16 November 2020

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Not what we expected

Caralyn here. Your friendly Hoosier. Really friendly, if you get my drift.

I'm a horny little thing.

The religious leader meeting didn't go at all like I expected. Which is good. We set up another meeting for the interested religious school leaders. It's this afternoon. They all wanted to move quickly, and we were down for it. It was going to be at the community center and heavily featured a tour of the wrestling room. Can but don't have to was going to be stretched. I admit that Pari and I have a little side bet on which people will, um, get into the spirit. My position was all of them. She identified three that wouldn't.

We'll see. All that did was put a target on them for me to seduce. I'm a bit competitive. The competition includes a weekend where the winner dominates the loser. I had no experience and kind of hoped I'd lose.

Maybe I wouldn't seduce one of them. Look at me. I went from limited experience to fucking up a storm. Our whole town did.

We're happier now.

I'm headed out to breakfast now, with Pari, Morgon, Shelby, and Erin. Belen and Safie couldn't come, which bummed me a little. I haven't met Erin yet, but if she's as fun as Pari and Morgon, breakfast should be fun. Girl time. I like girl time. They said they'd pick me up at our new house. Somehow, the day after Chace owned it, it was completely furnished. Very nicely I might add. I wasn't feeling the need for my own house yet. Being 9 and all.

I heard a sound. Kind of a loud whoosh. Being a curious girl, I went out the front door.

Holy fuck. There was a Star Wars plane in the street in front of our house. All the neighbors came running out too. We had barely even met any of them yet. My family came out too. The plane door opened and the four of them came down the stairs.

OK, I cannot stop laughing. You know those stupid outfits they wear in every futuristic sci-fi movie? Kind of shiny silver, with turtleneck shirts. Everyone looks the same.

Yep. All four of them. Matching silver outfits. By now my family was all in the yard and we couldn't stop laughing. Our neighbors were just staring, both at the plane and the girls. The joke complete, the girls started pulling off their outfits.

Yeah, you were hoping, weren't you? They were all wearing something underneath. Darn it. OK, not much underneath. I love tight shirts without bras. Everything from nothing at all through puffies through very nice breasts.

I was going to have fun. Fun. I needed that capital F. They were so gracious and stayed for quite a while and let people see inside the plane. They were blocking the street, but nobody seemed to care. Everyone was just leaving their cars in the road and coming to see the space plane. Morgon tells me it is an S-88. I don't know what that means, but she said that she had ordered one for me. She promised that she'd arrange for training. She also promised that training would be fun. Something about socks, but I didn't quite follow. Finally we all climbed on board. Morgon dropped into the pilot's seat and Shelby into the co-pilot's seat. I sat in the jump seat. Pari and Erin sat in the back, but once we were off the ground, they came in and sat on the floor. We got up pretty high and suddenly they floated off the floor.

I'll be damned. We swam to the back and they showed me what the socks are for. Dildos are fun and all, but we needed some cock.

"Already arranged," said Morgon. Really? Oh boy. We went back and all sat back down.

"Watch this," said Morgon. I was looking out the front with the most incredible view of the curvature of the Earth. Morgon hit a button and everything changed. We were still looking at the curvature of the Earth, except it wasn't.

If I didn't know better, I'd say it was a different planet. The colors. So vivid. So wrong.

It's not a different planet, is it? They all started laughing.

"Oh yes it is," said Erin. Then they all laughed. We started going down and I could see a lake. Is that a lake? It goes forever. We finally landed right next to an incredible house right on the water. There was a marina at the edge of the lake. We landed and went down the stairs and the air was incredible. Suddenly they all started stripping and threw their clothes back onto the plane. Not being born yesterday, I did the same.

"This is a no clothes weekend," declared Morgon. "Or maybe it is a no clothes planet. I know I've never worn clothes here." Well I was just fine with that, particularly when the door to the cabin opened and men started streaming out. Lots of men. Lots of naked men. Men of all ages. All shapes. All colors. A regular cornucopia of men. All naked. I might have said that, but it appears to be integral to the story.

"We went with a three to one ratio," said Shelby. "We find that anything less than that wears them out too fast, particularly given this group likes to play with each other. If we do wear them down, we'll invite a few more."

A few more. Fifteen men might not be enough for us.

Spoiler alert: It wasn't.

Did I mention the blue grass?

The first person I met was Erin's brother, Earl. I've read the journal. Every word. Needed some coaching. Got it from King Bob. Amazing lover now.

I could meet the others later. You can't even imagine how soft the grass is. Imagine the softest thing you have ever felt. That's sandpaper in comparison.

Soft. I know, because four seconds after meeting Earl, I was lying in the grass. Seven seconds after meeting Earl, I was bucking through my first orgasm on another planet. I realized quickly that trying to count my orgasms was not practical. Right then Earl rolled onto his back, lifting me in the air, and settling me on his cock. Damn that boy is strong. I just bounced and bounced, until I could feel him swell. You're expecting cum to fly everywhere, aren't you?

Nope. I have decided that all loads go right into me this weekend. After all, my besties will clean me out. In this case it was Erin, with Earl. Siblings together is a rush.

I felt like that was a hypothesis I should confirm, so it was good that Denne, Pari's brother, was here too. Now that might have been a little unfair because I enjoyed Denne in the ass while enjoying Tim in the front.

Yeah, that Tim. Oh. My. God.

I could narrate the weekend, and maybe I will someday, but let's just say the three to one ratio wasn't enough. Hell, I think Pari wore out three of them. That girl is smoking. OK, not fair, I'd do every girl on this trip.

Which I did. Repeatedly. This is a planet full of dildos. Maybe not full, but a variety. Did you know that there is an entire research team developing improved dildos? Seriously. Over 150 people, developing improved dildos. The fact that it is at IBM is a little hilarious, but have you met Erin? Yeah, not as surprising as you think. Erin brought several of the dildos that are in final testing.

We were the test group. All of them got a thumbs up from us. One really stood out though. I am telling you, it feels just like a cock. One of the secrets is that it senses when you're getting close and swells, just like a real cock that is about to cum.

Pushes me over every time.

So those fifteen were done by early afternoon. On Saturday. Pari did suggest we let them use a lot on each other for a couple reasons.

She had already arranged more cock. And it is damn fun to watch. And participate. Just as we were watching Tim fuck Earl, with Pari at the front of the train, another plane appeared. Literally appeared. Hell yes we're outside. The soft grass, right?

Juanita, Amai, Gina, Remei, Averie. What did they have in common?

Tits and a cock.

"Hey, I had a craving," said Pari, with a laugh.

A damn fine craving it was. They lasted until 1600. Still on Saturday.

You should have seen the next group. And the next. And...

Another night

Morgon and Pari sent the men home on Sunday afternoon and told me that we were spending one more night.

I was down with that. Back to just the girls. The girls now includes the aforementioned Juanita, Amai, Gina, Remei, and Averie.

"Yeah, yeah, lots of sex," said Pari. "But that's not what tonight is about. Then again, knowing this group, it is about that too. We're horny little things, aren't we?"

Um, yes.

"Tonight we're going to teach you more about your powers," said Morgon. My powers. Yeah, sure.

"You know every single one of us heard that, right?" asked Pari. "Normally we require permission to read someone, but we're a little more open about it until they get used to it. We try to help. But that's not our focus right now. Do I have your permission to show you more of what we believe to be your powers?"

"For you I have no boundaries," I said.

"That's what we've been relying on to read you, but we wanted to be open about it," said Pari.

Oh shit. What's happening. I'm tingling. I'm feeling things I've never felt.

Holy shit that was the biggest orgasm I have ever had. I squirted everywhere. I think I caught Pari in the face.

"Sorry about that," I said.

"Entirely my fault. I hit you pretty hard," said Pari. Hit me?

Oh shit, there it is again. Wow.

"That was me," said Shelby.

"You can make me cum with your mind?" I said.

"Yes," said, well, all of them. Morgon shouted "jinx" and then started making out with them all. We're still naked, remember? They pulled me in too.

I think it was break time.

Forty-five minutes. My orgasm. A continuous 45 minutes. All the old-fashioned way. Fingers. Tongues. You get the idea. There is this thing Pari does with a spatula.

Wow. I think these girls are going to kill me. Back on topic. So somehow I can make people cum. Let's give it a shot. I want Pari to cum really hard. Or at least that's what I thought. I focused on an image of Pari cumming and in my image, it was quite a cum. I opened my eyes and Pari was thrashing around.

"Stop," said Shelby, sharply.

"I don't know how to stop!" I cried.

"Imagine her not cumming," said Morgon, quickly.

Pari settled down, finally. She gave me a smile.

"We need to teach you control, but thanks. That was one hell of an orgasm," said Pari.

I did that?

Shelby held up a finger and then pointed at a figurine on the counter. She held out her hand and the figurine floated to her and landed in her hand.

It floated to her. No, just no.

"Telekinesis?" I said. "Really?" So I looked over and there was a book on a table. I held out my hand and imagined the book in my hand. It floated over and I grabbed it and set it down.

"That was good," said Pari. "For your first time, that was good control."

Then she floated out of her chair and was floating about three feet in the air. Then the others did it too.

Then I did. Then I imagined myself floating over to where I could grab Pari and fly to the bed.

Which is exactly what happened. We needed to talk, but Pari, naked. Oh hell yes I went down on her. Again.

This time I got a squirt the natural way.

"Well you are very good at it," said Pari, laughing.

"Anything else to share?" I said. "Any more powers? Invisibility?" For fun, I imagined myself invisible.

"Holy fuck," said Pari.

"What the hell," added Shelby.

"She's got to teach us that," said Morgon. I opened my eyes.

"Was I really invisible?" I said. They all laughed.

"No, we were just fucking with you," said Morgon. "We can hear what you're thinking, remember?"

Then one by one, they all blinked out. Just gone. I waited them out and they reappeared.

"OK, we admit, we didn't know we could do that one," said Shelby. Seriously, I just taught them something? Invisibility?

They all laughed and nodded.

"We should teach you this one, but it is hard to teach. If you're in danger, just think strongly of your safety. You can stop bullets," said Pari. Yeah, sure, bullets.

Just then Shelby took a swing at Morgon. WTF! Her fist came within about 2 inches of Morgon's face and freaking bounced off. Shelby started rubbing her hand.

"Shit, that hurts. I think I tried a little too hard," said Shelby.

Well sure.

"OK, let's get some sleep," said Pari. "We need to leave early. Mariell is coming tomorrow."

"Yeah," said Shelby. "Mariell is cumming tomorrow." They all laughed. I inferred the spelling of the word. I was right.

I didn't get much sleep. Remember the new group of girls.

Wore them out. Wore them all out.

This is so much fun

Caralyn here again. What a weekend. They promised we would do it again and bring Rocco, Averie, and Kolton. OK, Averie had already been. Averie is fun. A lot of fun.

Plus some more cock. Well, we like cock.

Wait.

"You knew all this?" I asked, of Averie. She laughed and nodded.

We were headed back, which apparently involves getting in the plane, pressing a button, and arriving. I could get used to this. They'd shown me how to sign up rooms or even houses and the house on another planet was on the list. I guess it isn't for everyone. I forgot to mention that we talked all about what it means to be in the inner circle. Wow. I know, I say wow a lot. Our entire group is in the circle. I guess it is pretty big, but not that big, if that makes sense. We got out of the plane at Shelby's house, or at least that is what they told me. Apparently it really is her house and her parents don't even live here. I know I looked shocked, but they explained that it was pretty common. And they offered me a house. Two, in fact. After all, Luke and Cassie are married and having a baby.

I'm not ready for a baby. I think I have to start having periods first. We did have a spirited conversation on the benefits of being in the inner circle. Apparently, even with all the money I now have, I won't really be spending much of it.

I'm still pretty blown away. So Shelby suggested we take the day tomorrow to look for a nice house on the reservoir. As she put it, they were buying up the res.

It is my freaking turn

Sorry, that was a little forceful. I'm trying to channel Caralyn. You know, being Chief of Staff and all, I'll have to step in for her. It's a good thing I am older and more mature. I am Naomi, which is about the only thing that is reliably clear to me.

Did I sell that? I liked that tone a little better. Forceful, with a drop of arrogance really isn't me. Or Caralyn.

Or anyone else I've met. This is seriously the nicest group of people I have ever met. I will give you the perfect example. I was having lunch with Amy yesterday and she did something that startled me.

Did you catch that? I was having lunch with Queen Amy. I know you can't see me, but I am doing a little dance right now. I fucking met Queen Amy.

Oh the use of fucking was quite literal. Let me back up.

I was in my office in the new administration building. Yes, somehow they built a new administration building.

The day before yesterday. Nope, not just the day they finished. It was also the day it started. Planes fell from the sky and the whole thing went together like a Lego. I cannot stop laughing about the fact that every piece they dropped was a random primary color. If you stand outside the building and look at it, you will swear it was a life-size Lego building, down to the round bumps on the roof. It turns out that was intentional and that Caralyn had licensed the use of the Lego imagery and it was the theme of the retrofit kit.

How freaking cool is that.

Anyway, I was working with the movers to setup my new furniture. Now you're picturing a little postage stamp sized office with a small metal desk. OK, maybe you're not, but I was. This is the car industry. Cheap. It's a mantra.

Except it isn't. You know how much these jobs pay. I'm also a multi-millionaire from my idea. Yeah, just an average day for a 10-year-old.

And it freaking is in Anderson, Indiana. You cannot imagine what the change to our community has been like, in less than three weeks. I am going off on wild tangents and I don't care. I was talking to the Chief Medical Officer of the school system. I don't even remember about what. Yes, there is a Chief Medical Officer. We don't just have nurses at our schools.

We have complete medical and dental clinics. I had proposed sick day care and Belen had laughed at me. She told me that if your child was sick you stayed home with them at full pay. No parent ever comes to work if they have a sick child to care for.

This ain't a GM town anymore. Well it is, because Belen owns GM, but you know what I mean.

Back to the prior tangent, with Danise, the CMO. Chief Medical Officer. I noticed a huge trashcan in the corner of the clinic. The giant outdoor size you wheel to the curb. It was almost overflowing with pill bottles.

"Are we drugging everyone? Is that why we're all happy?" I asked. Kiddingly. I think. Danise laughed.

"Just the opposite," she said. "All the clinics allow drop off of medicines that are no longer needed."

"That's a lot of medicine," I said, and Danise laughed again.

"They emptied it overnight," she said. I walked over and looked. They'd all had names and other info marked out with a Sharpie, but not the meds. Depression. ADHD. Oppositional defiance. Bi-polar. There were all kinds of mental health medicines. She gave me a little shrug.

"All the doctors in town are tapering the kids off. We all attended a presentation by the CMO of the kingdom. A delightful young woman named Elena, who presented with another equally delightful young woman named Frida. Frida owns Harvard," said Danise. Sure. The CMO and the person that owns Harvard.

"Elena said she is 13 and Frida said she is 9. They're both MDs and licensed in multiple countries. I found that exciting and refreshing. Then again, I'm having this conversation with you," said Danise. I admit, I wanted to know if she'd gotten to know Frida and Elena better. None of my business. A lot of my curiosity.

"May I kiss you?" asked Danise. "Please?" Huh? Still learning this place. Still loving this place.

Danise kisses very well. She does other things with her tongue very well too. I think I am fourteen levels deep in a tangent at this point, but I was lying back on the bed, with my skirt bunched at my waist, and Danise taking me up and over when the door opened and a boy about my age walked in. He gave me a big smile.

"May I join in?" he asked. I just nodded. Vigorously. He quickly stripped and damn. A nice 6-inch (15 cm) cock. Uncut.

Very hard.

Danise didn't even miss a beat but flipped her skirt on up to her back. Given she was on her knees and wasn't wearing panties, the young man, who quickly introduced himself as Kirby, slid right in.

I didn't mind. I got his second cum.

Maybe you're beginning to see why the medicines aren't as widespread.

Oh, Danise corrected me. Not used at all anymore, not just used less.

Wow.

OK, now I will get back to the movers and my new furniture. What was even my point? Oh. Two things.

The first is that there is a lot of furniture. A big desk with a credenza, and a nice lamp. A freaking lamp. Seriously a really nice lamp. They brought me a lamp.

And I appear overwhelmed by the lamp. Focus, Naomi. That was for the desk area of my office. Moving around, there was the 16-seat conference table, with chairs with sustainable coverings. Did you expect less? Then there was the sitting area, with a couch and two large lounge chairs, also made of sustainable materials. It all was. All the furniture. The desk is bamboo, although you'd never know it. Easy to clean too. That's important here.

Then there is the full bathroom, with a three-person jacuzzi tub, the full kitchen, and the bedroom. With a king-size bed. Off my office.

I'm told I will use it a lot. I believe it. We finally got it all arranged. We'd had fun doing it. There were two movers. One was Hershell. Hershell is a tall, strong black guy with abs I got to see a lot when his t-shirt rode up. Hershell is delectable. His partner was Abbie. Abbie is also tall and muscular, for a woman, and some form of Scandinavian.

Being me, I had a suggestion.

"Would the two of you like to join me in the tub and then the bed?" I asked. They both looked at me and didn't answer. They started to strip.

"Stop," I said, in a surprisingly firm voice. "Follow me." I walked down the hall and into the bedroom. I laid on the bed.

"Alexa, prepare us a bath," I said, then turned to them.

"Strip for me. Undress each other," I said, still in my firm voice. I did not know I had a firm voice. The things you learn.

They proceeded to put on the sexiest strip show you have ever seen. It was amazing. I pulled my panties to the side and was furiously fingering myself and just as they dropped the last piece of clothing I simply exploded. They let me settle down, then picked me up and carried me to the bathtub. Hershell got in first and leaned back. Abbie helped me in and positioned me between his legs, with my legs inside his, facing away from him. I could lean back against his chest. Abbie got in at the other end and faced us, on her knees.

Then they washed me. Hershell's hands came around my body and he leaned forward so he could see me. He used a washcloth to wash my face. So gently. Behind my ears and everything. All the while, Abbie was washing my body with another washcloth.

They both got a fresh cloth. Hershell stared scrubbing my nipples. Abbie started rubbing my pussy.

Then she slipped a finger in, followed by another. With her other hand, she was rubbing my clit.

Oh boy. Over and over and over.

Then they shampooed my hair. Well, Hershell did. His strong fingers, his hard cock rubbing against my ass. I lifted up and positioned myself and slid right down on his cock right in the tub. He's still rubbing my head while I bounce up and down. It was amazing. Finally he filled me up and I heard soft clapping.

Caralyn was standing there watching us.

Naked.

I'm sure you don't want to hear about the next two hours of animalistic sex. Just a boring story about the first day in my new office.

Yeah, you do. Let's start with Hershell and Abbie. Damn. A thick, 10-inch (25.5 cm), uncut cock.

And that was Abbie. Actually, they have very similar thick, 10-inch (25.5 cm) cocks. Sorry, I might be a little focused there. One thing they both really have is patience. They're so tender. You see I got to experience Abbie in the front and Hershell in the back.

And then they switched. The first time was animalistic. The second time was making love.

I love my job. Just as I started to cum, two people walked in the bedroom. That is attached to my office.

Naked.

"We're here to interview for the assistant positions," said the girl. Well, they're sure in the spirit. "Sorry if we're being presumptuous."

Which is when Abbie and Hershell both pulled out. Abbie drenched the girl and Hershell drenched the boy. We didn't learn their names until we all cleaned them up. Oh, and after the boy fucked me.

Twice.

Lucille and Hudson. Their names. Lucille and Hudson. They're 10-year-old twins. I hired them on the spot. No, not because of the sex, spectacular though it was. They're just really wonderful people and their chemistry is hilarious. They got the job when they disagreed over something minor and just went off on hilarious snarky comments to each other. In the interview.

That was admittedly done while all of us were naked. It was actually Hershell who told them they were hired, while he was laughing.

OK Hershell, I trust your judgment. I hired Hershell and Abbie too. I don't know for what yet, but I just felt like I should. I told Caralyn and she laughed.

"We'll find the right spot for them. Good call. It's all about chemistry," she said.

OK, she was bouncing up and down on Abbie at the time.

Still loving this job.

The new approach to mental health

My name is Danise. Naomi introduced me and encouraged me to write up this entry. I want to believe that it is because of the medical breakthroughs. Oh, who am I kidding. The sex in this story is amazing.

As mentioned, I am the Chief Medical Officer of the Anderson school system. You are probably envisioning a 55-year-old woman, with graying hair, and a little extra around the middle.

I am 14 years old. I graduated from Harvard, fast tracked my internship and residency and came back to my hometown. Now, I did attend the lecture, but I personally wasn't learning anything new. I was the lead researcher on the study. We had been reticent about publishing it, so I took it to the council for input. I'll come back to that story but will share the title of our research paper.

The Substitution of Male and Female Ejaculate for Traditional Pharmacological Approaches in Youth

Cum. My paper was about cum. We did the study across every Dionysus run campus. Every campus. It was a rigidly controlled, peer-reviewed study. We started with ADD and ADHD. Then we moved through depression and Oppositional Defiant Disorder, or ODD. We made a huge leap to bipolar. The results were stunningly clear. What surprised us was that boy cum and girl cum were interchangeable and, in fact, the swallowing of a strong squirt was damn near magical. We considered trying to synthesize it but feared rebellion in our culture.

Why take medicine when you have an all-natural choice that you can get right from the tap. A lot.

We're having similar results in our currently running adult research. We have expanded to include schizophrenia. It didn't help people that were sociopathic or psychopathic, although we had some ideas that early application might prevent the development. Our next research is a correlation of susceptibility to common infections.

You see Ruby and Amy never, ever get sick. We have to study them. A lot. We are doing a study, that doesn't qualify as clinical, but intrigues Ruby. We have a patient in our local cancer ward. His name is Dick and he is of an age, 69, that is a lot more common in our culture now. Oh God. I cannot resist. Dick is very common now. I had to. Trust me, Dick would appreciate it. I'll tell him the next time I see him.

You see, his cancer doesn't affect his lovemaking skills.

I am, however, repeatedly concerned that one side effect of all the cum was bad puns. King Bob had a special place on the country website where you posted them. Rumor has it he surprises some joke writers with weekends with him and Amy. Or just a night with him. Or something. It's all rumors, but I keep posting.

I do love the research side of my job.

Still hoping I get rewarded for one of my jokes.

House shopping with Caralyn

Shelby here. I'm taking Caralyn house shopping. We're going with our favorite realtor Geraldo. Geraldo goes to our Castleton school. Geraldo is the most successful salesperson in his real estate office by a huge margin.

We are Geraldo's only customer.

Geraldo is also 15. And a stud. We make sure the fringe benefits of his job are exceptional too.

Oh he was fucking us both today for sure. We had plenty of time to fuck because we bought the first property we found. Oh, it's a story. Aren't they all? It was just Geraldo, Caralyn, and me. Geraldo had found a place just outside of town. A working farm. Big. Almost 400 acres.

He also set us up and I'm fine with that. You see, the farm was in foreclosure. The family that owned it knew, and were home, which is unusual. They were home because they were still working the farm. Do you know what blew us away?

The house. No, not that it was spectacular. We were buying something for the land. The house was a modest 3/2 ranch.

That is freaking spotless. Their house is in foreclosure, and, as a family, they're keeping it perfect for prospective buyers. Midwestern values. I did what I do and introduced myself to her. Elianna.

"What a beautiful name," I said. "Your house is lovely." Shit. What I got back was a smile and a tear going down her face.

"Tell me about the house," I said, trying to draw her out.

Oops. Now she is just bawling. I did what we do. Look at me. Three weeks into the culture.

I pulled her in for a hug and she cried it out on my shoulder. Geraldo and Caralyn just waited patiently, but Caralyn was on her phone. Good for her. I didn't know exactly what she was doing, but I knew the spirit. She looked up and smiled and nodded.

I just raised my eyebrows. I had no idea what she meant. We all waited out Elianna and she finally calmed down. I need a new shirt, but who cares. In different circumstances, I'd just take it off.

Little did I know.

Elianna disappeared briefly but came back with a freshly scrubbed face and a stoic expression. Caralyn jumped right in.

"Elianna," said Caralyn. "We're prepared to make an offer but are only interested in a portion of the property. There are seven acres on the other side of the creek. It's really private and I don't believe you're farming it."

"No," said Elianna. "It's really pretty, but the location means it isn't productive to farm."

"OK," said Caralyn. "That's what I thought. I made an offer to the bank, pending your approval of the arrangements."

"My approval?" said Elianna. "Why would they need my approval?"

"Well, we have no experience with farming," said Caralyn. Uh huh. The family owns literally millions of acres of farms. Caralyn is up to something.

"So what we would prefer is to carve off that seven acres. We would take possession of that but would deed the remaining land back to your family," said Caralyn. "We wouldn't know what to do with it, and it might put you in a little better financial position."

Elianna was clearly confused.

"Well, if we couldn't make the mortgage for the whole place, carving off seven acres isn't going to make a difference," she said, clearly sad.

"No, no, I wasn't making myself clear," said Caralyn. "We would pay off the entire mortgage. What we passed back to you would be paid in full. No mortgage."

Caralyn is fitting in really well to our culture.

"What's the catch?" asked Elianna.

"No catch," said Caralyn. "But would like to hire your kids to keep an eye on our place. We won't be here full-time, and it would be good if someone were just checking it out. Perhaps they could even have sleepovers with their friends."

Then she named a figure.

If Elianna was surprised by the first offer, the second offer stunned her. Then she got a sly grin on her face.

"Your house would be a consulate, wouldn't it?" she said. Caralyn smiled.

"Actually, with your permission, we would expand that to include your property as well," said Caralyn.

Elianna moaned. That seemed encouraging.

"Why would you do this?" she asked. "It feels like the other shoe is going to drop. Do we have to fuck you? Is it about the sex? You people like sex."

"Why, yes we do," said Caralyn. "And you're a very beautiful woman, but it is never about the sex. Sex is something people do with permission and encouragement. Trust me, we'll all say yes, frequently, but only if you and your family are comfortable."

"My family," said Elianna. "Amiah is 7 and Elliott is 13. You need them to agree to sex."

Caralyn was just as confused as I am.

"Surely you understand what goes on at the school," said Caralyn.

"We homeschool," she said, quietly.

"Why?" asked Caralyn. "Do you have a problem with what goes on at the schools?" Elianna moaned again but stood up straight and looked right at Caralyn. She looked like a changed woman.

"Oh no," she said. "Not at all. I'm not sure why I am telling you this, but we needed them to manage the farm. I wish I could say they're getting an education, but we're scraping by."

"You have to stop," said Caralyn, softly. "Just stop. I'll have the consulate designation done by tomorrow, but until then, your risk is too high." We could tell Elianna was going to object, but she stopped.

Geraldo leaned over and whispered something in Caralyn's ear and she laughed.

"It's nice to have an exceptional real estate agent," said Caralyn, with another little laugh. "Can you have your husband and kids join us? Once we all agree on the deal, the property will all be a consulate immediately."

Yes, Elianna moaned.

So did Geraldo and I. Hey. New people. Sex.

Elianna held up a finger and walked to the back door. We heard a bell ringing. Loudly. I walked to look. They have a huge bell on a post, and she was just ringing it. She saw me looking and laughed.

"Well, we can't afford cellphones," she said, laughing again.

Note to self. Cellphones.

Nope. Caralyn beat me to it. We saw three people walking in from the fields, just as a plane landed in the driveway. An S-88. Out of the S-88 came Orlando. Really? Your courier is Orlando? Caralyn saw me and just shrugged. He was carrying a box. He walked up just as the rest of the family joined us.

"I have a delivery for Caralyn?" he said. Elianna and her husband were still staring at the plane.

The kids were staring at Orlando. Then the girl rolled through an orgasm.

>From just looking at Orlando. OK, I get it. I am close too.

Whoops. Caralyn just went over too. Orlando just laughed.

"Stick around, Orlando," said Caralyn. "We're going to celebrate."

That got a big smile from Orlando.

That's when Elianna went over. Hard.

Her husband just looked at her, then at Orlando, then back at her. Then he shrugged.

"I'll bet he can teach you that, Dad," said the girl.

"Not something I can actually teach," said Orlando. "But he'll get there."

OK, everybody moaned.

"So what is going on and why is Prince Orlando here?" said the boy. That's when the look of shock appeared on Elianna and her husband's faces.

We really need to do introductions. Good job, Orlando. He jumped right in.

"I guess you know who I am," he said. He stuck out his hand to Elianna.

"I'm Elianna," she said, in a bit of swoon. I loved Rog's expression. He rolled through jealousy, which faded quickly, to acceptance, to hope.

Yes, he's Rog. You know Amiah and Elliott.

Caralyn walked through the offer. Amiah and Elliott were dancing but suddenly Amiah stopped.

"Does this mean we get to go to real school?" she asked.

"I think it does," said Rog.

"We accept," said Elianna. Oh I love that it was Elianna. Caralyn had explained the part about the consulate too and they were all clearly happy about it. Rog and Elliott were clearly happy about it.

"So the consulate designation is in effect?" asked Rog. Caralyn nodded.

And Elliott proceeded to undress Amiah. We were all mesmerized. He unbuttoned her shirt and just as he pushed if off her shoulders, Rog spoke up.

"Wait," said Rog. "Just wait. Why would you do this for us?"

"Because I can. Because small farmers are being pushed out of business by big farms. Foreign owned farms. That's exactly what would have happened to your farm. It sucks and I could fix it, at least for you," said Caralyn. "I can afford it."

"You can, but you won't," said Orlando. "You won't be paying for it. The Kingdom will. In fact, Rog and Elianna, has this happened to your friends and neighbors?"

Elliott snorted. We all just turned and looked at him. The poor guy is tenting his shorts and his gorgeous sister is standing there topless and we're talking about real estate. We still waited him out.

"We are surrounded by a corporate farm. The last holdout. All our friends have had this happen. Dozens of them. Over 50,000 acres in just this area alone," said Elliott. "It sucks."

That it does. Orlando looked at me and nodded. Got it. I pulled out my phone and texted Jason. Let's bring in the big guns, right? He texted me back almost immediately.

"I can pick up that company, but shouldn't we do this throughout the Midwest?"

I replied with one word.

Yes.

I got another text back within 2 minutes. He told me he had arranged for a meeting with all those affected by this company and another dozen in the area for 1900 tonight, at the community center.

Well, we could all celebrate, right?

I nodded at Orlando and he just smiled. Got it, dude. Let's get this done. I want to fuck.

OK, I do.

I explained what had happened and the meeting tonight, and they just stared at me.

"We still have time to fuck," I said, which shocked everyone out of their reverie.

And Aniah shimmied out of her shorts.

"Wait," said Rog. "We have to leave Elianna. We can't watch this."

"Why?" asked Caralyn, Geraldo, Amiah, and me. Amiah triumphantly followed it with "jinx".

"I just met you all and you're pretty predictable," said Amiah. "You don't have to leave, Mom and Dad. You can watch. With Elliott, you can both play and I can watch."

"Both," said Rog, in a croak.

"Yes, Dad," said Elliott. "We've known forever that Amiah and I both interest you, just like we both interest Mom."

"Now wait," said Elianna. "Well, yeah, OK."

"Really?" said Rog.

"Yes, really," said Elianna. "Do you want Elliott to fuck you or do you want to fuck Elliott?"

"Both!" said both Rog and Elianna. She got it out first.

"You're predictable too, dear," said Elianna, as she kissed and undressed him.

Rog is a healthy farm specimen.

So is Elliott. Elliott has a thick 7-inch (18 cm) cock. Elliott is just 13.

Rog is fully grown. I didn't get to see it long, because Elliott was on his knees swallowing as much of it as he could. I don't know when he got naked, but we all followed in a flurry of clothes.

"How old are you, Geraldo?" asked Amiah.

"15," said Geraldo, with a smile.

"Sweet," said Amiah, as she pushed him down onto his back on the carpet. She sat on his legs. You could tell she was about to say something to him, but then spoke to the group.

"Can we all agree that there are no boundaries?" asked Amiah.

"Yes jinx!" we all said.

Except Amiah said "Yes jinx jinx".

"Still predictable," she said. Yeah, we all got our kisses while she was bouncing up and down on Geraldo. Except we all had her kiss us a little lower.

We might have to replace their carpet.

The rest of the afternoon was full, except that there was work to be done on the farm. Amiah and Elliott insisted they had it handled. Carlyn, Elianna, and I spent a bit of time watching Geraldo and Rog fuck each other, followed by even more time cleaning up the cum they'd covered us with.

We finally got cleaned up. Elianna insisted we stay for dinner. It was outstanding.

Did I mention we were all naked? Even Geraldo stayed.

Naked.

Somehow it is on me

I'm the one speaking tonight. This is Shelby. I asked Caralyn.

"The community knows me," said Caralyn. "Let's make sure they understand we all care. Also, it was originally your idea, so..."

OK, I guess. Wait, what?

"And it means you'll be at the back of the line into the wrestling room and I can be at the front," she said, laughing.

The real reason comes out. That's OK. I'll find a way to fill my time if there is a line.

The group was bigger than we expected, so we had to close courts again. We quickly setup projectors so that people throughout the building could see what I was saying. The basketball court was packed with people and that's where I was speaking.

I suppose it is a commentary on their desperation that this many people turned just because we asked them too. There was clearly camaraderie in the community. Even through dire straits, everyone knew each other and there were a lot of handshakes and hugs. About a third of the people had already lost their farms. The rest were close.

Not anymore. Jason bought the local bank that held most of their loans, too. OK, I guess I bought the local bank.

You have one good idea.

It was time so I got up on stage. You have to love Midwesterners. Everyone immediately quieted down and found a seat.

"Hi," I said, in my imaginative opening line. "My name is Shelby. I'm responsible for the Dionysus schools in the Midwest, including the Anderson area school systems."

Well, that got me applause. And a few whistles.

"Thank you," I said. "But tonight is not school related. I'm going to keep this short and get to the point. All of you in this room have been affected by the pressure on family farms. The situation is dire, and it sucks. This afternoon, we purchased the company that owns your farms, if you have already been foreclosed. We also bought the bank that holds the loans for those of you that are in foreclosure or close. Once we're complete here, you'll see a series of tables in the long hall outside this room. Each has a letter above its table. Find the table that has the letter that corresponds with your last name. The person at the table will provide you with a new deed for your property, paid in full. We believe in family farms and are returning them to their rightful owners. Our world cannot survive without you. In your packet is also contact information for our farm research team. Our scientists have made incredible progress in the efficiency of farming and also in ensuring carbon negative farming. You will have access to all of those programs. Teams will be in town, starting tomorrow, to meet with you and walk through the new approaches. By the end of the week, we will have delivered new ion-powered farm equipment and retired your older dinosaur based equipment. That alone will lower your costs significantly. Our research shows that you will be able to farm with considerably less effort and cost, which should result in a strong and stable revenue stream for your family.

"There is a lot more, but the information is in your packets. We've purchased a building right on Main street and it will be staffed 24/7 for questions and assistance. The contact information is in there too. I'm sure you'll have questions, so I'll take a few, but will defer any that are already answered in the packet."

I loved that most of the questions came from the kids. The parents were just sitting there looking stunned. Most were simple, but I'll share two.

"Why are you doing this?" asked Amiah. No, I didn't set her up for it, but she knew everyone must be thinking that.

"The United States has spent generations screwing the little guy for the benefit of the rich. I don't mean to get political, but that's just not the way Dionysus sees the world. We live in a culture where everyone wins. Everyone. Just look at what Caralyn is doing for the community."

OK, I had to stop for the applause for Caralyn to die down. She's pretty beloved here.

Which makes her laugh.

The last question of the night came from a kid. A cute little dude.

"When we're done will there be a celebration in the wrestling room?" he asked. Go there dude, go there. I didn't answer.

I just held out my hand. He damn near ran down the aisle and stood next to me holding my hand.

"Meeting adjourned!" he shouted.

Well, it was.

Caralyn was wrong, by the way. I was second in the wrestling room behind my new friend. He just powered us through the crowd. He went straight to the middle of the mat and turned to me.

"My name is Theodore," he said. "For you I have no boundaries. I am also 9." Well how fucking handy is that. Fucking. Got it?

He then proceeded to undress me. A crowd formed around us, watching. He unbuttoned my top slowly, and finally got it far enough he could put it to the side and expose my left nipple.

Which he proceeded to suck. All the way to my first orgasm. While he sucked, he continued to undress me. My shirt came off and he switched nipples.

That was a big one. He pushed a little on my skirt and I shimmied out of it. He didn't miss a beat and slipped in one, then two, fingers.

And pounded me through a few more. Finally I had to stop and pushed away. I undressed him, duplicating most of his moves, but luckily not over the top. We can't waste one. I pushed him on his back and kneeled over him.

"Have you cum yet today?" I asked. I heard a laugh and looked to my left.

At a naked young girl. That is clearly his sibling and likely his twin. I waved her over.

And had her sit on Theodore's face. Which he liked. I did too since I could kiss and lick Elisha. Yeah, I asked. She's his twin.

She's a lucky girl. He might be 9, but those years have built up skills. Most likely with her.

I have no idea what else went on even though I am the scribe. I might have lost consciousness somewhere in the twenties. I set a new personal record. 53.

I like my life.

That was powerful

Sure, sure, the celebration was amazing, but what Shelby was able to do is so damn cool. How the hell did I get to be part of it? Oh yeah. Amy and Bob. Damn I love them and yes, I mean in that way, and I still spend a lot of time with them, but Amy, Bob, and Pari are a trio. A damn fine trio.

A trio I spent the night with last night. Occasional fourth, right.

Although Horacio and Cepos were the fifth and sixth. Three girls. We needed more cock.

We always need more cock.

I don't think Shelby mentioned we were there. We were the couriers. Horacio, Cepos, and me.

I'm giggling now. Tangents. We're all about the tangents. The sex was amazing though, but you knew that.

This is Diane, but regular readers probably figured that out.

Caralyn needs a house. A nice house. It is truly idyllic and the land around her is farmland. A bit aromatic, but not in an overwhelming way. Just good ol' farmland.

You're wondering why Horacio and Cepos came with me. Because they'll cum with me.

That's not fair. Cepos is here to help with the design. We're truly a design team now. He's completed his master's in structural engineering and I'm officially an architect now.

He's fun to travel with too.

You might ask, why is Horacio here?

Have you seen the man? Seriously, though, we're a bit of an item now. And by we, I mean Horacio, Cepos, and me. Nothing permanent, just comfortable with each other. Hell, just watching the two of them fuck is exciting.

And always leads to more. I might be a little focused on the sex. I'm horny. I haven't been laid in over an hour.

Our lives might not be quite the same as yours.

Right now, we're sitting down to dinner with Caralyn and her family, plus Naomi, Averie, and Kolton. My new friends.

"You're here to meet about your house," said Averie. "Why are we here, although I never turn down dinner with friends."

"Because I value your opinion," said Caralyn. "All of you. I don't know shit about houses."

"And we're all going to fuck later," said Naomi.

"Well, that too," said Caralyn. Averie looked across the table at Horacio.

"Can I fuck you?" said Averie. "Please?"

It took Horacio a moment, but then he caught on. The moan was a giveaway.

"Yes," said Horacio. "For this entire group, I have no boundaries."

"No boundaries!" shouted Cepos and I. OK, maybe a little loud.

Cepos got it out first. Which is how everyone watched Cepos and me make out at a small restaurant in Anderson. Anderson is kind of a Dionysus town now, so about half the people just ignored it. The other half watched. Half of those learned something.

I did. I am going to have to ask him where he learned that. He leaned in and whispered.

"Ruby," he whispered.

Well sure.

Our food arrived and we talked about what kind of house Caralyn liked. We had to explain some of the different styles. We walked through putting spare bedrooms in the app.

"Like anyone is going to come to Anderson, Indiana," said Averie.

"How many of the extended family have been here in the last week?" I asked.

"Well," said Averie. "The ones I saw were Leslie, Ruby, Orlando, Morgon, and Camila. Orlando brought Camila."

"And where did they stay?" I asked.

Averie laughed.

"The Best Western," said Averie. "Not many choices yet in Anderson, although the Four Seasons is under construction. A freaking Four Seasons in Anderson."

"So, rather than the Best Western," I said. "If there were rooms to sign up, where do you think they'd stay?"

That sort of stopped conversations for a minute.

"I need a lot of bedrooms," said Caralyn, in a gutteral voice.

"Or just one really big one," said Naomi. Which is why our table laughed for a bit.

"I was serious," said Naomi. Now our entire table is moaning.

"I have an idea," said Caralyn. We all just looked at her and waited.

"What were you waiting for?" asked Cepos. Caralyn laughed.

"I think for an adult to tell me it was my turn to talk," said Caralyn. "I'm still getting used to all this. So anyway. I love people, I really do, but I also like privacy. I think a lot of people do. The setting is gorgeous, with the big creek and the open pasture. How about if we built a nice, but modest home for me, and added a few cottages."

"That is simply perfect," I said. "We could do a 7 or 8 bedroom main house and then two or three four-bedroom cottages. Maybe 12,000 in the main house and 5,000 in the cottages."

Caralyn and all the newcomers just stared at me.

"That's as many as 24 bedrooms," said Averie. "An eight-bedroom main house is small?" OK, Cepos, Horacio, and I laughed.

"We're going to have to get an exception from Bob to build something that small," said Cepos. "You're a senior leader. He expects more."

Well, she is.

"Wait, you said seven acres," said Cepos. "That just registered. That's not what you have."

"It's not?" said Caralyn. "How much less do I have?" OK, we laughed. We kind of do that.

"Think about that side of the creek," said Cepos. "None of it is farmable, but it is beautiful. We bought all the farms along the creeks We combined everything that can't be farmed into your property. You have almost a thousand acres."

I think that startled Caralyn. You could almost see her shake out of it.

"Feels like we need a Gamma resort," said Caralyn.

"Close," said Cepos. "An indoor waterpark. A new Great Wolf."

"Those are amazing!" said Averie.

"The kingdom bought them recently. They are a hell of a lot more fun now," said Cepos.

I'm sure everyone wondered why we moaned. Nah. I think the whole town is used to it now.

Dinner was fun and in the end we worked out an approach that allowed Caralyn some privacy but would still build the waterpark. She wanted her house on the property of the resort.

Can you blame her?

Then we adjourned to a night of fun.

Cepos, Horacio, Caralyn, Averie, Kolton, Naomi, and me. 4-3. OK, but not perfect. Then Orlando showed up with Luca and Gabe.

Better. Much better.

Seven cocks attached to young healthy people leads to 54 cums.

Yeah, seriously. We let them each use two cock-on-cock, so to speak, leaving only 40 cums for the three girls. Well, not exactly, since there were four girls. Three girls with innies.

Which doesn't divide exactly into 40, now does it.

Naomi and Caralyn insisted I was the guest.

How thoughtful of them.

I need a nap.

Pari's gift

Amy here, with Bob. We were just finishing up dinner. A surprisingly small dinner. Usually the house is pretty full. Tonight it was just Bob and me, Nylah and Colby, and Pari.

"I have a gift," said Pari, quietly.

"Yeah, Mom and Dad," said Nylah. "She has a gift." Nylah and Colby were just beaming. They were up to something.

"I love gifts," said Bob, bringing us back.

"It's in the bedroom," said Pari.

"I like gifts in the bedroom even better," said Bob, smiling. Hey, Pari, I get it.

"While that would be a gift," said Pari. "An incomparable one, save that for later. After the gift." She got up and held out her hand to me and then to Bob. She headed back towards our bedroom and Colby and Nylah followed. Pari turned back and shook her head no. Nylah and Colby laughed and turned into his bedroom.

Nothing to see here.

Pari led us into the bedroom. She had us stand at the end of the bed and undressed us. I only had on little booty shorts and Bob had on gym shorts, so undressing us meant pulling down our shorts. She had us lie back on the bed but leave enough room for her to be in the middle.

In other words, most nights at bedtime. Then she did the cutest little striptease. Given Pari was only wearing sheer tiny panties, it wasn't a long striptease but sexy as hell. She then crawled up the bed and turned around, on her knees, flashing her gorgeous little pussy at us. She then laid back between us. Bob tried to touch her, and she slapped his hand away, laughing.

"I'm not the present," she said, still laughing. "Yet."

"Alexa, play new video," said Pari. The TV at the end of the bed turned on a video started playing. We quickly realized it was Pari, in bed, dressed in cheer shorts and a t-shirt. She smiled and waved at the camera. Even her smile from the TV pushed me over into a small orgasm, which made Pari laugh both in the bed and on the screen.

"I knew what would happen," she said. OK, we all laughed. On the screen, Pari pulled off her t-shirt, leaving her in a tiny crop top, if you could call it that. It might have started out as a t-shirt, but now it was just tiny bits of fabric, barely held on with strips of fabric over her shoulders. It was way too big too. When she took off the t-shirt, it pulled up the little shirt, flashing Pari's puffies.

I rolled through another orgasm. I wanted to touch myself so bad. I tried to slowly move my hand, but Pari slapped it, laughing again.

Dammit.

On the screen, she lifted up her legs, pulling off her tiny shorts, leaving her in a thong. A tiny thong. When she did it, the thong pulled to the side, flashing us a wonderful shot of her pussy and asshole.

I was able to control myself. Bob barely made it. I looked over and his eyes were closed, and he was trying to breathe slowly.

Pari is sexy as hell.

On the screen, Pari leaned back just a little and put her gorgeous pussy right up to the camera. We could see all of her, including her little puffies, and let me tell you, it is one of the most erotic and sensual things I have ever seen. She reached off camera for something and came back with a hairbrush.

Which she proceed to use to masturbate. The angle was perfect. We could still see everything. Oh she still has on the thong, pulled to the side, and the little crop top is up around her shoulders.

Just as she went over the top, a cock entered the frame. We could not see who it was since all we could see was a little of their body.

And their cock.

But we know that cock. We're new to experiencing that cock but have enjoyed it repeatedly.

You see, it is attached to Luke.

Pari settled down and turned her head and starting licking Luke's cock. Not sucking. Licking. Sucking, you can't see the cock anymore.

Licking you can. Pari was really fingering herself while licking Luke's cock. Then another cock entered from the other side.

I've seen that cock. I have not experienced that cock.

Colby.

Pari alternated licking both cocks. First Luke, then Colby, then Luke. You get the idea. All the while using the hairbrush on herself. Colby and Luke each leaned down and took one of Pari's nipples.

And twisted. Hard. Pari freaking exploded. The hairbrush actually shot out of her pussy and off into space. The camera took the brunt of it since she squirted freaking everywhere.

Which was too much for both boys. They pulled out and simply covered Pari with cum. Our boys that are 8 and 6 just covered our girlfriend, who is 11, with cum. The boys backed out of the frame and were replaced.

We know those cocks too. Tim and Jameis. Well that's a bit of a contrast to Luke and Colby. She went through the same routine. Luke's hand snaked into the frame long enough to hand her the hairbrush. We got to enjoy the same theme, but this time the cum was more. Not as much more as you would expect.

But a lot.

Orlando and Horacio.
Amai and Juanita

Arturo and Benito

You get the idea. A few we had to ask. She'd included people from our past. Jamie and Tyler. Sota and Koki.

62 cocks. 62 cums. She was covered. Her face. Her hair. Her pussy. Her entire body. There wasn't a spot that wasn't cum covered. Gina and Remei were last and when they backed out, two people crawled onto the bed.

Jessica and Bill. We watched them lick it all up. They kissed some to Pari. Some to each other. Different people that are under 18 leaned in for a kiss. Orlando. Leslie.

You get the idea. Finally she was clean, and someone laid onto the bed next to her. She threw her leg over and sat down, reverse cowgirl, so we could see her.

On Sargon. Her dad.

Who just filled her up and climbed off the bed.

Pari pointed at her pussy. Not on the screen. In real life.

Huh? Oh. Oh God. Amy and I both dove for the spot and ended up sharing. Sargon has a nice tang. We know that tang. We're a fun family.

Finally she was all cleaned out and Amy and I sat up.

"That was this afternoon," said Amy and Pari nodded.

"Yeah," said Pari, laughing. "I'd stay out of the last guest bedroom. I took it out of the app. I think the room needs to be redone."

Worth. It.

That was freaking sexy.

What in the hell happened in my life?

I don't understand a lot about what is going on in my life. I just don't.

Sorry, this is Shelby. If you remember I was the designer for the Castleton school. I'm pleased to say the school is open and doing incredibly well. I should know because I'm a student. In fact I was in the first high school graduating class. Now I'm taking university courses towards my degree in design with a second major in project management. I love what I'm doing. It just felt like I should be trained for it.

Yes I'm still 16.

The part that is confusing is that we are kicking off the project to build the Lafayette Square school on the west wide of Indianapolis. Morgon had shared with me that she was taking on multiple concurrent projects around the Midwest and asked me if I would run this project.

I don't get that at all, but she really encouraged me. I did have to laugh because I needed to replace myself as the designer.

So I hired my mom but only after having a long talk with her about how she is kind of an asshole.

Did I mention that Morgon tripled my salary?

I make almost a half a million a year and can work it around school.

See why I am confused? I guess I should mention my new mansion too. Yes it is a freaking mansion. I suggested I should buy a smaller house near the new school. Morgon laughed and reminded me of my flying car.

I have a flying car. In what world do I have this job to which I commute in my flying car?

This one, I guess. Morgon was rapidly buying up all the houses in our little part of the lake.

The conversation with my mom was particularly strident about moving. She didn't want to move. I got that. They'd lived in the house we were in since before I was born. Their friends were there. My best friends lived near the new house and the school. I told her that I certainly wasn't going to force her to move. I couldn't do that. That worked fine until the moving company showed up.

I didn't say I wasn't moving. I only had boxes and clothes. I wouldn't take furniture or anything like that. It was little girl furniture!

That led to quite the argument. I finally pulled out my Dionysus passport. My Dionysus diplomatic passport and I reminded her I was a legal adult in all countries of the world, including the US. I also reminded her that I was her boss and that alone deserved more respect than she was giving me. I didn't want to mix business with personal but come on. She reluctantly agreed but insisted she would be over often to check on me.

Like I was going to give her a key.

My best friend at school is Gabriel. My second best friend is Gabriella. Their parents are not particularly imaginative given they're twins. Worse Gabriel is Gabriel Junior. Good grief. You probably caught the order of my friendship. I'm kind of sweet on Gabriel. He is funny and snarky and sarcastic. Just my kind of guy. Even better, he can take it just as well as he can give it out. I like that too.

The two of them met me at my new house and we celebrated. Freedom without parental oversight!

We have rooms to christen. There are nine bedrooms. We tried our best, but Gabriel ran out, so to speak.

It didn't stop Gabriella and me. Gabriel likes to watch too. He also likes to help in other ways. For example, I was just pounding Gabriella with a strap-on and he was underneath licking. And licking.

Oh God.

We lost another two hours. Mostly because Gabriel recovered and found four more.

Four.

That was amazing but time isn't exactly in great supply. Right now I have to drop in at Morgon's. She wanted a few minutes to share something with me. I said I'd drop by on my way to work. It is Saturday morning and I wanted to get ahead a little. It is awesome to have a boss with whom you are great friends too. Morgon is sure part of my smaller circle of besties. I have a lot of friends, but that circle is tight.

I walked right in her front door and had to look around for her. Well that was unexpected. OK, it really wasn't.

I did not know that Horacio was visiting. I am pleased Horacio is visiting.

Two of his were for me. Damn that young man is talented. We wore him out and left him sleeping and went out into the living room.

"We need to talk," said Morgon. Oh no. Not words you want to hear from your boss.

"You're working too hard," she said. "Between school and the project you're putting in too many hours. You need more time to be a kid. Your project will be done when it is done. I think the timeline is already too short and you're a month ahead of schedule. You're on a pace to finish in less than the Castleton project even though yours is significantly larger with more relocations. Stop it. You are hereby banned from the office after 6 PM and on all weekends."

Ok that took a turn I didn't expect. I tried to push back. She gave me a stern look.

"Do you not understand an order?" she said. I felt bad because I laughed. This tiny little girl trying to be stern. Then she laughed too, and we ended up on the floor laughing ourselves silly. And then we weren't laughing.

Morgon has skills. So do I. I'm hot, sweaty, and dripping. All in a good way. I went home. I'm kind of driven so it was tough. I decided to at least catch-up on email. My mistake was sending one to Morgon.

"Do I have to take away your laptop?" she replied. OK, OK.

I couldn't even go out on the gorgeous boat that was sitting on a lift in my backyard. Winter had struck Indianapolis. So I sent out a group text if anyone wanted to come over for burgers for lunch. I sent it to a big circle of friends. Almost twenty accepted but I forgot one important piece of information.

That I had moved. Oops. Apparently my mother took it as an example of my insubordination when they all started arriving and just told them I wasn't home. Several texted me and I corrected my mistake to the group.

My mom really can be an asshole. I hope she improves at work. I don't want to fire my mom.

Finally everyone arrived. It had been complicated because only a few of my friends drive and the others rode with them.

Except Morgon. She floated down in her Porsche. I really wasn't in a position to comment given the one in my garage, but it was new to most of my friends. Then again so is Morgon. Not exactly since they are all students and accept Morgon being in charge. She is just not a student. She is my boss. We were going to have to demonstrate that we were friends first.

Oops. That's going to have to wait. We hadn't even left the driveway when an F-81 space fighter settled onto the lawn. That happens to you all the time, right? I think my street cred shot up that I even knew anyone that flew an F-81. I decided not to gloat and mention I had no idea who it was because so many of my Dionysus friends flew space planes.

Including Morgon. Although I admit the fighter is unusual.

Oh boy. Ruby and Tomas came down the stairs. They're pretty darn famous. Between Zara and HT, everyone in my crew knew the two of them, even the boys. Given HT, especially the boys. They walked over.

"We heard there were going to be burgers," said Ruby. I started to do the introductions.

"For those of us that grew up in Florida, could we do this inside?" asked Ruby. Sure. Sure.

We went inside and Ruby was Ruby. Tomas is wonderful because he knows Ruby can dominate a crowd and he doesn't mind at all. He just stands there with the cutest wry smile looking all gorgeous and all. Hey, Tomas is gorgeous. So is Ruby. That is not new news. I didn't mean dominate in a bad way. She's just really gregarious and loves everyone. Well, there was this one time she dominated me. And Tomas. Maybe that's another entry.

Ruby managed to make all my friends feel like they had known her their entire life. I'll bet that if you asked her any one of the names of this group of almost 20 people, she would know it and could share a small tidbit about them that she had already learned.

"Want me to share some of your tidbits, Shelby?" said Ruby. She laughed at the look on my face before I realized she hadn't said it out loud.

Cruel, Ruby. That just made her laugh again.

"Do you have enough s'mores fixings?" she asked. This time I realized she was just thinking to me. I just smiled sweetly.

"Yes but this group might not be all in," I thought.

"Oh they will be," thought Ruby which was probably true. I did do a nice tour of my house.

"This is amazing," said Briella, one of my oldest friends. "I'm confused though. Is there another Master Bedroom? You said this one is yours. Where is your parents?"

Well, here goes nothing.

"My parents haven't moved," I said. "They still live in the house I grew up in." Mostly I got stares. Not from Briella. We have known each other since pre-k.

"This is a freaking mansion on a lake with a yacht. Who the hell are you living with? You're 16! How are your parents OK with this?" asked Briella. I didn't even know what to say. Ruby jumped in.

"This is Shelby's house. She also has access to homes around the world. All members of the royal family do," said Ruby. "Oh and I brought your new passport Baroness Shelby." She handed me something. I was in shock myself at this point. I looked and it was a passport. I opened it and, sure enough, my picture. On a diplomatic passport. With my royal title. Say what?

"My apologies for making this informal. The formal ceremony will be next Saturday in Dionysus," said Ruby. Yep I just kept staring. Then we all heard a noise. None of my friends did. No make that none of my old friends did. It wasn't very loud. It was a space plane landing. I ran to the window and looked out to Chris and Noah coming off the plane. A very nice E-82.

Well sure. The former President and her husband. Ruby ran to the front door and opened it. We all came downstairs to the foyer. My house has a foyer. Why do houses have foyers? Sorry I might not be focusing.

They walked in and this time it was Noah that said it.

"We hear there are burgers," said Noah. I got hugs from both of them. I don't think I mentioned the hugs I got from Ruby and Tomas. Morgon got hugged too, of course. Chris handed me a small bag. I set it on the small side table, in my foyer, and pulled out small boxes. The first was a jewelry box with incredibly beautiful earrings.

Seriously beautiful diamond earrings.

"I'll explain those later," said Chris. The next box was a digital watch. A little like an Apple Watch but much thinner, much lighter, and a heck of a lot more stylish. In for a penny, I opened the last box. It was a cellphone but not like any I had ever seen. It folded into quarters and was still thinner than any phone I have ever owned. You could open it up one fold and it was a normal size phone but with screens on the front and back. Unfold it again and it was a small tablet. Unfold it again and it is a big tablet.

"The watch and phone are ion powered so you never have to charge them. They don't use cell towers either. They're satellite phones so they'll work anywhere on the planet and on the space station and the moon," said Noah.

Well sure. My phone needs to work on the moon.

"To unlock and fly your plane, you need one of these three things with you. The earrings, the watch or the phone," added Ruby. It took me a moment to react to that sentence.

"My plane?" I said in a croak that wasn't my voice.

"Sure," said Tomas. "Ruby and I are mostly here to ferry Chris and Noah home. They flew in your plane. You'll need it. Morgon is an instructor."

Of course my 8-year-old boss is my trainer on my new space plane that I can unlock with my earrings. Wait. Earrings.

Oh hell no.

"Yes those earrings," thought Ruby to me. "Welcome to the family Baroness."

I don't get any of this at all.

"We like you," said Chris, in my head. "People we like get brought into the family. See you next weekend for the ceremony."

She was serious? I'm going to Dionysus?

That just got me a smile from all five of them, including Morgon.

"Burgers are good," said Briella. "But can we all fuck first?" With that she started undressing. It's winter, so it took a little longer. Then again, by the time she was naked, so was everyone else. Briella can be a bit bold. She went over and took Noah and Tomas' hands and started to walk away with them.

"Chris and Ruby," said Briella. "Aren't you coming?" Did she mean coming or cumming? Both I suppose.

We all followed her. Not to the bedroom. To my wrestling room. Yes, my house had a wrestling room.

My old friends learned things from my new friends. Good things. Fun things.

Sexual things. Yay!

I can't possibly narrate everything that happened. Hell, I was having too many orgasms to notice. I did see that all four of our guests, and Morgon, were coaches. Teaching things, with demonstrations. It seemed like a good idea, so I started doing it too.

"How do you know these things?" asked Danny, one of my oldest friends. At the time I was teaching him new tricks in going down on a woman.

Me, of course.

I suspected this would come up, so I'd asked permission.

"I have a lot of experience," I said, just as I moaned through a big orgasm and just covered him with my squirt.

"Was that a squirt?" he asked, in the most incredulous voice. I didn't answer yet but took his hand and pulled him up. He was a little tentative and ended up straddling me.

I made the point a little clearer by positioning his cock and pulling him all the way in, to moans from Danny.

"Even better than I've read," he said. Oh shit.

"You were a virgin?" I asked, and he nodded.

"You probably had someone special in mind for your first," I said.

"You're right, I did," said Danny.

"I'm so sorry," I said. He laughed.

"You, quite literally, have nothing to be sorry about," said Danny. Huh? Oh. We needed to talk but he was taking me over and over.

"Cum in me," I said. "Your first should be in a woman." And he did. And did. And did. He collapsed on me for a bit, and then got back on his knees. Still hard.

"Nope," I said. "Save it. Too many choices. Are you interested in cleaning me out, or should I find someone else?"

"What do you mean cleaning me out?" he asked.

"Licking and sucking your cum out of my pussy and kissing it to me," I said. "It is kind of a thing."

He hesitated.

"If you're worried about what people will think if you taste cum, don't," I said. "We're all bi."

"All?" he said.

"Are you interested in an experience with a man?" I said. "I'm happy to help." He thought about it and took a big breath.

"I have an interest," he said, quietly.

"Anyone in particular?" I asked.

"I have choices?" he said. I looked around.

"Lots of them," I said. "All bi."

"Tomas," he said.

"An inspired choice. With or without Ruby?" I asked. His eyes went up.

"That's an option?" he squeaked.

"Oh yeah," I said, in a gutteral voice that surprised me. OK, maybe not surprised me. Tomas. With Ruby.

I'd been walking through it with them, you know, in my head and made a show of waving them over.

"Ruby and Tomas," I said. "I think you met Danny."

"Sure," said Ruby. "You're into cars."

"What would you like to try?" said Tomas. "We're good teachers."

"Well," he said. "Until ten minutes ago I was a virgin, so I'm pretty open to learning." Ruby noticed me dripping.

"Seems like cleanup is your first learning experience," said Ruby. "Lay down, Shelby. Danny, get down with Tomas. He'll teach you."

Oh God he did. Danny is a fast learner too. He kissed some to me and did a good job.

"Kiss some to Tomas," I said. His eyebrows shot up, but he did it. Tomas is a fantastic kisser.

"That was awesome," said Danny. "Can I suck your cock?" Tomas laughed.

"Sure," he said. "Do you want to swallow or take a load all over yourself and we clean it off? With our tongues."

"What kind of a choice is that?" said Danny.

"Go for him cumming on you," said Ruby. "You'll still swallow it, just in kisses from us."

Danny moaned. Understandably.

Ruby and I coached Danny, and from Tomas' moans, he's a quick study. He waited just a little too long and got the first spurt in his mouth.

And the rest on his chest, dribbling down onto his cock. Which is quite hard. Ruby pushed him over.

"You two clean him off while I ride him like the cute cowgirl I am," laughed Ruby. "If that's OK with you, Danny."

I think he was struck mute, but he did nod just as Ruby settled down on his cock. She took his left hand and put in on her breast and then explained rubbing her clit.

Which he did quite well. Tomas licked him off and kissed it to him.

"You taste different," said Danny. "Although my comparisons are limited."

"You have lots more choices," said Ruby, just as Luca walked up.

"Luca," I said. "He's only tasted two flavors."

Happy to help," laughed Luca. He offered his cock to Danny, who eagerly sucked it. It felt like a good time for me to move on. Danny is in heaven.

Which I understand.

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