Chapter 94: Lily and Pat in the Morning

Friday, April 22, 2005

When I woke both girls were still cuddling me. The bedside clock showed just before 3am, so it was time for me to get up.

The worst thing about threesomes - because it's the ONLY bad thing about them - is trying to get out of bed from the middle position. It'd be trivially easy for either of the girls to get out, but from my position in the middle it's a real nuisance. I can only imagine how 'bad' a fivesome would be. I decided to clamber over Lily, as she was the smaller obstacle, had been the least tired, and was a Liaison so had 'duties', apparently including being clambered over.

[One evening, a few from now, I joked around with Julia and Carol about how I could get out of bed from the middle without clambering over one of the girls. We rejected my idea of a trapdoor that somehow dropped me through the mattress so I could crawl out from under the bed, or some sort of pneumatic rope and pulley system attached to the ceiling which could lift me up and over the girls. Julia rejected my less drastic idea of our sleeping with our heads where our feet would normally be, so I could crawl out straight over my pillow and onto the floor. Julia had pointed out that our pillows would annoyingly fall off the end of the bed during the night, and she didn't want the bedside tables to either be in the middle of the room or remain where they were, which would be inconveniently at our feet. I would have to keep clambering. Much later, I found several very cool ways to get out from the middle, the first - admittedly not as good as later techniques - only a few weeks from now.]

Both girls still had an arm over me, as they'd had when we went to sleep, so I picked each arm up and moved it out of the way, then I gracelessly - because there is no graceful way - climbed out over top of Lily. She muttered something and rolled over, but didn't wake up.

Once I was standing beside the bed, I was tempted to push Lily closer to Pat and put their arms around each other. No doubt they would sleep better that way, now that they were unconsciously used to hugging someone. I enjoyed thinking about my being so considerate, but decided against acting on the idea. I'd be having sex with them again in three hours anyway, and I suspected there'd be a decent amount of girl-on-girl contact then.

I put my robe on, and then went to do my studying via the kitchen, because I was hungry.

The printer had done its thing successfully, so I'd be immediately able to study very productively, two minds reading the lecture notes off the screen, and the other two reading the printed notes. Prof would be very please. I'd had over a year of practice doing this with schoolwork, so I knew the system worked very well.

[[The previous sentence is what I thought at the time, and it is literally true, but some problems with the "Divide and Conquer" system did emerge in a few days. I'll explain my use of the technique a little more fully so when it does go wrong, you won't think I've been deceptive or inconsistent. We didn't actually use the "Divide and Conquer" approach to study discrete subjects at school because we wanted all our minds to be able to 'carry their weight' by contributing to assignments and exam questions. Keeping all of my minds up to date with every subject wasn't difficult: We rotated which of my minds was on duty for each class to minimize our knowledge gaps for each subject, we did a small amount of revision most evenings to spot and fill any gaps, and classwork was slow enough that all my active minds could keep up reasonably well just by tuning into the class occasionally, even if some of us were working on something else in the class (remember that we can 'talk' internally, so if a mind was doing homework for some other subject and only half-comprehended something from the current teacher had just said, he could immediately ask the other minds to clarify the material). The mind that was on centering duty for each class was the most disadvantaged when it came to understanding what was taught that period because although he'd heard and seen it, we'd trained ourselves not to think about anything when on duty. Despite the thoughtlessness, even the on-duty mind had absorbed enough of the material that subsequent revision of it was quickly able to fill in any understanding gaps. In short, we didn't Divide and Conquer entire school subjects for an entire year, but did almost constantly divide up short-term tasks, so we knew the technique worked very well. It was because we employed that technique so constantly for almost everything we did during the day that we didn't make the effort to think about how we were using it for the college courses. Had we done so, we would have realized that there were a couple of fundamental differences in that situation which would later cause us trouble, one of which was our powering linearly through all the lectures as fast as we could.]]

Dividing my minds this way is particularly suitable with a good subject such as Math. It wouldn't matter if half as many minds know how to do something because in math, if you know something, then you KNOW it. Knowing it four times wouldn't make me do any better in exams. The only downside for not knowing something with all four minds is I might have a little trouble leapfrogging questions in a quiz or exam if too many of the questions on a page require the same minds. That's pretty rare and I can always flick ahead a page, so I'm not too worried about it. Certainly not enough to justify halving my studying speed.

I'd started printing this morning's third lecture as soon as I'd arrived in the study, but I discovered that the printer was very fast compared to our one at home, so the printing time for a lecture was considerably less than the time it took me to read one. I changed to printing lecture n+1 just before I began studying lecture n (I'm in the mood to express myself algebraically). I could've printed all the lectures out in one long print run so I wouldn't have to bother with the repetitive little breaks, but I quite liked having several little breaks - I called them "cookie breaks".

During my morning's work, I hit a problem in calculus. The course assumed some knowledge that I didn't have, so it was probably a 12th grade topic. It wasn't explained in the college textbook either, presumably because it also assumed the knowledge. I was meant to leave Prof a textbook 'flag' outside his bedroom to ask him to come and help me when he got up, but I was going to be boinking Lily and Pat at that time. Calculus is fun, but it can't quite compete with having threesome sex. Besides, Julia had told me I had to boink the girls again before breakfast, so I had no choice. For a few seconds I was stumped about what to do, then I thought to google the problem area. This isn't something I do much of at home because I study in my bedroom, and if I do make the effort of going to our PC, our dial-up is painfully slow and we're restricted on how long we're allowed to stay online. It turned out that there's lots of mathematical stuff available online, and I quickly found the solution to my block. Isn't the internet cool? Sex AND math are both readily available; it can't get much better than that!

The only other noteworthy point is that I achieved an excellent rate of "lectures per hour". It looked like it'd only take me about a month to get all the posted lectures done, depending on how much time I 'lost' to sex. During that month the live class would have a few more lectures, increasing my target slightly, but it'd only take me one or two more nights to knock the new ones off. If I finished the two courses in a month, then the last month before exams (they were two months away) would be boring because I wouldn't have enough to do. I wondered whether there'd be any merit in starting a third course. I'd talk with Prof about it over breakfast.

I studied until a natural stopping point, at about 6:10. I figured a few extra minutes of sleep for the girls wouldn't cost me anything, as I didn't think they'd have enough stamina to last through to breakfast time anyway.

Back in the bedroom, I removed my robe and enjoyed the sight of the two girls cuddling in their sleep. Some time since I'd left, Pat had moved into the middle of the bed, and both girls now had their hands on each other (I'd lifted the covers to check).

I had to walk around to Lily's side of the bed to grab some rubbers out of that bedside drawer, it being 'my' side when just Julia and I sleep here. I grabbed several packets and carried them around the other side of the bed, putting them in Julia's drawer so there'd be some within easy reach in the future. I put one on too, as I was already hard in anticipation of what was shortly to follow.

I chose to snuggle in behind Pat, for a number of reasons. That it was side of the bed with the most room was a good reason, but I also wanted to wake Pat first so she'd discover that she and Lily were cuddling. If she was embarrassed about that, it was better done while Lily was still asleep, but if it pleased her, then it was best to let her see it. Lily was so cooperative I didn't have to worry about - what Julia would call - "manipulating" her, whereas I did need to "encourage" Pat to get into girl-on-girl sex.

Pat was sleeping on her side facing Lily, so I could spoon with her very nicely. If, after I started kissing and fondling her, she got wet enough for my hard cock to slide into her, then so much the better. That was, in fact, my plan. One of the advantages of this position (and there are many) is that it's initially very romantic, as everyone seems to love spooning, and then - once the right mood has arrived - it also permits very sexual contact.

It also makes it very easy to caress the girl's breasts - another good reason for me to get into the bed behind Pat - so it's a good position, and one I was soon in. I inserted my cock through Pat's upper-thighs, laying it alongside and against her pussy so I could stimulate that with small hip movements later. My top hand gently caressed one of her breasts, and my other hand stroked her hair. I lightly kissed and licked her neck and shoulder until she awoke.

As soon as she started waking, I gave her a welcoming squeeze, saying, "Good morning, beautiful."

She wasn't in a hurry to wake the rest of the way up, feeling warm and comfortable, and perhaps still somewhat tired. But after a few seconds, Pat said, "Mmm. I'm still here. This is nice."

"I think so. It's also nice to see you and Lily so comfortably holding each other." I had recentered, and could just discern Pat's attention move to her hand and to Lily's hand on her hip.

Pat said, "It IS comfortable. I didn't know I was doing it, but I feel good about it. Not as good as I feel in your arms, but still good. You're on the other side of me, so did you get up in the night?"

"Yes, I did some studying, like I said I would."

"Oh. Lily and I thought you might be too tired, because you fell asleep so quickly last night."

"I always," for the last three weeks anyway, "fall asleep instantly. It doesn't matter whether I'm tired or not. I would've explained that to you last night, but I thought both of you were too tired to talk anymore."

"Yeah, you tired us out pretty good. Lily tried to say something to you but you were already asleep. We joked about tiring you out, then we fell asleep."

"I hope you're rested now, because I'm feeling very 'romantic'."

Pat wiggled her hips then said, "Yes. I can feel your romance sticking between my legs."

She wiggled her hips again, which I chose to interpret as body language for, "Go for it, Big Boy."

My top hand was on her breast, which I thought was a perfectly good place for it. My lower hand was stroking her hair, which was a silly waste of a hand, so I pulled it back to push under her waist. I bent my elbow around so my hand was on her pussy, and so both my arms could hold her tightly to me when we get more vigorous.

Pat put her left foot flat on the mattress, and bent that knee upward so that leg's thigh was now well separated from her lower leg's thigh, giving me very good access to her pussy. We initially couldn't kiss easily, but with her twisting her upper-body and head, and with my leaning over her somewhat, we were able to kiss well. (It really is a very good sexual position, being one of my favorites.)

I threw most of the covers down the bed so I could see what was happening. If Lily got cold, and woke up, then that'd save me from having to make enough noise to wake her. Because - for sure - she was going to be woken very soon. I wanted Lily to join in, especially as Pat's body was facing her making girl-on-girl action very easy (it's a VERY good position). I was caressing Pat's breasts and pussy, eager to get through the foreplay preamble quickly. I could see that Pat's hands were under-employed, so I told her, "Play with Lily's breasts. She'll wake up soon, and she'll enjoy doing so with you touching her." (I hoped.)

Pat moved to do so, which was very easy because the girls were an ideal distance apart. She asked at the same time, "Are you sure?"

Was Pat asking whether I was sure Lily would be waking up soon, or whether I was sure she would like to wake with Pat touching her breasts? Lily WAS going to wake soon. I'd start hitting her with a pillow if necessary. Whether she'd like the breast contact I was less sure of, but I was sure she wouldn't complain about it, so I said, "Absolutely."

It took an unsurprisingly short time for my hand to feel that Pat was getting wet. I hoped part of the reason was her emerging bisexuality. Only my hand could feel her moisture unfortunately, because of the damned rubber. Making love to Julia is SO much better, including because no rubber was needed. Carol would be starting her pills in about a week, and I was eagerly looking forward to going rubberless with her too. I wished there was a way to do without rubbers, but unwanted pregnancies and various horrible diseases are pretty effective inducements to be sensible. And pretty good things NOT to think about at times like this, so why am I?

I slid the hand I had on Pat's pussy a little deeper between her legs, and used its fingers to angle my cock straight at her pussy. I moved my hips forward, until my cock was just entering her.

"Oh yes!" Pat exclaimed, answering my unvoiced concern about whether I was going to fast. I slid all the way into her and Pat repeated herself even louder.

My head was lying on the pillow directly behind Pat's as I nuzzled her neck, but I was close enough to Lily to proximity sense her waking up. To repeat the little tease of last night, I said, "Good morning, Lily."

Pat looked at Lily, who only then opened her eyes. Pat said, "You did it again!" Although Pat was looking at Lily, the "you" was obviously me.

Lily smiled, then looked down at her breasts, seeing Pat's hands on them. Looking back at Pat, Lily said, "GOOD morning, {giggle}. Why your hands stop, Pat?"

Pat started moving them again, saying, "Mark surprised me. He knew you'd woken up again. How do you do that, Mark?"

"I notice things." Which is true, I'd just failed to specify which sense I notice them with. "I thought I'd greet her this time, as I was too busy to go get my shoe." I gave Pat a couple of particularly hard thrusts, to remind her of what we were doing. It's not good for my ego when the girl forgets that I'm boinking her!

Lily had been happily positive about Pat's touching her, so I invited her to participate in something I've done a couple of times with my two wives. I said, "Lily, lean forward and give us a three-way kiss."

I kissed Pat on the corner of her mouth, while Lily moved forward to take me up on my invitation. Pat's head shrank back a little, but I considered it mostly from surprise. I kept my mouth in contact with hers, and in a couple of seconds Lily's lips met ours. Three-way kisses are silly as you can't get a real kiss out of them. They are fun occasionally though, and - more usefully this time - a good way to break the ice. We played around with it for a few seconds, then I gave Lily a serious one-on-one kiss, then I pulled back, and left it to the two girls.

Lily looked at me, then Pat, then me again. I smiled and nodded toward Pat. Lily looked back at Pat, then moved forward to kiss her. Pat accepted it, and within a few seconds both the girls had entered into the spirit of the occasion. I closely watched the serious kissing that the girls had going. My cock lurched, which reminded me of this morning's agenda. I didn't have a lot of time to play around, so pulled my head back, grasped both of Pat's hips, and went for it.

Lily's kisses and caresses of Pat's breasts were VERY helpful, and Pat's climax only took a few minutes. As soon as Pat had cum, I leaped over her, pushed Lily onto her back, hoisted her legs over my shoulders, and started hammering her.

Pat recovered from her climax a few seconds after I'd started on Lily. Pat was still on her side and close to us, so I put my right hand around Pat's shoulders and pulled her closer and downward. Pat rotated as much as slid, as intended, so her head ended up lower than Lily's. I told Pat, "Suck on Lily's nipples."

Pat's eyes opened wide at that.

Lily exclaimed, "Yes! Please, Pat."

Pat's mouth didn't have far to go, but she closed the distance slowly. If she was slow because she thought either of us would object, then she was very wrong. As with the kissing, once things got going and Lily was making appreciative noises, Pat became more enthusiastic, which made Lily even more appreciative, which... (you get the idea, including that I was getting quite appreciative myself).

Neither girl had done these sorts of things before. Lily didn't hesitate to do anything I wanted, but Pat found each new escalation scary, and had to be gently pushed into it. As much as I like obedient girls - which is a LOT - I found Pat's slowly crumbling reluctance much sexier and more exciting than Lily's immediate obedience. Don't ask me why. Clearly there has to be an explanation, the only other alternative being that guys are illogical, but I'm too busy to work it out now.

Both girls were enjoying themselves, especially Lily. Very soon Lily was well on her way to her climax. Near the end she grabbed Pat, and pulled her up so they could kiss while Lily came.

Immediately after that, I pushed Pat onto her back, and repeated the same position I'd just finished with Lily.

Pat said, "Oh." She can't be very smart if she was surprised. She should've known me well enough by now to expect this.

I said, "And now Lily can return the favor, by sucking your beautiful breasts, Pat."

Lily took the hint and started doing so. Soon Lily was using her mouth on one breast and her hands on both. Pat was having another good time.

After about ten minutes of this, when Pat's body was starting to twitch and she was moaning more than talking, Lily took her mouth off Pat's breast, started sliding her right hand down Pat's body, and told Pat, "I touch you down there."

"Ohhhhh," groaned Pat. Lily's hand reached its destination, and Pat's hips rose to help reinforce her contact with Lily's hand.

Lily started stroking Pat pussy. I reached down and corrected Lily's finger positions, and moved her hand a few times for her, to show her what Pat liked best at this stage of her arousal. Pat moaned, "Yes. Like that. Just like that." I let go of Lily's hand and she continued unassisted, to Pat's verbal encouragement. Lily put her mouth back on Pat's nearest breast, and that was how we all were when Pat's climax hit her a couple of minutes later.

I placed Pat's legs back on the mattress to either side of me, then reach across and put a hand around each of Lily's hips. I lifted her, and pulled her hips back toward me, laying her down so her body was on top of Pat's. After a little adjustment, Lily was perfectly lined up, lying face down on and face to face with Pat. Actually more like face to neck because I'd lined up their hips and Lily was shorter than Pat. I had already spread Lily's legs to the outside of Pat's so it was very easy for me to slide my cock into Lily's pussy. I was holding Lily's hips up, to take most of her weight off Pat, so I had all the control I needed to start giving Lily another good 'seeing to'.

Pat joined in, leaning forward enough to start kissing Lily. I lowered Lily so the girls' clits came into contact with each other, my thrusts into Lily causing her to rub back and forth on Pat. Their moans and cries of "God yes!" telling me what they thought about that.

I didn't have such a good angle into Lily anymore, but sliding my knees back farther improved that, and soon I was thrusting at a more downward angle into Lily. The angle, making Lily and Pat even happier. They were repeatedly informing me of that fact, when they weren't too busy kissing.

Fortunately, for my ego's sake, Lily came first, otherwise I'd have been questioning how effective my cock-work was. Lily came first, and she came MOST. She REALLY let loose. The girls were getting each other very excited (I like to think I was helping too), so each of their orgasms was getting more and more impressive. This one blew Lily's fuses, and part way through her screaming, she suddenly decided to have a little nap.

When Lily collapsed on Pat, I pulled out. Pat moaned at the cessation of activity. I ignored her moan, knowing that she'd be back in action in a few seconds.

Then Pat noticed that Lily was totally limp. Pat said, "Has Lily passed out again?"

"Yep. She denied it last night, but I think she must be the fainting type."

Pat and I joked around about that while I picked Lily up and turned her around so I could put her on the bed, on her back and with her head toward one of the bottom corners, so her body was diagonally across the bed. Lily was still out of it, but Pat was excited and fully aware, although getting tired. I could see her trying to puzzle out what was going to happen next. I'd been faithfully alternating orgasms between the girls, so it was Pat's turn now but I'd taken quite a lot of time to arrange Lily. I walked back around the bed to Pat's side, climbed on and walked on my hands and knees over to her. I kissed her a couple of times, then asked, "Having a good time?"

The poor girl visibly struggled for words. Her mouth opened, and for a second nothing came out. She eventually decided on, "God yes! Last night was the best sex I've EVER had, and this morning's is EVEN better! When Lily and you are both doing me, it's AMAZING! I can't BELIEVE how..."

She'd had trouble starting her answer, but once started, I thought she'd never stop. I jumped in with, "We've got time for one more cum for each of you, so I want to make it the best I can." Actually we had more time than that, because we'd been very quick this morning, largely because the girls were turning each other on so much. I only wanted one more each mostly because I thought the girls needed some quality hugging and chatting time, to finish on a good emotional note. The physical side of things had been a great success, and I was going to build on it. I'd seen enough romantic shows on TV - the penalty of living in a family with so many females in it - that I knew females like that sort of stuff. I wouldn't normally talk to girls about emotional stuff, because I'd be certain to mess everything up, but I actually felt quite confident about my little plan. I had a good idea what sort of thing to say, and I could keep the focus very narrow and on a subject I felt comfortable talking about. But for now, on with the sex! I explained to Pat how I wanted her to move.

When she finally grasped what I was suggesting, she was shocked. "I've NEVER done ANYTHING like that before. I don't think..."

Before she got all negative on me, I asked her, "How many other things have you done in the last twelve hours that you'd NEVER done before?"

Her mental wheels spun, going nowhere, so I helped her out, "Have you ever rubbed another girl's breasts before?"

"No."

"How about had another girl rub yours?"

"No."

"Have you ever kissed a girl passionately before? Or sucked her nipples? Or had her suck yours? Or had her rub your pussy while a guy was screwing you? Or rubbed clitties with another girl while she was being fucked? Have you done ANY of those things?"

"No. Nothing like any of those."

"A minute ago you were saying that this morning's sex was even better than last night's. Ask yourself how that's possible when I'm doing the same stuff I was doing last night? The difference now is that I've been encouraging you and Lily to have sex with each other at the same time as I am. Last night you were having sex only half the time because you were waiting to have turns with me. This morning you're having sex ALL the time with TWO people, so it's FOUR times better than last night. Trust me on this. I know a thing or two about good sex, don't I?"

"I'll say! But I don't know what to do. I've never done that before ... Oops, I said that already, didn't I?"

"I've watched you have sex with Lily so far this morning, and you've got a good touch. You're careful, and you try to give her pleasure. You're not like some guy who grabs and squeezes without regard for the girl. You're a good lover, and so far Lily has thoroughly enjoyed everything you've done, so this will be no different. Trust me, okay?"

"I do trust you. I've never met anyone who knows as much about this stuff as you do." It truly is amazing what you can learn in three weeks, when you've got my advantages: four minds, near infinite endurance (I still don't understand how that can be possible), go-soft commands, superb physical coordination, and even enough strength to pick up and hold girls. Forgoing further conversation, I started pulling Pat into the right position. She chose to cooperate with the person that she trusted so much: a horny, 15-year old boy. I hoped her degree of trust didn't extend to everyone in that demographic.

Lily was already well positioned, so it only took a few seconds to get Pat on her hands and knees above Lily, facing in the opposite direction. I kissed Pat on the lips, saying, "I'm going to slowly fuck you until Lily joins us, which shouldn't be long. You can do whatever you want at this end, but I suggest some simple rubs and licks. Listen to Lily, she'll tell you what she likes. You can ask her now, if you like, because she just woke up."

Pat said, "You can't POSSIBLY tell that by looking at her legs!"

Lily had a different subject on the tip of her tongue, "Mmm. Pretty view."

The next sound I heard was that of Lily licking Pat's pussy. It was VERY closely followed by Pat saying, "OH!"

For what I wanted to do next - which was to 'do' Pat - I was at the wrong end. I started walking around the bed, leaving Pat to puzzle out how I could possibly know when Lily was awake. I didn't think she'd figure it out, partly because Lily's actions were HIGHLY distracting. I grabbed a pillow and folded it under Lily's head, then slid myself into Pat. I started slowly and didn't speed up, mostly because I was REALLY enjoying Lily's licking of my ball sack. I've recently formed the impression that Lily is a VERY nice girl. Lily also licked the base of my cock, and around Pat's pussy, which Pat verbally appreciated very much.

One of the things I thought about was that when I'd grabbed the pillow for Lily, I'd almost starting using TK to fetch it. I use TK a lot with Julia and/or Carol. We all enjoy it. Not just for touching, such as rubbing the girls' nipples when my hands are elsewhere, but also for fetching things like pillows or another rubber. Julia especially gets quite a thrill out of seeing my power in action. There'd been three or four times since Lily had arrived yesterday that I'd nearly used TK. I hadn't been in as much danger of revealing it by flying something as you might think. First, using TK is a VERY conscious action. A hundred times more complicated than picking something up with a hand (I'll wildly estimate). Second, even if I had STARTED using TK to move a pillow (say), the pillow would have barely moved before I realized that I shouldn't be doing it and canceled the fingertips. If I made a mistake with TK, it was much more likely to be in touching one of the girls, such as squeezing a nipple. Perhaps this was another reason to favor group sex - as if it needed additional reasons! - as it made it easier to excuse touches in funny places provided the recipient wasn't looking at the invisible touch at the time. Threesomes also made it easier to keep the girls 'blissed out' so they might not notice, or be able to think about, impossible touches.

My mind was just wandering, while I was enjoying myself slowly screwing Pat during her 69 with Lily. When I paid more attention, I could hear Pat making lots of appreciative noises, which I always enjoy hearing. After another couple of minutes of my nice, slow pace, Pat said, "Faster please, Mark."

I realized that Pat had been making a lot of verbal noise, fairly continuously, and therefore probably not doing a lot of pussy licking. It was a terrible waste of a good 69 position, and it inspired me to have an evil idea, "Oh, Pat. Did I forget to tell you the rule before we started?" It seem as if I'd 'forgotten' to mention it, since I'd only just invented it.