Chapter 4: Together

Waking up in Mum’s eerie was odd. Somehow more odd than waking up in a bed with her and Billy. Molly gently extracted herself from the tangle of limbs and stood, naked, looking out over the yard. No sexy neighbours had made an appearance yet when a yawning Billy woke Mum up and got excited when he realised they could all shower together now. Jackie and Molly normally did to save water and power. It had been a thing but it wouldn’t be the same now whatever happened. They piled in and Billy was surprisingly useful at mutual body washing for a boy who hadn’t had sex in several hours. She cuddled him in a towel as Mum did her hair.

“I should have been in the garden next door an hour and a half ago to meet Matt,” Jackie said, “but I messaged Marissa last night and asked to delay today by two hours so I could take you with me.” They were in the kitchen having breakfast. No one had even thought about putting any clothes on. “What we’ve done is dangerous and messed up and I have no clue how to handle it. The only people I know who know how to handle endless perverted sex are our perverted sexy neighbours who got me into this mess. There’s no one else to go to. They may not be able to get us out but they must know how we can get through.”

“Does that mean I get to fuck the sexy neighbour lady you talked about?” Billy cut to the chase.

“I have no idea darling. That would be up to Marissa and you. If she says no though then that’s final. Do you understand?”

Billy nodded

“Yes.”

but looked glum.

“You’ll be OK though,” he said to Molly. “You’re beautiful and everyone wants to fuck you.”

“That’s sweet of you.” Molly ruffled his hair and looked over at Jackie who was almost as nervous as she was.

They made their nine AM appointment at the gate on time. Jackie put in the code, opened it, and they piled through.

“This is a cool garden,” Billy said.

“I’m glad you like it.” A naked man Billy didn’t recognize but Molly knew was Matt, appeared from between the planting. The almost immediate transformation in Jackie was amazing. She practically jumped into his arms. Every inch of her body exuding excitement. Matt took Jackie in his embrace and kissed her. She turned to Molly and said. “Take Billy up to the house and find Marissa. She will tell you what you need to know and where you’re allowed. Be polite.” She turned back to Matt and pressed herself against him. Then she raised one leg, stretching it high above his shoulder, like a ballet dancer. Matt held her with one arm and reached up to her raised ankle. His hand ran down her upstretched leg but he wasn’t merely stroking it. It was like he was playing a musical instrument. As his hand moved down one joint after another of Jackie’s leg relaxed, her ankle and then her knee, folding down. Molly watched with fascination as Matt’s hand reached Mum’s pussy still moving in flowing patterns but she didn’t see the touch. Mum had twisted towards her. “Go on you two. This is my Matt time.” The absolute joy on her face as she said it was likely coming from what Matt’s hand was doing. Molly took Billy by the arm and headed for the house.

Marissa was even more beautiful and elegant close up. She greeted them on the deck and Molly could tell that Billy was in love in about two seconds. They got a tour through the den, the hall, the meeting room, the utility, the kitchen and the wet room with instructions on what they were allowed to use. It was incredible, not for the amount of space which wasn’t massive but for the amount of beauty and decoration and function that was there. It was like a place that had been lived in for centuries, collecting the best of what could be fitted into it. Billy asked endless questions and made wonderfully inappropriate comments about the roundness of Marissa’s breasts and how sexy her voice was. She did have a slight but sexy accent to go with her exotic looks. Marissa was charming and open. Thanking Billy for his compliments and pushing out her perfectly symmetrical chest for his appreciation. His eyes went wide at that. Molly tried to take it all in but there was too much They’d hadn’t even seen all of the ground floor. “We like to be outdoors when we can but otherwise we hang out in the den” Marissa said, gesturing around the room with low, soft and comfortable furnishings.

“The floor and all the coverings are smart materials except the coffee table but that’s impervious anyway, so you can sit anywhere and do whatever comes to mind without the risk of damaging anything. However if you need to relieve yourself or for anything really wet or messy there is the wet room.”

They followed her through the space at the back of the kitchen and through an odd angled door to a very different room. The floor looked like tiles and rubber all at once and felt both firm and soft under foot. There was no ceiling at all, only darkness, like a theatre Molly thought. Despite the darkness above and the lack of windows the room wasn’t dark. She could see everything clearly by some trick that seemed to be bouncing light off mirrors or changing its colour somehow.

“This room can do many things if you learn how to use it but for now understand that nothing is too wet or messy for it to cope with. Take note of the markings on the floor and watch.”

Molly looked at the yellow, blue and green markings but there was nothing she could understand. Marissa stood on a circle of blue dots. She raised a graceful arm in the air and waggled her fingers. Water suddenly showered down from some mechanism above and Marissa twirled around under the shower. She bowed towards them almost to the floor and the water was splashing off the twin crescent moons of her perfect bottom. She raised up making the hand signal again and the water shut off.

Marissa seemed completely unconcerned about being soaking wet. In fairness it did nothing to mess up her short, curly, dark hair and just made her look even hotter in the odd light.

They followed her towards another door, this one with a flurry of markings in front of it and massive heavy framing. It looked like it might be the entrance to a secret lair. On their right, inside the door, was a mini gym designed for two people to work out together. The heavy looking door opened easily enough. It wasn’t even locked and they were outside again. There was gym equipment here to. Bars and more gymnastic looking items. They’d skipped the door right in the corner by the gym that Molly guessed was the garage.

“I didn’t think anyone could actually be sexier than my sister,” Billy said conversationally to Marissa. “You definitely are though, especially when you’re wet.”

Marissa didn’t respond immediately. Molly was about ready to punch her brother. Instead Marissa took the two steps up the near end of the deck and sat down on a bench at a low table. She beckoned them too her, motioned Molly to take the bench opposite her, then span Billy round, grabbed him by his narrow hips and brought him to stand between her knees, facing his sister.

“You think I’m sexy. That’s because I’ve had twenty years to practice being sexy. You see your sister?” Billy nodded. “How many years has she had?”

“About none to one,” Billy shrugged.

“How is she doing? Look carefully. Take in every curve and angle, every tone and reflection as if you were an artist and you had to paint a picture of her tomorrow without her around.”

Billy looked, really looked, at his naked sibling for the first time in a long time. Molly could feel his eyes on her but she felt no need to hide anything from him. She sat in as close to an imitation of Marissa’s pose as she could. Her knees Billy width apart. He could see her pussy but he didn’t spend any longer staring at it than anywhere else. Marissa let it go on for a minute or more, flexing her knees a little as if to massage him and holding him around the chest with long fingered, manicured hands. Then she repeated the question. “So, how is she doing?”

“Really fucking well,” Billy said, his head nodding in emphasis.

“So we don’t make comparisons. We show our appreciation for the people we love. How would you express what you feel for Molly right now?”

Billy considered carefully. “With hugging and kissing and rubbing her tits, really gently, the way she likes it.”

Molly thought her heart would melt and run out of her.

“Go on then.” Marissa’s knees had already released him, now she gave him a gentle shove on the bottom.

When Jackie came up from the garden, Billy was sat between Molly’s legs, sideways, with one of hers over both of his and the other wrapped around him like a seat. He had one arm around her, rubbing her back, a hand cupping her right tit, the thumb circling her nipple and his tongue was down her throat somewhere, by the look of the expression on her face. Molly’s eyes were closed, though she opened them briefly before waving at her Mum.

Jackie was happier and more relaxed than Molly could ever remember her. She lay on the wide bench near the hot tub and read an old paper book that Matt had recommended with her old fashioned spectacles on. At one stage Billy went and lay down full length, half beside and half on top of her. She caressed his head, gave him her left nipple to suck and let him stroke her pussy with his hand. He offered to fuck her of course but she said.

“Not right now thank you darling. There’ll be time for that later.”

“OK,” he said, “and went back to his pussy massage for a while.”

Later he needed to pee so he found Molly in the den, looking at old stuff, and they went to try the wet room. As soon as Molly crossed a circle of blue dots he tried to do the dance to make it rain but it didn’t work. Then he went and stood on the circle himself, making a pose and holding his cock, pointing at the floor he said.

“You try it. It doesn’t seem to work for me.”

Molly tried variations on the hand signal but nothing seemed to work. She hadn’t seen Billy step a little sideways off the circle. As soon as she looked up in desperation at the invisible apparatus above, Billy jerked his cock up and let out a torrent. It caught her coming down, from left tit to right ankle like a lash. He was already running before she even realised what had happened. Out of the door and down the garden he fled with Molly soon in pursuit. Billy was fast off the mark but, longer legged as she was, Molly would get him in the middle distance. They charged around flower beds, sliding on bare feet in the grass. Molly would have caught him quickly and given him a pummelling but she hadn’t counted on his piss cannon still being loaded. Time after time she nearly caught him, only to have him turn the tables and send her diving for cover. In the kitchen Marissa sat at the ancient looking house computer and watched on the dim little screen the camera views from the southern and western fences and the one from the first floor that looked over the garden.

“They’ve just reinvented piss chase,” she said to Matt as he stroked across her shoulders. “Do you think it will end the same way?” he asked. “Of course it will she said taking his stroking hand in hers and smiling up at him.”

Marissa was right of course. Billy’s piss canon would run dry, although not before he scored a few hits. Molly would catch him and try to pin him down to get her revenge. She would succeed at the price of once again, accidentally, getting his cock inside her pussy. She would piss and he would fuck and they would roll on the grass making hot messy love until she forgave him all over again.

“He is an absolute delight,” Marissa said. “Already practising radical hotnesty without any training at all. If Jackie is willing I will have Billy as a lover. What do you think about Molly?”

“She’s almost beyond belief quite frankly,” Matt said. To be so hot, so young, so innocent and real and sexy, with a body like that but I won’t have her as my lover. We will have her as our lover. You and me. Like her mother she’ll be as attracted to you as she is to me but if I make love to her and you to Billy, then that paring will stick and when I’m with you she will go back to him. When they’re not with us they’ll both go back to Jackie. We mustn’t close that loop for Jackie’s sake and theirs, down the road. Molly must come to you first, then to me, so that she’s open enough, when another comes along her own age, and so that she never feels she comes between us.”

Marissa nodded. Matt’s wisdom in these things was profound and she trusted his judgement.

“I will spend time with her at first then and see if she will have me as a lover. Maybe she and I can share our desire for Billy.”

“You are truly the smartest and most beautiful woman in the world,” he said caressing her arm and helping her up while writing ‘love’ down her arm in tiny, precise delicate touches. They called it tapping and there was an entire vocabulary, grammar even a shaping like tone to it. A real language made entirely of touch.

“Go and make love to Jackie,” she said, returning his simple message with her hand on his side.

Things with Molly and Billy went exactly as Marissa predicted. Half an hour later they were back in the wet room panting, covered in grass stains and streaked with mud and piss, laughing and grabbing at one another without menace. Marissa glided in and had them practice starting the shower for themselves and for one another. The gesture was different. However when Billy tried to squirt Marissa the spray targeted him instead making Molly laugh uproariously as it followed him across the floor no matter how he ducked and weaved. When he tried hiding behind Molly it shut off rather than spraying her as he’d hoped.

“I warned you it’s a pretty sophisticated system,” Marissa said, making another gesture. “Now come here and stand still and relax so we can wash you properly.”

Billy did as he was told for once and didn’t regret it. With two beauties paying his body intimate and very sensuous attention he was ready to go again before they’d finished. That made cleaning Molly under Marissa’s instructions all the more fun, even when she accidentally on purpose squirted pee on his head.

“She is playing an intimate game with you,” Marissa told him. “The point of such games is not to win, It is to enjoy playing. However that does not mean that there is no winning. One of the best basic games to play is bluff, or upping the ante. With that little squirt Molly is saying she may piss on you, so call her bluff by making her do it if she can, and up the ante by accepting her piss willingly instead of fleeing from it.”

Billy took a while to work that through but eventually he leaned in, from where he was crouched, and tongue tickled and sucked Molly’s pee hole until she gave him the rest.

“When you win so comprehensively you should be magnanimous and share your prizes.”

Billy just managed to stop himself from swallowing the shallow mouthful of warm pee and stood and shared it with Molly mouth to mouth instead. She called his bluff by opening her mouth willingly for it and upped the ante by swallowing it instead of giving it back. Through all this and the washing Marissa was never apart from them physically. She was almost constantly in contact with one or both of them. Holding some part of their bodies or moving them with gentle strength into a certain stance as she had done earlier with the sideways sitting cuddle. Her body constantly talked to theirs, figuratively and literally in tap language. When Molly picked up the game so quickly Marissa’s hand had tapped, “well done,” on her back. She knew nothing of it other than that Marissa’s touch felt good and she welcomed it but her body would remember. She tapped ‘lunch’ on Billy’s head when he showed no sign of breaking his kiss with Molly even though they were all clean and ready to go.

Matt had roused Jackie from her doze and they talked about the book. He sat behind her on the bench, a leg on either side and she cuddled back against him till she could feel his cock against the small of her back. he could read the book over her shoulder comfortably with her holding it and his hands free to do their magic to her body.

“If the old system was so corrupt, how could it have both remained hidden and continued to function for so long?” “Well that is a long deep question with a longer deeper answer which begins like this. Once people get used to something, really used to something over generations of time they can no longer see it for what it is, or truly conceive of the world without it. Our thinking is a bit like a factory. A thought factory if you will. It’s very important when laying out a factory to get everything, even the building and the floor aligned perfectly square and flat. If you don’t. if you warp the building and the floor in a certain way, you will eventually warp any machine that goes onto that factory floor and the warped machines will produce warped parts. Then you take those warped parts and try to build a factory from them. you see the true horror of the problem.” They talked and caressed their way through the morning, taking walks around the garden and drinks in the den. It was a glorious way to spend a day off and by lunchtime Jackie was in a great mood, kissing everyone who came within reach and sharing food, mouth to mouth, with her neighbours at the table. Tomorrow she’d be back in Chareen wearing clothes and waiting tables but instead of being cooped up at home with their old console her precious children would be running around this place in the capable care of her perverted lovers.

“So did Marissa fuck you like you wanted,” she asked Billy as he tucked into his lunch. To his credit he didn’t choke. “Not yet,” he said carefully, “but she did teach us lots of things and that was very sexy. Not like fucking but almost and anyway it was awesome.”

“You navigated that tricky one pretty well Billy,” Marissa said, adding extra tomatoes to his plate. “There are signs that you’ll probably seduce me eventually.”

“What signs?” he asked

Marissa pointed to the tomatoes “When a woman starts to feed you without being asked, you know you’re getting closer.”

Billy picked up a baby tomato and made as if to bite into but then popped it between Marissa’s lips instead. That warranted an, “Ooh”, from Matt. “Someone is learning faster than anyone could have expected. Did I accidentally leave a copy of ‘Sex and Food’ lying around?”

Molly laughed and Marissa pumped the little red fruit in and out between her lips, waggling her eyebrows. It was so silly and childish and yet somehow one of the most erotic things Molly had ever seen. She had to lean in and try to take the tomato. She got her teeth around it but the poor little thing couldn’t take the pressure and exploded into sweet juice and seeds between her mouth and Marissa’s. They each tried to lick the others juicy chin at the same time and only succeeded in spreading the mess. It was almost impossible to laugh and to lick tomato pulp from Marissa’s face and chase the juice running down her neck at the same time. It was however great fun to try. Billy of course wanted to play one of his favourite games ‘adding fuel to the fire’ but he made eye contact with Matt first, and got a nod, before reaching high and exploding another tomato over the faces of the giggling wrestlers. They did eventually get lunch back into some semblance of order but Marissa and Molly were wrapped around one another and that’s the way they stayed, giggling, making exaggerated fuck-me faces at one another and licking one another’s lips.

When lunch was over Marissa gracefully untangled herself from Molly, only ‘accidently’ brushing her pussy on Molly’s forearm. She climbed out from the bench and went inside with Matt carrying the remains of lunch. She looked back at Molly from the doorway and made an open mouthed tongue waggle. Molly licked her forearm with a flat tongue with exaggerated and indulgent slowness, her eyes locked on Marissa who grinned back delightedly.

Jackie called them over. Molly pouted at her brother. “What have I done?” he said. “You do not want to ask that question,” was all the reply he got before Mum told them to pipe down and listen. “I had a talk with Matt this morning.”

“When you were fucking him?” Billy butted in.

“No. Afterwards. Now shush and listen. Today has gone well and what that means is that Matt and Marissa have generously offered to let you come back whenever the gate is open, for the rest of the holiday. Only go in the parts of the house they’ve showed you and be careful and polite and fuck like bunnies if you want. I don’t know why they’d voluntarily take you on and have you under their feet but they seem to be OK with it. I will be here for my tryst with Matt every morning that I can. You can sleep here or back at the house, together or apart or with me. I can’t tell you what to do anymore with sex and stuff because I don’t know. If I had my choice well my body wouldn’t be able to keep up anyway so take Marissa’s advice. She’s had a lot more sex than me and knows the good from the bad. Take Matt’s advice too if you dare. It makes me so happy I could cry.”

Billy’s response to this profound emotional outpouring was of course to ask, “What’s a tryst?”

“It’s when you meet up especially for fucking.”

“Oh, so it’s just another word for fucking then?”

“No you doofus, it’s a word for a special meeting.”

“Not like breakfast then?”

“What?”

“Well breakfast is a word for when you meet up especially to have breakfast.”

Matt broke up the ensuing nude wrestling match before it turned into a tryst.

“Your tour earlier skipped the garage,” he told Billy. “Would you like to take a look?”

Billy’s ambition of accidentally on purpose getting his face squashed between Molly’s tits was instantly replaced by curiosity about the garage.

“He’s the worlds cutest brat sometimes.”

Molly said when Billy had left with Matt.

“Yes. Some day soon some lucky girl is going to have to work out how to tame the brat without losing the cute. One hell of a job for sure.”

Jackie had her spectacles back on and her head was back in the book even as she was talking. Molly stretched and tidied up around the deck as best she could. Marissa was back quickly though and waved her towards the hot tub.

“The maintenance cycle is finished. It should be good now. Might be a little cold to start with”

Molly dabbled a toe. It was cool but not unpleasant.

“I’d like to teach you how to talk without sight or sound,” Marissa said, sitting cross legged and trailing a hand in the water. “That sounds like body language,” Molly said.

“It is but a bit more advanced. I think you’re going to be really good at it. You were already doing intermediate level stuff like fuck-me faces when we were having fun at lunch.”

“You mean?” Molly did her best wanton desire face.

“Yes exactly. You tone that down so it’s not quite comedy and you can seduce a man from the other side of the room. now you need to know what to do, when you want to tell your lover that you came with, that you just pulled, without the guy you’ve seduced realizing you’re with him.”

This clearly was the advanced stuff.

“For the learning stage we won’t be able to stay close like lovers so if you feel the distance between us, just make a stop sign” Marissa’s hand made the sign “and come kiss and cuddle for a bit.”

It was strange to be so anxious about communicating without full body touching but Molly had only just begun to understand this no space business today. Marissa had been practicing it for years so maybe this teaching would be unnerving for her.

Molly made the sign and went and sat in between Marissa’s legs, wrapped her own around the astonishing beautiful woman’s body and comforted her as if it was going to be a cold awkward experience to teach at arms length.

When they started the lesson proper Marissa had her stand with her eye’s closed, put her right hand out and mirror the touches she felt to her left cheek onto Marissa’s.

“Don’t worry about what any of it means for now. With touch you have to learn to read and write at the same time. The understanding part comes later.”

Molly nodded, closed her eyes and tried to keep up. It was intense but they took regular breaks in the tub and sat in one of half a dozen kissing positions that Marissa showed her how to get into and out of gracefully and together.

The light was starting to fade when Jackie brought them drinks and told them Matt was making dinner. They briefly disappeared to make a call and returned, then Jackie watched as Molly and Marissa each took a glass in their right hand, stepped together until they were flattening each other’s breasts and then lowered down together gracefully to the deck without a drop spilled. They were wrapped around one another like a pretzel as far as Jackie could tell, but they seemed to be happy to sit that way, face to face, their eyes were locked together and without looking each brought their glass to the other’s lips and drank. Molly nearly spilled getting the glass back on the deck and had to look. Marissa smiled and tapped her cheek with, “Again.” The second time the drinking part was perfect. Jackie didn’t understand it but they were so sensual and beautiful doing it that she couldn’t look away.

Matt and Billy brought dinner which was amazingly good considering billy had been involved in preparing it. They ate around the tub, gradually spending more time in the water.

Marissa detailed the party plan. “We’re planning a party here for a week next Saturday. There will be people you know a little and people you’ve not met yet. I haven’t worked out all the details and things never go absolutely to plan but it will be a sex party and hopefully a love making one as well. You don’t have to be here, you can stay away and no one will be upset. I will probably fuck Mike Green until I pass out, which won’t take long, and it will be a short party. However if everyone comes and has fun it will go on till people drift away in the middle of Sunday. So if you don’t attend on Saturday you should wait till Sunday evening before coming over and we probably won’t be any use till Monday morning at the earliest.”

“Who’s going to be here?” Billy inevitably asked.

“Jules and Mike Green, Gwen, Geoff and Dan Baxter, Leon and Margaret Milstead, Jackie, Matt and I. Balanced numbers which also means if you want to come Billy you have to persuade your sister to come as well.” They could see Billy’s cogs turning after that revelation.

“Is that Leon from just over the road?” Molly asked, waving a reaching arm in a general south westerly direction. “I thought his name was Mills.”

“It was,” Marissa said, “but all four of them are having it changed.” She outlined the stories of the two old soldiers, their partners, the affair and how Matt and Marissa had stepped in to stave off disaster. It had worked miraculously well and ended up with a foursome group marriage. The Mills and the Steads would become the Millsteads and live out their lives in mutual happiness. It was a beautiful story, sad and happy and romantic and sexy towards the end with Margaret, Jill, Randy and Leon forming their own little free loving nudist colony.

“Aren’t Randy and Jill invited?” Billy asked.

“Very much so but they can’t make it,” Marissa said. “They already sent their apologies and Randy says he owes me a proper screwing.”

“Is he a good lover?” Jackie asked.

“He’s a great one-and-done fucker still. Doesn’t have much in the way of staying power these days but I reckon he probably did live up to his boasts when he was young.” The way that Marissa and Matt had used their potent seductive abilities to actually help people in trouble. They were like sexy super heroes, fucking their way to a better tomorrow. Silly but awesome none the less. It didn’t immediately occur to Molly that she herself might be the subject of another such scheme, let alone that their might be any grander plan. She just felt even greater love and respect for both of them. Matt and Jackie had been cuddling in the tub during Marissa’s tale. Now Molly lip read her mother’s words to Matt as she turned sideways on his lap.

“Yes. Fuck me where everyone can see.”

Mum wanted to be watched. Molly watched as Matt lifted her out of the tub and lay behind her on the deck. he kissed her neck and cradled her tits so they stuck out like they were being offered to those watching. She spread her dripping wet sex with her fingers, one leg cocked and welcomed him inside her. It was an uncomplicated, comfortable, relaxed fuck. Billy watched in awe from as close as being in the tub allowed. Marissa and Molly, arms around one another, from the step on the far side. Marissa’s hand came off Molly’s shoulder and touched her face and Matt’s cock slipped fully into Jackie, bottoming out in her warm wet folds.

“Question. Lick me?”

Molly read it right on the repeat and tried to reply,

“Fuck yes.”

She wasn’t far off and Marissa had already read it from her face. they slid out of the tub onto the surround and wriggled themselves into a reasonably comfortable sixty nine with a lot of stroking, kissing and body licking along the way. With her right arm around Marissa’s thigh and her own leg cocked Molly licked down the groove of Marissa’s left leg into her pussy. She poured the gratitude and love and respect she had for this woman into her efforts to delight and stimulate. She was greatly encouraged in her efforts by the sensations from between her own legs.