My conversation with the girls about being an incubus didn't really go anywhere. Not that either of them argued or was upset or anything. It's just that they did not care a lot. Susan summed up her own thoughts easily enough.
"That's cool."
Of course, I had no idea what I thought about it, so I could hardly fault them for not knowing what to think about it.
Both Susan and Kit were interested in Fiona, however. As with Rebecca, they were particularly interested to know if Fiona was pretty and if they would be able to play with her. Both were excited to hear that she was and she would. Hearing that she was a succubus made them a bit more curious, though.
Susan asked, "What's that?"
I just said, "Best I can tell, that's a female version of an incubus."
Kit asked, "Does that mean she can do the resonance thing?"
I responded, "Sort of. I think she can create some connection. It seems like the resonance works better with her than with others. I could pick up more of what she was feeling than I can with other people. I think she will work like an amplifier of sorts. I'm curious to see what it is like when she is in the mix.
"She said that incubi typically have a stable or a collection of people who they feed off of. She really wants to be part of my collection. I think she will do whatever it takes to be a part of what we are doing here. Whatever that is."
Susan said, "As long as she does not take over. I don't want to feel like I am competing."
"I would not let that happen, but she was quite clear that she would defer to my primary. I'm not sure what that means, but apparently an incubus usually has one person who is the number one person in his collection," I said.
Kit piped up and volunteered, "That would be Susan."
I said, "I don't really think of either of you as primary or secondary."
Kit said, "If someone has to be in charge of your harem, I think it should be Susan."
I had not thought of the "collection" Fiona discussed as a harem, but I suppose it would be. Sort of.
Susan said, "I don't want to be in charge of anything, but I don't mind adding someone to the mix. As long as she is a good fit. Especially if she can ramp things up a little. I have obviously become an insatiable slut. I'm not sure about the feeding off of me part of it. I think I get a lot more than I give. If anything, I feed off of you. And I feed off of Kit, too. I feed off of both of you. Sometimes literally." She laughed.
I laughed as well. "I will contact her and invite her to come visit us. First, though, I want you to meet Rebecca. I was going to invite her for a visit later this week if she can do it. Everyone okay with that?"
Kit said, "I am. Is she nervous? She does not know us. Do you think she will be scared? I mean she will feel like an outsider probably."
It interested me that neither showed much concern about Rebecca taking over or anything, but were instead concerned that she not feel uncomfortable. Of course she was not a succubus. Not that any of us really knew what that meant. Still, it seemed like Rebecca was a go, so I called her to see if she was interested in coming for a visit. She was.
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Driving her back to my new house from the airport, Rebecca did, in fact, seem nervous. Given that she had no idea what to expect from all this, I could see why.
"I know you said I would like your girls and being with them and all, but I have to say I'm pretty scared. What if they don't like me? What if I don't like them? I've been thinking about it since you suggested I come and I do want to try it. In fact, I've been a little obsessed with it. I think about it a lot. But what if I can't do it? What if it's gross? Being with a woman, I mean. Not with you."
It was strange to me to see Rebecca, a very competent and confident woman, so anxious. I felt a little protective of her.
"There are no expectations here. Do not do anything you do not want to do. We are a pretty flexible group. Hell, we are trying to figure out what we are doing, too. Mostly, we are just doing what feels good."
Rebecca was quiet. She was obviously thinking, and I did not interrupt her. I had noticed that she was anxious, and thought it might have to do with meeting new people, but had not thought about the prospects of having sex with other women. A reasonable concern, I guess.
Of course I had suggested she might like it, which functioned as a worm. She had been thinking about just that for a couple weeks or more. Both wanting to experience it and unsure about it at the same time. Kind of how a worm works, right? So of course she was anxious.
It is not hard to push anxiety into excitement. They are closely related. She was a little aroused just because of the excitement of all of this, but it was easy enough to increase her arousal as well. So while we rode towards the house, I ramped up her excitement and her arousal until by the time we got there she was horny and excited. Always a nice combination.
When we arrived and went into the house, Susan and Kit were there to greet us. Those two seldom need to have their arousal tweaked. As best I can tell, they are horny pretty much all the time.
I was unsure if they would have clothes on when we arrived, but they did. Both had sundresses and sandals on.
"Rebecca, this is Susan and this is Kit. Ladies, this is Rebecca."
Susan smiled warmly and Kit lit up.
"So nice to meet you," Susan said.
Kit said, "You are really pretty."
Rebecca was still quite aroused. She had that telltale glazed look in her eyes as she looked from Susan to Kit and said, "Thank you. I'm pleased to meet you, too." She paused for a second and then said, "You are really pretty, too. I mean, both of you are."
I expected that we would sit down, have a drink or so, talk a little. Perhaps the girls had prepared appetizers or something.
Nothing like that. Susan said, "Do you want to see my tits?"
Of all the things she might have said, I never would have predicted that. I looked to Rebecca, unsure how she might react. Rebecca did seem a little shocked, but immediately looked at Susan's chest and after a pause, said, "Yes."
Susan reached behind her and unzipped her dress and let it fall to the floor. She had nothing on beneath it, of course. Her flat stomach and her full, shapely breasts contrasted nicely. Her nipples were hard and she just stood there, smiling.
Rebecca seemed entranced. Which is not really hard when looking at Susan in the nude. I know it entranced the fuck out of me pretty much every time I saw it. "They are beautiful tits," Rebecca said, a little breathlessly.
Kit unzipped her own dress and dropped it at her feet as well, and Rebecca looked over to her with great interest, too. "Yours are beautiful, too!" Kit's tits were smaller, but were a visual delight on her lithe body, high and firm with perpetually hard nipples.
Kit stepped forward and hugged Rebecca. Rebecca paused only for a moment, then returned the hug. Once she did, Kit kissed her on the mouth. Again, a pause, then Rebecca began to kiss back. It was only a short while before the kissing was looking pretty passionate.
It felt that way, too. Remember, the resonance was well established and what one of us felt, the others did, too. Kit and Rebecca were getting into it, and it felt great. Susan stepped forward them, and when Kit pulled back, Susan began to kiss Rebecca, and as she did, Kit reached around and began to unbutton Rebecca's blouse. She managed to get it off, then went to her knees and unzipped Rebecca's skirt and slid it down, leaving her in only her bra and panties.