Chapter 16

Thursday, 30 August 2018

Earlier this week, Beth had asked me something about my journal. When I told her I was writing one, she suggested we talk about that, but she gave no hint about what aspect. We were interrupted by something and never returned to it, although she confirmed that she’d like to discuss the topic. With today’s happenings in ... my house, I wonder if she might want to coordinate in some way.

[I wrote a short-ish synopsis of the Thursday goings-on with Dad and Emma Palecek and some of the LA girls. However, I deleted it after my discussion with Beth the next day. The LA’s report of the events of today can be found at Las Amadas and The Team, Chapter 8.]

Friday, 31 August 2018

After I got home from practice, I called Rathi and, after some light chit-chat, I asked, “Would you like to spend the day with me at my house?”

She went silent for a few moments, then asked, “Will your dad be home?”

“After work. I was hoping you could stay for dinner and at least some of the evening.”

Rathi replied, “Kota told me I might be next. Am I?”

“Only if you want to be.”

“Fucking Hell, yes.”

“If you can get yourself here, we’ll take you back home.”

“Lemme call you back once I can talk to Mom.”

She called back about ten minutes later, and her first words were, “I’m good to go! I’ll walk over.”

“I’ll meet you halfway. What about at the Seven-Eleven?”

Walking in the front door, Rathi whispered, “I’m so psyched!”

I grinned at her then said, “You don’t need to whisper. You can shout it to the room that you’re looking forward to taking my dad!”

“Freaking Hell, I get to have intercourse with Em’s hot dad!”

Once we’d stripped off, we put together sandwiches for lunch, but I had us don clothing, again, as I needed to hit the grocery store for stuff for dinner tonight.

“Can I help you make dinner?”

“Girl, you don’t have any choice if I’m gonna feed your butt!”

She grinned at me with twinkling eyes, but her expression greatly moderated as she said, “I’m so fucking glad you came out of your shell. My life got better this summer with the change in the team, but I’m now wishing I went to Central rather than West.”

“Whoa. We don’t do anything like sex stuff in the Central team!”

“Yeah, that’s not surprising, but it’s more likely to happen at Central with those freaking LA girls there than it is at West!”

“There’s that.”

We had fun on the grocery trip, quietly discussing sex when there was no one nearby and soccer when there wasn’t.

On the way back, she asked, “Do you have sex with your dad a lot?”

“If eight of the past 11 days is a lot, although not all of that was intercourse.”

“Fuck! I’ve had sex only with myself since the compound, and nothing like that often.” She glanced around, then whispered, “I’ve been looking forward to this so much. Kota said your dad’s changed a lot; said he’s fun, now.”

“He is. And, Rathi, he’s still amazed at the number of girls who’ve taken him. Since I first jacked him back on the... 21^st, he’s had some kind of sex with eight girls and naked hugs with K’n’K. He still hasn’t been able to ... internalize how much sex he’s going to get and from how many girls, but he’s fricking excited about it.”

“So, I’ll be number nine?”

“Yes ... unless you want to hold out for being number ten.”

When I grinned at her, she playfully slapped me on the arm and responded, “No fucking way am I waiting!”

We walked in the back door, put away some of the groceries, and put the rest out to use for dinner tonight, then stripped off. We were making mac and cheese, but the old-fashioned way. It’s simple, but more time-consuming than opening a box and following the directions, but it’s also better, particularly by adding slivered jalapeño and crumbled bacon. Once done, we had 20 minutes to kill, so left dinner staying warm in the oven, went into the living room, and threw ourselves onto the huge mattress the LA had left.

Rathi was first onto the mattress, and when I splatted onto it from my arcing leap, she attacked me with fingers in my sides. She’s stronger than I am, but I’m taller and managed a bit more leverage, so flipped her onto her back, after which I stretched out on her.

Looking into her eyes, I asked, “Have you gotten to do girl-on-girl, yet?”

“Umm, no, but I want to.”

“I’ve never seemed to be with LA girls with enough time to learn from them. Do ... do you want to see what we can figure out?”

She looked up into my eyes seriously, then nodded slightly. So, I slid down her body, at which she opened the way by spreading her legs fairly widely. I put my right hand on her lips and spread them apart then studied the pinkness within.

Softly, I said, “I know where to find your button, so I’ll ... just see what I can do.”

Huskily, she replied, “Ohhh. I haven’t had a mouth on me since State and, freak, those boys sure made me feel good with their mouths.”

As she finished talking, I pointed my tongue and slid it along her left lips, which elicited a long moan from Rathi. I smiled internally, then licked the right side, which got me another soft moan. Freak, getting positive feedback on something new is so great, so I flattened my tongue and, starting at the back end of her pussy, very slowly licked upward as my tongue forced her inner lips apart, and then pointed my tongue as I hit the apex. Rathi had begun a moan when I started, and it intensified as I kept going, but it then turned into a soft squeal as I flicked her clit.

I thought, “Wow. This is great! I’ll want to do this more!”

We lost track of everything but Rathi’s pleasure, so I squealed in surprise when I felt a hand on my butt.

“I could quickly come to like scenes like this when I get home from work. Hi, Rathi.”

Rathi recovered more quickly than I did, asking, “Are you going to fuck us, now?”

“I’d prefer to make love with you, but if you want me to fuck you, I’m sure Em would insist I do.”

I replied, “No, Dad. You should make love to her, now. I got her a little orgasm, but she wants your cock inside her.”

“Is that right, Rathi?”

I was surprised at how reasonably calmly Rathi was taking the situation as she responded, “Please, Den. Do I need to order you to make love with me, or will you just do it?”

I rolled over my right side and Rathi’s left leg to get out of Dad’s way as he answered, “I’ve already taken in your request as an order. Rathi, I’m sure Em’s told you, but you may have or take from me whatever you want.”

“While I’d like to take you later, please make love with me, now.”

As Dad moved between her legs, he asked, “How is it you want me to love you like that? I’ve never been all that nice to you, and for that, I apologize, just like I did to K’n’K.”

“Because both Kota and Em bragged on the changes you’ve made, that you’re a really nice guy, now. I’ve always thought you were hot, despite how ... stand-offish or ... internally focused you were. Kota’s explained a lot, so I’m happy to allow how nice you’ve been to them and how ... fucking gorgeous you are naked to allow me to ask that. Please, Den.”

I suddenly had an idea, so said, “Wait, wait. Rathi ... umm ... do you want a photo of him ... entering you?”

“Fuck. Yes, but ... Oh, fuck. Yes, but I’d be scared to have it on my phone or my laptop at home. I wouldn’t want to get your dad in trouble.”

“If you want, I can keep it here and you can look at it whenever you want. Lemme get my phone.”

It was then that I remembered our dinner in the oven, but quickly thought, “It’ll keep, although it won’t be as good if we go too long.”

I hustled to the kitchen for my phone then returned and said, “Let me get ready, Dad, and you can get ready, too.”

I do not recall Dad ever being a smartass about anything, but I don’t remember all that well the times from before my mother left. He had straddled Rathi’s legs on his knees and was rubbing his cockhead along the insides of her thighs and her mons, and Rathi was moaning as she was leaning up on her elbows watching.

I asked, “What do you think about that, Rathi?”

“Fucking goddess, it’s fun, but I want it in me.”

With that, I was ready and Dad noted that fact, so moved his cockhead to Rathi’s lips, used his hand to move his cockhead between her lips, and moved it up and down in her juices a bunch as I took photos. I took a lot more as he very slowly pushed into her.

All three of us moaned at that, and then I softly added, “If you want, Girl, I’ll take photos while you’re being loved.”

“Goddess, yes!”

As I moved around them and took a few photos – Missionary is not all that photogenic, at least not from a lurid POV, I suddenly wondered if what I was feeling was what Rache and Lana felt while they photographed me having sex. I made a mental note to ask them, but I felt myself getting very juicy photographing them, more so than I thought I would have just watching.

I gave Dad a very loving look through the back of his head as he took his time with Rathi, moving his pelvis slowly and holding himself inside her for a few moments when at his deepest.

Dad quietly said, “You should try different things, Rathi, while we’re making love. I’ll move my knees inside your legs. When I do that, you can try different positions with your legs. I suggest you see what it feels like to wrap your legs around me while we’re in Missionary, this face-to-face position.”

When she did that, she immediately moaned loudly, then whined, “Fucking Hell! That feels even better.”

Dad replied, “That’s because the angle changes and causes me to rub against other parts of your pussy. I can also reach a little more deeply like this.”

“Den, you’re what Kota said you are, a really nice guy. Thanks for doing this with me.”

“No, thank you for allowing me this pleasure. My daughter has been telling me that I belong to TT ... and to LA, although she’s also said that any ... girl may take me ... so long as she is protected. However, I’ve had a vasectomy and with not having sex with anyone but myself for eight years, I’m also clean.

“Rathi, I’m beginning to understand what Em has been telling me, and if this is what’s in my future, I’m an incredibly lucky guy to have such lovely young women ... and so many of them ... want me. I’ll endeavor to be ... whatever you girls need me to be.”

While panting or grunting every time Dad bottomed out in her, Rathi slowly got out, “I’m so looking forward to more ... of this with you. Oh, fuck, this is so good. Den, I’ll be putting out the good word on you to Double-T.”

Dad either taught or reminded Rathi about variations in face-to-face lovemaking, but when he suggested he drape her legs over his shoulders and he increased his pace, she went bonkers, screaming for him to go faster and harder. He obliged her and he came inside her less than a half-minute after she went off.

I have no clue why I felt so satisfied by that, but I did. Once he slowly collapsed onto her, I took another photo of them, her knees having fallen off to the side and with their pelvises locked together. When I looked at the photo I’d just taken, I noticed that it was less than ten minutes after Dad had arrived. I stood, then slowly took myself to the kitchen and began putting dinner on the table. The two lovers arrived some five minutes later.