growing up with Mom and Dad constantly fussing and fighting. 

It felt right to be bringing Kiley and Kathleen into the family. I knew they’d be loved by their Grandpa Kieran and Grandma Siobhan. I knew they’d be loved by their Uncle Brad and Aunt Arial. And Uncle Stuart and Aunt Joanne and their two. And Uncle Luke and Aunt Rachael and their two. And Grandma Lauren and Grandpa Jack. If Uncle Kerry was around, I knew he’d love them too. I  hated so much to think of him leaving the family but I knew it was inevitable. 

I put my arm around Kieran’s waist, leaned against him, and looked up at his face. He pulled me closer against him and smiled down at me. I smiled back at him, puckered up, and made a little kissing smack. I felt Arial’s arm above mine, around Kieran’s waist, and I looked over at her. Kieran turned to looked at her and I suppose he smiled down at her too. She smiled back and, I suppose she heard me, then gave him another air kiss.

Siobhan moved between Kerry and Brad and that caught my attention. Looking at us, she put her arms around their waists. They both looked at her, saw her looking at us, and then put their arms around her shoulders and back. The six of us stood there, grinning at each other, looking at each other, and nobody said anything. I don’t suppose we needed to say anything. I felt the love that bound us all together and I suppose the others did too. 

Between us, Kavan was on his knees, still playing with Alannah and the click beetle. Alannah pressed down on the beetle’s back again. It clicked and flipped through the air and landed directly on Kavan’s dick. He grabbed for it and Alannah started giggling and tried to help him catch the beetle again.


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