Chapter 16

Jeff tried to stay a couple of steps behind the women as they walked toward Doctor Boswell's apartment. Diana and Laura glanced at each other, grinned, then Diana said, "Okay, Big Boy, we do appreciate you checking out our asses, but you need to get up here and put your arms around us. You can look at our rear ends, anytime."

Jeff laughed as the two women stopped momentarily for him to catch up with them, then snuggling into his arms as they started on. "I may be able to see sexy ass any time, but I was looking at the finest asses in the state, just then."

"The state," Diana teased. "Only the state?"

Jeff laughed at Diana's mock pout, but Laura commented, "You better not let the girls hear you include me in that. Granted that Diana's is beautiful, but she looks like a teenager, while I..."

Jeff came to a stop, forcing the women to, also. Smiling down at her, he said, "Baby, you sounded serious just then."

"Well, you know I'm serious. I can't compete with the girls, let alone Diana."

"Bullshit," Jeff and Diana chorused.

"How old are you, Laura?" Jeff asked, his voice now serious.

"You know I'm thirty-one, Jeff."

"And you look..."

"Twenty-five," Diana broke in. Then added, "maybe."

Jeff flipped the short top over Laura's breasts. "Where's the sag, Sweet Pea," he teased. "Breasts that large should sag some on a thirty-one year old. Most of the time a woman's breasts that are as large as yours are will, at least, fall a little to the side when she lies on her back, I'll bet, but yours don't. You look like you've had a really expensive boob job."

A little flustered, Laura tried, "Well, I know they have tightened up some, but I don't look twenty-five, and..."

Jeff soundly kissed her, stopping her objection. Turning to Diana, he said, with a grin in his voice, "When we get back to our suite, make her stand at the tri-mirrors so she can see her ass." Then grabbing hold of both of his women again, he continued, "The healer hasn't gotten you quite down to Diana's apparent age yet, but it's obvious that you're on the way. And Laura, my love, you need to get over that inferiority complex you seem to be developing. Or else I'm going to have to get the hair brush after that beautiful ass of yours."

"Jeff Matthews, don't you even think about doing that to me. I am not into pain. If you do that, I'll cry for you, and I mean really cry. It will not turn me on."

"Yeah," he laughed, looking down at Diana's smiling face. "Now where have I heard that before?"

"Jeff, I'm not kidding here, I don't want..."

"Hush woman," he scolded, reaching under their arms and cupping a breast from each of his wives, "when I get ready to paddle your ass, Laura my dear, I will."

"And you'll scream like a banshie," Diana assured her, "Then we won't be able to wipe the grin off your face after he rams his cock up you."

Jeff had no intention of paddling Laura unless she showed signs of wanting it, or seemed to be a bit fascinated with it like Arlene had been, but he intended to keep her guessing a little. Then worried that he might have gone too far, he spun Laura around and gently kissed her. "I love you very, very much. Don't you ever be afraid of me." Their eyes met for a moment, then he turned to Diana.

"And you, my love. I love you with all my heart." He tenderly kissed her, then swatted both of them on the rear. "Let's check on Helen."

At Helen's door, they knocked.

After a couple of moments she opened the door with, "Why are you knocking? I walk into your kitchen and living room any time I want, per your instructions, the only caveat being to not get embarrassed if something is going on," she teased, ushering then inside.

"Do you have some coffee, Prof?" Jeff interrupted, hugging Helen from the side as they walked toward her kitchen.

"Hah, I'm alive, aren't I? Besides, I thought it was about time for Diana's visit, and I just made a fresh pot," she said, taking cups off the rack as soon as they entered the kitchen.

"Do you need a steak, Jeff? Or will a few sweet rolls tide you over," Doctor Boswell said, looking into her refrigerator.

"Sweet rolls."

"A steak," Jeff was overruled by both Diana and Laura.

"He's been busy tonight," Laura laughed at the look on Jeff's face.

"What about you two?" Boswell asked, smiling. "Do you want something other than sweet rolls?"

Diana and Laura looked at each other. "Some toast will do us, I think," Diana said, as Laura nodded her agreement.

Doctor Boswell started the steak while Laura poured the coffee. Diana rummaged through the refrigerator in search of jelly, and anything else that might go well with their toast.

Thirty minutes later, the kitchen was clean and they were all sitting around Helen's living room chatting when Diana caught Jeff's eye. Jeff raised an eyebrow, then got up and walked over to where Helen was sitting. Taking her hands, he pulled her to her feet, an inquisitive look on her face. Leaning over, he reached his right arm under her hips, flipped her onto his shoulder, and as she gasped, started for her bedroom.

"Jeff, no. Jeff, I... Wait, Jeff..." her protests faded as Jeff continued down the hallway, then turned into her bedroom.

"Shall we go watch?" Laura said, grinning at Diana.

Diana took a cigarette out, then tossed the pack to Laura. "No, let's wait a few minutes. She's probably too shy for that right now. We'll be able to hear when she's ready," Diana laughed.

Laura pushed her shoes off, propped her feet on the coffee table, and picked up the remote. "Well, maybe we'll have time to catch the weather before Jeff has her naked and screaming. Then again, maybe it won't take that long," she mused, looking for a local channel.

Jeff took his time; it was a good fifteen minutes before they heard the first tentative wails. Hitting the "Off" button on the remote, Laura looked at her sister-wife. "Shall we go watch him push that big cock up her?"

"He isn't going to do that until after he marries her," Diana said, emptying the ashtray into the trash can, then starting for Helen's bedroom.

"Uhh, huhh," Laura answered, drawing the sound out. "Granted, most of the time he does what we tell him to, but..."

"He didn't even want to do this. He said the other times when he played with her a little had just been a spur of the moment thing, and this was too orchestrated."

"He didn't wait to marry me first," Laura said, reasonably. "You told him to fuck me in the hotel, and he darn sure did. My pussy was swollen for days. I think..."

As they walked through the open bedroom door, Jeff had his face buried in Helen's groin. She had her eyes squeezed shut, gripping the sheet with both hands, her ass raised completely off the bed, pushing her pussy against Jeff's mouth. Her nipples were hardened, extended pebbles that adorned her beautiful breasts that shook slightly with the aftershocks of her orgasm.

Jeff looked over his bare shoulder as his wives quickly got out of their clothes, "Put my cock in for me," he ordered, but winked as he said it.

Diana looked at her husband, "Darling, I think you should wait..."

Jeff's eyes met Diana's. "Why," he mouthed as he raised up and positioned his body over Doctor Boswell's, the lips of her pussy flushed from her arousal, and wet from Jeff's kissing and licking her.

Why should he wait? Diana thought. Laura is right, he didn't wait for her — and it was at my insistence. He's actually had all of us before we had our ceremony. I was worried about Helen not being ready because of the loss of her husband. But he died two years ago. I'm being stupid. This woman loves Jeff just like we do.

Without further thought, Diana moved over to Jeff and took hold of his cock, her long slender fingers not quite touching as she held his warm and throbbing dick in her hand. As he eased forward, she thought, I love this man more than life itself. And I know that he feels the same way about me... and the rest of us, as well. I know Helen loves him, and I love her — all of us do. It's obvious that Jeff loves her — so it's time. He's right.

"You too, Laura," Jeff started to say, but Laura was already there. Together, they guided Jeff's cock to Doctor Boswell's pussy. By the time Boswell came down from her last orgasm, and could reason again, she felt the thick head push against her entrance.

Helen glanced at the woman lying on either side of Jeff, realizing that they had suddenly become a part of this. Both gently stroked Jeff's cock, while Laura ran a finger of her other hand in circles around Helen's clit, but not quite touching it.

"Push, Baby," Diana urged her husband. "You're right. Now is the time."

Jeff glanced at Laura, who quietly said, "Push."

Helen sighed and whispered, "Yes."

"I love you, my little teacher," Jeff said as his lips touched Helen's, while at the same time he pushed forward, putting pressure on her entrance. He pushed a little harder, and the resistance gave way. Helen hissed in a breath as the head popped past her lips, but she didn't admonish him. He waited a moment, and as Diana and Laura withdrew their hands, he pushed again. He continued small pushes and withdrawals back almost to her entrance, gaining a couple of inches at a time. She was tight, but she was lubricating, and so was he.

He increased the pressure of his mouth on hers, gently teasing her lips open with the tip of his tongue. Then after their tongues touched and caressed each other for a while, he kissed the side of her mouth. After touching her lips in several places with his tongue, he increased the kiss, but still staying within the framework of tender, not quite pushing to lust.

Helen moaned into his mouth, her breath picking up, a shiver passing through her body as his cock pressed tight against her cervix well before Jeff expected it.

She gripped his back, unconsciously digging her nails in, her legs suddenly rigidly straightening. "Oh, Jeff. Oh, wait. I..."

Jeff stopped and waited, realizing that she really was shallow, and far tighter than he would ever have expected for a woman forty-five years old. She really looks good. A perfect balance of sophisticated and beautiful, just like Diana. But Diana adds haughty to the mix. Because of the healer, Helen looks far younger now than she did a couple weeks ago, and her breasts are standing proud.

He eased the pressure against her cervix, kissed her mouth again, then suckled her breasts, gently nursing each nipple, nudging her breast with his nose, then gently stripped each nipple through his teeth. Helen sucked in her breath when he did that, so he pulled his cock back a couple of inches, then pressed slowly forward again until he bottomed out.

"Jeff, I..."

"Jeff, what?" he teased.

"I not very big down there. I don't know if I can please you..."

Pulling slowly back, he eased in again. "What's not very big down there?" he teased. "Is my little teacher afraid to say 'pussy?'"

Before she could respond, he kissed her, cutting off what she had started to say. When he took his mouth off hers, she said, "My pussy is small and shallow. I don't know if I can..."

Jeff rotated his ass, rubbing the bloated head of his cock across her cervix. Helen hissed in a breath and shivered.

"You please me just fine, Little Teacher," he whispered, then pulled back until the head of his cock was barely inside her entrance. When he pushed back to her depths, he immediately pulled back about halfway and continued with a slow rhythm, being careful to not bump her cervix too hard. He tried to judge how sensitive she was, not wanting to hurt her in any way, but still wanting to be firm enough that she knew a man was inside her.

Something must have worked, he decided, because she wrapped her legs around his thighs, repeatedly pushed her little pussy up against him for a few seconds, tensed, and came. As she toppled over the precipice, Jeff repeatedly bumped her cervix a little harder while changing the angle from side to side.

When her orgasm began to lose force, he rotated his ass, holding harder against her womb, then got a hand between them to milk her nipples. Her orgasm reversed, and instead of tapering off, again quickly built. This time the whimpers that she allowed herself were forgotten, and she stared into Jeff's eyes as an orgasm so intense that, before, she would never believe existed, wiped away all her reticence about making noise.

Laura and Diana looked at each other and grinned as the sophisticated teacher was finally, really introduced to their Alpha Male. If the building hadn't been so well soundproofed, the girls could have heard their teacher in their suite at the other end of the building.

Helen knew that the sound was coming from her, but she seemed to have no control over it. The sound just went on and on as this — orgasm just didn't seem descriptive enough — whatever it was, carried her to a place that she never knew existed. Her air ran out. The world went black.

Jeff just held her for a while, making sure that her breathing was okay, then eased out of her.

Diana looked at his rock-hard cock, shining with their combined juices. "You didn't cum in her, Baby. You need to cum in her. She needs to feel your sperm inside her."

Diana made room for him and he rolled to his back, sighed and said, "I was concentrating on being so gentle with her, that I just didn't build."

"You'll have to correct that when she wakes up."

"Why, Hon? She had to have enjoyed it. She passed out..."

"I know, Baby," Diana said, rubbing her index finger in circles in his chest hair. "But you do need to cum inside her."

"She's right Jeff," Laura said, propping her elbow on the bed and resting her head in her hand to better look Jeff in the eye. "Any of your women would know why, but it's hard to explain. Having my man empty his seed into me is just... well, beyond my ability to express the feeling. I have this intense feeling of... belonging to you when that happens."

Diana rose up, copying Laura's position so she too could look into her husband's eyes. "Helen has had a hard time. She had finally found someone she could love. Well, actually two people to love and who loved her. Then they were both snatched away. She has survivor guilt. It is not reasonable, nor rational. It just is. She had nothing to do with the accident, but she feels guilty because she's alive and they aren't.

"Now she has another family, but you can bet that she still feels like an outsider. When you cum inside her, she will know that she is yours — that she belongs. When she awakens, you need to cum in her before she passes out again. She needs to feel the warmth of your semen — your sperm inside her.

"I was foolishly wanting you to wait until you married her before you made love to her with that fabulous cock of yours. But she doesn't need to wait. She needs to belong. No matter how much you tell her that you love her, she will know that she belongs to you when she feels the warmth of your sperm inside her pussy and womb."

Diana kissed her husband, rubbing her milk-laden breasts across his chest, feeling his chest hair tickling her extended nipples.

"Baby, we can make love while Helen is recovering, then I'll do what you say."

"No, Hon. You'll still have plenty for me after you take care of her. We came down here for you to love Helen, but you carried it past that, and you were right. We need to get her functioning again. Then you can take care of me later. We're way past when you should have made love to her. She's been head over heels in love with you since you saved her life with the healer. She's had a lot of close contact with you..."

"She sure did," Jeff laughed. "I played with her pussy twice, though her clothes."

Diana and Laura grinned at him, then Diana continued, "Helen was holding back, and so were we, because of her love for her late husband and lover. I guess I really didn't realize how much she loved you until I saw her face as you were kissing her and making love to her."

Laura got a damp washcloth and bathed Helen's face and neck, which brought her around quickly. The first thing she did when her eyes would focus was to look at Jeff and blush.

Diana got up and went to the kitchen, quickly returning with a tall glass of ice water that Helen drank half of without stopping. She put the glass on the table beside the bed, then focused on Jeff's big cock, pointing toward the ceiling.

"Oh, Jeff, you didn't cum. I'm sorry. I didn't do my job, I..."

"It's not a job, silly," he teased her. "And you did everything you were supposed to. Little lady, having my partner faint when we make love is one whale of a complement. And the night is far from being over. I was worried, that since you haven't... had sex in a long while, that I would hurt you. Trust me on this; you have a wonderful little pussy that I immensely enjoyed. And..." he said tickling her, then sliding between her legs, "I'm going to pump a load of sperm up my favorite teacher's pussy."

Helen giggled from the tickle and his comments, but was cut off by his mouth descending on hers. Just as Jeff started to reach for his cock to guide it to Helen's opening, he felt Laura's hand on him guiding him to Helen's entrance.

He had thought that since Helen had several orgasms, plus the big one that caused her to faint, that she might not respond quickly. He was wrong. When the head of his cock touched her cervix, she hissed in a breath, wrapping her legs around the back of his thighs for leverage. She grabbed the back of his upper arms and thrust her pelvis hard up to meet his strokes.

When Jeff grimaced from the grip of her hand on the not-quite healed arm, Diana redirected Helen's hand to Jeff's body. Apparently realizing what Diana was trying to get her to do, she wrapped her arms around his body and hung on. She soon had several orgasms in a row.

"Do it now, Jeff. If you don't hurry, she's not going to feel it."

"I'm trying," he said, grimacing again as Helen, not realizing, dug her nails into his back, slammed her pussy upward and came. Jeff, almost there, focused, trying to forget her claws. At last he felt the pinnacle reached.

"Here it comes, Baby. I'm going to pump my sperm into you. I'm going to cum... in your... pussy..." he gasped out as his big cock throbbed, then pulsed with the first geyser of semen.

Helen tensed, her legs stiffening as she gasped in a breath. "Oh, Jeff. Oh, Jeff. Oh, I feeell it," she whined, then locked her legs around his hips. She continued, almost a mantra of, "Oh, Jeff, Oh, Jeff..." her breasts and upper body becoming more and more flushed.

Jeff cock pulsed several times. He pulled back to her entrance and stroked to her cervix, causing thick semen to be expelled from her overfilled pussy. Helen gasped once, shivered and fainted.