Chapter 391: Kay Cee Without the Sunshine Band

Goodies.

“Fuck! I hate that cocksucking bastard. He cut off my phone,” Cee snarled.

Kay and Casey had their service shut off too. They were furious.

I got their attention and said, “I don’t know who you are pissed off at, but I take umbrage to you calling me a cocksucking bastard. Seeing as how your phones are ancient, I expect that your service disconnection is tied to me somehow. Oh, you’ve got goodie bags.”

The girls forgot their cell phones as they got into the bags. I watch them pulling things out and putting them on the table next to them. Even though it said to wait until later, in private, Casey opened one box, only to have a pair of nipple clips, clit numbing cream, a pussy plug, and a butt plug fall out onto the table. Kay and Cee’s eyes went wide when they realized what they were.

I put them back in the box and teased, “You can read, right? It said for later.”

Each got the brand and model of phone that they wanted, versus the latest iFruit. Inside was a document showing how the phones came with two years of pre-paid everything, including international calls and unlimited data. They had Bluetooth headsets or earbuds, based somehow on the girl’s preferences.

It is good that they have yeast infections, or I would have them fighting each other to give me their virginity right now.

Each found a small jewelry store bag at the very bottom. Inside they had all the jewelry that they had pawned over the last year. Much of it was irreplaceable one-of-a-kind things. I did let them give me hugs.

“Before you ask, I have no idea,” I told them. “I think there is some monster AI somewhere that is doing these things that help out the strays like you who end up at my house for whatever reason. It happens so often that I quit questioning it. I got a message on my phone that said your new phones have a modified OS that keeps them from sending out location information, except to specific places on the Internet that help locate you in an emergency or you go missing. It is to help protect you from whatever it is that you three are dealing with currently. Except for the two-blood sugar meters, please put the rest back in the bags so you can take your meds now before you forget. You three look exhausted, and tomorrow is a school day.”

“Oh fuck,” Cee said. “The only clothes we have are what wore here.”

“Not something to worry about right now,” I told them. “You stink, so after you get your meds, we are going to get you cleaned up, take care of your little problem, and then we can worry about clothes. Those panties are going in the trash. Don’t question me right now. We don’t have time.”

Trudy came in to get her and Bambi something to drink and said, “David is the only person I could trust to help you out without wanting anything in return. Plus, not only is he strong, he is fast. If you don’t believe me, ask yourselves how you are sitting in only panties, in a stranger’s kitchen, with all your meds, and anyone could see you through the windows. Did you even notice him stripping you?”

Until she told them that they were only in panties, they hadn’t even noticed. They did wonder how they were going to get clothes for tomorrow.

“David, go on up to get the funk off them. I will get the dishes to the sink. They need sleep badly,” Trudy said. “Have him wash your hair. He can fix it up nice in the morning too.”

Cee and Kay tested their blood sugar, happy to find the food appeared not to have affected their blood sugar enough to worry about insulin right now. They would check again right before bed.

I hadn’t even checked out my bathroom yet. It did have two toilet stalls and vanities. The shower could hold six people easily without anyone touching, and it had sprayers set up along the walls and ceiling. It had nook to put one foot to get clean between the legs or shave them, spaced about every twelve inches. The girls worked very hard to wash thoroughly between their legs. All three were very efficient in the shower, so we were done in about ten minutes. I dried quickly and then got the egg kits.

Using the place in my head to help get the right angle, I put their foot on my leg to open their bearded clams up enough that I was able to slide the plunger up into them. I got in as deeply as possible before pushing the egg out of the applicator.

Casey looked down when she asked, “Can I borrow a t-shirt and shorts? I, uh, sort of need the stuff from earlier to get to sleep. It is pretty embarrassing.”

The house directed us to “my” guest’s room. Inside we found four bedrooms with queen beds. It also had a big closet of clothes for the girls. Another closet had one wall with bins for underwear, with another wall had PJs and nightshirts.

All the girls had to wear panties with a liner because of the egg thing and the additional oozing. I got them pairs to wear tomorrow with bras.

“Panties only tonight, ladies,” I told them as I went to make sure that Cee and Kay had re-checked their insulin.

I made sure that they all took their birth control. The girls didn’t mind me tucking them into bed and kissing them on the lips. I did Cee and Kay first.

When I looked at Casey, she was looking nervous.

“Do you need them to get to sleep, or must you have them for you to sleep?” I asked.

“I can’t sleep without them,” she said softly.

I pulled her in my lap. All that remained between our bare skin were her panties.

I hugged her to me. After pulling it up between us, Casey soon turned around to push her tits against my chest and grind against my dick. I let her keep doing it but, I didn’t get hard.

When she started trying to get her bare pussy rubbing against my dick, I stopped her to say, “I know what your body and mind both want so badly, but not happening, even with a rubber. If you want your things, I will get them and help you set up for bed, though I don’t want to do that. Whoever has been having you do that or punishing you isn’t here, and I hope they never get to do that to you again unless you like it. There’s nothing wrong with the pain getting you off. To each their own. I think I have another way to get you to sleep if you want me to help.”

“Can I at least have the butt plug?” Casey asked. “I haven’t been eating very well, and when the need hits, I don’t always make it.”

I had it inside her before she could tense up. I went to work on rubbing her big clit. I soon found out why she had the numbing gel. It was to keep her from being able to get off hard and frequently. The nipple clamps also cut into her someway that caused her to keep from getting aroused at all. When she pulled away from me, she had cum five times without me needing to stop rubbing her clit. She had my dick in her mouth, doing her best to show me how she is an expert at sucking dick and deepthroating. A bit of moving around had me where I could keep rubbing her clit as she sucked me off. It didn’t take all that long. After another ten minutes, she lost interest in getting off again. I got her panties back on and tucked her in. Casey was asleep before I kissed her on the forehead.

Yeah, she’ll tell you she’s an orphan A
fter you meet her family

“You are always such a great guy,” Trudy told me. “I’ve met their parents, so I know they’re not orphans. They take their meds regularly, and that includes insulin and birth control. In the last few months, they have been coming to school and sneaking in the gym to get a shower. Some girls have managed to swipe their clothes and put clean ones in their place. I know they still have their cherries, and you were the first male to shower with them. Something is going on, but they won’t tell me. I took them to your old home to get them a week’s worth of clothes and bags to put them in. As you saw, they have flawless skin, even with them using the needles for the insulin. No one has ever seen a bruise on them anywhere except those they got at school in gym class. They all have straight-As in everything. Casey can already ace the paper part of her Spanish test, but her pronunciations need some work.”

Trudy insisted that she strip and hug me naked for a few minutes because she just needed it badly.

When she pulled back, Trudy said, “Bambi is a doll, even if she was much wilder than I was, but she was able to get herself under control. It is nice to have another girl to talk about those times with someone that has been there. Her brother Bart sounds like a pussy magnet. I can see why you were worried about who I brought over. So, with your parents gone for the week, at least, can the girls crash here for now?”

“That works for me. Oh, Chrissy is pretty much a nudist now, and Bart seems to enjoy running around Chrissy’s house naked. Camden is busy with the triplets, but she is at the resort with my parents. We planned to move Camden and her family into a mansion vacated after a divorce. The bat-shit crazy lady who lived there had been storing who knows what in a sub-basement no one knew was there. Molly took one look at the basement and declared it a biohazard. She found some company that came in to take it down a tractor-trailer width section at a time,” I explained.

Bambi came in and said, “Unless you are planning on screwing him or getting in bed with us, we are going to sleep. Before you find out tomorrow, Bart and Chrissy have found that they are no longer sexually compatible, so they are acting like siblings. You can meet everyone after school tomorrow. I’m stressed out of my mind and need David to hold me close so that I know I’m safe.”

It was already late, and she woke us up at six so she could go next door to find something to wear.

That made me laugh hard.

I dragged her to the clothing rooms and told her to find something. When she picked a toned-down but still showing that she had a hot body outfit, I got her a bra and panties that made it work that much better than her choices. The pink, green, and yellow sneakers didn’t go with it at all, but no one else would have any like them. I even did up her hair to make her look hot while still giving the appearance of being a bit cute.

At six-thirty, Cee and Kay were woken up by the house so that they had time to get their morning meds, eat, do their insulin, and be ready to go. Casey got up at seven-thirty. The house tried to wake her up, but I had to go in to do it. She was still dead to the world. I saw that she was full of good energy. She rushed to the bathroom to take care of her business.

“Can I call in sick to school today? I want to get back to sleep. You have no idea how good I slept, at least after I pulled that damn butt plug out. To answer the question from last night, I don’t like it, but I do it when I must,” Casey told me. “I slept so well. I was almost falling asleep before you worked me over. Please don’t let the other girls know about that or me sucking you off. They think that I’m a snow-white pure virgin. You don’t have to lose your virginity to know a lot about sex.”

I helped her dress, and then we went down to breakfast. In the kitchen, I found out that we had a lot of chefs and helpers.

“Ok, good morning David,” one of the chefs said. “Mistress House informed us of your guest’s dietary requirements, so we have prepared an appropriate breakfast and packed them lunch. We had no idea what you liked, only that you eat like a starved herd of hyenas.”

I had seen cereal last night, so I got the box, milk, bowl, and a spoon. Casey requested some eggs, bacon, fresh fruit, and juice.

After I put the milk and cereal away, I couldn’t find the dishwasher. The chef just laughed at me as one of the helpers took my dishes from me. I finished before any of the girls. Bambi went home to make sure Bart and Chrissy were ready to go.

I went around to fix the girl’s hair to make them happy with their looks, without needing any makeup. Soon Bart, Chrissy, and Bambi came over. Trudy was taking Cee, Kay, and Casey. I had Bart, Bambi, and Chrissy. They would be taking the bus unless they managed to get someone to take them.

Cee, Kay, and Casey hugged me and thanked me for helping them out without any strings attached.

Trudy told everyone, “Cool. A new good-looking boy toy. At least this one isn’t gay like the one that took all the girl’s eyes off David when he was a sophomore.”

She then told Bart that she was a lesbian, as are many of her friends.

“Look at it this way, Bart. If you see a girl hanging out with me, then assume they are only into girls. You won’t be having any issue getting laid, but be cool about it, and damn it, wear a rubber. You know David gets them by the truckload, so make sure you have some with you all the time. Hold on a minute. I have something just for you that came in recently. They are spermicidal finger covers supposedly active when a girl is wet and ready to go. All you have to do is get it inside a bit to have to do its’ thing.”

She had Cee, who hadn’t stopped being horny, hop up on a stool. Trudy flipped up Cee’s skirt, pulled her panties to the side, and put one of the finger caps on Bart’s pinkie a, told him to be gentle. Cee was still a virgin, including having a cherry.

Bart learned a lot over the years and knew that Cee wasn’t the least bit turned on, and pushing a finger in her would hurt her. He leaned in to attack her clit with his tongue and lips until she was dripping. I watched as Bart got his pinkie in her to figure out how the stuff worked, then Bart got some on his middle finger before sliding that into her. Cee had her legs locked around his head in less than two minutes as he took her over the edge. His finger kept tapping her g-spot until she pushed him away.

“You said assume any girls hanging with you were lesbians, so I did. I won’t win any muff diving competitions, like David, but I know my way around down there,” Bart said before wiping off his face.

He washed and patted Cee’s pussy dry.