Chapter 15

At the conclusion of the first full membership, two day gathering my crew and I were quite satisfied, but extremely tired, as we slowly withdrew from the lounge to the living quarters. Missy and I last, after turning out or down, all the lights transforming it into night mode.

We walked hand in hand to the unfinished but still awesome living quarters. I said, “No sex tonight. I just want to shower and go to sleep. You okay with that?”

“Not even a blow job?”

“Right, not even a blow job tonight, but the morning is different. When will your period be finished?”

“Probably Tuesday and Ginger Thursday.”

We striped down and tossed our dirties in the pile by the closet door. Into the shower, we went to join Ginger and Violet. This is only my second shower in the new bathroom, but the scenery is getting better every time. Ginger noticed the lack of activity between Missy and I. Asking why, Missy said no sex tonight, just sleep.

Violet said, “I’m not on the rag,” lifting her humongous juggs up and shaking them at me.

My reply was, “I am taking the night off, too tired. I need to recharge.” After my refreshing shower, I headed for the bed to find Missy and Ginger waiting for me. We cuddled up, and I was out.

Sunday Morning

I awoke at 9:30 to see both of my lovelies sound asleep. Violet was not in her bed. I grabbed a pair of shorts and went to the kitchen. As soon as I opened the door to the hallway, I smelled coffee. Walking into the kitchen to get a cup, Violet handed me one. What a sight for sore eyes. She was as naked as a Jay bird. I turned around, going to the counter. I opened the money bag Sarah had left for me. I was surprised to see it was already counted. A paste it note, with the sum of $875.00 written on it. I next went to the kitchen cash register and checked the total for the last two days; $485.00, I will have to check with Missy on the room rent. So far I am thinking, it’s going to be at a loss. I went into the office and saw a note that said $1715. for room rent. That helps a lot. I grabbed a tablet and went back to the snack bar. Violet filled my coffee cup. When she saw me coming, my erection arrived before me. She asked if I ever used cream, tugging on a nipple. I told her no, but I could start. She said don’t get in a hurry. I’m fresh out right now don’t know if I will ever have any. I reached over the counter and fondled her, saying they’re just perfect the way they were.

There was a knock on the door from the pool. I went to open it. It was my son-in-law Jim. I let him in and asked what was on his mind. He said he was here to talk to Violet. He had her insured. We headed to the snack bar to talk to her and, if needed, they could use my office. In the mean time, Violet had put on an apron. He explained to her why he was here. He was her insurance agent now. He had bought the other company about six months ago. He had a copy of her policy, a claim form, and everything needed to facilitate her claim. He said that he had already talked to the adjuster and was authorized to get her a car today. He took the liberty of giving this address as her residence and the car should be delivered before noon. All he needed was her phone number for the adjuster. She gave it and he text it to the adjuster. He said the adjuster will contact her tomorrow. He said he was glad to be of service and was sorry it had to be this way. That’s all. The next contact will be with the adjuster. He turned to me and said could we have a private meeting. Nobody knew what Sarah had asked me last night.

We went to my office and closed the door. His demeanor had changed since the meeting with Violet. Sarah had told him about wanting to have my baby. He wasn’t happy about it and threaten me. If it happened, Sarah and I would regret it. I told him it was not my idea and I would respect his wishes. Knowing that I had no intention of doing so. He said that it was easier than he thought it would be, and left. He ain’t seen nothing yet. I’ll show him easy, but first I have to make sure that this is what Sarah wants. To make things fool proof, I will write out my suggestion to him, then recite it to him as a suggestion without being vocal.

Ginger comes out of the living quarters, stark naked, carrying a phone. Mom, it’s for you. It’s a car rental person. I go to the front door and open the blinds to see out. Just then, two cars are driving down the drive. I hear Violet say to park around back. She makes sure my cup is full and goes out the kitchen back door to the parking lot. In a short time, she comes back with some papers and keys. She looked somber, like it’s all sinking in now, no restaurant, no car, no home, nothing but the clothes on her back. I got up, went around the counter, and held her as she sobbed. I asked what do you want to do?

She looked at me and replied, “I want you to take me to bed and make love to me. I need some pleasure for a change. Please fuck the troubles out of me.” I leaned down and kissed her passionately, looking at the others. They all nodded their heads.

Ginger said, “Go for it. Fuck her as hard as you can. She needs it.”

With my right arm around her waist, I walked her towards the living quarters. She reached behind her back and untied the apron and slipped it over her head, letting it fall to the floor. I take her left knocker in my left hand, tweaking her nipple. Entering, we went directly to the bedroom, she unclasped my shorts, and they fell right to the floor, down on her knees pushing my ass down on the bed, sucking my cock, lubing it up for penetration, I am erect now just from handling her breast. I can’t reach her uvula, but I’m sure it is wet, she senses my movement and climbs onto the bed in the 69 position, I take the hint and chow down on her, but what I really want is her wonderful mammaries, especially her knock out nipples and areolae. I wonder if Ginger will get this big. She is already eighteen. Will she grow any more? I reach with my hands to her and maul them as much as I can. She comes off of my cock and climbs on top of me, inserting me into her velvet lined canal. I am really turned on now, haven’t had an orgasm since Sarah tried to fuck my dick off last evening. It seems the more pussy I get, the more I have to have it. Staring at her glorious tits now, while holding on to them, they’re just like an opposite version of Sarah. Only the texture is more rubbery and thick. I might climax just from looking at her chest, as she is about to climax now. I plop one nipple in my mouth, sucking it while squeezing her other breast and tweaking her nipple between my thumb and index finger. Wow that set her off, bang, bang she climaxes, jerking and thrashing about, her breathing is erratic, sometimes blowing out on the exhaust. Whimpering and grabbing my breasts as hard as she can, I reach down and find her clit, rubbing it with my hand. She is still cumming, a really long one. It seems to go on forever. She stops and tenses up, causing me to shoot rope after rope of cum into her. This sets her off again, cumming just like before. I feel her muscles spasming. Thrashing, jerking and whimpering, freezing in an arch, her breathing is like a steam engine, puff, puff, puff, then stops and starts again. She collapses on me, out of breath, saying please fuck me as hard as you can please. I roll us over, still engaged, and begin stroking with my semi erect tool. She smiles and says save it. I don’t think I can do it right now. I want to, but I don’t think I can. I am just not able. I ignored her, but eased up on my strokes, attacking her fucking tits once again. Her tits are what heaven should be like. She didn’t say a thing, just laid there with her eyes closed and a big smile on her face. My erection is full now and bigger than before. It always swells up thicker after I cum for the first time. I am trying my best to fuck her troubles a way, or just fuck her into next week. But I am doing it most gently, pausing at the bottom of my stroke to rub around on her clit. Speeding up now and taking longer strokes, banging her black ass harder than before, enough to make her climax. I pull out flip her over place my arm around her waist and pull her up into the doggy position mount her again and start banging again, as hard as I could reaching around and fondling her juggs, I love to fondle hanging breasts, I love the weight of them, sure would like to watch someone fuck her like that, while I am fucking someone else. She enjoyed it to cause it caused her to cum again. Immediately coming to mind would be Jimmy and her and me and Sarah. That thought was enough to fire me off, Bang, Bang, Bang and more Bangs. I slowed and withdrew. Collapsing on the bed beside her.

I asked, “Are you okay now?”

“I’m still upset, but I feel better. Unbelievable what a good fucking can do.”

“Come on, let’s get in the shower.” I notice then that the sliding doors were closed. Someone had been watching. I helped her off of the bed, and we went to the shower. We were washing each other and still having a good time at it. I was naturally soaping up her tits. While she soaped me up, I had to quit to scrub the rest of her body.

“She said I hope it is okay if I borrow some more of Sarah’s clothes so I can go shopping?”

“I’m sure it will be fine, but if it bothers you, we can call her and ask.”

“Luckily, I have my purse with me.” We were out and drying off when the door opened and Ginger came in.

I got dressed while Ginger and Violet went to the closet to get clothes for her.

Out in the snack bar, I sat down on a stool, then got up and got my own coffee. Walking down the hallway, headed towards the laundry. The door was open and there sat Missy ironing sheets in the nude. I walked up behind her and kissed her on the neck. As soon as that sheet was done, she stood up, turned around and kissed me. “Is Violet ok now?”

“No, but she is better.”

“Surprising what a good fucking will do, huh?”

I reach down and squeeze her tits a little. I then go to the dryer and empty it of blankets. I notice for the first time a contraption mounted on the wall, with a foot pedal and a clamp up above connected to the foot pedal and an instruction sheet on the wall showing how to fold sheets and blankets. It’s called a helping hand.