Chapter 6

“Renee, I can’t think of anything you would need to ask my permission about and nothing that I would refuse you,” I answered.

She smiled, and continued. “Mike, I consider you my husband in every way except name. As such, this is something I need to ask your permission for.”

“I don’t think your daughters would mind if we made it in name, too,” I suggested.

“I can’t. When Justin proposed to me, we both promised the other it would be our only marriage. If I married again, I would be breaking my vow to him,” she answered emotionally.

“I understand,” I said quietly, pulling her down for a quick kiss.

“Anyway,” she continued, “Justin and I had a very full and varied sex life. We had several single friends, both male and female that we included. We also included a few married couples. After he died, I pulled back from everyone. Justin and I also shared our bed with both sets of our parents. I kept seeing them for a while after he died. I needed the close, loving feeling I got with them too much to stop. When I lost my practice, I basically stopped living, including no longer seeing them either. When I saw them again, I realized how much I missed them and wanted to be with them again, but I didn’t know what you’d say about it,” she explained nervously.

“You have my permission,” I cut in, shortening an already too-long explanation. Renee smiled back, both happy and relieved.

She squealed when I flipped her over and moved between her legs. The farther apart I pushed her thighs the higher her skirt rode until her pale blue panties were clearly visible. She watched, grinning in anticipation as I unzipped my pants and pulled my raging erection out. She moaned when my fingers brushed her sex as I pulled her panties aside, and then pressed myself into her. She locked her ankles behind my back and we thrust together in unison. “Renee, is it your desire to be my wife in every way except in name?” I asked, still plunging in and out of her hot, wet pussy. She nodded, maintaining her own pace and thrusting back against me. “Then I accept you fully as my wife in every way except in name, and accept the responsibilities and privileges accompanying that acceptance.”

Our frantic pace had slowed and was now a slow sharing of our love. I leaned down and kissed her left breast right next to her tattoo. She moaned when I sucked harder on the flesh of her breast. I sucked even harder still, finally pulling back letting her see the purple hickey I just gave her as I filled her now-pregnant womb with my seed. When we had caught our breath, I explained, pointing to the hickey, “By this act I claim your heart as mine for as long as we both live. You are free to share it with family and close friends, but you may never give it completely as long as I live. Your body is yours to share freely as you see fit with anyone you wish.”

Renee’s feet had slipped to the bed when she came, but she quickly replaced them around my waist and wrapped her arms around me hugging me tightly. “Oh, god I love you,” she sobbed against my neck. When she finally calmed down, she asked if I would consider joining her in bed with either set of parents.

“I will if they invite me,” I answered. “I won’t just show up and expect to be invited in, however.”

Renee’s laugh was beautiful and melodic. She told me that both sets of parents had already invited her, or me, or both of us to join them.

We finally got up, but not before I snaked Renee’s cum soaked panties. “You don’t need these do you?” I teased.

“Not at all,” she replied, smiling proudly as she stripped off the rest of her clothes. “In fact, I want everyone to see just how well-fucked I am right now.” She assured me that nobody would be upset with her display of nudity, and that the entire pool area had already been declared a clothing-free zone. She warned that the line of girls wanting to get into my pants might get longer, though. God but she was beautiful like that. Her labia were dark red and fully engorged. A wet trail of cum ran several inches down her thigh. Her chest was still flushed, and her nipples were crinkled and erect.

“Have you ever worn a tie?” I asked, a sudden inspiration popping into my mind. She shook her head, the look on her face telling me she wondered what a tie had to do with anything right now. I pulled one of my older silk ties from the closet and began the process of tying it around her neck. She gasped when she realized what I was doing. “You like?” I asked while I completed the task. She swallowed, hard, and then nodded. “Maybe we should go out tomorrow and buy you a proper collar and leash,” I commented casually. I had to catch her when her knees buckled from the orgasm she had, confirming my suspicion.

When she could stand on her own, her eyes begged me to take her back to bed and fuck her senseless. “Nope, you have to wait,” I teased. She groaned when I tugged on her makeshift leash and headed for the door. I stopped before leaving the main room of the suite, rejoining the others outside. “Renee, remember always that I don’t ever want you to do anything you don’t really want to, understand?” She nodded. Her eyes were as big as saucers. “Doing this to you does not turn me on. I’m doing it because it turns you on. Making you so turned on turns me on, and that’s why I do it. If I ever tell you to do something you don’t want to do, say ‘potato’ and we’ll stop immediately, okay?” She nodded, and when she reached to stroke the bulge in the front of my pants, I knew we needed to get moving.

There were gasps of surprise and worry when we stepped out of our suite and into the main room of the estate where everyone was congregated. One look at Renee’s face, however, quickly quieted any fears or worries. Vonna and Jenna quickly made their way over to us, both trying to decide whether to laugh or be concerned. Both girls gave me a raised eyebrow look silently asking for an explanation, and letting me know it had better be good. I gently pulled Renee to me and kissed her, stoking the fire in her eyes. I turned her to face the girls and wrapped my arms around her waist. “Ladies, I’d like you to meet my new wife. Your mother expressed her desire to be my wife in every sense except name. I have accepted her terms.”

Sliding my hands up her stomach, which caused her to moan her desire, I held her breast and made a point of drawing attention to the hickey I gave her. “Tonight I claimed her heart as mine. She may share it freely with family and friends, but she can never give it completely to anyone else as long as I’m alive. She is allowed to share her body freely as she sees fit with anyone she wishes. That goes for both of you girls, as well. I’d feel pretty hypocritical telling you that you couldn’t, considering the freedom you’ve given me.”

The girls pulled all four of us into a group hug, sharing hugs, kisses, and tears. When they finished, Vonna fingered the necktie tied carefully around Renee’s neck. “Do we get an explanation?” she asked.

“Absolutely, Renee, why don’t you explain? I have to talk to our parents. Vonna, if you aren’t satisfied with her explanation, feel free to remove the tie,” I said. Renee made a tiny whimpering noise when I handed Vonna her makeshift leash and left. I found Justin’s/my parents and told them Renee talked to me and I gave my permission. I suggested that we have a housewarming party this evening in our suite since theirs was probably not ready yet. Then I asked if they minded if we invite Renee’s parents, too.

Beverly chuckled and came over to hug me. “We’d love to have them over. Stan and Sharon were making eyes at each other all day yesterday, and Greg’s not too shabby, either.” Her kiss left little doubt just how much she was looking forward to tonight.

Before leaving, I warned them about Renee’s new attire. I made sure they knew it was her choice, and that she had a safe word. I also told Stan that I’d solved one problem, telling him about the underground bunker. I also explained about the weapons systems we’d found and my interest in possibly upgrading them with hot fusion reactors to create something functional and effective by today’s standards.

Renee’s parents were in their new “home” putting things away. I invited them, too, telling them that the Medford’s would be there as well. Renee’s mom thanked me emotionally for everything I’d done for Renee. I explained about our “marriage” arrangement, and then about her leash. Finally, I asked if Renee had been reluctant to include her mother in their three-way sex. At Renee’s insistence, the two women had done everything except practice oral sex on each other. I explained about Renee’s first time with her daughters, including her feigned reluctance. When I explained my plan for the evening, both of her parents agreed happily.

Something had obviously happened in the time I was gone. There was a small crowd of women standing around Renee and Vonna was holding an actual dog leash attached to a real dog collar instead of my necktie. When I got closer, I could see that it wasn’t exactly a dog collar. The word “SLUT” was neatly embroidered in the front of the black leather collar. Vonna noticed my curious look and simply explained, “Someone loaned it to us until we could get her one of her own.”

I didn’t ask the obvious question. I figured someone would have told me if I was supposed to know who had loaned it to them. I finally got close enough to see that the women were taking turns teasing Renee by running their hands between her legs but stopping before she came. I watched, amused, as the line of women each took their turn. I was a little surprised at how well Vonna and Jenna had accepted the leash on their mother. I figured that Renee would have no problem convincing them it was what she wanted. Between surprise kisses from several of the women, some of whom I hadn’t really met yet, I wondered about Renee’s new passion. I was curious if she’d been this way with Justin, or if it was brought about by some combination of the way I’d treated her to bring her out of her depression, and the happiness, love, acceptance, and safety she felt now.

The line finally dwindled and then went away, and the girls and I went back into our suite. I told them that both sets of their grandparents were coming over tonight for a housewarming party, one that would end up in the bedroom. Jenna was a little surprised, but Vonna explained that she’d joined her mom and dad frequently while he was alive, and joined her mom with her grandparents several times after their dad died. “I was considering Grandpa Medford or Grandpa Marshall before you told me you wanted Mike to be your first,” Vonna told Jenna. I explained that they were welcome to join us if they liked and both quickly jumped at the offer.

Renee pouted and whimpered when I took her collar off. I told her we needed to take a shower to be clean for when our guests arrived, and I didn’t think the leather collar would do well in the water. When she skipped off to start the shower, I quickly explained to her daughters what I had planned for their mother tonight. Jenna shuddered excitedly in anticipation while Vonna said that she hoped we saved some for her, as she wanted the same treatment.

Jenna excused herself saying she needed to run and do something, and would meet us in the shower in a couple of minutes. Renee was extremely affectionate while we showered, trying to entice me into filling her with cum again. I refused, but promised her that before the night was through, her pussy would be full and overflowing with my cum. Jenna joined us just in time for me to be able to run my soap covered hands across her nubile body and make sure she was clean. It took every ounce of willpower I had not to bend her over and fuck her right there, not that she would have argued.

Renee and I raided the main kitchen for beverages and snacks while the girls made sure we had an ample supply of pillows, washcloths, and hand towels in the bedroom and the common room of the suite. Renee thanked me for indulging her new fetish. She explained that the first collar the new girl offered her was quickly vetoed by at least a dozen of the girls knowing that I’d react poorly to the other “SL” word on it. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what it had been, and I thanked her for choosing the second one instead, although I didn’t feel it was correct either. I wanted to come up with a third alternative. With our hands and arms full of fuel for the night’s festivities, Renee started giggling on the way back to the room. “I’m so horny that I’m leaking down my leg,” she laughed.

Tara saw us and offered to help, kissing both of us goodbye at the door and whispering to Renee, “You are one very lucky woman.”

Our four guests arrived together, having already paired off with each other’s marital partner. I could taste cum when I kissed the ladies. They giggled, explaining that they had a little mixer of their own before coming over. The four of them admired Renee’s new attire, and I made her explain to them what it was all about, even though I had done so earlier. After that, I told everyone, and again reminded Renee that I did not want her to do anything she didn’t want to, with anyone. I reminded everyone that her safe word was potato, and that I would be testing her limits for the foreseeable future, trying to find out what she was and was not comfortable with. I was sure I would tell her to do things she wasn’t comfortable with as, together, she and I explored her boundaries. Renee enlightened us a little when she told us that it seemed to be just me she reacted that way to. When I left her with Vonna earlier, nothing Vonna told her to do got her as excited as when I told her, but knowing that I’d left Vonna in charge of her with instructions to remove the leash if she wasn’t convinced spurred her on.

I handed Renee’s leash to Stan. “Renee, you are assigned to make my father deliriously happy while my new mother teaches me the finer points of making a woman happy. After that, you will personally clean my cum from my mother so she is ready for more fun.” Renee eagerly helped Stan strip. She was surprised when he directed her to kneel and suck his cock. She had thought that he would want to fuck her. Of course, she didn’t know what I had set up for this evening. Vonna and Jenna joined Renee’s parents while Beverly pulled me down on top of her and buried my cock in her eager pussy.

Beverly grinned knowingly at the surprised look on my face when I discovered just how tight she was. She wanted it hot and hard, thrusting herself hard against me so I obliged. So much for learning the finer points. I flipped her feet over my shoulders and pummeled her exposed pussy. Quickly she was chanting “Oh, god ... oh, god ... oh, god,” as she neared the precipice. I looked over to see Renee collecting a mouthful of cum from Stan and lost it when she showed me her collection before swallowing it.

Cries of pleasure announced that the other group of four was not far behind us. I watched Greg and Jenna complete their first ever coupling while Vonna and Sharon were busy tonguing each other. Renee pulled Beverly over so her pussy was directly above Renee’s mouth and went at it, her tongue busy cleaning out my spend. Beverly pulled me over and cleaned our combined juices off my cock while Renee lapped at her pussy. Beverly finally let me slip from her mouth as Renee’s tongue expertly brought her to another climax. While Beverly rested and gasped, Renee moved over to me and crawled on top of me, preparing to impale herself on me and fuck herself silly. I saw her thinking about balking when I told her to stop so I quietly promised her that the agonizing wait would definitely be worth it.

“It better be,” she growled as she slid up my body, leaving a wet trail on my stomach and chest, parking herself on my face. I teased her with my tongue, giving the guys time to recuperate for the next round. I debated whether or not to let her cum, but having seen the threatening look on her face when I refused her a few minutes ago, I decided to give her the release she needed. It took less than a minute, and she passed out on top of me when she came.

Lying next to me on the carpet when she woke up, she looked at me sheepishly. “I guess I really needed that,” she tittered. I glanced around the room. The guys were all obviously ready for the next round. I stood up and helped Renee up, then handed her leash to her father. “Same deal as last time,” I told her before pulling her mother in for a deep kiss. I saw Renee’s eyes widen when she realized what I meant. Her mouth was working silently trying to say something when her dad re-directed her lips to his cock. Renee’s mom was no slouch in the sack, either. While not as tight as Beverly, she was extremely enthusiastic and could control the muscles of her pussy to grip my cock as I pulled out on each stroke. I could hear Beverly encouraging Jenna and Stan in their first coupling. Greg was encouraging Renee. “C’mon baby, suck the cum right out of my balls. I know you can do it. You’ve got the hottest mouth I’ve ever been sucked off by, but your daughter Vonna’s pretty close. Look at Mike fucking your mother senseless. He’s gonna fill her hot pussy full of his cum for you to suck out.” I heard Renee moan at the thought of finally sucking her mother’s pussy. As pervasive and overpowering as the smells of sex were in the room, I could still pick her scent out and could tell it was getting stronger. Just like she’d done with her daughters, she had really wanted to go down on her mother. Some strange sense of right and wrong told her it was okay for a father and daughter or mother and son to have sex, and it was okay for two women and even two sisters to have sex, but mother and daughter was wrong. Tonight I planned to challenge that way of thinking.

Unaware that I was already listening to the other conversations around me, Sharon was encouraging me. “Come on lover, blast your cum deep inside my pussy so Renee has to go searching for it. Fill me so full that it overflows her mouth so I can lick your cum off of my daughters face.” The image of Renee happily lapping at her mother’s pussy finally pushed me over the edge and I buried my cock as deep as I could and groaned as the first shot blasted into Sharon’s pussy.

Just as the second load was being ejected, Renee slid a lubricated finger completely into my ass and massaged my prostate. “Oh, fuck,” I screamed as Renee forced every drop of cum in my body into the pussy that had given her life.

“If you’re going to make me eat my mother, you’re going to make it worthwhile,” she growled, almost sadistically, as she grinned at me. I finally collapsed from the sudden and powerful cum.

Lying on my back on the floor, I watched as Renee positioned herself with the top of her head near mine, and at a ninety-degree angle to my body. She positioned her mother over her so I had a perfect view of her tongue when she buried it deeply inside her mom’s pussy. Renee’s moan let me know that her mother’s tongue was busy, too. I watched as the white globs leaked out into Renee’s eagerly waiting mouth. When she’d coaxed the last of my cum out, Renee attacked with a frenzy, using fingers and tongue to drive her mother to another orgasm.

“So, when are you going to make it worth my while?” Renee finally asked mock threateningly once she finished.

“As soon as we all get to the bedroom,” I answered. I helped her to her feet and led the way to the bedroom, glad for the new, oversized bed.

“So, now what?” she asked suggestively.

“Now, my dear wife, we play one more quick game,” I said and held out three folded pieces of paper. “Choose one for your father,” I instructed. She did, and handed it to him. “Now choose one for my father. Again, she complied, looking at me questioningly. After looking at the slip of paper, her dad laid down in the middle of the bed. “Climb on,” I said, grinning. Renee looked around the room at all the grinning faces.

“You’re not?” she gasped. Everyone nodded.

“Oh my god,” she almost whimpered. She hugged me, wrapping herself around me. “I can’t believe you set this up for me. I love you,” she whispered.

“I thought you were in a hurry,” I teased. She growled at me and then climbed on the bed, wiggling her ass seductively at me as she did.

Everyone watched as she impaled herself on her father’s pole, moaning happily as each inch slid into her body. I climbed onto the bed and moved behind her. She looked over her shoulder at me grinning. “Fuck me good, babe,” she moaned, again wiggling her ass invitingly. Jenna handed me the tube of lubricant and I coated my cock thoroughly before pressing the head past Renee’s sphincter.

“Oh, shit,” Renee groaned. I gave her a minute to adjust before pressing deeper. “Okay you two, give me all you’ve got,” she ordered. It took a few strokes but we worked out a rhythm where I pushed in while Greg pulled out. Stan climbed on the bed in front of her and pressed his cock into her eager mouth. Vonna and Jenna climbed on one side of the bed with Vonna massaging one breast and Sharon on the other side massaging the other. Jenna reached between the bodies and found Renee’s clit and started massaging. Beverly took up her station near me and was busy kissing Renee’s neck and ear when Renee shrieked, “FFFFUUUUUCCCCCKKKKK,” collapsing in a trembling mass on top of her dad at the release of the evening’s pent up sexual tension. Everyone backed off and let her be while her dad cuddled and comforted his little girl. I went and washed off, knowing the night was still young.

The bacchanalia continued until almost midnight, every woman having been fucked by every man at least once, and most of them having been fucked by one or more of the other women using a strap-on when there weren’t any guys left in operating condition.

SUNDAY May 11

Breakfast Sunday morning was a shock. Almost all the girls were up early for breakfast. Usually they didn’t show up until almost 8:00 on weekends. The conversation around the table seemed to be centered around last night’s festivities with smaller groups of women tittering about one story or another. Greg and Sharon headed for the hospital having heard that the first of their equipment would be delivered shortly. Stan and I walked over to the lab to find James to give Stan a tour of the underground facility. I was surprised that Bree and Katie weren’t there as they seemed to spend more time there than I used to. James and Kevin had the twenty-four new androids operational, bringing our total to thirty-eight. I laughed again at seeing them in coveralls with their name on the front and the back.

James reported that fifteen of the last twenty-four used androids had some type of spy programming so he reprogrammed them and had them report to their spy masters. I picked two of the androids, Adam and Brian (seems James named one of each after a letter in the alphabet) and assigned them semi-permanent freighter pilot duty, shuttling cargo back and forth from the rooftop to the base. They were free to request any additional help they needed for loading or unloading.