Chapter 11

I woke up to the sound of voices and some very pleasant sensations below my waist.

The first voice was Veronica's. "Come on, let me now."

"Umm, just a little... now, it's ready. See it's really wet and slippery now," Carrie said. "You can have it now, but I want to have him finish in my mouth. Yesterday morning you got it all."

I opened my eyes to see Veronica, kneeling between my legs, just about to descend on my erect cock, Carrie was kneeling next to her, both girls naked. "Ummm," Veronica moaned, taking my cockhead inside her soft lips.

Turning my head, I saw from the clock it was just past eleven. At my movement, Carrie who had been staring at my cock sliding in and out of Veronica's lips, moved her hand to begin caressing my balls and perineum. She looked into my face with her beautiful green eyes. "Do you like that, Art?" she asked, smiling.

"Love it," I answered, then to Veronica, "You like it... sucking my cock, don't you?"

Pulling up, her tongue still touching my fat cockhead, "Umm, I love sucking your cock, I love you, you know that." Then she plunged her mouth down again, her cheeks sinking in as she sucked, her tongue swirling over me

"Uggh... I'm almost ready. Suck it... suck it Hard!" I cried my hands in her dark hair, holding her tight to me.

Carrie had been working her soft fingers over me, caressing my balls and perineum. Suddenly, her fingers stopped their movement. "Art, let me have it... Please. Come in my mouth, Veronica had it yesterday," she begged.

"Okay, but you two help each other come... with your fingers."

As Veronica moved her mouth from my erect cock, I saw them turning to smile at each other. Carrie moved closer, taking me inside her soft, sucking mouth, while Veronica's fingers caressed me. I saw the girls each move a hand back, each rubbing the other's pussy from behind.

Feeling the tension building inside me, the semen moving from my balls to the bottom of my cock, I grabbed Carrie's head, my hands holding tight to her auburn hair, forcing more and more of my hard length into her until at least half my long shaft was inside her. My cockhead in her throat, I could feel the sensation as she swallowed, moaned over me. She was stroking me with the fingers of one hand, while with her other hand she caressed Veronica's pussy.

Carrie inhaled loudly through her nose as my grip on her head tightened. "Oh... OHH, here it comes," I cried as the thick cum came gushing out of me, pouring down her throat, the gurgling sounds clearly heard through her gasps and low moans as she swallowed again and again. As the flow lessened, I loosened my grip on Carrie's head, gently caressing her auburn locks.

Slowly, my softening dick slid out Carrie's mouth. Her head was on my thigh, her tongue lapping at the thick ejaculate still oozing from my urethra. "Umm, that was good," Carrie said softly.

"Did you come?" I asked.

"Yeah, it was a good come."

"You?" I asked Veronica.

"Yeah, thanks Art, darling," she answered. "And you too, Carrie," laying her head on my other thigh, kissing me.

I was thinking about telling them to get me some coffee, when Carrie ran her fingertips over my abdomen, "You know what we want to do today?"

"What?"

"We want to go to the lake. We can take the boat and stay overnight in the lodge."

"It'll be fun," Veronica added.

"I don't know," I said, still thinking about coffee, and then thinking about Kim and Jade and Jade's sister. "I might want to stay in town, go out tonight."

Carrie moved to kneel beside me, next to my hips, her fingers toying with my half-hard dick. "Art we really want to. You said you'd spend today with us. It'll be fun. You'll like it, I promise. And you can do anything you want with us... use us any you want, I mean, you know... sexually."

Veronica was moving now too, kneeling on my other side, her fingers on my thigh, then touching my balls. "Yeah, we can water ski, and lay in the sun, and all be together, and like Carrie said, you can do anything you want to us."

Laughing I sat up, pulling them both into my arms. "I can do that now, can't I? You like me using you."

Carrie laughed. "Yeah, I guess you're right," kissing my cheek.

Veronica pressed herself to me, her big breasts soft against my chest. "Yes Art, we like it when you use us for sex. Even... even when you hurt us a little... but not too much."

I laughed again, hugging Veronica. "You know, I don't mean to hurt you. It's just when I get going, well sometimes I forget."

"I know, sometimes we forget too," she giggled, pressing her lush body even tighter to me. She looked up at me, her beautiful, brown eyes on my face. I bent to her, kissing her deeply, our tongues meeting.

As Veronica and I broke our kiss, Carrie said, "Art, you know us... know what we like, what we need... whether it's sex or anything else."

"Okay, so I make the decisions." Glancing at the clock, seeing it was past eleven-thirty, "Now, I need some coffee and we need to shower. Let's get going."

"I'll get the coffee," Veronica said, then disappeared out the door. When she got back, Carrie and I were already in the big shower, Carrie washing my back with a well-soaped bath glove.

Veronica set the mug of coffee on the counter and joined us in the shower. With a lot of playing and tickling, fondling a breast or caressing a full buttcheek, having my cock stroked, my testicles caressed, we got cleaned up. The girls wanted more sex, but I knew if we got started again we might end up spending all day in bed, and I had things I wanted to do.

At breakfast, I said, "This is what we're gonna do. I don't want to go to the lake. Now I know I promised you I'd spend time with you this weekend, but I want to take the Vette out." Laughing, "I feel the need for speed. And then I want to go out tonight, by myself."

Carrie stared into my face. "It's a girl, isn't it?"

I stared back at her. "What if it is? You're not going to tell me I can't are you?"

Carrie lowered her eyes before my gaze. Veronica touched my shoulder. "Art, we understand. It's just we want to be with you."

Carrie looked up, a tentative smile playing across her face. "You can bring her back here, we could all be together then."

"Just make sure she's someone we can get along with," Veronica added.

"Plus, I don't wanna go to the lake cause I should take some time to prepare my speech," I said.

"What speech?" they asked together.

When I told them about the speech I'd be giving at my old school, they both got very excited, begging to be allowed to come. I said I'd think it over. Then, "I'm not sure what I'm gonna do after taking the Vette for a run. To make it up to you, I'll let you go shopping. You can put it on my credit card, you don't need to use your allowance, up to a thousand each." That made them happy. When I pulled one of the many credit cards out of my wallet, their arms came around my neck as they peppered my face with kisses.

"And can you spend time with us tomorrow?" Veronica asked, her brown eyes staring into mine.

"Yeah, we can spend tomorrow together, just hang around the pool, take it easy."

"If you want, the girl can be here with us," Carrie said, her face taking on a serious look.

"We won't be jealous," Veronica added. "We just want to be with you." That's when the phone rang. Veronica got it. It wasn't a problem with the business, like I was afraid it might be - it was my mother.

"Hi, Artie, I was just wondering how you're doing?"

"Hi, mom. I'm okay, how're you doing?"

"Well, I'm doing well. I haven't seen you in a while, I was wondering if you wanted to stop by today or tomorrow. You can bring the girls if you want."

I knew the girls would go if I asked, but visiting my mother wasn't one their favorite activities, especially when they could go shopping instead. "Uhh... how about if I stop by later today, just me. I'm gonna take a run in the Vette. I'll stop by after that, about four or five."

"I want to talk to you about your brother and sister. You haven't seen them in a while, have you?"

"No mom, I haven't. I'll talk to you about them later, at your place."

We talked a little more and I hung up the phone, got goodbye kisses from Carrie and Veronica, and told them to have a good time shopping. "You have a good time, too," Carrie whispered, her arms around my neck, her bosom soft against my chest.

Finally, I was out the door and in the garage, starting my silver Corvette, hearing the big engine's throaty roar. I took it slow, keeping to the speed limit until I got toward the edge of the built up area. "How do they feel about this, Carrie and Veronica?" I mentally asked Klaatu.

"They understand they can't keep you to themselves, as much as they would like. And, of course, given their somewhat submissive natures and the love and desire they have for you, they will accept literally anything from you. If you were to fill your house with a harem containing more females than that you have in Basrah, they would accept it."

"Good. Now, where can I go to really open this baby up?" I asked.

"I have created a road for you off Beeline Highway. Drive out there and I'll show you where it is."

After about a half-hour drive, I came to the road. "There it is," Klaatu said as I approached a road leading off the highway. 'Superstition Loop' the sign read. It was a long black-topped road looping around at the base of the Superstition Mountains. "I have ensured there will be no other vehicles, so you can 'open her up, ' as you say."

I drove the road once at low speed, keeping it to a top speed of around forty-five. It was an oval, with a few grade changes and turns at the foothills, all the curves were banked for speed. Back at the starting point, "Alright, I'm gonna do it now," I told Klaatu. "I want to do this on my own, so don't interfere unless I'm gonna die, or something."

I thought I could hear a slight tone of amusement in Klaatu's (mental) voice. "I understand, and don't worry, you won't die."

"Okay, time me," I ordered as I started off fast, peeling the tires. The Vette had an automatic transmission, but I shifted manually, watching the tach, shifting at the optimum point, then downshifting when needed, opening it up to over one-twenty on the straight-aways. It was great, the hot sun, the wind, the rush of speed, the deep roar of the engine. Something I had always wanted, and now I was doing it.

When I got back to the start, "Twenty-two minutes, seventeen seconds," Klaatu said.

Breathing hard from excitement, "I need a drink, some water," I commanded. Immediately, a plastic bottle of cold water appeared on the seat next to me. I emptied the bottle, placed my hands on the wheel, and took off again. This time I was breaking one-thirty on the straight-aways, finishing the run in under twenty minutes.

Stopped, the muscular engine purring deeply, I thought about everything I had done since Michael Rennie/Klaatu first appeared - the adventures, the battles, the sex, winning a kingdom and a harem, and now this. In a way, I was grateful to Klaatu, or to the being who created him, for allowing me to live out so many of my fantasies. Though I didn't say anything, he knew what I was thinking.

I turned and drove back to the highway, then all the way across the valley to Maryvale on the west side, where my mom still lived in our old neighborhood. The house was in better condition now than when I was a kid, the landscaping well-kept, newly painted, and with air conditioning instead of just the swamp cooler we had when I was growing up.

When I pulled into the driveway, she opened the front door, smiling as I got out of the Vette. "Artie, I hope you're careful when you drive that thing," she said as I walked past her into the living room.

"Mom, you know I am," I said, shaking my foot to try to shoo away the cat rubbing against my leg.

"That's Mimi, she's new. Do you want a beer? I've got some light beer in the fridge I bought for you."

I told her "sure," then ordered Klaatu to keep the cats away from me, she had three of them now. "She keeps them because she's lonely," he said.

"I know, but I don't like them."

I looked at my mom as she walked in from the kitchen carrying the glass of beer. She looked similar to my other mother, the queen, in the Arabian nights world Klaatu created, but heavier, with her features more worn, with more gray in her hair. She was still young, just forty-nine, and my dad had been dead a long time, since I was twelve.

"Too bad the girls couldn't come," she said, handing me the beer and sitting in the chair opposite me. "You're lucky to have two such nice girlfriends."

"Yeah, I know," I said before taking a swallow of beer.

She waited till I put the glass down. "Artie, I think you should keep in touch more with your brother and sister, and do more for them too. You've been lucky, and you worked hard too, I know that. But you could help them out more."

In fact, they were my half brother and sister. My mom was my dad's second wife. She was his secretary, younger than him, and my half brother and sister were a lot older than me, and I didn't feel very close to them. Before my dad died, I would see them once in a while, but I hardly had an contact with them since then.

"Okay, I'll see what I can do."

"Really, promise you will, for sure." After I promised, she stood up. "That's good honey. Now let me get you something to eat to go with that beer."

I told her it was too early, but she insisted I could "have just a little snack." I stayed about another half-hour, then drove back to the east side of the valley. I asked Klaatu about my mom. "If she met someone nice, uhh... who she was attracted to, would she be interested?"

"Of course, Arthur, she needs companionship and love just like anyone else."

"Yeah, I guess she was really in love with my dad." I tried to put the thought of my mom and dad in love and having sex out of my mind. I knew my mom was pretty hot then, I had seen some of the pictures from when she was younger. "Okay I want you to fix her up so she looks more like the queen, my mother, in Basrah. Improve her health too, and get her exercising to keep her in shape. But make it so no one notices any changes, so they think she was always like that, her too, don't let her know she changed."

"What about providing a companion for her, do you want me to do anything about that?"

"Let's wait for now and see if she's gonna meet someone on her own. One thing you could do is encourage her to get out more to where she could meet some men, church, maybe volunteer work, that sort of thing."

I drove over to Tempe, around ASU, enjoying the looks I got in the Vette as I drove to a restaurant and pulled into a parking space. People were sitting at tables outside, under an awning, drinking, snacking. It was what you'd expect on a Saturday. I found a table, ordered a beer and buffalo wings, and watched the people passing by while waiting for it to be late enough to head for the Palomino.

I increased my aura to twenty percent, getting a charge from the looks I was receiving from the more attractive females. My waitress, with an inviting smile, asked if I wanted to order dinner, but after the sandwich at my mom's and the snacks, I decided to skip eating more for now.

I stayed at the restaurant for a couple of hours, letting Klaatu limit the effect of the alcohol on me, like he did last night. When it was nearly seven o'clock I left, my waitress smiling as she said, "Hope you come back soon." I felt her eyes, and the eyes of others, on me as I climbed into my silver Corvette, fired up the motor, and with a roar, peeled out of the lot.

Within a half-hour, I was at the Palomino, surprised at how crowded it already was. I increased my aura to thirty percent, getting a seat by the stage when another customer surrendered his. I watched the dancer, a tiny Hispanic girl with big tits (looked fake), just beginning her set and ordered from the bartender, who appeared as soon as I sat down. My beer hadn't even arrived yet, when Kim came up behind me.

She was dressed like yesterday, wearing her short robe, tied at the waist, bra and panties underneath. I didn't notice her behind me until she touched my shoulder. As I turned, I saw her brown eyes focused on my face, as though seeking my approval. She was holding her breath, and when I put my arm around her waist, pulling her to me, saying "Hi," she exhaled deeply, pressing herself against my side.

I could feel her body shaking slightly under my hand. She pressed her cheek against my chest, looking up at me, "Oh Art, I was afraid I'd never see you again." I noticed her eyes were filled with tears, her lower lip trembling, as she stared into my face. "Do you want... " she started to say when Jade came over, pressing her lush body to my other side.

I could feel Jade's firm breasts against me as she kissed the nape of my neck. "Couldn't stay away?" she whispered, her breath tickling my ear.

I half turned, pulling Jade closer with my left arm around her waist. "Looks like you're the one who can't stay away... from me," I said, as she pressed herself even more tightly to me.

"You're right, I... we couldn't," Jade whispered, giving a quick glance at Kim before returning her gaze to my face. "I... I've been thinking about you... a lot."

In my mind Klaatu said, "Arthur, like Kim, Jade is obsessing about your cock, and has been experiencing similar fantasies and dreams."

Kim touched my thigh with her hand and leaned close to whisper in my ear. "Can I give you a private dance? No charge. We'll finish this time, I'll make sure of that."

I turned to look at Kim, seeing her eyes begging. I smiled. "I'll think about it. Let me buy you a drink." Turning to Jade, "And you, too."

Their drinks arrived, both beautiful girls standing close to me as they sipped at the ginger ale. With them so close, I was almost palpably aware how aroused they were. I didn't know how I could sense their feelings so clearly, whether I was reading their minds or emotions, or what the cause might be.

As I wondered about that, with Kim on my right, her hand on my thigh, Jade pressing against my left side, Klaatu said, "It's the scent as their vaginas become lubricated. Their arousal is a result of the obsession with you and your phallus that has been instilled in them. Because they are so near, you are slightly, almost subliminally, aware of the odor."