Chapter 12

Sunday, 26 August 2018

The LA girls showed me a bit of their journal this weekend, and I’ve decided that their strategy for dating their entries makes for a slightly better way to deal with writing parts of it well after the fact. This is the first entry in my journal with the new strategy.

Celeste and I cleaned up after dinner while Dad dealt with whatever was in the fancy bags he brought home ... today. Hmm, that’s weird, because, for me, that was yesterday. Oh, well.

From elsewhere, Dad called out, “Would you two join me in ... my room, please?”

We were finished and had been simply chatting, so we headed to Dad’s bedroom.

As we arrived, he said, “Em, this is the biggest bedroom in the house, and I think you should have it.”

“No. Umm, why?”

“Hear me out. Were you ... serious about ... offering me to The Team?”

“Yes, Dad. I want to share wonderful things with my ... sisters, and I ... now think of you as wonderful.”

“Thanks. I’ve ... never had anyone ever call me wonderful. But, back to ... I assume that our living room ... which I’ve always thought of as much too large ... would be the ... center of TT activities when they’re here. Yes?”

Celeste interrupted, saying, “The LA will be providing the mattresses to turn your house into the TT hangout. We consider it a perfectly reasonable expense to support our sisters, partly because we feel that we’ve ... encouraged TT to be like us, and that caused them to want a place where they could enjoy time together like we enjoy time together in our house. Liya believes that your dining room could be converted into a living room when we turn your current living room into TT’s bedroom. We would put a huge bed in there that could hold all of TT and the LA. The bed she designed, which could be available by the first week of October, would allow only a small space around three sides of the bed, but it would be sufficient to allow girls to exit the bed to go elsewhere, say, to the bathroom at night. Her plan calls for three semi-super monstrosities in your current dining room. That could be where non-bedtime-related sexual activity could take place. She and Gracey – you haven’t met her, yet – think they could figure something out that would allow the use of your backyard for various TT activities, including sex.”

While we had expected to discuss Liya’s plans for this house while we were at the compound, we never got around to it. Thus, Celeste’s delineation of Liya’s thoughts was the first I’d heard of them. I got very excited and slammed into her, and kissed Celeste intensely; she returned the kiss with vigor.

Dad said, “I’ve never seen two girls kiss like that. At least, not in person.”

Celeste responded, “You’ll get to see lots of that once TT has more presence here. In addition to their strong interest in sex we’ve passed to them, they’ve also adopted our strong interest in and easy way with kissing to express even friendship, much less love. Den, you can expect to see a lot of intense kisses from now on, as well as having the girls kissing you. They might need some time to become fully comfortable with you, but Brett, as well as our hit-and-run sex team you met on Friday, has been extolling your virtues. Assuming our time together tonight goes as well as I expect, I’ll be adding my voice in support of you.”

She then stepped into Dad, measured her body against his, and kissed him with some passion for more than a minute. She pulled back a bit, looked down at Dad’s now fully erect cock, dropped to her knees, and then vacuumed his hard penis into her mouth.

“Oh, fuck!”

Celeste pulled her mouth off his cock, looked up at Dad, and said, “We have a lot of sex, and we love having short ... reminders of the feelings we feel for each other, and they’re often sexual.” Still on her knees and looking up at Dad, she said, “I’m going to enjoy having that in my pussy many times tonight and early tomorrow morning.”

“Oh, fuck. Em ... Fucking Hell, this is still so hard to believe.”

“Den,” Celeste said, “It’s true; it’s all true. You might have more sex just in the rest of this calendar year than you’ve had previously in your life. I know Em gave you the numbers, but you’ll have sex with at least 31 girls before the end of the year, and there might be more. And you’ll certainly have sex with some of them more than once, and, of course, Em plans to take you a lot! Very possibly nearly every day she’s here. Den, she loves sex and ... Did she explain what she learned about why the LA has so much sex?”

“Yes, if you mean the bit about you girls having a safe situation that allows you to have sex whenever you want without fear of disease or pregnancy.”

“Exactly. Den, we LA girls love sex, but we recently lost one of our lovers to cancer and expect you to fill in for his loss.”

Dad blinked at Celeste, then asked, “Truly?”

“Truly and, unlike the Double-T, we have drivers and vehicles. You can expect ... at least once the LA gets to know you, that one or a few or a bunch of us might visit many days every week. We really hope you don’t have any all-consuming hobbies because we’ll want to be your all-consuming hobby.”

“No fucking way!”

“Way,” I said. “Dad, I’ve told you how crazy I’ve become about sex. While I’m probably crazier about it than most of TT, there are quite a few LA girls as crazy or nearly as crazy as I am, and, as Celeste says, they have cars and it’s less than ten minutes between the compound and here.

Dad had to lean against the wall to keep from falling.

I turned to Celeste and said, “I’ve told him, but I think he’s either not believed me or thought I was exaggerating.” I stepped into Dad against the wall, looked slightly up into his eyes, and said, “I wasn’t exaggerating, and that’s why we want to get your stamina up. You could have many weeks in which you have sex more than 30 times, and with many more than ten girls. Dad, in case you can’t do the math, that averages to more than four bouts of sex per day. Sure, there’ll probably be many weekdays on which you don’t approach that average, but there might be weekend days in which you’ll greatly exceed four bouts of sex per day. You’ve got a lot of horny girls to please, and I’m one of the horniest.”

Celeste added, “And, Den, between Em and me, you’ll have more than four bouts ... just tonight. And, you’ll also have to give each of us at least one orgasm tomorrow morning before you leave for work.”

“Oh, my fucking god! You’re serious. Aren’t you?”

“I told you that you’ll probably have more sex between now and the end of the year than you’ve had in all the previous years of your life, and it’ll probably be with many, many more girls. Em, did you explain to your dad about our use of the term ‘girls’?”

“I did, but, Dad, I’ll tell you again. We’re borrowing a lot of conventions from the LA, and they use the term ‘girls’ to mean any female and, within the LA, any LA member, no matter the person’s age or sex. And you’ll be having sex with more girls than just those of the LA and TT.”

Dad slid down the wall and parked his butt on the floor.

I looked at Celeste and said, “I think I broke Dad.”

“Holy shit! You two truly mean all that. Don’t you?”

“Yes, Dad. You might need to take vitamin supplements.” I then remembered why we were where we were and asked, “Did you have more to say about your room?”

“Oh, yes, particularly now that I think I believe you about ... how much sex I’ll be having. I think you should have this room, as you can get a larger bed in it, and it seems likely that you’ll want or need a larger bed even than your new king.”

I softly said, “Dad, I agree that I should sleep in this bedroom, but that’s because I’ll be sleeping with you nearly every night. Dad, it’s up to me to get your sexual stamina up before the Double-T begins spending weekends here. We’re going to have a lot of sex over the next two months. Also, I’ll be inviting LA girls frequently to spend the night with us. There’ll be at least one LA girl here on at least two days this week after tonight. Heather and Lana vouched for your penis and your knowledge, although the LA and TT also know that you’ll need a lot more stamina. Dad, the LA will be helping you build that stamina because they want TT girls to enjoy their times with you, and they want you back in great sexual trim.”

“This is impossible to believe. I understand you’re not lying, but this is still ... unbelievable.”

“Den, believe it. We want you to be able to last through three girls orgasming on a single one of your erections. Well, you’d be more than welcome to orgasm with the third girl.”

“Three girls per orgasm?!”

“Yes. Brett can do it, although Heather can cause him problems if she has one of her uber orgasms in either of the spots of girl number one or girl number two. No one can last through one of those.”

“Heather? The Heather who took me Friday morning?” When I nodded at him, he shivered, then said, “Holy Hell.”

Celeste said, “You didn’t get her at her best, because she needed to be home well before TT arrived. The best I recall with her is five orgasms in a bit less than 15 minutes. She’s fucking amazing and cums so freaking easily. And she has these incredible orgasms, frequently knocking her silly or even out. Many times, we’ve tried to see how many she can have in a day, but her record is with just a single guy. Over the course of a single night and the next early morning, she had 13. Or was that 15?”

“Fuck! Fifteen? Thirteen? Both are ridiculous numbers.”

“Yes, but it was at least 13. You’ll see, Den, because she wants more time with you. She likes your cock, and she thinks you’re a nice guy.”

“To get back to rooms, Dad, we don’t need to trade rooms, as I’ll be sleeping with you. Celeste said she’d help us move my armoire and some stuff in here from my closet. Is that okay, Dad?”

Dad looked at me incredulously for a while, then shook his head rapidly, looked at me some more, and then asked, “Truly?”

“Da-add, yes. We’re going to have a lot of sex and I’m moving in with you. If K’n’K spend the night, we might sleep in what was my room, but we’ll probably sleep with you. We’re going to follow LA bed rules, too, so with LA-underage girls in our bed, you’ll have to sleep on the outside and I’ll have to sleep next to you, but we’ll all be naked in the bed.”

“Shit, Em. You’re ... completely revamping my life!”

“Yes. Is ... that a bad thing?”

“No. No, Honey girl. It’s not. It’s just going to take some time to ... let it sink in and get me used to living a ... very, very different life.”

“And you’ll have to get used to LA-underage girls masturbating in our bed to be able to get to sleep with a naked guy in the same bed. Of course, that’ll take place only under the covers, because it’s considered sex with the person if someone sees an LA-underage girl’s hand stroking her pussy and clit.”

Dad shook his head hard, then said, “The LA girls are from a different planet!”

Celeste responded, “Aren’t we?! Den, we can live this way because we all love each other and all of us are in love with all the others. We live naked, so we live with nearly constant excitement. The young girls often disappear to masturbate because they get so turned on with Brett and Seamus walking around naked all the time or because they hear sex going on in another room. While very few of us truly figured this out, Civia, our 12-year-old, figured it out by herself. She figured out that the safety to have sex when we wanted with someone we loved released our libidos to run more of our lives than most girls can permit. I’ve had sex many times with every LA-legal resident girl and in the more than eight months I’ve lived in the compound, I’ve had some sort of sex with at least one person, almost every time to orgasm, on at least 60% of the days, and that’s counting some off days due to my period. And I had much less sex in the first month or two. Since early March, the percentage is probably closer to 75%.”