Chapter 27

August 27, 2018 (Monday)

Author: Kim Shadoan

When I arrived in the J living room, the semi-super monstrosity was sitting in the middle of the floor and the girls were putting clean linens on it. Rache was huddled with Gracey and Liya with what appeared to be the camera drone we must have borrowed from Garvey again. I stepped over to listen in on the tech team’s discussion, which was about attaching the drone to the ceiling or light fixture and running the video camera on it, which would free up Lana to be a photographer rather than a videographer. Rache argued that the video wouldn’t earn us money, whereas, the opportunities for saleable photos would be numerous, particularly if Brett and Seamus double-teamed Belinda, and even more so if Darren agreed to have all three guys loving on Belinda at once.

I went to the kitchen to see what was going on there and found the initiation of cookie baking. We have a simple chocolate chip cookie recipe we’ve altered from the original, replacing the chocolate chips with dark chocolate chunks and adding raspberry in the form of a commercial raspberry juice concentrate, which is expensive, but so freaking worth it. Our altered recipe required some trial and error, but we’ve got it down, now, and the cookies are wonderful: Just enough raspberry flavor to make the cookies exotic, but not so much as to overwhelm everything else. Because we use chunks rather than chips, we make large cookies and that caused us to alter the baking time slightly.

I asked Brit, “How may I help?”

“We’re good and you’re journaling, so you need to be able to look at the big picture rather than focusing on dropping cookie dough onto baking sheets.”

I looked into her eyes, then asked, “Do you find it as amazing as I do what the LA does for individual girls’ self-assurance?”

“Hell, yes. You know what I was like when I first joined the school team’s staff. I’m nearly a completely different person, now, and both happier and more confident. And you are, too.”

“Agreed, and, as in so many things, Beth was right that increasing our self-confidence was the single most important aspect of brightening our lives.”

She leaned in and gave me a quick smooch, then said, “And the very many wonderful personal relationships we have provides the other big boost. Kim, I’ve only rarely told you this, so I’ll tell you now: I love you.”

I wrapped myself around her for a brief time, gave her a three-peck kiss, and then said, “I’m looking forward to the cookies. I’ll be watching our photography staff solve a videography problem. If they solve it, I wonder how that solution will impact our lives.”

“You and I know it will impact them, and I look forward to learning how.”

The aroma of baking cookies had begun filling the air of the J’s ground floor when the gang from the A arrived. While watching our audiovisual team create a temporary solution to their problem, I had wondered what was going on in the A. Whatever went on over there, it was obviously positive. Seamus, his mostly hard cock moving in an ellipse as the various forces acted on it, was carrying a giggling Belinda piggyback. Darren had what was probably the largest grin on his face I had ever seen, and Brett was wearing a smile.

Katherine announced, “Someone will tell what went on in the A, but not now. Oh, is that raspberry-chocolate-chunk cookies I smell?” I grinned at her while nodding, and she responded, “I love those things! You more-original LA girls are amazing!”

Belinda, still on Seamus’ back, asked, “Raspberry chocolate-chunk cookies?”

Seamus replied, “Wait ‘til you taste ‘em! I assume you like the sound of that?”

From Seamus’ back, she answered, “Oh, Hell yes!” She turned to put her eyes on Darren and said, “Baby, I’m so enjoying this Monday evening!” Her expression became more serious as she added, “You look happy with all this. Are you?”

“Absolutely! I’ve been enjoying tonight so much for myself, but even more, I’ve been enjoying tonight more than any other time we’ve been with the LA because you’ve seemed to enjoy tonight more than any other.”

Seriously, she responded, “Darren, I’ve loved our life together virtually since I met you, but... this ... the blending of our lives with the LA ... and you learning that you could enjoy watching me with their guys ... Goddess, I love you!” Her face took on something of a concerned look, then asked, “Could you ... hug and kiss me while I’m on Seamus’ back?”

“Not only could I, I will, and I’d gladly do the same if you were riding either of your other guy’s cocks.”

He stepped over to her perpendicularly to Seamus, his left leg in extensive contact with Seamus’ left leg, his stiff cock bobbing and occasionally impacting Seamus’ left ass cheek, and wrapped his arms around Belinda which put his chest against her left side and arm, and kissed her intensely for a couple of minutes.

When he stepped back, I asked him, “How did you feel about all the time your cock rubbed against Seamus’ ass?”

“Weird and a little nervous. But I’m serious about wanting to give Belinda the freedom to be fully subject to our Mistress, no matter what that produces relative to me and ... her and your guys even if that puts me in the proximity of LA’s guys. I didn’t enjoy that for myself, but I do enjoy that Beloved is so happy having me make out with her while she’s riding another guy’s back. Rhee, I’m pretty sure I could also make out with her while she’s riding one of your guy’s ... cocks.”

“That’s already on my to-do list.”

Belinda spoke into the sudden silence, “Rhee, please do that. Our guy wants to share me fully with Las Amadas and I want him to share me fully with Las Amadas, so he needs ... various experiences with ... me with my other male lovers. However, Rhee, I’d still like the majority of our time with the LA to revolve around our guy being with LA girls. And, Rhee, I told him yesterday that the number of girls to whom you give him wouldn’t curtail my interest in him with you girls, even if the number of his girl lovers exceeded ... fifty.” She looked Rhee more deeply in the eye and added, “Even if it’s well over fifty. I’ve been surprised at how much I love watching him with you girls.”

Rhee did not take her eyes off Belinda’s as she said, “Darren, I can tell you that fifty will be straightforward and easy.”

Belinda squealed in response, then found Brett’s eyes and asked, “Could I transfer onto your back?”

Brett grinned, then replied, “Of course, cute-as-Hell Belinda,” and stepped over to her and stood against Seamus’ right side.

Belinda carefully transferred to Brett’s back without an intermediary time with her feet on the floor.

“Goddess, I love this. Darren, we need to discuss ... expanding our permissions with Mistress Rhee.”

“We can do that tomorrow evening.”

Belinda riposted with, “While we’re fucking each other’s brains out with memories of tonight driving our sexual need?”

“Absolutely!”

Once the cookies and drinks were available (and with the young girls remaining in the kitchen), Rhee ordered, “Brett, sit in the middle of the couch. Belinda, when he gets there, sit on his lap in Reverse Cowgirl and put him inside you.” Rhee talked over the resultant quiet hullaballoo and the sounds of two cameras taking photos, ordering, “Seamus, sit on Brett’s right, with your sides in contact. Darren, mirror Seamus on Brett’s left side.”

Rhee’s last sentence caused a short, nearly absolute silence, and then some extensive whispering (accompanied by the sounds of cameras taking photos of Belinda impaling herself on Brett). Rhee cut off the whispering, saying, “Darren, Brett and Seamus have gotten comfortable with parts of their bodies being in contact while loving us girls. You’ll need to learn that comfort and I’ll ... be pushing you on that.”

He was still on his feet staring at the crotches of Brett and Belinda, which were now connected via Brett’s penis.

He turned to look into Rhee’s eyes and told her, “I’d prefer not to be extensively sexual with your guys, but I will become comfortable with some skin-on-skin contact. I want Beloved to have ... everything she wants.”

Belinda responded first, “Whereas, I want you ... and our relationship with the LA. I’d rather have less to do with the LA’s guys than lose the relationship or, particularly, you.”

He looked at Belinda with an expression I could describe only as a mixture of deep love and deep desire as he responded, “Belinda, my love, I would do virtually anything, become comfortable with almost anything to have you and the relationship we have with each other. If you wanted to ditch the LA, I’d do it. If you wanted us to live with Brett and Seamus, I’d do it. If you wanted to have sex with every guy the LA knows well, I’d want you to have that. Honey, I’ve already told Rhee that I want her to give you every guy they know and ... control in some fashion, and are comfortable sharing with you. Beloved, I’m excited standing here seeing you with Brett’s cock in your pussy. I’m more excited that the three of us guys will be loving you ... and only you ... for a couple of hours tonight. I’m excited that you’ll probably have three different guys cum in your pussy tonight. And, Beluscious, if, in the future, the number of male lovers you’ll have since we met climbs to ten or more, I’ll be excited and very happy for you ... if that’s something you think you want. Given how you’ve responded to Mistress’s orders to be sexual with the LA guys tonight, I suspect you’ll be happy to have as many guys as Rhee gives you ... and so will I.

“Belinda, while our relationship with the LA has ... matured over the months, I’ve become more and more sure, although I haven’t explicitly stated it, that we should hand an extensive portion of our life together to Mistress Rhee. Honey, I want you and I want you to have virtually everything you want. I’ve never, ever felt for a girl what I feel for you. The ... weird thing about ... all of this is that I’ve felt the feelings I feel for many of the LA girls only two or three times before. If it weren’t for you, if I had gotten involved with the LA via a different route, I would already have offered them ... me. I’m fast falling in love with Rhee and feel that my ... feelings are growing for a few other of the girls.

“Belinda, formerly, there were few things other than you I wanted, but I’m sure I’ll soon get to the point at which I truly want only two things: You and the LA. Beloved, I don’t want to get the LA’s hopes up, but if I get a suitable job here that I like, one that looks to have upward mobility, I may want us to join the LA and have you take your rightful place as one of their leaders.”

Belinda lurched, an action I interpreted as her wanting to go to Darren, but which she cut off very shortly after the idea entered her mind.

“Come here, Baby.”

When he stepped over to her, she carefully pulled his head to hers and planted her lips on his. She kissed him intensely for over a minute, then pulled back just a little.

“I hope you’re okay with ... something I’m going to do. Kiss me again.”

When he put his lips back on hers, she began slowly rising and falling on Brett’s cock.

Darren pulled back and exclaimed, “Holy Fuck! I didn’t expect that, but I can definitely kiss you while you bounce on Brett.”

He put his mouth back on hers and she began to bounce very slowly.

After less than a minute, he pulled back, virtually threw himself onto the couch next to Brett; leaned forward and right; put his left arm around Belinda; said, “Bounce, Girl;” plastered his face to hers; and began kissing her with his whole being.

Rhee let that go on for a few minutes, then said, “Darren, may I have your attention?”

He somewhat reluctantly pulled back from Belinda’s face and looked at Rhee.

“Darren, I don’t want to push you too hard or too fast, so I’ll give you this one-time offer. You may refuse this order, but I’d love it if you didn’t ... and so would Belinda.”

He continued to look at her for ten seconds or so, then responded, “If it’s not too extreme, I’ll probably be more than willing to do what you want me to do.”

“Put your left hand in Belinda’s crotch and use that hand’s index and middle fingers to massage her lips while she slowly bounces on Brett.”

He whispered, “Holy Fuck,” as he stared into Rhee’s eyes for a few seconds. With his eyes still on Rhee’s, he put his left hand on Belinda’s left breast, fondled it for a few seconds (which caused Belinda to give out a low moan), then slowly ran that hand down her body and, to the sound of cameras going off, split his fingers, placed them on either side of Brett’s cock on her lips, and began rubbing her as ordered.

Belinda attacked his mouth with hers, kissing him nearly frantically. After a few minutes, she reared back, almost smacking Brett’s face with the back of her head. Fortunately, he was kissing all over her back at the time, so his head wasn’t in the line of fire. Her head tipped back, she began panting and moaning as she upped the speed of her bouncing. It was obvious she was headed toward Paradise.

Darren told us that he was beginning to fall in love with at least some of the LA. The actions he took once he realized that Belinda was going after an orgasm made me happier with him than I’ve ever been and also happy that those two wanted to be very close to us. Instead of keeping his eyes focused on Belinda’s eyes as she bounced and he rubbed her lips, he focused his eyes on the lovers’ juncture and watched as the basal half of Brett’s cock was sequentially hidden and exposed, hidden and exposed.

When it rains, it pours.

Brett, due to Belinda’s increased bounce rate – and possibly due to Darren staring at his cock as Darren’s intended had sex with Brett, mounted the Stairway. Seamus took that opportunity to lean in, gently turn Belinda’s face to his, paste his mouth onto hers, and move his right hand to her right breast. Darren increased the speed and scope of his fingers’ movements; I could see the sides of those two fingers touching the sides of Brett’s cock as Belinda’s bounces moved her pussy up and down that penis. Despite that it does not need mentioning, our photographers’ right index fingers were getting a workout.

“Oh, fuck. Fucking, freaking Hell. Holy shit”

Darren’s muttered exclamations highlighted his interest in and contributions to Belinda’s rapid climb of the Stairway. Brett’s grunts, moans, and even a low squeal contributed to the incredible ambiance in our living room, the miasma of sex that infused everyone in the audience. Heather’s sudden squeals made me turn to her to see her abusing her pussy hard. Meka, too, abandoned herself to pleasure, her right hand between her legs, her left hand squeezing her breasts and pinching her nipples. Kath added her contributions to the various and varied expressions of pleasure permeating the air we were breathing. Katherine threw herself onto the floor between Seamus’ legs, put her right hand on his cock, threw her mouth onto the head of it, moved her left hand to her own crotch, and pistoned her mouth on Seamus’ cock. I was surprised when sounds I didn’t particularly recognize caused me to look in that person’s direction to see Alyssa naked and mimicking Meka’s actions seemingly on her own Stairway.

In the next minute or minute-and-a-half, eight people achieved Nirvana. Belinda was first to reach the summit and squealed her way loudly into that paradise and after four or five short squeals conked out. I was paying particular attention to Darren, and when Brett lifted his pelvis as far into Belinda as his cock would allow and remained motionless as he shot into Belinda’s pussy, Darren locked his two fingers under Belinda’s pussy, his fingers essentially helping hold Brett’s penis deep inside Belinda, his fingers trapped between the pelvises of Belinda and Brett. Heather went off in her typical loud, squealy fashion, her sounds dancing around the moans and squeals emanating from Meka’s mouth. As Heather, too, was knocked insensate, the others well up on their personal Stairways went up and over in a cacophony of orgasmic celebration.

I would have liked to join my own orgasm to the stew, but I felt it necessary to take in every detail I could of the single most incredible event I’ve ever witnessed in the compound. Hell, in my life.

From the kitchen, I heard Civ’s voice ask, “What the Hell just happened out there? I heard Heather, Meka, and my guy orgasm. I assume Belinda was in that mix. But who else?”

Her questions were somewhat rhetorical, but I thought to myself that I’d answer them when I could. However, I was quietly adding comments in my voice recorder app, hoping to ensure that I got everything down in my journal contribution exactly as it occurred.

Holy.

Fucking.

Hell.

I was so fucking turned on that I vowed to myself I would impale myself on the first available erection.

My mind threw up an option. I shook my head at it, but my mind insisted. I demurred. My mind insisted even more vehemently. I took action. I stood from my seat on the floor against the south wall right at the entrance to the kitchen and walked rapidly to the couch. There, I saw a look of wonder in Darren’s eyes, his hand still locked under Belinda’s pussy and around the base of Brett’s penis.

Gently, I pulled his hand out from Belinda’s crotch. He looked at me. I looked into his eyes as I encouraged him to his feet then gently got him onto his back on the carpeted floor. Although they were almost out of my cognizance – most of my being was locked on my coming time with Darren, I realized our photographers had quickly glommed onto their next subject. With Darren on his back and his penis iron-bar hard, I virtually threw my pussy onto him, burying him inside me rapidly. He helped by thrusting his pelvis up at me, and we were off to the races, and a race was precisely what it was. Darren and I quickly got into rhythm, and he slammed up into me as I slammed down onto him. It was the most brutal fuck of my life, but, freaking fuck, did that feel incredible.

I beat Darren to the top of the mountain, but only by seconds, and we both squealed our way into Paradise, after which I stretched myself on him and he wrapped his arms around me. I came nowhere near close to unconsciousness, but my mind was lost to me for some time.

Darren’s words pulled my mind out of the cocoon of indolence into which that incredible orgasm had sent it. When I didn’t respond to his words, he repeated them ... apparently.