Sisters, Friends, and Lovers - Book Three
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Chapter 61: Ned
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 61: Ned - Steve is surprised/shocked! The two girls he’s dating are sisters! A threesome forms then a third sister joins. Friends arrive causing additional loving and sexual relationships. He hides nothing as his sphere expands. He involves guy friends to help out with his ‘harem’. A wedding and highly sexual five-day ‘reception’ cap off the story, along with the perfect living situation. The author has a quite a few other books/series you might also consider, including collections to save you money.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Consensual Romantic Lesbian BiSexual Fiction Incest Gang Bang Group Sex Orgy Anal Sex Cream Pie Exhibitionism Masturbation Oral Sex Voyeurism
The rest of weekend, the party went exceptionally well. Sunday afternoon our numbers started to winnow down. Pam, Bob, and Pete flew back to New Jersey; I’d see her in a day or so. Mike and Brenda caught a flight back to Denver. René again went on long shifts at the hospital. Doug and Sheri left for Chicago, but not before Sheri told me she loved me as much as my brother. Doug told Fran the same thing, so I thought we were about equal. The senior Hensons headed back to Dillon, and the Reddicks and Dunns also returned home.
Jane planned to stay over for the week to visit with the regional TCI office, the place that would become her new ‘official’ job instead of the temporary post she’d had for almost two years. I kept telling her how excited I was that she’d be moving in with us again.
I also got Jane and Loren to talk, having Jane tell Loren about her first gangbang and how slutty she’d felt and how she got over it. Jane was almost fifteen years Loren’s senior, so I’m sure there was big sister explaining the facts of life to little sister feeling going on. Later, Loren came and kissed me and told me she not only loved me, she loved Jane, and that she was fine with what she’d done at the swing party, and then over the weekend, and she wanted more, more, more of the same the rest of her life.
Sheila texted us that she and Ned were ‘getting along famously’ and that she’d return home soon. ‘Soon’ turned out to be late Sunday morning. Ned came with her, and blended into the activities at the condo. Based on an aside conversation, I saw Ally start to come on to Ned, a point that surprised him, but he seemed to roll with things. I felt sure that by now, Ned understood the open relationships we had in all directions within our circle.
I didn’t find it a surprise at all when Ally went off with Ned for dinner ‘and whatever.’ The ‘and whatever’ kept her out until midnight, and she came home well fucked, and with great affection for our new friend.
Fran suggested that she go out with Ned, too, size him up, and see how to integrate him into our growing family. We talked about a number of open questions regarding him joining us to some degree. I wanted to know more about why he hadn’t gotten along with his first wife, plus how he felt about being part of a bisexual (for the women) polyamorous situation with a little incest thrown in for good measure? How would Sheila’s porn career influence his thinking? Was he discrete? What was the chemistry with the rest of us? We went on and on thinking up questions. Fran wrote them down, and then transferred them to her iPhone so she didn’t forget them.
Monday night Fran went out with Ned, arriving home about one a.m. I grinned as she slipped into bed, nudging Ivy to one side so she could spoon in next to me. She whispered, “He’s a divine lover. I have a lot of info about him, all positive. I’ll tell you tomorrow, but think of him as a new member of our clan.”
Tuesday, I was up and out the door a six a.m. to catch the early shuttle to New Jersey. I was at TCI headquarters by nine, and working with John Ringler on the corporate strategic planning project. Of course, I had to remain mute about Jane’s promotion and relocation, but I could see as we went over some things how important her new position would be and how much faith the Board must have in her performance to move her to their most critical region.
I didn’t have a chance to talk to Fran until I was driving to Jane’s old house that I’d been using as a hotel whenever I was in New Jersey.
I didn’t get any personal time until five o’clock. I left TCI and drove to Jane’s home, getting there before anybody else. Jane would actually be arriving at her own house in a day or so for the first time in a few months while she spent a week or so at corporate headquarters. I called Fran, and she’d just gotten home and gave me an update on Ned.
Fran said, “Ned’s a keeper, and you know how skittish I am of men I don’t know since the incident with Joel. He has a very gentle personality, yet looks so handsome, even with his glasses. We took a walk near his condo, and he seemed to know every dog and owner in the neighborhood. He loves animals and that tells me a lot of the man. He’s also artistic as you might expect, and lives a nearly spotless life but isn’t anal retentive about it. He’s widely read and has a great library. He has great stamina when making love, definitely pleases, makes sure his partners are happy before he finishes, and has a pretty fast recovery period. He also knew some of the Tantric sex moves you practice. Overall, I give him an ‘A’ rating.”
“What’d he think about dating three sisters in a row?”
Fran giggled. “I asked him that, and he said it blew his mind. He also confessed that he’s had a long, dry spell with women, partly of his own choosing since he felt so burned by his ex-wife’s departure. She took him to the cleaners and left a really sour taste in his mouth.”
“Why’d the marriage break apart?”
“From all I can tell, she was after him for his money. I think they ‘liked’ each other for a while, but I didn’t get the feeling there was much love there. She’s got a career, and he thought that towards the end of the marriage she was getting it on with one of the guys she worked with. He says he’s ready for something new.”
“What does he think about Sheila’s porn career?”
“He laughed. Said he always wanted to know someone in the industry and now he does. He was very accepting of it, and said if she enjoyed the exhibitionism and stardom then more power to her. I didn’t think it impacted his opinion of her at all except in a good way.”
“Did you ask him about what he thought about our lifestyle?”
“I did, and he just shrugged. He said he thought it was interesting, and he thought it’d be an interesting situation to be in. He’s open to it if something like that ever dropped into his lap. He doesn’t see himself being the hub of anything the way you’ve turned out to be.”
“Just so you know, I didn’t plan it. It’s only been recently I’ve wanted to add a few people.”
Fran giggled, “You’d add every female on the planet if you got to fuck them. You are lovable, and you fall in love easily.”
“Oh, come on. I’m not that bad. Look how careful I was with Loren. I was willing to stop at any time.”
“Loren? You mean the girl that is turning into a super-slut because she loves cock so much? That girl? The one that would move mountains for you because she loves you so much?”
“Okay, and yes, that girl. We’ve corrupted her, and that’s partly your doing.”
Fran laughed, “She loves it. She told me she’d never go back.”
“Hey, back to Ned. Do you want to add him to our circle and if so what are our next steps?”
“Yes, I do. He’s a darling. Sheila and Ally love him, too. As for next steps, I made a dinner date with him for tonight, but what he doesn’t know is that I’m taking Ivy with me, and we’re going to give him an experience he’ll never forget. She’s psyched.”
“Poor Ned,” I chuckled. “Take notes and tell me all about it tomorrow.”
About that time, I heard a car pull in the driveway. I looked out the front window and through the frost I saw Pam and Kristen heading for the house. Kristen carried a large bag of Chinese takeout from a restaurant just down the street. I strode to the front door to open it before they had a chance to knock or get their keys out.
I greeted them and welcomed them into what I’d come to think of as my ‘Other Home.’ I’d spent so much time here over the past year, even after Jane got suddenly assigned to the Rocky Mountain Division, that I felt I owned the place. I had been keeping it clean, even dusting, and had done a few minor repairs, as they’d come needing attention.
I got kisses from each of the women. Pam said, “Hey, it’s cold in here.”
I explained, “I’ve had the heat on a low setting to save money. It’s coming up, but might take another hour or two. I was thinking of making a fire in the fireplace. Would you like that?”
Kristen hugged me, “That’d be so romantic ... and warm. If you ever expect to see the nude body that’s under these winter clothes you’d better jig up the temperate up by at least ten degrees. I’m even cold in the summer, just so you know.” I noticed that neither Pam nor Kristen took off their outdoor winter coats for fifteen minutes.
The three of us puttered around the kitchen setting up the various Chinese dishes to share. I opened some wine and poured three glasses. Our conversation was chatter about work and the cold weather. There was even the season’s first serious snow storm in the Midwest, due to hit the east coast the following day. I recommended that if things got bad we all head to Jane’s home early since it was the closest to TCI and to where Kristen worked for the foundation Zoey’s parents had established. Kristen said she’d bring Zoey, and anybody else that looked marooned and horny.
I felt warmed to reconnect with Kristen after a long hiatus due to our travels not leaving us in New Jersey at the same time. Yes, she did show me her naked body, and so did Pam, after we got the living room temperature pumped up to about eighty. We made love on the sofa, and when we got too tired, we all sprinted up the stairs to the relatively chilly master bedroom, dove under the covers, shivered for a few moments until our body heat warmed the cold sheets, and then went to sleep.
In the morning, the house was warmer so we had less trouble rising and getting started. The morning sky had that gray-white color and the air had a humid bite to it that portended snow later in the day. I made a guess to myself that it would start just after lunch. I rode back to TCI with Pam, and on the way we dropped Kristen off at the office building where the Mendenthal Foundation was based.
At work, Pam and I reviewed three of the projects FDC were doing for TCI. The project managers were well prepped (my doing from the day before), and Pam seemed pleased with the results we were getting. Two software systems had gone live in the past month, taking over from forty-year-old software that was costly and cumbersome to run and maintain. So far, there were only minor glitches. Pam gave us much higher grades than the new online health care software the government had launched in the same time period.
When we broke at noon, the first lazy snowflakes of the day were coming down. I took a photo out the window and sent it to my girls in Cambridge with two words: ’Snow today.’ A few minutes later, Fran responded, ’Here too. Heading home. Invited Ned to dinner at condo and ‘whatever’. Call me when you have time. Love. F.’
I didn’t think much about the text because that sounded so like Fran, but I did enjoy the picture she sent of Copley Square from her office window, mostly because a sultry Loren was sitting on the windowsill with her skirt hiked up well above her knees. I thought about how we really had transformed the pretty girl into a slut: my kind of person.