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New Quartet

Copyright© 2022 by B4Rich

Chapter 8

Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 8 - John and his Harem, Head out looking for a new Home.

Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Ma/ft   Fa/Fa   Mult   Teenagers   Consensual   Romantic   BiSexual   Heterosexual   Fiction   Restart   Group Sex   Harem   Polygamy/Polyamory   Swinging   Black Female   White Male   First   Massage   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Petting   Pregnancy   Tit-Fucking   Voyeurism   Big Breasts   Size   Small Breasts   Teacher/Student   Nudism  

While we are walking back to our camp site, Violet informs me that, Bell Acres discovered the snitch, kicked them out and blacklisted them. Then they came here, was denied entrance because of being blacklisted. Once inside I go right to the shower, Violet follows, “Did you really mean that, John, that you had the best in the world right here.”

“Yes I am. You know how awkward it is the first time with someone, it isn’t just about tits and pussy, personality counts a lot, at least half or more. That’s why I am not upset about losing Jen and her mother. Well I prefer us, we all clicked from the beginning. I hope you are having better luck than I am.”

“You say the sweetest things, I love you so much, you need not worry about me, my only conquest has been Bonnie.” She kissed me and we begin making out in the shower. As usual kissing and groping leads to intercourse. She leans forward and puts her hands on the wall, while I enter her from behind. I love it this way because I can reach around diddle her clit and fondle her juggs, pinching her nipples and squeezing her breasts all at the same time, while stroking her love canal. I am so horny that I cum, while she only cums twice. On to the bedroom, lying there looking into each others eyes and of course some fondling.

“I would love to watch you two sometime.”

“She really enjoyed having sex with you, has asked several times about when were you, going to join us. Kelly and Rose want you to pop their cherries so they can have regular sex with you, but Bonnie is hesitant about that. She would though, like to watch the recordings of you and me and the girls.”

“Sure why not, but only here, I don’t want to risk the possibility of them being copied. Has Bonnie been calling Plastic Surgeons?”

“Yes, but only two have returned her calls, they both say it is not in their expertise, but they both recommended the same Doctor, in Columbus, Ohio, at Ohio State University. She put in a call to him right away. The receptionist said to send pictures and that he only takes a few cases a year, and this year is full up. She is familiar with her, having read the book, that it might take a week to get back to her.

The kissing and groping finally got the best of us, Violet rolled me onto my back and mounted me. She knows I like the access to her breasts, perfect in every way. She let’s me play all I want, sucking and pulling. Not like some I have heard about that won’t allow their husbands to touch them. Violet really enjoys it, but no one could more than me. We are both enjoying ourselves, she cums once and keeps on going trying to get another one before I do. We both share an orgasm together.

As far as my conquests go, June caught me in the shower and wanted me to fuck her, but I told her only oral. She said she wanted to Fuck not suck, then left the shower. She must have told every female in the place. I was no longer approached, by any more women. After awhile I noticed that well over half of the guests had Red bands on.

The Supreme Court of Georgia. Gave us a wonderful early Christmas present. They, came down with a verdict, but three days before, George Henry, disappears, but he is tracked by the FBI, not Georgia or Atlanta cops, to Key West, where he was chartering a boat to take him to Cuba, and was arrested. The ruling was to vacate the convictions of Bonnie Ann Sylvester, to pay her $20,000.00 for her time spent in prison. Suggested that the Attorney General issue Bonnie a License to practice law in Georgia, to Disbar all the attorneys, named in her deposition and all the firm’s partners at the time of the ordeal, plus the trial judge and Prosecuting Attorney. And also suggested an investigation into the goings on of the Georgia State Police. The Atlanta District Attorney had no other choice but to charge George Henry with all the crimes, that Bonnie had been found guilty of, plus several more. Also, instead of issuing her a new license, her old one, was retrieved from her file and sent it to her.

After the announcement of the ruling. At the financial firm, that Jake worked at there was talk about the book and wonderment about if she was related to one of the associates, Jake Sylvester. His receptionist realized that she had made a big mistake. Telling Jake was the hardest thing she would ever have too do. He took it well, everyone thought he was single, so it was an honest mistake, they retrieved the phone number from the phone records. Called but no answer and the voice mail box had not been set-up. He tried several times a day, till the service said that the phone was no longer in service. He figured out that she was probably in one of the Carolina’s, from all the PR she had gotten, he hired investigators in the area, to no success, she was being too well protected. Two days before Christmas, Kelly found the phone while cleaning the camper and noticed that there were about fifty or more missed calls, then the battery went dead. She put it on charge, then went next door to the Marshall’s, to find her Mom, she was not there so she went to the camp store and bought a phone card. Arriving back at the camper, she loaded the new minutes in the phone. After a short charge she turned it on, looked at the missed calls numbers, and called the first one. An operator answered, it was a financial firm, but it was an automated answer machine that gave her options, She hung on the line to talk to an operator. The person asked who she wanted to connect with, and she said that she wasn’t sure, but had several missed calls from that number.

The lady said without a name or number she could not help her, so out of desperation, she asked,” is there a Mr. Sylvester there,” she said “yes.”

“My I ask who is calling please.”

She answered “Kelly Sylvester.”

Then she heard the ringing and a nice voice answered, “Mr Sylvester’s office, is he expecting your call,”

“I don’t think so.”

“May I ask who is calling.”

“Kelly Sylvester” she replied. The receptionist noticed that the number seemed familiar.

Said “Just a minute please,” and hit the intercom button, “sir there is a Kelly Sylvester on the line for you.” Jake said, “thank you, that’s my daughter.” Picked up the phone and said “hi Kelly,” with a crack in his voice.

“Daddy is it really you?”

He was barely able to answer, “yes.”

Bonnie entered the camper and noticed the phone, asked who was she talking to. She said “it’s Dad. Do you want to talk to him,”

“Hell no” was her response.

Kelly is crying now, “but mama. Please I called him.”

“Tell him you will call back later, I want to know what you are doing first.”

He said, “wait Kelly here is my direct number, and I have never stopped loving you.” He called every day several times, until Bonnie would talk to him.

Jake arrived the day after Christmas, He had convinced Bonnie that he tried to find her, but he was 2 years late cause she was gone, having been released 2 years before. He said that he never stopped loving her. She wondered why it took so long, he could have contacted her in prison, or during her trial. She was under arrest in the hospital, unconscious. Then 5 days awake and in jail, then the trial only took 1 day. And she was gone, shipped to a prison in Nevada.

New Years Eve, the resort put on a very good celebration and fire works show. New Years Day, I grilled steaks outside for all, Violet baked potatoes Bonnie made a big salad. Plus we had some local grown sweet corn, that we had bought at a local roadside stand. I asked Bonnie if she would be moving to Columbus, Ohio soon. She said not till she gets a firm date from the doctor there. We were going to move on, where, we didn’t know, but it would be south for sure. The resort was closing next week, till May 1st, New Years day all but Bonnie and us, and about 6 others stayed. Two days later we were the only ones there, We had warned the girls about volunteering to give Jake a blow job, Kelly said she wouldn’t anyway cause he is her father.

Since they were a family now, I offered all the important papers back to Bonnie. She said to hang on to them. That Rose may not be going with them, not because she wasn’t welcome, she didn’t want to, already she felt a hostility from Jake, he didn’t make over her like Kelly, and barely talked to her, like he did the other girls. But decisions needed to be made soon. Bonnie and Jake had not made love yet. Jake seemed to be repulsed by her scar. Asking her to wear her mask. He’s been here a week now and the only reason Bonnie allowed him to come here was Kelly. He slept on their couch and Bonnie and the girls in the bed. Rose asked if Bonnie was going with him, if so she was going with us. Bonnie decided that Rose would go with whoever she wanted to, Bonnie was not making any decisions till after surgery. She called around and found a trailer park in Columbus, and made a reservation. Jake was going to go with them and help with the driving, then fly back to Chicago. We decided that we were going to Key West, for the winter. We were packing up to leave, Kelly was moving all her stuff from our home, to her Mom’s, Rose was setting under the canopy, looking very serious, then she got up and announced that Key West sounded a lot better than Columbus, Ohio. And started moving out of her Mom’s camper. Two little trips was all it took. I put $5,000.00 in an envelope marked Carolina, and $2,500 in one marked Bell Acres, even though we never stayed there.

We were not close to being packed up, I asked for volunteers to drive to Bell Acres and deliver the envelope and we would stop at Simpsonville, South Carolina and wait for them. Violet and Samantha volunteered and took off right away. It was January 4th., Too cold to be at a nudist campground, other than not warm enough to go without clothing, the weather was nice. We finally got all packed up. I delivered the envelope and said good bye to our hosts. On the road again. That lay over sure was nice, especially the eye candy, part. We had all gotten a deep even tan. Rose said that if we stayed at another Nudist Camp she was going to cut out a heart shape and put it on one of her ass cheeks, so she could see how much tan she had. We all laughed. We talked on the phone in route to Simpsonville, we were about 30 minutes ahead of them. We stopped at a truck stop to fuel up, it took a lot, we had traveled almost 700 miles. Pulled away from the pumps and put down the ramp, just as Violet and Samantha drove in, so they just pulled right in. We secured the car. then we were on the road to Charleston. Time about 12:30. We arrived in Charleston, a little after 4PM. Found a Wall-Mart and unloaded the car. We headed to Olive Garden, for a regular meal, not Apple Bees for a change. Violet told me later, that the girls wanted to go to Apple Bees, but she talked them into Olive Garden instead, just for me. Is she a Honey or what, and she is my Honey. We parked the car in the town center and took a ride in a horse drawn carriage, the driver told us all about the city and places we should see, while here. We went to Wall Mart and crashed, at about 9PM, no sex just sleep, all of us on the big bed. Me, Violet, Sam then Hannah, on my other side was Rose and Sue, Sue usually slept next to me but Rose wanted to tonight.

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