When I woke up Saturday morning about seven, The three of us were snuggled together naked. We had forgotten to put our pajamas back on and had just pulled up the covers. All that skin was the inspiration to my morning demonstration. I slid out of bed and headed to the bathroom in Delta's room. When I was finished, I was standing next to the bed trying to decide where to crawl back in when the door opened and Carol stuck her head in.
"Come down for some coffee and breakfast, Dan wants to get an early start getting you a suit today," Carol said checking out my bare bottom. "You might want to put something on first though," she giggled while shutting the door.
All of our pajamas were in a pile by the bed so I put mine on and went down stairs. As soon as I walked into the kitchen I knew I was in trouble. Carol still had on her sheer nightgown. I couldn't help but stare. Carol may have been old enough to be my Mother but she was still good looking. Besides what naked lady doesn't excite an eighteen-year-old. I sat quickly, hiding my reaction to her display.
Carol placed a cup in front of me leaning over the table so her gown gapped open giving a clear unobstructed view of her breasts right down to her pubic hair. She had just put the cup down when the back door opened and Cecile came in wearing a long robe. She got herself a cup of coffee then came over to the table to join Carol and I. With flair, she threw off her robe and draped it over the chair she intended to sit on. Cecile's gown was a twin to Carol's. Totally transparent but instead of a cream color in was a pale pink. Actually it was so sheer, the pink could have been Cecile.
My mouth must have bounced off the table as Cecile put her hands on her hips and asked, "like what you see?"
I just closed my eyes and shook my head. These two ladies were too much. Cecile sat and sipped her coffee, wagging her very visible breasts at me while doing so. Carol would not be outdone and moved her chest around enough to make me near catatonic.
Dan walked into the kitchen, poured himself a cup of coffee then came over to sit at the table. As he put the cup down, he looked at Cecile and gave a groan. Feeling guilty for looking, he looked over at Carol, "you're still wearing that gown from last night? Isn't that a little revealing? Especially with Chuck?"
He was staring at Carol then his eyes shifted back to Cecile's breasts. "Jeez, you two. You're gonna make me embarrass myself," he said then looked at me. "You know Chuck, you're good for these two. They're showing off more with you around than they have for years. George and I are really enjoying the change. I don't know about you Chuck, but I'm checking out the ta-tas that are being displayed for our benefit."
Carol was looking at Cecile, "these gowns are pretty revealing Cele, they might be a little much."
"You don't hear either of these guys complaining do you?" Cecile said. "I just love to show off and I haven't done this in years. George sure likes it."
"You're right about the guys liking it. Dan was so excited last night we were almost making love on the couch in front of the kids," Carol said. "They left before we got to wild though."
"Chuck, I'm glad you and the girls left. Carol and I got a little out of hand shortly after you guys went upstairs," Dan was saying while still ogling the display of the ladies.
"Delta said we should give you guys some privacy so we went to bed," I said also still gawking at their exposure. "Well I think I'll go get a shower and get dressed. I'll try to wake up the girls first though."
I gave one last look at the four very erect nipples then slid out of my chair, turning while standing so I could hide my front from the three adults. I went upstairs, closed the door, dropped my pajamas then dove between the girls snuggling up to Trish from behind to try to find a nice warm moist place for my hard-on.
Trish didn't want to be disturbed but Delta whispered for me to turn over to her. She was on her side facing me. She lifted her leg and reached down to fit me into her hot drooling pussy.
"Oh yeah, I needed some of this, this morning," Delta crooned while she worked me deeper into her. "Put it in deep all the way. Do me," she commanded while kissing my face and lips.
She pulled me over on top of her where she started working her hips rapidly fucking me fast. It didn't take but a couple of minutes before we were exploding with each other. She was juicing and I was shooting loads into her. We collapsed, holding each other and kissing tenderly.
"Get up before we slop all over the bed," Delta said. "Let's take a shower."
We got up and went into the bathroom. While I adjusted the water, Delta sat on the throne then joined me under the spray. We hugged, kissed and gently caressed each other with soapy hands. The activity caused me to get hard again. Delta felt me poking her and she turned away from me and leaned over placing her hands against the wall spreading her legs. I took the obvious invitation and again slid into her welcoming pussy. This time I plunged in and out of her for at least five minutes while Delta almost continuously climaxed. This time when I started shooting, Delta pulled free of me and turned grasping and stroking me making me cover her tummy with sperm. After some sweet kisses, we washed again, got out of the shower and dried off.
In the room, I thought I should wake up Trish before we left so I lay on the bed and cuddled her, kissing her face, ears and cheeks. Trish woke up and turned to me for some more passionate kisses. She pulled the covers down exposing her breasts and erect nipples then pulled my head so I could suck her nipples. As soon as I started sucking she was groaning, pushing the covers down displaying her spread legs. The activity had me hard once again.
Trish pulled me on top of her and immediately had me inside her. She must have been having a good dream, as she was wet and slick. She didn't want slow and tender. Trish wanted hard and fast, having an orgasm from the first couple of thrusts then continuing till at least five minutes later, I painted her insides with multiple shots of my magic elixir. We kissed sweetly then she wanted to get up to get a shower. I jumped into the shower again but this time there was no hanky-panky, just a quick wash and get out. Amazingly I didn't even get hard again till Delta took me in her hand while I was trying to dress.
"I just love this thing. I love what's attached to it too. This thing sure makes us feel good." She gave it a kiss then let me dress, tucking my well used but hardening dick into my underwear.
When we got down stairs the two ladies were still showing off but this time it was to both Dan and George. They were sitting at the table, leering at the transparently covered ladies.
"No wonder Chuck was so worked up when he came to wake us up," Delta said exasperated. "You two were teasing him again. If you guys want us to be good little girls, you need to set a better example and quit teasing our guy. He sees you almost naked and he's gonna want to do something. He's only human."
"I'm lookin' and I want to do something," George said still gawking.
"Carol, can I help you shower and dress?" Dan said adjusting his pajama pants.
"Good idea Cele. Dan and I need to take Chuck to get a suit. How about helping me get ready." George said this standing and reaching for Cecile's hand.
The four adults vanished while Trish, Delta and I were chuckling. We dug out some bowls and had some cereal. We ate, drank coffee and read the morning paper while waiting for the Mom and Dad's to get ready. It took close to an hour for them to show back up in Delta's kitchen. All four had nice satisfied expressions and smiles on their faces.
Even after all the showers, there was the smell of sex in the air. Delta and Trish sensed it and were clutching and hugging while we were still at the table. Good thing George, Dan and I were leaving or we all would have been back in the bedrooms playing some more.
The guys took me to a Botany store where they had me fitted for a Botany 500 suite. They had a big sale so I was able to buy a good suite for a shockingly high price of one hundred dollars. I got two sport coats and a half dozen dress shirts that actually were long on me so the folded cuffs with cuff links would show under the coat sleeves. They had me get a pair of Florshiem wing tips and some black dress socks. While I was trying on other stuff, my suit and coats were altered. We left the store, stashed my new clothes then walked next door to a big music store.
"We want to get the girls a guitar. You know what to get. They have both taken some lessons but their guitars are just cheap twenty-five dollar practice guitars. We would like to get them each a nice acoustic, help us," George said.
The store was a Gibson dealer so I looked at all the different ones they had and settled on a couple of ST125's. I took one and played several tunes on it to show the guys how nice the sound was. These were not terribly expensive but had great sound. They bought the guitars and a couple of good hard cases. I told the salesman to throw a handful of picks into each case. He looked at me funny.
"Come on," I said, "I just brought you in the best sale you'll probably have all day. Surely you can throw in a couple of bucks worth of two cent picks."
He smiled nodding his head in agreement, then went to the big bucket of picks and got a handful for each case. He then took down two nice straps and tucked them into the cases.
"Thanks," I said, "the girls will appreciate the straps."
When we left the store, Dan said for me not to say anything to the girls about the guitars as their birthdays were both the next week, two days apart but they celebrated them together.
Sunday morning we all got up early and went to church then to a brunch at a local hotel restaurant. After we got back to the house, we packed up our stuff and headed to school. The holiday vacation had been fun, but it was time to get back to school.
Monday morning breakfast was fun, seeing everyone again. Sarah planted herself next to me to tell me all her family news. Adrian was now officially engaged to get married to Mandy after graduation. Their Mom and Dad were getting ready to celebrate their twenty-fifth wedding anniversary and Sarah was no longer committed to the guy from back home. It seemed he wanted to see other girls while Sarah was away. She said she now knew how I had felt when she couldn't wait. She leaned over to look in front of me at Trish and Delta, "I'm not going to steal your guy or even try to borrow him for some fun but please let him be my friend. Chuck is the first guy that has ever showed me the kinds of respect girls need to be shown. I want him to be my friend for life. I hope all of us can be friends."
Delta and Trish looked at each other, looked at me then leaned over and told Sarah, "Chuck has lots of friends. It's good you're his friend too. We don't have a lock on him. He's on his own. We love him to death and would love to keep him locked up from everyone but Chuck is free to do what he wants. We just hope he wants to be with us."
"He does, he does," Sarah said laughing, "he seems happier with you too than I've ever seen him. Keep him that way."
Classes, practice and the library study group were re-established but on Thursday, Trish, Delta and I went to Trish's house for the girls' birthday dinner. I had sneaked off and had a nice sweater for each of them along with a necklace with a locket. Inside the locket was inscribed a simple "Love, Chuck."
After dinner and the birthday song and the candle blowing ceremony that the two girls had done together since they were three years old, I jokingly started the "How old are you." They both jumped up and wrapped their arms around me and said twenty-one years old. Officially adult and officially we can get married, have babies and do anything we want without our parents consent. But we still need Mom and Dad to help us know what to do.
I had not thought of how much older they were than I was. Two and a half years, not a great deal of difference, but enough that in the near future, it could have an affect. I wouldn't be nineteen till the coming summer.
The girls were ecstatic with my gifts and were very happy with all the clothes and records their Mothers had wrapped for them. When they were through unwrapping everything, George and Dan went to get a huge box. They sat it on the floor and told the girls it was something they would have to share. Delta and Trish started tearing the paper off. They finally opened the big box to find it stuffed with wadded up newspaper. They finally got down to a guitar case. When they took it out, they both exclaimed that there was a second case. They took it out as well and with a case on each of their laps, they opened them.
The look on the girls' faces was special. They pulled the guitars from the cases then picked up a handful of picks to let them slide through their fingers back into the case. They chose just one pick, then each tried to strum a few chords. The guitars were way off. Trish held her guitar out to me and asked, "tune it for me?"
I tuned Trish's then Delta's and sat back to listen. They both strummed the chords they had been taught going up and down the scale. Delta offered me her guitar and said, "play something for us."
I shook my head no and said, "let's go to the music lounge and we will all play something."
We cleared the table quickly putting the dishes in the dishwasher then headed to the music lounge. I got out some music that we used to play at home then got out my twelve-string and tuned it using the piano. I had to retune the guitars, as I was off from the piano a fraction.
I told the girls to strum the rhythm and gave them the chord progression then started playing. First we played and sang "How much is that Doggy in the Window" which is almost a waltz. Everyone sang. Then we did an Everly Brothers tune, "Dreams." I was stumped for a second until Trish wanted to play and sing Johnny Cash's "Sixteen Tons." Delta wanted to do "Lipstick on my Collar." Then George surprised me asking if I knew the roller skate song. Trish rolled her eyes and Cecile laughed. Cecile started singing, "I've got a brand new pair of roller skates and you've got the key."
Trish said when she was trying to skate a few summers before, her Dad had sang the song continuously.
I tried to finger pick "Two Silhouettes on the Shade" but really couldn't do it so I traded Delta and had her keep rhythm while I used a pick to give the melody. Most of us knew that one and it sounded pretty good. I said it was getting late and I needed to be rested, as tomorrow was a game day at a far away place.
I put away my guitar and we all went back to campus. The girls insisted on taking their new guitars with them. I kissed them both in their lobby then went to my dorm to crash. This was going to be an overnight trip so I had to pack some extra clothes plus my books to study.
The next morning I rushed around getting assignments and turning in work before the buses left. When I started to get on a bus, I was directed to the other one. As soon as I climbed the stairs and looked back, I was surprised to see Delta and Trish waving for me to come to back to them. They said they wanted to come along so they bumped some younger girls so they could travel to the game. This was going to be over a ten-hour bus trip. We would stay overnight in a hotel tonight, loosen up and practice at their gym, then play Saturday afternoon, followed by driving most of the night to get back on Sunday.
We three studied for about three hours getting through with the assignments we had for Monday then we kicked back observing the sleepers, the card players, and the comic book and Playboy readers. This could really be boring.
Trish stood on the seat to get in the overhead. She brought down a guitar case and handed it to Delta. She then brought down a matching case that was obviously hers. She then brought down my twelve-string case along with a small box wrapped in gift paper. I opened it up to find a small mouth harp designed for tuning instruments. I told them to wait a minute while I went up front to ask if playing would be permissible. The coach was sitting sleepy eyed hunched over in the seat when I got there. When I asked him, he brightened up and said it would be welcome.
Trish said, "oh yeah, I forgot." Then climbed back up on the seat and brought down the fake book I had showed them. It had dozens of pieces of paper stuck out of it that Delta said were songs they wanted to play.
The first thing we had to do was the obligatory "Ninety-nine Bottles of Beer" song so everyone could get rowdy. Then we started going through the book trying to play many songs I had never played. We had to do them over and over till they finally started sounding decent. Many of the popular ones, had everyone singing, even the coach. We did a special request from him, "Yellow Rose of Texas" because his wife was from Texas and he had always thought of her as his rose. We played till our fingers hurt which was over four hours. We did stop during that time for a potty break and to eat but we had played for more than half the trip. There were a lot of awes when we put the guitars away, but it was time. I'm sure most were tired of the noise.
There was some kind of screw up at the hotel for the rooms. They had assigned four guys to a room. That meant that two guys had to sleep together in a double bed. The cheerleaders had the same deal so the eight of them were in two rooms. The guys grumbled, but there was no fixing the problem, as the hotel was full.
We went to the gym, loosened up and practiced for about an hour and a half then went back to the hotel for a buffet supper in one the meeting rooms. The food was only so-so and it ran out before all of us were full. The coaches complained but the meal had been catered from somewhere else not the hotel restaurant. Almost all of the players including all the cheerleaders were in the hotel restaurant buying another meal so we could fill up. They had a salad bar that we cleaned out for them while we were waiting for our orders.
The coaches and cheerleader assistant watched all of us like hawks. They watched Delta, Trish and I closely as they knew we had some kind of a relationship. The adults actually walked with us when I walked the girls to their door, which was two doors down from mine. The room in between was the cheerleader assistant. The other three guys in the room and I showered and went to bed. Typically, there were not enough towels so I went on a scrounging mission. I found the linen closet and grabbed six more towels as we had to shower in the morning too and would need the extras. I pulled out an extra six and knocked on my girls' door. When they cracked it, I stuffed the towels through the crack. The squealed their thanks and I went to my room.
The next morning after putting up with a snoring bedmate, breakfast was filling and pleasant. There were piles of food and fruit. There were huge warmer dishes of scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage, pancakes, biscuits, gravy, oatmeal and grits. There was enough food that we could have fed another group our size with what was there. I guess breakfast was easier for them to provide. We stuffed ourselves then waited till ten to bus over to the school. We dressed, taped then loosened up to get ready for the game. The coach had us shooting around then going to the line for ten fast free throws. The coach had us actually do about five side to side wind sprints saying we needed to be hot going out.
The JV had played at ten in the morning so it was now getting close to the one o'clock start time for the varsity game.
This was a conference game so we had practiced to the opposing team's strengths and weaknesses. We even had some film to watch that gave us a clue how they played. Our game plan was to burn up the floor from the first minute helping us get our focus on basketball.
The other team was not ready to play. They were like we had been during the last tournament game. By the end of the first quarter we were up twenty-two to nine. The only bad thing was our starters were fouling pretty often. At the end of the third quarter, every starter had four fouls and we were getting pretty tired but we were ahead seventy-nine to forty-three and the other team was just as tired. During the final quarter, all of us fouled out leaving the game to the subs that were also tired from subbing us the entire game. Amazingly though they hardly had any fouls. The point cushion was enough and we won ninety-one to sixty-nine. Coach was happy and said as much even with all the fouls. He said that other teams had said they had racked up excessive fouls when they played at this location. Coach said the fast game was a great way for us to play and it prevented us from fouling as often when we were trying to work the ball inside.
We showered and loaded up on the buses again. The coach was on our bus again along with all the assistant coaches and trainers but this time the cheerleader assistant was on the bus too with all the other cheerleaders. We were on the road about a half-hour when the coach asked us to liven up the trip with some music. We passed around the fake book and had most everyone choose something they wanted to hear. Four hours later, our fingers and wrists were sore. We stopped for supper then everyone settled down to snooze the rest of the way. Delta, Trish and I put the armrest up between two seats and laid them back. They snuggled up on each side of me and went to sleep. We were all tired. We pulled into school about six in the morning. All of us took our stuff to our rooms, then went to the cafeteria for breakfast.
After breakfast the three of us agreed to go get cleaned up then get ready to go to church with their folks at the early service. Our goal was to go to church, eat brunch, then take a nap at one of the girl's homes while our laundry was in the washing machines and dryers. We may or may not go to the library later.
We ended up watching Disney on TV then napping on the family room floor with a blanket thrown over us. We woke up about six and decided to skip the library and make something to eat. Delta's refrigerator was full of food. There was a complete roast beef dinner in there just waiting to be warmed up. We were sitting back, stuffed when the four parents came in to ask us if we wanted to go with them to the club for a late supper. We were full and happy so we declined.
Wednesday night we were at the country club for dinner with the girls' folks when Terry and the golf coach came over to see us. The coach was telling me how they had already started practicing. That didn't sound like fun in the cold but he said their first match was in February. I told them I would check with them when basketball season was over at the end of February which was also about the time baseball practice gets underway. My thoughts about the cold weather were going to have to have some adjustment.
The basketball team was doing well enough that we might get a bid for the top sixty-four teams to play in the March madness tournament. Coach said we had a good chance but to not be too disappointed if we were not selected because we were a smaller school.
We were surprised when we were selected. This was the first time the school had sent a team to the tournament. We were seeded pretty low, almost the bottom, but who cared. We were in the big tournament of the year. The first two games were going to be in Kansas City for our area which was not to far to travel. About a five to six hour bus ride. The coaches lobbied the school for the money so we could get to Kansas City the day before we were to play so we could practice there and acclimate to being on the road. Everyone was excited, the team, the coaches, all the teaching staff, and especially the alumni association. Plans were being made for a large group of alumni to come to KC to cheer for us.
We practiced like demons. Running our butts off as that was how we got in the big game. We were in great shape and would be able to push for sixty minutes. Especially with our subs spelling us throughout a game.
The trip up was neat, as it was now a must to have music for the road. The girls were getting really good playing as they had been taking lessons in addition to the stuff I was showing them. There was some dissention among the players as they all wanted to ride on the bus the girls and I traveled on. The varsity starters won out along with the coaches, trainers and cheerleader assistant. The cheerleaders busted up though with four on our bus and four on the other. Misty and Cherry always road on the bus that the assistant was not on as they usually were busy acting like camp followers with the players they were with. It worked out because the horn dog players and student trainers wanted to ride with the round heeled cheerleaders while the guys who were in a committed relationship road on our bus. I always wondered how they took care of the bus driver.
The first game was going to be exciting. We were playing in a professional sports arena that held over twenty thousand people. We practiced in the arena for a couple of hours then bused over to a high school to work on some plays. After being satisfied with out readiness the coaches had us do a shoot around, then our free throws. When we were finished, the coaches asked who wanted to do some half court three on three games. All of us wanted to play so he put our names in a hat and drew teams. We were using both ends of the courts and having a blast. It probably wasn't that good for us to be doing what we were doing but it was all jamming up the middle, charging the lane and faking your defender to get a shot off, real basketball.