The Call - Chapter 142 - The Aria reopens (2021-05-03)
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So much to do

Berry here, with Jilli and Eleanor. We've had a great time in Vegas, baby. Well, we have. You see, we decided to take the entire Aria hotel out of service to refresh it. It was painful, since people had reservations, but we offered alternatives in the MGM family and upgraded everyone we moved. The rooms were all refreshed. They were actually pretty nice, but we improved the technology and the general experience. Better beds, sheets, and towels.

You get the idea.

Now, the casino was an entire tear out. It was better than the MGM, but too garish. This was going to be our upper-end hotel, targeted at a different clientele.

You see, we were reopening tomorrow as the Aria Gamma resort.

Yes, we were. Some of it is the little things. We had designed a special chair for the slot machines in our casinos. You see, more often than not, people playing the slot machines were naked. That poses some health issues. We designed a chair where there was a fresh protective cover. If you left, or even stood, it refreshed the seat. All automatic. You could not even feel it. The surface was a nanotech invented by one of Lawrence's students. I don't think we mentioned the STEM academy on Vino. It was the go-to school for tech heads and was extremely competitive to be accepted.

Lawrence is in charge. Non-traditional, but, well, that's us!

As I think was mentioned, the Gamma resort was in the former conference center. If you'd ever been to a conference here, it doesn't look like that anymore. This Gamma was a little more theme oriented too. There were lots of playrooms, with the wrestling room floor, but each one has an incredible theme.

The largest was the dungeon.

Nan helped us design it. Did you know that there is a specialty dungeon design firm based in San Francisco? We hired them, of course, to help with the design. Nan jumped right in and helped.

Which completely freaked out the design team. I think it was that she wore her crotchless leather panties to the first meeting. Only her crotchless leather panties.

Carrying her whip. She felt it was important to set the tone. I'll pass the pen because that whole experience was hilarious.

The design team flew in, or more accurately, we went and got them. Commercial flights, blah. They preferred to be called Master and Mistress.


Setting the tone

Nan here. You see, Jackson had them as a maybe. On the cusp of known people but not enough information. It was less of a gamble these days. Eleanor had picked them up and explained that she had brought in an advisor to help with the dungeon design. I was just outside the door and heard her build me up. Favorite of the kingdom, well respected, skilled.

Then I walked into the room. Shock value. Just the leather panties and whip. Actually, it isn't even a whip. It's a crop. When they saw me, they both ran over with huge smiles. Mistress got down onto her knees. She grabbed my hips and spun me the hell around. She was checking out everything.

"These are the Wicked Temptation Leather & Chain Crotchless," she said. "You not only got them in what looks to be a 4T size, you have the optional rear entry hole. Oh! That's the Extreme Restraints Strict Leather Split crop. An inspired choice. Perfectly weighted for you. But wait." She said. She politely held out her hand for the crop and I handed it to her.

"Wow," she said. "You've customized it with rhinestones. Sharp rhinestones," she said, looking up at me. Her eyes got huge. "The harder you hit, the more it hurts you, too." I smiled. She smiled.

"Not rhinestones," I said. "I'm Nan. I'll be working with you."

"May I pick you up and hug you?" she asked, quite politely. Well she did say please. She picked me up and carried me over to Master and Eleanor and just started the conversation. We walked the room and discussed my thoughts while she freaking carried me around.

I kind of liked it. Suddenly she stopped.

"Oh God," she said. "I didn't connect, and you didn't come out and say it. This is going to be a Gamma resort. Our kids would freaking love it."

"Mary Jane!," shouted Master. "You can't talk about that." Eleanor and I both broke out laughing.

"Oh can it, CJ," said Mary Jane. "This is Dionysus property, isn't it?" She said it looking at me, who she was still holding. If only. She was holding me by my ass, but nothing inappropriate. I freaking need to be nine. No exceptions for that. Damn.

"Yes," said Eleanor. "How old are your kids?"

"Ajax is our 12-year-old son. Breeze is our 10-year-old daughter. Zephyr is our 7-year-old daughter," said Mary Jane. I just couldn't call her Mistress anymore.

"Have they been tested for our schools?" I asked.

"Yes, but we're on the waiting list. The waiting list is huge in San Francisco," said CJ. "They're opening campuses fast but haven't made it to us yet."

"Would you consider moving, at least temporarily, for this project?" asked Eleanor. "We could guarantee them a spot in our new Las Vegas school. Then when you return to San Francisco, you're guaranteed a spot for them."

"Who do we have to fuck for that?" said Mary Jane. "Just kidding, we'd fuck you all! How old are you Nan?"

"6," I said.

"Too bad," said CJ, Mary Jane, and Eleanor. Eleanor got jinx out first. Which is how I sort of got buried between Eleanor and Mary Jane's breasts while they made out. I could breathe and it was soft and comfortable, so I didn't mind. I might have cheated, just a little.

Then we watched CJ and Mary Jane. Damn that was passionate.

"Listen," I said. "We seem to be on the same page and would like to hire you. We're planning more than one Gamma in the area, so I'd suggest if your current projects can manage it, that we hire you full-time. We would like to add dungeons at all our resorts. I'll let Eleanor work out the financials with you, but given the unique role in our organization, I can commit that the job would come with a Gamma membership."

Which is how I ended up bouncing up and down as CJ and Mary Jane danced around. Hey, she hugged me against those gorgeous D cups during the entire dance. I sure wasn't complaining. Did I mention that they were wearing shorts and t-shirts?

You expected dungeon clothes, didn't you? We had asked them to be shorts informal. I had to laugh that CJ is wearing a Ron's Surf Shop T-shirt.

I pointed at it.

"Sucking up to King Bob?" I asked. They both laughed.

"Not entirely," said Mary Jane. "It is his favorite damn shirt. Although Breeze was conceived on that trip, so I guess I'm good with it."

"We can get you a newer one," said Eleanor. "Bob bought the entire chain." Of course he did.

"So," I said. "You go work out the deal and I'll go get your kids. They can tour with us and spend the weekend in the family quarters with us all. You too, of course." That just got stares.

"What do you mean you'll go get them?" said CJ. I laughed.

"Yeah, me," I said. "You've been to our schools. Not that unusual. I'll be right back." I ran off and came back in in cheer shorts and a cami. For some reason Mary Jane who had spent the last hour carrying me around and hadn't recognized me suddenly did.

"I guess you are capable of getting them, aren't you?" said Mary Jane.

"What?" asked CJ. "She's a little kid." I don't think it helped that Eleanor and Mary Jane both laughed.

"How many planets have you been to?" asked Mary Jane.

"811," I said. "Counting Earth. Tegan has been to 812." Damn. Check your tone, Nan. And go to that damn planet.

The light bulb went on.

"You're Nan," said CJ with a surprising amount of reverence.

"Yes, but my colleague Tegan is 9 years old," I said. "She's here this weekend too. A lot of people are. The hotel isn't open, so we took over all the suites."

"You have room for us," said Mary Jane. We all laughed again.

"An entire hotel," I said. "And we'll give you a suite, but I'd bet you a thousand that none of you will sleep a night in it. Too many fun people to fuck."

"I think I want this job more than any job in my life," said Mary Jane, to laughter and, I admit, a few moans. They shared where I could pick up their kids and made the arrangements with their after school program that I could. Sort of.

I had to take someone that was at least 18 with me. Good grief. I sent a quick text.

"OK, tell them Sophia will be picking them up," I said.

Mary Jane sent the school a text and then her eyes got wide.

"The Sophia? Princess Sophia?" asked Mary Jane. Perfect timing because Sophia walked up. Wearing a romper. That would have barely fit me. And appeared to be crotchless.

"Is your romper supposed to be crotchless?" I asked. She looked down and pulled on it, flashing us all with a very nice pussy shot.

"Damn, no," she said. "I think it got torn when someone fucked me this morning."

"Someone?" asked CJ.

"Bob, Orlando, Luca, Gabe, Tavi, Horacio, Jameis," said Sophia. "Probably Jameis. He was last and his cock is huge. Nice, but huge." With that, she dropped the romper.

"I'll pick something up in San Francisco," she said. "You ready to go?"

None of us could speak. We were all standing there staring at Sophia. Naked Sophia. CJ was tenting out his shorts and Mary Jane's nipples were hard as a rock. Then again, so were Eleanor's. They are still best friends.

"We have a few minutes," said Sophia. "Any reason you all still have clothes on?"

So we didn't. I couldn't play, but I could watch and play with myself. We were standing on a padded floor, so suddenly they were going at it.

It was fun to watch. Luckily for me, Cassie and Luke wandered in, saw what was going on and stripped.

I ended up kneeling over Cassie while Luke just pounded me. That stopped all the action, and everyone watched. We were worth watching. Mary Jane kept a running list of things she wanted to try. We put on quite a clinic.

Then Sophia and I went to pick up their kids. Naked. We'd get dressed there. Maybe.


Not sure what is going on

I'm not completely sure what is going on, but they were attractive, I was still horny, and I miss Eleanor. That's an explosive combo. Sophia here, of course.

Oh fuck it. I was still horny could have been the end of that sentence. I laughed right before we left, because Nan made a point of asking Mary Jane and CJ for permission for us to both fuck their children. No clue about the children, but still horny, so a good question. We headed up to the roof to grab a plane. We were sharing this week. We all got on the elevator. Eleanor was taking them to their suite. The doors opened and Bob and Amy got on. I was still naked. They had clothes on, which surprised me, but we still had people working in the building. Well, if they got on, they got a nice naked view of me.

Amy walked on and immediately pushed me against the back wall and started kissing me and let her hands roam. They all rode to the roof, watching, and right before we got there, I came. Hard. As in squirted on the floor and on Amy.

Sorry.

They laughed and Bob hit a new button in the elevator called Cleanup required. That locked the elevator into the basement until it could be cleaned. It was going to happen a lot. A. Lot. It was self-cleaning too.

They all watched us take off. We grabbed one of the S-88 models. They're small and a ball to fly. A nice size for space sex too. OK, all our planes are a nice size for space sex. The C-80 is particularly nice, mostly because the quantity of sex involved.

We landed on the house in San Francisco just so we could get dressed. We lost a few minutes because Brittney and her two brothers Evan and Ricky were there. I think my climbing off the plane naked might have sent an unintentional message, but I refer you back to I'm still horny. Nan was too, so we let Evan and Ricky fuck us. OK, only Ricky could fuck Nan.

I got fucked twice. Each. Oh, we didn't leave Brittney unsatisfied either. Sorry Nan, you have to be satisfied by a third from Ricky.

We were really tight at that point, so Nan and I went to a summer camp program going squish, squish. I suspect we smell like sex too. Oh well. We landed at the back of their parking lot, but in full view of the playground. Everyone was at the fence watching. The S-88 looks more like a space fighter than even our small space fighter. It is a wicked beast. Sexy as hell, too.

We walked over to the gate and shared that we were here to pick up Ajax, Breeze, and Zephyr. I think they became the king and queens of the program, but they didn't know they were moving yet.

Shit, they're adorable and the perfect ages to fuck with us both. Separately, but us both. Oh wait, Zephyr is only for Nan. Darn. Payback is a bitch.

Ajax is tall for 12, at about 5'4". He is thin but has good definition in his arms and legs. He's in shorts and a T-shirt, so I can't see everything, yet. Breeze is tall for 10 too, and almost as tall as her brother. I'd guess about 5'3". She has a very similar body shape, except for the nipple bumps pushing out her too tight tank top. Impressive nipples too. Easily the size of a half dollar. Big.

I would suck on those.

Zephyr fits the word adorable perfectly. I am disappointed that I can't touch her, but Nan can and so can her siblings. I can watch, right?

Nan took us up and had two things going on before we landed. First, we fucked. Come on. Expected. Space fucks.

We might have used up Ajax for the day. He started with Breeze, then it was my turn, and that boy is seriously skilled. Then Zephyr.

For his final show, he made love to Nan. Slow. Sensual. Orgasmic. Repeatedly.

Then he filled her up. For some reason, Nan hadn't allowed cleanup, so all of us girls were squish, squish.

Nan turned on the gravity and handed us each clothes. Of sorts.

I'll start with Ajax and his leather chaps.

That's it. Assless chaps. Ah, Nan handed him a studded collar and studded arm bands. Now she is putting on a leather cock ring.

And attaching a leash.

Well that set the tone. Breeze is in a crotchless leather one-piece, with nipple cut outs. Think a tight, high-cut one-piece Speedo for women, but in leather, with crotch, ass, and nipple openings.

Her nipple bumps are squeezed into the nipple openings.

Oh god. Faux leather, of course.

Zephyr and Nan are dressed the same, except Zephyr is in white and Nan is in black. All silk, what little there was. Crotchless silk panties.

Yeah, that was all.

Then there was me. Crotchless and assless leather panties. Then she inserted a butt plug and attached a leash.

Zephyr took my leash. Nan took Ajax's. The three youngest formed a line with Breeze in the middle, with those nipples thrust out. Her left hand was holding Zephyr's right and Breeze's right hand was holding Nan's left. Their opposite hands held the leash.

We got onto the elevator from the roof and Nan pressed the button for the lobby.

She wouldn't.

She would. The doors opened and they led us out. I fanned out to the left and Ajax did to the right. God he was hard. The walked all around the lobby, through the casino construction, and up and into the Gamma resort. There were hundreds of workers, who saw these young girls leading us through.

Then we ended up in a dungeon.

CJ and Mary Jane were there and they both gasped. We'd come up the escalator from the lobby.

"Damn," said CJ. Eleanor and Berry came around the corner just as we got back into our positions. They couldn't stop laughing and came and jumped on us.

An orgy ensued. The group I mentioned and one young Hispanic guy. We didn't meet him until after. He walked in unexpectedly, wearing work pants, a hardhat and even one of those reflective vests. We were all going at it in the middle of the room. He walked over and watched for a bit. Then he started undressing, slowly, making sure we were all aware that he was. He was playing it well. We had plenty of time to stop him.

We didn't stop him.

He was tall, ripped, and hard, with a nice thin 6-inch (15 cm) cock. Uncut. Simply beautiful. He walked over to Nan, who immediately laid on her back and threw her legs in the air.

Say what? I walked over and Nan held up her hand.

"He's 17," she panted. He was pounding her pretty hard at this point.

What a perfect age.

Let's just say the room was well christened.

As it turned out, the young guy is Spence. Spence got invited to the Royal Suite for playtime. He's young. He'll recover. Oh, he didn't stop with Nan. No way. Zephyr and Breeze got their turns.

So did Ajax.

He finished with me. Squish, squish.


Let's do the tour

Berry, Eleanor, Jilli, and I were going to do the final walkthrough. That's actually our jobs. It's not all just fucking and sucking. Well, a lot of it is fucking and sucking. I got my turns today, too.

Sorry, Luca here. Newcomers and old friends is a nice mix. I'm young too. I will recover by dinner. Our new friends, including Spence, were going to be a little startled, given that Grandma and Grandpa were coming. And cumming.

Yeah, Amy and Bob. She freaking hates it when I call her that. She says if I do, she has to punish me.

Grandma, grandma, grandma.

Well, we do have the new dungeon. There's a small one in the Royal Suite too. We're fun people.

As tempting as it was to do the walkthrough naked, we put on clothes. We have a little bit of an image to maintain. Given that once the resort was reopened, we'd be wandering around naked pretty much all the time, it was a weird feeling to be dressed. The project manager led us through and pointed out areas that still needed a little finish and areas that they had changed from the original design. Our project managers have complete authority to make changes that they see fit. For example, Bria felt like the dungeon was too small. That's why it is the biggest room.

I invited Bria to our little party. Now, you might see a correlation between her building a larger dungeon and getting invited, but she is the project manager, so she should be invited.

And there was the dungeon thing.

I guess I should describe Bria. That's what we do. Bria is 3'10", thin, Hispanic, and has just nipples. She's little and particularly little for her age. Bria is 9. Now, you would think that we chose Bria because she is 9, but she was only 8 when she started the project. Did I mention today is her birthday?

Of course we invited her entire family. We even offered to move the party to not interfere with her birthday.

"You're not fucking moving anything," growled Bria. "I'm getting fucked and fucked tonight. Starting with my brother Niles, then Dad, then you, then King Bob."

"OK," I replied.

"OK? I was kidding. You and the king?" she said, clearly with trepidation. We all stopped, and Berry jumped in.

"Honey, you need to get used to this. Just walk up and ask. Don't be intimidated. Worst case they politely decline, but if you're nice and polite, pretty much everyone will say yes. Bob. Amy. Orlando. All of them. Every. single. one. Just don't call a gangbang on your birthday," said Berry.

"Why not?" said Bria.

"You need to work your way up to that. I'd set a reasonable limit. Say 20," said Berry. Bria's eyebrows shot up.

"So a gangbang is out, but getting fucked by 20 different people is OK," said Bria. "How many would be in a gangbang?"

"Well, that depends, but a sexy 9-year-old on her birthday would draw quite a crowd," said Berry. "That said, you've read the journal. Pick a few that interest you and I'll make sure they're here."

"You can do that?" she asked.

"Your birthday? Oh yeah," said Berry. Then she moaned. Then we all moaned.

"OK," said Bria. "Still getting used to this. Berry, at the moment I am going squish squish. Would you clean me out?"

Maybe going into a room would have been a better choice, given we were in a public hall, but sometimes ya gotta do what ya gotta do. Berry lowered Bria to the carpet. It's nice carpet. Berry flipped up Bria's skirt and Bria lifted her cute little butt so Berry could get her panties off. Eleanor seemed to get into it because she dropped to her knees and unzipped my pants. That's how I got to watch Berry suck out the cum and kiss it passionately to Bria, while Eleanor sucked my cock.

Did I mention we were just off the lobby at the time? As in, people everywhere? Bria went off, hard, which somehow set off Berry. Eleanor pulled off my cock quickly.

"Sorry, but you'll need that tonight," said Eleanor.

Painful, but she has a point.

I laughed when Bria and Berry got up. Berry leaned over and picked up Bria's panties. She didn't hand them to Bria.

She handed them to me. I didn't even think. I put them to my face and inhaled deeply and then put them in my pocket.

Our entire group moaned.

Bria's dress might be just a touch too short for commando. None of us minded.

"This is so freeing," said Bria. "I may never wear panties again."

Which led to Eleanor and Berry flipping up their dresses to show us their very nice pussies.

Just as a construction worker walked by pushing a tool laden cart.

Right into a pillar. Somehow he ended up on the floor. We all ran over to make sure he was alright. He woke up to the four of us standing right over him.

Three of which were wearing dresses and commando. Boy did he get hard. He couldn't take his eyes off Berry. I get it. We all get it.

Berry being Berry sat across his legs.

"May I?" she asked, pointing right at his crotch. I think he had lost the ability to speak because he just nodded. She unzipped his jeans and pulled them apart. How handy. He was commando too. And huge. Freaking huge. A 10-inch (25.5 cm) thick cock.

At least. Uncut too.

Berry confirmed again. I thought she'd blow him or give him a hand job.

Nope. Lifted up and sat right down on his cock. All the way down. Bria actually stood over him, with a foot on each side of his face. You can imagine his view.

"May I?" she said. He enthusiastically nodded and she spread her skirt and sat right down. Facing Berry.

We all got quite a show. Berry finally started just bouncing and she and Bria went off, followed quickly by the young man. Berry lifted up and he slipped out. She and Bria licked and licked and got him squeaky clean. Hard again, but Bria tucked him back in and zipped him up. I offered him a hand and he stood up.

"Thank you," he said, so politely. Bria and Berry introduced themselves to him.

"My name is Brogan. I'm here as part of the work/study program at your school," he said. All of our eyes lit up.

"How old are you?" asked Bria.

"I'm 14," said Brogan.

Berry and Bria looked at each other.

"Nan!" they both shouted. Yes, they made out pretty passionately, just as a couple other young construction guys walked by.

The second one walked into the same pole. He seemed alright though, but Bria sent Brogan and the new guy to the clinic. Of course we have a clinic. It's open to the public too.

I saw Bria whisper something in Brogan's ear. I don't know what, but she ended it with a kiss, and he left hard.

"I described Nan to him and invited him tonight," said Bria. Yeah, we all moaned again. I'd love his cock in my ass.

We finished the tour and, as expected, it was perfect. Bria is perfect. In so many ways.


Opening night

Bria here. Tonight is opening night and I'm a bit panicked. Not about the hotel and resort. They were perfect. My team does amazing work, and they deserve all the credit. We were opening at 1700 and open to two groups of people. The first were current Gamma members. We'd had a lottery for invites and issued over a thousand invites. It was still going to be almost empty. It could handle tens of thousands, but we wanted an intimate party.

With just a thousand. That's not fair, because we had another thousand locals that had already paid their deposit and been accepted as new members. As you can imagine, Las Vegas has a good size group of people that can afford it. We also setup a new program that we're rolling out to other resorts. Ten percent of the memberships are pro bono. Maybe that's not the right term, but I am from Georgia, and English is new to me. Not the state. The country. Right outside Tibilisi.

I can't even quite explain how I ended up as the project manager in Las Vegas, but I'm freaking loving it.

So back to my panic. We had protestors. A large vocal group of protestors. Several hundred of them and they all brought their kids. We expected more, but it hadn't gotten quite as big as we expected. We anticipated it, so we had food carts, bathrooms, and entertainment setup outside. We turned it into a party and had big slides, and bounce houses, and games. Everything was free and it was open to the public. A lot of people brought their kids, so the total number of people was in the thousands. The protestors were not a big group in comparison, but this was something we would deal with directly.

As in Berry and I were going out to meet with them.

We went out and found the protestors. They were a little bit surrounded by people having a great time. I'd say there were about seventy adults and over a hundred kids. The kids looked envious of everyone else that was having fun.

"May I please ask if someone is in charge? A leader?" said Bria. I know I sound a little stilted, but English is truly a stupid language. A woman stepped up with her husband and two kids. I'd guess the parents in their late thirties or early forties. The boy was early double-digits. 10 or 11. The girl was not far behind. 9 or maybe 10.

"I am," said the mom. The dad just looked confused. A bit unhappy.

Whipped. Yeah, I know that one.

"My name is Bria," I said, sticking out my hand. She reluctantly took it, looking down on me. I'm smaller than both of her kids, so down. She got a nice little down blouse and tried to cover her intake of breath but didn't quite succeed.

"Amber," she said, through her teeth.

My curiosity got the better of me and I turned to her husband and did the same move. His smile was huge and given I'm basically at his cock height, I saw it twitch, and then get hard. Nice and hard.

His daughter noticed and got a smirk on her face and elbowed her brother, who got almost the same smirk.

The three of them play. It's not hard to see. As clear as the cock in front of my face.

"I'm Roy," he said, giving me a proper firm handshake. "These are our kids. Kelton is 11 and Saige is 10." They both shook my hand, looking me in the eye, and a nice firm handshake.

Then Saige smiled at me and winked.

Well now.

"I'm the project manager on this project and this lovely young woman with me is Berry. Berry is my boss," I said. "But she is a lot higher in the food chain." I added a little laugh. Laughter never hurts. Berry just nodded and let me lead.

"We would like to invite your entire group on a tour of the entire facility," I said. "In addition, we'd be happy to provide $500 in chips to everyone in your group of legal age to gamble. I should mention that anyone age 4 and up can gamble. You're free to use the chips in the hotel, or cash them in and take the cash."

"Age 4?" said Kelton, smiling.

"Well, it was five, but the younger royals convinced us," I said. Yeah, I'm pretty sure some favors were involved, but we're all about the favors. By the time I made the offer, their entire group had crowded around. I turned to the wider group.

"That applies to all of you in the protestor group," I said. I saw some people try to move into the group and they slid back. Literally slid back. I turned to Berry, and she just smiled.

"You're giving our family $2,000," said Amber. "No strings attached."

"We're giving you $500 each," said Berry. "That's an important distinction. Your kids are of age in our world. It will be their money."

"Cool," said Saige and Kelton together. Saige looked at me and mouthed "jinx". That was interesting.

"We would ask two things," said Belen. "One, we would want you to do the entire tour. It is about 20 minutes long and all of you would need to attend. If you don't bring your kids in, you can't come and don't get the money."

"That's only one," said Roy.

"The other is that all the rules of Dionysus apply on the tour, including, no especially, the ages of consent. You agree that your children can make decisions for themselves on the property and you will not punish them in any way for those decisions," I added. Amber looks shocked. Roy looks excited. Roy's cock looks even more excited. So does Kelton's.

"You're going to just take us through the public areas," said one of the other parents.

"Oh no," I said. "Just the opposite. We'll do a quick run through of the casino and restaurants, then straight into the play areas of the resort. They're organized in a number of themes. My favorite is the dungeon."

At least a dozen kids moaned. A few adults too, which got them pretty nasty looks from their spouse.

One of them was Roy. Given I was positioned to give him a continuous down blouse didn't help.

"Why would I possibly allow that?" said Amber. "That's against everything I believe in."

"Maybe," said Berry. "So what about if it is $25,000 per person?" Wow, that's a lot. Berry just smiled at me.

"No amount of money would change my mind," said Amber.

"Well it would me," said another mother. "We have five kids. That's $175,000. That would pay off our house."

"You and your husband only get $50,000," said Belen. "The rest would belong to the kids."

"My kids, my money," said the mom.

"Then don't go in," said Berry. "We ensure the money belongs to the kids."

In the end, 71 people were going in. They may not like sex, but they must do it a lot, because of the 71, 49 were kids. There were eleven families with 49 kids.

The only family still not going in was Amber's. Roy was clearly pissed.

"That's a lot of money for us," said Roy. "I've been out of work forever. We can't say no."

"I agree, Mom," said Saige. "Kelton and I will give you our money. We know how hard it is." Kelton nodded. Damn.

"What do you do for a living, Roy?" I asked.

"I'm a specialty carpenter," said Roy. "Not a lot of call for high-end carpenters right now, except for you."

"Was there a reason we didn't hire you?" I asked. He freaking glared at Amber.

"I didn't apply," said Roy, through clenched teeth.

"Never," said Amber, digging her heels.

"OK," said Berry. "Your call." She turned to the group.

"For being at least a little open-minded," said Berry. "I'll add to the reward, but it might be a stretch for some of you. Any of the kids that go on the tour can be tested for our new schools. I'll personally ensure a spot for any student that tests appropriately."

That fucked with a lot of people's heads.

"Does the entire family have to go?" asked Roy. I think Amber is close to exploding. The kids are both smiling.

"No," said Berry. "I'll agree to one parent." She smiled at Amber. Twist that knife Berry.

"But you have to agree that if the kids tests scores are high enough, they get to go to our school," said Berry. Oh boy.

"Done," said Roy. "This is idiotic. I passed up the job of a lifetime and our kids are losing out on their entire future, all because Amber doesn't know how to suppress her feelings."

"Mom wants us and doesn't know what to do about it," said Saige.

"Dad wants us and can't wait," said Kelton. "It confuses them both."

Just then, two more people walked up.

"You go on the tour," said Amy. "We'll talk to Amber."

And quite a tour it was.

We'll leave the rest of the story, including Amy and Bob with Amber, for another chapter.


Professor Amy

OK, I did not expect this. I am officially a professor in the nursing program at both DUA and DUC. Athens and Clearwater. Now, you probably remember that I didn't really like nursing, although subbing for the school nurse was pretty enticing. What I discovered is I love teaching. Just love it. Particularly in our schools where the students could be just about any age and the 6-year-old and the 45-year-old happily team up on a project. I had been guest teaching in London and Berlin, where programs were already underway. Particularly Berlin, given the medical school. The program was great.

Now, if it is a 9-year-old and a 45-year-old, they likely team up in an entirely different way.

Just wait until they hit anatomy class.

The programs are new to these campuses, so not very many students yet. We capped both programs at fifty, with an understanding on the part of the students that this was new, and they'd learn with us. We had full accreditation, so we were good there. Notwithstanding the first fiasco in Europe, the agencies were pretty good with our programs now, world-wide. Once our grads started leaping right into senior roles in, well, everything, it became pretty apparent that their education was strong.

Today was orientation at both schools. It was 0800-1200 at DUA, then I hopped over, and it was 0800-1200 at DUC. Given the seven hour time difference, I actually had a couple hours to kill before the second class. I wouldn't do this every time because it was going to be a killer day. My particular classes were going to be on Monday in DUC and Friday in DUA. That way I could weekend at either end. Then again, I could weekend on the moon. Distances weren't really a thing for us.

I admit I was nervous on my first day. Me! The nervous little nursing student kicked in, briefly. Once I got going on the first class, I settled down. I did look out over the class while I was teaching. It is fun to try to predict who is really going to lead the class and I had my two targets already. It's just an attitude. An attentiveness.

Maybe the nipples. It could be the nipples.

Our dress code is informal in the first year. Basically wear anything you want. Or not. Our campus in Athens has an incredible beach, so it is not unusual to see people come straight from the beach. Therein lies the nipples, so to speak. The person that I was predicting would lead the entire class has amazing nipples. I can say that with accuracy because she is only wearing bikini bottoms. Pretty small bikini bottoms. I'm pretty sure she knows I'm noticing, because she is sitting near the front and keeps opening and closing her legs and smiling. Given the camel toe, and the slightly sheer white bikini bottoms, I admit I was enjoying it. I had to laugh, because I looked and Emie turned 9 years old about two weeks ago. I wonder if Bob knows her yet. Bob likes to welcome our youth to their ninth year. Welcome.

The second student that interested me, and no I don't mean in that way, was just super attentive. OK, maybe I do mean in that way. He is Denzil and when I looked at the student list chart, he is 45 years old.

Somehow that made me laugh.

He clearly didn't come from the beach because he was in a suit and tie and let me tell you he rocked it. He was tall and thin, like a dancer. Just gorgeous and yes that can apply to a man. There was a story to Denzil. I noticed he was from Compton, California but was at DUA. Athens. I'd find out.

Did I think they were leaders because I was physically attracted to them both? Maybe, but given the rest of the class were all people I'd fuck, heartily, I didn't think so. The attentiveness of everyone in the room was high, which I appreciated, and no, it wasn't because of my tits. They're all covered up.

You're surprised, aren't you? Don't worry, any student that wants to see my tits is welcome to. I'm still proud of my tits even if they have a stretch mark or two. That just makes me a MILF, right?

I am off-track. I started the class with introductions, which is how I knew Denzil and Emie's names. I matched them to a seating chart and asked them to stick to those for a few classes until I knew everyone. I would. No, no, not like that, well, yes, yes, probably. That's an interesting question. By the end of the semester would I have been intimate with every student in the class? I rescanned the room with that in mind. Yes, that's shallow, but I was adding in everything they said in their introduction that caught my ear. For example, Denzil is mixed black and Greek. He said it in Greek. Compton, remember?

When he did, at least half of the class moaned. A nice mix of men and women doing the moaning. Maybe I shouldn't have personally moaned but sometimes a moan slips out. Maybe mostly. Moans are your body's way. Oh fuck it. He was hot. Everyone in that room was imagining him naked.

Back to my quick scan of the room. Every student had at least one little tidbit in their introduction. Emie, for example, has a twin sister with Down's. I encouraged her to bring her sister to class if she'd like. That got me a smile.

And a small moan. Yeah, from me again. The smile. Those piercing eyes.

I might be a little focused on one student here.

Class was winding down, so I made sure they all had pulled the class roster into their phones so they would have contact info.

One student raised his hand. His name is Mert. He is a local Athens student and 14 years old. I nodded to him.

"Ma'am, it is hard enough knowing your professor is the Queen of Dionysus, but did you just share your actual cell phone number with us?" asked Mert. "Surely this is an assistant or voice mail?"

I laughed. It was just a reaction.

"It's a standard process. All professors give out their cellphone number, particularly for emergencies. I'm the prof, ergo that's my cellphone," I said.

Ah darn. Bedlam. I finally climbed up on my desk and whistled. I have one of those two-finger whistles that sounds like a cruise ship. Now that I think about it, how can my whistling ability not have been a focus before? My entire family knows that if I do it in a large group, the next words out of my mouth are likely I declare a gangbang.

I do like gangbangs.

Which made a gangbang with this entire class a fun idea. I admit I am so used to shouting it that I came so close to doing it just now. On reflection, that would have been a wonderful part of orientation.

"I think that's the first time that I've ever heard that whistle where it wasn't immediately followed by I declare a gangbang," said someone, loudly. I turned and Bob was standing there. Oh yes, the entire class both knew who he was and heard exactly what he said. Then I heard a strong but young voice starting a chant.

"Gangbang, gangbang," she said over and over. Emie. Of course. Then a few others joined in and suddenly the entire class is chanting it. So I did what anyone in this embarrassing situation, while still standing on my desk would do.

I stripped. While I stripped, I called out those prophetic words.

I declare a gangbang

Which is how I became the Pied Piper, leading them all to a wrestling room. Naked.

Well. Professors are supposed to lead, right? I did love the professionalism of a good nursing class. They worked out their lines quite nicely. I did learn a few interesting things. First, they created a third line for people from five to eight. They would jump in for cleanup, or anything else, with someone just finishing, at their request. If, and only if, the person was under 18. That's so simple. What a nice addition. They also made sure Bob was at the front of the line. They'd decided Bob should go first and last. Bob, followed by the line, followed again by Bob.

How sweet.

I learned that I had two transgender students that were transitioning Male to Female. They were in the line at different points behind Bob. I learned that I had one transitioning the other direction. He chose to grab a double-ended dildo and get in the cock line.

That seemed like a fine idea to me.

I also discovered I had one very disgruntled 4-year-old student. Oh boy. I made everyone stop and took her hand and pulled her over to a quiet place. I talked to her about turning five soon and then she could join in.

"Mom already filed for an exception. They knew I was starting this class. It takes forever to get an exception approved. Months. We found out about exceptions and even then the process is confusing," said Melva. Wow. That sucks. Really sucks. I looked it up on my phone and sure enough the backlog was stupid long. I forwarded the page to the assistant phone and told them to fix it, but I quickly read her application, particularly the parts that her parents had written. It turned out it was just mom. Her dad had passed away in an accident just the year before. Rough. I scrolled over to actions and hit the button. You know what button. The approval button.

Then I turned the phone towards her with her profile showing. Her profile picture was surround with a Blue band. Blue was unusual. It didn't just let her do what 5-year-olds could do. It let her have 7-year-old rules. As in fucking. She is big for her age and her mom was passionate about it, so I approved it. I had for Nan, who was our first exception ever.

She jumped up excited and then pushed me onto my back, right where we laid. I had to stop her and remind her that I was still too old. She laughed and hopped up and ran and pushed Emie over. Then she grabbed Adrie down onto the floor too. Adrie is 16 years old. He is the largest and oldest kid in the class that hasn't turned 18. He was also already naked and sported a hard, thick, 9-inch (23 cm) cock. Uncut.

She dove between Emie's knees and approval or not, she'd practiced with someone. Oh God it was incredible. The speed of her tongue and her fingers and she knew exactly where to touch Emie. It was a clinic. Emie went off so fast it was startling. She got up, with her face just covered with juices. I had to laugh, because that's when she ripped off her now wet top and shimmied out of her shorts. She went and grabbed Adrie's hand, then she grabbed Zoello's hand. That felt like a another stretch and I mean that quite literally. Zoello is 14 years old. Zoello is hard, so I can confidently say he has about a 7-inch (18 cm) moderately thick cock. She pulled them into the middle of the room and pushed Zoello down and kneeled over him. Denzil walked over with a bottle of flavored lube. Good idea there, Denzil. Put those nursing skills to work. He handed the bottle to Adrie.

Denzil is truly stunning. He's easily 6'4", thin, well-defined abs, and a thick 9-inch (23 cm) cock dangling.

Yes, dangling. As in wasn't hard yet.

I was going to enjoy his turn in line, but first we all had a show to watch. Adrie liberally applied lube to himself and then to Melva, with two fingers. Which he then licked off.

I would have licked them off too.

He got onto his knees and had to squat down quite a bit to match their heights. Then with surprising ease he slid right in. He was slow and gentle and let his hands roam. He was tall enough to even reach Zoello's cock, which Melva was licking. It was so wonderful to watch. They were all so absorbed, and it was three people making love. It didn't take that long for Zoello to go over first covering Melva. Melva concentrated and then Melva just exploded. It caught Adrie by surprise and he didn't even have time to pull out.

Which made Melva very happy. She ran over and pulled on her panties.

"That's not the last load I'm taking today," said Melva. "I'm taking them home to my brother, Dante. He's 7 years old. He'll love it. He's never gotten to suck cum out of me before." Yeah, but exception or not, he's sucked on you and we all know it.

But just pretend like we don't.

After that exhibition, we had the actual gangbang. Denzil was everything I dreamed he would be. So was Emie.

So was Bob. First and last. We may be familiar to each other, but he is still, and always will be, the best I've ever had.


Off to DUC

That was incredible, but now I was really cutting it close for my next class. I walked in and no one noticed me. Someone had just cast their phone to the projector for the class. I was in the back of the lecture hall, so I waited. Hey, I was curious.

Oh. Oh boy. So here's the problem. I knew that all my lectures would be video recorded and automatically posted. That was just fine, even the part about gangbangs. The fact that I like a good gangbang is not exactly a state secret. Now, at the end I was naked, standing on my desk, but again, pretty much everyone in the kingdom has plenty of access to pictures of me naked and even some video, although not a lot.

Now, that is all a lead up to the fact that I didn't know that the lecture recording was for a fixed length of time. The length of the class. That made sense. I also didn't know that if I left the lecture hall but reentered a room with video capabilities, it shifted the recording to that room.

Including the wrestling room. I watched the end of Melva's deflowering. Oh boy. Then I heard someone comment that Melva had liked the video and left her phone number in the comments. Wow, you little minx.

Now I am watching Bob fuck me. Remember, his first time was one hell of an athletic power fuck, including the lift me and spin me move. It was some of our best work. They seemed to be enjoying it, so I waited for the finale, so to speak. I remembered it quite well, given it was about 90 minutes ago. Once we finished, on the screen, the entire class broke into applause. That seemed like as good a time as any to walk to the head of the class. I gave a deep bow, which got a few gasps. Well, actually, quite a few gasps. That always feels nice. You see, I was in a sundress. A loose sundress. Nothing on under the sundress. I'd just give then entire class a down blouse shot.

Eh. That's OK.

Whoever cast the movie was either having trouble stopping it or was enjoying themselves or both. It played during the entire time people took to find their seats. Finally it stopped.

"Don't forget, that's the last half of the first lecture for this class at DUA," I said. There was complete silence.

"You're not going to take it down?" asked a young woman who introduced herself as Aira. I looked at the class chart. Another sharp 9-year-old. Interesting. This school also had a beach, and some were in swimsuits or shorts, some even provocative, but Aira was dressed in a nice sundress that was completely opaque. I could tell that she was wearing granny panties and a substantial bra. Through the fabric. I could see it through the fabric. I don't have x-ray vision. While that would be cool, I can already see just about everyone naked, so I wouldn't wish for that one next. Flying is pretty cool though.

Off on a tangent. Sorry. But flying is cool.

"No, I'm not going to take it down as long as Melva doesn't object and it doesn't appear she does," I said. "I'm not ashamed of anything that happened in that video and if people enjoy watching it, more power to them. Then again, I'm usually available for one-on-one tutoring, if you get my drift."

Given the number of moans, including from Aira, I think they got my drift.

We got right into the program and it didn't take much of the first class period for an interesting reason. I did laugh a little, because a high percentage of them had already watched the earlier class. The actual class. I finally stopped, about 10 minutes in.

"Raise your hand if you have not already seen this material on the recording," I said. Not a single person had missed it. Before the gangbang, they faithfully watched the lecture.

"How many of you started with the lecture and watched the whole thing even though you already knew the gangbang was at the end?" I asked. Easily half the class raised their hands.

"Who watched the entire gangbang?" I asked. Maybe three hands went down. Maybe. Aira's was still up.

"Who hopes there is a gangbang at the end of this class?" I asked. Every single hand went up. I looked from person to person and took my time. No one was waving their hand harder than Aira. I needed to talk to her first but let's do this in the right order. I stood up on my desk and stripped.

It only seemed fair. Aw, wait, I really need to talk to Aira. I jumped down, without declaring, to the disappointment of the entire class.

"It is coming," I said. "Just wait." I pulled Aira over into a quiet corner and made sure it wasn't in view of the camera. It was modestly distracting that everyone behind us was stripping. Aira noticed. Then she realized I was still naked. We sat crisscross and I took her hands. She was trying so hard not to look at me.

"Aira, it is just fine to look," I said. I sat up straighter and thrust out my breasts. Aira didn't react quite like I thought she would. She rolled up on her knees, pushed me over, and laid down on me and leaned in for a kiss.

"Wait," I said. "Consent."

"I would like to kiss you and do more," said Aira. "Do you have any limits?"

"Not a one," I said, pulling her in for a kiss. We made out, with the entire class watching. She slid down and went down on me and it was simply incredible. She got me off, hard, and then I pushed my way up.

"So what's up?" I said.

"My mom hates this whole situation. It's tearing her up. She wants me in the school but doesn't want me to have sex," said Aira.

"But she signed permission for everything," I said. "I checked."

"That's what is tearing her up," said Aira. "She wants it to be my choice but sends me to school like this." She pointed at her clothing. Got it.

"But permission includes you choosing your clothes," I said. "Or not." I laughed a little and she did too, particularly given she was the only person in the room with clothes. I promised to take her shopping after class, and she beamed.

I walked over to a small closet that I knew was in every classroom. It had shelves of every size yoga shorts and DUA polo shirts and t-shirts. I picked some nice black yoga shorts and, on impulse, took a white pair too. The white pair I went down a size. I guess I was curious which one she would choose. I picked an athletic t-shirt in pale pink. They're thin, breathe well and are tight.

The room also had tons of towels, both bath towels and paper towels and an entire shelving unit dedicated to Clorox wipes.

Sometimes things happen in our classrooms.

I walked back to Aira and handed her the clothes. I was going to tell her she could change in the bathroom, but that dress was off in a flash and so were the panties and bra.

I was one of a large group of people that gasped. If you took a picture of me at 9 years old, this is what you would have seen. Pale white skin with lots of scattered freckles, particularly across her breast buds. More than just nipples, less than breasts. A defining breast shape but it was all her large nipples. Very large nipples for her size and age.

Just like I had. I held out my arms and she ran into them for a hug. We turned back to face the class and you could tell everyone saw the connection.

"I declare a gangbang," shouted out Aira. I just looked at her in shock. I think she was shocked.

"Honey, I don't think that's a good idea," I said. "Are you still a virgin?" Aira laughed.

"It depends on who you ask. If you ask my mother, absolutely I am a virgin. If you ask the middle school soccer team, basketball team, football team, baseball team, and field hockey team, then, well, maybe not," said Aira.

"And if you didn't know, soccer and basketball has girls’ teams too. Field hockey is all girls," said Aira. "I'm a lot of fun. I admit, I did kind of think you'd get carried away and preempt. That was silly of me. I know what preempting implies. I love the idea, but this is a pretty big class to take all at once."

"OK, then you have two choices. You can just rescind, and no one will hold it against you, because I'll declare. Or, if you want to do it for a bit, just tell me when you've had enough, and I'll preempt." She kind of looked at me.

"You'll take them all in your ass?" asked Aira. She did understand what it implied.

"Sure," I laughed, "although I might make them all do DP." That made her a little thoughtful. We decided that we wouldn't tell anyone the plan because they might jockey for a different position. Maybe. Aira is smoking.

This time Aira led the group out of the room towards the wrestling room. I asked her if she wanted the cameras on or off.

"Are you kidding? On. Think what it will do to my street cred to have you preempt me. I'm going to put on a show first," said Aira. I'll bet she is.

And she did. Remember, the class is limited to 50. It was skewed a little towards women, but six of them were MtF. In the end, it was 27 cocks.

She took 22. As number 23 came up, she turned to me.

"That was my record," said Aira. "Are you still OK with preempting?"

I was. Do you know what?

All 27 had two more in them. Remember what preempt does.

One in the front, one in the back.

I like teaching.


Goin' shopping with my new bud

Amy here. That was fun. I probably wouldn't do it more than once a week on each campus.

Oh yeah, I only taught once a week. Still felt right.

I'd promised Aira that we could go shopping and then I'd go back to the house with everything and show her mom. Class was over and it was my only class. It turned out Aira was free too, so we were going to head off.

"So if you had your pick of anyone in the family to shop with us, who would you pick?" I asked. "I'm not promising they'll come, but I'll ask."

"Chris, Tomas, and Hunter," she said, smiling.

"The retired President of the United States and the two hunks that own HT," I said, laughing. "I assume that means we have to go to the International Mall?"

The only place in the area with an HT store.

She didn't answer. She moaned.

Aira is fun. I sent a couple texts and we headed out.

"You drive a '71 Miura," said Aira. "Of course you do."

"You knew it was a '71?" I asked.

"Sure," said Aira. "It has the wider wheel wells, which says it is at least a '71. Taillights are slightly different in '71, but it is subtle."

Then she got on the ground and looked under the car. Given she had chosen the white yoga shorts, I admit I just stood there and enjoyed the view. Her little ass was right up in the air.

If she wiggled as much as a millimeter, she might be in trouble. You know, the wiggle.

Kidding. Maybe. It was our school parking lot, after all. She got back up and brushed off her knees and looked at me. She cocked her head a bit.

"Did you enjoy my ass?" she said.

"Very much so," I said, hitting her with a smile.

Then she hit me with a tingle. A strong one. An Amy came on the spot tingle. She caught me because my knees buckled. That strong.

I started to protest, but then I remembered. I admit I laughed.

"Not a one," she said, mimicking me pretty well.

She was funny. Standing there with her hands on her hips, pelvis thrust out, and a grin. She was waiting for me to give her limits.

Hell no. That was wonderful.

We got in the car and she buckled in and turned a bit. I needed to focus, because with her legs open like that, the shorts rode up and in. It was a hell of a camel toe. She looked at me funny, then looked down.

It was a good thing the shorts are stretchy. She pulled the leg over, exposing her gorgeous little pussy. She slipped a finger all the way in, stroked a few times, and then pulled it out.

Then she offered me her finger. Hell yes I sucked on it.

Then we both came. Yep. Liking this girl. I hit the button and we lifted up into the air.

"So it's not numbers matching?" she said, laughing.

We flew all the way across Clearwater and to the mall. I saw some commotion in the back corner, where four space planes were parked. Two F-81 fighters and two E-82 exec jets. There was a group standing next to one of the F-81 planes, with a bunch of dudes in suits standing around them.

I hadn't forgotten the impact of Chris coming. She was standing next to both Hunter and Tomas. What was the fourth plane for? Whose was it?

Ah yes, the decoy. A little Asian dude was standing off a bit, until Chris reached over and pulled him in for the hug. We saw this as we were getting out of the car. The little guy just melted into Chris. He was the perfect height to have his face right in her puffies.

I'm pretty sure they both liked that. We did all the introductions and found out that the little guy is Saburo, who goes to our Chicago school. Being the decoy was a part of all the schools now. They all loved it! I doubt if Chris really needs it anymore but hasn't pushed Kyrsten yet. She will eventually.

I could tell Saburo was still a little freaked, but then again, so was Aira now. So Hunter pulled in Aira and Tomas pulled in Saburo. For hugs. Then they traded. Then Saburo got a hug from me while Aira got a hug from Chris.

My turn.

I did appreciate that Saburo saw this hug coming and managed to get his arm trapped between us. You go, little guy. I love my breasts groped.

No, that wasn't sarcastic. I really do. I guarantee he had checked the app to ensure he could do it without asking.

I have every box checked.

Hunter took Aira's hand, Chris took Saburo's hand, and Tomas laughed and took my hand. That got him a nice kiss from me.

I'd do him. I'd do them all. Hell, that includes the Secret Service agents. I asked where Kira was, but it was all guys today. She was off and would be pissed she missed it. We're still in the Secret Service insists on protecting her stage of her retired Presidency.

We walked across the lot and into the mall right by the Cheesecake Factory.

"Damn, I'm hungry," said Chris. "Anyone in a hurry or can we have lunch?" The lead Secret Service guy reminded her, for what I was sure wasn't the first time, that the area was not safe.

"God, I am tired of this. You are all going to see something you shouldn't," said Chris. She turned to the lead agent and asked to see his gun. The argued a bit, but she won. She turned to the others.

"Please don't shoot me," said Chris. "Trust me that no one is going to get hurt." She turned and pointed the gun at Hunter, who laughed.

Then she fired right at him.

Everyone jumped, except Hunter. He just held the spent bullet out to Chris, to the shock of the group.

"That's what happens when you try to shoot any of us," said Chris, to the Secret Service. "So fret less."

One of the younger Secret Service guys must have wanted to make a point, or he was a crazy terrorist, because he lunged at Chris with a knife.

>From the look on his face, I am leaning towards crazy terrorist. When the blade got about two inches from Chris, it bent completely back, and you could hear his wrist crack. It was not a pleasant sound. He also found himself floating about six feet in the air.

Upside down. He literally shook and everything fell out of his pockets, including another knife and a derringer.

How cliché. A derringer.

That's when we were all pretty sure of his intent. One of the other agents zip cuffed him and the rest of them waved us into the restaurant.

He was taken away. I suspect they would want a statement eventually.

We walked up to the desk, with Chris in the lead. The hostess knew who Chris, Tomas, Hunter, and I all were and freaked a bit. A woman walked up that I'd guess was the manager and didn't seem flustered at all. She led us to an empty area. We all sat at a big table and the Secret Service agents sat between us and the door. The manager walked back to the front podium. 10, 9, 8...

That's when she let out the scream. Someone had explained who we were. We had such a fun lunch, laughing and carrying on. Chris made the agents join us, which made them both happy and uncomfortable. I found myself with Aira on one side and Dominick on the other. Dominick was cute. Very freaking cute. Aira leaned over me a bit.

"So, Dominick," said Aira. "When does your shift end?"

"As soon as Miss Chris is in her plane and off," said Dominick. "I'm going to spend the weekend here in Florida. I just need to find a hotel."

"So listen," said Aira. "Why don't you join us at Amy's house, and you can fuck us both until you can't anymore."

Well now. Aira's in the spirit. Dominick got hard, which appeared to be a good sign. Chris looked over at us, and at Dominick's lap.

"You're staying over, aren't you, Dominick?" asked Chris. He smiled and nodded.

"Did one or both of them proposition you?" asked Chris. Dominick looked embarrassed.

"Sorry, Dude," said Chris. "Didn't mean to embarrass you, but if they did, I strongly suggest you take them up on it. Best time of your life.'

Dominick had trouble forming words.

Chris turned to her lead.

"We're spending the weekend," said Chris. The lead agent looked resigned to it. Then Chris patted his cock.

She patted his cock.

"Remember, when we're in the family compound, only two of you are officially on duty at a time," said Chris.

Um, OK.

Sounds good to me. We wound up lunch, with cheesecake, of course, and headed out to shop. We wandered, just having a nice time, and went into stores that interested us. Saburo was going home with a suitcase too.

We started at American Outfitters. That was a wash. We tried J Crew and they had some nice choices for Saburo. The Secret Service wanted to close the stores to other shoppers and Chris wouldn't have it. We all met a lot of people and it was fun. Seeing Chris laugh was especially nice.

Where did Saburo and Tomas go? That's when they both came out from the changing rooms. I walked quickly over and wiped the cum off Tomas' cheek. Hell yes I licked it off my fingers. Yes, they both moaned.

Then Aira took some things back to try on. The young woman helping us tried her best to not notice that Hunter followed her back. When they finally came out, Chris turned Aira back around and into a changing room. They came back a few minutes later and Chris walked up to me.

"They hadn't cleaned up well. She was leaking," said Chris, smiling. Then she looked around and gave me a quick kiss.

Passing me a mouthful of cum. Dominick noticed, which made us both laugh.

"You get along well with your mom," commented Dominick.

"Stay with us," said Chris. "We'll put on a show with Dad."

Aira moaned. She overheard it.

"Do I get my turn with King Bob?" asked Aira. I turned to her.

"Didn't you go see him yet?" I asked. "You just turned 9."

"That's really a thing?" asked Aira.

"Oh yeah," said Chris, moaning.

Aira and I took the Miura back while the rest took their planes. We landed in the front and Bob came walking out of the house. Naked. Your two choices are a pair of board shorts with a t-shirt that likely has mustard or naked. Naked is more likely.

He walked right up to Aira.

"Hi, you must be Aira," he said.

"Will you please fuck me?" she said, with a completely startled look on her face. Bob laughed.

"Of course," he said. Before he could say anything else, she fainted. Bob caught her and picked her up, but by the time he did, she was already waking up.

In Bob's arms.

"Most people just go in for the hug," he said. She forced herself up for a kiss. Oh Bob gave her the kiss and what a kiss it was.

Which was why Bob and I watched her just vibrate through an orgasm.

Just then a car pulled into the driveway and I'd bet money that the woman that got out was Aira's mom. Khaki shorts and a pink polo. Props for the Allbirds. She walked over.

"Is she OK?" she asked, with clear concern. Aira had finally slowed a bit and looked at her mom, from her position in Bob's arms.

"It was an orgasm, Mom," said Aira. "You should try one sometime. Maybe ask King Bob to fuck you or Queen Amy to go down on you." I think she tried for shock value.

"That would be wonderful," said Aira's mom. "I have talents to share, especially with you, Aira."

"Who are you and what have you done with my mom?" asked Aira. Then her expression changed. "You were always OK with it. You wanted me to find my own way."

"I lost my virginity at 4, to my best friend," said Ayana. Her mom is Ayana.

Aira laughed.

"Me too," she said. OK, that broke us all up. Yeah, yeah, rules. We know it is good for them. We just pretend we don't know. Privacy, you know.

Bob headed off, with Aira in his arms, and I took Ayana's hand. We followed Bob, who carried Aira through the house and to the back lanai, over the water. He turned around and laid back on the lounge, bringing Aira with him. She is facing him, but they both turned to watch. Hell, I'm already naked. My clothes are somewhere along our path. They turned to watch Ayana.

Me too.

Ayana pulled off the pink polo. I had suspected she was braless. She has unbelievable C cups. I mean I am jealous of them.

Mine are pretty good.

Then she shimmied out of her shorts. Out popped her cock.

Well that is a plot twist.

"Mom," said Aira, in a guttural voice. "You have a cock."

Why yes she does.

A nice thick 8-inch (20 cm) uncut cock.

I did what any intelligent woman would do. I pushed Ayana back onto the lounge next to Bob and sat on her legs, just like Aira is sitting on Bob's.

We timed our lift and drop flawlessly. I just got the bonus of two nice tits to play with. OK, Aira's hand strayed to play with one of them. Ayana and Bob were kissing.

Then Aira moved her hand down and started playing with my clit.

It seemed like a fine idea. Now Aira and I are rolling through orgasms.

So far, so good. I like Ayana.

Who just filled me up. Bob did the same to Aira. Aira hopped up and pulled me over onto Bob's legs.

Then she sat down on her mom's. Are you surprised they're both hard again?

Me neither. We timed our move perfectly. Cum is such a wonderful lube. We both started vibrating but they lasted longer. By now we had a crowd. Oh, Aira is sucking Tomas.

Seemed like a good time for me to suck Dominick. Oh, not exactly. Dominick just bent me over.

Tomas did the same to Aira.

DP is fun.

We ended up quite sticky and I took Aira and Ayana over to the outdoor shower. I looked back and Bob, Tomas, Dominick, and Hunter are getting to know each other better.

Yay.

We got rinsed off and headed towards the buffet. I loaded up with a lobster and crab burrito. Lots of lobster. Lots of crab. A little rice. Some cheese and salsa.

We use big tortillas.

We went and found a table right by the water and joined Chris and Leslie.

"After lunch can I please go down on you both?" said Aira.

"Well," said Leslie. "You did say please."

We like polite people.

"So what do you do for a living, Ayana?" asked Leslie.

"I'm a doctor. A surgeon. Orthopedics," said Ayana.

"So Aira is continuing your family's tradition in medicine," said Chris. Something weird flashed across Ayana's face and Aira caught it.

"She doesn't think I should be going to nursing school," said Aira. "She thinks only the losers limit themselves to nursing."

"Yeah, failures. People that can't make it in the world," I said.

With a little snark.

"But you're different," said Ayana.

"How?" I said. "I am a nurse. I am one of Aira's professors. How am I of lesser value than you?"

It seemed like the perfect time for Elena to drop into an empty seat, with Delilah. You might remember Delilah. My friend from nursing school.

Elena is, well, Elena.

"What are we talking about?" asked Elena.

"My mom thinks I am wasting my life studying to be a nurse and should be a doctor like her," said Aira, putting it right out there.

"Well sure," said Elena. Aira just stared at her and Elena smiled.

"Did you know that Clarissa Barton, the founder of the Red Cross, was a nurse?" asked Elena. I knew she wouldn't let this lie.

No one at the table except Delilah did.

"You might remember Live Aid," said Chris. "Addressing famine in Africa. Founded by Dame Claire Bertschinger, who was a volunteer nurse."

"Mary Todd Lincoln, Florence Nightingale, Walt Whitman," said Elena. "All nurses."

"You can't forget Calamity Jane," said Delilah, to laughter from us all.

"Listen," said Elena. "I understand your point, misguided as it is. Let me ask you a question. In whose care do you place your patients after a major surgery?"

"The nurses," said Ayana. "But I did the surgery."

"By yourself," said Elena.

"No," said Ayana. "Of course not."

"You are all entirely missing the point," said Aira. "Entirely." Everyone turned to look at her.

"I am not studying to be a nurse because I can't make it as a doctor. I could if that were the route I chose," said Aira. "But that's not patient care to me. You do a dozen surgeries a day and barely know your patients. They roll in, you operate, they roll out. You might see them for ten minutes after the surgery. You don't even know them. A nurse does all the work before, during, and after the surgery. Yes, you're the most important person for a brief period of time during their care, but the rest is all on the shoulders of nurses. I want to be on the front lines of patient care. That's not a doctor. It is a nurse."

Well said, Aira, well said. Delilah laughed a bit.

"You're hired," she said, to Aira.

"Huh?" said Aira, and I laughed. So did Elena.

"Delilah is the Chief Nurse for all our healthcare facilities in the Southeast US, including Tampa," said Elena.

"Really? Wow. What job are you hiring me for?" said Aira. "I assume you mean once I graduate."

"Any job you want. I want your passion and no, not when you graduate," said Delilah. "Plenty of good jobs leading towards your graduation."

Aira looked at me and I laughed.

"I work for Delilah. She runs the nursing school too," I said. Well, she does. I also work for Delilah in more fun ways.

Have you seen her?

"Does it come with citizenship?" asked Aira. Ooh. Bold. I love bold. Delilah looked at me, but before I could answer, Elena did.

"Sure," said Elena. "I'll even make your house a consulate."

The group moan at the table was impressive.

"She can do that?" asked Ayana, of me. I laughed again.

"Delilah works for Elena," I said. "Elena is the Chief Medical Officer of the kingdom. She's also an MD."

"Elena," said Ayana. "You're Princess Elena."

Oh we all laughed.

"Yes, although the Princess part is hooey," said Elena.

"No it is not," said Aira, with some fire. "I know that you all think this is some cosmic joke, but it isn't. I've read the backstory. I know you made it a monarchy as a joke, but it was the right choice. You've blended the best of a monarchy with the best of democracy and lead the world. Amy, you and Bob are literally the two most powerful people in the world."

"What about me?" said Chris, in the whine of a two-year-old. OK, we laughed.

"How do I even rate anyone after those two?" said Aira. "Elena is changing the world of medicine. Chris is leading the way towards reforming politics globally. Leslie leads the most powerful military in the world. You don't get it yet, but this is your destiny. Maybe you'll never really see it, but your actions are doing it."

Damn. That can't be true.

"She's right," said Ayana. "Deep down you know she is."

"Well, if I'm leading, I'm going towards my strength," I said. "Let's fuck some more."

So we did.

For almost the entire weekend. Dominick. Damn.



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Character information

Name Chapters Age Description when introduced Stats when introduced
Bob All 27 Dad 6'2" (188 cm) - Swimmer's body, 6-inch (15 cm) cut average cock
Amy All 25 Mom (and the Nanny, to start) 5'1" (155 cm) - Bright red hair, C cup
Morgan All 19 The oldest of the new kids 5'5" (165 cm) - Dirty blonde, small B cup, gorgeous
Orlando All 17 The middle child and the only boy 5'0" (152 cm) -- Dirty blonde, 6-inch (15 cm) cut thick cock
Leslie All 15 The youngest 4'6" (137 cm) -- Brown hair, flat-chested
Chris 6,8,11,14-142 15 Boat sales person but becomes more 4'11" (150 cm) -- Slim, glorious puffy nipples
Brittney 1,4-5,14,18,40,70,78,142 20 Morgan's friend and a cheerleader 5'8" (173 cm) - Tall, athletic, B cup
Hunter 2,3,13-14,27,30,32,34,36,38-39,42-44,47-49,51,56-58,60-61,63-66,68-69,71-74,76,79-86,90-91,93-94,96,98-99,101-102,104-105,109-112,114-117,121-123,129,132,134-136,138-140,142 15 Leslie's new friend 5'0" (152 cm) - cute as hell, 3-inch (8 cm) cock
Evan 4,40,78,142 19 Brittney's brother 5'10" (178 cm) -- Brown hair, muscular, halfback and linebacker on the football team, 6-inch (15 cm) thick cock
Ricky 4,40,70,78,142 16 Brittney's other brother 5'8" (173 cm) -- Brown hair, muscular, soccer player, 7-inch (18 cm) thick cock
Gabe 6,14,16-25,27-29,31-40,42-43,45-52,54,56-59,61-63,65-76,79-105,107,109-114,116-117,119,123-124,126-130,132,136,138-140,142 15 Juanita's brother 5'6" (168 cm) -- Cute AF, 5-inch (13 cm) cock
Jackson 6,7,16,18-22,24,26-27,31,45,49,123,139,142 Thirties Party planner 5'11" (180 cm) - skinny, black hair, almost emo
Sophia 7,8-9,14-19,23-24,27,29-34,36-44,46-48,53-54,56-58,62-64,66,68,70-71,73-76,79-82,84-85,87-88,90-95,97-98,100-105,108-110,112,115-119,121,123-126,128,132,135-136,138-142 22 New Italian friend and Goddess 5'7" (170 cm) - stunning, simply stunning, B cup
Luca 7,8-9,14-19,23-24,27,29-34,36-44,46-48,53-54,56-58,62-64,66,68,70-71,73-76,79-82,84-85,87-88,90-95,97-98,100-105,108-110,112,115-119,121,123-126,128,132,135-136,138-140,142 17 Sophia's son 5'9" (175 cm) -- chiseled, male Sophia, 6-inch (15 cm) uncut cock
Elena 7,8-9,14,16-19,23,27,30-31,34,36-40,42-47,51-52,54,56-58,60-63,65-66,68-69,71-74,76,79-82,87,95-96,101,104,106-107,111-116,118,125-126,128,130,132,139,142 13 Sophia's daughter 4'5" (135 cm) - sexy AF
Eleanor 37,46,48,56,68,75,90,103,111,142 Thirties New Venice caretaker and Sophia's best friend 5'7" (170 cm) - Curvy, D cup, sexy Italian
Nan 45,48,50-51,53,57,59,61-62,64-66,68-70,72-73,76,81-83,85-87,89-95,97-101,103-105,107,110-113,115-116,118-119,122-123,125,129,132,137,140,142 6 9th grade student 3'8" (112 cm) - cute, bubbly, fun
Tegan 46,48,50-54,56-57,59,62,64,66-74,76,79-90,92-95,97-99,101-108,110-113,115-117,122-123,125-126,128,132,136-137,140,142 9 Gemma and Sean's daughter 4'4" (132 cm) - Auburn hair, cute, fun
Tomas 46,52,55-57,61,63,66-76,78-87,89-90,92-96,98-99,101-110,112,115-117,119-121,124-125,128-130,134,136,138-140,142 13 Vincente's son 5'4" (163 cm) - Also Cute AF, sexy, and skilled. 6-inch (15 cm) thick uncut cock
Tavi 46,47-52,55-57,66,68-71,73-74,76,79-85,87,90,92-96,98-99,101-102,104-105,107,115,117,119,123,128,132,136,140,142 14 Emilia and Talmai's son 5'9" (175 cm) - Big for his age, works out, 7-inch (18 cm) thick uncut cock
Delilah 47,51,134,142 Thirties Amy's nursing school friend 5'10" (178 cm) - dark hair, thin, A cup, model gorgeous.
Horacio 54,63,68-69,77,88,95-96,100,104-105,108,112,114,117,124,126,128,130,140,142 11 Nuno and Estrela's son 5'0" (152 cm) - Smaller Nuno, with an amazing 9-inch (23 cm) cock
Jameis 63,69-71,82,95,100,104-105,108-110,113,117,124,126-128,130,135,142 44 Ruby's friend and an archaeologist 7'1" (216 cm) - Big muscular guy, attractive, 11-inch (28 cm) cock
Lawrence 65,73,82-83,86-87,93,96,99-100,103,107,112,114,122,125,128,133,135,137,142 Thirties Chief Engineer on Vino for all things 6'5" (195 cm) - Light brown hair, tall, a true nerd, 8-inch (20 cm) thick cock
Cassie 67,68,70,73,81,86-87,90,92-93,95-96,99,101-102,104-110,112,115,117,119,123,127-130,132,135,139-140,142 12 Homeless girl from New York. Kevin's friend 4'11" (150 cm) - thin, adorable, A cup
Jilli 68,84,97,142 Thirties Casino assistant director from Australia 5'7" (170 cm) - Blonde, thin, pretty, C cup
Luke 80,81,86-87,90,92-96,99-102,104-110,112,117,119,123,126-130,135,140,142 8 The new brother 4'4" (132 cm) - Sandy brown hair, thin, cute, 3-inch (8 cm) cock
Berry 111,119,122,135,142 10 Julia's assistant and MD of Monte Carlo 4'8" (142 cm) - Dark hair, thin, pretty, flat
Mary Jane 142 36 Dungeon designer 5'6" (168 cm) - Dark hair, voluptuous, D cup
CJ 142 35 Dungeon designer 5'11" (180 cm) - Brown hair, average, 6-inch (15 cm) cock
Ajax 142 12 Mary Jane and CJ's son 5'4" (163 cm) - Brown hair, thin, 5-inch (13 cm) cock
Breeze 142 10 Mary Jane and CJ's daughter 5'3" (160 cm) - Brown hair, skinny, nipple bumps
Zephyr 142 7 Mary Jane and CJ's daughter 4'3" (130 cm) - Brown hair, thin, flat
Spence 142 17 Construction worker 6'0" (183 cm) - Blonde, ripped, 6-inch (15 cm) thin cock
Bria 142 9 Aria project manager 3'10" (117 cm) - Dark hair, Hispanic, skinny, flat
Niles 142 13 Bria's brother 5'5" (165 cm) - Dark hair, fit, funny, 5-inch (13 cm) cock
Brogan 142 14 Construction worker and Dionysus student 5'7" (170 cm) - Dark blondes, fit, 10-inch (25.5 cm) cock
Amber 142 41 Protestor at the Aria 5'4" (163 cm) - Blonde, ample, D cup
Roy 142 44 Amber's husband 5'11" (180 cm) - Blonde, average, 7-inch (18 cm) cock
Kelton 142 11 Amber and Roy's son 5'2" (157 cm) - Blonde, swimmer's body, 5-inch (13 cm) cock
Saige 142 10 Amber and Roy's daughter 4'11" (150 cm) - Blonde, athletic, puffies
Emie 142 9 Nursing student in Athens 4'4" (132 cm) - Strawberry blonde, thin, athletic, amazing nipples
Denzil 142 45 Nursing student in Athens 6'4" (193 cm) - Dark hair, Black, thin, fit, 11-inch (28 cm) thick uncut cock
Mert 142 14 Nursing student in Athens 5'7" (170 cm) - Dark hair, olive skin, thin, 6-inch (15 cm) cock
Melva 142 4 Nursing student in Athens 3'7" (109 cm) - Dark hair, olive skin, cute, flat
Adrie 142 16 Nursing student in Athens 6'2" (188 cm) - Dark blonde hair, olive skin, fit, 9-inch (23 cm) thick cock
Zoello 142 14 Nursing student in Athens 5'7" (170 cm) - Dark hair, mocha skin, fit, 7-inch (18 cm) thick cock
Dante 142 7 Melva's brother 3'10" (117 cm) - Dark hair, olive skin, skinny, 3-inch (8 cm) cock
Aira 142 9 Nursing student in Clearwater 4'4" (132 cm) - Red hair, pale, freckles, incredible large nipple bumps
Saburo 142 12 Decoy for Chris in Clearwater 5'3" (160 cm) - Dark hair, Asian, average, 4-inch (10 cm) cock
Dominick 142 27 Secret Service Agent for Chris 5'8" (173 cm) - Dark hair, Hispanic, muscular, 6-inch (15 cm) uncut cock
Ayana 142 32 Aira's mom 5'9" (175 cm) - Auburn hair, fit with curves, C cup, 8-inch (20 cm) uncut cock

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