Quad Couplings Pt 02

Quad Couplings

By Magda McKune

Part Two

CHAPTER 5

It was early Christmas Eve morning and I was the first one up and in the kitchen. I made a pot of coffee and turned on the oven to cook a loaf of French toast for breakfast. My mother taught me how to arrange slices of French bread in a baking dish with cinnamon, sugar, and butter on top. Fast and easy and it made enough for the whole family in one pan. I turned from filling a cup of coffee to the sound of bare feet padding across the floor behind me. Julie looked exhausted in her short thigh length robe with her hair tussled and mussed. "Hello darling," I grinned, offering her a smooch on the cheek. "Did you sleep well?"

"I think I slipped into a sex-induced coma from too much Brad." She filled a cup of hot coffee. "I may have made a big mistake in taking on that boy again last night. My ravaged pussy is still throbbing."

"Poor baby." I caressed my hand over her scalp. "Too much of a good thing?"

"You sure got that right." She sipped her coffee and gave me a knowing smile. "Not that you'll ever hear me complaining. This body has never been so thoroughly satisfied in my entire life. I know I've cum before but never so hard as last night. And talk about orgasms! Damn! That boy is one pussy pleasing machine!"

"You sound like you really enjoyed it."

"Immensely! I hope you aren't mad at me for monopolizing your boyfriend like I did."

"Of course not. We made a pact to share everything. That includes Brad. You obviously didn't realize what you were getting yourself into."

The girl giggled and shook her head. "I can see now the attraction of having a guy's dick inside you. When it comes to a rubber cock and that boy's huge salami, there is no comparison. My pussy prefers the real McCoy."

I smiled and smoothed my hand over her back. "Before you know it you'll be having straight sex with a real man."

"Not as long as I have you, lover girl." Julie gave me a smooch on the lips. "Having sex with that stud boy is nice, but not as good as a roll in the sheets with my honey."

"You're sweet." Julie carried her coffee mug to the doorway. "Going back to bed?" I asked.

"In a way." She gave me a playful grin. "Hair of the dog."

"What?"

"I'm thinking the best way to take care of my quivering cunny is to have some more of that stud's love meat."

"Wow! You are one wanton woman!"

"I admit I'm a selfish hedonist. I can't help it. My body craves pleasure. Plus, it would be a damn shame to leave that hot hunk all alone in our room." Julie sipped her coffee and winked seductively. "After all, it's Christmas Eve. Brad can open his present a day early."

"I'm thinking my boyfriend is your present."

"I promise to share him with you." She turned toward our room. "That is, after I'm done with him."

My two older brothers Daniel and Douglas arrived with their spouses and children. It made for a full house, but it was great spending time with my entire family.

Christmas Eve and the Irish lager was flowing freely and Gaelic music poured from the stereo unit. Everyone was in good spirits. Brad sat with my father on the sofa as Julie and I stacked blocks with my two nieces, five-month-old Teagan and two-year-old Colleen.

Daniel moved to stand in front of Brad with his hands clamped on his hips. Daniel was a big strapping man; six foot four, two hundred and eighty pounds. He worked in a shipping warehouse. "So you're a college boy, eh?" he growled menacingly.

My boyfriend regarded him without expression. "Yes."

"I never met a college boy who was worth a day's pay."

Brad stood and faced the man. Daniel towered a good head over him. "I never met an Irishman who could beat a college boy in arm wrestling."

Daniel lowered his face until their noses almost touched. Everyone froze as if a brawl was about to commence. "Put your money where your mouth is, pretty boy."

Brad stared him down. "Name it."

"Loser dances the jig in a kilt for everyone to see."

"You're on."

Everyone followed the pair into the kitchen. The air was genuinely electrified with excitement. I never saw Brad so fired up about anything before. I didn't know if he was acting brave or truly wanted to best my brother in a fair competition. The two men sat across from each other at the kitchen table. Daniel set his elbow in the middle with his arm up. Brad placed his elbow next to Daniel's and gripped my brother's hand. Julie stood at my side visibly shaking as if it was a fight to the death. Everyone gathered into the kitchen to witness the event.

My father stood at the head of the table. "Let's make this a clean fight, boys. No dirty tricks. On the count of three. One... two... three!"

Brad and Daniel began to wrestle. Their arms didn't move. They stared at each other without expression as though they were still getting ready to start. Neither spoke a word. All was silent in the kitchen as we stared at the men. At last, I could see Daniel's face begin to redden. Brad furrowed his brow and their arms began to tremble. I couldn't believe how evenly matched they were. I thought for sure Daniel would have pinned him in an instant.

"Take him, Brad!" Julie burst out. Soon everyone was cheering and shouting. It was glorious! Their arms wavered one way, righted once again and wavered the other way. Both men were now perspiring and turning red. The shouting and cheering reached a fever pitch the longer they kept at it. The contest seemed to go on forever. Brad's eyes never left Daniel's face. He stared at the man defiantly. Daniel grinned a wide toothy smile. Neither was going to back down.

Gradually, Daniel's arm began to tilt downward. Brad stared expressionless at the man. Daniel grunted and strained, but it was no use. Brad slammed my brother's hand down in one final thrust.

Everyone cheered and shouted. Julie wrapped her arms around Brad's neck and kissed him on the cheek. I moved to my brother and hugged him. "You are such a good sport," I whispered in his ear.

"Good sport nothing," he huffed in disgust. "The man beat me fair and square." Daniel rose to his feet and offered his hand graciously to my boyfriend. "You put on a good contest," he smiled.

Brad stood and accepted his shake. "I take it back. You are definitely one tough Irishman." He gave my brother a wry smile. "Now let's see if you can dance!"

Everyone hooted and hollered as mother brought in the plaid kilt. Daniel's wife Kathleen giggled with glee as mama wrapped it around his waist. "I haven't seen you dance since our wedding!" Kathleen laughed.

We cleared a space in the living room for Daniel to perform. Papa put on some traditional Celtic music and the man began to dance the jig. I was truly surprised at how good he was at it. The man was authentic Irish through and through. Mama joined him and they merrily danced together. Numerous camera flashes went off. The children laughed with joy. It was truly a Christmas to remember.

It was late and all the children were put to bed. Julie and I sat on the sofa by the crackling fireplace with my cousin Molly chatting about the wedding and her new married life. Molly sipped her eggnog laced with rum and asked, "Are you two a couple?"

I glanced at Julie and back at Molly. "Who?"

"You and Brad."

"Oh," I expelled in relief. I thought she meant Julie and me. "Brad is just a really good friend." I took Julie's hand in mine and gave it a squeeze. "He watches out for us girls at college and takes care of us."

My roommate gave me a knowing grin. "That boy certainly takes good care of us all right."

Molly smiled. "You all must be very good friends for you to share a room together."

"I've known Brad since before high school," I explained. "Julie has been my roommate in college going on four years. We are all very comfortable with each other." I leaned back into the cushion and gently pulled Julie to rest her back against my chest. I wrapped my arms around her waist and gave her a smooch on the head. "We're all graduating in the spring. I don't know what I'm going to do without my sweet little honey bunny beside me."

"What are you talking about?" Julie frowned playfully. "I intend to move in with you wherever you go."

I giggled. "Are you stalking me?"

"To the ends of the earth."

I kissed her head. "I wouldn't want it any other way."

We found Brad sitting in silence in the sunroom with a stein of lager in his hand. "What are you doing out here all alone?" I asked.

"Merely enjoying the quiet."

Julie and I sat on his knees. Brad chuckled under his breath and set his beer on a side table. He wrapped his arms around our waists and asked, "What can Santa get for you lovely ladies this Christmas?"

My lady friend gave him a smooch on the cheek. "Santa already gave me my present."

I giggled and said, "You forget this Santa comes more than once a year."

Julie smiled seductively at the man. "The gift that keeps on giving!"

Brad looked at me. "And what would you like, little girl?"

I looked at Brad and Julie with a wide smile. "All I could ever want is right here."

"Awwww," Julie mewed.

Brad shrugged his shoulder. "Then I suppose I can take back the presents I brought for you."

"Presents!" I exclaimed with glee. "What presents?"

He returned an enigmatic smile. "You may find something for the both of you under the tree in the morning. That is, if you've been very good."

Julie laughed. "You didn't have to get anything for me."

Brad looked at her evenly. "It's Christmas... a time to show the people you love how much you care." He gave us both a hug. "You two ladies are the most important people in my life."

I kissed him on the cheek. "Same goes for me."

"Me too," Julie nodded. "What do you say we turn in? I have a hunch the children will get us up very early in the morning."

Brad chuckled and gave her a hug. "I have a hunch you'll beat the kids to the presents under the tree."

CHAPTER 6

I stirred awake to find myself alone in bed. The early morning light was filtering through the window curtains. Brad slept silently on the floor beside the bed. I pulled on a robe and crept out of the room. I found Julie sitting on the floor in the living room playing with Colleen. She had a new doll and white pony. "Good morning, darling," I smiled, bending down to give my friend a smooth on the cheek. I gave the child a peck on the top of her head. "You too, sweetie."

Julie grinned at me. "I found our presents from Brad. You want to open them?"

"Do you think we should?"

"Heck yeah!" I sat on the floor as my friend dug under the tree among the brightly wrapped packages. She brought out two small slender gifts in matching shiny red paper. "Looks expensive," Julie observed.

"I'm almost afraid to open it."

"I'm not." Julie tore open the paper. It was a felt covered jewelry box. She pried open the lid. The girl expelled a gasp in shock. "My God!"

"What is it?"

"Look!" She turned the box to me. It was a dazzling gold bracelet with a small diamond J hanging as a charm. Very expensive indeed. "What did he give you?"

I tore open the paper and opened the box. Mine was identical except for the diamond D on mine. "Good Lord, I can't accept this."

"Why not? The man is loaded with dough. He's got nothing else to spend it on. I say, let him splurge on his girlfriends if he wants to."

"You think so?"

"Sure. Besides, it would be an insult to refuse his gift."

"I guess you're right."

"I could wake him up and ask him if you prefer."

I smiled knowingly at the girl. "I think you want to wake him up and thank him."

Julie grinned playfully. "I think you're right."

"You go ahead. I'll stay and play with Colleen."

The girl kissed me on the mouth. "Merry Christmas, my love."

"Merry Christmas, darling."

A short while later, Daniel's wife Kathleen came out to join me. She offered to watch the kids for a while. I excused myself, thinking an erotic three-way with my two lovers would be a nice way to start the day. I opened the bedroom door and stood watching the couple. Brad lay naked on his back with his hands clasped behind his head. Julie kneeled beside his legs pumping his dick with both hands and bobbing her head over the top. She was giving him a blow-job! I closed the door behind me and stated dryly, "My, you really did like his present, girlfriend."

Julie looked up at me and continued to frig his big hard dick. "I started stroking him to wake him up, and suddenly felt the urge to find out what it tasted like."

"And?"

"I like it." She dropped her mouth over the head of his stiff cock.

I moved to Brad's side and stared down at him with my hands clamped on my waist. "I was going to thank you for my Christmas present, but I see Julie has me beat."

Brad extended his hand to me as my lady lover continued to blow his cock. "You liked it?"

I took his hand and lowered to kneel at his side. "Yes. It was very extravagant."

"Not very. Besides, I happen to think you two are worth it."

I chuckled and raked my fingers through Julie's hair as her head bobbed over his dick. "I'm not sure how I can thank you that would equal my partner here."

"A kiss would do nicely."

I bent down and met his lips in a tender kiss. "Merry Christmas, darling."

"Merry Christmas."

I smiled seductively at the man. "How's about you let this lady fuck you like the wild wanton woman that she is?"

"No objections from me."

Julie lifted her head and pumped his dick under her chin. "We can take turns like a tag team."

"Yeah, baby!" I untied the belt of my robe and slipped it from my shoulders. "Let's find out if this handsome fellow has been a very good boy!"

It was midafternoon and we had to get ready for the drive back to school. Julie and I sat at the kitchen table sipping coffee with my mother as Brad stowed our luggage in the trunk of our car. "It was wonderful having you with us, Julie," Mama said. "I hope you enjoyed yourself."

"I had a marvelous time!" she beamed brightly. "And you didn't have to worry about us being uncomfortable. We three got along very well sharing the same room together."

Mama returned a knowing smile as she sipped her coffee. "So I heard."

I furrowed my brow with a puzzled expression. "You heard?"

"These walls are thinner than they look."

My jaw dropped and I looked at Julie with shock. "Oh my God!"

Julie winced sheepishly. "Sorry about that, Mrs. D."

"It's all right, dear. I remember when I was a young girl myself. Brad is a very handsome lad."

"We used a condom," Julie offered.

I gaped at my companion in astonishment and slapped her arm. "As if that makes everything all right!"

My mother put her hand on mine atop the table. "It's all right dear. I held no illusions that you were still a virgin. Plus, I heard you and Brad through the walls when you were here for your cousin's wedding. I expected as much would happen while you two were here this time too. Though I have to admit, the boy has a got a lot of stamina to handle both of you girls."

Julie murmured under her breath, "That's not all he's got." I jabbed her in the side with my elbow. "What?"

"Mama, Brad loves me and he adores Julie. He knows how much I enjoy making love with him and I let him take care of Julie's needs now and then as well. He's a good man who wants to see everyone happy. You can't blame him for wanting his two favorite girls to be satisfied?"

"Of course not, sweetheart. I can see how much Brad cares for you and Julie. And I know you are being responsible about it. Only next time, try to remember there are other people in the house that need to sleep at night." She smiled knowingly at my friend. "Or in the morning."

Julie shrugged apathetically and sipped her coffee. "What can I say? I'm a slave to my carnal urges."

Brad joined us. "We're all packed." He gave a perplexed frown as we ladies all grinned knowingly at him. "Did I miss something?"

Mama smiled at Julie and me. "No honey," she chuckled with amusement. "Apparently you didn't."

I hugged my mother in the doorway and said, "I'll try to be back for spring break, Mama."

"Focus on your studies, dear. I want to come to your graduation in the spring, not next fall."

"Yes, Mama."

Julie patted me on the back. "Brad and I will keep her in line, Mrs. D. We're not as promiscuous as you might think. We only use that boy as a reward for good performance."

"And for homework help," I added. "Brad is an absolute genius. Everyone calls him The Brain. That's why we capitalize on him so much. Brad is very patient and a tremendous help with our classes. I would never have made it through economics without him. So you see, we don't always fool around, we do some studying too."

My roommate slipped her arm around my back. "We also reward the boy for his assistance. Throw him a carrot once in a while to keep him at our beckon call."

Mama chuckled. "I imagine that must be quite effective." She took Julie into a warm embrace. "Don't be such a stranger, young lady. You are welcome here anytime. Consider yourself part of our family."

"I appreciate that," she grinned. Julie looked at me. "I would love nothing better than to be a part of this sweet girl's wonderful family."

Brad opened the car's passenger door for me. "That's all right, honey," I smiled. "Let Julie sit up front with you."

Julie frowned at me and said, "Are you sure?"

"Yes, darling. You rode in back on the way here. Now it's my turn. Besides, we agreed to share everything, remember?"

"If you insist."

I stretched out along the back seat and relaxed on the back cushions on the drive home to the dorm. I smiled happily as Julie and Brad chatted amicably away. They seemed to be developing a strong friendship. This holiday getaway was the perfect way to bring us all together. Julie and Brad were closer than ever and we all had a mutual understanding not to be jealous of one another. I was glad that Julie and Brad had sex. She would no longer be curious about what it was like to make love to a man. Brad was so patient and gentle with her, just the way he was with me. I could never be jealous of my darling boyfriend trying to make the woman I loved very happy. Julie didn't have many male friends. To see her grow closer to Brad filled my heart with joy. The girl was no longer so alone. We were more like a family than ever before.

It was dusk when we arrived at the dorms. I yawned and stretched my arms over my head. "I must have fallen asleep."

"Shhh," Brad hushed. "Julie is sleeping."

"The poor girl got all tuckered out."

"I can't imagine how that happened."

Brad circled around to the passenger side. He eased the door open and lifted Julie's small lithe body into his arms. I led Brad to our room, opening the doors for him as he carried my lover cradled tenderly in his arms. I turned down the sheets on her bed as Brad gently laid her body on the mattress. The man looked so sweet and caring attending to her like that. "I'll go get the suitcases," he offered.

I undressed my drowsy friend as Brad returned to the car for our luggage. I tucked her naked frame under the sheets as Brad toted the bags in and set them by the desk. "You'll be okay?" he asked.

"I'll be fine." I kissed him on the mouth. "Thank you for coming along with us. Julie and I had a great time."

"Me too." He glanced at our slumbering companion. "She looks like an angel when she's asleep."

"She is an angel." I gave him a hug. "So are you, darling."

Brad smooched the top of my head. "Get some sleep. It's been a long week."

"You too."

The first rays of early morning came peeking through the window. I cracked my eyes to see my roommate standing at the window in her short robe staring out at the snow-covered landscape. The sky was dark and cloudy, promising more snow later. I rolled onto my side toward her and murmured, "Hi honey."