Chapter 11: After The Sex Party and a Kidnap Attempt

Mark

Tom, Melanie, Carter, Cindy, Elsa, and I had a communal breakfast. My girls were really stoked up and enthusiastic about the outcome of the barbecue, and vocalized their thoughts about the small orgy the night before. I looked to see whether anyone was embarrassed but detected not a shred of regret, except Carter blushed up a nice scarlet hue as he wholeheartedly agreed.

Melanie openly stated that she wanted to try Tom before he left for the airport and his flight to Denver. The handsome middle-aged man looked enthralled that the twenty year old wanted to be with him sexually. He did ooze competence and power, so I didn’t see why she wouldn’t find him attractive in many ways. After eating the two of them went off to the bedroom he used the night before when Cindy had slept with him. I found myself hoping that Mel had a great experience with him. I wanted her to be happy with my friends.

Tom had impressed me in many ways, not just with his sexual prowess with the women around me. He’d said enough about his business and philosophy of leadership that I realized I’d found a gem of an executive to befriend.

Carter declared it would be another five days before he could get it up again. That made all of us laugh, and I commiserated with him. I told him, “You should try living with TWO hot and horny women.” To group laughter, he informed me that he didn’t feel the least bit of sympathy for my plight.

Elsa and Cindy cleaned up the rest of the barbecue from the night before while Carter and I talked. He had relaxed a great deal compared to his first hour in my presence. I liked the young man, but resisted the urge to try to find him a job in Worthington.

After clean up, the girls went off to freshen up. They confessed they were still pretty ripe from all the wonderful sex, so showers were definitely in order. They were back and bubbling around the house when Mel and Tom reappeared. They’d both showered. Tom was ready to depart for City Airport, and Mel ready for Carter to take her home. I told her I’d see her the next morning, and off everybody went.

I quickly moved to take my own shower. Melanie had been quite demanding overnight and in the early morning, arousing me twice more before she went off with Tom. I was glad I had started on the various supplements my doctor had suggested for sexual stamina and performance, and I still had some hormones on order that I hadn’t started on.

When I reappeared Elsa and Cindy were relaxing in my living room. I sat down and joined them. I noted that Barnes had come to work and was in the kitchen finishing off the barbecue and our breakfast detritus.

Elsa sized me up. “So, did you have a good time?”

I grinned from ear to ear. “Not only yes, but hell yes.”

“Now, you really like Melanie?”

“I love her. She’s such a little doll and brilliant too.”

Elsa and Cindy looked at each other. Cindy said, “Well, we love her too. We want to have a little more sex with her too, so any time you want to bring her home with you, by all means do.”

Elsa said, “Let me re-phrase that; please bring her home every night.”

I teased, “What about Sheila?”

Both girls shook their heads. “Neither of us got a shot at her. The combinations didn’t work out. I got to talk with her a long time before the sex started, and I really like her. If she’d like to play with us, we’d certainly want to play with her. If there had been a third round with all of us, we wanted to see you do her.”

I nodded. “I suspect our time will come very soon. We were making eye contact with each other while I did Margo and Melanie. If I read those looks correctly, we were promising each other some time together very soon.”

Elsa observed, “Now that she’s your chief of staff, won’t you be traveling with her?”

“Yes, but I don’t know whether she’ll consider that an appropriate time to consummate our long relationship with some loving sex.”

Elsa said, “Well, I approve if you do. I’ll even write you a hall pass, if you want.”

Cindy added, “Me too. I’ll write you a permission note – ‘Mark has my permission to repeatedly fuck your ever-lovin’ brains out.’”

Elsa said, “Were you all right watching us with other men, and being with them overnight? Jealousy? Turmoil inside? Other reactions?”

I thought about that. “Yeah. Somehow, I wished we could have connected late last night. I loved spending the night with Melanie, but I really wanted both of you with me too, even if we didn’t make love. I guess I was slightly jealous that someone else got to share the night with each of you, but – to my surprise – I didn’t get all in a knot about it.”

Cindy said, “You wanted to make the spiritual connection with us again. In a way, that’s what we’re doing right now.”

I nodded, “Yes. I want you to know that I think I love you more than yesterday, but not as much as tomorrow. The sex and romance with Margo and Melanie was great, but you two are my steady rocks.”

Elsa laughed, “Well, when you’re ready, we’ll help you get your rocks off.”

I winced, “I walked into that one, didn’t I?” The pun would return frequently in our conversations for a long time after that, especially when either one of the girls were playing with my rocks.

That afternoon we went to a matinee of a movie called The Martian. I liked it immensely. Further, I barely noticed the security detail that had followed us into the theater and spread themselves around to be sure we remained safe. I didn’t go out in general public very often, but when I did I guess they thought they should mount a serious protective effort. I doubt anyone in the theater noticed them or identified me.

Sunday night I sufficiently recuperated that I entertained Cindy and Elsa in a highly sexual way. We tried a few new things since they wanted to be together and they wanted me.

The two of them got in a sixty-nine position. I sank my cock into Cindy who was on the bottom and started to thumb her clit for some added motivation. After a few satisfying strokes, I pulled out and Elsa devoured my cock, thereby tasting a lot of her sister’s emissions. When I was reasonably clean Elsa put me back into Cindy, and we repeated the process.

After Cindy came, the girls rolled over so that Elsa was on the bottom. I went to the other end of the pair, and started to fuck Elsa and stroke her clit. Periodically, I’d pull out of her and Cindy would clean me and lick all of her sister’s juices off my dick, and then back into the source of those juices I would go. Elsa finally had a small earth-shaking orgasm. I let Cindy lap at her slit to help things along at that point.

I suggested, “When either of you are ready, so am I.”

Cindy rolled onto her back next to Elsa and opened her legs to me. She smiled seductively and said, “I am so ready for you. Come and love me. Fill me to the brim and then some.” She pulled apart the delicate petals of her labia for me.

Looking at her welcoming supine form gave me an extra jolt of hardness and girth. Every pore of my body wanted to make love to my gorgeous and sexy partner. I rubbed my cock around the entrance to her quim, and then slowly penetrated into her again. She was so lubed up that I slid right in to maximum depth. Cindy and I both emitted satisfying groans of joy at our coupling.

I did fill Cindy to the brim. One thing I’d noticed about the supplements I was taking was that they had increased my body’s production of semen. I had more volume than ever before each time I ejaculated. I also had heightened arousal and my orgasms seemed more intense and satisfying. Both Cindy and Elsa had commented in a highly favorable way about my volume, and further they thought the taste had changed for the better, not that it had been all that bad before.

Elsa cleaned me up and then went down on her sister, vacuuming out what I’d just left inside her. Before she was finished, I had my cock buried in her, and left a nearly equal amount of man juice for Cindy to clean up.

In the clean up process, Cindy was thoughtful enough to come and share some of my spend inside Elsa with me. Of course, it wasn’t pure ‘me.’ It had a copious amount of Elsa’s juices intermixed, plus the saliva from Cindy’s mouth. She called it a mouth-watering experience every time, and claimed to love the clean up process.

After we’d snowballed the wodge back and forth several times, she swallowed the meager amount that was left. Elsa had watched us as she stroked her clit in a lazy but sensuous way.

Elsa asked, “Mark, does that bother you – eating cum?”

The question made me think. I knew what she was really asking. Most people, especially men, think it anathema to even talk about eating their cum let alone actually doing it. I thought about it more from Elsa and Cindy’s point of view – or any woman; it’s sensual to the others in the sex act, plus it doesn’t taste all that bad. It’s more the mental image than anything, and I had long ago learned that you can control your thinking and manage your responses to about any situation.

I told Elsa, “No. At worst, it’s a neutral experience; often I like it because you two are so hot when you do it. You kind of drag me into the experience without any effort.”

“Would you clean up some other guy’s cum from one of our pussies?”

There was the question that would separate the men from the boys. Most males would squirm at doing their own cum, but to do someone else’s would be like orders of magnitude worse for them.

“Elsa, I think it’d depend on the situation and how I felt at the time. The concept is not as abhorrent to me as you might think, but I do think it’s something I’d have to work up to. I’ve watched you and Cindy do it, and I know how particular you are about other things, so I figure it can’t be too bad.”

She laughed, “Oh, it’s not bad – sometimes it’s damn wonderful. When I see you do it, I think it’ll be one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen or experienced. I hope I’m the subject of your action and desire when it happens.”

Cindy puffed out her lower lip in a mock pout, “Hey, that’s what I was gonna say.”

Elsa generalized, “It’s all about boundaries – the limits or rules that each person makes about what is reasonable, permissible, and safe behaviors for them or others they interact with. It includes how they’ll react if those boundaries are crossed.”