51: New York

Things settled down by Sunday night. Nicki and Donna had to return to Brown and Oberlin, so I spent some special time with each of them early and told them how much I loved them. The Mishawaka kids all left, as well, and I got deep promising kisses from Lexi and Judy.

"I'm beginning to understand," Lexi said. "Thank you for loving us, Brian."

I wasn't surprised to crawl into bed that night and have Whitney tug at me to go down to the master bedroom for some private time together. Sometimes my lovemaking with Whitney verged on violent, especially if we sparred beforehand. We weren't mean to each other, but we got carried away. Whitney just wanted all of her body loved tonight. It seemed like she wanted to feel my hands all over her and to rub every square inch of our skin together as we slithered around in bed.

Whitney was my first-ever lover back in high school. It was a week that took us to an incredible height, teasing each other, going to prom, sleeping together. And then receiving the news that Denise was dead plunged us into an abyss that threatened to swallow the whole family and change the kind of person I was. Through it all, Whitney had been my lover and my rock. We'd depended on each other more than any other people. Each time I felt my cock being granted entry into her warm depths, I relived that week and thanked whatever fate I had that brought us together.

She could take all my weight on top of her and when we came, I collapsed into her embrace.

"It all starts again tomorrow," she whispered.

"School?"

"Basketball. We've had a few light workouts and have been monitored in the training room all fall, but tomorrow practice starts in earnest," she said.

"Are you nervous?"

"Not with your cock in me and your come leaking out of me. Ask me again in the morning," she giggled.

"You're not going to beat me up in the morning, are you?" I pled.

"No. I don't want to be all bruised when I walk into the locker room for first practice. Just hold me and love me, Brian. I'm not nervous, but I'm a little scared." I held her tightly and covered her face with kisses. "What if I'm not as good this year? What if there's a new freshman star who takes the team by storm and I end up riding the bench? What if my teammates don't like me anymore?"

"Shh. Honey, you're in the best condition you've ever been in. You became a team leader last year, and never took anything away from the older players. You need fresh blood on the team. And they need your leadership," I said.

"I'm getting nervous. Make love to me again, Brian."

The second half of the semester always seems to go faster than the first half. We had five weeks until Thanksgiving break and then three more after until the semester was over. In the middle of that, Doreen was due. I found that I threw myself into my work at a more rapid pace than ever as I thought about fatherhood.

Production stepped up. Now that she had material ready to go, Elaine was taping two shows a week with Rhonda and our second paid crew. April, of course, was the lead cameraman and Rhonda offered the second camera to Jason. His infatuation with April only seemed to last a few weeks, but they still worked well together.

A new phenomenon arose. We started getting requests from people to be our guests and audiences. It was still primarily local, but we had an audience for Elaine that drove down from Chicago and another from Detroit. The show moved into its eighth week of broadcast and reports were coming in regarding audience share. Elaine was popular! There was only a slight drop-off in numbers to my Friday slot and to Sora's exercise slot. We were actually able to pay our cameramen and start filming more exercise shows, too.

In the midst of all that, I was still taking chemistry, calculus, media production, and humanities; I was taping two shows a week on Saturdays and missing all the home football games; I was spending a while each Saturday evening with a naked Danielle curled up in my lap—usually asleep.

Monday the twenty-eighth, though, I ended my day in Mary.

"Happy birthday, my novia," I whispered to her.

"Are we progressing, Brian?" she whispered back. "Are we going to become cónyuge? With each other and with Cassie and Josh? Or will we always be novia?"

"I don't know, sweetheart. Are you unhappy?" I asked. We were both sated for the moment, but I continued to lightly stroke her hair, her back, and her butt, occasionally dragging my fingers up the front of her thighs and through her pussy.

"I'm happy, Brian. I love you. I love you every bit as much as I love Cassie and Josh. And if they can't get past this point, I will never push them. But I will not let that stop me from becoming your cónyuge. For now, I'm happy and content. I'm not asking for anything from anyone. We've got time."

"I love you, Mary. I don't know how it came about, but one day I woke up and I loved you."

"Then make love to me again. It's my birthday." I rolled to my back and once I had a fresh condom on, it was easy for Mary to slide down on my cock. As we moved together, kissing and fondling each other, I marveled at the whole process that brought me close to my hearthmates and my clan. I bent my knees so I could get more leverage and was surprised to feel a tongue lick my balls. "Oh!" Mary practically jumped off my cock and I assumed the questing tongue had touched her, as well.

"We want to be part of celebrating our novia's birthday," Cassie said from the vicinity of my crotch.

"You're licking my butthole!"

"It's all I can reach. Turn around and ride him the other direction, and I'll be able to reach your happy place." We shuffled around so Mary could get in a reverse cowgirl. Cassie knelt between our legs and Mary responded instantly to the stimulation on her clit. I saw Josh behind Cassie starting to slowly saw in and out of her. We'd made love side by side before, but this was the first time that Cassie was actively involved with all three of us at once. She continued to lick my balls and Mary's clit as Josh fucked her from behind. I had a feeling this was even more exciting for Cassie than for the other three of us.

"Cassie!" Mary screeched. "I love you!" The pulsing of her pussy told me Mary was coming again and although it felt good on my cock, I wasn't as near. Mary fell back against my chest and Cassie crawled up on top of us. I could take this for a few minutes as Cassie kissed Mary.

"What do you think of this view, Josh?" Cassie asked. "We're a layer cake with two dripping pussies stacked on top of each other."

"It looks like one of them is still kind of full," Josh said, sitting on the bed next to us. I noticed he was wearing a condom on a very stiff cock as well. I wondered when he and Cassie had begun that. He petted Cassie's butt. "I'm thinking that I'd like to give our novia a little something, too," he said. Both Mary and Cassie jumped and gasped. I figured Josh had managed to get a finger between them and stimulate them both.

"I kind of had that idea, too," Cassie said. "Do you mind if Josh sort of steals Mary for the next orgasm, Brian?"

"Not at all," I laughed. "Mary, wouldn't you like a little orgasm from your novia Josh?"

"Oh, yeah," she sighed. Josh swung around with his feet to the head of the bed so that when Cassie rolled to my left, Mary could roll to my right on top of Josh. She pulled the condom off him and slurped his cock into her mouth as Josh applied his mouth to her pussy.

Cassie pulled me toward her. She wiggled around a little until her left leg was thrown over my hip and her hand grasped my cock to begin rubbing it on her clit. Cassie kissed me and I tasted Mary on her face. She kept a firm grip on me and the stimulation of having the tip of my cock rubbing back and forth on her clit kept me close. Cassie moaned and pushed my cock back to drag it past her opening and back to her clit. I was pretty much holding my breath, wondering if this was it and she'd push herself down on me. Then she pushed her clit hard against my cock and came with a shudder while clutching me in a painful grasp. She pushed me up away from her pussy.

"My ivory tower is crumbling," she whispered. "Before long there will be nothing but rubble. We're going to do it, Brian. Not tonight, but soon. Can I suck you now?"

"Bring your precious pussy to my mouth and you can suck me," I whispered.

"Yes. That's why Josh and I were using a condom. I didn't think you'd want a mouthful of his come. Let's do it on our sides." We shifted around and I got my face between her legs. I had to admit that I hadn't thought about that part of our relationship. Would the day come when I put my face between her legs, or Mary's, and get a mouthful of Josh? I put it out of my mind and went to work on Cassie's clit and pussy, making sure that I used my fingers to stimulate her little brown hole. The taste I had flooding my mouth now, was all Cassie.

Halloween was on Thursday and none of us had the energy to have a party or get dressed.

"Look!" Liz said as she rushed into the living room naked and plopped on my lap where I was studying. "I dressed up as Lady Godiva and I'm about to mount my horse!"

"Neigh!" I whinnied laughing.

"Well, you're not the only one who has a costume," Rose said, shimmying across the room in her altogether. And man, did she have it all together. "I am wearing the Emperor's New Clothes." We all applauded. Not to be outdone, Samantha stood next to Rose.

"I am the naked truth," she announced. "The whole truth and nothing but the truth," she giggled. Rhonda grabbed Jennifer and Courtney. They stood together on the other side of Rose and started playing air guitars. You don't see girls do that much. It's supposed to be a guy thing.

"We're that new music group, Barenaked Ladies," Rhonda announced. We had all tossed our books down and were laughing.

Josh jumped up and posed like a statue. "I'm Michelangelo's David."

Cassie lay down in front of him. "I'm Bathsheba on the roof."

Whitney, who had just arrived from basketball practice, walked in to the midst of everyone and started stripping. We all watched and even clapped along as she did her little strip tease.

"I'm your Private Dancer," she said finally. Elaine quickly hopped up on Whitney's back and reached up toward the ceiling.

"I'm naked ambition."

"I'm made from all natural ingredients," Mary said.

"That leaves me to be what I always am," Angela said. "Reclining nude."

It was weird Saturday that everyone went to the ball game except me. I had a double show and realized that this was the first time since I left Miss Polly I'd done a show with none of my clan cousins in attendance. Lauren was doing a great job directing and keeping audiences for me to entertain with food. She had two cameramen and a video mixer from Lonnie's class. Even Lonnie had announced he was going to the game against Minnesota. We wrapped things up about three o'clock and the triplets joined me as we went to the house. As soon as we were inside, they automatically stripped and hung their clothes on the pegs we had by the back door. I ran upstairs and dumped my work clothes in the hamper before I came down and asked the girls if they'd like anything to eat.

"We're going to make dinner for everyone when they get home," Dolly said. "I don't need anything. Come and relax. You worked hard today." I did as she advised and sank into my chair. Danielle started rubbing my shoulders and Debbie settled into my lap. It took about two seconds for my cock to harden, wedged up in her crack.

"Holy shit," Debbie said, wiggling her butt on my cock. She squeezed with her cheeks a few times. "I didn't think we turned you on at all. That's feeling really nice where you've got it wedged."

"Whatever made you think you don't turn me on?" I asked. "You're beautiful, smart, teasing, women. And naked. Why wouldn't I get turned on?" I leaned down and sucked in her nearest nipple. She gasped.

"Well, you cuddle naked with Danielle every weekend and we never see you with one of these," she said. She wiggled some more and I was seriously thinking about where my cock was wedged.

"That's different," I said, leaning back. I reached up and took Danielle's hand where she was rubbing my shoulders. I held it against my cheek and sighed.

"Yeah, bitch," Danielle giggled. "Now get up and let me back where I belong. You have to have the Matrón's permission if you want to play with that. I have her permission."

"You do?" I asked as Debbie got out of my lap and turned to her older sister for a kiss that was pretty intense. They ignored us as Danielle wiggled into her spot. "Honey, I'm kind of—aroused. Your sister did that. You might not want to get up against me. It's okay."

"It is okay," Danielle whispered. "I'm not afraid of you, Brian. That's something I've never said to a boy before. It's something I've never felt." I held her in my arms and, in spite of the fact that her bottom was every bit as sexy against my cock as her sister's, my erection started to fade. I petted her hair and held her almost like I imagined holding my baby soon. She kissed my cheek. I glanced over at her sisters and they were sitting on the couch making out. This was the first time it was only the four of us together and that I'd seen the two girls so intensely involved with each other.

"They leave you out, don't they?" I whispered.

"I never wanted in," she said close to my ear. "You can have sex with them if you want to. It won't bother me. We have something different. Something I know they will never have."

"Dani, I have more than enough women to keep me sexually satisfied. I don't need to add your sisters."

"They don't expect you to, either," she said. "Debbie just naturally responds to anything male and nearly anything female. What she really wants isn't you, but Whitney."

"As if that would ever happen," I chuckled. "And what about Dolly?"

"She does whatever Debbie says. She's in love." That seemed to settle it. I held Danielle and even found myself stroking her cheek with the back of my index finger as she settled into her nap on my shoulder. I soon joined her.

Late Sunday morning, Maggie, Jess, Amy, and Joanne joined us for brunch. There was an air of excitement among us all. Jess had the approval cut of the Redress pilot. We all wanted to watch it but were determined to keep our business in the barn after brunch. We cleaned up in record time and headed out to the big screen TV in the studio.

It was beautiful. It was surprising. No one would ever confuse Maggie's directorial style with Rhonda's or with Lauren's. It was so simple. I'd given Maggie the authority to hire a second camera as she needed it, but the whole show was done with a single lens—Jess's. We looked into the world of a teenager, Kate, who was uncertain about her self-image and a little frightened of the world around her. Joanne looked like a big sister who just talked her through it all.

HEAVEN: Tell me about why you think you need a new dress, Kate. What is the event?

KATE: It's our fall cotillion—a sort of semi-formal dance. They used to call it the fall ball, but...

HEAVEN: I can imagine. [Shared laughter.] So you really want to impress your date, I guess.

KATE: [Head shaking.] I don't have a date. [A tear.]

HEAVEN: Tell me more, Kate. [Her arm around the younger girl's shoulders.]

KATE: I'm tired of not going anywhere because I don't have a boy that I let grope me all the time. Or more. I'm a little disillusioned, but this is my senior year in high school and I shouldn't have to put out in order to go have fun.