Please read When We Were Young Ch. 13 and this will make a lot more sense.
Special thanks to kenjisato for the editing, whom I cannot recommend enough.
Comments would really be appreciated.
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"Was it something I said?" Mama cracked, climbing out of the truck.
I laughed, hugged her to me, and kissed her. It felt like it had been a month since I'd seen her and Mar, who was getting a similar greeting from Lin. We swapped partners, Mar's hair blowing in the sudden, welcome breeze.
I tucked it behind her ear, smiling down at her. "Hi, 'Breaker."
"Hi, Daddy," she said softly, her ice-blue eyes smiling into mine.
We stared for a second longer than was good for us, then joined Lin and Mama, who held hands and watched us, smiling.
"How long before it rains?" I asked, looking up.
"We passed through it about an hour ago," Stacey said.
"Time for the tour, if we hurry."
Everyone nodded, so we piled into the truck and went around to the garage. I dumped their luggage in the kitchen, grabbed a twelve-pack of wine coolers from the fridge, and we took off in two carts.
We started at the gazebo, surrounded by Thea's beautiful flower beds, then across several acres to the natural landscape, ten acres of plants, grasses, and small trees growing wild, blowing to and fro, as the wind picked up.
On to the property line and the miles of wrought-iron fencing, then up the long hill, stopping under the hundred-foot tall trees swaying in the wind, to stare down at the castle and the 'Hills' from our magnificent perch.
Storm clouds rolled in, the temperature dropping from ninety-five to eighty...it was awe-inspiring. Mar and Mama oohed and ahhed, looking over all the mansions below.
"And you own all of this?" Mama asked.
Linda explained about owning the land and the homeowners paying us a monthly fee.
"Incredible," a bolt of lightning lighting up the darkening sky.
"We'd better get back," Mar said, the empty wine cooler container lifting out of the cart and racing off down the hill.
We almost made it. We were going as fast as we could, bouncing across the bone-dry lawn, two minutes from home, when the skies opened up. One fat drop landed on Mama's nose and then a wall of water descended on us, hard, heavy drops pounding down angrily.
We scrambled into the cabana, drenched, and cold. I flipped on the little accent lights, Linda dragging towels and a couple of blankets out of the linen closet.
"Strip," she commanded, tossing them on the bed.
As we undressed, the rain pounded on the thatch-covered roof, wind howling, thunder booming, and lightning giving us glimpses of the waves on the pool.
"No coffee. Tequila?" I asked through chattering teeth, drying my hair, my soggy clothes dumped in a pile on the bamboo-weave floor.
Everyone nodded, and a minute later, everyone had a shot glass in hand.
"Mama, 'Breaker, I, we, have missed you so much. Welcome to our little starter home."
They laughed, and we drank. They were drying themselves, and each other, as I re-filled their glasses. I fished around in a drawer, found a little blue helper, and downed it with my shot.
Their hair was half-dry, hanging long and limp, whatever makeup they'd had on was washed away...and they were stunningly beautiful.
They were squeezing rain out of their hair onto the rain-spattered concrete at the edge of the cabana, Mar closest to me, when a bolt of lightning hit close, making the hair on our skin stand up. We all flinched, but Mar shrieked and jumped into my arms. She was shivering from a combination of fear and the cold, and I held her to me, rubbing her back and making soothing noises.
I set her down on the bed and told her to scoot into the middle, grabbed a blanket, and lay down next to her, spreading the blanket over us. Mama and Linda joined us seconds later, the four of us naked and shivering. We lay there and let our body heat warm us while we watched nature's awesome fury from the safety of our bed.
I don't know who kissed who first, or grabbed the first erogenous body part, but I didn't come in last, I can tell you that. Being in the middle, Mama and Mar received the most attention, though a hand did find its way to stroke my penis, as Jazz would say.
My mouth was on Mar's neck and shoulder, my hand on her breast. Mama's hand was in my hair, and she was the first to moan, someone's hand on her clit, no doubt.
"Tony," Linda said, "Get in the middle and flip around; we need your cock up here."
The powerful storm raged around us, the wind blowing the mosquito netting around, as I stood up, dragged the blankets to the floor, and settled on my back between Mama and Mar. I pulled Mar over to sit on my face, her hairless sex settling on my waiting mouth.
Mama lay on her side, she and Mar sharing my cock and balls, when I caught sight of Lin, her face beneath Mama's raised leg. Meanwhile, my tongue lapped at Mar's delicious nectar, a thumb massaging her rosebud.
Mama moaned on my cock, the vibration I felt was fucking amazing. I glanced at Lin, her mouth wrapped around Mama's big clit, her fat thigh beginning to quiver.
Mar rocked back and forth on my face, her clit dragging across my chin, when my thumb broke her ring and settled into her ass. She stiffened for a moment and her legs shook, then she started grinding harder.
A few minutes later, Mar sat up, my tongue buried inside her, thumb in her ass, and shuddered through an orgasm, rocking on my face. Meanwhile, Mama, her teeth scraping my balls, paused momentarily to scream her orgasm into the raging storm, her big legs squeezing Lin's head.
Bodies moved and shifted around, Mama sank onto my cock, and Lin's pussy replaced Mar's, who straddled my stomach. As they enjoyed each other above me, I was in heaven below. I kneaded Lin's wondrous cheeks as she rode my tongue and chin, Mama's weight dropping hard onto my cock repeatedly; Mar's added weight only feeding my submissive kink.
The wind howled around us, driving the rain sideways, when Mama came again, her juices flowing from her in a torrent. Then she and Linda traded places, my love's tight box fitting like a glove. She immediately started the squeeze--relax--squeeze thing Jazz and Thea had evidently taught her, and my own orgasm was closing in, as I moaned loudly.
Mama kissed me, her eyes smiling, then settled her wet pussy onto my waiting mouth, her big, milky thighs engulfing me. My whole body twitched, and I came, exploding into my love, as I moaned into Mama.
Linda never stopped riding me, and I could feel a hand (Mar's?) near my chin, pulling on Mama's big clit, her thighs squeezing my head in response. My hands on her ass, I mauled and kneaded, as she began to bounce ever so slightly on my tongue, her juices drizzling down my throat.
