Serendipity - Version Bravo

by Lubrican

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Chapter Ten

I was working when they stopped in my doorway. I looked up to see three living statues of the Venus De Milo. With arms. Their nudity was astonishing, because it was erotic and mundane at the same time. They were comfortable being naked in front of me, which made it mundane in the way nudists claim being naked is simply natural, without any necessary sexual component. At the same time, they were beautiful, and ripe, the very essence of female sexuality.

"We're going to the pool now," said Caitlin.

"Can I have a word with you first?" I asked.

"Sure," she said, not moving.

"Alone?"

"Oh. Okay."

"You two aren't going to get nasty right now ... right?" Ashley grinned at what she thought of as a teasing comment.

"That's not what I had in mind," I said.

"Okay, that's good," Ashley went on. "Because if you're going to do that, we get to watch, right?" She thought she was so clever.

"We'll let you know when it's time to watch," I said.

That seemed to satisfy her and she took Emma by the hand and led her away. Caitlin took a step into the room, but seemed a little uncertain.

"Come here," I said, softly, patting my lap.

She came and sat, putting one arm around my neck.

"I love you," I said.

"I know that," she responded.

"I'm not sure you do," I said. "I've loved you as my niece for a long time. But this is a different kind of love now. This is the kind of love that means I want to be very careful not to hurt you."

"You'd never hurt me," she said.

"What I mean is that I don't want to do anything with Ashley or Emma if that would hurt your feelings," I said.

"Oh," she said. "I don't care about that. I love them, and we share everything."

"You seem worried," I said.

"It's just that I've never felt like this before," she said. "I know exactly what you mean when you said it's a different kind of love. I've loved you for a long time too. And I even thought it was romantic love. But something happened and now it's scary somehow. I don't want to go home. I've never felt like that before."

"We seem to have fallen in love, then," I said. "That's what I was talking about when I said we shouldn't do this. I shouldn't have done it with you, and I shouldn't do it with either of them."

"You didn't do anything," said Caitlin, sounding more sure of herself. "I did what I wanted to do. There wasn't anything you could do about it."

"I could have pushed you off."

"And I'd have been furious with you. I needed to do that. I felt like I was going to explode. I had to do it."

"And the reason I didn't push you off was that I wanted to love you that way. I've wanted to for several years, now."

"Well, then," she said. "Problem solved."

"Except it creates a whole new set of problems. You have to go home."

"I know," she said. "But I've been thinking about that."

"You have to go home, Caitlin," I said.

"I know. That's not what I meant. I've been thinking about things ... after high school."

"That's a year away," I said.

"A year isn't going to change how I feel about you," she said.

"Me either," I admitted.

"Okay, so we have time to make plans. It won't be the end of the world. People in the military are separated from their families for a year all the time. Sometimes more. And they make it work."

"That doesn't mean it's easy," I said.

"What's worth having is worth working hard to get," she said, with uncharacteristic wisdom.

"I agree," I said. "But where does that leave us with the other two?"

"You have to help them," she said.

"You actually want me to do that with them?"

"They're like the sisters I never had. I love them. They deserve to feel what I felt."

"That's crazy," I said. "Women just don't think that way."

"I do," she said. "There are things you don't know about us."

"Such as?"

"We share everything," she said.

"I knew that."

"I mean we share each other."

"Hmmm," was my response. My imagination fired up.

"There was a time we were worried we were lesbians," she said.

"Really!" My imagination erupted.

"But you convinced us we weren't."

"I did? How did I do that?"

"By being your sexy self. We all had crushes on you. That's why we made the pact. We love being together with each other, and putting you into the mix just seems even sexier. It's just how we feel."

"Wow."

"So you show Ashley a good time, and I'll work on Emma. It would be nice if the pact was finished by the time I leave."

"Okay," I said, finally convinced I wasn't going to ruin Caitlin's day by showing some "affection" toward the others.

"And then, on the way home, we're going to zip our sleeping bags together, and only get one motel room, instead of separate ones, like before, and I'm going to have you all to myself.”

I didn't have a response to that.

But I didn't need a verbal response.

The penis she was sitting on did that for me.

She giggled, and stood up. She bent over and patted my bulge.

"See you in a few minutes," she whispered to my pants.

I wasn't far behind her. The thought of her "seeing me" in a few minutes made me impatient to be seen.

That said, this whole business of being involved with the girls was now familiar enough that I didn't get hard at the drop of a hat any more. I got hard unexpectedly, but I didn't stay hard constantly, like I had when it all started.

So the stiffy she had created was hanging loosely when I sauntered out onto the patio. The girls were actually swimming, instead of just standing around talking. I thought about going in, but decided I didn't really feel like getting wet. So I sat on a chaise lounge and watched them instead. It was kind of fun, because they were moving, and mostly in the water, but every so often I got a shot of something interesting. There would be a breast here, a shot of pussy there. Emma rolled over and started doing the back stroke, which put her breasts on display nicely.

I was relaxed. I was under the impression that nothing was going to happen until the next night, during the sleepover. So I wasn't worried about having to perform, or make anybody happy. Of course it was possible someone would just want to play. They were fascinated with my penis, and playing around with it was always high on their list of things to do. But that was just fun, and there was no pressure involved.

I realized I had been daydreaming about someone playing with my cock, and then realized they had stopped swimming. Their heads were together again. Ashley looked over at me and then turned back to the others. Half a minute later they started wading toward my corner of the pool.

Considering what happened next, I think it's really interesting that it was Ashley who approached me.

"Hey," she said, standing over me, but not dripping on me.

"Hey," I returned. Something was obviously up. She was acting froggy.

"We were wondering ... Emma was wondering about something," she said.

I looked at Emma. Her voice wasn't broken. She wasn't looking at me, though. She seemed to be a little pink around the cheeks, and they hadn't been out in the sun long enough for it to be that.

"What was Emma wondering about?" I asked, taking the bait.

"Well, she's still worried ... sort of afraid that when you pop her cherry, it will hurt, or be weird or something."

"It could be all three," I said.

I could tell immediately that she wasn't really trying to reassure Emma, because she didn't pick up on the fact that she hadn't listed three actual things Emma was afraid of. My reply blew right past her as she went on to the next thing she had already planned to say.

"So we were thinking that if she actually saw what it was like, maybe she wouldn't be so scared when the time comes."

"Emma wants to see me fuck somebody?" I grinned. These girls were so transparent.

"Not fuck," said Ashley, looking pained. "You know ... like you called it ... making love. And not just anybody."

"And I suppose you're going to graciously offer to bite the bullet so she can see it's not as scary as she thinks it is." I smiled widely.

Ashley actually looked shocked.

"No! Not me. Kat!"

I looked at Caitlin, who had the grace to look at least a little embarrassed. I couldn't tell if this had been her idea, or Ashley's. I knew Emma hadn't come up with this little gem of an idea. My mind churned. It had to be Ashley. If Caitlin had thought of it, she'd have just come ask me if I thought it was a good idea. And she wasn't doing this because she was horny. She knew she had all night with me, after her friends went home.

And she knew what having all night with me was like.

So it had to be Ashley. It was Ashley who was horny, but she'd already pushed the envelope enough and wasn't willing to jeopardize the sleepover - and her chance to find out what it was like herself. But if she could get something else going, then who knew what would happen? Maybe one girl wouldn't be enough for horny old Uncle Bob. Emma wouldn't want to do anything, so maybe Ashley thought that would give her the opportunity to fall on my sword, so to speak, a day early. I had her number, and I couldn't resist putting the screws to her.

"I see," I said. "Well, if Emma is really worried, and if this could help ease her fears ... and if Caitlin is willing, of course, I suppose she and I could take Emma up to my bedroom while you swim, or catch some sun or whatever. Yes, I'd be willing to demonstrate for Emma, to sooth her concerns."

"What?" Ashley looked stricken. "No, wait. You don't have to go up to your bedroom. You could just do it right here. Right?" She looked over at Caitlin for help. Caitlin, who had been badgered into agreeing to do this in the first place, had figured out that I had tumbled to Ashley's little plot. I think she could tell by my smirk. So she hopped on my bandwagon.

"Well, I guess that would be better than doing it out here in the open, where anybody might see us. We wouldn't want anybody else to see us doing that. I mean ... it's like illegal, you know?" She whispered the word "illegal" in a loud stage whisper.

"No!" moaned Ashley, who saw her plan crumbling before her eyes. "Can I at least come with you?" I saw the light bulb go on above her head and she rushed on. "I can hold Emma's hand, in case she gets upset!"

I pointed at Ashley with my index finger, and then inverted my hand and crooked it at her.

"What?" she asked.

"Come sit on my lap," I said.

"Why?" She was suddenly wary.

"Ashley, come sit on my lap," I ordered, my voice firm.

She looked at Kat, but then stepped toward me. She started to sit sideways, with both feet on the same side of the lounger.

"Not that way," I said, stopping her. "Straddle me."

"You mean sit on your ... "

"Dick," I finished for her. "Don't worry. It's not hard right now. It won't hurt you."

"I know that," she scoffed, but she looked at it nervously anyway.

"Sit down, Ashley," I said again.

"Why?"

"Because I want to talk to you."

She opened her mouth to argue, but then thought better of it. Almost carefully, she stepped over my knees. That put her in an awkward position, because her knees were bent outwards. It also put her pussy on display and she knew it. She blushed, but she sat down.

"What?" she asked, scooting up to, but not on top of my penis.

"If you want to see me make love to Caitlin, just ask us if that's okay," I said.

Again, she opened her mouth, but then closed it. She looked off to one side.

"I'm just so horny," she said, softly.

"Don't you have a vibrator?" I asked. It was a shot in the dark, but the odds were in my favor.

"It's not the same," she said, without blinking an eye.

"I thought you had to be home for supper," I said.

"I do," she said. "But that's two hours from now. And I know we can't do anything right now, but at least I could see what it's like. Kat keeps saying it's so fantastic, and all I've ever seen are pornos, and I know they're fake."

I looked at Caitlin. "How do you feel about this?"

"You already know I'll do it with you any time I can," she said, her voice completely calm and natural.

"With them watching?"

"I'm going to watch when you do it with them," she said, shrugging.

I looked up at Ashley.

"Will you get it ready for her?"

Relief flooded her face and I actually saw her nipples firm up and become erect. Without another word, she lifted one leg over and knelt on the cement beside me. Two seconds later she was sucking my cock like she meant it. I looked at Emma.

"You want any part of this?"

"What do you mean?" she asked, looking skeptical.

"I'd love some kisses, and I've never sucked your nipples, which I think you'd really like."

"Really?" She beamed.

"I've sucked her nipples," said Caitlin, her voice sultry. She was turning up the heat, and now that the time frame of the pact had been advanced, the fact that they "played" with each other wasn't going to be a secret any more.

"It's not the same," said Emma, fielding Caitlin's pop fly almost nonchalantly.

She came over and leaned over to tease me with her breasts.

"Mmm, I love that," she sighed, when I captured one and sucked lustily on it. She looked at Caitlin. "It really is different," she said.

Maybe three minutes later I had been fluffed by a couple of pros. They leaned away from me and looked at Kat, who had stood, casually masturbating while she watched them get me ready.

"Me on top?" she asked, looking at me.

"They'll be able to see better," I agreed.

Now it was Caitlin who straddled the chaise lounge, bending her knees outward and exposing her glistening pussy lips. She reached for my fresh wood and, almost majestically, maintained eye contact with me while she lowered herself until the glans nestled between her already gaping pussy lips.

"How do you know where to put it?" asked Emma.

"You just know," said Kat. The "know" turned into "knoooooow" as she sank down on my dick until it punched her cervix like sparring partner.

"Shit!" gasped Ashley, who had watched the penis she had just been sucking vanish into her friend's vagina. Ashley knew exactly how big that penis was, because only a minute earlier it had filled her mouth to overflowing. "Doesn't that hurt?"

"Oh fuck no," groaned Caitlin, as she put her hands on my chest and leaned forward to ease the pressure on her cervix slightly. "It feels wooooonderful."

She started wiggling, getting into position to use her feet, thighs and arms. When we were in bed, she had to rest on her knees, which gave her only a little room to maneuver in. But now that she was on her feet, she had much more range of motion. She was able to lift her weight until all that rubbed against me was her clitty itself. And, of course, my penis inside her.

"Don't you dare cum yet," she said, already panting.

"Crap!" yipped Emma. "We didn't put a condom on him!"

"Too late," panted Caitlin. "Besides, when he shoots, it's all warm and wet feeling. It's so nice. It's like I can feel his love leaving his body and entering mine. I love that feeling."

"But he could get you pregnant!" cried Emma.

"I've about decided I want him to," gasped Caitlin.

"Kat!" squealed both musketeers.

"Well? It would solve the problem of me having to stay away from him," grunted Kat. She was getting close now. I could feel the tremors in her pussy that signaled an orgasm was not far off.

"What?" Both other girls sounded upset.

"If I get pregnant, Mom would have to let me live with him," she said.

"Bad idea," I said, nowhere near my own orgasm. "She might have me sent to jail and make you give up the baby."

"No way," said Caitlin, as she lowered her body back on mine. "I need you to kiss me now. I'm going to cum."

I kissed her, and twiddled her nipples to boot, knowing that would make her orgasm even better. She came hard, and she didn't try to hold anything in. I wondered if Connie Wilkinson was, at that very moment, hurrying across the lawn to my privacy fence, having heard what she must have interpreted as bloody murder being committed. It was too early for Jeff to be home, but Connie was surely there. I didn't think there were any holes in the fence. I'd told the company I wanted complete privacy when they put it up, and I'd checked it pretty thoroughly.

If there was, the jig was up. Unless, of course Connie saw her daughter ... her baby girl ... stark naked and fingering herself (which she was, in fact, doing) before she saw me fucking my niece.

Then again, either way, the cops would be involved.

Ashley figured it out too, because she left off fingering her own pussy and ran to plaster her mouth across Kat's, at least lowering the volume of the orgasm.

Eventually, things calmed down. Caitlin sat up, this particular orgasm not having robbed her of strength.

"You didn't cum," she panted.

"That is correct," I said.

"Why not?"

"I thought we could show them some other positions."

"I only know one other position," she said.

"Then perhaps I could show you some other positions at the same time," I said, grinning.

"Okay," she said, brightly.

We started with doggy style, which was dangerous, because as soon as I saw Kat's bubble butt and the swell of her hips in front of me, and slid into her, I felt the urge to try to cum. She had a beautiful back. She started on her hands and knees.

"It's nice," she said, looking over her shoulder at me. "But not as nice as the other ways."

"You can rub your clit while I do this," I said, and started moving in and out of her.

She did that, going down onto her head instinctively, which let her support her upper body while using one hand to reach between her legs. It also gave me room to go a little deeper.

"Better," she panted, "but I like it better when you rub my clitty."

"Patience," I said. "This is a good position for when you really do want to get pregnant some day."

She clearly wasn't getting excited by doggy style. I was pretty sure spooning her wouldn't be her favorite either, but it would let both other girls get a very clear view of my cock spreading her pussy lips, so I rolled us to our sides and had her lift her top leg up. Emma and Ashley got on their hands and knees, their noses only inches from Kat's pussy, as she reached to put me in her.

I was right. She didn't like that position either.

Finally I moved her to the grass and took the pad off the chaise lounge to put under her. I mounted her missionary style, and her legs flew wide.

"Now we're talking," she huffed, welcoming me deep into her. I stayed deep and rotated.

"Yes! That!" she yipped.

I explained what I was doing to the two observers, while Kat had another orgasm.

Don't ask me why, but for some reason the animal came out in me again. I slid my arms under Kat's knees and lifted them to my shoulders, bending her in half and lifting her butt off the mat. She was helpless in this position, and it let me get deeper than I had ever been in her before, even when she was on top. She groaned as the tip of my cock punished the lips of her womb.

"And this position," I panted, looking over at two wide-eyed teenagers, "is the best one for getting the tip of your cock almost into her womb, so that when you shoot, all your sperm flood through. It's the best position to fuck her just as pregnant as it's possible to make her.”

And then I made it clear I was doing exactly that ... flooding her womb with my sperm.

And right in the middle of it, I looked over at Emma, whose mouth was hanging open.

"And someday, sweet, little Emma, I'm going to do this to you too."

Apparently, getting her ashes hauled in front of her best friends removed the last shreds of inhibitions from Caitlin's person. I found this out when, after I got off of her, she stayed splayed open. I looked to see her pussy lips were red and swollen, and my cum was already welling out between them.

But that wasn't what surprised me. What surprised me was that she pointed at Ashley and spoke in a manner I would never have believed she even could, much less would.

"You made me do this. Now get over here and suck his cum out of my pussy so I don't get pregnant!"

Ashley blanched. I would find out this was not at the idea of sucking my cum out of Kat's pussy. No, what upset her was that Kat had spilled beans that none of the girls had ever intended to spill ... the fact that they were secret muffin munchers.

Of course she had no way of knowing that Kat had confessed some things to me the night before. She hadn't gone into excruciating detail, but I knew that the girls masturbated together, and each other. It wasn't a real leap to imagine that things had gone farther than that.

But while Ashley wasn't yet ready for the world to know she licked the split, now and then, my pronouncement of what I was going to do to Emma had so inflamed her that she was completely rattled.

"I will," she gasped.

"No!" barked Caitlin. "Ashley needs to learn that she can't bully us anymore. He knows we do this. Now get down here and suck, bitch!"

I was astonished. Caitlin had never used that kind of language. Nor had she used that voice, which almost had me jumping to do her bidding. And, most fantastic of all, Ashley responded, not like the domineering teenager she so often was, but almost meekly.

"You didn't have to tell him about that," she complained, getting on her hands and knees, and then just lying down between Caitlin's thighs.

It became obvious within seconds that Ashley's only complaint was that I had found things out that she preferred be kept secret. She dove into Kat's pussy like she was starving.

"At least save some for me," whined Emma.

I reached for Emma's hand and pulled her to me. She stiffened, but only for a few seconds, and then melted into my embrace.

"You can suck where it came from," I suggested, softly.

She smiled.

"It won't get hard again, though, right?"

"Probably not."

"Are you really going to do that to me?" she asked, suddenly.

"If you let me," I said.

"Really? Just like that?"

"It will feel different than it looked," I said.

"It made me want to run around and scream," she said.

"Well, when we do it, you won't be able to run around, but you can scream all you want to." I grinned.

She knelt, and reached for my cock. All she did was hold it at first.

"This went right into her ... right up inside her! It was amazing!"

"Yup," I said.

"And it didn't hurt. It was obvious it didn't hurt."

"So I'm told," I said.

Then she stopped talking and, to the sound track of Ashley's slurping and sucking and smacking, Emma tried her very best to get me hard again anyway.

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