Chapter 24

Still Sunday morning

Setting at our table waiting for our order to come out of the kitchen. I asked Hannah and Sam, “How is the book coming along?”

Hannah said, “We have all the facts and the stories, but are having trouble tying it all together.”

“We have six or seven parts or different stories to combine into one, and it is getting pretty long.” Sam said.

“I will think on it, for now, can you write each story separate, but don’t trash what you have together. When we leave here, we can get together and have a meeting.”

They both nodded their heads and said that, that sounded reasonable.

Violet asked,”If you’re done talking shop, I have something I wish to talk to John about, before the food comes out.”

“Yeah, we are done, go ahead.”

“John, when Mary and Chris are off shift, why don’t you take them to 2203.”

“Don’t you think we will all be a little tired by then? And I thought we agreed to end all that.”

“No, that isn’t till we leave Athens, dear. You owe Mary anyway and Christine is in dire need of you. Can you find time for them tomorrow then?”

“Yes dear, I will.”

Monica refreshed our drinks, so we knew our food was on the way. Monica and Chris both served us. I asked Chris to stay a minute and asked her what time her and Mary got off, her answer was 5:30. I also asked if her and Mary were staying with us in the extra bed room. She said “Mary is for sure, I would like to also, I’m a little afraid to go back to the apartment by myself, too.”

“That settles it then. One last request would you and her want me to visit you together, after we sleep or one at a time?”

“As long as I get to be with you, John I don’t mind sharing you with her.”

“Would you check with her for me?”

She went straight to Mary, and they both came back.

Mary said, “Whatever you want John, I’m in.”

Violet said, “I think I have a solution. You all three go to 2203 and sleep or whatever and when you’re done, come back to our suite.” With that said she kissed me goodnight and retired.

Only an hour and fifteen minutes till they’re off. Our meal was over, Sam and Hannah were left all alone when, I excused myself, saying I was going to retire to room 2203. We said goodnight, kissed and hugged, but not before they asked when was it going to be their turn. On the way, I stopped at the break room. “I’m going to bed in 2203, now please try, to not wake me when you come in, if you can.”

I turned on the TV down low. Stripped down and crashed. Next thing I know, I was awakened by Mary sucking my pecker. She looked at me and said, “It looked so yummy standing up there, I had to.”

I said, “no apology needed, but I have to pee right now, so excuse me.” I pulled myself out and went to the bathroom.

Mary said, “Can I hold it for you?”

“Hurry up, I gotta go now!”

She followed me and took my penis gently in her hand.

“Bend it down and aim for the water.”

“If I bend it, won’t it hurt.”

“No, don’t bend it anymore than you need too.”

She got it aimed just in time, I was hitting the water, right a way.

She had her whole hand rapped around it. “Relax a little, just use your thumb and two fingers to hold it.”

Chris came in quickly and said, “What are you going?” after she looked. “Can I do that too?” Not waiting on an answer, she reached around and grabbed it too.

Mary instructed her on how to do it, while I tried to relax and keep it flowing. I gave it a couple of squirts at the end, they thought that was great. Still holding on Mary asked, “What now?”

“Shake it to make sure it is empty.” and they shook it plenty, so long it was becoming erect.

“What now.”

“Go back to what you were doing before or just have fun with it.” Having to turn side ways so the three of us could exit, still connected. Me, now lying on my back. Still with two hands holding it, only the head was exposed, then Mary took it in her mouth and Chris moved her hand to my balls. I sure was enjoying it. Not forgetting to help myself to their breasts in the least. And I noticed, my hands were not the only ones fondling and caressing a boob.

Chris said, “Let me have some of that.”

Mary took her mouth off and Chris took over. Mary said, “Can I have a quickie, It’s almost time for me to start work. I start at one.”

“I have time for her to finish me before you and I. If it is ok with you, I’m about to blow anytime now.” Chris shook her head yes and Mary and I continued to make out. I stopped kissing and with a few grunts began to fill her mouth with my jizz, it was a big load too. Chris took it all and was cleaning me off, when Mary put her head down there and Chris backed off. Chris came up to me and we began to make out and of course my hands were all over her breasts. Man, they were nice, but all my wives and lovers had great breasts. There was no such thing as a non enjoyable set of them, large or small. After being with Liz, I have a whole new appreciation for older floppies, especially huge ones like hers.

I didn’t get soft, Mary was climbing on me for her quickie before work, dangling her F cup juggs in my face, her nipples were puffed up and elongated from all the activity they have been receiving. Now I was going to do my best to make them more so. I glanced at the alarm clock and saw it was almost noon. Mary had her eyes closed and taking the ride, like a bull rider. She had already had one orgasm and working on the next. Then Bang! A big one, she shuddered, quivered, jerked, arched and cried out with joy. When it subsided, I flipped her and started pounding her for all I was worth, I wanted to cum in her. With both her juggs encapsulated in my hands so they didn’t fly off, I was really letting her have it. She was going to cum again and so was I. We hit it together and not exactly graciously, but we loved it, as we slowed to a stop, our lips came together and I released her breasts. It was ten after twelve. I withdrew from her, softer than either of them had ever saw me. I gave her a hand to sit up. She said, “Wow! John, that was the greatest I ever had.”

“I thought it was pretty good myself.”

Chris said, “I got so carried a way, just watching, I came three times myself, but none like yours. I can’t wait for my turn.”

Mary said “I have to settle down, take a shower and prepare myself for work. Thanks, John that was the greatest I ever had, starting with, holding you while you pissed, right to the end. I have never seen a man piss before, but what a thrill holding it. What did you think, Christine, was it awesome for you too.”

Chris replied, “I never saw a man piss from up close before and holding it, feeling the flow going along the bottom of it, what a thrill, then when he squirted twice at the end, WOW! Was that automatic or did you do that?”

“I’ll never tell, but come here and hold it.” Mary was in the shower by now as Chris took it in her hand. I flexed my muscle a couple times, making it jump some and grow a little. “Squeeze it, like milking, what do you think, now. Keep up the milking, squeezing and pulling, I like that, squeeze then pull slightly and release the squeeze then and start over.”

“Will you get hard again this way, now? It is growing a little.”

“No, not for a while, it needs a little rest. But I like this, you can suck on it a little too, if you want, but don’t get carried away the head is pretty sensitive, right now, just hold it in your mouth with a little suck now and then. Keep squeezing it, I like all that very much, but you can stop if you want. I really enjoy being fondled like that when I am soft and hard too.”

“I am having fun, I never played with a man like this, only to get them hard enough for fucking. I really like just playing, but it is getting me wet and horny. I’ll have to stop, though.”

“Flip around so I can get to your puss and I’ll eat you.” We assumed the 69 position. She was being gentle with my head, but I plowed right into her. Changed my routine completely, by going for her vagina first, burying my tongue as deep as I could, then replaced it with my finger and sucked her clit. She was just holding me now, I had taken her concentration on me a way. I was having fun with her now, varying from my traditional methods. She had no idea how much fun I was having, she was enjoying the outcome of it. It is all in how it is explained, so many think it is terrible that I was having fun. But she was enjoying it. In other words I was enjoying it and she was having fun, because of it. Sex is a two way street. But, some cheat, and that’s too bad. Back to us, I could tell she was about to cum and I was getting harder. She noticed it too. Working on me more. I intensified my efforts and reaching up to her breasts and handled them rougher than she was used to, from me, squeezing harder than usual, it had it’s effect and she started twitching, moaning, growling and just going crazy as her climax overcame her.

“Oh, John I need you inside of me. I polished her off, then climbed onto her. She was so wet I just slipped in all the way to the bone. Nailing her cervix hard and entering it with my head. She flinched a little, just acknowledging it was that far in.

“You ok?”

“Yes, it’s just that no one has ever been that deep before. I like it, but don’t get any rougher.”

I buried it again, but stayed there and rubbed around, stimulating her clit. “Oh, John, I love you so much.” As she flopped, like a fish out of water, meowing, cooing and now she was crying.

I stopped all movement, out of concern, it was difficult for me, I was building up.

She cried, “Don’t stop! Fuck me, I love it.”

Because her climax was cut short, she was on a hair trigger, now. I resumed now, just barely entering her cervix. It was quite stimulating to me, I involuntarily sped up causing us both to have the biggest and best orgasm of the day.

She said, “John, I mean it, I really do love you. And not for just sex. You really care about others. When you thought you hurt me, you stopped. Even though you were building for an orgasm. I don’t think I could do that. You really cared about me, it wasn’t just sex, you made love to me. I really love you for it, too. It’s just not sex with you, you make love to us all. Even though sometimes it is just sex to some of us, but never for me.

“How do you know about what the others do?”

“John, you really are naive. Us girls talk you know. And our favorite subject is you.”

“You, Mary, Molly and Erika?”

“Yes, and all your women do, we all consider us your women and hope to be upgraded to wife status, some day, and that includes Elizabeth too.”

“Oh, shit, and that is driving me crazy.” As I slid out. And started to get dressed, not even taking a shower first. “I got to go.”

“John, I have upset you, haven’t I. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean too, John we all love you so much, for you, not just the sex. You don’t know how special you are, you are every woman’s dream of a good man.”

I went out the door. But where to go, I gotta think, alone somewhere? The coach, I’ll go there, take a shower and think on what she said, lucky I had keys in my pocket. As I approached the coach I noticed, the bedroom slide was out and there was a brightness in the window. I entered as quietly as I could, sneaking down the hallway and peeking into the room. It was bright alright, there was a man with his pants down around his ankles, cock in hand and Violet lying on the bed posing in her harem outfit, without anything on under it, being video taped. “I wish you wouldn’t do that now.” Violet said.