Chapter 8

August 24, 2018 (Friday)

Author: Brett Jacobs

After Emma P’s orgasm and the continued learning by nearly all of us about the depth of Kota’s understanding of a lot of aspects of our various lives, everyone hung out in and around the pool for nearly two hours. We did casual lounging in the pool, some real swimming, and – after another round of sunblock slathering (and, boy, that is so enjoyable when most of the slatherees are attractive, fit girls) – played two typical pool games, the feeling of which was greatly changed by our nudity: Marco Polo and Chicken Fights.

Over the course of my relationship with the girls of the LA, from friend to lover to husband, I have frequently been surprised by how ... my life and our lives have changed, and the pool games were another such surprise. Had I thought about it, I would have predicted the impact of the LA ... and The Team ... playing such games, but I did not previously consider the subject. I need to do more of that sort of thinking, that considering. However, I have liked many of the surprises engendered by my lack of thinking about the impacts of our new life, our various new attitudes.

While Marco Polo was not explicitly sexual, it was not purely platonic, although some of what may have been sexual last month is not sexual ... or not much so ... now. The blindfold means that the searcher cannot know where she or he will wind up touching her targets. Butts and breasts are not the purely sexual body parts between the groups that they were cross-group before the change in locker-room rules. And Chicken Fights occasionally resulted in both the mounts and the riders kissing their opponents. Yes, the mounts kissing each other and the riders kissing each other. Of course, Chicken Fights is an inherently unequal game in some regards, as it would have been silly for Heather to be Meka’s mount. Additionally, if Meka were a rider on a suitably large mount, who could have defeated her. Although, now that I think about it, Heather is probably smart enough to have lured Meka into making out with her while riding their respective mounts, then taking advantage of Meka’s love of Heather to push her over and off her mount. Yes, Heather would certainly have done something like that.

Goddess, my life is so incredible now!

After Chicken Fights, the subject of sex returned while we were lounging in the pavilion.

When it did, Beth asked, “Which of the three non-Lissa girls wants to be first to take our guys to her lair?”

I smiled at my first wife, one of the two most intense loves of my life. That’s not a dig, as my other wives all know that Beth and Lana are the two most important LA members to me. I was surprised at who clamored to be first.

Beth responded, “Are you ready or, at least, as ready as possible?”

Mila answered, “Yes. I’m ... nervous, but I want this.”

“Okay. Why don’t you take the back second-floor master, but please change the sheets before you leave the room. The guys know where the spares are.”

“Really? Just like that?”

“Do you want a fanfare or something?”

“No.” She breathed deeply, then stated, “I guess I’m nervous, but I definitely want this. Freak! I want this so much, and I can’t believe I’m going to have two great guys as my first. Holy fuck!”

“I know you can’t help but be nervous, but Brett is very experienced, and Seamus is not a neophyte. I’m sure you’ll have a great time, as they both know how to make things last. Also, and this is for all members of The Team, your ‘first time’ [air quotes] is not restricted to getting a single orgasm from our guys. Unless you’re like Heather, feel free to get as much enjoyment from your time with them as you want. If it winds up being more than an hour, that’s not at all a problem.”

Beth found herself straddled and being kissed hard by a lovely, tall, Tanzanian-native US citizen. The two kissed hard for nearly two minutes until Mila leaned back from her.

“I think I’ll love the ... orgy version if I can have it, but thanks so much for being so willing to share your beautiful guys!”

“Truly,” replied Beth, “it’s our pleasure. We greatly enjoy keeping our guys happy, and I’m sure you’ll give them a huge dose of happy.”

As the three of us stepped into the assigned bedroom, I could tell we were all nervous, so I suggested, “Why don’t we three take a shower together to wash off the sunblock.”

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Seamus give a strong head nod, but I had my eyes on Mila’s. She gazed into my eyes for quite a few seconds, then stepped into me and softly kissed me.

“Thanks, Brett. I was getting too nervous, so some ... hopefully playful shower time would be good.”

Seamus responded immediately with, “I agree, but I proclaim no tickling.”