Chapter 82 - The Call - The Swarm
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The swarm

Leslie here. Lawrence had asked me to come to Vino to see his latest project. Visiting Lawrence was always a hoot because his team's inventions were so far out there. Let's face it, I was flying my ion powered fighter that I could use to zip to the moon if I wanted.

I landed at his office and he came out to meet me and I got a big bear hug. I liked his hugs. He was so excited too and I don't mean he was hard. OK, he was hard, but he was excited too. Whatever he was showing me really had him jazzed. We hopped into a cart and he drove us across the property to a giant hanger. The last time I'd been in this hanger was to see the F-81. What new toy would I get today? The hanger was huge, covering over 10 acres, so it could be anything.

We went in the door and holy shit a lot was going on. Do you remember the flying car from the Jetsons? Yeah, before my time, but I saw reruns. You have to look it up to understand this part. Flying around in the hanger were little Jetson cars. Maybe a foot long. Lawrence said they were his test models. There were busses too. Maybe two feet long. Some trucks, up to three feet long.

All flying at incredibly fast speeds, weaving in and out. They would fly a bit, then land, then take back off and fly somewhere else and land. There was a semi-circle of tape on the floor and he said to stay on this side of it, because the rest of the hanger belonged to the cars.

It was incredible. I don't mean there were just a few of them. There must have been a thousand or more. They were zooming by each other incredibly close but never hitting. Kind of the 3D version of the ion carts.

Oh. Got it. They were autonomous. Rylee had taken her software into three dimensions. I asked Lawrence and he just smiled. Then he stepped over the circle. Way out into the room. The cars would fly towards him, but then they saw him and flew around him. Some would even hover and wait until he moved and then land where he had been standing. I thought just seeing them fly was incredible, but he walked way out into the room, then waved me out. It was freaking insane. They'd fly by close enough that I'd feel a draft, but never hit me. Then Lawrence started jogging, then flat out running. They all adjusted. I couldn't believe how good the software had to be, but then I remembered.

Rylee.

Why had I doubted it?

He strode back and took my hand and led me back into the circle. I had just realized. They were silent. Not a motor sound. Nothing. Thousands of cars were flying around in dead silence. They were fast too.

He pulled out his phone and tapped something in and they all flew to the other side of the room and landed. You couldn't even see the floor, they landed so close together. He tapped out a few more things and a big door opened on the other side and out flew a dozen or so of the cars, but full-size. Car size. Then a couple what had to be busses, and then a truck. A big truck. They didn't roll out, they flew out. It wasn't as many, but it was just as impressive as they flew around the room. The cars really did look a lot like a Jetson car. Sleek and rounded with a bubble top. He tapped again and one flew over and landed right in front of us and the canopy opened up and a small stair folded down. He took my hand and we got in the car and put on seat belts. Another tap and it closed up and we gently took off and started flying around the room. Holy shit. It was like floating on air, but fast. I was flying in a fucking Jetson car. I leaned over and whispered in his ear and he got a big grin on his face. I unzipped his pants and pulled out his nice hard cock. I unstrapped and stood and just pulled the shorts of my romper to the side and settled down on his cock.

I'd asked him if anyone had fucked in one yet and he shook his head no. Someone had to christen it. I gently bounced up and down and then he told me to stop. He tapped some things on his phone and the car hovered. Then it started bouncing. Yes bouncing. Just enough to make me bounce up and down on his cock. It was so cool. He started gently rubbing my clit and tweaking my nipple through my top and that was all she wrote. I went over hard and he filled me up. I stood up and shifted my romper back into place and put his cock away and zipped him up.

Squish, squish.

Back to his phone and we flew out the door and flew back to his office. It settled down outside and we got out. Then it flew itself back to the hanger and the door of the hanger closed. We could see it in the distance. We headed into his office. Squish, squish. He'd left a pretty damn big load in me.

"How the hell do those work?" I asked. "No wings. They just floated around and look to be pretty fast."

"Anti-gravity," said Lawrence, with a smile. I was going to laugh and challenge him, then I realized he was serious.

"Tom Swift kind of anti-gravity?" I asked. He smiled.

"Exactly. I read the whole series when I was a kid and have been fascinated ever since. I worked with Nan, Tegan, and Jessica on it," he said. Jessica? My sister Jessica?

"Jessica? My 3-year-old sister Jessica?" I asked. He smiled and nodded.

"It was actually her breakthrough. When we publish, she'll be the lead author," said Lawrence. "The other three of us were close but couldn't get the level of granularity. Our models worked but were jerky. Too jerky for Rylee's software to control. Nan suggested we let Jessica look at it and Tegan flew them both over. We spent an afternoon walking through it with Jessica and she immediately pointed out the changes we needed to make to give them more control. Rylee adjusted her software and you rode in the results."

"It's a good thing most of my co-authors were under 9, or you wouldn't have gotten to go first. Although Rylee did insist it should be you, although she promised to be second," he said, with another laugh. "I admit I built a small bus that doesn't have any seats, just a bed. What can I say?"

We walked through the tech a little, although it wasn't my area of expertise. Then we got to cost. These things had to cost a fortune.

"We can build the four passenger car with a slightly simpler design. It won't look quite like the Jetson's car. We did that kind of as a joke, but it turned out to be a nice design. The cheaper ones would be modestly boxier, but still show their roots. We can build one for about $3,000," said Lawrence. "Unlimited range. Three hundred mph speed."

$3,000. I called him out on it, and he assured me it was accurate. I asked what the bus costs, and it was only $9,000. The trucks were more, because they needed bigger anti-grav units to lift weight. The cost was directly proportional to their weight capacity. They'd discovered a limit of about 80 tons, which was what a semi could carry today. Higher than that and the anti-grav was disruptive on the ground.

Well sure.

Just then the door opened and out popped his co-authors, including Rylee. They were really excited. We talked it all through and decided the first thing to do was to build cars for the residents of Vino and our other islands. It would totally change their commute. Dad's Hyperloop subway didn't seem that necessary anymore. Sorry Dad. It finally got close to lunchtime. Jessica stood up.

"Come on Lawrence," she said, holding out her hand. "We'll head over to lunch a little early. The other four don't have age problems like we do, so I'm sure they all want to celebrate and get each other off." With that, she swept out of the room with Lawrence in tow. Pretty self-aware that kid, because by the time the door clicked shut, the four of us were naked. I think Lawrence was a little disappointed though. I'd make it up to him later. Then again, I already had.

You can imagine what happened now. Just us girls. We're very oral. Very oral. It was spectacular.


Speedy Lawrence

Still Leslie. Lawrence is fast and I don't mean premature ejaculation. He is just fine in that department. Just a useful hint. Nerds are incredible lovers. They want to pleasure you. OK, off-topic, but true.

I meant he was fast at getting shit done. Within weeks he had several hundred of the cars built. The original plan was to start on Vino. Then Dad heard about it. Oh, we were starting on Vino, but Dad insisted several dozen be delivered to the family. Wow, that sounded like we were the mafia or something. Then he suggested a lottery system to start delivering them. Lawrence decided he wanted some to go to Boreas, to ensure they dealt with the cold, although he designed them to be useful even in the Arctic. He did mention that he could retrofit the tech to working cars too. Even convert them to ion power in the process. We had a long talk about manufacturing capability too.

Production ramped up. He also delivered, quickly, a number of busses, to serve as interisland shuttles, although the subway would still be a useful tool.

We were flying around now. No seriously. The entire family was joyfully riding around in their flying cars going nowhere. It was just a hoot. You get in, tell the car where you want to go, and sit down. That's it. Off you go on the shortest route. Rylee did adjust the software so the cars wouldn't pass so close together. It wasn't because there was a risk. It was because it was terrifying. You'd be heading straight towards another car and pass within inches.

It even scared me.

I loaded one in my F-81 and flew to DC. Yes, they would fit in the cargo bay if I took out some of the armament. I landed at The Falls. Oh good. Barb and Davis were home, and Amai was visiting. I had lunch plans, but it was early in the morning, so...

Oh, come on. You know. Girl fun is great, but have you seen Davis' cock? For that matter, tits and a cock are pretty spectacular too. I did miss Barb, so I focused on her first. Imagine what position that left me in! We'll just leave it that Amai went first and Davis enjoyed sloppy seconds. I was tempted to squish, squish, but the White House, right? Oh, Barb cleaned me out and then we all showered. Then we showered again. You know.

I had messaged Kyrsten that I was landing something unusual on the lawn and for the Secret Service to not freak out. I warned it didn't have a transponder, but I'd call her before I crossed the fence. I had my phone in my hand and did just that, then gently landed in the Rose garden. She came out the door of the Oval office.

"A Jetson car?" said Kyrsten. "You arrived in a Jetson car? That thing actually works?" I waved her to get on and waved one of her Secret Service detail on too. I gave her credit, she did. Oh, Kyrsten was already on board. I promised I wouldn't cross the fence line.

The canopy closed and I told the car to do two laps of the White House at 300 feet then land.

So, it did.

"Take us to the nearest Starbucks," said Kyrsten. We gently lifted up and headed down Pennsylvania Avenue. I'm sure there were a lot of pissed off agents, but we landed perfectly in an open parking spot. I opened the canopy and the three of us went in to buy coffee. Kyrsten shook a lot of hands and took a lot of selfies, then we took our coffee back and flew to the White House.

In my Jetson's car.

"So how many millions is one of these cars?" asked Kyrsten.

"Retail, fully loaded, around $4,500," I said. "The entry model is $3,000." Kyrsten laughed.

"Wait, you're serious. You are going to completely wipe out the value of the entire auto industry," said Kyrsten.

"That's a little bit why I am here. You're absolutely right and we want to work with them, not against them. We're prepared to invest and do technology shares, but we have to be careful and we have to be in charge," I said.

"Well, fuck, you just screwed up my day," said Kyrsten. "Barb, come in here please."

Yeah, I got a hug and since it was just the three of us now, a bit of a grope, which make Kyrsten laugh.

"Are you spending the night?" asked Kyrsten. Oh, I knew that look.

"I can," I said. She invited me to stay in the Lincoln bedroom. Barb smirked a bit, but hey, what can I say. Kyrsten suggested we meet tomorrow with the CEO of Ford and the CEO of GM. Why not? I needed someone on my side though, so I texted Belen to pick up Lawrence and fly to The Falls. I loved that both of them just replied with smileys. Our meeting was already scheduled for noon DC time tomorrow, so they had plenty of time. Kyrsten has the power to get those two to DC in 24 hours. The President and all. Too bad they were probably flying in a G650. Belen will pick up Lawrence and be here faster. I went back to The Falls to wait on my friends and would be back, pajamas in hand, at 9 pm. 2100. I'm so used to 2100 now.

We'll just leave it that the Lincoln bedroom is comfortable. And some of the things that happened probably had never happened in that room before. Who am I kidding? Chris has stayed in the bedroom many times. I didn't have anything new.


CEO 1 and CEO 2

Belen here. Leslie said I needed to do the journal today. I'd been researching this, with Lawrence, for a long time. As soon as I heard about the flying cars, I started working on next steps. I was in a graduate business class and proposed this as the class project. Leslie and Lawrence thought it was great. The professor put me in charge of the entire project. I had competitive teams, financial teams, business teams, due diligence teams. You get the idea. We also quietly bought one of every vehicle that GM, Ford, Toyota, and VW make. In VW's case, that included Audi and the Porsche SUVs. We had them flown to Aether and the entire class spent the weekend driving them. All combinations. We really got to know them. Our conclusion was that the GM and Ford products, except for their trucks, sucked. Ford was already exiting the car business in the US and GM was close. There was little to save from their model lines. The Toyota and VW products were a notch up, and the Lexus and Audi lines were really just big Toyotas and Volkswagens.

Now don't count on the analysis of the cars only coming from our class. We included a number of experts, like Morgan, Lance, Marco. Our Marco, not Mario's Marco.

What a weird sentence.

Toyota's market cap was too high to touch. Maybe after their stock tanked once we did early deals. That's bad of me, but true. GM and Ford together were under $100 billion. VW was another $90 billion, so overpriced, but had good brands. BMW and Mercedes were overpriced. Renault-Nissan and Hyundai were bargains. We'd buy someone that was technically advanced and keep their design people and buy others just for manufacturing capacity. All in, total control for our first buys would be in the $250 billion range. I know that sounds insane, but given the market size of flying cars, our analysis said that for us it was worth it. Solely because we control flying cars.

This is weird.

Ah, the meeting is starting. It's Leslie, Lawrence, and me, plus the two CEOs, plus Kyrsten. She is actually attending the meeting. The President of the United States.

And we're having dinner with her tonight! I'm a little awestruck, but she was so sweet when we met. She leaned over and whispered in my ear that I shouldn't be intimidated because without Chris, she wouldn't have a job and the kingmaker was much more powerful. She also winked at me. She's sweet.

We all sat around a conference table in the White House, right outside Kyrsten's office. Wow. Did anyone mention I was 10 years old? No one actually did. Both CEOs knew of Leslie, so they treated her as an adult, but they did me too. I admit I didn't expect that. I had our presentation materials with me. I had copies for everyone. It was just the financials. No PowerPoints! I was sure that Leslie was ready. Oh, I was introduced as the car expert. That didn't even get an eyebrow raise. Kyrsten did a short introduction and turned the meeting over to Leslie.

"Before we start, we have a short demonstration," said Leslie. "It is really necessary to position the meeting properly. Belen, why don't you take them for a short drive." OK, sure. I stood up and both the executives did too. So did Kyrsten.

"Oh, I'm coming along," said Kyrsten. A Secret Service agent followed us out the doors into the Rose Garden. Sitting there was our Jetson's car. Did you know the real Jetsons car was green in most of the episodes? OK, I used real loosely, but our car was painted identically.

"Is this a joke?" said the GM CEO.

I hit the button and the canopy opened. Kyrsten and I got in the second row, forcing them into the front. The agent was in the third row. Kyrsten beat me to it.

"Take us to the nearest Starbucks," said Kyrsten. We lifted off gently and flew over the fence and landed.

"Come on. That was the demonstration," said the CEO of Ford.

"Pick a destination. Anything. One of the monuments. A museum. Your grandmother's house. Do either of you have relatives nearby?" I asked.

"I have an Aunt in Bethesda," said the Ford CEO.

"Say the words take me to my aunt," I said. The Ford CEO smirked at me.

"Take me to my aunt," he said.

"Your nearest aunt is your Aunt Myrtle, in Bethesda," said the car. "Is that your preferred destination?" He looked at me and I nodded.

"Yes," he said. Ten minutes later, he was giving his aunt a quick hug and she was taking a selfie with Kyrsten. We flew back to the White House. I'm not sure Aunt Myrtle even noticed the car.

Once we were back in the room, we sat around the table.

"How did it know about my aunt?" he asked. I held up my arm. I was wearing one of the new watches. Think the Apple Watch, if it was much thinner and vastly more knowledgeable. The AI was a joint effort of Rylee and Bob and accessed virtually every database in the world, including quite a few it shouldn't.

"How many aunts does James have?" I said.

"James has two aunts. Myrtle in Bethesda, who is the sister of his mother. He has another aunt, April, who lives in Boca Raton and is the sister of his father," said my watch.

"Wow, that's disturbing," said James, the Ford CEO.

"You have no idea," I said.

"What is James' home address?" I asked and the watch rattled it off. His eyes got big.

"What is Mary's personal cellphone number?" I asked and the watch responded again but wasn't done.

"In addition, Mary has a prepaid cellphone," said the watch, rattling off another number. For some reason that made her blush. We all tried hard to not laugh.

"OK, that's a nice parlor game, but not why we are here," said Leslie, bringing us back in focus. "Belen has a proposal for both of you." She turned to me.

Me. She expects me to do the pitch. Whoa. OK, I'm good. Hyperventilating, but good.

I walked through the concepts of providing our flying tech to their companies, but that it would require a complete revamp of their model lines. We didn't expect Jetsons cars, although they were fun, but pragmatic ion-based cars that could be driven on the road or flown. I shared that we had several examples to show them. I walked through our projections of the growth of the market and then another projection of their revenues and eventual death if they chose not to work with us.

"Is that a threat?" said James. "You can't threaten us."

"Not at all," I said. "Just a statement of facts. We would prefer this chart." I handed them each a chart showing the revenue growth of their respective company if they partnered with us.

"Holy shit," said Mary. James barked out a laugh.

"Well these do look a little better," said James. "But there is always an ask. What's yours?"

"We want to purchase controlling interest in your company," I said. "Both of them."

"Controlling interest?" said Mary. "Are you nuts? Hell, I've held off, but you're a freaking kid." I could tell Leslie was going to jump in, and Kyrsten actually laughed a little. I waved them both off.

"Perhaps you're misunderstanding our leverage in this situation," I said. "Other companies are cheaper and frankly, in a better position with their model lines. Leslie and our leadership council want to favor the two largest US car companies, primarily for sentimental reasons. We all know it is not financially the best choice. It is certainly within your rights to walk away, just be aware that we will be building this technology and we can build a flying car for less than you can build a Focus or Malibu. Our offer is simple. We will purchase 100% of both of your companies at the closing price today. That offer is valid until end of day tomorrow. And you better get the Ford heirs onboard if they want to have anything left. They won't like actually working. So, let's leave it here. If you do not respond, or pass, then we will move on and will likely purchase your company from the ashes. Thank you for your time."

With that, I got up and walked out of the room. I didn't actually have anywhere to go, so I hung around in the Oval office. Maybe I had made a mistake. I waited about three minutes and then Kyrsten and Leslie walked in, almost crying they were laughing so hard. Oh shit, they're laughing at me. I guess they saw my face fall.

"No, no," said Kyrsten. "We're not laughing at you. We're laughing at them. You stuck a knife in, twisted it hard, and then walked out. It was simply brilliant. You left them panicking. You also left them at each other's throats. I shouldn't be laughing, because we've already had to save this industry once, but it was truly brilliant. ...will likely purchase your company from the ashes. That is the single best line in a business negotiation that I have ever heard. Ever." Then they started laughing again.

Leslie and I spent the next day meeting with the head of VW and of Renault-Nissan. Both immediately saw the crisis and agreed to a buyout. Hyundai called us and yes, them too. Toyota called too, but we told them they were wildly overpriced, and we'd wait it out. They were panicking, so I suspected we'd pick them up cheap eventually. Several world leaders expressed concern about the concentration of ownership. We pointed out that for us, it would be cheaper to let all the companies die. They saw the benefit of our purchases at that point.

Oh, and Ford and GM? Ford agreed. GM didn't. I setup an unlimited buy order for GM at 30% of the current day price. If their stock dropped that low, my order would buy any shares tendered at the 30% price.

I'd own it all eventually.

Look at me saying I would own it. I mean the kingdom, of course. Forty-eight hours after our meeting with GM and Ford, we were back in Robertville meeting with several members of the council. Bob and Amy, Morgan and Chris, and Orlando. Essentially the leadership team.

Leslie had me lead again and I walked them through the purchases. We'd added Fiat-Chrysler at the last minute and done a sweetheart deal.

"So, we own, outright, Lamborghini, Porsche, and Ferrari. That's going to make it a little weird to drive for Mercedes. Why don't you just buy them too?" said Bob.

"We didn't see the need," I said.

"You're right, but it is an iconic brand," said Bob. "Buy it for the name." They'd already come to us, hopeful. I sent a text offering 80% of market cap. They accepted in less than ten minutes. I let Jason know and all the purchases were already funded.

"So where are you going to base the parent company?" asked Amy. "Here in Robertville could be problematic. If you want to stay near your family, then either pick someplace they want to move, or just base it in Athens." I looked at Leslie and waited for her to reply, although her wording was weird.

"She's not asking me," said Leslie, with a smile. Wait, what? I turned back to Amy, clearly perplexed.

"You just bought companies. It's your responsibility to run them or hire someone to run them. I think you should do it yourself, but it is your call," said Amy. "Whoever you pick comes from a small pool of people that understand Dionysus. I don't think you'll find a better candidate than you."

At various times in my life, I have been called talkative, disruptive, and even an occasional power mad. But I am still freaking 10 years old. Why do they think I could do it? Do I think I could do it? I guess those are different questions. I do think I could do it.

"The questions isn't whether we think you can do it. It is whether you think you can do it," said Leslie. "It's not like you're moving to the Arctic. You'll have a huge family to help you out in any way that we can."

Family? Did she just say family? Leslie smiled at me almost like she could read my mind. That was a little weird. Then she handed me a small jewelry box. Inside were the most beautiful stones. Sapphires, amethyst, and diamond. I'd read enough journal entries to know they were real. Only the...

Oh. No. Just no. I think I pulled my hand back like the box was on fire.

Wait, how did they know I loved to mix purple and blue together?

"Belen, come on. You always wear blue and purple together. It's your signature. Even I noticed that," said Bob. Wait, huh?

"There are things to learn," laughed Leslie. "Just roll with it."

"I'll do it," I heard myself say. A little out of body there for a moment. "I don't know where I'll base it. Athens is convenient and could provide a boon to their economy. The taxes are onerous though. We've never asked for an exception for just us, and I know that's important to you. My suggestion is that the official world-headquarters is on Aether. It's the easiest island to allow outsiders. We build a small office building there. Maybe thirty or so. The real core of the decision making, if we can find the right talents. As I recall, you favor inexperienced and eager." That got a few smiles and snickers.

"We clearly don't have to make these decisions tonight. I will attack the issues with fervor in the morning. For now, could we take a break and fuck?" I suggested.

There I go, ordering people around. Oh, and I did. My first official order was for King Bob to be on his back with Queen Amy sitting on his face.

Leaving another spot open for me.

Damn that felt good. Squish, squish.


An emergency!

Amy here. I just got an emergency alert on my phone.

This is going to sound ridiculous, but it was an emergency alert for a shampoo. You know the story. There was a feature in the app that if you were in crisis, you could hit the emergency button, and someone would be there as quickly as possible. The result wasn't always a shampoo, although often it was, but more that someone had your back, regardless of who you were, and those in the shampoo program were already volunteers to help someone in a difficult time.

The emergency alert was a big fucking deal. I looked and I was the closest. I happened to be on Eros, doing a little shopping, and was less than two blocks away. I hit the button that I'd take it. I didn't even look at the profile. I just moved. I didn't know if it was a man or a woman and I didn't care. They needed someone and I was going. Now this wasn't an emergency for the police. We had those too. Same with a medical emergency.

It was still a big fucking deal. I jogged, and remember I'm pretty fast, and I got there almost immediately and rang the doorbell.

I opened it and there was a woman, in a sundress, but she was easily over six-feet tall. A big, beautiful woman. Stunningly so. I got wet even in a crisis beautiful. I could see the shocked look on her face. I had never met her, and I would have remembered. We had grown so big that I didn't know almost anyone anymore, particularly on Eros.

"You're the Queen," she stammered.

"Yes, I am. May I come in? I got the alert and was the closest," I said.

She moved to the side and I stepped in and she repeated it.

"But you're the Queen," she said.

Well, that was a conversation starter, but not helping her crisis. Like Morgan, I knew how to find the master bedroom, so I took her hand and led her that way. Little me, leading this striking tall woman. All I knew was that her name was Shannon. We got into the bedroom and it was beautiful. Her tastes were amazing, and I just loved the room. I turned to face her, and she had calmed a little. At least she seemed to be beyond the Queen thing.

"I moved so fast I didn't read what you said. Do you want to share what happened? You don't have to," I said. She just shook her head no, which was fine.

I reached up to take the spaghetti straps of her sundress and she stopped me.

"You won't want to. You just won't. You'll find out what the problem was. I'm a freak," she said. I had no idea what was happening, but it was clear it was good I came.

"Listen Shannon, there is absolutely nothing that I will discover that could ever make me think you're a freak. Nothing. I'm here to help. If you don't want me to shampoo your hair, we can just talk, but I can tell you it helps. It's saved me from more than one crisis," I said. "I like doing it. I am here because I want to be." I figured I needed to do something to change the situation and luckily I was in a sundress too.

So, I pulled the straps to the side and let it fall. Yeah, I had twins, but I still looked good and I'm not trying to be immodest.

She let out a little moan. I admit I appreciated that I was still moan-worthy. I reached again for her shoulder straps and she let me this time. Her dress fell to the ground.

Oh. Got it. Out popped her rock hard 9-inch (23 cm) uncut cock.

"Shannon, you're beautiful. Simply beautiful. I don't know what happened, and you don't have to tell me, but I don't see a single thing that makes me believe you are anything other than a beautiful woman," I said. I got the slightest of reactions. Just a tiny movement of her lips to a small smile.

Progress.

I took her hand and led her into the bathroom. She just stood there quietly while I got the shower ready. I pushed her into the shower, and she sat down. I started shampooing her hair and just like others have described it, I could feel the tension leaving. I still felt like she needed more though. She needed validation and I was in a position to provide it. I reached down and took one of her hands and put it on my breast. I took the other and put it on my clit.

I continued the shampoo while she ever so gently caressed me. Damn it was sensual, for both of us. Finally, I finished, and I was pretty damn close to finishing. We stepped out and I dried her off and she did the same to me. She did it so carefully and it was glorious.

I took her hand and led her to the bed and pushed her on her back. I climbed up her body.

"I have to ask, and you have to answer. Are you OK with this?" I asked.

"Yes, oh yes," she said, quietly.

I lifted up and set myself down onto her cock. Oh, it filled me up. I reached up and started massaging her breasts while I gently rose up and down. It was sexy and it was sensual, and I loved it.

"I'm going to cum," she said.

I didn't stop. I knew there was no risk. Everyone was tested every month. I let her fill me up and oh she did. I was cumming so hard that I milked it out of her. I rolled off and she rolled with me and cleaned every drop out. She didn't know me well, because she swallowed it, but I respected that. We ended up laying there for a minute and I realized she was softly crying. I rolled and hugged her, and we cried a little together.

We sat up and had a long talk. She had a new boyfriend and hadn't known how to tell him the truth. She made the mistake of waiting until they were finally in the bedroom. He'd freaked and grabbed his clothes and run out of the room. She understood now that her approach was wrong, but I admit I was surprised anyone on the island would have that reaction. It turned out it wasn't. She had been dating someone that lived in Athens.

"It wasn't you. It was him. We both know that," I said. "You know now to be honest earlier. I can absolutely tell you work out, so perhaps one of your early dates could be at the gym. Then they'd see everything in the shower and would be able to end it more gracefully. I admit I would date on the islands too." She loved that idea and it was one I was going to mention to Heather to share in her sex ed classes.

We chatted for a while and I realized I really liked her. Yes, the sex was great, but I meant as a person. As a friend. I told her I had been shopping and invited her to go shopping with me and then come back to the house for dinner and to meet Bob.

She kept trying to say no, but I realized she was afraid of meeting the King.

"Shannon, you just fucked the Queen. Is the King really that intimidating? Let me tell you, if you have the interest, he'd love to climb into bed with you and you could have your choice of top, bottom, or both," I said. That perked her up and yes, I mean in that way. I playfully slapped her cock.

"Save it girl," I said. "You'll find a good use for it. You never know who is at dinner at our place." I texted Elias that I was bringing one for dinner and to tell Bob to be sure to be at dinner. I got a smiley back. Emojis. We lived by emojis.

Shannon and I dressed and walked back to the dress shop. I insisted on buying her several beautiful dresses, to her great protests, because this shop catered to the guests and was damned expensive.

"Shannon. I own a country. I can afford a few dresses for you," I said. I actually got a laugh from her and it was so cool. What a turn around. I didn't know her type, but I was going to broaden her social circle. She was wonderful. Finally, it was time and we headed out. Somebody had taken my helicopter today, so I grabbed one the F-81 space fighters that was parked at our house. Yes, there was more than one and no, I didn't know why. I could have flown an E-82, but this was handy.

Shannon gave me a look and I just took her hand and led her on board. I put her in the co-pilot seat and took off. Oh, I could have done the 3-minute flight home, but this was my day to make Shannon happy.

So, we did an orbit. I had the passenger pod, so once we were in a stable orbit, I took her in the back to float around for a bit. No, I didn't let her fuck me in space, although I happily would have. She needed to save herself for tonight. I told her that and that we'd take another flight on another day so she could fuck me in space.

That got another laugh and a hearty agreement.

I was confident Shannon was feeling better now.

We finally landed and walked into the house. Her eyes were big, which is understandable given our house. We're so used to it that we don't think about it, but newcomers do. We talked into the kitchen and it was filled with people. Sure, why not. Mi Casa es su Casa. It was rare that our table wasn't pretty full. Jessica and Bill were wandering around, so I introduced them to Shannon. Bill was cute, as he held out his hand. Shannon carefully shook it. Jessica did the same, so Shannon leaned over, I suspect giving a nice down blouse shot to them both. Jessica leaned in and kissed Shannon right on the mouth.

Yeah, it might be time to talk to them some more, but Shannon rolled with it, which I appreciated.

Jesse and Julia were here, which was wonderful, and OMG so was Juanita. I gave her SUCH a big hug. This was going to be interesting. I got a pretty passionate kiss in return, which made Jesse and Julia laugh, and got a thoughtful look from Shannon. Since Juanita was here, I knew why the house was full. Gabe and Carlina, along with Luca and Tegan were here, of course. Orlando was here with Grace, Valeria, and Camila. That was becoming more common. Leslie was in town, which was nice, and had Hunter, Hallie, Rylee, Henry, Carol, Elena, and Marta were with her. Morgan and Sophia were here too. Of course, Ruby and her clan too.

I turned and Chris and Noah were here too. They spent a lot of time in New York, so we didn't see them as much. I decided it was too many people to do introductions one by one, so I climbed on the table.

Hey, I'm short.

"Welcome everyone. I want to introduce my new friend Shannon. Find the time to introduce yourself to her. She's great fun and yes, that's how I mean it," I said and got a laugh. Shannon looked a little shocked, but with a big smile. I guess that wasn't very discrete of me. I got down and apologized to her.

"No, it's fine," she said. "Think what that did for my street cred." Yeah, we both laughed.

"I want to warn you that things will get a little crazy tonight. You're welcome to stay and let me tell you it would be the night of your life, but at any point if you want to leave, just tell anyone and they'll run you home," I said.

"I'm not completely sure what you're telling me, but if what I think you're saying is right, I might never leave," said Shannon. Hmm. I might be able to live with that.

I went on to tell her about what we do with s'mores. She got hard. It embarrassed her a little given it was visible beneath her sundress, but I assured her that anyone that noticed would like it. Ruby walked up, visibly looking at her erection. She gave Shannon a big smile and held out her hand. Shannon took Ruby's hand.

Ruby led her away towards the bedrooms.

Oh my. From being sad about a breakup to time with Ruby, with me in between.

It was quite a day for Shannon, and it was just starting.


Fuck him. He missed out

Shannon here. Queen Amy said I could write my own entry. Oh, she also said I should just call her Amy, but that was kind of hard.

Me too. Bad joke, I know, but damn. Amy. Then Ruby.

Fuck the guy. His loss, not mine.

I met so many amazing people. Princes. Princesses. Counts. Countesses.

Then asked me if I'd like to fuck.

That was a yes. I'd used up two, but I wasn't done. Somehow I was walking around with Chris who was holding my hand. She suggested I choose two or three more people to go with us. Two or three! I made sure what she meant, and she said to pick anyone I wanted, but if they weren't 9 years old I had to pick someone else. Holy shit I liked this.

I didn't know names, so she led me around and introduced me and asked me to pick. I met Grace and Camila! They're famous too. I pulled Chris to the side, because I had to confirm what she meant. She said yes, if I wanted, I could choose either of them too.

Hot damn. So many choices. Chris did say to not rush things because I'd get plenty of other times. Really? I pushed back and she laughed.

"Mom likes you. You'll be back," said Chris. I'd made friends with the freaking Queen's family. Hell, Chris was still holding my hand.

Choices, choices, it was a little overwhelming and I told Chris that. She asked if I wanted her to choose. I just nodded. What could I do? She picked a young woman named Rylee. She was truly stunning. I also met Rylee's kids Carol and Henry, and they laughed at the look I gave them. Rylee promised to tell me the story someday but did say she was 14 years old. And their mom.

This place was interesting.

She suggested we needed another cock or two, because she and Rylee were insatiable. She actually used the word insatiable. She introduced me to a cutie named Noah but said she could have him any time. He laughed and we walked off. She finally explained that he was her husband. Well sure. Her husband and he blew her off. I asked her about it.

"Don't worry about him. With all these choices he'll find plenty of fun people to fuck," said Chris. "I know he's been missing a good cock in his ass, so my guess is bro time. Oh, maybe we should have picked him. No, no, Rylee and I want all your cum."

She then introduced me to Ruby's brother Gabe. Swoon. I think I swooned. Gabe suggested Luca, who was apparently Chris' nephew now, but a little older than she was. This was one confusing family, but the five of us, Chris, Rylee, Gabe, Luca, and I headed back to a bedroom. That's when I found out that Gabe and Luca were part of a quad with the two little cuties Carlina and Tegan that were too young for me.

Darn.

Chris led us all into the bedroom and in a flash everyone was naked. Chris shared that they were only wearing clothes because I was a new guest and that any other night everyone would have been naked. This was one fun family. Oh, I think I said that already.

Chris pushed me down on the bed and took me in her mouth. I am pretty sure I groaned. She slid up and carefully lowered herself onto my cock. Oh, she felt so good. So good. What was I upset about earlier? I can't even remember.

Rylee got up on her knees next to me and started kissing me. She was an excellent kisser. Seriously good at it. Gabe climbed up and slid right into her and was kissing Chris.

Then Luca slid into Gabe. There was so much to watch! I concentrated on the visuals and tried to hold off and did pretty well. Chris came multiple times which I liked. Luca came first and pulled out.

And came all over me. Then Gabe did too. They laughed and said new guests got all the cum. Then they showed me cleanup. Oh, I'll bet I was supposed to kiss it to Amy earlier. I'll make up for it. I promise I will.

Then they got into a discussion about who I should fuck next. Next. I guess I didn't even get to be involved. They realized what they were doing and laughed.

"Sorry," said Chris. "We get a little carried away. It is certainly your choice, or I can run out and get anyone else that attracted your eye. We will all help."

I thought about it for a bit.

"Tough choice, isn't it?" laughed Chris.

"Sophia," I said, softly.

"Oh, Mom is an excellent choice," said Luca. Yeah that didn't make much sense, but he ran out of the room, still naked and came back with her.

"I think I won the lottery!" said Sophia climbing up and dropping right on. Well, Gabe had gotten me ready. Such a thoughtful young man.

"You think you won the lottery?" I said. "Are you kidding me? This is the best day of my life." Sophia was leisurely bouncing up and down and Luca had found a way to lick us both while she did. Luca. Her son.

These people were seriously fun. Yes, I heard the story while I was fucking Sophia but mid-sentence she just exploded. I couldn't hold back but she lifted up and off just in time.

And I gave myself quite a facial. The entire group descended on me and licked it off, kissing every drop to me.

I could have died, and it would have been just fine.

They all hopped up and Sophia took my hand and led me back out into the living room with everyone else following. Still naked.

That was OK because everyone else was too. It was a freaking fuck fest.

I wore out eventually. All the cocks did. You know how that works. Somehow I ended up spending the night with Luca and Chris in my bed.

Yay.


The Grammys

Grace here. This post seemed appropriate for me. You see we were going to the Grammys. Orlando and I both had nominations and so did Kevin. Our friends Rachel and Ray were nominated too! We scored extra tickets, so Gina was Kevin's date. Rachel and Ray were bringing their parents. Orlando was bringing Bob and I was bringing Amy. My parents had been before, and Orlando's hadn't.

Fun group.

But first we had to decide who to dress us. Do we go with different designers? It is actually a big deal for women. Not so much for men. But something had been nagging at me for a while. Curiosity I guess. You see when we dressed well, we always went to Timmy and magic happened. The most amazing clothes. Remember Amy's green dress? Seriously beautiful clothes.

So, I went to see Timmy. I wanted to know if everything was one designer or a group effort or what. I headed into the store and he gave me a big hug. We all loved Timmy. Yeah, I got a big kiss and a bit of a grope too. Oh, I liked it.

"What can we do for you Grace?" asked Timmy.

"I had a question for you. I've seen dozens of people that you've dressed and every single one looks incredible and your creations take on their personality. They're amazing," I said, to smiles from Timmy. "So that's the question. Who does the designs? Do you have a design team? They're glorious."

I had never seen Timmy grin that big and I had seen him in situations that deserved quite a smile.

"All the designs are mine. I've been designing for my Dad since I was a small child and still personally do every design," he said.

Well I'll be damned. I gave him another hug. We needed to celebrate this revelation. We didn't have a lot of time, so it was a fast fuck bent over a chair. In the showroom. With an audience.

"Why haven't you made a bigger deal out of this before?" I asked. He gave me the smallest of smiles.

"That wasn't my place. I just enjoyed doing it," he said. Stupid modesty. Well no more.

"OK I appreciate that, but I have a proposal for you. There are eight of us going to the Grammys. Four men. Four women. I'd like you to dress us all and we would like to talk about you publicly," I said. "You have the potential to be a world-renowned designer."

He tried to be modest, but I could see he was interested so I pushed him a bit. Finally, he agreed. Damn straight he did.

So, I started calling friends that I knew would be attending. Taylor. Camila. Selena. All in I found 13 more people interested in my new designer discovery. I worked with Timmy. He did all the designs on computer anyway, so he did all 21 designs and dressed them using an available photo. He showed them all to me and they were freaking stunning. He chose a simple dress for me in the most fabulous fabric in the palest of lavender. Not a typical color and I would rock it. He dressed Orlando in a simple suit. Not a tux but an incredibly nice suit that showed him off flawlessly. It was the most incredible wool I had ever touched.

Everyone approved their choice once he emailed them the photos. That meant we needed to do measurements. OK not we but I wanted to help. We setup a day in New York and a day in LA. That easily covered everyone. Timmy worked differently and actually made all the clothes based on a computer analysis of their photo. That meant the fittings should, in theory, only require minor changes. So off to LA we went. Timmy, Mia, Orlando, and me. Yes, for his specialty work he asked Mia to help. Best seamstress in the world for sure.

We went to LA first. I'd helped arrange appointment times, but nobody paid too much attention to that. They all came over early and spent the day. They were friends after all. My buddy Dan Reynolds, the lead singer from Imagine Dragons, was the first to arrive. I will always remember my first real tour fondly as their intro act. We were an odd pairing, but I had so much fun with them. No, not that. I was a sweet innocent girl way back then. Taylor and Selena showed up minutes later.

No that's not right. Camila was already there when we arrived last night. She's really a family member.

Halsey showed up with Pink. Timmy hadn't even dressed Pink, but she came to beg, as she put it. He had a design done for her and approved before lunch.

I won't go through everyone but at one point everyone was in their new outfit at the same time. Mia, ever the photographer, took tons of photos. We all changed back, and she showed us the photos on the TV. One in particular really popped. It was truly amazing. It was Camila in her dress and she instantly agreed he could use the photo. We helped Timmy setup a Twitter account for Timmy's designs and had him post it, tagging us all.

We made him put a caption: Ready for the Grammys.

We all retweeted it and almost everyone following us did too. We posted it on Facebook and Insta too.

Oh, you know it went viral. We told Timmy to not post again. Just ride the wave. We promised him we would coach him.

By mid-afternoon, Timmy's Designs was trending. By the time we left for New York late that afternoon, Timmy's Designs had over a million followers.

The next day in New York was similar. Orlando and I put our outfits on again. Rachel and Ray tried theirs. Timmy showed his breadth with Keith Urban and Carrie Underwood. Elegant with a mild country flair. Keith's custom boots were incredible. Oh, Lady Gaga was here and so were Post Malone and Khalid. Then Ed Sheeran and Ariana Grande arrived.

That was a heck of a photo too. Mia had arranged hair artists in both locations. I forgot to mention that for yesterday's shoot. Even Post Malone let them clean him up. He rocked a tux complete with a mauve cummerbund and bow tie. He is such an interesting guy.

We had Timmy post this photo too. A simple caption and all of us tagged. We all retweeted this one too.

Then we had him go dark. Be mysterious.

Twitter went nuts. An article hit the home page of People.

Who is Timmy?

We told him to stay dark. The Grammys were in a week. We all promised to take a selfie the day of the Grammys and tag him. Stay mysterious. He was a little freaked out but we all simply loved it.

Finally, it was Grammy night. We stopped and picked up Rachel and Ray and their parents. We had made arrangements to land in the street in front of the theater. Luca and Tegan came along so they could move the plane once we got out. They would pick us up when we were ready.

Nothing like floating down in your space plane to make an entrance. Of course, the interviews on the red carpet always ask what designer you're wearing. They even asked the guys these days.

We all just replied a variation on Timmy, of course. It drove the talking head simply nuts. The fact that we all looked amazing in his creations helped. His use of color was unique. He dressed Pink in yellow. Oh, you expected a cliché? It was the softest lightest yellow you've ever seen.

Amy wore her dress. That dress. No one was in print more than the Queen and for damn good reason.

I guess I should mention the awards. It was a big night for us all. I won best pop solo. I couldn't believe it. Orlando and I won for best pop duo and Rachel and Ray won for best country duo. I thought they might win on the pop side too. It was a heck of a crossover album. We must have just squeaked by.

Orlando won for best producer.

Twice.

Best producer for non-classical and classical.

Which explains Kevin's win in best classical instrumental solo.

It was a heck of a night for us. Orlando made it to the stage three times!

He deserved it. He was really immersed in music. I was pretty confident Gina would win next year. I'd heard all her music. She is amazing.

After the ceremony we got our ride back to the house where we were hosting a small after party for 400 or so.

You know. Small. It never seemed to stop and finally the last guests left around 4 am. Damn were tired. I think I fell asleep crawling into bed. What a rush followed by exhaustion.

Tomorrow was going to be interesting though. Orlando and I were going to be on Ellen and perform. But we had a secret that we were bringing to the taping. You'll see.

Oh wait. Tomorrow is today. I'd better get more sleep.


Awake, dressed, and ready to go

Grace here. Awake, dressed, and ready to go to the taping. We had snagged five seats in the audience. My parents, Orlando's parents and our surprise.

We started our set by performing and Kevin was along to accompany us. We brought Gina too and she sang with us. She was incredible and Ellen even invited Kevin and Gina onstage. We felt a little bad because her other two guests got bumped. I guess it happens. You see after we all four talked to her for a bit she brought up something.

"So, I have to ask," said Ellen. "Who is Timmy?"

Can you guess who was sitting with our parents?

"Would you like to meet him?" I asked. You could see the glee in her face. "He is sitting in your audience next to Queen Amy."

Ellen actually bounced out of her seat and ran down and took his hand and dragged him onstage. Oh God he was embarrassed but once she got him talking about his designs he was in his comfort zone. It helped that all four of us were in his casual wear designs. Oh, they were fantastic. Ellen being Ellen, she gushed a bit. She cracked a joke about him designing something for her and out walked Portia with an outfit on a hanger. Ellen actually squealed and grabbed it and ran offstage. Of course, Portia was in one of his creations too. She was in on the surprise.

Ellen came back out to a standing ovation. It had been a gamble bringing a dress since she normally wore pants, but she looked incredible. Simply incredible.

After the show we stayed and chatted for a while. She even commented that she almost never wore a dress but that it was now her favorite outfit. Timmy couldn't stop smiling.

He had arrived.

So, we went back to the house to celebrate.

Timmy had fun. Lots and lots of fun.


A shaving party

Morgan here. It was time for a party and a photo shoot, and we could do both at the same time!

Do you remember way back when I taught Rylee how to shave? You know shave. As our community grew, we found more and more people of a variety of nationalities that didn't. Didn't even trim. That was absolutely fine, but a number had shared with some of us that they wanted to but didn't really know how. They were scared of the obvious. They didn't want to cut themselves.

So, the party and photo shoot were a shaving party. Anybody that wanted to could come to the party and we'd teach them how to shave. They could bring someone with them, if they wanted them to learn too. It's pretty damn sensual when your partner shaves you. Just ask Sophia. Oh hell, just ask Rylee. That first time led to some pretty magical fun.

Rylee. Yum. I still laugh though. It wasn't that long ago that Rylee was this shy virgin and now she's a college professor and the mother of two preteens. She's not shy anymore, for sure. Everybody loves Rylee. Rylee is not only a wonderful person, she has skills. Powerful skills.

Sorry, a bit of a tangent. I had to put the pen down for a minute and find Sophia. Writing about Rylee made me horny. Sophia was happy to help with that problem and when I found her she was in the kitchen with Blake. I didn't ask why. I didn't care why. I dragged them out on the patio and had my way with them both. Speaking of talented...

I knew exactly what I wanted, now that I had both Sophia and a cock master. OK, probably not fair to reduce Blake to that term, but he was a master. Really. I learned a lot from Blake and Alison back in the day.

I got on top of Sophia and went to town and she did the same for me. You know how that left me. I didn't even need to do the wiggle. Blake knew. It wasn't his first rodeo. He slid right in and damned if he didn't last and last.

I didn't. Sophia didn't. We just kept going over and over until he timed it perfectly. Half in me, half on her.

He did understand cleanup, you know.

Then we took a nap. Right there on the patio, overlooking the water, with Blake in the middle. I had no idea what they'd been talking about, but a nap seemed important to us all.

OK, back to the story. Although I guess that was a story. Anyway.

The party was this afternoon at our house. Blake decided to stay. Can you blame him? We'd recruited a number of experienced shavers to teach. We'd pretty much opened the house, so anyone could come, but we warned everyone that if too many people came, we might not be able to get to them all. We didn't expect that to keep anyone away. Let's be honest. You didn't get shaved? No problem just find someone to fuck. We were pretty confident our entire house would be a cum covered mess, and we were OK with that. Sex good.

My first student was Radinka, Mom and Dad's assistant. Damn she is beautiful. We didn't want to get shaving cream on anything, so of course we were both naked. Hell, no one even showed up to the house with clothes on. A stream of people were all walking in naked. Most of the people that needed to be shaved brought younger people that didn't need to be yet, so they could learn how to be the shaver. Well sure. Let's have your 9-year-old shave you.

Why not? Odds are that they would soothe your skin well for you. You know, with their tongue, before liberally applying lotion. That's how we taught it, you know.

In Radinka's case, the five assistants had teamed up. Mary Lou, Amy Lou, and Shin were going to learn how to shave Radinka and Desta. Oh boy. Desta even volunteered to go first. We had chairs all over the patio. Hey, you wanted good light, right? We could also hose it down when we were done. Desta sat down and we had Radinka sit in the next chair. Sophia and I were starting. Sophia took Desta and explained that for a man, it was easier and safer if he was hard. His willpower was strong, given all of us were naked. Not being hard with Sophia in front of you is incredible. So, she helped. Why not? She took him in her mouth and Shin leaned over and started licking his balls.

That solved the problem. We didn't want him to cum, so we left him hanging. We had volunteer runners that were ensuring we had bowls of warm water and we were all set. Sophia started shaving around his balls, then his balls themselves and finally had him turn over and trimmed up his ass. He was as smooth as a baby. I did the same for Radinka, starting in the front, but cleaning up the back as well. They were all done, and we cleaned them off with a warm washcloth. They looked great and couldn't stop smiling.

Of course, there was still the lotion step, and we left that to Shin, Amy Lou, and Mary Lou. As I walked away, I looked back and they'd waited a bit for that step. Mary Lou and Radinka were on their knees. Shin was fucking Radinka and Desta was slipping his monster into Mary Lou. Amy Lou was, um, helping. Or was Desta fucking Amy Lou? It was still hard to tell. It was great all the assistants got along so well.

They looked great shaved too. Oh, you know what Sophia and I were going to offer a more personal service throughout the day. Hell, this made us horny too.

Oh, Leslie asked for the pen.


Formerly hairy people

Leslie here. This was hilarious. All these hairy people getting shaved at once. I loved this party. I was a volunteer shaver too and paired up with Noah. Why not? We did pairs, because a lot of the people were couples or friends and it made everyone more comfortable. Our first two were actually three. Thomas and Lucia, who were Gabe's neighbors and their 13-year-old son Pablo. OK, Pablo had reached the point of needing a shave too. We could manage that. Julieta, his 7-year-old sister asked if she could watch us and then try her hand at Pablo. He was even OK with it!

We asked their preference and Lucia said she'd prefer a woman to shave her. Noah asked Thomas if he wanted to wait for me or if he'd be OK with him. Thomas got hard at the question, so we thought it was answered, but he confirmed it to be the case. Pablo and Julieta both watched closely, because they would likely be the shavers in the future. Well, Pablo would have to do both the parents. Rules you know. I was pretty confident Julieta would be OK with that. Oh, Julieta could shave them, just not sooth them. We did a very careful job, explaining it along the way. Thomas didn't want to cum yet, so he got a little attention, but not a lot. No such limitations with Lucia. Pablo offered to help since he would be shaving her the next time. By the speed at which Lucia agreed, I suspected Pablo had skills.

And he did. He showed me. Right after he got his mom off. Oh yes, quite good. Then he demonstrated on Julieta. She agreed as well.

Then Julieta shaved Pablo and did a fine job. A really fine job. She took her efforts seriously, because afterward she blew him to completion. Suddenly we had cum all over the adorable 7-year-old.

Good thing Max was nearby to help with cleanup. And a quick fuck for Julieta.

It was a fun party. Mia, Andres, Orlando, and Dad were all manning cameras getting great shots.

Yes, including cum covered Julieta. Visual stimulation is nice, right? Dad sure thought so.

Oh, Chris is next. She's teamed up with Kevin.


Started with a nice fuck

Chris here. Not sure why we traded partners, but it was fun to switch things up. Oh, the nice fuck we started with was great too. Kevin is skilled.

Our first customers were Maite and Jameis. They sure spent a lot of time together. I know they worked together on the dig, but was there a spark? Pretty sure it was casual, but they were cute together. I took Jameis and Kevin took Maite. I know he liked Maite. We all liked Maite. Cute, sexy, and fun. The trifecta.

Maite really didn't need to be here. We all knew she could shave and had others that could do it for her. Like her brother Tomas. But we didn't turn anyone away, particularly someone that was fun. Jameis is a hell of a guy in so many ways and let's be honest, his cock was one of the ways. I asked him right up front if he'd cum today.

Oh good, he hadn't. He seemed fine with getting shaved on his second hardon.

Cause he used the first one with me. I climbed up and sat right down on that monster. Holy fuck he was big. Strong too, because he gripped my sides and lifted me up and down. He was bouncing me up and down.

I liked it. Maite stood on the lounge next to me and offered herself to me. Yes, I could bounce and lick. Kevin offered his cock to Jameis, but just long enough to get him hard and lubed up.

Then he pushed me over. Oh. DP. Oh yes.

Oh yes.

Not quite sure how shaving Jameis and Maite had ended up with a small orgy. OK it wasn't that unusual. Put sexy horny people together in a society that was casual about sex and what happened? People fucked.

We all liked that.

Finally, I did shave Jameis and Maite was actually the student. She had done it before but not on a guy. I did just a little and then she finished.

Then she soothed him to completion. He got it all back in kisses too. Yeah, there was a spark there. They were just so damn cute together too. Who knew if it would last but they clearly had affection for each other.

And she had those B cups with big nipples.

Sorry, distracted.


Shaving like a queen

Amy here. OK in another context that could just be a crossdresser but in this case it really was the Queen. Me.

I teamed up with Gabe. No reason. I just liked Gabe and we decided on it when he was fucking me doggy style with Ruby underneath. I couldn't wait until Carlina was old enough.

Sorry tangent.

Our first customer was Chatha. We were training both Salma and Kyah who were his daughters. Getting him hard wasn't the challenge given Salma dove right in. They wanted to do it, so we talked them through it. They both took a turn and did a fine job. Then we all soothed him. Not too far though because he really wanted to fuck Gabe.

Who is going to waste that and not have a train? Kyah won and Gabe really pounded her while Chatha pounded him. Salma ran off and came back with a double-ended dildo. Guess who she used it with. Guess.

I do enjoy the golden arches.

This shaving party was great fun.



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Character information

Name Chapters Age Description when introduced Stats when introduced
Bob All 26 Dad 6'2" (188 cm) – 165 (75 kg) , swimmer's body, 6–inch (15 cm) cut average cock
Amy All 24 Mom (and the Nanny, to start) 5'1" (155 cm) – 110 (50 kg) , bright red hair, C cup
Morgan All 18 The oldest of the new kids 5'5" (165 cm) – 120 (54 kg) , dirty blonde, small B cup, gorgeous
Orlando All 16 The middle child and the only boy 5'0" (152 cm) – 100 (45 kg) , dirty blonde, 6–inch (15 cm) cut thick cock
Leslie All 14 The youngest 4'6" (137 cm) – 80 (36 kg) , brown hair, flat–chested
Chris 6,8,14-82 14 Boat sales person but becomes more 4'11" (150 cm) – 80 (36 kg) , slim, glorious puffy nipples
Hunter 2,3,13,27,30,32,34,36,38-39,42-44,47-49,51,56-58,60-61,63-66,68-69,71-74,76,79-82 14 Leslie's new friend 5'0" (152 cm) – cute as hell, 3–inch (8 cm) cock
Hallie 2,3,13,27,30,32,34,38-39,42-44,47-49,51,56-58,60-61,63-64,66,69,71-74,76,79-82 14 Hunter's twin sister 4'8" (142 cm) – small A cup
Valeria 2,27,47,70,75,77,82 19 Juan and Sofia's oldest daughter 5'5" (165 cm) – 120 (54 kg) , C cup
Juanita 3,6,8-10,15-19,21,23,26-28,31-33,37,39,41,63,67,70,73-74,79,81-82 32 Family personal trainer and more 5'9" (175 cm) – athletic, petite, D cup, 5–inch (13 cm) cock
Lance 5,8,15-17,29,31,33,47,51,64,71,73,82 Forties Co–owner, classic car restoration in Clearwater 6'2" (188 cm) – reasonably fit, average cock
Blake 5,9-10,12,15-21,24,26-28,30-34,39,41-43,45-46,51-52,65-66,70-71,73-74,81-82 Thirties First home staff. Mechanic, general purpose everything 6'2" (188 cm) – 185 (84 kg) , blonde, ripped, 7–inch (18 cm) thin cock
Alison 5,9-12,15-18,20-21,24,26-28,30-34,36,39,42-43,45-46,48,51,56,71,73-74,81-82 Thirties First home staff. Chef, runs the house and more 5'9" (175 cm) – tall, athletic, blonde, simply stunning, B cup, model gorgeous
Billy 6,15,17,21,24,30,32,39,61,65,81 Fifties Yacht dealer's Dad and Chris' grandfather 5'11" (180 cm) – rugged, handsome
Gabe 6,14,16-19,24,27-29,31-40,42-43,45,47-52,54,56-59,61-63,65-76,79-82 14 Juanita's brother 5'6" (168 cm) – Cute AF, 5–inch (13 cm) cock
Ruby 6,14,16-19,24,27-29,31-40,42-43,45-46,49-58,61,63-74,76-82 12 Juanita's sister 4'11" (150 cm) – 85 (39 kg) , sexy, flat
Jesse 6,7,16-19,27,31-34,37-39,42-43,47-49,51,55-56,65-66,70,72-74,79-82 Forties Juanita's dad 5'11" (180 cm) – 175 (79 kg) , Vin Diesel, but with short hair, 6–inch (15 cm) average cock
Julia 6,16-19,24,27,31-34,37,39,42-43,47-49,51,56,61,63,67,70,72-75,79-82 Forties Juanita's mom 5'6" (168 cm) – 125 (57 kg) , stunning, D cup on a small frame
Marco 7,16-17,64,82 Forties Italian car restorer 5'11" (180 cm) – Very Italian
Sophia 7,8-9,14,16-19,23,27,31,33-34,36-43,46-48,53-54,56-58,62-64,66,68,70-71,73-76,79-82 21 New Italian friend and Goddess 5'7" (170 cm) – stunning, simply stunning, B cup
Luca 7,8-9,14,16-19,23,27,31,34,36-40,42-44,46-47,50-52,54,56-57,59,62-76,79-82 16 Sophia's son 5'9" (175 cm) – chiseled, male Sophia, 6–inch (15 cm) uncut cock
Elena 7,8-9,14,16-19,23,27,31,34,36-40,42-47,51-52,54,56-58,60-63,65-66,68-69,71-74,76,79-82 12 Sophia's daughter 4'5" (135 cm) – sexy AF
Tom 9,10,15-19,27,32-34,37,39,45,70-71,73-74,81 Thirties Flight instructor 6'0" (183 cm) – 175 (79 kg), trim, 7–inch (18 cm) thick and cut
Jess 9,10,15-19,27,32-34,37,39,45,56,70-71,73-74,81 Thirties Flight instructor 5'9" (175 cm) – 140 (64 kg), small B cup, runner's body
Timmy 13,62,68,82 20 Manager's son 6'0" (183 cm) – hot, muscular
Chloe 14,15,20,24,27,34,36,39-43,51,54-55,58,65-66,79,81 Thirties Developer and architect 5'7" (170 cm) – athletic, smaller B cup. Hot AF
Noah 17,18,24,27,31-34,36-37,39,41,43-44,48,51,57,63-66,69,71,73-74,76,79-82 14 Chris' new friend 5'7" (170 cm) – thin, 5–inch (13 cm) average cock. Big balls
Rylee 18,27,32,36-39,48,52,56-58,60-63,66,69,71-74,76-77,81-82 14 Cheerleader with Leslie and Chris 5'4" (163 cm) – sexy AF, B cup
Amai 19,21,23,26-30,32-34,36-39,41,47-48,50-52,55-56,63,66-67,69,71,73,77,79,81-82 Twenties The family social secretary 5'4" (163 cm) – beautiful, petite, B cup, 6–inch (15 cm) uncut thick cock
Davis 19,20,27-28,31-32,39,56-57,71,73,76,82 Sixties Amai's dad 6'3" (191 cm) – 195 (88 kg) , handsome and black, gray hair, 9–inch (23 cm) thick BBC
Barb 19,20,26-28,31-32,36,39,42,63,73,82 Fifties Amai's mom 5'6" (168 cm) – 120 (54 kg) , stunning, mixed, C cup
Mia 20,57,59,61,66,71,75-76,79,81-82 20 Seamstress 5'5" (165 cm) – 110 (50 kg) , trim, sexy, small B cup
Grace 23,29-30,36,38,43-44,48,50,54-57,63-77,79-82 17 Just Grace  
Luna 24,29,32-33,36,41-43,47,51,66,69,73,81 25 Part–time family assistant 5'5" (165 cm) – 120 (54 kg) , strong, Swedish, C cup
Camila 25,29-30,41,50,54-55,57,65,73,75-77,79,81-82 24 You know who she is You know what she looks like
Charlotte 30,31,33,36,52,61,81 28 Montreal caretaker 5'6" (168 cm) – French, sexy as hell, simply beautiful, B cup
Gary 35,82 Thirties Ski friend from New York 6'2" (188 cm) – Classic tall, dark, and handsome
Ruth 35,82 Thirties Ski friend from New York 5'9" (175 cm) – slim, sexy, A cup
Rachel 35,82 13 Gary and Ruth's daughter 4'11" (150 cm) – cute, nipple bumps, dark hair
Ray 35,82 12 Gary and Ruth's son 5'0" (152 cm) – dark hair, slim, nice 4–inch (10 cm) uncut cock
Chatha 42,82 Thirties Muslim Iman 5'11" (180 cm) – a little overweight, but carries it well, 6–inch (15 cm) average uncut cock
Salma 42,58,82 12 Chatha and Kiah's daughter 4'11" (150 cm) – puffies, cute as hell, friendly
Kyah 42,58,82 11 Chatha and Kiah's daughter 3'9" (114 cm) – little, fun loving, great cocksucker
Bill 43,50-51,54,62,66-68,70-72,74-82 3 Bob and Amy's son  
Jessica 43,50-51,54,62,66-68,70-72,74-82 3 Bob and Amy's daughter  
Carlina 43,45-59,61-63,66-76,79-82 8 Romeo's daughter 4'4" (132 cm) – barely tall enough, blonde, cute, smart as hell
Nan 45,48,50-51,53,57,59,61-62,64-66,68-70,72-73,76,81-82 5 9th grade student 3'8" (112 cm) – cute, bubbly, fun
Tegan 46,48,50-54,56-57,59,62,64,66-74,76,79-82 8 Gemma and Sean's daughter 4'4" (132 cm) – Auburn hair, cute, fun
Maite 46,61,63,68-71,81-82 13 Vincente's daughter 5'3" (160 cm) – Cute AF. Sexy and skilled. Nice B cup with huge nipples
Tomas 46,52,55-57,61,63,66-76,78-82 12 Vincente's son 5'4" (163 cm) – Also Cute AF, sexy, and skilled. 6–inch (15 cm) thick uncut cock
Tavi 46,47-52,55-57,66,68-71,73-74,76,79-82 13 Emilia and Talmai's son 5'9" (175 cm) – Big for his age, works out, 7–inch (18 cm) thick uncut cock
Pari 48,49,62,65,68-69,74,77-78,80-81 10 Alea and Sargon's daughter 4'10" (147 cm) – cute, sexy, breast bumps
Thomas 48,49,82 Thirties Fighter pilot, training on the Eurofighter and Gabe's neighbor 5'9" (175 cm) – Hispanic, tats, muscular
Lucia 48,82 Thirties Thomas' wife and Gabe's neighbor 5'1" (155 cm) – Hispanic, curvy, sexy
Pablo 48,49,63,69,75,82 14 Thomas and Lucia's son 5'4" (163 cm) – Hispanic, thin, 6–inch (15 cm) cock
Julieta 48,49,72,82 8 Thomas and Lucia's daughter 4'11" (150 cm) – Hispanic, adorable
Kevin 49,50-53,56-57,62,66-69,73,76-77,82 14 Homeless kid that Leslie rescues in New York 6'0" (183 cm) – Tall, really thin, 6–inch (15 cm) cut cock
Amara 50,51-52,55-57,66-70,73-74,76,79-82 13 Tavi's soon to be soul mate, in a wheelchair 5'6" (168 cm) – cute, wavy hair, nice body, B cup
Kina 53,64,71,81 10 Karla and Karl's daughter 4'4" (132 cm) – blonde, cute, bubbly
Gina 55,56,66-70,76-77,81-82 12 Orlando's new friend 4'11" (150 cm) – Stunning, blonde, gorgeous, all girl with a 4–inch (10 cm) cock
Andres 57,61,81-82 Forties Mia's dad 6'5" (195 cm) – Olive–skinned hunk, 8–inch (20 cm) thick uncut cock
Desta 59,66,70,82 Forties New assistant for Bob and Amy 5'11'' – Average dad, black, funny, 7–inch (18 cm) uncut cock
Radinka 59,66,82 Thirties New assistant for Bob and Amy 5'7" (170 cm) – Russian, blonde, average, D cup
Shin 59,66,71,73,82 12 New assistant for Bob and Amy 5'3" (160 cm) – Slim, dark hair, Korean
Mary Lou 59,61,66,69-70,73,76,82 10 New assistant for Bob and Amy 5'0" (152 cm) – dark long hair, cute, tom boy, nipple bumps
Carol 60,61,66,69,71,73-74,76-77,81-82 12 Rylee's adopted daughter 5'0" (152 cm) – light brown hair, thin, cute, A cup
Henry 60,61,66,69,71,73-74,76-77,79,81-82 10 Rylee's adopted son 4'8" (142 cm) – light brown hair, wiry, 4–inch (10 cm) cut cock
Jameis 63,69-71,82 Forties Ruby's friend and an archaeologist 7'1" (216 cm) – Big muscular guy, attractive, 11–inch (28 cm) cock
Jorge 64,81 Thirties Headmaster at Dionysus Madrid 6'2" (188 cm) – Dark hair, handsome, distinguished, 6–inch (15 cm) thin cock
Dana 64,81 Thirties President at Dionysus Madrid 5'8" (173 cm) – Blonde hair, stunning, C cup, 7–inch (18 cm) thick cock
Lawrence 65,73,82 Thirties Chief Engineer on Vino for all things 6'5" (195 cm) – Light brown hair, tall, a true nerd, 8–inch (20 cm) thick cock
Amy Lou 66,69-70,73,76,79,82 10 New assistant for Bob and Amy. Mary Lou's identical twin. Pre–med student 5'0" (152 cm) – dark long hair, cute, tom boy, nipple bumps
Cassie 67,68,70,73,81 11 Homeless girl from New York. Kevin's friend 4'11" (150 cm) – thin, adorable, A cup
Marta 69,72,74,79-80,82 Twenties Intern that works for Elena 5'9" (175 cm) – Short dark hair, thin, pretty, A cup
Belen 71,78,82 10 Car museum program director 4'6" (137 cm) – Dark blonde hair, cute, nipple bumps
Luke 80,81 7 The new brother 4'4" (132 cm) – Sandy brown hair, thin, cute, 3–inch (8 cm) cock
Morell 81 Thirties Director of Mia's gallery in Paris 5'11" (180 cm) – Dark hair, French, very thin, beautiful, 6–inch (15 cm) cock
Gretchen 81 Twenties Berlin waitress 5'9" (175 cm) – Tall, blonde, fit, A cup
Josef 81 Twenties Berlin waiter 6'2" (188 cm) – Blonde, tall, thin, 8–inch (20 cm) uncut cock
Bernard 81 Thirties Driving student for Bob 5'10" (178 cm) – Average in every way, 6–inch (15 cm) cock
Walt 81 11 Driving student 5'2" (157 cm) – Blonde, stocky, funny, 4–inch (10 cm) cock
Pierce 81 Thirties Madrid University President 6'9" (206 cm) – Dark hair, very thin, 7–inch (18 cm) thick cock
Shannon 82 Twenties Amy's shampoo friend 6'2" (188 cm) – Blonde, stunning, C cups, 9–inch (23 cm) cock

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