8 February 2021

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I am not following along

I'm quite lost at what is going on, but Karlee is moving with confidence, so I'm right behind her. This is Alena. Teenager operating beyond her abilities. Yesterday was insane. We had an incredible time last night but left pretty early. We were on the plane by 9 o'clock. Oh wait, I'm told I should say 2100.

So many things to learn. I'm not quite sure what I am supposed to do here in the journal, other than take notes for our day, but I did read Jiera's post from yesterday.

Holy hell, she wrote it all down. I'm supposed to tell you about last night, and I'll come back to that, but we're about to land and I've got some shopping to do. We landed on top of what I thought was a big parking garage, and I guess it is, but it sure isn't parking cars. Planes, it was a parking lot full of planes, all in a line. A small tractor of sorts was hooking them up and pulling them down into the oversize garage. I turned to Lukas. I got to ride in the co-pilot seat and he's flying. Jiera and Karlee are in the jump seat and I'm pretty sure they both got off on the flight.

OK, the fact that Jiera's t-shirt is wet from cum might be the hint.

We dropped the stairs and Lukas turned back and saw the cum. He nodded and she looked down and laughed. She pulled off her t-shirt and used it to clean off all the cum.

"Ready," she said. Karlee and I just stared.

"Don't you need a shirt?" asked Karlee.

"Nope," said Jiera, who took off at a fast walk. She walked over to a trash can and what looked like a giant laundry hamper. She threw the shirt in and then stripped off her shorts.

Not her panties. She wasn't wearing any. The shorts followed the shirt and she turned back, wearing only her Adidas. Everyone wears Adidas here. I don't know why.

"You just throw heyclothes away?" asked Karlee. Jiera looked thoughtful.

"No, but I can see how it looks that way. They'll be laundered and sanitized and delivered back to my house," said Jiera. "They're everywhere in our country. You can drop your clothes in a hamper in Vancouver by noon and they will be laundered and in your closet by noon the next day in Robertville."

"That must cost a fortune. The fuel alone," I said. Jiera turned. God she is a vision.

"We need to catch you up," said Jiera. "The plane you flew on is ion powered. It is carbon negative. It uses carbon dioxide as fuel and exhausts oxygen. The more we fly, the better. We also have a ton of people in training to fly them. They're always looking for hours. They sign up as a pilot, kind of like an Uber driver, for whenever they want to fly. Then they do. We pay them pretty generously, but honestly, money is not used very much here."

"Huh?" I said, with Karlee. Who needs to say it. I just leaned in for the kiss. Then Jiera did.

"If you don't say it, but kiss first, everyone is in," said Jiera. "Be careful. I did it at a party with almost 400 people. I went through two lip balms and I was still sore."

"You people are weird," said Karlee, laughing. "But I get it. My lips were sore for two days when I did it at school."

"To you, now, yes, we are weird. To you soon, no. This hasn't quite sunk in yet," said Lukas. "You're part of Dionysus now. Timmy already has your passports. They were delivered here. Diplomatic passports. You work directly for Hunter and Tomas and like them, you're co-CEOs. You have to figure it out and have fun doing it. The big question is where you want to live. You can shift your studies to any school at any time. A week at one, a week at another. All our programs are self-paced. You can take a month off. No one cares. You probably will have to at first to roll everything up. One thing to really look for is leaders. You need them."

Jiera interrupted.

"Listen, everything he is saying is true, but you're probably terrified. Please don't be," said Jiera. "Most people don't dive into our culture at the point you are, so it is going to be intense, but we'll be there with you. I'm standing naked on an airplane parking garage and that's normal to me. I'm about to walk into the mall, and I won't be the only person that's naked. Adults. Kids. Lots of naked. This is in the middle of a Gamma resort. You will see a 9-year-old boy bent over a bench and getting power fucked by an adult."

OK, we all moaned at that.

"If you see someone that interests you, that looks at least 9 years old," said Jiera. "Walk up to them and suggest something. Make it outrageous. Your crazy weird fantasy. You might have to ask two or three people, but out of three, one of them will agree. If they're not 9, they'll tell you. Go young. You'll find a few that will surprise you that they're 9."

Should I tell them? Fuck. I think I have to tell them.

"I'm 17 years old," I said. This didn't last long. Back to freaking Mississippi. Fuck. Wait, they're smiling.

"Oh god that opens you up to so many people. Oral from 5. Anything goes at 7, at least until you turn 18," said Lukas. "Hot damn."

"You think it's good that you've hired a 17 year old?" I said. They laughed.

"We didn't know you were 17," said Lukas. "That doesn't mean Hunter and Tomas didn't know. In fact, I guarantee they did. They would have done their basic homework. Hunter is 15. Tomas is 13. I'm 13."

"I'm 12," said Jiera. "So 17 isn't a problem at all."

"Damn," said Karlee. "That means you're underage for me." That really set Lukas and Jiera off. Laughing. Then they reminded us of the ages of consent and can but don't have to. We were in the mall right now and right in front of us was the exact image that Jiera had painted. She just missed the young girl underneath licking everything she could. We joined a small crowd and watched. It looked like Dad pounding his son, while his daughter sucked her brother.

Lukas leaned over to Karlee and me.

"Do you both like cum?" asked Lukas. We both grinned.

"If you're interested, you should call cleanup now," said Jiera. Huh?

Oh!

"We call cleanup," I shouted. They turned to us and smiled.

"Sounds good," said the boy. "But you have to be naked."

Karlee looked at me and shrugged. We were just wearing little rompers, so we both dropped them to the ground. These people cheer a lot. Suddenly the young boy yelled.

"Tits and a cock!" he yelled. The entire crowd jumped in.

"Tits and a cock!" they screamed, three times. A freaking chant.

They ended by all throwing their hands in the air and yelling "Yay!" at the top of their lungs. Karlee leaned over.

"I think I like it here," she said, winking at me.

"I think they like you too," I replied. She took my hand. I liked it.

We didn't have to wait long and there was cum everywhere.

Oh we cleaned them up well. Really really well. Suddenly the boy yelled.

"Flying fuck!" he yelled, and the crowd cheered again. He could tell we didn't know what he meant.

"Oh, you're new," said the boy. "Got it. I can explain it, or you can roll with it. It involves you fucking you." She pointed at Karlee first, then me.

Oh hell I was in. We both were.

"OK, they're going to pick you up. Trust them," said the boy, to me. I felt a dozen hands lift me up. People were all around me. They were supporting my head, my shoulders, everywhere. The group holding my legs gently opened them. Karlee got the idea and slipped in between my legs and slid right in.

God it felt good.

"You stand still," said the boy to Karlee. The group proceeded to move me up and down Karlee's cock. Slowly and gently. Fast and hard. Alternating. Most of them used one hand and their other hand roamed. On me. On Karlee. Everywhere. Different hands were tweaking my nipples, all with different feelings.

Four people were taking turns stroking my clit, all differently.

I think I lasted 3 seconds. I was rolling through orgasm after orgasm. I could tell Karlee was trying not to cum but finally pulled out and shot everywhere. Every person around me was covered. I was drenched.

It was a good thing we were all naked.

We were a mess.

"To the showers," shouted the boy. Somehow we all followed him and there was a huge locker room.

We got clean, but we lost some more time. Almost two hours.

But we sure were clean.

Time is interesting with these two. Jiera and Lukas. We got to the store later than expected, but nobody cared. We didn't have to go to school today but would eventually. Things were left to us. Yes, we're adults, but still, I am 17.

And I am a freaking adult.

We rounded the corner and holy shit. I turned to Jiera.

"That's the Timmy you meant?" I screamed, to her laughter.

"Honestly," she said. "He's the only Timmy I know."

Holy shit. The most famous designer in the world. Dresses the stars.

Dresses royalty. Oh, got it.

Oh God. We're at a Gamma resort. I think I got whiplash my head turned so fast.

"Will he fuck us?" I asked, just as Karlee said the same words. We had just walked into the store, which was fairly busy. Maybe 40 people or so. I just saw that in a quick glimpse before I leaned over and kissed Karlee. Suddenly there was some commotion.

And everyone in the store got into a line. I turned to Jiera and Lukas.

"You were freaking serious?" I asked. They both smiled and nodded.

"With a lot of groping, unless you announce they shouldn't," said Lukas.

"Now why the fuck would I do that?" I said. Then I stripped. Yeah, I'd gotten dressed. Then everyone stripped. The first person in line was a young boy. A young man, I guess.

"How old are you?" he asked.

"I'm 17," I replied.

"I'm supposed to ask you if you have any limits," he said. "Oh, I'm Franc, with a C. I'm 10." We actually shook hands. He leaned in, but instead of kissing me, he lowered me to the carpet. He positioned himself.

Oh! Do I have limits?

Nope.

He was clearly waiting.

"Fuck away!" I shouted. Yeah, the crowd cheered. Nice crowds here.

I had undercounted. 54, including the four of us. 32 cocks. Only 26 of them attached to men.

Yes, my first accidental gangbang and six were tits and a cock.

I have won a sex lottery.

For some reason there was a pretty good sized shower room at the clothing store. Right now, Jiera is shampooing my hair and it might be the most sensual thing anyone has ever done for me. Lukas is doing the same for Karlee and not only is she moaning, she is hard as a rock.

"So do orgies break out at the clothing store often?" I asked, nonchalantly, to gales of laughter.

"There is a shower room that holds almost a hundred people," replied Jiera.

Well there is that.

Tits and a cock! Yay!

Karlee here. We are not in Mississippi anymore. Not even close. Well, literally, since we're half a world away. It didn't feel like it, given we flew in a space plane and the trip was short.

None of this makes sense, but I sure as hell like it. I went from a culture where I had to hide who I am to a culture where I am appreciated. Maybe even revered. There is a freaking chant.

I have to say that again. There is a chant. They all know the chant. They end it by throwing their hands in the air and yelling "yay!"

I heard it again in the shower at the Timmy store. Right before the cutest girl swallowed my entire cock down her throat. I never even learned her name, but I was surprised she could do it, given she was small enough to not even have nipple bumps. Then again, after sucking for a bit, she climbed right on.

I am experiencing new things at a record pace. Many involve sex, but not all of them. For example, I am wearing the finest clothes on the planet, designed by the hottest designer on that planet. I am in a relationship with a young woman who I already adore and we're starting a multibillion dollar business together, funded by the kingdom of Dionysus.

Did I leave anything out?

Maybe. We're on our way to a small get together. At the Lukas and Jiera's house. In a flying car. Yes, we left the plane at the resort and took a car.

At their house

Alena here. My day, I guess.

"Why did you have a car parked at the mall?" asked Karlee. "Is that where you leave your plane?"

In our world, that question made sense, but Jiera laughed.

"No," replied Lukas. "We park our plane at home, but it needs a regular service, so they're doing that. As for the car, all the cars in that lot are pool cars. Just walk up to one and drive it away."

Pool cars. We're in a flying Bentley convertible. That lot was full of BMWs, Mercedes, Lamborghinis and more.

Karlee laughed.

"So how do we get on the list for pool cars?" asked Karlee. "Those were some pretty nice cars."

"You already are. Your jewelry does it. They won't fly for you until you've been through the training," said Jiera.

Well sure. The cars wouldn't fly for us until we went through the training.

"We can train you in the cars today," said Lukas. "We'll get training for your space planes setup too. The trainers will come to you, wherever you are."

"Why was planes plural?" asked Karlee.

"You won't always be going to the same place," said Jiera. "You need two. We'll ensure you get a smaller S-88 and the larger E-82. The S-88 can go underwater too. It can..."

For some reason he trailed off there. I wonder why?

"It can do a lot," jumped in Jiera, covering for him. Badly.

"Listen," I said. "Don't feel embarrassed that you're not ready to tell us something yet. You met us yesterday."

They both laughed.

"Not much to not tell," said Lukas. "But since I screwed up and my sister made it worse, I'll tell you. You're learning a lot about our culture and you know you have to be low-key about it all, particularly the sex, but this one is a don't tell anyone, even Maxie. If you can't agree, I won't tell you."

Karlee didn't hesitate.

"No different than business. You don't share all your cards," said Karlee. "Your cock maybe, but not your cards."

We all politely laughed.

"OK," said Jiera. "My bad. I'll tell it. The S-88 is jump-capable."

Well that didn't help. She left it hanging there and finally they laughed.

"It means that the plane can do instantaneous interstellar travel," said Jiera. "It can jump to other planets."

"Sure, sure, other planets," I said. "If you didn't want to tell us, just don't tell us."

They didn't respond. They were just looking at me.

"I think we might come back to that topic," I said. I pointed at the apartment building up ahead.

"Is your apartment in that building?" I asked. They both laughed.

"Sorry," said Jiera. "That was rude. From your frame of reference, that is likely an apartment building. From our frame of reference, that's our house."

Holy shit.

We're not in Kansas anymore. Or Mississippi.

I saw Jiera give Lukas a look and Lukas caught that I saw it.

"Don't worry. We're not hiding anything. We've got about an hour, so we both had an idea of something to do," said Lukas.

"Maybe you, but I need a break, which is a sad thing to say," said Karlee. "After all, I went to the mall and fucked so much I couldn't anymore."

Yeah, we all laughed at that. The car settled down in the driveway of their house. We all got out. Did I ever mention we were naked? It seems to be a thing here.

We walked into the house and it was definitely a thing. There must have been a hundred people, some inside, some outside on a huge deck that was over the water. Did I mention the entire house is over the water, on stilts? It's freaking huge.

Did I also mention that not one person in that entire huge group had clothes on? There were people from barely able to walk to what I guess was north of 70. Or even 80. Not a stitch of clothing.

"There are babies running around without diapers," I said. "Won't that get messy?" She smiled and led me to a nearby guest bathroom. Next to the toilet was a smaller toilet. On which sat a little girl. A tiny little girl. A girl that couldn't have been two yet.

"Oh, sorry," said Jiera.

"I don't care," laughed the child. "It's not like we hide much around here."

We backed out of the bathroom.

"How old is that child?" I asked.

"I don't know," said Jiera. "I don't even know who she is." Just then the girl came out. I did what I'd do with any stranger.

"Hi, my name is Karlee," she said. "What's yours?" The little girl stuck out her hand and had a very nice handshake.

"I'm Tess," she said. "I'm Maleah's daughter. And before you ask, I turn one in a week. Nice to meet you." She walked away.

"Tits and a cock, yay!" she muttered, quietly. I doubt she realized we heard her, but when she threw her hands in the air, it was a bit obvious. We all laughed.

"Yay!" said Karlee. "I just had a conversation with a child not yet one who used the potty by herself. She also appears to have admired my tits and a cock."

Jiera just smiled. It's different here. Just then a couple walked up. You would have to be dead to not know them.

Queen Amy and King Bob. Very much naked.

Jiera got hugs. Very nice hugs. Hugs that involved kisses. With tongue. And a little groping.

"Sorry," said Bob. "We haven't seen Jiera in a long time."

"It's been three days," said Jiera.

"Exactly!" said Bob, laughing. He turned to Karlee.

"You must be Karlee," said Bob. "Welcome to the family."

"You know who I am?" I said. Bob gave me a smile that was mind-blowing. I had to close my eyes and breathe, or I was going to cum.

"Would you like a hug too?" asked Queen Amy. "And it is just Amy and Bob. No titles here."

She opened her arms, and it was the most amazing hug of my life. No groping, but she did give me a kiss. With tongue.

I finally pulled away and Bob had his arms open. He pulled me in for a tight hug. Then they repeated it with Karlee. It was fun to watch.

Sorry Bob. I'm sure Karlee didn't mean to cum all over you. He didn't even break the hug. He just let her cum all over him. Jiera leaned over.

"Say the word cleanup," she said. She has not led me astray, so I followed her suggestion. Bob led me over to a lounge and laid down. I licked and kissed every drop of cum off of him. I offered it to him in a kiss, thinking he would decline. He did not decline. I got him very clean. And very hard. Then he rolled Karlee onto her back and clearly was going to lick off the cum.

"Nope," said Amy. "Mine."

Bob laughed and hopped up. Amy then did the most sensual cleanup ever. Ever! I got it all in a kiss. Then she sat on Karlee's legs.

"May I?" she said. We'd learned this last night.

"For you I have no boundaries," said Karlee. Amy lifted up and dropped right down onto her cock. Oh I'm passing the pen to Karlee.

This is all incredible

I am liking Dionysus. A young woman walked up. One of the most beautiful women I have ever seen in my life. Just glowingly beautiful.

"You are incredibly beautiful," I said. I don't know what came over me. OK, I knew who came over me. I did! Sorry, Karlee here with the pen.

"Thank you," she said, with a laugh. "You need to meet Ruby. She will redefine beauty for you. I'm Pari. I'm Bob and Amy's girlfriend."

Of course you are.

"May I sit on your face?" she asked, so nicely.

"For you I also have no boundaries," I said. I think I need to tattoo that somewhere. She climbed right on and laughed.

"I'll show you how to put it in the app, so you don't have to keep saying it," said Pari, just as she settled down. I would have replied, but, you know, pussy on my face. A very nice pussy, I might add.

I lasted longer than I expected, but Amy and Pari didn't. I'm covered in squirt. That did it for me. I tried to ask where I should cum, and it just came out as a mumble. Pussy, remember? Pari laughed.

"Cum in her," said Pari. "Then you and I can do cleanup." So I did. And we did.

Liking it. A lot. Just then, Alena walked up, just covered with cum.

"Cleanup!" shouted Amy and Bob. He got jinx out first. That has to be the best kiss I have ever seen.

"It's the love," said Pari, while holding my hand. They broke their kiss and laughed. Bob reached down and swept Pari up in his arms and gave her just as sensual a kiss. She just rolled through orgasms. The finally broke the kiss and she turned to Amy, while Bob was still holding her.

OK, that kiss has been surpassed. A kiss that makes both women vibrate through multiple orgasms is impressive.

"Damn," muttered Alena. Which got her kisses from all three of them. I think her knees buckled from the orgasms. She finally stood up, flushed over her entire body. I am not stupid. I am not.

"Damn," I muttered, to laughter from them all. First Bob, then Amy, then Pari.

All three were careful to stop before I came. From their kisses.

All. Three. Of. Them.

Pari looked at me, then at Alena, then back to me.

"Show me your kiss," she said. I looked at Alena and she had the biggest grin on her face. I am sure I did too. I put everything I had into the kiss. She rocketed over quickly.

Then I did. Making another mess.

"Soulmates," said Amy, Bob, and Pari.

"Don't worry, we'll save that one for later," said Amy. "But you should both go out and find someone to clean you up. Any first choices?"

I said Hunter just as Alena said Tomas.

"OK," said Amy, taking our hands. OK? She just said OK?

"Sure," said Amy. "They both like both of you a lot. They'll do it for sure." We walked out onto the patio and somehow Amy knew exactly where they were. Pari was with us too. Damn Pari is gorgeous, but Alena is prettier.

"Thank you," said Alena. "But you're full of shit." Did I say it out loud?

We saw Hunter and Tomas and they were talking to a young woman that was facing them. All we saw was her ass. A very fine ass.

And I'm walking with Amy, Pari, and Alena.

The young woman turned. It stopped Alena and me in our tracks, to much delight from Amy and Pari. They dragged us over.

"Ruby," said Pari. "I'd like you to meet Alena and Karlee." Oh shit. Ruby went in for the hug.

I had to break it early. Even though I have cum three times, one of which is mostly on Ruby now.

Alena didn't break her hug. She got a kiss too. Then she fainted. She freaking fainted.

Ruby picked her up and carried her to a lounge. This small woman carried her like she was weightless. Ruby sat down and just waited. Alena woke up pretty quickly.

"Sorry about that," said Ruby, stroking Alena's nipple.

Which caused another orgasm.

"Are you even human?" I asked of Ruby, jokingly.

"Maybe," she said. "Probably. No, maybe." She just looked at me.

"Sorry, I would have added the smile, but..." she said, pointing at my cock. Yeah, that was a good call, Ruby.

Just for the record, I don't think she's human.

"You have no idea," said Ruby, with a smile. "I'll teach you to fly."

"We haven't gotten a plane yet," I said.

"I don't use a plane," said Ruby, with just a smirk. I think she's serious. Pari just walked up.

"She is," said Pari. How is Pari as tall as me. I looked down.

Her feet are about 8 inches off the ground.

I am definitely not in Mississippi.

"Do you have one in you for me?" asked Ruby, to me.

"And me?" added Tomas.

Hold up.

"Whatchu talkin' about, Tomas?" I said. Yeah, likely no one gets the cultural reference.

"There was nothing unclear in my statement," said Tomas.

"You want me to fuck you?" I asked.

"Oh yeah," he said, in a gravelly voice. "Listen. We told you, but you're still not quite understanding. We love everyone. Every gender, every ethnicity, every sexual orientation, every body type. You're a gorgeous woman with an incredible cock. Of course I'd like you to fuck me. So would Hunter. So would Bob. So would literally everyone in this room. My preference, if there is an interest, is being in the middle of a train with Alena in the front and you in the back. But let's be clear. Can but don't have to is a real thing. There is no pressure. No harassment. Nothing. If there isn't an interest, I'll stop asking and you can initiate anything you want when you're ready. That's just the way it works. Let me show you."

"Hey, Luca, come here," shouted Tomas. OMG. Prince Luca.

I believe Alena swooned. I sure as hell did.

"Luca, this is Karlee, and this is Alena. They're our newest business partners and are building an HT-like empire but for transgender clothing," said Tomas.

"Nice to meet you and that's cool. I can't believe Hunter and Tomas didn't already do it," said Luca. Tomas just shrugged and smiled. He has a killer smile.

"They're still learning the culture and I thought you could help me," said Tomas. "Do you have any interest in Karlee fucking you?"

Luca snorted.

"OK, happy to be a demonstration, but of course the answer is yes. How old are you Karlee?" asked Luca.

"20," I replied.

"What about you, Alena?" asked Luca. "I'm guessing 17."

"Yeah, that's right. How did you know?" she asked.

"Because Tomas told me," laughed Luca. "It's not like I can read your mind."

"Of course you can," said Alena. "You don't even have a block up, so I could read you too." Huh?

Everyone stared at her. What are they talking about?

"You know how?" asked Tomas.

"Sure," said Alena. "I have a little brother. We do it all the time. He's 12."

"Well where the hell is he?" asked Tomas. "Why isn't he here?"

"Because he's 12!" said Alena. Tomas looked around and pointed at a lounge. Oh, well. On the lounge, Prince Colby is just pounding a stunning young woman that I eventually discovered is one of his fiancés Karolina.

One of.

"Listen," said Tomas. "I'm happy to go pick up your brother. How long has he been fucking you? It has been awhile for you to be this strong. Can you think to him from this distance?"

Alena looked mortified. Tomas laughed.

"You don't have to tell me. I shouldn't have asked," said Tomas. "We're always curious because we're still figuring out how our powers work."

"Think to him," said Luca. "Invite him. Tell your parents the truth. He's going to travel with you and also enroll in the university with you. What's his strength?"

"Design," said Alena. "He loves fashion. He has designed so many gorgeous things. He even makes them on our family sewing machine. His specialty is lingerie. Our parents were a little weirded out at first, and now our mom won't wear anything else. He even makes Dad's underwear."

"And you didn't think to mention this?" asked Tomas.

"He's 12!" said Alena. I'll be damned. That's not actually the answer to anything, now is it?

"No, it is not," said Hunter.

"Can he fly?" asked Tomas.

"He's barely been in a plane, how would he know how to fly one?" asked Alena.

Tomas and Hunter just looked at me. And waited. Damn that's powerful. Surely they don't think. Come on.

"You think we can fly. Us. Not airplanes," I said.

"It isn't a matter of can or can't," said Ruby. "You both can. You just have to believe that. You're very powerful. I suspect he is too. What's his name?"

"Darryl," said Alena. "And I took his virginity on his seventh birthday. Until I left for college, we did it every day. Usually more than once a day. I miss it."

"I'll be back," said Ruby. Then Ruby took off. Not in her plane. She pretty much shot into space Supergirl style.

"The shoes?" I asked. "Tell me it is the shoes."

"Has to be the shoes, doesn't it?" asked Alena.

"Not the shoes, but she's just going to get her plane. She tops out around 5,000 mph, so it would take too long to go get him without the plane," said Tomas.

Sure, sure, 5,000 miles per hour.

These people are weird. Fun. Cool. Sexy. And weird.

"I heard that," said Alena.

"Of course you did!" said Tomas. "You're soulmates. Alena, try to think to Darryl."

We all watched Alena for a minute.

"He said he's excited to come and meeting Ruby is a fantasy," said Alena. "His top three people to meet are Ruby, Tomas, and Hunter."

Tomas and Hunter moaned. So did Leslie and Hallie, who just walked up.

"Why did you moan?" I asked, of them.

"Not sure, but hey, if they're moaning, we're moaning," said Hallie. "Come on. That has to make sense."

Yeah, it does.

WTF! A plane just appeared. Literally appeared. There was an empty spot in the lawn, now there is a plane, and a young man is running down the stairs.

"Good God, he's gorgeous," said Leslie. Well, he is. He's just 12, but about 5'5", thin but muscular from swimming, I'd guess, with blonde hair bleached by the chlorine.

Now we're all moaning.

"You did give us permission," said Hallie. "You can always change your mind."

Why would I do that?

Darryl ran up and skidded to a stop. He saw Hunter and Tomas, then me, then Leslie and Hallie. Ruby came up behind him. Did I mention we're all naked? Including Darryl and Ruby? Darryl turned to Alena.

"Is this officially Dionysus?" he asked. Alena nodded. He walked over to her and put his arms around her and pulled her in for a kiss. His cock slid between her thighs. It is sexy as hell.

He held her up when her knees buckled. Finally they broke the kiss.

"I think I like Dionysus," said Alena, a little woozily.

"Me too!" said Darryl. He turned to me.

"You must be Karlee. I am so pleased to meet you. Ruby shared what the plan is," said Darryl. "I'd love to show you some of my designs, if that isn't being too presumptuous."

"You're hired," I said.

"Hired?" asked Darryl. "I'm only 12." For some reason, Leslie slapped her hands over her ears.

It turned out to be a good plan. The volume at which everyone, including me, shouted "so" was deafening. Then I realized Darryl said it too when he followed it up with a shouted "jinx".

Payoff was spectacular. It went way beyond a kiss, right here on the lawn. It ended with us in a train with Alena in the front, me in the back, and Darryl in the middle. We're both just pumping away.

"You know this is the way we'll probably end every night before bed," said Darryl.

I think he has a point.

"Particularly after we're married," added Darryl. Which apparently caused me to explode, which caused Darryl to explode, which caused Alena to explode. Somehow we all got covered with cum, but that appears to have come from the audience.

We have an audience.

Yep. Liking it here.

And I am apparently engaged to Alena.

And Darryl.

Yep. Really liking it here.

Things got a little crazy at that point and Tomas got his wish. Alena in the front, me in the back. Well, not quite the back, because Hunter is fucking me in the ass too. Then again, Darryl is underneath Alena and licking everything.

While Alena sucks his cock. That is so freaking hot. Darryl reached back and started tickling my balls.

That was all it took. I pulled out and went off and so did Hunter and Tomas. Darryl erupted right into Alena's face. The majority of the cum landed on Darryl. He doesn't seem to mind. We all dove in for cleanup.

We like cleanup.

I think our lives took a modest turn.

Modest.

We never did make it to the resort. We wore out and fell asleep in a jumble. I'm in the middle with Alena on my left and Hunter on my right. They're both gently snoring. Now you're wondering about Darryl.

He's face down on me, snoring away.

Wow.

Their LA house

We're staying at their LA house. Apparently there are giant mansions damn near everywhere and we have unlimited access. By we, I mean Karlee, Alena, and me. This is Darryl. Not sure why I'm the scribe, but this has been a wild ride, for sure. I am a little unclear on why our parents are supportive, but hey, who am I to complain. I'm in LA, have a full-time job as a lingerie designer, and am having virtually unlimited sex.

Not bad for 12.

We've all read about Dionysus and heard the scandalous rumors, but good lord, the real thing is better. Orlando just mentioned that some friends are coming over and they were going to have an impromptu jam session. Alena embarrassed the hell out of me by mentioning that I have a great voice.

I do not. I love to sing, and I do it with enthusiasm, but it is more singing in the shower than jamming with Orlando's friends.

Right now, it is Karlee, Alena, and me, along with Orlando and Grace, Tomas and Ruby, and Hunter, Hallie, and Leslie.

I am in heaven. Come on. You dream of being here. The fact that we're all just lying on lounges and playing in the pool, naked, seems like a win too. Um, people just arrived and we're naked.

And by people, I mean Camila, Halsey, and Khalid. With them is Karolina. Hell yes I know who she is. I'm one of her Facebook followers and have been for longer than she has been a part of Dionysus. She's with her fiancés, who are 6 and all three are undressing.

Oh wait, so are Camila, Halsey, and Khalid.

Yep. Liking it here. Camila just walked over to the three of us.

"Hi, I'm Camila," said, well, Camila. We all introduced ourselves. She's so nice!

"Not sure if there is an interest, but I'd love DP with you in the front, Karlee, and you in the back, Darryl," said Camila. Camila!

That deserved an exclamation point.

"Now?" I squeaked. Hey, I'm 12. A squeak isn't that unusual. I am also hard as a rock.

So is Karlee.

I believe we both voted yes to the suggestion. Oh, Khalid and Alena are having fun now.

And Karolina is at the front of a train, with Colby in the middle, and Nylah in the back. We all stopped to watch for a minute.

"I just learned four new things to try," commented Camila. Four! I lost count.

Willing to try them all.

Karlee laid back on the lounge, and Camila climbed up and slid down on her cock cowgirl style. Camila bent over and Leslie showed me how to prepare her.

I am now fucking Camila in the ass, while she bounces on Karlee.

Damn.

Orlando walked over.

"Would you like me to fuck you too, Darryl?" he asked.

Why yes I would. Everyone gathered around and Nylah made suggestions. We followed them all. They were excellent suggestions.

"From experience, Darryl," said Nylah, laughing.

God I want her.

"Oh good," said Nylah. "Colby and I have exceptions. Maybe I can ride you while Colby fucks me in the ass."

Well sure.

And we did. Camila followed by Nylah followed by Halsey.

My day is going pretty well. How about yours? We finally all wore down and by the time we had, they'd broken out instruments. Orlando dragged me up on their little stage for a duet with Halsey.

Eastside. I have to sing Khalid's part, in front of Khalid, with Halsey. Well fuck it.

I put everything I had into that song.

"That was fucking amazing," said Khalid. "Halsey, you have got to record that with Darryl. It will skyrocket the charts and bring in an entirely new demographic."

"Huh," I said. Ever the conversationalist. Orlando walked over.

"OK, Darryl, you can let this freak you out or you can have some fun," said Orlando. "Come here." He walked us over to a large TV.

"I recorded it," said Orlando. He proceeded to play it and I have to admit, it is pretty good.

"Not sure we should release this version," said Halsey. "Given we're both naked and Darryl is rock hard."

"Come on," said Orlando. "You'd be insulted if he weren't. Are you sure you don't want to release it? It's fun, it's by the pool, and you both rock it. Both the music and the nudity."

"YouTube will ban it," said Khalid. Orlando shook his head no.

"They would if it were sexual, but it isn't. Look at the crowd shot. We're all naked and nothing inappropriate is going on. It's just a bunch of nudist friends hanging out. They've changed their policy about nudity."

Halsey looked at me. All that accomplished was making my cock bounce, which made everyone laugh.

"I do admit," said Halsey. "It would be popular."

So Orlando uploaded it.

We'll just leave it as popular.

Remember when Gangnam Style broke YouTube when it hit a billion views? Well that club is bigger now. The current record was over 7 billion views by Baby Shark Dance.

With an emphasis on was.

Our video hit ten billion views on day 4 and surpassed twenty billion in the first week.

I started getting fan letters. I don't get it, but hey, hard as a rock. Some of their suggestions were pretty graphic.

I will be meeting some of them.

Life is good.

Off to the fair

Not an actual fair. A job fair. We're hiring our first employees for our newest HT store. This one has an imbedded Karlee store in it. We're opening up the brand and why not Omaha.

We might not have thought that through. Anyway, this is Hunter. I'm with Tomas, Karlee, Alena, and Darryl. We try to make as many store openings and job fairs as we can. Tomas and I have a feel. If we both like someone, they get the job. I don't mean their resume and all that shit. Our job fairs are basically cocktail parties. We walk around and meet everyone and hire them based on our conversations. We can ask them anything. The jobs are in Dionysus. All the stores are. It is the only way they work. Tonight we're hiring clerks and models. This store has a Karlee, so we're especially looking for transgender models that are really comfortable with their bodies. Our models, right?

Here's the problem. Protestors. At first they started protesting in the mall. Security pushed them out, all the way to the sidewalk. But that's a copout. You damn well know we're going to address it head on, like we always do. We're a pretty, um, pushy country. The five of us are walking out to where they are protesting right now. We're actually dressed pretty conservatively. Tomas, Darryl, and I are in dress slacks and open collar dress shirts. Alena is in an adorable cocktail dress. Zara, of course.

Karlee is a revelation. She went the classic little black dress route. The LBD. Also Zara. It is a slip dress, so a very light material, with spaghetti straps. It falls to above her knees. A little short, but not a lot short. It gathers at the waist a little, so it accentuates her breasts quite nicely. She has incredible legs too and is wearing a pair of Jimmy Choos that really accentuate her calves.

Come on. I'm the co-founder of HT. I notice these things.

To sum it up, we all look good. Karlee looks amazing. Do her on the coffee table amazing.

We walked up to the group and found the person in charge. We guessed that holding the megaphone and calling us all heathens implied the leader. She was even standing on the roof of a car. Next to her was man we presumed to be her husband. He looked equally apoplectic.

Next to the car were two kids that I'd bet money are their children. They both looked embarrassed. The oldest is a girl of about 12 and the youngest is a boy of about 10. Cute kids. Of course I'd do them. I'm flexible that way.

We stood there, looking up at her, wondering if she even had any idea who we are. As it turns out, she did, at least Tomas and me. I know the kids recognize us. She stopped her diatribe and looked down at us.

"You are scum," she said.

Well that's a fun introduction.

I admit, Karlee holding her hand out for the megaphone surprised me. Not nearly as much as the woman handing it to Karlee. Then she realized what she had done. Midwest nice had driven her action, but her underlying views made her regret it.

"Some of you are here protesting tonight. Some are just enjoying the show. We don't believe what you believe, but we respect your right to believe it," said Karlee. "But I'd like you to give us a chance. Get in line here. I will give you a $1,000 gift card for the store if you take the complete 20-minute tour. If, at the end of the tour, you don't want to buy anything, I will exchange the gift card for $500 in cash and a $1,000 donation to the charity of your choice as long as the charity isn't a hate group."

That caused quite a buzz. I'd say a third of the people got in the line.

"A $10,000 card, $5,000 in cash, and a $10,000 donation," said Karlee. Almost everyone else got in the line. There were a lot of kids off to the side.

"No, no, not going to work that way," said Karlee. "Your entire family comes, or no one gets to come. Every family member gets the gift card."

Everyone was in line now, which is not surprising in challenging economic times. A few were probably not protestors, but we don't care.

Except the megaphone family. We heard them arguing.

"Mom, this is stupid," said the girl. "We need this money. We're about to get freaking evicted and you are so caught up in being a 1950s suburban housewife that you won't even get a job. We go on the tour and we get $5,000 in cash. We need that money."

"You misunderstand," said Karlee, loud enough for them to hear. "Every person in the line gets the card and money. Your family would get $20,000." Karlee picked up the megaphone again.

"Let's simplify it. A $10,000 gift card that you can keep or sell, plus a $10,000 Visa gift card if you make it through the entire tour," said Karlee. I absolutely love where this is going and no, I don't care about the money. We have plenty of that.

"Mom!" shouted the girl. "That's $80,000! So what if I see naked people again."

That's when she realized that she added the word again.

Oops.

You could see Karen about to explode. Now, I doubt the mom's name is actually Karen, but you get the point. Even the dad, who seemed as committed as the mom, was encouraging her. He hopped down.

"Come on kids," said the dad. "We're getting in line."

Well now.

"Are you going to require the entire family?" asked Tomas, of Karlee.

"No," said Alena, Karlee, and Darryl. Along with the young woman from the leader's family.

She also said jinx.

"You're pretty predictable," she said. "We'll pay up later." Now her parents are going insane.

"Listen, there are families in this line that need the money, including this one. Maybe in the end it is just a little spreading of the wealth, but if one person changes their mind, I'm good with it," said Karlee.

Karlee fits in nicely. Now, many in the line know it is job fair night, so they're assuming everyone in nice interview clothes and nothing untoward. So here's the thing. That doesn't let us hire people that quite get the job they are going to be doing. So at a job fair, there are a lot of people dressed just as our models dress. Since we haven't hired the real models yet, we bring in guest models.

Let's see.

Bob and Amy. Chris and Noah. Orlando and Grace. You get the idea. We didn't include the littles, meaning Colby, Nylah, Jessica, and Bill, although they would have done it in a heartbeat. We did include Ruby and her clan, plus Gabe and his. Which means we have a half-naked Carlina and Tegan. Not to mention Denne, Max, and Martan.

Can't forget Pari. Then again, as soon as we get inside, we're all five stripping down to model attire.

Now, you're thinking I missed some models, and I did.

Juanita and Amai. Shannon. Remei. Gina. Going the other direction, Sam and his best friend Teddy. Teddy is 11.

Both FtM. They brought along most of their support group.

It is a sexy bunch.

Karlee is modeling one of Darryl's most risqué designs. She is wearing sheer satin panties. That would be interesting enough, but they're crotchless.

Yeah.

She is wearing a matching bra, which is a sheer demi-cup, and cut below her nipples. She looks fabulous.

Alena is wearing a teddy. It comes down to just a few inches above her pussy.

That's all she is wearing.

Darryl and I are wearing pretty revealing cock pockets. That's all.

Tomas is wearing a teddy that matches Alena's.

And that is all he is wearing.

Gonna be fun.

We ended up with about 30 people in the line. Karlee led the way, which is impressive since those shoes have a stiletto heel and are tall. I couldn't do it.

I've tried. Come on. A little sexy dress up?

We had anticipated starting the interview process with tours, so had arranged a large open area at the front of the store. The actual interviews hadn't started yet, so we were the first group in.

Our tour guide walked up.

Carlina. In sheer, tiny panties. Crotchless tiny sheer panties.

Yeah, that's all. Glorious nipple bumps. On display.

The girl from the family moaned. So did the boy.

Carlina with nipple bumps in tiny sheer panties. Half the line moaned. The other half did when Gabe walked up. Wearing the same panties.

Gabe is gloriously hard, and his cock took advantage of the crotchless appellation.

The interesting thing is that about a third of the moans came from people of the same sex as the moanee. Is moanee a word? You get the idea.

For example, the man that was on the car, with his crazy wife, didn't moan when Carlina walked up.

He did when Gabe did. His wife noticed. She stared at him and then looked back at Gabe. She succeeded in not moaning.

Then she looked at Carlina again.

I believe they are both confused right now. That was also about the time that they realized all of us had stripped down to our lingerie.

We had finally met the family, at least. Fredick and Catja are mom and dad and are with Leisel and Walden. Nice German names.

Did I mention that Leisel pulled off her T-shirt? She does not favor bras. She shimmied out her shorts, leaving cute little girl panties that were pretty sheer where there was a wet spot. It was not a small wet spot.

That's when Walden stripped down to his underwear.

Matching panties.

Oh boy.

"I'm very confused," said Catja.

"That's the thing," said Karlee. "Everyone is. You live in a world of oppression and I'd bet money that your bias has been focused by your church. Regardless, you suppress what you really feel. You like Carlina."

Carlina chose that moment to do a little shimmy.

We all moaned.

"But sex is fun. Sex is wonderful. Sex is transformative," said Karlee. "No better time, kids." Leisel and Walden looked at each other.

Liesel took a big breath.

"The reason we're both really smart is that we've been sexually active with each other since my fifth birthday. We follow their rules," said Leisel. You could see both kids cringe, waiting for the inevitable.

Which I had not anticipated would be deep, gutteral moans from both Fredick and Catja.

"We're quitting the church," said Catja. Fredick just nodded. Yes, Fredick, without an r.

"There is absolutely no pressure, but we're having a little after party," said Karlee. "We'd love to invite all four of you, but to put it all out there, it will basically be an orgy, within our rules."

The kids danced a little, but Fredick and Catja look confused.

Fredick took a deep breath.

"I want to get fucked in the ass," said Fredick. Catja looked stunned and stared at him for a bit. Fredick started to deflate. You could see it. Catja did, for sure.

"No, no," said Catja. "Don't take it wrong. I would love to see that. Hell, if I throw off the teachings of our church, I freaking want you all."

"Especially Liesel and Walden," added Catja, softly.

We love it when we open people's minds.

"Walk around and shop," said Karlee. "I'll give you all the cards but also pay for anything you want from the store. Load up. Some might get torn off you tonight."

Yeah, we all moaned.

"By me," added Karlee.

Fredick almost passed out. Catja noticed.

"Oh God. Could we do a train with me in the front and you in the back, Karlee?" asked Catja.

Well that escalated quickly.

We'll come back and tell that story. Or cum back. We did the actual job fair and hired the most amazing manager for the store.

Walden. Now, before you show surprise that it wasn't Leisel, that's because she's the new regional VP for HT, covering the Midwest. Walden works for her. To my surprise, Catja and Fredick were just fine with it. Give us an opportunity, and we can explain Dionysus to most people.

Or fuck them until they get it. Sorry, crude by true.

Wrapping up here. More later.

And yes, the transformation for Fredick and Catja was fast. It often is.

We need to tell them

This is Lianna. Change of cast now. Madison and I are having an argument. This is going to sound weird, but I didn't know I had so many powers until that scene in the movie. That's not entirely true. I knew I could fly. Madison can too. I fly pretty damn well. Ask Ruby. Madison is good, but not quite as good.

I also knew I could read people. So can Madison. We're not powerful at it and we've discovered we're easy to block. Ruby was helping us. She admitted that while she could detect it and a block wouldn't stop her, she respected it.

She could push through a block. She showed it to us. We couldn't. She could actually make us hurt if we tried. She just gave us a taste. She admitted she learned it by accident when she and Tomas were having a little fight. They'd both blocked. She pushed through and he knew it and it pissed him off even more. He tried to push through her block and ended up screaming, dropping to the floor holding his head, and falling unconscious.

She was better at it now. Thankfully.

We have good control of our flying too but not Ruby good. The things Ruby can do! With Tomas. In flight! Sorry, but it is impressive as hell. Tomas can do it with us too, but he's doing way too much of the work. I'm willing to practice, practice, practice.

I might be going off-topic.

What I didn't know was that we could stop a bullet and do telekinesis at the level of tossing a fully grown man across the room.

But our argument was about whether we should tell the parents. I wanted to. Madison was concerned they'd limit what we could do. We have a lot of freedom now, particularly at DCU. We wanted to move too. It was a delicate time, I admit.

Oh Ruby did tell me her theory on how to increase our powers. It's cum. In us. Swallowing it, preferably. We weren't swallowing enough cum. It's why she is so powerful. It's why so many women are extremely powerful post pregnancy. Cum cravings are a thing. Ruby even thinks that sucking and swallowing a lot of cum while pregnant helps the baby or babies.

It is her theory on Bill and Jessica. I'd read the journal. I know how voracious Amy was with cum. Then again, Bill and Jessica are pretty, well, advanced, so I suspect their intake of cum exceeds mine.

I was going to work harder at it. Oh gosh, could I get enough guys to suck off? Then again, they can fuck me and kiss me the cum too.

I need cum. What a glorious obstacle to overcum. Do you see what I did there?

I was in the library with Madison while we were arguing. No one knew it, since we were doing it all in our head, but I needed a break.

"Alexa, deliver 5 cocks to wrestling room 2," I said.

"Your walk from this location to Room 2 is approximately 6 minutes," said Alexa. "I will arrange 5 nearby cocks to meet you as you arrive."

We all liked this Alexa skill. You can be quite specific.

"Alexa, deliver one girl, Hispanic, between 9 and 10 years old, with breast bumps, that enjoys girls as much as boys," said Madison. She does like the young girls.

"There are two available that meet your criteria," responded Alexa. "Should I send them both?"

"Yes!" we both shouted.

"Jinx," replied Alexa. "You may kiss each other because I have no physical presence yet."

Yet?

But I did kiss her. I did so by pushing her back onto the couch and climbing right on. I ground my pussy into hers and rubbed our nipples together and we kissed. And kissed.

Until we both rolled through an orgasm. Then we got up and headed out.

"I will notify your partners that you will likely be 4 minutes late," said Alexa.

Yeah, we cum pretty quick.

Did I mention we were visiting Dionysus Athens? Mom and Dad encouraged us. I think they kind of want to be closer to the royal family. Closer.

Take that in every way you could. Maybe they would move. We were staying in one of the dorm rooms. It wasn't that we wouldn't fuck in our room, but come on, 5 cocks and two cute girls, in the wrestling room. There is a well-known multiplier effect. When you bring five cocks and two little girls, there will always be more cock and more girls.

Ah this has nothing to do with the post, but come on, five cocks. Two cute girls.

And us. Two more cute girls.

We weren't in the wrestling room all that long. Come on, four girls use up five cocks pretty quickly. Madison did the cleanout of all the loads and kissed it to me, and I did the same for her. We're helpful sissies.

I think we have to be honest

It's the cultural foundation of Dionysus. We know that and we're part of the culture now. We're going to tell Mom and Dad. Oh, still Lianna. Our lives are weird. We're the newest Avengers and I can type that, and it is actually true. Us. Two girls from Chicago. Two sexy girls, but still. It does seem like things on the set are a little more casual now that Leslie owns the studio. But no open fucking on set.

Yet.

I'd do them all. Hell, you would too.

I am off-track. We're having lunch with Mom and Dad, at the restaurant in the lodge on Prometheus. I think we mostly do it because Mom loves the cable car, but the food is spectacular. We'd been having fun and hadn't even seen them in a couple days. It does make me laugh how it has changed our interaction with our parents. No, not that, well, yes, that, but still. We were wandering around Athens alone. Six months ago we couldn't walk to the bus stop alone in our neighborhood.

Then again, we were the pilots that flew us here.

Shit changed. Now, they knew some of what we can do, but not my flights over the lake or the whole grabbed a bullet out of midair. The linking was a little weird too. How do I introduce the topics? I dive right in. We'd just finished our appetizers and the main course hadn't quite arrived.

"We need to talk," I said. "Madison and I can do more things than you realize."

"We know, dear. That's why we're giving you so much more freedom now," said Mom. I shook my head.

"Powers. I mean our powers," I said, a little softly. We explained what we meant, and Mom and Dad just listened intently and didn't challenge us at all. When we were done, Mom looked at Dad and he nodded.

"OK, all the cards on the table here," said Mom. "I'm sure you expected us to be shocked, but we're not. You see you're the second generation of these powers. We think they're getting stronger."

Huh?

"The second generation?" asked Madison. Mom looked at Dad again and he nodded his head.

"OK," said Mom, taking a deep breath. "We've told you for years that your Dad's parents passed before they you were born. That wasn't true." What!

"We get to meet your parents?" I asked, to Dad, and he smiled.

"You already have. You call them Nana and Papa," he said, still smiling.

"That makes no sense. Nana and Papa are Mom's parents," said Madison. That doesn't make any sense...oh.

"You're brother and sister," I said. The smiled and nodded.

"And you've been sexually active since you were really little," said Madison. Mom and Dad vigorously shook their heads yes, laughing.

"This is huge," said Madison. "Our powers are strong. Ruby says that Lianna is the most powerful person she has ever met. More powerful than Leslie, which is pretty fucking powerful. Not more powerful than Ruby, but that's kind of understood."

"Breaking the sound barrier over Lake Michigan might have implied that," said Dad, with a sly smile. He does have a point.

Wait, what?

"You knew?" I said, clearly shocked.

Mom and Dad both laughed.

"Hmm. Mysterious objects breaking the sound barrier over Lake Michigan on nights you left pillows in your bed," said Mom. "Did you actually catch the bullet?"

"Yes," said Madison.

"They are getting strong," said Dad.

"We should teach them," said Mom, laughing.

"You can teach us more powers?" asked Madison.

"Probably not, but there are a lot of fun things to teach you about sex," said Mom. Ah. OK by us.

I'm not sure we've ever eaten a meal faster. Poor Dad. All used up so early in the day. Shoot, Mom will have to continue the teaching all by herself. Well, not quite true.

Dad brought spatulas.

Our first night together

Serena here with my soulmate, and brother, Cisco. We just checked into our hotel suite in Athens, compliments of Carlina. I admit, I still think it is insane that we walked up to the desk and gave them our names and they gave us keys. I'm freaking 9. Cisco is still only 14.

And yet we're in the penthouse suite of a luxury hotel in Athens. In Greece. Just two little Florida kids.

And we're going to fuck. A lot. Cisco set down our little shared suitcase and I pushed him right into the bedroom and on the bed. Then I did my best striptease. I might be small, and kind of flat, but I can make it sexy. I am finally naked, and Cisco hopped up and pointed at the bed.

And stripped for me. Damn. By the end, I was dripping, and his cock was oozing precum. What a nice start.

He crawled up the bed to me and stopped short of the big kiss I expected. Oh, wait, that's a big kiss too. Right on my clit. That was all it took. I just exploded and covered him with my squirt. He used it as the moment to slide up and in. Good God the boy is good at this. He wasn't gentle, but he wasn't pounding me. It is just right.

Goldilocks sex. Oh I'm telling Bob.

We were pretty focused and didn't realize someone walked into the room until they cleared their throat.

"My apologies, but the door to the hall was wide open and I heard noises," said the young man standing there.

"You could have just backed out and closed the door," I said.

"I suppose I should have," he said. "My apologies. Be well." With that, he started backing out.

"Did you at least close the door?" I asked. He nodded.

"Then why do you still have clothes on?" asked Cisco. A very fine question. He was stripping pretty fast. He's in a concierge uniform, but young.

"I'm part of the work-study program at DAU," he said. "My name is Alexio and I am 12." A well-endowed 12.

Cisco actually pulled out before cumming. I can't say I blame him. We have a new toy. We are so in sync. Sure it is our romantic time, but come on, a nice 6-inch (15 cm) thick uncut cock was delivered to our suite. You take advantage. We introduced ourselves too.

"You're in charge, Alexio, and we have virtually no boundaries," said Cisco. "What's your pleasure?"

"Well," he said. "I have not cum yet today, so a double-blow job would be nice. I'd like to cum on you both. I'd clean off you off first, Cisco, so you could fuck me while I clean off Serena. Then I'd like to fuck you both until I wear out."

"Sounds like a plan," I said. He smiled, I think a little surprised. We had him sit on the end of the bed and both got on our knees on a large bath towel. We put our best skills into it. We kept edging him, over and over, until we couldn't anymore. A guaranteed way for a big cum. And it was a really big cum. We both laid back on the bed. True to his word, he cleaned up Cisco first, kissing it to each of us. We rearranged a little and he was on his knees over me. Cisco prepped him and slid in. Alexio used the motions of Cisco just pounding him to lick and kiss. He'd back down and when Cisco pounded he'd lick a big stripe and quickly kiss it to me.

Cisco lasted and lasted, but finally pushed Alexio over and came all over him.

We cleaned him up and conveniently, he got quite hard. I slid down on him, facing him. I was gently bouncing because I knew what was coming next. Cisco bent me over Alexio and, after preparation, slid into my ass.

They lasted even longer this time and finally both filled me up. And then they teamed up to clean me out. Quite thoroughly. That's when we realized Carlina was in the room. Naked.

"That's enough fun. This is your night. Come on, Alexio. I'll use you up," said Carlina. "Gabe is with me."

Such a thoughtful friend, right?

What a night and about to be quite a day

It's just different with your soulmate. No, that's not quite right. It's different once you both realize you're soulmates. Something about waking up this morning, with the sun streaming in and a glorious view of Athens is just special.

It could have been a tent in Antarctica, and it would have been wonderful, because I woke up in Cisco's arms.

But we need to get going. We only have time to fuck three times. OK, we got up two hours early. Wouldn't you?

Carlina said to meet her at the marina and gave us an address. It's a reasonable walk, so we threw on clothes and headed out. We're still early, so we walked along sightseeing, holding hands. We overheard an older couple walk by. It was hilarious.

"So cute to see a brother and sister that get along," said the older woman.

"Yes, it is, but given the cum dripping down her leg, they're friendlier than most," said the older man. The woman spun around. I couldn't resist. I turned back to face her. I scooped up the drip onto my finger and sucked it off.

She grabbed her husband's hand and fast walked away. No, that look wasn't disgust. It was lust. He's gettin' him some.

Good for you, folks.

We didn't have breakfast, and need to keep our energy up, so we dropped into a little cafe called the Happy Blender. We walked up to the podium and the young woman looked at us and immediately welcomed us in Spanish. Being ornery, like we are, we just put confused looks on our faces. She tried English and we kept it up.

"We're sorry," said Cisco. "Do you not speak Greek? This is confusing. It is all we speak." In a pitch perfect Athens accent.

"I'm so sorry," she replied in Greek. "I made an assumption I shouldn't have. Let me show you to a table."

"That would be great," I replied, in Swahili. She gave me a smile and had taken a step before she spun back.

"I'm guessing you understood the Spanish and the English?" she said, in Mandarin.

"Flawlessly," I said, in Russian, which made her laugh.

"Do you go to DAU?" she said. "I've never seen you, which isn't impossible, but surprising. I would have noticed you both."

And we would have noticed her.

"No," I said. "Just visiting. Is this a family restaurant? Does your family own it?" She laughed.

"Yeah," she said. "It's been in our family for almost five generations. My mom and dad own it."

"I know it is the weekend, but any chance you could get the weekend off?" I asked. "We're headed over to Robertville. If so, you could come with us for the weekend. We're staying with Morgan and Sophia."

She just stared. For a long time.

"What's your name?" asked Cisco, to break her out of it.

"Anysia," she said, coming back from somewhere.

"Morgan or Sophia?" asked Cisco. Anysia moaned.

"Both," she said. "Although my dream is Prince Orlando and Princess Grace together."

"A good goal," said Cisco. "What do you say?"

She didn't even answer. She just ran off into the kitchen. She was in there for a minute or two and danced back to the table. Literally danced.

I pulled out a chair and she sat down.

"I need to pack. What do I bring? I am a little freaked out," she said.

"You're comfortable with the lifestyle?" I asked. "I should have asked that first."

"I already told you of my fantasies," she said, laughing.

"You'll meet a lot of people today," said Cisco. "Be polite. Be direct. Orlando and Grace. Who else?"

"Everyone," said Anysia. "Seriously. Can you have a crush on an entire population?"

"Yes," we both said, but Cisco got it out first. I took my hand and pulled myself onto his lap and I paid off.

Generously. We did have a quick breakfast, and Anysia joined us. It was truly wonderful.

"This is amazing," I said. "Is this your only restaurant?" Anysia laughed.

"Yes," she said. "It's doing well, very well, but not well enough to open a second one, although it is Dad's dream. My financial analysis shows a strong case, but no one will loan us the money."

"Can your parents come talk to us?" asked Cisco. Good job, bro. Or is it lover. Fiancé? What fits?

"Context," thought Cisco. "Sometimes I'll be your brother, other times I'll be your fiancé."

Fair enough.

Anysia came back with her dad in tow.

"Mom is running the kitchen, so she sent Dad out," said Anysia. We did the introductions and our association with the family must have been impactful because he was very engaged. He's Carsten. And sexy.

"Pitch us," said Cisco.

I loved it. Carsten waited out Anysia. She laughed.

She gave us such an impassioned pitch.

"So to conclude," said Anysia. "Once there is an initial ramp up, we believe we could sustain opening a new restaurant every six weeks. We'd start locally, but only have four restaurants here. If funding were available, we'd spread throughout the country and speed up the pace. Ultimately, once the name recognition reaches the right level, my thinking is that international expansion would be based on continuity. The risk of jumping to France or Italy is that you only get one chance. We'll grow through Albania, North Macedonia, and Serbia. We could move both Northwest, into Western Europe, and Northeast into Eastern Europe. Our constraint is investment."

I think that was one breath. What she doesn't know is that Morgan listened to the entire pitch, through me.

"I love her passion," thought Morgan. "Some risk, I suppose, but it would be fun for her and her family. Go for it. Your idea though."

Shit. Hey, I'll delegate it all to Anysia.

"Good move," thought Morgan, and then she left. Left my head. Weird.

"OK," I said.

"So what's the next step? Is there really a chance we could get funding for our second restaurant?" asked Anysia.

"Dear, I don't think that's what she means," said Carsten.

"What?" said Anysia. "Oh. Well it was fun to make the pitch."

"Wrong direction," said Carsten. "If I'm understanding correctly." We let Anysia stew for a bit.

"Are you aware of what happens when a pitch is approved?" asked Cisco.

"Sure," said Anysia, laughing. "The person doing the pitch is expected to run the whole thing."

We waited her out. She finally caught on and looked at her dad.

"Mom and I know how to run a restaurant," said Carsten. "You know how to run a restaurant dynasty."

Anysia looked back to us. We both just smiled.

Oh. That was a big one. I think she's pretty psyched.

"Now go," said Carsten. "Maybe you'll fulfill your fantasy with Grace and Orlando." Anysia's look was classic. Carsten laughed.

"Whenever you hear either name, you unconsciously rub yourself," said Carsten. Oh, we know where he means. You know where he means.

"Grace and Orlando," said Cisco. She just stared at him, but her hand dropped right to her lap.

Just a few quick strokes. We got up and paid the check and each took one of Anysia's hands. We walked down to the marina and used our watches to unlock the gate. It is a pretty impressive marina with a wide array of boats that the rest of the world would call yachts.

"One of these is yours?" asked Anysia, in awe.

"No," said Cisco. "They're all pool boats. Anyone associated with the kingdom can just borrow one."

"Well isn't it handy that I am now associated with the kingdom," said Anysia, laughing.

"Yes, it is," I said, to the look. There is always a look. Then she laughed.

"Nice one," said Anysia. "A little cruel, given how much I love the water, but funny in a twisted way."

You know the response in this situation if you've read the journal this far. We wait. She's stubborn and crossed her arms and looked at us.

Finally I gave in.

"Does your family have a boat?" I asked. Anysia raised just her right eyebrow and responded.

"Just a little runabout. It's actually at the next marina over," she said.

"Are you good with it?" asked Cisco.

"Do you want the official answer that I am too young to drive it or the real answer which is I've been driving it since I was 5? We cruise past this marina all the time. This is a huge collection of our dream boats."

Have you seen the kiosks that sell electronics? Best Buy in the US does it. It's like a vending machine for tech. Work with me here. The tangent makes sense. We walked into the office and off of to the side was just such a vending machine, except it is loaded with our tech. I walked over and hit the numbers to drop a phone and a watch. It read my earrings to ensure it is OK.

It is.

Cisco had them unboxed in a jiffy and had her put on the watch. I am confident that he had already programmed it and gotten permission to do what I thought should happen.

Make her part of the inner circle. Cisco gave her a little run through of the inner circle app.

"A lot of effort for a joke," said Anysia. We waited. Oh how we waited.

"Oh come on," she said, but her nipples popped. That's always a good sign.

"Top 5," I said. Usually they take a moment to figure it out, but not Anysia.

"Grace, Amy, Leslie, Ruby, Carlina," said Anysia.

Cisco and I both laughed.

"You've clearly read the entire journal and are making an educated bet that they'll bring their partners," said Cisco. Anysia just beamed at us.

"You can handle all sixteen?" asked Cisco.

"Sixteen?" said Anysia. Then she got it. Two quads and two trios. Technically an assumption on Bob, Amy, and Pari, but come on. Anysia stood up straight and kind of thrust her breasts out there. She's in a loose polo, but it is tucked in and now we clearly understood she has B cup breasts with simply enormous puffy nipples. We were both mesmerized.

Anysia laughed.

"It's the nipples, isn't it?" said Anysia. "For you I have no boundaries. All of you. Everyone."

So Cisco pulled off her shirt and we both latched onto a nipple. After not too long, she spoke.

"Stop," she said. Oh we stopped. She held up a finger and shimmied out of her shorts. She carefully folded her shorts and shirt and put them on a bench and came back. She just pointed at her nipples.

Oh we latched on. When I reached down to slip in a finger, I banged into Cisco's hand, who had the same idea. So we each slid a finger in.

The purpose of taking off the shorts is now clear. Anysia is a serious squirter.

Yay!

Did I mention that we did this on the dock? We hadn't picked a boat yet. There's a puddle on the dock now. It is pretty common.

"So which one do you want to take?" asked Cisco, waving his arms at the boats.

"Seriously?" said Anysia. "One, you expect me to pilot one of these, and two, how in the world would I choose. You have an Azimut 60 Flybridge, which is gorgeous. Sticking with Azimut, I see what I believe is the new Grande S10, which is another 9 or 10 meters longer."

"Actually," said Cisco. "It's bigger than you think. It is 38 meters. It is the new Trideck."

"You have a Trideck. It isn't supposed to launch for 2 years," said Anysia.

"We're able to turn out designs a little faster now," said Cisco.

"The Kingdom owns Azimat," said Anysia.

We shrugged. What could we do?

"You also have what appear to be the Hatteras 105RPH and the M60. Just a baby boat at 18 meters," said Anysia, in a tone that made it clear she was being sarcastic.

"Let's not forget the bigger boats," said Anysia. "An Amels, a Perini Navi sailing yacht, no wait, two of them. I see what looks to be a 70 meter Benetti and a 45 meter or so Feadship."

"Hold up, is that a new version of the Flying Fox? A Lurssen?" asked Anysia. "Well, given the space plane on the deck, I'd guess that's yours too."

We just waited her out. The excesses take a little getting used to. Heck, I haven't been in the world long and I still think this is all insane. Seriously insane. She rattled off the names of yachts to which rich people aspire. To have one. Or share one. The largest has an S-88 on the deck. Which we can both fly.

We can go to marinas all over the world and just hop on a yacht. All because Cisco went to Ruby's birthday party. Seriously, that's our connection.

Thank God he went.

"Ruby told me later that it was the first time she just knew something. She knew exactly who she needed to invite," said Cisco. "She and Gabe worked on the list together. I didn't really even know either one of them. Pass in the hall and say hi, sure, but an actual conversation, never. Maxx and I wondered all day why we'd been invited but everyone treated us like an old friend. She says they are still pretty close to everyone from the party. They're all considered originals."

"I never knew that," I said. Because I didn't. I didn't even go to the party!

"No," said Cisco. "But Ruby knew exactly who you were and are. I don't know how. She doesn't know how."

This place is weird sometimes. Most of the time. All of the time.

I am in Greece trying to help a new friend pick a yacht to take to the island country of Dionysus. With my 14-year-old older brother slash fiancé. I think we can safely say it is weird to a high degree.

"If you truly don't have a choice, I'd suggest the Benetti. Morgan mentioned it has new toys inside," said Cisco. Anysia just raised her eyebrows and Cisco laughed.

"Yeah, probably those toys too," said Cisco. "But in this case there are fun boats in the garage." To be honest, I am 100% confident there is a wide selection of sex toys on board. Guaranteed.

"OK," said Anysia. "We're going to grab a 70-meter yacht and take it to Dionysus because it has smaller boats, plural, inside."

"There is a ton of room left when you take out the engine compartment," I said. I know this shit. "The two motors are about the size of a toaster. A two-slice toaster. That includes the power source. They're actually installed under the boat and are integrated with the pods."

"You're that far along with ion-power," said Anysia. I admit we both laughed.

"You have no idea," said Cisco. "Let's go." We ran down the dock and onto the ship, er yacht, er boat. Still don't get the boat thing. We took the stairs up to the top deck. Anysia just stood there.

"What are you waiting for?" I asked. Anysia laughed.

"Like I could pilot this," said Anysia.

"Ask her to take you to Morgan's house in Robertville," said Cisco. "Alexa." He woke her up with her name.

"Take us to Morgan's house," said Anysia. She left off a little.

"Morgan owns several homes that can accommodate this boat," said Alexa. "The nearest is in Robertville. Others will require a longer sail up to 40 minutes."

"Robertville please," I said.

"Morgan has other homes within a forty-minute sail?" asked Anysia.

"That was the farthest one," said Cisco. "Alexa, which of Morgan's homes is the farthest away by time."

"That would be Sydney," said Alexa. "With a sailing time of 39 minutes."

"Sydney what," said Anysia. "I don't know of a Sydney near Greece."

"Australia," said Cisco. "Sydney, Australia."

"Sydney in 40 minutes. On a boat," said Anysia. We shrugged again. What can you do? The ship had undocked, and we were already a few miles out. I know the route now and we're outside of the shipping lanes and in a quiet area.

"Alexa, slow to hover and open the garage," said Cisco.

Cisco led the way down the stairs and into the garage. The entire side of the boat is open, and water has flooded in and lifted the boats. Plural. Even I don't know what they are, but I am guessing Cisco does. That thought got me quite a smile. Right to the edge.

Well done, buddy.

The he pushed me over. Damn, my dress is ruined.

Guess I don't need it anymore anyway.

Literally. I pulled my dress over my head, to a gasp from Anysia.

And Cisco. I always appreciate that. Anysia beat Cisco to naked.

That bodes well.

And is made even better by the fact that she is stunningly beautiful.

"Cisco is a great fuck," I said. "If there is an interest, you should experiment with him."

"You're offering your brother to me for sex," said Anysia. Yeah, we both yelled it. I let Cisco win the jinx.

Either way, I was spraying the deck.

He came in for the kiss and it was spectacular. The two fingers in me didn't hurt either. Yeah, the deck is awash now.

"Wow," said Anysia. "The stories are true."

Yeah, we both laughed.

"We're not just brother and sister," said Cisco. "We're also engaged."

Anysia's moan was loud and long. We ended up with the three of us in the bedroom of a Searay Sundancer 265, while it floated in the garage of the big boat.

Freaking spectacular.

I'm going to put down the pen. I'll come back to the story, but right now, I need a short nap.

Email me. Comments, ideas, and suggestions welcome

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