Chapter 254: Finally On The Road Home

How did we do all of that and still get on the road on time?

We filled up the rental, grabbed breakfast, and made it through the next big city before their rush hour kicked in fully. I was able to get up to eighty and not worry about getting a ticket unless the speeds dropped down below seventy. When we stopped to pick lunch, I texted mom to say I would be home to stay tonight before continuing to Karen’s house. She texted me back to say she wasn’t going to tell Trudy or the four naked girls sleeping with her in my bed.

When we arrive at my home, I introduced Karen to my brother, sister, and April. I didn’t tell her if April was my sister or daughter. Molly wasn’t telling her, and her sisters didn’t know. They only knew that April and I had a special bond.

As mom had said, Trudy had four friends enjoying each other happily. None of them noticed us come in at all.

“Feel free to join them. I’m going to at least introduce you to Trudy. Feel free to strip if you want. It is cool to be naked in my room and bathroom, guestroom and guest bathroom, and the pool changing room. Molly gets away with swimming naked, but she is Molly, and my parents finally gave up trying to get her to wear a suit after she covered the parts mom wanted to be hidden with duct tape,” I told her.

Sticking out over a blonde’s head was Trudy’s butt. I was going to take a shower anyway, so I stripped before swatting it to get her attention. That killed the mood for all four of her friends too.

“Everyone meet my chaperone at the college where I was taking exams. Karen, this is my best friend, Trudy, and her four friends. Trudy, and her four friends, this is Karen,” I told them. “I’m going to get a shower if anyone wants to join me.”

I pulled Karen into the bathroom, closed the door, and said, “I almost forgot, we are throwing out all of your clothes, except the new silk stuff, and anything with sentimental value. While I’m showering, raid my dresser and closet. I texted Molly what I had planned, so I bet you will find suitcases off to the side with every kind of winter, summer, spring, and fall outfits that fit you perfectly. They will have some room for you to grow a bit. We aren’t rich by any sense of the word, but I just happened to do something that some of the people around here thought was a big deal. It came with some nice things they insisted on doing for me. That includes a service that makes sure to replace the dirty clothes with clean ones of the same size, but not always the same style. If I had to guess, Molly, who is rich, bought those specifically for you. If you can get her to talk to you, maybe she will tell you how they are the perfect fit. By the way, join the girls if you want. All five of them are lesbians. That is why I asked if they wanted to join me in the shower.”

Right on cue, one of the girls came in, took a piss, and then started the shower. When it was ready, she pulled me in after asking Karen if she was going to join us.

Before I even got her hair wet, she said, “Please screw me, David. I need it badly. Trudy said you are a good fuck and don’t talk about it with anyone. I’ve heard the same at school. I used to have a boyfriend, and we had sex a lot until I got pregnant. His family moved away almost as soon as I found out. He didn’t even find out I lost the baby two weeks later. I haven’t been with a boy since the day we found out that I was pregnant. That was a week before the start of seventh grade. I’ve been scared shitless to have sex again, even with a condom, ever since. You have had sex bareback with a lot of girls, or so they told me, and haven’t gotten any of the lesbians pregnant. I’m willing to risk you getting me pregnant if it happens.”

She enjoyed needing to clean up the mess I made inside her. The place in my head showed me she was fertile, but all she got from me were some dead swimmers and a big mess.

They expect to have plenty of orgasms when having sex with me, and it makes the mess worth it, right?

She told me to stay put because the other three girls all wanted some of what she got. Trudy wouldn’t ever tell them if we had ever had sex. Only two of the girls came in to have sex with me, but only one was hot, wet, and ready. The other was wet for a minute or two, but then she dried up. I washed her from head to toe before drying us both off, rubbing her with a pleasant-smelling body lotion, and then took her out to dress her up the way I felt she wanted.

“Molly did buy me the new wardrobe,” Karen told me. “Her sisters said it was pointless to try to tell her it was too much. Even if I wanted to tell her that, I would be out of luck. How she knew what had had sentimental value and what didn’t is beyond me. She got rid of everything else. I didn’t even have any underwear except for the silk ones you got for me. At some point, when I was making new friends, she even took my shoes. I don’t think I have ever had more than a pair of sneakers, heels for going to church, and a pair of boots in my life. I now have shoes for every outfit, plus there are four pairs of sneakers. You have amazing friends, so does Trudy.”

Trudy pulled me off into the guest room to tell me how much it meant to her that I didn’t force the one who got turned off to keep having sex.

“She had been with a few guys that did her until they popped their cork. She thought that was all there was to sex. Now she knows there is a good person out there that was having sex with her because she wanted to have sex with him. Now everyone will know that they can trust me about you and that you are just as I have been telling them,” Trudy said as she hugged me. “That is if you are ever around for them to give you a try.”

She got her friends dressed, and then one of the girls drove them all over to Trudy’s house to continue what they were doing when I came in.

April let me hold my brother and sister for as long as she felt was long enough, then I was all hers.

After a while, Karen noticed and said, “April acts like she is your daughter instead of your sister.”

“Who said she is my sister,” I asked back?

Karen is smart. It took her to see April for her to start putting some things together. Since both of April’s sisters were about the same size as April, she was trying to figure it all out, and getting a headache in the process.

“Is she one of Elena’s daughters? Are the three girls triplets you had together, or she had with someone else?” April asked. “April has darker hair and is a bit smaller than Elena’s two girls, but they look identical otherwise.”

I’m not denying they are mine, but not admitting it either.

“The three girls aren’t triplets,” I told her and watched her get more confused. “They aren’t Elena’s daughters. My parents have taken April in. Elena and her father adopted their two girls. Their mother couldn’t care for them. It is a long story that I can’t go into without breaking a lot of trust people have put in me to keep it close to my chest. You can already see that April, and I have a unique bond between us.”

Dad came in about then, so I made the introductions around.

When mom got home, she couldn’t quit hugging and thanking Karen for agreeing to be my chaperone when I was at the university. She told her how completely unbelievable it was that the university would put themselves at risk of a lot of lawsuits just for having a fifteen-year-old male in a dorm set up to keep males out. She was glad the girls in the dorm didn’t use me as a flesh dildo. Mom told Karen that while we had slept together in her dorm room, in her bed, that didn’t mean she had to sleep in my bed here. That was up to her. The guest room was across the hall from mine. Should she want to get intimate with me, she would find every form of pregnancy prevention, currently available on the market, in my nightstand. If she happened to already be on birth control pills, the hall closet would most likely have the brand and dosage she used. I had some girls stay over from time to time, like Trudy, who would be about to run out, or whose parents didn’t know they used the pill, and couldn’t get to the health department to get a new supply. Others didn’t plan to spend the night and forgot to get theirs from home. The drawers in my bathroom had new toothbrushes, various toothpaste, mouthwashes, and even acne washes. Under the sink and in the hall closet, was a wide selection of feminine hygiene products that rivaled the big box stores.

When we had all finished dinner, Mom said, “Karen, I’m not one to tell anyone what to do with their hair, makeup, or how they dress, except David, of course. I will suggest that before you get to your home that you have David work his magic on your hair. I’ve heard the various explanations from his friends, but whatever the reason, he can do amazing work with a girl’s hair in minutes that takes hair stylists hours. Make him show you the pictures of the ones he did when his freshman class went to DC last year. There is one very plain looking girl that he made pop out of the crowd in the group pictures.”

“I didn’t do anything amazing, mom,” I said, playing it down. “She happened to have easy to pick out natural highlights in her hair that I was able to separate. I only did it because the girl needed to stop being hard on herself because she was a bit of a late bloomer, and her face was still changing from a girl to a woman. See. Look. They are in order starting in Seventh grade when she still looked like when she was ten, and this is in eighth grade, where she finally needed a bra for modesty. Now here is last year on the trip, and then this year over Spring Break. I only helped her get noticed by girls, and some great boys, that would take her under their wings to help her through what her father has no clue about. If I didn’t already know better, I would have doubted her dad would have been able to handle getting her the first bra, much less the others since.”

Mom smiled as she said, “It didn’t hurt one bit that the chaperons overlooked you letting her slide into the sleeping area with you on the busses to and from the trip. Girls and parents talk, David. Her dad has told me many times that you always being a friend to her, versus the boy she wanted to be her first lover, did more to make her into the wonderful person she had already become. You have to stop being so modest, David.”

“David doesn’t seem to have any modesty, Mrs. Jones,” Karen joked.

Dad added, “You didn’t have any choice about seeing him naked when you were chaperoning him. He has no reason to be modest about his body anymore. If I had his body, I would be thrilled to show it off.”

After dinner, I held April, who made sure I knew she wasn’t letting me out of her sight until I needed to go to bed, because Karen was here, as we watched movies with my parents. When the movie was over, Karen and I bathed my brother and sister. April insisted she was taking a shower with me before she let us put her down for the night. Karen thought it was hilarious when April peed all over me when I was going to hand her to Karen so I could scrub Karen’s back.

“We aren’t doing this April. You know that is rude. Do you want me to put you in your bed tonight instead of with my brother and sister?” I asked her.

Karen didn’t understand the link between us when she said, “David. She is just a baby. You can’t think that she did it on purpose.”

Yeah, you go on thinking that. April was going to shit all over you just because you have spent more time with me in the last two weeks than she has.

I didn’t say a word when I felt April did need to drop a diaper load a few seconds later. I got her out of the shower and over the toilet seat, where she was able to push her legs down to get things out. I wiped her little butt when she was done and got us all back into the shower.

“How?” Karen asked when she realized what just happened.

I smiled, as I got April’s tiny legs spread under the water to let the warm spray wash her off, and told Karen, “This is what I meant by having a special bond between us. I can’t explain it. It is just there.”

I let her puzzle over that as April found she liked kicking her feet and moving her arms around through the warm spray. She was giggling away happily until she wore herself out. I got April wrapped up in a hooded towel and laid her in the bassinet that someone decided now needed to be in my bathroom. By the time Karen and I had both dried off, April was sound asleep.

“Don’t you need to put a diaper on her,” Karen asked.

“Not yet. April peed a lot on the shower and took a big poop in the toilet,” I explained. “If she were a few weeks older, I wouldn’t even bother. Molly let me know that April usually has a clean diaper in the morning when she comes over to take care of the babies. Now my brother and sister are a different matter. At least April is wearing a size smaller than my siblings are, so we don’t have piles of diapers that the kids are all too big to wear. She is a great baby when she isn’t spiteful because she is jealous.”

April was happy when I let her sleep up in bed with Karen and me, instead of down in the crib with her aunt and uncle. Karen insisted she wanted me inside her, so I got behind her, got my dick where she wanted it, and put April into her arms. I had my arm over Karen holding April. Karen told me how she woke up multiple times during the night to find April suckling on her nipple.

She is doing that because you like it how nice it makes you feel. April sucks her thumb more than a pacifier.

“April normally sucks her thumb. Mom says she likes to nurse but will drain both of my mom’s breasts and still be hungry. Most of the time, April gets a bottle instead. She must like you,” I told Karen.

After I used the bathroom, I gave April her bottle while Karen did her thing and got ready to go. She stood there looking amazed as I held April over the toilet for her to pee and then drop a big load. April and I had an agreement that I would let her go back to sleep without a diaper after taking care of things for a few hours. She had a checkup and shots today, so she wanted to see if she could somehow keep from peeing until the doctor was examining her with her diaper off. The doctor had cold hands.

Mom and dad had to be in early for eight AM meetings, so dad dropped the rental car on their way to work.

“Where is the rental car,” Karen asked as we carried out her new wardrobe.

I explained how Dad took it back so I could drive my car. It was in the garage. It was better to load up in there anyway. Karen thought I was joking as I got my laptop bag and clothes bag into the four cubic feet of trunk space. We arranged the things she brought from school, and her new clothes, in the back seat.

I explained to her about the driving school, even showing her the certificates, before telling her about how they had given me the car specifically so I could keep my performance driving skills up.

“The beat-up Camry is the car I drive most of the time since I won’t have to worry about it getting a second look by thieves or vandals. It makes sense. I just haven’t taken this out for a drive in a while,” I told her.

We had finished loading up and were backing out of the driveway, right as a car-carrier semi-trailer pulled up to block the driveway.

The owner of the driving school got out to rush over to us. He waved at the truck driver to do something as he waited for me to get out.

He shook my hand as he said, “David, I can’t believe we managed to catch you before you left. I called your dad, and he said you were leaving as early as you could get out on the road. You won’t believe it, but we have a group of students that are specifically requiring that they get time driving an Exige during their training. You have the only one I can get my hands on quickly. The only downside is that the company they work for made me a hell of an offer when I told them I could get my hands on a custom-built one with the same paint job as yours. I talked to your dad, and he said it would be up to you if you would be willing to trade me for any one of the cars that I have in the car transport. My mechanic checked them all out from top to bottom before we would accept them. I think I know the one that you will probably want, but I’m not going to try to influence your decision. Whichever one you choose is yours. I will work with your dad to get the paperwork done with the state. Before you leave, you will have all the paperwork you need should you be pulled over for some reason. Each has plates on them from my state and the number to call to expedite registration in yours.”