26 August 2019

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I love email. If you give me a story line, I'll name a character after you. I really need ideas for fun situations. Get it?

Which is good, because the women next to me started asking me direct questions about the story I was writing! She had been reading as I typed.

Who does that?

Really? Really?

Tegan here. This is another weird journal entry. Think of it as a trial run for our academic paper.

Our? Nan and me. We had a theory and it was way out there. It was my extension to her research on the beginning of the universe. Nan and I had already won the Nobel but what about next year? We win every year, right? Oh, I'd graduated from high school and I was in a super accelerated program at Dionysus Athens. Nan wanted the best education she could get so she wildly over funded the research department across a number of disciplines. Surprise, they were areas that interested her. After all, she was the director of the Dionysus Astrophysics Institute. Everyone knew the impact of the DAI.

Remember how Rylee and Leslie and the others tested out of degrees? We did too. I was in the Doctoral program in Physics now and I was working on my dissertation in collaboration with my instructor. Nan. Given the topic, we had permission to work on it as a team.

About what? Curious aren't you?

Interstellar travel. Yes, you read that right. We had been working on a surprisingly simple theory of how to do what you could call interstellar transporters. Yes, you read that right too. What was cool was you basically transported in the ship you needed to get back. In our case it was a self-contained ship because you would need a livable environment. It's not like we know another planet is livable. Oh, they've been predicted but would you risk your life on predicted? We had the drive and initial ship designed and had worked with Leslie's engineers on Vino to build it. The first one was small, about the size of a big dog crate. No, we weren't sending a dog.

Yet.

We were sending sensors and cameras. Now our chances were good the whole thing would blow up when we hit the button. Even if it disappeared like it should the chances of it coming back were infinitesimal. Look at me with the big words. Today was the day. We were on a remote part of Vino. There was some risk. Not a big risk but better than in downtown Athens. My other advisor was with us as an observer. He actually purchased and loaded the SD card into the camera just to ensure it wasn't faked. A GoPro. Why not? The craft was on a timer. It would go out, sample the atmosphere and take pictures and return, all in 20 minutes. The travel was instantaneous so the entire time would be in the atmosphere of a recently discovered planet orbiting Alpha Centauri, the nearest compatible solar system, over 4 light years away.

You didn't think we would just try Mars, did you?

We didn't mention in our dissertation that the technique we were using to bend space would likely be able to bend time too. Once we perfect space, we would try time. Our theory was that we could not go beyond our actual timeline, meaning we couldn't travel into the future, but we believed we could go back in time and come safely back. If it works, then future people are likely already here, using our designs.

Yeah freaky.

Back to the current research. It was time to hit the button. Nan had the honors. We were in a control bunker almost five miles from our ship. After all, we were opening the space-time continuum.

Maybe.

We had cameras pointed at the ship and they were displayed on a big TV in our conference room. The bunker had a conference room and a bathroom. A bit minimalist. Just Nan, our advisor, and me. Our advisor was Karl, Karla's partner and Kina's dad. Such a cool guy, but not someone to play with. That's cool.

Button pushed. There was a brief flash and the ship was just gone. Nothing there but the camera was fine, so it didn't appear it exploded. Now we waited for 20 minutes.

Nan and I entertained we, but, of course, Karl didn't join in. He just played on his phone. He didn't even watch. Just no interest. That was rare and a little refreshing.

Right on time and there was another flash and sure enough the ship was sitting right where it started.

All three of us squealed. Nan's fingers were flying on her laptop, which we could see on another large monitor.

First she brought up the tests of the atmosphere. Remarkably like ours but with less carbon monoxide and less carbon dioxide and more oxygen. Basically, our atmosphere 2,000 years ago.

Holy shit. Now she was showing a video of a blue planet with multiple continents, but they didn't look anything like ours. The camera zoomed in on the coastline of an area that would be the most habitable zone.

And we saw the buildings. They were blurry and we couldn't see much but they were definitely not natural.

I think we needed a better camera than a GoPro.

We all looked at each other.

"It worked?" asked Nan. "It freaking worked. First time? Did we seriously just see an alien settlement?"

"I think we did," said Karl. "I really think we did. Let's go recover the craft."

We went outside and piled into our Lincoln Navigator. Remember? Very adjustable pedals. I was surprised Karl didn't freak but he did fly here in my E-82, with me piloting. We drove towards the landing site but stopped at regular intervals to test for any radiation. We didn't detect anything and finally made it to the site. The ship looked perfect; like it had never left. We helped Karl load it into the Navigator and headed back to our bunker. In the bunker we had two rats that liked cake.

That was a weird segue wasn't it? We had sent a piece of cake on the trip. The rats were going to eat it.

Step 1.

Tomorrow was step 2. We were sending the rats.

We stayed long enough to unload the ship and feed the rats and then headed back to town. We were staying in the guest house, but we knew that my mom and dad, Sean and Gemma, and Nan's parents, Falco and Manela, were at Bob and Amy's and we were meeting them all for dinner. I had the SD card in my pocket.

Oh, we were publishing soon. Two years in a row. The Nobel. Hell yes. The next Physics symposium was soon, in Tokyo. Nan had let the organizers know that we had a paper to present and that I was the lead author. That was nice but it was my idea built on her idea.

Based on her reputation they had reserved the keynote slot. Again. OK, Nan made me change this. Based on our reputation.

Tonight, we celebrated, after we took Karl home. He just wasn't interested. More power to him.

Details. You want details. Remember, our parents were here. No, no, we couldn't play with them. We could watch and they could watch. Fil, Kasen, Paola, and Roberto were at the house too. Of course, Lawrence was there too.

We started off by putting on a little show for the adults. Just Nan and me. We started with a nice 69. Nan is very, very good at it. Then again, so am I. We went off hard, but we weren't done. We selected a double-ended dildo and got into the position for the golden arches. It was a big dildo too. Thick. Very thick. It was a good thing that we had already gotten off. We finally worked it in and really started going at it. Our hands roamed. Nipples, clits, you get the idea. We didn't last but we didn't stop either. Damn. Finally, we wore down and just got up on a couch. It was our turn to watch. I'll pass the pen to Mom.

That was quite a show

Gemma here. I'd seen the girls before, but this was amazing. After all, they're good friends and not very modest. I felt for them that they were the only two young ones, but I don't think they minded that much. They'd picked a spot on the couch and were lazily playing with each other while they watched.

Some of the people were new to each other. What better way to get to know each other than to fuck, right? We put all the names in a bowl and picked partners at random. We had slightly more men than women, but everybody's name was in the bowl, so who knew who you'd be paired up with. We had plenty of those dildos. The first pairings were Fil and me, Paola and Amy, Kasen and Bob, Falco and Sean, Manuela and Roberto. Oh no, that left out Lawrence. He got to choose a group. Oh good, he picked Fil and me. I'll start with our story.

Not being from Vino, I didn't know either Fil or Lawrence. I liked what I saw though. Lawrence wasn't quite the stud that Fil is, but damn close for a nerd. Bob instilled this new vigor into the scientists. They both clearly knew the Kama Sutra as well as I did, and both introduced variations. I loved that they were both oral and traded around in their positions. They kept teasing me, keeping their nice hard cocks out of my touch and my mouth.

Then they made me watch while Lawrence fucked Fil.

It was incredible. After they had, briefly, I positioned myself at the front. Who doesn't love train with a thick cock attached to an athletic man? We both got absolutely filled up. Just as we were winding down, having basically worn each out, two people walked into the room. Max and Martan. You could have heard Nan's squeal on the moon. Max and Martan reminded us that they were 9. They cleaned us both out and then the boys and I put on a show.

DP don't you know.

Then it was Tegan and Nan's turn with Max and Martan.

So, we got to all sit and watch. Damn they were good together. They didn't pair off. They played as a foursome. Quite well I might add.

We all learned a few things, but I'm not sure any of us are either strong enough or limber enough. There is this thing the two boys do while sucking themselves.

Sucking. Themselves.

It was a hell of a night.

The rats

Nan here.

We had designed the ship to hold both a high-end Canon and a Red 8K video camera both with powerful powered zoom lenses. Bob was getting some credit in our paper as he had designed a controller for both cameras to do a slow zoom in, then hold and pan, then a slow zoom out. It would be on station for 30 minutes this time. We had just figured we wouldn't risk $100K in cameras on the first flight. OK, that makes me laugh a little given the cost of the ship itself.

Our bunker was more crowded this time. Both our parents, Bob and Amy, and the chief scientist that ran the symposium. We had flown him in this morning. Oh, Luca was here too. We had drafted him as the pilot.

We had asked the chief scientist to bring two high capacity SD cards and he had just loaded them in the cameras. We wanted independent verification. Given the resolution, we would recover the cards and bring them back to the bunker. Bob would be our editor and we had a complete setup ready to go. Bob, you know.

We let Luca hit the button and our ship, complete with our rats, disappeared. They were in an enclosed container that would be self-sufficient through a 14-day quarantine.

We chatted during the thirty minutes. Not everyone was, you know, cool. Exactly at the 30 minute mark it reappeared. The interior camera showed the rats running around, which was good. Karl and the Chief Scientist went with Nan and me to recover the ship. The chief recovered the SD cards. We didn't want any accusations. We had not briefed him on yesterday's results but did tell him the broad strokes of the plan.

He was skeptical. No surprise there.

We got back and Bob loaded the card from the video camera and put the video up on the big 8K monitor. Oh, this was better. So much better. Everything was so crisp, and we saw the continents so clearly. Then the camera zoomed in. We had programmed the coordinates of what we saw, and had it gently panned that area for ten minutes then did a longer pan. This was no village. This was a city with towering buildings interconnected with skyways. And small flying cars.

I'm serious. It was awesome.

I was ready to go but Tegan talked me down. One step at a time. We also had to make sure the rats survived.

Oh, and before you think we had invented general purpose teleportation, we hadn't. Yet. The power source was destroyed on every trip and the source was a diamond.

See the problem? We already had a plan to solve that problem though. Scientists had a theory that on Saturn, there were diamond rains, which melted when they hit the core of the planet. Our plan was to build a harvester. We had to be careful, though. That wouldn't do great things for the diamond market, although Saturn ring did have a nice ring to it. Did you see what I did there?

For now, we would do a few more test flights including one where we landed the ship right outside the town. We needed to be able to show we could land.

The next days were insane but finally we shut down our experiment and Nan and I wrote our dissertation and put together our presentation. We confidentially presented it to the doctoral review committee. They were a bit blown away.

You can call me Dr. Nan now. Here with my buddy Dr. Tegan.

Next week Tokyo. I will start a new journal entry.

OK, maybe not yet. We had to celebrate. A lot.

Luca was here. Luca is talented. Very, very, very, talented and yes he deserves a third very.

Yes, I know Luca and Tegan are a couple, but they're a very giving couple. As in they were giving me orgasm after orgasm. I'm a sex rocket, so it doesn't take me long. Tegan flipped me onto her knees and slid under me.

That let Luca slide right in. He's a big boy. A big, big boy.

Tegan and I ended up as a cum covered mess.

Luca made sure we were all cleaned up.

All the adults had watched.

Just damn.

A trip to the zoo

My name is Monica. You may have read a little bit about me in a story about Fantasy Fest in Key West although I'm not sure anyone wrote that story yet. My dad Randy convinced Bob and their clan to go and we all got to go too. Bob bought a freaking house, so we'd have a place to stay. No, Bob bought a freaking estate, so we'd have a place to stay. Fantasy Fest was a lot of fun, but the time at the house was fun too. I'm kind of a horny thing.

Oh, about me. I'm 10 years old but close to graduating high school. I'm going to go to Dionysus Athens, because I'm still not ready to move out from my parents' house and it is easy to be a commuter student. I'm only 4'7", but hope I'll still growing. My Mom is pretty little, so who knows? I have what are described as nipple bumps, although I'm on my way to puffies. Maybe puffy nipple bumps? Nothing much going on down there yet, but my clit is so sensitive. Explosively so.

Maybe TMI, but not for these journals.

Our family had gotten really close with Bob and Amy's extended family and we were at their house all the time. I'd go over by myself pretty often too. I really loved their little twins, Jessica and Bill. They were like my little brother and sister. Oh, sometimes I would go just for a good fuck from Bob too. He is damn good at it. I particularly liked threesomes with Amy too.

Amy would make any girl wet.

So anyway. My journal entry. Jessica and Bill like zoos. A lot. So, I did my homework and found out that the best zoo in the world was in San Diego. I didn't want to get them too excited, so I went to Bob and asked them if there was a way to take them to the zoo.

"Sure," he said. "Go ahead." Go ahead? How is that an answer to the question?

"What do you mean go ahead?" I asked.

"I meant go ahead," said Bob. "I love San Diego. We have a nice house next to the Hotel Del Coronado. We barely use it. Find a pilot to take you and take them to the zoo." OK, I'm pretty new to the country, but I'm 10 years old. How exactly would that work? I asked Bob.

"You have your driver's license, right?" he asked. I said I did and loved it.

"So, what else do you need?" he said. "You fly to San Diego and go to the zoo. Heck, if you're there, drive up the coast and go to Disneyland. They'd love that."

"You're telling me to take your toddlers around the world by myself," I said.

"They'd have already gone by themselves if they could reach the pedals," said Bob. "You're a responsible person. I trust you."

Oh boy. Not being one to ignore a bit of a challenge, I went and sat down and looked for a pilot. It said Tegan was available. I'd met Tegan briefly and she was really sweet. Little though. I had no idea how old she was, but she wasn't as big as me. Wicked smart though, so she must just be small for her age. I texted her and she agreed that we could leave later in the afternoon, since we'd gain so much time. She reminded to buy tickets. She suggested that the pass to all of Balboa Park was the best deal and we could stay a few days. She also suggested saving Disneyland for another trip. Sure, we'll wait on that. Maybe when I'm 11.

OK then. I had to find Mary Lou to understand how I could buy things online and she explained the process. Apparently my earrings had a regular credit card number. She showed me everything and helped me buy all the tickets. She said she'd arrange for a car to be at the house, with car seats. She had Elias pack bags for the kids, and I went home and packed one for me and told my parents I was going to San Diego. I figured it would die right there, but they just said to have fun.

Who were those people?

I got back in time and told the kids and they were super excited. Tegan landed in her plane and we all got on board. I do love space planes. Tegan even let me fly in the co-pilot seat and taught me the basics. Then she told me how to sign up for flying lessons.

I did it on the spot. Flying!

We landed at the house.

"We're too young to rent a car, so Mary Lou bought one and had it delivered," said Tegan. Sure. Bought one. Wait, what? She bought us a car? I asked again and Tegan said that it happened a lot. Usually Mary Lou filled the garages of Bob's houses if he hadn't already. We got settled and the kids wanted to go to Balboa Park and save the zoo for tomorrow after we got some rest. Practical kids, you know.

We went into the garage and sitting there was brand-new white Porsche Cayenne Turbo S. I love cars and know these things cost $160K. That's what Mary Lou bought. The two kids and Tegan all got in the back. There was a car seat for Tegan. Why was there a car seat for Tegan?

"Tegan, why is there a car seat for you?" I asked.

"I have to in California. It's the law," said Tegan. OK, that led to a follow-on question.

"So, how old are you?" I asked.

"7," she said. Well sure. My friend that flew us here in her own space plane is 7 and had to sit in a car seat.

"Yeah, it's a little confusing when I drive," said Tegan. "Technically I can drive legally but need a car seat. It would be an interesting ticket. Doesn't matter though. I can't reach the pedals on one of these. You have to drive." Sure, sure. Pedals. Got it.

"Today we're doing the Timken Art museum and the Japanese gardens," said Jessica. "Tomorrow will be a full day at the zoo. I have the entire trip planned, but we'll need a full five days." We will, huh. I guess I was OK with that and confirmed Tegan was too. The museum was incredible. Jessica and Bill kept up a running commentary about each piece. They knew them all. Every single one.

Then we went to the gardens. They were simply beautiful. Jessica opened her backpack and took out two cameras and handed one to Bill. Well sure, cameras at the gardens, of course. I asked her what they were.

"They're Sony RX-100 VI. Great little camera at a reasonable price. Big sensor. Very nice," said Jessica. I looked at Tegan.

"About $1,300. Each," said Tegan with a smile. Sure. The perfect camera for kids not yet in kindergarten. That's not fair, given they're college students, but still. We actually spent several hours walking around the gardens, and it was wonderful. So beautiful. We finally wore down, given the time zone changes, and stopped for pizza and then went back to the house. We'd crossed ten time zones, so we had nothing left. Just as we got settled in the house, the doorbell rang. Ah crap, what now?

Tegan went and opened the door and let out a whoop. Yes, a whoop. I walked over and there were two teenage boys. She jumped into the arms of one of them and started kissing him. The other closed the door and laughed. Tegan introduced Luca, her fiancé and their friend Kenny. Kenny was gorgeous. Well, actually so was Luca.

Wait, wait, her fiancé? Where did they even come from? Jessica wandered up.

"I invited them," said Jessica. "You two needed a couple hard cocks. Bill and I will head to our room. You can fuck out here or in your bedroom. Don't mind us." With that, the two of them wandered off. I did notice they started stripping before they closed their door. What was up with that? Oh well. Have fun little guys.

"Sorry, we thought you knew," said Luca. "We can head back. We didn't mean to invite ourselves." I didn't answer with words.

I started taking off my clothes. Remember? I'm a horny thing. Tegan took Kenny's hand and headed to the bedroom.

"Try Luca first. I'll start with Kenny," said Tegan. "Come on." Well that was fine with me. By the time she finished saying that all four of us were naked and Luca was a freaking hunk. I took his hand and followed them.

This was going well.

Luca and I spent what seemed like hours just making out and I know Kenny and Tegan did too. I know because we did it side by side and Tegan and I kissed a lot too. Then Kenny and Luca kissed, and we watched, and it was one of the hottest things I've ever seen.

Until Kenny got on his knees and started sucking Luca's cock. You could have heard me moan miles away. I got on my knees and helped out, so we were both blowing Luca. Then I felt lube and looked over my shoulder just as Tegan started fucking me with a huge double-ended dildo.

Wow. I just kept cumming and cumming. Then so did Luca, painting Kenny's face and chest with cum. He rolled under me and Luca and I cleaned him up, alternating kisses of cum with everyone. I particularly loved watching Tegan lick up Luca's cum and kiss a little to Kenny, then to me, then the remainder, quite passionately, to Luca.

I realized Kenny was hard and Tegan was nice enough to offer him to me. Oh, I climbed on board. Holy shit we were a bouncing. Tegan was playing with my clit and Luca with my nipples. We all exploded and fell asleep. Right there. Sticky. Cuddling as a group.

I was going to vacation more.

Just fillin' time

Monica again. Last night was incredible, but all four of us wore out early and woke up stupid early. Time changes. What in the world could we find to do before the zoo opened? What could we do?

How about we start our day with a pleasant shower and shampoo. I went with Tegan and damn it was sensual. She shampooed my hair, then washed my entire body. My entire body. I was vibrating I was cumming so much. I finally had to make her stop so I could shampoo and wash her. We ended up under the shower, hugging each other for support while we were just pounding our fingers into each other. Our last cum in the shower was us just hugging so tight and literally vibrating in time.

We got out of the shower to the boys holding warm towels. Luca dried Tegan and Kenny and I just watched. It was so damn sexy. Kenny was a little more tentative until I encouraged him and damn. Just damn. Then we watched the boys shower. Luca explained everything to Kenny as he went along, including the importance of the shampoo and they took turns, the teacher and the student. Watching Luca blow Kenny was incredible as was watching the other way. Tegan suggested they get their first cum out of the way and they both took the entire load in their mouth.

Then they kissed it to us. This was the sexual experience of my life and I think Kenny's too. We dried them off just as they did us. Of course, they were both hard by the time we were done. The boys led us to the bed and Luca made passionate love to Tegan, which led to Kenny doing the same with me. I was in love. Maybe not with Kenny, but the idea of sex this good. Kenny was pretty nice too. After we all recovered a bit, they switched. They pulled us up onto our knees and just pounded us. It was their third cum, so they lasted and lasted. And lasted. Luca had to ride down with me when I collapsed after a particularly big orgasm, but he kept pumping and not long after filled me up. I could tell Kenny did the same to Tegan.

That led to Tegan and me lying on the bed in a 69 doing cleanup. Which left us exposed. Kenny slid into me and Luca slid into Tegan and they were ever so slow and gentle as we licked and licked.

Oh no. Now we're full again. This time they licked out their own cum and kissed it to each other. I have never seen anything sexier in my life than two men kissing and exchanging cum filled kisses.

Oh, and they saved a little for us.

Well that filled the time well. We came out from the bedroom and Jessica and Bill were eating a big breakfast with eggs, bacon, and waffles. There was a young woman cooking breakfast. I didn't quite understand why, but she was wearing pretty small bikini bottoms. That was all she was wearing and let me tell you she had amazing B cup breasts. I'd read about this kind of thing in the journal, but seriously? Sexy women show up to cook? Tegan saw me staring and laughed. She explained that there was a spot in the app when you signed up a house that you checked off what services you wanted. She'd arranged for maid service and a chef for the week. They were all, um, cool too. Tegan introduced herself and the young woman said her name was Yin. Oh, she was Asian and fucking sexy as hell.

"Yin. What a beautiful name," said Tegan. "Do you speak Mandarin?" Yin smiled and nodded, and Tegan started speaking what I had to assume was Mandarin. It was fast and weird, but Yin responded, and they jabbered for a bit.

"What did you two talk about" I asked. Before Yin responded, Bill did.

"She asked Yin if she'd like to spend the day at the zoo with us, and then after that fuck up a storm with everyone but the little ones, which meant Jessica and me," said Bill. Well sure. Bill spoke Mandarin. Why would I doubt that? "Yin said she'd love that and was particularly enamored with you."

Well that was good. I introduced myself and shared that I looked forward to rocking her world. That got me a nice smile. It also made her nipples pop. Nice nipples too. Oh hell, mine did too.

"We went ahead and ate," said Bill. "We didn't know if you'd ever come up for air." Well, um, yeah. They were finishing up, so we decided to head out and we'd grab something at the zoo.

"You wouldn't all fit in the Porsche, so I moved the car seats to the back of the other car," said Yin. "Monica can drive and I'll ride shotgun since I know where we're going. Luca, Tegan, and Kenny can go in the Porsche."

"There is another car? All I saw was the Porsche," I said.

"It's in the other garage," said Yin. Sure. The other garage. We all headed out and I followed Yin to, well, the other garage. I followed her out and there was a freaking Ferrari Portofino sitting there, with the top down. A Ferrari and I was supposed to drive. This was too freaky. The kids didn't think anything about it and climbed in and strapped themselves in. Yin got in the passenger seat. Well OK then. I hopped into the driver's seat and off we went.

In the Ferrari. Damn it was a nice day and perfect for a ride to the zoo in our neon green Ferrari. Yes, neon green. It damn near glowed. We went over the most amazing bridge and Yin guided me to the zoo. We were mostly following the Porsche, so it wasn't too hard. When we got to the zoo we followed them up to the front. Well sure, we're valet parking our Porsche and Ferrari at the zoo. I got a lot of funny looks from the valet guys when I got out, but Tegan had given me the hint and I tipped $100. She'd given me a small stack of hundreds. Living the dream, what can I say?

The zoo was simply amazing. The kids had their cameras and took tons of pictures, including of all of us. We asked strangers to take group pictures and Americans are so freaking nice. Everyone was happy to help. We decided to have dinner at a pizza place Yin knew and sat outside around a big table. I happened to notice the family at the next table was watching us. Remember the family in Athens that met Tegan and Carlina?

It kind of felt like that. We were an attractive group, for sure, but not one of us was old enough to drive here. Luca was a hunk, but still only 15. Just like in Athens, it was the kids that clearly knew what was going on, but this time it was the boy that approached us. His parents seemed just fine with it. Americans are an outgoing bunch.

"Are you all from Dionysus?" he asked.

"Yes," I said. "How did you know?"

"Pretty easy to recognize the princess and prince," he said, nodding at Bill and Jessica. Well I guess there was that.

"Nice cars you drove up in," he said. "Are any of you actually 16?" We all just shook our heads no, even Yin. Interesting. He pulled his chair over and lowered his voice.

"Is it true that all of you are probably fucking each other?" he asked. We all knew to be discrete and just left the question there. We were in the US. Nothing legal here. Except at our house, of course. You know, the consulate.

"Oh, got it, got it," he said. "You can't talk about it. Damn I wish it was true. I just can't get enough." Then he leered at me. Well, I admit, he was cute. By this time his sister had joined the conversation. He was Bryson and 12 years old. Good looking guy too. She was Kori. Equally as cute and 10 years old. I could see their parents behind them, and they were both beaming.

And their dad was hard. Visibly hard. Yeah, they knew some shit.

"Perhaps you should invite us all over to your house for dessert," said Kori. "Our parents would really like that and we would too. We have so many skills we can share."

I looked at Luca, since he was the oldest of our group. He's also a visible executive and had the most to lose. Given the Simpson situation, everything was common knowledge now. Luca just shrugged.

Fuck it. I'm horny and they're cute. Even if there was something going on, the house was a consulate. Adorable people that wanted to fuck us. Finally, I realized the solution. I asked their parent's names and they shared that they were Trevor and Skylar. With that and their last name, I looked them up in the Jackson app. Score, they were just fine. We invited them over. Come on. You would too.

We traded around in cars so we could get them home to our place. Yin rode with them and Bryson rode with me. I'm sure you're expecting me to say that I jacked him off on the way or something like that, but Bill and Jessica were with us.

Darn. Although I know for a fact that they've seen more than they should. Everyone knows they have. They try to sneak up and watch and we all know they are, but don't bust them. They'll be five soon. That will be quite a day. I wonder where I could take them to celebrate. Oh God, I mean that too. It feels like I shouldn't, but I do. Very much. Such intelligence and charisma is intoxicating. Look at Nan. Or Tegan. Or...

Anyway. There were nine of us, with some restrictions. Bill and Jessica plopped themselves on the couch.

"Don't even bother. We're watching and learning," said Bill. Oh boy.

Our nine, not counting our audience, was Bryson and Kori, Trevor and Skylar, Yin, Kenny, Luca, Tegan, and me. We gave Yin the opportunity to leave and she laughed.

"Yeah, no," said Yin. "Some of you have limitations. I don't. None at all. None, none, none," said Yin. "And I didn't just mean who I could fuck. No limitations." Tegan got up and ran out of the room and came back. Carrying a double-ended dildo from a horse. Wait, what's bigger than a horse? It was freak huge. Her hand didn't go around it. That big.

"Did I hear no limitations?" said Tegan. I got the lube. Of course, I knew where the lube was. Good grief. I didn't narrate everything. There were cocks in asses. All of our asses. We like it!

Tegan fitted the dildo first and although it took some effort, it wasn't as bad as I feared.

Yin, on the other hand, was tight and it wasn't just a lubrication problem. Suddenly Kenny jumped in.

"Stop," said Kenny. Tegan jumped back like she had been shot.

"Turn over Yin," said Kenny and she did. "Fuck. Come on. We're going to talk." He held out his hand to Yin. They actually left the room. It muted the evening, understandably, until they came back out. Except they didn't. Just Kenny came out.

"I helped her shower and then got her into some pajamas and put her to bed," said Kenny. "We can talk about it later, or she can if she wants, but she was adamant that she didn't want to ruin our evening and she meant it." Jessica and Bill hopped up and headed towards the bedrooms. They were naked now, which didn't surprise me, but they carried their clothes with them, which surprised me because they're bad about leaving clothes everywhere. I will jump ahead briefly. When we went to bed, Kenny cracked open Yin's door. Yin was sound asleep, still in her pajamas. On each side was a fully dressed member of royalty cuddling her. Yin had her left arm around Jessica and her right arm around Bill.

Those kids are special.

Back to Kenny's pronouncement. Before we moved forward, we had a long talk. We didn't want to be pressuring anyone. Instead of answering, Bryson took Tegan's hand and Trevor took mine. I ended up with Skylar beneath me licking, while Tegan got Kori. That left out Kenny and Luca. They went around the other side and positioned Kori and Skylar, respectively, in the Golden arches. That meant there was pounding from both directions. I don't know how but all four men timed it flawlessly and there was a lot of cum flying, mostly on Kori and Skylar, with a bit on Tegan and me.

The men insisted on cleanup. They could all clean me up. Everyone could. Suck it Tegan.

We ended up pairing off for showers and I ended up with Kori. I don't know why. I didn't care why. We showered and fell into bed and attacked each other. Bryson and Kenny were next in our bathroom and by the time they fell into bed, they were both rock hard. Rock hard. They spooned us, Kenny with me and Bryson with his sister Kori. Oh no. Facials again. We ended up all squeezed in the shower and then went to find another bedroom. Our bed was, well, too wet.

What a problem to have.

In the morning, Yin and the twins slept in. Finally, the twins came out and found Tegan and me.

"You need to talk to Yin," said Jessica. "It needs to be you too. It's bad. Really bad."

Which was why the next two days involved a lot of police and a lot of psychologists to help Yin start her recovery from being repeatedly raped by her step-dad and her mom. That's not cool. Even at a young age, the concept of consensual is clear.

This wasn't. This left us with a major dilemma. What to do with Yin. Both her parents were now in custody. There wasn't anyone else. Just then Bill walked in and handed something to Tegan. A passport.

Got it. Tegan turned to the Child protection services worker.

"We're looking at this wrong. Yin has a full-time job as our live-in caretaker. She is attending school and will continue to do so. She is also legally an adult, as a dual citizen of the US and Dionysus," said Tegan. "You're done here." She handed the passport to the woman. She looked at it and you could tell she was about to protest but stopped. She handed to passport to Yin but looked at Tegan.

"You'll make sure she gets the therapy she needs?" she asked.

"It is a requirement of her employment," said Tegan. She got a nod in return and suddenly it was just us in the house. Yin turned to Tegan.

"What the fuck just happened? They just left. A job? School? Therapy?" said Yin. Tegan explained it all to her, but in the end it scared her. Shit.

"OK, we get it," said Tegan. "We can give you alternatives. You can move to Robertville and go to school there. You can pick a city where we have a school and be a boarding student. You can have this job. Whatever you want. What scares you about this job?"

Well double-shit. She didn't want to leave her friend Mell. Mell was in the similar situation but a boy. They were each other's rock. Mell was only 10 years old. That was going to be tougher, but not impossible.

"OK, the same offer goes for Mell, but could be a little complicated. Pick any school in the world and you can both go. You can share a suite if you want. Or you can stay here, and we'll make sure you both have a driver's license and a car," said Tegan. "We trust you."

"Do I have to decide? Can we get him out of this mess and decide together? Can we change our minds?" said Yin.

"Of course," said Tegan. "That makes complete sense." Just then Freja came in and pulled Tegan to the side for a short conversation. I don't think anyone mentioned that Freja and her family arrived this morning. That was an interesting addition to the mix, but they were super helpful. Tegan and Freja both came back.

"Our family can stay for six weeks," said Freja. "Would that help if we were all here?" Yin laughed.

"Are you kidding? Now that it is my choice, we'll fuck like rabbits," said Yin. First things first, I called the Child Protective services person and had her come back. We explained the whole situation and she was leaving to go pickup Mell and the parents. She turned back.

"Is Mell a dual-citizen too?" she asked. Tegan just nodded. "I'm to bring him here?" Tegan nodded again.

She appeared in about 20 minutes with Mell. Mell was small for his age, and from somewhere in Latin America. It turned out to be Columbia. It seems that they were both adopted and in both cases the goal was effectively purchasing a sex toy. It sucked. It had been going on a long time. Way too long. We left them in Freja's capable hands.

We were also going to have to investigate how Yin's family got in the app. That's the only way for an underage person to work for us. The only way. We had a problem. I reached out to Sheila to complete redo the program and yes, given this, even I could do that. This was going to be a huge undertaking. They were going to have to redo the detailed background check on everyone.

Everyone. Everyone connected in the network. Every citizen and yes we could do that and no I don't care that you don't like it.

We wanted everyone to be safe.

Everybody has a twin

Mia here. Time for another shoot. I'd had an idea and had worked with Rylee on it. It was ridiculous and fun. We used facial recognition to match your mini-me across all islands and any other of our locations, including the schools. Remember, everyone has photos on the website, so it was actually pretty easy to do. It turned out there was a woman on Boreas that looked a lot like me. We found Rylee's doppelganger closer by, on Eros. It was a 14-year-old girl and from the picture they could have been identical twins. Eerie. Oh, we did it with permission and a few people were excluded but not many.

We put in all our friends. We found Ruby's match on Helios. You know, off Panama, and that made sense. She had more graphic photos in her profile, which was certainly allowed, and the similarities went all the way to their B cups. Yep, Ruby had B cups now, but I'll bet you knew that.

Can you see me swoon?

Carlina's mini-me was a maxi-me. In other words, an adult. On Boreas. Given that Carlina was a blonde, that made a bit of sense, but that was a nice match too. Orlando's match was at our school in Berlin and it was a surprisingly close match. I, um, knew his physique well. All of it. All of it.

Gabe's match was on Artemis, four streets over from him. It was a 4-year-old boy. I loved it. Luca didn't have a match in our database, but Tegan did, at our school in Madrid. She was 11 years old.

Sophia had an almost perfect mini-me.

Elena.

But we knew that one. Actually, the computer matched Sophia and Luca when we allowed it to do cross-gander matches and it was right. It would even gender change them both to show how close the match was. Female Luca was hot and so was male Sophia. Not really surprising.

Bob matched Bill and Amy matched Jessica. Well yeah.

Jesse matched Vin Diesel, who I put in the database just to see if it would match. It did. In real life he matched a kid on Helios, really well and matched Gabe pretty closely. He matched Gabe's doppelganger a bit too. Julia matched Ruby, and the girl from Helios, although Ruby more.

I can't even imagine Ruby with D cups, but I suspected it was coming. Or I was cumming. OK, both.

I could go on, because we did, but you get the idea. We decided to do a shoot with multiple pairings, if they were interested. Hallie's doppelganger was Sommer, from outside London, which made Hallie laugh. They'd just moved and before the move had been about 10 kilometers from the school. I talked to her parents and they left it up to her whether she wanted to do the photoshoot and what kind of shoot it would be.

Oh boy. It was quite a photo shoot. They started just posing in a variety of cute bathing suits, which they both rocked. Then they did a series with just the bottoms on. Yeah, the last of that series clearly showed wet spots in both their suits. Then the bottoms came off and things got a little crazier. I loved the shot where Hallie was on her knees in a 69 over Sommer. They had both clearly cum and had turned to face the camera and smile. Both their faces were shiny from the other girl's juices.

Yeah, that was a favorite.

I also talked to my doppelganger, who worked in the Ministry of Finance. Yes, we had one. She was American like me and her name was Chelsa. At first she was really shy and didn't even want to talk to me.

Then it took a weird turn. Dad, you know, Andres, saw me looking at her profile on the website and muttered What the fuck. I had to push him to tell me what was going on.

Chelsa was my mom. She walked out on us when I was two, never to be heard from again. Oh, you know I showed up at her desk when she wouldn't take another call. She burst into tears. Well fuck. Her supervisor came out to find out what was going on. He saw it was me and I asked for a minute. I'm pretty well-known, so he backed off. I asked her to go down to the cafeteria and talk to me. Finally, she agreed.

We sat down and I got us coffee. I just waited for her to talk. I figured after almost 20 years, she could go first. Finally, she took in a deep breath.

"I'm sorry," she said. Well that was a start. "You deserve an explanation. When you were two, your Dad didn't know it, but I had a drug habit. I'd gotten hurt in a minor car accident, which Andres did know, but what he didn't know is I got hooked on the pain killers. I needed more and more and started buying them on the street. They were expensive, really expensive, and I didn't have money. So, I started selling myself. It's the only thing I had. I'd put you in day care and fuck all day to get my fix. Your dad never knew. He thought I had a job in an office, and I contributed enough to make that believable. One day I hooked up with the wrong guy, not knowing he was an undercover cop. I got arrested. They took me to jail and I had nothing. They offered me a call, but I was stubborn and wouldn't call your dad. I ended up getting put in jail for 90 days and was really strung out. It was horrible. Really horrible. I finally got out and went back home, but you were gone. I found out that without my money, you and your Dad got evicted. I tried to find you, but I couldn't. I didn't know you'd moved to Florida. I tried for years. I've been trying for years. Every time I saved money, I looked for you, but in all the wrong places."

She took a breath and waited for me to react. Well fuck. How do I react to that? If her story was true, it was sad, but I couldn't hate her for it. Addictions suck.

"How did you find us?" I asked.

"Your show in Paris," she said. "It got pretty wide press and they all included your picture. Of course, you were two when I left, but you looked so much like me that I was hopeful. Then one article had a picture of Andres and I knew. After all, the odds of a Mia with a Dad named Andres was pretty small. He also hasn't aged a bit. I was embarrassed and didn't know how to even approach you, so I found a way to apply to move here. My background check showed my mistake, but I've been a model citizen since then and the immigration process is very forgiving of an addiction that you have overcome. In fact, it favors you for it. I just didn't have the courage to approach you. I didn't even know how to start. I was terrified. I am terrified. I can't imagine what you think of me. I can't imagine what Andres thinks of me."

Well, I can't talk for Dad, but if the story was true, it was sad. I'd missed out on a mom because of something so fucking stupid. So, I told her that. I promised I would tell Dad the story. I couldn't promise how he'd react, but we agreed to have lunch tomorrow. It was a start. A big start. She had to get back to work, but I knew they'd cut her some slack. I texted Dad to make sure we were having dinner tonight. All I said was I had something to talk about. Oh boy did I. I hoped he would understand, but he felt abandoned. He didn't date for years. Honestly, he really still didn't date, but fucked a lot. It's not the same.

I went home early to make dinner. He loved a good pot roast, with potatoes. A very manly dinner. I made sure we had it, plus cheesecake for dessert. No, I didn't make a cheesecake. The bakery has extraordinary desserts, so I stopped on the way home. Dad finally came in, saw the cheesecake and realized it was pot roast.

"Oh shit. It must be bad news," he said. Well fuck, that didn't go well. Dinner wouldn't be ready for a bit, so we sat at the kitchen table and I told him the whole story. Obviously he knew she was here but didn't know why. We both ended up crying.

"Well that sucks," he said. "She deserved better. We deserved better. I wish she had called me. Too embarrassed and this is where we ended up. I get it. I do. We were both pretty strong willed, and young, and being embarrassed was a big deal to us. Fuck this sucks. We lost so much. All of us. We had each other. She didn't. She lost you. We need to do something."

Well, that's all I could hope for. I texted Chelsa and asked her to come over. I promised her it would be OK. Dinner could happen or not. I didn't care. She finally agreed and arrived pretty quickly. Robertville isn't that big. Dad insisted on opening the door. I stayed back but watched. He opened the door and they looked at each other momentarily.

Then Dad moved forward and just enveloped her in a bear hug. I'll be damned. He took her hand and brought her in, and they sat at the kitchen table. Not knowing exactly what to do, I served dinner.

It was amazing. It's like almost twenty years didn't happen. It was freaky and cool. The spark was clearly still there. It was powerful. I could see so much of myself in both of them. I really did look like her. That had to have been hard on Dad for a long time. We had a pleasant dinner and even enjoyed the cheesecake. Finally, Chelsa got up. I couldn't really say Mom. Yet.

"I guess I should be going," she said. Dad stood up too and said one defining word.

"Stay," he said. Well I'll be. He took her hand and was leading her to the bedroom.

"Wait," she said. She held out her hand to me.

"Are you sure?" I said. She smiled and nodded. I took her hand.

It was quite a night. I don't need to share more. I'll just leave it that I call her Mom now and we're together again.

Don't you love a happy ending?

Sorry. I'm crying right now. I'll let Rylee take over the story of the photoshoot. She helped me through it all. I need a good cry. In a good way.

So happy for Mia. So sad for Mia

Rylee here. I couldn't believe it when Mia told me. So glad they're back together. So sad for the years they lost.

I know she can't tell the story, but the next shoot we did was the two of them. We brought in Orlando to do it. It was the least risqué shoot of them all. They were clothed the whole time. Andres was here, of course, since he works for Mia, but we put him in a lot of the shoot too. Screw the theme, this was a family reunion. It was glorious. Their smiles were incredible.

We all loved it. They'd actually realized they had never divorced. Andres never took that step.

They were back together again. They were a freaking adorable family too. Mia really was her mini-me, if you can be the mini-me at 20. We went through the entire closet. From shorts and t-shirts through tuxedos and formal gowns. Everything. Thousands of shots and so many of them were amazing. I had an idea and broached it to them. At first they balked, but Chelsa pushed them because she thought it would be good for others that suffered addictions. Orlando used his connections and the three of them went on the Ellen show. It seemed like the perfect forum. A little lighthearted for a feel good story. Oh, Ellen had questions about Dionysus and there was some innuendo, but that was OK at this point. They freaking glowed as a family. All four of them.

Oh, did no one mention Mia's 9-year-old half-brother? Yeah, Chelsa had exactly one brief relationship in the time she was gone. They clearly pined for each other. She'd gotten pregnant and the guy had dumped her. Pretty sad and common theme in the world. Her brother was Chaz and he was adorable. The entire family fit together so well, in any way you wanted to talk about it. They'd all moved into Mia's house and she had insisted that Andres and Chelsa take the master. Chloe was building Andres and Chelsa a house a few doors down.

They were all so freaking happy. I heard a lot about it from Orlando too, since he spent a lot of time there with Grace and Valeria. They were all pretty close.

Oh, that whole group had fun.

Chaz is fun

Mia here. I'll take over again. That was a big tangent, in a good way. I'm sad for what I lost but even more sad for what they lost but we're all pretty damn happy now.

And Chaz was adorable and funny and snarky and, um, talented. To no one's surprise, he slept in my bed a lot. I didn't mind. Even when I had company. Chaz was quite giving.

Gosh, I can't focus. Back to the shoot. Ruby went and got Jasmina and her brother Adal, who is 10 years old and cute as heck. I'll let Ruby tell the story.

Ruby's twin

Ruby here. It was Helios so planes dropping from the sky were not that unusual. I got off the plane and the entire family was standing there. Even I was speechless. I could have been looking at my identical twin, down to the mannerisms. She was funny and snarky and for the first time in my life I finally understood what other people saw in me. Perhaps this is a little conceited, but she was fucking stunning.

Oh, we were modeling Zara together. Her mom had made lunch, which was thoughtful. I wasn't that hungry until I started eating. Damn it was good. It turned out that her mom was the head chef at the Gamma resort. It showed. I can't imagine how Jasmina and Adal stayed thin. I would later learn they exercised together often. Vigorously.

They showed me their exercise routine. Let's just say Tomas learned some things. I'm getting ahead of myself.

The kids got on the plane with me. I loved our culture. Their parents didn't think anything of it. We headed back and it was really late for me, but not for them. Tomas and I found a bit of an energy reserve.

It was late, so we were so traditional. Tomas fucked Jasmina and Adal fucked me. He even commented that it was so much like fucking Jasmina. Tomas said the same. We had them fill us up so we could explore each other's bodies. You know, during cleanup. I was able to do things to myself that I only dreamed of. OK, not to myself, but close. She duplicated every move. Hot damn.

We fell asleep in each other's arms. Don't feel bad. Tomas and Adal did too.

Squish, squish

Ruby still. We were headed to our shoot. Tomas and Adal came along. Let's just say that Jasmina and I were going to show that freshly fucked glow. We were both even going squish squish. We thought that could enhance the shoot somehow.

Nothing like a little cum dripping down a sexy girl's leg, right? As it turned out, we somehow turned the shoot into quite an experience. I sent Jasmina in first and everyone in the room, including my parents and brother thought it was me.

That close.

Somehow the shoot devolved into an orgy shoot. Double the Ruby fun, I guess. There were a lot of side by side comparisons. For the women, that was easy. For the men, it used up two.

Or sometimes four.

In Bob's case, six. One upper, two lower. Do you get my drift? Let's also mention that there was DP involved.

It was one hell of a photoshoot.

More cars, more cars

Scout here again. Belen and Oswaldo and I were off to another auction in Kissimmee Florida. Belen camped it up a bit with a loose sundress, pigtails, and, to her frequent complaint, a bra. She didn't want to be recognized and some of this crowd might. The CEO of Dionysus Motorcars would cause a stir. You know, GM, Ford, Hyundai, VW, etc.

She decided she'd go in alone, so if she was recognized, it wouldn't taint us. We still needed to be able to bid. Oh, and somehow I had been conned into taking them to Disneyworld and Epcot too. Ok I really wanted to go too so it wasn't much of a con. Bob had offered to rent us the park but that seemed excessive. We did get the passes that would make the lines shorter though. We were also going on a Tuesday and Wednesday in January when most American kids should be in school. The good news is Kyra was coming with us. We'd worked really closely together on the museum expansion and become good friends. I admit I was hopeful for more, but friends was a good start.

She was freaking adorable.

But the auction first and this was a hell of an auction. Belen wanted to try a different technique. If you remember the last auction we had telephone bid in most cars so it wouldn't be obvious we were the buyer.

Belen disagreed. She registered us as buyer's agents which means we could have been representing multiple buyers. We weren't but let them believe it. I would be the face. No one would notice the kids. Her theory was that once we won the first one people would know we had deep pockets and wouldn't bid against us and we would get other cars cheaper. Bob said to try it and it was pretty clear he didn't care how much we spent. A million here. A million there.

We inspected the cars we were interested in and, as expected, the descriptions were reliable. There were tons of cool Corvettes but some newer Ferraris and other interesting cars. The breadth of our bidding was going to imply multiple buyers. Belen insisted we dress the part of a sophisticated buyer's agent. She had taken us to Timmy's shop and had dressed us. Yes, she did. I was in khaki slacks, and amazing sport coat and a gorgeous shirt. Oh, and custom made shoes. My outfit cost over $10K and we were going to be here for four days. All in, for the five of us, she spent $200K on clothes. She might have been in a simple sundress, but it was a nice simple sundress.

We did rock them. Oh, I forgot to mention we had different pilots on this trip. Carol and Henry had flown us and were both at the auction and going to Disneyworld.

First up for bid was a one of a kind 1967 Shelby Cobra Super Snake with an interesting back story. It was projected over a million, but I liked it. I'd gotten pretty good at the tiny movements of a serious bidder. Someone else wanted it and I would have dropped out, but Belen insisted it was perfect to make the point.

We bought it for $1.4 million.

Next up was a 2014 Ferrari LaFerrari. A change up to make our point. We overpaid at $4.5 million. Now we would see if her idea worked.

We picked up a pair of Corvette L88s for $800k which was below the estimate. The convertible wasn't perfect, but it was still at the low end if not a steal. We kept it up and bought a Chevelle LS6, a Pontiac GTO, and a half dozen Corvettes all at favorable prices.

Next up was a 1965 GT40 roadster that had raced at Le Mans and had a cool history. This was a test of our theory. Estimates put it at $8 to 10 million. We picked it up for 5.

Bob and I had been texting and once it was clear Belen was right, Bob emailed me a list of cars to buy. The auction had over 1,200 cars but over 900 were boring. Just cars. Bob's list had 147 cars on it. He had scored them by how hard he wanted us to bid. We had a ball bidding away and prices continued to be low. We ended up buying 145 of the list plus the dozen we had already bought. As you can imagine the auction people freaked but Bob wired the full amount for all 157 cars. He paid for them by day and it took us four days of buying.

By the third day they loved us. We did recognize that three of the cars were from one restoration shop, Restore a Musclecar in Lincoln, Nebraska. The original home of the royal kids.

We, of course, celebrated every night. And Kyra was still in my bed every morning. I admit, I liked that. Then again, we were never alone. Our companions in bed rotated a bit. Somehow they all knew how to be sure I had one more in me before they left. We ended each evening with Kyra and me. Some nights making gentle love.

Some nights fucking.

I sure did like it.

Off to see the mouse

Today we were going to Disneyworld. I was with four kids from 9 to 12, plus Kyra. Honestly we were as excited as they were. We knew the lines would still be long, but they were fun kids, and all got along well so I was OK with it. Oh, we had a ball. We ate expensive bad food, rode all the rides and stayed all the way through the fireworks. It kind of made me want to be a dad. I'm only 23 so I had time. I wonder if Kyra wants kids. OK, I might be getting ahead of myself.

We had moved hotels and were staying at the Animal Kingdom and had the Presidential suite. We had our own balcony overlooking the Savannah and the giraffes kept sticking their heads over for treats. Bob had offered us their house here, but Amy had insisted we needed to stay where the giraffes would visit. It was awesome.

We were beat and went to bed early but woke up way too early. We still hadn't really adjusted our times.

We found things to do. When the giraffe stuck its head through the window we...

Kidding.

To recap. Belen, Oswaldo, Carol, Henry, Kyra, me. Three boys, three girls. One brother and sister, but honestly, that didn't matter much. They loved to fuck each other too. Belen took over this morning, which we all enjoyed. Well, we did. She declared that today was threesome time. We would pick two threesomes, have a hell of a lot of fun, then draw again. We'd repeated until the guys were done.

Which would leave the girls for one last threesome. I couldn't wait to watch that.

But first...

The first threesome was Kyra, Henry, and Oswaldo, which paired me with Belen and Carol. The three of us watched for a bit. Kyra pushed Oswaldo on his back and kneeled over him reverse cowgirl. She asked Belen for some help, and Belen liberally greased Oswaldo up and then Kyra. Kyra sat down on his cock. In her ass.

She leaned back against Oswaldo's chest and Henry climbed aboard.

DP to kick off the day. Belen announced she wanted the same. She pushed me on my back, and it was moments later that she settled down with my cock in her ass. She leaned back and Carol had a simply huge double-ended dildo inserted and ready to go. I just settled down and Carol just pounded Belen. I could actually feel Henry doing the same to Kyra. The bed was shaking. I was in a nice position to make out with Oswaldo, which meant Kyra and Belen were at the right spot to do the same, plus Henry and Carol. It was fun watching Henry and Carol make out. There was a huge spark there.

Now we were all sticky. We cleaned what needed to be cleaned and picked again. This was round two. Right before we picked, Belen decided it was couples. It came out Henry and Oswaldo, Belen and Carol, Kyra and me. I wasn't complaining.

"Oh, you're kidding," said Kyra. "I'm stuck with Scout again? Does someone want to trade? He's just not very good at any of this." I'm sure I gave her a startled look because she laughed. We were all sitting on the carpet and she crawled over, pushed me on my back and climbed up my legs. She lifted my cock straight up and just slammed herself down so hard that we both grunted. That must have been some kind of primal signal, because all four of the others crawled over Oswaldo pushed Kyra over and Belen was right there with lube and three fingers. Then Oswaldo slipped in Kyra's ass. Henry offered his cock to Oswaldo and Belen and Carol took turns sitting on my face. Whenever they did, Kyra joined in licking too.

It wasn't our first time, remember? The men lasted and lasted, and the women didn't. They were going through continuous orgasms. Finally, Henry pulled out of Kyra's mouth and came all over Kyra and most of it dripped onto me. That pushed Oswaldo out and he pulled out fast enough to add to the mess. That was all I could do, and I filled Kyra full. Really fully. Once I stopped she stood up and held out her hand to help me up.

"I guess he's had enough training," said Kyra. Then she led me down the hall to the bedrooms. Still dripping.

They weren't stupid. They all followed.

We were a touch late to Disneyworld.

Travel the world

Kyra here, just because. Today was a half day at Epcot and yes I read Scout's entry and know he's sweet on me. Isn't that cute? Sweet on me. I really do like him but I'm not ready for anything serious. He knows it and understands. I sense a little sadness about it, so I fucked his brains out. A lot. I've been really honest that I could see a future for us, so we should continue to spend time together, but not exclusively. Of course, exclusive was a little weird in our country. Just because you were exclusive, or even married, didn't mean you didn't fuck a lot of people. It takes a little getting used too, so I just told him we were more than friends with benefits but not yet engaged.

Yeah the word yet made him happy. Everywhere. Yeah, yeah, he fucked me again, but then again so did Henry. And Oswaldo. Then they both fucked Scout.

See. Flexibility. Oh, Carol and Belen got in the act too. I insisted that Scout fuck them both.

I am pretty sure all three men were tapped out for the day.

So, we were off to Epcot until mid-afternoon and then we were going to a Magic game against the Pacers. Yes, what great time, right? We had the family suite and Juan and his family were coming over. Juan, Sofia, Maria, and Pedro. We didn't know them, but so far we'd never met anyone that was friends with Amy and Bob that we didn't like. Pari was flying in and so was Bob. Our circle of fun was growing tonight. We would stay at Bob's house tonight.

Oh, and their friend Juanita was the head coach and she was Ruby's sister. And Gabe's. Technically I guess Bob's house was Juanita's house. It's confusing since everyone shares. Then again, Pari owns the Pacers, so there is that.

Everyone said we'd love Juanita and they smirked when they said it, but I didn't know why. They just promised us it would be amazing. When Gabe and Ruby promise amazing, you should sit up and listen.

Epcot was fun, but a little disappointing. It seemed to mostly be a way to get a lot of your money for various ethnic foods that weren't particularly authentic. We could get better choices in restaurant row on Eros. We ended up bailing at noon. We were going to the Magic-Pacer game tonight, which meant that the house was filling up. Oh no, an entire afternoon with fun people in a large house.

What could we do? I guess the boys weren't tapped out.

Pari suggested I do this as a later entry since we had places to go and people to see. Let's just say that I quickly understood that Juanita was an amazing person and an amazing lover. Oh, you expected more?

Nice cock too.

Off to Nebraska

Belen here. I can't resist a nice muscle car. I mentioned earlier that a shop in Lincoln had really nice cars at the show. We bought a couple of them. I checked with Lance and he used his contacts and came back with glowing reviews of their work. He suggested I go clean out their inventory of anything I liked. If I liked the people, I should offer them the same deal that Bob offered him. Sure. Buy GM then go after a small restoration shop. Lance didn't even have to explain it. I had read the journal. My assistant Charles made me a reservation at the Embassy Suites. We favored Hilton properties because I could get the key on my phone. It just saved a lot of explanations. Charles met me there. We usually traveled together, but he took a few days off to be with his family while I was in Florida. Charles and I make a great team and are continually underestimated. No one quite knows what to do with us. You see, Charles is 16 years old, from inner city Detroit, and black. I am 10 years old, from a small town in Spain, and decidedly not black. He's tall and muscular. I'm small. Small. The fact that he spoke fluent Spanish and Italian was fantastic. It really helped because we could speak privately. I was pretty far along in teaching him Swahili. We all loved the language and you didn't cross paths with too many speakers.

I admit I wondered a bit, though, about Midwest America. Charles was smart though, and had two separate reservations, in our individual names, but chose connecting rooms. Brilliant. OK, OK, we did the same thing all the time. Then we fucked a lot. Hey, I'm a horny little thing. We all are.

We both landed at a Target near the hotel. When I landed, his plane was already there, which meant he was likely at the hotel. I dropped my car, locked the plane, and headed out. I drove on the roads because I didn't need attention. That and the fact that the car I brought was a 1969 Chevy C10 pickup in bright red. I'd just bought it at the auction two days ago and took delivery yesterday afternoon. In Orlando. It was one of the cars I had bought from the people I was going to see. I decided to make at least a little statement. It was freaking cool too. Yes, I'd checked to see if I could reach the pedals. I could. Barely. It wasn't the only car I had with me, though. I was flying my custom C-80. I had to park way back in the lot. It was basically a space capable motor home with room for 10 cars. I had my Audi RSQ-7 SUV. What a clumsy name. We didn't actually offer an RSQ-7, so before we did, and we would, we needed better names. Let's just say I had access to some cool cars.

I headed to the hotel and went straight to my room. Just as I dropped my overnight bag on the bed, I heard a knock, but it was on the connecting door. I opened my side and there was Charles. Naked and hard. Just the way I liked my greetings. Charles swept me up into his arms and covered me with kisses while he carried me to the bed. His thick 9-inch (23 cm) cock slapped me in the ass with every step. I have to say I liked that.

We only had a few minutes, sadly. He dropped me on the bed, and I bounced into the air. OK, we both laughed a little loud. I hope no one heard us. Charles knows how much I love touch and spent the time giving me a massage. He started with my calves and worked his way up. The anticipation was overwhelming.

Then he skipped all my important parts and started massaging my scalp. Oh, I do love that. Right as I let out a moan, he slid his cock in. Oh, he had gotten me wet enough. He kept rubbing my head, while kissing me and gently fucking me. He took me up and over so powerfully.

Then he pulled out. Oh. Oh no.

"We can't have you squish squish across Nebraska," he said. "That wouldn't go well. Later. I'll cum plenty of times."

Yes, he would.

That was both refreshing and tiring. It was mid-day here, so we headed out. I drove, mostly because I like to drive. Charles is happy to drive when I need to get work done or just don't want to or the car is boring. Usually because the car is boring. We found the place and pulled into the lot and there was clearly a car show going on. There were tons of gorgeous cars parked, most with their hoods up, and all with a few people hanging around. I pulled in and around the crowd to a place in the back of the show, which happened to be in front of the open garage bay doors. A man came out with a smile on his face, likely to greet the newcomers. He looked at me, then at Charles, then at our truck. Lots of freaking emotion on that man's face. The funny thing is that he liked what he saw. Charles, me, and the truck. Then again, the attractive woman with him wasn't as interested in the truck. Just us.

We did the introductions and I knew that Dave was the owner and Michelle was the director of marketing and his wife and co-owner. His dad John was the shop manager. I saw him come towards us at a run.

"I love this truck. I put hours into this truck," said John. Michelle looked confused and Dave smiled.

"This is the truck we sold in Orlando and delivered yesterday," said Dave. "Yesterday. How?"

"That's a bit of a complicated story," I replied. "But I loved it and the other car of yours we bought, the 70 GTO Judge Ram Air. Both are beautiful. I liked them so much we wanted to see what else you have for sale. I like a lot of the cars in your lot today too." Dave laughed.

"Well, probably half of them are for sale and all of them for the right price," he said. I hit him with a smile and his cock bounced. I saw it. Charles saw it. His wife saw it. We all smiled.

Oh good.

"I have no idea who you are, but if you have the resources to buy those cars and over 150 others, welcome to our shop," said Dave. Michelle stared at him.

"A hundred and fifty others?" she said. He explained that the same buyer bought over 150 cars at the auction and these two were part of the purchases. I smiled, he bounced, she smiled. The two of them took us for a tour of their showroom. Holy shit it was nirvana. They had 50 restored cars available. I wanted 36 of them. The other 14 were nice, but meh to me. Charles took notes of the inventory numbers and prices of the cars I wanted. He knew my subtle head nods. We walked outside and did introductions to all the owners of cars in which I was interested. Dave and Michelle knew them all, meaning both the people and the cars, and knew which ones were for sale and which ones could be for sale. Of the 82 cars in the parking lot, I wanted 77 of them. They were damn nice. A nice 108 more cars. If there was one thing I knew, and knew well, it was the value of every one of those 108 cars. Every person we met who owned a car I liked, I told to come up with a price and I'd walk back around again and negotiate. Several of them were confused until I explained I wanted more than one car. It was kind of cool though. They were all nice to the little girl walking around with the black teenager taking notes. They all had to be confused, particularly those that saw me drive in.

Not one of them figured out who I was.

It turned out they were not all that confused. I told Dave and Michelle that Charles had flagged 36 of their cars to buy, and we wanted them all, but I had another suggestion for them and asked if they could have dinner tonight. Michelle mentioned that they didn't have a sitter and Charles beat me to the laugh.

"They're welcome to join us," said Charles. "Our treat, of course. We have reservations for 6 for dinner at 6:30 pm. Sorry for it being early, but we're dealing with time zones." I was only dealing with one. He was dealing with eight. He had been in Robertville. Ouch. Maybe I should drive. And fly. They quickly agreed and we did the lap again. Of the 77 I wanted, I came to terms to buy 71. Charles got all the information as we walked along and paid as we went. The other six thought their cars were made out of gold and platinum. Too rich for my very rich blood.

"It's getting late," I said. "We do want to make an offer on 36 of your cars, but we can do it over dinner."

"Thirty-six?" asked Michelle, who had just rejoined us.

"She just bought 71 of the show cars," said Dave. She smiled, he bounced. Just a fun couple. We told them to meet us in the parking lot of the Target and while we knew that was weird, it would make sense when they got there. We headed off and barely had time to get showered and dressed. OK, we had 90 minutes, but the shower slowed us down. Shower, fuck, shower. You know. Charles did want to save himself, just in case. We knew their two kids were Gage, their 12-year-old boy, and Quinn, their 11-year-old girl. Oh, we hoped, but...

We drove over to the Target early enough to be there first, but we weren't. There was a beautiful mid-seventies Blazer parked near our planes. When we pulled up and parked, they all got out and Gage was about to jump out of his skin.

"Do we get to go into space?" he asked. Michelle laughed.

"Now Gage, let's not be silly," said Michelle. She said that at the same time I answered his question.

"Sure," I said. That got a squeal from both Gage and Quinn. Gage was tall for his age and wearing nice slacks and a polo shirt. Quinn was also tall and pretty developed for her age. Probably a nice B cup. Unfettered in a sun dress with strappy sandals. Just adorable. Dave and Michelle were similarly dressed. For that matter, so were Charles and me. I did notice Dave watching Quinn jump up and down. The rubbing of her dress hardened her nipples and unfettered was a synonym for bounced nicely. I wasn't the only one that noticed. Dave watched intently and got hard. This wasn't his first rodeo. Michelle surreptitiously rubbed Dave's butt, just a little.

We would see. We all climbed on board.

"I hope everyone likes Argentinean food," I said.

"Sure," said Quinn. "We like everything. Everything." Oh God her voice is sultry and I sure as hell hope I was reading this right. I looked over and Charles was hard as a rock and pushing out his pants. I don't think she realized anyone was looking, but Quinn reached over and rubbed his cock.

We all did recognize the groan.

"Oh good," said Michelle. "We weren't misreading the situation." She walked over and gave me a sexy wet kiss and stroked my nipples. Nope, we were all on board here. I did make them sit down and talked them through the discretion speech.

"Well, we made it through the entire day without outing you as the owner of Dionysus Motors," said Dave. Well now.

Let's skip past the boring parts. We had dinner at an amazing restaurant called Roux. In Buenos Aires. Argentina. Bob had liked it. It was in a small boutique hotel. Bob liked that too.

Want to guess where we spent the night?

As we rode up to Penthouse suite, Quinn was on her phone. Then she moaned. She actually moaned. I glanced over at her phone.

She was on the webpage of Dionysus and looking at the entry that showed this hotel was a consulate. That seemed like a really good time to kiss her.

Then I pulled Charles into the kiss. The three of us kissed with tongues dancing. I knew something that they didn't, which was that the elevator opened into the suite. No lobby. So, I opened up Charles pants and pulled out his cock.

And offered it to Dave. Dave liked it. The doors opened and Dave stood up. He grabbed Charles' cock and pulled him out of the elevator.

"I need a bed and some lube," said Dave. Both easy to fix. Which is how we got to watch Charles pounding Dave while Gage was underneath sucking his dad's cock. Those men.

Michelle, Quinn, and I entertained each other. Quinn evidently wasn't satisfied, because she literally pulled Gage out and turned around and put her dad into the middle of a train. Damn.

It seemed like a good idea, so Gage fucked Michelle. They clearly were not new at this. Oh, a train?

I fucked Gage in the ass. Oh yes he liked it.

We all collapsed into clean beds about 0500. I ended up with Quinn. She's very soft.

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