Chapter 7

Saturday, October 9, 1976

God! What a way to wake up!

I was still spooned to Sharon's back. One of my hands was still cupping one of her breasts, but the other had fallen off during the night. Sharon must have been awake for a while. She was slowly grinding her butt against my morning erection. She must have felt me wake up as she turned her head slightly and whispered, "Good morning."

<Good morning to you too, love of my life, > I answered mentally.

<Did you sleep well?>

<Sweety, I don't think I even moved the whole night.>

<I didn't either. This is a great way to wake up.>

<I wouldn't mind waking up this way for the rest of my life, > I told her.

Sharon rolled over so she was facing me, then gave me one of the toe curling kisses. <Thank you for not rushing me last night.>

<Sharon, I know you are a virgin, and I know last night was the first you were naked with other people. Whenever you're ready for a sexual relationship, I figure you'll let me know, >

<Oh God, Mike. I'm ready now. I've always had these romantic ideas of how it would be the first time. I've never made love, or even seen anyone make love, so I don't know where I got my ideas. I've never even seen a porno movie. I guess I've been a little sheltered.>

<Is it going to bother you that I make love to Bonnie and Beth?>

<I don't think so. I know you can never marry them, and I know they're willing to share, so... no, that's not going to bother me.>

<Is it going to bother you that they make love to each other?>

<No, definitely not. I've never had a sexual experience with another girl either. No, I take that back. Missy Stewart and I did feel each other up once just to see what it would feel like. It was interesting but neither of us knew what we were doing. I hadn't even started masturbating yet.>

<Believe me Beth and Bonnie know what they're doing.>

<Do you think they'd let me watch them sometime?>

<Sweety, we all sleep in the same bed every night. No one got it on last night because they didn't want to upset you. I've seen Beth and Bonnie getting it on many times. Believe me, it doesn't bother them at all to have an audience.>

<So Bonnie has seen you and Beth and Beth has seen you and Bonnie?>

<Watched us or got involved.>

<Kinky. So, since you knew I was nervous, why didn't you jump Bonnie or Beth last night.>

<Because, My Love, I didn't know how you'd react to something like that. I love you Sharon and I don't want to scare you off.>

Sharon took my hand and pulled it down to her pussy. She took two of my fingers and rubbed them up and down her slit. She was literally flooding. <Does that feel like I'm scared?>

<That feels like you're horny.>

<I knew you were smart. What would Bonnie and Beth think if they woke up and we were going at it?>

<Bonnie would be pleased and Beth would be wishing it was her.>

<Well, if you will just quietly roll on your back, I'd like to see if that thing that's been poking my ass all morning will fit inside me.>

Who was I to argue. I rolled onto my back, gently moving away from Bonnie as far as I could. I saw Bonnie's eyes flutter as Sharon moved to mount me.

Sharon moved her very wet slit back and forth along my cock for a while, then raised up and tried to get me inside. The head of my cock slid forward and bumped against her clit. She gasped then raised up to try again.

I felt Bonnie's hand grasp the base of my cock and bring it straight up. When Sharon saw Bonnie's hand her mouth fell open, then she smiled and nodded at Bonnie. Bonnie gave her a big smile in return. Sharon started lowering herself and this time the head of my cock popped inside.

She stopped for a few seconds while she adjusted, then started lowering herself again. <Take your time, Sherry, > Bonnie told her. <Give yourself plenty of time to adjust. Whenever you need to stop, then stop.>

Sharon nodded and said, <Thank you.>

She had about another inch in her when I felt myself bumping up against her hymen. She stopped and held there. <Bonnie, he's against my cherry. What do I do now?>

<Sherry, there are a couple of different ways to do it. One is to keep moving up and down, bumping it a little harder each time until you finally wear it out. The other is to raise up and then drop down an inch or two very quickly. I think I like the second way better because you only feel the pain once.>

Sharon didn't say anything. She raised herself about an inch, then dropped. She let out a gasp as I tore through her maiden barrier, but kept going another couple of inches before she stopped. She was breathing hard as she looked at Bonnie and I and smiled. <That wasn't so bad. More like a pinch than anything.>

I was stroking her butt with my right hand and I put my left arm around Bonnie. She snuggled her head on my chest, then started stroking Sharon's thigh.

Before long, Sharon started moving again. Soon I was completely impaled. She rocked back and forth, rubbing her clit through my pubic hair. <If it's not too sore, start moving up and down, Sweety. Try to bump your clit against his pubic bone every time you come down, > Bonnie coached.

Sharon raised about an inch then slowly lowered herself again. When she hit bottom she moved forward, then raised herself again. <That's it, Sweety. It took me thirty years to learn to do that. I don't know if you'll cum your first time, but when you start to cum from intercourse you'll find that way gives you the best ones.>

<I don't think it's going to be a problem for me to cum, Bonnie. I think about two more strokes will do it, > Sharon said as she lowered herself again.

Sharon started moving faster on each stroke. In just a few strokes she was moaning, then a few more and she was making a high pitched keening sound. Four or five strokes after that and she screamed, then collapsed on top of me.

Sharon's head ended up just a few inches from Bonnie's. Bonnie watched her until her eyelids started to flutter, then leaned forward and kissed Sharon softly on the lips. Sharon opened her eyes to see who was kissing her, then returned the kiss with passion.

Their lips were still locked together when Bonnie said, <God! This girl can kiss!>

Sharon started to giggle, which broke them apart. Have you ever had a woman giggle when you're buried balls deep in her pussy? It does marvelous things to your cock. I started to groan, and this caused Sharon to giggle even harder. I thought I was going to shoot off when Sharon must have realized how close I was.

<Bonnie, I'm not on any type of birth control. Would you like to finish him off?>

<I would, > Beth let us know.

<No, Sweet Daughter of mine. I've been coaching, so it's my turn.>

Bonnie got up on her knees and she and Sharon exchanged another soul kiss before they changed places. Sharon held my cock up and Bonnie smiled at her before lowering herself on me.

Beth moved over on the other side of me and took one of Bonnie's nipples in her mouth as Bonnie began her cowgirl ride. Sharon gave me a big kiss then smiled and latched on to Bonnie's other nipple.

It was a good thing Bonnie was getting a lot of stimulation because I knew I wouldn't last long. It was less than a minute before Bonnie started telling the world of her orgasm. I was soon loudly agreeing with her.

We pulled into the Mayhew driveway at about ten after eight. Sharon opened the door with her key and we quietly went into the house.

<Which way to his bedroom, > I asked.

Sharon moved out and we followed. She came to a closed door and waited.

I moved up beside her and quietly opened the door. He was sprawled on his back, snoring. The blanket covered him from the waist down, but he was naked above the waist.

We all went into the room, and I mentally told him to stay asleep. Bonnie went over to a closet and pulled out four silk ties. She brought them over to the bed and told us to each tie one to a wrist or a leg. We did so, then tied the other end to the four posts of the bed.

When we pulled the blanket off him to get to his ankles we found he was totally nude. <Does it bother you to see your father nude?> I asked Sharon.

<No, he's rather pitiful compared to you, isn't he?>

Beth giggled. <Mike's cock is a family treasure. We wouldn't want it to get out how big he is.>

The three women laughed loud enough I was happy I'd told Mayhew to stay asleep. I just blushed.

I gave Mayhew a command to wake up and as he started to do so, I backhanded him across the face as hard as I could.

He was confused and disoriented. "You are going to be very lucky if you get out of this alive cocksucker," I told him. "No one beats up on my girlfriend and lives."

"Who... who are you?"

"I'm your worst nightmare, cocksucker. I'm the one who's going to cut your puny cock off and feed it to you if you ever come close to Sharon again."

"But, she's my daughter. I have to be close to her."

"Not any more, she's not you low life son of a bitch. She won't be living with you any longer."

"You can't get away with this. I'll sue you for everything you and your parents have, kid."

I slapped him again. While I was talking, Bonnie was feeding thoughts and ideas into his head. "Sue me motherfucker? If you don't change you attitude right now you won't be alive to sue anyone."

Just for fun, I slapped him one more time. Sharon leaned over and spat in his face. I think it was the first time he realized anyone else was in the room.

"When you agree with us that you are a piss poor father and agree for someone else to take over your responsibilities, we'll talk about letting you go. If you keep on playing macho man, I'll kill your sorry ass and Sharon will still be rid of you. It's your decision."

"You wouldn't let him kill me, would you baby?"

"I'll hold your head up so he can slit your throat you sorry bastard."

"Baby, I didn't mean to hurt you. I was drunk and lost control. I'm sorry baby."

"You're sorry alright. You've been cruel to me since Mom died. I never want to see you again. If you won't sign over custody of me to Bonnie, I'll be happy to help Mike kill you."

"Mr. Mayhew, I'm Bonnie. I've agreed to take over the care of your daughter at no cost to you. Think of the money you'll save by not having to feed and clothe her. You'll also be free of her school expenses, and you'll have a lot more personal freedom. You won't have to worry about being home to take care of her, and if you want to bring a friend home, there will be no one you have to worry about."

"But Mom," Beth said, "You said I could cut his cock off. Please!"

"No, baby. If he gives up all his rights to Sharon, we'll let him go. It'll be a hassle if we kill him."

"Cutting his cock off wouldn't kill him, Mom. Besides we could put his body where we put the other guy."

"Yeah, baby, but if you cut his cock off, we'll HAVE to kill him. He's seen our faces."

"Awh, gee. You never let me have any fun."

"So, Mr. Mayhew, do you go with us to my attorney and sign the papers to give me custody, or do I let my daughter cut your cock off and my son kill you afterwards?"

"I'll sign the papers, and good riddance. I never did like the little snot anyway."

"Okay, we're going to let you loose to get dressed. My attorney is waiting."

As Mayhew was getting dressed, Sharon said, "Bonnie, I really wish you'd have let Beth cut his cock off. It's a tiny little thing, but I'd have liked to put in a jar of formaldehyde and kept it as a souvenir."

Beth giggled, "You could have used a baby food jar, Sharon."

We had no problems at the attorney's office. The attorney asked Mayhew if he was signing the documents of his own free will. Mayhew looked at me, then at Beth and said that he was. Everything was signed within five minutes. Mayhew didn't even bother to read anything.

We went back to the Mayhew residence and Bonnie, Beth, Sharon and I loaded all of her things into the back of the Suburban. It took less than an hour. As we were getting ready to leave, Bonnie handed Mayhew his copy of all of the documents. "Read them carefully," she said. "You will see that you have no visitation rights and that you are to come no closer than 100 feet from her at any time. We can and we will have you arrested if you disobey these papers. That is unless my children get to you first."

Mayhew didn't say a word as we left.

When we got home and got Sharon's things put away, we sat down and talked about how things had gone. We all got a laugh out of how scared Mayhew had gotten.

<Beth, where did you come up with wanting to cut his cock off?> Bonnie asked.

<Well, Mom, Mike had said he was going to cut his cock off and feed it to him. I just thought since you were playing good cop you might be able to use another bad cop.>

<Sharon's the one I got a kick out of, > I said. <Wanting to save his cock in a bottle.>

<I guess we could have frozen it on a stick, > Sharon said. <Then we could have had a cocksickle.>

<Your sense of humor is as sick as Mike's, > Bonnie laughed.

We finally calmed down and I asked if Beth and Sharon would take a reading test for us.

<Why?> asked Beth.

<My reading speed and Bonnie's reading speed have both increased greatly since the change we made in our brains. I'd just like to see if the two of you have changed as well.>

<I'd be willing, > Sharon answered.

<Yeah, I'll do it too.>

When they had finished the tests, both girls were shocked. Beth was now reading at a rate equal to me, and Sharon wasn't far behind.

<I wonder if your IQs have changed as well?>

<I have a pretty high IQ, > Sharon told us. <Dad said the school told him it was around 140.>