22 August 2022

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I am freaking out

I know we're doing the right thing. I love Greta with all my heart. I know she loves me just as much. It is just a big step. I suspect every bride has jitters. Except maybe Greta. She is the most put together person I have ever met. Sorry, this is Emma.

I'll bet a lot of people wouldn't recognize me. I have shoulder length hair, and I am wearing a wedding dress. A dress. Me.

It is very simple and incredibly beautiful. Bob helped me pick it out. Yeah, Bob. Bob is amazing in so many ways.

Yeah, you went right to the sex. That's what I meant. Duh. Kidding. Maybe. He truly is a wonderful person in every way.

Our wedding is outdoors at our house in Florida. Gemini. Bob gave us the house. He gave us a huge mansion.

It is pretty nice.

It's a small intimate affair. Only four hundred of our closest friends. Now that sounds ludicrous. Who has 400 friends?

We do. We had fun last night. We laid in bed and went through the entire guest list and shared stories about how we knew them and if we knew them.

The guest list is about 320 people from our new world. About 80 are from our old world, about evenly split between us. We checked off people that we had sex with.

Between us, it was 376 people.

Over 300 had two check marks.

This is a fun place. Shy little Greta is voracious.

Me too.

One thing really surprised me. There are some people that are not a part of this world. Like my grandparents. And Greta's grandparents. We had heart-to-heart conversations with all of them, including our grandparents, that we would have a small reception and dinner, but after dinner it was going to be an orgy. Yes, I used the word orgy with my grandparents.

We offered to ensure they could go back to their hotel if they were offended.

No one took us up on that. They're all staying.

Including our grandparents. Well, they're pretty darn nice people and there is no question that they'll get a lot of polite offers.

Do I want to see my grandparents fucking people? Actually, I kind of do. Not for the visual, but I'd love to see them have fun. OK, I might do them, too. With Greta. And maybe Bob.

It's almost time. We flipped a coin and I lost, so I have to go first. Darn it.

Thank God Emma's the strong one

This is Greta. I know this is the right thing to do, but I am nervous. I'll bet Emma isn't nervous at all. She's so strong. Nothing fazes her. I wish I was that strong. Maybe she'll help me get there. Somehow I am in a wedding dress. I voted for sweats and a t-shirt but was outvoted, which is tough in a two-person relationship. No, that is not fair. I knew what I wanted was to wear a dress as soon as I realized Emma was excited to wear a dress. I was freaking clueless, so I went to my rock. Bob. He went wedding dress shopping with me. I don't know who shopped with Emma, but Bob said he knew what she was wearing and would help ensure they went well together. If Bob knows, it must have been Amy, or maybe Pari. Or Chris. Or Leslie. Can't forget Morgan and Sophia.

OK, I have no idea who went dress shopping with Emma. It's not like anyone else would take Bob dress shopping. He's just my rock.

It is a really simple dress. Cocktail length, which is a little less formal, but so much more me. I hope that I don't look stupid. Emma probably has a long dress. Shit. I'm going to look stupid.

Why did Bob just laugh? Bob's my Master of Honor. Can you have a Master of Honor? I do. So does Emma, which also makes me laugh. Brayan. He's our joint COO and is freaking incredible.

And yes, I meant that way. We love each other, but come on, we're not giving up cock. We talked to Sophia and Morgan about it. They answered us with an orgy. We're not completely sure why that answered the question, but it was the four of us and a giant room full of cock.

Oh. I get it now. Anyway, Brayan. He is with us a lot, both because we work together, and because he is our best friend. He might even be more than that, but one step at a time. Time to go.

My Dad is walking me down. Bob just left to get in position. It is about time. It isn't even weird to my parents that the King of Dionysus is my Master of Honor. It says so much about Bob.

It is time

Emma again. It is time. Brayan just left to get into position opposite Bob. They're the only two standing up with us and honestly, after Greta, they're the two most important people in my life and I say that with no disrespect to my parents. They're amazing, but still don't quite get this world. Oh, they enjoy it, but they don't understand the freedom we have. I have a fucking space plane and so does Greta. For that matter, so does Brayan.

I like Brayan. I might like Brayan. You can do that here. Let's get past this, because I know I want to do this, and then maybe I'll find a time to talk to Greta about it.

Here we go. Dad's with me. Our music is playing. God it is a lot of people. I hope I don't trip. I love my dress. Cocktail length. Oh God. I hope it goes OK with Greta's. Shit. Can I trust Bob knew what he was doing?

Yes I can. OK, let's go Emma.

At least I didn't have to go first

Oh God. Emma looks amazing. Wait. Is that. OK, that's amazing. We're wearing very similar dresses, but with just enough difference. Mine is trimmed in very pale pink. Emma's is in pale lavender.

We look fucking good together. Bob and Brayan are just beaming. I love them both.

This is wonderful and sucks

This really is wonderful. They love each other so much. Oh, this is Brayan. But it is going to change things. Right now we're a trio. We do everything together. It's hilarious. The other night we went to a basketball game. Pacers versus the Magic in Orlando. It was a hell of a game, but not the point of the story. Before the game, they wanted to get a mani/pedi. Most guys would have asked where to meet them. They invited me to get a mani/pedi with them.

So I did. My nails look amazing and I'm fine with thinking that. I even have a clear polish. I played college football. I'm a man's man. I love my nail polish.

See, not all men are all macho bullshit. But we won't do those things anymore. I've had friends that got married and married life consumed them. Well, at least I'll see them at work. I wonder if we'll even still fuck?

Damn.

I am happy for them. And sad.

We had the rehearsal last night, so I know there is a lull right as the minister walks up. Right now. I moved between them quickly and put my arms around both of them.

"I just wanted to say I wish you both the best and am honored to be a part of your wedding. I love you both," I said. They both turned and smiled at me.

"Will you marry us?" said Greta and Emma, to the surprise of the minister that just arrived. Bob looks bemused but not surprised. The minister waited. She'd heard the question. Shit, they're waiting for me.

"Yes, absolutely," I said. "But not now. This is your wedding. We'll have another one soon, and my family can come." Damn, I'm rational.

They both leaned in and kissed me. Pretty freaking passionately.

I moved back into my spot. The wedding was truly beautiful. They wrote their own vows, and both had read them to me. So heartfelt. They are amazing together.

"I now pronounce you married," said the Minister. They both turned around and looked at the entrance to the church door. I turned with them and sitting in the audience was my entire extended family and all my best friends.

"Worst case, they enjoy the reception," said Emma.

"Best case, we turn around and do this again," said Greta. "Your call, no pressure, seriously."

I spun them around and stood between them, facing a grinning minister. Bob tried to slip away, but Greta took his hand and pulled him back beside her.

"It seems that we're not done here today," said the minister, to the cheers of the guests, none more than my family.

It is all a blur, but I think we're done now.

"I now pronounce the three of you married," she said. "You may all kiss."

I turned and all of the sudden I am waking up on the ground. Out cold.

"What happened?" I asked.

"We sort of knocked you out with head butts," said Greta. "We're not very graceful. Are you OK?"

I stood up and felt my forehead. Other than a couple good size bumps, I was fine and told them.

"Good," said Greta.

"That's right," said Emma. "Now remember, you're abstaining at the orgy."

I'm sure I looked surprised.

"Just this time," said Greta.

"You're all ours tonight," said Emma.

"OK," I said. "I love that plan. Very much." They slowly leaned in, one at a time, and kissed me, to cheers from the guests. We all streamed over to the reception area. Still outdoors. The smaller reception later is indoors.

I don't get it. Most of these people have never even met me and they're so freaking excited for me. I'm getting hugs from everyone. They keep saying welcome to the family.

Greta and Emma stopped and turned to me.

"Because you are a part of their family now. We all are. It just happens when you become close with them. They're like the Borg," said Emma.

"If the Borg were genuinely nice people that showered you with gifts and all wanted to fuck you or have you fuck them or both," said Greta, laughing. "We told you there was an orgy later."

"You were fucking serious?" I said. "Come on."

"Does it bother you?" said Emma. "We've been really blunt about it."

"Oh hell no, it doesn't bother me," I said. "I'm just looking at all these amazing people and thinking that other than tonight, maybe."

"Shit," said both girls. Emma got out the jinx first. Oh damn, that had to sting. They just smashed their foreheads together. Then they kissed.

"Well, at least we're getting better at kissing when we do that," said Emma.

"That happens a lot?" I asked and they both laughed.

"Yeah," said Emma. "Be careful. We already knocked you unconscious once."

"We're not being fair," said Greta. "This is our party. You should have fun. You'll recover by morning, and we'll wake up to fun. You can watch the two of us tonight in bed. Who knows, you might find another one or two in you."

"Are you serious?" I asked.

They both nodded.

"Top 5. Go," said Greta.

"Make it your Top 6," said Emma.

I hesitated. They caught it.

"What?" asked Emma. "Something is bothering you." Just then Princess Leslie walked up, and I got to meet all three of them. Leslie, Hunter, and Hallie.

Which answered my question. They walked on and I turned back to my wives.

They both laughed.

"Yep," said Emma. "We're your wives." I know I looked confused because I am confused, but I'm just moving on.

"OK," I said. "I'm going to be blunt here. In the kingdom, it would be Ruby, Morgon, Hunter, and Noah."

"Good choices," said Greta. "Leaving some on the table. Morgan but not Sophia, for example."

I shook my head no.

"Ah," said Greta. "Wrong Morgon. Morgon with an O." I nodded.

"A fine choice, too," said Emma.

"That leaves two spots," said Greta. "Dish."

"Meeting Hunter and Hallie helped a little, because my other two choices are Alesha and Dunc," I said. They both gave me huge grins.

I think it was meaningful that Greta and Emma both moaned. You know they've met, right?

I put my fingers between my lips and whistled. Loudly. I heard two matching whistles, from different parts of the reception.

One more whistle. Then I waited. Before I could do it again, Alesha and Dunc came out of the crowd.

"What the hell was that?" said Greta, as they walked up.

"That's how he'd call us home from the woods," said Alesha. "Even if we were lost, we knew we could follow his whistle home. I'm Alesha."

"And I'm Dunc," said Dunc. I started to introduce Emma and Greta and they let me, then laughed at me.

Yeah, got it.

"So, Brayan," said Alesha. "Now that you're officially married into this culture, are you finally going to fuck Dunc and me?"

"Yeah, bro," said Dunc. "You've been missing out."

I turned to Greta and Emma.

"Did I mention that Alesha is 9 and Dunc is 13," I said.

"Very fine ages," said Greta, who turned to them. "I am hopeful to also have the opportunity to spend time with you, in exactly the way you think I meant."

"Me too," added Emma.

"So we're having a 5-way?" I asked.

"Yes," they all shouted. Alesha got it out first, which is how I got to watch the four of them make out.

I almost used up my first one. It was freaking hot.

"Top 5," said Emma. "Alternate. Alesha, go."

"Bob," said Alesha.

"Amy," said Dunc.

"Ruby," said Alesha.

"Nope, already included," said Greta. "Who's next?"

"Leslie," said Alesha.

"Chris," said Dunc.

"Hunter," said Alesha.

"Already included," said Emma.

"Then Hallie," said Alesha.

"Horacio," said Dunc, which made Alesha laugh.

"Then Diane," said Alesha.

"Noah," said Dunc, and Emma just shook her head no.

"Luke," said Dunc.

"Cassie," said Alesha.

"I'll give my last one to Brayon," said Dunc. "Who did he pick?"

"Ruby, Morgon, Hunter, and Noah," said Emma.

"Morgon with an O," said Emma.

"That's only four," said Alesha.

"He got six choices," said Emma.

"Then who are the other two?" said Dunc.

I couldn't answer that, could I? Suddenly the light went on for Alesha. She elbowed Dunc.

"He picked us," said Alesha, to Dunc, who laughed.

"You used up two spots on us?" he asked. "With all those choices?"

"Yes," I said. "Because you're my Top 2."

There, I said it.

It was spectacular. The entire list. Outside. With help. And an audience.

The rest of the night was a blur. I do remember my grandparents heading towards the house with Greta's grandparents. Her grandmother was holding hands with mine.

So were our grandfathers.

And they left their clothes in their wake.

This is going to be amazing.

The couple at the stoplight

Leslie here. I was coming back to meet with Buck, but that wasn't until the day after tomorrow. I had an ulterior motive. OK, that sounded like I was a secret agent. Remember the night we met Buck and the couple at the stoplight in the big pickup? I'd been texting with her ever since. I admit I didn't know it that night, but Melidy was only 15 years old. The horrors! Her boyfriend Mickey just turned 16 years old. I'm guessing his dad doesn't know what goes on in his truck.

Or maybe he does. The world is changing. Maybe Mickey fucks his dad in the ass on a regular basis.

I do. With a dildo. My dad is Bob. Come on.

I'd actually come in last night, but it was late for me, so I slept in and readjusted my body clock, just a little. Melatonin. We all like melatonin.

Anyway, Melidy and Mickey would be here any minute. Now I should clarify here. I'm at my house on the school campus. Just me. No Hunter. No Hallie. I don't know why. I think I just wanted them to myself right now. Texts were not that secure, so we hadn't exactly agreed on that, but I was hopeful. I sure felt it from her. Almost more than him. Just then the doorbell rang. A doorbell. How novel. I'm surprised we have doorbells, but I guess we do. I walked up to the front and opened the door, and they were both standing there. Mickey was holding a bottle of wine and grinning sheepishly.

Melidy literally jumped into my arms. It is a good thing I'm a strong girl because I caught her. She wrapped her arms around me and I carried her into the living room and dropped her on the couch. We were all laughing. Mickey was in khakis and a polo shirt. He looked really nice. Melidy was, and I can't type this without laughing, wearing a terrycloth romper.

Pretty much like mine.

Given that I had just hugged her against my chest, and held her up by her cute little ass, I can attest that there was nothing on under that romper.

Me either.

I turned to Mickey and took the wine from him. This was a very fine wine. Not our top tier, but this was a $200 bottle of wine.

"This is a nice wine," I said. "You're both underage. Where did you get it?" They both looked at each other with slightly concerned looks.

"Spill it. If you took it from your parents or stole it, it is going back," I said. "Where do your parents think you are?"

Again the stricken look.

"Follow me," I said. We sat down on the couches, and I could tell they were in awe a bit. I'll clear all that up but first...

"OK, you two," I said. "We're going to do this aboveboard, not hiding things. You both know who I am. You both know something about Dionysus. Did one or both of you hope that you'd fuck me?"

This time they blushed.

"I'll take that as both a yes and a compliment. I'll also tell you that I'm in. We can all three get naked and do things you've only imagined," I said. "But. You had to expect a but. The but is that you're honest with me, your family, and everyone else. We don't lie. We just don't. So we'll start with the important things. How old are you both really?"

They looked at each other.

"You know that I run the entire military for the country and that includes our version of the FBI and CIA, right? I can find out everything about you. Maybe I already have. Tell me the truth." Melidy took a breath.

"I'm 13. Mickey is 14," she said.

"So you stole the truck," I said.

"No, it's my dad's," said Mickey.

"Ah. Got it. You're driving it with permission. That's surprising given you're 14," I said. They both blushed again.

"Then you stole it. It's simple. Listen, I'm not trying to hassle you. I'm trying to coach you. I'm trying to coach you so that you can come visit me, in the open, spend the weekend and fuck my brains out and it is all OK. Heck, I'll bring my husband and wife and we'll all fuck you."

"Hunter and Hallie," said Melidy, softly. Maybe even with some awe.

"I might even bring Ruby and Tomas," I said, twisting the knife. This time they just moaned.

"That's not fair. They're moan worthy, but I'm not?" I said.

"Oh, you are definitely moan worthy," said Mickey, with some passion. Melidy slapped him lightly.

"OK, I admit, he's right," said Melidy. "I'd do you." Then we all laughed. Then I pulled my top down and flashed them.

Yep, moan worthy. I had trouble stopping laughing, then Melidy did it to me. Damn. Gorgeous small B cups with big areola and nipples.

Oh yes, I moaned, which made them both laugh. I finally got it out of them that the truck was in their outbuilding and their dad rarely used it and wouldn't likely even know it was gone.

"Listen, you're going to take some heat, but it is the right move. We're going to your house first, and I'm going with you. Please tell me they at least know you're dating Melidy." Another look. Great.

"We're grounded from seeing each other because they caught us making out on the porch," said Melidy.

"As in kissing. That's all?" I said. Oh boy. Then I had a brainstorm.

I put them both through the tests for DUC. I had a feeling. Worst case, they didn't blow things out. Best case they did, and I'd admit them.

Oh hell, they did. That actually required another conversation.

"These are going to seem like weird questions and intrusive, but bear with me. How long have you two been sexually active?" I asked.

"We really aren't. I have given him a few blowjobs, that's it," said Melidy. "We're both virgins."

"Do I have your permission to speak freely about you to each other and be blunt? If not, I'll talk to you one at a time," I asked.

"It's fine," said Melidy. Mickey just nodded. Well, this relationship works.

"You both just lied to me, and I don't like it. You might have lied to protect the other one, but that's not a good reason. You've both been sexually active for a long time," I said. "I need you to be honest. Were you abused?" They both laughed.

"No, although he sucked at it at first," said Melidy. "But how did you know? I thought our lies were convincing."

"You're both too smart," I said, showing them their results. "Your level of intelligence says, to me, that you've been active since maybe 7 years old."

They both got shocked looks.

"How did you know that?" asked Mickey. "She had just turned seven and I was almost eight."

Another example.

"How would you both like to go to Dionysus University Clearwater?" I asked. That was a bit of a switch. They both moaned.

I guess they knew a little about it.

"Are you on birth control?" I asked Melidy. She shook her head no. Well fuck. This keeps getting weirder.

"Well you will be now, or you can't attend," I said. "Time to go see your parents."

I drove, in Mickey's dad's pickup. I sure as hell wasn't letting an unlicensed driver do it. We pulled into the driveway of his house, a nice midsized ranch, and I parked by the front door, in the driveway.

"My dad will see it!" said Mickey.

"Yes, he will. You're going to tell him," I said. "And Melidy is going in with you."

It was ugly, but not that ugly. They clearly knew who I was. After the shock and upset wore off, just a little, I asked if I could talk to Mickey's parents alone. His mom insisted they weren't allowed to see each other.

"Let's talk," I said. "I'll need them both. Can they just go in the kitchen for a bit?" She wanted to fight, but there was a little royalty awe, so I leveraged it.

"It seems like you know who I am," I said, and they both nodded. "What do you know?"

"Minister of Defense, PhD from King's college, Princess, married to Hunter and Hallie," said his mom, kind of out of breath.

"Anything in there that bothers you?" I asked. They looked at each other and shook their heads no.

"So if you think it is OK I've done all those things at 16 years old, many of them much younger, why are you being so overprotective for Mickey? You have to know that I was sexually active at an age younger than they are and I turned out OK. Heck, I was married at Mickey's age," I said.

"Yes, but you're different," said Mickey's mom.

"How?" I asked. She went through the opportunities, and all that other bullshit.

"Yeah that's all bullshit and we both know it," I said. "I'm prepared to offer Mickey a spot at Dionysus University Clearwater." Their eyes got really big, then his dad moaned. His mom looked at him and he just shrugged. At least they both laughed.

"That is an opportunity," said his dad. "Won't he have to be tested?" I explained that he was and showed them the results. I probably shouldn't have tested them, but I couldn't imagine anyone complaining about a test that showed he would be taking mostly college classes and would graduate high school in less than three months.

"I'm sure we can't afford it," said his mom. We all heard a quick snort. We turned and Mickey and Melidy were listening at the doorway. I waved them back in.

"It's free," I said. "Everything. Supplies, uniforms, transportation, meals, everything. But, and it is a huge but for you. I'm making the same offer for Melidy. We won't keep them apart. You likely already know our rules, don't you?" His dad moaned again. Actually, this time she did, too.

"I'm going to be blunt. Melidy will be on birth control, and they will fuck on a regular basis, not only each other but others, too. Likely me. Repeatedly," I said. "Parents are also welcome at the campus at any time and are there under the same rules." Yes, all four of them moaned.

"So my dad could fuck me?" said Melidy. That got a gasp from both parents. I assured her that he could. She got a twinkle in her eyes.

"So the five of us could go back to your house and get naked and both of them could fuck me?" she said, pointing at Mickey and his dad. I just nodded.

"I could do 69 with her," pointing at his mom. His mom actually slumped back in her chair a little.

"One other thing. We'll put Mickey through Driver's Ed and he'll be able to drive that truck legally and safely," I said. "Now we're off to Melidy's to have this same conversation. Mickey and Melidy are going to spend the weekend at my place, too." Now their looks were wistful. They wanted in.

"Maybe both sets of parents could join us for lunch Sunday?" I suggested. I'm pretty sure Mickey's dad's cock hurt it was so hard. I did need to learn their names.

Corrbin and Eliza. That's who they are. Corrbin's cock might hurt, but it is impressive.

"We're leaving now," I said, hopping up. OK, I do that on purpose. Tight romper. No bra.

A nice bounce. I think Corrbin got close. Eliza tried to hide it, but it was a nice little orgasm. Melidy led the way, with me behind them both. Just as I walked through the door, I looked back. I caught them at the moment just before Corrbin's cock went into Eliza's mouth. They got naked fast. Eliza turned her head and smiled and me.

Then she took him all the way down her throat.

Damn.

Off to Melidy's

The entire experience was similar, except that Melidy's parents, Deonn and Ayanna, weren't bashful at all in expressing an interest in getting naked on Sunday. Deonn was blunt that he wanted to fuck Melidy. Both Ayanna and Melidy clearly liked the idea.

"You too," he said, with a smile. Yeah, yeah, I moaned. They were thrilled that Melidy could go to DUC. I was pretty sure they'd be frequent visitors.

With that, the three of us headed back to my house, with their parent's permission.

That's how we do it.

We didn't make it out of the foyer. Literally. We were naked and Melidy and I were blowing Mickey together, in the foyer. Finally he stopped us.

"I want to use every possible cum," he said. Well, that made sense. "Melidy?" Ah, he was handing her control.

"I want to fuck Leslie with a double-ended dildo in the golden arches. Then I want to watch you fuck Leslie, while I rim you and suck on her nipples. Then I want you to fuck me in the ass," said Melidy. It sounded like a nice plan.

"In the ass?" said Mickey, with a squeak. I stopped them both.

"Have you ever fucked her in the ass?" I asked. They shook their heads no.

"Then we're holding off until I can get another cock here. We're going to demonstrate. You can really get hurt if you do it wrong, but if you have good teachers, it is amazing," I said. They both looked so disappointed. I laughed.

"Trust me, it won't take long," I said. "Alexa, get me an ass cock."

"You have an excellent ass cock in the room," said Alexa. "Do you require another?" That startled them a little. Hey, the tech is good.

"Yes," I said.

"Two minutes," said Alexa. They both just stared at me.

"You just ordered an ass cock from Amazon?" asked Melidy.

"No," I said, laughing. "We've added some skills just for us." Just then Blake walked into the room, naked. I jumped up and ran and jumped into his arms.

Blake, you know. I laughed again, because his cock nestled right against my ass. I hopped down.

"They've never fucked in the ass," I said to Blake. "We're going to give them a clinic."

Well that got a big smile out of Blake.

"I'll never turn down an opportunity to fuck you, Leslie," said Blake. "You know that."

"Is Alison here, too?" I asked. He smiled and nodded. I smacked him on the arm.

"And you didn't bring her! Shame on you," I said. Which is how Alison and Tim ended up in the bedroom, too. Melidy and Mickey were just staring at Tim's cock.

"I don't think I can take that," said Melidy.

"Another lesson!" said Blake.

It was one hell of an afternoon.

Oh, you want details. First we went racing in the gocarts. I know, it doesn't make sense, but it does. Mickey and Melidy were too excited about the sex. We needed them to see that while it was important, it wasn't everything. So we went racing.

Mickey sucked at it. I'm stunned he hadn't wrecked the truck. The cart sure took a beating. His ego got in his way. He wanted to win. He didn't care about us. He wanted to beat Melidy, but he kept trying to take corners too fast and sliding off the track. We were testing a new barrier system and it got a lot of testing. It was essentially a force field with give. If you ran into it, it took the hit and let you go far enough to absorb the energy without damaging the car or, more importantly, you.

Worked great.

I finally waved them off the track.

"OK, we're going to talk relationships," I said, which confused them.

"Mickey, you were so competitive and wanted to beat Melidy so badly that you were stupid. In the real world, without our safety equipment, you would have been severely injured or killed with that driving. There are two major things wrong with that. The first is the obvious. You could get hurt. The lesson, though, is that while it is wonderful to be competitive, even with Melidy, do it fairly, correctly, and right. Otherwise, you're trying to dominate the relationship. You're stuck in the thinking of the man. Stop it. Right now. Melidy will eventually tire of it and break up with you."

Mickey looked shocked.

"Break up with me?" he said, with his voice wavering.

"Yes," said Melidy. "If you don't learn, then yes. That was stupid as fuck."

"Yes, it was," I said. I gave him credit. He didn't just react. He thought about it, and we waited. Patiently. He needed to figure this out.

"You're right, of course," he said. "I certainly wasn't thinking of it that way. I was thinking a fun competition and the fact that I could crash and keep going sort of lured me in more. I don't and have never viewed our relationship that way. Just the opposite. I love you and have always loved you and will always love you and would marry you today if you agreed."

That was one long sentence.

Melidy looked at him.

"No, or more accurately, not yet. I know that in the Dionysus culture, our wedding would be normal, but I'm not quite there yet. I do know I love you and I do fully plan on marrying you and we'll know when. Just not yet," said Melidy.

"If we moved on campus, would you move in with me?" he asked, a little timidly.

Thank goodness they were standing on the grass, because she just mowed him down. Oh God. Mowed him down. On the grass.

Dad!

Now I am just watching him pound her doggy style. Well, sure. While I was standing there, someone walked up beside me. I turned and screamed. I freaking screamed. It was Jimmy. You may not remember, but the first boy I ever brought over to the boat. He was so sweet and innocent. We never even fucked! I looked and in the entry he was 4'6" with a 3-inch (8 cm) cock. I never said I didn't see his cock. He is not either of those things anymore. He is easily 6'1" and given he was in fairly tight shorts and we're watching them fuck, I could safely say that is his thick, hard cock I am seeing outlined.

"We have got to fuck," I said, to Jimmy. My first words to him.

"Tell me when and where," he said. I didn't answer. I dropped my romper to the ground. He laughed, but he stripped. I helped. I pushed him onto the grass and lifted up and settled down on his cock and stopped.

"So how have you been?" I asked, and he laughed again. He grabbed my hips and started lifting me up and down. Not many people can do that. Most of the people around me can do it, but that can't surprise you. My favorite is Juanita. Strong, with tits and a cock.

"I'm doing well," he said. "I transferred here and moved through pretty quickly. I'm the Department Chair of the Physics department."

"How the fuck did I not know that?" I said.

"Maybe because I go by James now," he said.

"Nah," I said. "You're Jimmy. Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy." With that I exploded, and he just filled me up. He stood up, still holding me, and gently laid me down. Oh God, he is good at cleanup. I got some in kisses, but so did Melidy and Mickey.

We both got some of Mickey's cum, too, when he cleaned out Melidy.

What a fun group.

"We need to go out on the boat, grill up some steaks, and all fuck," I said. Jimmy, no James, had a look.

"What?" I said, smiling.

"Well, my husbands and wife are expecting me home," he said. Husbands plural, and wife.

"Wouldn't it be a lot more fun to just invite them?" I asked.

"We're kind of non-traditional," he said.

"I'm married to twins," I said. "Do I need to say more?"

I guess I didn't.

"You know them all," said James. "Austin, Eric, and Hannah."

"Bethany's kids?" I asked and he nodded.

OK, I moaned, which just made him laugh more.

"Why wasn't I invited to the wedding?" I asked. I know I sounded a little hurt, but I was a little hurt.

"You were," he said. "You politely declined. You bought us all cars. Nice cars."

"Why the fuck did I do that?" I asked. "Not the cars." I texted the assistant line and asked.

"Sorry," replied Mary Lou. "It was the weekend of your first day in NYC. You told us to block that weekend, no exceptions."

"Gotcha. I fucked up," I replied.

"I fucked up. I gave someone poor instructions. It sucks," I said.

"It was just a small wedding. It was all we could afford," said James.

"You worked here already, right?" I asked. He smiled and nodded.

"You suck at reading employee handbooks," I said.

"My turn to be confused," he said.

"You don't listen in orientation either," I said.

"Both probably true," he said, smiling.

"Employees get paid weddings. Wait, wait, none of this applies. You're an original. Don't you get the newsletter?" I asked. He just looked confused.

"Shit," I said. I texted Mary Lou again. I needed four originals kits stat. She promised them in 20.

It was closer to ten. An S-88 dropped from the sky and who should come out by Morgan. She ran over and jumped in Jimmy's arms. We're still on my front yard and Morgan was getting just pounded by Jimmy when his spouses arrived. We all patiently watched and waited.

Then we finally went inside. And right through to the beach. Hey, we're all fucking, but we decided to let Jimmy and Mickey recover. Just as we got out back, Morgan squealed.

People would pay money to hear Morgan squeal.

I guess she hasn't seen Blake and Alison in a long time. Now Blake is putting his fine ass cock to good use again.

And Alison is underneath.

That's when things got a little crazy. Good crazy.

Austin, Eric, Hannah, Jimmy again, then Hannah again.

Of course we have toys.

It was quite an afternoon. I love it when a plan cums together.

Yes, my version of the classic tagline is better.

And more accurate.

I like Baltimore

I do. I really like Baltimore. It is a beautiful city, with the lovely Inner Harbor. I love the National Aquarium.

But there are two Baltimores. You see, the population has been declining since the 1950s. You can read between the lines. As the ethnicity got more diverse, and then tipped to Blacker, the white people bailed, taking the tax base and the services with them. There is a 22% poverty rate.

Most people look at the Metro area, which includes DC, and form a different opinion. More money. More services. The problem is the concentration. Where it is good it is great.

Where it is bad, it is really bad.

The demographics are almost entire Black or White. Roughly 62% and 30% respectively. There are not enough Hispanics to even make the list. We're lumped into the 1.73% other.

So why is the Hispanic dude talking about Baltimore? Because I fucking love Baltimore.

The is Edwin.

It is time to move on to my next city. No, I'm not walking away from LA, but adding to my areas of concern. Of course, Baltimore and LA are pretty far apart.

But not to the former gang leader that has his own space plane. I have my own space plane. How in the fuck do I have my own space plane?

"Because you're doing good in the world," said Ruby, right before she swallowed my entire cock. Hey, I'm writing this in bed. With Ruby.

Oops. Have to put it down for a bit. Tomas just offered his cock for me to suck.

Like you could pass up Ruby and Tomas.

Then Ruby rolled on top of me and settled down on my cock.

Oh, now Tomas has bent Ruby over and we're both fucking her.

"I do like DP," said Ruby.

That she does. We lost an hour or so, but this topic is important, so I'm coming back to it. After cumming until I can't anymore.

We're at my house in LA. Now you're assuming since I'm a leader that I have a big house, maybe in Malibu. What I have is access to houses, but my house is in the heart of what used to be gangland.

Used to be.

It's a small 2/1 and I love it. I've restored it myself, with help from some friends, and it is freaking perfect for me. Hardwood floors, a remodeled kitchen and bathroom and a wide front porch where I usually sit in the evening. People come up to chat. There are people grilling and laughing.

There didn't use to be a lot of grilling. Or laughing.

Our little section of LA has the lowest crime rate in the county.

Zero. It is fucking zero.

"You know," I said to Ruby. "You saved an entire community."

"Oh boy," said Tomas, with a smile.

"I didn't do shit," said Ruby, with some passion. The she laughed.

"You did that on purpose," she said to me.

"Yeah, I have one more in me and passionate Ruby is pretty fun," I said.

"You don't have to bait me," said Ruby. Then she proceeded to prove that to me. First she fucked me, hard, with a dildo of a size I have never experienced before. That was just the appetizer. She pushed me on my back and rode me like she was breaking in a new stallion.

"Fair analogy," said Ruby, just as we both went off. She lifted off and cum went everywhere. Ruby, Tomas, me, and Pari, who had literally just walked in the room.

"Sorry about that," I said. "That's going to stain."

"Nah," said Pari. "Cum comes out of all our fabrics. We could never wear an outfit twice if it didn't."

She has a point.

"So why am I here?" asked Pari.

We all just shook our heads.

"No clue," said Ruby. Tomas and I just nodded. She leaned over and picked up my phone and read what I had written.

"Baltimore. The whole thing?" asked Pari. "Big task. Akira already bought the schools, but you need more than education. You need jobs. You need healthcare. You need rehab. This is not just helping the kids. This is transforming an entire city under siege."

"Guess we know why you're here," said Tomas and Pari laughed, just as Elena and Sophia walked into the room.

"You know we might not survive," said Tomas, with a smile.

"Yep. Don't care," I said.

"Save it," said Sophia. "We're heading to Baltimore. You can stay at The Falls."

"No, I can't," I said. "That sends entirely the wrong message. I'm buying a piece of shit house in the middle of the mess, just like I did here."

"Turned out pretty nice," said Elena, looking around. As she undressed. Then she undressed Sophia.

Then they put on a show. Oh look. One more.

Apparently for Pari.

I'm good with that. I have no fucking clue how I got involved with these people, but damn.

"Because you're a good person, Edwin," said Sophia. Then she kissed me.

Well, I'm done for the day.

"No you're not," said Pari, in a voice that is a little scary. "You have a mess to cleanup."

So I do. I knelt down between her legs.

Oh! Tomas has one more in him. I looked back. Not Tomas.

Elena.

An acceptable alternative.

"Who the fuck are you?" said Elena. "Spock?" With that, she just hammered that dildo home.

Yay!

Ah shit

Edwin here. Our group has now decamped to Baltimore. OK, we're at The Falls for now, but at the moment, I'm house hunting. I want a small house, not an apartment. We've looked at eleven. All are in exactly the same situation. Foreclosed, with all the people's stuff still inside.

That sucks. But I noticed a pattern. All were owned by the same bank.

The Diversity Bank of Baltimore

Something smelled bad. I sent a text to Jason's team to research the bank. I got a reply in less than three minutes.

Kushner family. A mess. Bought it. Team will meet you at The Falls in an hour. You've got a mess to clean up

This mess is not nearly as fun to clean up.

OK. Let's fix things. It is what we do.

I turned to my realtor, Janalyn. I have never wanted a woman more in my life, and she is not in our world. She is mesmerizing. Now you're assuming she's model beautiful and she is to me. She's Black, about 5'3", and easily weighs 250. She's round, with big jiggly breasts. Now you've switched to assuming I am a chubby chaser, but I'm not. I like women. Hell, I like men. But Janalyn has a charisma, a power. I think the most powerful thing is that for every property we visited, she knew the story of the family that had been evicted. And it made her sad.

I think I am in love. She turned to me.

"With me? In love with me? Me?" she said. "Wait, you didn't even say that out loud. Holy shit!"

"May I please kiss you?" I asked. She bit her lip and nodded. She looked so shy.

The kiss sucked. Oh God, it was bad. I'm not talking chemistry. I'm talking mechanics. Then it hit me.

"You've never kissed anyone like that before," I said. She shook her head no.

"May I kiss you again? Can you just follow my lead?" I said. She smiled really big and I damn near went over. She realized it, too.

"Did I do that?" she said, in a pitch perfect mimic of Steve Urkel. I grew up with Family Matters.

"Me too!" she said. "Am I reading your mind? Is that a weird question? That is a weird question."

"Yes, you are," I thought to her.

"That is really cool," she said.

"OK, here's the deal," I said. "I want nothing more to go rent a hotel suite and spend the next month with you, with room service for every meal."

I might have gone overboard, because she looked stunned.

"With me?" she squeaked.

"Yes, you," I said. "And there are things to explore here, and I am hopeful you'll explore them with me. But right now, I have to go meet a team that is going to fix a fucking mess. I need you, too. Would you be willing to take a job working for Dionysus?"

She looked really nervous.

"If we're going to have a relationship," I said. "We need to be honest with each other. Tell me what you're thinking."

"I'm thinking that something insane is going on if someone that looks like you wants a relationship with someone that looks like me," she said. "I am also worried that a fat twenty-something virgin isn't exactly the type that fits into the Dionysus culture, as much of a dream as that might be."

I took her hand and led her over to the couch in the living room of this dilapidated house. A house with so much potential.

"Let's walk through a scenario," I said.

"Ooh, scenario. I love a man with big words," she said. I just cocked my head and she laughed.

"MBA, Maryland," she said.

"Berkeley," I said.

"Are the rumors true that you used to run MS-13?" she asked. "Or should I ask that?"

"You can ask me literally anything," I said. "You can ask anyone in the kingdom anything. But the lifestyle. How do you feel about it?"

"Like I always wished I was thin enough and beautiful enough to fit in," she said, with sadness in her voice.

"But you are," I said. "Absolutely. There is not a person in the kingdom that would judge you by your size. They wouldn't. What's your dream?"

She thought about it for a bit.

"To spend the night with you and have you teach me all the things I have been missing," she said.

"I didn't ask you how you saw the rest of your life playing out," I said, softly. It took her a moment.

"Did you just freaking propose?" she said. "That can't be right."

"Yes and no," I said. "I know that's how I feel, but I'm in no hurry. I'm going to be in Baltimore for a while. Top 5. Go."

She just shook her head in confusion and then the light bulb went on.

"You, of course," she said. "I only know the people that are pretty public, so Bob, Maite, Leslie, Hunter."

"That's four," I said. "Don't count me."

"Noah," she said.

"Every single one of them would say yes if you asked them to spend the night with them," I said. "Make sure you say please."

"Oh come on," said Janalyn. "That's just not possible. Me? Come on."

"You need to talk to Jessica," I said.

"Princess Jessica? Isn't she 5?" asked Janalyn.

"Yes," I said. "And she has a better understanding of beauty than anyone I know."

"Given she is, bar none, the most beautiful woman in the world, then I suppose she does," said Janalyn. That's when it hit me.

"How old are you?" I asked. She looked shocked.

"23," she said.

I just waited her out. We sat quietly for a while.

"15," she said. "I lied about my age early. We moved here when I was in 2nd grade. My mom helped me. I was supposed to go back into 1st grade because of my birth date. She told the school district that all my records were lost and that I was small for my age but going into 8th grade. She told them that my schooling had been terrible, so I was behind, but knew I could catch up with the right help. Believe it or not, the Baltimore school system came through. I skipped 9th and graduated in two years."

"Damn," I said. "You are the whole freaking package."

"My being 15 isn't an issue?" she said. "I was honest but knew it would fuck me in the end."

"I was kind of hoping that would be me. Fucking you," I said, smiling.

"But I'm 15!" she said.

"Yes, you are," I said. "Which does not matter to me, or anyone else. It is time for you to go back to being 15. There is no reason for you to hide it. If you're open to Dionysus."

"Listen," she said. "Just because I'm a virgin doesn't mean I'm not sexual and horny. I'm familiar with everything from a hairbrush to a cucumber."

We both just lost it laughing.

"As much as I want to bend you over that couch right now," I said. "That would get me in a lot of trouble. I'm staying with friends. You'll see things you've never seen and have opportunities you never thought you would have, but I am hopeful you will let me be your first. But, and this is important, you need a coach. Someone you trust, that can be in the room with you, maybe even helping a little."

Something flashed across her face and then she hid it.

"Honesty," I said. "Nothing will surprise me. Nothing will offend me. You know the Dionysus culture."

"I'd like it to be my mom. And if the chemistry is there, I'd like you to be with her, too," said Janalyn. "She could use a good fuck."

I laughed.

"Mother and daughter?" I said. "Every man's fantasy."

"You don't even know what my mom looks like," said Janalyn.

"Nope," I said. "Don't care. Just don't."

"You're weird," she said. "I like that."

"Come on," I said. "You're my full-time real estate consultant now, if you'll take the job. We're going to buy up much of Baltimore. Although I own a lot of it. I just bought the bank. Diversity Bank."

"You what?" stammered Janalyn.

"We're reporting ourselves as predatory to all the banking regulators and we're going to jointly audit the books," I said. "We're going to fix what needs to be fixed, and for most of these people it includes giving them their house back."

"Wow," said Janalyn. "That was a lot of passion."

She leaned in and kissed me. One hell of a kiss.

We finally broke the kiss and she looked surprised.

"That was a lot better," she said, panting. Then she vibrated through an orgasm.

"Why yes it was," I said, laughing. Then she was laughing. Then we were headed out to my car holding hands.

Which works for me.

We actually went to her house, too, and her mom was just getting home from work. She's an assistant bank branch manager.

Now this is where you expect her mom Neesha to be thin and model gorgeous. Oh, she's model gorgeous. She could be Janalyn's twin.

Yeah, you didn't expect it to go there. We walked in their front door and her mom turned and looked at us. Her first reaction on seeing the tatted up Hispanic guy was a little bit of fear.

I'm used to that.

Then she noticed I was holding hands with Janalyn.

That's when Neesha smiled.

"Your soulmate," she said. "Have you?" Janalyn shook her head no, then turned to me.

"We share everything," said Janalyn.

"Everything?" I said.

"Everything," they both said. Oh hell yes, I waited them out and then Janalyn's eyebrows shot up and she turned to her mom.

"Jinx," said Neesha. That's how we all started laughing for the first time.

Then I watched their first kiss go from tentative to passionate to them both vibrating.

They broke the kiss and Neesha took a moment to stop vibrating and turned to me.

"Do you think we could be a trio?" asked Neesha.

"Yes!" shouted Janalyn and me. Janalyn said it first.

This kiss was different. Yes, she had an orgasm, but it was different.

A trio. Interesting.

"Come on," I said. "We need to go. Neesha, we'd love for you to come with us, but we're going to a house owned by Chris Hayden. The odds are you'll see some pretty crazy things."

"I was crazy back in the day, and I can be crazy again!" said Neesha.

"Who are you and what have you done to my mother?" asked Janalyn.

"Heading out so you can stop saying mother and start saying lover," said Neesha.

Yeah, we all laughed.

"But come on," said Neesha. "In all seriousness, and I'm sorry baby, but we really don't fit in with the Dionysus royal family and the retired President of the United States."

"Why not?" I said. Then I waited.

"We're Black and we're big and we're poor," said Neesha. "They're none of those things."

I admit, I laughed.

"And not one of them cares at all about any of those things," I said. "We're hoping you'll be with us when Janalyn has her first experience."

Neesha gave Janalyn a look that only a mom can give. She didn't say anything. She waited.

I waited, too. I know a good mom move when I see it.

"OK, OK," said Janalyn. "I'm not exactly a virgin, but I thought you'd like it."

I turned to her and put my arms around her.

"Our relationship needs to be based on the truth," I said. "If you tell me something, or I tell you something, it will be the truth. Now I have things in my background that I'd like to forget, so sometimes, but not often, I'll say that I'd rather not talk about it, and you can, too. But when we talk, it is the truth."

"I'm kind of a slut and love to fuck," she said. "But I love girls just as much."

"See how much better it is to share that?" I said. "You know the culture that I have somehow joined. When we're married, we'll still fuck up a storm."

"Did you seriously just say when we're married?" she said. "This all isn't some big punk where I end up crying myself to sleep?"

I think my kiss answered that question.

I took their hands and walked outside. My SUV was parked out front.

"We walked here," said Janalyn. "How did your SUV get here?"

"Well let me show you that," I said, laughing. We walked over to the car and Neesha opened the door to the backseat.

"Sit in front, Mom," said Janalyn.

"And break up soulmates sitting together?" said Neesha. "No way."

"What makes you think you'd be doing that?" I asked.

OK then. I'm sure the neighbor that just walked by and gave me the evil eye is wondering why they're standing there vibrating.

I looked and he laughed and gave me a thumbs up and walked off with his dog.

Exactly, dude.

We got in and I told the car the address. No, not some fancy Mercedes SUV. Eventually I'll park one in the driveway of my Baltimore house, but for now it is a beat-up, older Toyota RAV4.

That doesn't mean it can't fly. It makes me laugh. Belen builds a bunch of different models of cars that will not be noticed. There is a beat-up Toyota Corolla that makes Ruby laugh. She said it is an exact duplicate of the piece of shit that her parents drove when they met Bob and Amy. BD. Before Dionysus.

Belen said it was an homage.

Well sure.

We lifted up and flew off to the dual mother/daughter obligatory squealing at flying in a car.

That sounds like I have experienced the squeal of a mother and daughter together. Oh, wait. Amy and Leslie. Amy and Chris. Amy and Morgan.

Julia and Ruby. Sargon and Pari. OK, that one is father and daughter. Don't get me started on father and son. Bob and Orlando. You get the idea.

"You've been with all those people?" asked Janalyn. "The whole tatted up Hispanic dude doesn't bother them?"

"Yes, I used to be the leader of MS-13," I said. "I never answered you."

"And all those people are OK with you," said Neesha. "Why?"

"I don't know," I said. "Sometimes I don't. They partnered with me to turn around a part of LA and now we're doing it in Baltimore. They're freaking good people."

Well, they are.

We landed at The Falls and got out. They were both a bit agog. Tell me you don't look for opportunities to use the word agog. Yeah, I was a banger, but an educated one.

And come on. Agog.

The door opened and Chris, Morgan, and Sophia came out. All in rompers. That really hadn't fit for a few years.

"Damn you're all sexy," said Janalyn. She got a look from Neesha.

"Well they are," said Janalyn. Well, yes.

We did the introductions and Morgan took Neesha's hand and Sophia took Janalyn's, and they left, leaving me with Chris.

We just kind of looked at each other. I think she was going to suggest something, but then she got a funny look. She grabbed my hand and pulled me into the house and down the hall to the bedrooms. She opened the door of one and all four of them were already naked. Sophia is between Janalyn's legs and Morgan is between Neesha's.

Chris pushed me into the room and turned to close the door, with herself on the outside.

I pulled her back in and shut the door.

"Why aren't you naked?" asked Janalyn.

And so we were.

Let's just say I set a personal record. One for each of them and a second one for Janalyn.

Who fulfilled her love of girl-girl sex, too.

That's when the rest of Janalyn's list walked in.

Dinner was a little late.

"You all seem too good to be true," said Janalyn.

"We'll talk about it at dinner," said Jessica. Yes, Jessica. She couldn't participate, but she could coach. Naked.

Hey, she's gorgeous. Can't touch. Can enjoy the view.

Oh, I didn't say she couldn't touch anyone.

Isn't anyone hungry

"Hey," I said. "I'm starving. We fucked through dinner again. Let's go eat." I guess I should mention this is Bob.

"We couldn't," said Neesha. I admit, I laughed.

"You don't want to be seen in public with us," I said. "We get it." They both just stared at me.

"We, uh," said Neesha.

"Stop," said Edwin. "Just stop. I know you're uncomfortable, but you don't need to be. You just don't."

"I stocked the refrigerators, so we can go eat on the boat," I said.

"What boat?" said Chris.

"The boat I brought," I said. "That's why I'm here. Surely one of you knows why I brought a boat."

"You don't know why you brought a boat?" said Janalyn. I just shook my head.

"It takes some getting used to," said Pari. "Sometimes we know to do something and don't know why."

"Why didn't you just say so?" asked Neesha. "We do that all the time. But your boat is big enough to have a refrigerator?"

"Yeah," I said. It seemed like the answer to the question.

"Hold up," said Chris. "Edwin, why are you here?"

"To fix Baltimore," said Edwin.

Chris just looked at me and we both laughed.

"I guess you need a boat," I said.

"You brought him a boat and are leaving it?" said Neesha.

"Sure," I said. "You'll get used to it, now that you're part of it."

"Yeah, like we're part of it," said Janalyn.

"Hold up," said Chris. She ran out of the room, which I admit we all watched. She is still naked. She'd get elected President again if she just ran a campaign ad of her running naked. A nice 360 degree view. No words. No subtitles. Just Chris running around naked.

I'd vote for her.

She ran back in with two boxes.

"Yeah, maybe I'll do that when I turn 35," said Chris, to me. "Although at 35 it might not be as appealing."

I just smiled her through a big orgasm, which she laughed.

"These were on the front hall table, but I didn't look at them," said Chris. "They're addressed to you." She handed both Neesha and Janalyn a box. Janalyn looked closely.

"These are postmarked six weeks ago," said Janalyn. Chris just shrugged, which made her puffies bounce, which made us all moan.

And Edwin and I recovered.

I think Janalyn and Neesha enjoyed the break. Not the break from sex. The break for sex.

"OK," said Chris. "Spread out. There are enough bathrooms for us all. No one shares a shower. Move it and be in the front hall in 10."

"Why can't we share a shower?" asked Janalyn. Chris just waited her out.

"Yeah, good point," said Janalyn. I took Neesha and showed her a bathroom and Chris did the same for Janalyn. I really wanted to follow Chris into the shower.

"Down, boy," said Chris. "Later." She steered me into another bedroom. Probably a good idea. Sex with Chris is amazing. And time-consuming.

I could find one more in me.

We all showered and went out front. Everyone was there except Neesha. She finally came out, wearing a cute, flowered romper.

"Mom!" said Janalyn. "You look amazing."

We all murmured agreement.

"I'll bet you had an outfit in your box, too," said Neesha. "I see you're wearing the earrings."

Chris looked at me and I just shrugged.

"I couldn't wear that," said Janalyn.

"Entirely your choice," said Edwin. "But what did you say to your mom when she came out wearing her outfit?"

"You look amazing," said Janalyn. So we waited for a bit for her to struggle through the emotions. Finally she ran off and came back in a very similar romper, except hers stretched across her breasts just a little bit tighter.

Oh hell yes, we all moaned. Come on!

"You moaned for me?" said Janalyn, quietly.

"Girl, we need to talk," said Pari, taking Janalyn's hand. Pari used her other hand to wave for us to follow. Let's recap who is all here.

Morgan, Sophia, Chris, Pari, Janalyn, Neesha, Edwin, and me. Ruby and Tomas had sat the rest of the evening out. So had Jessica. I suspect they will regret it. Edwin and I might be pretty worn down. Then again, Ruby, Tomas, and Jessica.

They'll have fun.

"You know," said Neesha. "We need more cock."

"Already arranged," said Chris, as we walked out front.

There were two cars in front. A nice Mercedes S63 and an equally nice BMW 750i. We do like cars. Pari pushed me towards the BMW, and she headed towards the S63. We all got in. I was with Edwin, Janalyn, and Chris.

"Pretty damn fine group in our car," laughed Chris. "Although I think we already proved that."

"Are you people even for real?" asked Janalyn. Chris looked at her.

"Did my tongue on your clit not feel real?" said Chris.

Janalyn rolled through an orgasm.

"OK, OK, real," laughed Janalyn. We lifted off and headed towards the Inner Harbor of Baltimore. It's a fairly short flight. We landed on the helicopter pad of the boat.

We all got out and so did everyone from Pari's car. I do laugh that she drove. She's the smallest one here. She walked over to me and pulled me down for a kiss.

"Tiny and mighty," she said, squeezing my cock. That she is.

That she is. Yes, I repeated it.

"So we just landed your two flying luxury cars on your yacht," said Neesha.

"Boat!" screamed everyone except Neesha. Janalyn got it out first.

"How did you know?" asked Edwin.

"We've talked about it for the last hour and every single person said boat, not yacht. I inferred that someone, probably Bob, prefers boat to yacht. It likely stuck from when he bought his first yacht and wasn't quite ready to admit to himself that he'd bought a yacht," said Janalyn.

OK, some observations hit dead center.

Everyone laughed. And then we all paid off. Now I'm really hungry. That took almost an hour.

"Listen," I said. "I'm too hungry to cook. The marina has a restaurant. Let's go in and eat."

"Sure," said Pari. "Says the old guy that can order a beer."

Yeah, we laughed.

We all went in, and they found room for us by pushing tables together.

The waitress came around and started with Pari. She ordered and then added one of her favorite IPAs. As she did, she handed her passport to the waitress.

Say what?

"You didn't notice the sign on the way in?" said Pari. "Under the restaurant name, it said A Dionysus property."

"Who bought it?" I asked.

"Dionysus owns a restaurant and you don't know?" asked Neesha, to laughter from the rest of us.

"Dad," said Chris. "Did you know before Bill bought Speedo?"

"No, but Amy might have," I said.

"Did you know we own the Universal Studios theme parks?" asked Morgan.

"I did not," I said. "Why did we buy those?"

"Jessica bought Comcast, which came with Universal and NBC," said Sophia.

"Why?" I asked.

"They were going to cancel her favorite show," said Morgan.

"Well then you have to buy them," I said. Yeah, more laughter.

"You people are weird," said Janalyn. "In a good way. I think."

"Oh, holdup," said Chris. She picked up her small purse and pulled out two envelopes. She handed one to Janalyn, who opened hers quickly and the other to Neesha, who just looked at it. Janalyn caught the waitress' attention, and she came over.

"I'll have one of those," said Janalyn, pointing at Pari's beer. Janalyn handed what was in her hand to the waitress who smiled and handed it back. A beer materialized in front of Janalyn. No, not literally materialized. I just meant fast, but like someone beamed it in. I wonder if we can do that.

I think we can.

"How did you get a beer?" asked Neesha. Janalyn pointed to the envelope in Neesha's hand. Neesha looked at it again.

"This post mark is from over a year ago," said Neesha. She opened it to find her own passport.

"How?" she said, holding it up.

We all just shrugged. That's when Orlando walked up and pulled out the empty chair.

You had to know there was an empty chair.

"I did it," said Orlando.

"Why?" said Janalyn. Orlando just shrugged.

"Just knew I should," said Orlando.

"We hadn't even moved to Baltimore yet," said Neesha. Orlando just shrugged again.

Then he ordered dinner.

"By the way," said Pari. "Not a cock I arranged."

We all laughed. The young girl at the next table snorted. Oh, I watched it unfold. Her family waited her out. Her parents and what I'd guess were identical twin brothers.

I admit, I listened while she explained it all. Oh yeah, they all moaned.

And there was conveniently an empty chair at their table.

Which Pari beat me to.

We like fun families

We like fun families a lot. You know this is Pari.

"Hi," said the young girl. "I'm Tianna. I'm 10. These are my twin brothers Damiann and Dorian. They're 11. Our parents are Jaylla and Keon. I guess I don't have to share their ages."

"I'm Pari," I said, shaking her hand.

"Pretty sure we all knew that" said Damiann.

"Oh yeah," moaned Jaylla, to the laughter of all of us.

"Do you want to fulfill that fantasy?" I asked. I thought it would shock her a bit.

"Oh yeah," she said. "But you're just one part of the fantasy."

For a minute I thought she meant others from Dionysus, and I suspect she does, but what she really means is everyone else at this table.

Which is right when Tianna figured it out.

"Let's hope that dream comes true, Mom," said Tianna.

It would be cruel to not invite them. Cruel!

And I don't have my crop. Oh wait, I guarantee there is a crop on the boat.

"Does your fantasy involve me holding a crop?" I asked.

"Oh yeah," said Jaylla.

"Bob, is there a crop on board?" I asked, in a bit louder a voice than I intended. A few heads turned. After all, he is at the other table.

"Oh yeah," he said. I love his tone. Deep and throaty.

"It is in a box with crotchless vinyl panties in your size," he said, still throaty and a little loud.

"Anything else in the box?" I asked.

"No," he said.

The moan swept across the dining room.

I guess we had been a little loud.

Sometimes circumstances suggest an outcome. I stood up.

"Excuse me," I said, in a loud voice. All faces swiveled to me.

"How many of you heard that exchange?" I asked. Every single hand went up in the restaurant. Including the wait staff. Oh, everyone that works here.

Everyone.

"OK, then," I said. "Those of you interested and available after dinner, there is a party on our boat. The entire party is under Dionysus rules."

It started nearest to me. They words sunk in first. Than it spread.

The moan. Through the entire restaurant.

"No one should come if they will be offended," added Bob.

"Which boat?" shouted one man.

"Dad," whined the preteen girl with him. "You have got to be kidding. The big one. The really big one."

"Oh," said the dad, softly. Yeah, we get it.

We're havin' a party

Bob again.

Well, it feels like dinner is over. I saw Pari walk over and talk to the hostess. I know exactly what she did.

She paid everyone's bill. I had to laugh, because at least four other people at our table got up to do the same thing and sat down when the saw Pari was doing it.

One of them was me.

When she got back, Pari climbed up on to her chair. She is wearing a cute little skirt and it flared a bit when she stood up. Remember the moan from earlier?

A whisper. A mere whisper. You didn't think Pari had panties on, did you?

I admit, I moaned. Hell, I see her gorgeous little pussy damn near every day and moan every time.

"Me too, dear, me too," whispered Amy, in my ear.

We know.

"Let's just make this simple. Come when you want then cum when you want," said Pari. "We're heading back now."

Yes, I inferred the spelling of the words, but cum on.

Yes, that made me laugh that I typed that. At some point, I will reward myself.

Pari jumped down from the chair. We all knew what would happen. Pari knew what would happen. It was glorious. What I didn't expect was for Pari to strip, right there in the restaurant. She laughed and turned to me.

"We own the marina, too," she said. Well sure. She walked towards the door and every single eye in the room was on her cute little ass.

"She has an amazing ass," said Tianna.

Yes, she does.

Tianna hopped up, stripped, handed her clothes to her mom and headed towards the door. There was a bit of a stampede. I will observe that Tianna also has a cute little ass.

Some people were carrying their clothes. Some had handed their clothes to someone else.

No one had clothes on. Including me. I'm just a struttin' with my lovely wife who is also naked. We're following our girlfriend and are going to an orgy.

So, a typical night.

We climbed on board and right there on a double lounge was Pari going down on Tianna. I should make it accurate. Tianna was kneeling over Pari, and they were both going to town. As in already vibrating. Tianna saw us all and hopped off the lounge and came over and took her mom's hand and led her back to the lounge. She pushed her mom down and now it is Jaylla and Pari. Tianna is a bit of a director, because she pulled Damiann over and literally helped slid his cock into her mom. Tianna then laid back next to them and waved her dad, Keon, over. Oh, she wasn't leaving Dorian out. Keon is fucking Tianna and Dorian is fucking Keon.

It is quite a family lounge, with Pari at the bottom.

It seems like the party is going well. Remember the dad and the preteen daughter? Kyan and Carley, out for a little daddy/daughter time. Their date night seems to be going better than they anticipated. Carley is just bouncing on Kyan and they're sharing Orlando's cock.

It got a little crazy from there. We'll just mention that Pari put on the panties and got out the crop and was basically in charge for the evening. You did what Pari told you to do. I wore out but she still thought I should bottom some more.

OK with me.

Finally everyone just wore out and fell asleep where they were. All of them. All of our guests. All of our new friends. Pari is asleep on Jaylla.

Well sure.

Amy and I went down to a cabin. We left the Master to Edwin, of course. We made gentle love and fell asleep.

Just a typical night in our lives.

Tianna gets involved

My name is Tianna. It was just dinner with my family. We own a little SeaRay and have a slip at the marina. We'd had a nice day and Dad decided we should celebrate with dinner at the restaurant. I think we've done it one other time that I can even remember. He even commented that we were supposed to have dinner there that night. A bit enigmatic, but he felt strongly about it and Mom just smiled and agreed.

Which somehow led to our entire family fucking up a storm with a large group of Dionysus royalty.

Good call on dinner, Dad. Really good call.

You have probably figured out by my actually having an entry in the journal that it was not a one-night fuckfest followed by us returning to our normal lives. It has already been mentioned that we all fell asleep kind of where we were. I fell asleep on a big lounge with Damiann on one side and Bill on the other.

Jessica was asleep face down on me.

That would be quite a story, but I'll let you use your imagination. I learned things. Oh, Damiann, Dorian, and I have been sexually active with each other for years, but we learned so many things.

Who the fuck would have thought to do that with a spatula? I mean seriously. You're making breakfast. Just flippin' the eggs. Suddenly you think, hey, what if...

Glad they did.

OK, back on track. Sex is not the point of this post. OK, there appears to be sex in even the most mundane posts. Did I mention that we live in a consulate now? No, we didn't move. You see, I got a job, working for Edwin. Yes, I'm working at 10. We lived outside of town, so were not in the school district or we would have been more openly fucking and definitely fucking our parents. Edwin's first task for me was to buy my own school district. We live in Ellicott City. It is a small town with only 25 schools, so no problem, right? I find the story funny, so I am going to tell it. Not the acquiring the school district part. That's a pretty common theme. Heck yes, I've read the entire journal.

My brothers and I are working our way through all the ideas.

This happened right after that meeting. You see, I was late to school. I didn't get to school until almost 10. It started in the parking lot. You see, Pari put us through driving school. Yeah, that's a story, right? I'm still kind of little, so there are only two choices. A big ass SUV or an Acura NSX. The SUV is practical. The NSX is fun.

Pari had one of each delivered.

So I pulled into the school in my NSX. Why drive the big ass SUV? I was at a bit of a loss. There were two choices. The staff lot or the visitor's lot. I pulled through visitors and there wasn't a parking place so that narrowed my choices. I pulled into the staff lot and found a spot in the back row and pulled in.

That's when the school resource officer showed up in her golf cart. Now I'm a pretty good kid, so I've seen her around the school, but never met her. If you've met her, you're probably not a good kid. It's not like she's a positive force for the school. I know by reputation that she is an officious jerk that enjoys her power over the kids.

You can imagine how that will go over in a Dionysus school.

She came screaming up in the cart and actually put it in a four wheel slide by slamming on the brakes. I'm pretty confident she did it on purpose. She got out of her cart and sauntered over. While I appreciate a good saunter, she was going for an effect that just didn't work.

"You can't park here," she said. The fact that a 10-year-old got out of a $150,000 car didn't even seem to register with her. She had her rules.

"Actually," I said. "I am an employee of the school district, in from the district office. I believe that would qualify as staff, don't you?"

She actually laughed.

"You're barely old enough to go to school here," she said, in an incredibly condescending tone.

I didn't like the tone.

"Does your typical student drive a car worth $150,000?" I asked. That had her stumped a bit. I just shook my head and walked around her towards the school. I got into the front door before she could figure out exactly what happened.

She'd be gone by the end of the day.

Now parents have to sign in their kids, at least under the old administration, but I was willing to waive that rule for myself, right? I walked up and pulled the clipboard over and started to sign myself in.

"You know you can't do that, Tianna," said the school secretary, with a smile.

I am doing her in the wrestling room on the first day it is complete. No, seriously. She's young and incredibly sweet and knows every kid in the school. Someone you can count on.

The first day.

"Well," I said. "There are going to be some changes in the school district." Just then, I heard the principal scream. That seemed odd. She came running out of her office holding her phone and screaming.

"Dionysus bought our school district!" she shouted.

I'm doing her, too. She is in her late thirties, a wonderful principal, and sexy AF. Maybe her, the secretary, and the athletic director together.

He's a hunk.

She saw me standing there and almost skidded to a halt.

"Are we supposed to salute or something?" she said, with a smile.

"I prefer a curtsy," I said, laughing.

"Huh?" said the secretary. Her name is Danika. The principal is Payton.

I figure I can use first names now.

"Tianna is the new superintendent of schools," said Payton, just so casually.

"But right now, I'm late for third grade reading," I said. "Can you let me in?"

They both looked at each other and Payton nodded. Danika hit the button and I headed in. Just as the door was closing, I turned back.

"Can you please fire the resource officer?" I said, holding the door. "We won't need her and she's kind of a jerk."

I let the door close. I wonder if they'd do it?

I got to class and walked into a standing ovation.

Apparently word is out.

My teacher waved me to the front of the room. Being the kind of person I am, I pulled out the book we were reading and started in where we stopped yesterday, reading aloud.

That got me some boos.

"What, did you want me to do something different?" I asked, all innocent and shit.

"So are the rumors true?" said Kadin. Kadin is probably the most outgoing kid in the room. Well, maybe number two. Have you met me? OK, you haven't, but you get my point.

"I don't know, man," I said. "Area 51 is still a mystery to me."

I am not making this easy for him.

"Fuck that," he said. I quickly covered my ears. We're a polite class.

"Language!" yelled, well, everyone except Kadin.

Out of the back of the class came a voice that I didn't recognize.

"Jinx!"

We all looked to the back.

Holy shit.

It was Aishea. Aishea has not spoken a word in class. I have been in class with Aishea since Pre-K. I have never heard her speak.

Ever.

She just shrugged.

"Felt like it was worth it," she said, with a little smile. I held my arms open and she damn near ran into my arms.

The kiss was spectacular. As in we needed to call the janitor to mop the floor. Thank goodness we had hugged. That's the only thing kept us both from falling down during our orgasms.

I turned Aishea around and pulled a lip balm out of my pocket and handed it to her. She got a funny look on her face and then it clicked. She liberally applied the lip balm. While she did, the class lined up. Very politely I might add. Except Kadin, who stood dejectedly at the size of the room. Aishea noticed and held up a finger to the line. She walked over to Kadin and put her hand behind his neck and pulled him in for a kiss that easily matched ours.

They should have hugged first. It took a moment for Aishea to wake up. She laughed and got back to the front of the line. Hug, kiss, hug, kiss.

It took the entire class period. Our poor teacher just stood there watching. Ah, I realized he didn't need to. None of these kids had signed permission forms for the teacher.

But I do.

I walked over to him and waved for him to bend over. I leaned forward just enough that I was confident he had a nice downblouse. Nothing really to see, but I saw that cock twitch. I followed Aishea's move and put my hand behind his neck and pulled him in for a kiss.

The best kiss I have ever had in my life. The kiss with Aishea was great, for sure. This was better. I think he believed it, too, given I rubbed his cock through his pants through the entire kiss. I could feel him start to throb and pulled my hand away and broke the kiss. He stood there taking deep breaths for a minute.

"A little earlier next time please," he said, laughing.

"Next time you'll be naked and you'll cum in my mouth," I said. The group moan was pretty damn impressive. I turned back to the class.

"Seems like the rumors are true," said Kadin.

Why yes, they are.

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