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DANIELLE CAME BURSTING through the back door, glanced around, and threw herself into my arms.
“We’re back!” she said. “Merry Christmas! Did you get any presents? Is there turkey left over? Hi, everybody! Merry Christmas.”
“That girl has been jumping around in the back seat ever since we left Louisville,” Debbie said when she came in. She was carting two bags of groceries. Dorothy had two more right behind her.
“Do you have mistletoe? I need a kiss,” Dorothy said.
“You can have a kiss without mistletoe,” I said. “Ask Lamar.”
“I’m headed home,” Lamar said. “I need to stretch out on my giant bed so I can get some sleep.”
“Is it giant enough for three?” Dorothy asked. Lamar fled.
Cassie slipped up beside me and managed to get between Danielle and me. She rubbed up against me and I welcomed her for a kiss.
“Danielle. You left your bags of groceries in the car,” Debbie said. “You can’t get undressed until you bring them in.” Danielle took a look at Cassie and me and ran back out the door. “I don’t know what you’ve done to our sister, but she’s completely addicted to you,” she said as she approached me and I gave her a little kiss. I didn’t let go of Cassie as I collected a kiss from Dolly as well. That one was a little more intense.
“You two look so sweet together,” Dolly said. She sized up Cassie and me. “Mmm. Must be nice.” I was thinking about dragging her back upstairs.
“I’ll see you later, my darling. Go play with your pet,” Cassie said. I looked over to where she pointed and saw Danielle simultaneously trying to unpack a sack of groceries and wiggle out of her jeans. We laughed, but I went to help with the two tasks.
Of course, after she’d settled down from the excitement of being back, Danielle wanted to cuddle, but I managed to stay focused on getting dinner ready. After dinner, though, we all had hot chocolate and sat in the living room by the fire. Danielle curled up as tiny as she could in my lap and Whitney made her move her knees so she could settle in with us. For some reason, Danielle seemed to be perfectly content just to sit cuddled under my arm while Whitney and I did some serious making out.
Whitney was leaving the next day for Utah to play in the Brigham Young Holiday Tournament. Of course, that meant there would be no fans in the stands for the Hoosiers.
“I think we’re going to start shifting around a little,” she said. “If we weren’t so height challenged on the team, I wouldn’t be stuck at forward. But Coach has always known I’m a tall guard. I think I’m going to move to point,” she said. “She’s been working me there in practice.”
“Come on. It’s getting late and I want to relax you before you leave for Provo,” I laughed. She unfolded off my lap. Danielle was snoring softly against my chest. I looked around.
“Master bedroom for the girls,” Rose said. “We figured they needed the big bed.”
“Come on, Dani,” I whispered. Whitney helped me stand with the girl in my arms. She barely stirred. “I wonder if she ever sleeps when she’s not with me.” I carried her up the stairs and Whitney opened the bedroom door for me. I’d walked all the way to the bed before I realized what I was seeing. Dolly and Debbie were locked in a sixty-nine. Fortunately, they were far enough to one side of the king size bed that I could get Danielle into bed and pull the sheet over her. Dolly pulled her face out of her sister’s pussy and looked up at me.
“Oh. Brian. We were just… um…”
“I can see what you were just um,” I said. “Just don’t disturb Danielle. She’s asleep beside you.”
“Isn’t this a pretty little pussy,” Dolly said, looking down between her sister’s legs. Her fingers spread Debbie’s pussy lips and she beckoned me to look. I sprang an instant boner. “You like it. You could have it any time. All three of us look exactly the same. We took Polaroids to be sure.” She dragged a finger through her sister’s wet channel and offered it to me. “We taste the same, too.” I caught myself starting to lean forward and then pulled back. That view was mesmerizing. “Mmm. She has her tongue in me. I need to lick her some more.” She lowered her face and went back to work.
“Just don’t disturb Danielle,” I repeated, and left.
“Brian, we need to talk,” Rose said. It was New Year’s Day and I was spending time in the master bedroom with my new cónyuge and Josh. She must have been waiting outside the door listening for us to finish. We were all lying side-by-side trying to catch our breath. “The rest of the cónyuge have met together. Josh, you and Cassie have been making love for a couple years now. I know you didn’t use condoms.”
“We are now, though,” Cassie said. “We understand the rule and since we’re with Brian and Mary now, we are being careful.”
“That’s just it,” Rose said. “We’ve decided that with the approval of you four, we will modify the rules.” I looked at her curiously. “When we established our non-condom rule, we had three stipulations. In order to go without a condom, it had to be agreed upon by the parties involved. It had to be only with cónyuge who were full-time residents of the casa. And there was the one-cock rule. A woman that was fooling around with a guy other than Brian, had to use a condom.”
“That’s why we are doing what we’re doing,” Mary said. “I wanted to be lovers with both Brian and Josh. And Cassie. Cassie agreed and we’re using condoms.”
“That’s where we would like to propose the modification,” Rose continued. “When we made the rule it was because… well, there’s Liz. We love Doug. We had no problem with Brian and Doreen going bareback because even if she wasn’t in the house all the time with us, Brian was her only cock. God! I’m not explaining this very well. If you guys want to, we are okay with the four of you not using condoms as long as you are residents of the casa. None of you are planning to move out, are you? Josh, you are part of us. We all had our annual blood tests after school started this fall and we are all clean. We still think it needs to be with cónyuge only, but we don’t think it is a problem to have our two men in the casa filling the pussies of their cónyuge. This is the first time anywhere in the clan that we have women who are cónyuge with multiple men. Doreen is, but she doesn’t screw Doug.”
“It sounds like it could get a little messy,” I said. I was thinking of sticking my cock in a pussy where Josh had just come. Well, that could be avoided, I supposed.
“Yes. You’ll have to decide when it’s appropriate and whether you want to participate. Even though several of us have had Josh come in our mouths and a few have licked his come out of Cassie, you might not care to do the same thing,” Rose said. Cassie blushed. Mary, and of course, Jennifer, would have licked her. But Rose was grinning at her with one eyebrow raised. Rose? “I just thought you should know that we are all okay with your decision on the matter—especially as you go off on your honeymoons.” She kissed me and I was lost in the kiss. She crawled over me and kissed Mary, Cassie, and Josh. We each enjoyed the feel of her bare breasts pushed into our chests and everyone was free in caressing her. “I love you all,” she said. “And I love each of you.”
We took off for Seattle on Saturday, the fourth of January. To my surprise, Sandy had elected not to join us. “I love our baby and my compañera,” she said. “But this is really a trip for the cónyuge. And Brian’s family. I love your family, Brian, but this time it should be your trip. More people just mean more stumbling around over each other. Please know that I love each of you and all of you. I’ve never been so happy anywhere in my life.” We all kissed and hugged Sandy. When I held her, I licked her ear and she shuddered.
“There was still a little whipped cream in the folds,” I whispered. She giggled.
“Rose said I could stay with Casa del Fuego for the week,” she said. “Is that okay with everyone?”
“Of course it is,” Doug said. “We would all be welcome to stay at Casa del Fuego. I love you, Sandy. When we get back, I want to talk to you about your long-term plans. Understand?” She grinned and blushed, but nodded affirmation.
The airlines weren’t positive how to handle things, but we’d acquired a smaller size car seat and strapped Matthew in the center between Doreen and me. Dor got the window seat. Across the aisle of the 757, Cassie sat so we could talk. Rhiannon got the center seat. I kind of felt bad about Doug, the tallest of us, being trapped next to the window, but he and his sister both loved to look out at the clouds.
Mom, Dad, Anna, and Addison were split up in the next row. I had a feeling that the seating arrangement would change inflight.
With ten of us, we rented two big cars. Mom, Dad, Anna, and Doreen were all signed on as registered drivers. The rest of us were too young.
“If you guys want to go someplace, you can borrow my car,” Addison said. “I’m not planning to do much but hang out with the parents and the new babies.”
“Won’t you visit some of your friends?” I asked.
“Brian, you know what kind of friends I had here in Seattle. I just… Since I’ve been living at the ranch with you all, that lifestyle just doesn’t appeal to me now. Think of me as your designated babysitter for the duration,” she said. “And help me find some dates with nice guys this winter. Having George and Dawn humping in the next bed can be inspiring, but I’m running out of batteries. I’d like to get something established before the competition arrives this summer.” We all laughed at that. We were expecting seven more girls to move to the ranch after high school graduation this spring. I was pretty sure that Addison wasn’t interested in any of the four younger guys—and some of them weren’t interested in girls.
When we got to Betts’ house, chaos ensued as babies were exchanged, grandparents greeted, and Maddie attacks accommodated.
“Unca Chef!” the little three-year-old yelled as she separated me from the crowd. I caught her up in my arms and danced around with her. Then she immediately wanted to take me to her play area and explain the purpose of each of her toys, the names of her stuffed animals, and how to put together a puzzle. We laughed and played for half an hour. I heard Matthew fussing and looked up.
“Somebody’s tired of Daddy and wants to go to Papa,” Doug laughed as he brought Matthew to me.
“That’s Unca, not Papa,” Maddie corrected him. She was fine with Rhiannon, Doreen, and Cassie, but wasn’t sure about Doug.
“I’m your uncle,” I said. “And I’m Jon-Jon’s uncle.” I took Matt from Doug. “But I’m Matthew’s Papa.” She scowled.
“Why does Maddo have a Daddy and a Papa?” she demanded. “Maddo have an unca?” Well, that one was hard to explain. Technically, Doug was Matthew’s uncle. I shook my head.
“Matthew has a Daddy and a Papa. You have a Daddy and an Uncle.” She considered it for a long time then nodded her head as if the world suddenly made sense.
“I be Maddo’s unca!” she said with finality. Then she was off to get Rhiannon so she could explain each of the toys. I looked at Doug and we laughed. I put an arm around my friend as we both fussed over our son.
“Smile,” Betts said as she flashed a picture of us. “That is just too precious. Doreen, do you ever get a chance to hold your own baby?” She looked over at Doreen sitting on the couch holding Jonathon. Jonathon had Doreen’s nipple in his mouth and was happily sucking away as Dor sighed. “That’s my baby!” Betts said. She rushed to the sofa, but instead of snatching her baby, she turned Doreen’s head and kissed her—long and hard.
I walked over to the two of them as they separated. They looked up at me. Betts was wearing one of those convenient peasant blouse things that guys always wish would slip a little farther down the shoulders of girls who wear them. I gently tugged it down. Understanding, Betts freed her boob from the nursing bra. I guided Matthew to her nipple. Betts sighed as he latched on.
“Smile,” Doug said. He’d retrieved Betts’ camera and I stepped aside as he took a picture of our sisters breastfeeding each other’s baby.
Having ten people descend on your house when you’ve got a toddler, and a new infant, is a little much to accommodate. Addy went home with her parents. The rest of us went a mile away to a Suites Hotel. After some debate, we decided on two one bedroom suites instead of one two bedroom. Mom, Dad, and Anna took one and the rest of us piled into a regular double double room. That was just a room with two queen beds and a single bath. We set up Matthew’s crib and Doreen crawled into bed with Rhiannon and Doug, leaving the other bed for Cassie and me.
I remembered sadly the day I had kissed Cassie in the woods and she had run away from me. She was afraid she would become a fallen woman. Even at twelve, she knew that if she went down this path, we would have sex and that was wrong. She did not want to give up her religion. Now, as I kissed her and tenderly petted her breasts, we were preparing to make love to each other. For the first time without our other partners. Josh and Mary had gone to a lodge for a few days to thoroughly explore and enjoy what they were discovering, just like Cassie and me. I felt no sense of pride or joy in conquering Cassie.
I had great joy in loving her. That’s not what I mean. But in a way, I was sad about her giving up that part of her religion that did not want to be unequally yoked to an unbeliever. When Josh had become part of the casa, I fully expected that the two of them would splinter off and create their own casa. Instead, they became even closer to the rest of us. I thought that somewhere along the line they would add Mary to their family unit, but never that Cassie would allow the invasion of her temple by another man’s spear. And here we were. About to truly make love with just each other.
I reached to the bedside where there were condoms and fumbled a package into my hands. Cassie took it from me.
“Rose said we didn’t have to,” she said. “Brian, I understand if you don’t want to make love to me without protection, but I would like to feel you deep in me as you release your seed. Will you?”
“Are you sure, Cassie? Even after Rose gave us permission, we still used condoms at the ranch.”
“That was more for your sake and Josh’s. There were times when we went directly from vaginal sex with one partner to oral sex with the other. Neither Mary nor I have a fetish about seeing you eat each other’s come,” she hesitantly laughed.
“Sweetheart, when you sank onto my cock Christmas night, my heart almost stopped. I was so overwhelmed I couldn’t fully appreciate what I felt. I would love to feel that again.” She tossed the unopened condom back onto the end table.
“Then come and make love to me, Brian. Make love to me like we’ve wanted for so many years.”
The joy that had eluded me in thinking about her loss of religion reclaimed me as I was slowly enveloped in her warmth and wetness. I felt each ripple and twitch within her walls. I lost myself in her kisses as we moved together. My tears joined hers as our fluids combined in orgasm.
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