Johnny Pulaski Chapter 23

Posted: May 09, 2006 - 11:27:43 am

I have a lot of stuff left to tell you but first I need to insert a

small sidebar. I want to talk some about what makes a woman attractive

to me. Now I don't pretend to be an expert, heck I've only had sex with

a few women in my entire life, but every woman I've ever been with was

sexy as hell, and I don't think it's a coincidence that every one of

them was smart also. I know that my perception of beauty has undergone a

radical change. For instance, I don't think the almost physically

perfect Rachael Scofield will ever be as beautiful as frizzy haired,

freckle faced Elaine and Ellen Cavanaugh or tiny, flat chested Cindi

Frazier. And I think that's because Cindi and Elaine and Ellen are

beautiful on the inside, and I'm just a lucky guy for seeing it.

Okay, enough pontificating and back to my story. At the end of last

chapter I was at the drive-in movie with Cindi and the Cavanaugh twins,

remember?

We fooled around some more at the drive-in but mostly we just sat there

and shared kisses and good feelings for each other. When I turned my

head and kissed Elaine while Ellen was doing the same to Cindi we had a

taste of things to come. Yes, a surge of sexual arousal washed among the

four of us but mingled with it there was some serious love. When I drove

everyone home we were probably four of the most contented teenagers on

the planet.

After mass on Sunday I zipped over to see Nina Murphy as Elaine had

suggested I do. I called Nina first, of course, and she confirmed that I

was expected. Nina opened the door wearing shorts and a cute little

t-shirt. Her hair was pulled back in a bushy ponytail and her big blue

eyes sparkled; she looked half her age. She was bare footed but she was

wearing the ankle bracelet I had given her. Nina was more radiant that

day than I had ever seen her. She kissed me at the door as if I'd just

returned from the war or something, and then dragged me into the little

sitting room off the foyer.

"Johnny, in about five minutes I'm going to take you to bed. When we get

to that bed I am going to give myself to you completely. And for as long

as you still want me that is the way it's going to be, anytime,

anywhere, anyway you want me, understand?"

I gulped and nodded. "What brought this on?" I asked.

"You did, you've made me the happiest woman in Palmdale. I'm pregnant!

The thing that twenty doctors told me could never happen - happened,

thanks to you."

Oh Sweet Jesus, the thing that I had been so careful with every other

woman I'd ever been with happens to the first one with whom I failed to

take the initiative for using protection. I guess my face must have

given me away because Nina's big smile morphed into a look of concern.

"What's wrong, Johnny?"

"Nothing, I'm happy for you and you know I'll do the right thing. We can

get married as soon as I turn seventeen, I have some money saved, and I

can get a full time job with my grandfather."

Nina looked at me for a second and then pulled me toward her.

"That's so sweet; sometimes I forget how old you really are, Honey.

Listen to me. We aren't getting married and you don't need to quit

school and get a job. I could probably get in trouble if it became

public knowledge that you knocked me up, after all, I'm twenty-five

years older than you. We'll work things out as we go along, just know

that you've given me a chance at something I never thought would happen

and for that I'll love you forever."

I acknowledged what she said, a giant weight off my chest. And it made

me proud that I had done something to bring her such unabashed joy, even

if it was by accident. One thing was certain though, I was going to have

to redouble my efforts at practicing safe sex. I had irrefutable

evidence that my little Polish swimmers were of Olympic caliber. Of

course tucked away in that part of my brain that houses all the

Pulaskiness, was the thought that, regardless what Nina said, I would

have a responsibility to the child she bore. Nina and I would just have

to work that out as time passed.

Nina made good on her promise about taking me to bed. And she did it in

fewer than the five minutes she'd advertised. It was an amazing

afternoon as Nina pampered me as if I were really the sultan we kidded

about me being. Being pregnant had spiked up Nina's already healthy

libido. She was Ready for Freddy as soon as she stripped us both naked.

I was as limp as well done vermicelli when she finally let me out of the

bed. After we showered and dressed she cooked me dinner. We ate out by

the pool and talked for a while. I told her about my pact with the twins

and Cindi; she smiled when I told her that I had asked permission to

keep seeing her even before I knew she was pregnant.

I thought about Nina and her condition on my way home. I have to say

that once I thought about it, I sounded really stupid when I manfully

talked about going out to get a job. Jesus, Nina was about as rich as a

person could want to be; she probably spent more on laundry a week than

I could have made working full time. Nina said the twins figured out she

was pregnant right away after overhearing her tell her sister Donna that

she was trying an experimental fertility procedure. The twins were

ecstatic but Donna seemed to think she was loony for trying to get

pregnant so late in life. The twins were sworn to secrecy and Nina asked

me to keep it quiet until she was ready to announce her miracle to the

family.

I had no problem with keeping her secret. After all, tomorrow night I

was going to ask Mr. and Mrs. Cavanaugh for permission to date their

daughters. I don't think they'd be as quick to say yes if I threw in a,

"By the way, you can trust me, even though I've been boinking your

sister and, whoops, she's knocked up."

Cindi rode to school with me on Monday, and after school we went to my

house to study. I was a little nervous about talking to the Cavanaughs,

so Cindi was keeping me company and working on reducing my stress level.

We did study, too, for the first hour it was Math and English, for the

last hour it was Anatomy and Physiology. Cindi's cute little ass was the

Anatomy topic and how it reacted to my playing with it was the

Physiology. Know what we discovered as a result of our carefully crafted

experiment? Cindi loved having her ass played with, that's what. When I

was noshing on her little quim and stuck a slicked up finger in her ass

I thought she was going to hit the ceiling.

Cindi also proudly demonstrated that she'd enlarged the perforation in

her hymen so I could ease a finger into her. Can you say, hello g-spot?

Who knew my little honey would go ballistic with a finger in her tight

little pussy and one up her equally tight little ass? When I took her

home Cindi was so relaxed she was almost comatose. She kissed me at her

door, told me she loved me, and then pointed me towards the twins' house.

I was nervous when I sat down with the Cavanaughs, even though the twins

said it would be a piece of cake.

"Mr. and Mrs. Cavanaugh, I'd like your permission to date Elaine and

Ellen." I started.

"You are already doing that, Johnny," Mr. Cavanaugh said.

"I mean real dates sir, not tutoring."

"That's what Thomas meant also, Johnny. If you don't think the dates you

took the girls on were real, you are the only one within a mile of here

who didn't. And we approve of you three dating, the positive changes in

Elaine and Ellen since they've met you are extraordinary. I have been

dreading the day they started dating since they were twelve; knowing

they are going out with you is a relief for us. I just hope they don't

take advantage of you, they can be a handful when they want something."

I looked at Mr. Cavanaugh and he was nodding in agreement. "I couldn't

be happier about this, either," he said. "Those two are way beyond

anything I can comprehend but you seem to understand them perfectly."

Mrs. Cavanaugh called upstairs on the intercom and told the twins their

boyfriend was waiting for them. Elaine and Ellen came exploding down the

stairs and swarmed their parents. After a bunch of thank yous, they

grabbed me and hauled me out to the back yard. We sat in the swing under

the gazebo, me between them, them tucked under my arms. They weren't

surprised at all about what their parents said. They had it all figured

out days ago. We kissed and cuddled for a few minutes then I reluctantly

had to head home.

I had a ball game the next day so Cindi drove herself to school. I

waited for her in the parking lot and walked in with her, though,

dutifully carrying her books. If everyone were as sweet as Cindi Frazier

first thing in the morning this would be a much nicer world. Cindi sent

me to homeroom adjusting Louisville Slugger caliber wood when she told

me her little butt still tingled from me playing with it. Then she iced

the cake by saying she couldn't wait until I did it some more.

Cindi and the twins were front row center at our home baseball game that

afternoon. Too bad the game sucked so badly. We lost by one run, a run

scored on a close call at the plate on a throw I made from deep

right-center. The throw was right on the money and our catcher held onto

the ball but the umpire ruled the runner slid under the tag. For some

reason Elaine took serious Irish exception to the call and proceeded to

give the ump a huge ration of shit. I couldn't hear her from where I was

in right field, but Coach Neivers said it was the best harangue he'd

ever heard and she hadn't used one swear word. Coach said he almost fell

down when she yelled that the ump should, "Get his ophthalmologically

challenged cranium ablated from his gluteus maximus because the trumpery

he'd perpetrated was bovine defecation." Stan Hoffman pithily observed

that pillow talk with Elaine must be like taking the SATs.

The rest of the last week of April 2005 passed with agonizing slowness.

The girls' sleepover weekend started Friday night but I wasn't invited

to the opening night festivities because Nina was doing the tutoring

that night. Nina was giving them the finer points of how to make each

other and me happy. Of course, knowing what was going on over at Nina's

joint just about drove Kong crazy.

I worked for Papa until two Saturday afternoon. That day we were getting

the house I lived in ready for a new roof. It had taken almost six

months for a roofing company to get around to us. The roofers were

removing the old shingles Monday morning and installing the new sub

roof. Papa and I installed eyebolts on the roof's ridge so the roofers

could tie off their safety lines. We also removed the gutters and off

ridge vents so they could be used later. While we were at it Papa also

removed some damaged fascia and soffits. We would replace them after the

new roof was on.

While I was baking in the sun, the girls and Nina were at the Palmdale

Day Spa. The spa was a part of the local *Herz. Herz* is a national

chain of fitness and wellness centers for women. Nina's oldest sister,

Claudia, was part owner of the entire chain of centers, so getting in on

a Saturday was not a big deal for them. I showed up at Nina's at six

o'clock sharp that evening. I had been told to dress up for the evening

so I was looking pretty spiff when I hit the door. I was also loaded

down like a pack mule; I had three bouquets of roses, all different

colors, my backpack full of birth control supplies, and two bottles of

champagne. Papa snagged me the bubbly when I picked up the flowers at

Winn Dixie. I knew from experience that the flowers and champagne were a

good investment of my hard earned ducats.

All three girls met me at the door. The girls were all wearing dresses,

all different and all spectacular. They had their hair done up in

sophisticated styles and wore tastefully applied makeup. I could not get

over how good they looked or how poised they acted. Nor could I actually

believe my good fortune at being there with them. I gave each of them a

bouquet of flowers and a kiss before they led me into the dining room.

The dining table had four places set, two on each side, at one end of a

table that could seat twenty comfortably. Ellen got me seated and the

three of them went about serving supper. We had lasagna and garlic

bread, both obviously from the frozen food section of the super market.

That didn't bother me a whit, though, because all my attention was

focused on the girls. I could see that the meal was their subtle way of

showing that our relationship was not just about sex. To further make

the point, sex wasn't even mentioned during the meal; instead, Ellen,

never at a loss for words, started talking about current affairs and

politics. Since I only watched ESPN and read the sports section of the

paper, I wasn't able to contribute much to the conversation.

They'd be going on about some program or policy and all of the sudden

ask me for my opinion. I kept my face down in my plate as if I were in

prison and mumbled I didn't know anything about it. Finally, Ellen got

exasperated with me.

"Don't you read the paper Johnny?"

"Everyday," I said. "You are just asking questions out of the wrong

section. If you want to know how the Yankees did last night or what

*/Beetle Bailey/* is up too, I'm your man."

That drew a snort of laughter from Elaine and even a titter from Cindi,

but it earned me a withering glare from Ellen. "/Oh, really/," she

sniffed disdainfully, sounding for all the world exactly like her mother.

I gave Ellen my most contrite hangdog look and she burst out laughing.

"Gotcha!" she said.

But before I got up from the table I had promised to keep current on

what was going on besides in the sports pages. Elaine guilted me into it

by telling me it was my obligation as a citizen to stay informed. I

replied that I thought if they wanted me to have an opinion they'd give

me one. That cracked them all up.

"Touché," said Ellen not denying what I said even a little bit.

You probably already know this and don't need to hear it from someone my

age. But here it is anyway: hooking up with a smart woman is the most

intelligent thing any guy can do. Because when a smart woman loves you

she will treat you like you are King Shit and, at the same time, make

you better at everything without you even noticing. I don't know how it

works, but I know it is as much a natural law as gravity.

I'm a pretty smart guy sometimes myself, but my accomplishments in

school are more the result of hard work than native intelligence. Things

these three women soak up like sponges take a concerted effort for me to

absorb. But I'll tell you, that night I had one of my brightest ideas

ever: I decided that I wasn't going to fight whatever direction they

nudged me toward, because they cared for me enough to want what was best

for me, and they were smart enough to know how to get me there. The only

other two people who had that kind of sway over me were my father and

grandfather.

After cleaning off the table Elaine brought out this huge bottle of

champagne. She said what I brought wasn't cold yet so she swapped it for

a bottle of Nina's. I think Nina was not getting much in the exchange

being as how I'd only paid $7.99 a bottle for what I brought, but refer

to the paragraph above. I did the honors and uncorked the big bottle of

Chateau Moulin de something or other then filled the four flutes Ellen

had snagged for us. My women looked at me expectantly, waiting for me to

make a toast. Man did I have a good one too. I heard Papa use it once

down at the American Legion Hall when he was half way through a bottle

of vodka. It went like this:

*/If I had a dog, /*

*/And he could pee this stuff, /*

*/And if that dog could pee enough, /*

*/I'd throw that dog into my bed./*

*/And suck his dick till we both were dead./*

*/Salute'/*

It was on the tip of my tongue but I bit it back and instead I said:

"Here's to us, and us forever. And here's to the three of you; I'd be

the luckiest guy who ever lived even if all I were allowed to do was

stand in your auras."

Hey, I know the Toast Masters aren't going to knock down my door anytime

soon, but it was from the heart, and more importantly, my women thought

it sounded good to them. We clinked glasses and then took a sip, eyeing

each other over the rims. Finally, Elaine lowered her glass and sat it

on the table.

"Johnny, My Love, this is your last chance to leave here uncommitted. If

you stay you might as well buy us all rings."

Jesus, she didn't mince words, did she? I looked at each of them and

tried to think of one single reason for leaving. Nothing even flickered

up there in my brain housing, mainly because all I'd be doing tonight

was formalizing what my heart had already decided.

"I'll need your sizes," I said.

Elaine whooped and grabbed me in a hug tight enough to actually hurt.

Then Ellen and Cindi piled on me, too.

"You are never going to regret this, Johnny, never for a second," Ellen

vowed.

I nodded and looked at Cindi. She was smiling that sweet little shy

smile. I looked at the twins and winked.

"Someone here is improperly dressed," I said, looking at Cindi again.

She looked back at me, her smile fading. "Sit down right here, Cindi," I

gestured toward a dining room chair.

She complied, sitting primly, her knees together. She glanced

inquisitively at the twins but they just stared back blankly. I knelt

down and fished one of the remaining ankle bracelets out of my pocket

and fastened it around her small ankle. I looked up at her when I

finished closing the clasp. She sat her foot back on the floor and

looked at each of us, her eyes shiny with unshed tears.

"It's really true, isn't it? You want me to be a part of this because

you love me, not because you feel sorry for me." Cindi said.

Before I could reply, Ellen and Elaine pulled Cindi to her feet.

"Of course, we love you! And look at our big goofy boyfriend — he's

crazy in love with all of us. And yes, you are an equal part in this

relationship, that's the way it is. But you know what I just thought of?

He's got his mark on us but he isn't wearing ours, we'll have to get

together and do something about that soon," Ellen said.

Elaine grabbed the big jug of bubbly and told us to follow her. She led

us out to the pool, put the champagne and her glass on the table and

flipped the top off the hot tub. If fewer than three minutes we were all

in the tub buck ass naked! Cindi was on my right, Ellen on my left and

Elaine was in front of me, sitting between my legs and leaning back

against me. Who ever thought of this idea had their stuff together cause

it was a perfect way to break the ice. Then I had this thought.

"You know ladies, this reminds me of a special about this family of

lions that I saw on the Discovery Channel. This big male lion was lying

around surrounded by all these sleek lionesses. Every once in a while

one of the females would get up, chase down some gazelle or impala, and

drag it back for the male to eat. I'm thinking that's us."

The girls all sniggered. "I like that analogy, Johnny," Ellen said. "A

family grouping of lions is called a Pride. So I guess we are the

Pulaski Pride; you just remember how the male acted on the show and your

life will be as good as his."

I laughed and gave her a kiss. "You mean how he had to service them any

time they were in the mood? That seems like a lot of work, but I guess,

I can force myself just to qualify for the other benefits."

All the girls squealed at that and splashed me with water. I yelled, "I

give" when someone started tickling me. We spent about fifteen minutes

relaxing in the tub then Elaine shooed us out. Elaine seemed to be the

master of ceremonies so I let her lead on. There was a stack of huge

bath sheets in a chair next to the hot tub so we all grabbed one and

started drying off any damp skin we could reach, regardless whose it

was. In no time we were all wrapped in the big towels and headed up to a

second floor guest room. I detoured by the dining room and picked up my

backpack. The guest room was really a large suite with a king sized bed.

Ellen turned down the bed covers, Elaine started lighting about a

bazillion candles and Cindi turned on some soft classical music.

Soon enough the only light in the room was from the flickering candles.

I thought there would be an awkward moment or two while we sorted things

out, but my honeys had the evening planned out. Elaine coyly dropped her

towel, grabbed my hand and pulled me to the bed. I dropped my towel and

backpack and crawled in beside her. Ellen scooted in behind me and Cindi

walked around the bed and climbed in beside Elaine.

"We talked it over and decided that we want our first times to be this

way Johnny. All of us together, sharing everything. I leaned over and

kissed her and as soon as our lips met that familiar sensation of us

being out of control kicked in. I reluctantly let go of her lips and

started working on her neck. It was my plan to get her arousal cranked

up before we consummated our relationship. As happens far too often for

my comfort, Elaine seemed to have read my mind.

"We can play around later, Honey; right now I want to feel you in me,

I've been dreaming about this since the first time we tingled."

I rolled over on top of her, her arms once again reaching out for me.

Only this time there would be no stopping. Kong lurched in her slender

fingered hand as she grabbed him and lined him up. When I was poised at

her entrance we locked eyes and I surged forward. It was everything

either of us thought it would be and then some. Elaine was tight but wet

and receptive; I was fully seated in four firm strokes. I was trying to

hold myself up on my arms but Elaine pulled me down until I was pressed

against her; then she wrapped her arms and legs tightly around me.

"This is where you belong, Johnny, can you feel it? Aunt Nina said you

made her let go of what was inside her, that's what I'm going to do and

I want you to do the same. Okay?" she whispered in my ear.

I thought that my feelings might be too much for her to handle but I had

never gone wrong listening to her advice. I nodded and did as she asked.

Without the filter of my conscious mind I let the raw emotions I felt

for her loose and in return I received a flood of hers. The feeling of

the pure love and red hot lust this woman had for me made me light

headed, while what I was sending her made her cry out in joy and

passion. It was as if our very souls were making love while our bodies

were just along for the ride. It was intense. When I straightened my

arms again and started moving in her she picked up and matched my rhythm

as if we had been lovers for decades.

Neither of us lasted long, in only a minute or two we climaxed

simultaneously. Elaine cried out loudly and went as rigid as a tree

trunk then fell back on the bed in a faint. I wasn't in much better

shape but I managed to fall to the side before I faded out for a second

or two also. I woke up to Ellen gently soothing my brow. When I glanced

over at Elaine she was just beginning to stir as Cindi was ministering

to her. Elaine rolled toward me and took my hand. Her smile was so sweet

I almost passed out again. I immediately noticed that our connection had

changed as soon as our hands touched. I can't really quantify how it

changed, other than it seemed richer and wider. I could feel how happy

Elaine was without her having to broadcast the feeling.

"I feel it too, Honey. I feel how you love me and you aren't even

tingling me," Elaine said.

I rested for a few minutes as we talked about our experience. All the

talking had Ellen wound up as tight as a banjo string. Kong sprang to

attention as soon as Ellen and I kissed and before you know it he was

buried in her eager muff, happy as a clam even though he was sheathed in

a Trojan. Because I'd just made love to Elaine, and I was also wearing a

rubber, I lasted longer with Ellen, not a lot longer but long enough for

her to have a couple of orgasms. We both let ourselves go, just as

Elaine and I had done. When we exploded together Ellen flaked out for a

minute but I only became a little woozy.

Ellen's eyes popped open as I was holding her and she had her sister's

smile when she saw me. And, yes, Ellen and I connected differently also.

We took a little break then, all four of us scampering naked down to the

kitchen for something cold to drink. Elaine had to detour by the

bathroom to grab a hand towel, she giggled as she wiped up the mess we

made of her little red bush. After we secured sodas and bottled waters

we hurried back to the bedroom for what Ellen called the main event. I

was nervous about taking Cindi's virginity because of her stubborn

hymen. So I decided to work her up some before we did the deed. Ellen

and Elaine decided that they wanted to help so the three of us started

kissing, touching and licking our diminutive lover.

Cindi had the same gift as Ellen, Elaine and I, but it had been

undeveloped until Cindi and I started seeing each other. It had

developed further and faster once she met the twins. I guess it was only

natural that on this night it reached maturity and none of us were

really surprised when it did. We were surprised by how strongly she

projected her feelings, though. She was probably the most powerful

empath among the four of us. She was giving off such strong vibrations

that she had me hard as granite. She was also affecting the twins as

Elaine worked on her small breasts and Ellen kissed her.

I put on another Trojan and had the bright idea of letting Cindi be on

top so she could control how I entered her. Cindi shook her head at my

suggestion.

"I want you to make me a woman, Johnny, so get on me and get in me," she

said, her voice intense and brooking no argument.

So I positioned myself between her legs and lined up the prelubed condom

with her lightly downed slit. When she nodded her head I pushed into her

firmly. I ripped through her maidenhead on the first try. Amazingly, the

connection between the four of us at that moment allowed Ellen, Elaine

and I to absorb a share of the pain of her deflowering. We all felt a

good pinch as her hymen ruptured but that was about it. Cindi was so

tight I am at a loss to describe the sensation. It took more effort to

get fully into her than it did to break her cherry. I was truly amazed

that all of Kong fit into her tiny body. When I bottomed out, she

sighed, raised her knees and finally let all her feelings go.

The twins and I groaned in unison at the power of her feelings, they

were super sexual and strongly loving. Since the twins were not into

touching each other, Cindi used one of her hands to help out Ellen while

I did the same for Elaine. Cindi's shattering climax triggered ours as

well. The four of us shared a moment of vertigo then fell panting onto

the bed.

"Jesus, Mary and Joseph!" Ellen exclaimed.

"Amen," Elaine and I replied automatically.

We all three burst out laughing at how well Father O'Donovan had trained

us. Cindi smiled at us in amusement, then stretched like a cat.

"I'll second those Amens. That was more than I thought it would be in my

wildest fantasies. I'm a little sore down there, but sore in a good way,

if that makes sense."

We all nodded in agreement then I made the awkward trek to the bathroom

to dispose of our condoms. I grabbed a washcloth and wet it with warm

water for the trip back. Ellen relieved me of the washcloth and started

to gently clean Cindi. Cindi had bled some but it wasn't as much as I

feared it would be. Once Ellen was finished she tossed the cloth aside

and made a tentative swipe over Cindi's hooded clit with her tongue.

Cindi drew a hissing breath and grabbed a hand full of red hair. Ellen

looked up to see if Cindi wanted her to stop; she got her answer when

Cindi pulled her head back down.

Since Elaine was sprawled out next to Cindi I decided that she could do

with a nibble too. Ellen and I munched away for a few minutes; Ellen was

using the pace I was setting on her sister with Cindi. This evil little

thought popped into my head and I nudged Ellen. When she looked at me I

slipped a finger in Elaine and curled it over to press against her 'g'

spot. Ellen smiled and did the same thing to Cindi. Ellen's small finger

didn't cause Cindi any discomfort so Ellen held it there and looked at

me again. I gave her an eyebrow waggle, wet my finger in my mouth and

snicked the slickened digit into Elaine's butt. Elaine stiffened and

groaned then started gently rocking her hips. Ellen gave me a wide-eyed

look but aped my actions.

Cindi's response was about ten times stronger than Elaine's, as her hips

shot up in the air and she yelled, 'Oh, yes!" Ellen recoiled slightly

then grinned at me and nodded, in unison our heads bobbed back down on

our victims' clits. After both girls came, Ellen and Cindi exchanged

places and I eased a revived Kong into Elaine. Elaine and I made slow

sweet love our second time. Ellen came quickly, and then she and Cindi

cuddled and watched us. When I came for my fourth and certainly last

time of the evening, Elaine and I cuddled up with them.

"Wouldn't it be wonderful if the four of us could just curl up and sleep

together?" Elaine sighed.

I squeezed her against me and replied, "Unless you have to go somewhere

that's exactly what's going to happen. I have permission to stay over."

All three girls squealed and swarmed on top of me. Their happy reaction

made it worth the effort I expended pleading my case to Dad. Mom finally

closed the deal for me by telling Dad that they'd have the house to

themselves if I were somewhere else. I was still amazed when mom would

turn all sexy and lead Dad around by his dick. To his credit, Dad had

figured out the smart woman thing and listened to his wife.

Of course we didn't 'curl up and go to sleep' as Elaine said, instead we

sat up for an hour or so making plans and defining our relationship. I

know some people will think we were too young to be planning a future

together, especially a future for an unusual relationship like ours. But

anyone who says that doesn't know my Sweeties. I have only met a handful

of adults with the sense of responsibility that the twins and Cindi

possess, and most of them are related to me. All three are also

intelligent and motivated enough to succeed in anything they set their

minds to. I knew I still had some maturing to do, heck, I don't know if

I'll ever grow up, but I think I have been brought up to be responsible,

too.

By midnight, I was too pooped to keep my eyes open any longer. When I

told the girls I was really bushed they started tittering.

"Now you see why the male lion is always sleeping, huh, Honey?" Elaine said.

After getting their giggle at my expense they all joined me under the

covers. I ended up between Elaine and Cindi; Ellen was on the other side

of Cindi. I collected my goodnight kisses and 'I love yous' then fell

into one of the best nights sleep I could remember. I woke up the next

morning at seven, tangled up in a mass of smooth skin and long hair.

Sometime during the night Cindi and Ellen had switched places because

Elaine was sleeping with her head on my chest while Ellen's butt was

pressed back against my right hip. Cindi was pressed tightly against

Ellen, completely enfolded in the bigger girls arms. A man sure could

get use to sleeping this way, I thought as Elaine stirred in her sleep

and gave me a little kiss on my chest.

I hated to move but after about ten minutes my bladder was near the

exploding point. I slipped out of bed as gently as I could and did my

thing in the bathroom. Kong was his usual hardheaded self that morning

so I was using the 'lean over the toilet and point him down as best I

could' technique to pee. I heard the door open just as I had him

draining at max pressure. I looked up to see who had joined me. I knew I

must have looked stupid hunched over the toilet. Sure enough, Elaine was

standing there looking at me as if I had sprouted horns.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

Geez, she looked adorable all tousle-headed and sleepy eyed.

"Trying to pee with a hard on, if I don't do it this way I tend to spray

everything within ten feet," I answered.

"Well if that thing's hard keep it away from me, my little thingy is

sore this morning."

Of course as soon as she said that Kong lost all interest in going soft.

I managed to get him shook off as Elaine patiently waited her turn at

the john. I turned around to face her causing the Might Kong to swing

back and forth.

"Ah, come on baby, you were much nicer to us last night," I cajoled.

"Last night I was an inexperienced virgin and didn't know any better, '

she huffed.

I cracked up at her act and patted her butt as I passed her. "Pig," she

said sticking her tongue out at me.

I wandered into the bedroom; I was looking for my clothes when Cindi's

eyes popped open. She saw me standing there naked and gave me a smile.

She was a cutie in the morning also and that she woke up in a good mood

was a big plus. She wiggled out of Ellen's arms and flew into mine.

"I love you, Johnny Pulaski, you know that?"

Yeah, I knew it, but it sure felt good hearing her say it anyway. Cindi

let me go when Elaine came out of the bathroom so she could go herself.

Ellen was stirring by then; she was not a morning person, just like her

sister. She sat up in bed and worked at getting her hair off her face.

Elaine slipped into a t-shirt that was lying on a chair, mumbled

something about coffee, and walked out of the room. I just stood there

and took it all in.

"What?" Ellen said.

"I think you are adorable first thing in the morning, that's all," I said.

"Yeah, well save it Lion King, cause I'm not the person you love first

thing in the morning and sweet talk isn't going to get you anywhere."

Cindi and Ellen switched places in the bathroom then Ellen put on a

bathrobe and headed downstairs. I talked Cindi into taking a shower with

me while our grumpy girlfriends woke up. Cindi loved the coed shower

idea and purred in delight when I shampooed her hair for her. She was

sore 'down there' so she washed that part herself but she sure enjoyed

letting me wash her ass. She moaned in pleasure when I slipped a soapy

finger into her little pucker. She played gently with her clit as I

fingered her and came when I told her to imagine what Kong was going to

feel like back there. I held her upright through her climax then kissed

her gently.

"You must think I'm a freak because I like that so much," she said.

I didn't think that at all and told her so. 'Different strokes for

different folks' is what makes the world go around.

"That's good Johnny because even though I like everything we all do

together, I like having you inside me the best. I can't wait until I

heal up and can feel you filling me again."

We brushed our teeth and hair, threw on some clothes and wandered

downstairs. The twins were sitting in the breakfast nook with Nina,

drinking coffee and reading the paper. Nina gave me a smile and the

thumbs up sign. I blushed and busied myself getting a cup of coffee.

Ellen and Elaine were awake now and much more sociable. To my

mortification the three girls insisted on giving Nina a play-by-play

recap of our evening.

Nina drove the five of us to the eleven AM Mass. We all sat in the same

pew as my family. I thought it was great sitting there with all the

people who meant so much to me, only Katrina's absence kept it from

being perfect. My parents and grandparents gave me a few funny looks

when we first came in but they were genuinely happy to have us all with

them, too. As I sat there I thought that, right at that particular

moment in time, I was probably as happy as I was ever likely to be.

I was thinking allegorically, but tragedy soon made my feelings

literally correct.

/Edited by Bert/
Joe J
Chapter 24