All depicted characters are over 18. All characters events and places are fictional.
Imagination, not reality.
Defectivegenes
The Birthday Weekend
Finally it was Friday, 5:00 o'clock. I heard talking as Tati opened the door for Penny. I stopped for a second to listen. They moved to the piano. It was easy to tell from the sounds of the opening key board cover and talking that was going on. Tati had wanted to go through their duet together she said. Penny didn't complain but did mention that she thought she was here for a celebration.
"Oh, you are." Tati countered. "But I think we are slightly over dressed for that."
"What do you mean?" I heard Penny question.
"I'll show you." Tatiana said followed by the rustling of paper, a gift being unwrapped.
"Oh, I like!" Penny's voice.
"So will he!" both voices giggled.
"You do me and I'll do you." Tati's voice returned.
More giggling followed by the sound of the piano top lifted and sat the post. Then, after a moment the music they make together filled the house. I couldn't help but stop and listen. The music was amazing and I could listen to it forever. Tati was right, that 6 foot parlor grand piano really did make this house the perfect choice. The house, the yard, everything was as we wanted and had dreamed, and the piano, well the icing on the cake. Funny thought, the birthday and the cake were the reason for the evening. I finished up, put on my soft white rob and went to the kitchen.
I don't know if I was noticed or not. As I moved to the kitchen, the music didn't stop of even skip a beat. I poured three glasses of champagne, took a breath and moved toward the living room. Tati had previously closed the curtains. We were safe from prying eyes and ready to see what came next.
As I entered the room Penny looked up from the music and stopped. It only took a couple of notes and Tatiana stopped also. I crossed the room and placed the glasses on the exposed structure of the piano and proceeded as we had planned. First I looked at Tati. She nodded. I took Penny's hand helping her, leading her to stand. I moved a couple of steps away from the piano and stopped. She looked me up and down. I began.
"Penny," I started, "Tatiana has told me and we have talked about the fact that you are interested in our lifestyle. You are now 19 and have expressed a lot of interest in why we don't live as we want even with you here. I think you already know why, but, we don't force our way of living on anyone and especially not you."
Tati had moved to the end of the piano bench as I took both of Penny's hands and continued.
"You are no longer a little girl. You are our beautiful very close friend. We love you like a sister, even more. We have done so many things and gone so many places together. We really do love you. You and Tati are more than very close. Well, the three of us are." I paused, "We have made plans to have dinner with you tonight to celebrate your birthday. We can either go out, in which case I will go dress or we can stay here and I will not. It, well, it all depends on your decision."
Tati stood next to her. Penny looked at her. After a serious silence between them that was more like telepathy, they both grinned at each other.
"Really!" Penny said to her.
"Whatever you decide." Tati moved close, they shared a soft "more than friends" kiss and she sat back down.
I had never seen them kiss, but it was sweet like loving sisters but longer. They were closer than I had imagined. The thought made me wonder. Penny turned back to me.
I softly held her hands. "I want you to be sure." I was serious and Penny sensed it. "This needs to be your decision if you want to keep things simple, like things have been; Tati and I are both in agreement. You decide. Let us know how you feel. And like I said, I will go dress and we will go out for our celebration. If you choose to stay, you only need untie my robe, your choice."
Penny stood there for a moment contemplating, "I want you to be yourselves."
"Ok," I continued, "I know Tati has told you, and the two of you have talked about the fact that being ourselves means that at home and often other places I, well, we prefer that I am nude. I love the feeling and the freedom. Tatiana prefers, well, loves me that way. Our love and trust allows my and our nudity with those very close, our most cherished friends. This close and open trust frees us to share and enjoy intimate touch, kissing and physically communicating our friendship and love with those we are closest to. Because of your birthday you are old enough and we feel you are mature enough, if you choose, to be much closer to both Tati and I." I stopped speaking.
Penny looked into my eyes as she bit her lip, then at Tatiana, "I want to be part of who you are. I love you both so much. Tati has told me you are comfortable. And I want..."
She reached for the belt and untied it while looking into my eyes. I smiled. She beamed. The robe fell open. My cock was clearing loving the idea. It pointed straight out. Her eyes went down my body and for a moment she watched it point at her. She looked up smiling and biting her lip. I took her hands and held them against my chest. Her bright eyes locked on to mine.
She finished her sentence, "want you to be you."
Our eyes met.
"Then, take it off my shoulders Penny." I said almost in a whisper.
Her eyes went from mine to the robe. Her hands reached up but I caught them. I kissed both of them in turn then let go. She placed them on my shoulders. Her thumbs ran under the cloth. She slid it back. I let it drop to the floor. Penny started to move back but I again caught her hands. I brought them towards me. She wrapped around me as I hugged her close and held her where she stood. Her head on my shoulder, arms around my waist, we hugged. When we released the hug she was looking, understandably, down at my hard cock. With a finger I gently raised her chin and her gaze back to my eyes.
"Again Penny, a large part of how Tatiana and I live is not just the freedom to look at, enjoy and share physical beauty, but also share our feelings through intimate touch. Remember, I love her very much. She is my world. She has told you how much I love; we love the incredible power of shared touch. We love you very much. Our gift to you is not just our complete trust in you but giving you the freedom share visually and physically our friendship and love for you. I'm rambling. Do you understand what I am trying to say?" I looked deep into her eyes.
She nodded.
"Are you also ready for that?" I asked.
Again she nodded.
As I was talking I had led her finger tips slowly down my chest until her touch found my cock. The fingers of one hand I helped to wrap around it and held it there. Her other I led to my balls. Those fingers naturally cupped, softly holding, caressing, touching. Her eyes had followed her fingers down my torso and she watched herself now holding my stiff cock. I let go and she loosed her grip but held softly on. My hardness grew in her hand.
"My beautiful Penny," she looked up as I spoke, "Part of me being me, is loving and sharing, even giving myself to the woman, women I love and am intimately close to. I feel life should be full of beauty, passion, feelings, openness and sharing those feely with those we hold closest to our hearts."
Tati was there beside us. I had not noticed her stand. I glanced her way as she handed me one of the glasses of champagne. With her freed hand Tati wrapped her fingers around Penny's. Both now held my cock feeling the flexing, pushing the hardness to grow. She motioned with her eyes for Penny to take the other glass. Penny again bit her lip. One of the sexiest facial expressions a woman can make. She let my balls hang free and watched herself trace a finger around my cock's head then up my body until our eyes met. We shared a smile. She again bit her lip, looked at Tati, smiled and took the glass. Tati picked up the third glass. Their two hands softly squeezed my shaft.
"Finally, to us." Tati said as she began small strokes on my cock with Penny's hand.
Penny bit her lip, "Yea, to us, finally."
We drank.
"Enjoy him!" Tati said taking her glass setting hers and Penny's on the piano.
