Foolish Wisdom
Part IV: A New Game
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“ARE WE STILL going out tonight, love?” I asked Liz when everyone else had left Saturday afternoon.
“I said yes when you asked me,” she giggled. “Your scientific education didn’t decrease my interest. I’m kind of looking forward to getting your stamen and my pistil together.”
“I’m so thankful. It was all in the interest of science, you understand.”
“Look at the full moon,” she sighed, staring out my window. “Can we go riding in the moonlight?”
“Um… Sweetheart? It’s cloudy out. And I don’t think the moon is up anyway,” I said, looking over her shoulder.
“Oh. I think you should stand back and look again.” Huh? I took a step back and suddenly realized Liz had subtly slipped her sweatpants down and I was staring at her bare ass. Wow! If anything, Liz kept getting shapelier as she matured. I stepped back up to her and gently patted her bottom.
“I guess there is a full moon tonight,” I sighed.
“Change into sweats and let’s go riding,” she whispered.
“Sweats?”
“Jeans are too stiff and scratchy.” I went to my drawer and got out a pair of sweats and pulled off my jeans. Liz tugged down my briefs. “You won’t need these,” she said. I kicked them off and she looked at my cock as I was putting on the sweats. “On my date with you, in exactly six months and three days, I want to put that in my mouth. I actually get dizzy thinking about it.” I pulled my pants up and turned to hug her. She started grinding into me immediately and I could feel her shaking.
“Now I will, too.”
The barn was warm enough that we ditched our jackets and went in to brush down Silk. She was lazy and kept her head down like she was sleeping. When I got the bareback pad on her she just sighed. Silk couldn’t figure out, though, why I lifted Liz up onto her while she was still tied in the stall. I got a foot up on the side of the stall and managed to get on facing Liz. Silk looked over her shoulder while we wiggled around but went back to munching the fresh batch of hay I put in her feedbox.
I took Liz in my arms and we kissed.
“You know I still want you to take me to that movie, don’t you?” she whispered. “And some dinner. This is just an appetizer. Something to control my appetite.”
“Liz, when it comes to you, I am voracious as well.”
“Then make love to me, Brian.” I hugged Liz to me and she rode up onto me. The sweats were a good idea. We could both feel solid contact through the soft fabric.
“Liz, do I spend enough time with you?” She began unbuttoning my shirt and then pulled her own T-shirt off so our naked chests were pressed together. I held her and let my hands explore her back as our mouths continued to explore each other.
“It’s not just nights like this when you make love to me that we are together, Brian. It’s when you touch my shoulder in the hall or talk me through our biology lab or give me a bite of your chocolate cake. God! I sound like some kind of old married woman who loves living with you and not just pounding her hot pussy on your throbbing cock. But it’s true. I need to be loved. I express it physically, but you express it in so many ways. And you know what else… Oh yes, suck on my little nipple. Yes!… I see you with Hannah or Rose or Sam and I see how much you love them and love being with them and I think, that’s just the way he loves me. That’s how much he cares for me. I love you, Brian!”
Liz was steadily building as she ground against me, Silk gently shifting now and then beneath us. I could feel her pulsing when she came, her whole body spasming with each beat of her orgasm. I lay back on Silk and pulled Liz to lie on top of me as I started moving my pelvis up against her soft center.
“You know none of that is normal, don’t you?” I asked. “A woman isn’t supposed to look at her boyfriend loving another woman and think warm fuzzy thoughts. It’s not the way the world is supposed to run.”
“Isn’t it? Then maybe Heaven rewired our brains back in fifth grade. Yes. Right after our fourth grade year-end party that only Brenda’s best girlfriends were invited to. And Heaven found us that summer and told us about her best friend. She told us how she would always love him, but fates had decreed that they could never be together. She might even have told us he was an enchanted prince sent into our school to learn how real people loved each other and that he would choose his royal court from those who gathered around him and defended him.” Silk shifted under us and Liz rocked left and right over my cock. She gasped and held me tightly.
“She wouldn’t tell us the prince’s name. We begged her. We all wanted to fall in love with the enchanted prince. She said we would know you by the people who were loyal to you, who had already been chosen to be your royal guardsmen. And that there was a spell upon the prince and he wouldn’t look tall and handsome like a fairytale prince. But that if we waited until he was, we would be too late and it would show that we were only interested in vanity and position.” I captured her nipple between my lips again as she rocked on me. She sighed.
“And then there you were. We’d known you since we started school and a couple of us had little girl crushes on you in second grade. But you were always flanked by two tall handsome men who constantly had their eyes out for trouble and kept it at bay. It took a week for us all to agree that you were the one, and we fell in love.”
“Liz… oh God!… You feel so good. Brenda once said that Jessica told her she’d get to be a cheerleader if she was my friend. You make it all sound so romantic.”
“That wasn’t exactly what she said. She told us that when we found you, you would be the path to our fondest dreams. Brenda’s fondest dreams happened to be becoming a cheerleader and having Carl as a boyfriend. She was the first one to spot you. Or Carl as your royal guard.”
“But none of you ever wanted to be my girlfriend.” God! How petty could I get? My cock was rubbing against Liz’s pussy and I was getting close. By the way she was panting, she was almost there again, too.
“None of us wanted… wanted to be more your girlfriend… than the others. Mmm.”
“I love you, Liz. I love each and every one of you, even if this whole story is a crock. I don’t love you because of what Heaven did. I love you because of what you did… of what you are.”
“What I am… right now… is about to come again. Oh!” This time I felt her juices soaking into the front of my sweats. My hands were down inside the back of her pants, gripping her bottom—helping to move her up and down against my cock. I arched my back against Silk and began a gusher that seemed to amp up Liz’s orgasm as well. Silk stamped and shifted and I almost lost my balance on her back. I squeezed the horse with my legs and strained my abs to bring us back to a seated position astride my mare. As soon as we were upright, we were back to kissing. I never let go of her butt and I kept shifting her up and down against me. My cock started to flag a little, but Liz was already there again and I felt her nails digging into my back.
We survived midterms and our first two scrimmages. We played five full games against the varsity, but I don’t think that helped them all that much. Well, maybe a little. It taught us all to defend against the outside shot. Our gym had been striped with the new three-point line which counterbalanced the odds of making the shot from out there. Except Josh and I were deadly from the top of the key. Whitney’s baseline shot was even more accurate. She could hit it from fully in the corner and you had to swish the net from there. You were actually behind the backboard. Coach Mitchell and Coach Hancock both kept blowing the whistle to stop the clock and turn the ball over to the other side.
Along with the three-point rule, other new rules were taking shape this year. One was the thirty-five second shot clock. It was hard enough to make sure we got a shot off within the allotted time, but if the ball didn’t at least hit the rim, the clock didn’t restart, even if we got the rebound, we still only had the remaining time to get another shot in the air. Our shooting percentages went down as we rushed to get the ball in the air, sometimes having to take a shot just because we could hit the rim and reset the clock. The foul rules changed, too. It used to be that if a team had more than five fouls in a half, the shooter went into a one-and-one situation. If you hit the first shot, you got a second. If you missed the first, the ball was in play. If you were fouled in the act of shooting, you got two free throws. And players who had five fouls were out of the game. It was designed to keep the game clean. The new rule indicated that it took ten fouls to change the number of shots, but at that point it was no longer one-and-one, but two shots. It made no difference if you were shooting or not. We were all trying to decide if that was going to make the game rougher or easier.
There was one last change this year and we were all pissed about it. The schools were now divided into divisions. 1A, 2A, 3A, and 4A, based on the size of the school. No more sweet sixteen. Eight teams would go to the Semi-State in each division. The State final would include one game for the championship of each division. Our regular season games were against all comers, but we’d no longer be able to challenge the big schools in the state for the single championship. It was supposed to make it all fairer. What it did was take away our chances for a clean State Championship. Oh, we could become a State 3A Champion, but that was sort of like becoming the Junior Varsity Champion. No one would notice.
Well, the way both our varsity and JV were playing, it didn’t look like we’d win a championship in any division at any level. The varsity could trounce the JV pretty soundly. They had an average height advantage of three inches. I guess I brought our average down a bit. But even Bert, Geoff, and John were under six feet. Barry continued to be an ass. He was a lazy player and expected us to just get the ball to him under the basket so he could toss it in. The second time Lionel stuffed him, he got pissed.
“Just because you’re black doesn’t mean you know how to play basketball, brother,” Lionel said.
“O-re-o. O-re-o-re-o,” Barry chanted back.
“Or that you can sing,” Phil shot back at him.
When we played a scrimmage against Elkhart, who we’d never meet again during the regular season, both varsity and JV had our balls handed to us in a nice wicker basket. The ride home on the team bus that night was pretty glum. Whitney went to sleep on my shoulder. That was the best part of the night. The next scrimmage, the day before Thanksgiving break, we played Harrison Military Academy. They were tight and disciplined and pulverized us. I hate to admit it, but I fouled out. Coach Hancock wasn’t happy about that. You can’t win the game if you can’t play it. We were told to be ready for the first game of the season in one week. The season opener was at North Whitley, so maybe no one would come to watch our humiliation.
Thanksgiving morning, I shook off my blues and put on my chef’s coat. Well, figuratively speaking. I loaded my cooking supplies in the car and Dad let me drive as we went to join ‘our’ girlfriends in Kokomo for the weekend. Bill already had the turkey in the oven when we arrived, but I had bread rising in the backseat of the car and punched it down as soon as we got to Anna’s house. The turkey would be out in plenty of time for me to get the bread in before we ate. I also had a cool recipe for mashed potatoes that I went straight to work on. I didn’t tell anyone my secret ingredients.
Remarkably, everything was ready to put on the table by 1:30.
“Bread!” Anna exclaimed.
“I swear she is making us slaves to your base desires just so she can have fresh-baked bread,” Jennifer laughed. “But oh, it is so good!” She took a bite of bread, but I wasn’t sure if her comment was about the bread or being a slave to my base desires. Her other hand was running up and down my leg. Dad was given the position at the head of the table and Anna and Mom were on either side of him. Courtney was sitting at the other end so she and Jennifer could both be next to me. Bill was between Mom and Crystal on the other side of the table.
“You know, Crystal, I’m thinking we need a housemate. With Courtney pretty much full time over here with Anna and Jennifer, we should consider a nice, sweet young woman to live with us. A really pretty one.”
“Oh, shut up,” Crystal laughed at him. “I tried to get you interested in Anna for years. That boat has sailed.” Bill looked at Anna with puppy-dog eyes. Anna just shook her head and served Dad some more mashed potatoes.
“Oh, well. Looks like you’re just stuck with me, then,” Bill said, planting a kiss on Crystal’s cheek. She smiled at him. “Brian, these Irish mashed potatoes are terrific. Bet no one even knows they’re eating cabbage.” Both Jennifer and Courtney’s forks hit the table and they put their hands to their mouths and stared at me.
“What you are actually tasting, my loves, is cream cheese. You just can’t make Irish mashed potatoes without cream cheese.” I didn’t actually deny there was cabbage in there, too, but they went back for another helping.
“What’s everyone thankful for this year?” Dad asked. It was an informal question that we posed at Thanksgiving.
“You mean that I’m still in school and not expelled?” I laughed.
“Well, that’s a start. I’m certainly thankful for that. If you weren’t in school, I’d have to go out and get a few more horses. Personally, I’m thankful for my health. I had a little scare this year—nothing to be concerned about now—but at the time it made me think about all the wonderful things in my life. The doctor put me on some good anti-cholesterol stuff and it’s all under control now, but it really made me think about how thankful I am for all the blessings I enjoy and how much I really don’t want to leave them yet.” What the fucking hell? Dad never mentioned that he’d had any heart problems. It must have been this summer while I was in Kokomo. What would I do without my dad?
“I’m thankful that the restaurant has finally turned the corner into solid profitability,” Crystal said. “We’re open seven days a week now and we could never have done that if we hadn’t found a great manager so that Bill doesn’t have to be there all the time.”
“I’m thankful for all the boyfriends and girlfriends that we have,” Jennifer said. “I never imagined that when I met this geeky little kid at the dude ranch, he’d rescue me multiple times and become the center of my universe and the glue that holds my lifelong best friend to me.”
“You’re pretty sticky,” Courtney laughed at me. Her mother glared at her. “I’m thankful that I finally got my head out of my ass and decided to help Mom and Dad in the restaurant so we could see each other sometimes. And I’m thankful that the most wonderful boyfriend in the world got me to do it.” Her mom’s glare turned to tears.
“I’m thankful that we gave Brian an entire floor of the house to himself. We could never stand the traffic otherwise,” Mom laughed, helping us move from the sentimental moment between Courtney and her parents.
“I’m thankful to have found a new chef for the restaurant and hope he’ll come back to spend next summer with us,” Bill said. He looked at me with a raised eyebrow. He wanted me back? Hell yes!
“I’m glad my daughter and my other daughter by way of Bill and Crystal found this… um… interesting relationship that… um… led to such interesting relationships,” Anna said. She blushed crimson and Dad reached over and put a kiss on her cheek. She leaned into him. Everybody looked at me and I realized that I was the only one who hadn’t said anything. What am I thankful for?
“Oh. Our dating group dynamic has changed a little this year,” I said. The parents didn’t really know this, but Jennifer and Courtney scooted closer to me and each hugged an arm. “It’s pretty normal and several of the guys and gals have kind of paired up, so to speak. But I’m in the unique position that I’m not paired, I’m decimated.” Everybody laughed.
“Was that the wrong word? I have ten unbelievably beautiful and loving girlfriends of my own. I’m so thankful that I can spend this day and this weekend with Jennifer and Courtney. When they were introduced to me, I was told that the man-hater was Courtney and the stuck-up one was Jennifer. I learned that neither description was true and I’m so thankful to have you both in my life. But I’m also thankful to have wild and wonderful Liz in my life. I’m thankful to have soft and sensual Samantha. For the funniest girl in the world, my ‘sister’ girlfriend Elaine. I’m thankful for Cassie who was the first girl I ever thought of as a girlfriend and who was my partner through one of the hardest things we ever had to face this year. I’m thankful for Whitney, who works out with me every single morning and plays beside me on the basketball team and saw fireworks when I kissed her. It was the Fourth of July.” Everyone laughed again, but the parents were all interested in which of the girls would round out the ten.
“I’m thankful for Sarah who is about as sweet and loyal and surprising as any girl I’ve ever known and who misses Heaven as much as I do. I’m thankful for Rose.” I didn’t want to say anything more about that because Rose had really wormed her way into my heart this fall. I could see in her eyes that she felt the same about me. “And I’m thankful for Hannah, who was my girlfriend, broke up with me, and then brought all these girls into my life as my girlfriends.”
“Ten girls,” Crystal sighed. “At least I don’t feel so bad about Jennifer and Courtney being so far away. You wouldn’t have any more time with them anyway.”
“Mom!”
We all laughed and I kissed both Jennifer and Courtney on the cheek as I hugged them to me.
“You know, I have to say that I’m really thankful for my extended family, too. It’s always been Mom and Dad and Betts and me, only now Betts is with her husband and family in Seattle. But what I got in place was an extra Mom in Anna and I love her. And I got two people who took the time to mentor me and challenge me and invite me to be part of their lives and their business in Bill and Crystal. I really love all you guys.”
“Well, if there was ever anyone with the capacity to love us all, it’s you, Brian,” Mom said.
I was really thankful that Mom and Dad and Anna were down the hall screaming out their thankfulness when Jennifer screamed hers that night. I don’t know what made me decide to focus on Jennifer, but it just seemed like the right thing to do. Courtney knew I wouldn’t forget her and we kissed as we all got into bed without a stitch of clothing on. There was a lot of playing among the three of us, but eventually, I rolled toward Jen and began kissing and stroking her in earnest. Courtney cuddled up behind me and covered my back and neck with kisses, caressing me with her hands and occasionally straying over to Jen’s breasts. But she left the real ‘work’ to me.
I squeezed and pulled on Jen’s nipples as I kissed her deeply, then I sucked on her nipples as my hand started moving south. Courtney and I had touched Jen’s clit together when we played before, and she’d been kissing Jen when we played at Halloween. But tonight, I just focused on Jen and teased her legs apart as I stroked up and down the inside of her thighs. I touched and retreated and pressed into her moist center repeatedly. Finally, I raised my lips to hers and lashed her tongue with my own while my fingers found her clit and tenderly massaged it. I kept backing off and teasing her as she got close and her moans got louder and louder.
Courtney reached between us and began gently stroking my cock as I continued to love Jennifer. I reminded myself to do something especially nice for Court. She wasn’t helping with Jen tonight; she was devoting her attention to my needs as I pleasured our girlfriend. Jennifer was all over the place. She kissed me; she held my arms and my hands. She thrashed. Her hands flailed in the air. And when she finally came, her scream was more than my mouth could muffle. Her head turned as she threw it from side to side and continued to wail out her orgasm. Courtney, collecting copious amounts of pre-cum from my cock, slicked it and lovingly stroked me to an orgasm that sprayed all over Jennifer from her lips to her breasts to her tummy. Jen was on the verge of passing out and I collapsed limply beside her as Courtney took over and rubbed my come all over Jen’s body, scooping up the drops that were closest to her lips and feeding them to our lover. Jen sucked on Courtney’s fingers as we all fell into exhausted sleep.
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