Accidents Happen
Copyright© 2025 by Chnydleigh Whyplasche
Chapter 6
Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 6 - A scientist with nefarious intentions, a big truck, an electrical substation, and a heart attack. All in the same place at the same time. What could possibly go wrong? I mean, other than the human race being turned upside down in a gender bending sort of way, not much, right? Join Charlie and Amy, childhood sweethearts, now adults looking to settle down, as they navigate the world of romance and intimacy in the aftermath of… The Accident of 2029.
Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft Fa/Fa Fa/ft Romantic Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Hermaphrodite TransGender Fiction Science Fiction Polygamy/Polyamory
The weekend happened pretty much as I feared. It started in earnest after a quick trip to the store by Wendy and Tracy where they picked up the fixings for a wonderful meal for nine. Yes, nine.
At a round table meeting in the dining room. While each of us were gnawing on corn on the cob and enjoying succulent strip steaks, after starting with an ever-popular green salad, we discussed the finer points of my wives allowing me to inseminate our friends. It was to be done the natural way, right after the wedding, which was only eight weeks or so away. That was supposed to happen a little before Thanksgiving. The discussion got much more interesting when Amy asked if Carly could spend the night with us that first night, the Friday night after the day in court and Thomas Sikeston subsequently being sent off to jail.
Evidently, the earlier impromptu conversation in the bedroom went amazingly well, with each of the three attendees agreeing that if Carly was interested in me as dating material, they would nurture that, and if it worked out, my two, three counting Tiffany, current participants would welcome her into the fold. Interestingly, no one had asked me about the subject up until that point.
“I see no reason why not. She is friendly, she is cute, if not gorgeous, she doesn’t take up a lot of room, and from what I remember of the night she fell asleep on the couch in the family room, she doesn’t snore very loudly. I guess I’m good with it. Carly, how do you feel about this revelation?”
“Good,” she said, meekly, and cutely smiling.
“Alrighty then. Five of us in my bed, three in the big guest room, and Toni, if you don’t mind, you can take one of the guestrooms down the hall, I mean, unless...”
“No, Charlie. That will be fine. I don’t need to crowd the Wyldes out in the guest room. We don’t have that sort of relationship. I actually don’t have that sort of relationship with anyone, at present, else, I would not have rubbed your shoulders and kissed your ear in an effort to ease your pain earlier this afternoon. If, I mean when, I find a man I want to give myself to, I won’t ever be in a position to give him any reason to question my actions or intentions. A one-man woman, if you will.”
“How do you feel about polyamory and polygamy, Toni?” Stephanie asked her.
“I know I think more favorably about it now than I did two months ago. That’s for sure. Just watching this group of friends and lovers tells me it just might work if the right people are involved. Carly, have you spent much time thinking about it?”
“Absolutely. I’ve grown quite close to Wendy, Amy, and Tiffany. Charlie is probably the nicest man I’ve ever met, not that he doesn’t run this place with a softly gloved iron fist, and I don’t see, nor do I feel, any jealousy in the slightest. Tracy explained their relationship to me. She and Charlie share a love borne not of romance, but of respect and admiration, and that says a lot about the both of them. From what I understand they are pretty close, and I would trust Tracy with my life, let alone my feelings.”
“Carly, there isn’t any problem repeating anything I’ve told you. Sis and Molly know how close Charlie and I are, even physically,” Tracy said, smiling. “They know everything about it.”
“Well, if my closest friend and favorite cousin, no disrespect intended toward you, Stephanie, feels about Charlie so intensely as to be so intimately involved that she’d make love to him, in whatever capacity, I trust that my heart wouldn’t be in a bad place, should it be in his hands. There, I said it. If I can show him I’m worth loving, I want to take that step.”
“What about Helen and Intrinsic, hon?” I asked her. “What if she calls you back in?”
“I wouldn’t leave you if you accept me in that way, Charlie. Not even for Helen. Not for any amount of money. She couldn’t offer me enough to pull me away from my man. Not it we loved each other and had committed ourselves to each other.”
“Wow.” That was all I could think of.
“Yeah. Wow,” she repeated after me. “I feel like Toni does on this subject. Not a chance in hell I’m going to disrespect my husband after he wifes me up and takes me for his own. That’s not going to happen. I should say, ‘That’s not going to happen if WE be happ’nin’, though. There is that part of the equation to consider.”
“I get it. I get it. Well, starting tonight ... No, starting right now, let’s just say we’re dating. My fiancées and our pet have approved, if I’m not mistaken.” I looked to each of them, and as I did so, each of the three nodded. “Yep, it’s official. I think we’re dating now.”
The five of us went to bed together, and to be honest, nothing much happened, at least that I know of. I fell asleep rubbing Amy’s tummy while she was talking to Carly. Wendy and Tiffany were watching some cooking show on the television, and I faded away just as the cakes were being judged, and the finalists for the next round were announced. I will say, the little blue flounced teddy Carly wore to bed will, at some point when I’m a little less tired, get me excited and interested in making mad passionate love to her. It was just stunning. She’s a beautiful girl.
The next day, Saturday, was absolutely beautiful, if not a bit warm, and perfect for spending time out at the pool and just being among friends. Carly and I spent most of the day together, closer than we normally would have, in any case. Before the revelations we never avoided each other, but the events of the prior evening changed the trajectory of our relationship. Instead of wedding planner and client, a professional and transactional relationship, we were now girlfriend and boyfriend, sharing closer, and even amorous ‘transactions’, if you will. To be honest, with the wedding just a couple of months away, I would like for her to be involved, but only if she gets to the point where it would be acceptable for her. I know her cousin, and that means a lot. Tracy wouldn’t let us anywhere near each other if she didn’t think we were couple material. Carly even mentioned that factor once or twice while we were oiling each other down.
Tiffany spent most of the day close to us, but not being in the way or injecting herself into any conversations. If either of us needed anything, though, she was ‘Tiffy on the spot’, making sure we were taken care of.
“I might get spoiled around here, Charlie. That little girl adores you and Amy. It seems I’m going to benefit from that as well, aren’t I?”
“Yeah, Carly. She’s a marvel. I don’t think I can remember even one time since she stepped foot on my front porch that she did anything for herself without making sure Amy and I were taken care of first, and pretty much, I guess, the same thing has applied to Wendy, as well. She just has this need to serve.”
When Tiffany returned from freshening up our drinks, I had to order her to lay down and relax so I could oil her up. She’d been running around taking care of everyone else all morning, and I felt it was time for her to take a break.
“Here, Charlie, let me help you take care of this cherub,” Carly said, as she squirted some oil on Tiffy’s back, untied her bikini top, and went to work, making sure the little Tirl’s gorgeous blonde hair wasn’t in the oil slick. We heard a couple of moans as Carly worked on her back and sides and I was spreading the warm, slick substance, an SPF 4 coconut scented oil, on her calves and thighs. I pointed to Tiffy’s butt and had Carly watching me as I ran my thumbs down toward the junction of her thighs and her hips. My thumbs were on either side of her anus, so when I dipped down a little farther, just behind her little clittie, stroking those big tendons there, she couldn’t handle it anymore and spasmed into her bikini bottoms.
Carly laughed, then ran her warm oily hands underneath the waistband of the bottoms and pushed them down, nodding at me to take them off the poor girl. The front of them had a little puddle in them from her little cum. Carly took over from me and massaged Tiffy’s backside from her neck down to her toes, and then back a couple of times. Tiffany fell asleep again, she seems to do that quite often while lying in the sun, so we just left her there for a half an hour or so.
Carly woke her so she wouldn’t burn, turned her over and then did the same thing on her front, getting the same result. Several times, Carly would work on Tiffy’s breasts and her nubbin at the same time, getting serious reactions from the little woman. Finally, it was more than the charming little fairy could handle. We witnessed a series of stomach muscle spasms, her legs jerking a little, then another little puddle was created from the clear fluid oozing out of her dinky little appendage. This time Carly leaned down, licked the puddle up and sucked the little nubbin clean.
“Oooooh, I love coconut!” Carly exclaimed, as Tiffany whimpered, then fell asleep, yet again. “Remind me to wake her up and throw her in the pool in a half hour, Charlie. She does not need a sunburn on such a gorgeous day.” I agreed, then leaned back and took a little nap myself.
Molly and Stephanie both wandered over by us after a bit and checked out the naked elfin creature sleeping next to me. Carly had placed a dry washcloth over her eyes to help keep her from waking, and it was working well.
“She’s a doll, Charlie. You and Amy are very lucky to have such a specimen as that in your sphere of concern. How in the world did that happen, anyway?” Stephanie asked.
“Something about them being out for breakfast at the same joint and being in line next to each other and wanting to save time by sitting together? I think? You’ll have to ask them, but I’m so very happy Amy met her that morning. It’s changed my life, and I’m sure Amy’s, and probably Wendy’s, so very much. As much as I love Amy, and pretty much always have, this little urchin has really shown me a lot about love and caring and devotion. She’s a gem, that’s for sure.”
We chatted for a few minutes about the plan to help them with making babies, clarifying a few details, like how, where, when, and such, then much to my surprise, they asked me if it was okay for them to skinny dip as well. I’d not really been paying attention, but we were all wearing suits, and that very rarely happened. We didn’t have company that often, and more seldom for swimming parties.