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Beth

Copyright© 2019 by Bronte Follower

Chapter 190

Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 190 - Something of a coming-of-age story of a bright, well-adjusted, modern girl, this story is long. It begins with her mother's infidelity, an act that becomes the impetus for a plan to further her ambitions in a particular direction: her hunk of a father. The plan does not come apart so much as expands to encompass much more than she planned... just as the actual writing did.

Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Ma/ft   mt/Fa   Fa/Fa   ft/ft   Fa/ft   Mult   Consensual   BiSexual   Fiction   Sports   Group Sex   Harem   Orgy   Polygamy/Polyamory   Exhibitionism   First   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Safe Sex   Voyeurism   Nudism  

April 24, 2018 (Tuesday)

Dear Ms. Diary,

At the breakfast table, Rache asked, “Since I’ve seen you at Armoire and, now, with Steph and Matt, both situations where you’ve been either explicitly sexy or have ... talked sexy ... even with parents, I was surprised when last night in bed wasn’t ... a ... sexfest.”

Meka responded, “Oh, there was interest, but with studying and something of a long day, no one was interested enough. Having six of us elsewhere also made for much less ... pressure, I guess.”

Kim followed with, “Rache, you may be missing something about us, although you’ve obviously been ... positively impacted by it. All of us like sex. Hell, all of us love sex, but we’re not a group of girls that get together for sex. We’re a group of girls that enjoy each other and love each other ... and include sex in how we love each other. The ... togetherness is, for the most part, the critical feature. Certainly, there are times that we go crazy and have hours-long orgies in our bed, but that’s difficult to get started without two things. No, three things. The first is unallocated time. We have school and soccer and homework and studying and house and yard maintenance and meals. The second is the ... mental ... freedom to focus on sex, and the third is, largely, the effect of all of us being together. It’s synergistic. We all feed off each other and if many or most of us are feeling sexy, a general orgy breaking out is more likely. If Lana and Heather are both with us and are both feeling more in need than their usual always-interested normality, a romp is almost certain to break out. We have huge romps, which we all very much enjoy, but they happen probably only a couple of times a month.

“Most of the time, the sex is ... tamer. Meka, Jim, and I used to spend Tuesday nights together in one of the upstairs bedrooms. The Go5 ... or parts thereof occasionally require a ... renewal of their connection. Celeste and Andy take an occasional night together upstairs. Brit and Cera probably had some intense one-on-one time last night that keeps their passions for each other stoked. I’m not taking anything at all away from Heather, who is a very sexual animal and is probably the single reason – if we can identify a single cause – that we’re all living together here, but Lana is a sex bomb. She’s virtually never off. I’ll bet Brett hasn’t had a night that he hasn’t cum at least once for quite a while, because he spends every night with her.

“Last Tuesday was something of an anomaly relative to previous Tuesdays but having Jim in our bed encouraged craziness. That will probably be true tonight, too, but we’ll probably get ... not inured to it, but it will become ... normal, so will eventually become an evening that is not typically truly crazy. Or, maybe it’ll stay that way. However, Sandy’s trying to get him to be here more. If that effort comes to fruition, then Tuesdays have a much better chance of becoming non-crazy regularly.

“You haven’t seen, nor have we discussed, Wednesdays with you, but they range between sedate – at least, sedate for what is usually a critical mass – and somewhat crazy. Wednesdays have twice, now, started out bonkers, but settled down. We’re probably overdue for a truly crazy Wednesday, which has never happened, at least partly because we’ve been incorporating some tentative girls, and I used to be one of those tentative girls. Of course, those three have become much less tentative of late, so I expect there to be a breakout Wednesday sometime in the next few weeks.

“Mostly, Rache, we hug a lot. We kiss a lot. We snuggle lots and lots because we love each other and love being with each other. And you saw that last night. There was, essentially, no gap between bodies from the east side to the west side of the bed. And what did you think, what did you feel, when you woke this morning with Beth and Liya both curled into you?”

Rache looked at Kim for a few moments, then answered, “I almost cried. I was so ... happy and comfortable.”

“Yes, that happens to me a lot and is the single thing that has most made me happy with my new life. I have, and very obviously so, a bunch of people who love me so much that they sleep naked with me and curl up into me. I hope I never get so inured to it that I don’t at least have my breath catch upon waking in that situation.”

Rache nodded her head slowly, with the rate picking up until she said, “I see that.”

Rhee responded, “Don’t worry, Rache. You’ll get plenty of experience exercising your newfound interest in creating pornography with photographs and video.”

Rache sent her a small smile, then asked, “But is it? Pornography?”

“If we ever get a crazy Wednesday, I can’t see a video record of that being anything but. Will you be ready for that tomorrow? Both Heather and Lana are exhibitionists and your presence videoing or photographing them could easily drive them to higher heights.”

I cut in to say, “I’ve been thinking about the difference between those two media. I think the higher resolution of a reasonable camcorder is not that critical, but we’ve never had photographs. That medium is, at least in some situations, more susceptible to ... an eye, a talent for recognizing a good photo when or before it happens – however that judgment is made by whatever criteria. I’d vote for you bringing both your cameras to Wednesday nights but focusing ... if you’ll pardon the pun ... on photographs. I don’t know if you’re a good, excellent, or superb photographer, but you obviously knew ahead of time how the change of viewpoint of our fun photo for the Jacobses would greatly increase the ... strength of the sexuality of the group pose. I vote for photographs and let the Moms ... or whomever take video with phones.”

There was silence until Andy said, “I agree with Beth. I knew a girl in Sao Paolo who was an incredible photographer. It’s a very different skill from being a videographer, I think. If one runs video long enough, you might get the scene you want. But in a world of motion, getting spectacular photos is, I think, much harder and requires more knowledge and ... anticipation, that is seeing the photo before it happens ... particularly of ... unstructured motion, that is ... not preplanned. Given how well our fun photos turned out, I’d like to see how you do in a ... chaotic situation such as Wednesday evenings can be.”

“Oh, god, Andy. That’s what I like about photography, and I’ve tried various branches of it. I didn’t particularly like still-lifes, as, at least for me, taking such photos wasn’t ... umm ... dynamic enough for me. I’ve been the school photographer for some of the football games and a lot of basketball games, both girls and boys. That was more fun, but I never got the rush with that that I did with photographing Heather sucking Brett to orgasm. That’s part of the reason I’d almost given up on photography, because, while it was fun, it didn’t give me ... the rush, the feel of anticipating what the opposing team’s right wing would do, figuring out whether to stay with her or switch to their right back making a run up the sideline. While I certainly got a ... sexual kick out of watching Brett shoot into the air, the biggest aspect of the rush was capturing the photo. I didn’t get in those photos what I had imagined, but some of that ... failure was having his ... cock in not quite the right orientation, but another large portion was not ever having seen that before as a ... third party. I wasn’t sure what to expect.”

Heather responded, “I know what you mean about the ejaculation pix, but I really liked the photos you took when he was still in my mouth, and I really wish that our ... tech girls ... could figure out some way to enable us to have illicit photos safely on our bedroom screen. I liked those photos not ... at least not entirely because I was a subject of the photos, but because some of them were really good photos and the one that Lana mentioned was, I thought, superb.”

Rachel’s face had gotten quite hot, but she kept her eyes on Heather as she finished her words, then responded, “Thanks, Heather. I liked that photo, too, and the lighting and shallow depth of field were what I wanted. Brett’s ... cock was almost incidental to the photo as what I wanted to capture was ... your ... love of what you were doing. At least, to me, it looked like you really wanted to ... give your guy, a guy you obviously love tremendously, a really good feeling.”

Had we been in bed rather than at the kitchen table, Heather would probably have tackled Rache to her back and kissed the daylights out of her. She did, though, walk around the table, force her way onto Rache’s lap, and hug and kiss her passionately. I was somewhat surprised when Rache responded so positively, kissing her back and running her hands up and down Heather’s naked back.

When Heather pulled back, Rache panted heavily while she stared into Heather’s eyes.

After at least a half-minute, Rache said, among panting, “Holy hell, that was good. I’ve ... never been kissed like that by a girl, nor have I kissed a girl like that.” She panted a few times in quick succession, then added, “I think I’d ... like more like that from you.”

Meka chuckled and stated, “Welcome to our world, girlie. You’re just the latest in the string of us that have been Heathered. Isn’t she amazing?”

After Rache nodded, Meka went on to tell Rache of her first sexual experience with a girl, then summarized the story with, “If you’re at all concerned with how you might react to girl-on-girl sex, don’t let Heather between your legs, as she’ll rock your world and it will never be the same for you again.”


At lunch, Brit asked, “Brett, Lana, could you spend Sunday afternoon with us?”

Lana looked at Brett, who pointed his chin at her, so she replied, “Probably. Whatcha got?”

“Two things. First, next weekend, the first weekend of May, I want to do nails, as I’ve got some new ideas.”

Many of us gave out various versions of, “I’m in,” at which Brit grinned and said, “Thanks for your excitement. I love doing that for you guys. But, I’ve decided that I’ll do something for Ms. Sullivan. Lana, could you warn her that if I can get enough models this Sunday, I’ll have something for her Monday?”

We girls produced a clamor, with various of us asking different questions or exclaiming about what Brit had said.

Meka laughed loudly, then took charge, “One at a time, beginning with Rache and working clockwise from her. And, no, Lana, clockwise relative to looking at the top of the table, not the underside!”

There was much chuckling as Lana stood from her knees and seated herself in her chair with a huge grin on her face, exclaiming, “This is probably what I like most about us. All our minds are so quick and agile.”

Brit grabbed the floor, “I’m not telling you my plan for body painting until I start the actual work. Also, you should tell Ms. Sullivan that she might want to talk to, I guess, Ms. Escobar if she wants to get us out of a Bell to show the art. Do you know what class and when she might want to have us exhibit?”

“No clue, but I’ll cut out from lunch early and, perhaps, catch her in her classroom. Otherwise, I won’t see her until tomorrow morning.” She narrowed her eyes and asked, “Why the ... change of heart?”

Brit breathed deeply, then answered, “The discussion about photography with Rache. I got excited by the discussion, mostly due to the excitement that Rache has exhibited recently about the ... crazy photos she’s taken for us. I thought about that in Cera’s bed last night after she’d drifted off and I decided that I liked doing things like nails and body paint for the same reasons that Rache liked what she was doing with us with photography. I’m still leery of art as a job, but I really like doing my artwork on my friends.”

Obviously, we couldn’t make a Brit-centered scrum in the lunchroom, but I told her that she could imagine it.

She stood from her chair, let her eyelids half close, then shook in pleasure, and said, “It was good, but not as good as the real thing.”

There was much chuckling ... after which Kim quietly said, “You really fit perfectly with us, now. I’m so glad you’re part of us.” More loudly, she stated, “I’m very much looking forward to your painting plan for us.”

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