Chapter 5: Expanding Circle
NC-18 -- No characters under the age of 18 are depicted in this story.
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If you haven't read 1 through 4, you might want to go back and read them first.
You'll probably be disappointed when I tell you I didn't stop at the bookstore the next time I passed through that area.
But that's not to say I didn't stop in the area.
*****
As I mentioned, after my last visit and that fantastic experience in the store we all went out to dinner. We had to get a meeting room in the back of the restaurant to fit us all in and be able to talk without constantly having to look over our shoulders to make sure no one was overhearing us.
Over the next hour or three I got to know each of them by name and was able to put names to faces, but more importantly, was able to put stories to names to faces and was able to ask some questions. The fact that it was in a group of like-minded women who apparently knew each other fairly well made it seem less like an interview and that was a plus as well.
I also got to observe the interactions between them -- both the spoken and the unspoken.
When dinner was over, I followed the girl and her mom to their house. I took one of my bags from the back of my car and followed them inside.
The girl grabbed me by the hand and gave me a tour of the house, then led me into a bedroom. As I got a look at it I started to back out, but she grabbed my hand and pulled me inside.
"Dude, we already told you, nothing's going to happen." Then, as she saw me glancing at the feminine décor, said, "Remember? Two women live here? Why wouldn't our guest room be decorated in a feminine manner?"
"Ah. Gotcha."
"So what time do you need to be on the road tomorrow?"
"I'll set an alarm."
"I didn't ask that, what time do you need to be on the road?"
"About eight thirty."
"K. See you in the morning."
I unpacked a few things, ducked into to the bathroom across the hall to brush my teeth and piss, then slipped back across to "my" room. I stripped down and slipped into the bed and tried to drift off to sleep, but it was too warm in the room. I gradually peeled back the comforter and the blanket, leaving only a thin sheet covering me.
I woke up without moving in the dark to a sound and the quick realization that some things had changed. The first was that the room had cooled a bit, the second was that at some point I had kicked even the thin sheet off me and the third was that, as I laid there, making sure my breathing stayed as deep as if I was still asleep, I was able to hear someone breathing inside the room.
It sounded like the girl was trying to breathe quietly, but having a hard time with it, mostly because there were rhythmic catches in it as she breathed heavily in and out.
I listened for a few minutes as the catches became more rapid and determined where she was in the room. I waited another minute or two and when she finally took that deep breath that told me she was about to have her orgasm I quickly rolled out of the bed and took three quick steps to where she was, put my hands on the outside of her upper arms just below her shoulders, picked her up about six inches off the floor, pinned her to the wall with my body back from her, then leaned in and quietly growled, "Cum!!"
My caution had paid off, because as she came, her knees jerked up and out over and over like a frog trying to swim in mid-air. But something seemed "off" with the noises she was making.
Suddenly I heard a door open down the hall, but that sound sounded "off" too. I had just started to consider what it was that seemed "off" when I heard the girl's voice call out, "Mom? Are you okay?" The figure in my hands tensed.
FUCK!!
That's when the mom giggled. Loudly. "In here, honey!"
DOUBLE FUCK!!
So of course she comes in the room and flicks the light switch, turning my night vision to crap.
When my eyes adjusted somewhat through their slitted lids, I gradually opened first my left eye, then my right.
When I opened my left eye I saw the girl's mom smiling at me, still pinned to the wall and giggling in a way that seemed as unusual as the squeal from a visit or so ago.
"Mom! What are you doing in here?"
"Oh, nothing." She looked down her front at her toes still dangling about six inches off the floor. "Just, um, hanging around," she smiled.
"Well, what happened?"
"I woke up and needed to use the bathroom and when I came by here the door was slightly ajar and I caught a glimpse of him on that bed with no sheets on and I was worried he'd get cold."
"Mom, it's like 80 degrees in here!!"
"Well, yeah, but since he was so sweaty I was afraid that as it evaporated it'd cool him too much."
"Yeah, I might buy that one, but why were you using the bathroom down here when there's one in the master bedroom?"
"It's, um, out of toilet paper?"
"I just put half an 18-pack of it in there yesterday. How'd the door get open? I know it was closed when I went to bed."
"Oh, that. Well, you see... I was walking down the hallway in the dark and I'm not used to doing that 'cuz there's a bathroom in the master bed..."
"Yeah, Mom. I just reminded you you have a bathroom in your room. So...?"
"It was dark, I tripped, grabbed the handle to keep from falling, the door opened and I fell inside."
"Nice try, Mom."
"Wellll..."
"So were you going to break our promise to him?"
"Absolutely not!! He can tell you. I was just standing over here minding my own business when he lunged out of bed, picked me up and pinned me up here. Could you let me down now?"
I relaxed my arms slightly and she slid slowly down the wall until first her toes, then the rest of her feet hit the floor.
"Oh, I know just what of your 'business' you were minding. Could you at least take your fingers out of your pussy? What a slut!" And she lunged for her mom.
I started to step in between them just in case, but the girl slid past me and wrapped her arms around her mom. I started to relax, then realized they were both naked. And hugging. And oh SHIT!!
No, they didn't start making out. Wrong category.
But it was still a pretty fucking awesome sight.
"Well, if you two don't mind, I'm going to try to get back to sl..." Nope. Alarm was going off. "As I was saying, if you don't mind, I'm going to duck thru the shower real quick and get on the road."
I grabbed my hygiene kit, stepped across to the bathroom and closed the door. I took a quick shower. Well, not so quick. I did take a few minutes to close my eyes and wash myself...
Then heard a noise, opened my eyes, looked through the glass shower door, and saw the two of them inside the bathroom, one leaning up against the sink and the other the open door, each with one hand buried in their crotches while the other hand was either rubbing or pinching their own nipples.
"Really?!?!?"
They both giggled, which made their boobs jiggle. "What can we say, we're both sluts! And we never said we wouldn't watch, just that we wouldn't touch. Please, don't let us interrupt."
What the hell. I jacked off.
I don't know if you've ever jacked off in front of one woman who wasn't your wife, let alone two, but it's pretty fucking cool. We all came at pretty much the same time, with them staring at me and me shifting my gaze back and forth between them. It was what happened after that that was... scary.
Now I have to tell you that, with the job I do, I've been to some really violent parts of the world and I've done my share of dispensing said violence. But when I opened my eyes after I came I actually stepped back in the shower and put my back up against the wall.
They charged the shower, pushing and batting at each other. One of them got the door open and they each slid the side of a finger up the door to catch some of my cum and then popped it into their mouths. They cleaned it all off the inside of the door and then stood there with their eyes closed as they sucked on their fingers like they were savoring the last drop. Which I guess they were. When they opened their eyes I was looking at them with a bit of a disbelieving look on my face. They looked at me, glanced at each other and started giggling again.
The girl stopped giggling and said, "Hey! We promised we wouldn't touch YOU. We never said we wouldn't take advantage of any other opportunities!" Then she looked down at the drop hovering at the end of my cock and asked, "I, um, don't suppose you'd be willing to change your mind?"
I pushed her out, closed the door, rinsed off, then got out, pissed, dried off, and got dressed. When I came out of the bedroom with my bag packed they had breakfast on the table, so I stayed a little longer. Couldn't let them be the only ones to have eaten anything that morning now, could I?
*****
Like I said at the beginning of the story, I didn't stop at the bookstore the next time I passed through that area.
But that's not to say I didn't stop in the area.
I had done a reconnaissance of the area by map and satellite views (isn't the internet great?) as well as having checked some on-line property records and such. So I was able to drive down a road on the back side of the property and park off the side of it then walk onto the farm without being seen.
Being out here by myself gave me the opportunity to look for places and things I could use to fulfill each of the girl's fantasies, or at least their passions.
I discovered that someone had either been just a curious horticulturist or had had a lot of ideas that seemed to jibe with mine. I discovered a lot of trees that had been pruned and shaped into some unusual shapes that gave me some good ideas. I found a small stream running through the corner of the property and built a small dam to trap a little pond behind it.
Then I left. I hadn't had enough time to have properly entertained any of the girls that day, which is the other reason I hadn't called or stopped at the store.
***** I did call ahead as we had discussed the next time I knew I was going to be in the area. I told the girl I would be in the area in about three hours and asked if anyone was interested in playing.
She told me she'd check and see if anyone was available and interested in playing for a while.
When she called me back, she told me that two girls had said they wanted to play. When she told me the names, I knew I had a great opportunity.
