Chapter 5

August 27, 2018 (Monday)

Author: Heather Wilkerson

After practice, I pulled Smythe aside and whispered, “Den works regular hours, right? Like Monday through Friday, morning through afternoon?” When she nodded, I asked, “Would you like to come home with us, have lunch, then our guys?”

Her eyes lit up, and she glanced around, then replied, “Yes, of course!”

“You haven’t had sex with Seamus, right? If not, do you want to?”

“Correct, and yes, of course!”

“Would you be okay with us playing, too, and with our photographers photographing you?”

“You mean during ... sex. Right?” When I nodded, she stated, “They’re your guys, too, and I don’t want to hog them, and ... I’d ... like to ... learn more about loving girls. So, yeah, I’d have no prob with the LA being involved. What’s with photography?”

“Rache and Lana are our photographers and ... we make money for the LA by selling photos they take.” When she looked somewhat weirded out, I added, “Most of what they sell is focused primarily on two models who work with us. Surely, you saw some of our photos on our walls.”

“Those were all yours?”

“Yes, Rache’s and Lana’s. They’re quite good, particularly Rache, who is our head photog.”

“They certainly make all the girls look great.”

“Emma, we want you more involved with us, and only partly because of Brett and you as a couple.”

“Y-you think I could ... b-be in ... s-sexy pictures?”

“Absolutely! Emma, you’re lovely and you’d provide us a different look, and not because of your skin color. Rather, not solely because of your skin color.”

“You know you girls are at fault with me. Right? I was shy and stayed in my own head. Now, look at me. A large vehicle of passengers watched the first ever sex I had with someone other than me, and I loved it. My dad watched me ride Brett’s cock to orgasm. I jacked my dad in front of Brett. I’ve had sex with a beautiful guy ... with a large audience! I don’t recognize myself, anymore. Fuck, yes, Rache and Lana can take photos of me having sex.”

“We don’t allow any photo out of the compound in which the particulars are recognizable to an individual. We have a ... couple that provide the lion’s share of our sex-modeling work, although they simply consider it sex, not work. We’ve known them for a while, and we’ve become very good friends with them. Would you be able to work with them?”

“Is it work or is it sex?”

“For them and us, it’s sex that earns money when we sell photos. The other butt with mine in the two-butts’ photo is that of the woman we work with. She and her guy, frequently not together, are in some of the other photos we have hanging. Can I show you photos not hanging?”

“Umm, yes. Sure. Will they ... get me ... more turned on, more than I am just being here?”

“If they don’t, then you might not be a good model for us, but we’re all sure you could be.”

I saw an idea hit her mind, and she asked, “Could we ... do something like ... practice? Today?”

“You mean have Rache and Lana photograph you with our guys?”

“Yes!”

Rache showed Emma a cross-section of our photos, some in which the participants were easily identifiable if one knew them. However, Rache showed her more photos in which one or the other participants were not definitively identifiable.

For the first tit-fucking photo Rache brought up on the big screen, Emma screeched, “That’s Rhee!”

Rache said, “Those are breasts, large ones, but breasts. Can you prove that’s Rhee?”

“Umm, no-o-o-o. I see your point.” She acted like she was embarrassed by something, which became obvious when she asked, “Do you ... th-think I’m big enough ... t-to do that?”

“Sure, just not with the ease Rhee can.”

“I’d ... love to do that for ... Brett.” She shook her head, then added, “I can’t believe how much I think of him. If that’s love ... or something approaching it, why don’t I feel bad for also loving on Dad? Unless my situation changes a lot, I’ll probably have more sex with him than with Brett.”

“Welcome to our world,” I told her. “All of us have the same ... affliction. We don’t feel jealousy about lovers, which, you can probably imagine, is virtually required for how we live.”

“Yeah, and ... I saw that when you sent Brett home with me. He was smiling... with his eyes as well as his mouth while he watched me jack my dad.”

I added, “And you watched Brett make love with a lot of girls this weekend. Were you jealous of them?”

“No. Yes, I was, but not that they were making love with him but that I wasn’t making love with him.”

“That’s how we all look at it and that’s why we’ve been ... itching to share him with you more. We love Brett more than almost anyone, and we love sharing him with each other and with TT. But, Emma, you’re special. I don’t know that anyone in the LA, except, maybe, Beth, can articulate why we think you’re different from most of the rest of TT, but Brett certainly started falling in love with you on the ride to State. Beth waxed nearly poetic when talking about that.

“Emma, there’s something like electricity when you two are together, and Rache and Lana are good at capturing electricity.”

Rache cut in, asking, “Do you feel different about Brett as compared to your dad when it comes to sex?”

“Yes, I ... but I haven’t ... been able to ... articulate that difference.”

“I suggest that what you feel for Brett is a combination of friend and lover, whereas you might feel a different combo with your dad, perhaps dad and lover.”

Emma stared at Rache for a bit, nodded a bit, and then said, “I think it’s more complicated than that, but you’re in the ballpark. I think. Sex with Dad is ... fun. Yes. While sex with Brett is ... I don’t want you to think I’m an airy girl, but sex with Brett is almost ethereal. When I’m with Brett, I want our bodies to merge. When I’m with Dad, I want to have sex with a nice guy I know well. Does that make sense?”

“Definitely.”

“And I like having the power over Dad that he gave me, and which I’ve shared with everyone else. By the way, I never thanked you for sending Heather and Lana to take him and Liya and Meka to surprise him. He thanked me again last night for putting that together, and ... you know what? I loved that. Could we do some more stuff like that for him?”

We took the guys and Emma over to the A and set up a photo session where Rache told her, “There’s a particular problem with sex photos including a black girl and a white guy or two and I’m sure you can figure that out.” Rache held a hand up, then added, “There are two particular problems, with the one I wasn’t originally thinking of being the suggestion of taking advantage of the black girl and her ‘obvious’ [air quotes] subjugation by two white guys. Unfortunately, we have to consider that problem, and we’ll think on that. The technical problem is the strong contrast between the paleness of the guys’ skin and the darkness of yours. We’ve had the same problem with Meka, but you’re even a bit darker than she is. You should know that the general photographer adage is to expose for the light and let the shadows fall where they will. The problem with that is that you would come out somewhat darker than you are and less defined. “We’ve talked about darkening our guys in some way, but that creates different problems.”

When Emma nodded, Rache added, “Despite all that, we have an idea we want to try. Well, two ideas. Do you want me to tell you up front or find out as we’re going along?”

“Umm, I don’t know. I’ve liked the various sexual surprises I’ve gotten since the trip to State. Maybe surprise me?”

“Okay, but please know that you can change your mind at any time. We’re very big on a girl’s ‘no’ meaning ‘no,’ that it doesn’t mean ‘try to convince me.’”

We put Emma standing between the two guys and had the three of them love on each other to make sure everyone was in the mood.

Less than three minutes in, with the guys’ hard cocks individually mushed against her front and back and with both guys taking turns kissing her lips and kissing on her shoulders and back, Emma called out, “Stop! Stop. Stop. Oh, fuck! How do you girls not do this every fucking day of the week? Freaking Hell!”

“Because we’d never get anything else done if we let that start. Each one of us has experienced that, but it’s far too powerful to do every day,” answered Rhee.

She then looked into Seamus’ eyes and said, “And how are you two so comfortable with this?”

“Although we haven’t done this all that much, we have more practice loving on one girl together than you’d think. We absolutely love it, despite that some positions require us to be in ... somewhat intimate contact with each other.”

“Freaking Hell! I’m sure Rathi, at least, would love this and ... whatever you do, don’t tell Kota about that until she’s already 14!”

The guys and many of us chuckled at the Kota image Emma put in our heads.

Rache then said, “Show time. Emma, who do you want in your pussy first?”

“Seamus, since I’ve not had him inside me.”

“Okay. Brett, like we discussed: On your back at the very head of the bed.”

I think Emma got an inkling of what was coming, as she began panting. When Rache had her get on her hands and knees, Emma howled ... sort of.

“Oooooooh. Holy freaking Hell! Yes! Yes! Yes!”

Without instruction or coaching, Emma crawled onto the bed on her hands and knees, put herself between Brett’s legs, lowered her torso, and put his hard cock in her mouth. Seamus, needing no instruction, climbed onto the mattress on his knees behind Emma, held his cock against Emma’s pussy, wiped the head slowly in her juices six or seven times, then began pushing into her.

Emma’s head came off Brett’s penis and her closed-eyes face looked at the ceiling as she shouted, “Holy Fuck! I’ve seen this in porn, but I didn’t think anything like this happens in real life!”

Meka responded, “When you have two guys who love you, it does. I’ve had some crazy good orgasms in the compound, and many of the best are from that situation. Do you like having two guys, Emma?”

She had just put her mouth back on Brett, but she pulled it back off, and, while holding his cock, answered, “Fuck, yes. I sorta had two ... No, I had my hands on both Brett and Dad that night with Brett, but this is even better. Oh, goddess, I want more of this!”

Lana inserted, “We’re going to begin taking photos, now. Are you still okay with that?”

“Goddess, yes! I’ve been marveling at my ... seemingly exhibitionistic tendencies, but I’m obviously a full ... full-fledged exhibitionist! Fuck! I’m already near orgasm just from thinking about being photographed doing sex!”

She wasn’t right, but she wasn’t far wrong. With their cameras’ artificial sound effects of a shutter release letting Emma know every time a shot was taken, she quickly ramped up and dove into Nirvana. Seamus, who had a lot of sex this past weekend, managed to hold off and Brett had little trouble with that.

Emma needed a short break, during which Seamus took Brett’s place on the bed and Meka asked, “Do you want to sit on the mouth or the cock?”

“Cock, please? But, what...”

“We’re both going to love our guy, you by bouncing on his cock, me by getting his tongue on and in me.”

“Oh, fuck. I really thought that none of this really happens.”

“It does. While this is for the cameras, we frequently have sessions like this. That’s what happens when you have only two guys for so many girls. Anyone who couldn’t share would probably have left us, but we’ve never had anyone leave us.”

“That’s because you have two incredible guys.”

Beth inserted herself, saying, “Ah, she gave me the cue. Emma, we really like you and we’re going to trust you with information that the rest of TT doesn’t know. Will you keep our secrets?”

“Yes. Yes. Absolutely, yes!”

“We have a third guy.”

Her querying, “Third” came out squeaky.

“Have you seen my dad?”

She furrowed her brow and began responding, “Yes, he’s...”

Her eyebrows raced up her forehead and her eyes rounded with surprise, but I calmly nodded at her and said, “It’s him.”

“He’s like ... the prettiest guy on the planet!”

Meka responded, “And he’s fucking incredible in bed!”

“And your ... the moms?”

“They’re like us. They love to share.”

“Holy fuck! Are you saying that...”

“That some point in the future you can have Charlie? Yes.”

“Goddess! I won’t tell a soul. Really? Charlie Williams? The dad that everyone ... but everyone ... on the team drools over?”

“That’s the one.”

Brett then blew her socks off by telling her, “And he and Meka’s dad and I have triple-teamed some of the girls and moms.”

“Oh, freaking Hell in a fucking bucket! Goddess! I want in! I don’t want to abandon the double-T, but... fuck ... do I want in! What the Hell has gotten into me. I ask Brett to take my shirt off me and now I want three guys to do me at the same time! And, no doubt, while there are cameras recording all the action! Oh, Fucking Hell!”

Emma went ballistic on Brett’s cock, twice rising too strongly and pulling her pussy off him. The second time it happened, she visibly settled down.

“Okay, so I need to keep some kind of control.”

Meka chuckled, then answered, “At least a bit. How do you like this loving on your guy with another girl?”

“Oh, goddess. I think it’s all great! I can’t believe the sorts of things that are running through my head while I’m bouncing on Brett!”

Meka said, “If you bounce more slowly, you and I can share Seamus’ cock.”

Emma dropped to where her butt was sitting on Brett’s thighs and Brett’s penis was inside her but stretched a bit toward his toes, and she sat and stared at Meka, who had halted her slight pelvic motions on Brett’s face to see where Emma would go.

Quietly, she said, “It’s a good thing I began sex with Brett and ... the LA. Fuck, I can’t believe how ... wanton all this makes me.” She stared a bit longer into Meka’s eyes, then asked, “Could you lift up so I can see Brett’s eyes?”

Meka rotated her body and lifted her left knee up and away from the left side of Brett’s face and knelt on the mattress just to the right of Brett’s head and her body facing that way, but with her head turned to Emma.

“I just realized that ... becoming wanton with ... anyone else might have ... gotten me in one or two types of trouble.” When Meka nodded, Emma said, “Last year, despite that I was sorta jealous of the fun that Beth’s table always seemed to have at lunch, I just couldn’t get myself to ask to join them ... and you. And you would all have accepted me just for asking. Wouldn’t you?”

Brett answered, “We wondered why you never asked.”

Emma slowly shook her head, then stated, “I’ve been so pissed off at my ... mother for leaving and so afraid that ... anyone I liked would ... leave me or reject me. I just couldn’t do it, even though I knew you girls wouldn’t reject me. You were friendly to me as part of the school team, but ... I just couldn’t do it.”

She sniffled, then stated, “If it weren’t for K’n’K making an effort with me, I might have continued to stay inside my head and who knows where that would have led. Nowhere good, that’s for sure, and, certainly nowhere that gets me here, my vagina wrapped around Brett’s penis, and a pile of really good friends enjoying watching me having and enjoying sex, including your newest member. “What do you think about all this, Alyssa?”

“You girls are freaking crazy, but, Holy Hell, do I like your version of crazy ... although I’m not sure about getting photographed.”

Meka responded, “That is not a requirement!”

While we waited for what else Smythe had to add, Emma slowly shook her head again, sniffled, put a soft smile on her face as she rotated her pelvis around Brett’s cock, then stated, “I won’t leave TT, but I’d like to be here or have you girls at my house as much as possible. I know school will cut into our time, but I will be joining your tables on the very first day of school, and I’ll be there every day. I’m sure K’n’K will also be there, so you’ll have to keep the second table the seniors made you add last year.”

Brett softly replied, “Emma, there’s already a place at our tables waiting for you ... and places for K’n’K, too. We’ll miss the seniors not being with us. We’re not freshmen any longer, but it’ll still be the place to be in the Central high cafeteria!”

Emma lit up the room with her smile, but then placed her hands on Brett’s chest, did the contortions necessary to get her lips to his while keeping his cock inside her, and kissed him.

When she pulled her head back, she said, “Despite my apparent desire to have sex with ... your entire family, I’m pretty sure I’ll find myself in love with you, Brett. When that happens, please know that it won’t make me not want to continue having sex with your family members.”

Brett shook his head as he answered, “That couldn’t possibly be, Em. My family is so wonderful and everyone loves sex. There’s no way you could resist any of us ... as wanton as you are.”

“I agree: No way at all, so I’ll just have to make it okay in my head that I give myself to every single one of them, and, Beth, that includes your dad. But, considering that I’ve already offered the LA my dad, it seems we have a trade.” She shook her head sharply, then finished with, “Once you’ve taught me how to love on girls, I’m going crazy on all of you.”

Em obviously greatly enjoyed her time with our ... and her guys, which went on for quite a while. She also greatly enjoyed looking at some of the many, many photos Rache and Lana took, most of them centered on her. She particularly adored a photo Lana took from behind Em when she was riding Seamus in Cowgirl on his back and was leaning over kissing with Brett who was lying parallel to Seamus. The base of Seamus’ cock is visible through Em’s legs and all of Brett’s erection is obvious backdropped against Em’s dark torso lying partly on Brett’s.

Rache said, “I’m glad you like that one; it’s certainly the best from today. Now ... Do you want to make a lot of money off it?”

Em’s eyes went huge, and then she looked at Meka, who said, “You can see that no one is identifiable and that no one seems underage. That you obviously have two lovers is crazy sexy and since you’re in a superior position, you aren’t being manipulated or controlled; you’re doing what you want to do.

“Emma, we never push any model to sell any photo, and we won’t push you.”

“But you think it could ... sell very well.” When Rache nodded, Em grinned and then exclaimed, “I’m a porn star! Do I have to come up with some cheesy work name?”

Meka interrupted with, “Only if you want. You could try a play on a corporate name by going as ‘P. OrnStar.”

The spectator gallery broke into giggles, with many trying to come up with similar plays on words, a few trying to do something with “five-star,” but no one managed anything particularly sensical, so Meka grinned around and rubbed the nails of her left hand on her non-existent shirt.

Some of us accompanied Em as Meka took her home.

Shortly after leaving the compound, Em said, “I’ll probably never refuse anything like today. I ... got so hot knowing that ... two of you were photographing me doing sex with the guys. I loved that, and I’d do that again and again even if I never earned a dime from photos. Just getting a photo or two printed to hang on our walls would be all I’d need ... although I won’t refuse a few thousand dollars!”

Rache responded, “Don’t forget. We’ll need to get you to fill out some paperwork and you need to get your Social Security info from your dad.”

“I won’t forget and I’m serious, Rache. I loved that. Can I get you two to photograph Dad and me having sex?”

“If he’s willing, yes. Do you want something for just you, something that has you identifiable?”

“Oh, goddess. Yes, but that might not be a good idea. Perhaps just something in which only one of us is identifiable. And ... y’know, I might want photos of him with ... others of the girls. I don’t know if any of TT would do that, but maybe some of the LA would be willing ... once they know him.”

I responded, “I’d do that for you anytime. I liked my time with him, and he’ll get a lot better with more practice, but any photo with me probably should not have him in a superior position.”

“No,” replied Em. “You should be riding him, maybe with his knees behind you like Seamus did with me that time.”

“It’s a deal, Em. Let’s do that. Pick a time.”

Author: Kath Weeks

[This is my first contribution to our journal, and I will probably always run my voice recorder to help me detail my account, although the university team will have me out of town quite a bit.]

Belinda and Darren offered to bring pizzas for dinner, despite how many they’ll have to bring to feed us all, so once the girls got home from dropping Smythe at home very shortly after I got home, most joined me in being naked on the front porch. We hung out and gabbed, and the girls who had not immediately joined us there did so after getting assigned chores done: Civ, Gracey, Kim, and Taylor. Beth arrived shortly thereafter, having come from chatting with her mom in the W, and she immediately pulled Alyssa aside and had a quiet conversation with her, one that ended after Alyssa nodded at Beth. I wondered what that was about.

As she wound her way among other girls to an open spot against the railing, Taylor stated, “This is the single most wonderful aspect of living here – hanging out naked with my sisters, and here on the front porch is the ... coolest. It’s ... nothing I’d have ever thought of, but the ... naughtiness of it is so cool! Oh, and Mom says she’ll be home a bit after 5:00.”

“Oh, good,” responded Rhee. “I’m glad she’s been able to wangle an earlier end to her shift on Mondays. She’ll have a part either tonight or next week.”

Mare cooed, “Oooh. You’ve never given us hints before!”

“Yup, but I’ve decided I’ll give a hint or two every Monday, but the hint or hints might not be for that Monday. Rache, Lana, please have your cameras ready before they get here tonight.”

Varied conversations took place on the porch, during which time Crewe arrived, having removed her clothes shortly before reaching the main front steps to the porch.

After Crewe got hugs all around, Civ stated, loudly enough that everyone could hear, “Everyone. Not quite everyone is here, yet, but Mare and I wanted to see what everyone thought about a slight change we wanted to make to the schedule for the Tuesday sleepovers at the Palecek house.” When Beth told her to make the suggestion, Civ said, “Since Kai and Seamus are allowed to be naked there at all times and because they’re sexual with the Palecek parents, we’d like to give both of them something like a 25% chance each time they’re selected for the sleepover that they’ll spend the night with the parents.”

Meka immediately replied, “That’s a great idea, girls! Did you have an idea for a replacement in your bed when the 25% chance hits?”

Mare answered, “Yes. We suggest that Taylor take their places in our bed.”

“Yes, yes,” exclaimed Taylor.

“Oh,” Brit said immediately after Taylor. “That would mean that two of the three quote-unquote visitors would be naked.”

Liya responded, “It would. Civ, Mare, you’ve already run the new version, I assume. Yes?”

Civ said, “Yes, and each of them got one night with our parents. Sort of unfortunately, which you might remember, no Tuesday on the spreadsheet covering out through next May had both Kai and Seamus sharing a night there. However, with Kai getting to sleep with our parents on the first Tuesday of November, we’ll be sending three naked girls that week, as Heather is on for that week.”

I said, “Wow. It’ll be a good thing Kai’s there to give Jeff some relief with three lovely naked girls there that night.”

Taylor squealed, moved from where she was to my lap facing me, gave me a hug and kiss, then said, “Thanks for the compliment!”

“You’re welcome, Taylor, but, surely, you know you’re becoming a very cute girl!”

She said, “Thanks,” then turned in my lap, leaned her back against my chest, pulled my arms around her, settled in for the nonce, and quietly said, “I love it here so very much!”

Meka asked, “When is Seamus’ night with your parents?”

“Not until the second week of March.”

“Too bad. Beth, I think we need to get the Palecek women some time with Seamus well before that.”

“I’ve been thinking about that. Could we invite them to spend a night here, one in which the Moms take Seamus to an upstairs room and Jeff takes Kai to another?”

Mare said, “Our moms would love that! I think Dad would really like that, too!”

Gracey jumped in with, “What about after a super-family Friday night?”

“Oh, that would be great, I think,” replied Civ. “We could have an LA-Palecek morning and then, maybe, go to Armoire with Mare.”

Beth said, “Civ, Mare, please ask your parents about that tomorrow and suggest this Friday as the night.”

When Raven arrived shortly after 5:00, everyone went inside to get dressed in skimpywear in preparation for our friends’ arrival. We were all back on the porch when Belinda and Darren drove up at 5:17. Many of the girls went to the street to greet them.

Rhee said, “Before anything else happens today, I need to ask you, Darren, if you’ll be okay with, from now on, one of our guys making Belinda naked.”

He glanced at Belinda, who said, “Can we put off any of that until after we’ve eaten? Something we want to tell you guys touches directly on your question, Rhee.”

“That’s fine.”

Right then, Alyssa pointed at Katherine’s car turning off Rattlesnake and the south door on our garage began opening. We carted the ten large pizzas into the living room while others of us had previously gone into the kitchen for napkins, paper plates, and a few cutlery items. The 27 of us chatted and ate, but shortly before 5:45, our visitors were ready for some sort of discussion, and at that point, Rhee explained that we would introduce the woman they didn’t know later. Of course, I knew what “later” meant in this context.

Belinda shivered at that, then said, “I think what we have to say is okay for the young girls to hear, so please let me know if it’s not.” When both Beth and Meka nodded at her, she looked around the room, then said, “We had a long discussion about the LA and us yesterday. It was ... really good and we wound up fucking like bunnies for quite a while thereafter. We’re very happy to tell you that we’re both of... exactly ... the same mind when it comes to our ... activities with the LA, although you ... might be at least a bit surprised by some of the things we found ourselves agreeing about.”

She closed her eyes while she inhaled deeply, opened her eyes, looked at Rhee, then said, “Rhee, a while ago, we told you that we’re committing to a long-term sexual relationship with the LA. We want to clarify and fully explain what we’d like the ... parameters of that relationship to be.” When Rhee nodded at her, Belinda added, “If you’re willing, both of us want you in complete charge of the sexual activities of both of us anytime we’re with you.”

Hullaballoo!

Both of them smiled at the surprise we all showed ... our very pleasant surprise at her words, and once the LA’s vocal responses died a bit, Belinda added, “While we live in Elkton, whether that’s until Darren graduates or even longer if he gets a job here, you may have either or both of us have sex of nearly any type you want – neither of us wants anal sex and he doesn’t want anything too sexual with a guy – but you may have either or both of us have sex with...” She looked around the room, then finished, “anyone you want, LA member or not.”

Fucking pandemonium!

Rhee, Heather, and a few others of the girls swarmed them, giving both hugs and deep kisses, and it took some five minutes for the commotion to die down enough to allow Belinda to continue.

“We know you’ve had some constraints on weekends, but we’d appreciate having more time with you on at least some days, which would necessitate a weekend day.” When Rhee nodded, Belinda added, “We suggest, if you could manage such, an early-afternoon start on a Sunday or something ... at least occasionally.”

Meka said, “We’d love to have more time with you two, but from your words, I take it that you still do not want to become LA members.”

“Not correct,” answered Darren. “We want to join, but we’re ... afraid of the heartache if the most likely result comes after I graduate, that I’ll need to take a job nowhere near here. When we leave here on Monday evenings, unless you’ve completely worn me out, Rhee, we usually fuck like bunnies as soon as we’re inside our apartment, very much like on our wedding night, Heather. Then, for the next two nights – sometimes three nights, we have sex virtually every night reliving our activities on Monday night. For the next one or two nights, we usually have sex on the strength of our own relationship, although if we miss a night in a week, it’s during that period. Then, in the night or two before Monday, we usually have sex on our fantasies of what you’ll have us do on Monday.