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Beth

Copyright© 2019 by Bronte Follower

Chapter 66

Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 66 - 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  

September 20, 2017

Dear Ms. Diary,

Practice today was good, with our O showing a bit of snap, scoring two goals on the starting back line. I think we have figured out how to use Jess’s skills in the new formation. She and Rhee pulled off a great combo for one of our goals, with Rhee making a spectacular drop for Jess who came streaking in from the left and popping the ball past Hope. Coach had Civia fill in for Rhee for a bit and she managed our other goal, off the 270-degree move that she’d learned from Heather and using an outside-right bend that she’d polished with Heather’s help.

We girls had a quiet evening after the past few, sex-filled days. I caught up on the diary, we all did homework, then spent an hour or so talking, building our relationship, discussing possible futures. We also talked a bit about Civia. We agreed that as much as we would love to have her on the high-school team with us for the three years after this, we thought that she would be better served by getting involved with the national team’s prep system. We agreed that we needed to ask Coach about that, and I was elected. After I finish this, we are going to bed. My wives say, “hi,” Ms. Diary.

September 22, 2017

Dear Ms. Diary,

I woke abnormally early this morning, so caught up on diary entries and let my wives sleep.

Yesterday was long, given the hour-and-a-half drive back from the game at Baskerville, a drive made worse by the loss we suffered there. The bus was quiet as we all seemed to ponder what went wrong. Rhee managed an 87th-minute goal, but that only kept us from being shut out. Baskerville got a goal off a free kick outside the box, but their other goal was the result of a superb long pass to their streaking striker who got the jump on Shameka. On the plus side, we held them scoreless in the second half. I think Shameka was pissed; she was a demon – more so than usual – in that second half. This team really is in a very different situation than the premier team was. We have had little chance to get backups into either game. Despite that I never liked not playing, I did very much enjoy the premier team’s top-to-bottom camaraderie, particularly in the second half of the season when we were getting the backups huge gobs of game time. If the team is going to succeed next year, we need to get the defensive backups game time. So far, Shameka, Kim, Katie, and Gracey have played every minute and Rachel has been off the field for only five minutes or so.

[Added later]

Practice today started subdued, but Rhee got everyone laughing during rondo when she depantsed Shameka when they were both in the middle. Someone needed to fill in for Lana, who would probably have been on the team had she not moved to California, and I was very happy to see Rhee step up. Coach quietly thanked Rhee at the end of practice. Contrary to the original plan, Coach had us scrimmage again. Whether we O members were pissed at our showing yesterday, I don’t know, but we mostly sparkled, netting four goals in an hour, although one was a bomb that Rhee booted from midfield when she caught Hope too far upfield.

Nira and Inez brought Gracey, Liya, and Civia to the house for the start of the two weeks that Gracey and Liya will be here; Civia is here for the initial night. We girls will be on our own, as Dad and the Moms will be sleeping at the Devlin house tonight. We delayed dinner to go to Granny Brown’s with everyone after the others arrived shortly after 7. It was very enjoyable. Nira was a hoot, making us all laugh a lot. She also told us what she’d be doing for the next two weeks and explained to Civia some of the basics of what she does, her particular sphere of interest in cosmology. Civia was quite impressed.

Many tears were shed when we returned to the house and Inez and Nira parted from their respective daughters. As Dad and the Moms had parted from us at the restaurant, as soon as we had locked the door behind Gracey’s and Liya’s moms, Heather stripped off, with Liya and Civia not far behind.

“I’ve so much been looking forward to tonight,” Civia said once she was naked. “While I’ve really come to like the freedom that I feel when nude, even more, I really like being with my best-ever friends; the combination is wonderful.”

Once she was naked, Gracey hugged Civia and said, “We really like you being with us, too.” She disengaged from Civia and turned, saying, “What’s on the agenda tonight?”

“I don’t know that we have a plan,” Rhee said. “How about Civia suggesting something?”

Civia looked at her with glowing eyes and said, “Thanks. Could we play a game of some sort?”

“How about Twister,” Gracey suggested.

“I’ve heard of that, but never played it,” Civia responded.

“It’s decided, then,” said Liya. “I’ll get it if you others will rearrange the living room.”

We had a great evening. We played three rounds of Twister, and Rhee, Heather, and I subtly took the marshall job once each so that Civia could enjoy being on the mat for all games. While she didn’t win any of the games, she was smiling and laughing throughout. After Twister, we started playing the YouTube game, but one of the videos caused a long discussion to break out that then led to other topics and we wound up spending a couple of hours just talking.

When various of us began yawning, Rhee said, “It seems like it’s bedtime.”

“Yeah, I’m getting pretty tired,” responded Civia. “I have a request, though. I know it’s my turn to be with Gracey and Liya, but I was wondering – and not because I don’t want to spend the night with you two – if for tonight and future sleepovers if we could randomize. I’d like to be able to sleep with all the possible combinations, although I get an outside slot when I’m with Rhee and Gracey.”

She followed that with a smirk at Rhee.

“I like it,” Liya responded. “I can do the randomizing, but I want to point out how comfortable Civia has gotten with us, with nudity, and, now, with sleeping nude with her friends. I really like it and I really like that Civia is one of the gang. I’m really glad that you could be here for this first night of our long stay, Civia.”

“Thanks,” Civia responded a bit bashfully. “I’m very glad I’m here. Tonight was a lot of fun. Twister was fun, really fun, but the talking was even more fun. It’s so enjoyable having discussions with other girls that have brains.”

“That’s how Liya became involved with me, then with Beth and Rhee. She was in a couple of my classes, where she was standoffish and a bit angry. She made mistakes every so often by letting her obvious high-class brain be apparent, so I took a chance on trying to make friends with her, and here she is. It seems obvious to me that intelligence attracts intelligence, and here we all are.”

During Gracey’s expostulation, Liya ran her random spreadsheet and announced after Gracey was done, “In one room are Heather, Beth, and Liya. Looks like you’ve got an outside slot tonight, Civia!”

There was much snickering.

“And, no,” Liya added, “I didn’t rig it.”

In bed, Heather said, “I like this random thing. I’ve never slept with just you two. I’d like to do this more often.”

“I agree,” Liya replied. “This also seems to me to be yet another clue that ... How do I say this? We’re definitely the Go6, now, but there’s still the Go5 subset that has a sexual component. Anyway, this seems another clue that the Go5 is getting to be less...” She frowned, then said, “The lines are blurring, big time, between the Beth-Rhee-Heather trio and the Gracey-Liya duo. I find that I also like that. Gracey and I have talked about this and, somewhat surprisingly, we agree. She and I are both fine with the other having sex with any members of our family even in the absence of one of us. We’ve tried to figure out why we’re not jealous in that situation when we can both imagine being pissed as hell if the other were to have sex with someone outside the family.”

“Beth, since this seems like an opening, do you want to tackle this,” asked Heather.

“Okay. When Rhee and I first began having sex with Heather, which was only a few days after she began hanging with us, Rhee and I had a heart-to-heart and decided that neither of us would have sex with Heather if the other wasn’t present. As it became obvious to us that Heather really was part of us, that restriction went by the wayside. After the weekend sleepover that included sex, she and I decided we would put in place the same restriction concerning you and Gracey. After Heather was firmly a part of Rhee and me, sex started to be a more regular and certainly a more looked-for part of our five-girl sisterhood. The three of us have not talked much about the widespread sharing but have come to a de facto agreement that sex within the sisterhood has no limits.

“I know that we all agreed that we girls would not initiate sex with Dad unless all five of us were present. The three of us have to admit that that agreement slipped our minds once or twice, although most of the sex we’ve had with Dad without you two here has been initiated by Dad or the Moms and Dad. We feel a bit ashamed and hope that you and Gracey won’t be mad.”

Liya shook her head violently and said, “No. Gracey and I talked about this and we decided that we would not blame you if you did initiate sex with Dad. It’s just too freaking tantalizing. I find it hard enough to resist and I’m around him much less than you three are. I know that I’d slip were I around him every day. Obviously, for most of the next seven months, that will be a non-problem.

“I want to get back to the five of us. This week was a good example of what I want to talk about, and I want all five of us involved at some point, but this gives me a good chance to clarify in my own mind what it is I want to say and how to say it. This week, as I looked to the weekend, I fantasized quite a bit about spending time with Dad. However, I also spent no little time thinking about sex with you three, together and as singles. Gracey and I talked briefly on this topic last night and I was, once again, surprised at how tightly our thoughts on the subject mesh. As for you three, we think of ourselves as a unit, but only somewhat differentiated from the three of you. We can both easily imagine the five of us living together with no interpersonal boundaries on the sex. I don’t know if we really want that living situation as a permanent thing and I suspect that the next seven months will inform on that. However, I’m nearly as happy and willing to have sex with any of you three as I am with Gracey. In fact, I occasionally find myself wanting one of you, specifically, when I’m at home by myself, and who that one is varies all the time.

“Though not directly related to the topic, I find myself amazed at how willing and receptive I am with any or all of you. I know that each of us has told all of us that each is available at any time to any one or combination of us, but it still amazes me when I think about how true that is. Every one of you gets me going, such that I have to concentrate more fully when I’m around you in situations, such as at practice or when Civia is with us, where sex is not appropriate. I am ... aroused ... wet all the time around you. Any of you. All of you. I’m probably leaking lying here in bed between you two. I just cannot believe how into sex I am since we started all this, because I certainly wasn’t before that notorious sleepover weekend!”

I saw Heather move her left arm under the sheet and watched her hand reach Liya’s crotch, then heard a low sigh escape Liya’s lips.

“You are wet. Is this what you want, Liya,” Heather asked.

“Oh, god, yes. Love me, Heather.”

Heather and I proceeded to love Liya. Although we had to be cognizant of Civia across the hall, with the remodel, that bed was now farther away. Each of us got ganged up on by the other two. Heather held a pillow over her face anytime she got close. We finally drifted to sleep after we’d each had at least two orgasms.

September 23, 2017

Dear Ms. Diary,

Although it rained overnight, it was clear and warmish by mid-morning, so the Go6 went to the practice pitch.

“At first, instead of more ball work, Liya, I want to begin teaching you simple stratagems today, starting with the give-and-go. It’s a classic and used a lot because it works amazingly well as a stratagem to beat a single defender. You’ll be on the defense first, so that you can see, firsthand, how it works, even though I know you’ve seen us do a lot of them in practice and games.”

“Okay, Coach”

Heather placed Liya and explained her task to her, then got Civia to help her do the demonstration. They ran it four times, twice each with Heather and Civia being the dribbler, and ran it at different angles and speeds, the last at near-full-tilt.

Despite being beaten easily all four times, Liya was smiling when she asked, “How does a defender deal with that? How does she beat it?”

“With competent attackers, the only defenses are getting lucky and timing the give or retreating, keeping the ballhandler in front of you. Of course, one can retreat only so far. That’s why it’s such a well-used stratagem. Do you remember that goal that Civia scored on the second day of practice after which Coach went on and on ... and on about how wonderful Beth is?”

She grinned wickedly at me while Rhee snorted, then turned back to a smiling Liya.

“I remember.”

Do you remember how that whole play started?”

Liya wrinkled her brow, then shook her head.

“It started with Gracey stealing the ball from ... Taylor and took off running upfield. Beth had come back quite a bit on D, so she was there when Gracey ran into a defender. The two of them ran three straight gives-and-go, beating three defenders, after which they were halfway into the other side’s half.”

“Oh, I remember that. That was dazzling. I was so proud of Gracey watching that. She looked incredible. I think I screamed something like, ‘Go, Gracey!’”

“That was one of the best illustrations I’ve ever seen of how useful the give-and-go is in a fluid attack. It’s particularly useful on counterattacks as speed is of the essence to get to the box before the D can catch up. And that was a counterattack, as the other side had been pressed far forward on O. We did slow it down and went into tiki-taka, presumably because Beth saw that the other side’s right side got back quickly enough to make it nebulous as to whether simple speed would get the job done, particularly when we were going to have to deal with a first-team all-state center back.”

We showed Liya how the give-and-go works well even when she, with her basic skill level of dribbling and passing, was the pivot on the give-and-go. We had her be the pivot nearly 20 times with a variety of partners and defenders. Without planning it, Civia also showed her how an aggressive defender – here, Rhee – could be beaten by the threat of a give-and-go. Rhee had jumped the gun slightly on anticipating the give, so Civia kept the ball, turned a bit to her left, and carried it past Rhee.

Heather said, “You saw how Civia made a last-second decision to keep the ball after Rhee tried to jump the give. It didn’t matter that the give-and-go didn’t work because Civia was past Rhee, anyway.”

We ran Liya through more basic dribbling practice, mostly to get her more comfortable with the process, as comfort is key to successful dribbling. Then we began teaching her shooting. She was nearly atrocious at the beginning, but with Heather’s recent experience at teaching outside bends, she had developed a good sense of how to teach shooting. By the time we called it quits, Liya was better than atrocious and had even smacked a couple of reasonably hard shots.

As we were standing around near the penalty stripe, Liya said, “Thanks, sisters. I really enjoyed this. I must admit that when I first started watching your games and practice, I didn’t understand. I didn’t see the strategy or the tactics of the game. With you teaching me basics and, particularly, getting to help Coach and the team, I’ve come to see something of the beauty of the game and that there are many levels of beauty, from one-on-one tactics to multi-person tactics such as the give-and-go, to team tactics and strategy. I’m very much enjoying this and am somewhat regretting that I couldn’t have discovered soccer earlier.”

Rhee and Gracey were standing on either side of her; they wrapped her in their arms.

We arrived at the house to find lunch just about ready, so asked the Moms whether we had time to shower first.

“So long as you’re not too long at it,” Carol responded.

Upstairs, Liya said “Heather and Beth, Liya and Gracey.”

“Ooh, great! I get to wash Rhee’s hair,” Civia cooed.

Rhee responded, “You like that?”

“Oh, yes. I love your hair. It’s so fun to do ... anything with it.”

“Well, far be it from me to keep my wonderful sister from having fun.”

There was much chuckling.

Once Civia’s parents picked her up after supper, Sandy said, “Family meeting in the living room in ten minutes, dressed appropriately. That is, appropriately for this family.”

We five raced up the stairs and divested ourselves of clothes and made quick visits to the bathroom. We wondered about the cause of the sudden meeting, but none of us had a clue. We gathered in our ToC seats, Rhee, me, and Heather – in that order – on the new couch, Gracey and Liya on the loveseat.

When the parents joined us, sitting in their seats on the other couch, Sandy asked, “Liya, Gracey, did either of your mothers mention to you that they were planning on talking with us at the Devlin house?”

We were all a bit stunned, and Gracey and Liya looked at each other; both shook their heads.

“I’m not surprised. The two of them showed up at the front door shortly after we’d gotten naked but before we had had a chance to get into the sex-filled night we’d planned. We quickly donned somewhat minimal clothing and invited them in.”

Liya piped up, saying, “I have a feeling where you’re going. Is this about Gracey and me with Dad?”

“You didn’t know, right? You’re just using your brain to come up with what seems to you the likeliest possibility for cloak-and-dagger from your mothers?” When Liya nodded, Sandy continued, “You are correct. I didn’t expect anything like this, but if I had, I would not have expected exactly this. Nira was the spokeswoman for the two of them, as she has been. We wound up discussing a number of topics, but the primary topic was your sexual relationships with Charlie.”

I was concerned and felt my face fall a little, and I saw a bit of fear on Liya’s and Gracey’s faces; I did not think to glance at my couch partners.

“To assuage your fears, it was a positive discussion.” When Gracey and Liya showed relief, Sandy smiled a bit, then said, “After a bit of small talk, Nira took the bull by the horns. Given the unannounced arrival and the oddity of their even showing up without their daughters, I had a suspicion that the coming conversation would be important, so surreptitiously recorded it. I’ve listened to it a few times and this is close to word-for-word:

“Charlie, Inez and I agree about something that we’ve been talking around with you for a while, but we wanted to make our position absolutely clear before our daughters spend most of the next seven months living with your family. We both feel that if our daughters’ first sexual experiences with a male were with someone as kind, smart, compassionate, and sexy as you, we would be okay with it. In fact, if that option were available to them, we would encourage them. Neither of us needs to know that such relationships could or might already exist, we would just want to know that they would be treated well if such were to be. We understand that we cannot get surety of that without knowing that such was or would occur, however, we wanted there to be no misunderstanding regarding our thoughts on the matter. We want our daughters to have fulfilling and happy sexual lives. We are well aware of their sexual relationship with each other and suspect that the other girls in your menagerie are involved with them. That is not anything that concerns us, as our girls are happy – happier than we’ve ever seen them, more confident, and much more settled than they used to be. If that is due solely to their much-closer relationships with those other girls, we apologize for even the suggestion of anything that would be considered untoward by most of society. If any of the positive changes that we’ve seen in our daughters in the past couple of months is due to any other relationships that they have – and we are well aware that they have no close relationships with anyone outside this family and the soccer team – whether or not they were with a male as kind, smart, compassionate, and sexy as you, then we would wish those relationships continue until and unless they wished otherwise. The only request we would make of such a person is not to hurt our babies.”

The five of us were stunned, looking back and forth among each other and the parents; the stunned silence lasted a couple of minutes.

“That was about the same response that Charlie, Carol, and I had. Eventually, Charlie said ... Charlie, please tell them your response.”

“I told Nira and Inez that were I the actual parent of either of you, I would wish the same ... that you not be hurt. That was easy for me, as it is so true. I do not want you hurt.”

Sandy immediately said, “Nira and Inez both nodded at that, and the subject changed. They both expressed an interest in our relationship ... our three-way marriage, and how that worked. While we were not explicit, we explained that it was a three-way decision and that all three of us were quite happy with it. I also said that Charlie was very happy with his sexual relationships. After Nira nodded at me, I told them that when they knocked on the door, we had all been naked in preparation for a night of debauchery. Since I was sitting next to Charlie at the time, I put my hand on his crotch and told them that we were quite happy with Charlie’s sexual relationships.”

“You didn’t,” I exclaimed.

“I did. I know that I put Charlie in an awkward position with my hand on his cock and him with no undies on. He could have objected, but he didn’t, so I kept it there.”

Dad said, “You really enjoyed that. Didn’t you?”

Sandy turned to him and responded, “Very much so.” She turned back to us and said, “Particularly given their avowed viewpoint on their daughters’ sexual lives, I thought that it would not hurt to point out to them that all of us greatly enjoy our sexual lives and allow them to interpret that in whatever way they chose. I left my hand on his cock until we stood to say good night to them, which was about ten minutes later. I suspect that Charlie sweated a few bullets as his cock began to grow. Although it didn’t get fully erect, it was more than a little obvious when he stood. Nira even stared at it for a few seconds. Although I refrained, I was sorely tempted to put my hand around it while she watched. Of course, I was also tempted to pull his pants down and expose it to her but decided against that.”

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