Serendipity - Version Bravo
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Ashley loosened up after
that, returning to the rest hand in hand with me, and no longer pensive.
And that loosened the other two musketeers up
I almost laughed when
Emma, sensing Ashley's comfort level had improved, said "Let's get this
show on the road!"
There was only one more
glitch in the event. That happened when
we moved to my bedroom. The girls got
naked, giggling nervously, but when we piled onto the bed, it became
that a queen sized bed wasn't going to hack it for all four of us at
time. And that seemed to be what they
It was Ashley who
suggested that we take the mattress back to the living room, where it
placed in front of the couch. The couch
then became expansion seating, so to speak.
What transpired then was
kind of ball-of-puppies kind of thing, where we wrestled around on the
mattress, copping feels, and trading kisses.
Again, "orgy" probably isn't the right word for it, but only
one girl could kiss me at any given time, and the level of excitement
the point that whichever two girls weren't in my immediate embrace,
embrace each other. And kiss each other.
I think the moment Emma
chose to move things forward was based on the fact that, at one point,
was sitting on the couch, leaning back with her legs spread, and
Caitlin was on
her knees with her face buried between those spread legs.
Emma. "I'm still scared, but let's
do it now!"
I thought about what
Ashley had said, about the two of them wanting to be dominated, for
reason. But I wanted Emma to feel like
she was safe. I know that sounds
asinine, considering the circumstances, but that was what I thought
"You can be on
top," I said.
Apparently their previous
conversations didn't take as hard with Emma, because she nodded.
I lay down and she crawled to sit on my
thighs, sitting over my balls. My rigid
cock was right in front of her. She
reached for it and her grip was without tension.
"Just rub the tip
around your clit a little," I suggested.
She did that, bending my
cock to bring the tip between the slick folds of her labia.
"I'm going to do
it," she panted, but it didn't sound like she was talking to me.
My hips gave a little
bump. It was automatic.
barked. "I'm going to do it!"
Caitlin's face came away
Ashley's pussy. It was shiny with her
friend's excitement. Ashley moaned,
sounding less than happy. But she sat up
and leaned forward.
There were no words of
encouragement. Two of the musketeers
simply sat and watched as Emma dug the tip of my cock deeper into her
scooted forward. It didn't work, because
the angle was all wrong.
Caitlin reached with her
left hand to grip my cock. Her right
hand slid across Emma's left butt cheek and applied lifting pressure.
Emma leaned forward, putting her hands on my
chest and rose on her knees. Caitlin
held me upright and, as Emma lowered herself, she lined things up.
I expected Emma to go
slowly, but just like Caitlin had been, she was so excited that she
it over with, sinking with a groan, being filled for the first time
something that wasn't made of silicone, or whatever dildos are made of.
Her eyes closed tightly,
and then opened wide as she sat up.
"Oh Mamma," she
"Does it hurt?"
asked Ashley, breathlessly.
Emma's high pitched reply.
"You're gonna love
It became apparent that
Caitlin had given them the blow by blow of her own experiences, because
leaned forward again and, with her arms straight, changed her angle as
until she found the sweet spot that rubbed her clit.
Then she was off to the
races, searching for that first penis-induced orgasm.
It was almost comical, in
a way, because Emma went just a little spastic.
Her hair was flying and her hips were moving as fast as she
them to go. Her abdominal muscles
actually rippled, like a belly dancer's.
And she couldn't really "talk." What
came out of her mouth was a series of
grunts, whines and other noises that sounded more like she was being
than anything else I can think of.
Ashley, meanwhile, wanted
input on how things were going. She
peppered Emma with questions. I'm not
sure Emma actually tried to answer them, but some of those choking
right after Ashley asked a question.
Then Caitlin chimed in,
saying "Don't cum in her, Uncle Bob.
We forgot the condom."
Emma stopped, as if
frozen. Her head turned to look at
Caitlin, and then here chin dropped as she looked at where we were
joined. Finally she looked at my face.
"I'm good," I
said, smiling. "I'm just having
Then, just as suddenly as
she'd frozen, her hips were moving again.
Things were a little
hectic, so my estimates are suspect, but I think it took her five or
minutes before her grunts, whines and choking noises rose to a fever
pitch. Then she let out what can only be
described as a scream, and her pussy muscles started fluttering all
cock. I reached to pinch her nipples.
Caitlin liked that, so I hoped Emma would
Suddenly, her ability to
make noises went away, because all she did was sit, rigidly, moving her
only an inch or two, grinding her clit against the base of my cock, and
raggedly. Again, she closed her eyes
tightly and, in slow motion, she bent her arms, lowering herself to lie
chest, with her face in my neck.
"I love you,"
"It's just a
crush," I said, grinning.
"I love you,"
I looked at Kat, who
grinned at me. Ashley just sat there,
her mouth frozen in a small "o" at what she'd seen.
Some women like to lie
around after a good orgasm. Others are
energized. Emma was one of the
latter. She suddenly pushed up, gave me
a couple more wiggles, and looked at Ashley.
"You're going to
fucking love this, Ash."
She stood up, and there
was a wet, sucking sound as she pulled off of me. She
rolled to one side and lay, splayed out.
"I am soooo glad I
did that," she sighed.
Caitlin looked at my
shiny, wet cock, and abandoned Ashley to crawl over and take me into
mouth. She sucked me clean and sat up on
her knees to smack her lips. Then she
crawled over me to Emma.
"He didn't cum in you
... right? Do I need to suck his sperms
out of your pussy?"
"You can suck my
pussy all you want," sighed Emma.
She looked over at Ashley, who was still sitting on the edge of
couch, her knees spread, her hands on her knees. "You
better take your turn, because I'm
ready to go again," she warned.
I sat up and crawled to
Ashley, making it obvious I intended to take up where Caitlin had left
off. She relaxed and leaned back while I
her bald pussy lips, splitting them with my tongue and then making it
as it slid over her clit. I did that
half a dozen times, and then kissed my way up her belly to her breasts.
I lifted my face.
"No," she said,
her voice a whisper.
"You want to do it
I rose up and brought the
tip of my cock to her flushed lips. I
gripped it and nosed it around her clit.
"Want to do it right
She was helpless.
I don't mean that in a bad way.
She just had no idea what or how she wanted
things to progress. Instead of asking
her more, I simply worked the tip of my cock into her pussy, until her
clamped down behind the head.
"You okay?" I
Her eyes were wide and
round. She was holding her breath.
I waited until she couldn't hold it any more
and then, as she let it out, and I knew she was incapable of pushing, I
into her until I bottomed out.
She drew in a deep breath
and groaned, "Ohhh fuuuuck."
"Want me to take it
out?" I asked.
whispered. "I feel stuffed, but it
I pulled back a few
and slid back in.
"I can't really rub
your clit like this. You want to move to
"You'll have to take
it out," she panted.
"I don't want you to
take it out."
"We can try it
here," I said.
What transpired was that
she slid to her right, slowly falling down and I crawled up, to keep
penetration, and we ended up with her lying on her back on the couch,
heel on the top of the back rest and the other on the floor.
And then, suddenly, I was in the position I
needed to be in to thrust lustily into her.
That's what I did.
I just fucked the poor girl ragged.
If you'll recall, I
mentioned earlier that Ashley has a potty mouth when she cums.
That's how I know she came twice before the
urge hit me. And, as I mentioned
earlier, Caitlin knew me pretty well by then, in terms of what to
me during coitus.
"You can't cum in
Ashley either," she hissed right in my ear, just as the girl she was
referring to came down from her second cum.
Ashley's eyes opened
wide. I didn't stop.
"Remember what I told
you?" I said.
"You want me to take
she moaned. Her hands came to my ass and
her fingernails dug in.
"I'm gonna cum,"
"Ohhh fuck!" she
wailed. Her third orgasm hit her
unexpectedly, I think, because she wiggled all over.
I turned my head and
"One for all and all
for one," I panted.
And then I shot poor
Ashley just full of baby makers.
Of course I was in the
house. In fact, all three women were
angry with me.
Caitlin and Ashley were
mad for the obvious reason that I had hazarded Ashley's uterus.
And I had no defense for my actions.
Telling them the truth, that nature had taken
over, wouldn't do any good. All I could
do was promise - repeatedly - that it would never happen again.
Which led, of course, to
Emma being furious because while I came in Caitlin on a more or less
basis, and I had just cum in Ashley, it was perfectly clear that Uncle
would not be coming in any more girls
that night. Which meant she was going to
be left out of that part of the whole
It wasn't fair.
All for one, and one for
So the "orgy"
got kind of side tracked there for a little while, as Emma argued that
should get to feel what that was like, and the other two insisted she
should not. From my vantage point, I felt
lucky that they
hadn't broken up the whole party. And,
in truth, they might have beaten her down if Caitlin hadn't been
straws and said, "Emma, it's no big deal.
You really can't feel anything anyway."
She forgot that she had
described, in Technicolor, how fantastic it felt for that ball of
suddenly "just explode in her belly" while I was gasping and grunting
and so obviously enslaved to my lover. On
multiple occasions Caitlin had said that was the best part of having
because, in her opinion, it was the most intimate part of having sex.
If the image of two girls
sitting at the feet of a third, in front of the fireplace comes to
if, in that image the two sitting girls are begging the other one,
"Please, Kat. Just one more
time. Tell us the part about how good it
feels for your lover to cum inside you," you might not be as silly as
Maybe she told them about
it so many times that it became something routine, and un-memorable.
In any case, Emma wasn't
stupid. She knew her two friends quite
well, and knew they'd never give up trying to protect her.
And let's be truthful. That's what
they were trying to do - protect
her. Emma certainly didn't need a baby
on her hip while sitting in Geometry class in her senior year of high
school. But Emma also "knew,"
like so many other young women, that she wasn't going to get pregnant
man cumming in her just one time. That
was just too bizarre to contemplate. And
you heard stories all the time about women who wanted to get pregnant,
couldn't, even though they tried all the time, even going to the point
having sex on a schedule! Right?
So Emma slowly caved to
And then, around four in
the morning, when Caitlin and Ashley were sleeping off the exhaustion
overdose, she pulled me on top of her one last time and, because now
she knew what my physical signals meant,
whispered in my ear, "Cum in me, Uncle Bob. Just
this once. I want to feel what that's
like. Please cum in me."
She didn't really need to
put her arms and legs around me, trapping me inside her.
I was pretty far gone by then too. Each
girl had tried all the positions, and
each girl had showed me what girl on girl positions looked like.
We were all pretty much wasted.
Plus, every time I'd gone inside a girl after
my faux pas with Ashley, my penis had been securely snug in a condom.
Except for the last time
that night, when Emma woke me up and pulled me on top of her.
I had dozed off, and she roused me by
sucking my worn out prong until it was hard again.
And Emma made love with her whole body, which
was something unique among my previous lovers.
When Emma had sex, it was a celebration, a little party in which
danced and drank and went a little wild, which made the guy feel like
the most spectacular lover in the world.
So when I awoke, groggy from too short a nap, and Emma was
coaxing me on
top of her lush body, I went willingly, not thinking about the fact
I slid into her, it felt extra hot and silky in there.
The point is that, when
all finally collapsed in a ball of contented, sleeping puppies, two of
puppies had pussies full of spunk. And
the third was a veteran at knowing how that felt.
Emma was impressed, by
way. When I jetted into her, she whispered, "You can feel it!"
All in all, it had been a
good night. The girls had engaged in
something they'd remember the rest of their lives, and which probably
never happen again. Through it all there
was a hovering sense that this wasn't a permanent form of amusement,
this one-time event was simply for their edification.
I know that word usually refers to moral and
intellectual improvement, and of course I know that neither of those
involved, but it's the only word I can think of for what I think they
And it probably would have stayed a good night, except for one, tiny thing they hadn't thought about. Nobody had thought about it. In fact, I'd argue that even if we'd sat around for hours making a game of thinking up "What could go wrong?" nobody would have thought up the possibility that Caitlin's mother would, at seven thirty in the morning, walk through the front door with the idea of surprising her brother and daughter by arriving to drive back to California with them.
Nobody thought about that possibility.
At least not until she stood there looking at the remnants of the orgy.
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