I awoke in my usual position, nestled firmly in the backside of my blonde lover and business partner, Britt. Her long blonde hair tickled my nose and I brushed it away before reclaiming her right breast. I nibbled at her neck while teasing her butt crack with my morning wood. She mumbled something undecipherable and put her hand over mine and we both gave her tit a loving squeeze. Her butt cheeks did the same as she clinched my cock with her talented ass. As much as I would have loved to just lie here, I did need to take a piss, and badly. I rolled to my back to disengage, or at least I tried to, but my backside was pressing against something much more unforgiving that another warm body, and it was a bit scratchy to boot. I raised my head and forced my eyes to open.
It took a couple seconds to do a bit of reconnoitering; hells, bells, I was in the new company motor home, and to make it even more confusing, as President and CFO of said company, Britt and I were in one of the spare beds in the front of the coach. We surely ranked the use of the queen size bed located in a private room at the rear of the house-on-wheels. I groused and grumbled and made my way, very un-gracefully over the top of my sleepy bed-mate. It only took me two tries to remember where the bathroom door was and I made it just in time. After the mandatory three shakes, I washed my hands in the mini-sink and then, like a grumpy old bear, made my way to the bedroom to see who was sleeping in my bed. I already knew, but as foggy as my memory was of all that went on last night, I needed to be sure.
There, snugly intertwined were Gina, Becky and Kate, in that order from left to right. With enough body heat to keep them warm, the blankets and sheet had been cast off onto the floor. My cock and I stood there for a minute and just admired the view. Gina, the brunette of Amazonian proportions was spooning Becky, the red-headed cowgirl whose Aunt's ranch we were currently camping at. She was nose to nose with Kate, our long, black-haired pixie; and, oh yeah, they were all dressed in their birthday suits. They softly snored in three-part harmony.
As much as I wanted to roust them and reclaim the much more comfortable bed, I remembered my very comfortable blonde was waiting up front. I quietly made my way to the kitchen and found a carton of orange juice and took a big swig right from the carton; no witnesses in sight. Britt had rolled around until she was in my spot, her back against the less-than-soft couch back. I lay down beside her on my back and she automatically rolled over beside me, resting her head on my chest in the crook of my arm. Her right hand stretched across my lower belly and her right leg wrapped over mine. She hugged me tight and lightly kissed the side of my chest before drifting back into a blissful sleep and I quickly followed suit.
I woke sometime later to soft whispering and squelched giggling. I kept my eyes closed; hoping to hear what was so entertaining this early in the morning. My bat-like hearing placed them at the dining area across from the couch/bed where Britt and I spent the night. I reflected briefly that I didn't wake up with a backache, so the sleeping areas I'd earlier been apprehensive of turned out to be acceptable after all.
"So he wakes up like this every morning?" one of them said softly. It didn't take Sherlock Holmes to deduce that the question came from Becky as she was the only one of the four lovelies in our little family who hadn't shared my bed overnight, at least not yet. As soon as I made this deduction, I probed my foggy brain to verify my conclusion, but I clearly wasn't awake enough yet.
"Yeah, cool huh?" I heard little Kate respond with a giggle. "It also means he needs to take a leak, so he'll probably wake up in a minute.'
"Nah," Gina replied, discounting that prognosis; "He was up earlier; it sounded like he was emptying a five gallon bucket in there." The other two snickered at Gina's vivid description.
"Well I sure didn't hear it, I was out like a light," Becky whispered.
"Yeah, I know, you and Katie were doing duel-snoring when he came in to check up on us. I just pretended to be asleep; I was too comfortable snuggled up to your sweet butt." I assume she tickled Becky as I heard a muffled yelp.
"Quit it," Becky hissed, "We'll wake them."
"Aaah, they need to get up anyway, I'm starving," Gina replied. "I assume that that beautiful, horny Aunt of yours has the makings for breakfast in the house?"
"Yeah," Becky giggled; "and I want to thank you guys again for putting on that little show for Virginia last night. I didn't tell you last night, but when we were up in the loft, I'm pretty sure she was watching us live, cuz when it was quiet, I could hear the camera in the dome rotating."
"So that's why you drug us over to the middle of the floor for the money shot," Kate said excitedly. "I heard some kind of funny noise earlier, but figured it was some kind of bug or something."
"Yeah, I wondered what the hell that was all about," Gina jumped in. "That was really fun and if you'd have asked me a couple months to do that, I'd have told you where to put it." Kate stifled a laugh and I could imagine Gina scowling at her. "So you think your Aunt really liked it?"
"I have absolutely no doubts that she got off about the same time George did. It's kind of twisted, but I really love him for doing that for her, err, well for us...anyway, I doubt she's seen a dick like that in a long time." Becky's comment got to me a little and my cock did a little lurch. "Oh my gosh," Becky half screamed in surprise, muffling herself with one hand and the other probably pointing my way; "He heard, his cock moved, he heard us."
"Don't be silly," Kate said, with a straight face, I know; "Dicks don't have ears!"
Gina laughed out loud, unable to contain herself. That was my cue to stretch and yawn. I went through all the motions of trying to get my eyes open and focused and I turned my head to see the three lovelies, still naked, sitting at the table and looking my way. Britt was still snuggled up, breathing softly; she could sleep through a nuclear blast; "Morning ladies," I said quietly.
"Morning, George," Gina and Kate said in harmony.
Becky was somewhere else, her attention locked on my cock, still hard and proud. "Becky...Becky," I whispered a little louder. Still focused elsewhere, Gina looked at me and shrugged her shoulders, in a 'Got me,' manner. I winked and then flexed my cock, nearly bouncing it off my lower belly. Becky jumped and the others giggled at her. "Good morning, Becky."
"Uh, yeah," said the flustered redhead, "Good morning George...are you hungry? I think I'll go get breakfast started," she said hurriedly, standing up quickly and turning toward the bedroom.