This is the second part, hopefully stands up on its own but you may get more out of it by reading part one first. Either way I hope you enjoy it. Comments, contacts and sensible criticisms welcome.
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"So, can Mike lick my pussy now?" Sadie asked Sarah
"Afraid not, we haven't got a lot of time, we've so much to get ready for the opening tonight."
"Aah that's not fair, both Mike and Ruth got to cum."
"Don't be silly, we all need to have a shower and get moving, use the shower head or something, you'll manage," Sarah answered with a smile.
Sadie sulked off to her bedroom, followed by a nearly recovered Ruth. Sarah looked at me,
"Come on lover boy, we need to get going."
"We need to talk."
"No we don't."
"Yes we do," I answered.
"That was amazing, but it's not right, I love you, I've just had hand sex with your sisters, I love you, it's not right," Sarah put her finger to my lips, I was babbling, the emotions from coming down off my sexual high flowing out of me, I was close to tears.
"Shhs, sit down."
I sat, Sarah then sitting on my knee and kissing me gently, holding me tight.
"It's ok, it's ok" she told me "We're fine, I love you too."
As I calmed and my breathing settled Sarah sat back a little and looking intently at me, said
"Listen to me, I told you I was fascinated by cocks," I nodded "Well we're a wild family and the girls are very sexual too, I think we get it off our mother, but that's another story. Anyway what just happened there was amazing, you should have seen your face, but it was just sex, incredible sex, but just sex. I love you very much but I'm happy for you to enjoy sex. As long as I decide who it's with." She said with a smile.
I looked at Sarah, there was some logic to what she said, very twisted logic but logic none the least. I slipped my hand up under the tee shirt she was still wearing, finding a nipple, I pinched it gently.
"Well, can I have sex with you then?"
"No you bloody can't, I have to get ready," and off to the shower she went.
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We eventually all ate some breakfast, the girls heading out to do some shopping before going to the gallery to finish things for tonight. Before they went Sarah said.
"See you about 7, everyone's coming for a few nibbles and champers before we start, wish me luck."
"Good luck."
As they headed for the door Ruth gave me a hard slap on the arse, "See you later handsome." They all giggled, they really were a crazy bunch.
As the day wore on I was becoming increasingly nervous, both for Sarah and for myself. I also felt unsettled about the mornings events, however much Sarah laughed it off. I went to the gym which took my mind off it for a little while.
I was worried for Sarah, what if people didn't like or understand her work? She'd put so much of herself into it, she'd be shattered. I also knew that there would be pictures of my dick on display, this could be highly embarrassing, People might not know it's me, but they might.
I arrived shortly after 7 and was surprised that there seemed to about forty people milling around, chatting away. I looked for a face I knew and saw John, Sarah's boss. He came over, gave me a big hug and a kiss on the cheek, "Welcome, lover boy."
"Hi John, how's it going?"
"Great, great, everything's good. Sarah's flitting around somewhere, as nervous as anything. I told her she shouldn't be though. Her photos look incredible and the gallery people have done a great job with the lighting, really brings out the images."
Just then I heard the loud tapping of a glass.
"Can I have your attention please everyone," It was Marissa the gallery owner. "We're going to go through to the next room where this remarkable and provocative exhibition is being staged. Sarah, the photographer will be at hand to answer any questions you may have and I'll be there to take your money should you wish to buy one," this brought a little laughter from the crowd. "Without further ado please follow me."
I was near the back of the crowd as we moved to the next room, I could hear "Wows" and "Oohs" and even an "Oh my" from the people in front of me as they entered. I walked in and was immediately surrounded by cocks. There were big ones, little ones, black ones, brown ones. Seemingly every type and shape. Who did they all belong too, when had she taken them?
John was beside me and as if reading my mind said,
"A lot of cocks isn't there, but don't worry I think yours is by far the nicest."
"Thanks," I said, a bit sarcastically.
"There's thirty four images in total, I think eight are of you, although she may have blended some images together."
"Wow, it's amazing, startling," I said. And it really was, the way the images were displayed and lit within the small room made you feel like you were being watched and followed by dicks. Mind blowing stuff.
Sadie came over to me.
"It's great isn't it?"
"Yes, amazing."
"I'll say one thing for my sister, she had plenty of spunk to take these pictures," She said, the double entendre fully intended.
"Umm" I said, smiling.
"I think Sarah's over there talking to some people, will I get her?"
"No not at all, leave her be, I'll catch her later."
I started to wander around the exhibition, they really were startling, thought inspiring images and under normal circumstances or if I had been more mature I might have appreciated them more. As it was I spent my time trying to identify my dick and comparing it with others on show.
For the most part they seemed to be an arty type of crowd. I overheard one lady discussing one of my pics, she turned to her companion and said,
"It does make one consider the juxtaposed roles of the penis in our society." Load of bollocks.
I was stood looking at a flaccid, uncircumcised dick, very wrinkled, reminding me of a Pugs face when I became aware of a tall West Indian guy stood next to me.
"Hi, I'm Leon," he introduced himself. "I'm one of the dicks in the pictures," pointing to an image over to our right. It was erect, long, maybe longer than mine, and thin.
I looked at Leon, he was a couple of inches taller than me but not as broad. He was obviously very proud of himself and happy to be in the exhibition. I didn't want to get into a dick comparing competition with him, or for that matter chat to someone who might be an old boyfriend of Sarah's. But not wanting to be rude either I said,
"Hi, I'm Mike, I'm in a couple of photos too."
"You must be the really thick one, congratulations."
"Thanks." This evening was becoming more bizarre by the minute.
I was saved by Ruth and Sadie coming over to me, all giggly and flirty, they took me by the arms.
"How you doing, big boy?"
"A bit overwhelmed and freaked if I'm to be honest."
"Relax, just concentrate on what an amazing photographer and artist our sister is. Come over here, there's someone Sarah wants you to meet."
Sarah was talking to a small, well groomed man, mid thirties I would guess, the word dapper came to mind.
"Darling I'd like you meet Steve Linwood. Steve is an art dealer and feels he can sell some of my work for far more than I'm asking here. Steve this is my fiancé and muse, Michael."
"Nice to meet you Michael," Steve said, offering his hand. "I was just saying to Sarah how much I loved her work, very provocative and salable in todays market. I asked her about her inspiration and she offered to introduce us."
"Nice to meet you too Steve, she is a very talented and inspiring lady."
"I particularly like this one," he said, pointing to a close up shot of my erect knob. It was an impressive picture, Sarah had manipulated shading and different light into the picture, giving the impression of different textures along the length of my dick. I went into complete bullshit mode,
"It's one of my favorites too, very evocative, it brings to mind the power and the vulnerability of the penis." Sarah just glared at me.
"I couldn't have said it better myself. Wonderful work, Sarah I'll be in touch," Steve said, wandering off.
"What's with all the evocative bullshit talk?" Sarah asked
"Just expressing ones considered opinion," I said in my best high falutin voice. "And what's all this about me being your fiancé?"
"Oh that, well I decided a few weeks ago that we should get married, I just hadn't told you yet."
Sarah looked at me, "What do you say?"
"I say yes."
Sarah nearly jumped into my arms, we kissed.
"I love you."
"I love you."
