Our room smelled wonderful. The scented candles had been lit, and provided a romantic glow. We undressed each other, and crawled into bed. A towel had already been placed for Carol to lie on. Riekie was outdoing herself! We made love twice before we fell asleep in each other's arms, still joined. Each time, we came together, hard. I filled her to overflowing each time. She kept the screams down, but still got off a couple good ones.
She woke me twice in the night for more passionate and noisy lovemaking. She was insatiable. I continued to be amazed at myself for my stamina. She managed to soak her towel completely. We fell back asleep each time, still joined.
We woke in the morning, still joined. My morning wood delighted her once again, especially considering its placement.
"I want to wake up like this every morning,." She smiled.
Her hips got moving. She rolled me onto my back, never losing contact. She then rode me to a noisy orgasm. As I squirted what seemed like a gallon of baby making juice deep into her, she screamed my name.
"DAAAAAAAAAAAAAVVVVVVVVVVVVVIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIDDD!!!
I heard glass breaking again.
Shortly, a soft tap on the door. "Rise and shine, you two. Your bath is ready. I'm starting breakfast. Don't be long."
"Sorry 'bout the scream, Riekie. Carol Anne forgot herself." I got punched, and a very pretty tongue stuck out at me. "I hope you didn't spill anything when you dropped the glass."
"I didn't drop a glass, but Bobby did. Take it easy on him, will you. The poor guy's turning into a wreck." She opened the door a crack, and stuck her head in. Her face was flushed. "I just have to change my panties, is all." And giggled delightedly. Then she was gone.
We got up, slipped on our robes, and went downstairs. Riekie pointed at the bathroom. "It's all ready. Enjoy. It'll be a long time before you can enjoy it again. Breakfast will be ready when you come out."
We went into our bath. We made wild love in the tub. We came together again. As I filled her one more time, she screamed.
"DAAAAAAAAAAAVVVVVVVVVVIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIDDDDD!!!"
I heard a thump, some voices, and then the sound of someone running heavily up the stairs. Did Riekie faint again? She hadn't done that in a long time.
We climbed out of the tub, had fun toweling each other off. As we put on our robes, I saw some of this morning's offerings running down Carol's thighs. "You should clean that off."
"Nope. That's the Prince's Precious Stuff. Miss Pussy is a sloppy diner. It's good for my skin."
We went out to breakfast. Bob had been sitting at the table reading one of his magazines when we came down. There was no sign of him now. We sat down at table, side by side, holding hands. Riekie brought us our juice. She was grinning like a Cheshire cat.
"OK, Riekie, give! What happened? Did you faint again? You haven't done that in weeks."
"Not me! Bobby!"
"You're kidding! He never was bothered before!"
"You guys are just too goddamn hot! I keep telling you. Poor Bobby couldn't take it any more. He went white as a sheet, and fell off his chair. I went to help him up. When I bent down to help him, my dress pulled up a bit. I was really embarrassed. He got a good look up my dress. He went all red in the face, got to his feet and ran to his room, saying he had some business to take care of. From the bulge in his pants, when he woke up, I think I know what business. I don't think I helped him much either, with the view he got up my dress."
For the first time, I noticed she was wearing a nice little summer dress. It was quite form fitting and showed off her lovely curves, hugging her pert breasts suggestively. It had a fairly low bodice, and showed some delightful cleavage. It came just nicely above her knees, and showed a nice amount of her own shapely legs. The colour of the dress set off her natural blonde hair prettily. She was a vision of teenage loveliness.
Carol teased her a bit." And I suppose you have to change your panties again..."
"Nope! I decided to take a page from your book. I'm not wearing any. You guys are too goddamn hot. Some days I don't have enough to wear and I hate having to do a laundry everyday."
I choked. Carol gave the rising tent in my robe a playful slap. She knew why it was there. I'm sure she got the same mental image I did, and knew how I'd react. I had just had a vivid mental picture of Bob waking up to the vision of a beautiful blonde muff, open and wet from her own orgasm as her legs spread, squatting to help him up from his faint. No wonder he'd had to run to his room and jerk off! The poor guy had been subjected to two nights and one day of Carol and me noisily rutting like animals. Yesterday, he'd got a full view of Carol's well-fucked and still wet pussy. Today he'd been up close and personal with Riekie's beautiful wet blonde puss. They were his sisters, but they were both beautiful and he'd got a look at them both when they were in heat! In Riekie's case, he probably got a whiff of her arousal, too. Any male animal will respond to that kind of stimulation. I think Riekie knew full well what that look up her skirt did to Bob, and took a little pleasure from being able to turn her own brother on.
The conversation, the lingering mental image, and Carol's hand holding it possessively kept my penis very hard all through breakfast. Bob rejoined us just as Carol and I finished eating. He was a little flushed, and had a hard time meeting Riekie's eye.
Carol said. "Riekie, I think you and I should talk, later." She led me away by the cock again, saying. "Come on, Big Boy! You and I must have a little chat about a certain problem right now." She had a glint in her eye. I was sure I was in it deep.
When we got to our room, I was expecting her to give me a blast for popping a hard-on over Riekie. Instead, as the door closed, she pulled my throbbing member out of my robe. She untied her robe, and pulling me on top of her as she fell back on the bed, she guided me into her heat.
"Fuck me, Stud. I got as hot from what Riekie told us as you did. It just doesn't show. Now fuck me and fuck me hard!"
I obliged. We fucked. We rutted. Her pussy was sopping. She never ceased to amaze me though. As wet and used as she got, she was always tight. She had learned to use her muscles extremely effectively. They milked my cock of every last drop. We made obscene slurping sounds as we fucked. We both shouted our passion. It was a very noisy, uninhibited fuck-fest. As we came together, I squirted as hard and as much as I ever have, despite two earlier sessions. That woman could get a response out of me almost continuously. No other woman I ever knew could stimulate me like her. Carol squirted as hard as she ever had. We made quite a mess. And she screamed. I swear they heard her in town.
"DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIID!!"
We wound down slowly, as our breathing returned to normal. We always enjoyed our post coital wind down. We would murmur sweet nothings and exchange little nibbling kisses. Even our wildest ruts ended in this quiet, gentle, loving manner.
When we stirred to get up, the back of Carol's robe was soaked. She wouldn't go back downstairs looking like that, but she did need to clean up before she got dressed. I had an idea and headed downstairs. As I came through, Riekie was sitting at the table. Her dress was pulled well up over her thighs, and bunched around her hips, showing lots of shapely leg. When she heard me coming, she guiltily pulled he dress down over her thighs. It was still bunched around her hips. It was apparent she was sitting bare-bum on her chair. I couldn't resist. I stopped behind her. I put my hands on her shoulders and kissed her on the neck. She shuddered like an electric shock went through her. I whispered "Good thing Carol finished me off. Seeing you like that, I'd be awfully tempted to try that pretty blonde pussy of yours."
"YOU can have it any time you want. Just clear it with Carol first. You guys make me so horny, I can't think. It's probably a good thing Mom's coming back today, or you might have me in your bed, too. I don't think Carol could handle that, and you'd die of guilt."
"Thanks for the offer. Very tempting. Besides, you're a virgin. Save it for the right guy like Carol did. You're probably right. Do me a favour, though, will you? Try to keep it demur around Bob. You're getting to him. It's not just us. He'd die of guilt if he got so turned on by her that he tried something with his sister, regardless of how beautiful or sexy. Where's Bob now, anyway?"
"In the bathroom. He ran in there when Carol screamed. I think he had a similar problem to me. Turn away while I get up. I made a mess on the chair, and keep Bob out until I get it cleaned up." I turned away and kept an eye out for Bob. Riekie made some small noises behind me. She gave me the all-clear.
I turned and went to the bathroom. Bob was just coming out. He looked shaken. "You Ok, Buddy?"
"Yeah. I'll be fine. Good thing Mom's coming home today. I don't think I can handle much more of you guys carrying on. And Riekie's starting to look so hot, I'm scaring myself."
"Oh!" I left it at that. Good thing I mentioned it to her.
I went in the bathroom and made my preparations. I filled an old-fashioned porcelain wash basin with warm water, grabbed a wash cloth, the soap and a towel. I took my cleaning kit upstairs to Carol. She was lying where I left her. Her pussy and thighs were a mess. I liked the look of it. That was one well-fucked pussy, but it wouldn't do for polite company.
"What took you so long?"
"Riekie got herself into a real state. Bob had to run to the toilet. I had to wait for him to get out. You better have that chat with Riekie soon. I spoke with her a bit, but I think she needs to talk to you. Go easy on her. She's in a bad way, and really confused."
I wet and soaped up the washcloth. I gently started washing her pussy and thighs. As I washed her clean, I told her about Riekie's serious reply to my joke about jumping her. I told her what Bob had said about Riekie looking hot. We had no secrets. I wanted her to know what was going on. We had created this potential monster. We would have to deal with it. If it developed any farther, we could ruin all our friendship. Carol was worried for Riekie. She said she'd talk with her. I said I'd talk to Bob if he wanted. We decided we would be a little more private with our lovemaking, and try to consider others while we were in the throes of love.
My ministrations to clean Carol's delightful pussy were complete, but the touching and rubbing of such a sensitive area had her going again. My cock was finally defeated for a while, so I got her off with my hand. She squirted a bit, and I had to wash her again. It wasn't much, and I was careful not to over-stimulate her.
"You didn't wash away all his Precious Stuff, did you?"
I kissed her on the furry part. "No, all done. It's still inside you. A little is starting to leak out again. You'll have to wear a skirt or dress for today. You've really learned how to control your vaginal muscles when we make love. You should try to learn to use them to close it tight and keep it all in so you don't lose it. I know that's where you really want it."
"Good thinking."
She took the wash cloth from me and washed me up, too. The feel of her warm hands on my genitals felt really nice. My penis was sated for the time being though, so it didn't respond to the stimulation. She bent and kissed it. She murmured sweet nothings to her Sweet Prince.
As it turned out, we didn't really have to talk to them. Bob and Riekie were able to talk and sorted out what was happening between them. It was hard on them for awhile, but they remained close, and really good friends. They never got into an incestuous relationship. Carol and I realized our totally uninhibited and frequent lovemaking, while immensely satisfying for us, was difficult for those nearby. We promised ourselves we would be a little more circumspect in deference to the sensibilities of others. We never did succeed completely, but we tried.
After her sponge bath and chat we got dressed. Carol wore a little summer dress similar to Riekie's. Those dresses had a built-in bra, and were the sexiest little dresses I've ever seen. I just love it when I see a woman dressed in one to this day. When we went downstairs, Riekie had a fresh pot of coffee going. While we had a cup, she busied herself upstairs. She soon reappeared with another bag of laundry.
"Don't you two be using that bed again today. If you get those urges, find someplace private outside. I have to sleep in that bed tonight and I don't want to be on a big wet spot. I've changed it to the sheets that were on it before, and removed the mattress cover. I hope you don't need your robes before tonight. They're being washed with the sheets EEWW! You guys are messy! Dave, I put all your clothes back in your room. Good thing Mom's back today, I don't think I could stand doing a large load of laundry every day. Speaking of Mom, I'm going to go in to town now. I'll get the wash done at the Laundramat, and be there in time to meet her train."
Carol said she was going with her. They needed some girl time alone. She also said we needed some time apart. I suspected she was going to talk to Riekie about our fears for her. She told me I needed to spend some time with Bob. As always, she was right.
The girls left for town. Bob and I emptied the coffee pot between us. I wasn't sure how to begin, so I barged right in.
"Bob, what do you think is happening between you and Riekie?"
"Jeez! I scared myself so bad with thoughts of her this morning. I just had to talk to her about it, so I did while you guys were upstairs. I told her what she was doing to me. She said she didn't realize, and would keep the sexy behavior down around me. She said she was so turned on by what you guys were doing, if I'd made a move on her, I'd have had my way with her. That scared us both. We realized we were responding to an outside influence more than anything else. So, I think we're OK now. She's got a huge crush on you, though. Be careful with her. Don't hurt her."
"Yeah! I'm glad to hear you guys are cool with each other. I was a little worried about you. I figured out she had a crush on me the other night at the party when she kissed me but I didn't realize how big it was until today. I kidded her saying I was tempted to jump her pretty blonde pussy." Bob's eyes went a little glassy at his memory of that pussy. "She told me I could have it anytime, as long as I checked with Carol first. I know if I did, she'd die of guilt afterwards. I love her, Bob, but not that way. I'm sure she'd be a great fuck, but that wouldn't be fair to her. I told Carol about it. She's gonna talk to her. I think that's why she went to town with Riekie."
We finished up the last of the coffee, changed, and went for a swim. We played in the water, snorkeling, until the girls returned with Dolly and the boys in the mid-afternoon. As soon as the car stopped, the boys came tumbling out like dervishes. They were so full of energy! I didn't realize just how much we'd missed them until they got home. Carol and I had had a lot of fun. We'd wed, and made wild, passionate, uninhibited love, but the house was almost too quiet other times without those youngsters around.
The boys made a bee line for Bob and me. They chattered up a storm. They were full of what they'd seen and done. The trip to the zoo had been a roaring success. They didn't see everything in the time they had, so they stayed over the extra day. Bob and I each grabbed a laughing squirming little boy. We piggy-backed them back to the house so we could say hello to Dolly. Pretty soon things were back to normal.
Dolly kept the girls busy the rest of the day. She was curious why they were wearing dresses instead of the usual shorts and halters of teenage girls at the cottage. The girls just said they were tired of that, and wanted to be 'pretty'. They certainly were that. Dolly took over the kitchen duties again and soon had a big supper cooking. She said she was tired of restaurant food, and was glad to be back in her kitchen preparing what she called real food. The wonderful smell of her cooking soon filled the house and spilled outside to us on the lawn.
Our whole routine returned to normal quickly. We had that delicious supper Dolly prepared. While we ate, Dolly asked how things had been with us. We told her about the party. I thanked her for the new shirt and pants. We told her the rest of the weekend was spent just lazing around. We told her about passing our 365 tests. She was inordinately pleased and proud of both of us for that. She asked if Carol and I had behaved ourselves. Riekie just said "Oh! They were good! They were very, very good!" She almost overdid it. Dolly's eyebrows were raised in an unasked question. To this day, I still think she knew what went on, but couldn't say or let on.
After supper, the girls helped Dolly clean up. Carol and I went for our walk stopping by our tree. We went into one of our torrid French clinches with Carol doing her tongue suck thing. Needless to say, I got an instant erection. She felt it, rubbing that delicious little pussy against me. Without breaking our kiss Carol got me out of my pants. I worked her dress up to grab those fabulous butt cheeks and she steered me into her soaking tightness. We fucked hard standing. Carol made the woods ring when she came, screaming my name as I filled her eager pussy with baby juice one more time. We rested a bit, still joined. She got her hips moving and mouth working in another hot kiss then she dropped to her knees to lick me clean.
I got hard again when she licked me clean. She giggled, and told me I would just have to do her again. Her scream wasn't as loud, but she was still noisy. We returned to this earth gradually from our double session, still joined. We nibbled and kissed. Finally, my dick softened and fell out with a very wet slurp. She giggled and said she'd really have to start working on those muscles. She was leaking heavily. She hoped her mother wouldn't see his Precious Stuff running down her kegs.
Carol dropped to her knees again, and promptly licked me clean the second time. All the while she cleaned, she whispered sweet nothings to her Sweet Prince. She told him how much Miss Pussy enjoyed the way he scratched her itch. She rose to her feet and kissed me. I tasted our combined juices on her lips. I thought she was so beautiful I could probably have got it up for a third time. Carol had that much of an effect on me. It was getting late, though. We strolled back toward the house, arms around each other. Carol was cooing the whole way how wonderfully full she felt. I was delighted to have been of service.
Riekie met us part way back, as usual. Our routines were rapidly returning to normal, indeed. She moved in on my open side, slipped her arm around my waist, and snuggled up. She stopped, so we all stopped. She looked at Carol.
"May I?" Carol nodded.
Riekie reached up and kissed me very tenderly on the lips. It was a kiss from the heart. I felt mine go out to her.
"What was that for?" I teased, trying to lighten the mood just a bit. "You trying to steal me away? I've only been married a little over a day, and already they start climbing all over me."
Riekie's eyes blazed. "David Lloyd! Don't cheapen that with a joke! I love you, yes. I admit that. I'd have you in a minute if Carol and you ever split! I know you don't feel the same way! That kiss was saying hello to my new brother and welcome to our family. Carol and you have made me so much a part of your lives I couldn't help falling in love with you. I've actually fallen in love with both of you! Maybe I put too much into that kiss for the purpose I intended, but I couldn't help myself." She nuzzled my chest then moved over to Carol, and gave her the same tender kiss she gave me. I saw Carol blush in the fading evening light, but she returned the warm kiss full measure. I knew she was feeling something akin to me.
"Carol Anne, you look and smell like a well-fucked woman. I taste David on your lips. I know now I love you both. It is an honour to share, even in this small way, your love for each other. I hope someday you will be able to let me share some leftovers. I know if I was ever to get one of you, I would get both. It's a package deal."
"Ya got that right." Carol and I said it together. More and more often, lately, we spoke in unison. I couldn't believe how two hearts could be so closely bonded that we had the same thoughts and voiced them simultaneously.
Carol and I looked at each other stunned. Riekie was just FULL of surprises. She was wrong about me, though. I just couldn't let her see it. I was feeling myself starting to fall in love with her. My feelings for Carol were far more intense. She was the other half of my soul, but I loved this wonderful blonde girl, too. She was devoted to us. Her actions of the last couple days were proof of that. She was also now calling me David the way Carol did. You could feel the warmth. The tenderness with which she called her sister Carol Anne melted my heart. Was that the way it sounded when I said it? Now I understood some of the effect I had on Carol when I used it. I struggled with myself trying to understand how I could love two women at the same time. I just had to talk to Carol about this before it would be safe for me to say anything openly. We had a warm group hug, and continued back to the house. Once again, I was strolling along with the two most beautiful women in the world.
Life for me was good. As we strolled along, I quickly re-capped for myself the summer thus far. Like a bolt of lightning, I fell in love with the most wonderful creature in God's Creation the first time we met. She had the same experience. We experienced the most intense ten weeks, discovering and nurturing that love. We had consummated that love this past weekend. My Love had given herself to me as the ultimate birthday present. Our friends (her brother and sister) and her mother's family got wind of the special gift she planned. Rather than try to stop her, they helped. Their intervention gave us a whole night of total privacy together, but they gave us something else. In an ancient rite, we had literally 'tied the knot'. Except for Canadian law, we were, to all intents and purposes, married. Only the conspirators and we knew, but for the time being, that was alright. My bride's sister openly declared to us her love for both of us. It was becoming apparent she wanted to share in our bliss. The odd thing was, I was falling in love with her. From the reactions of my young bride, she was too. So now, my life was also becoming a little complicated. It was still good, extremely good — just a little complicated.