Chapter 37: Carol Gives Me a Backrub

Sunday, April 10, 2005 (Continued)

I wiped my hands and sent a text message to Julia, saying "Rub starts at 11:30 so you can call before. Had long talk with Carol, looks v good for 3 at once. I love and impressed by you. Great future ahead at this end, hope all well your end?"

About ten minutes later Julia called back. She explained that her family were still discussing the issue, but accepted the major elements of the plan. They were mainly discussing minor details.

I was ENORMOUSLY relieved, but had to double-check, "You mean they're happy with Carol and me having sex in their home?"

"Not happy, but they've agreed to it. They're very worried about your parents not knowing, but the genetic logic is hard to argue with. Once my parents make a decision they do their best by it, so they'll support you and Carol properly. Mom almost cried when I described my ideas for our three-way wedding. She's very enthusiastic to help prepare that. She and I are going to have a busy next few days."

"What about their daughter having three-way sex? I thought that'd cause all sorts of problems."

"I knew they wouldn't get upset about bisexual sex, and I didn't think they'd object to our threesome. I tried to be very determined but they caved in so quickly they robbed me of the fun of getting explicit on them. They've agreed to get a bigger bed for delivery during the day on Thursday, so they're fine with it. Mom thinks it's such a good idea she probably would've gently suggested it to me anyway. It's obviously the best way to make sure the three of us bond well and that our relationship works without barriers. Mom said it was 'Open and honest in every direction and manner.' I wasn't going to give them a choice, but they didn't need one.

^-- "There's one main thing that worries them: they're very uncomfortable about deceiving your parents. I haven't even hinted at your TK, but if you showed it to them it'd go a long way toward convincing them that the genetic possibility is even more important than they think now. It'd make them feel a lot better about their decision to support you."

"I'd be surprised if I didn't end up showing it to your father sooner or later anyway, so we might as well make it sooner. And it seems to me that it wouldn't be right not to include your mother, unless you think it'd be okay to show one without the other?

"No, please show them both. I'd be very uncomfortable asking Dad to keep something that important from Mom, especially as it's an important reason for why we're doing the things we are."

"That's what I thought. I'm happy to show them both, although I do think your mom owes me some more roast chicken dinners for it, haha. I'm not so happy about showing your brothers though, sorry. I hardly known them, and it's a big secret to trust them with."

"Don't worry about them. I'm very happy that you're showing Mom and Dad. Thanks very much for that. I know it'll blow their minds, and it'll make a huge difference to how they see you. At the moment they think you're just a top quality human in several areas, but that puts you straight into the superhuman category, which blows away worrying about many of the usual rules.

^-- "Superhuman is UNBELIEVABLE, Mark. You seem so casual about it, but it's the most incredible thing I have EVER heard of, let alone been right in the middle of! Mom and Dad will think the same. The idea of you and Carol having babies will be irresistible to them. I wouldn't be surprised if oysters were on the menu every night you and Carol are over here for dinner, haha.

^-- "My brothers were included in the family discussion, so they know everything that Mom and Dad know so far, including why Mom and Dad are uncomfortable with their decision. After you show your TK to Mom and Dad, what I'm sure will happen is that they'll tell The Boys that something else came up which completely confirmed their decision, but there's a good reason not to tell The Boys what it is. Andrew and Robert will respect that. By the way, they're amazed at what their little sister is doing. Their teenage years were NOTHING like mine are turning into, haha.

^-- "After we hang up I'll tell just Mom and Dad that you have a superhuman ability. Not what it is, but that you've agreed to show it to them after the ceremony. That's because I want to tell Carol that she's the second person after me to know about it. Mom and Dad knowing that you have a superhuman ability will be enough for me to relieve their worries until the ceremony, and after that they'll be blown away by you.

^-- "With your agreeing to a TK demonstration, it'll be an easy sell at this end. They're already okay with my three-way marriage idea, so TK will make them want to stand behind you when you're having sex with Carol, so they can cheer you on, haha. You say everything's good at your end?"

I quickly outlined the latest developments with Carol:

• Her getting cooking lessons from Mom.

• Her exercising, to be "beautiful, healthy and fit".

• Her sitting on my lap in my room.

• My loosening her T-shirt and her assistance by sucking in her tummy.

• My rubbing Carol's breast and our delight at my playing with her nipple.

• My invented justification for our testing Carol. Julia said, "Good. I'll stay consistent with that."

• Carol's sexual orientation being mostly me, but definitely could include Julia. Reading between the lines, Carol's sexual horizons seemed to widen when being ordered to do things or doing things in public.

I couldn't resist explaining the last point in more detail (I quite enjoy thinking about sex), "I suggested to Carol that she shouldn't wear jeans around me in the future, only dresses or skirts, so I could run my hand all the way to the top of her legs. She easily agreed to that. Then I added that you might want to feel up Carol's legs too, so it'll be interesting to see how she dresses around you in the future. I've a feeling you won't be seeing any jeans. Later I got her to confirm that she'd perform whatever sexual activity I order her to do in private, including getting you off by licking your pussy. By then Carol was very turned on by our discussion and I could see she liked the idea of doing that. I'm pretty sure she'll be agreeable to having sex with you during your sleepover on Wednesday."

Julia said, "Good. I like the idea of the three of us being that close."

"Imagine how I feel!"

"Haha. Would 'happy' be a good guess?"

"I think you undershot the mark, AND the anderson, that's how bad a shot you are."

"That's such a bad joke, it's ALMOST funny."

"Unlike the rest of my jokes then. I've got a small question to ask you and changing the subject seems like a good idea. When I was talking to Carol about our justification I followed your lead by talking about dozens of girls being interested in me, but I didn't understand why. On the phone with her you talked about ridiculous numbers of girls. What was up with that?"

"You don't realize how good your reputation is, Mark. You're the smartest person at school by such a wide margin there's no competition. People can tell by the way you move that you're athletic and you don't wear glasses so you don't look even slightly geeky.

^-- "Lastly, you're NICE. You're NEVER rude or impolite to anyone, and I can't recall you ever doing or being involved in anything unpleasant all year, which is unusual because most guys get carried away sometimes, especially the ones who are trying to get girls' attention. But most important, you're always attentive and respectful toward me. Other girls naturally pay a lot of attention to how a guy treats his girlfriend when they're thinking about that guy's desirability as their boyfriend.

^-- "You're not interested in the sluts that hit on you. Every girl at school knows you not only refused to 'respond' to Annette Neumeyer, but you shot her down. Any girl who has got half a brain - which is most of them when it comes to letting a boy get close - knows you'd be a very good catch. I predict there'll be more girls coming to your soccer games after your cast comes off because they'll be checking you out now that word about you has spread so widely, especially after you cleverly and bravely used your phone to draw Carlo Brown off me. You had no way of defending yourself with only one arm, but you didn't hesitate to step in to protect me." (Carlo Brown is Biff#4.)

^-- "If I'd told Carol two years ago that hundreds of girls were interested in you, she would've laughed in my face. I've been saying that to her recently and she's never demurred. Not just because of her own feelings either. She's heard enough girls talking about you to believe it.

^-- "As much as I'd like to keep telling you how wonderful you are and how lucky I am, I should get back to my parents so I can tell them about your special ability and discuss the consequences. Plus Mom and I have an ENORMOUS amount of wedding planning to do, so I probably won't call you again tonight. Have fun with Carol, but not too much fun please because I'd very much like to save that for Thursday."

"I'll behave myself, darling. Or to be more accurate, I won't misbehave too much. Can I quickly ask you something please. You don't sound the slightest bit jealous. You even sound happy. At school I thought you were going to claw the eyes out of some of the girls who've stupidly tried to come on to me. How come you've changed so much?"

"Many reasons. The main one is that jealousy is when the person wants to hang on to something for themselves. I don't think I'm losing you. I'm gaining Carol and helping you, so I'm happy. Especially because I know you'll be VERY happy. My family is waiting for me and there's no urgency to talk about my non-jealousy. I'll talk with you tomorrow. Goodnight, love."

I decided a shower would be a good idea. I enjoyed jacking myself off during it too, as I still had a LONG list of Carol and Julia fantasies that I hadn't used yet. After showering I dressed myself in clean underwear, a T-shirt and tracksuit pants. I made myself a snack, and then worked - with steadily decreasing concentration - until 10pm, when I heard my parents go to bed. Thereafter I had almost no concentration at all.

At 11pm it was time to change which mind was on duty, but we had a mutiny! The mind whose turn it was - amusingly #4 - expressed considerable reluctance to ignore the next hour's events. You can probably guess how many of my other minds were willing to swap duties with him. After teasing #4 a little, we agreed that just this once it'd be fine to have no mind on centering duty.

At 11:30 exactly (promptness, a good trait in a serving girl), there was a faint knock on the door, and Carol quietly opened my door and equally quietly shut it behind her (discretion, another good trait).

The T-shirt she was wearing clearly showed two hard nipples. The sexual excitement they advertised was another good trait (and the nipples themselves were looking promising too). Already Carol had more than enough good traits to be offered the job, and she'd been in my room for barely a second.

From the conversation I'd overheard between Julia and Carol, I knew that Carol should be going completely commando under her T-shirt. That she was not wearing a bra was wonderfully obvious. Her large, unrestrained breasts were pushing the T-shirt out from her torso a considerable distance, with her small but delightfully erect nipples proudly declaring, "Look, no bra!"

Carol's T-shirt was not a long one, so it covered her crotch and only a couple of inches more. I knew that some very interesting parts of her were going to be uncovered whenever she bent over to massage me. Given that she was going to be bending over the entire time, it was going to be very easy for me to confirm that Carol had followed the rest of Julia's lack-of-clothing advice. This was going to be a GREAT night, although I was worried about how great to make it.

I had already decided on the first thing to do though, assuming that Carol was as eager as she'd been when she'd left. I had previously noted how well sexual imagery worked on Carol (on me too, come to that), and I had thought up a good one to use. As Carol was entering my room and shutting the door behind her, I'd closed my books, put down my pen, and stood up.

She closed the door behind her then turned to face me, with a nervous, excited look on her face. I walked the few steps required to reach her, then raised both my hands and simultaneously pinched both her nipples between each thumb and forefinger, giving them a few little squeezes and rolling them gently.

I said, "Good. I'm glad to see that you're sexually excited at the thought of seeing my body. That'll make your job as our serving girl more enjoyable to you."

Poor Carol hadn't expected to be touched so intimately so quickly. Her breathing got ragged, and I could see her legs shake. She stammered, "Wh ... Why?"

"Part of your duties will be to serve Julia and me with our meals. We make love a great deal and for some of our meals we'll be too busy having sex to come to the table, so you'll have to bring our meals to us. When you do so you'll see me fucking her, maybe her underneath me and me thrusting my cock in and out of her. Maybe her on top of me, with her bouncing up and down on my cock, with her breasts bouncing up and down in rhythm with her movements. Maybe I'll be kneeling between her knees licking her pussy. I LOVE licking her pussy because she tastes delicious. You'll discover that for yourself if she ever orders you to lick her pussy."

"{Gasp}."

"Julia loves having her pussy licked, and I can always bring her to a climax by licking and fingering her. Or maybe I'll be lying down, and she'll be sucking my cock. We do that sometimes, although I prefer to lick her because her pussy is so delicious. Another thing we do sometimes is for her to be lying face down on the bed with her belly on two pillows to hold her lovely ass up in the air, so I can fuck her in her asshole."

"{Gasp}. In her ... bottom?" Julia had already given Carol highly complimentary and PRECISE details of everything we'd done. Carol wasn't surprised by what I was saying, but needed to stall for time to recover from the suddenness of my sexual imagery assault.

"Absolutely, Julia loves that sometimes. She says I'm an incredibly good lover, the best in the world she insists, and she loves me to fuck her every way we can think of. And I think she is very sexy too, so I love to fuck her as often as possible, often for several hours."

Poor Carol. I almost felt sorry for her, especially as my hands were still playing with her breasts. I was enjoying myself immensely, sometimes indulging in stimulating her nipples, or something that was a new experience for me, cupping a breast in my hand so I could feel how heavy it was, while still being able to flick her nipples with my thumbs. I was enjoying their "heft" (that word seems so perfect for what I was doing, and Carol's breasts had a fantastic amount of "heft").

Carol was getting more and more flustered. During my story she'd blindly reached backward with both of her hands to find the door handle, then grasped it and put most of her weight on it. That was the only way she could hold herself up. I didn't mind, as it caused her breasts to be pushed out and made even more available. She made a groaning sound, which was music to my ears.

I went in for the kill, "So imagine it's breakfast time, and you've brought our breakfast to our bedroom, only to discover that we are making love yet again, as we so often will be. We don't want our breakfast to be ruined by leaving it to sit beside the bed, maybe for hours, and we do need our food because we make love very vigorously, so obviously you'll have to feed us while we're making love."

"Oh."

I didn't think Carol would know what the "69 position" was, so I continued with, "Imagine Julia is lying on her back, and I am positioned so my knees are either side of her head. She will be sucking my cock, and I will have my head between her legs licking her pussy. Julia and I like that position, so we do it quite often. When Julia needs to be fed, I won't be able to help you as my face will be buried between her legs, licking and sucking, nibbling, rubbing, drinking, flicking, and just being very busy giving her as much sexual stimulation as possible.

^-- "Julia loves me doing those things to her and she bucks her hips like a wild horse, so I have to wrap both my arms tightly around her upper-thighs in order to hang on, otherwise she bucks me off. That also means I can use the fingers of one hand on her pussy, penetrating in and out of her cunt, or rubbing her clit, or lots of other things. And I can use my other hand to thrust fingers in and out of her asshole. So you can imagine that I cannot help you feed Julia because I'll be far too busy."

I doubted Carol could understand very much at all now, judging by the very glazed look on her face.

"Julia's mouth will also be extremely busy sucking and licking my cock, moving from the very end of my cock, and swallowing more and more of it until it's entirely in her mouth and down her throat, then pulling back until she is only sucking the very end of it. Maybe she'll even be pulling her mouth entirely off, so she can lick it up its sides, or to lick my balls, leaving my very wet cock waving in the breeze temporarily. Her hands will be busy playing with my cock, lightly rubbing my balls and fingering my asshole too, maybe thrusting fingers into my asshole, exactly as I do to her."