Chapter 4

Life got more complicated with two horny teen-aged girls in the house, but it all seemed to be working out. Each girl was respectful of my time with each of them, and I was respectful of their time together. Each of them kept up the charade of going out with boys from time to time, but came home for their loving, from me and each other. I got Tawny on birth control as soon as my custody of her was official; we needed no unwanted pregnancies in the house.

When Mandy turned sixteen, I planned a lavish birthday party for her; a dinner out, limousine and all, with Tawny, Carla, and a few friends. We'd talked about getting her a car, as she had no desire to drive the Volvo SUV. I wanted her to be in something safe; I did my homework, as did she, and we agreed on a Volvo wagon. We went shopping, and found one she liked. I arranged to have it delivered to the restaurant, so that she could drive it home. The party was three days after her birthday, and she had gotten her license on her birthday.

Paying for the car was no problem, as the insurance settlement from the drunk driver was set aside to replace her father's car anyway.

After the dinner, which was held on a Friday night, Mandy drove Tawny home, and Carla and I rode in the limo while we dropped off the other attendees. When we got to the house, the girls were, predictably, on Mandy's bed, naked and going at it. I looked at Carla, and she had that smoldering "Fuck me" look in her eyes. I took her to my bedroom, stripped her naked, and lay her on the bed. I quickly shed my clothes, and buried my face between her legs. After I ate her to two orgasms, she said, "Enough! Fuck me!" Who was I to deny her? I slid into her in one long stroke, and she sighed. She put her legs up over my shoulders, and I buried my dick in her. It didn't take her long, and she was going off like a firecracker.

I fucked her to three more orgasms before I spilled my cum in her eagerly-awaiting pussy. After we rested for a while, she said she was ready to go again; she chuckled, and reached in the nightstand drawer for the scarves and clothespins. I blindfolded her, and attached the clothespins to her diamond-hard nipples. She hissed her pleasure, and I told her to stretch out.

"Unh, unh," she said. She flipped over on her hands and knees, and gripped the headboard posts. I tied the scarves to her wrists and then to the posts. She lowered her head to the pillows, and said, "Do it!" I slid back into her wet pussy, and stroked eagerly. After her first doggie-style orgasm, she said, "Now the other hole." I patted her butt, and pulled out of her pussy. I aligned my wet dick with her sphincter, and gently pushed. There was some resistance at first, but she gradually relaxed her muscles, and my head popped in past her ring. I kept pushing, and soon was buried to the hilt in that beautiful ass. I stroked slowly, in and out, in and out, until she screamed out her orgasm.

I looked up, and saw two heads peering around the doorframe again, and they grinned. Mandy went to the far side of the bed, and Tawny took the near side. Still tied and blindfolded, Carla was helpless to our torment. The girls licked her tit-flesh, and squeezed the clothespins; I continued my butt-fucking. Carla turned her head to the right, and Mandy kissed her deeply; she returned the kiss just as deeply. She then turned her head to the left, and got an equal kiss from Tawny. The girls removed the clothespins, and gently massaged her breasts, and then slid their heads under her, and licked and sucked her nipples. They each had their own fingers in their own pussies, masturbating like there was no tomorrow. After Carla had her third rectal orgasm, she said she'd had enough. We untied her, took the blindfold off, and gently rolled her over. She had a look of pure bliss on her face.

"I've been with a number of men, and women for that matter, in my life, but I've never, EVER, felt so completely loved as I do right now by the three of you."

"Carla," I said quietly, "That's because you receive what you give. You've given us an equal measure of love, unconditionally and without questioning our rather unconventional love life." She smiled, and slipped off into a slumber. The girls motioned for me to go to Mandy's room with them.

"Tom," Mandy said quietly, "How do you feel about Carla?"

"What exactly do you mean?" I asked.

"Well, she's been a part of our relationship for about six months now, right?"

"Right."

"Well, we love her dearly, and we've been talking. What would you think of asking Carla to move in here, with us? She's here nearly every weekend anyway. I hope you don't think we're being selfish, but we'd like to have her around here more."

I kissed each of them, saying, "I can't think of a more UNselfish act than to invite her to move in. We'll talk to her about it in the morning. 'Night girls."