Loving Lacey

***All characters involved in sexual activity are depicted as being over 18 years of age.***

Late April

Year 4 of Us

Wednesday

I walked out onto the upper deck. Okay, it was a slow walk, since I was still using the forearm crutches, but I was doing better than I had been when I got home on Valentine's Day. Mir was stretched out on one of the chaises, nude, with Lacey, who was also nude, applying some kind of lotion to her pregnant tummy.

Cathy was dropping her top onto a chair, topping off the pile of her clothes. She turned and grinned at me. "The littles are asleep, so we're grabbing some sun, while it's so nice."

I chuckled at that. "I just love looking at all three of you nude."

That earned me three smiles -- each bright enough to blind, but when combined, they beat the sun for the warmth they brought me.

"Made him smile," I heard Lacey say.

"Yes, we did," Mir replied, humor in her voice.

Cathy just grinned at me. "Well?"

"Well, what?"

"Are you going to join us?" Cathy gave me a very lascivious wink and a little smile.

"You want me to?"

Lacey looked at me, her head tilted.

I grinned. "Very well, Beloved." I lowered myself to a chair. "I might need some help, though." I was able to get my deck shoes off, as well as my shirt, but I did have trouble with my pants. Cathy came over as I let my shirt drop.

"You could have asked for help, stubborn old cowboy," she said with a smile.

"I was getting ready to, love."

We fussed for a few moments, then Cathy leaned back. "It'll be easier if you're standing up, I think."

I nodded and pushed off the arms of the chair to help me get to my feet. Cathy had her hands on my hips, and she grinned when I was upright. She gently pressed her face against me, then looked up. "It's stirring a bit," she announced.

"Oh, is it now?" Lacey asked.

"Yes, indeed," Cathy replied as she began to pull my pants down. She smiled when the head of my cock was freed, bending her head closer. I jumped when her lips kissed the head.

"You made him jump, Cathy!" Mir giggled.

"I know! I love doing it, too." I sighed when she took me into her mouth, and she took more of my cock as I got harder. I put my hands on the back of her head, and just held on.

"Are you using her to help your balance?" asked Lacey, as she stepped to my side, her hand caressing my chest.

"Sort of..." I moaned as Cathy began moving up and down on my cock, her tongue playing along the underside of it.

Lacey snickered and put a hand between my hands. Suddenly, Lacey forced her to take my cock as deep into her mouth as she could, Cathy's nose pressed into my crotch hair. Cathy moved her tongue more and then began to make swallowing movements. I felt myself tense up as I built toward an orgasm, and my knees started to hurt.

"Enough, Cathy!" Lacey said sharply. Cathy pulled her mouth away and looked at us. She saw my face, then backed up a bit.

"I'm... I'm sorry, Wyatt!"

I felt the tension leave my legs. "It's okay, Kitty-cat." I look at Lacey. "Note to self: I'm not ready to stand up while getting a blowjob."

Lacey nodded, then reached down to caress Cathy's face. "Shall we get him onto one of the chaises? We know that he can fuck while on his back!"

Cathy gave me a sly smile and rose to her feet. "Who gets him out here?"

Mir was sitting up and smiled. "I think Lacey should ride him." She giggled. "I wonder if he can eat this pregnant pussy at the same time?"

"Oh..." Cathy chuckled. "I'd love to see that -- I know that he loves eating pregnant pussies!"

"Before we get too involved, who has the monitors? Twins and Jean?" I looked at all three of them. Lacey grinned and pointed to the small table nearby. There were three phones on it. I shrugged, smiling.

I made it to the chaise that Mir had been stretched out on, with only a hand on my forearm by Cathy and Lacey. Sitting down was a bit trickier, mostly because I wasn't sure of myself. I smiled at them, and then Mir said, "Not sure of your recovery, aren't you?"

I nodded.

She stood in front of me, hands on her hips. I loved the sight of her swelling tummy and her tits, which were larger than they had been. Her nipples were crinkled and hard as she looked at me. "You're actually ahead of the curve -- I checked. We..." she waved her hand, indicating Lacey, Cathy, then herself, "are not going to let you get down. We love you, what is the phrase...?"

"Mr. Man?" supplied Lacey.

"That's it!" She leaned over until her face was directly in front of mine. "We love you, Mr. Man, and we're going to help you any way we can." She smiled. "You understand, love?" I nodded and took her face in my hands. "Oh, please kiss me!" she said softly.

I did just that, gently at first, but she was eager and played her tongue into my mouth. I was eased onto my back and my legs were gently lifted up. When we broke the kiss, Mir smiled at me.

I felt the lower part of the chaise lift up slightly. "How does that feel, Wyatt?" Cathy asked as my legs were lowered onto it.

"Pretty good!" I smiled as Lacey took my cock into her hand, then stroked it a couple of times.

"Oh, that's what I love to see." She looked at me, then grinned. "It looks like it needs more kisses..." I watched as she lowered her mouth to my cock, taking the head between her lips. I moaned as she sucked my entire length into her mouth. She was amazing, as always, and then she stopped, pulling her mouth away.

Lacey stood up, grinning, and then she straddled me. Keeping her eyes locked on mine, she held my cock in her hand as she lowered herself down onto me. She sighed as my cock slid into her wet, welcoming pussy. "Oh, that feels so wonderful, my love."

I could tell that she was supporting herself with her feet on the deck from the way she began rocking back and forth on me, slowly at first. She smiled. "Should we be recording this?"

"No?" I looked at her. She broke into giggles until I reached around and smacked her ass with one hand.

"I'm teasing, my sweet!" Then she leaned closer and kissed me. "Should I take a wild ride, though?"

"Oh, yes!"

Before she started riding me, Mir stood by my head. She reached down and took my glasses off. "They're on the table by our phones." She smiled at me. "You're not going to need them while you're eating my pussy, cowboy."

There was more movement near my head and Cathy leaned over my face. "I'm going to be here to play and give Mir something to hold on to."

I barely nodded when Lacey began moving a little faster, and Mir straddled my face.

Her pussy came closer, and I stuck my tongue out. I put my hands on her thighs and held her as I began licking. Mir's pussy was wet as I gently chewed on her pussy lips.

I slipped my tongue between her lips and felt Lacey start to move a little faster.

My cock was being gripped and caressed by Lacey's pussy, and I felt her juices flowing over me. She rocked fast, then she slowed down, and I could hear her moaning and laughing softly. "God, that's so good, Wyatt!"

All I could do was moan into Mir's pussy, and one of her hands gripped my hair. "He's loving this, Lacey!" she exclaimed as she ground her pregnant pussy into my face. I could feel pussy juice on my face and down on my crotch.

I was able to move a hand down and caress Lacey's thigh before I slipped it to her pussy. Her clit was standing out, making it easy for me to brush my fingertips over it. Lacey squealed and began riding me, hard. I gently pinched her clit and Lacey cried out as her orgasm shook her entire body. Her hands moved to my chest, behind Mir's ass. I took Lacey's hand in mine and pulled her down, getting her to wrap her arms below Mir's pregnant tummy.

As I was licking and kissing Mir's pussy, she was rolling her hips on my face until Lacey found her clit. I opened my eyes and watched as Lacey pinched Mir's clit, and my redhead exploded her pussy onto me. Juices just flowed into my mouth, over my cheeks, and soaked my beard.

I held onto Mir, and I could tell that Lacey was, too. Mir moved slightly, resting her ass on the top of my chest. She looked down at me and smiled. "Have you cum yet, Wyatt?"

I shook my head and then Cathy pressed her face onto mine. Licking and sucking Mir's juices off of me. That set me off, and I lifted my hips slightly, shooting deeply into Lacey. Lacey gave a little shriek, then giggled.

"I love feeling that hot cream shoot into me!" She caressed my lower chest as she sighed. Then her voice got concerned. "How are your knees, love?"

"A little achy," I admitted.

"Okay, then. Ease yourself back down." She waited until I did so. "Good boy!" She giggled, and I smiled up at Mir, who was looking at me with concern. "Mir, can you get off of him, please?"

"I'll help!" said Cathy and then Mir was away from me, her left leg brushing my face as she simply stood and stepped forward. I was impressed by the wetness on her lower thigh, so I lifted my head and licked her a bit, which made her giggle.

I lay there, my beloved resting on me, smiling. She started to lift off, but leaned forward to quickly kiss me. Her eyes went wide.

"I hear two little kids making noise!" She grinned at me. "*Our* playtime is over!"

Lacey got up and pulled on a short robe. "I'll get them. Mir, will you go with me?"

"Of course. I wanted to clean you out, though."

"Maybe tonight, love." Lacey stood over me. "Cathy?"

"Yes?"

"I don't hear Jean yet, so will you take care of Wyatt?"

"You mean...?"

"Yes," came the cheerful response. "Clean Mir's juice off his face and get every drop of us from his cock."

"Oh, well... If you insist," Cathy snickered, then I felt her hands on my cock. I heard the door close, so I knew that they had gone in to get the twins. "We'll have to do this quick, love," she said before her tongue began over my cock. "Mmm. Tastes good!"

She finished my cock and then licked my face before handing me a towel. She smiled and stood up. "I'll get your pants, boyfriend."

As she helped me sit up and get my pants on, I looked at her. "Am I, really?"

"Are you really what?"

"Am I your boyfriend?"

She shook her head. "No, you're more than my boyfriend, Wyatt. You're my love -- something I was afraid I'd never say." She smiled, then wrapped her arms around my neck. "Thank you," she added, simply.

"You're welcome. For what?" I was confused.

"For loving me. For letting me love you." Her expression was tender.

I kissed her softly. "Thank you, Cathy. For everything." I laughed when I heard noise coming from her phone. "Thank you for *her*!"

Cathy smiled, got to her feet, and pulled on a robe. "I'll be back in bit. Don't go anywhere!"

"I'll stay here if you'll bring her out here."

"You just want to watch me feed her," Cathy smiled before she stepped through the door.

"Of course!" I softly called before I heard the laughter and footsteps of the twins and the dogs coming towards the door.

"Dada! Dada!" the twins called.

"I'm out here!"

They came through the door, dogs and kids intermixed. LB came to me first, getting head scritches, then Sherlock joined her. After a few moments, they moved away to stare through the rails at the property. Duncan came to me first, Sam with close behind.

"Dada hurt?" He asked before sticking a finger into his mouth.

"I'm okay, Duncan." I smiled at him, and he returned the smile before looking at my knees, where the bruising was starting to fade, but they still looked ugly. The scars were still very red, and you could see the swelling.

Sam walked to my right knee. "Touch?" she asked softly.

I nodded and Lacey added, "Very softly, Sam. Like touching Baby Jean."

Sam's touch was very soft, so soft I barely felt it. Duncan did the same on my left knee. "Dada knee feel bad," Sam said very emphatically.

"What do you mean, sweetie?" Lacey asked she knelt by Sam.

Sam looked from Lacey to me, then touched Lacey's knee before touching mine again. "Mama knee feel good," her hand on Lacey's knee. "Dada knee feel bad," her rested on my knee.

"Ah!" Lacey smiled at Sam, which got a smile from our daughter. "Yes, Daddy's knees are rough, bumpy, and swollen. That's because of his surgery. They'll get better, though. I promise!" She took Sam into her arms and Duncan moved around my feet to get to Lacey. She pulled him into the hug, then said, "Group hug!"

I leaned over, wrapped my arms around them all, giving the top of each head a kiss. Mir sat beside me and joined the hug, following my lead with the kisses.

"I'd love to join in, but someone is hungry," Cathy said from the doorway. Sam pulled free of the hug and scooted over to her.

"Mama Katty! Baby Jean!" she said before she hugged Cathy and gently patted Jean's feet.

We watched Cathy gently caress Sam's face, causing my daughter to give her a big smile. Cathy walked over to us. She was smiling, too, as she sat on my left. Cathy deftly flipped a cloth over my left shoulder and snickered.

"What's that for?" I looked at her.

"You get burp duty!" Cathy batted her lashes at me.

"Oh," I just smiled at her. "I love any reason to hold our daughter!"

Lacey stood up and looked at me. "You're a gentle man, Wyatt. And we love you for it!" She reached over and caressed my face as a cloud passed overhead. She looked up, then towards the coast. She frowned slightly, then said, "We should head inside. Dark clouds are on their way." She grinned. "We don't want everyone to get wet!"

Everyone stepped back and Lacey helped me up while Cathy herded the twins inside.

Mir picked up the piles of clothes but pulled away when I reached out to help. "I've got it," she said softly. "You need both hands for walking right now."

I felt my spirits drop and my expression have done the same, because she leaned in and kissed me as Lacey handed me the crutches. Mir said, "You're doing pretty good, Wyatt. We go in to see Physical Therapy on Friday. They're going to say the same thing."

Lacey bumped her hip into my thigh before her hand slid across my back and she pulled herself to me. "You're working hard, Wyatt. Please don't let yourself get down." She squeaked, and I looked at her. "Raindrop! Let's get inside."

Mir went in, holding the door with a foot as I made my way inside, Lacey's hand on my hip. Just as she closed the door, rain began gently falling on the deck. I followed Mir to the bedroom, finding everyone else there, too. Cathy was in the Nursing Chair, and she smiled as I made my way to her.

"Sit down and I'll hand Jean to you."

"No," I smiled at them. "The chairs are close enough that I think that I can manage it." I placed the crutches over the rear side of the table that was between the two chairs.

"Are you sure?" Lacey was beside me.

"Yeah, if you'll spot us."

I took Jean into my arms, and she smiled at me as I lifted her to my left shoulder. I sidestepped slightly, then turned. I backed to the chair and slowly settled down. Once I was seated, I smiled at Lacey, then Cathy.

"How...?" Lacey asked.

"Am I doing?" I put Jean to my shoulder and gently patted her back. "They were a little twingy, honestly, but not as bad as they could have been." I could see the relief on Lacey's face, and Cathy's face, too. "I don't think that I can *stand* holding her, but this makes me feel better about things."

Lacey just shook her head. "You..." Then she leaned over us and gave me a kiss, her hand behind my head. She looked into my eyes with her blue ones. "You scare me at times, Mister Man. I'm also proud that you're willing to work to get better."

"Of course I'm going to work to get better. I want to look down into your eyes while I love on you."

She grinned. "You are so, so, naughty!"

"You make me want to be naughty with you, my princess."

She smiled, then turned to Cathy. "I think that we should get dressed, and once Jean..." there was a belch from my daughter, "burps, then we can all go downstairs."

She looked at Jean. "And you, young lady, burp like your brother and sister!" Lacey kissed Jean's forehead after I turned her around, then I got a kiss, too.

While the ladies got dressed, I talked to Jean, who just smiled and gurgled at me. Duncan joined us. "Baby sister cute!"

"She sure is, Duncan. Sam is cute, too, you know."

That puzzled him for a moment, then he looked over where Sam was sitting with Lacey as she got dressed. I could almost see the lightbulb appear over his head. "Sam cute! Mommy cute! Mommy Catty cute! Mommy Miryam cute!" He gave me a huge smile and offered Jean his hand. She took it and they began making silly sounds to each other.

"So, who discovered that Sam is cute?" Cathy sat back down in the Nursing Chair.

"Duncan said that Jean is cute, and I pointed out that all y'all are cute." I grinned at her. "He agreed."

"Duncan, am I cute?"

He stopped for a moment and looked at her. "Yes! Mommy Catty cute!"

Cathy got a huge smile on her face. "You are so sweet, Duncan!"

"He gets that from his Daddy," added Lacey, as she came up and placed her hand on my shoulder. "If you'll let me take Jean, you can get dressed, cowboy."

I handed Jean to Lacey, who cuddled her and made her giggle. Cathy handed me a crutch, and I used it to balance myself as I stood. I took a moment, then looked around to see everyone staring at me.

"Twinges again, as I expected," I announced. "Are my clothes on the bed?" Mir nodded. "Okay, I'm going to make the trip to the bed, without a crutch."

Cathy stood up. "You're going to hold my hand, mister. I won't hold you up unless you have an issue." She looked me in the eyes. "Understood?"

"Yes, dear." This made Lacey and Mir giggle, so I grinned at them. Cathy was smiling, so when she reached out, I took her hand. She stayed with me as I slowly made my way around the hassock, then to the side of the bed. I wasn't fast, but I didn't wobble, either.

"How are you?" Lacey's voice was anxious.

"Not bad." I answered as I sat on the edge of the bed. "Not great, either." When I looked up, everybody had either followed us or joined us, as they were all standing there, looking at me.

I smiled as I lifted my shirt and pulled it on. I bent forward to drag my shoes closer and stopped.

"Wyatt?"

"Yes, my princess?"

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong. I just have to remember to take my time with this. For now."

"Do you want help?"

I shook my head. "I've got it. Just can't go very fast."

"Are you being stubborn?"

"Kinda." I pulled my socks on, then started on my shoes. "Lots of twinges, but bearable." I looked up at her. "I have to push myself, Beloved."

"He's right, Lacey," Mir added. "He has to get to the edge, then just over it."

"I know." I heard something in Lacey's voice, so I looked at her. She was staring at me, concern on her face. She walked over to me, then knelt beside me as I worked on my shoes. "I worry about you, love. I know how you ache so much, some nights. How you get restless in bed. Lose sleep."

I reached out, and Lacey took my hands. "I am getting better, Beloved. I don't want to worry you, but I understand. I truly do." I pulled her closer to me and whispered into her ear. "You're the light of my life." She leaned back and smiled at me. One of her 1000kw smiles. "Like that smile. It makes everything better!"

She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me, giving me her full attention. I felt a small hand on my arm, and I broke the kiss. I turned and saw Sam looking up at me.

"Dad better?"

"Yes, I am, sweetheart."

"Good!" She smiled, giving a miniature version of Lacey's 1000kw smile before she rose up on her tiptoes, her lips puckered. I bent over a bit and gave her a quick smooch. "Dada better!" she called out, then wandered over to where Mir was sitting beside Jean on the bed.

Soon, Duncan and Sam were talking and playing with their little sister. I finished with my shoes, Lacey beside me, as we watched the twins with Jean. Cathy sat beside me as I finished, smiling at me when I looked at her. "How do you think they're going to react to this new set of twins?"