Chapter 83

November 5, 2017

Dear Ms. Diary,

[Written November 6]

Last night was hectic. Once we got back to school, Dad returned with the Sprinter to Minot, the town in which the tournament took place, to provide Gracey and Inez a ride home, while the Paleceks took Liya and Nira home. The Moms and we three girls were in the middle of efforts to keep our minds occupied and not worry about Gracey when Inez called Sandy. They talked for a while, but all we heard was Mom’s side of the conversation.

Near the end, Sandy said, “Honey, don’t worry about us. Inez has already eased our minds about Gracey. It sounds like you won’t get them home until after midnight. I’d prefer you not do any more driving than necessary. Stay over there.” She listened for a very short time, then seemed to interrupt Dad with, “Charlie, it’s all right. Stay there, get a good night’s sleep and we’ll see you in the morning.”

The conversation lasted for another couple minutes, with both Moms getting short lovey-dovey good-nights with Dad. Once we got the word from Sandy about Gracey, we three girls went to bed, our minds relieved. We celebrated by exhausting each other.

I woke this morning to Heather snuggling more tightly into me. When I turned toward her and opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was her happy, sparkling blue eyes.

“Morning, Love,” she said.

I gave her a small smile, then craned my head to hers to lay a soft peck on her lips then said almost into her mouth, “Do you want to get up or luxuriate in bed?”

“I’m really hungry.”

I grinned at her, then looked across her at Rhee’s form. She was on her front, her left arm bent over her head on the pillow, her head turned from us.

I whispered, “Rhee may well sleep for another hour. Do you want to slide out and get a big breakfast started for everyone?”

She nodded her head rapidly, at which I grinned. We carefully extracted ourselves from bed, hit the bathroom to relieve our bladders, then headed downstairs. In the kitchen, I noticed that it was just after 7, and I did not hear movement in our parents’ room. I beckoned Heather to follow me as I quietly walked to their door, which was open. Sandy was curled into Carol, her head on Carol’s right shoulder, her right hand on Carol’s chest between her breasts. I looked down at Heather, who looked back up at me; we smiled at each other. Heather tiptoed in and pulled their door shut. We quietly returned to the kitchen and began preparing a breakfast of French toast and breakfast sausage.

Rhee had just joined the four of us at the kitchen table when we heard the Sprinter drive in shortly after 8. Dad’s words preceded him into the kitchen.

“That was the weirdest night of my life!”

The Moms had stood and enveloped him as he entered the kitchen. They both gave him involved welcome-home kisses. After they stripped him, the three of them sat at the table, while I loaded up a plate for him.

When I set it in front of him, he said, “Thanks, Sweetie. Breakfast is your doing?”

“Heather and me.”

“Then, thanks to both of you sweeties,” which he followed with a grin at Heather.

Sandy asked, “How was your night weird.”

Dad, perhaps as a delaying tactic, stuffed some French toast in his mouth, but eventually said, “Inez absolutely insisted that I sleep in Gracey’s bed. With Gracey!”

Pandemonium.

The Moms stood, scooted their respective chairs to their respective sides of Dad, and leaned against him, with both arms from each around him. We three girls had immediately responded with various and loud exclamations, then sat and stared at Dad. Both Moms began talking at him, but both stopped, after which Carol nodded her head at Sandy.

“We were going to ask you about Gracey, but you need to elaborate on this first. Ooh, I wish I’d’ve been a fly on the wall for that conversation.”

Dad delayed again by holding up his hand and putting a couple bites in his mouth, chewing each slowly, swallowing. After he took a drink from his coffee cup, he responded.

“I asked Inez for a blanket and a pillow so I could sleep on the couch, and she said something like, ‘You will do no such thing. There’s a perfectly good king bed in Gracey’s room, you’re her boyfriend, and you’ll sleep in there with her’.”

Four of us had loud reactions to Inez’s words, but Sandy heaved her chest, dropped her right hand into his lap, turned his head with her left hand, and plastered her mouth on his. Although Dad sputtered a bit at first, he got into the kiss while putting his left arm around her and pulling her in tightly.

About a minute later when they came up for air, he said, “That’s not precisely the reaction I thought I’d get, but, Girl, you sure can kiss!”

There was much laughing.

He pulled his arm from around Sandy, leaned to his right, pulled Carol into him with his right arm, and kissed her as aggressively as Sandy had kissed him.

When they sat back, Carol stated, “I’m thinking that you can expect some loving, perhaps as soon as you finish your story. But you will hold nothing back, you will tell us the whole story. I suspect that I ... that your wives will be even more turned on by the end of it.”

“I said that I was not going to sleep in Gracey’s bed, mostly ignoring her words about being Gracey’s boyfriend. She responded, ‘Then you tell her that you don’t care enough for her to make sure she gets through the night after suffering a scary injury.’ She moderated her tone of voice in saying ‘Charlie, everyone knows that you love all of our girls, both emotionally and physically. If she were 19 and brought you home for the holidays, you would, of course, sleep in her bed. While the situation is different with her being 14, I don’t consider that difference to be of importance ... and I’m sure that she thinks the same. There are spare toothbrushes in the bathroom cabinet. Prepare yourself for bed, then go join your girlfriend in her bed. Don’t make me think less of you. Besides, the house is nearly empty, and we’ve packed away and stored most everything we don’t need for the next couple days.”

“Wow,” Carol exclaimed, “what did you say to that?”

“What could I say? I stared at Inez for some time, then allowed my shoulders and head to droop. I told her ‘I do not truly understand how it is that so many women I respect are so comfortable with a nearly 40-year-old man having sexual relationships with their daughters’. She looked at me and replied in a very soft voice, ‘Charlie. You’re not just some random near-40-year-old guy. You’re Charlie Williams, a wonderful man. A wonderful man that all your lovers’ mothers know would never willingly hurt any of our daughters but would defend their bodies and their psyches to your utmost. Gracey needs comforting. Yes, because of her injury, but she also needs to believe that you love her despite your discomfort with tonight’s situation’.

“What could I do? I thanked her, brushed my teeth, walked to Gracey’s door, and opened it. She was sitting on her bed, head down, but picked it up quickly and looked at me. She looked a bit scared, so I stepped to her, sat down on the bed next to her, and pulled her into me with my right arm. She didn’t quite cry but asked ‘Are you staying here with me’ and looked into my eyes. I was lost, so just nodded my head. Her face lit up like I’ve never seen before. How could I turn her down? She asked my help in getting her sweats off, but I helped her with all her clothes. She then told me that she didn’t get a shower and really needed one and asked for my help. She has trouble putting weight on her right leg, so I wound up carrying her naked body to the bathroom. She talked me into getting in the shower with her, so I washed her and me. After she’d brushed her teeth, I carried her back to her room. Then came one of the weirdest part of the night.”

“What? What,” Sandy nearly shouted.

“I was naked when I was carrying her back to her room when I heard Inez behind me say ‘My, my, you have one very fine boyfriend, daughter mine’.”

Pandemonium.

Eventually, Sandy got out, “Oh, god. I would’ve loved to’ve seen that! You better hurry and finish this story, as I’m going to jump your bones... soon!”

Dad’s eyebrows rose throughout Mom’s words. He shuddered a bit, then continued.

“I tell you, I have way too many smart, quick, and impudent wives and girlfriends. Before I could say or do anything, Gracey came back with something like ‘Yeah, he’s handsome and has a great bod, but neither are as wonderful as how good he is in bed’!”

“Go, Gracey, go,” exclaimed Rhee.

Dad gave her the evil eye, at which Rhee simply grinned before Dad continued.

“After that, I tried to get her into her room as quickly as possible, but she grabbed onto the doorway and stopped us so she could add ‘And I’m going to insist that he make me forget about my hurting leg. Don’t go to sleep too quickly, else I’ll probably wake you up’. To match effrontery with effrontery, Inez riposted ‘Oh, you don’t have to worry about me getting to sleep, as I may be racing you, given this wonderful image I now have in my mind of your man’s wonderful backside’.”

Sandy scooted her chair back and stood, then forced Dad to scoot his chair back. She knelt in front of him and lowered her head into his lap. The rest of us stood to see the action. She already had his cock in her mouth, even though it seemed not fully hard. However, it got to that state quickly, with Mom bobbing up and down on it, giving out frequent moans.

She picked her head up and asked, “Did she see your frontside, then?”

“No.”

“Damn! But it’s still good. Oh, god, I want you!”

She stood, then climbed into his lap, taking up his cock in her hand, rubbing her pussy on it a few times, then slowly sank down onto it. I noticed that Carol had grabbed her phone and was now videoing the action.

“I’ll bet that Gracey will get a kick out of this video when we tell her it was the result of hearing last night’s story.”

“Oh, yeah,” Heather agreed. When Sandy looked over her shoulder at the table, Heather looked at the table and repeated, “Oh, yeah,” then moved Dad’s and Mom’s dishes and other stuff down the table and out of their way. When Rhee moved Carol’s stuff, Heather said, “Table’s yours, Dad!”

Dad replied by standing with Sandy still impaled and put her butt on the table.

Sandy laid back and said, “Take me, my daughter’s lover! Take me!”

Dad proceeded to pound Mom into a squealing climax, although he didn’t cum.

While Sandy was lying on the table recovering, Carol said, “Rhee take my phone and keep it going. It’s my turn.”

Dad and Heather scooted Mom to the edge of the table so that Carol had room on it next to her, with Heather standing there to make sure Sandy didn’t fall off while she was still somewhat out of it. Dad then put his angry red cock in Carol and drove them both to orgasms. Carol’s relatively loud cum roused Mom. She stood and curled into Our Man while petting Carol’s right thigh. Dad’s eyes were droopy, but he stood there, locked into Carol’s pussy.

“I’ll clean her when you pull out, my wonderful, wonderful husband, lover, and friend. You make me deliriously happy. Thanks for putting up with my quirks. I know you’ve said many times that you don’t want more lovers, but if you ever do have sex or make love with Inez, I really want to watch.”

Dad just shook his head. Mom was ready when Dad pulled out, and she spent no little time making sure she got all of Dad’s deposit. After Carol removed herself from the table, he surprised all of us. One-by-one, he had Heather, me, and Rhee, in that order, come to his place at the table and gave each of us an orgasm on the table, finally cumming again, in Rhee when she went over the top. Carol claimed that load and sucked it out of her daughter’s pussy.

After we all recovered, allowed Dad to finish his reheated breakfast, and cleaned up the kitchen, I asked, “What’s the rest of the story? You didn’t finish it.”

Dad sighed, then said, “I guess I should. Gracey insisted on me ‘making her forget her hurting leg’. She had a small orgasm shortly after we finally figured out a position that didn’t aggravate her right shin too much: on our left sides, me behind her.”

Sandy let out a grunt and closed her eyes while saying, “I may need another session.”

Dad continued with, “She told me to keep going, so I did and her next orgasm was a doozy. At least, I’m pretty sure she wasn’t exaggerating, but it was pretty loud. Then, in the absolutely weirdest part of the night, we could hear Inez respond with her own loud orgasm. Gracey giggled in response.”

“Oh, oh, oh. I definitely need another session.”

“You might want to wait for the rest of the story.”

“There’s more? Oh, god. This is one of the best days of my life. Not in the top five, but certainly in the top 20 or 30. F-f-f ... Wow!”

“I woke early, before 6, because Gracey groaned. I asked her if she wanted one of her painkillers, and she nodded. I got up and went to the bathroom and got one and a glass of water. As I exited the bathroom, Inez was standing there.”

“You were still naked. Right,” Sandy asked. When he nodded, she grunted, then said, “Oh, god. I definitely need another session. Please go on ... and make it juicy.”

“Honey, I did nothing with Inez. However, she was standing there as naked as I. I have to say that she’s in great shape, and I have to say that because I began reacting to her.”

“Holy hell! This just gets better and better,” Mom said loudly.

“She looked down, then back up at me, and said ‘Thanks for the compliment, Charlie. In future, in whatever house we move into, our combined family – Nira’s and mine – will have a clothing-optional policy for our families’. She seemed to stop talking, then said ‘and your entire, extended family.”

“Better and better!”

“Sandy, this ... I don’t know about this.”

“Honey, I won’t push you and I won’t let anyone else push you. If you are never okay with ... extending the boundaries of our family, I will support you. However, I have to point out that we would be honor-bound to repay the compliment and extend our policy to include their two families. Would you be okay with that?”

Dad inhaled and exhaled with his eyes closed, then did so again more deeply.

“I still haven’t become inured to any of the attractive women we’ve added to the policy as it is. And it seems unlikely that I’ll manage that anytime soon. Remember that it took me over a year to get used to you enough that I didn’t immediately pop a boner upon sight of you in the nude.”

“Oh, Honey. They’re all adults. Just because you might be erect in front of Inez or Nira doesn’t mean that either or both will throw themselves on the floor in front of you and demand you service them.”

Carol tittered, for what may be the first time I’ve heard her do so in all the time I’ve known her. We girls laughed.

“Poor, Dad,” I said.

He turned to me and stated, “Not you, too. Surely you don’t want to add however many lovers to my ... harem.”

“Dad, I did not say that, or even think it. I was just commenting on your response to Mom’s fantasies. You’ve said, yourself, that fantasies are fine, but I understand your concern. None of us will be asking to add more to your sexual burden...” The various bouts of female laughter caused me to pause, but I picked up with, “We have no plans to add to that horrible burden, but you must have begun to suspect that Mom’s fantasies may well include more than just ‘four to six others.’ I’ve begun to suspect that the number is considerably higher.”

Dad rolled his eyes and shook his head while Mom said, “I will neither confirm nor deny that base rumor,” which she followed with a giggle.

“I’ll change the subject for you, Dad,” I stated. “How is Gracey? What’s the prognosis?”

“The bone is, apparently, not bruised, so she might be able to play by the time the state tournament rolls around.” When I obviously relaxed, he added, “She might be able to play. She’s to keep from aggravating the contusion. Someone will have to take her to her doctor’s office tomorrow, so Inez is keeping her out of school tomorrow. This has changed Inez’s plan for the week, so it’s fortunate that she does not have to travel until Thursday. Obviously, Nira flies out this afternoon, still, so Liya will be staying with Gracey tonight. They’ll both be here tomorrow night. Steps are hard for her, so we should put her and whomever in the Monstrosity for the near-term future. To keep from impacting her shin during sleep, let’s keep the number of her bed partners to a minimum for a while.”

“Okay. Maybe Liya will be willing to let us each take a night with her.”

I was in the middle of writing yesterday’s diary account when Gracey called. Rhee and Heather were at their desks doing homework, so I answered my phone and put it on speaker.

“Hey. We’re all here. It sounds like you had some fun last night despite your leg.”

“Oh, yeah. That was ... crazy good. I’ll give everyone the details, if you want...”

“Of course, we want,” Heather replied. “We heard another side, but we want to hear your side of it.”

“I’ll be ... home, I guess, before you get out of school. I’ll probably curl up on the Monstrosity. I’m sure glad I kept an in-case-of-emergency set of nice clothes since most of my clothes are now there. Mom took me to my doctor this morning, and she agrees that the bone is probably not bruised, so I might be able to play at state. But she says that I’ve got to take it easy this week. In fact, I have to use crutches all week. I’ll need some help at school.”

“Hey,” said Rhee. “We’ve always got your back, Gracey Love. We’ll probably have to split the task among the whole gang, as not one of us has every class with you. We should all get to school early to discuss this with the ... Assistant Principal, I guess. Beth, perhaps you should call Coach and see if she’s warned ... anyone in the administration.”

When I agreed, Gracey said, “You’ve heard about the revamped plan. Right?”

“Yes,” I replied. “You and Liya will make the official move tomorrow. It’s good that we don’t have practice tomorrow. The bad thing, though, is that we don’t get to say good-bye to Liya’s mom.”

“Oh. That’s part of the amended plan. She’s ready to go, now, so she’s going to stop by your house on the way to the airport so that she can say good-bye. You know, Liya and I getting more thoroughly involved with your family, that is, spending more time there, has had a weird effect that I would not have predicted. Our moms have become ... Well, it’s like they’ve decided that we’re, essentially, adults and they’re treating us like that. I guess I’ve missed that over the months, but it hit home hard last night, for obvious reasons. Liya and I are now adults in all three of our houses, and it feels both great and ... a little scary. I didn’t expect to ‘grow up’ this soon. Most aspects of that are more than worth the little bit of ... of ... maybe angst ... about missing out on some childhood. However, I like my current life so much more than I did even in April, that it seems silly to be missing being a child.”

“Oh, Gracey,” replied Rhee. “You’ve nailed that one on the head. Beth and I ... Well, I went through this last year – Beth went through it earlier, although I hadn’t analyzed the changes as well as you just put forth. I also agree with what I assume are your thoughts on the positives – the many positives, of these changes. I really like the ... relationships the Go5 have now better than those of last year’s Go4.”

“Uh, Gracey,” I interjected as a thought crossed my mind. “When was Nira heading here?”

“I think she’s already on her way.”

“Oh, dear,” I responded, but cogitated quickly on the ... problem. “Do you suppose that she’s hoping to... ‘surprise’ us?”

Gracey laughed, as did Rhee and Heather.

Gracey responded, “I would not at all put that past Nira. Are you going to tell Dad and the Moms?”

I grinned at Rhee and Heather, then answered, “We’ll have to think about that.”

Gracey cracked up, and after she’d calmed a bit, said, “Poor, Dad. He just gets no respect.”

Heather said, “We’ll see you here when we get home tomorrow afternoon. Remember, we want to hear all the details.”

“Which set of residents there want to hear it?”

“All of them, but particularly Sandy. She went crazy when hearing the other side of the story. That is, good crazy, if you know what I mean.”

“Knowing her the way I do, now? Yes. I know what you mean. I’m sure she’ll appreciate the details that, no doubt, the other storyteller omitted.”

“You can be sure of that. She’s already had two ‘sessions’ on the strength of the other side’s version. I can just imagine how she’ll be with your version. You should tell her the story in ... minute detail,” finished Heather.

“I’ll be sure to do just that. Have fun at school tomorrow. Tell Cera and Brit that I’ll need help from them this week in my enforced infirmity.”

With the general laughter following Gracey’s witticism, we ended the call.

Rhee opined, “You’re not gonna tell them, are you, Beth?”

I grinned at her, and said, “Nope. We’ll get to see how quick on their feet they are. I think we should quietly hang out on the Monstrosity in our current ... apparel and have Liya tell her mom to just knock quietly on the front door.”

Heather said, “Beth, you’re getting more and more comfortable in your skin. At least, I assume that Nira has never seen you naked. Yes?” When I nodded, she added, “Once I got comfortable with my nudity, which, you know, happened very quickly, you were the shy one. You’ve changed.”

I furrowed my brow, then answered, “You’re right. For some reason, I haven’t a single butterfly in my stomach about being naked when opening our door to Nira. I’ve always been something of a nudist, but I guess the past few months has gotten me very comfortable with it. I still wouldn’t go for a walk down the street wearing no clothes, but...”

Heather smacked into me, wrapped her arms around me, and reached up and laid a passionate kiss on me. We really got into it, our hands running along parts of each other’s body, the kiss becoming even more passionate. After a few minutes, we pulled apart.

“Whew! That was getting very hot. I was going to suggest that we continue this in bed, but if we’re going to do to Dad what you said, then I’d like to keep this not-so-slow burn going. Can you take a break from the diary and join Rhee and me on the Monstrosity doing homework?”

“Sure,” I answered. “Besides, you ... and the coming interestingness ... has got my mind a bit awhirl.” I thought for a second, then added, “I guess my mental state is not particularly good for writing diary entries or homework, but we should establish ourselves there well before Nira gets here.”

Rhee responded by heading out our bedroom door; Heather and I followed, although I had to return and get my phone. When we got to the Monstrosity, I texted Liya and asked her to give my number to Nira and ask her to text me when she was on the stoop rather than knock. Liya sent an up thumb and a grinning emoji.

We put our books and stuff on the mattresses, then went to the kitchen for drinks.

“Hi, girls. We’re discussing the plans for this week. Gracey’s got another appointment on Friday. Charlie will get her from school, take her, and return her; she should be back for lunch.”

“Okay,” I responded. “We’re doing homework on the Monstrosity.”

Heather sniffed, then said, “You had another... ‘session’ ... didn’t you, Mom?”

Sandy grinned, and responded, “I did. This one was on the island. It was oh so good. Despite that, every time I think about Charlie and Inez and that story, I get another quiver in my pussy. That story should keep me in orgasms for some time to come. God, I love this life.”

“Why does that sort of thing get you going so much,” asked Rhee. “I know you’ve explained before, but I guess we’re wired differently. I like seeing sex take place in the family at any time, but I don’t fantasize about Charlie with anyone but me. Well, but me and others of us with me and him. Well, that’s not quite correct. I have had the odd thought or two about Charlie in the hot tub with the Go5 and ... Meka. However, that may be mostly due to my interest in Meka, but Charlie does show up in the hot tub in my mind fairly often.”

“Hah! I’ll have to add that wrinkle to my own fantasies about Meka. My fantasy life has increased exponentially in ... variety in where and who since Charlie’s added Carol and then you girls to his harem. I’ve had to resort to keeping a bottle of perfume in my desk at work for the odd times that I lose track of work and dive a little into a fantasy. The perfume is particularly important on the days when I’m commando there. That commando string is still alive, not counting the days on my period. I can’t remember the number of days, but I marked the start date on the calendar in our room, so I can always figure it out. It should be closing in on 100. I so much love this life that we eight have created. I will be ecstatic with it for the rest of my life, even if no one else is ever added. I’ve had so much sex, been fucked so often, made glorious love with the loves of my life so many times since Carol joined us, and particularly after Charlie finally admitted that he’d like all you girls with us. This sexual and love life overwhelms even our newlywed days in abundance and satisfaction. My pussy gets sore on occasion, but it’s such a good sore. And, despite the occasional pang of conscience that Charlie suffers, he has been wonderfully insatiable. Do you know that he often goes to work after getting one or both of us off with his cock? I’ll bet he’s had morning sex with at least one of us half the days of my commando streak.”

“Sandy!”

“Oh, pooh, Charlie. They’re your lovers, too. I certainly want to know about the sex you have with them. Perhaps I’m wrong thinking that they might like to know the same with us, but if I were them, I’d want to be sure that our marriage wasn’t suffering from you having five lovely women that reside smack in the middle of your illicit desires.”

Heather jumped in with, “Dad, anytime you want a change of pace, you just come on upstairs and give us girls some pre-school sex. Oooh. That sounded kinky.”

There was much chuckling, though none from Charlie.

“I have to admit to loving this, too,” he said. “But I still don’t really understand how my wives ... and the other mothers of my girlfriends can not only go along with this but encourage it. I mean, really? Inez orgasmed in response to me giving her daughter an orgasm in a room just down the hall from hers. I sense a slippery slope ahead.”

Carol responded, “Charlie. I love you. Sandy loves you. We both have some of the same kinks that have us very much enjoying you with our daughters ... and our daughters’ ... sister-friend-lovers. I understand that you don’t understand how we could want such, but the only important aspects are that no one gets hurt and that we all enjoy ourselves and you. And if Inez and Nira get looks at your delicious body, I’ve no qualms with that, and my opinion about adding them is softening. Look what just hearing the story did for all of us this morning. Each of us got tabled, and Sandy has cum three times, and I know she’s jonesing for another, if for no other reason than this discussion. But we know that she’ll be playing your two times with Inez in the upstairs hall in her mind for weeks, and she’ll be virtually insatiable during that time. You’ll probably have to fuck her every morning before she goes to work for ... weeks. And then, of course, all five of your girlfriends will be prancing around here nude for months, and she’ll get to see you jump their bones a lot. Sandy’s going to be all sex, all the time, not that I’m saying that all of that will just wash past me leaving me in peace. It will not. Charlie, if you thought you’ve had a lot of sex in the past five months, you’ve probably seen nothing, yet!”

Heather chimed in with, “Feel free to jump my bones whenever you want, Dad. If you want me to sit in your lap and bounce on you right now, I’d be in your lap before you got the request finished.”

Dad gave something of a sickly grin, then responded, “Thanks, Heather. You’re very hard to resist, but Sandy’s needs this morning have reduced my want and need. However, I want this to be perfectly clear. Despite that I complain about Sandy trying to add to my harem, and I don’t need more in my harem, I truly, truly love that you five girls want me, and I definitely have a huge desire for each of you and all of you. My life this past few months has been so fantastical, that if I didn’t pinch myself occasionally, I’d swear it would have to be a fever dream. I cannot believe how lucky I am to have seven such attractive and interesting lovers as you women. I love every one of you.”

The three of us surrounded him, slammed our bodies into his, and squeezed him tightly. After releasing him, we grabbed drinks and returned to the Monstrosity. We’d been studying and/or doing homework for about 20 minutes when I got a text from, apparently, Nira. Apparently, because the text read, “On your stoop.”