Chapter 3

Breakfast was no tame or normal affair now, of course. In the past, though I never admitted, I might have sneaked lustful looks at my sister, but then she was clothed and it probably hadn’t occurred to her back then (or so I thought). Now, however, everything was in the open, everyone was buck naked, and we had all been at least somewhat intimate together. More to the point, we would be very intimate together as well, and very soon, in fact. All of this knowledge made breakfast a very eroticized business, with the sexual tension hanging in the air from four people who had already committed lewd acts with each other and planned for much more.

“I was just thinking, until Mom and Dad return, we don’t have to wear a stitch of clothing at all indoors, do we? So, we can snuggle up naked all we wish, watch TV together, have several more rounds of hot, sweaty sex with each other, eat whatever we want, it can be the prequel to our honeymoon, which I trust will be a four-way affair when it happens. It can be truly awesome!” Natalie thought aloud.

“That’s very true, sis! I wonder how many times four people can mix it up, sexually speaking, I mean. Sometimes, me with you, sometimes, me with Bianca. Sometimes, you with Aaron. Sometimes, him and Bianca. And well, sometimes, you and Bianca together,” I grinned while eating my bacon.

“And sometimes, you and Aaron together. That can be fun as well. I so fucking want that to happen, too. But, yes, I want more lesbian fun with Natalie. Maybe we can do that right after breakfast for a bit, give you guys a chance to recover a bit more before you slip us the sausage again,” Bianca encouraged such fantasies, making Natalie smile and blush, but also nod in agreement.

“I would definitely like to see you ladies go all the way with each other,” Aaron confessed now.

“So would I, teddy bear!” I teased him.

“He is such a fucking teddy bear, too, isn’t he, but then so are you in your own way,” Natalie snickered as she let her hand caress Bianca’s while they ate.

“So, as soon as breakfast is over, time for some lesbian action, huh? Want to film it, guys? Then we can film a swap back and forth, to maximize the fun. Doggy-style swap this time. Back and forth. We can start with my boyfriend plowing me this time, and then he can pull out and fuck Natalie, and then back to me, and the same with Aaron and Natalie. They can start out doing each other, even if the doggy position is unusual for them. It’s nice to mix it up now and then, right? What do you say, guys?” Bianca urged us.

“I like that idea for sure,” I concurred.

“I’m down with it!” Aaron threw his support to the idea.

“Are you kidding? It sounds awesome!” Natalie enthused, even as she leaned over to give Bianca a kiss, not caring that my girlfriend still had orange juice on her tongue.

Bianca put her hands on my sister’s face and made the kiss steamier still, tangling her tongue up with Natalie’s as they made out with no shame or guilt at all now. There wasn’t even a sign of embarrassment, just very intense lust for each other, even some love. There wasn’t any doubt that my two ladies desired each other that way now. There was an unmistakable lust there, as the girls swapped spit together, sharing a soul kiss more than worthy of the name.

“Wow, now that was some kiss!” I exclaimed, just seconds before Bianca planted a similar one on me and I couldn’t help but return her ardor in full.

While my girlfriend and I made out, so did my sister and Aaron. Natalie made her boyfriend know, once more, that she still adored and craved him, still wanted to be his, even if she was also mine. Bianca and Natalie were now both mine, but they were also both Aaron’s, and each other’s, of course. There was a fourfold intimacy now, instead of simply what most couples possessed. The four of us had shared more than bodies by now. Since the night before and this morning, somehow, our relationships had all woven together into some new seamless fabric, a love affair where one couldn’t tell where one couple ended and the others began. We were all bonding together completely at last. It was natural. It was right. It was healthy. It just was what had to be, as was demonstrated next when Natalie and I made out while Bianca did the same with Aaron.

“So, this is really happening, isn’t it? It’s begun. The four of us, a quad, lovers for life, committed to each other for the rest of our days. Growing old together and everything. But are we closed or open?” I spoke our thoughts, and just as quickly, Natalie spoke the fateful suggestion that seemed so proper and right that none of us disputed it.

“Open. But together. As a group. You make love to one of us, you do it with all of us. You have casual sex with one of us, you do it with all of us. Deal? I think that it has to be this way, because there might be experiences in life, people, and such, that we would miss if we didn’t do this. This way, we could cross them off our bucket lists. It’s quite simple. We approach a person, as a group, and we make a clear offer ... join us in bed. Fuck all of us.

“Sometimes, it would be a man. Sometimes a woman. Sometimes a couple, even. What do you say? Let’s have our adventures together. Our lives’ experiences as a group. As a family. If they can’t handle it, that’s their loss. But rather than risk dividing us, we do it all as a group. No chance for lies and cheating that way, is there?” Natalie proposed, extending her hand to invite us to throw our support her way.

“I’m in!” I put my hand over my sister’s.

“Me, too!” Bianca agreed, putting her hand over mine.

“Well, where Natalie leads, I must always follow. You know that. My heart can’t stand to do anything else,” Aaron put his hand on top of Bianca’s.

“But we need to test regularly, then, or else use protection with others,” I pointed out.

“Condoms if we have short notice, testing and bareback if we have enough advance warning, then. If there are any reasonable cases for exceptions, such as virgins, well, then we can decide that as a group, I think,” Natalie agreed, bringing out some champagne to pour in a celebratory toast, “To us, a quad that will play together, always. The four of us. And when it’s just us, no rubbers allowed, right?”

“No rubbers among us, true. And no birth control,” I added as we clinked our glasses together.

“I’m game for that! No more taking the Pill or nothing of the sort. We play together, fuck together, snuggle up together, eat together, go out together, breed together, etc. We’re a team, the four of us, right?” Bianca declared.

“I love the way that you think, baby doll!” I told her, swatting her on the tush as we drank our champagne and the girls grabbed each other for another intense make-out session.

We gentlemen cleared the plates now, the breakfast finished, so that we could watch as the two ladies in our lives exchanged more bodily fluids through their Sapphic French kiss. After the plates were cleared, we all adjourned to the living room, where Natalie pushed Bianca onto the hideaway bed and started kissing her way downward to Bianca’s mons Veneris. It was not rushed, either. It was very slow, sensual kissing combined with licking, a sort of sweet, seductive, romantic brand of oral pleasure as my sister blazed her trail down to her intended target, the sweet honeypot full of feminine nectar between my girlfriend’s thighs.