Chapter 21: Bedding

“Oof, I need to rest. Julie, it’s your house, you’re in charge.”

Sylvie offered to help her, which she gratefully accepted. Pam’s bra had four hooks connecting the straps across her back. When the last one was unfastened, her boobs came tumbling out and she pulled the contraption off her body and threw it in the corner.

Sylvie took advantage of the moment to reach around to grope and heft her mighty bosom. Pam just grinned.

“I’m going to lie down here, you maniacs can just play around me,” Pam suggested.

Julie now had the floor, so to speak.

“I’m not going to beat about my bush, guys, it’s time to get naked! The last one to get their clothes off has to eat my pussy. Go!”

Clothing flew in all directions. Theo was the laggard, so Julie laid out on the big mattress, legs spread, and pointed at her pelvis.

“Get to work, Theo!”

He gave Sylvie a questioning look, and she simply shoved him in Julie’s direction. Then she turned and sought out Nate. Without comment, she pushed him back onto the edge of the mattress with his feet still on the floor. Between his bent knees, she latched on and began sucking.

“Mm. Ah. Ah, Sylvie taught you well, Theo. Ooh. Yes, right there! Ah, Ah, Ah, AH! Coming!”

Theo was momentarily trapped by Julie’s squeezing thighs and her hand pressing down on his scalp. After a minute to recover, Julie had a suggestion.

“Go to Pam now and give her that tit-fuck she’s been wanting. It’s time she gets splashed with all that splooge you’ve been building up today. Go!”

While Pam was squeezing her tits around Theo’s long cock, Sylvie had turned around and presented her ass to Nate for some doggy-style fun. He was happy to oblige her.

When Julie saw Nate finish plowing Sylvie with a big load, she moved Sylvie up flat on the bed and enthusiastically extracted all of his milk from her juicy vagina. While she was lapping away, Nate circled around behind Julie and played with her pussy. From long experience, he knew just the right manipulations.

Julie stopped licking Sylvie to enjoy her orgasm, courtesy of Nate, and then resumed her oral attack on Sylvie’s tender parts.

Pam got to her feet.

“I want more, but I’m having a let down, uh, starting to dribble. I’m going to go feed Tilda and I’ll be back soon. Nobody leave!”

Pam stopped briefly to wash her chest, and then walked into the other bedroom, still topless.

“I’m sorry, Sette, but I really need to feed her.”

“No problem. Uh, actually, you’re leaking. Sorry. I’ll just go...”

“Please, stay. I’d rather have someone to talk to, if you don’t mind. C’mon, baby, latch on. Ouch! Oh, good, that’s it. Sette, hand me that little towel, please. While she’s on lefty, righty is going to drip. So, tell me more about when you started reading.”

“Ah, OK, change of subject.”

She put her hands on each side of her head and made a little twisting movement along with a “click” noise, as if she was an android making a programming change.

“So not long after I learned to read, I found this series of books in the library. They were, I guess, classic stories for young people. Like, Jules Verne, Nathaniel Hawthorne, Mark Twain, Jane Austen, etc. These were printed with open space on the side of the text, the margins, where anything unfamiliar was explained clearly. Old words like ‘peregrination’ or ‘vouchsafe,’ and even little drawings for things like ‘musket’ or ‘sloop.’

“Eventually, I even found an abridged version of Les Misérables by Victor Hugo. That’s where my name comes from. You’ve seen the little girl on the posters for the movie version? That’s Cosette from the story. She’s an illegitimate daughter of a prostitute, go figure.”

“I don’t care. Cosette is a lovely name for a wonderful young woman. If my Matilda grows up to be anything like you, I’ll be a very proud mother. I’d give you a big hug, except I would get you all damp.”

“Aw, thanks. So, you’ll keep bringing her around so I can help her learn to read?”

“Oh, Sette, that’s for certain.”

“Well, I do have a couple weeks off starting December 18th. I’ll pencil her in. What? Too soon?”

Round Two

Pam left a stuffed, burped, and sleepy baby with Cosette and returned to the master bedroom, shaking her head.

“Your daughter is really something. I’m not surprised Julie is so fond of you three. Speaking of you, Theo, I’m still wanting a French connection. Move over, Syl, I want him on top pounding me into the mattress. S’il te plaît?”

“You think you can seduce me with a few words of French?”

“Of course she can! That’s what I do.”

Outraged, “Sylvie!”

“Shut up, Theo. Fuck her so hard that she forgets both her French and her English, too.”

With a low growl, he plunged in 3/4 of himself with a single stroke.

“Eep! Ah, Ooh.”

After Nate, she could appreciate the differences with Theo’s cock. She couldn’t take his whole length, but his fast strokes made up for not feeling his groin rubbing against hers. Meanwhile, Theo was watching Pam’s tits wobbling back and forth underneath him.

“Next time,” he thought, “Pam on top with her nipples brushing my face!”

Over to the side, Nate was close to dozing off. Sylvie and Julie were cuddling together watching Theo’s ass plunging up and down between Pam’s thin thighs.

“I’m glad you’re not jealous, Syl. He certainly looks like he’s enjoying himself.”

“No question. I’m fine so long as he always has something left in the tank for me. After Pam, though, you’re next for him, Julie. Do you think you’re ready?”

“I don’t know. I’m a little intimidated. He’s going to be the longest I’ve ever had, I think. At least he’s being careful with Pam and her small frame. I have to tell you now that I’ve seen him, well, I’m got one thing on my mind.”