Chapter 56: Change Is In The Air

Lydia

Oh dear, Mark had really dumped the news on the DS in the worst possible moment. They had nearly torpedoed a camera vehicle. But to his credit, he took the news like a real trooper, especially after we had explained our complex relationships and our upcoming media coming-out to him.

“Well, I have to give you that,” he said with a smile as we sat in the team bus. “You lot manage to stretch the liberal views of the Dutch even. As long as you’re all happy with it, it’s none of my business, and Nadja, don’t worry, I’m not angry. I run a women’s team. Unexpected pregnancies come with the territory.”

“If you want I’ll add another year,” I offered, but he put his hand on mine and shook his head.

“Lydia, you’re in top shape, so when you decided to retire from cycling despite that fact, I’m sure you had a damn good reason for it. I appreciate the sentiment, but I’d rather see you win a fourth gold medal in Sidney. I’ll hire two young climbing talents as helpers. I bet Amelie will appreciate a chance to go for some wins herself, because when Nadja comes back...”

We all chuckled.

Regina

It was a good thing I didn’t have any self-esteem issues or I would have started to feel inferior around here. My girlfriend was a national cycling champion, my two ‘co-wives’ of Mark were national time trial champions – yes, Nadja had won the Russian championships in June – and even my own daughter was a national champion – 1997 Junior class Karting champion of Germany.

Mark and I were the under-achievers in this house. Although, under-achiever was not really an accusation one could level at Mark right now. After the lot of them had come home and overcome their jet-lag, Nadja had taken him to the task.

Knowing that the two of them would have a go at making a baby, repeatedly, we had exiled Jenny to Emden. She had missed auntie Bea anyway and it was the week of autumn holidays. Meri had gone with her. Bea had a job now, so someone was needed to look after Jenny during the days, although she would spend them mostly at the karting center anyway.

Mark had managed to boink the hell out of Nadja eleven times over the day, until we found him sleeping from exhaustion on the beach blanket on the lawn near the pool – at three in the afternoon. One couldn’t really say he wasn’t trying hard.

“I have broken him,” Nadja said with a giggle as she put a blanket over him. Although still relatively warm, it was October after all, and neither of us had the heart to wake him up.

“Listen, Nadja,” I whispered to her. “How would you feel about putting on that special dress he bought you tomorrow? We could make a real event of it.”

“Bozhe moj, yes,” she squealed excitedly, but then clutched her mouth, realizing she had made too much noise.

“Thought so,” I whispered and chuckled.

Lydia

Regina had clued Mark and me in on her grand plan, so when Nadia came traipsing in the next day, naked except for stockings a garter belt and a blindfold, I wasn’t really surprised. Ever since we had learned about her preferences, I had helped her learn the lay of the land, after all I still remembered it in every detail from my big day as ‘maid Lydia’ back in December last year.

“Oh, my beautiful servant has come to see me, well, not really seeing me,” Mark said with a chuckle.

“I’ve come to please you my love,” she she said meekly. I still had to adjust to that personality change when she lived out her sexuality. This was the same girl who had brutally destroyed the competition on Pic de Nore and at Pikes Peak to help me win.

“You will please Regina first,” Mark ordered sternly. “But make sure you get the right woman this time.”

The poor girl didn’t even know where we were, although she had probably made out from the direction of Mark’s voice that we were sitting on the couch. Searching her way through the living room she found Mark first. Well, he was definitely the wrong woman, but she kissed the tip of his raging erection anyway. Why she checked that one after finding he had no tits, well, anyone’s guess.

Then she found me, and after fondling my boobs thoroughly she knew I wasn’t the right woman either. Eventually she found Regina, doing a boob check for good measure and gently pushed Regina’s legs apart. She dug in with verve.

Regina

Goodness me, ever since outing myself as bisexual to Mark and Lydia nearly five years ago I had had my pussy eaten thousands of times, by Lydia, Mark, Meri of course, Femke, and, since the start of the year, Nadja as well. But by golly it made a difference if your partner was on a sexual high when doing it. Nadja was sending me straight away with the fairies. The last I saw was seeing Lydia beating a discreet retreat, but my brain had already been melted too much to be able to wonder about the reason.

When I came I literally saw stars and I felt my whole body trembling in the throes of an almighty climax.

“Was it good?” Mark asked after I had regained my wits?

“Fucking hell, that was intense,” I swore, still breathing heavily.

“You’ve done well, my lovely,” Mark praised Nadja and I could see her smile happily, with my pussy juices still dripping off her chin.

“Come over here,” Mark ordered. “Stand in front of the window.”

My eyes got wide when Nadja did as she was told, without a moment’s hesitation. After finding the large front window she obediently stood in front of it, stark naked. Being blindfolded she didn’t of course know that Mark had closed the exterior window blinds. She was trembling with excitement. He was making her believe that she was showing herself to the construction workers in the plot across the road, and it made her horny as hell!

“Let’s show them how we make a baby,” he said and shoved himself into her pussy from behind.

“Yes my love, please give me a baby. Watch me, I’m getting a baby,” she mewled in ecstasy as if to cheer the strangers she thought were seeing her.

Since the two of them were busy, I discreetly went outside and found Lydia on a chair on the porch.

“Something wrong?” I asked her.

“No, let them do their thing,” she said. “I didn’t want to steal Nadja’s day.”

“You felt an urge to put that outfit and a blindfold on yourself, didn’t you?”

She nodded.

“Trust me you’ll have enough chances to put a blindfold on,” I said with a giggle. “That lovely hunk will fondle your boobs every day for weeks on end, and in your case he won’t have to compete with Meri over the privilege.”

“I bet you, he’ll have to share with Nadja,” she said with a chuckle. “Let’s go back in. I think someone just grunted like Fred Flintstone. We’ll have to get clothed for the car plan.”

We hurried inside and put our clothes on. Since Mark needed some time to recover, he had ordered Nadja to do herself for him. She was lying on her back, legs up in the air against a wall to avoid Mark’s semen from leaking out of her. All the while she was lifting her butt up and down the length of a dildo that he had fixed to the floor beneath her.

“Jeez, he’s getting into that play, isn’t he?” I whispered to Lydia when we went back outside.

She just nodded and fished Nadja’s car keys from her pocket.

The next plan was simple, but it required some effort. Nadja’s little Toyota weighed only 900 kilos, so Lydia and I were able to push it with a bit of effort. We pushed it slowly from the driveway into the backyard, so it couldn’t be seen from outside anymore. We could hear Nadja howl inside as she came from her dildo play.

Apparently Mark needed some more time to reload the weapon, but we couldn’t quite make out what he had passed the time with. After some minutes he came out with a panting Nadja in a fireman’s hold. He deliberately took a few detours to make her lose what little orientation she had while blindfolded and finally put her down behind the car.

Searching her surroundings with her hands, Nadja realized that she was touching the little spoiler on her car’s boot lid and she got excited even more. Thinking that Mark was about to do her in the driveway, in full view of whoever happened to be in visual range, she silently begged him to do her hard.

Damn, that girl really wanted that baby. Since Mark hat shot his load eleven times the day before and already once today, he had to pound her for quite a while until he finally came. Nadja had gone through two more orgasm by then. He helped her find a wall to raise her legs against. Being the benevolent god he was, he didn’t require any anal gymnastics from her this time.

This gave us enough time to push the car back out to the drive way, get our clothes off again and open the window blinds. After all our elaborate tricks of giving her the thrill of humiliation without actually humiliating her, wouldn’t work if she found out that the stunt with walking her along the empty street hadn’t been the only time she’d been tricked.

The third act was Nadja getting double-teamed by Mark and me. Of course I had taken the rear, after all Mark was supposed to shoot what little spunk he had left into the right canal.

This time however she couldn’t rest her legs against the wall. She had passed out, overwhelmed by no less than seven orgasms over the last three hours and the constant thrill of Mark playing her submissive side. She had certainly enjoyed it. She was out cold, but she smiled happily as if she had just gone through an extended training session with the Dutch National Dope smoking team.

Lydia held her legs up, since there was no wall at hand, and Mark cradled her head I his lap after he had taken the blindfold off her.

Mark

It took Nadja quite a while to come to, and even afterwards she was still on some sort of high, so I carried her to the guest house to let her rest for an hour or two.

“Is she okay?” Regina asked me. She had seen me carry a babbling Nadja away.

“Yeah, she is. She needs to chill a bit. That Dopamine kick was bigger that she had expected, I suppose.”

“Way to conceive a child,” she said with a giggle.

“We’ll have a good indication in about two weeks, won’t we?”

“Two or three days after her period was due,” Regina confirmed. “But only a gynecologist can then say for sure. I’ve already booked an appointment for her an me. We need instructions on the boob massages too.”

“Okay, let her get a rest,” I said. “Meri comes back the day after tomorrow and we don’t have much time to get a move on, so we should perhaps start packing. We need at least three days in our place to get rid of the jet-lag.”

“I will start packing,” Regina said. “I know you’ve shot your ammo over the last two days, but you’re a smart fellow, so I’m sure you’ll find other ways to show Lydia a good time. She doesn’t get to see much of you lately and if you want this harem of yours to work for all, you can’t neglect any of us. So, get cracking lad.”

Regina

As promised, I started packing. We wouldn’t need an awful lot of clothing, mostly for Meri really. Lydia, Nadja and I would would not wear much anyway and Mark still had enough of his stuff in Pasadena.

As I crossed through the living room, I could see Mark had taken my hint seriously. Lydia was sitting on his face, while Mark worked her butt with one of her favorite dildos. She grinned happily at me amid her groans of pleasure.

I was sure he would have found a load for her, after all he had rustled up eleven of them the day before, but both Lydia and I had agreed not to engage in anything that would make him cum, at least not until Nadja had had a few more tries at getting herself knocked up.

Of course we needed all of Mark’s body painting equipment. I assembled it all on the table on the porch, but I left the actual packing to Mark. He probably had a certain system of packaging it, and I didn’t feel like being responsible for it if something of it broke on the flight.

The telephone rang.

“Marx,”

“It’s Meri, sweetheart. Listen, I will leave Emden now. I’ll be back tonight already.”

“I won’t complain,” I said with a giggle. “What’s with Jenny? I thought Bea’s vacation doesn’t start until next Monday?”

“Jonjo and Femke will stay in Emden for three days and look after her during the day. But frankly, she doesn’t need much looking after anymore.”

“True,” I agreed.

“By the way, are they still at it? And does Nadja know she won’t get pregnant if he shoots it up the back alley?”

“The noise?” I realized with a chuckle. “That’s Lydia. I had to kick Mark up the backside earlier. For obvious reasons he has paid Nadja a lot of attention, but he neglected Lydia a bit lately. Nadja is asleep right now, coming down from her high.

“High?” Meri asked.

“Well, we staged an elaborate scheme to pander to her submissive trait. The girl thinks he’s done her at the front window and out on the driveway behind her car. She got such a massive kick out of it, she was practically stoned afterwards. I’ll tell you tonight.”

“That’s a story I got to hear,” Meri said and I heard her giggle. “Okay, I’ll take it easy, so I’ll probable be there around eight or nine in the evening. Love you.”

“Love you too,” I said and put the receiver down, just in time to hear Lydia have a hefty orgasm.

Nadja

We even had to leave a bag behind in Dresden. Mark’s and Lydia’s plane was designed for four passengers, but we were five and that one bag was the few kilograms too many for the maximum take-off weight. Lydia had left one of hers. After all, she wasn’t known for wearing clothes much, and she still had some stuff at home in Pasadena. Mark was sitting on the jump seat in the cockpit while the cabin was full of Mark’s favorite women. Technically we were probably six passengers on that plane. There was no way Mark and I had not conceived, considering how often we had done it. We had probably made a football team.

It was of course too early to say if we had done it. My period wasn’t due for another seven days and all we could do was wait, but if my gut feeling was anything to go by, I would miss the next season and give us all a baby instead. I was deliriously happy.