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43 Family Week
I SURVIVED my midterms without too much trauma. I’d been studying hard and regularly. I was caught up in all my classes. Studying for midterms really just seemed like review. It was a lot easier than last year. So, Monday night, I baked a cake and went to see my Casa del Agua hearthmates and my cónyuge Doreen. The cake was for Sandy’s twenty-first birthday. I was happy to celebrate, but, of course, my real purpose was to have time with Doreen and the baby inside. She dragged me to the bedroom while Rhiannon and Doug fixed dinner. Sandy was being pampered with little treats and champagne as she sat at the table with Dawn and George. We had all come in house gis.
“I look like a beached whale!” Doreen complained. “Half the time I sleep in the guest room so I won’t shove anyone out of bed.”
“Oh! Dor, don’t do that. Come and be with us part of the time,” I said. “We’ve got beds arranged so no one will fall out and you know everyone wants to be near you. Please come to stay with me some of the time. I’m not trying to take you away from here all the time because I know Doug, Rhiannon, and Sandy want to be near you, too. But part of the time. If it is too crowded for you, I’ll take you to the Master bedroom. I just changed the sheets.”
“Would you sometimes, Brian? I feel so sentimental about you now. You got me pregnant. I want to know you still love me.”
I scooped up my cónyuge, lay her in the center of the bed, and started removing her clothes. I tossed my own in a pile and grabbed the bottle of oil I’d brought with me. Theresa was into natural everything, as evidenced by her breast feeding of Eleanor and the arnica she’d given me years ago. She told me that chamomile in sweet almond oil was perfect for massaging a pregnant woman. She even had a bottle she’d given me so I could use it on Doreen. This was my first chance.
“Oh, that smells so wonderful and relaxing. What are you going to do?” Doreen asked.
“First, I’m going to massage your neck and jaw before I work down your arms. Then I’m going to do the same to your legs and feet. You’re all swollen. And then I’m going to rub this scented oil into your breasts and your tummy. It will help make the stretch marks fade away,” I said.
“You’re so smart.”
“Theresa told me.”
“You’re so loving.”
“That’s because you are you, Doreen. I love you.”
I spent the rest of the time before dinner lovingly massaging my child’s mother, including a good while spent massaging her clit.
“… Happy birthday to you,” we sang to Sandy. It hadn’t taken long when Doreen and I came out of the bedroom for everyone to get naked. We ate the cake after we’d sung and then cleared the table.
“We have one more little birthday treat,” Rhiannon said. “But this requires the utmost trust from you, compañera.”
“I trust you, Rhia,” Sandy giggled.
“But you have to trust everyone in the room. And that trust includes them touching you. Intimately,” Rhiannon added.
“Everyone?” Sandy squeaked.
“Actually, Dawn and I talked and we decided that this time we’d back out. We think we’re going to slow down on group games and just be with each other for a while,” George said. “We love you, Sandy, but we’re going to go back to the dorm and make love rather than tormenting you.”
That was some news to me. I knew that Amy had gone to the barn Sunday night. I wondered if they’d made the decision afterward. Well, more power to them if that’s what they want.
“Besides, I have to go study for my operating room procedures midterm. Damn Angela for encouraging me to take that class!” Dawn laughed. “Love you, Sandy. Happy birthday!” George and Dawn left. Sandy looked at the four of us left. She looked a long time at me and lingered on my cock. Finally, she nodded her head.
“I trust you and give you all permission to touch me intimately. But what’s that have to do with dessert?”
“You’re it,” Doug said simply. He and Rhiannon helped Sandy sit on the table and then lie back.
“On the dining room table?” Sandy giggled. “Am I going to get eaten?” There was something hopeful about her tone.
“Oh, yes, compañera,” Doreen said. “We’re going to eat you all up!” And then she produced a spray can of whipped cream and began spraying it all over the front of Sandy. Doug handed me a can and I joined them as we covered Sandy with whipped cream. She was laughing so hard she couldn’t hold still. Rhiannon sprayed whipped cream in her mouth and I bent to kiss her and do my best to lick it out of her. About the time we were getting into the kiss good, Sandy started jerking. I realized Doreen and Rhiannon were attached to her nipples and Doug was licking between her legs.
On my nineteenth birthday, Sandy had joined in giving me a blowjob. It was the most intimate we’d ever been. But it was obvious that we were all going to take turns trying to give her an orgasm as we licked and wiped the whipped cream from her body. Her pussy got an extra helping periodically.
“Sandy, may I have your permission to lick your pussy?” I whispered to her.
“Yes, my hearthmate. Please lick me.”
Sandy had an orgasm from each of us and then Doug took her to the shower. Rhiannon, Doreen, and I looked at each other and realized we were going to have to shower, too, so we went to the other bathroom to give Doug and Sandy private time. It was fun and loving. We washed each other, rinsed, and dried. I was back among my Fuego hearthmates and drifting off to sleep when I realized I hadn’t gotten off in all the playing we did. I know I went to sleep with a grin on my face.
A hand slipped into mine as I left my second midterm on Tuesday afternoon. I looked up at Danielle.
“Aren’t you afraid people will think you’re my babysitter?” I laughed.
“I don’t care what they think. Will you walk me to the game?” she said.
“Are you playing this afternoon?”
“Five-thirty. You can leave if you don’t want to watch.”
“I do want to watch. And all I have is a calculus exam tomorrow. I’ll have plenty of time to get home and review with Brenda,” I said.
“With her curled up naked on your lap?” she asked.
“Probably. Are you jealous?”
“Um… No, I guess not. I don’t really think of you that way. I mean, I liked you sucking on my nip the other day. But, I’m not hot to jump into bed with you. I suppose it would be okay. I just like to hang out with you. You see me as me.”
“I like you, Danielle. But I feel the same way. I’m not ready to jump into bed with you, but I feel very… tender toward you,” I said.
“Good. Watch what we three sisters do to their net game.”
The Nittany Lions proved to be too much for the Lady Hoosiers. They fought hard to close results, but lost all three games in the match. When they worked well together, the triplets were killers on the front line. You never knew who was going to set, block, or kill.
I hung around after the match and greeted the girls, giving each a hug and a kiss on the cheek.
“We’re headed home after our last midterm tomorrow morning,” Debbie said. “But we’ll be ready to prep your show next week. We’ve got a new recipe now that tree fruit is in the stores. Can we cook our candied pear with white fungus soup for your casa after the show?”
“That sounds… interesting,” I said. “Either get me a grocery list or bring us a receipt for food to reimburse you. I love having you volunteer to cook for us, but you are not paying for food for our casa.”
“Thank you. We couldn’t afford to feed your casa every week,” Dolly said. Debbie nudged her. “But we love cooking for you. I’m sure one of us will see you Monday when we get back.”
“Hey,” I said sternly. “I’m not even going to pretend that there isn’t something special between Danielle and me. It’s not ‘get married and rush to bed’ or vice versa, but it’s special. That still doesn’t mean you aren’t all three welcome. I like seeing you all.”
“And you like seeing all of us,” Danielle said, punching me in the arm. It was a right cross. Somehow, her left hand had been in mine ever since she walked out of the locker room.
“Have fun studying,” Louise said as Brenda and I settled on the couch in their living room.
“I know calculus is a hard subject,” Cathy giggled. Then she went back to kissing Carl. There was a loud smack as Louise hit Cathy’s butt. Cathy screeched and jumped.
“You have to study for your medications exam tomorrow,” Louise said. “I’m done already. All the accounting and finance exams were on Monday and Tuesday. Therefore, I get to have the first injection tonight.”
“But Carl has to study, too,” Cathy pouted.
“I don’t think I’ll have any problem with the refereeing exam,” Carl laughed. “You can come to the bedroom to study while Brian and Brenda are occupied out here.” He wrapped an arm around both Louise and Cathy. Cathy grabbed her book on the way past the table.
“You’re okay with the addition to your family?” I asked Brenda.
“Oh, yeah,” she whispered to me. “Cathy is… way to the left on the normal scale. There is some chemical response that Carl has to her that he just can’t help. Louise has risen to the challenge of controlling her and both of them like it. Louise gives orders and Cathy follows them. Louise gives punishment and Cathy accepts it. Louise puts the handcuffs on her and Cathy spreads her legs for Carl to plunder. And then I get my turn to see how many orgasms I can give her before I’ve licked all Carl’s come from her.”
“Good lord, Brenda!” I was hard between her legs and she was squeezing me with her thighs.
“Yeah. Cathy is one quarter of our household until the fabulous four get to us next summer. But she doubled the amount of sex we have. If Louise didn’t take control, we’d all flunk out. Let’s get this dressed and put it somewhere so we can study.”
Studying with my hard cock in Brenda’s pussy wasn’t as difficult as it might sound. We actually went through the principles and worked several problems while fully connected with Brenda exercising her kegels and keeping me on edge. After nearly two hours, we stretched out on the sofa and she pounded down on me. I came first. And fifth.
I was glad to be finished with midterms by Wednesday evening and planned to spend the rest of the week and weekend loving my partners. Sarah had gone with Heaven to Indy for the taping of the pilot but was back with the crew after Heaven and Amy left for the airport.
“Jessica was really hurt when you broke up with her,” Sarah whispered as we moved together.
“What? I didn’t break up with her!” I said. Damn it!
“I know. She knows. But that’s how she’s coping with it. You broke up with her, she’s hurt, she has to put on a brave face.”
“You don’t believe that, do you?” I asked.
“Brian, if I believed that, I would not be taking such pleasure in having your cock in my pussy. I would not be talking to you. I certainly wouldn’t be about to come. Like I am.” Sarah’s squeak was muffled by Hannah’s kiss, pushing her face between us.
“My naughty sister has such a big thingy stuck in her little secret place,” Hannah said in a little girl voice. Then we all started giggling.
“You have it any time you want,” Sarah pouted. “I just want a turn.”
“Well, it’s a good thing you got it tonight,” Hannah laughed. “Nicolette is coming home tomorrow.”
“We’re all going to be here for the weekend,” I sighed. “I don’t think I’ll move from this spot for the next three days.”
“She won’t get here if you don’t go to the airport to pick her up!” Rose said. Rose slid behind Hannah and held our girlfriend, softly petting Hannah’s bare breast.
“Me? What about Liz?”
“I’m going with you,” Liz said. “I don’t want to drive. I want you to find a nice spot on the way to Indy where we can romp for a couple hours before we get there. Romp as in be naked with your cock in my little red haired coochie.”
“When did you get a coochie?” I laughed as I rolled off Sarah and she completed sandwiching Hannah between her and Rose. “I thought you had a pussy.”
“Coochie, pussy, cunt, cunny, slot, hole, jill, love tunnel, taco, beaver, honey pot, bearded clam, snatch, twat, poontang, box, quim, muff, my vajayjay, my wonder down under, my lick-me-please!” Liz said. Elaine was laughing behind her.
“Can we use that in a monologue? Please?” she begged.
“Hmm. Maybe we could put Chick Chat on The Playboy Channel,” Hannah said. “Then you could say anything you want, potty-mouth.”
“How about The Discovery Channel?” I asked. “I sent them a query for Redress.”
“Seriously?” Hannah said, appalled.
“Hey, Lonnie suggested the new Home Remodeling channel they announced on cable TV,” I laughed. “He didn’t have a real concept of the difference between a model and a remodel.”
“Is this cock in use?” Cassie asked as she crept up to me. In a second, she had disposed of my condom and slurped me into her mouth. “If we want a ‘re’ channel, Dad says that cable TV is going to start a Revival Channel. One look at Heaven and a man is revived.”
The baby fussed and Hannah pushed herself out from between her sister and Rose. Baby?
“When did Eleanor get here?” I asked.
“She arrived with Hannah after dinner, silly,” Courtney said. She cuddled up next to me and fed her nipple into my mouth. I sighed. What baby?
“It’s Theresa and Larry’s anniversary and Hannah volunteered to sit with Eleanor overnight,” Rose explained. I managed to lift my head enough to see over Courtney’s boob. Hannah had Eleanor in her arms, dancing across the floor. Josh got up to join her and the three danced with the baby in a sandwich. Not Hannah’s usual kind of dance.
“I think Josh wants a baby.”
Cassie choked on my cock. I tugged at her. Courtney moved away. I filled my mouth with Cassie’s pussy and my hands with her tits. Talk about revival. It didn’t take long when Cassie decided to get serious. I lost track of the conversation for a while. With Cassie’s man-trap on my face, I couldn’t really think of anything else.
I need to add that one to Liz’s list.
I found a place in Brown County State Park where Liz and I could spend some quality time with each other. We were both hot and sweaty in spite of the cold when we picked up Nikki.
“It’s no fair to pick me up with the car smelling like this!” she said when she jumped in at the curb. “I want what she had and I want it now!” Nikki crawled over Liz to sit in the middle seat and hug my arm as I left the airport. She carried on an animated conversation—with Liz—all the way back to Brown County and squealed when I stopped and told her to get in the back.
“Teach Nicolette about the true shape of the clitoris,” Liz coached as she hung over the front seat watching me spread Nikki’s nether lips. “And don’t forget to circle her areolae with your tongue after you explore her rose completely.” We were giggling so much with Liz’s commentary as we made love in the back of the Suburban that we laughed all the way through our orgasms.
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