Chapter 18: Musical Beds

King-size beds are large, but split four ways they only allow a bit over nineteen inches of space for each person. Lesa looked at her bedside clock. Without her glasses she had to squint to see '12:15 AM' on the face of the clock radio. The soft breathing from the three bodies next to her brought a satisfied smile that filled her naked body.

It was odd that nothing had happened more than the four of them climbing into bed and cuddling close. Lesa was not sure whether they were all lost in their own thoughts, or just exhausted from a busy week. She only knew that the four of them were relaxing and enjoying each other's company. The next thing she knew it was 12:15 AM, and she was wide-awake and restless.

Rolling gently out of bed, Lesa retrieved her glasses, robe, and slippers and quietly went downstairs to her study. She's looked around the room, feeling lost and out of place. She tried to figure why she was here in the middle of the night when she should be upstairs asleep with her lovers. Then the memories flooded in.

She sat down in the oversized and heavily padded swivel chair and looked at the solid cherry desk in front of her. Franklin had spent countless hours working at this desk. There had been times when she was jealous of the big wood and brass piece of art; so jealous that she had seduced Franklin and coaxed him into fucking her on top of it. The two of them had made love on its warm surface many times. That was something that the desk couldn't do or compete with. Her hands rubbed the surface as though she was caressing a lover.

Talking about the past today had awakened many memories, some joyous, some painful. Would her future be filled with as much pain and anguish as her past? She leaned forward and rested her torso on the green blotter. She laid her glasses on the polished wood, used her folded arms as a pillow, and let the memories and dreams flow until sleep took her again.

Sarita is also restless. It had taken her a long time to fall asleep. She had learned things in the dining room that had disturbed her. Not the part about Uncle Randy or Uncle Jeff being in bed with her mom. She usually woke up early in the morning and remembered finding them in her mom's room when she went in to get her to make breakfast. The disturbing part was Aunt Karen and Aunt 'Becca thinking Grandpa Dean was a bad person.

When she couldn't get back to sleep she went into her mom's bedroom looking for comfort from her. Her mom wasn't there, but Sara Jay was. Rather than go looking for her mom, she slid under the covers next to Sara Jay who rolled to face her without waking up. Still asleep, Sara Jay pulled the young girl into a gentle embrace. Comforted, Sarita fell into a peaceful slumber.

The bed in the guest bedroom was a tangle of arms, legs and torsos. Ralph had surprised himself by having enough left after Gloria had drained him twice to bring satisfying orgasms to both Misty and Janet. They were really enjoying the space afforded by the queen-size expanse of the comfortable bed.

Misty woke suddenly and sat bolt upright in bed in the wee hours before dawn. It took her a moment to orient herself in the unfamiliar room. She smiled at the familiar sounds in the bed with her. Not wanting to disturb her companions, she slid out of the bed and stepped into the hall, intent on raiding the kitchen.

The air in the upstairs hall was cool on her naked skin. Rather than returning to the warmth of the bedroom for her wrap, she rummaged in the linen closed and pulled out a blanket and draped it across her shoulders. She descended the long staircase wrapped in her blanket looking very much like an Indian maiden.

The light spilling out from the study distracted her from her original mission. She discovered a shivering Lesa lying on the big desk in the far corner of the room. She moved the glasses she almost stepped on to an end table. Without thinking she opened her blanket, crawled onto the desk and wrapped them both in its warmth. Between the blanket and Misty's warm body, Lesa's shivering quickly subsided.

Misty wonder what in the world Lesa was doing on the desk with the lights on in the middle of the night. It was a mystery she was willing to wait a couple more hours to investigate. While comforting the older woman, she slipped back into slumber herself.

The predawn light woke Sarita. She found herself lying prone on top of Sara Jay with her head between the soft mounds on Sara Jay's chest. Sarita turned her face away from the window and discovered Jake's face partially covered by his right arm as he snored lustily. She reached for him with her right arm and froze when he snorted as she touched his abdomen.

When Jake's breathing settle back down she continued her exploration of the surprisingly hard muscles on his belly. She remembered holding his semi-flaccid penis and let her hand wander in the direction of Jake's groin. The tips of her fingers were exploring his pubic hair when she first felt his penis on the back of her hand. She reoriented her hand and grasped the base of the hard shaft.

Sarita was not familiar with the common phenomenon of the morning erection. She quickly checked his face. No, he was still asleep and didn't seem to be aware that she was exploring his length with her small, soft hand. She was a bit startled when a hand started stroking her hair.

"Good morning," Sara Jay whispered. "What brings you in here so early in the morning?"

Sarita looked up, "Sorry, I woke up in the middle of the night and came looking for my mom. She wasn't here; so I just crawled in next to you. I hope that's okay with you."

Sara Jay hugged the young girl, "Of course it's okay. I'm glad to have you. I'm sure these guys would feel the same if they were awake." Sara Jay raised her left arm to hold the girl with both hands and discovered the arm reaching across Jake's abdomen. She queried Sarita, "What are you doing down here?"

Even though she had been caught, Sarita's hand was not ready to relinquish its prize. "Jake's penis is very hard under the soft skin, and it's very hot, too. I'm just exploring it kind of like I did Thursday night, only it's really hard now."

Sara Jay giggled, "It's called a 'morning erection'. I don't know what causes it, but it can be fun to play with. What do you want to do?"

Sarita bit here lower lip; then answered, "I really want a closer look, but I don't want to wake him up."

"That'll be a challenge," Sara Jay whispered, "He'll almost certainly wake up when you touch the crown, and that's the most fascinating part. I really like kissing the silky head. I'll see if I can distract him or hold him down long enough for you to get a really good look, but I'll need to get out from under you."

Their jostling of the mattress didn't wake Jake, but did rouse Leslie who gave Sara Jay a puzzled, questioning look. Then she realized, "You're not Lesa. What're you doing in here Sarita, and where's your mom?"

Sara Jay whispered back, "I'm giving Sarita a follow-up anatomy lesson. I have no idea where Lesa is. She wasn't here when Sarita showed up in the middle of the night."

Leslie just nodded and slipped out of the bed. She pulled a long T-shirt over her head and quietly left the room.

Sara Jay advised Sarita, "If you decide to put Jake's cock into your mouth, don't let any of your teeth touch it."

Sarita didn't acknowledge this advice. She was already face-to-face with the purplish knob. She stuck out her tongue and tentatively brushed it against the very tip. It was a bit salty. She opened her mouth wide and slid it over the head and down the shaft to the hand gripping it near the middle. Remembering Sara Jay's advice, she kept her teeth clear when she closed her lips around the shaft and gently sucked while stroking the ridge that separated the crown from the shaft with her tongue.

Jake's eyes popped open and his vision was filled with Sara Jay's tits and smiling face.

Sara Jay smiled and gave him a very sweet, "Good morning, lover. Have you recovered from your romp with Gloria last night?"

Jake managed a, "Gah!" Someone's tongue was swirling around the head of his cock like it was a Tootsie Roll Pop. Sara Jay's torso had him pinned and she was holding his arms above his head with those gorgeous tits inches from his chin.

An evil grin crossed Sara Jay's face as she twisted just enough to press the nipple of her left breast against Jake's lips. Predictably, the entire tip was soon sucked into Jake's mouth, and he mimicked the tongue swirling on his penis with his tongue on Sara Jay's areola.

Jake felt the head in his lap start to bob rapidly as two small hands held his shaft. It took a moment for that information to register, Sarita! The image of her sucking his dick flashed through his imagination and triggered his climax. He was coming in little Sarita's mouth! Oh, God!

Sarita was surprised when Jake started spurting semen into her mouth and almost pulled away, but she started swallowing instead and sucking even harder. She was heady with the power she felt as Jake continued to pulse into her mouth.

Jake recovered quickly and bodily lifted the giggling Sara Jay off of his chest. He quickly scanned his surroundings and realized that there was only the three of them in the room. Jake almost shouted, but kept to a strong stage whisper, "What do you think you're doing, Sarita!"

Sarita gave him her best pixie face, "I think it's called a blowjob, Jake," and sucked the head back into her mouth causing Jake's eyes to cross rather comically. She backed off again. When his sensitized dick popped back out of her mouth she asked, "What do YOU think I'm doing?" She then went back to the business of sucking Jake's big dick, or at least as much of it as she could fit into her mouth.

"Ah, Ah, Ah, you're killing me, ahhhh!"

Sara Jay said, "Keep stroking him, Sarita. If he can stay hard I'll ride his dick and you can climb onto his face for a little tongue ride. I guarantee you'll love it!" She lifted herself up enough to get her legs on either side of Jake's hips. She pulled her fingers out of her snatch and settled herself on the knob Sarita was holding for her. She really hoped she wouldn't dry out, but the scene was so hot she was pretty sure she could stay wet.

When Sara Jay's vulva had gobbled up half of Jake's shaft, Sarita released it and knee-walked to Jake's shoulders. He tried to fight her off, but it was useless. When her brown muff nuzzled his lips and nose, his instincts took over and Sarita's little clam was treated to its first time ever tongue-lashing.