Chapter 249

July 16, 2018 (Monday)

Dear Ms. Diary,

Watermelon Mountain has gotten better since our first game with them. That, or both lineups were bad, today, and I’m sure we were not that. Or, we were impacted by the relatively high elevation. I suspect that our winning by only 6-2 was due to a combination of the first and third possibilities. Fortunately, we did not give up more goals than in the first game, but, like the first game, each lineup gave up a goal. The only teams that have previously held us under eight goals in games this year are Sarnia and Rattlesnake Springs, both non-league teams. Although we beat them by four goals, Watermelon is looking like the team we might meet in the league final, assuming we do not fall down on the job in the first game in that tournament.

At the end of the first half, I made a point of talking to their center half, a tall, strong girl named Nasinka Lankenua, who spoke with an obvious accent and who was the primary reason we managed only three goals.

“Hi, Nasinka. I’m Beth.” When she nodded at me, I said, “You guys have gotten better since we played last time, but some of that was that you didn’t play last time. You’re something of a terror on the pitch.”

She grinned and responded, “Thank you. I was ... hurt for that game.” She glanced over her shoulder, then added, “Your ... right striker seems even better. She ... embarrassed me on her goal.” She looked over her shoulder again, then finished with, “Of course, she also made our ... center back and goalie ... look like beginners. She’s very good.”

“I wouldn’t say she embarrassed you, as it looked to me like she barely got by you, but I’ll pass your compliment on. May I ask how old you are and where your accent comes from?”

“I am 14, and we’re from Kenya, although we’ve been here for many years.”

“I can tell. Your English is very good, but it sounds like there’s an English influence in your accent.”

“Yes, I went to a ... school when I was a young girl set up by the British. Many people have commented on my accent.”

“It sounds lovely. I wish I sounded like that, but I just sound like an American.”

She grinned, then said, “But I sound like a foreigner here, and that’s ... sometimes ... not good.”

“I’m sorry about that. Some Americans ... far too many ... look down on immigrants. We have an Ethiopian and a Tanzanian on our team, as well as single Palestinian and Indian girls. One of our coaches is from Brazil and three on the team, two players and a coach, are second- or third-generation immigrants from various places. Many of us like meeting girls on other teams from somewhere other than the US. I heard your accent during the game, so I wanted to introduce myself to you.”

Rhee walked up then, so I introduced her to Nasinka and vice-versa.

“Thank you. It was nice meeting you girls, but I better join the team.”

Rhee said, “It was very nice meeting you, Nasinka.”

On the way back to the visitors’ locker room, Rhee said, “She’s fucking good! She just about stopped me on my romp up the pitch. I think she slipped a bit, else the result might have been different.”

“She said you embarrassed her. I disagreed about that, but she did say that you made their center back and goalie look like beginners.”

“Hah. I will say that it was easier getting by their center back than Nasinka. I think I like that name. It’s certainly distinctive and I’ll probably remember it. She’s probably most of the reason Watermelon is such a better team than it was last year. Weren’t they ... something like ten and six last year?”

“I think it was something like that. If we beat them, they’ll be tied with New Paris at 10-2-1, and they drew each other in the first round. There’s a good chance we’ll play them again. Actually, we’re almost sure to play both of them in the tournament, since Springfield is the only other team above .500, and they’re only 7-6-1.”

“Gather ‘round!”

When we settled down, Coach stated, “That was a good, solid win against a very good team. Hands up. What was the difference in our game against them in the first round and this game? In case you don’t recall, we won 8-2 last time.”

When she was called on, Kanda stated, “That center half. I’m probably not quite correct, but Rhee is about the only one of us that beat her one-on-one. Why didn’t she play last time?”

I volunteered, “She was injured.”

Rathi said, “She’s incredibly good. I’m sure Coach and at least a few of us noticed that Rhee’s blitz up the middle was the only goal we got taking it up the middle. Look who scored, other than that: Civ, Zala, Crewe, Mia, and Padme.”

I added, “Also notice that the assisters were Marli on Rhee’s streak-slash-romp, me assisting Civ when I was well off to the left side, Civ on Zala’s run up the left side, and all of the Argon assists coming from their right half: first with Dakota’s then Crewe’s brace. That girl, Nasinka, covers a lot of ground and is very hard to beat. Oh, and I asked her: She’s only 14!”

“Wow,” Dakota remarked, “Watermelon might be the team to beat next year, so long as they don’t graduate too many of their starters.”

“Indeed,” responded Coach. “While their center half is very good, their whole team seems to have become at least a little bit better since our first meeting with them. We can expect to meet them in the league tournament, and we may want to gameplan for how to beat ... Nasinka or work around her.”

After Andy gave out Argon attagirls, Meka announced, “For her goal and two assists, today’s game ball goes to first-time winner, Emma Crewe!” After the cheering died down, she added, “Interestingly, Crewe is the 13^th to earn a game ball this season!”

Both vehicles stopped for lunch on the way home from Watermelon, so we did not get to the J until nearly 2:00. Since we had showered in the locker room in Watermelon and did not have anything we needed to do, we spent some time in the pool. We had dinner eaten and cleaned up and all but the young girls were in the A by 5:45. Belinda and Darren arrived at 5:57. A bit surprisingly, there were hugs all around, although none were naked hugs.

Belinda tentatively announced, “We ... umm ... we want to ... be real friends with you girls. Could we ... exchange ... full names and contact information?”

By way of answering, Heather stepped into Belinda, threw her arms around her, and kissed her hard ... and some of us wrapped those two in a scrum, although I stayed out of it, as I knew what Rhee was going to do if our ... new friends announced something like they did. Rhee stepped into Darren and, as she kissed him hard and pulled his pelvis hard into her with her hands on his ass cheeks, I stepped behind him and molded myself to his backside.

“Wow,” exclaimed Belinda as she and Heather broke off their kiss. “Our announcement was worth making just for that kiss!”

Heather grinned at her, then replied, “We really hoped you’d want to take a chance on us. We’ve decided that, although we don’t want to add new family members, we want to keep this friendship going and growing.”

“Great,” Darren exclaimed. “That’s what we want. We need to tell you that we understand that ... sex has become the primary way we ... interact with you girls. While we don’t want to give that interaction up, we’d like to, at least occasionally, do something social, but not sexual, with you. Could we do that?”

“Yes,” answered Meka. “We want that, too. While we don’t know how or why you came to that conclusion, and while we very much like that ... sexual aspect we have going, we’d hate for our friendship to be just sex.”

Brett added, “Except for the weekend after this one upcoming one, we won’t have any weekend days free until after the state soccer tournament on the second weekend of August.”

Belinda asked, “What about evenings during the week?”

Kath replied, “One or two of us have to work on many of them, but with sufficient notice, one or both of us could probably switch shifts in the store.”

“We certainly want to include you, because without your store, we wouldn’t be here, and we’re ... very happy we’re ... where we are, both physically and mentally.” She looked at Darren for a few moments, swallowed once, then stated, “I ... We don’t know that we want...” She breathed deeply once, then started again with, “We’re somewhat sure that we don’t want all of you being sexual with Darren or me, but we’re not sure enough to ... put that out of bounds. Could we ... Would you mind if we took it slowly ... probably very slowly ... in that vein?”

Lana answered, “Absolutely! While you have a wonderful guy, Belinda, we’re equally unsure whether we want there to be no lines among us or not. We’d like to see how things go for a while.”

Belinda exhaled long and slowly, then said, “I’ve really liked seeing Darren touching Heather and watching Rhee making him cum. I’m sure ... We’re both sure that we’d like Heather and Darren to have ... intercourse, and I’m sure that I’d like to watch my guy with Rhee. Everything else we’re ... unsure of, although the idea of him with another of your ... of the LA is at least somewhat exciting for both of us. However, Rhee, I want to clarify with you about ... your role on these evenings we do ... sexy stuff. Except for intercourse ... with anyone but Heather ... and you, you may ... hide his keys ... anywhere.” She had to talk more loudly over our response, saying, “Rhee ... and Darren has agreed explicitly to this, you control his ... activity ... whenEVER he is with you in safe situations like being here in this house. Oh, but that’s only if we exchange full contact information.”

There were a lot of deeply indrawn breaths at Belinda’s words, but Rhee cut them off by asking, “To be sure I understand you, you’re saying that in the safe situation you described, other than intercourse with one ... or more of us girls who aren’t Heather or me, I can have him do most anything I want him to do or have any one or more of us do things with him. That he is, for most intents, my sex slave. Is that what you’re saying?”

“Yes.” When all of us swiveled our heads to look at Darren, he clarified by saying, “Belinda has convinced me that she wants this. I’m ... more comfortable with this in the context of playing a role for her. Since she’s also convinced me that were she my ... sexual master, she would probably go fairly crazy with ... you girls with me. However, we ... would like to go ... at least as slowly as ... we’ve done so far.”

Rhee surveyed the LA slowly with her eyes and got nods from all of us, then asked, “Belinda, do you truly want to be subjected to seeing your guy nearly always naked with us ... in sexy-time?” When Belinda nodded enthusiastically, Rhee asked, “Do you truly want to ... test yourself by seeing ... over time ... various of us having sexy-time with him?”

“Yes, and that most of all. I want either to find my ... lines or ... find that I have no lines ... with you girls. I spent a lot of time last week thinking carefully about this. In fact, I was ... a little pre-occupied at work last week. However, while I’ve still not figured out why I want to look for my lines with you girls, I had trouble thinking of him with ... other ... girls. The ... typical jealousy rose with those thoughts, and I have no fucking clue what the real difference is, but it is real. I want to watch him have sex with you, with Heather, and, maybe, with one or more others of you.”

Heather responded, “Perhaps you believe us when we tell you that we don’t want to steal him. And we don’t. However, we’re more than willing to have of him whatever he and you, together, are willing to allow us to have. If that’s just Rhee and me getting one time each of intercourse with him, we accept that. If that’s he and you allowing us carte blanche with him ... Well, that would be interesting, because we’d want you to be able to watch him with... all of us in one night in some fashion.”

Belinda’s eyes went huge, and she asked, “You ... you’ve done ... that with ... your guy?”

“We’ve done that with our guys ... plural. And we’ve done it more than once with both of them. We love our guys, and some nights we really want to share completely.”

While Belinda stared wide-eyed at Heather, Darren quietly exclaimed, “Holy fuck!”

“However,” continued Heather, “some of us ... Actually, most of us require themselves to have somewhat strong feelings for a guy before she has sex with him. It need not be love, but it must be ... trending that direction, let’s say. If you and Darren were to agree, a few of us might well want to have intercourse with him tonight, now, while most of us would want to wait on that until they were more certain of their feelings.”

“Do I understand from what you said that you’d not need that strong of a connection?”

“I’d like a bit more build-up, but I could easily imagine having him inside me ... next week.”

Belinda shivered and Darren whispered, “Fuck.”

She finished with, “But, particularly since you’ve both essentially told us that intercourse is on the table for, at least, he and me, I’d like to push intercourse further into the future than next Monday ... unless I get just too fucking turned on and find the need to take him next week.”

Belinda shivered again, this time even harder, then she opened her eyes, stared straight into Heather’s, and stated, “Whenever you feel that need when we’re here, you do that.” Keeping her eyes on Heather’s, she added, “Rhee, that situation is one in which you do not have control over my guy or us. WhenEVER Darren and Heather are together on nights we do sexy stuff, Heather may take him whenever she wants. I fucking want to watch that, and I could probably watch that gobs of times!”

I glanced at Meka, and she seemed to read my mind and nodded at me, so I said, “Let’s cool down and do that trading of personal information.” As I unfolded, then handed Belinda a piece of paper, I told her, “We made up a list of our numbers headed by our address.”

We spent the next few minutes talking, giving out – in both directions – little details, including that “our family” owned the A. While Belinda again rounded her eyes and stared at us, Darren chuckled.

Celeste chuckled at his response then asked, “Would you two mind holding off on the sexy-time for a bit, so we can introduce you to the rest of the LA?”

“The rest?”

“We have four more sisters, but we also have a hard-and-fast cutoff of 14 for sexual activity, both in taking part and seeing it.”

“So, they’re all younger than 14?”

“Yes,” replied Meka, “but pleeeease don’t make the mistake of treating them like little girls. The three 12- and 13-year-olds are at least as mature as many, perhaps most high-school girls, and the even-younger girl would put most high-school freshmen to shame in that regard.”

“You’ve got me curious, now,” stated Belinda.

Meka texted the signal to all four of their phones, then looked up at our ... guests and said, “They’ll be here shortly.”

While we waited, the 22 of us (Jim was not feeling well, so he had stayed home) explained a little more about the LA to our guests. However, less than four minutes after Meka sent the text, the back door opened, and the young girls joined us in the living room ... with Civ carrying a large picture frame.

“What’s that,” Darren asked.

Mare answered, “That is another wonderful product of your sexy-time with our sisters. I’m supposed to tell you that we hope you don’t mind, but an identical photo is hanging in our living room.”

That was obviously Civ’s cue to turn the frame around so that Belinda and Darren could see it as she said, “This one is for you two, but we insist that you hang it on your wall.”

They were both dumbfounded for nearly a minute, then Belinda quietly said, “Holy Hell, that’s gorgeous, even if one of those butts is mine. That looks incredible, Rache, and we’ll certainly hang it.”

“Doesn’t it,” asked Taylor. “We all love it and ... we’re very happy to know the woman who has that other adorably cute butt.”

That got both of them looking at Taylor, and Darren managed enough gumption to ask, “You’re the youngest girl?”

Brett immediately said, as he placed his right hand on a shoulder of each girl in turn, “Belinda, Darren, please meet our youngest sisters, Civia Palecek, Maren Palecek, Padme Fahrad, and Taylor Abernathy. Taylor, Padme, Mare, and Civ, these are our new friends, Belinda Bradley and Darren Terwilliger.”

Mare said, “It’s great to meet you two. We’re really glad that you agreed to be ... real friends with us, as we’ve been dying to meet you, and only partly because parts of one or both of you are in photos hanging on our living-room walls.”

“I thought they said that you girls weren’t involved with the...”

“The sex?” When he nodded, Civ stated, “We aren’t, but we know of it. We know our sisters have lots of sex with each other and that Heather and Rhee have been doing some sexy-time with you two.”

Mare added, “They don’t give us details, but our sisters don’t hide big things like that from us. They ... love sex, and they have a lot of it, judging from how often they banish us upstairs. Of course, even when we’re in the attic, three floors above them, if Heather has one of her best orgasms, we can still hear her, although only faintly.”

Belinda asked, “And you don’t mind?”

Civ frowned, then answered, “We don’t mind that they do, but we wish our rules allowed us to at least see some of it. Mare and I are looking forward to being included when I turn 14.”

“Is that soon?”

Civ shook her head and said, “Next November. That is, not this November.”

Both of them stared in incredulity at her, and Darren asked, “You’re only 12?” When she nodded, he said, “You’re almost as tall as I am.”

“My dad’s 6’3” and my mom’s 5’9”, so I’m probably not finished growing.”

Belinda said, “Your ... sisters say that you’re all very mature for your age. We infer what they’ve said about you two that you’re ... okay with them having ... What did you call it?”

Taylor answered, “We call it ‘sexy-time.’ As Civ said, our sisters have sexy-time lots. Civ and Mare are really interested in sexy-time, now. Padme isn’t, yet, but I’m beginning to ... wonder about it. Mom says that sexy-time with the right people can be incredibly good, so I suspect I’ll really like it when I get older.”

“She said it exactly like that? That is, in the plural sense of ‘with the right people?’”

“Oh, sure. Mom says she’s had her best-ever sex here in the LA, and she said it was the best by a lot. She loves that she can have sexy-time with ... everyone or anyone other than us young girls. She loves that we have two really pretty guys and lots and lots of pretty girls.” She turned to me and asked, “Do you think Darren is a really pretty guy?”

My face went pink, but I kept my head up and looked her in the eye when I answered, “He is, and Belinda is crazy in love with him. And she’s crazy in the same way we’re crazy in love with our guys. We know they’re pretty on the outside, but like our guys, Belinda’s guy is also pretty on the inside, and that’s the most important side.”

Belinda stepped over to me and hugged me, saying, “You said that exactly right.” While our arms were still around each other, she turned her head to Taylor and added, “While I was attracted to Darren because he was so pretty on the outside, I fell in love with him because he’s even prettier on the inside.”

Taylor looked into Belinda’s eyes and said, “That’s good. But Mom also said that not very many people, guys or girls, are comfortable with sharing lovers with others, but you must be like our sisters since, from what little we know, you’re sharing your guy at least a little with our sisters.”

Belinda looked at me and said, “You were not kidding about their maturity.” As I nodded, she looked back at Taylor and responded, “I am sharing my guy a little with some of your sisters. Does that bother you?” When Taylor shook her head hard, Belinda added, “Do your ... sisters tell you why ... we’re sharing?”

“Not ... much. Heather said that you’re trying to understand fully how you feel about Darren before you marry him. Is that right?”

“It is. Do you understand why?”

Taylor nodded and said, “I think so. Heather said you want to ... understand yourself better before you marry him. She said that...” She swiveled her head to Heather and asked, “May I tell them what you said?” When Heather nodded, Taylor told Belinda, “She said that you being comfortable with your guy around other ... as she said, ‘cute, little girls’ like Heather would help ... eliminate at least one ... source of ... con- ... contention in your relationship.”

Belinda again looked at me, then said, “I think you undersold ... Taylor’s maturity. I doubt I could have said something like that so comfortably to an adult when I was even 16, much less ... How old are you, Taylor?”

“Ten.”

“Holy-y-y-y ... Wow! I think you’re amazing, Taylor. I couldn’t have handled this conversation when I was 16, much less when I was only ten.”

Taylor blushed and ducked her head a little, but then picked it up and thanked Belinda for her words.

“Wow, Girl. Just wow.”

“My mom’s been willing to teach me more since we moved in here, and the other young girls help me understand what they already know. Some of that is stuff about sex, but only my mom tells me any kind of details or how various ... things are done. But my ... sisters are allowed to tell me some stuff about sex, but they teach me a lot about a lot more other stuff. It’s been so much better since we moved here, because my new sisters teach me lots of cool stuff, including about that picture we brought you. Rache and Lana have explained to the four of us some stuff about photography. You know, details, like depth of field, and f-stops, and stuff like that. We get to learn as much as we want here, and we have all these wonderful older sisters to teach us lots and lots of stuff!”

Belinda stared at Taylor for a bit, then said, “If I knew I could find myself in exactly the same place I am now, I’d wish that I could be here in your place at your age, because I think I’d have enjoyed my childhood more than I did.”

“The girls said that if you agreed to be real friends, with last names and addresses and stuff, that they’d like to be long-term friends with you and Darren. They say that they’ve enjoyed the sexy-time, but they’ve also liked learning about you two, what you’re like and what you like. These girls make it really easy to be their friends. I ... hope you find that to be true.”

“I think we will. At least, we’ve agreed to try to have a friendship as well as some sexy-time.”

“Heather, strip me naked.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

As Heather was removing Belinda’s clothing, which did not take long as our friend was wearing only two items, she asked, “How do you feel being naked in front of our guy?”

“I think I’m coming to like it. I’m still a bit nervous, but I’m liking the ... freedom I feel when I’m naked in front of your family. And... [she looked at Darren as she finished] ... I’m loving sharing the sight of my naked guy with you girls. So far, that’s the best part of all this.”

Darren rolled his eyes at her, then said, “I’ve found that part to be very enjoyable, too.”

Almost immediately, Rhee stepped into Darren, put her hands on his ass, and pulled him into her, and as she moved his pelvis against her began kissing him enthusiastically. When Belinda was naked, she stepped over and watched Rhee and Darren writhe together with wide eyes.

When Rhee pulled her head back from Darren’s, she said, “Heather, come strip my guy here.”

Belinda almost wailed, “Oh, Gawwwwwddd.”

Rhee added, “And be very handsy with him...” Belinda moaned at that, after which Rhee finished with, “And be a bit mouthy, too, if you know what I mean.”

“I love you, Rhee. I know precisely what you mean,” Heather replied as she lifted his shirt up and off him.

When Heather began kissing on his back, Rhee began rubbing his hands over his chest while kissing his chest around her hands.

Lana said, “Excuse me, Belinda, but I need that spot to get this photo. If you want to kneel so you can watch from close range as Heather bares ... Rhee’s guy’s cock, feel free, but I need the space your torso and head are in.”

“Oh, fu-uccckk. Rhee, I ... I guess he is your guy when we’re here. Oh, holy Hell. I hope you’ll share a bit with me.”

“Are you sure, Belinda,” asked Rhee, “that you’re willing to share ... parts of... our guy with all of my female sisters?”

Right after Belinda’s long groan and as Rhee moved her feet back a bit to allow Heather room between Darren and her, Rhee said, “Make sure you get our guy’s cock in your mouth as soon as it’s available, Heather.”

“Fu-ucckk!”

Darren’s short – he was wearing no undies – was around his knees when Heather licked his cockhead all over, then moved it into her mouth ... as Rache’s camera reeled off a few photos.

Lana said, “Rhee, please kneel behind ... No, stand behind Heather and lean over her so your hair hides at least the left side of her face, but please allow me to see her mouth and nose.”

While Belinda gave out various grunts and groans as she watched Heather fellate her guy, Rhee seemed to understand and let the left side of her hair dangle between Lana’s camera and Heather’s cockhead-filled mouth. Belinda moaned out long and low with that.

But then Rache said, “Lana, I’m stealing Rhee. Rhee, please do that to the right side of Heather’s face.”

Rhee stood, flipped her hair around, then leaned over, and Rache took a bunch of photos. I couldn’t see Belinda’s face, but I suspected that Rache was capturing some sort of amazed look on Belinda’s face as she watched Heather suck her guy. When she told Heather and Rhee that she got what she wanted, Heather pulled off Darren’s cock and looked at Belinda and licked her lips.

Belinda surprised all of us by lunging between Darren and Rhee and pasting her mouth to Heather’s. Heather was in a position more stable than Belinda’s, so she put her left arm around Belinda’s head and held it against hers, their mouths tangoing.

Rhee surprised us as we were engrossed watching the kiss by saying, “Darren, strip me naked.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. Yes! She’s your Mistress. Oh, she’s our Mistress, Darren. Oh, holy fuck!”

“Belinda, trade places with Heather. Darren, once you get me...”

Rhee stopped talking as he lifted her T off her, then knelt and pushed her short down her legs and encouraged Rhee to step out of it, thus making Rhee naked.

As Rhee knelt on Belinda’s other side, she ordered, “Heather, Belinda, the three of us are going to pass our guy’s cock among us until he cums.”

Belinda gave out a long squeal at Rhee’s words as Heather took the first turn.

Rache said, “Lana, let me have the place behind Belinda. I’m taller and can probably get a better angle.”

“Okay. I’ll move to the other side and...”

She stopped talking, but what she was going to say became obvious as she got on her back on the floor, put her head on the floor between Darren’s feet, and began taking photos from directly below his super-hard cock.

By the time Belinda was on her second turn with Darren’s cock in her mouth, Darren was groaning.

She pulled away and said, “Rhee, take a quick turn. I’d like him to cum in Heather’s mouth. Heather, please feed it to me like Rhee did last week.”

While Lana continued to take the occasional photo from between Darren’s legs, she said, “I’ve got a post-orgasm idea.”

“Okay. Set it up when you want,” responded Rache.

Heather had Darren’s cockhead in her mouth for less than a minute when he began zooming up the Stairway, then grunting out what seemed like a spectacular orgasm, his groans mixing with Belinda’s squeals as Heather collected his semen. When he was done, Heather and Belinda leaned toward each other as Darren wobbled a bit, then Belinda began swallowing her guy’s cum from Heather’s mouth.

When Belinda could speak, she quietly panted out, “Why ... is getting his cum from one of you two so much better than getting it directly?”

Rhee answered, “Because you fucking love watching us make our guy cum. Because you fucking love getting his cum from our mouths. Belinda, I can see into the near-term future as you’re sucking our guy’s cum out of us after he deposits it in our pussies.”

Belinda let her back fall to the floor, after which she looked up at Rhee and said, “Do ... Please, Mistress, do that.”

“I will, Belinda. You’ll get to eat our guy’s cum from our pussies. For the foreseeable future, Belinda, you’re going to get to watch Heather and me having sex of various sorts with this guy, who is mine when he’s here. Who is mine to share as I wish when he’s here ... or when I’m with him ... anywhere.”