Chapter 22: Casts Off

Saturday, May 22, 1971

I heard a soft knock and saw Anna peeking around the partially open bedroom door.

“Okay to borrow the bathroom?” she whispered.

I nodded. I was uncomfortable with her request, not because Anna woke me up, or because she was intruding on our privacy, but because she beat me to the bathroom! My eyeballs were floating, but with Nicky curled serenely in my arms, I hadn’t wanted to move, for fear of disturbing her.

Finally, after hearing the shower start, gallantry gave way to Mother Nature. I eased my arm from under Nicky, and raced to the bathroom. I was hoping I could slip in and back out without disturbing Anna and without waking up Nicky.

Anna was in the shower, but stuck her head out when she heard me come in.

“Good morning, Stud!” she said cheerfully.

“Morning,” I grunted as she went back to showering.

“Did you sleep well?” she teased from the shower.

After I finished reliving myself, I took a cup from beside the sink and filled it with cold water. Anna, hearing no response, continued teasing me.

“Well, I tried to sleep, but kept hearing the strangest sounds all night long!” she said, laughing.

I tossed the cold water over the shower door, right as Nicky came in.

Not realizing where the cold water came from, Anna shrieked as she jumped from the shower, and ran straight into me. We went down in a tangled heap, as Nicky stood there staring.

“You could have at least waited until I was through with him!” Nicky told her, laughing at our predicament.

As we untangled ourselves, a miffed Anna grabbed Little Michael and tugged. Naturally, he loved it and responded accordingly. Anna, realizing what was happening, giggled, then she started laughing with Nicky as we got to our feet.

When they could talk again, Anna looked at Nicky, spotting the dried blood on the inside of her thighs.

“Based on the sounds I heard, everything must have gone okay last night?” Anna ventured.

“Ohmygod! It was the most wonderful, fantastic night of my life!” Nicky said as she blushed. Then she looked at me with passion burning in her eyes. “In fact, I was hoping to enjoy him a little more before I let him go!” Nicky purred, winking at me.

“Well, I’ll be out of here in a couple of minutes. Why don’t you slip these bags...” referring to the plastic bags I had used yesterday, “over his casts and jump in the shower. If you hurry, you might just have time to ... well, whatever,” Anna suggested, smiling. Then she turned to finish getting ready.

“Anna, Momma wants to know if we should strip the beds...” Jenny asked as she came to an abrupt stop in the open bathroom door. “What’s...?”

She looked at Anna, brushing her hair, and Nicky wrapping my casts, but her eyes were immediately drawn to the dried blood on the insides of Nicky’s thighs.

“Did you...? YOU DID! You did it, didn’t you?” Jenny squealed at Nicky. Then running between us, she grabbed Nicky, babbling excitedly as she hugged her.

“Oh Nicky! Are you okay? Did you like it? Ooo was it good? Did it hurt much? What was it like? Was he gentle with you? You are so-o-o lucky! Tell me!”

Nicky was laughing at the running barrage of questions coming from her fifteen year old cousin, as she separated herself from Jenny and finished taping the bags over my casts.

Jenny was chattering away, so Anna just smiled at us as she left. Jenny was really wound up, talking non-stop, as I steered Nicky to the shower. If Nicky wanted any more time with me, we’d have to get showered quickly.

Jenny paused when I closed the shower’s glass door. As she stood looking at us through it, I could feel her sadness. She was excited, and I could tell she wanted to be with us.

“Jenny, if it’s okay with Nicky, you can help her bathe me.”

“REALLY?” she squealed. “Oh, could I, Nicky? Please?”

“I don’t think he knows what he’s getting into here,” Nicky thought. Then she told Jenny, “If you really want to, come on. I could use the help. But after this, he’s mine!”

Jenny had her T-shirt off and was dropping her cotton shorts, almost before Nicky finished speaking. In moments, they were talking and giggling as they washed me.

Suddenly, Nicky turned me around to rinse me. Jenny, who was bent over, washing my legs, squealed as Little Mike just brushed the tips of her nipples. I swiveled my hips slightly and Little Mike brushed them again. Her eyes lit up like the neon on Times Square, as she froze, rooted where she was kneeling.

Nicky looked around me to see why Jenny had stopped talking. Seeing the proximity of my cock to Jenny’s nipples, and recognizing the look on Jenny’s face, Nicky reached for my cock and playfully began to swipe the tip back and forth across her cousin’s aching nipples.

Jenny closed her eyes, savoring the feelings as Nicky teased her sensitive nipples with my cock. Deciding we were dangerously close to crossing a line I hadn’t thought about crossing, I reached up and turned off the water. Then I shooed them out of the shower, stopping to give Jenny a brief kiss for helping bathe me.

At least, that’s what I intended.

Jenny’s passion burned like the first stage of a Saturn V rocket and I realized, too late, that we had ignited a fuse that would not be easily extinguished.

Nicky was also excited by the little escapade in the shower. Drying me hurriedly, she pulled me into the bedroom. Stopping next to the bed, I wrapped her in my arms and kissed her with all the passion that burned in me. I could feel Nicky’s impatience, so I relaxed my arms and lay down in the center of the bed. She looked confused.

“I thought we were ... I mean I wanted to...” she cried.

“Come here!” I said, patting my tummy.

“But ... but I wanted to do what we did last night!” she whined. “You know-w-w, that last part.”

“Do you trust me?” I asked.

Nicky nodded.

“Then, come here,” I told her.

“Now, put your knees on either side of my hips ... like that ... Now, you can control how much and how fast. That way, in case you’re sore, I won’t be as likely to hurt you.”

“Oh, okay,” she said, as understanding dawned.

“Ooo, I see...” she said as she started to slide my rigid hard-on through her silky furrow. It wasn’t long until she reached down and pulled my cock tightly against her pussy, moaning as she slid her clit over the head. Back and forth she rocked, massaging her pussy with my cock. She was debating on whether to continue what she was doing, or to put it inside her. I was happy and relaxed as I focused on reading Nicky and basking in her enjoyment.

A slight movement caught my eye. I looked up and saw Jenny standing at the bathroom door. She hadn’t dressed yet and was unconsciously rubbing her distended nipples as she watched us, mesmerized by the sight. Putting my finger to my lips in the universal sign for quiet, I beckoned her to me, patting the bed beside me.

Jenny’s eyes never left the sight of Nicky as she rubbed herself with my swollen member. Climbing on the bed, Jenny stretched out on her side, her head on my shoulder, and her small cone-shaped titties with their long, rock hard nipples boring holes in my arm. She was totally fascinated by the unfolding tableau.

“What do think, Jenny,” I asked her, “Do you think Nicky likes you watching her stuff my big hard cock into her tiny little pussy?”

Jenny was too entranced to answer. However, Nicky’s eyes popped open as she overheard my question. She shivered as a thrill shot through her body at the realization that she was being watched. “Why does it excite me so?” was her fleeting thought before returning to the other sensations running through her. I’d fill her in later.

Nicky now had one hand holding my cock tight against her pussy while the other one was pinching and pulling her nipple. Finally, she decided she was ready to fill her emptiness. So leaning over on one knee, and trying to keep the other hand on her breast, she was unbalanced as she tried to line up her pussy with my manhood. I could sense her frustration, as she couldn’t get it quite where she needed.

Jenny sensed Nicky’s frustrations as well. Reaching out with her right hand, she grasped my cock at the base, holding it steady for Nicky. As Nicky raised her left hip slightly, Jenny gently guided my cock into Nicky’s thoroughly drenched pussy.

Nicky moaned and Jenny shivered as my cock head slipped in slightly. Then, working together, it disappeared further into the abyss.

Jenny had turned her body so that her small pussy with its downy covering of hair was directly over my cast-covered right hand, trapping it. Unconsciously, she began to move her hips, rubbing her pussy on my cast, in time with Nicky’s slow movements on my cock. The more of my cock Nicky’s pussy swallowed, the harder Jenny pressed.

I moved my trapped right hand slightly, extending my fingertips until I could feel her drenched pussy. When I curled my middle finger upwards, Jenny immediately wiggled her hips to line up her little slit on my finger. In her mind, she was imagining a large dick, as she ground her pussy on my finger.

I quickly found her tiny opening with my fingertip as she pushed, trying for deeper penetration from her substitute cock, while Nicky, lost in her own world, was pushing for deeper penetration from the real one in her pussy.

Jenny’s flinched as my fingertip touched her barrier, and she whined, “No-o-o...” when I quickly pulled my finger out of her gash. But she never stopped grinding her cunt against my hand. With my finger running over her pussy lips and her little clit swelling, Jenny suddenly discovered the hard part of the cast that ran across my palm. Increasing her pace, she was now dragging her swollen clit back and forth over the hardness of my cast, while trying to work my finger deeper into her pussy. I wasn’t about to let her bust her cherry on my finger, so I kept it curled so she couldn’t. But that just seemed to make her grind harder into my hand, which increased the stimulation on her now extended clit. So, I curled my ring finger to join my middle finger, and suddenly the size of her imaginary cock doubled!

Jenny let out a muffled scream. Muffled, because her face was buried in my neck, her mouth inches from my ear. I recoiled slightly and Nicky opened her eyes at my sudden movement. She looked from my face down where we were joined. Jenny’s hand was still firmly gripping the base of my cock and touching Nicky’s pussy on each stroke.

The idea of another woman touching her clit had been a fantasy she rarely explored, but the realization it was happening, surpassed any imagined fantasy, stoking Nicky’s already flaming passions into an inferno! I decided to connect the two infernos.

“Ohmygod! ... ohmy ... ohmygod!” Nicky began to chant as Jenny just humped my hand even harder.

“That is amazing! You are absolutely the most incredible man I have ever met!” the thought came unbidden into my mind.

I looked up as a fully dressed Anna entered the bedroom. Her eyes were on Jenny as she made her way to the other side of the bed. She had finally figured out what Jenny was so furiously humping.

“May I ... please?” Anna asked, already reaching to touch me. I could actually feel the ache in her voice.

“Good morning! Welcome aboard!” I said smiling. Nicky and Jenny seemed to be on auto pilot, grinding and fucking away, speeding up or slowing down to suit their needs. Once I connected them, they seemed to have synchronized their movements. They were also sharing their mini-climaxes as they pulsed through them. I knew Nicky was heading for a massive one, and let her have her head. Jenny was already gone, no thoughts anywhere, lost in the feelings of what I guessed to be a pretty big one for her too.

Anna winced as she connected, the combined approaching orgasms overpowering her momentarily.

“Damn! Michael! How did you end up with both of them?” she asked me.

“Just lucky, I guess. I’ll show you later, I’m a little preoccupied at the moment,” I thought to Anna.

“Sorry! It’s getting late and most of the house is up and stirring. I just came to check on you and Nicky. I had no idea Jenny would still be here. Oh my! Is that her cumming?”

Jenny had begun a massive rumbling, starting at her toes and rolling upwards through her body.

I just grunted. Nicky was approaching a seven point eight on the Richter scale herself. And she had my cock, squeezing it tightly with her pelvic muscles. Suddenly she leaned forward, hanging her tits in my face as she stood on the edge of her orgasm. I reached with my lips to suckle on her nipple and she let out a small moan.

Anna’s hand was inside her own shorts, frigging her joy box with abandon, as she rode the waves of the girl’s approaching peaks.

Suddenly, Nicky and I both realized, that someone else was hungrily sucking her other nipple. It was Jenny! When it finally registered that she had another girl sucking one nipple as I sucked the other, and feeling Jenny’s fingers on her clit as my massive cock skewered her, Nicky exploded in a large earthquake variety of climax that rumbled on for a long time. Then, just when she thought it was over, another orgasm, almost as big as the first one, rolled through. Jenny had joined Nicky in the throes of pleasure.

The girls’ emotional tide ebbed for a moment, until they realized they were connected through me. They then began reliving the experience all over again as they felt each other’s memories of the last few minutes. Anna was still connected also. And as they recounted the feelings and images, there was a third deep rumbling explosion that bathed all three of them as Anna came, taking Nicky and Jenny there, one more time.

Nicky rolled off me towards Anna, while Jenny rolled the other way, the contact too much on her sensitive clit. I groaned and reached for my throbbing cock, but the casts were in the way.

“DAMN CASTS!” I screamed in my mind as my hands went reflexively to my raging hard-on.

“Michael! What’s wrong?” Nicky asked groggily, still not totally recovered yet.

While my fifty-six year old mind said this was no big deal, my sixteen year old body was screaming the need to finish, desperate to reach my own climax after the last half hour of sharing theirs. I was about to give up and jump from the bed when a hand knocked mine away and immediately began stroking my aching manhood.

I could sense my own relief approaching as Anna continued to stroke me. Then another, smaller hand began to gently fondle my balls. When I realized it was Jenny, I exploded. I literally saw stars as I let myself become carried away on the river of the feelings around me.