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Beth

Copyright© 2019 by Bronte Follower

Chapter 177

Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 177 - Something of a coming-of-age story of a bright, well-adjusted, modern girl, this story is long. It begins with her mother's infidelity, an act that becomes the impetus for a plan to further her ambitions in a particular direction: her hunk of a father. The plan does not come apart so much as expands to encompass much more than she planned... just as the actual writing did.

Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Ma/ft   mt/Fa   Fa/Fa   ft/ft   Fa/ft   Mult   Consensual   BiSexual   Fiction   Sports   Group Sex   Harem   Orgy   Polygamy/Polyamory   Exhibitionism   First   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Safe Sex   Voyeurism   Nudism  

April 7, 2018 (Saturday)

Dear Ms. Diary,

Brett and Lana rode with Sandy and Carol in the Sprinter to pick Steph and Matt up at the airport, but not before we had a nice send-off for them. After breakfast, which we ate in the nude since that is now our typical state in the J, we returned downstairs and the rest of us made the two of them an offer.

Rhee stated, “We’ve got three hours before the Sprinter leaves for the airport. Except for intercourse, we’ll give you or do anything you want sexually, with the usual caveats about acts various of us don’t want to do.”

Lana was not bashful, immediately replying, “I want to lick every pussy, although probably not to orgasm, and I want to get Brett to orgasm in 69, with all our lovers watching and touching us. After that, I’m happy with showing my lovers how much I love them in whatever way they want.”

Brett, whose eyes lit up at the beginning of Lana’s reply, answered, “I want to lick every pussy, too, and then I’ll be very happy to 69 with Lana.”

We lined everyone up and told the two of them to go through us in whatever way they wanted. They had a private pow-wow and decided that they would love on each of us together. Even then, they surprised us, as exemplified by their first ... victim, Andy. Lana and Brett switched back and forth between licking pussy and playing with the rest of the body, with Andy cumming on Lana’s second session between her legs. It was crazy ... and wonderful, and they got each of us at least one orgasm, with, surprisingly, Katie being one of the three of us that got at least two, with Heather climaxing thrice. After they did a great job on me, they took a short break, then went after each other in the most aggressive, nearly out-of-control 69 I’ve ever seen. They seemed nearly frantic ... like this would be their last chance to love each other. What a love Brett was. He got Lana to hold off making him orgasm until he had sent her over the top three times. After that, Lana invited us each to take a single short suck on Brett’s cock before she finished him off, swallowing his semen, then lying bodily on him and kissing him like there was no tomorrow. We followed that with a group shower characterized by lots of tender touches and little kisses, on lips and other places.

As we exited the shower, Lana said, “Please, let’s not say anything about sex before we leave. I just want to spend the rest of the little time we have at the end of the three most magical weeks of my life talking with my wives and husband about everyday sorts of things. I know I was a bit frantic, but I’m sure Steph and Matt will allow us some overnights here, although they may be few ... per week. Oh, goddess, I hope it’s just a few per week rather than just a... No! I told you that I want the rest of our time here to be pleasant, so, please, someone get us going on conversation.”

It took us a little while, but when Mom texted me, we discussed a trip to Armoire and Katherine.

As I stood, I said, “Time to go,” then wrapped Lana tightly in my arms, and whispered, “You might not want to hear this, but it’s going to be ... less exciting with you not here. I’ve come to love you so very much.”

She snuffled in my ear and just nodded her head against me, then went on to hug the others, and all of us hugged Brett. Lana asked that we not walk them to the Sprinter, so we stayed in the J. Celeste got ready for work, and Andy grabbed books and began studying in the living room.

“We might as well do homework,” Heather said, “that is if I can get my mind off those two.”

Brit agreed but offered, “Why don’t we freshmen quiz each other on Health class? You know Ms. Parker’s going to give us a pop quiz either Monday or Tuesday on what we covered Thursday and Friday. I could quiz us from my notes.”

This quarter’s Health aspect was communicable diseases, particularly on those that tended to have outbreaks. Friday’s class was a sometimes-loud discussion about the diseases Ms. Parker had detailed on Thursday that immunization had nearly wiped out after the 1950s, but which were now seeing a resurgence with the recent increase in the number of people refusing to be immunized. The somewhat rancorous discussion was mostly about non-immunized people being a health threat to others, and how that seemed unfair to those others given how disease organisms often mutated.

We agreed with Brit’s suggestion and she quizzed us on which diseases were related to which symptoms and vice-versa. I found the session to be very useful, both in getting the details firmly planted in my brain, but also in helping me to temporarily forget that Brett and Lana would not be with us the rest of the weekend.


We received an invitation to join the parents for dinner and a soak, so the eleven of us home (Celeste and Katie were working) traipsed across the backyard to the W ... wearing our birthday suits.

“Oh,” Inez exclaimed. “We thought you’d wear skimpy clothing. Charlie, should we join them?”

Before Dad could answer, Meka said, “Please do. Some of us are still a bit nervous being naked with the parents, including me, and we all want to overcome that.”

“Dad replied with a smile, “We can do that.” Then he looked at Meka and asked, “Could I invite you to join me tomorrow for a driving jaunt ... out and about? I have a few errands to run and thought we might make it a getting-better-acquainted day.”

“I’d love that, Charlie. Thanks. What time?”

“Leave here about 10:30, find somewhere interesting for lunch around noon, back here before 4:00 or so.”

“That sounds delightful. Apparel?”

“Just knocking around stuff, but suitable for public venues. I’m certainly not dressing up and it’s supposed to be a nice day.”

“Thanks, Charlie.”

We helped with the last bits of supper making, then sat to eat with 16 of us around the table, all nude. It was ... nice. Carol suggested the hot tub after dinner clean up, and we did that, with Celeste joining us when she got home a bit after 7:00. Nira had been talking low with Liya in one corner, but looked up and called out.

“Celeste. You’re just the ... other person I needed to talk to this evening. Would you join me?” She looked back at Liya and said, “I still want to discuss more with you. Would you mind staying here? Nothing Celeste and I have to discuss is anything you shouldn’t hear.”

“I’ll stay, but I’ll move over a little so Celeste can be next to you.”

“Thanks.”

Celeste looked a little nervous, and I was ... as were we all ... cognizant of the reason for that nervousness.

When our gorgeous blonde girlfriend sat beside Nira, the latter said, “Let’s cut right to the chase. As I see it, you and I have only two choices that I care to entertain, since I don’t want to see you going somewhere else for school. Either we can never get involved directly with each other or we can get involved directly with each other. I’m told that the ... group sessions can get pretty crazy and it could be tricky to stick to option one. Therefore, unless you truly object, I’d like to select option two and try like hell to be ‘just friends’ in any situation outside the compound.”

“Oh ... N-Nira. I was hoping that you’d be willing to do something like that. I don’t know that we’ll be all that sexual with each other all that often. However, the group sex can and does get a little crazy, and I would not be at all surprised if I find myself touching you in ways that others would frown upon in student-teacher situations, and I really don’t want to give up this family.”

“I understand that, and I’ve had only a few days as a member in the physical presence of this family. I can also assure you that I will treat you like a student in all ways in university situations, even if I’m unhappy with what and how you’re doing in school. I’ll treat you something like Liya as her parent, not that I want you to be subservient to me in that fashion. Think of it like this. Even if I must reprimand Liya, it doesn’t mean I don’t love her. Of course, if you would simply be an excellent student at all times, then that dichotomy need never rear its head. And I won’t expect any more from you than I would from Olanma or any other student of mine. Is that acceptable?”

“That’s what I want ... Nira.”

“Good. I can fill the role for you of something like your advisor while you’re an undergrad. If you graduate and we need to think about accepting you as a grad student, we’ll have to talk to figure out how to do that. With us living in the same place, it might not be acceptable to the office for me to be your graduate advisor, but I could certainly be on your committee. However, let’s deal with that when we get there. I’m sure we’ll get there, as Olanma and even Dr. Peterson have had good things to say about you.”

Celeste’s eyes went wide, and she responded, “I wasn’t aware that I’d had any direct interactions with him.”

“True, but three grad students have given you praise, particularly Olanma, who was so very thankful that you helped her out of a bind.”

“Oh, thanks. Once I got to know Olanma, I’d have been willing to help her even without the pay. I like her and she’s helped me understand some of the ... less-than-obvious aspects of being a grad student. As I said, I’d have been willing to be unpaid help for her as helpful as she’s been to me.”

“Good. I think you’ll do well here. I usually suggest students get a variety of experiences at different schools, but that’s because there’s usually just a single astrophysicist-slash-cosmologist at any university. I’ll insist on you working directly with Dr. Peterson at times so that you get that varied experience.

“This was a difficult decision for me to make, and if you had been nearly anyone else and without the obvious effort you’ve made to keep a perfect GPA, even in non-degree classes, and to involve yourself with grad students, I would have strongly suggested you go to school elsewhere for your graduate work.”

“Now, I’m doubly glad of the effort I’ve expended to do well, here. I don’t want to leave this family. I understand that I may well have to do so to get a position, but I didn’t want to have that happen just to go to grad school. I’ll double down on doing well here, and thanks to the free housing and lots of free food here, I can afford to work less and study more. Thanks ... Williams clan!”


April 8, 2018

Since Dad’s ... and Meka’s ... plans changed, the family took the Sprinter and the Suburban to “our” pavilion. Everyone, even all four Moms, got some exercise in chasing frisbees around while we had a laughing good time, then ate a lunch of meatloaf sandwiches with various side dishes. After lunch and while the 18 of us chatted, Heather removed her two clothing items somewhat surreptitiously; that is, not everyone noticed. I was surprised she waited that long.

“I saw that,” said Carol. “Just stay close to your clothes, cute girl.”

I was looking across the table at a grinning Heather when I noticed movement out of the corner of my right eye, so I turned. I was surprised to see Brit removing her clothes.

When I raised my eyebrows at her, she said, “I’ve been naked here before, so I just mimicked my idol.”

When Heather grinned at her, Brit stuck her tongue out at her. Heather stood, walked the three places down the bench to Brit, pushed in between Brit and Cera, and gave Brit a tight chest-to-chest hug, both chests naked, of course.

Cera exclaimed, “Well, hell,” stood, and began disrobing.

Charlie said loudly, “You girls are going to be the death of me.”

Heather snarked back, “I don’t know if we should do that here and now. But if you’d like a date, I could give you a little death when we get home.”

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