[Author's note: First up, like the other stories in the My Renaissance series, this story a based very closely on a true story. I've led a great life these last few years and I'm merely sharing. Names and places haven't been changed. Thankfully our family doesn't read Literotica, given the sensitive nature of the incestuous encounter of sorts described herein.
As far as a court of law goes, until late 2013 rolls around (and the Statute of Limitations has run), this is a work of fiction. That's my story and I'm sticking to it (Nicole and Brian as well).
Yes, the first two-thirds reads kind of like "No Country for Old Men". Yes, we remarked the similarities in what happened in real life with that movie shortly after it came out about a year later and still laugh about it to this day (and count our blessings).
With all that in mind, read and enjoy.]
Chapter 12: A little excitement.
The weekend after Thanksgiving night foursome was a busy one for me. In addition to Black Friday shopping and some gift-wrapping for Christmas, I was busy with my two new female friends.
Jessie, the big, beautiful 230ish pound friend of my cousin Nicole came over Friday night and we went a couple of rounds of great sex. The next morning, we slept in and rolled around in the hay after breakfast. Jessie was a lot of fun and very eager to please me. She worked very hard to make me happy and left me sated.
Before she came over, I was had a second thought or two about having a chubby girl over for sex. She made me reconsider that. She made love to me with a ton of passion and enthusiasm. We even took a bunch of photos with her camera.
At one point fairly early in the night, we were out in the hot tub. Brian had just gotten home from Chicago. She told Brian we were nude when he came down in his suit to get into the hot tub with us. He shrugged his shoulders and shucked his suit.
Jessie's mouth just hung open looking at Brian's package. "God, you're both packing!" she blurted out. Brian got in and sat across from Jessie and I.
Brian was staring at her bare tits that were half-floating in the water pretty much the whole time we talked. Eventually, she moved over to a seat near Brian and let him get a close look and then put them in his face. She actually encouraged Brian to fondle them. He did and then she reciprocated by fondling his cock. He stood up and she let him to titty fuck her. I watched, of course.
She really liked his cock and soon it was a half-blowjob, half-titty fuck before he erupted all over her face and neck.
We were out there with Brian for a while after that and he got hard again when Jessie began making love to me. She let him fondle her tits while she rode me, but she wouldn't let him fuck her though. She told Brian to get her camera, which was on the table next to the hot tub, and take some photos while we made love. It was Brian's excuse to get nice and close to the action both in the tub and later, when we moved to the futon for the sexy finale.
Brian got some great photos of the moneyshot, including a stream of cum about six inches long from my cock into her mouth. It was a great photo.
She helped Brian with his stiffness by letting him give her another facial after she sucked him off again. It took about ten minutes, but it was pretty hot. I took some shots this time and everyone had a great time.
I asked her later when we were laying in bed after our bedtime romantic interlude why she turned Brian down for sex. She reminded me of what I had told her the previous night about not letting just any guy get inside her pussy.
"Attagirl," I told her.
Lisa, the part Puerto Rican girl who was Jessie's room-mate came over Saturday night. She told me Jessie was talking non-stop about me. Jess reported that I was a god in the sack, my house-mate was as handsome as any Marlboro Man and raved about our time together.
"And then she showed me the pictures! After that, I had to call you!" Lisa said.
She scratched a literal notch into my belt buckle with her knife after we had sex the first time so I would remember her. I didn't get much sleep that night as we pretty much had sex all evening, night and slept into the morning.
It was pretty exciting and she too was quite eager to please the older guy in me.
Lisa had some stretch marks on her tummy and bearclaw marks on her breasts from a pregnancy. I asked her about that and she said she lost the baby after a little over eight months. I gave her my condolences and she seemed to be handling it okay. "Yeah, I was pregnant and all I got for it were these lousy stretch marks," she quipped, mimicking the old t-shirt slogan.
She did say that the father was someone she thought she wanted to marry when they dated before she got pregnant. When he bailed about six months into the pregnancy, she realized how wrong she was and for that she was very grateful, she said. "At least I didn't marry him and then have him leave me for another woman just because my tummy was getting big and I wasn't as sexy as I was when I was in high school."
I told her I'd give her some extra skin cream for those bearclaws on her breasts and she just laughed. She laughed again as I followed through later that night, rubbing my semen into her skin on her breasts after pulling out and coming on them a couple of different times. I gave her little boobs a lot of attention, almost as much as her pussy and that lovely round ass. I was like a kid at a candy store.
She asked me if she could meet Brian and I asked her if she wanted me to give Brian her phone number. Brian was over at Rachel's place.
"If you don't mind. I'd like to date him," she said with a grin.
"You mean fuck him?"
"I'd let him get his way with me, sure."
I left her number and a photo on his desk. I knew Brian. He'd take her for a ride but treat her right.
Jessie had called three times last night and this morning, wanting to talk with me and wanting a rematch.
Lisa left after breakfast, leaving me with her panties and telling me she'd like to get back together with me as often as I wanted.
I called Jessie and chatted with her for about ten minutes, telling her I had to do some household chores tonight before going back to work tomorrow. In reality, I didn't want to be up late.
Jessie said she was so jealous of Lisa being over with me last night and that all she could think about was spending more time with me. I told her that I wasn't wanting her to get feelings like that for me and she said it was hard not to. I told her to chill on the phone calls and messages, too. I might have to take her out of the rotation if she's going to get all weird on me.
My cousin Nicole called me a half-hour after I got off the phone with Jessie and said she wanted to talk right away. She didn't sound like she was calling for a date, but rather she seemed nervous.
I invited her over to the house and told her to come on over when she was ready. Five minutes later, she was ringing the doorbell with some urgency wearing shades and carrying a duffel bag.
"What's up, Nicole? Oh my god, what happened?"
She looked over her shoulder as she came inside and took off her glasses slowly.
Her right eye was swollen and black and blue. Her left eye was blackened.
Ordinarily Nicole was a very attractive blonde, about 5' 7" tall and 115 pounds with great legs, nice C-cup breasts and an ass that's round like a sister's. Today, she looked someone used her face as a punching bag.
"Damn, what happened?"
"I got rid of Marcus Friday."
"Good! Is that who did that?"
"He's not happy. He did some of this Friday night. I stayed over at Michelle's place last night to avoid him and he showed up and caused a scene and beat me some more. Of course, he left before the cops got there. They're looking for him right now."
"Okay..."
"I have two favors to ask," Nicole said, looking out the window to the street outside.
"Jesus Nicole, you look like you're afraid he's going to show up here."
"Well, that's the first favor." She pulled out a stack of cash from the duffel bag.
"Holy Christ!" I said without even thinking. That stack was at least six inches high and held together with three rubber bands!
"There's a little better than forty thousand here." She handed me the cash. "I know you've got a big safe here. Can you keep that safe for me? My mom and dad don't have a safe and honestly, I worry that it would disappear even if they did."
"Holy shit, Nicole. That's a lot of fuckin' money!"
"I know. But check this out." She handed me a duffel bag. It was heavy.
