Chapter 24

Bobby was asleep when the three girls invaded his room. They weren’t really trying to be quiet, although they weren’t trying to draw Bob’s attention or get him involved, either.

Barbie jumped on top of him as he woke up and, by accident, put her knee in his crotch. He gasped and groaned, curling up. When they figured out what had happened the other girls chastised her.

“He’s no good to any of us if you break him,” Julie harped.

“I’m sorry! It was an accident!” moaned Barbie.

“What do you want?” panted Bobby.

“We want to make love,” said Barbie.

“Go away,” groaned Bobby.

“No. We’ll stay here until you feel better. Will it help if one of us sucks on it?”

“It’s not my penis that hurts,” he moaned. “And no. It won’t help.”

“We don’t really need him right now,” said Monica. “I can teach you some things while he gets better.”

“I don’t want to learn anything,” said Barbie, putting her hands up. “I already kissed you and I already admitted I liked it. That’s all I’m going to do until I get a nice orgasm with Bobby’s penis in me!”

“You kissed her?” Bobby’s frowning face turned toward Monica.

“Long story,” said Monica. “Tell you later.”

“Please, Bobby,” begged Barbie. “Don’t make me become a lesbian.”

She plucked at the sheet covering him and revealed he was naked.

“Oh goody!” she sighed.

“Easy!” he rasped. “It still hurts.”

“How about I just kiss you,” she said.

Five minutes later she was still kissing him, writhing on top of him with her T shirt up above her breasts. She was humping his thigh, since his balls were still uncomfortable. Even so, his kisses weren’t perfunctory. Finally he pushed her up off his chest and looked past her at Julie and Monica.

“I thought you were having a slumber party.”

“One of the most fun things at a slumber party is sneaking a boy in,” said Monica.

“If you’d asked me to sneak in, I would have,” he said, smiling.

“Well, I’ve never actually been to one where that happened,” said Monica. “We couldn’t send anybody to get you, because we were worried whoever it was wouldn’t come back. So we had to all come together.”

“So I’m supposed to service all three of you?” He raised his eyebrows.

“Don’t be so crass,” said Monica.

“He’s not being crass,” said Barbie. “That’s what we call it when we get horny and one of them helps.”

“You don’t mind being ... serviced?” Monica’s voice went up.

“I love it,” said Barbie. “And there are plenty of times when we service them, too. It all works out.”

“It sounds so impersonal,” said Monica.

“Nope. It’s never impersonal.”

“I’m good, but I don’t think I’m that good,” said Bobby. “And what happened to you all competing over me?”

“Careful, buster,” said Julie. “We can all turn around and go back to my room.”

“So first you bust my balls - literally - and then you want to give me blue balls?” He didn’t smile, but she could hear a smile in his voice.

“I have an idea,” said Julie.

“I need a penis in me,” moaned Barbie.

“Take it easy. You’ll get your penis.”

What Julie did was orchestrate it so that Barbie sat on Bobby’s cock, cowgirl style. Then she had Monica sit on his face, facing Barbie. Once that was well underway, she began touching the girls and talking to them. She started with Barbie.

“Is that better?” she asked, stroking her sister’s back.

“Yes!” panted Barbie.

“So you know you’re not a lesbian, now, right?”

“Yes!” gasped Barbie.

“Good.”

Then Julie leaned forward to kiss her sister. There was a moment of resistance, but then Barbie didn’t care anymore. Somehow, it felt like she was sharing Bobby with Julie, even though he wasn’t touching his elder sister at all. Then, after a thirty second kiss, Julie went to kiss Monica, who was languidly stroking her pussy on Bobby’s tongue. She’d thought this would be weird, strange, maybe even untenable, but as soon as she felt his tongue in her, she knew it was going to be fine. Watching the lust and passion on Barbie’s face, at least until it was covered with Julie’s head, made her both impatient to feel his prick in her, and infinitely patient because she knew that would happen as much as she wanted it to in the future.

Then Julie stopped kissing Barbie and came to kiss her, and Monica had an orgasm that was related as much to the joy she felt at being accepted by this half of her competition, as it was to what Bobby’s mouth was doing to her swollen clit. When the kiss broke, she reached and pulled Julie toward her, bending her mouth to seek and find a breast.

Julie’s reaction was delayed, because she was so surprised. She had felt Bobby’s and her father’s mouth on her nipples hundreds of times, and she loved it. But Monica sucked differently. It was obviously different, but she couldn’t explain it. In the future, when it happened again, she’d arrive at some conclusions, but now the shock of it paralyzed her. She had to admit, though, that it felt ... good.

“What are you doing?” gasped Barbie, who was watching with huge eyes.

Julie’s head turned toward her. What Barbie saw in her eyes, which were slightly out of focus, was clear. Julie liked this.

At the same time, Barbie was absolutely certain that Julie was in no way a lesbian.

And that was when Barbie Carpenter decided she wasn’t a lesbian, either, and never would be.

She might be bisexual ... but she wasn’t going to become a lesbian.

She might let Monica suck on her nipples, too ... but she wasn’t going to become a lesbian.

She fully intended to suck on Julie’s nipples - she hoped Julie would like her lips better than Monica’s - but she wasn’t going to become a lesbian.

She knew the future held many kisses she would share with these women, but she wasn’t going to become a lesbian.

As if to punctuate those thoughts, her pussy trembled and cramped as she came so hard she had to lean forward and support her weight with one hand on Bobby’s chest, and the other on her sister’s back.

The first set, or group, or family of those kisses came after Bobby’s warm semen spray drenched Barbie’s pussy and she got off of him. He didn’t flop down and rest, though. He’d been struggling to breathe, because Monica hadn’t ever ridden a man’s face before and had gotten a little lost in the process, closing off his nose often enough that his hands had to move her so he could snatch a breath.

Neither had she done this often enough that she knew how to intentionally reach orgasm. So when Bobby pushed her off of him and forced her down on the bed beside Julie, whom he also manhandled, she was not averse at all to resting on her back while he finished the job of sucking another lovely cum out of her pussy. She didn’t mind the fact that her leg was constantly bumping and twining with Julie’s, which also spread as her brother switched back and forth, trying, basically, to suck both girls off at the same time.

Barbie hadn’t tried to lie down and rest, either. She might have claimed a slice of the queen bed, but her sisters, as she thought of them, were taking up most of it while Bobby serviced them with his mouth. She saw that Julie was lying on top of Monica’s arm and observed, for a few minutes, the look on each woman’s face as her clit was sucked.

That was when Barbie decided to find out if a few warm kisses would help or hinder the process.

She started with Julie, while Bobby’s face was firmly between Monica’s thighs.

“It’s going to be okay,” she whispered, her face suspended over her sister’s. That pronouncement was followed by a kiss, which Julie returned with no sign of discomfort.

Then, when Bobby’s head moved over to Julie’s quim, Barbie swayed her body until her face was over Monica’s. Monica had seen the just-finished sisterly kiss, and eagerly reached for Barbie’s head. No words were exchanged as Monica panted into Barbie’s mouth.

It continued that way until Monica whispered a request. When Bobby’s mouth came back to her, she urged Barbie’s head downward and Barbie sucked another girl’s nipples for the first time in her life.

No wonder Bobby loved doing this so much. It just felt perfect. It also made Monica cum, and she was loud about it.

So when Bobby went back to Jules, Barbie tried the same thing. It was the key to an orgasm for Julie, as well.

After Julie squealed and writhed through an orgasm, Bobby got to his knees, his prick straining again, jutting from his loins like a missile.

Barbie saw the look in his eyes and sighed, “I had my turn.”

She was rewarded for her efforts and willingness to expand her sexual horizons.

She got another turn while her sisters lay there catching their breath.

Neither complained at all.

They still weren’t complaining as they padded barefoot and still naked back to Julie’s room. It was Julie who said they had to go back, because they couldn’t abandon the slumber party to stay with Bobby in the now too-small bed.

“If we stay here, that will mean we’re all just sluts who can’t control ourselves,” she said.

“I need to talk about things,” said Barbie.

“Then it’s back we go!” said Monica, bouncing up.

Bobby got three kisses before they left.

To be honest, he was glad he’d be able to spread out on the bed and sleep.

The change in atmosphere, back in Julie’s room, was palpable. All three girls dropped the clothing they’d worn to go to Bobby’s room, comfortable, now, being naked together. Barbie went to the bathroom and got a wad of toilet paper which she held to her weeping pussy as if it were a bandage, covering a wound, while Monica and Julie sat on the bed, Indian style, forming two thirds of a circle. Barbie completed the circle, still stanching the flow of a double dose of Bobby’s lusty discharges.

“It may sound strange, but I feel a lot better, knowing that my life isn’t the only one that’s complicated, when it comes to Bobby Carpenter,” said Monica.

“I’ve used that word a million times, but never really understood its full meaning,” said Barbie. She licked her lips, remembering the feel of other lips in this very room.