There is no easy way to start the type of discussion we were about to have. It's not that the subject matter is distasteful, but how to approach it smoothly. It's not like a business meeting where it could be an item on the agenda. The subject, while possibly embarrassing to discuss, and delicate to approach, is inherently joyful. I mean, what could be more feel-good than talking about love, and True Love at that? I remembered when Carol and I talked about our feelings the first time and the tumultuous sense of discovery when we each learned the other felt the same way. I hoped today's chat would be as enlightening and its outcome as blissful. Ain't love grand?
The sun was westering. Although we didn't have a lot of time, I wanted to get this over and dealt with before we had to return to the cottage. Large gorillas need to be handled with care, but they must also be dealt with in a timely fashion ... To mix metaphors, I guess we'd just have to — um — wade in.
Like I said, I wasn't sure how to get things started. Diane, never one to be afraid of rushing in where angels fear to tread, got things going in her own inimitable way — she brightly, innocently, blurted, "So, Jaz! Now you've seen us fucking, whaddaya think of us now?"
The rest of us choked on our drinks, coughing and spitting up Coke and root beer. Seems we just waded in ... Hope the gorilla was taking a bath and doesn't clout us ... I mean, we just had wanton sex in front of a girl we had only met and hardly knew. What exactly, did we expect the poor dear to say? Janet blushed bright red and hid her face in her hands.
I reached with my free arm and drew her closer to me. "Don't be embarrassed, Sweetheart. <Good advice coming from a naked man?> We were all wondering how to start this conversation, and crude as it may have sounded, Muffin has actually broken the ice." I looked around the group. "Anybody care to start?" I grinned and winked at Diane. "Muffin, if you start, please try to be a little more tactful than a fire truck on Judgment Day."
Muffin, suitably chastened — Not! — cleared her throat and tried again. "I'm sorry, Jaz. I knew we all wanted to talk about how we met and what happened then, but no one quite knew where to start. So I just did what I do best — I spoke in plain language and called a spade a shovel to wake us all up. Worked, too, didn't it? <Grin> First of all, this should be David's job or Baby's as First Wife. So, David, I've done my part and kinda-sorta got the ball rolling for you..."
With the focus back on me, I again looked around the group. "Muffin's right. It is my place to start, and difficult as it seems to be to get started, it's actually a very pleasant job to tell someone you love them. Still, I feel a bit like I did that first summer when Carol Anne and I first revealed our feelings to each other. I know what I felt and feel, and I have a VERY good sense of what the rest of you felt, but there's still just that nagging little insecurity — that basic fear of rejection — that causes me to hesitate. And ... I think the rest of you are having a similar reaction.
"Baby, Princess, and Muffin — I realize you haven't been connected since sometime this morning so your simul-speak wouldn't alarm Jaz, but it's starting to get a little late so I think you all sharing your feelings <remember, their connection, while appearing telepathic is actually empathic, and works best with emotions> will get us out of here earlier. Can we avoid the surround-sound, though, and just have Baby do the talking?"
In answer, My Girls (My Girls!) all nodded, joined hands, got this almost blank look then grinned as one and to demonstrate, they spoke together. "OK, David, we're connected. Only Baby will speak for us after this, but we still reserve the right to speak as individuals, too."
"I understand. Janet, does this frighten you?"
Janet, no longer embarrassed, but apparently excited, was paying rapt attention. "Frightened? Why would I be frightened? That is so COOL! I've heard the J's do it a bit, like this morning, and you told me your wives did it too. But —— there's no comparison between being told about something and actually seeing and hearing it. Forewarned or not, that is still way neat! I'd love to be able to do that!" Diane's crude remark may have woke the family up, but My Girls setting up their empathic connection did a superior job of relaxing Janet and getting her attention — so much for alarming her.
To get us back on track, I spoke up before the girls got into a long explanation. "Ok, I'm still nervous, but here goes. Janet, I know you and I expressed our love for each other on the way here, and the girls keep insisting to you that you're one of us now. And we've all been touchie-feelie with you and generous with our kisses. But none of that does justice to what transpired earlier today — it only sorta explains the fallout and to be fair, I can't help but feel we're rushing you. Shit! You only just met us!
"Jaz..." I noticed her give me an odd, but pleased look. "I'm more comfortable calling you that now. Do you mind?" A shy smile and a negative shake of her pretty head, "Thank you. Jaz, this morning when we met, I felt something so profound it just had to be spiritual. I am compelled to tell you about it so you can maybe comprehend the true depth of my feelings for you, sudden as they may be. If I hadn't experienced something very like it a couple times already, I'd be a truly babbling idiot, more so than I already am..." Janet started to say something. I held up my hand to stop her. "Hold that thought, Honey, and let me finish.
"When you came up to me this morning to be introduced, I thought I was seeing a vision, actually another vision — a 'vision-in-white'. You've heard the story of the original 'Vision-in-White'. Well, Girl! You're another one! Needless to say, I was staggered — stunned! You were just too beautiful to be real. And when you laughed, I thought an angel sang just for me. I tried not to stare, so I focused on your hand as we shook. Then I looked up, and ended up staring anyway. The most amazing green eyes — and I was totally, forever lost in them. When our eyes met, they didn't just meet, they locked. Something incredibly powerful passed between us, some message, some electrical force!
"Oh shit, I never could explain it, and I still can't, but it was powerful. The first time I experienced that feeling with Carol Anne, I thought my world had lit up with the brightest light in the universe and this time was very little different and just like then, I knew instantly who you were, your full name. Everything! Janet Jasmine Carnegie! Joe has told us relatively little about you, other than your name is Janet, you helped him decorate the house, you're just finished school and starting a new job and he's very proud of you. I don't know how I knew the details, I just knew, and they're etched in my heart and brain forever, and I knew that I loved Janet Jasmine Carnegie. Totally. Completely. Unreservedly. The instant our eyes met I knew I was completely, hopelessly, irretrievably in love. <Where is it written that Carol has a monopoly on emotional run-on sentences?>
"I watched as you met My Wives, and was privileged to witness them experience something very similar. I watched as you seamlessly joined in with the girls when they went up to the house to prepare lunch, then again your interaction with Baby and the twins. Most importantly, I've watched you this afternoon when I wasn't — ahem — otherwise occupied. What happened here would have had most young women freaking out and running for cover. You didn't. You stayed and generally kept your cool in the midst of what can only be described as frenetic sex." I noticed Riekie jerk a bit at my words. Now what? Whatever, I continued, "Rather than get frightened or scream epithets in moral indignation, you watched and learned.
"And what do today's activities have to do with how I feel about you? I saw a young woman whom we had never met blend seamlessly into our family. I saw her maintain her composure under difficult circumstances. The more I saw, the deeper in love I fell. In short, Janet Jasmine Carnegie, today I met another Soulmate, and I never want to lose you.
"I! LOVE! YOU! Period. Full stop. I can't explain the suddenness of it, doubt if I ever will. I have experienced that lightning bolt, for lack of a better description, twice before, and saw the effects of an almost identical experience on my best friend. Ask us about that one later. They set a record, I think. Baby, can you explain what you girls felt?"
Carol sighed almost dreamily. "Our feelings were almost identical. When we met you Jaz, we were connected — we only disconnected for this afternoon — so we all experienced the same thing at the same time." Janet looked a question at her as Carol continued, "We'll try to explain how we connect some other time, although I'm sure you'll soon be part of our circle sharing in this with us and not need the explanation. We felt a bit of what David did, but he's not as deeply connected as we are. However, he did describe the experience quite well. We will just try to add our impressions. The words are mine, but they express the feelings of all three of us.
"Each of us felt that searing bolt of energy as we locked eyes with you. You looked like you felt it, too. Like David, we instantly knew who you were, you whole name, everything. Janet Jasmine Carnegie! What a pretty name! Muffin officially gave you your pet name, but we all knew it at the same time — Jaz — and we all knew it's one of David's favourites.
"We know you haven't been with us to hear some of our discussions, or more correctly, David's discourses," She stuck her tongue out at me! "On how it is that we can love more than one person as our Soulmates. He seems to have spent an inordinate amount of time thinking about it. When you consider he is Gifted with a form of the Sight, and knows things that he shouldn't, when he finally did make his pronouncement, we all listened very carefully. He's not quite Moses coming down off the mountain, but he approaches it sometimes. If you want Moses, then go see Rhiannon and the twins K.P. and D.J., now they're spooky.
"Anyway, last night David had another one of his 'Cosmic Moments' and declared we not only could love more than one person which allows the four of us to live in love and harmony, but that we can love an almost unlimited number of people equally. He described it as owning a piece of his soul. Since a soul is infinite, an infinite number of people —Soulmates — could own pieces of his soul. He also realized that it was quite possible that any one of us — him, or one of us — or possibly all of us or any combination of us — might someday meet another woman, and fall in love for the whole group.
"That's kinda neat, eh? Here we are, a family of four — a husband and three wives — and any one of us could fall in love with another person, on behalf of all of us! Seeing as David is a bit of an alpha male, and we're a little bi, we doubt very much if we'll ever bring another man into our marriage, but another woman, well ... As a complete family, we just arrived at that conclusion last night — although as we told David then, we wives have felt for some time that we would be adding more wives — but were not expecting anything at all so soon. BUT!!! Out of the Blue, here you are already!! You walked into our lives and our love this morning, and none of us will ever be the same.
"Janet Jasmine Carnegie, who we will affectionately call Jaz from now on — We! Love! You! You came to us, and now you own our very souls. <Jeez, First Wife is starting to sound like me!!>. What do you have to say? As Muffin would say, how d'ya like us now?"
Janet squeezed my arm, then sitting up straight, moved slightly away and squared her shoulders for a less casual conversation. Then she poured out her heart. "Before I get into what I — we — feel, and what we experienced, let me give you a little background —— When you first bought this place, Daddy couldn't get over just how nice you people were to him, especially with the sweetheart deal you made him. He said I just HAD to meet you."
She grinned pointedly at Carol. "He remembered you from last fall and the little display you put on for him which he thought was so innocently done by a woman totally absorbed in her love for her man, that he was not scandalized at all." Carol actually managed to blush — a real achievement considering our earlier behavior!
"Anyway, Daddy got totally into fixing the place up. I hadn't seen him so animated since before Mom got sick. He was especially concerned about the trail. He spent a lot of time on that, even though David had told him he doubted if you could make it down this year. When he heard you were coming for a vacation after all, he got really excited and got me involved in getting the house ready for you. It didn't need much, just replace a couple beds with bigger ones and finish the nursery for twins. Daddy has been so involved and alive since you folks bought this place! I was REALLY looking forward to meeting you all, just to see if the people who could motivate a broken man so much were actually real, and to thank them for giving me back my Daddy.
"I was all set to be here to meet you with Daddy when you arrived, but at work I'm the new kid and there was no way the boss, who is a bit of a bastard, was going to let me take off the Friday before a long weekend just so I could meet my father's employer. We got that sorted out last week and I changed my plans to come out after work on Friday instead. Then the boss decided that he needed someone to watch the place over the weekend after all, despite it being a Holiday weekend, and as the junior person, I was told that would be me. I politely told him I had other plans, but he kept at me about it right up until yesterday morning.
"Finally, I freaked. I told that son-of-a-bitch that I had already made my plans for the weekend, I'd already put in my forty hours plus some overtime and I most assuredly would NOT be working this weekend. Well he wasn't happy and yelled at me about being young and irresponsible — I don't know if I'll have a job when I go back Tuesday or not. The asshole must have found someone else after all, I guess, because he didn't say anything when I left work last night. <Damn! She sounds like Riekie! Must be the red hair... >
"Yesterday just wasn't my day for smooth interpersonal relations. As part of my plans to come out here for the weekend, I'd made arrangements with my brother Jack, his lovely wife, Brittany, and the kids for us all to drive out together last night after supper. Daddy said he had room for all of us and he wanted the whole family to meet you guys.
"I was just about to leave, and called over there to let them know I was on my way. Brittany informed me there was a change of plans. She and Jack would not be joining us at the cottage, and she doubted very much if she would ever come here again! One of us has slighted her somehow, but she won't say who or how. Typical! I never heard of such a paranoid person — she thinks everyone is deliberately out to insult her. What a bitch! <Did I detect a hint of venom directed toward this Brittany? I also noticed she wasn't a 'J'.>
"It took me a couple hours of arguing with her over the phone to get her to let the kids come. Even then my normally spineless brother had to find some balls and tell her in no uncertain terms that the kids would not be kept away from their grandfather regardless of what imaginary slight had been done her. I was so upset, and it was getting kinda late for the kids, even if it isn't that long of a drive, I decided to wait until this morning when the kids and I would all be fresher. I'm glad I did. I don't think last night I would have been in a very good frame of mind for the type of meeting we had today!
"And there you have it, short story made long. This morning I woke up early, feeling amazingly good considering the upheavals of the last day or so. As a matter of fact, I felt like something very special was going to happen today. Even Brittany (How did she manage to make that woman's name sound like a cuss word?) was friendly when I went to pick up the J's, and she even had them ready when she said she would. Maybe Jack should yell at her more often <Giggle>.
"The kids and I had a ball on the way out, playing silly word games, making me feel even better about the weekend. There's nothing like kids to brighten your day. When we got here, Daddy met us at the car, helped us put our stuff away, then brought us down to the beach to meet you. To be honest, while I remember almost all of what happened, it's jumbled and I'm not sure of the order, so if I get things out of whack to the way you remember, please bear with me. It's been a whirlwind of the most intense and wondrous emotions I ever felt. One thing I will say — that sense I had that something special was gonna happen today was a thousand per cent right.
"I walked down to that beach expecting to meet some very nice and very attractive people. After all, Daddy had told me how pretty you are, Carol Anne <She did it, and didn't even know she did! No one had told her Carol's full name.>, but I certainly wasn't prepared for the lightning bolt that struck me or the absolutely gorgeous people I would meet.
"As I got closer, I saw a nice looking young man obviously waiting to meet me with three very pretty — no ... beautiful — ladies standing by his side. I could see from a distance that two were very pregnant. If I hadn't known who you were before, that alone told me.
"My first impression of David was that he looked kinda cute. Without even thinking, and just listening to Daddy's introductions, I said something typically inane like 'hello, pleased to meet you' or some such as I held my hand out in greeting and was amazed to see all four people reach for my hand at the same time. I heard David reply to my greeting, I looked up from our hands and immediately found myself drowning in the most intense blue eyes I have ever seen in a man."
Janet addressed me more directly. "David, when our eyes met, I felt the same thing you say you did — this — this surge of pure energy — this lightning bolt. I didn't know for sure, because I had never felt anything even remotely like what I felt then, but I was pretty sure, that my man was standing right there in front of me. I had a funny urge to throw myself into his arms right then. <Talk about your déjà vu all over again... > I think the only thing that held me back was social propriety in the form of three beautiful women — his wives — waiting to meet me, and the fear of how they would react if I did such a thing.
"I never believed in love at first sight. I thought it was something that only happened in movies and those bodice-ripper romance novels I read when I was fourteen. I couldn't quite grasp it then, but now I know that's exactly what I felt. Later, as we sat on the blanket you winked at me. In an instant, I felt my heart melt, and in that tiny fraction of a second, that's when I finally knew for sure what I felt. I loved this man! I couldn't explain how or why, but I KNEW! I LOVED him — I loved him more than life itself. I almost fainted with that realization and jerked myself back to reality. You probably wondered why winking at me made me jump.
"Then you kissed me and said, 'Welcome home, Sweetheart, welcome home. We have missed you so much!' I knew then that not only was I deeply in love, but for some inexplicable reason, I also knew I was home. I know there's more to this part of our story, but like you, I think some explanations are best left until later. If I'm right, we have the rest of our lives for you to explain that part to me.
Janet turned back to the girls, usually addressing Carol directly, but looking occasionally to Diane and Riekie, ensuring they were aware that she was actually speaking to all of them. "As if meeting David wasn't shock enough, I turned to be introduced to you three, wondering how I was going to explain my reaction to your husband, which I was sure, being women, you had noticed. When our hands touched and our eyes met, that lightning shot through me again, only this time I felt it coursing into me from three directions. I couldn't believe it! I felt I was falling head over heels again!
"I have never really thought of myself as particularly liking girls, although occasionally a really attractive girl has aroused me. Yes, when I was just entering puberty, I had a friend that I experimented with — we taught each other how to kiss and we jerked off together, but nothing more. So here I was, falling madly in love with a married man, and almost in the same breath, I was feeling the same for his wives! Talk about confused!
"Confused or not, I actually understood what I felt for the three of you before I understood, or should I say, admitted, what I felt for David. I think one of Diane Marie's kisses will do that to a person. <Giggle> <Bingo! She did it again! She hasn't articulated that she knew these things, but she obviously does... > Anyway, when Muffin kissed me, I had absolutely no doubt how I felt about her, and I even started to pass out from the intensity. By the time I was sitting down and all three of you were cuddling me, I knew without reservation that I had just fallen in love with three women! Three of the most beautiful women I have ever seen or ever hope to see. David talks about hearing the voice of an angel. You haven't lived until you hear the whole choir. <Is eloquence a prerequisite to be a My Girl?>
"So that's what happened to me today. I felt something wonderful and magical. I don't know where this will all go. I do know that I love you guys so much! Instantly! Totally! You say I own your souls. Ha! I forfeited mine to you at the same time. I have no idea how or why, but I am not gonna fight it. Lemme say it this way —— William David Lloyd — I. Love. You ... Carol Anne Lloyd — I. Love. You ... Hendrieka Maria Lloyd — I. Love. You ... Diane Marie Lloyd — I. Love. You. " <Damn! She got them all right!> "I will love all of you until the end of time. I am yours. Do with me as you will. Please be gentle with me. I have never had a boyfriend or a girlfriend. <BLUSH> <Nervous Giggle> I am still a virgin."
With the telling of her story, and her declaration of undying love, Janet collapsed into a blubbering mass of sweet female flesh. The four of us pulled her into our circle and cuddled her close. Soon her sobs ended, and she graced us with a dazzling smile. She turned from one to the other and kissed each of us deeply. I was the last to receive her torrid lip lock and almost passed out from the intensity of it. She was just as good as Diane! And that treacherous organ I thought was so sated, reared its head to look around.
Janet giggled as she felt my new erection rise against her tummy. "Somebody likes my kiss."
Carol and the girls got very stern with me. "Yes, he's just a man and can't help his reactions. But he can't have you — not yet, anyway."
Janet pulled back from me and eyed the offending appendage. "Too bad, he looks kinda pretty, but I know he belongs to you girls. I'll just take whatever love is left over. Just to be able to spend time with you is enough. If I get hugs and kisses, that's a bonus. Just to be here and share the emotion when you made love today was beyond my wildest hope or imagining. I'll be content just to bask in the glow of the love the rest of you share."
Uh, oh! Shades of Riekie when Carol and I first took Riekie to us and in our naïveté and hubris tried to impose conditions on her joining us! Carol and Riekie and I exchanged startled glances. My Wives then looked at each other, and a new voice spoke for them. Who best to deal with this particular issue, than Riekie? Her tone was a little sharp.
"Janet Jasmine — Jaz — don't you dare talk like that! We already told you we love you, and Carol Anne made a point of telling you not to be afraid to give hugs and kisses any time you feel like it. Didn't you listen to what Baby just said? She said he can't have you YET. We are going to have to spend some time educating you, I see. That you are a virgin is a very big deal to us and for all he might joke, David takes that very seriously.
"I don't know how much you know of the Old Ways and the Goddess we venerate, but the act of surrendering your maidenhead has mystical significance to us, and therefore is not done lightly. For now, you'll just have to take my word for it that none of us is in a hurry for you to lose your virginity, and you should not be in a hurry to give it up. For us, there IS a time and a season for everything, especially that. You will have to spend some time with Muffin and Rhiannon to learn more. They can explain it much better than me. If they can't, then we can call Mom and she'll help.
"However, for now, the really important issue here is your sudden bout of insecurity. I went through something similar when I first joined with Carol Anne and David. I didn't think they could ever love me as much as they loved each other, or as much as I loved them, especially what I felt for David. Like you, I would have been content just to take whatever was left over. They soon disabused me of that notion, though. I found that whatever love they had, they shared — completely. There's more ways of showing love than penetrative sex. You've seen some demonstrations today, and <GIGGLE> even took a lesson in pleasing a man, if memory serves.
"You must also know that what happened here today would have happened without you, too. This was Carol Anne's re-entry to our full sex life today after having her babies. We have planned it for weeks. Having you here to share in the joy of our love was a definite bonus to all of us. And ... I think you may actually have given us something else ... David, I'm going to go out on a limb here. Use your amazing deductive powers and see if I'm correct. <OK, so now I'm on alert.>
"Now young lady, I need to know something else. Where are you in your cycle? I suspect you're in the middle, and if you had intercourse, you would very likely get pregnant. Is that about right? You may get confused by some of our remarks because they'll seem cryptic to you, but bear with us. All will be explained in time." <Now I see where she's going, and after hitting me over the head like that, I know she's right.>
Janet flinched at the 'young lady' remark, but answered Riekie's question. "Yeah, I'm right in the middle of my period, and from what I know of myself, I'm fertile right now, because I'm not on the Pill. I love kids, and want a bunch of my own, but I don't think I'm ready yet. I'm too young. Heck, I'm too young for you guys. Look at the difference in our ages! I may be out of school with a job, but I'm still a teenager! Princess, you're a successful doctor! Baby is a legal professional from what Daddy tells me. I have nothing to offer any of you. Muffin's the closest to my age, and I'm still too young for her!"
Riekie frowned at Janet in exasperation, but kept to her original thought. "David, does Jaz's answer to my question suggest anything to you? Jaz, hold that thought about your age. If I hurt you by calling you a 'young lady' then I'm sorry. It's a figure of speech I use with all my friends. I want David's thoughts on this other first, and then I think he can respond to your claim to being underage. As a lecherous old man, I'm sure he has an answer for you."
I laughed at Riekie. "Lecherous old man, eh? I'll get back to that in a minute. Yup, Princess, thanks for hitting me over the head. I should have picked up on the signs more quickly. I have no excuse. In my defence, the only thing I can say is, thank the Goddess there's lots of air movement in this barn. I think we lucked out (or maybe we had some help from unseen sources). That goes a long way to explain why I seem to be insatiable today. As a doctor, I know you want to learn more about this process, but can we discuss it in more detail later? We have a test subject for a couple days." Riekie smiled and nodded.
I directed my attention to Janet. "Now, young lady, this 'old man' is a little offended, and I think the ladies are a bit miffed, too. You may think you are too young for us to be interested in you, but for you to say you're too young implies that we are therefore too old, and if there's one thing I don't feel right now it's OLD. My Girls always make me feel young and alive. My children make me feel young and alive. My unborn babies make me feel young and alive. My whole life makes me feel young and alive! Look at Pie and Jo —— how old do you think they are?"
Janet shrugged and whispered, "I dunno — forty something?"
"Wrong! They're the same age as your father, maybe a little older. Pie had a daughter in her twenties killed the day you were born. You do the arithmetic." Janet gasped in disbelief. I hoped I had also planted a seed for later. Somehow I/we had to let her know about Kit and our suspicion about her connection to her.
"I said my whole life makes me feel young and alive. Princess called me a lecherous old man, and she's absolutely right! M'gawd! What red-blooded man of any age wouldn't be delighted to attract the loving attention of a nubile teenage virgin nymphet? Lady, you're a wet dream come true, a fantasy made real and you're mine! — all mine! Who could ask for more? Except I do have more — I have three of the most beautiful women in the world as my wives. If I wasn't in hawg heaven before, I most certainly am now!
"For you to say you're too young or we're too old is poppycock! We already established that the five of us have fallen deeply, hopelessly in love with each other. If we feel that way, then what's age got to do with it? I said it before, but it bears repeating I guess and this time I think I am speaking for all four of your new Soulmates —— We!! Love!! You!! Period!! Full Stop!! Notice that there are no qualifiers saying 'Oh, Jaz, we love you but we wish you were older.' Or 'Jaz, we love you, but it won't work unless we were younger.' No! We said, 'We!! Love!! You!!' Nothing else! End of discussion!! Bah!! Now I am starting to get angry."
I shut up before I said something really stupid. Janet hadn't made me angry, but as usual, I got excited by my own monologue and made myself angry. I saw My Wives shaking their heads and grinning. They knew me too well. Janet looked like I'd whipped her.
Carol patted my arm. "There, there, Old Man. I'm sure the young lady didn't mean to insult us. Do you need help to get up? How 'bout a little shot of Geritol to get you going again?" Carol saw the humour in what was happening and turned it on me. I couldn't help but laugh.
She pulled Janet to her. "Jaz, David's right about one thing — We. Love. You. We never said anything about how young or old any of us are. We have a situation with the kids we'll tell you about later, but from it you'll maybe be able to understand us better. Now about David getting angry as he talked to you — he has a bad habit of listening too closely to his own words and letting them excite him. He can be a rabble rouser with a mob of one — himself — listening and eating it up. So don't let him get to you — he's not angry with you. While he went on his rant, he became angry with an idea." She grinned and poked me in the ribs. "If you know what buttons to push to set him off, he can be very entertaining..." Hmph!!
Carol's efforts had the desired effect. Janet smiled then laughed as the other three now regaled her with tales of David on the rant. Again — hmmphph!! In the words of whatshizname — can't get no respect ... It seemed also that with the ladies getting involved in telling anecdotes, our conversation had come to some sort of natural conclusion or break for the time being.
Meanwhile, I'm sitting there in the nude with four very lovely ladies in various states of dishabille. They're showing scads of succulent skin — everything from luscious boobies to wet panties to a bare, leaking pussy. The air is heavily laced with the pheromones of a fertile Princess, and I've got a hardon induced by the hot kiss and hard body of a nubile nineteen-year-old virgin, that self-same fertile Princess! To make matters worse, that wonderful young houri is still glued to my side, stoking my lust with the warmth of her body and assaulting my olfactory receptors with the scent of her pheromone-soaked panties, parked only a couple short feet from my nose!
I was very close to sensory overload. Carol saw the symptoms and pulled Janet away. The two of them crawled across the blankets and soon I saw them engaged in an intense, though quiet conversation. I couldn't hear what was being said, but Janet was obviously learning something that amazed her, given her gestures and a few exclamations loud enough to overhear.
Still, they moved just far enough away for the swirling air currents in the barn to do their thing and waft some fresh air into my face. I breathed deeply and my head cleared. Diane and Riekie, seeing that I was unattended by a female and that I was visibly aroused, moved over to me. I could tell from their lascivious expressions that despite being pregnant they weren't totally immune to Janet's pheromones either.
In short order, those two had me pinned to the blankets while they took turns giving me another mind-wrenching blowjob. But those vixens had no intention of taking me all the way to my inevitable wet release. No! They had something far more insidious in mind. That liscentious pair had designs on my body — or at least part of it — and were about to have their evil (yeah, right... ) way with me.
Diane rolled to her hands and knees and with the hem of her dress pulled around her waist, presented herself for mounting by wiggling her cute butt at me, her sweet pink pussy winking wetly at me. My penis jerked and quivered as Riekie, also on all fours now, took a gentle but firm grip on the object of their attention and guided me toward Diane's sopping entrance. I resisted such an assault on my person — I'm sure I did — but the open invitation, the scent of pheromones still fogging my higher reasoning centres, and Riekie's insistent tug on that treacherous organ conspired against me. I moved in behind Diane, grasped her beautiful hips, Riekie steered, and I sank to my full length into hot buttery female in one smooth stroke.
Satisfied that I was deeply ensconced in our pixie's perfect pregnant pussy and not about to escape the dynamic duo's clutches, Riekie positioned herself beside Diane, angled so I could see her own wet presentation, pulled her dress up over her hips and like our wife, enticed me with seductive hip motion and pinkly pulsing pudenda. Having the most beautiful pussy in the world flashing its crimson core at me in open moist invitation while I rutted with our diminutive wife drove me almost to distraction. Withdrawing from Diane's grasping sheath, I turned to Riekie and plunged into her tightness in one swell foop.
The next few minutes became a blur as I alternated bumping their bums with my hips, first Diane and then Riekie, fucking them in one of the few positions they could handle now — doggie style. Regardless, we rutted. We fucked. We thumped. We bumped. We grunted. We yelled. We laughed. We rutted. We fucked. We laughed. We fucked. We rutted. Our bodies made soggy slapping sounds as we stroked together, alternating from brunette elf to blonde princess and back, on and on... (No! I am NOT complaining!). Back and forth. In. Out. Slap! Slap! On and on (See?). We had more fun than any three people should be allowed to have together, I'm sure. To the sloppy accompaniment of sodden slurping sounds, both women were soon approaching a screaming orgasm, Diane bucking and thrashing in the lead.
Almost overloaded on Janet's pheromones, and the runaway eroticism of the moment, I pounded into Diane and all too soon felt that familiar tension as I erupted, filling her to overflowing. As she felt my steaming submission burst into her welcoming body, screaming my name Diane's own orgasm swept over her. Spent, my sweet munchkin collapsed onto the blankets, gasping for air, exposing my still spitting rampant penis, saturating Diane's vulva with the sticky dregs of my prodigious spend.
Riekie, behind in the race to orgasm, hadn't quite made it over the top. Grasping my penis, she directed it back into her sopping opening, begging me to fill her. My cock still almost painfully erect, I remounted Riekie and pounded into her tight wet tunnel. Riekie bucked back, screaming her pleasure, as lost in our passion as me. I swear I bruised her buttocks with the force of my thrusts. Despite having just fired off a massive load into my elf, it wasn't long before I felt the familiar tension in my balls and that little throb in my temples. I grasped Riekie by the hips and made one last plunge into her wet warmth. Riekie screamed and screamed as her body shook and my scalding seed blasted deep into her sheath, filling her to overflowing. Like her sister-wife, Riekie collapsed, breathless onto the blankets, my wilting penis pulling out of her snug vagina with a wet slurp. Still weakly squirting as my penis deflated, I bathed Riekie's blonde muff messily with white goo.
Across the blanket, I saw Carol holding a blushing, stunned-looking Janet around the waist. Both of them had their dresses hiked around their waists, their hands were busy at their pussies, but both still wore their panties, although the crotch was obviously ripped out of Carol's. Carol hooted, whistled and applauded. "Alright! You guys put on one helluva show! Holy Hotplate Batman, you guys are smokin'!" Janet just bobbed her head, staring wide-eyed.
Diane and Riekie, sufficiently recovered to move, swung into a loose soixante-neufe and started to clean each other. But ... before they could even finish positioning themselves, Carol hollered, "No time for that, ladies! Time to go! Look at the sun — it's getting late! The babies are probably hungry, and my teats are sore for to be milked. The aunts will be wondering where we are." We offered to relieve the pressure for her, but Carol demurred. "Nope, not today, guys. That's all for the babies. David, get dressed. Ladies, make yourselves presentable. All of you — help clean this place up. We'll leave the blankets out to dry."
"Ma'am! Yes ma'am!" We almost literally jumped to do her bidding. I quickly slipped into my shorts, shirt and shoes. The ladies — all of them — fastened exactly two buttons on their dresses and smoothed the skirts down over their thighs.
Realizing that the sun was well into the West, we hustled to get ready to return to the house. As we gathered our gear and policed up the empty pop cans, I heard Diane and Riekie complain quietly. "First Wife didn't just get filled to overflowing. We're gonna have Precious Stuff running down our legs all the way home." Hearing that, I thought I knew one reason why Carol put the bum's rush on us...
Carol did a quick inspection of the barn to ensure we didn't leave any trash behind. I shouldered my pack and the girls led the way out of the barn. I closed the doors behind us.