Chapter 191

April 25, 2018 (Wednesday)

Dear Ms. Diary,

I drifted up out of a cottony wash of not-quite-sleep to full cognizance once I remembered the last bit about last night. I looked over the two intervening girls to see Jim wrapped around Rache. I think they were both still asleep, so I gently lowered my head back to the pillow and lazily replayed my time with him ... or, perhaps, it was his time with me, as I just laid back and enjoyed. The main thought in my brain was that I had now had a real bout of sex with Jim, my third male lover. Oh, it was “just” cunnilingus, but it was a grand orgasm. A stray thought passed through, and I made a mental note to give Kath a standing invitation for our bed when Jim’s in it. Then I thought, he’s becoming attached to us rather than the parents. Should he always sleep with us? I made another mental note to ask Meka for her thoughts.

As the room began to lighten with the rising sun, some of the others began to rouse, and I pondered that. That pondering got me wondering why I was pondering so much this morning, but I returned to the early risers among us. Rhee is not. She would love it if she could sleep at least until 9:00 every morning, and she can sleep. Big time. Like this morning, I find my mind waking me, frequently before others are awake, with something that it insists I actively ponder. Sometimes, it’s stuff that’s truly somewhat important, but at others, not so much. As I pondered Jim loving on me last night, I knew that Lana would have loved that, both Jim loving on me, but also Jim loving on her. She has really fallen for him, although part of the attraction is the Brett-Jim duo loving on the Williams-clan women. I guess I need to experience that and, now that I’ve experienced Jim straight up, I hope the duo will try me on for size. We girls agree that the best part of that duo is them deciding who and how allowing us not to be in charge. We all agree about why the compound has a female-choice policy, but it was really wonderful last night telling Jim “yes” to his question about licking me. Perhaps we need a special policy for Tuesday nights. First, though, we need to get Brett and Lana back in our bed more nights, particularly Tuesdays.

With the short practice today, we had plenty of time to have a somewhat leisurely shower, one in which we played a lot, but did not go for orgasms. We were dressing in what has become standard Wednesday wear for the female girls – thong and tube – when Rache broached a topic.

“Do you really want me photographing?”

Meka responded, “Yes. We want your camera at least near at hand whenever you’re with us, particularly given how much you seem to enjoy it. Remember, it might get really crazy tonight ... or it may not.” Meka lowered her voice and put a tender aspect in it when she asked, “How was the orgasm last night?”

She went quite pink and began her response while looking at the floor, “I’m still not ... used to how ... open everyone here is about ... things like that.”

Softly, Meka said, “You can say the word. It’s only ... two-and-a-half syllables.”

Rache rolled her eyes while responding, “Orgasm. Okay? The orgasm Ji ... your father gave me was freaking wonderful!” More quietly, she added, “It was among the best ever, but I’m not surprised ... given how much I ... used to ... fantasize about him.”

Meka stepped to her and wrapped her up, quietly saying, “Oh, Rache. Had Kim and I not scared ourselves out of a sexual relationship, we may have added Dad to it, then, possibly, the rest of our five. Rache, don’t be afraid to ask of him what you want. He’s always liked you and he may have some ... non-parental feelings for you. I haven’t managed to get the nerve to ask him what he thought about our ... gang back then. You could ask him.”

“If you haven’t managed it, how do you expect me to? I’m the timid one. Remember?”

Very low and lovingly, Meka replied, “You weren’t too timid last night.”

“What do you expect? Your whole girl family goes sex crazy and you have me photograph the action ... lots of photos of very explicit action. That was probably the most turned-on I’ve ever been! I needed something, Brett’s not willing to help me, and I’m too ... not ready for girl-on-girl, so there was only one choice.” Before Meka – or any of the rest of us – could respond to her, she held up her hand and apologized, “I’m sorry. Brett, I’m sorry. I don’t blame you for putting me off into a possible future where we both know each other better. I’m sorry ... everyone. I’m ... frustrated. Frustrated with me, frustrated with my ... timidity, and I’m living with lots of attractive, naked people. And I’m ... scared, but not of what you might think. I’ve been ... scared that ... taking photos of the LA having sex has made me feel so ... incredibly ... wanton. I’ve never felt that way before and I don’t know how to deal with the ... urges I get when I look at your world through my camera.”

Meka pulled her in more tightly and Kim wrapped herself around Rache from behind. Liya gave those two a bit of time to calm Rache a bit, then stepped over to her.

Softly, she said, “Rache, Meka and Kim have feelings for you left over from your freshman days. Heather and Lana would also be more than happy to help you ... understand. It might be time to ... ask one or two of those four. If you don’t think so, we’re all still here for you. We can hold you and try to calm your fears. Jim will be here again, tonight, and he obviously has feelings for you. Don’t let your frustration build by keeping it inside. All of us have ears and we’re all at least fond of you, with many having stronger to much stronger feelings for you. Let us help you.”

Rache nodded her head against Meka, possibly in acknowledgment rather than agreement. Kim and Meka got her perked up a bit and she agreed to talk later tonight, and then we headed to the W, where the Moms had decided to make a change in the dinner venue.

“Before we select the NFM, please take all the stuff on the island up to the deck,” Carol stated firmly as we entered the kitchen. “It’s just too nice of a day not to eat outside.”

Once we had returned to the kitchen, Liya announced, “Carol gets to strip...”

“Wait, wait,” Carol interrupted. “Let’s do this on the deck. And bring your official photographer with you,” after which she grinned and crooked her finger at Rache.

On the deck, with 21 of us waiting on Liya’s words, she said, “Oh, my. Are you ready for this ... Char?”

When I got my eyes on her, Char’s head was tilted back a bit and her eyes were closed. She breathed deeply, then returned her head to level and opened her eyes.

“I can do this. Come on, Carol. Strip me naked and if you accidentally fondle parts of me, well, them’s the breaks.”

Carol grinned at Char, who returned a slightly nervous smile.

Carol did not fondle Char but did give her a quick peck on her forehead, after which she quietly said, “You’re getting better at this. I assume that you’d have been even better if we weren’t out here in the great out-of-doors.”

“Too true.”

When we all heard Rache’s camera, most of us looked past Char and to her left to see Rache looking at the back of her camera, as did Char, who had had to turn around.

Char, in a complaining voice, said, “I hope you took that at the right angle so my ass doesn’t look too big.”

Rache looked up in surprise, probably for both the tone and the words. She got something of a deer-in-the-headlights look on her face, but then Char surprised her.

“Gotcha!” Char continued to face away from the rest of us, then turned back around, found my eyes, and said, “My insides are all jumpy standing here naked outside. It didn’t impact me like this when we did D instruction for Civia, but we weren’t up here.” She breathed deeply, shrugged her shoulders, and answered herself, “I’m going to get used to even this. I ... really want this. Ohhhh.”

With that, she walked straight to Dad, smashed full-body into his front, and kissed him hard. Dad casually put both arms around her waist with his hands flat on her lower back, then ran them slowly up that back. Char maintained the kiss but moaned at the feel of his hands. She then repeated her actions with Jim, then Brett, with both of them lightly rubbing her lower cheeks during their individual kisses.

As she stepped away from Brett, she announced, “I’m still having a bit of difficulty with ... all this, but I’m working to overcome it. To help me with that process, I here give all three of our guys permission to do with or to me anything they want to do tonight. Well, anything that doesn’t go against our various rules.”

Carol stepped over to her and wrapped her arms around her.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes. I’ve been pondering this for a while, although I was hoping that my number wouldn’t come up quite so soon.”

“Did you like giving all our guys naked kisses?”

“Oh, goddess, yes!”

“Might I get a naked kiss from you?”

“Here? Now?”

Carol must have seen something in Char’s eyes, as she said, “It was a request, not a command.”

“Oh, I was just thinking about your request. I’ll do it but under one condition.”

When Char stared at her, Carol asked, “And what is that?”

“This,” Char responded as she pulled Carol’s tube down her torso, then mashed her body against Carol’s and kissed her hard.

Carol moaned into Char’s mouth as their kiss heated both of them. Char pulled back, panting, after about a half-minute.

“Enough of those and I’ll probably find myself not having any concern about being naked out here.”

We sat to dinner, and I purposefully sat next to Char, on her left.

After we were at least five minutes into eating with a covering conversation going on around us, I quietly asked her, “Are you okay?”

She nodded quickly, then whispered, “I can’t believe I’m doing this and haven’t fainted from embarrassment.”

“Are you embarrassed?”

She shook her head, then added, “I keep feeling that I should be, but there’s Heather across from us taking part in conversation, her pretty little titties on display. I’ve been meaning to ask. How is it that she has ... different rules?”

“Because she’s a force unto herself and ... because the ... Wednesday rules are not hard-and-fast. She ... and anyone else who wants to, could be naked here and now, but we decided that taking clothes off someone added, rather than detracted, to the sexy feeling. Think about it. Our thongs barely cover anything. Rhee’s tube exposes large tracts of underboob. Besides, if everyone were naked, then you wouldn’t stand out so much.”

“Oh, thank you very much for pointing that out,” she spouted as she turned her head and grinned at me.

I smiled back, thought for a few moments, then even more quietly asked, “May I touch you however I want this evening?”

She inhaled deeply with her eyes closed, but opened them as she let the breath go, then turned again to face me ... and nodded.

While keeping my eyes on hers, I moved my right hand to her lap, then whispered, “Spread your legs a bit. I’m going to touch you lightly and, fair warning, I’m going to keep you on edge all evening.”

Her eyelids drooped but did not close, and she quietly said, “Okay.”

With dinner eaten and the deck and kitchen cleaned and with the weather still lovely, we decided to return to the deck.

Char stated with smiling eyes, “Are you just trying to embarrass me further? It’s not enough I have to be the naked girl, but now I have to be the naked girl outside.”

There was much chuckling, and Sandy replied, “But you look so lovely out here, like a nymph or dryad or something.”

“Thanks, Sandy. I’ll get used to it.”

At that point, Lana arrived with Jim and Brett in tow.

“Oh, Char. It’s so nice to see you again. Have you met my two ... er ... two of my boyfriends, Jim and Brett? Goddess, they both get my juices flowing if you know what I mean.”

Char ... and everyone else within earshot ... chuckled at Lana’s words.

Smiling at Lana, Char replied, “I have. It’s nice to meet you two again. Lana, you seem to have a plan. Do you?”

“It might be the outline of a plan, but it would start, if you would be so kind, with the two of us stripping my boyfriends and seeing where things go from there.”

“I ... do like the looks of those guys with their panties all poked out, but I guess I could help you with exposing those pokey things.”

Lana led by kneeling before Brett; Char followed suit in front of Jim. As Rache’s camera clicked, the two of them coordinated their efforts of reaching in to hold the respective cocks while they pulled the waist out and down, then slowly pulled the guys’ panties down their legs and off their feet. Without saying a word, Lana led the way by licking Brett’s hairless scrotum and penis, a move that Char mirrored on Jim. Char continued to follow Lana as the two orally loved on our guys’ cocks.

Rache tapped my shoulder with hers and whispered, “God, for whatever reason, this photography is... so fun and exciting and it gets me so ... horny! The camera isolates their ... penises and...”

She shivered, but her expression changed as Lana changed the game by standing.

When Char stood in response, Lana told her, “Why don’t you hug and kiss these two of my boyfriends ... at the same time?”

Char shivered, then asked in something of a spacey-girl’s voice, “How would I do that?”

Lana moved the two guys so that their respective left (Jim) and right (Brett) sides were in contact and with their bodies angled slightly toward each other.

“You step into the angle, Char, with, hopefully, one boob on each of them and kiss them alternately while their hard dicks press on you and their outside hands wander around on your lovely body.”

“Oh, god,” she whispered as she followed Lana’s instructions, stepping into them and kissing Jim. Jim’s right hand moved to her left ass cheek, while Brett’s left hand began fondling her right cheek.

Rache whispered in my ear, “I need the space you’re in.”

When I stepped aside, she knelt where I had been standing and took photos of the three lovers from directly behind Char, with the hands of two different guys on her ass. Char got lost in the feelings, which is what I believe was the target of Lana’s plan.

When she stepped over to me and nudged my shoulder with hers, Lana quietly said, “Whaddaya think?”

“I love you, Lana. Once again, you’ve gotten her mind off her ... concerns and she’s just enjoying herself. Of course, she damned well better be enjoying herself. God, that looks so freaking fun!”

“I know. Right? Goddess, I’m so very glad my parents went to southeast Asia. This life is so much more than I could imagine while lying in my bed in Yellow Springs with my hands between my legs and pinching my nipples.”

She put her left arm around my waist and her head on my right shoulder, so I reached around with my left hand and lightly caressed her face. Rache’s shutter went.

“You two ... and you ... all ... really do love each other. Here you are standing, watching Char make out with two guys at once, and you’re ... sharing a ... tender moment.” Rache exhaled loudly, shook her head minutely, then said, “I’ve had a hard time figuring the ... LA out, but you really do love each other. That’s all it is. Right? The ... sex is ... gravy over the main course ... which is the ... love.”

Lana replied, “Oh, the sex is incredibly wonderful, but ... you’re right, Rache. For most of us, the love came first and for all of us, the love is why we work so hard to keep this together. I spent most of my ... childhood in a small town in which I’d had only one really good friend ever, but her family moved away. I doubt that there’s an LA member for whom the sex is more personally important than me, and that’s what I had here first, but the love came quickly and it also quickly became more important than the sex. Oh, it probably wouldn’t work as well without the sex, but these girls, this place ... they stand ... For me, they’re Home ... you know, with a capital ‘h’ ... wherever they may be.”

That tender moment was wonderful, and Rache seeming to have figured us out was important, but that was the last tender moment for a while, as Char dropped to her knees before our guys and Rache went back to... “work.”

Char had a hand wrapped around each of their cocks and, instead of trading kisses back and forth with them, she was alternately sucking first one, then the other, for something like ten seconds apiece. She was not quite frantic in her actions, but she was aggressive. Occasionally, she would lick and kiss their balls. At one point, possibly because she became confused as to which cock’s turn it was. She stared at the two cockheads, and Lana and I moved closer, and Rache knelt just to Char’s right and pressed the shutter button.

Lana and I watched ... and Rache photographed ... as we could almost hear Char thinking about how she could get both heads in her mouth at once. While neither Jim’s nor Brett’s cocks are all that long, they’re both thick. Of course, I have experience with only three, so what do I know about thick versus thin? We have this thing called the Internet. Char’s mouth is not particularly wide, and that thought seemed to run across her mind, as she looked up at the faces of the owners of the cocks she was contemplating.

“It won’t work ... will it ... getting both in my mouth at the same time?” Jim looked to respond, but she added, “They’d have to be mashed against each other and you guys might not like that.”

Jim looked down gently at her, replying, “They would. Brett has shown that he’s not as ... squeamish as most hetero guys in that regard. It concerns me a little, but I can’t let a mere kid show me up.”

He looked at Brett and grinned, who grinned right back at him.

“Well, if I can’t get them both in my mouth at the same time, I’d like to lick them together, so, here goes.”

Char moved the two heads together into her right hand, slipped her left hand between Jim’s legs, and softly played with his balls, while she laved all over their mashed-together cockheads. Rache quietly asked to be excused as she moved her head and camera against Brett’s chest as she tried to get a picture from above the action.

“Brett, hold me to keep me from falling onto Char.”

Brett obeyed and Rache took photos. After she had taken a dozen or more of Char licking on two cocks at once, she backed away.

“Oh... fuck it!”

With that, Rache handed her camera to Lana, stripped her clothes off, then asked, “May I have one-time permission to kiss Brett?”

We had nowhere near a quorum of the sexual portion of the LA in earshot, much less the entire membership, but Lana and I both answered, “Yes!”

“Do you know how to work that, Lana?”

“Uhh, yeah?”

“It’s simple. It’s all on auto right now. Just partly depress the trigger button to make sure it’s focused, then push it all the way to take the photo. And I want you to photograph me kissing your guy while we’re both naked!”

“Holy fuck! Okay. I got it.”

“If you screw it up, I’ll just have to do it again!”

I stared at Rache, for a couple of reasons, then responded, “Rache, that’s not necessarily a dealbreaker.”

Rache snuggled into Brett’s left side, then told Lana, “And make sure you get Char and their... fuck ... their cocks in the photo,” obviously emphasizing the term that her normal self would not have used.

My mind reeled at the thought of a wanton Rache, but my eyes were taking in the proof of concept, as Lana took a few photos of the tableau ... and the length of the kiss certainly permitted quite a few photos. In fact, Lana wound up taking 11. Then, however, Rache upped the ante.

“Am I correct in that Jim is not part of the LA as yet?”

When she got various affirmations, she disengaged from Brett, walked behind the two guys, then snuggled into Jim’s right side.

“Would you be willing to kiss me?”

“Of course, Rache.”

Lana had to scramble to get to the other side of the various lovers, but Rache told her, “No, the light won’t work from that direction. At least, not without fiddling with camera parameters. Take the photo from right behind Char. Obviously, you won’t be able to get her mouth and their cocks in the photo, but that’s okay.”

Rache went to town on Jim’s mouth and even ran her right hand all over his chest during the long kiss. The commotion also attracted a much larger crowd than had been present only minutes earlier.

Meka slid up next to me, her arm bumping my shoulder, and whispered, “So, this is Rache pumped up on sex?”

Out of the side of my mouth, I answered, “Apparently. I wonder what the denouement is and where it will occur.”

“I was thinking along those very lines. We know she’s clean, so she’d be okay with doing the nasty with Dad.”

“But how would her mind respond to the memory when she comes off this high?”

“Exactly. Do we intercede or do we let her go?”

“I think we stop her from mounting Jim in front of the whole family, as that could hurt her badly. If she wants, she could take him upstairs tonight.”

“We do seem to think along the same lines frequently. Beth, I haven’t told you in a while, so, I love you. But don’t get all mushy, as I want to watch Rache do ... whatever she’s going to do.”

The kiss finally came to an end with both Jim and Rache panting and with Char staring up at the two of them, those two cocks still held in her right hand. However, she stood, releasing the guys. Meka was there to wrap Rache in her arms when she stepped away from Jim; I had followed Meka, so was right there.

With her face buried into Meka’s left shoulder, Rache chanted, “Oh, god,” quite a few times, after which Meka quietly told her, “You’re okay, Rache. You have no cause to feel embarrassed. At least, not here, not on Wednesdays. And, really, not here ... ever. Was that something you really wanted to do?” When Rache nodded her head against Meka’s shoulder, she continued, “Then there’s no reason to feel embarrassed. Instead, you should feel strong, empowered by the fact that you did something you wanted to do that didn’t cause the end of the world and did prove to yourself that you can do things you’ve only dreamt of doing. Welcome to our world, the LA’s world, in which so much more is possible.”

Rache looked up into Meka’s eyes, stared into them for a while, then said, “But I don’t know where to go from ... here.”

“None of us can tell you that. What we can tell you, what I can tell you is that you’re capable of more than your mind has let you be ... in a personal, person-to-person fashion. As Char’s been learning, you can let your pitch mentality help run your life. Look at what you two have done this evening. Char has overcome her ... timidity with sex, particularly with public sex, and grabbed another first for the compound: licking two cocks at the same time with the same swipe of tongue while being naked to the world. While she realized it before, Rache has fully embraced the power that she’s learned from photographing live, unchoreographed sex, and now she’s not only aggressively kissed two different guys in a matter of minutes but done it while all participants were naked and directed that action to be photographed by her backup sex photographer. Could you have imagined being able to let loose this much even yesterday, much less a week ago, a month ago?”

Rache, still staring into Meka’s eyes, shook her head slowly, then closed her eyes.

Still quietly, Meka asked her, “Did you enjoy that? Think about it carefully before you answer.”

Rache looked into Meka’s eyes for at least 20 seconds, then nodded and said, “Oh, god, that felt ... wonderful, being that ... free, that ... decadent.”