Chapter 140

February 5, 2018

Dear Ms. Diary,

After a good night’s sleep, I woke curled into the back side of Celeste, my arm over her. However, I realized that my left arm was touching another arm, so opened my eyes ... only to see Celeste’s back at very close range. I lifted my head to look to my left and saw Brett’s hand draped over Celeste’s left arm and near mine. I could see nothing else of him, but for his hand to be there, he had to be tucked tightly into the front of Celeste. That understanding sent a jolt of excitement into my heart and pussy. I thought for about the billionth time that we really needed to figure out how to tell Brett about Dad, then remembered Lana. I hoped fervently that she was making progress with him.

I was turned on enough that I considered loving myself but decided that that would be a bad precedent to set with Brett in the same bed, even if only with myself. Instead, I pondered what it would be like were I in Celeste’s place. I got lost in that fantasy for who knows how long until I noticed that Brett’s hand was moving away.

A drowsy Celeste said, “No. I liked that there.”

“I don’t want to break the rules,” Brett replied in a whisper.

“You’re not. You’re simply hugging me in an atypical orientation.”

After a lot of silence, he responded, “I’m still amazed that a gorgeous woman is interested in me.”

“Get used to it. I’m not leaving and I will be your lover when the girls get their act together, whether that’s two months or two years from now. I don’t recall making love with a 14-year-old boy before. That would be pretty kinky if they give it up to you before you turn 15. Just imagine, 14-year-old you with some 11 or 12 or however many pretty-girl lovers.”

Rhee snorted, letting us know she was awake, then said, “That’s funny, Brett, but it’s true. We will all be your lovers, we just don’t know when, yet.”

“It’s already too unreal as it is with me lying here sandwiched between two very pretty ... young women with not a single inch between me and either of you. Sorry, Celeste, I can’t help my reaction.”

“Don’t be sorry. I like the feel of it pressing into me. I look forward to the lazy morning when that thing’s pressing into me, bare skin to bare skin, and we move to make it slide into me, with various of my sister-wives arrayed in the bed with us.”

“Oh, goddess. I don’t really want you girls to stop saying things like that, but please stop for now.”

“Okay.”

While Celeste said nothing, she did snuggle into even tighter contact with him. He groaned.

“All right,” Heather said from the far side of the bed, “I can’t take it anymore. I need to ... pee ... or something.”

“Sorry, Heather. It’s just too...”

“It’s all right, Celeste. I’m not upset, just a wee bit jealous. In a friendly way.”

Rhee snorted, and I sat up, saying, “I’m going upstairs.”

“I’ll join you,” responded Heather.

The door in the upstairs bathroom to what was the GL room was open, but we did not care. We tumbled onto the floor into a sideways 69. Heather went off quickly with one of her starter orgasms, so I kept attending to her need, while she did the same for me. Less than two minutes later, I sent her into a screamer, the sound of which enabled me to finish the climb up and into my own orgasm. As I became aware after coming back down, I realized that there were a lot of girls in the bathroom with Heather and me.

Celeste said, “Heather, you’re distinctive. I bet I could peg you as the screamer from a quarter mile away.”

“Oh, god. Did I wake anybody?”

“No, but I did have to assure Brett that you were in no pain whatsoever.”

“Oh, god. I’m so embarrassed.”

“Don’t be. He was impressed and asked me if it really felt that good for you.”

“No fucking way!” Heather looked embarrassed suddenly, then said, “Sorry ‘bout that.”

“You need not apologize and, yes, he did ask that. I explained that everyone was different and that no one knew whether decibel levels were any indication of orgasm quality across individuals. I also told him that if he learned his way around us well enough, that he could do that for and to you.”

“What did he say to that?”

Celeste’s face took on a loving mien and she answered, “He said, and I quote, I’ll endeavor to be that good for her. Goddess, that sounded incredible; end quote.”

Heather asked the rhetorical question we had each asked at one time or another: “Is it any wonder we’re in love with him?”

It was then I noticed that there were nine sisters standing in the bathroom in a ring around Heather and me lying on the floor, so I sat up.

“So,” asked Meka, “what occasioned that?”

Celeste explained to the others, after which Lana said, “Oh, goddess. I completely understand why Beth and Heather are on the floor. I don’t know if I’d have been able to get my hands out of my own panty in time to avoid screaming one out right next to him in bed.”

Rhee responded, “I’m there with Lana. By the way, I brought your sleeping-with-Brett apparel from the stairs where the items were strewn from floor to floor.”

“Were they,” I asked. “I don’t remember.”

February 6, 2018

At lunch, we celebrated Cera’s birthday with the usual celebration, including the same little cone-shaped hats, the birthday song, and the chocolate-frosted fudge cake.

We had asked Cera yesterday if she wanted a different flavor, and she replied, “Are you kidding? That’s the best cake I’ve ever had. Why would I want something different?”

As we were cleaning up, Cera said, “Thanks, everyone. I was hoping that high school would be better than junior high, but I never imagined it could be so much better.”

I noted that Jess had joined us both days this week, and that she did not know about the birthday.

After dinner cleanup, Celeste excused herself to study, and Heather dropped a bombshell.

“I’m calling in my Special! And before anyone objects, I have permission from Inez to do so without her here.” She looked around at those present, then focused on Meka and Kim saying, “This is a family thing. Meka, you’re a full member that simply doesn’t join in on sex with the parents. Kim, I don’t know about the parents, but we girls consider you a full family member in the vein of Meka’s membership. It’s...”

Sandy interrupted by saying, “Yes, Kim. We consider you a full family member ... even if you haven’t requested such. I did tell you that a spot was open for you, but I’m sure you interpreted that in a way different than I meant it. To us, you’re a member, with all rights and responsibilities. It doesn’t matter that you’re not in a space in which you can take advantage of all the benefits, but those benefits wait for you when you’re ready.”

Kim was surprised by Mom’s words, looked around at all of us quickly, closed her eyes, breathed deeply, then, while opening her eyes, replied, “Thanks, Sandy. I ... wasn’t aware of that, but I would not have changed my mind even had I been.”

“We wouldn’t consider you a member if we thought you’d go back on your word to the girls and to me. In fact, your words were our final confirmation that you are a member, just like Meka.”

After a period of silence in which everyone absorbed what we had just experienced, Heather looked back at Meka and Kim standing next to each other, “I warn both of you that it’s going to get very sexual... very quickly. You’re welcome to stay, but I don’t want you to feel that you must. With so much going on in our lives, that is the lives of us girls, it’s become difficult for us to take advantage of some of ... of, perhaps, the best benefit of being a family member, and this might be our only chance for a while. As I said, you’re welcome to stay and watch, but, Kim, I’ll bet even Meka will be surprised by what is about to take place here. Well, not here here, but in the living room here. You’ll not hurt anyone’s feelings, if anyone even notices, if you go to the J because things become ... too much. If you don’t leave now, you’ll see at least the beginning of what’s probably the kinkiest aspect of this family, but I remind you that it is something we each have a choice about, whether to take part or not. It is ... in ... no ... way ... mandatory. You two might also want to consider your promises to each other.”

She stared at Meka and Kim until they nodded, even though they could not truly understand; but they would. Very shortly.

“Please, all my subjects, adjourn to the living room, uncover the Monstrosity, and strip to your birthday suits. Once we’re all in place, there will be more.”

I watched Kim out of the corner of one eye as she watched Dad strip and further as Dad’s cock elongated, becoming half-hard or more. I wonder if she knew that much of his lengthening now was due to her presence. I was also watching Mom, who was buzzing in excitement, at least partly because Dad was naked for the first time in front of a new family member. Her submissive bent was probably also jangling at what was to come.

“Dad, center yourself on the Monstrosity and lie on your back ... with that lovely cock pointing up.”

I heard Kim inhale sharply, but did not turn to her, as Heather was still presenting her orders.

“Sandy, climb up there with Our Man, get him fully hard. When I tell you to start, right in front of our new family members, ride his cock for one minute. Beth and Liya, you’ll share time-keeping duties. After that minute, there will be further orders.”

I exited the living room to grab an electronic kitchen timer, as that would be simpler than using a phone.

After I returned and indicated to Heather that I was ready, she said, “Sandy, mount up ... in reverse cowboy.”

Mom exclaimed, “Oh, god, yes,” after which she threw her left leg over Dad and looked straight at Kim as she wet Dad’s cockhead in her juices by rubbing it along her slit for at least 20 seconds.

I moved slightly so that I could see Mom well, yet also keep Kim in view. She was goggling a bit at the current view. Still with her eyes on Kim, Mom slowly ... very slowly ... lowered herself onto Dad; I announced that I had started the timer once she was fully down. She barely moved, but I knew she was exercising her kegels ... while continuing to look at Kim, despite that Kim’s eyes were locked on Dad’s crotch.

When the timer went off, Heather ordered, “Sandy, dismount. Dad, when she’s managed that, rotate to a position perpendicular to your current position and scoot more your head’s side of the Monstrosity.” When he was in position, she continued with, “Sandy, although that will be the last time you’ll have his cock in your pussy for quite a while, I promise that you’ll enjoy this.”

“Yes, Special Master.”

Kim reacted a bit to Mom’s words, but Heather ordered, “The primary order tonight is that, in the temporal order in which the females in the room that have made love with Dad first made love with him, each of us will get one minute ... timed from the point of complete insertion ... to ride Dad’s cock however you want. That is, almost not moving like Sandy did or bouncing on it like a madwoman. Once the timer goes off, you must stop moving on that cock immediately – and your kegels are included in that movement order -- and extract that wonderful cock from your center and allow the next of us onto it. If one of us is very close to orgasm at the end of her minute, I may call out an exemption so she may visit Nirvana. Should Dad cum during a ride, the cowgirl may ride him until he’s come down from on high, then she must vacate her spot, unless she cums during that process, in which case, she doesn’t have to vacate until after she’s come down. I’ll call out the orders every time something like that happens, just as a reminder.”