Chapter 5: Adoptions

I was rescued from being fucked to death by my darling Kryssie, who lay down next to me and shooed the other away.

“Go on, git!” she told Amy, Sandy and Sarah. “This here’s my man, and I haven’t got any of his big dick all afternoon! Y’all go jump in the pool and play with each other or something!” She grabbed my hand and pulled me back into the master bathroom, guided our cum-soaked bodies into the shower and turned on the water.

“Mmmm,” she sighed as she kissed me soundly, the hot water washing away the various bodily fluids that covered us both. The rest of the world disappeared as we cuddled, kissed, and gently petted each other.

“Jackie and Pop getting it on?” I murmured idly, watching the water drip off her gorgeous face, nibbling her chin, holding her close.

“So I assume,” she replied, amused. “They went into her bedroom like an hour ago, though, so they might be done. I dunno though, Jackie was being very possessive! She may not let him go all night.”

“Good! I dunno what the others will do then, cause I’m with you tonight!” I declared, rolling over to lie atop her.

She smiled big, her heart in her eyes. “My Kenny, my sweet Kenny! How I love you so! But I already promised momma she could sleep with us if daddy and Jackie are too busy. Was that okay?”

“Well, I guess we’ll just have to find a way to get along,” I grumbled. Kryssie laughed.

I kissed Kryssie hard, then and she crawled between my legs to suck my dick up hard while I lay on my back, letting the warm water pelt us. She straddled my pelvis to insert my hard phallus into her sweet slit, and I moaned as her velvet softness enveloped me. Desire and pleasure filled me as she rotated her hips slowly, corkscrewing me inside her while I caressed and kissed her breasts, her belly, and her beautiful, sensuous face!

We made tender love for an hour, getting our heads back together, finding our devotion to each other again inside the whirlwind of lust that had captured our family!

“I’m so in love with you, Kryssie.” I whispered to her as we cuddled in the afterglow. “I’m going to remind you often, and show you often, just how much. All this sex with all these people can sure get confusing, can’t it?” She nodded, smiling. “I want you to never, ever think that what I experience fucking those other women will even hold a candle to what I feel with you, sweetheart. You’re my world.”

“That’s what it’s like to be a nympho, baby,” Kryssie smiled sadly. “All these women, my sister, my mom, Sandy and Amy, they all want you and daddy, because you make them feel safe. Like daddy said, you guys are the glue that holds our world together. They’d never betray you like I will.”

“I’ve really even only known you for a couple of days,” Krys continued, “and most of that time has been with your cock in me! You’re the only man that’s ever been able to satisfy me sexually. That’s amazing to me! I’ve never gotten enough sex, never!”

“Not only that, but I like you! Really like you I mean, you make me laugh and you’re lots of fun just to be around, and never, never have you judged me. Not once. That’s everything to me! You make me feel whole, and normal, and happy!” She began to cry softly. “I need you so! But I’m going to hurt you, betray you, I know I am! It’s what I always do! I don’t deserve you!”

“You deserve everything good that can ever happen to you, Kryssie.” I said fiercely. “You do deserve to be loved, to give love and be loved. There’s nothing wrong with being who you are. All these shrinks and doctors, what the fuck do they really know about you? They don’t know who you are! The only reason they say you’re abnormal, and label you with a mental illness is because that’s how they make their money!

“But I do know you Kryssie,” I told my lover. “I’ve always known you! I see your soul, your heart! There’s nothing abnormal or mentally ill about you, you’re just a scared little girl trying to get along in a world you don’t understand and that doesn’t understand you! You’re a beautiful, wonderful child of God, and I love you just exactly the way you are! Never change anything on my account, love. I think you’re perfect.”

Krys began to cry. “Oh Kenny, when you say it like that I can almost believe it! I want to believe it! I’m scared to, though.”

“Bingo!” I exclaimed. “You just said the secret word! ‘Scared.’ Your only scared, baby! Fear is what’s holding you back and keeping you from loving yourself! Fear of the judgment of others, fear of yourself. Lemmee tell you something, baby, that I learned in combat. Fear is just a feeling, and you can’t let it rule your life. If you let it, it will paralyze you and keep you a prisoner, alone in the dark!” Kryssie smiled, but I could see that she didn’t understand my words.

“Look at it this way. “I told her. “You’ve been diagnosed as hyper-sexual, right, a nymphomaniac?” She nodded. I spread my hands and shrugged. “Well, so what?”

“Hunh?” Kryssie’s gorgeous face scrunched up in puzzlement.

“So you’re a nympho. So what?” I continued. “You like to fuck. So do I. So does your mom, and Pop, and Sandy, and Jackie, and Amy, and your old landlord, and everybody else in the world! What we’ve experienced over the last couple of days proves to me that your appetite for sex isn’t any stronger than mine, or Pop’s, or especially your mom!” I said with a leer. Kryssie giggled. “If you’re a nympho, what does that make me? I’ve just got done fucking Amy and Sandy, and I only met them an hour ago! What does that make them?”

“They told me I was crazy, too, Kryssie. They told me I was crazy because I couldn’t deal with the civilian world after Afghanistan. They tried to poke their fucking pills down me and fucked with my head until I was crazy. Thank God I fell in with a group of other wounded vets, who understood me and loved me until I finally realized that I’m okay just exactly the way I am. After what we’d been through in combat, we weren’t supposed to be normal. Who the fuck are those shrinks to tell us how we ought to act?”

“So screw the psychiatrists and screw their labels! Who are they? Strangers hustling bucks for themselves by telling other people that there’s something wrong with them,” I sat up, poking the air with my extended finger to emphasize my points. “I say it’s okay to be exactly who you are, Kryssie baby, and I love you for exactly who you are. Everybody in our family loves you just the way you are, and to hell with anybody that doesn’t! You’re likable, you’re funny, you’re wicked smart, and you also happen to be one of the most stunning women God ever created! Love yourself for who you are, baby. All the rest of us do. Like the song says, you’ll find the greatest love of all inside yourself.”

Krys understood at last what I was trying to say. She started laughing and crying at the same time, threw her arms around my neck and hugged me so hard I thought she was gonna break it! She cried and cried and cried, snot flying, with big sobs, fifteen minutes or more. This time they were tears of joy, though, as she finally accepted my love and felt the hope of redemption for her self-respect. She gradually calmed, and we kissed long and tenderly.

Finally, she said, “Lets get something to eat, I’m fucking starved!” We dried off and walked downstairs totally naked. After the last couple of hours, clothes just seemed redundant.

Everybody else was naked too, sitting in the living room and eating pizza. (Well, Sarah was still wearing the ruined panties I had eaten the ass out of.) Jackie was entwined on the sectional sofa with Amy, munching pizza and playing a video game. The two happy teens waved at us cheerfully as we wandered in, but kept playing their game, which seemed to involve car theft of some sort.

Sandy and Sarah were sitting on the steps going up to the kitchen, involved in some sort of serious discussion. Sandy blew me a kiss, and Sarah patted my butt as Krys and I strolled by, but they didn’t seem inclined to interrupt their talk.

Krys went to fetch us some pizza and drinks from the kitchen and I plopped down on the other end of the sofa next to Pop, who was working on a laptop.

“Hey, son, wassup? Hear you’ve been trying to break some kind of record for the amount of jizz one man can make, or something.” Pop sounded amused and totally relaxed, so I guessed things had gone well with him and youngest stepdaughter.

“I had help,” I replied, “What ‘cha doing?”

“Reviewing our financing for the car lot acquisition. I get nervous after making multi million dollar deals. There weren’t any surprises at the meeting, but I’ll only be comfortable when we hold title to everything free and clear. Wanna see?” He turned the laptop so we could both see.

Krys brought me a bottled water and a couple slices, kissed my forehead, then went to sit with her mom and Sandy.

Pop said, “I know you can’t have seen those spreadsheets yet, or everybody wouldn’t be walking around naked. Here’s the list of the properties we’re buying, and the assets that come with them.”

It was the cover sheet of the sales contract. A Ford dealership in San Antonio, a Lexus dealership in Houston, a Toyota dealership and a used car dealership in Dallas, a Honda dealership in Corpus Cristi, another Toyota lot in Austin, and another used car place in Amarillo. Damn! And that didn’t include the other new Chevy dealership in Lubbock! A glance at the asset summaries told me all the new car dealerships had clear titles to land and buildings, but the used car dealerships didn’t.

After giving me a minute to look the list over, Pop said, “After you and Miles get me the service audit for the dealership here in Center City, son,, you should be able to do the service department in Lubbock by yourself. They’re both Chevy dealerships, so the inventory, paperwork, and logistics should be similar. Payroll might be a little different, though, and cash flow.”

“I’ll check those spreadsheets tonight, Pop. If I have questions, I’ll ask you or Sarah. This my first real look at this deal,” I said. “We’re gonna be busy little beavers for a bit! I can tell you one thing now, though, if you want my opinion.” Pop raised his eyebrows inquiringly. “Both those used car lots are hemorrhaging cash. We don’t own the premises.”

“We’re on the same page there, son,” Pop agreed. “Hate giving our money away. If we can’t get title to those premises, the businesses will have to be moved or sold.”

“Then I’d suggest taking a look at the balance sheets for the new car dealerships, and if they’re in good shape, then you should start your trip by checking out the two used car places. The longer we wait on that, the more cash we’ll put in the dumpster Besides, don’t you think it’s curious that Giancosimo is an astute enough businessman to make sure he owns all the real estate for his new car lots, but not for the used car places?.”

“Hmmph.” Dad looked thoughtful, then smiled. “I knew I hired the right man. Yes, we’ll go over the balance sheets in the morning and see if I can get a real estate agent to see who does own those lots, and take a good hard looksee at all the data we have on them.”

“I’ll have that Center City audit done for you in a couple of days, Pop. Then Krys and I can head for Lubbock if you need us to.”

“Oh, no no no. If you go anywhere, it’ll be to act as my agent at those used car places. You’ve convinced me, we need to either have a plan in place for them ASAP.”

“Can do, dad. By the way, you still gonna take Jackie with you?”

“Absolutely! Look at her over there with Amy. I was right, they’re definitely a couple, but both of them are clear about their bisexuality now, and Jackie told me she wants to sleep with you. She’s curious and excited about her sexuality, but doesn’t seem to mind your romance with Kryssie, or even that you fucked Amy this afternoon. She adores me, though, and I want her to know I adore her, too. She’s looking forward to the trip.”

“I know you were joking about setting a record for jizz production, Pop, but the fact is that I really do feel like I’m taking an endurance test,” I confided. “How in hell did you fuck Sarah and Kryssie for eighteen months and keep them satisfied? I’m about worn out!”

“Testosterone supplements. I’ve found some that actually do what they claim they do. Try a couple, if you want,” Pop offered, “I’ve got like a year’s supply. The ‘Mr. Happy’ pills in the vitamin cabinet in the kitchen.”

“Maybe I’ll try just half of one,” I said hesitantly, “you know how I am with pills.” Even when I was a kid, I’ve always been hypersensitive to any kind of drug. Half an aspirin usually clears up a headache for me. Maybe it’s because I’m such a fitness freak, always have been.

“Suit yourself.” he shrugged. “You may need them if you’re going to be here alone for two weeks with at least two horny sluts, probably three if Sandy stays. Sarah’s going to try to get her and Amy to move in for good.”

“I’m all for that!” I said enthusiastically. “We’ve got plenty of room, and everybody’s crazy about them!”

Sarah came over and sat down on dad’s other side, kissing his cheek and fondling his flaccid cock. “Mind if I interrupt for a minute?” she breathed into his ear.

“Keep that hand on my dick and I’ll interrupt you in a minute! Wassup, babydoll?” Pop put his arm around his gorgeous wife and began feeling up her luscious tits!

“Sandy and I have been talking. Her business is in trouble.”

“Uh-oh. Trying to get to me through my dick, eh?” Dad grimaced. “You know it works every time!” Sarah grinned and kissed him. “Okay, tell me more...”

Sarah looked distressed. “I’m sorry, baby. I know we’ve got a lot of business problems ourselves, but Sandy’s in a tight and she doesn’t know what to do.”

Dad beckoned to Sandy, who was looking over at us anxiously.

Sandy obediently arose and came over to sit on the floor next to Sarah, facing Pop.”Look, Bobby, I’m not trying to foist my problems off on you or your family...” she began.

Pop held up his hand. “Hold it!” he said. The magnificent little blonde woman settled back, a confused expression on her face. Then she grinned wickedly when she noticed how avidly I was ogling her magnificent tits!

Pop hollered at the girls, and everyone came over to sit in a big circle at Pop’s and my feet.

Pop then raised his hand. “All Davises raise their hand!” he said. Sarah, Krys, Jackie and I did so.

“Who do we love?” my father intoned.

“All of us!” “Everybody!” “Our family.” “Huh?” (That last from Jackie.)

“Does that include Sandy and Amy?” said Pop.

“YES!” was the thunderous, unanimous reply.

“Forever and ever, till we die?”

“YES!”

Pop raised his other hand, looking a little ridiculous as he sat naked on the couch.

“Then all within the House of Davis pay heed,” he intoned in a formal tone, “let all our family give ear! Using my authority as Laird of Clan Davis, I hereby decree that Amy and Sandy, formerly of clan Carson, are as of this moment adopted to clan Davis, to have and to hold forever! They are to receive all rights, appurtenances, accessories, animals, paraphernalia and privileges that accrue to every other member of the clan! Sandy and Amy, please rise!”

Sarah was shaking her head and laughing, Krys was looking at Pop with a “really, daddy?” expression, and Jackie and I were just laughing, as our new family members stood.

“Amy, Sandy, do you accept adoption into the ancient and sacred Circle of Davis?” Pop waved his arms in a circle and held his thumbs and forefingers towards the girls in the shape of the letter L.

“I guess,” said Sandy, her arms crossed over her fabulous breasts in mock disgust.

Amy, trying hard not to laugh, said, “Sure.”

“Do you agree to wash windows, oil the chickens, perform minor vehicle maintenance, and not pee in the pool?”

“Too late.” Sandy quipped, while a silently hilarious Amy simply gave Pop a thumbs up.

“Do you promise to submit to our depraved sexual desires and buy your own car insurance?”

Everybody just died laughing. Sandy was giving the thumbs up now, and Amy acted like she had to pee!

“Then you are hereby declared Davises, Excelsiorus, Ipso Facto, and E Pluribus Unum!” Pop announced.

When everybody quieted down a bit, Pop went over and kissed both Amy and Sandy on the forehead.

“Seriously, Sandy, you guys are family,” Pop said gently, “and family helps each other. Now, how can we help you?”

“That’s very generous of you, Bobby.” Sandy joked nervously, “I dunno about being family, really, because before this afternoon the only ones I’d met were Sarah and Jackie, but now I guess since we’re all sleeping with everybody...”

Sarah interrupted, “That’s enough of that! We love you two, Sandy, and we’re family by virtue of Jackie and Amy’s commitment, if nothing else! So we’re adopting both of you! And everybody in this family loves to fuck each other, and pretty much anything else that wiggles, slithers, or crawls, so nobody judges you for wanting some hard dick, either!” Sandy grinned, and Amy slid over to kiss Sarah on the cheek.

The two younger girls went back to their video game when we settled down to talk business. Kryssie came over to sit in my lap, and wiggle her glorious little tushy around to slide my semi-erect cock in between her ass cheeks. She was positively glowing with contentment, and grinned at her mom’s inquiring look in an “I’ll-tell-you-later” kind of way.

“Well you may or may not know that I own a lingerie boutique,” Sandy began, “Angel Love Lingerie, it’s in a strip mall over near Estates Drive, and that Amy and I live in an apartment over the shop. We’ve been there three years, and have a pretty good clientele established, being near the golf course and the freeway and all. We’re not getting rich, but we make enough to get by.”

Sandy grew agitated. “My problem is that the owners of the strip mall have sold it to a fundamentalist church organization that wants me gone. I’ve got a solid lease until the end of next month, but after that, I’m out. I have to find a new location, but all my free cash is tied up in inventory. Even if I find the cash, I have to start in a new location and try to keep my old clientele, if I can find someone in this bible belt town to rent to me! On top of that, I have to find a place for Amy and I to live! Of course, we could stay in the store if we have to.”

Dad looked thoughtful. “Funnily enough, Ken and I were just talking about a similar problem. Well, really the situation isn’t similar, but the solution is! Tell her, son.”

I appreciate Pop’s talent for giving people hope. He makes them feel like their problems aren’t unique or insurmountable, then bows out of the limelight to let others take credit for solutions.

“You need your own store, Sandy.” I told the pretty blonde. “As long as you rent your premises you’re losing money and letting somebody else have control of your business. If you had half of the rent you’ve paid for that place this year back, you’d have plenty of cash. If you own your own building, nobody can say boo to you, either, as long as you’re licensed.”

“But I can’t afford to buy a place, Kenny! I have to do what I can with what I’ve got!”

Dad said, “Maybe you have more than you think. Will your family do anything for you?”

“My family disowned me when I got pregnant with Amy.” Sandy replied, bleakly. Sarah and Pop looked like I felt, outraged. Family is all anyone has, and to turn your back on a family member was treason, in our book. “After I had my baby, I had to start hooking to get by. Then my pimp got me a job as an exotic dancer. Stripping is the only way a teenager with a baby can make a decent living around here.” I thought that Sandy had probably made a damn good living as a stripper!

“Don’t worry about those self-rightous assholes that disowned you, baby.” Sarah interjected gently. “We love you, you’re part of our family now, and we want to help.”

Pop looked at Sarah. “You want it?” he asked. Sandy looked from one to the other of them, mystified.

Sarah shook her head. “We’re going to be wrapped up with the acquisition for some time, baby.” she replied. She nodded toward me. “How about Kenny?”

Pop looked at me and asked, “You up for this, bud? What ‘ll it take?” There was the ‘bud’ question again. He was asking me if I wanted to take Sandy’s problem in hand and what I needed to do it. Sarah’s expression told me that she would back up my decision, whatever it was.