Chapter 68

September 27, 2017

Dear Ms. Diary,

[Written September 28]

After practice, dinner, and homework, the five of us returned downstairs in prep for taking Gracey and Dad to the García house. We found Dad and the Moms on the Monstrosity, Dad naked, the Moms wearing shirts and skirts. The Moms were commando: Sandy was riding Dad’s cock, while Carol was just starting up the Stairway on Dad’s face. Carol’s ascent seemed to encourage Sandy’s, and the two of them quickly peaked in nice, little orgasms, both facing us.

After a minute or so, Carol said, “Ah, that was a lovely, two-orgasm post-prandial diversion. This life is magnificent, and I owe much of its magnificence to you girls. And, Charlie, of course. What a lover! He managed to get both of us off in both positions yet saving his first cum of the night for Gracey while we watch them in her bed. This is f ... simply magnificent!”

Sandy chimed in with, “Indeed. I love Our Man so much. I loved watching you, Liya, with Charlie in your bed and I’m going to love watching him with you, Gracey, in yours. I will cherish this week for the rest of my life.”

During that, Carol dismounted from his face, after which Dad slowly shook his head in amazement at Moms’ words.

“Despite that I have come to understand that my wives actually want this, I am still amazed every so often. My previous lives must have been spent saving puppies and lost children.”

“Mine, too,” responded Gracey. “I’ve got the best sister-friend-lovers, four great moms, and an incredible hunk of a father-lover. It’s hard to imagine my life being any better. Now that you’re done with your wives, my father-lover, you need to get me naked so we can go make love in the Sprinter.”

“If you can wait a minute or so, we can clean him up for you?”

Gracey shook her head emphatically. “No! I look at this as symbolic. I would not be having this night without the agreement and interest of Dad and you two Moms. I find it right that I will shortly have some of all three of you in me.”

We girls looked at her incredulously, as did the parents.

“I know that I was the somewhat squeamish one, but I am going to put Our Man’s wonderful cock in me as soon as I can get it there in the Sprinter and I want some of the essence of his two wives along with his cock. I just wish that one of my sisters could drive so that I could have the Moms on either side of me in the Sprinter while I bury their husband’s cock in my pussy.”

Time stood still. I do not know for how long [oxymoronic much?], it seemed as if none of us breathed, blinked, or believed our ears. Liya recovered first.

“Who are you and what did you do with the shy Gracey? The quiet Gracey? The original Gracey? Oh, I loved that Gracey, but I am head-over-heels for this Gracey. This demonstrative Gracey. This confident Gracey. This Gracey is, excuse my French, so fucking alluring ... wonderful! I am madly in love with you, Gracey!”

Liya teleported to Gracey, wrapped her in her arms, and kissed her enthusiastically; Gracey kissed back.

Sandy let it go on for a few seconds, then said, “I agree with Liya’s primary sentiment, that this new Gracey is incredible. Our Man has had similar sentiments about this Gracey. He has been charged up all week in anticipation of sharing a night with her in her own bed. This Gracey is, excuse my French, fucking sexy as hell!

She looked around the family, then said, “With Charlie’s permission, I share with you, Liya and Gracey, something that happened in our bed last night. Last night, he spent individual nights with both of you, together, in your respective beds. He was a madman and fucked, sexed, and loved Carol and me into oblivion. Despite that both of you have, in the past, considered yourselves not all that attractive, you both turn Charlie on something fierce. If it would be possible to arrange, Carol and I would be more than fine with him spending the night with both of you, together, in your respective personal beds. One night in each bed.”

For the second time tonight, four of us girls were dumbfounded. I moved my eyes, my wide eyes, from Sandy to Carol to Liya to Gracey and back, again and again, until Gracey responded.

“Rhee’s September night is tomorrow night. My mom ... Oh. Ohhhh. No, that wouldn’t be fair. Rhee still needs to have her scheduled September night. My mom will be home on Sunday night, so that night wouldn’t work for either house, as I’m sure she’ll check on Liya’s house at some point. Some unpredictable point. That would mean that Liya and I would have to have Friday and Saturday nights with him at our respective houses.”

“Are you saying that you don’t want that,” Carol asked.

“No. That’s not ... Wait. Is that what you two are suggesting? That you’d have him in your bed only one night this week? Last night?”

“As you said,” replied Sandy, “Any nights spent in your houses with Charlie would have to be this week. Are you saying that you and Liya are not interested in this?”

“Hell no,” exclaimed Liya. “We’re definitely interested! However, that would mean that we’d have him for both nights of a weekend. We would probably want to keep him in the intervening hours between nights.”

“What’s wrong with that,” Sandy asked.

“Oh, f-f-f-f-f! Oh, god! You two actually want Charlie to spend a weekend with us? In our houses?”

“Well,” Carol replied, “how else would you be able to have him in as many rooms as possible before such becomes impossible without the direct consent of one or more of your moms?”

Liya released Gracey and, in a flash, was hugging and seriously kissing Carol. After 30 seconds or so, she did the same with Sandy. At that point, she turned a frown to us.

“Wait. Won’t Civia be here on Friday and her parents here on Saturday?”

“Ah, no,” Sandy replied. “Jeff called today and said that Civia’s grandmother, her mother’s mother, is in the hospital, so they would be gone all weekend. I suggested that we’d love to have her, and them, the next weekend.”

“Poor Civia. I hope her grandma will be all right. Did Mr. Palecek say anything about why she was in the hospital?”

“No, and I didn’t ask.”

“Thanks. We’ll talk to Civia tomorrow.”

After that, she went back to Gracey, grabbed her hand, and stepped them over to Dad.

Somewhat abashedly, she asked, “Dad would you spend the weekend with Gracey and me in our houses?

“I would love that.”

The two of them wrapped Dad between them. Liya kissed all over the right side of his face, while Gracey tucked her head onto his left shoulder and began quietly crying. Liya moved her attention to Gracey, rubbing her back for a few seconds. She then pulled her arms to herself and turned nearly 180 degrees to look at us three and opened her mouth. I interrupted her.

“No! No. We’ll have our chances, our turns. This opportunity has a short expiration date. You need to take advantage of it. Don’t forget the kitchen tables.”

There was much chuckling, though none came from them. Liya’s eyes moved to Rhee and Heather.

Heather’s “Beth’s right” and Rhee’s “Beth’s bang on” overlapped, and Liya’s weight fell back into Dad. She began crying, rotated within Dad’s right arm and Gracey’s left arm and cried on Dad’s right shoulder. Though Gracey was still emotional, she had stopped crying.

“Liya, Love. Do we have the best sisters ever, or what?”

Eventually, everything got organized. Dad stripped Gracey, who a bit later got a little emotional again as a result of Dad asking to put his clothes for tomorrow in Gracey’s gym bag.

“Dad, you don’t have to ask. You’re my dad and my only male lover. I have given you permission to have me whenever and wherever you want. A set of clothes in my gym bag is peanuts relative to that.”

Sandy interrupted, saying, “Charlie, Love, perhaps you should take your Go bag and leave it at Gracey’s house for the weekend.”

Both Gracey and Liya wheeled to stare at Mom, then both enveloped her, sniffling.

Liya looked in Sandy’s eyes, saying, “I know that I’ve asked this before, but I still find this amazing. Do you really want him to have us and us to have him?”

“Yes, Dear Liya. I love the idea of all of us sharing him and I absolutely love the actuality of him having loving, sexual relationships with you girls. Just the imagination and role-playing last night was incredibly wonderful. I was not exaggerating. He literally loved us both into oblivion after some uncountable number of orgasms between the two of us. It’s a bit hazy, but I’m pretty sure that he had at least three. That was glorious! I’m positive that Carol and I will be fine this weekend sending each other into a tizzy with imagining how and what you three are doing. Our weekend might well be as sex-filled as I expect your weekend to be. Please leave at least something for us for Sunday night. We’ll definitely be ready to have him back.”

Dad and Gracey followed Carol to the second bench seat. As she stated she would, Gracey impaled herself on Dad as soon as he was seated. Gracey’s house has a driveway into the back yard, which is ringed with shrubby vegetation, so we didn’t have to screen our two naked family members as they walked from the Sprinter to the back door.

“Dad, could we have sex here on the stoop in some way for a couple minutes?”

Before Dad could respond, Liya whispered intently, “You go, Girl! I’m so proud of you!”

Dad nodded, placed Gracey against the back door, used the leverage of her back on the door to lift her up, wrap her legs around him, and insert himself into her. He slowly stroked into her for about a minute, then Gracey asked to be put down. Liya unlocked the door, and we all stepped into the kitchen.

“Sandy-Mom, I’d like to ask for a modification of your demand.”

“What do you have in mind?”

“I’d like the whole family to be nude while you’re in this house this evening.”

Sandy looked at Carol, who grinned.

“Carol, Beth, please continue videoing while the rest of us get undressed, then two of us can video while you two shuck your clothes.”

Shortly thereafter, we were all naked in Gracey’s kitchen when she said, “Sandy-Mom, I have one more modification request.” When Sandy just nodded at her, she said, “Before Dad and I fulfill your demand regarding my bedroom, I’d like Dad to have his cock in each of us in different rooms. We just happen to have seven rooms in the house.”

Sandy wrapped Gracey in a tight embrace, saying, “What a wonderful idea. Thank you, Gracey!”

“Since Liya and I are going to get something on Beth, Rhee, and Heather, I’d like each of them to pick the room in which they have Dad. Hopefully, they won’t all want the same room.”

I turned to Rhee to say something to her, but she cut me off.

“No, you get first pick. You’ve known Gracey longer than I have.”

“Rhee, it’s only a couple days longer,” I responded exasperatedly.

“Doesn’t matter. You pick.”

I grimaced slightly at Rhee, then turned to Dad.

“You and I both like kitchens, so ... here?”

Gracey stepped on Dad’s response to me, saying, “Yes. Please, use the table. Before you object Beth, Liya and I will have 36 hours or so to get pounded on the kitchen table. I have no problem with you getting him there first. As long as Dad agrees, of course.”

There was much chuckling.

“How do you want me, Dad?”

“In all ways, Beth. In all ways. However, I’d like to see your face this time, so on your back?”

I climbed onto the hardwood table and laid back with my crotch at the table’s edge. Dad, whose cock was fully erect and red, held my legs up and slowly entered my pussy. I was quite wet, so he slid in easily. Although he spent over two minutes in me, he spent only the last half-minute or so pounding me. I managed to have him stop so we could get to everyone before it got too late. Rhee picked the living room and Heather picked the bathroom, which is upstairs. So, Dad did Rhee in the living room on the couch, then Liya in the dining room, on the table (of course).

We moved upstairs, where Dad sexed Heather in the shower, with Dad holding her back against the shower’s wall while he put it to her quite aggressively. Of course, Heather started up the Stairway shortly before Dad would have stopped, so he kept going and got her a quiet, squealing orgasm. He sexed Carol in the spare bedroom. After that, we all moved to Inez’s bedroom, where Sandy put on a show.

“Charlie Williams,” she said, “you have been having sex with my Gracey. As Nira and I told you, I’m fine with that. However, I want my chance with you, so you’re going to fuck my pussy hard in my bed before I let you have your way with my daughter in her bed. And you better treat my Gracey right and give her a good orgasm as well as your cum!”

Dad obviously caught on immediately, as he played along nicely.

“Inez, it’s a good thing that Sandy is here, as she really wants to watch me make love with you. I think that if it were up to her, she’d want both you and Nira involved in our family sex. I’m not really sure how my second wife would feel about that, but I’m sure that Sandy would be very happy having you two with me frequently.”

Sandy responded, “Inez, I would love it if you and Nira would join us.”

Staying in the game, Mom responded as Inez, “We’re in, Sandy. You’ve got the hottest and most wonderful man, and Nira and I both want him, even if we have to share with our daughters.” Sandy about lost it after that, leaping onto the bed on her back, spreading her legs, and saying, “Charlie, take me now, hard, then go make my Gracey cum hard.”

I looked at my sisters, then Dad and Carol. Rhee’s, Liya’s, and Heather’s eyes were all huge, Dad rolled his eyes, and he and Carol grinned at each other. He climbed aboard the faux Inez and went straight to pounding her. Mom had obviously worked herself into a frenzy during the role-playing and began climbing her Stairway not much more than a minute in. Dad pounded her into a loud-for-her squealing orgasm, one that left her conscious, but not really with us. Of course, that meant that we had to wait for her to rejoin this universe before Gracey and Dad could have their initial session in Gracey’s bed.

Dad started slowly with Gracey, but it seemed that this whole show of hers in the house had gotten her on edge. She began ramping toward orgasm almost immediately. Probably because of the interval of waiting for Mom to become coherent, Dad had come down quite a bit. As he told us all later, when Gracey began heading to the stars, he decided to make Gracey go over quickly, then try to make her cum again, when he was ready. Gracey is usually the most sedate of us in orgasm, but her second, with Dad obviously peaking, too, was, for her, a real screamer.

After she had come back down to Earth, with Dad working hard to stay inside her, she said, “Sex Slave, clean us both as soon as your Master pulls out of me.”

“Yes, Mistress Gracey. Thank you, Mistress Gracey!”

After the cleaning was done, we all trooped downstairs and into the kitchen to don our clothes.

Once she was dressed, Mom said, “Gracey, that was a wonderful idea. Thank you for it. That was so fun. So-o-o-o-o good!”

“Sandy-Mom, would you really want Liya’s and my moms involved with Charlie ... with the family?”

Mom glanced at Dad and Carol, then replied, “If they wanted in, I would be fine with that, but that’s just me. Additions have to have universal approval, and I’m fine with having that as a fantasy ... one of my favorite fantasies ... of watching Charlie with all of the possible mother-daughter pairs. That orgasm I had in Inez’s bed was spectacular. Are you sure you don’t want me to deal with the linens?”

“Thanks, Mom, but no. Liya and I can deal with all of them together on Sunday. We may go through multiple sets of sheets ... on all three beds this weekend with your husband.”

Sandy immediately enveloped Gracey and said, “I really like it when you and Liya say things like that. It shivers my pussy. I am looking forward to imagining what you three are doing in your two houses.”

September 28, 2017

Unfortunately, after getting to bed late, I woke up stupid early, again, so let my sisters sleep while I caught up on the diary.

We got on the bus 20 minutes after the start of 7^th Bell for the trip to Springfield. Coach had her assistants and the captains meet with her in the back of the bus, where she reminded us of our strategy for the game. Since Springfield seems to have a very good front line, with two seniors and a junior, Coach decided that our offensive strategy would be a primarily defensive one, relying on counterattacks. She had smiled ruefully yesterday at practice when she said that we’d use the 3-2-4-1 formation that we had fallen into in Monday’s practice. She also moved Rhee back to join me and put Heather up front as our only striker. She did that because Heather is our fastest attacker, and Coach wanted her up front for streaking. Rhee and I would be twin 10s, that is, O quarterbacks. The other reason that Coach pulled Rhee back was for her strong D skills, which, she noted, would probably leave me as the only quarterback at times. Katie and Gracey would be twin 6s, or pivots, with their primary duties being defensive, but still being the connection between the back line and the O.

The first half ended scoreless. Hope had yet to make a save and Springfield had gotten only a single shot off. The ball stayed in the middle half of the field for much of the time, but we had mounted one good counterattack that was stymied by their left back sliding in at the last second and blocking Jules’ shot at the empty right side of the net shortly after she struck it. There were two unfortunate results of that, the first being that the ball caromed to their left half, who quickly booted it out of bounds. The other was that their left back could not continue, with what looked like it would be a deep thigh bruise.

“Settle.”

Coach looked around at us one-by-one in the visiting team’s locker room.

“That was a very good job. I particularly want to single out Rose’s superb play at center back when we gave Shameka a breather. Nicole also did a good job during Gracey’s breather. Because we’re focusing on the D, I’ll continue to give our D breathers, so Susanna, Smythe, and Abigail will be giving Katie, Rachel, and Kim breathers in the second half. Marla, you’re starting the second half at center back. Don’t try to be a hero, just play good, solid D. I’ll sub Shameka back in somewhere around the 15- or 20-minute marks. Liya, please take notice and help me keep track of that. Civia, please keep your eyes on their D. Find us a hole to exploit. Assuming that we don’t fall apart in the second half, I will try to get most of the rest of you in the game.

About sixteen minutes into the second half, the game still scoreless, Shameka replaced Marla, and Makayla and Addiah gave Heather and me, respectively, breathers. Heather and I joined Civia in watching the details of our O and Springfield’s D.