This chapter has taken longer, as I hope I have made improvements to my craft. BreaktheBar graciously took the time to read chapters 1-3 and give me a few comments. I had a nagging feeling something was off, and he gave me specifics I needed. I won't have everything fixed, but I'm making improvements. I may at some point go back to earlier chapters to improve them without retconning anything. Paying attention to quality means I may only produce one or two chapters per month. I may do better in a few months, but expect no more than three chapters during the August-September time frame. I'm not guaranteeing even that much. I 'm a new writer, and things are getting hot dayjob-wise.
If you haven't read any of BreaktheBar's work, you really should. Ditto for CorruptingPower, writerannabelle, and TheNovalist.
One major point of the critique (and one I was suspecting) was not enough time or detail on the story and personalities outside the erotic interactions. I am changing that starting here. I want to write a good story that doesn't fade to black when the characters get frisky. I was devolving to a series of slightly connected sex scenes.
However, the chapter four opener is a scene most of you have suspected is coming, and here we are.
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Chapter 4 - Accommodations
The first thing I noticed as a swam upward from sleep, eyes still closed, was a mild weight on my legs. A soft wetness slid along my already erect shaft. A low whisper issued from my right side, near my hips. I could feel breathing and pressure on the bed near my right shoulder. I inhaled and opened my eyes.
Jessica lay beside me. She gave me a kiss on the cheek and smiled at me. Between my right hip and Jessica's knees lay Sarah. She was whispering to the mass of strawberry blonde hair bouncing over my pelvis.
Leslie. My sweet little frequent house guest, Leslie. Smart young lady Leslie. Dependable, responsible Leslie. No longer like a daughter to me when she's doing
this
Leslie.
Her attentions were earnest, but sufficiently unskilled that this might be her first ever blowjob. Then again, she seemed to be improving rapidly. Probably due to Sarah's guidance. Time to inject something of me into this. Not like that.
"I see you listen about as well as any teenage would-be lawyer."
The strawberry mop flipped backward to reveal her face as she released my dick with a 'pop'. "I'm eighteen now. I was an early morning baby - like 1am or some shit, so no more age excuse. You know you like me," she paused to kiss the underside of my shaft, just below the head. She gave it a brief suckle on that sensitive patch. "and I like you, so who better than me can you take?" I cocked an eyebrow. "I mean, after the other five you've already chosen."
"Nice save." I smirked. Then, after a pause, I said "Leslie, I have terrible news." Her face fell. Connie gasped. Sarah's eyes narrowed, but the smile didn't quite leave her face. "I can no longer think of you as a second daughter." The resounding slap of Leslie's hand against my thigh very nearly covered the sound of Connie's eyes rolling.
"That was a bit cruel." Sarah hid a mild amusement behind a veil of mild concern.
I sat up, hooked my hands in Leslie's armpits, and drug her body up mine until her forehead rest in front of my lips. I planted a light kiss there, then hauled her into a sitting position on my lap. I hugged her close to me. Her head hung down a bit, looking at me out the side of her eye. "There is no way in hell I could turn you down. Just on your own personal merits, you are an incredible young woman. You're also Bel's friend, and she's going to need someone to help her make the transition to this new world we find ourselves in - doubly so with her mother's passing." I paused as a wave of grief washed over me. I truly held no ill will for my ex, nor did I pine for her. Mostly, I hurt for the pain Belinda is going through, and the terror she must have felt, finding her own mother's body. I leaned in and kissed her softly, but passionately on her cheek. Leslie turned to kiss me on the lips. I allowed it, but kept my lips tight. When she tried to slip me some tongue, I pulled back.
Leslie giggled "Some guys like that."
"Not this guy. I will give you a proper lover's kiss, but not with dick breath." Leslie collapsed against me laughing. A few others chuckled.
"You kissed me after eating me out!" said an incensed Jennifer.
"If you don't want to anymore, I won't." She looked uncertain. She seemed pretty pleased when I did it. I'll just give her time to figure out what she wants. She was a virgin at the beginning of this week. Now she's planning a life with me
and five other women
and striving to get pregnant with my child in another week's time. I turned back to Leslie. She kissed me on the chin, then trailed kisses down my body before taking me back in her mouth. I had softened a bit. She quickly fixed that, then began bobbing and sucking with renewed vigor.
While Leslie fellated me, Jessica squeezed my hand. I turned to her and she began kissing me with a soft fervor. Sarah's hand snaked over my thigh, keeping out of Leslie's way, and began massaging my balls. I sucked in a gasp of satisfaction. Then Connie joined in, leaning down to lay soft kisses on my chest before zeroing her attentions on the nipple nearest her. With four beautiful women devoting themselves to my pleasure, I didn't last long. I gasped out a warning to Leslie, who took no heed and plunged onward. I erupted. She gagged, but only for a moment. She composed herself and swallowed what she could.
"Tasty" Leslie said as she straightened and came to her feet on the floor. The other ladies nodded.
"Welcome to the sisterhood." said Sarah. Then she kissed Leslie on the cheek. They hugged. As they unclenched, Jennifer tapped Leslie, signaling her to turn and the two of them hugged as well. As Connie took her turn, Jessica got off the bed to hug her as well.
"Where's Melissa?" I asked.
"Take a sniff." said Sarah. I did, and immediately recognized the smell of bacon. Strong enough that I should have noticed it earlier.
"MMMMmm. Bacon is always a good start to a day."
"I better get down there." said Jessica.
"You don't have to make every meal Jess. You can take a break once in a while ya know."
She turned and smiled. "I like cooking. It makes me feel like I'm doing my part. Besides, Melissa isn't comfortable making pancakes."
"Just don't get too scandalized when I take a turn cooking."
Jessica made a face like she was going to object, but Sarah interrupted. "Don't knock it girl, the man knows what he is doing in the kitchen." Jessica slipped out the door without saying anything else. Her face suggested she still thought it wasn't right for me to do any cooking. Sarah stepped into the ensuite, closing the door behind her. Connie and Leslie walked out, deciding who was going first in the hallway bathroom.
Jennifer crawled up the bed on all fours until her face and torso hovered above mine. She kissed me gently, then reached her hand down to begin stroking my shaft. "Ready for another go?"
"I could be persuaded." I grinned. "Especially by the lovely and caring young hottie offering to have a baby with me."
"I'm not a hottie."
"You're here. Whoever you are comparing yourself to isn't." I said as I slid my hands along her flanks. "You are beautiful," I kissed her nose. "and strong" I kissed her forehead. "and caring" I kissed her cheek. "and I love your smile," I kissed her chin. "And your laugh makes the room brighter." I kissed her softly on the lips. When I pulled back, I could see a small glimmer of tears in her eyes. She lunged forward, kissing me passionately. She grasped my shoulders and began rocking her hips against me, sliding her wetness along my shaft. Then she raised herself up, aligned us, and shoved herself backwards. Her head snapped up and backwards as she groaned. Then she looked at me with a fire I had not yet seen in her eyes. She rode me with a passionate urgency, working to bring me to climax. She built herself up as well. Just as I was reaching my peak, she shuddered and her inner muscles spasmed about me. I came inside her and we both held each other close. She opened her eyes and we just stared at each other for a few minutes.
Jenn kissed me on the nose with a girlish smile, then dismounted me and the bed, taking my hand. She led me to the ensuite, which was empty. Sarah must have quietly slipped out while we were enthralled with each other. We showered together, mostly paying attention to hygiene, with a little playing around.
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Sarah caught me at the base of the stairwell. "I called Anna and Roger both, letting them know you and I would not be in our offices today." Anna was Dean of Science, my boss, and Roger was Dean of Professional Studies, Sarah's boss.
"Thanks." I gave her a quick peck on the lips and we walked hand in hand to the breakfast table. The others noticed, but only smiled, with no hint of jealousy. A heaping plate of bacon sat in the middle of the table, along with a plate of pancakes. Jess stood at the stove, making a few more.
"This last batch will be ready in a minute if you'd like yours fresh." Looking around, I saw that everyone else was digging in, plates loaded up with bacon, pancakes and favored toppings. Sarah was just pouring syrup onto hers, after buttering them. Jennifer had also gone with syrup, and presumably butter. Samantha's pancakes were of course, precut into little finger food / bite sized squares with crumbled bits of bacon interspersed among them. She'd only been given a light drizzle of syrup, but her hands and lower bits of her hair were already sticky.
"I'll have to try one Matt's way." Matt had his bacon strips folded in his pancake, like a taco.
"Yeah, his is very much on a sandwich kick. He'll eat nearly anything, just so long as it's encased in bread. And then there is my lovely little Nell, falling in with the bad influences of Constance and Melissa." Connie and Melissa laughed. Nelly looked briefly afraid until Jessica joined in. All three 'guilty parties' had smeared peanut butter on their pancakes before adding syrup.
