Lesserton
Copyright© 2022 by ninjabird
Chapter 28
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 28 - All through rural America small towns are drying up and blowing away. The small town of Lesserton has found a way to prosper under these hard economic conditions. All it took was three men's will to attract the right kind of people to a place willing to ignore convention.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft Fa/Fa Fa/ft BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Sharing Slut Wife Incest Mother Sister Father Daughter Polygamy/Polyamory
We were meeting the Burger and Smith family at Pipo’s. We took Darla’s car to the restaurant. Cynthia was waiting outside with her two men when we arrived.
Marla showed us to a table for six. Even though the restaurant was fairly busy Sarina showed up almost immediately to take our drink orders and pass out menus. David ordered a couple of bottles of wine and Sarina went to fetch them.
“So first Christmas in Lesserton,” Darla said. “We’re so happy that we’ve gotten to know you.”
“We so glad that you and Danny worked things out,” Cynthia said.
Sarina brought back our bottles. We all watched David smell the corks and sample the bottles. Then Sarine poured each of us a glass.
“So how is Cheyenne working out?” Cynthia asked.
“Do I get a billable hour if I ask how much trouble we can get into if she falls on her back.”
“That all depends on whether her legs are opened or closed when it happens, darling,” Cynthia said. She got serious. “At the risk of being called before the bar for doing unsolicited pro bono work, I can tell you the NDA and arbitration agreements were as iron clad as we could make them under Virginia law. What goes on between consenting adults is protected. I assume you can prove consent?”
I nodded. She damn well knew we could prove consent, with the cameras in the loft. I assume she had either not shared that knowledge with her partners or she was playing close to the vest in a public venue.
“I guess we’ll have to depend on that,” I said.
“So what has Cerulean been up to?” Darla asked.
“Too much,” Cynthia said.
“We’ll definitely have to invite her to the New Years party.”
“No way. Are you doing a party this year?”
“The Quad seems to think it an imperative,” I said.
“A loft New Years Eve Party?” Cynthia said.
“Oh I remember the loft New Years Eve Parties that Tony use to give,” David said.
“You absolutely cannot invite Cerulean,” Cynthia said.
“I don’t know what kind of parties Uncle Tony use to host, but ours will be strictly family friendly,” I said.
“Or at least restricted to special friends well after hours,” Darla said, placing her hand over Cynthia’s.
“You three are dangerous and certainly the most interesting thing that’s happened in this town since Tony passed,” David said.
At that point Sarina reappeared to take our orders.
After dinner we drove to the Lamp Factory. Dave parked out front and Darla pulled her car into the workshop garage. We walked from Highland up Main Street to the traffic circle where stood the Dinn County Courthouse. Along the way David and I walked side by side while Chet strolled with the three ladies. We were all dressed warmly for the cool night.
“I don’t know how you keep up with them.”
“They’re both a handful,” I said.
“I was talking about all three of them.”
“Surely you’ve had your time with all three of them.”
“But usually I have my brother to lend a hand, and I limit myself to one at a time, mostly.”
“I just fell into this whole poly thing.”
“Yeah isn’t wonderful? When I met Cynthia, an up and coming young lawyer, I quickly realized I’d never be able to keep up with her. Fortunately Chet was only too glad to help out. Then Tony came along. And Jeff with his wild plan to save Lesserton.”
“Well, it seems to have worked.”
“Yes. But it’s fragile. As polygamists in Utah found out when that guy with his four wives had to strut his lifestyle on TV. He ended up having to flee to Nevada. All it took was a District Attorney who actually decided to prosecute them, even though the state let hundreds of others go unmolested. It’s called prosecutor’s discretion. We get the wrong Commonwealth’s Attorney or the wrong state judge and our little paradise is done.”
“Don’t worry David. I’m taking care of it. I see Chapmann after the new year.”
“We’re counting on you Danny.”
A large tree had been erected between the courthouse and the county government building, Everett Lesserton Hall. It was still dark, of course. A large crowd was gathered there. I saw Megan across the crowd and quickly picked out Carly, Crystal, Beverly and Cheyenne. I did not see Kathryn until she snuck up on me, feeling her cold lips on my cheek.
“Unhand my man,” Darla quipped.
“Why?” the blonde asked.
“So I can do this,” Darla said before kissing the Bower sister.
“Look there’s Daddy,” Kathryn said when she came up for air.
Sure enough I saw Dennis Bower walking up to the podium set up near the tree. He tapped on the microphone and everyone quieted down.
“Happy Holidays everyone. I want to welcome everyone to the twenty-third annual Lesserton Christmas Tree lighting. Ever since my predecessor Jefferson Lesserton talked the town council into erecting a tree here at the civic center of Dinn County, with the blessing of the Board of County Supervisors, the generosity of our Lesserton citizens has ensured only the best trees are selected for this honored position. This year the tree has been provided by Sharp Tree Farms which is located just one block off Brewster’s Corner out on US 170.
“Now you’all did not come here to listen to me. So lets get to it.”
Dennis reached down and pressed the big button mounted on the podium. The lights on the tree were on a set of timers and from bottom to top the strings of lights blazed to life, until the large silver star at the tree’s crown flared brightly. The crowd, numbering between one hundred and two hundred people, applauded.
Set up over at the wall of the court house, several tables were serving hot chocolate and cider. David, Chet and I stepped into line to get some warm beverages. Dennis approached behind us.
“Good evening fellows.”
“Good evening, mayor,” David said.
“Danny, glad to see your brood came down to celebrate with us.”
“I’ve got to make a showing mayor,” I said. “I wouldn’t want people to think that we don’t support the town.”
“I see even your new maid is here.” He pointed to where Cheyenne was talking to Beverly and Carly. “I had lunch with Crystal and Megan and they went on and on about how cool she was. Though I think they said she was ‘red-hot’.”
“She is that, though you couldn’t tell by looking at her tonight.” Cheyenne was wearing a puffy.
“At least I don’t have to worry about ICE hassling one of my town councilmen.”
“She’s definitely home grown. As a matter of fact I was going to ask if you knew anything about her family.”
“Not much. She was a classmate of the girls at Dinn County High School. I don’t think they ran in the same circles at that time. She went off to college on a scholarship.”
We were at the front of the line by now. We ordered and April, the woman at the table, poured six drinks into paper cups for us. We said goodbye to Dennis.
We sipped our hot chocolate as we walked back to the loft.
“Come up for a drink?” Darla asked.
Chet tipped up his cup. “Already got one.”
“Maybe I want something a little fresher from the source,” my saucy wife said.
BB&S traded looks and Cynthia nodded.
There was not much drinking done, not of alcoholic beverages at any rate. We moved straight through the great room to the bedroom. Once we got within sight of the Alaskan King Darla laid a lip lock on David. Cynthia and I paired off and Chet and Emily started pulling at each others clothing.
The great thing about a bed as big as the Alaskan is that it can easily fit six people divided into three couples or two triples. We started as couples. While I was still stripping Cynthia down Emily was already naked and kneeling on the bed with Chet behind her fucking her doggy style. This position was more comfortable for the pregnant girl and Chet was glad to oblige her.
Cynthia took one look at the couple and then proceeded to ignore them completely as we made out. Her hands were pulling at my clothes and soon her breasts were pressing into my naked chest as her mouth devoured mine. Her deep blue eyes lock to mine and I felt an unbounded depth of passion for her.
She maneuvered me onto my back and was soon posting on me. Her buttery cunt pulled and rolled over me as her hips moved in marvelous ways. I reached up and cup her breasts, playing with the nipples, which were hard as little pebbles.
Then her body fell down upon mine as she strove to increase the friction on her clit. It must have worked because she started to climax, her body jerking as she pleaded with me to fuck her harder. I reached out to capture her ass and pulled her cunt tighter to me. Her body trembled and she groaned as her orgasm finished.
The bed was big enough for me to flip her and so I did. That put us right next to Darla and David. My wife was folded like origami, with her legs above her head and David pounding into her ripe cunt. The two women were close enough to kiss, and so they did, Cynthia’s hand cupping Darla’s face as their mouths explored each other.
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