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 living room could be made more comfortable for TT by putting three mattresses in there, one each of what we call Monstrosity, Super Monstrosity, and Mongo Monstrosity. They’re all about 6.75 feet in the short dimension and, from smallest to largest, have widths of ten feet, 12.5 feet, and 17.5 feet.”

Dad’s eyes bugged out at that and grunted.

Celeste continued, “Trust me, they’ll be critical, particularly if you’re truly going to allow multiple TT girls to combine in taking you.”

Dad gave out a whispered, “Holy fuck.”

Celeste grinned at him, then got back to the subject, saying, “She said for the short-term future, that is, before TT can converge for their first weekend together here – which will probably or hopefully be in November, we can put the smaller two mattresses, which will probably be the first constructed, in the whatever you call the room off the front door. As well, she suggests a downstairs bathroom off of that space against the north wall. While it would not need to be as big as the one she suggests for the 2^nd floor, it might be best if it were as big, as that would allow the LA to join them here occasionally.”

Dad grunted again, then asked, “What would that entail? I mean, how many ... girls would that put in here?”

“Something like 39.”

Dad’s eyes widened and he used them to stare incredulously at Celeste for quite a while.

Celeste let him stare, and he finally shook his head hard and asked, “And they’d all want to... take me?”

“Want? Yes. However, some would be LA-underage, so would not be permitted. They may not even watch any sex.” Celeste gave a little smirk as she added, “The most you’d have to deal with at any time is only 33.”

Dad sputtered, the sarcastically responded, “Only 33? Well, it’s good that it’s so few. Fuck me, Celeste! That seems...”

Celeste interrupted with, “I’ll be happy to fuck you, but we should get this discussion finished first, so we don’t forget. As I was saying, we could put the two smaller mattresses in that space, maybe even all three while the ... main living room is remodeled and brought up to current standards as far as number of outlets and fiber optic run inside the walls.”

“How much would this all cost?”

“I don’t know, although Mare’s mom might be able to give you a very gross estimate. However, you should get a real estimate from the company. The only truly pricey bits are the two big bathrooms. They would require taking some non-load-bearing walls out for both and fixtures are not all that cheap. Liya ... Oh, yeah. Liya can bring you her quick-and-dirty sketches, but she’d prefer getting an electronic version of this house’s architectural drawings or, if such is not available, the paper copies which she can then digitize.”

I smiled widely when Dad, again, stared at Celeste in what was probably something like shock.

However, she kept on, “For the upstairs, she suggests a nearly open-plan scheme, although with a huge bathroom and a huge bed – even larger than ours – for which she’s coined the term, ‘Super-duperlicious Humongouser Monstrosity.’ It would be 14 feet by 25 feet, and could sleep nearly 50.”

“Fifty? In one bed?”

“Yes. Our big bed is similar, but only 20 feet long, and we’ve slept 43 in it, although that was with little or, mostly, no space between any neighboring sets of bodies. Getting back to it, Liya says that the living room could be where non-bedtime-related sexual activity – as well as general hanging out – could take place. She and Gracey – you haven’t met her, yet – think they could also figure something out that would allow the use of your backyard for various TT activities, including sex.”

“Are you all addicted to sex?”

“I wouldn’t go that far, but I would say we love sex. Den, you need to understand that girls like sex, and those who’ve managed to have good sex, love it. However, so few teenaged girls have situations – living space, parental attitudes, free time, quality birth control, and – most importantly – the right sort of guys – in which they can feel truly safe having sex. We have that, and we have a lot of sex.”

Celeste eyeballed him for a few seconds, then told Dad, “Let me put it this way. When you were a young man, say... 15 to 25 years old, were you safe for girls?”

Dad grunted, breathed deeply a few times, then replied, “No. I certainly wasn’t. I ... mostly got what I wanted and ... didn’t look back.”

“Yes. While some girls can resist the lure of or pressure to have sex, many can’t ... for a variety of reasons. Den, we girls are essentially in charge in our compound. We have two lovely guys who are willing to give up some of their freedom in exchange for having a lot of attractive wives. That’s the situation we’re trying to create for TT here. You’re now a safe guy; we’re just hoping that you’ll be willing to create a ... living space in your house that provides for comfort of the girls ... on multiple levels of ‘comfort.’”

Dad was obviously thinking hard about Celeste’s words, and it was more than a minute of silence before he huffed loudly, then said, “I owe debts to ... a lot of girls from my past. There’s no way I can pay those past debts, but I ... we have the resources at least to pay them forward. Celeste, you tell Liya and Gracey that I’ll give them close to a blank check to do whatever they think needs doing. Please tell them that if I can wangle it, I’ll meet them here whenever they wish to discuss what the want, what they need, and what their pipe dreams might be for a safe space for girls here.

“I’ve spent eight years thinking about my past and where ... and how I got ... off track. In the nearly two weeks since Em put me straight, I’ve been thinking even more carefully about what I can do to ... make up for my past. I can’t do that for Em’s mother, so I’d like to do that for Em ... and her friends. I’m far from a billionaire, but I’ve ... we’ve got enough money to ... provide a haven for girls very like girls I ... did wrong when I was younger. Please, pass my words onto those girls.”

Inside, I was mostly happy, but I was watching Celeste’s face as Dad said those words. She’s got a good poker face, as I couldn’t tell how she was reacting ... until she put a soft smile on her face.

“Den, I’ll do that, and ... thanks ... for me, thanks for Em, and thanks for TT. I’ll also thank you for ... those girls of your past. If they were to know about this, some percentage, perhaps a small one, might think more kindly of you.

“None of us ever knew the former you, but I’m coming to like this you ... very much.”

She leaned across the space between her and him and put her lips softly on his. Only briefly, but that kiss caused Dad’s eyes to close, and he held them closed as he seemed to be working on ... reducing his stress levels and, possibly, coming to terms with the near-term future.

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. Once I felt that Celeste and Dad were in a space in which they could accept it, 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.”