Quaranteam Dave In Dallas Ch 09

Once again thanks to Corrupting Power for granting me permission to play in the QT universe. Thanks to the boys in the Writer's room for editing, moral support, and suggestions.

Thanks to you, reader, for continuing on this journey with me.

Ch 9 -- The Full Dave

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October 24, 2020

Dave and his prom dates slept in Saturday morning. As light crawled across their bodies from between the window curtains, the ray of warmth eventually caught Dave's attention, dragging him from Hypnos' arms and back to the waking world.

Becca and Reena were both curled tightly against him, one under each arm, their heads resting on his shoulders. All three were nude. Dave felt Becca's modest rises on one side and the lushness of Reena's full breasts on the other. In superficial ways, these girls had a lot of differences. Yet both had made a mature decision when faced with little time and an alarming change in the way of the world. Dave really needed to get over his anxieties and honor the commitment the young women had made. That they had reiterated last night.

The whole family had pulled together to make last night as special as possible. It was ... amazing. As a socially awkward nerd through high school and college, Dave never really expected to attend a dance. And even though he was the only guy present, and it was in ... their living room, the whole evening was, well, magical. The attestations of his two youngest partners certainly made the evening special.

And then there was the after. What the hell was that? Though, without the weird orgasm wave that happened to his lovers, the sex last night was a-mazing. Anal with Reena. And then Reena went down on Becca -- while Becca was riding him! Dave was beginning to think he should be writing some of this down. "Dear Playboy, you'll never believe what happened last night ..."

Becca stirred next to him. Not for long. Having been awake for a few minutes now, certain morning needs were making themselves known. Becca snuggling tighter against him signaled he was not going to easily extricate himself anytime soon. He had the choice of easy, and later, or now, but not easy. His bladder was making a decisive argument for

now

.

It took some careful wiggling, but Dave managed to slip out, though both girls were on the verge of waking from his disturbances. Becca was half awake already.

Dave found a pair of shorts in his bag, staged there by Jan and Liv, maintaining the appearance the three had checked into a hotel room. He pulled on the shorts and t-shirt and made his way to the bathroom quietly. He was just stepping inside when he heard a voice behind him.

"Hey, magic man."

Dave turned to see Olivia and Melanie standing in the hallway. Olivia smirking, Mel looking ... uncertain.

"There's a song about that. One of your mother's favorites, actually. A bit before our time really, but she loved to sing it while staring straight at your dad."

"Gross. And don't try to change the subject."

"Which is?"

"How did you manage to induce orgasms in a woman that wasn't even in the same room with you."

Dave stared at her blankly, then blinked. "Uh, once more with clarity?"

Mel blushed, fidgeting. "I, uh ... I was downstairs in the gym last night. After the dance was over. I was working off ... excess energy. All of a sudden, I'm losing my grip on the rowing handle, and my legs feel like water. Now, I like a good workout, but I've never cum from one."

Dave just stared for several heartbeats. "You felt that?!" He drew a breath. "Shit, it was weird enough watching both of them climax when I was only touching one." He stepped backwards, swinging the door shut. "I'm willing to finish this conversation, after I attend to business."

When he came back out, Mel and Livy were no longer in the hallway. He slipped back into the room to find Becca waiting, mostly awake, and Reena stirring. Dave gave each young lady soft kisses to ease their introduction to the day. Smiles and stretches greeted his efforts. Reena wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him in for a longer kiss. Then she relaxed her grip, opening the distance between them to gaze into his eyes.

"I love you, David."

Dave was shocked. Becca, similarly shocked, recovered faster. "Oh shit," she said. "You beat me to it."

Dave looked at his young blonde lover. "It's not a competition, Rebecca. You are dear to me, and I know you feel the same." He turned his attention back to the young lady currently pressing her sizable breasts against his stomach. He stared into her liquid brown eyes, shining with emotion and certainty.

"Kareena ... I've rushed into saying those words before. I -- "

"I'm not asking you to say those words back to me, David. I can see it in your eyes, and feel it in your arms around me. That's what I need. You give me what I need, and that's why I feel safe saying those words."

No words came to Dave that were equal to the moment, so he held her close, resting his cheek on top of her head as she nuzzled into his chest. Until her stomach growled -- and then his replied in kind.

The teens dressed, Dave watching and appreciating the show. Reena noticed first and threw a little extra something in her movements. Becca caught on quickly, wiggling her ass as she pulled a pair of green cotton shorts over her pale blue thong. Dressed, they left the room and headed downstairs to meet the rest of the family gathering around the dining room table, laying out breakfast. This being a Saturday, everyone was home. Reena and Becca split up, each working their way around the room, giving each woman a tight, meaningful hug that lasted more than just a quick grasp. There were a few quiet statements of "You're welcome, dear."

Jan, beaming brought a plate from the stove over to Dave. "Over medium, just like you like them." There was a slight nervousness in her smile.

"Thank you, Jan." Dave received the plate with a grateful smile and motioned her closer. He gave her a firm, lingering kiss. Jan blushed, then turned to get her own plate. Dave piled a big helping of hashbrowns on his plate beside the eggs before adding bacon. He dug in with gusto, listening to the light-hearted conversations passing amongst his partners. Smiles and happy tones wafted about the table. As the meal wound down, Dave spoke up.

"Esme, please take Roscoe out back and play with him for a while. He needs a bit of exercise."

"Are you calling my dog fat?" Liv asked mockingly.

"He's going to get antsy cooped up in the house all day and as social as he is, he ought to have company."

"It's fine, Aunt Livy," Esme said. "I like playing with Roscoe. He's fun."

"Thank you, Esme," Dave said. As she passed by his chair, he pulled her close and kissed her forehead. After Esme headed upstairs to find the large canine and his leash, Dave addressed the rest of the family. "Let's all gather in the living room, please."

"Ok," Lupe said cautiously, "can we get the kitchen and dining room cleaned up first or is it urgent?"

"Depends," Dave rejoined cheekily, "on if I get to participate in the cleanup."

Lupe narrowed her eyes and stared at him. Dave relented first.

"Okay, okay, no point in letting food harden on the dishes, it's not that urgent." Dave chuckled as he acquiesced.

Jan and Lupe, having made breakfast, were exempted from cleaning and joined Dave in the living room immediately. Shawna and Nessa waved the younger four off and took care of the morning cleanup.

Six women made their way to seats in the living room, along with Dave. They shared perfunctory conversations about their plans for the day. Aside from the Belsus Grand Prix, of course. That was due to start shortly after lunch.

"Ok, Dave, what's up?" Shawna asked as she and Nessa joined the others.

Suddenly, Dave looked uncomfortable again. "Well, first, I just want to convey my gratitude to each of you for last night. Ya'll did an amazing job. I enjoyed the evening, and I'm sure Becca and Reena did as well."

"Mmm," Shawna began with a wicked grin, "I'm sure the young ladies' enjoyment had more to do with events we were not a party to."

The others snickering elevated to a few guffaws when Reena and Becca blushed. Then Becca spoke up.

"No, seriously, last night was wonderful and I want to thank all of you for putting it on. You are each so special to me, and for you to do all of that ... I can't thank you enough."

Reena hugged her bestie and nodded.

"I haven't been here as long as the others, but for myself, it was a treat to be able to give you that special night." Vanessa said. The nods of the others added their agreement.

"Well, the thing is ... uh, wow, I swore I wasn't going to discuss details about each of you with each other, but this is kind of a unique circumstance. And well, I probably should be the one to describe it, since I was the only one ... external to the situation."

"I was there, you were

not

external."

Reena's rejoinder garnered another round of giggling. Dave blushed, then closed his eyes, shaking his head.

"Look, here's the thing, while we were ... intimate, uh, I mean, I would be ... giving attention to Becca, and as she ... climaxed, so did Reena -- and I wasn't touching Reena."

"Let your fingers do the walkin' did ya?" Nessa teased.

"Actually, no, I was enjoying just watching," Reena said quietly. That got the other's attention.

"And it kept happening all night. Every time I brought one to climax, both of them peaked."

"Yep, even when Dave was in my butt, Becca hit the high notes with me when I got there -- which I didn't even expect to happen."

"Well, they said whenever the guy cums, we would too, no matter where he was," Nessa offered.

"No, I mean -- sure yeah, that happened too -- but I wasn't expecting to actually enjoy it. I just wanted to give Dave something special. I didn't think it would feel so good."

"Neither did I," Becca added.

All of the ladies looked pensive for a bit. Shawna was the first to speak. "You're saying that the girls climaxed together, no matter who you were touching?" Dave just nodded.

"Lemme tell ya, it was one heck of a bonding experience," Reena added.

"I'll bet." Quiet reigned again.

"You gave him your ass?" Olivia grumped.

Reena nodded, hesitantly.

"Damn it, they beat us to it," Liv said, looking at Mel. "Guess that just leaves threesome as the only remaining first." When Becca looked at Reena side-eyed and Reena looked at the ceiling with a suppressed grin and a slight reddening of her cheeks, Liv's eyes flared. "Oh hell no, you little sluts did that too?"

"I'll gladly be Dave's little slut," Becca replied.

Reena inhaled, puffing out her chest. "The smell of your jealousy is delicious."

Liv threw a pillow. Vanessa and Shawna laughed.

"Now hold on, the two of them in the same room taking turns with him ain't the same as a threesome."

"Oh, we know." Reena replied. Even with her darker skin, the blush in her cheeks was notable.

Dave sat there with a wry grin on his face, not saying a word.

"Are we embarrassing you Dave?"

"Nope. I was there when it happened and this conversation still makes me feel like I fell into the Twilight Zone," Dave chuckled. "My brain keeps trying to make sense of everything that's happened, while my dick keeps saying 'Dude, shut up! Hot women are happily fucking us!'"

That earned several chuckles. Then, the women shared looks, a certain gleam in their eyes. Almost as one, the women rose from their seats and approached Dave. It could have engendered a sense of foreboding, but he knew these women too well to think they had any ill intent. They encircled Dave, taking turns slowly kissing him. Lips on his, more lips on his ears, yet more on his shirt covered chest. Hands stroked his body, avoiding his cock -- barely. Fingers played in his hair. Soft moans from Dave and each of the ladies of his house lightly covered over the heavy breathing.

A loud bark from Roscoe, just outside the door, threw a bucket of cold water on the proceedings. Chagrined, the women drifted back to their seats. Dave took a shuddering breath and adjusted himself.

"We need to keep the Esme rule in mind," Dave said levelly.

"No one mounted you, and you were in a recliner, not on the couch," Mel replied.

"The letter of the rule might not have been violated, but the spirit got shot so full of holes it'd whistle in a good wind. In four-part harmony, with reverb."

"I was as much a part of instigating that as anyone," Lupe interjected. "But yes, we need to be careful. There's so much sexual innuendo everywhere these days, we don't need to give her a live demo."

"With her own mother in a starring role."

Lupe blanched at Dave's reply.

"Getting back to the topic at hand -- it was strange enough that Reena and Becca were climaxing sympathetically. At least they could see what was happening, they were in the same room together. This morning ... Mel, why don't you take this part?"

"Yeah, uh, as I was telling Dave this morning that, um, last night, I was working out in the gym room. On the rower. Well, all of the sudden I ... had an orgasm. Mid-stroke. I had no idea what was going on, but I nearly fell off the rower. It was weird enough that I called it quits for the night and cleaned up the gym, heading to bed. On my way up the stairs, another one hit. I caught myself with my hands, so I didn't stumble too hard, but that was... really weird. Since the gym is almost directly below the room they were in, and the stairs run up right beside it, and given what happened in the room, they have to be linked."

Silence settled on the room again.

"Wow, so, some kind of shared orgasm, with a broadcast range?" Nessa asked.

"Looks like it. I have no idea how, but that's what appears to have happened."

"We didn't feel anything like that in the master bedroom. This is something we should report David." Shawna was in full on science mode. "They may already know about it, and can tell us why, or maybe they don't and the researchers need to find out what caused this. Either way, it has to be the serum doing it."

"Agreed. It didn't happen to us before, so let's work through possible variables before we call."

"Ok," Shawna said, staring into space and beginning to count off on her fingers, "One -- your first partner arrived roughly seven weeks ago. Two -- you've just reached eight partners. Three -- it was a special night, so maybe something about the hormones of being that happy?"

"All those sound reasonable. It was also the first threesome." Dave replied. "Anybody else?"

"You two are the scientists," Lupe commented.

"And both of us specialize in the physical sciences, not squishy stuff," Dave replied.

"Don't sell yourself short baby," Shawna rebounded, "you're quite good with our squishy stuff."

The women all laughed as Dave blushed again, his eyes wide and his mouth scrunched tight. With a grin. "Okay, so I'll call the Vax Center to tell them what happened. Assuming they don't haul me away in a padded van, we'll do the Mario Kart tournament this afternoon."

"And movies afterward!" Reena exclaimed.

"Sounds good to me," Shawna replied. "What are we watchin'?"

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The person at the Vax Center sounded like Dave's report was the first time they'd heard of this happening. They also sounded like they were no longer surprised by weird effects of the vaccine. So no padded van.

Dave made it to the semifinal rounds but got knocked out by Olivia. She shot him with a spread of green shells right before the finish line and crossed ahead of him to seal her spot in the finals.

In a playful whine he cried out "I thought you loved me!" His pouty lip drew laughter from the rest of the house, but only a tongue sticking out from his college age paramour.

"All's fair in love and Mario Kart!" Livy proudly proclaimed. Dave managed to notice the extra, conciliatory bounce she gave to her breasts as she laughed. Watching those big pec pillows jostling under her shirt did have an ameliorating effect. Doubly so since he had gotten intimately familiar with said fun bags. Dave took a moment to savor the mental image of Livy's lush, full breasts, free of her bra, jostling back and forth, her medium brown areolas and thick nipples hopping like the bouncing ball in a sing along video while he pounded into her rapidly as they neared a mutual climax. Well, double for her, as Dave generally worked to get the lady there for real at least once before he allowed himself to let loose. And that was for quickies. If they had more time he never let himself release before she'd gotten three. Granted, that was getting a bit more difficult when he was juggling the needs of eight women.

Dave shook himself back to reality. A couple of the ladies were smirking. Others were studiously looking away.

Reena offered a high-five to Olivia. "Daydream score!" Reena cried out as the college girl accepted the congratulations of the recent high school grad. Both busty ladies laughed.

A bit of shuffling ensued as everyone made space for Liv, Mel, Esme, and Shawna to take prime playing spots for the final game round. Spacing had gotten easier over the past few rounds as Lupe and Jan were eliminated and headed to the kitchen to start a movie night friendly meal. They hadn't told anyone what they were making, but no one had asked either. The smells were getting yummy though. Nessa decided to slip away to see if she could offer any help.

Esme once again played Liv and Mel against each other. For one lap. Then all three noticed Shawna was well ahead of all of them. Then an all-out slaughter ensued as the three jostled each other, trying to surge ahead and battle with Shawna. Each one prayed for a blue shell, but none manifested. Esme finally got a lightning bolt, but miniaturized Princess Peach sailed across the finish line with room to spare.

"How did you do that?" Reena cried incredulously. "I mean, you're this put together professional woman. How'd you get so good at Mario Kart?"

"Professional

scientist

," Shawna replied. "How's that not set off your nerd alert? I was playing Mario Kart when it was 16 bit," she ended with a smirk.

"Okay, hipster." Reena giggled back.

Dave stepped close to Shawna, singing "This is how we do it ..." Together they started dancing, though Shawna clearly knew how, and Dave ... not so much. He danced more like a caricature of a middle aged man breaking out old 90's moves in a dance club. The dance quickly morphed into a kiss that bounded between chaste and passionate.

"Aw, it's so cute watching nerds in love."

The two lovers laughed, breaking the kiss, and rested their foreheads together.

"The table is all set," Lupe announced. "Make your plates and find a spot for the movie." There was a slight waver in her voice on the last part. Lupe was still adjusting to folks eating in the living room. Something she never allowed in her house, though when she went over to a family member's house for a big gathering, they all did it. She was making baby steps.

They had plenty of evening and night left, and probably two movies before it was reasonable to send Esme to bed. First up was Inside Out, which Esme hadn't yet watched, and loved. Dave put away the disc after the movie ended.

Reena took the lull to speak up. "How about we watch something streaming next? Maybe, The Babysitter?"

"Are you nuts girl?" Shawna asked. "How 'bout we watch something that won't keep Esme from sleeping for a month?"

Lupe, unfamiliar with the movie, took on a worried look. "That bad?"

"Bad enough I'm not even going to describe it with her around. And She would never look at Becca the same again."

Reena snorted. "To be fair, Becca is in a sort of cult now, with a much different sacrificial totem!"

"Ha. Ha, ha. ha." Dave replied. Jan, seated beside Dave because it was her turn, chuckled while clutching his bicep and nestling her head on his shoulder.