Deadly Chemistry
4 Group Marriage
I MANAGED to get a hug from Mom and Dad before Anna came crashing into them. That three-way hug was something to see. Hell. I knew they were fooling around. This was the first time I realized they were in love. My parents. Were both in love with Anna. And Anna loved both of them. Maybe it’s genetic.
“Kids,” Mom commanded as the three of us hugged on Samantha. “Go play in traffic.” We all ran outside laughing. Sort of.
I got a bit of a catch in my throat when Mom said that. It’s what Hannah said her parents always told her when she interrupted them making love. How are you sweetie? I wasn’t going to get a chance to get too morose. Not with Samantha hanging on me.
“Horses!” Jennifer shouted as we left the house. None of us were really dressed for riding, but the idea of seeing Silk and Jingo and Rika lifted my spirits a little. That and the fact that Samantha jumped on me and wrapped her legs around my waist making me carry her all the way to the barn while she peppered my face with kisses. I just hugged her wiggly frame to my body and kissed her back. When we got to the barn, Jennifer was already brushing Jingo and Courtney was in with Silk. Samantha and I grabbed brushes and started to work on Rika. The girl snuffled at me and rubbed her face up and down on my chest.
“Miss me, girl?” I asked. “Doesn’t Sam take good care of you?”
“Hush, you. I take great care of Rika. She’s my baby, aren’t you, girl? We work out every day together. She’s just trying to figure out who you are,” Sam huffed. I turned and hugged her again.
“I’m the guy who loves you,” I said, kissing her soundly.
“I wanted to hear that so much.” None of us were wearing good riding attire, including boots, so we put the bareback pads on the horses and led them out. I gave Jennifer a boost up on Jingo and gave him a stern lecture about having responsibility for my girlfriend who was seventeen years old today. Courtney did her old trick of not jumping when I put my hand on her ass. I about threw my back out thinking I was boosting her.
“That is going to get your little butt a good smacking tonight,” I whispered to her.
“Promise? Brian, you can do anything to my butt. I love it.” I squeezed her buns and she kissed me. “Okay. I’ll mount now.” I boosted her up onto Silk, but somehow my hand got caught between her and the pad and I squeezed her butt again before I pulled it out.
Getting Samantha mounted was a different proposition entirely. She insisted that I mount first and pull her up. When we were both on Rika, Sam was facing me.
“Just let her go. She’ll follow the other two,” she said, kissing me again.
“Oh, Sam. I’ve missed you this summer.”
“Two more weeks and then we have to start school. I could do without school, but I miss you so much, Brian. Even sharing you with everyone else will be better than not having you at all.” I hugged her to me and turned Rika to follow the other two.
We took a long, relaxing tour with the horses and as things would happen, Sam and I became more and more intimate the longer we were out. Sam was wearing a little pair of running shorts and a spaghetti-strap baby tee. Nothing else but her little tennis shoes. Once we were deep in the woods, it wasn’t long before we were both bareback and holding our sweaty chests together. It was a good ten degrees cooler in the woods, but that still left it around eighty. I occasionally glanced ahead to see that Jennifer and Courtney were still up there and Rika was following. I was surprised to see them riding topless.
“They’ll get a surprise if we come across Geoff or Cassie in the woods,” I laughed.
“So will we. I wouldn’t worry too much though. I’ve been topless in front of both of them.”
“Geoff, too?”
“Yeah. Sora was over a week or so ago. Geoff came out for a walk with us and since it was so hot, we ended up just stripping off our shirts. I think Sora was making a kind of invitation to Geoff, but he was a little slow on the uptake. Something’s a little off there. They act like they’re a couple when they’re with the rest of us, but seeing them alone like that, there just didn’t seem to be the connection that you’d expect.”
“Well, she’s a little older than he is, so maybe he just isn’t as ready for things as she is.”
“I’m ready,” Sam said, hunching her pussy against my cock. I’d been rigid about since the minute she mounted. “When we make love the first time, can we do it on horse-back? Please?”
“Are we going to make love?” I asked.
“Duh. Of course we are. Unless you don’t want me. Please say you want me, Brian.”
“Oh, God yes, Sam. I want you and I want to make love to you. I just… it still seems strange to me that you would want to have me. And the other girls. Jen and Court always talk about what our first time will be like. Rose is like a second skin when I’m with her. Liz… well, Liz would have gone all the way with me two years ago if we hadn’t got ourselves under control. I just don’t get it.”
“Don’t forget Whitney and Hannah,” Sam added. “They both expect you to be their lover. Long term.” I was quiet and Sam sought out my mouth with hers. Thinking of my absent girlfriend was painful. “Brian, you need to visit her. I’m worried about both of you. We talk a couple of times a week, but she seems more than sad. I’m afraid… afraid she might hurt herself.”
“You’re kidding!” I almost shouted. “She wouldn’t do that.”
“I hope not, but I’m so worried.” She moved against me again but I’d lost my hard-on. “Come back to me, lover. Please make love to me here on Rika while we ride.” I thought she was going back to where the conversation started.
“I will. Next spring or early summer when we can come out and ride, I’ll make love to you. We’ll go to our little clearing and let Rika graze while we try to fit things together,” I laughed a little weakly.
“Now, Brian. I know, no penetration. But touch me. Let me touch you. Let’s let the motion of Rika walking through the woods rub us together as if we were connected.” She unzipped my shorts and pulled the waistband of my briefs down below my balls. It wasn’t exactly comfortable, but my erection was coming back with full force. She pulled the crotch of her running shorts out of the way and pushed herself into my lap further so her wet slit rubbed against my cock. I kissed her and caressed her breasts, paying attention to the sensitive little nubs. In this position, Sam’s clit was rubbing up and down on my lower cock. She was getting lots of stimulation and moaning into my mouth.
My glans and frenulum weren’t getting much stimulation, so I figured I could probably outlast her first few orgasms. They started one after another, stimulated by nothing more than the gentle sway of Rika beneath us. I lasted longer, but even without having the most sensitive portion of my cock stimulated by her wet pussy, my eruption pulsed between our bellies and Sam did a kind of belly-dance move to smear the semen all over us. Sam came again just as Rika stopped with her nose between Silk’s and Jingo’s rumps. With the sudden stop, Sam slid forward and lost contact. “Ooh,” she moaned.
“Clean-up on horse three,” Courtney mocked a grocery store announcement.
“You guys,” Sam moaned. “It was so nice. Why’d we stop?”
“Because we’re about to leave the woods and thought maybe somebody should put a shirt on. Oh! Like me,” Jen said, pulling her T-shirt over her head.
“Already?” Sam asked, handing me my shirt and pulling her little baby-tee over her head.
“You guys have been going at it for an hour-and-a-half. We ran out of trails. We went by Cassie’s airfield three times,” Courtney said. “We want some loving, too.”
“Is that a whiny girl?” I asked playfully. “You know what we do to whiny girls.”
“Take them to the woodshed?” Courtney pled.
“I think the hayloft will do,” I answered.
“It will be hot as blazes up there,” Sam said. “We’ll have to take all our clothes off or they’ll be soaking wet with sweat.”
“I’m for that,” Jen laughed.
We were undressed in record time once we reached the hayloft. Sam was right. It was hot and the girls were already ‘glowing.’ The temperature was already in the 90s outside and you had to add a few degrees in the hayloft. None of us cared. Especially me. I was standing in front of three of the most beautiful girls I knew. I mean really standing. Apparently, my cock completely forgot it had just popped half an hour ago with Sam. I saw that my sleeping bag and blanket were still in the corner. I spread the bag out on a hay bale.
“Now, it seems I have a little correction that needs to be done,” I said playfully, looking at Courtney. “Somebody was a bad girl. Twice if I remember correctly. Courtney? Now what should be done with you?”
“This is new,” Sam said. “I thought we were going to make love.”
“Shh,” Jennifer hushed her. “We are. Courtney loves this.”
“Spank me?” Courtney asked hopefully.
“Mmm. Do we reward whiny girls?”
“May-be.”
“You know I can’t touch you unless you give me permission,” I said, sitting on the bale with the sleeping bag spread on it. “Stand in front of me, Courtney. You know how much I like looking at you naked.”
“I am naked in front of you, Brian,” Courtney said. She still blushed, even though we’d been naked together most of the summer. “I give you explicit permission to bend me over where you want me and spank me like the bad girl I’ve been. And to do anything else you want to with my bottom or any of the rest of me until I come over and over.”
“That’s a pretty explicit permission,” I laughed. “I think you should come here and bend over the hay bale beside me. That’s right. I want your cute little bottom pointing up where I can get to it and where your girlfriends can see how wet you are between your legs.” Courtney blushed again but didn’t hesitate to get in the requested position. I started just petting her bottom and she moaned. “Now, Jennifer. We have a little unfinished birthday business, don’t we?”
“Oh, Brian! Now?” I think Jennifer came a little just from the thought of having her birthday spanking and looking at Courtney bent over the hay bale to my left.
“Well, actually, I can’t do anything yet.” She looked at me and her lip began to tremble. It was the anticipation that got to Jennifer. She wasn’t into to spanking, particularly, but thinking about it, being vulnerable while she waited for that one smack on her bottom, being stimulated while we prepared for it, all made her so horny she could hardly stand up. When the smack came, it would be just as she was tipping into an orgasm and she’d go completely crazy.
“Brian… I give you explicit permission… to lay me across your lap so your naked cock rubs against me… and touch me any way you want to… and give me one birthday smack on my bare bottom,” she said.
“Come here, my little Girl Scout. Do you have any idea how much I love you?” She nodded. “Lie across my lap. You see, I remembered how hard it was for you to hold your head up the last time, so I got you this nice pillow to put your face on,” I said, patting Courtney’s butt. Jennifer grinned at me and did a lot of wiggling against my cock as she settled onto my lap, her breasts easy for my left hand to reach if it wasn’t engaged with Courtney and her bottom under my right hand. She jumped when I began petting her bottom. “Do either of you have any objection to Samantha helping me?”
“I give Samantha permission to touch me any way she wants or you direct,” Jennifer blurted out.
“Me, too!” Court joined in.
“Come here, Cutie,” I called. I winked at her and she came to my side. I reached out and pulled her to me in a passionate kiss. She melted into me, the other girls forgotten. “I know spanking isn’t your thing,” I whispered. “But do you want to help me make them come?”
“I’ve never done anything but kiss a girl,” Sam whispered back. “But I want to. What should I do?”
“Look at this pretty butt sticking up in the air, Sam,” I said more loudly. “Have you ever seen two prettier butts before?”
“No. They’re so beautiful.”
“I love these derrieres. I could just sit here and pet them all day. Couldn’t you?” I demonstrated and Sam joined in petting Jen’s backside. Jen moaned in approval. “It just gets them so turned on. Jen, is Courtney turned on? You’d better check.”
“Um… I already did. And… yes, she’s really turned on waiting for you to spank her.”
“How about Jen?” I asked Sam. “Please check to see if Jen shows any signs of being turned on.” I nodded to Sam and she took a deep breath and let her hand drift down between Jen’s legs.
“Oh! Sam, is that your finger in my pussy? Court, she’s doing it. She’s touching me. Sam, I’ve wanted you to touch me for so long!” Jen was excited and Sam wasn’t pulling her hand back. I could tell Jen was working Court’s clit by both Courtney’s moans and Jen’s rapidly moving arm. I started giving Court light smacks on her butt right in front of Jen’s face. I was using my left hand, so they weren’t going to be very hard smacks. Court isn’t into pain; she just likes the spanking game and having her bare bottom handled. She started coming almost at once. The fact that Jen was seeing my hand smack her girlfriend right in front of her face was getting her more revved up. She kept sliding her tummy up and down my cock—an act I was helping with little thrusts of my hips. I bent forward to kiss Sam.
“Is she turned on, Cutie?”
“She’s gushing. Jen, I’ve never put my fingers on another girl’s Jill. It’s so sexy. I might come, too.”
I looked at Jen and got her attention wiggling my tongue and pointing at Court’s ass. Jen’s eyes got wide and I had a feeling she’d never tongued Court’s ass. It didn’t take her long, though, and her tongue went between Court’s cheeks as my hand came down for the sixth and final time on Court’s cute little ass. Court went ballistic.
“Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh, I love you! I love you all!”
“And you love having Sam’s fingers in your wet pussy, don’t you, little Girl Scout,” I whispered near Jen’s ear. She nodded. She was breathing hard and I knew she was close. “Your tongue on Courtney’s little rosebud and Sam’s fingers in your pussy. Is she good? Is it everything you hoped it would be? It’s your birthday, after all. It should be the best of your wishes come true,” I said. That was about all it took. The moan started deep down in Jen’s throat and as it turned to a scream, I smacked her butt hard. Jen absolutely convulsed. Her body was shaking so hard and so fast it was like having a vibrator against my cock. If I hadn’t come with Sam so recently, I’d have been a goner right then, but now I was petting both Jen’s and Court’s bottoms as they moaned and screamed their orgasms.
Then Jen jerked again and jumped off my lap. She was on her knees in front of me with my cock all the way to the back of her throat before I realized what was happening. Courtney and Sam sat up to start kissing me and each other and I found both of their wet clits in my hands. Three bobs up and down and I gave it up. My come spewed into Jen’s mouth as she greedily swallowed it down, still humming from her own orgasm. I slid down off the bale of hay, dragging Courtney and Sam with me. Jen collapsed on top of me. I glanced at Sam to see her licking her fingers. She looked at me and shared a little and then we kissed again.
We invaded the house a little after one, all of us sated. Mom, Dad, and Anna were all grinning and sitting at the kitchen table with coffee or chocolate.
“Did you have a nice ride?” Anna asked innocently.
“Sure did, Anna,” I said brightly as I kissed her on the cheek and then whispered in her ear. “Did you?” Anna blushed and I could see it reflected in both my parents’ faces.
“It’s a good thing we have no close neighbors,” Dad said. “For all of us.” We laughed.
“Lunch and we have to get ready for the invasion,” Sam said.
“What invasion?” I asked.
“The birthday party! Did you think I was the only girlfriend who was pining away missing you? Liz, Rose, Brenda, and Cassie are all headed over this afternoon. Who knows who might show up later? Everybody wants to see Jennifer and Courtney.”
“I thought we were going to the fair.”
“Tomorrow. There just isn’t enough time to have the fun we want and still have fun.”
“Oh dear,” Mom said. “It sounds like our fun is over. Anna, what say we go to the fair this afternoon? I don’t think there will be room for the three of us in the house today.”
Sam had already taken care of everything except a birthday cake so as soon as lunch was done, I started baking. Sam promised peace and quiet for me and took the girls upstairs. Hmm. As I started cooking, I glanced at the phone and decided it was a good enough time to call Hannah.
“Hi.” She sounded distant. Not just long distance distant, but mentally distant.
“Hi, Honey. How are you doing?”
“Okay.”
“You know what I’ve always loved about you? I love how conversant you are. Tell me what’s going on.”
“I’m fine.”
“Hannah, that doesn’t sound fine. I know you are sad and lonely. I’m sad and miss you terribly. Talk to me, Honey.”
“What’s to talk about? There’s nothing in my life. I have no friends. The parsonage smells. My room looks out on the church parking lot. What do you expect from me?”
“I expect you to invite me to come and visit over Labor Day.”
“You… what? Really?”
“School starts early and I won’t be able to leave until after class on Friday. I’ll probably stop in Indianapolis Friday night so I don’t have to drive all night. Then I should be with you by lunch on Saturday. We’ll have the rest of the day and all day Sunday. I’ll have to head back by late morning on Monday in order to get home in time to be ready for school Tuesday morning.”
“You’d do that? Just to see me for a day?”
“Only if you want me to.”
“I miss you so much. I just want to go home.”
“There’s sure to be a long weekend or two this fall. You know. They always have those teacher days and stuff. I’m not going to abandon you, sweetheart. I love you.”
“I hope you’ll still love me.”
“I’ll always love you, baby. You can count on that.”
“I can’t wait.”
None of my girlfriends lost sight of the fact that this was Jen’s birthday party, but each of them wanted ‘just a little private time’ with me. It kept me leaving the room all afternoon. Cassie just wanted to take a walk, holding my hand and chatting about what school would be like this year and whether I would join the debate team again. I didn’t think so, but the pressure was already on. Our debate last year had eaten up most of the first two months of school and all I wanted was for there to be no drama this year. I’d personally had enough. Before we got back in sight of the house Cassie very sweetly asked me for a kiss ‘with intent’ but no touching. I discovered that she was becoming very good at showing her intent in a kiss and that the idea of no touching did not include rubbing just about every part of her body against every part of mine while we kissed. When we parted and started toward the house holding hands, she sighed.
“My parents have stepped up their instruction in matters of dating,” she said. “They have this book that is supposed to ‘help our children’ stay pure for the Lord.”
“My mom gave me a book when I was twelve,” I laughed. “Frankly, it gave me more things to masturbate over than I’d ever have thought of on my own.”
“Oh, that’s on the list of ‘no.’ Christian men and women do not touch themselves or each other except for cleanliness and procreation.”
“Cassie, I really don’t like your church much,” I confessed.
“Neither do I. The thing is that now that I know I’m going to hell, I don’t see much sense in obeying the rest of the rules.”
“I’m sure the rules are meant to protect us from moving too fast or going too far, but that’s what our agreement is about, too. It just seems your church is all about rules.”
“You should talk. You are all about rules, too,” she laughed.
Yeah, well, I guess I am.
“So, I told him I could go out with him as a friend, but that I already had a boyfriend so he shouldn’t expect more than friendly company and conversation because I wasn’t going to cheat on my boyfriend. I even told him that if he wasn’t comfortable with that kind of date, I’d happily pay my own way and meet him at the miniature golf course. He really didn’t know what to think about it and said that he respected my loyalty to my boyfriend, but that he was actually looking for a potential girlfriend and maybe we shouldn’t go out with each other,” Liz kept prattling. All the time she’d been systematically removing our clothing one piece at a time until we were both standing in the hayloft completely naked.
“Are you sure you want to cut off other relationships like that, Red? You might have discovered that you had a lot in common and fallen in love.”
“Brian,” she said, making a popping sound as she released my cock from between her lips, “I’m in love. I don’t want or need another boy trying to get into my panties—if I’m wearing any. Unless you are breaking up with me and telling me to quit sucking your dick, you’re stuck with me. Now please lie down so I can put my pussy on your mouth and remind me why it is that I’m so crazy about you.”
“I missed you,” Rose whispered in my ear as I held her. She’d shooed everyone out of my bedroom and told them not to disturb us for at least half an hour. Once we were upstairs, it didn’t take long to get down to just her panties and my briefs. “I’ve loved our little phone games this summer,” she sighed. “I just needed something more up-close and personal. I love talking about making love, but sometimes I’d rather be doing it.”
“What are we going to do, Rose? I never expected to be this close to you. This much in love.”
“Do? I think you are going to take your underwear off and crawl on top of me so you can slide your hard cock between my big boobs and come in my mouth. What I’m going to do is sit on your face while I ride you to at least one and maybe a dozen orgasms. And then we’ll go downstairs and happily love all our girlfriends. That’s all we can do, Brian. Love each other and all our girlfriends. Now tell me what you said about giving me a necklace. Where did you learn that?”
“A pearl necklace? It was in a Penthouse Forum magazine. Carl gave me half a dozen of them before I left this summer. You really want one?”
“If you give me one, I’ll go topless downstairs so all our girlfriends can see it.”
“I dare you.”
“Mount up, cowboy.”
As it turned out, only one person got to see it. I’d had a pretty good workout today, and after Liz sucked a gallon of come from me, it took a lot longer for me to get back up. Besides, I refused to start fucking Rose’s tits until she’d had a couple good ones riding my face. I was sure enjoying sliding between those luscious breasts, though.
“Oh my. That is so sexy,” Brenda said from the top of the stairs. Apparently, our half hour and some was up. “No. Don’t stop.” I couldn’t imagine what it looked like to have me humping away at Rose’s tits. I was sure the view from the stairs wasn’t really that sexy. Brenda walked straight over to us and knelt by the bed so she could see exactly how far my cock protruded at the top of each stroke.
“Uh… hi, Brenda.” I could have used another glass of water. Brenda leaned over and kissed Rose.
“Having fun, girlfriend?”
“Oh yeah. Want to join?” Huh?
“Brian, I know I’m not one of your first-tier ladies. I kind of wish sometimes that I was but we plays our cards and we takes our chances. Um… may I join? We could make a four-tit-tunnel for you.” Oh my God! The very image that brought to mind made my cock jump.
“I think he likes the idea,” Rose said.
“Rose?”
“I’d like to try, sweetheart. After all, Brenda needs loving, too.”
“Uh… sure. What do I do?”
“Take my shirt off me and rub my chest with that oil you’re using,” Brenda whispered. While I was doing that, Rose pulled Brenda’s shorts off.
“No halfway here, cheerleader. Maybe you can convince Brian to get you off, too.”
I’d always loved it when I saw two of my girls rubbing their tits together, but it was usually only Jen and Court, sometimes with Hannah or Sam. Seeing the two bustiest girls in my… guess it was a harem… rubbing the oil I spread on them into each other with their breasts was almost more than I could stand. It was hard not to make comparisons. Rose sagged just a little due to the weight of her breasts but they were firm and crowned with small areolae and nipples the color of her name. Brenda’s breasts seemed softer and squished more. Her bigger than life nipples were almost the same creamy color of her skin. Translucent.
“Come to us, lover,” Rose said softly. “Make love to our breasts.”
“Are you sure, Brenda?” I asked.
“I sat on your face a few weeks ago,” she said. “Please let me share this with you and Rose.” I had all kinds of thoughts about the resolve I should have regarding fooling around with someone who wasn’t one of the ones I considered ‘my girls.’ Mostly it was the thought that said, ‘who are you kidding?’ It took us several tries to find a position where they could be tit-to-tit and I could get between them. Luckily, with two girls that are stacked like that, they can’t comfortably get so close that I couldn’t get between them. We managed. The position wasn’t the most physically stimulating position I’d ever been in, but the visual stimulation was outstanding.
Rose and Brenda were kissing when my climax overwhelmed me and I sprayed both their chins and necks with a pearl necklace.
“So, I thought you were going to get back together with Carl,” Rose said as she calmly wiped my sperm from Brenda’s neck and boobs.
“We did.”
“Wait. Brenda, why are you here doing this then?” I asked. “I’m sorry. I never…”
“Brian, how many girlfriends do you have?”
“Ten have the gifts I gave to them, but Sarah told me she was not planning to continue with me and would be open to any possibilities when she got to college. Elaine is in college, but she doesn’t really date anyone else. And Hannah. Five hundred miles away.”
“And me. That’s eleven. How many boyfriends do each of your girlfriends have?”
“Since everyone paired up, I guess just me.”
“Well, Carl’s got two girlfriends now. And by the way, Louise is really nice. Like so many people, she got a reputation that wasn’t deserved and has never been able to get away from it. She’s agreed to abide by the agreement but isn’t interested in joining the rest of the group.”
“So, you and Louise are both dating Carl?”
“Yeah. But there’s a difference. I told Carl that I was also dating you. If he could have two and I’m not jealous—and surprisingly, most of the time I’m not because now that I’ve gotten to know her, Louise is really nice—but if he can have two, then so can I.”
“Wow. He’s okay with that?”
“No, he’s going to beat you to a pulp when he sees you this fall.”
“Wait!”
“I’m kidding. You taught us some important things, Brian. You taught us to talk to each other. You made us be explicit in what we expected and permitted each other. Carl and I had to cool off for a while, but having Louise helps us moderate each other. She was the most upset about it, but we worked it out. First and foremost is that we won’t hide anything from each other. They both know I am here and that my only restriction when I’m with you and Rose is to abide by the agreement. I’m not going to go tell them that you gave me a pearl necklace or that you licked me to a great orgasm…”
“But I didn’t.”
“Yet. But they know that we’ll play and that you have every liberty with my pussy that Carl has.”
“I’ve really got to get my head around this.”
“For now, why don’t I get my thighs around your head?”
Eating Brenda was fun, especially with Rose feasting on her huge translucent nipples and me with one hand getting messy in Rose’s pussy. However, I was going to have to figure out some way to mention to Brenda that if she was going to be shaved down there, she needed to do it before a guy—or girl—ate her out. I swear I had rug-burn on my lips. She was a little prickly.
I was surprised when all the girls spent the night, including Cassie.
“Um… I’ve stayed over with Sam a couple times this summer,” she said. “I didn’t mention that you’d be home this time.”
“Cass, we’ve got to figure out a way that you don’t have to lie to your parents,” I sighed. “It really bothers me.”
“Too much to let me sleep on your shoulder tonight?”
“Well, maybe not that much,” I confessed. I wondered exactly what it took for me to become the slut my sister always thought I was. I’d made love to six girls today and had Cassie cuddled up next to me when we went to sleep. Shit.
We were more or less on top of each other all night. Without Hannah to organize how we slept, I just laid down and the seven girls piled on. It was like a bad episode of The Waltons when we finally settled down. “I love you, Brian.” “I love you, Rose.” “I love you, Brian.” “I love you, Liz.” “I love you, Brian.” “I…” You get it.
“Girlfriends,” I said as we settled in. “I really do love all of you and each of you. I wish Whitney and Hannah and Elaine were with us because I love them each just as much. I still love Sarah, too. I guess I just don’t know how to not love someone that I’ve loved.”
“That reminds me,” Sam interjected. “You’ve got a small stack of magazines from Heaven.”
“Yeah. I love her, too. Brenda, you’ve taken me into some uncharted territory. I guess I just accepted the fact that I had a lot of girlfriends that I was intimate with—Cassie, when we hold hands, I consider that intimate, too—but I’ve only just begun to think of you each possibly becoming intimate with someone else. I still have ‘jealous guy’ syndrome. But I want to make sure you all know that if you are attracted to someone else, I won’t stand in your way. If you want to be exclusive with him, I’ll stand aside. Because I love you. If you want to share and have both of us—hell, why limit it to two? All two or three or four of us—I have to figure out how that works. Maybe it will and maybe it won’t. I’ve kind of always considered Brenda to be Carl’s girlfriend and we’ve not done anything before unless they’d broken up. But this is new to me. Please understand if I make mistakes. I love you. That thing about not being jealous of what we do with others was easy when I thought about it being with another girl, but it’s a lot harder the more intimate we become. That was always a concern. Now, I’m just beginning to come to grips with it and maybe there is a limit to how far I’m willing to take that. Just know that I’ll do my best.”
“Brian, that’s what the agreement was all about in the first place,” Brenda said. “We wanted a way to explore what was possible with different people. Is it too much to think that Carl’s tongue has been in the same pussy as yours has? And if not… if it’s okay for you to both lick my most intimate girl parts… is it too much to think that you might both put your cocks there someday? You told Rose you’d been doing some reading lately—and I’ve probably read all those stories with Carl, since he gave you Bill’s collection—but I’ve spent part of my summer in the library and there are books in the public library that they don’t have at school. Elaine sent me the old Sociology textbook that they had replaced at school. I don’t know how she managed to keep it. Anyway, we’ve been organizing ourselves like a group marriage only without getting married. The big thing is to stay honest with each other. It’s still cheating if you go outside your group. It doesn’t mean you have to tell each other exactly what you do with another person, but if I’m going to be intimate with Rose, I need to tell Carl and Louise. They have to accept that or it’s a no go. Louise, on the other hand, doesn’t want to be with anyone but Carl and me. You don’t have to be intimate with everyone in the group if you don’t want to be. But if you take the old saying to heart that if you’ve kissed me you’ve kissed everyone I’ve kissed, then you kissed Carl with my tongue.”
“So, I’ve given Carl a blow-job with your mouth?” Rose asked. “I can live with that. But I don’t think I want it first-hand. Probably not even immediately after.”
“How about you, Cass? Nobody here is pushing you to be anything you aren’t, but you’ve got to know that the lips and tongue you kissed today have been in the pussy of every other girl in this room. Does that bother you?” I didn’t get the answer I expected. Cassie rolled on top of me and gave me a searing kiss, probing me as deeply as her tongue could reach.
“I don’t have much experience,” she said, “but I’m pretty sure I’d recognize the taste of a girl’s pussy on you. I’d better check again.” And she did. Thoroughly.
“Um… We did brush our teeth.”
“I guess that’s what’s needed, then.”
“Same for me,” Liz said. “I love all you girls. I really do. But thinking about your boobs and pussies does absolutely nothing for me. I’ve never done anything with a girl more than sleep like this or maybe hold hands when we were out having fun and it just doesn’t interest me. I’d as soon only have Brian kiss me and touch me and eat me and fuck me. I mean when we get to that stage. That doesn’t mean that I’m not aware that someone was tweaking my nipples the last time we were all together and I think I knew where Brian’s hands were. That was okay. At that point a Dalmatian puppy could have been licking me and I wouldn’t have known the difference. But just… you know… I’d rather it was Brian.”
I squeezed Liz the best I could. We were really all in a pile and one-by-one we started to doze off to sleep. With Rose in her usual position between my legs, I don’t think she even got a rise out of me all night long.
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