Chapter 213

May 29, 2018 (Tuesday)

Dear Ms. Diary,

We devised a plan yesterday on the holiday that would have Dad driving Veda to work. She was to give Dad a nice smooch before she exited the Trooper, as that would provide for more maskirovka. With Civ and Maren walking to school and with only Katie among the seniors going to Central High, that left us with only 11 in the Sprinter, the fewest for a trip to school in a long time.

Lana gave Brit two thumbs up as she arrived at our lunch tables outside, saying, “She’s good with your plan for the portrait.”

Brit’s eyebrows rose a bit at that, then she asked quietly, “Even with the nudity?”

“She anticipated your concern and told me to tell you, and I quote, ‘Artists are quite familiar with nudity.’ Then she explained that she would have to meet ... you ... or us off campus and said that the park would work, particularly if it could be in the morning sometime after the first full week of June. I have her contact info.”

Dad picked Kaira up from work, and I went to the W right after practice. I nodded at a naked Kaira and asked Mom, “Might I talk to you in private?”

She elevated her eyebrows at me, nodded, then led me into their bedroom and closed the door behind me.

“Would you and/or Carol be willing to take on oversight of Kaira on practice days?” Before she could answer, I continued with, “She must be naked and you can have her do most anything other than intercourse. In fact, and I know you’d love this, you can begin teaching her fellatio.”

Mom gave out a quiet squeal, then answered, “You know I’d love that.”

“If at some point all the Moms would be willing, you could keep her overnight in your bed.”

“Yes, please!”

“Great. I’ll take her to the J to get clothes for the week. She is not permitted undies at work, not that she has any here. Please give her an hour or two every afternoon or evening with Padme at the J. I’ll take her over now for that, and I’ll explain how her work weeks will go.”

I gathered Kaira and explained all I had discussed with Mom on our walk across the yard.

“Yes, Beth. Your ... fath ... dad is so nice. If ours were even a quarter as nice, we wouldn’t be in this predicament. Is there ... any news?”

“I’m afraid not. I’m sure either Garamai or ADA Raleigh will call one of us if there is any significant news.”

She inhaled deeply after that, obviously trying to keep from crying, then managed that task as we walked down the steps to our basement entrance; her face wore something of an upbeat look for Padme, who squealed and ran to hug her sister as soon as she saw her.

I walked over to Maren and Civ, who had been talking with Padme before Kaira walked in, pulled them to a corner, and asked, “How does Padme seem? I hate to leave her here alone all day.”

Civ replied, “She’s sad, scared, missing her mom, and, I think, lonely here by herself. I think we need to get her something to fill her time when she’s here alone.”

“I’ll see if Meka could spend some time with her.”

Maren asked, “Is there any chance that we could get schoolbooks so she could at least study for exams?”

I frowned at her, then had a thought, so answered, “I don’t know, but perhaps Garamai can deal with that. We can’t allow her to go to school to take exams so ... she’d need a proctor to do them remotely, even if her school was willing to allow that. Thanks, Maren. I knew you were more than just a really cute girl with a very cute body.”

She smashed into me, hugging me tightly, then quietly asked, “You really think that?”

“Maren, you have to learn like Civ had to that we’ll never ever lie to you about something like that, something serious. Think about it. If we lied about that, what happens if you find out we did?”

She looked up into my eyes, nodded, then answered, “I see. I’d ... probably be ... devastated.”

Later, I texted Garamai with my thoughts on getting end-of-year tests for Padme, and she responded that she would look into it.

May 30, 2018 (Wednesday)

Dear Ms. Diary,

With no practice today, we won’t see Civ and Maren until tomorrow evening. I found it amazing how much I missed their presence upon getting home and realizing they would not be here. I grabbed Kaira for a talk when she returned from work.

“How has work gone for you?”

“It’s been okay. I think no one’s recognized me, not that we have all that much personal interaction there.”

“Have you carefully looked around when you arrive and depart?”

“Yes, just like you told me. I’ve not seen him.”

“Don’t drop your vigil. With Padme not in school, I can’t think of any other way that he could find you. Of course, he may not know where you work, but if there was anything at your house that could lead him there, you should be very careful.”

She screwed her face up in thought, shrugged, then stated, “I don’t know anything that might be there that could tell him, other than, maybe, tax forms or something.”

“Okay, but please stay aware of your surroundings at all times out there,” after which I switched gears.

“I know your entire life is upside-down right now, but I’d like your thoughts about what you’re learning, how you’re taking such a huge change from what you knew.”

“Umm, it’s ... weird, and the weirdest aspect is that, already, I don’t think about being naked here. I’m not sure how I feel about that, but I think I’m getting at least a vague idea of why you enjoy that so much. Your mother is ... I don’t know. She’s nothing like mine. No-o-o-o, that’s not right. Like my ... mother...”

She had to inhale deeply, hold it, then slowly let it go to keep from breaking down, then continued, “Like mine, your mother is mostly about her family, but her idea of family is much different than the one my mother held. I assume you know, but she thinks of all residents in your house as her children. Well, not Jim or Kath, but certainly everyone else. She ... also seems to ... be incredibly happy to share her husband with ... three other wives. I’ve never seen or heard of a ... situation like that here in the compound, but your mom seems incredibly happy. And she’s also happy to share her husband to ... teach me ... stuff about sex.”

“Has she begun teaching you fellatio?”

“I’d never ... knowingly heard that word before this week. Last night, she gave me what she called a ... primer. I guess I’ll have to do some of the things she demonstrated last night.”

“How do you feel about that?”

She stared at me for a long time, but I kept myself from buckling under that stare and waited her out.

“I don’t know. I’m sure I should be very mad and ... disgusted, but I can’t seem to get there. I think part of that is that your father is just such a nice person ... and so ... attractive. He ... moderates Sandy’s ... aggressive enthusiasm is the best way I can think of that. He’s so very different from my father ... like he’s a ... a ... a different ... species. Sandy said something odd about tonight that I didn’t understand. Last night she said she didn’t know what to do with me tonight. What’s different about tonight?”

“Wednesdays are our days to celebrate our family, the large, varied family that we’ve cobbled together from disparate parts. That celebration is very unorthodox, and I need to figure out a way to have you involved with that. I say that, because Wednesdays in the W are not suitable for Padme, but I think it’s just come to me how I can solve that. This Wednesday, you have the evening off from learning so that you can spend it with Padme. You must remain naked, but otherwise, your evening is free to spend with your sister.”

Her face lit up like I hadn’t seen since she arrived here, and that caused me to ask her, “How are you doing with learning to be Veda? I don’t mean how well you’re learning. How do you feel about how you’re spending your days here?”

She stared at me for a few seconds, then stared at the floor for much longer before replying, “It’s ... not as bad ... as I thought it would be. Now that I’m over ... my initial ... disgust with having to be naked all the time, it’s become ... not enjoyable, but also more than simply acceptable. I think I understand how you ... described the ... physical pleasure you get from nudity, that having the air run across your body is ... uhh ... feels nice. I’m afraid that I will come to ... like nudity.”

“Do you know that I very much dislike ... even hate ... what I’ve demanded of you.”

“You’re simply doing what I asked you to do. I understand what ... I need to do to keep Padme safe, and I’ll do anything, including using you, to do that. Beth, I need to learn this comfort as quickly as I can. I need to act like ... I need to be a different person. I don’t want you to hate what you’re doing for me. If you can, please think of ... your actions as ... doing me a favor. Yes, it’s a huge favor, but it could be the difference between Padme being alive and being ... dead.”

I stared at her for a while, blinked my eyelids, and then said, “That’s the only reason I’m willing to do this to you.”

“No. Please do it for me, not to me.”

I nodded, but changed subjects on her, saying, “Padme said that you have some ... official paperwork that could allow you to act for her as a parent.”

“Yes, my mo-mother ... had a lawyer make some document. We have copies of it in ... three different safety deposit boxes.”

“I hope you have the various keys with you.”

“Yes, but we also have spares hidden in places. Our mother was, I thought, paranoid about this, but apparently not paranoid enough.”

While she quietly cried a bit, I told her, “You ... or we probably should get one of those here as soon as possible. Garamai will need to see it. Let’s talk about that on Friday. Please spend some time with Padme this evening.”

We took showers, then prepared for Wednesday evening, dressing in tubes. However, we decided to switch up our pelvis “coverings” today. Rather than thongs, we opted for tiny skirts that only barely covered our pussies and which, of course, could be hitched up a bit if we wanted. Brit and Char are really getting into Wednesdays! Heather went naked, also of course.

In the W kitchen, Liya announced, Charlie will strip ... oooo ... me!”

“Rigged! I call foul,” Rhee exclaimed with a grin on her face.

Dad stripped Liya relatively slowly and did it while kissing her and fondling various of her parts. After she was naked and Dad had released her, Heather took her right hand and led her into the dining room where they talked about something, no doubt a sexy plan Heather had concocted.

Dinner was exquisite: salmon stuffed with a savory crab-cream cheese filling, along with rice and the usual diverse salad.

Celeste asked, “Who found this recipe? It’s a winner!”

Carol replied, “Sandy. I think she spends every Tuesday in her office researching our Wednesday night dinner.”

There was much laughing, which cut off when Lana, having finished her salad, stood with her plate, walked around to Dad, and said, “It’s your turn, Charlie-Dad.”

He scooted back a bit and allowed Lana to scrape her dinner onto his plate, then climbed into his lap, sat with her back to his chest, and proceeded to chow down. Dad scooted the chair forward a bit and apparently put his hands in her lap. However, his hands were out of view for only a short time, as they quickly reappeared sliding up her belly, under her tube – thus moving it upward off her breasts, then cupping both of those breasts. She closed her eyes and moaned.

However, her eyes flew open when he pulled his hands off her chest, then picked up fork and knife and ate a few large bites of dinner.

“Charlie-Dad,” she whined, “You’ve left my breasts and tube hanging.”

“Oh, pardon me.”

He grabbed another large forkful of his dinner, put the food in his mouth, put his fork down on the plate, and then pulled her tube up and off her body. He found the catch on her skirt, then unwrapped it from her body and threw it over his shoulder.

“New rule,” he announced. “Anyone eating dinner by sharing my plate and sitting on my lap must be naked. If I say so myself, I think that’s an excellent new rule!”

While the Moms gave out various fake disagreement sounds, Lana put her cutlery on the plate and as she turned around in his lap, replied, “I do, too,” then plastered her mouth to his and initiated a long and very active kiss.

Rache had set her camera down after taking a few photos of Lana joining Dad but picked it up again as the action got heated. The way Dad’s arms moved slightly suggested that he had his hands on Lana’s lower cheeks and was rubbing her pussy against his clothed cock. With Lana moaning already, although my gaze was riveted on them, I heard no cutlery sounds so suspected that everyone was watching. At times, Lana can go up and over quickly, like Heather, and this was one of those times. It was also a really good one for her, as she was quite noisy even though Dad’s mouth captured much of the decibels.

Lana’s quick orgasm probably was the initiating act of what was the craziest Wednesday night to date. By the end of the evening, around 8:30 as per usual, everyone was naked and almost everyone had orgasmed. After Dad had cum in Inez after Sandy, Nira, and Inez had all orgasmed on his cock, Carol started on his second erection, which got her off, as well as Liya, Andy, Gracey, and Heather, with Heather having a very quick starter orgasm and then a doozy that got Dad cumming with her. Brett and Jim formed a hit-and-run team that started with Char and pulled orgasms out of Char, Brit, Katie, Cera, and Celeste before Rache caused a hitch.

“I don’t ... I haven’t had sex with the girls. I don’t deserve getting double-teamed by you.”

Brett responded, “No particular pairings are required for LA membership. Rache, don’t be silly. Climb onto Jim in reverse cowgirl, and I’ll lick your lips and clit around him.”

“Oh, fuck! Really?”

Brett’s answer was plastering his mouth to hers while fondling her breasts and, after he pulled back, asking, “Have you ever been loved by two guys before?”

Of course, we all knew the answer to that question and that the question was designed to raise her libido to the point where she would quit objecting and allow them to take her to Nirvana. It was successful. So, successful, that our guys gave Rache her first triple-orgasm bout, as she barely bottomed out before the two began working on her again, with Jim playing with her breasts and Brett variably licking her crotch and kissing her mouth. However, they had a surprise for her for her third orgasm, as while she gently bounced on Jim and Brett endeavored to keep his mouth in contact with her pussy, Kim kissed her passionately, which got her pelvis to stop moving. That gave Brett more latitude with his mouth and Rache rocketed to Heaven, then passed out. Since everyone else was watching that, there were many comments expressed, both loudly and quietly.

As the evening broke up, Kim and Meka agreed to spend the night together in one of the J upstairs rooms, and Rhee and I turned in our birthday-present IOUs from Dad for nights together with him.

Rhee stated, “Moms, we’re both turning them in for the same night, as we’d like to spend our birthday nights together with him upstairs. You get a benefit, as we’re not keeping him from you for two nights.”

Sandy replied, “I didn’t and don’t have a problem with that, partly because that will probably mean that all nine of the family’s women will get orgasms from our guy in one evening. Holy hell, this is so much more and better than I could have imagined last summer!”

Carol added, “And what a helluva night this has been!”

Before she departed, I asked Liya to make sure that Padme and Kaira were next to each other in the big bed.

May 31, 2018 (Thursday)

Dear Ms. Diary,

Rhee and I joined our sisters for breakfast, with Meka asking as soon as we stepped into the J dining room, “How was it?”

“Fantastic, of course,” claimed Rhee. “How was Kim’s and your night? I assume that you managed to get each other off at least once each, which would mean that every Wednesday invitee got at least one orgasm last night. Yes?”

Kim answered, “More than one each, although Padme’s getting quite an earful this morning.”

Kaira beat Padme to commenting, asking, “Are ... or- ... orgasms really all that good?”