Chapter 9

I got a shock of my own when I came home from the shop, as it happened. Amy, of all people, had simply shown up at my place and waited for me in the master bedroom, with Lisa, Michelle, and Missy. David and Amber had taken both their kids and ours out to Simon Says Pizza Emporium, a local pizza parlor/game arcade geared toward families. You know the type ... nice, but basic pizza and lots of game tokens ... for a price.

I was naturally quite curious as to what Amy might want from me, and why she was in the master bedroom with my wife, sister-in-law, and sister-in-law's girlfriend. I didn't undress just yet, not even out of my work clothes, because I didn't quite feel ready to relax just yet. I was wary, to say the least, though I assumed that this had something to do with Jonathan and the proposed revisions of the plans for him ... You know, the whole sex slavery and cock cage business still had me a bit uncomfortable. I waited for a second to see if Amy would tip her hand, and when I was about to give up and speak, she cleared her throat at last.

"Um ... Dan, I think that there are some issues between you and me that need to be worked out. I've said some things that were just plain wrong, even knowing that they were wrong when I said them, and for that, I deeply apologize to you. As for Angel, well, I will apologize to her when I find her. It was very wrong of me to speak ill of her for being gay. So what if she's a lesbian? I know that it isn't bad. I just ... tried to fit in, and it was wrong of me. I needed to stand by my principles and convictions, not try to sound holier than thou.

"So if you're thinking that I'm some kind of prude who won't fit into your lifestyle ... well, you're wrong, Dan. I want to be part of this, I swear it! Can you give me another chance, honey? I mean, hey, as kinky as I can be about some things, I'm hardly going to judge anyone else. I certainly don't wish to be involved with Lisa's father ... sorry, Lisa, nothing against him, but he's a minister, and do you honestly picture me being a pastor's wife? I'm far too kinky to be a good wife in the traditional sense. I much prefer dominating people like Jonathan and having somewhat more equal, if still kinky, arrangements with the likes of you.

"I'm really a Domme at heart, I'll cop to that, but even a dominant type needs a good dose of old-fashioned sex with a more independent man or woman now and then. Yeah, I'm a natural Top. I'm actually thinking that I want to keep Jonathan when his term is up, but don't tell him that just yet. It wouldn't eliminate my plans for you ... you'd basically be a booty call for me, a friend with benefits. No need for commitments, declarations of love, or other romantic BS for us. Same with the others in your group ... I wouldn't even rule out fucking Pastor Tucker ... I just don't want marriage to him. I'd want a much more submissive and adventurous partner for that. You get what I'm saying there?"

"So, Amy ... let me get this straight. You're not a homophobe and you regret speaking like one. Fair enough, at least you're growing a spine. You are open to purely physical relationships with practically my entire family, judging by what you said. You are either Domme or a Top by some definition of those terms ... and you're thinking that Jonathan just might be the sort of submissive beta male that you need. Well, I don't find his protestations that he isn't at least a bit curious about some wild and kinky shit all that convincing myself, so you might well be right about him there. I take it that you're bisexual or something like that, am I right? What do you think of the idea of cutting short his stay in that cock cage in exchange for some other kind of restitution or penance?" I tackled all of the issues that immediately came to mind.

"Yes, I am bisexual, I believe, which was why I felt ... rather defensive on that issue ... and part of why I don't think that Pastor Tucker and I would make a good fit. It's a pity in a way, though. He's a very hunky guy and if I could have him and Mrs. Tucker at once ... dayyyuumm! As for that cock cage business, let's play it by ear, what do you think? I'd love to give Jonathan a nice scare and make him sweat, but I don't honestly know if I could keep off his cock too much longer. Even truer of his tongue, baby. Ultimately, though, it IS up to you how much time Jonathan actually spends in said cage, or did you forget that part?" Amy grinned a little evilly as she planted a very wet tongue kiss on me.

"Touche, that's true enough, I suppose. I'm starting to think that I'm bi as well. As to Pastor Tucker, I don't see him reconciling with his wife, but one never knows. Those are Lisa's and Michelle's parents we're talking of, after all. I would love for it to work out, though not sure how, since she's pregnant by Amber's father, who is, of course, married to Amber's mother. Sure, an open marriage of sorts like Lisa's and mine would be terrific, but I don't see it happening, do you? Anyway, on the off chance that it did, though ... it would be hot to think of you in the middle of all that, fucking all four of them ... Lisa's parents ... and Amber's, among others, of course," I thought aloud.

"Why not? Honey, what works for you and Lisa ... and Michelle, and Missy, and apparently, David and Amber now, works because you all care about each other and want to bring and allow each other pleasure ... and because you're secure enough to put petty jealousies behind you. If we could get elder Tuckers ... and Amber's parents into the same room, who knows what could happen? Perhaps it's time to counsel the counselors? There's enough love that Lance and Annabelle have for each other to be hurt by this, and the same with Amber's folks, but if they could just channel that love into something ... enjoyable, free, and constructive, who knows what could come of it?

"You're an open-minded, intelligent, philosophical guy. Don't be such a fatalist! If you figure things out for you and your little harem there, who's to say that it won't work for the older generation? Come on, honey, I'll pitch in ... glad to help, even if I have an ulterior motive, namely sex with all four of them ... plus all of you," Amy encouraged me and overcame my doubts there.

"What she said. If she can help us save my parents' marriage, all for the best. If you want, I'll call David and Amber to help get them in on it. Please, honey? It's my family at stake here! I would love to save their marriage, especially if it leads to sharing and swinging. I don't care if the church approves or God approves or the Devil approves, so what? I just want everyone to be as happy as we are, dear," Lisa added her voice to the pleading, while Michelle and Missy started to undress me rather abruptly.

"Well, when you put it that way," I smiled, as Amy hiked up her skirt and climbed onto my cock for a damn good ride.

Before I knew it, Amy's top was off and her smallish, but still quite perky tits waved in my face as she leaned over me. I heard Lisa's voice in the background as she spoke to David or Amber, hard to say which one, trying to get things in gear. I must admit that Amy's and Lisa's sudden optimism was infectious, even catching me up in it, just as Amy's snatch squeezed my cock for all it was worth. It didn't help that pretty soon Michelle began riding my face, too, while kissing Amy on the mouth, and that Missy's tongue started rimming Amy's ass ... yeah, she did that, much to Amy's delight. This caused Amy to bounce so hard on my cock that I feared for it for a second or two.

When Lisa finished her call, she parted Michelle's cheeks to lick her own sister's bottom, and the tongue that I already had inside my sister-in-law's delicious pussy combined with the incestuous rimming to make her squeal with her release ... as well as gush on my face. Just then again, Amy screamed another climax and tightened that warm, wonderful cunt around my dick once more to compel to cum at last within her delightful slit.

Amy collapsed on top of me for a moment as Michelle slid off my face and all four women slipped into bed with me ... all quite naked now. They all but smothered me as two of them were on top of the other three of us, but it was a delectable experience, to put it politely. It was hard to describe it, but having four women focus so entirely on kissing and touching me ... it still gives me chills whenever this sort of thing happens.

We all dozed off together and forgot to think of how long it might take David and Amber to get back to us, so it was with quite a start that we awoke to hear, "Mommy, Daddy, why are you in bed naked with Aunt Michelle, Aunt Missy, and Sister Amy?"

Oh, fuck ... how were we going to explain that one?