Chapter 46: Continuity

After a couple of weeks, Nia was back to her natural equilibrium. Jared arrived about ten days after Nia had moved into the bedroom. By then, everything was transformed: the walls were painted a pale lavender, Nia was sleeping in a four-poster canopied bed, and everything possible was pastel and frilly. The only thing “normal” was an ordinary twin bed in the corner for Jared.

Addressing Peter, Jared asked, “Just so I understand, I have two places to live. One with my lesbian mothers, and one with Tania. Where should my posters of Conan, Thor, and Hulk Hogan go?”

Nia just smiled at him.

“You know, Jared, you’re better looking than those guys. You don’t need those posters.”

Peter said, “I know this is a shock, son. But realistically, you are only here overnight a few times each month, like when Sandra and Lorelei are traveling. When any girls see this room and how you’re being a kind and sweet brother to Nia, they’re going to love you more.”

It helped that Jared was extremely cautious about any improper contact or conversation with his ten-year-old roommate. If Nia happened to get into any dangerous topics, he would simply say, “You have to talk to Leah and Andrew about that.”

Meanwhile, the sixteen-year-olds were living the fantasy. Almost every night, Val would invert herself on top of Abel and inhale his cock, while grinding her clit into his chin. After his first copious explosion, she would grab her wand vibrator and go for an orgasm while he was reloading, so to speak.

Enthralled, he watched her writhe on the bed beside him, and he would always be ready for the main event. Her favorite was to get up on her knees and elbows and waggle her ass invitingly. Those years of running with him had perfected her muscular backside.

He could never resist. For lubrication, he would slide into her pussy about halfway for a few strokes. Then he pushed past her brown ring until he was buried to the root. Abel’s cock was long but thin, and they had learned that he shouldn’t go all the way in to her vagina. Bumping her cervix was unpleasant for her, but her ass had no deep obstructions (usually), and he could “go to town” on her.

With every thrust, his balls battered her dripping pussy lips. She would ride the crest of her feelings until she felt him pull out at the last possible moment and splatter her cheeks and crevice with his second load.

Then she would prone out with her legs still spread and enjoy the feeling as he would rub the semen into her pussy and asshole and all the skin around and between. When it was all soaked in, he would turn and lie on his back, heading for sleep.

Meanwhile, Nan and Ted had a different approach to lovemaking. Nan preferred being passive while Ted explored her body. He loved having his fingers stroking one nipple while his lips (and teeth!) were on the other nipple. Erect, her large brown nipples were surrounded by small wrinkles of tense flesh.

No longer was she worried about her breasts being asymmetrical or not big enough. Ted had shown over and over his devotion and appreciation for her rack. Sometimes, she would catch him appreciating her chest in public. It never failed to “turn on her headlights,” as people would say. A few times when this happened, she realized that both Carolina and Peter were catching on and exchanging knowing glances.

After minutes of breast play, Nan would cry out and spread her legs wide in invitation. Only then would Ted climb on and carefully penetrate her. He always went slow because his cock was quite large at the head and had an obviously thick shaft behind it. She was wet enough; it was just him trying to avoid causing her pain.

Once all five inches were inside, he would try minor in-and-out strokes and watch her reactions. Almost always, she showed complete enthusiasm, and he would work into longer and longer thrusts. He could feel her flesh clinging to his shaft as he pulled out and pushed in, including her inner labia being tugged.

His motions always caused her to lubricate generously, and her orgasms were so intense that she actually peed into his pubic hair. After a couple of months, he finally got her to stop apologizing and pointed out “squirting” videos on internet porn sites.

Adding his spurts of come to her swampy pussy seemed pointless, so he would pull out, move up, and blast her face with everything he had saved up. Nan was visually oriented, and when she would see his wet groin right up in her face, she wanted to keep her eyes on his cock.

But, sadly, semen in the eye is unpleasant, so she would squeeze her eyelids shut until she was sure he was completed, then gobble that big mushroom head and apply suction to draw out the last drops.

They went through a lot of towels, those two.