A Family Addicted to Sex

In time, life began to resume after a ferocious and loving Saturday together. This strap-on nightcap was a stunner. I grabbed for my iPhone, eleven o'clock, and certainly bedtime. I roused the family, everyone happily sated, Bella getting untangled from atop Victoria who was so well-fucked she looked like she couldn't move. I stood up and helped Bella regain her footing, still wet with sweat mixing with drying come on her face and chest, wearing that black leather strap-on with its black dildo at permanent attention. I whispered sweetly, though Zach and Victoria could easily hear, "That was a spectacular performance Bella, making unreal love to Victoria. She is obviously blown away, and so am I. I'm in-love with you. I want us to spend the night together, just sleeping, in the master bedroom alone." It was a big move that had nothing to do with having more sex, nothing to do with a Master speaking to his Sub. It was a communication stating clearly that I wanted to anoint our love affair, in another way. It would mean that Victoria would spend the night with Zach, in his suite by default. Another first, but with a very different meaning, and outwardly providing cover for this scary truth that was developing.

"Yes, I want exactly that," Bella whispered back breathlessly. That was all she said, and that was enough. Now it was up to me to push the buttons to make that happen. So I did.

"Zach, I'm going to help Bella get all this gear off, shower, and she'll crash in my bed tonight. Take care of your exhausted mother, and we'll see you both in the morning." There it was.

"Of course dad," Zach replied, comfortably. "Got it!"

With that Bella staggered toward the master suite, and Zach started to clean things up in the living room as I leaned down, kissed, and whispered to my wife. "Victoria, if you didn't hear that, I'm going to help Bella with the strap-on, then she'll bathe and crash in our bed. Zach's going to help you do the same in his bedroom. I'll see you in the morning as usual."

A groggy Victoria showed signs of life, saying simply, "Yes I heard, she nearly fucked the life out of me. Thank my girlfriend, and God do I need a bath too. I am wiped-out in the best way possible. I hope Zach can carry me." I wasn't sure how or if her synapses were firing right then, but she sounded like she looked, wildly well-fucked and ready to be carried to a bath and bed. Zach indeed picked her up, as he had Bella the night before, and they were off.

"Thanks Zach," I said in parting. "Be sure and shut all the lights out before you two crash. See you in the morning!"

Once in my bedroom, again I closed the door behind me, though Atticus made it through as usual. Bella was only steps ahead of me, not really stable yet. "Turn around honey," I said more in my normal loving voice. "Let me unbuckle you from that gorgeous contraption. What sounds best, a bath or a shower?"

"Oh please, run a bath for me, I must look a mess," Bella responded. "I am physically tired, but can't wait for you to bathe me, and towel me down. I am so in-love with you, like my life has just started over. Thank you! I don't know what to call you right now, you are of course my Master, and always will be, but I am also a woman in-love with her man. Guide me please!"

"We'll figure it out," I said, "Right now let me bathe you. We are both in a swoon. It is a new world, and it is complicated."

So I ran a bath, sat down next to the tub and soaked her body with white bubbles and love. She dropped her head fully under the water and as she came up, we kissed like the lovers we were. My cock was hard again, but it demanded nothing of her or of me. We just kissed, deep tongue-loving kissing. She was so beautiful, a Black beauty, slick now with water, hair wet and lying straight back. She looked like some black sea creature, with just a few suds clinging. I ran my hand over that creature's face, and stroked that wet hair, then out of the suds came two absolutely erected Black nipples screaming at me. Coming out of the water, her very buoyancy beckoning to me like a porpoise coming to the rescue of an ancient mariner. It was a priceless moment.

Standing, totally present, I began to towel off that Black body in my all white bathroom. So smooth, so supple, so strong yet compliant to my every movement of the towel over her body. I didn't dry her hair, I was enjoying seeing it held back against her head by the weight of the water as I stroked it now with my bare hand, her eyes wide open locked on mine. We embraced standing, two naked bodies holding on to each other like we were the last two people on earth, or perhaps this wasn't earth and we were living in a dream. In this dream state I lead Bella to my bed, minimal light bathed the bedroom now, and we found ourselves warm and happy pulling the white comforter partially over us. Lying side by side, facing each other, late as the hour was we talked. It was a new and refreshing talk, an endless talk.

"Hello Bella," I said softly. "My name is Calvin and I belong to you in a way I have never belonged to anyone before. In moments like this, and knowing that our shared sexuality delivers other gifts and a language all its own, here please just call me Calvin. You are a beautifully strange creature and I want to know everything about you, what planet you came from, and every secret you have never shared. Each minute with you teaches me. Today was filled with a hundred lessons. The world you entered when you strapped-on that beautiful Stockroom studded leather harness, was a huge lesson producing a hundred new questions, and likely new secrets. Your complexity is so profound, so rich. The history that produced it, goodness do I want you to share like you have never felt safe to share before. That safety, my understanding, is the only possible gift that could have you loving me back as you watch me love you with such wonder at my great good luck."

"The luck is mine as well Calvin," Bella answered. "I want to be understood, scary as it is, and I want to understand you though I think with age comes wisdom and you are not afraid of exactly who you are. You are sensitive to others, despite knowing yourself so well, you don't abuse it. You care about your wife, and so do I. I know we'll help each other navigate that truth. I want Victoria as my girlfriend, and you want her as your wife. We both want to tread lightly, you and I as a team. Zach is easier, we both love him, but he is young and growing so fast. He is adaptable, a quick learner. He has nothing but great benefit to gain from each of us, all three of us actually. He's a lucky boy, very lucky. I know that during the week when I am not here, you will suck his cock, and do with him as you wish. It's beautiful. And he has whatever he needs, to feel and gain manly confidence with Victoria, and with me. Some weeknights I'll be home, masturbating to the images of what you three are likely doing." She paused, then continued, "Trust me Calvin, tomorrow morning when you take Atticus out for his walk, I'll be assessing the feelings and vulnerabilities of both Zach and Victoria. I'm good at that, and I am your partner. Know that when you come in the door, all three of us will welcome you with love. And I'll change gears and welcome you as my Master, setting that pivotal tone so it resonates throughout the house."

"What a good girl you are Bella," I said as our mouths connected again. "Share some truths with me now, those scary truths that will belong to us alone. What went on with you tonight when you strapped-up and became quite dominant with Victoria, and what made you come so powerfully, seemingly without vaginal or clitoral stimulation from Victoria?'

Bella giggled, "You are so smart, and for a moment I must call you my Master." She paused, entering new territory. "I know I told you that with women, my lesbian experiences, sex was always mutual and loving. Mutual oral, lots of body contact and loving, a dildo handled by hand and the vibrator you saw in my satchel were used just occasionally. But as you witnessed, that strap-on was both beautiful, and an obvious instrument of power. It brought a known but repressed dominance in me forward. It was electric. You are my Master, but suddenly I wanted to be you. I got lost in that overpowering feeling. First time ever that I fucked another woman like a whore, like you would. And Master, when I fucked Victoria I became you, partially at least. My orgasm came from that dominant role itself, accentuated by the way that strap-on's interior ring holding the flanged dildo in place, smashed against my erect clit with each thrust. Pounding Victoria also pounded my cunt and clit hard, I went wild. I was you, topping Victoria, it really just happened. It was not planned. I was so lost that when Zach stood over me and shot those huge loads in my face and mouth, it was like a ritual tribute. Again, not expected, but how perfect to be bathed in come as I kept coming, pounding Victoria and Victoria kept coming being pounded. I can't wait to thank them both in the morning. And there was my Master, watching it all, lifting Victoria's neck and unloading while throat fucking her. Our eyes, yours and mine, locked through it all. There my Master, see what you unleashed. My cunt is flowing again, just remembering that breakthrough. Thank you."

What a story, what a truth, what beauty. We kissed full mouth and tongue. I reached for her swollen dripping vulva, what an incredible pulsating handful, but I was not intending to promote a fuck. I didn't want to distract from our revealing conversation. I just needed to be connected. I dipped a single finger into that warm inviting nectar, that I couldn't resist as I held her by the cunt, her hand gripping my rock hard cock just under the glans at the same time and with the same restrained intent. We were wonderfully connected. We both pulled from our kiss with matching words, "I love you Bella!" She echoed that sentiment in spades, "I love you Calvin!" Connected, the talk continued, we just talked and held each other. All night it seemed. So much sharing, so much learning, but sleep obviously came. In time, the sun would come up, shining into that bedroom as usual. Atticus was already on top of the bed, knowing it was now his time.

I was awake, during our sleep I found myself spooning Bella, my semi-hard cock nesting against her butt cheeks. It was sublime, I didn't want to move, but I did. I leaned over with a kiss on her ear and whispered, "I'm going to throw on my sweats and walk Atticus. Grab your bathrobe and head out to the kitchen and take command of our messaging. If they are still sleeping, wake them. I'll be back in about twenty minutes. I am in-love with you Bella, and it is a beautiful sunny day!"

She turned toward me, wanting another kiss, and said, "I'm in-love with you Calvin, my Master. Enjoy the walk and trust me." We kissed and I was off with Atticus.

Bella would find Zach and Victoria still in his bed, but awake and ready to get up. She climbed into that bed with them, first hugging Victoria with a kiss and a message. "Good morning Victoria! Your husband, my Master, was a perfect gentleman last night. We crashed. The sun woke us, and he is out with Atticus. Let's all get up and into the kitchen." Bella paused, and added, "Victoria, you are a vision, and that was a lesbian fuck like I have never had before. I lost myself strapped-up like a man, pounding my girlfriend. It exhausted me, my muscles ache, goodness do I hope you survived." With that, the two kissed again, a real kiss. A girlfriend's kiss, of mutual appreciation.

Victoria came to life saying, "That was a fuck for the ages honey. You took me to another world, and without really knowing where I was, I know that Cal raped my throat and unloaded. It was heaven! Thank you Bella, my first and only girlfriend."

Zach was awake and listening, as Bella turned to him next with a kiss, "Zach, that lesbian show was a wonder and a first of its kind for me, and for Victoria. Know this, lost as I was in that other world fucking my Victoria, when you stood over us and shot torrents in my face I loved it. You bathed me in your come. I've never had such an experience, and received it as tribute to the show Victoria and I put on. I think we were all transported to another world. I thank you. I thank you both. I'm guessing you two crashed like we did, in a profound and deep sleep."

"Oh Bella," Zach started. "We bathed and crashed as well. Seeing you strapped-up taking my mother like a man, was a trip for me and obviously for dad. For you and Victoria, it must have been like running a marathon. Victoria really couldn't walk. That was some fuck. Thank you." With that Zach kissed Bella back, paused for only a second, and added, "Let's get coffee going and the kitchen ready to welcome dad back with Atticus!" Zach the athlete, was alive and well in every way, as all threw on our bathrobes and headed for the kitchen. Our original sin manifest, mission accomplished!

To be continued...