Chapter 11

The next few weeks held no real surprises, we just settled back into the normal training routine. I was now getting pretty regular letters from all the ladies in Erie; and occasionally one from Trish, the artist in Pittsburg. She invited me to stop there the next time I was passing through; the brochures I was in had evidently turned out pretty well and she wanted to use me as a model again. I got a letter from Chris, the big news from her was that she and her husband were expecting their first child the following spring; they were getting along very well and were looking forward to the birth. Mary wrote every couple of weeks; she was still very eager for us to get to know each other better; I really liked corresponding with her. Jack and Jill wrote every month or so; Jack’s back was a little better and he really enjoyed hearing about what I was doing.

Becky and I discovered the local drive-in theater a few miles away; we went most Friday evenings, no matter what was showing. Every other weekend we ended up spending overnight in Memphis somewhere; we finally made it to Beale Street with JB and had a great time. I was meritoriously promoted to Lance Corporal effective 1 September; I was told not to bother having the new chevrons sown on my uniforms; I was going to be promoted again in December when I graduated. That long Labor Day weekend in Nashville was great; JB’s father Bob gave me an old bass guitar he had re-strung and tuned to match my baritone ukulele, an octave lower than a lead guitar. We played around with that most of the weekend in the studio; plugged into an amp gave it lots more volume; and much bigger and fuller sound than I was used to. We ended up clubbing in Nashville again on Sunday evening with Bob and Carol; Bob, JB, and I formed an unofficial trio, we sounded pretty good. We ended up playing for over an hour; doing many of the songs we had done a couple weeks earlier, and adding several more. Angie had me give JB serious training on how to massage her feet; he was an apt and eager pupil, especially since they usually ‘napped’ afterwards.

The weekends Becky and I spent in Memphis got more involved sexually; I’m not sure what she and the other girls were talking about, but she did end up buying me some vitamins, mostly as a joke. She was determined to try everything; we didn’t do anything particularly kinky, but she became obsessed with pleasing me. I finally let her finish me in her mouth, which she really seemed to enjoy; she especially liked wearing heels and stocking for me, said they made her feel very sexy. We did find an adult store just across the river and she spent an hour in there talking to the sales girls; picking out a couple toys, outfits, and accessories; for her, an adult ‘toy store’.

We got through September and October; the Veteran’s Day long weekend near the end of the month we all ended up staying on base, being required to attend the base ceremony and participate in the activities. In the past there had been 4 tackle football teams on base that played each other twice each; one Marine Corps team and 3 Navy ones. That had been stopped due to too many injuries and all the transfers, now they were doing a Navy versus Marine Corp field meet; mostly a track meet with some extra events. I was ‘volunteered’ for the pullup contest and the long-distance run; okay with me because that meant I didn’t have to have to sit in the stands all afternoon in uniform. Every Marine Corps barracks has at least 1 pullup bar setup right outside the main entrance to encourage us to stay in shape; the barracks NCO had watched me most mornings and evenings doing sets of 25 pullups; he pretty much made me join that contest. For that event we were set up as two service teams of 10 guys each; the idea was that each man was to do as many as they could without getting down, the total for the team would determine the winner. The team coach had me go first; I did 50 without stopping, hung and rested for a few seconds, then was on my way to another 25 before I lost my grip and dropped off the bar. That was by far the most anyone did; our team ended up with over 250 pullups, the Navy did almost 175.

There were a few other events; baseball throws for distance and accuracy, a couple shorter running events, a running high jump, etc. The featured event ended up being a half-marathon, 13.1 miles starting and ending with a lap on the track around the football field; while the rest of the events unfolded. One of the Navy runners was a tall, lanky guy that we had played basketball with many times; I knew he had run track and cross-country in high school, and during his one year in college before he joined the Navy. There were about 40 of us running, I just tucked myself in behind him and let him set the pace. I had never done that long of a run, nor run against the clock; it turned out most of the others hadn’t either and started out too fast. We were strung out pretty good after the first mile; then the sailor and I started passing the others fairly quickly. It was a mostly flat course, out to the half-way point and back; by the time he and I hit the turn-around we were at least a half-mile in front of the rest.

I moved up next to him and we ran and chatted a bit for several miles; once back in sight of the stands with a mile to go, he smiled at me and really took off. Due to his long legs, I was having to take 12 strides to his 10; I managed to stay close but finished about a yard behind him; about 6 minutes ahead of third place. I met up with JB, Becky, and a few others after the meet for supper at the club; I was tired but thought I was doing okay. The next morning, I fell out of bed; I could hardly brush my teeth, and barely feed myself; my arms were dead and my legs not much better. It took a couple days to recover; live and learn.

In November it finally got cooler; JB graduated in the middle of his class and was promoted to Corporal the day before Thanksgiving. He was being transferred to Marine Corps Air Station Cherry Point in North Carolina; when I looked at his orders, I had to laugh a little, at JB’s questioning look I explained; “I don’t think I knew your name was ‘Jay B Brooks.” We packed all his stuff and loaded it in the Buick, then collected Becky and the three of us made our last trip to Nashville together. I let JB drive while Becky napped in my arms; we got to Nashville about 3 in the afternoon. Kelly and Irene had flown in the night before; JB, Becky and I were all greeted with lots of squealing hugs and kisses from Angie and the girls. They were obviously having a great time talking amongst themselves; JB and I just let them go and took our time unloading the car. The girls talked the rest of the afternoon and through a pizza supper with Bob and Carol; we all chatted in the main house family room for another couple of hours before Bob and Carol bid us good-night and headed for bed; the rest of us moved to the pool house.

Over six hours together and the ladies were still talking; at 10 pm JB and I both gave up and headed to bed, JB and Angie in the main house and Becky and me in our usual bedroom. I don’t know exactly when Becky finally joined me, I know it was at least another hour or so; I was mostly asleep when she curled up naked next to me. When I clutched her close and stroked her back, she purred a little, then eased her way down my body and took my semi-erect cock completely into her warm, wet mouth. She slowly sucked on me for a couple minutes to a full erection, then moved up to straddle me; she slid her wet slit up and down my length a couple times, then slowly eased herself down onto me. Becky had me lie still as she took her pleasure; we made slow tender love for 10 minutes before she sped up. I reached down between us and stroked her button; soon she ground down on me, gasped, and reached her peak; quivering. Ater a couple minutes she rolled us over still connected and wrapped her arms and legs around me, tilting her hips up.

“Now you, baby; fuck me, fuck me hard,” Becky demanded huskily. I gave her a couple slow, deep strokes; she moaned and writhed against me. “No baby, harder; take me, make me yours.” I drove my cock into her for a couple minutes; then I shifted her legs, bent her almost double with her ankles on my shoulders, and started fucking her as hard and as fast as I could. This position seemed to do it for her; she twisted and flailed around my cock while I screwed her into the mattress; “Yes, baby, yes; don’t stop?! Fuckkk meee!!!”

I hammered her through at least one orgasm; then rolled her to her side and kept at her. Eventually she ended up on her stomach; thrusting her ass up against me. “Reach down under us and play with your clit baby; make yourself cum as I fill you up!” I demanded. It only took another minute before I felt her fluids gush and spasm on my cock for many long moments; that finally put me over the top and I spurted into her, which seemed to trigger her one last time. It took a couple minutes for us to catch our breath; “That was fantastic honey; what brought that on? Tell me, so we can do it again,” I chuckled.

“I just love you,” she whispered as she collapsed. I held her close as I slowly softened and withdrew; she moaned a little when I shifted us to our sides and spooned her. “We need to talk a little bit in the morning sweetheart,” she quietly said; “but for now, just hold me while I fall asleep.” She soon drifted off with a small smile on her face; I don’t think I’m in trouble, but I wonder what the talk will be about.

Thanksgiving morning, I woke up a little early and laid there for a few minutes, wondering what she needed to tell me. ‘We need to talk’ I had figured out was code for ‘you need to listen’; I’m young and relatively inexperienced, but know that much. I was fairly sure she hadn’t come to bed until after midnight; I decided to go ahead and do my morning PT. No sign of JB; I ran and exercised for an hour, then showered, shaved, and brushed my teeth. I put on clean underwear and eased back into bed with Becky; she stretched sensuously, smiled at me, and gave me a tender kiss.

“I feel sooo good,” she quietly giggled, “let me go to the bathroom, then we can talk.” Okay; probably not in trouble, I’ll just see what’s on her mind. She got out of bed and swayed her naked way to the bathroom; I gave her a wolf-whistle, she gave me an extra wiggle and a smile. She came out in a few minutes, freshly showered and in clean panties; she motioned me to stay put. “Stay right there, I’ll be right back,” she told me, leaving the bedroom.

Okay, probably still not in trouble; as long as I do what I’m told, I should be good, right? I laid back and relaxed; that ended when Becky, Kelly, and Irene came through the door in their panties and climbed in bed with me, all three of them giggling. After a sweet kiss from all three I ended up between Kelly and Irene, with an arm around both of them; Becky ended up laying on my stomach between my legs, her chin on her hands on my chest, looking up at me. Comfortable enough physically; mentally I’m all over the place. Three almost naked and seemingly happy ladies in bed with me, three sets of pebbled nipples rubbing against me, what could possibly go wrong?

“This is very nice, and I’m in no way complaining; but what’s going on,” I asked after everyone got settled.

“We just missed this so much, and Becky is willing to share,” Kelly chuckled, giving me a hug. “We agreed to keep our panties on, so we’re good, right?”

“That’s right,” Irene, added with a smile; “We figured you wouldn’t be able to kick us out of bed, not once we were here.”

“We girls have been talking on the phone for weeks, and ever since we got here;” Becky whispered, “we like each other so much; I just want them to be as happy as I am.”

“Okaaaay; as long as all three of you are good with this, I’m good too. Any more sharing and we’ll need to talk a bit,” I chuckle.

“Wellll,” Becky drew out, smiling at me; “that’s kind of why we’re all here right now. We all love you, and know you love us; I’m willing to share you like they did. Especially after you did such an excellent job on me last night,” she giggled; “that was fantastic; I’m good now for a couple of days.”

“We’d like that too,” Kelly spoke up, giving me a hug and quick kiss. “It’s been a long 5 months for us; I’ve almost got a boyfriend now, though we haven’t been intimate, not yet. We’re getting pretty close, but I’d like one more night with you first.”

“Seriously; you’ve been seeing someone?” I asked Kelly with a smile; “tell me about him. And what about you?” I turned to Irene and asked.

“She’s had a former Army MP asking to sit in her area at the restaurant for a couple months now,” Irene answered. “I haven’t found anyone yet I’m interested in; but I think I’ll be ready now that school has started back up. There are a couple good-looking guys in my classes this year; I’m going to talk to them and see if they are as nice as they seem.”

“The former MP is a cop now in Erie,” Kelly took up the tale. “We got to talking about our time in the Army when he came in to eat; he’s a couple years older and seems to be very nice, a lot like you. We’ve gone out on a couple dates, to the movies and out to eat; I like talking to him and think we might make a good match. Like I said; I’d just like one more night with you before I move on.”

“We were thinking,” Becky giggled; “now that I’ve had my way with you; you could take care of them. One of them can have you tonight, and the other one the next night. We haven’t told Angie about this, not yet, not until you agree; but we’re sure she’ll keep it to herself. Besides, you have been taking your vitamins, haven’t you?” All three of them started laughing.

“Do I want to know how long the three of you have been discussing this?” I chuckled. “I guess this is doable; but you’ve kind of snuck up on me with it. How can I refuse three beautiful, almost naked ladies in bed with me?”

“That was the plan, baby,” Becky giggled. “We really want this, and didn’t want to give you much of a chance to resist. Now just hold us, and let us snuggle and talk a little bit more; then we’ll get dressed and go eat breakfast.” We spent another 30 minutes in bed, them doing most of the talking and me just enjoying myself. Eventually Kelly and Irene kissed me and got up to go get ready; Becky stayed a few more minutes then got up to dress also.

The plan for today was to spend the day here with the Brook’s family for a traditional Thanksgiving meal. Friday and Saturday were still in the planning stage, but nothing significant was on tap yet; JB’s sister and brother and their families were coming over for the traditional turkey dinner with all the fixings, plus a ham. The four of us met in the pool house living room before heading to the main house; Bob and Carol, and JB and Angie served us coffee and juice. More talking and chatting as Carol let me help with breakfast; she even let me do most of the cleaning up afterwards. She then got the huge turkey prepared as I pealed a bunch of potatoes; eventually she shooed me out of the kitchen and the ladies took over. Everyone else showed up around noon; the women congregated in the kitchen, and the men settled in the living room with the children. We got the football game going on the TV, and watched it a little bit while talking and playing with the children.

“Would you guys like to earn a little bit of money this weekend?” Bob announced to the living room. “One of the bigger clubs had their scheduled band back out of playing Saturday night. They are looking for someone from 9 to maybe midnight; they are willing to pay $1000 for the evening.”

The others discussed it a bit; seemed to be a fairly regular occurrence, I just listened; but started really paying attention when it became apparent, I was being included as a member of the potential band. “Are you sure you want me on-stage playing with you guys? It was fun when we did the ‘open mike’ thing, but this seems to be a whole lot more involved,” I stated.

“We’ve got all the equipment already; we’d just need to come up with a play list, and do a little rehearsing,” Bob answered. “We’d probably just do the songs we did before, and add a few more fairly simple and popular ones to round out the show. You’re more than good enough for that; and you’d make $200, plus tips.”

“Well, that’s almost a full months’ take-home pay for me; I’m willing,” I spoke.

“Good,” Bob said, “I’ll call them tomorrow morning and confirm the engagement, we can figure out what we’ll play and rehearse a couple hours tomorrow afternoon. This should be pretty simple; due to the holiday, they don’t expect that much of a crowd.

JB and Tom nodded agreement. “We’ll figure out exactly what equipment we need,” JB said, “and get it ready to load up in the van Saturday afternoon. The club already has the speakers and amps; we just need the instruments and miscellaneous stuff. We’ll keep it pretty simple; we don’t need to make a big production of this. The Buick was pretty full of my stuff when we drove here, so Carl didn’t bring his modified bass guitar; we’ll have to put another one together,” he told Bob.

Tom and Bob discussed what needed to be done; “I’ve got a spare I can rig with slightly lighter strings and tune it,” Tom said. “I’ll dig it out and have it ready by tomorrow morning.” These guys are pros and have obviously done this many times before; I’m not going to worry about anything, ignorance is bliss.

The ladies had dinner ready a little after 3; the Brooks had a huge dining room table that fit us all with only a little bit of shuffling around, it was an amazing meal. Bob welcomed all the new extended family members and hoped this wouldn’t be the only time we did this; Carol and the rest of the immediate family echoed his sentiments. We ate and talked for over an hour; when Bob announced we’d be playing at one of the clubs on Saturday night; that became the major subject of discussion. I suggested we come up with some songs the audience could join in with, that got us a bunch of suggestions from the girls. After dinner I insisted on washing dishes; only partly to find out what the ladies were talking about. Didn’t work of course, but I got a nice kiss on the cheek from all of them for trying.

Fortunately, dessert didn’t happen for another hour; then there was a second meal of left-overs after dark. After that the children were exhausted; all those not spending the night headed back home, and I did a final cleanup in the kitchen. Bob and Carol decided we’d do another late breakfast tomorrow morning, then headed to bed; JB and the girls and I headed for the pool house. The girls seemed to still have plenty to chat about, JB and I just lazed around and tried to pay attention and digest the meal. Another foot massage seemed to be a good idea to the ladies; this time I did Kelly and Irene, and JB did Angie and Becky for 15 minutes; then we swapped so the ladies could critique our efforts. They didn’t really complain; it was more them telling us what felt best for each of them.

We watched a little bit of TV, around 10 JB said he’d had enough and was heading for bed. Angie kissed him goodnight and said she’d be up in a little bit; soon Becky, Kelly, and Irene changed into pajamas and robes and settled on the couch; the four of them still talking. Now it got interesting; Kelly talked about her new guy in Erie, that was good for 15 minutes. When I asked them what they thought I should do with Mary; they talked for 10 minutes, then surprised me by unanimously advising me to bed her. They brushed off my doubts and concerns; just ‘make it good for her’ Irene stressed. Hmmm. They moved on to a couple other subjects; I listened and contributed a little bit for another 15 minutes, then I’d had enough and headed for bed myself.

It was maybe an hour later when I heard the door open and close, clothes rustling a bit, then a warm naked female body snuggled in next to me. I gave Irene a tender kiss and pulled her close; “Are you sure you want to do this,” I softly asked her. “We could just cuddle and sleep.”

“No way,” she chuckled; pulling my free hand to cup her full breast, and wrapping a leg around me. “It’s been a long 5 months; I’m counting on this to take the edge off me so I can be a little choosy when I start dating again. I’m hoping you don’t mind making love to me again.”

“Mind; sweetheart? I can’t believe what a lucky guy I am; I really do love you; I’m still trying to figure out exactly what you see in me.”

“We know you really care for us, and that you’ll take care of us as much as you can,” she replied, giving me a tender kiss. “We’ve really missed you; you did so much for us without asking anything of us. Equally important, you let us just be ourselves; we didn’t have to watch what we said or did around you.”

“It was my pleasure; it was a pretty good 6 months we had together,” I whispered in her ear. “Is there anything special you’d like me to do tonight?”

“Just love me,” she whispered back. “Make slow love to me tonight; maybe in the morning you can just fuck me.”

I held her close and simply kissed her for several minutes, stroking her back and sides; then nibbled along her ears and neck before nipping and sucking at her breasts. Those deserved several minutes of their own; she started squirming and panting a little when I moved my lips and tongue down her body. I rolled her onto her back as she eagerly spread her legs for me; I settled on my stomach between them and inhaled her heavenly scent. I nibbled and licked and sucked on her nether lips, running my tongue up and down her slit and pushing my tongue as far up into her as I could. By now she had her long, lovely legs wrapped around me; gently rocking her hips and moving to get the contact she wanted. When I finally sucked her clit into my mouth and hummed, she clamped down hard on my head and grabbed two handfuls of my hair. I got one hand underneath her and was able to penetrate her with first one finger, then two as I lapped at her nub. Irene had mostly been quiet when she orgasmed in the past; this time was no different, though I did hear several soft ‘yesses’ as she spasmed around my fingers. I was able to keep her going for almost a full minute before she pushed me away, curling onto her side while gasping and giggling.

“That’s even better than I remembered, honey; we may not get much real sleep tonight,” she quietly chuckled. “Give me a couple minutes, then I want to suck on your cock.”

“That’s not necessary tonight,” I growled into her ear; “maybe in the morning. What I’d really like to do is get into you from behind; feel you pushing that that great ass of yours back against me as I fuck you.”

“Oh baby, you know how much I like that,” she moaned. “Put me on my hands and knees, and screw me senseless.”

I manhandled her up on her hands and knees, and got her positioned; I couldn’t resist tonguing her for a few seconds before I buried myself into her in one long, slow push. Her low moan told me I was doing what she wanted; I started out slow but quickly sped up to where my groin was slapping hard against her ass. She was pushing back at me just as firmly, telling me to go harder and just take her; I did the best I could, soon her arms collapsed and she buried her head in the pillow and started twitching and wailing. I could feel her opening clenching my cock and her channel spasming, I was close enough; my eruption kept her going for another minute before we both collapsed on the bed.

I cuddled with her for a few minutes; when she started moving a little under me, I moved to the side and held her close. Soon I went to the bathroom and cleaned myself up; I brought a warm wash cloth and towel back with me, eased her over onto her back, then gently cleaned and dried her soaked pussy. She finally opened her eyes a tiny bit and smiled at me.

“I’ve got to find someone exactly like you, this is absolutely marvelous,” she sighed. “I am so pleasantly worn out; give me a couple minutes to simply enjoy this, then I need to go to the bathroom. When I come back, I’d just like to cuddle for a while; enjoy the afterglow.”

“That sounds very good to me; I’ll try to straighten out the sheets and covers, and find the pillows while you’re gone, we seem to have tied everything up in knots,” I whispered to her.

She gave a little laugh; “Well, I don’t have any knots anymore; that’s for sure. This was so nice honey; we’ll have to try the gentle loving part in the morning.”

“I’m sure I’ll be ready, maybe I can last a little longer next time.”

“Don’t you worry, what we did tonight was absolutely perfect,” she groaned as I helped her to her feet, and guided her to the bathroom.

I got all the bedding straightened out, then got her tucked back in when she returned. I spooned up against her back as she moved my hand to her breast and told me she loved me; I kissed her shoulder and held her as she went to sleep. I thought the night was over for us then; but a couple hours later I could feel her hands between us on my slowly rising erection, gently fondling and stroking me. Once I was hard enough; she positioned her ass back up against me, raised her upper leg a little, and guided me into her warm, wet center. This time it was a slow, gentle lovemaking; we rocked together for many minutes before I felt her quiver and give a little gasp; as she settled back onto the bed, I told her I loved her; we both went back to sleep with me buried deep inside her.

When I woke up much later it was light, I could hear her in the bathroom; I had managed to sleep a little later than normal. I couldn’t believe I was sporting a ‘morning wood’; I was sitting on the side of the bed still waking up when she came back in the room in her panties, breasts gently bouncing.

She spotted my erection, paused and grinned; “I hope that’s for me,” she giggled, “that would make my morning complete.”

“I’ve told you how a guy’s morning usually starts,” I smiled at her, “I am very glad to see you’re still here, but you don’t have to do anything with this.”

“But I was hoping to play with exactly that this morning,” she chuckled; swaying her way to me, leaning over and giving me a kiss. “Give me a pillow to kneel on, then just lean back and enjoy this; you know I love swallowing you.” She grabbed a pillow before I could move and settled herself on her knees in front of me; then stroked me a couple times before slowly engulfing all of me with only a slight pause. I had forgotten Irene could deepthroat; I was almost paralyzed as she began to work on me, smiling up at me from time to time. After a couple minutes of slowly increasing her pace and pressure, she moved my hands from the bed to her head. “Help me out a little honey, move my head the way you want,” she drooled. “Take me this way; cum in my mouth if you can, I want to feel you throbbing in my throat.”

I had also forgotten how much Irene wanted to pleasure me when we made love, and how earthy and vulgar she could be; I should have expected this. I let her really go to work on me; I guided her mouth up and down my length, thrusting a little bit but making sure she was able to breathe. Quickly we built into a rhythm that had me had a gasping and shuddering; it wasn’t long before I was exploding down her throat. She remembered to hold her breath and position for several seconds as I pulsed; then she pulled back until just the tip was in her mouth as I finished. Once she had milked the last couple of drops from me; she pulled my cock completely out of her mouth, swallowed a couple times and licked her lips; then gave me a big smile and started gently sucking on me again. Fortunately, she also remembered how extremely sensitive I was after cumming like that; she just bathed my spent cock in her warm, wet mouth and let me slowly recover.

“How was that baby; did I do it how you like it?” she giggled a little. “I’d almost forgotten just how much fun that can be,” she said as she sucked me back in her mouth for one last swipe of her tongue.

“Honey; it can’t possibly get any better than that,” I panted. “You are going to make some a guy very happy. I really hope you find someone to love and spend the rest of your life with.”

“I will,” she said as she stood up and kissed me. “Thanks to being with you; I know what I want and need, what I like and don’t like; exactly what to look for in a man. You might think our whole relationship was mostly in your favor, but it wasn’t. I got so much out of this; experience and confidence, so much pleasure and fun, and I made a bunch of what I know will be life-long friends, including you; this was a win-win situation,” she smiled at me. “Don’t you worry about me; I’m more worried about you. All of us ladies’ area a little worried about you; we’re all afraid you’re just going to drift around, alone. We’re not done talking with you quite yet; we’d all really like to learn what your hopes and dreams are.” I had been so focused on what Irene was saying that I hadn’t realized Becky and Kelly had entered the bedroom in their robes.

“She’s right,” Kelly spoke, as Irene and I stood and they gathered around me. “We’re all a little concerned about how you’re going to end up in the future. We need a group hug and a kiss now, then we need to get ready for today; but we’re going to talk with you some more this weekend, if that’s alright.”