9 August 2021

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I had an idea and needed Bob's help, so I texted him and asked if we could chat.

Bob, being Bob, immediately replied.

"No, we can't talk on the phone," he replied. "Get your ass over here, preferably naked. You don't come to visit enough, and we've got a fun crowd here right now."

OK, the last part is hilarious. When was there not a fun crowd at Bob's? Hell, if he were alone, it would be a fun crowd at Bob's.

Oh God, I've got to tell him that one. He will think it is corny, funny, and embarrassing.

Oh, this is Kaia. Doctor and all that shit. Horny little thing might be the best description right now. I agreed I'd be right there and then I got ready to go. You're assuming something like I changed from doctoring clothes to party clothes. I did, sort of.

I stripped. The fact that I am in my office at the hospital and plan on walking the halls did not deter the nudity. Hell, our nurses have personal force fields now to protect them. Anyone with patient contact does. It even blocks bacteria and viruses.

If only we had them in mass production a few years ago.

Where that was headed was that a high percentage of medical professionals in the hospital did their job naked. Now, I could spin a story about ensuring safety or something like that, but it would be bullshit. They did it because they like it and so do the patients. Hey, you're recovering from surgery? Brighten your day with a naked nurse.

Our recovery rates are quite phenomenal.

I walked out of my office and down the hall. I stopped in on some of my favorite patients and then checked in at the nurse's station. Just as I got there, Herm, who is the charge nurse today, turned. Yeah, naked. I'll tell you what, his sculpted body got a reaction from me. I'm dripping down my leg.

He noticed. Oh he noticed with his eyes, but he really noticed with his cock.

I watched it grow. And grow.

And grow.

We both ignored it, which is what you do, but damn. He has a thick 11-inch (28 cm) cock with a giant mushroom head.

Uncut.

Hard to ignore. Oh! Another one for Bob. Hard. Now I'm laughing and Herm doesn't know why. You're probably picturing a giant black guy, given the stereotype. Herm is Asian. Filipino to be exact. He is about 5'7", in simply incredible shape, and sports the aforementioned cock.

"How much longer on your shift, Herm?" I asked. He looked down at his own cock and laughed.

"I just did turnover. I am officially off," he said, putting away the chart in his hand.

"Cool," I said. "I have an idea to share with Bob and would love your opinion."

"Great!" he said. "In the conference room? I've never even met him!" I love the excitement. Yes, that excitement. Throbbing.

"Nope," I said. "His house. They're having a little party too." That got a reaction I did not expect. His cock got soft.

He freaking looked scared. I took his hand and pulled him over to a couch and sat down.

"Spill it," I said.

"They're so damned attractive," he said. "It's intimidating."

"Dude, you're gorgeous, funny, smart, skilled, and have an 11-inch (28 cm) cock," I said. "Pretty sure you'll fit right in."

That didn't seem to help. He had almost shrunk into himself.

"Listen," I said. "You don't have to go, but I think it would be good for you. You have a perception of yourself that doesn't match reality. Who are your Top 5 fantasy partners?"

"Why?" he asked.

"Do you trust me?" I asked. He smiled and nodded. And got just a little bit hard.

"Thank you," I said, looking at his now hardening cock.

"You could take the edge off," he said, softly.

"I could. And I'd love to. But you should save it," I said. "Walk the list and what they do. Top 5."

"Well, my number 1 requires them to have an exception for me," said Herm. Did I mention Herm is 14? I don't think I did.

"I can't promise, but I can ask," I said. "You don't have to even come with me, but there is a game they play that you might enjoy. It's called Top 5. You stand on the table, preferably naked, and shout Top 5. It will empty every room in the house and they'll all crowd around. Everyone. They're hoping so hard to be one of the Top 5. You'll name them, one by one, and they'll all go stand by the giant lounge out on the patio."

"What happens then?" he asked.

"Then you go to the lounge and live your fantasy, dude," I said. "Someone plays Top 5 at least once every time I've been there. One day I was there for seven hours and one after another everyone hopped up on the table. Some people had to compromise because one of their choices was worn out, but the compromises are always fun."

"Hell, they're all fun," I added. He looked at me and took a big breath.

"Jessica, Bob, Gabe, Leslie," he said. He hesitated.

"Spill it," I said. He was nervous even saying the name.

"Amy," he said, finally.

"Oh yeah," I said. "Good choices." I mentioned that I knew that from personal experience, except Jessica.

"Next five," I said. "People that you never thought you'd fuck."

"Jameis and Maite, together," he said. "Carlina, Tegan, and Nan, together."

"I'm not sure you would survive that," I said, laughing.

"Worth it," he said, smiling.

"That list requires at least 7 cums. Maybe as many as ten," I asked. "Can you do that?" He smiled really big.

"My personal record in a day is 14," he said. "All with plenty of cum."

I admit, I just stared at him for a bit. He finally laughed.

"I'm confident I can push the limit," he said.

"Then you should decide on 11 through 15. Or at least come up with it when you get to the party. That's probably best," I said. "Let's go." I stood up, which made my breasts bounce, which he clearly enjoyed. I admit, I'd popped up really quickly, because I knew they'd do a nice bounce.

It's one of my things.

"Let's get dressed," he said. I shook my head no and he thought about it.

"OK," he said. That's progress.

We went out and grabbed a JetsonCar and headed over.

"Some suggestions," I said. "When you announce your list, tell them your plan for each person. That way if they need toys, or a fluffer, they can get started."

He laughed.

"How do I get picked to be the fluffer at one of their parties?" he asked.

"There is a signup list. They run a lottery every month to create a short list. They used to just have a waiting list, but it got so long that some people's spots were over ten years in the future and that's with a daily fluffer," I said.

"They have a fluffer every day?" he asked.

"Yes, but Bob is honest that the algorithm favors those that turned 9 recently," I said. I admit, a little moan escaped, which was OK, because it did from Herm, too.

"Just be yourself. Be nice. Say please. Everything you would have done if I hadn't said any of that," I said. He leaned in for a kiss. I admit the fact that he latched onto a nipple surprised me. I was so close that it sent me right over. Which was why we went into Amy and Bob's house with me a little woozy, dripping down my leg, and with one nipple wet with saliva.

Which is really fairly common.

We spent the first hour just walking around and doing introductions. We grabbed plates and went through the buffet line first, so we chatted and ate.

We were sitting on the floor, around a coffee table, with our food on the table. Around the table was Luca, Carlina, Jessica, Noah, and Benji. Basketball player Benji.

Damn. Herm was admiring Benji. A lot. Understandably.

We were chatting and both Noah and Carlina reached across the table and their hands bumped. They both laughed and Noah pulled his hand back and nodded to Carlina.

Carlina moved Herm's plate, just a bit. She looked at Noah and he shook his head no. She moved it a little more and he smiled. Then she sat back. Herm looked confused.

"The plate was blocking their view," I said. Did I mention it was a glass table?

Herm looked confused.

"Both of us like what we see," said Carlina. "So I moved it, so we had a better view. You're smoking, dude. Tell me you know that." Herm blushed. Carlina and Luca both moaned.

"We love someone who doesn't see how gorgeous they are," said Luca. "We all do. We love to show them how beautiful they are."

Everyone was nodding, including me.

Well we do.

"I remember when I first got to know this family," said Carlina. "I was a flat chested little girl from Athens. I hadn't been to school yet. I had zero confidence. I didn't even understand exactly why we were here. Dad moved Carmine and me here and suddenly we could openly fuck and be naked and learn and just live an incredible life. You might be aware I am not quite as shy and reserved anymore."

Yeah, that broke up the table, including Carlina.

"You should do a Top 5," said Carlina. "Or even a Top 10. Have you explained it, Kaia?" I nodded.

"Do you want to?" Carlina asked, of Herm. It was so sweet the way she said it. She knew he was nervous. "I'll stand with you." Herm hopped up and his now hard cock just bounced everywhere. We were all a little mesmerized. Carlina hopped up too and led him over to the small staircase up to a platform. People kept falling off the furniture, so Bob had this built. Much safer.

Carlina whispered something to him and then gave his cock a little stroke and then pushed him up the stairs. He looked down at Carlina and she nodded.

"I declare a Top 10!" shouted Herm, throwing his arms in the air, which made his cock bounce. The proper response is for everyone to throw their arms up and yell Top 10, but in this case, a joint moan preceded it.

The moan is pretty common. Herm has a big smile on his face. Joy. I love it.

Everyone crowded around and they all let the smaller people move up front.

"Carlina tells me that I can name the Top 10, but also invite others to join in. She suggested I say the words everyone is welcome," said Herm. I had a feeling for what was coming, so I had my hands over my ears. I looked over and Jessica did too. She smiled.

You see, the cheer was a bit deafening. It startled Herm and he looked at me and I smiled. This was truly changing his entire outlook.

Everyone quieted down and waited. Suddenly he looked stricken and leaned down to Carlina, who laughed and nodded.

"My number one is Jessica and, if it is possible, I'd like her to ride me cowgirl," he said, a little quietly. Jessica jumped up. She doesn't have anything to bounce yet, but the sight is still breathtaking.

"Hell, yes, it is possible," shouted Jessica, who then danced a bit. We all waited. And watched. I looked at Amy and she shrugged and nodded.

"Next up is Bob. I'd like Bob to fuck me, in a train, while I fuck Leslie." Leslie and Bob jumped up and started dancing together. Bob's cock kept slapping Leslie in the stomach and her breasts were quivering away.

"That's only three," shouted Carlina. The crowd yelled 3. That's not a thing, but it felt right. Yes, I yelled it.

"DP with Gabe and Amy, with me in the middle," he said. That was another deep moan from the crowd. Gabe and Amy got up and for some reason kissed, which led to Amy vibrating through a nice orgasm, which appeared to be contagious, because every woman in the room immediately went off.

Our apologies to Gina, Amai, Shannon, and Juanita, who are all here and just used up their first.

Remei closed her eyes when she realized what was about to happen. Good move, Remei.

"Next five," chanted the audience.

"Jameis and Maite. They take turns fucking me, then I fuck them both," said Herm. They both hopped up and Maite ran off and came quickly back, with a double-ended dildo already inserted. Herm was staring at it.

"It's a mold of Jameis' cock," she said. "On both ends."

Damn.

"My last three are Carlina, Tegan, and Nan," said Herm. "Together." The crowd went silent.

"It's a good thing Kaia is here," said Carlina.

"Us, too," shouted Elena, who was here with Frida. "You might need us all." Bill stood up, with his little stiffy sticking out.

"I promise to personally monitor the situation," said Bill, in his serious doctor voice.

That broke up the room, but Jessica walked over and took Herm's hand and walked him down the few steps. She led him over to the lounge and helped him lay back. She crawled up his legs, picked up his huge cock, and started to position it.

"Don't you need lube?" asked Herm, somewhat startled.

"Nope," said Jessica, just hammering herself all the way on to his cock. "Plenty wet."

This was a sight to see.

That's when I realized who was standing in the fluffer spot. I think a lot of people realized because my moan wasn't alone.

It is Morgon and Luke.

They. must. have. turned. 9.

Carlina must have explained because Herm pointed at Benji and then at his own mouth. Herm's got some skills because he was keeping Jessica on a plateau. He is also deepthroating Benji.

A joy to watch.

We didn't get to talk to Bob about my idea for almost 3 hours. Now, read that again as a good thing. I guess I'll keep narrating a bit. Benji came first, all over Jessica and Herm. Bill jumped in to do cleanup, but a young woman I've never met licked Benji clean. I found out she is Melissa and 10. She's also adorable and dragged Benji to another lounge and is bouncing and down on this 6'3" kid. Who is 8. This place is weird.

Leslie damn near pushed Jessica off the lounge and climbed up on her knees. Herm repositioned her on her back, with a pillow under her ass. He smiled at her.

"You're too beautiful to not be able to see you," said Herm. Leslie laughed.

"You just want to play with my tits," said Leslie. She squeezed them together and then took a moment to suck on each nipple.

"Slide up," said Leslie. "Fuck my tits until Bob is ready."

This was wonderful. His big thick cock sliding between her stunning breasts. On every stroke, the top few inches slid into Leslie's mouth.

He quickly had to stop but timed it wrong. Leslie got one hell of a facial. It made her laugh, which made her open her mouth, which meant much of it went into her mouth. Which she liked. She kissed it all back to Herm. He looked around and was staring right at me and slowly opened his mouth, showing me the cum on his tongue.

I am not a stupid girl. I sucked his tongue right into my mouth.

Herm got hard again. He moved and slid his cock into Leslie and Bob slid his cock into Herm. Herm was kind of mauling Leslie's breasts, which Leslie liked. She waved me over.

To sit one her face. Damn she is good at this. I squirted, she squirted, Herm came and so did Bob. I took the brunt of it on my face and chest, but it dripped down on Leslie's tits too.

Morgon and Luke did a fine job of cleaning me up. They kissed it all to Valeria. Oh my.

"All cum should go to Valeria," declared Bob. How thoughtful. People kept coming up to kiss more cum to Valeria. A few came up offering it from the tap. Let me tell you, watching Valeria suck off Amai was an incredible turn on.

Which can't surprise you.

I sure don't get it

I'm short and skinny and lack confidence. I have a big dick, so I guess that's good. But Jessica, Bob, and Leslie all in a row was a surprise.

With Morgon and Luke doing cleanup.

And Bill. Lots of Bill.

And I am not done! Queen Amy came up and told me to move her to the back. If I ran out as she put it, I could come back and spend the night with Bob, Pari, and her. Then she made sure I understood that invitation was open and I was encouraged to fuck her and Pari today.

I like Amy's suggestions.

Which mean Jameis and Maite are up. They walked up with Tomas. God, he is gorgeous. He introduced his Dad, Vincente, and asked if the two of them could join in.

I didn't find out until later that they are Maite's brother and father.

Their family is quite close.

We'll leave it at that.

Finally got to chat

I finally found a moment with Bob, Herm, and Elena. I had a suggestion and didn't know if it made sense or would be offensive. This is Kaia, but you probably figured that out.

"So here's my thinking. We have a number of people that have erectile dysfunction, for a variety of reasons. We also have people that can still get erect, but when they cum, nothing comes out. They've had surgery, most likely prostate cancer surgery, and are shooting dry," I said. "In the first case, we can usually fix the problem, but not always. In the second case, we have no solution."

"Damn, I'd miss a hard-on and cum," said Bob.

"Exactly," I said. "Let's take them out of order. For the guy that just can't cum, we'd offer people that were willing to join them and provide cum. It would be up to the person and their partner, or partners, to suggest methods. The helper, so to speak, would obviously have a final say. Many might just jack off and cum where they're told. Others might actively join in."

"I'd do that," said Bob.

"Me too," said Herm.

"You realize that a number of these people would not be in great shape," I said. "Likely big."

Herm and Bob looked at each other and said it together.

"So?" they said. Herm said "jinx" and then quicky looked panicked. Bob leaned in.

"May I please kiss you?" he said, to Herm, who nodded.

It appears we're taking a break. That escalated into Herm fucking Bob, who was fucking Elena. It was fun to watch.

Who am I kidding? I slid under Elena and ended up with both cums on me. It's a good thing I was with such thoughtful people. Just as they finished, Valeria walked in, they kissed it all to her, and she walked back out.

"How did she time that?" I asked. Bob looked at me.

"She just knew," said Bob, like that made sense. But it kind of does.

I have a new job

I didn't exactly expect it, but they asked, so I agreed. This is Herm. By the way, the kiss with Bob was amazing.

But you knew that.

Kaia worked on setting up the program, but she has a full-time job and was doing it as a volunteer. Bob had the signup app setup quickly, but the entire process was going slowly until the day Kaia and Bob asked if we could meet.

Given I have figured out that they are sometimes meetings/orgies, I was happy to meet. OK, not sometimes, usually. Often. Always. Always works.

This time we met at Bob's house. That's always a good thing. I'd been back several times since that fateful day, although I've never called a Top 10 again. I have been chosen to be in a Top 10 more than once and I don't get it. I got to Bob's and it is a fairly small group tonight. No more than fifty people and they were almost all family. I know they were all inner circle. Some I hadn't met, like Ruby, which is funny, because Tomas has fucked me in the ass. Tavi and Amara. Antonio and Stella. Lots of originals, which is really cool. Sophia.

Wow.

I have learned that meetings/orgies usually start with the meeting because of the exact situation that happened my first time. Our meeting was delayed three hours. More important, or so they say, is that it keeps meetings short because, you know, orgy.

We met outside, on their giant deck, in a little sitting area at one end. We all sat down and caught up a bit, but Bob could tell I was distracted. He turned around to see what I was looking at and laughed.

Jessica was lying on a lounge, by herself, masturbating.

"Go help her," said Bob. "We'll wait. She can have an exception."

Oh yay. I walked over and her eyes were closed, so I stepped in the sunlight and cast a shadow. She opened her eyes and gave me the most luminous smile. I had to quickly close my eyes but didn't make it. I hadn't even said hello yet and I had just covered her with cum.

Oh.

"You did that on purpose, didn't you?" I asked and she laughed. She looked over at her Dad and he nodded. Oh yeah, they were all watching. She patted the lounge next to her and I laid down. She got on her knees and started licking my cock. Cum was dripping on me, but she didn't lick it up. I did notice that she had positioned herself so that the people in the meeting got a great view. She even spread her legs a bit.

I looked over and Kaia is bouncing on Bob and Elena is doing the same on Frida. With a damn big dildo. When I looked back, Jessica was scooping up a lot of cum and used it to give my cock a couple strokes.

Lube. Oh, God.

Then she lifted up and so gently lowered herself onto my cock. The first time had been a power fuck. You know. That time.

This time Jessica made love to me. She gently bounced while licking and sucking on my nipples. She was also scooping up more cum and feeding it to me. Just then Bill walked up and climbed up on the couch. He stuck his cock in between us and we both knew what to do.

We shared it. Bill came first, and to my surprise, there was cum. A lot of cum.

Well gosh. Cum. We like cum. It was such a turn on, and Jessica lifted up off and aimed my cock right at herself.

It was a lot more cum. She finally rolled off and pointed at me and at the cum. I got on my knees, positioned like she had been, and started licking, but they didn't see much of me.

Because Bill slid into my ass.

I like meetings. I finally got Jessica cleaned up and suddenly she was just covered with cum. Some from Bill, but standing next to us was Orlando, with his cock in his hand.

So I dove right into cleanup again.

Which was when Orlando fucked me in the ass.

"Hey," shouted Kaia. "Last cum. We've got a meeting over here. Just cum on him and leave it. We'll clean it up later." I turned and looked, and Kaia was covered with cum, too.

I think that set off Orlando. He looked too.

Now I am drenched and sitting on an outdoor couch with Elena on one side and Frida on the other. Who keep licking me.

Our meetings are more fun than your meetings.

My first time volunteering

Orlando here. Remember Herm's project? Today, I'm offering the cum requested. It isn't like I'm going to complain that I get to cum. Right? Anyway, I'm on my way to Jermont's house. With his permission, I know a little about his situation. He's in his fifties, with Type 2 diabetes, which has caused erectile dysfunction. He's a big guy. A really big guy. The doctor has made it clear that his weight is a part of the problem, but it is difficult to take that first step.

That's not my point, though. I'm not judging. I'm here to provide the cum. Jermont just asked me to jack off on him. Some on him and some in his mouth. I'm good with that. I rang the bell and he called out for me to come in. It felt weird to use a doorbell. We all just walk in, but it seemed appropriate. I found him in the living room, sitting in a recliner.

"Hi," I said. "I'm Orlando." Jermont laughed.

"I'm Jermont. Thanks for the introduction. I never would have known who you are," said Jermont. He laughed again. "What I don't understand is why you're here."

"You know all about the program. You signed up!" I said.

"Yeah, I did, but I didn't expect a prince to show up," he said, softly.

This time I laughed.

"You realize we all think the royalty shit is just hilarious, right?" I said. "I'm just a normal horny guy that is happy to help."

"Still don't get it," he said. I just smiled. What can I say?

"Now, I know you just asked for me to jack off and cum on you, and I'm happy to do that, but I'm open to other alternatives. Happy to have you blow me, happy to fuck you, really all your choice," I said.

"You'd fuck me or let me blow you," he said, with disbelief.

"I guess I don't understand the question. Sure. Heck, you can blow me and then I'll last longer when I fuck you," I said. "If there is an interest."

"There is," he said, smiling.

"May I ask you a personal question?" I said.

"I think you're owed one, given our upcoming intimacy," said Jermont.

"You don't have to answer," I said. "I'm being nosy, but for good reason. I know you can't get erect, but can you cum from a hand job or blowjob?"

"A hand job, no," he said. "I've given it my all. I don't know. No one is really dropping by to blow me."

"I will," I said. "For sure. Happy to give it my best to see if it works."

"Now you're adding blowing me to your list," he said.

I just nodded. What could I say?

"What order would you like?" I said.

He responded by waving me over and engulfing me in his mouth. Sure I'm naked. Why would I bother with wearing clothes?

Jermont is good at this. Stunningly, amazingly good at it.

About half went down his throat and the rest is all over his chest and dripping onto his cock.

"Cleanup," I said, laughing. I leaned over and did just that. He happily accepted the kisses too. I finally got into position and took him in my mouth. It was interesting, since he didn't get hard, but he seemed to be enjoying it. It took a while, but I am determined, and I finally took about half in my mouth, like he did for me, then sprayed myself with the rest. I leaned in and kissed him his own cum and leaned over so he could lick me clean.

Which he is also quite good at. I got hard, to my shock. OK, maybe not a shock. He handed me a bottle of lube.

Awesome.

We positioned him over the back of the couch, and I didn't make it a power fuck. It was slow and gentle until it wasn't slow and gentle. I asked, and he wanted me to cum inside him, so I did. Voluminously.

Come on. Voluminously. Referencing cum.

"May I lick it out?" I asked, to his total disbelief. He just nodded, so I put my all into it, while reaching under to stroke him.

Apparently he can cum from a hand job, just not his own.

We were both worn out at that point, so I suggested a dip in his jacuzzi. We had a nice chat, got cleaned up, and dried off to head home.

"Thanks," I said. "That was fun. Let me know if you'd like a repeat."

He just stared at me.

"You'd do that again," he said.

"Why not!" I said. "Hell, Top 5 blowjob ever."

This time he just stared at me, so I gave him a quick kiss and headed home.

Happy to have made him happy.

Goin' back the next day

I'm going back. This is Orlando. Not for sex, although I'm not averse. You'll see. I rang the bell and he yelled for me to come in.

"You didn't even ask who it was!" I said.

"I don't get a lot of visitors. We're in Robertville. The chances of a good visitor, rare as they are, was better than a bad visitor," said Jermont.

"OK, you have me there," I said. "Come on. We're going for a walk."

He looked at me like I was insane.

"Doesn't have to be far," I said. "End of the driveway and back. Maybe the end of the street. Whatever you can do today. Tomorrow, we'll add a few more steps."

"You're coming back tomorrow," said Jermont. "To walk with me."

"Maybe not me," I said. "If I am available, yeah, me, but I won't always be. But if you're OK with it, someone will be here every day until you tell them to stop."

"And they'll all blow me," he said, with some heat.

OK, I laughed.

"Oh yeah," I said. "Well, maybe not all, because some might not be 9 yet, but those that can will. We like sex. You give great blowjobs. How are you at licking pussy?"

I decided to be blunt. Oh my, he blushed.

"Is that a blush from lack of skill, an excess of skill, or a lack of opportunity?" I asked. He laughed.

"Entirely lack of opportunity," he said.

I just nodded.

"Let me ask you something," he said. "I gave your permission to write up yesterday in the journal and I read it. Hard to read. Oh, I just made a bad pun."

"Yeah, you've got to tell Dad that one. He rewards Dad jokes," I said. "It will be the best blowjob you've ever had." Now he's just staring at me.

"Your Dad would blow me. King Bob," said Jermont.

"Sure, but what did you want to ask?" I said.

He looked a little stricken, so I waited.

"In every journal entry, you describe, in a lot of detail, the people having sex. With one exception. Me," said Jermont.

Shit.

"Wow," I said. "I guess I was going for privacy, but damn, I did that. OK, describe yourself. We'll add it to this entry." He just looked at me.

And waited me out.

"Well played, well played," I said. "How about this. Tall, at about 6'3", gorgeous thick dark hair, funny, truly attractive, could lose a few pounds. Four inch cock, soft, and a big cummer. Gives great head."

"That's your description. Of me," he said.

This time I waited him out, until he laughed.

"Let's go," I said. I held out my hand and pulled him to his feet. I didn't explain and he didn't ask why it was so easy.

You know why.

We made it to the driveway three doors down and he needed to stop and rest for a bit. Once he caught his breath, we walked back home. We got there just as someone else arrived.

Sonny. You remember Sonny. Damn she's fine. Among other things, she is a nutritionist and an incredible cook. I greeted her as I always greet her, with a big hug and a kiss.

"Jermont, this is Sonny," I said. "I may be overstepping, and it won't insult either one of us if you tell us to go away, but Sonny is a nutritionist and chef. If you're open to it, she'll design a meal plan for you. The meals will be delivered until you tell her to stop."

"I also give incredible blowjobs," said Sonny. Which got a little twitch from Jermont.

You know where.

"May I?" she said. He just nodded. Which is how Jermont got an incredible blowjob from Sonny, while standing on his front porch. Two neighbor kids walked by and just waved.

"They just waved," he said. "Like nothing was happening."

I waved the two kids over, to Jermont's surprise, given he is still getting that blowjob. They walked up and openly watched.

"Cover us," said the young man, who looks to be about 11.

"Yeah," said the young woman, who appears to be about 10.

"I'm Elanora and he's Keenan," she said. "I'm 10 and he's 11, so entirely of age. May we help blow you?"

Jermont just nodded. Both kids are already naked, which seems good. They dropped down on each side of Sonny and helped out in a clearly skilled way until Jermont couldn't hold off. Sonny aimed his cock and all three of them are covered. Just covered.

"That's a lot of cum," said Elanora, as she scooped up some off her incredible nipple bump and stuck her finger in her mouth.

We're all kind of mesmerized. She looked at Jermont.

"Want a lick?" she said, thrusting her other nipple bump out.

He did. He licked around her nipple, and kissed it to Keenan, I think to his own surprise. Then he turned back and just latched on to the still cum covered nipple.

And sucked.

Keenan held her up.

"It was predictable," said Keenan. "We noticed you out for a walk. Any time you want company, we'll go for a walk with you."

Jermont just stared.

"Why?" said Jermont.

"Well, mostly because I hope you'll do that again," said Elanora, still a little woozily. "No, I'm kidding, but it is a silly question. You want someone to walk with, we'll walk with you. Hell, every single person on this street would."

She has a point.

I haven't been back in too long

Life intruded and I haven't been back to see Jermont in way too long. I've texted and talked to him, pretty often, but all he will say is he is getting stronger. He invited me to drop by, which I thought was encouraging, and suggested I come about 1400. He said someone else would be there, too, that I knew. He's all supersecret, but that's cool.

Stealing the pen

I'm going to steal the pen for a tangent. Orlando won't read it until after he comes over. Or cums over. So I can tell the story.

This is Carlina. I'm in the program too and, I admit, enjoying it. Yes, difficult times, but I can help. Sometimes I bring Gabe. Sometimes I bring Tegan. Yesterday I brought Luca, but that's yet another tangent.

So I met Jermont when he was about three weeks into his daily walks. He still couldn't go far but was making it around the block. Progress. I was going to meet him today and thought I'd up the game a bit. No pressure, just an offer.

I arrived in a cart, with a carrier on the back. I'd brought along two bikes. Bicycles. I got mine off and rolled it and parked it next to the door, then did the same for the bike I brought for Jermont. This isn't my first time at Jermont's.

Let's just say he is quite skilled at getting a girl off. OK, a tangent in a tangent. Back to that first time. I arrived a bit early and rang the doorbell to the same "come in" he got from Orlando. I walked into the living room and he's sitting in the chair but wearing workout shorts and tennis shoes.

Progress.

Me, just the shoes. I walked into a gasp from Jermont.

"You're Carlina," he said. "You're famous!"

"And I thought the gasp was because I'm a sexy little thing," I said, striking a pose.

His moan rocked the house. OK, I laughed.

Just then, someone walked in the front door carrying dinner. They smiled at Jermont and set it all up on the table, setting two place settings. All without saying anything. She started to leave, and I stopped her.

"Tell him," I said, so only she could hear. She shook her head no and I stepped aside. I wasn't going to pressure her.

"Why are there two meals and why is it early?" asked Jermont.

"I hope you don't mind," I said. "I thought we could have dinner."

"You'd have dinner with me?" asked Jermont.

"Dude, stop it," I said. "Orlando likes you a lot. Everyone that has met you likes you a lot. How often are Keenan and Elanora over?" I said.

"A lot," he said, with a big smile. I just shook my head. The kids are there, I'll bet, but he's not.

Soulmates.

We sat down and had the most joyous dinner. He's funny and snarky and when he opens up, a genuinely nice guy. I haven't laughed like that in a while. We finished up and I helped clean up and then we went for a walk.

Two times around the block. It took a lot out of him. We got back to the house and I led him into the master bedroom and into the bathroom. I took off my shoes and helped him undress too. I went over and warmed the shower. Yeah, yeah, bent over and flashed my pussy.

We all do it.

I took his hand and pulled him into the shower and washed him. Everywhere. When he was all clean, I dropped to my knees, still under the warm water, and took him in my mouth.

I put my best effort into it. He didn't last long.

I didn't want it to wash away, so I held it all in my mouth until I could kiss it to him.

Top 5 kiss ever.

He picked up a washcloth and raised his eyebrows. Oh hell, yes.

"Oh hell, yes," I said, realizing I needed to say it out loud.

He proceeded to wash me. So gently. He avoided all those spots and ended on an incredible shampoo.

I mean incredible.

"You missed some pretty important spots," I said.

"You're OK with me touching you?" he asked, with clear fear in his voice.

"Yes," I said, a little more gutturally than I anticipated. He was tentative, but did get me clean, although it didn't do much for me.

The man needs training. I pulled him over to the bed and laid him back.

"Let's have a lesson," I said. I got on my knees and gave him a detailed anatomy lesson, with me as the model.

Then we did a lab class.

The dude is a fast learner. We ended with me straddling his face.

Sorry about ruining the bedspread.

He didn't seem to mind.

"Dude, make sure you offer that to anyone with a vagina that comes over," I said.

"Anyone with a vagina," he said. "Women."

"Not necessarily," I said. "There are several FtM men in the program. MtF women too."

Yeah, that was a moan.

I'm making sure Sam and Remei both drop by. Maybe together.

We even did another lap around the block.

Now, back from the tangent.

I rang the doorbell, which is new, since I always just walk in. Why do we even have doorbells? I waited him out and he came to the door.

He saw the bikes.

"Oh hell, no," he said.

"No pressure," I said. "But the first day we walked together you barely made it past the end of the driveway. Today's goal that we agreed on was a mile walk. I'm still up for the walk but thought we might try the bikes."

"I'm not even sure I can," he said, softly.

"You can try. If you can, great. If you can't, we'll put them in your garage and when you can, we'll try again," I said.

"I know bikes. These are $15,000 bikes. Each," he said.

I didn't see a point in responding to that.

He walked over and picked up the bike and turned it to point to the street. He threw a leg over and just stood there for a minute. I saw a tear in his eye.

"I used to love to ride my bike as a kid," he said.

"Then you should follow my cute little ass," I said, as I rode by him, slowly.

And he did. Hey, I've got a cute little ass!

And the bicycle seat hits in just the right spot. I slowed and he caught up to me and was riding beside me.

"God, this is wonderful," he said.

"This is a different model than you've seen," I said. "If you press the middle of the handlebar stem, there is a button. Then the right handgrip works like a motorcycle. They're ion-powered. That way you can exercise and then continue to enjoy the ride. Maybe even turn it on and off when you need a rest. Try it."

He did and it made him laugh. Then he turned it off again. We rode for over an hour and ended up riding through town.

"You want to stop for lunch," I said, pointing at the Greek restaurant. I pulled up and stopped and put my bike in a rack.

"You'd go out to lunch with me? In public?" said Jermont.

"Oh, come on," I said. "You really have to ask that?"

"You realize you're naked," he said.

I struck a pose and put my fists on my hips.

And yelled it.

"Akimbo!" I yelled. Oh, so did Jermont.

I waited. He waited. Finally his eyebrows shot up and he said it.

"Jinx," he said. Which is why there is a puddle outside the Greek restaurant.

It was a hell of a kiss. As in, I held his hand walking in because I am still a little woozy.

We had a great lunch. Then we went back to his place and tumbled into bed for a long afternoon of fun.

He might not get hard, but he gets harder than he used to.

Progress.

Situational belief in God

Have you ever wondered why atheists sometimes pray? I always have. I really have no religious beliefs but respect those that do. I've attended church services in all our churches and love the uplifting messages. It didn't matter if it was the church, the mosque, or the synagogue.

Then we went to churches outside of our country.

Nope. Still an atheist. Good grief. The hatred spewing from the pulpit. It pissed me off, so I worked with Sheila. She assigned an agent to me and they started investigating. We started with the most egregious churches, which were all in the US.

If you were the leader of a church and leading a lavish lifestyle, we looked into you.

For fun, we threw in the head of the NRA.

There was always evidence. Always. Most didn't even try to hide it. We did learn we had to change our tactics. The first guy we tried to take down, and they were always guys, we shared the information with local law enforcement.

Who promptly buried it. Which just made us dig deeper.

They understood that when we released what we found on the church and all the elected officials to the media.

The national media. Local media was in just as deep.

There was a pretty huge shakeup in the Houston area. We bought the remnants of the church. I'm sure you wonder why.

Because it gave us access to their donation list. Which we refunded to the donors. Every penny.

Sure we took a financial hit. We did every time we did it.

We were OK with that. This is a weird tangent to an important post, so I'll get back on track. I did have to figure out what to do with a 19,000 seat church.

So back to the title. Regardless of my belief system, I am praying today. Ever since Cassie's water broke.

Oh yeah. This is Luke and yes I own a few dozen churches. That has to be one of the weirder tangents.

Recently we've been staying close to home in Robertville. Angie and Athina are close by. We are even back to living with Mom and Dad for now.

Mom insisted and when Mom insists... She has taken to calling them royal decrees. Somehow she thinks that's better.

Sure, Mom.

Who am I kidding? Cassie and I both owe this family our lives. Dad was my uncle.

But he damn sure is my dad now. They have been incredible during the pregnancy. I think they're as excited as we are. I admit we are a little scared. I know we have the best of everything and all, but I think all new parents are scared. Our situation is a bit unique, too.

Cassie wanted to deliver at home, outside, under the sun or stars. It was a beautiful vision that did not take into account the vicious storm sweeping through. I do laugh though. Mom had insisted Angie and Athina spend the night. Royal decree my ass. Leslie says Mom has always been, um, forceful. We'll go with forceful.

Mom knows things, too.

Changing the subject, I have no idea why, but we haven't picked a name yet. We are having a little girl and have discussed hundreds of names. We agreed we would both have our picks and would share them after the birth.

Oh, I need to pass the pen. You're expecting Cassie.

Nope.

How would she even do it?

A woman giving birth couldn't possibly have the pen. I know! OK admittedly one birth and 9 kids but still.

The 9 kids thing is a little weird but wonderful. I am not as wacky as Luke implied.

In full acknowledgement, I probably am.

But today I am excited. I do think Cassie underestimated the younger kids' interest, but I give her credit. The room is a bit packed even though she knows she can clear the room whenever she wants. Luke is on one side, holding her hand. Kevin is on the other, with Rute. Cassie calls them her saviors.

Which they are.

The four youngest are being very respectful but are really interested. They've been researching births for months and worked with Cassie on her birth plan. They are tending to her every need, making sure she has water handy, and helping her walk around. They're all going to be great parents.

I could go into great detail, but the birth was flawless. It was amazing. Right now, Cassie is laying back, with their beautiful baby girl on her chest.

Bob and Orlando are taking nonstop pictures and video.

Now I can turn the pen over. Jessica said she would scribe what Cassie thought to her.

Mom

I admit I didn't expect to be a mom at this point in my life, but it wasn't that long ago that I didn't think I'd survive until this age.

Oops. That seemed to startle Jessica. I asked Rute to tell her the story later. All four kids were curious, so she is going to be blunt with them all. They can handle it.

Our baby is beautiful. I've picked a name and Luke has too. We are going to be hokey, and both says ours together. Then Luke is going to suggest we use my choice. I'm tempted to throw out a completely insane name. I'd been working on that one. Then I realized that Dad and I would find it hilarious and no one else would. Hell, Luke would probably agree to it. I like Dad's jokes.

I might be the only one.

Mom is doing the countdown and hell, yes, she is my mom too.

3-2-1

Lindy.

Jessica nudged me and mouthed the word. Oh. Oh!

"Jinx!" I shouted.

We'd have to wait to discuss this, because right now Luke was leaning over, and we were making out. Quite well I might add.

"How the," we both said. More kissing.

"What," we both said.

"Hold up," said Jessica, in that voice only she can pull off. "Let's wait on the damn kissing for a minute. Lindy is beautiful and all, and it is, but how the hell did you both get there?

"Language," said Mom and we all laughed.

"Fuck you, Mom," said Jessica.

"Not for a few years, dear," said Mom, smiling. Oh, God. Mom and Jessica?

I'm not sure the world will survive. Jessica laughed when I thought that to her and then smirked. Which she will faithfully transcribe.

"My birth, I talk," I said. Luke laughed. OK, dear. You'll always let me go first.

He is so damn sweet. Oh, I'm kidding. He really is sweet.

"I settled on Lindy about 3 weeks ago," I said. "One afternoon I just knew."

Luke was clearly thinking about something.

"Was it Thursday the 13th?" asked Luke. I thought about it.

"Yeah, I think so," I said.

"What time and where were you?" asked Luke. Weird, but OK.

"I was here," said Cassie. "Literally. In this house. Right after lunch. Probably about 1400. Why?"

"Because I was having breakfast in New York," I said. "It was 0704. I happened to look at a clock and remember it."

"We decided on the same name at the same instant in time," I said. He smiled and nodded. Then both of our heads swiveled, and we looked at Mom. Who laughed.

"Not me," she said. Luke and I looked at each other and then our heads swiveled again to Jessica.

"Not me, either," said Jessica. "Just roll with it."

We won't actually roll with it for six weeks.

"There is plenty that we can still do," said Luke.

Point taken.

"One thing to remember is that you can always be underneath," said Mom. "It's still fun to lick."

"Actually," said Angie. "We're doing a study on the postpartum healing process. We believe that frequent orgasms, particularly those brought on orally, will dramatically speed the process. It could shorten it to as few as three weeks."

"Sign me up!" I said.

Just a short little entry about the new parents. The 13 and 9-year-old parents. Crazy.

We're so blessed.

They actually work

Cassiopeia here. We are back on Vino after a heck of a weekend in Paris. Lawrence and Aja suggested we spend a couple days, and they'd have a prototype. In a couple days. These people were all crazy. We did have one heck of a couple days, though.

We filled that few days quite nicely. Yes, yes, lots of fucking, but come on. Vino is fun. We spent time on the beach. We raced in the gocarts. We went parasailing.

We fucked while we were parasailing. It's pretty amazing.

But let's go back to the air conditioners. The point of the post and not even my idea. It was Phary's. The force fields worked spectacularly. It was a small belt pack, and it created a force field and cooled it. Lawrence promised an earring version soon. The funny thing is that the force field was, well, a force field. Feel free to shoot at me, sir, but it won't accomplish anything. We did learn one thing though. Golf balls wouldn't go through it. Phary discovered it the hard way on the first tee. She hit a perfect tee shot, as always, and it went out about 12 feet and bounced back. Luckily, it just grazed her hip, but after it shot past her, it hit the back wall of the force field.

And bounced again. A golf ball hit that hard has a lot of energy. Phary dropped to the ground and covered up her head and eventually the ball used its last energy by smacking her hard in the thigh. She got a golf ball size bruise out of the test.

Lawrence quickly fixed it and let us take ours with us to keep testing. Freaking cool. Ah! A pun. Phary tells me I have to tell Bob and it will be a good thing.

I'm down for that. He'll go down for that. On me. Tee Hee.

This afternoon we were running up to Carmel, Indiana. Sure. Why not. Phary just said she had someone to meet and thought I might like to join in. I had no idea what she was talking about, but I'd follow Phary anywhere.

Given it was a 20-minute flight it didn't seem like we were putting anyone out that much. We landed at what Phary told me was another house on a nice lake.

There were a lot of houses. We went into the garage and hopped into a beater car. You know. A McLaren 720S convertible. What a piece of crap.

God, it is gorgeous. Bright yellow. Wow. Phary still wouldn't tell me where we were going so when we pulled into an assisted living facility I was really confused. We went inside and were escorted to a beautiful sunroom. Sitting there waiting for us was Pete Dye. Wow. He is a freaking legend. I think I was a little awestruck.

He laughed.

"I'll bet you thought I was dead," he said. "I never thought I'd make 94!"

"This is such an honor," I said.

"The honor is mine. Phary has told me all about you," he said. I looked at her and she laughed.

"Sure. Pete and I go way back," she said. They both laughed.

"She found me three days ago," he said. And I thought she had been taking a nap.

"While it is a pleasure to meet two fine young golfers," said Pete. "I'm old. You want something. Cut to the chase."

"We want to build your dream course. The one you've been designing and tweaking for years and years and know no one will build," said Phary. "I'll bet you made a change since we met."

Pete let out a bark. He pulled a set of rolled up plans out from under the blanket in his lap and handed them to Phary. He rolled his wheelchair over to a table and Phary spread them out. He had a hand-drawn design for the entire course. One page per hole. Phary had him walk through it one hole at a time.

Fuck it was stunning. I could see why it was a dream. The holes were complex. Very complex.

"No one will ever build it," said Pete. "The construction costs are prohibitive."

"Let's say we would. Would you suggest we go through Dye Designs?" asked Phary.

"Normally, yes, but I had a different suggestion. I think it might be just right for you. My great-grandson has my eye. Many of the improvements of this design are his. I think you should hire him as your designer," said Pete.

"Perfect," said Phary. "When can we meet him. Where does he live?"

"He is 9 years old," said Pete.

"Great," said Phary. "Let's go see him."

Pete laughed.

"You go on without me," said Pete.

"Why?" asked Phary. "We have a very nice SUV sitting outside and we would all comfortably fit. Wouldn't you like to see his school?"

"Well sure," said Pete.

Which is how we found ourselves driving to the school in a very nice GLS63S that was sitting where the 720S was when we went in. Some things I don't get yet. We got to the school and went in and found Pete's great-grandson. They brought him to the office. I think they're hopeful we'll buy their school. He actually goes by P4. His real name is Peter the 4th. P4.

We have H1, H2, and now P4. Yes, I'd met the Heathers. Can you hear me moan?

He followed her out of class and gave P1 a hug. Yes, I called him P1, and it made him laugh. I like making people laugh.

Phary offered to blow him. P1. Not P4. Oh we'd do anything with P4. He's adorable. I know this is confusing. P1 politely declined as he put it, "not because of a lack of desire, but a lack of ability."

Bummer.

"I had almost 90 years of fucking," he said. "I'm good with still being alive." Yeah, P4 did the same math we did. He both started young and kept going late.

You go, P1.

After the stories I've heard, it's hard to not go back in time to 9-year-old P1.

Wouldn't that be great? I know, I know, no changing history. Heck, I could be P4's great-grandma.

That's freaky and yes, Nan told me all about it.

We dropped Pete off and headed back to the house on the lake. It is pretty near the school. I was just following Phary's lead for now. In fact, I'll pass the pen.

He's a cutie

Peter's a cool kid. He clearly worships his great-grandfather. While we were at Peter's house, I asked to see his dream design. He showed us and it too was spectacular. I told him we would build that too, which confused him. I guess we hadn't exactly explained what was happening. Oh, Phary here.

We had been a little busy.

"I have another one, if you'd like to see it," said Peter, with a smirk. I just nodded. This time it wasn't paper. We sat down at his computer and he fired up his CAD program.

Kids these days.

He was walking us through it and then I noticed the scale.

Oh.

"So you designed this for the moon," I said. He laughed.

"You noticed the scale, didn't you?" said Pete. Why yes I did. I held up a finger and texted Lawrence with an idea for the personal air conditioners. You know, so they'd work on the moon.

"Sure," replied Lawrence. "They already do. Nothing to add. Heck, you could build a golf course on the moon. This is an enhancement to those. We used early versions on Mars."

"OK," I said. "Now we have three places to check out where we will build."

"Three?" said Pete, not quite catching on.

"Your great-grandfather's design, we would build on our islands off of South Carolina," I said. "Your design, we have some options to discuss. This design, we need to check out the best locations too."

He flipped the page on the screen, and it showed how he had mapped it out, near our moon base.

"Cool," I said. "Let's go to South Carolina first, then hop up."

Peter stared at me.

"Hop up?" said Pete.

"You mean to the moon!" shouted Cassiopeia.

Of course.

"Sure," I said. "But let's go to South Carolina first. Diane and Cepos are there."

I don't think Peter knows why he is moaning any more than I do, but I guess the way I said it was moan worthy.

"Oh so you think you're getting some," I said, to Peter. My tone was pitch perfect.

He blushed and stammered.

"I, um, well, hey, Dionysus," said Peter, and I admit, I laughed. So did Cassiopeia.

Then she lifted her shirt and flashed him. Cassiopeia is fitting into our culture quite well. She dropped her shirt, and we went downstairs. His mom was in the kitchen, so we walked in together. It didn't even faze her that Peter came down from his bedroom with two girls.

"Hi," I said. "I'm Phary and this is Cassiopeia. We're new friends of Peter's. We're headed to a resort island off South Carolina, to choose a location to build P1's design. Then we're heading up to the moon to scope out the location for Peter's moon design."

"That sounds cool," said his mom. "Have fun."

Peter just stared at his mom.

"Seriously?" said Peter. "You barely let me cross the road alone."

"Sure," said his mom. "How often do you get this opportunity? I would never stand in your way. Are you kidding? The moon!"

"What makes you believe this story is even real?" said Peter. "It is unbelievable!"

"Well, dear," said his mom. "There is a space plane in our front yard, so that gave me a bit of a hint of authenticity, don't you think?"

Peter ran to the front window.

"There is a space plane in our yard!" he shouted.

"It does seem reasonable, given your destination," said his mom. She turned to me.

"Do you need me to sign any permission papers?" asked his mom.

"Not for a moon trip," I said. His mom laughed a little.

"Not what I meant," said his mom. We finally found out his mom is Olivia.

Olivia is gorgeous, but we'll come back to that. Hopefully cum back to that.

Telling Bob. Maybe borderline, but Bob will still reward me.

"Are you asking her if you need to give permission for me to have sex with everyone?" asked Peter, clearly stunned.

"Seems like that would be a good thing," said Olivia. "Sex is fantastic and you might have some amazing opportunities. I might be crossing the line, but my guess is both of these gorgeous young ladies would ride you like a bull on our couch if this was a consulate."

"Well, yeah," I said, laughing. "Then again, I'd go down on you in a heartbeat, Olivia, and teach Peter how to do it."

Which got a moan from both Peter and Olivia.

Promising, isn't it?

Just then, we met P3. Peter's dad, Joe. Yeah, that makes no sense, does it? Peter Joseph goes by Joe. He had walked in right before Olivia's sentence. They didn't realize until he joined the moan. But he isn't staring at me. Or Cassiopeia.

He's staring at Peter.

Life is fun.

"So why don't we do this," I said. "We'll head over to South Carolina for a couple days. Then we'll swing back and pick you two up and head to the moon. While we work on the course layout, you two can spend time at the Gamma resort."

Oh boy, more moans.

"Wait, wait," said Peter. "I'd be able to fuck Mom while Dad fucks me?" I think he was going for shock value, but it was his dad that answered the question.

"Middle of a train," he said, softly.

Oh this is going well.

"We'll pick you up Friday at 6," I said. "Plan on the weekend."

"What should we pack? Is it shorts casual? Formal? I have no idea," said Olivia.

"You don't need to pack anything," said Cassiopeia. "You're going to a Gamma resort. You'll leave your clothes in the plane and put them back on when we leave."

Yeah, moan central today.

With that, Cassiopeia took Peter's hand and led him to the front door. I followed right behind. Come on. Two cute little asses.

I would follow Cassiopeia anywhere and Peter is a bonus.

Gonna have fun.

I might be dreaming

This can't be real. I'm headed off for a sex filled couple of days and then we'll pick up my parents for an even bigger sex filled couple of days.

"So, our normal week," said Phary.

"Oh, come on," I said. "You can read my mind?"

"Yes," said Cassiopeia and Phary, together, then Cassiopeia added "jinx".

Wow, that payoff was spectacular, and we haven't even taken off yet.

"This is going to be disappointing when I wake up from this dream," I said. Well, it is.

They both laughed and walked over and pushed me back on the couch. They have a couch on their space plane.

Now Cassiopeia is kissing me. This is what kissing is all about? Oh I'm all in.

Then she stopped and sat up.

"You've never kissed a girl?" she asked. I shook my head no.

"Are you a virgin?" asked Phary.

"I'm 9," I said.

"Not really an answer in our world," said Phary. "But I'll take that as yes. Then we need to talk."

See! I knew it was too good to be true.

"No, no," said Phary. "I'll still do you, repeatedly, but you can only have one first time. Now, just to be clear, it wouldn't be your first time with a boy, correct?"

I wonder what shade of bright red I am right now.

"You know we all think that's a turn on, right?" said Cassiopeia. "Come on, we were just talking about your dad fucking you in the ass."

OK, that made me laugh.

"Point taken," I said. "My best friend, Danny, and I have been experimenting for a long time. Sometimes his sister, Daniella, joins in, but all she and I have done is play doctor."

"How old are they?" asked Phary.

"Danny is 9, like me," I said. "Daniella is 10."

I do not know why they are both moaning, but I appear to be joining them.

"Think to them and invite them," said Phary.

"Huh?" I said. Wow aren't I erudite.

"Erudite?" said Phary. "Oh man, we're rewarding you for that. We love fun words. I'm telling Bob and Amy you used erudite. They'll reward you. Oh, I mean fuck you. That middle of the train if you want. We like Bob and Amy's rewards."

These chicks are nuts.

Now they're both laughing.

"You'll see," said Cassiopeia. "We invited them for the weekend. We thought your parents would enjoy them. Now, tell us where to find Danny and Daniella. Can we assume you'd like them to join us?"

"You can do that?" I squeaked. Yeah, I did. I'm 9.

"We can ask," said Phary. "But the moon is a pretty big draw. Are both sets of parents friends?"

"Oh yeah," I said. "They do everything together."

"Everything?" said Phary. Oh my. Oh wow.

"Now that you ask, I think that is possible," I said. "Just things I've caught here and there. They're very discrete."

"Did you invite them?" asked Phary.

"I have not left your sight," I said. Phary laughed.

"In your head, think what you want them to hear," said Phary. "Picture them both, then think it. They'll hear you if my guess is correct."

"Now, that's just nuts," I said.

"Picture the two of them in a favorite setting," said Cassiopeia. "I'm going to read you and I'll describe the picture you're thinking."

Yeah, sure, but OK. I thought of the last time the three of us played a little. It was the farthest we've ever went, which wasn't very far, but we were all naked, which is a good step. We want to do more, but we are nervous. OK, Danny and I do more, and Daniella loves to watch.

"I'll bet she does," laughed Phary. "I love to watch man sex."

Say what.

"Oh they're gorgeous," said Phary.

"They are," said Cassiopeia. "Daniella is at that perfect bigger than a nipple bump, not yet an A cup stage."

"Puffies!" they both shouted. This time Phary said it and I spend a few minutes watching them make out.

A very pleasurable few minutes.

"I like Danny's cock," said Phary. "It's a nice ass cock. Long for his age, but a bit thin."

"Yes, it is," I said, a little more guttural than I intended. Right now I'm remembering the last time he buried that cock in my ass.

And both girls are moaning.

Phary just shrugged. She got up and sat in the pilot's seat.

"Where do they live?" asked Phary. I pointed out the front window of the plane at the house across the street. Phary laughed.

"Well that's handy," said Phary. "Let's go see them." Cassiopeia stood up too. I pointed at her chest. She looked down and laughed. You see, she's wearing a tank top and Phary had pulled it to the side when they had kissed, exposing her breast. Cassiopeia laughed and adjusted her shirt. It is even sexier now. Tight, thin, and a touch sheer, and no bra.

That's when Phary lifted her shirt and flashed me. I had to close my eyes and take some deep breaths.

You would have too.

We got back out of the plane and walked across the street. Normally I just walk in, but since I was bringing other people, I rang the bell.

"Hell, we don't even have doorbells," said Phary. "Everyone is welcome to walk in. I live on the campus of a school. Every student on campus knows they can just walk in the door and if I have time, we'll fuck."

"Every student?" I squeaked. I'm 9. I squeak.

"It is actually a sign you're pretty far through puberty," said Phary. "Which is advanced. Do you cum?"

"Did you just ask me if I cum?" I asked, and they both laughed.

"Riding you like a bull, dude," said Cassiopeia. "A girl likes to know."

"No," I said, in what came out as a sad voice. They laughed again.

"Soon, my young friend," said Phary. "After all, Prince Luke just became a father."

OMG. I can't wait.

"You can't wait until Luke is a father?" said Phary.

I just stared at them until they laughed.

"I'm telling Bob that one," said Phary. "It was so bad you just stared at me. He'll love it. I'm thinking cowgirl, so I can lean over, and Orlando can fuck me in the ass at the same time."

"Father/son DP," I said. "Sounds fun."

"It is," said Cassiopeia, in a guttural voice.

"You two are fun," I said. That just got me smiles.

Barely made it.

"Temper the smiles when you both smile, please," I said, joking with them.

"OK," they both said. Which is why when Daniella opened the door, Cassiopeia and Phary were in the middle of an impressive kiss.

"Not sure what's going on, but two gorgeous young women are making out on our porch and there appears to be a space plane parked in your front yard," said Daniella. "I have a suspicion that this is about to be the best day of my life."

Just then Danny stepped into the door with Daniella. A little moan slipped out of Phary.

"Sorry," said Phary, laughing.

"He got a moan, and I didn't? said Daniella. Phary bent her finger in that weird come here motion. Daniella appears to have understood it better than I did, because she's making out pretty passionately with Phary right now.

Now she is in the throes of a pretty big orgasm.

Just as Danny's mom walked up. She patiently waited until Daniella calmed down.

"Not sure what's going on, but two gorgeous young women are on our porch and one of them just made Daniella cum with a kiss. There also appears to be a space plane parked in Peter's yard," said their mom. "It feels like this might be the best day of your lives, kids."

"I just said that!" said Daniella.

"Not sure what you need from me, but they have permission to do anything they want," said their mom, just as their dad walked up. He looked at Cassiopeia and Phary, then at the space plane.

"Not sure what's going on," he said.

"We know!" said, well, everyone.

"Jinx," said their mom.

Oh boy.

"We'd like to invite both families to spend the weekend at the Gamma resort on the moon," said Phary. "During which we will all be able to collect on that jinx and much, much more."

Pretty sure neighbors heard that group moan.

"Let us pack," said their mom.

"Why would you pack?" said Cassiopeia. "We have all the personal items, and you won't be wearing any clothes."

Which she said just as Olivia and Joe walked up.

"So let us catch up," said Olivia. "I'm inferring, but given what you just said, we're all invited to the moon, where the kids can all lose their virginity and then join a group orgy with all of us?"

"Yes," screamed, well everyone.

Including Olivia and Joe.

"Jinx," said Olivia. "You're all pretty predictable."

Yeah, we are.

"I'm Londen, by the way," said their mom. "He's Asher. I thought we should introduce ourselves before all the fucking."

"Mom!" said Daniella and Danny.

Danny said it. Proudly.

Daniella came in for the kiss. One hell of a kiss. I mean incredible.

Daniella will need new shorts. Danny broke the kiss just in time.

"Yeah, I could tell you were close," said Daniella.

"I didn't say anything," I said.

"Sure you did," said Danny. "You said you broke the kiss just in time."

"I heard it too," said Daniella.

The rest of us are all smiling.

"Soulmates," said all four parents.

And Cassiopeia.

"You were pretty predictable too," said Cassiopeia. "Might be best if we don't pay that one off on your front porch, given I am 14. It will also be a lot more fun when we're naked."

Why yes it will.

"So, if given the opportunity, would the four of you marry?" asked Phary, to the adults.

"Yes," they all shouted. Shouted!

"I think we can dispense with the jinx," said Phary. "It's not going to add anything that isn't going to happen. Repeatedly. We'll talk about how to make that happen. After all, the three kids will marry soon."

Yeah, that got her stares, then acceptance.

"Any fantasy partners you want us to invite?" asked Cassiopeia. "There are a lot of you, so let's say two each. Remember, in our world everyone is bisexual, so if you want to experiment, or already know your pleasures, everyone is on the table. You know the rules. Let's have the adults go first. Remember, anyone 9 or older. Your kids can go down to 7, although 5 with some limitations."

"That's all true?" said Olivia. "What the rumors said?"

"Oh yeah," said Cassiopeia. "I've only been involved with Dionysus for a short time, but let me tell you... Of course I won't because discretion is important to us all."

"Understandably," said Asher.

"Bob and Amy," blurted out Joe.

"Hold up," said Asher. "Bob? We've wasted years without me knowing that side of you?"

"I didn't think I was interested," said Joe. "Then I read all about Dionysus. The men are all so open about their bisexuality, but I still wasn't sure if you had the interest and was afraid it would ruin what we have."

"Pretty sure it will improve it," said Danny. "I love it when Peter fucks me in the ass."

Another moan-a-thon.

"What about you, Londen?" asked Cassiopeia.

"Well, he took my two," said Londen.

"Oh you have got to be kidding," said Mom. "Seriously?"

I cannot wait to watch them together. The thought of Mom and Londen next to Dad and Asher, all doing stuff, is amazing.

Amazing.

"So you need replacements," said Cassiopeia. "Keep in mind that if you pick one member of a group, the others will likely join them. So Joe, pick another."

"Orlando," he said, quickly.

"Nice choice," said Phary. "A very nice choice."

I like these people.

"Morgon and Chris," said Danny's mom.

"Getting you Sophia and Noah," said Phary. This is getting better and better. We went around the room and I'll summarize.

Mom picked Gabe and Ruby. Which apparently gets her both quads.

"I'm spending time with Carlina and Tegan together," said Mom.

Yeah, we all moaned again.

Danny's dad picked Mary Lou.

"Does Mary Lou always bring Amy Lou?" asked Dad.

"Yes!" said Phary and Cassiopeia.

OK, a quick kiss, but they both appear to have had a small orgasm.

Still having fun!

Now it was our turn.

"You first Daniella," said Phary. "Remembering, everyone already picked is available to you."

Daniella drifted off in thought for a bit.

Then she moaned.

"I understand there is something called an exception so that younger kids can fuck older kids," said Daniella. "Is that true?"

"Sometimes," said Phary. "Although likely. I can ask. Unless you mean Jessica, Bill, Nylah, or Colby, then yeah, they'll get an exception."

"For us?" squeaked Dad. Dad. My dad.

"No," laughed Phary. "Only for people under 18."

"Damn," muttered Dad. I hear you Dad, I hear you.

And I am under 18. Whee!

"OK," said Daniella. "Bill and Colby."

"Which gets you Jessica, Nylah, and Karolina," said Phary.

"I know," said Daniella. I've never heard her voice quite that low.

The day continues to improve.

"Danny?" asked Cassiopeia.

"Maite and Diane," said Danny. Oh, God. Good choices.

"Which will get you Jameis," said Phary. "And likely Cepos."

Danny's smile implies he knew that.

My turn.

"Aja and Rylee," I said.

"I freaking forgot Rylee!" said Danny's dad.

"And Danny saved you," said Phary.

"Then again, a group this size gets together, the odds are others come. And cum," said Phary.

"You missed some opportunities though," said Phary. "I'll surprise you. Anyone object to tits and a cock?"

"I freaking forgot Juanita and Amai," said Dad.

Yes you did, Dad, yes you did.

"I already invited them," said Phary. "I also invited Kevin, Gina, and Nan."

"Oh, God," I said. "Nan."

To laughter from the group.

"Let's go," said Cassiopeia. "We'll flip the order and do South Carolina later." We all walked towards the plane and climbed on board.

"Is being on this plane officially Dionysus?" asked Daniella.

Phary nodded.

"And your rules legally apply?" continued Daniella.

Phary nodded again.

OMG. Daniella just walked over and kissed her dad, then kissed her mom. Those were not chaste kisses. Then she kissed my mom and dad.

Danny just kissed my dad.

Just. kissed. my. dad.

Then he kissed everyone else.

Ending with me.

Not a fool. I did the same thing, starting with dad.

"Stop," said Daniella. "It is tempting to all strip and go at it, but we're heading to the moon. If I am losing my virginity, and I am, I am not passing up the opportunity for that to happen on the moon."

Seems like a fair point. She found a seat and sat down. Phary and Cassiopeia sat on a couch and strapped in.

"Aren't you forgetting something?" said Dad.

"We only have to be in the pilots' seats when we dock on the moon," said Phary. "Everyone buckled in?"

Everyone agreed they were.

"Alexa, moon please," said Phary.

"Estimated arrival, 83 minutes," said the plane. In Alexa's voice. Which made Phary laugh.

"The moon is 83 minutes," said Daniella.

Cassiopeia and Phary just nodded. Then they kissed for a bit.

"The jinx was implied," said Cassiopeia.

"And we like to kiss each other," said Phary.

"Understandably," said Londen, who happened to be sitting next to Phary.

Who is now kissing Danny's mom, and has her hand slid into her pants.

I am now watching Danny's mom cum. Loudly. For a long time.

"Best day ever," said Londen, to laughter from us all. We ended up just chatting and getting to know each other, with occasional kissing and petting involved. I'm sitting between Danny and Danny's dad.

And kissing them both.

Finally Alexa announced our pending arrival and Phary and Cassiopeia switched to the pilots' seats. We flew in what looked like an open hanger door, but there were people inside.

"How can that door be open?" I asked.

"Force fields," said Phary.

Sure, force fields.

"Oh just wait," said Phary. "You'll have a better use for force fields. Trust me."

I do Phary, I do. Which resulted in laughter from, well, everyone.

This is kind of cool.

My turn to tell the story

I'm losing my virginity!

Thank God.

Phary and Cassiopeia are joining us, both as whisperers and participants. Are you kidding? Have you seen them? I am looking forward to expanding my girl on girl experience. Then again, I want to see both boys fuck them both.

I'm horny. I'm in the Dionysus world, at least for a bit, and I'm taking advantage of it. In fact, I have it all worked out, assuming the boys have it in them.

Oh they'll have it in me in my plan.

You see, I am their first. Duh. Then they fuck each other. Then they fuck Cassiopeia and Phary. Then they trade. Then they fuck me again.

Do ya have five in ya, boys?

I believe they do.

Now, here is the cool part. Well, another cool part. Let's face it. Three girls. Two boys. On the moon.

I mean literally, on the moon. You see, we all have the force field packs and are naked and walking around the moon right now. Yes, that sentence is both insane and accurate. I have moon dust on my feet. Phary is carrying a big blanket. A big blanket. We found a pretty smooth spot and Phary spread out the blanket.

On the moon. Just felt like I should repeat that.

Let's just go with spectacular. Danny first, then Peter.

Then my plan went awry.

Danny again. In the front. Peter in the back.

My third time and it is DP.

Still only used up two of theirs. Watching them with Phary and Cassiopeia was wonderful, particularly given my view was under Cassiopeia and then under Phary.

I am still vibrating.

Do they have five in them?

Why yes they do.

Did I mention our family was all gathered around to watch?

Well, I'm not a virgin anymore. First my dad, then Peter's dad.

Then they both fucked their sons.

And got fucked by their sons.

Oh you know I went down on both moms.

We were out there for a long time.

Yay!

So much more to this story, but Phary suggested leaving it for now.

Email me. Comments, ideas, and suggestions welcome

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