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Two Dashes of Mid-Summer - 9
by Endrael (endrael@yahoo.com)
***
Now that Mike and Kim have figured out how to work
together, the trio decides it's time to take their
relationship together more seriously. Progress is also
made with Jen. (MFf, ped, inc, mast, oral, anal, bi,
exh, voy)
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Part 9: Love & Devotion
Chapter 1
After such an involved weekend, teasing Sara was more
talking than teasing, figuring out what she wanted to
say to Jen. I don't expect I was much help, since I was
leaning toward sleep even with the food and caffeine. I
have vague recollection of falling asleep while we were
talking, since all I remember is Sara saying something
and then my morning alarm going off. At least it didn't
take me long to wake up with how much I'd slept the last
twenty-four hours.
"We need to wake up together more often," I said when
Sara rolled over to face me.
She hummed and nuzzled against my neck, and I nudged her
onto her back, giving her a slow kiss. Her hand wandered
down to grip my cock, mirroring mine going between her
legs to spread them and play my fingers over her pussy.
"I hope you're planning to use this," she murmured,
tugging on me and rearranging herself against me,
rocking against my fingers. "That wasn't a proper
teasing at all last night, mister."
She purred when I slid a pair of fingers into her,
spreading her legs more, and I played in her wetness,
thumb doing its job on her clit. I bit at her lip and we
looked at each other, half-seen in the dawn light
trickling in through my window.
"No noise and no cumming," I said, and she nodded,
snaking her free arm around my neck to hold onto me. I
waited for her to get a solid grip, then started finger
fucking her, fast and deep, and it only took a minute
before she was wet enough to hear it. I added a third
finger and she drew in a hard breath, loosing her hold
on me to arch up and clutch at the sheets, alternately
gasping and biting at her lip to contain her cries. I
dropped down and sucked at her nipples, biting each
before trailing down her stomach to replace my thumb
with my mouth on her clit. She squeaked when I did,
breathing out a loud string of cursing and redoubling
her fight against her orgasm.
"Please," she gasped after a minute or two, a short,
sharp plea between strained breaths, and I released her
clit from my mouth and pulled my fingers out of her. She
whimpered and struggled against my grip on her thighs,
trying to close her legs, and I kissed along both sides
of her pussy until her trembling had stopped and she'd
collected herself. She lifted her head when I started
kissing up her stomach, giving me a hungry look, and I
hovered above her, matching her rocking her pussy toward
my cock to keep contact minimal.
"Wouldn't be a proper tease if you get to feel me cum in
your pussy, would it?"
She moaned and shook her head, but her eyes smiled. I
rolled us over and had her turn around so I could finger
her while she sucked on me. She took me down her throat
with happy ease, bobbing her head faster the faster I
fingered her, pausing only to breath. I raised my other
hand and set to work on her clit as my orgasm closed in,
and she clutched at my ass with one hand when I arched
into her mouth, holding my cock with her other. She
dropped down and took me completely into her throat when
I started to cum, her grip tightening against her
struggle to not cum herself, and I stopped my fingers
when my orgasm had subsided. She popped back up and
gasped in a breath, coughing and her whole body shaking
as her pussy twitched and clamored for release.
I lifted my head and sucked her clit for a few seconds,
making her gasp and bite at my thigh. I flicked her clit
when I fell back and she jumped, and I did it again when
she'd spread her legs back.
"May I cum?" she whispered, kissing my cock.
I had to think about that, spending a few seconds making
up my mind, then pulled her down so I could suck her
clit, only long enough she was riding the edge again.
She whimpered when I stopped and rolled her onto her
back, and she spun and settled onto my lap when I sat
up. She ground slowly against my cock, hard again,
giving me a hopeful, hungry look.
"Can you be silent?" She nodded eagerly, and I bit her
lip. "Can you look at me while you cum?" She nodded
again, biting at her lip. "You have thirty seconds to
get there once you have me in you."
Her breath caught and she reached down, aiming my cock
and sinking onto me, her pussy tightening immediately as
it clenched toward orgasm. She rode me with desperate
eagerness, squeezing harder as her time frame ran down,
prolonging her torture, her face screwing up and her
breathing growing faster until she finally let her
orgasm loose a few seconds before I would make her stop.
Her legs closed around me like a vice and her pussy
clamped down on my cock, her breath catching with each
spasm and her eyes barely open to hold my gaze, my fist
in her hair the only thing keeping her from dropping her
head to bite at my shoulder.
I smiled and ran my fingers through her hair as she came
down, and we kissed when she'd steadied her breathing.
"We definitely need to wake up together more often," she
said, smiling against my mouth and trying to fall
backward and bring me with her. "This is the best wake
up I've had in a while."
"Counts for both of us, love." I bit her lip. "I want to
spend all day doing you, too, but we need to get ready
for school."
She gave me an annoyed growl, squeezing my cock with her
pussy.
"Way to spoil the mood, mister. I expect recompense."
I pulled her arms from around my neck and shifted them
to hold her hands behind her back. She tilted her head
back to shake hair out of her face.
"Are there particulars for this payment?"
"I like you surprising me."
I grinned and let her fall onto her back, leaning over
her to bite her breasts and nipples.
"In that case, I want you to have the ben-wa balls in
every day at school this week, but absolutely no
cumming. I'll also let Kim know not to let you cum again
until our date."
"Oh, you are evil!" She laughed and pushed at me when I
sat up. "Get up so I can clean you and then we can get
ready."
Chapter 2
Even if Jen hadn't been home sick, the balls would have
been too distracting for Sara to talk with her, anyway.
Other than teasing Sara and getting a call from Herbert
for setting an intake appointment at the college, it was
an uneventful day, which was what I needed. It wasn't
until Wednesday that Jen was back at school and Sara had
a chance to talk with her, and we skipped our day's last
class to take an extended lunch together.
"Is it safe now to say I'm sorry?" Jen asked once we'd
gotten food and found a park table that was mostly
sheltered from the wind. Her voice was still scratchy
and she was carrying a half full three liter bottle of
orange juice that had been full that morning.
"I'm not sure I can say yes right now," Sara said after
a minute of consideration. "Not if you want things to
really be worked out, I mean. I've been thinking a lot
about what Mike told us and weighing it against
everything else, especially Kim's feelings about what's
happened. There's some things on our end, Kim and me,
that I was mostly ok overlooking, but I can't ignore how
she's feeling. I don't want to seem like I'm a bitch and
say we can't be friends, because I want to be, but I
need to put her first."
Jen gave Sara a bland look, dipping one of her chicken
strips in her honey mustard sauce over and over again.
"You don't need to beat the bush with me, Sar. Just say
whatever's in that brain of yours. I am wearing my big
girl panties today."
"You're sure about that?"
Jen nodded and said, "Hit me."
Sara gave me a questioning look and I nodded, and she
hesitated for only a second.
"Kim doesn't like you because you actively try to piss
her off because it amuses you, especially at the party.
Outing us like you did didn't help, either, and she
thinks you did it because you don't like seeing us happy
with each other because you're not happy. It caused a
lot of stress for us, and we barely talked for a week
after. That isn't normal for us."
Jen was silent, thinking and doing more staring at her
food than eating.
"I don't know how to fix this," she said at last,
sighing. "I thought I did, but I keep realizing I don't.
I don't know how to deal with Kim. I'm not sure I know
how to deal with you. I don't understand women. I'm not
trying to piss you off, either of you, or hurt you or
anything else." She went silent, and I stopped Sara from
breaking in, and Jen continued a few seconds later. "If
I'm anything, it's jealous. You and Kim are so happy
with each other, and I don't understand how I'm fucking
up so much."
"You rush too much." Sara proffered one of her hands and
Jen just looked at it, confused. "You need to slow down
and think things through before you do them, try to see
what would happen if you follow impulse."
Jen scowled and returned her attention to her food.
"Funny, Sar. Real funny. Thinking is one thing I do too
much of. That's not the problem. It's that it never
comes out right when I go to do things."
"That's not what I meant, Jen. Inform your decisions."
"Sit down, Jen," I said evenly, catching her before
she'd gotten halfway up. "Sara's not trying to make you
feel small. She's asking you to learn from experience.
You said you put on your big girl panties, so don't go
getting them in a bunch just because we don't have any
easy fixes. We'd love to have some, believe me."
She groused and thumped back down, looking at me.
"I need something, Mikey. I'm about at the end of my
sanity for this stress. It helped to talk with you the
other day, but I just want all of it done and behind so
I can move on. I don't want to feel like this anymore. I
don't know if I have the energy for it."
"This is your dark, remember? You know I'm here for you,
and Sara's willing to give you another chance or she
wouldn't be here now, but you keep falling into yourself
after you peek out to see who's still here."
She slapped a hand on the table and leaned on her other,
sighing.
"That's all I can do right now, Mikey. It's hard to do
anything more than peek out. I need some kind of
progress, or why bother?"
Sara reached out and covered Jen's hand with one of
hers, drawing her attention.
"This is progress, hon," she said, squeezing Jen's hand.
"Right here, right now."
"Fuck all, now you have that damn song stuck in my
head." She screwed her eyes shut and banged a fist
against her forehead. "Out, out, damn spot! Get out!"
"Just because you screwed up with some things doesn't
mean everything about you is wrong," Sara continued,
unperturbed. "I want to try things again, because I do
like you, but I need you to listen. Please."
"I think that's my kryptonite."
"What is? Please?"
"And also thank you!" Jen snirked and dug for another
batch of dipping sauce. "No. Listening. Or follow
through. Or something like that. I'm making this harder
than it needs to be with you, aren't I?"
"Do we need a reset button?"
"That would be pure genius. Where can we get one?"
Sara leaned over and rooted around in her pack, emerging
with a purple reset button that had been salvaged from a
Super Nintendo. She set it on the table between her and
Jen and waited for Jen to finish laughing.
"Oh my fucking god, you are amazing." She set a finger
against the button and pushed, and Sara smiled. "Why in
the name of Cthulhu do you even have that?"
"I want to decorate my pack when I get a better one. I
have the power button, too. Wasn't expecting to use
either of them before that."
"Fucking brilliant." She laughed again and picked up the
reset button to give it a kiss, then handed it back to
Sara. "Now what happens now that I've pushed reset?"
Sara stuffed the button back where she'd retrieved it
from and held out her hand to Jen.
"I'm Sara, the girlfriend Mike's been raving about. He
says we might like each other."
Jen laughed and shook Sara's hand, said, "I'm Jen,
Mike's best friend, and yes, he's raved about you like a
man obsessed. I hear you also have a sister. Please to
be telling me how I can get along with both of you
without fucking up."
""It's like this and like that and,"" Sara sang, and Jen
groaned and buried her face in her hands.
"Save me now from bad music?" Jen asked, giving me a
pleading look.
"You're stuck with it for now," I said, putting an arm
around Sara and leaning her into me for a hug. "She'll
grow on you. She'll also eat you, too, if you give her a
chance, or suck hard enough to leave bruises, like she
did once with my penis."
I gave Sara an accusing look and she adjusted her
imaginary halo.
"You didn't stop me," she said, leaning in to kiss me.
I laughed and bit her lip.
"And I haven't let you do it again, either."
"I think we can forgo the sex talk until we know each
other better, yes?" Jen said, eyeing Sara. "Tell me what
I must know, wench."
"Do you want me to start with me or Kim?"
Jen considered for a moment, finishing off her chicken
strips.
"Start with you, because you're here and you're the easy
one."
"I'm only easy if I love you."
Jen blinked and tilted her head, sucking her fingers
clean of dipping sauce.
"Fair point, that one. I can't promise you'll get into
my pants, though."
""I won't be shamed 'cause I believe that love is
free,"" Sara sang, half-serenading Jen. ""It fuels the
heart and sex is not my enemy.""
"Hey, a good song!"
"And one of the hottest singers ever. I think I want to
use it as my theme song." Sara nodded and stole some of
Jen's fries, gave her an even look. "Are you ready to
talk now, now that we're comfortable again?"
Jen nodded and leaned forward, resting her chin on one
hand.
"Talk to me, girly girl. Let's be friends again."
Chapter 3
Except for a few minor rough spots, Sara and Jen talking
went well once they actually started. The conversation
slowed down once it turned to reconciling with Kim,
since Jen had to keep pulling herself back from closing
in again. How long making up with Kim would take before
it bore results would likely be a while, given past
experience. Sara needed enough time to talk with her,
and Kim needed enough time to absorb things, so we
didn't expect sooner than a few weeks.
By Friday, the three of us - Sara, Kim, and me - were
all more than ready to go on our planned date, and we
skipped out early so we could get to it. They had packed
their trip bags the night before, so all that remained
after picking them up at lunch was fetching my trip bag
and the money my parents had left.
"Are you going to be ok with a blindfold on for a few
hours, love?" I asked, looking up at Sara, who was
draped over Kim sitting in my chair.
"Why so long?"
"So we can surprise you!" Kim said, turning Sara's face
to hers for a kiss. "We have stuff planned! You will
like it!"
"I know that, silly. But why so long?"
Kim just zipped her lips and looked innocent. I knelt in
front of my toy drawer, considering, then pulled out
some coils of rope and a handful of toys. I stuffed them
into the bottom of my bag and flipped the blindfold at
Kim.
"Put the blindfold on her once we're out of town, would
you?" I said to her, and Kim grinned. I shifted my
attention to Sara. "Once we're at our destination, you
can take it off. Use the bathroom before we go. We'll be
on the road for a few hours."
Packed and ready, we set out. Sara was in the back with
Kim so Kim could tease her during the trip and Sara
could get the attention she'd been craving the last few
weeks. Except for Sara's cries of frustrated lust while
Kim kept her on the edge, the trip itself was pretty but
dull, lots of winding road through the old growth forest
that covered the mountains fronting the coast.
There were no scenic lookout points once the ocean came
into view, and Kim and I had decided it wasn't quite the
surprise we wanted. Instead, I found a beach access
point and parked there.
"Are we there?" Sara asked when we stopped moving, Kim
stopping her from removing the blindfold.
"Almost there," I said, climbing out of the car, and Kim
followed suit. Sara was out a few seconds slower, and I
pulled her skirt the rest of the way up before pressing
into her and holding her against the car.
"I smell the ocean," she said, taking a long, slow
breath, her hands resting on my arms.
"Maaaaaaaaybe," Kim said, digging in my pocket for my
keys to get into the trunk. "We still need to do stuff
to you before you can take off the blindfold, though."
"What sort of stuff?"
"Surprise stuff!"
Kim grinned and jabbed keys into the trunk lock until
she found the right one, then dug around in my pack
until she had rope and a dildo. She handed them to me
before pulling our jackets out. I set the rope on the
roof and stepped to the side, trading the dildo back to
Kim when she handed me my jacket.
"Spread your legs, love," I said in Sara's ear.
She shifted her stance and Kim knelt in front of her,
waiting only a few seconds before placing the dildo
against Sara's pussy and pushing it into her. Sara
gasped and bit her lip, whimpering and clamping her
hands over mine as Kim fucked her. Kim grinned and
kissed Sara's clit before standing, dildo buried in her
sister, and I unwound the rope. Already doubled up, it
was a quick task to wrap it around her waist and run it
between her legs to keep the dildo in place. I made sure
her clit was snug between the two strands so she
couldn't ignore it, then tied it off a little tight and
pulled her skirt down.
"Now we're set," I said, directing Sara onto the trunk
and helping her into her jacket.
"I hope you realize how ridiculous it is for me to keep
the blindfold on if I already know where we are," she
said, setting her arms around my neck and tightening her
legs on me when I pulled them around my waist.
"Yep, completely ridiculous," I said, getting a grip on
her and stepping away from the car. It took me a few
seconds to get used to carrying her weight. "But doing
it this way makes you even more aware of the dildo and
rope, doesn't it?"
She growled in my ear and bit at my neck, and I felt the
smile on her lips when she did.
"Did you two really plan this much in detail?"
"Totally improvising!" Kim said, hopping along next to
me. "Remember, sis: no cumming yet."
"None at all?"
"Nope! Not until we say you can."
I didn't have the breath to stay in the conversation, so
I just focused on making it to the beach. The dune on
the other side of the access tunnel didn't help, and I
stopped at the top and let Sara down to catch my breath.
The sound of the waves was clear here, and the cries of
sandpipers and sea gulls carried on the wind.
"You can take that off now," I said, moving behind Sara
and setting my hands on her hips. Kim leaned against
her, one arm around her waist and watching avidly.
Sara laughed and tugged the blindfold, stuffing it into
my pocket when she turned, an arm going around each of
us and giving us an ecstatic kiss. She was beaming and
holding back tears, and Kim grinned through each of her
kisses.
"My favorite place in the world," she said, hugging us
tight and giving me an even look. "I will be going in
the water and dragging you with me, with or without this
rope and dildo you have me wearing."
"No swimming," I said, ducking in to bite at her lip.
"No, no swimming. Just wading. We'll have to trust Kim
with our shoes, though."
She narrowed her eyes at Kim and gave her an exaggerated
shrewd look, and Kim grinned and saluted.
"I will keep them safe!" she said, then grabbed our
hands and leaned toward the water, tugging us that way.
"We have two hours for a walk before dinner, and you are
totally not allowed to cum even though Mike says the
rope will be super distracting. I thought the dildo
might help distract you from it, and I so want to see if
it does."
Kim grinned and I laughed when Sara whimpered, and she
looked back and forth between us.
"Can we go slow? Please?"
Chapter 4
The high tide line was where we needed to stop so Sara
could hold off an orgasm. Kim bounced back and forth
while she waited, swinging her hand in Sara's. I had a
thought and pulled her aside so I could whisper in her
ear without Sara hearing.
"I want to push Sara's control with this walk," I said,
and she gave me a, "Wut?" sort of look. "We haven't
pushed her past her control limits lately, and I want to
do that right now, see how long it takes. We'll stop for
maybe the next two or three times she needs to, start
walking again when she's ready, but then give her less
and less time until we're not stopping. We're out in
public, so that will make it even more intense for her."
Kim grinned and bounced, clapping her hands and giving
me a kiss.
"Hee! I love it!" She leaned in next to my ear to
continue. "She'll want to cum so bad by the time we get
to the hotel I think all we'll have to do is tell her we
love her."
I laughed and returned her kiss, then slid an arm around
her waist and turned her back toward Sara.
"That's kind of the idea." Kim hopped forward to take
her place at Sara's side again, and I pulled her against
me to give her a kiss. "Ready to go, love?"
"As long as we go slow," she said, leaning her head on
my shoulder when we started walking. "This crotch rope
is insane after all the teasing you two've put me
through this past week. I'm barely able to get one foot
in front of the other right now because all I can focus
on is my clit and the dildo."
"That was the point," I said, and she laughed and bit at
my shoulder. "Like Kim was just telling me, we want you
so worked up by the time we get to the hotel that all
we'll need to do to make you cum is tell you we love
you."
She hummed and tugged Kim toward her, ducking in to kiss
her.
"I think you might just succeed with that, at this rate.
I've either been so close to the edge or holding back an
orgasm for so long now it's starting to hurt, but in a
delicious kind of way. I'm not going to be able to hide
how turned on I am if we're out here for long. I'm so
fucking wet right now I almost want to cry."
"When it starts running past your knees, let us know."
"I want to see that!" Kim said, letting go of Sara's
hands and prancing ahead to jump into an incoming wave.
The water only came up to her ankles, but she stomped
her feet and kicked at the water and laughed like a
little kid all the same. She squished back up to us,
pants wet to her knees. She kicked one leg up in our
direction, an arc of water coming off her shoe.
"See? We can totally match! I can be wet from the knees
down and you can be wet between your knees and your
pussy!"
Sara laughed and kicked sand at Kim, but she dodged
backward and spun around, arms out to her sides. She
bent down and fished out a half-buried sand dollar,
surprisingly intact, beaming and holding it up for us to
see.
"I love the beach! I can find so much awesome stuff. We
totally need to find two more so we can each have one,
and then we can match!"
"We'll keep an eye out," I said, shifting my arm around
Sara's waist so my hand was at the small of her back,
"but I'll be surprised if we find another whole one.
Besides-" I tugged on the rope, putting pressure on
Sara's pussy and clit, and she stumbled and gripped onto
me, drawing in a sharp breath. "-We have our own
treasure with Sara. She's more amazing than a sand
dollar."
"And also needing to stop so I don't cum," she said,
voice tight and her hand closing on my shirt. "I was not
prepared for you to do that."
Kim grinned and scooted forward to wrap her arms around
Sara, locking her in a kiss while she struggled to hold
her orgasm. Sara's free arm went straight around Kim and
dragged her close, holding her tight and returning the
kiss with abandon, and I tugged again on the rope. She
clutched at both of us as her knees buckled, and she
caught her breath hard, holding it and her whole body
going tense and shaking. Kim and I looked at each other
and she grinned and nodded, and I tugged repeatedly.
Sara whimpered and started to sag, biting at my shoulder
through my jacket to muffle her cries, all of her
jerking as she lost control and her orgasm crashed
through her. We tightened our grip on her when she
started falling, and we were supporting her entire
weight after a few seconds, holding her up for the next
minute until she was able to stand on her own again.
"That didn't take as long as I expected it to," I said
to Kim, Sara catching her breath against my neck.
"I so totally want to do that again," she said, leaning
forward and kissing Sara's neck. "It's so much fun
watching you cum, sis. Sorry we couldn't wait to get you
to the hotel."
"You say that as if I'm going to complain," Sara said,
lifting away from me to kiss Kim. "Now the problem is
going to be cumming more and being even more sensitive
with this rope and the dildo."
"What I'm hearing is keep you walking until you can't
take another step without cumming," I said with a laugh,
turning her to give her a kiss. "Or are you going to
complain about having that many orgasms?"
She laughed and bit at my lip, smiling.
"When have I ever complained about having a lot of
orgasms, love? If you really want to do me in, stand in
the water with me and make me cum. You'll have to carry
me back out, though."
I hummed and held her look, working my fingers under the
rope to draw it tighter against her pussy and put more
pressure on her clit.
"No passing out," I said, tugging hard on the rope and
pulling her up onto her toes. She swore and clutched at
me to keep from falling over, and Kim grinned, dropping
to sit on the sand and untying Sara's shoes.
"I don't know if I can manage that." She shifted her
weight to let Kim pull her shoes off. "I don't have any
consistent signals for when that will happen."
"I guess you'll just have to not cum, then. It's a win-
win either way, right? Amazing orgasm or amazing tease."
She growled at me and poked me in the chest.
"Sometimes I think it's too easy for you to please me,
but then I remember I like being easy for you two." She
smiled and kissed me. "Get your shoes off, love. Come be
the ocean with me for a bit."
Chapter 5
"Fuck, that's cold," I said when we stepped into an
incoming wave, gasping and feeling my feet go numb. "I
always forget about that."
"But it's the ocean," Sara said, pulling me farther into
the water, the waves cresting just above her knees and
dragging at her skirt. My jeans sucked up the water like
a desert, creeping midway up my thighs. She stopped a
few steps later and pulled my arms around her, nesting
against me with a happy sigh.
"I feel like the ocean sometimes," she said after a few
seconds, "vast and deep and tossing and beautiful and
complex like nothing else can be. It's where I feel I'm
at home."
"Except you're not frigid," I said, flexing my toes in
the sand to make sure they were still there.
She laughed and moved my hand to the loop of rope across
her belly, and I coiled my fingers around it when she
turned her head to me.
"I brought you with me to keep me warm, you know. You
and sis keep me from getting frigid, and I don't want to
be."
I tugged the rope and she drew in a breath, rocking her
hips back against me.
"It's easier to do that when we have a warm bed, you
know."
She bit at my lip before turning back to watching the
ocean, and I tightened my arm around her to hold her in
place, pulling the rope while she rocked. I watched her
over her shoulder when she started shaking, biting at
her lip and whimpering, and then her breath caught and
held as her orgasm crested toward culmination.
I let go of the rope and slid my hand down the front of
her skirt to close my fingers on the rope nested against
her clit, and then she collapsed in my arms, strength
going out of her legs, squeaking and her whole body
twitching with each wave of her orgasm. I had to fasten
my grip on the rope again and pull hard to bring her
back to herself, and she managed to plant her feet
before slipping into the water.
"I didn't think it would be that strong," she breathed,
swallowing hard and turning unsteadily in my arms,
clinging and shuffling along beside me. "I've wanted to
cum in the ocean for years."
"Worth it?"
She gave a happy hum, smiling at Kim, who waited for us
just above the tide line, beaming and with our shoes
slung around her neck.
"Can I say it? I totally wanna say it," Kim said when we
reached her, then took Sara's face in her hands. "We're
still going to torture you with a walk on the beach."
"Shit!" Sara said, and Kim grinned. I laughed and she
looked at me. "Can I have help walking, at least?"
"You can recover for a few minutes, but then we'll just
hold hands like any other couple."
"Oh, you suck." She looked down the beach, taking a deep
breath and steeling herself for the imminent torture.
"We're not going to make it very far at all."
And we didn't. Of the two dozen people we passed on our
walk, only one couple gave us any looks, and we agreed
they probably had figured out what was going on. They
went by without any interaction beyond polite smiles and
greetings, though, but it was enough Sara had to stop
shortly after and hang off me to avoid collapsing to the
sand because of the orgasm that ripped through her.
"If they didn't know we're doing anything before," I
said when she was able to stand on her own again, "they
do now if they bothered to turn around to look while you
were cumming."
"All these orgasms where people can see me are only
making me worse," she breathed, looking around for Kim,
who'd found something in the sand again and was digging
at it.
"We know, which is why we planned this." I turned her
for a kiss. "We want to see you happy."
"And also so horny I can't think straight?"
I laughed and started her walking, heading toward Kim,
and she leaned against me and held tight, trying to
minimize the stimulation between her legs. Kim looked up
when we stopped beside her and grinned, hopping to her
feet and rubbing sand off her hands.
"They totally watched you cum, sis," she said, looking
after the couple who'd passed us and then back to Sara,
who'd gone red. "I think they liked it, too. He totally
grabbed her ass when they started walking again. You're
so awesome hot you even get total strangers hot and
bothered!"
Her grin widened and she pulled Sara away from me to
hold her close and give her a long, deep kiss. She
worked her hand under Sara's jacket and shirt to give
the crotch rope a few tugs, and Sara trembled when she
stopped, breathing hard and gathering herself back from
the edge.
"If you two keep making me cum, I won't be able to make
it back to the car," she said, looking between Kim and
me.
"Yes you will, 'cause we know you can. And we need to
start heading back so we can get foooooooooooood. We
will totally need lots of energy for making you feel
good and happy and stuff tonight."
"I'll finally get to have both of you?"
"Yep! As much as you want!"
"Or until we pass out," I said, sandwiching Sara between
Kim and me and giving her a kiss when she turned toward
me. "Whichever comes first. No drinks this time,
though."
"I don't think we need drinks if it's just us. I'd hope
we're past having inhibitions with each other."
"Me not liking dangly bits is totally not an
inhibition," Kim said, sticking her tongue out at me,
and I laughed. "But I brought those super awesome
condoms just in case, 'cause I'm totally ok with getting
the sex on with you if Sara wants to watch."
Sara hummed and slipped out from between us, taking
Kim's hand and pulling my arm around her waist to get us
moving back to the car.
"You know I won't ask you to do that, hon," she said,
watching Kim bob along next to her. "How about we just
let happen what will happen."
"Ok!" Kim leaned over and kissed Sara. "But I have
ideas, and you will like them, because you like
watching, and you like being watched, and I will combine
these things into a super duper awesome fun session!"
Sara laughed and tugged Kim's hand to pull her closer,
kissed her and bit her lip.
"I love you. I hope you know that."
"It's two ways."
Kim nodded and released Sara's hand to slip her arm
around her waist, and we force walked Sara the rest of
the way, holding her up when she wasn't able to contain
her orgasms any longer. She was barely able to hold her
feet under her when we reached the car, and I had to be
her support while she leaned against the door and Kim
undid the rope. She turned and muffled herself against
my shoulder when the rope came away from her clit and
Kim started rubbing it, working the dildo with her other
hand. That orgasm did away with the remnants of Sara's
strength for standing, and she clung to me.
"I so want a camera," Kim said, holding her hands up to
frame Sara's pussy. "She's super red and swollen and wet
and I totally want a picture, and I think you'd really
like the rope marks."
"I knew we were forgetting something," Sara said, then
gasped and started trembling when Kim pulled the dildo
out of her, working her clit as she did. "Fucking
sensitive! Need rest."
Kim held the dildo up, slicked and shining with Sara's
juices, and started licking and mouthing it clean.
"Going to do the same with her?" I asked, and she shook
her head, an almost comical gesture with the dildo half
in her mouth.
"I want to leave her like that, so she can feel how wet
she is and be this horny the whooooole time."
"I'm going to need to get a pad on, then," Sara said,
running one hand through Kim's hair, "or I'm going to be
ruining all the bottoms I brought before we're done
tonight. I'm not that kind of exhibitionist that I want
to just go around naked."
"The towel also needs to be cleaned, so there's nothing
for her to sit on," I added, helping Sara sit and
dropping a hand between her legs, holding her gaze. She
was indeed swollen and so wet my fingers found no
friction at all, making it easy to tease her clit. "Do
you think you can get yourself cleaned enough with just
your fingers you won't make a puddle on the seat?"
"So not happening with how runny I am right now," she
said, her breath catching when I stopped my teasing to
leave her hanging on the edge. "And you know teasing is
only going to make it worse."
"Even if Kim uses her tongue?"
I smiled when her breath hitched. Kim recognized the cue
immediately and closed her mouth on Sara's clit, and I
shifted position so I could hold Sara's head between my
hands, one in a fist in her hair and the other covering
her mouth. She whimpered and gave me a pleading look,
shaking and squirming under Kim's attentions.
"Give your pussy that orgasm," Kim said, a tone I hadn't
her use before.
I glanced down at her as Sara's hands closed into fists
in Kim's hair, Kim's mouth covering her pussy, and she
exploded a second later, whole body spasming and her
eyes rolling back. Her cries faded behind my hand along
with her consciousness, and I cradled her as she slumped
back onto the seat. Kim's grin was obvious even with her
mouth still suctioned to Sara's pussy, and she pulled
back after a few seconds, licking her lips and bouncing.
"I think she'll be set for a little bit now," she said
between licks along Sara's thighs to clean up the rest
of her juices. "I'll be done when she wakes up in a
minute."
"Didn't you know the unspoken rule of not making our
girlfriend pass out from cumming until the last night of
our date?" I said, laughing and pulling the rope from
around Sara's waist.
"You'll totally get to do it next time."
She nodded and ignored me to finish her cleaning job,
and I put the rope and dildo away, climbing into the
back seat with Sara shortly after she started to come
around. She struggled weakly to push Kim away from her
clit, but I grabbed her hands, leaving Kim free to push
her back to the edge of orgasm. I stroked her hair when
Kim stopped and climbed in on top of Sara to kiss her.
"I think I ruined my dinner," she said, grinning. "I ate
my dessert first."
Chapter 6
The best place to get seafood is the coast, and there
was no question that's what we wanted. The problem was
where to go, and we checked into the hotel while we
figured that out, which gave us a chance to clean up and
change from our beach adventure. We eventually agreed on
Crabby Cakes, known statewide to have the best clam
chowder and whose sign featured an anthropomorphic cake
shaking a cane at a trio of fleeing crabs.
"We can split a bowl of clam chowder," Sara said once we
were seated, forestalling Kim wanting to get it for all
of us. "I want to try other stuff. And see-" She reached
across and flipped Kim's menu to the second-to-last
page. "-They even have some sushi."
Kim bounced and clapped, crying, "Sushi!" before bending
over the menu and studying it intently. She growled at
it and turned back to the first page.
"All boring sushi, you mean. I am super disappoint."
"Hush your complaining and enjoy. You know it's all
good."
"I knooooooow. It's so hard to decide! I want
everything!"
"You can have one thing, a drink, and split a bowl of
the clam chowder," I said, poking at her. "I only have
so much money, and you wouldn't be able to eat all of it
if you did order everything, anyway."
"Hush, Mr. Man. It is totally possible in my world."
She stuck her tongue out at me and went back to poring
over the menu.
"I've been wanting to ask you two something," Sara said
after we'd ordered. "It's been on my mind a while, but
I've been sitting on it, giving myself time to think
about it and figure out if it's something I really
want."
"Both of us at the same time in a big sexy times three
way?" Kim said, leaning forward and reaching for Sara.
She made grabby hands at her breasts and Sara laughed,
swatting her away.
"Besides that. I haven't said anything about it because
I didn't feel like things were right yet, but I think
they are now."
"What's on your mind, love?"
She scooted closer and leaned against me, laying her
head on my shoulder and reaching a hand across the table
to Kim. Kim took it and straightened one of her fingers
to nibble on it, getting a smile from Sara.
"Do you remember what I said the first time you tied me
up?" she said after a minute, looking up at me and
keeping her voice low enough only we could hear her.
"About owning me or being your slave or something like
that?"
"You said you were my slave and wanted me to teach you
what bliss is." I brushed her hair back behind her ear
and kissed her. "It's the sort of thing that's not easy
to forget."
"I remember you telling me about that," Kim said,
dropping to the table and resting her chin on one of her
arms. "I was jealous a lot because of it, but I got
better."
"I know, and I'm sorry I hurt you. I never wanted to. I
thought things would be ok because we'd talked about it
so much. I'm so happy you're here right now, both of
you, and not just because I want it. We're here
together, because we want it, so I think I can say what
I've been wanting and it will be ok." She pulled Kim's
hand toward her and kissed her fingers, looked back and
forth between us. "I want to be collared by both of you.
I want something that shows I belong to both of you,
that I'm willingly giving myself completely to you."
I blinked, not sure what to say. It wasn't that I didn't
know what she was asking for and more I hadn't been
expecting it would come up so soon. That it would have
wasn't something I doubted, but this seemed fast. Kim
seemed equally unsure what to say, having the same
thoughtful look Sara got.
"I wasn't expecting you'd be asking about it so soon," I
said at last.
"We've been together a year, and we've already been
through a lot. We've made it through all of it and we're
still together."
"It's not that. I just wasn't expecting it to come up."
"You already know I'll say yes, sis," Kim said, sitting
up straight and leaning forward, "but I need time with
Jor. She hasn't said anything, but I don't think she'd
agree. She's not like Mr. Man." She looked at me. "I
didn't think sis was right we could trust you knowing
about us, but I think I understand now why she did. It's
a lot different being with Jor."
"We'll help you with Georgia, hon," Sara said, drawing
Kim's attention back. "We've already told her we're
willing to talk with her about things."
"Everything except us, you mean."
"No, even if it means telling her about us. You know
I'll do anything for you, but I don't want to worry
about that right now. This is our weekend for us to be
together, to be here for each other. I know you have
Georgia, and Mike has Jen, and we all have Cindy, but
we're here for us right now. Just us, so we can love
each other. I don't want to ruin it with fighting."
"I'm not going to leave you even if we're so mad we're
hitting each other, sis. Mr. Man, too, but I don't think
he'd ever hit us."
"I'd sooner walk away than hit either of you in anger,"
I said, shaking my head. "Whatever mistakes we might
make, it's not worth getting that angry about."
"This is why I feel safe with you," Sara said,
straightening and giving Kim's hand a squeeze. "It's why
I feel safe with both of you, and it's why I want to
give myself to both of you and have you collar me. I
trust you not to hurt and abuse me, or each other. It
isn't in either of you to do that."
"You're going to keep pushing this until you get a
straight yes, aren't you?"
She turned to me, leaning against the seat and raising a
hand to flatten it against my chest. I covered it with
one of mine.
"I love you, Mike. I feel whole with you like I feel
whole with sis. I know you feel the same. This isn't a
matter of the head. I want to know what your heart says,
even if I'm pretty sure I already know the answer. Can
you tell me yes with your heart? You're safe with me,
and you know it."
I pulled her into me and held her, giving her a slow
kiss, and she smiled when I pulled away. We looked at
each other while I spent a few seconds forming my
thoughts.
"I can say yes, and I would like to collar you, but it
isn't something we can do this weekend. We don't have
anything prepared, and it's usually something people
spend a while discussing."
"We'll learn as we go."
"Can we get Cindy for witness?" Kim said, and we turned
to her. "We'll need someone for that, right?"
"I was thinking her and Aaron. Are you ok with having
them?"
"Yep! Aaron's cool. Kind of... I don't know. He's like
some crazy smart detective from the movies or something
who knows everything that's going on."
"I fully expect we'll get some blunt honesty from them
both when we tell them," I said, and chuckled.
"I want that, too," Sara said, settling against me
again. "Sometimes we need it."
Chapter 7
Our discussion tapered off when our food arrived, and we
spent the next while eating and sharing what we'd each
ordered. There was the clam chowder, of course, which
disappeared first. Kim had ordered a halibut fillet and
a side of calamari, Sara fish and chips, and me shrimp
scampi and a salad side. All that remained when we were
finished was Sara's chips, but there weren't enough left
to bother taking them with us.
A slice of chocolate cheesecake and a good tip later we
were back at the hotel, Kim grabbing Sara the instant
the door thudded shut and driving her backward onto the
bed, falling on top of her and holding her down. I
watched, amused, for a few seconds and then pulled the
condoms out of Kim's pack and tossed them onto the bed.
I had to unlock Sara's legs from around Kim's waist to
be able to haul Kim to her feet, and I reached under her
to undo her pants. She kicked her shoes off and rocked
her hips to help me, not breaking her kiss with Sara
until I'd pulled her socks off.
"I am totally not supposed to be the first one naked!"
she protested, flopping onto the bed away from me and
dragging Sara's shirt up and off. "Sis is getting the
first fuck of the night!"
Sara purred and arched up, reaching under herself to
undo her bra and lifting her arms when Kim pulled that
off, too. I had her shoes, socks, and panties off a few
seconds later, leaving her skirt on.
"Get on the bed, love," I said, lifting her legs and
turning her while Kim grabbed her under her arms and
pulled her up toward the pillows.
I stripped quickly while Kim lost her shirt and bra,
then flopped down next to Sara, her hand going
immediately between her legs and pressing her into
another kiss. I tossed one of the hotel towels at them
and hauled the blankets and cover sheet down, forcing
them to move. Kim stuck her tongue out at me while Sara
set the towel under her ass, and I climbed onto the bed
and spread Sara's legs, giving Kim more access.
"No cumming until Mr. Man cums in your pussy," Kim said,
rubbing her fingers in a blur on Sara's clit, and Sara
gave a strained hum of acknowledgment.
"Do you think she'll be able to handle that kind of
teasing?" I said, sitting between Sara's legs and making
myself comfortable. Kim just grinned, looking at me for
a second when I slid a pair of fingers into Sara.
"I brought some toys, too," she said, turning back to
Sara and caressing the fingers of her free hand over her
cheeks, brushing away stray hairs and smiling. "If she
cums too early, I put clamps on her clit. Right, sis?"
"Uh huh," Sara breathed, then gasped when I hooked my
fingers against her g-spot and started finger fucking
her.
She arched hard and clawed at the sheets, and Kim pulled
her fingers away, leaving me free to take over while she
latched onto Sara's breasts and nipples. Sara swore
loudly when I sucked her clit into my mouth, her hands
flailing aimlessly, trying to decide which of us they
wanted more desperately to latch onto, and they returned
to the sheets after a few seconds. I alternated between
hard, rough sucking and tonguing and barely there
touches, twisting and hooking and sliding my fingers in
her while her pussy shuddered and twitched, straining
toward orgasm she wasn't allowed to have yet. Kim's
attentions gradually wandered upward to muffle Sara with
a kiss, and she guided one of her hands between her
legs, where Sara eagerly started her fingers working.
I bit down on Sara's clit when Kim started to cum,
matching my bites to Kim's orgasm, and pulled back when
Kim had come down. Sara panted and gave me a desperate,
pleading look, her eyes shifting rapidly back and forth
between my face and my cock hovering above her pussy.
Kim cuddled up against her and trailed a hand between
her breasts and down her stomach to start fingering her
clit again, and I teased the head of my cock at her
entrance.
"Please fuck me?" Sara begged, trying to rock her hips
in a way that I'd slide into her. "I need you so fucking
bad. Please. I want to be your toy. Please fuck me and
cum in me. I need you in me, need to feel you cum."
"What do you think, Kim?" I said, grabbing Sara's thighs
to hold her still, the head of my cock resting just
inside her. "Is she ready to be fucked yet?"
She kept her attention on Sara when she answered, free
hand caressing her face again.
"Not yet. She's still using full sentences. She can
totally be teased a lot more."
"Ass it is, then."
Sara drew in a sharp breath at that and Kim grinned,
replacing my cock with her fingers when I pulled away,
fingering her while I put a condom on to avoid needing
to clean between fucks. Sara squeezed her eyes shut and
tried to level out her breathing, preparing for what she
knew was coming, and I took my time working myself into
her ass, going only a little deeper with each stroke.
Kim didn't stop her fingers until I was completely in
her, and then only to pull them out and return them to
her clit when I started slowly fucking her.
"Mr. Man needs to cum in your pussy, sis," Kim said when
Sara started streaming out 'please's. "That's when you
get to cum. I know you can do that. Stop asking or I'll
use a clamp and you won't get to cum at all."
Sara swore and whimpered, but nodded acceptance, her
eyes squeezed shut and jaw clenched, and even fucking
her ass I could feel the desperate clenching and
spasming of her pussy as she fought her orgasm. I sped
up in steps, giving her a dozen strokes before
increasing my pace, and Kim leaned in close to Sara,
speaking love and compliments and encouragement to her.
She matched the speed of her fingers to the speed of my
fucking, slowing as I sped up, until she stopped
completely to grab a pillow and stuff it into Sara's
mouth, nodding at me.
I pulled out of Sara's ass, which elicited a loud,
plaintive cry that could only mean, "No, don't stop!"
and pulled the condom off, then shoved hard into Sara's
pussy, which got an equally loud cry with exactly the
same meaning. Kim returned her fingers to Sara's clit
and I started fucking her as fast as I could, orgasm
building fast.
I locked my grip on Sara's hips and lifted her up,
slamming and holding in her when my orgasm finally hit,
and my first spasm hadn't even finished when Sara's own
exploded, her whole body jerking as it ripped through
her and clamping my cock so hard my own orgasm went no
further than that first spasm. The pillow muffled most
of Sara's tapering screams, and I put as much of my
weight as I could on my hips to keep her pussy from
shoving me out.
Sara continued to pulse on me even as she went limp, and
I shifted position so I was resting on my hands. Kim was
grinning like a fool and jittering with glee, and she
sat up to give me a deep kiss.
"I'm not giving her any time to gather her wits when she
comes to," I said, rocking my hips and sliding mostly
out of Sara before pushing back in. "She damn near
crushed my cock and stopped my orgasm completely. I need
you to kiss her and keep working her clit like you have
been while I fuck her senseless again."
"Aye aye, captain!"
She grinned and saluted, settling against Sara again and
I started fucking. Sara twitched and drew in a sudden
breath a few seconds later, her head lolling toward Kim,
who went to work. Sara moaned weakly against the
stimulation, but it didn't take her long to start
matching my rhythm and roll into another orgasm, moving
her arms to hold to Kim and claw at her back.
I managed to stave off my own orgasm for about ten
minutes, the blunt stoppage of my first having done
wonders for my endurance. Sara tumbled into her ninth or
tenth orgasm when I finally hit mine, and hers ramped up
when she felt me cumming. Kim hadn't let her out of the
kiss to catch her breath at all, and she shivered into
unconsciousness again when her orgasm's intensity
increased.
"I'm almost jealous with how much she'll get to cum
while we're here," Kim said while Sara was out, brushing
her fingers through her hair and looking at her with
unmistakable love.
"Is that a complaint?"
"No, but I need me some fun, too." She looked up at me
and pointed at the condoms. "Do me doggy while I eat
Sara?"
I laughed and grinned, giving her a salute.
"Aye aye, captain."
Kim tied her hair back while I cradled Sara until her
consciousness returned again, stroking my fingers
through her hair. She grabbed Kim and hauled her down to
lay beside her opposite me, sandwiching herself between
us and smiling contentedly.
"We're nowhere near done with you, love," I said,
tilting her face up to mine.
She purred happily and groped behind her for one of
Kim's hands, pulling it around to one of her breasts.
"Good. I want... I want anything and everything you're
able to do to me, or want me to do. Whatever I can do to
make you both happy and content. I love you two so
much."
"I just want you to enjoy everything we're doing, sis,"
Kim said, kissing along Sara's shoulder and upper arm.
"Tag team is super fun! Can you keep up?" She leaned
over Sara's shoulder to peer at her.
She laughed and rolled to look at her sister and give
her a kiss.
"Tag team might be the only way to exhaust my libido,
hon. Or yours. Coming to with both of you fucking me was
the most amazing thing ever. If you hadn't been forcing
me to cum so much, I think I would have been crying with
happy."
"This means you're having a good time, I take it?" I
said, one hand kneeding her breasts and tweaking her
nipples. She hummed and closed her eyes, placing one
hand lightly over mine.
"This is heaven for me, giving myself to the people I
love most in the world. I wish we could do this every
day."
"Enough with the resting," Kim declared, sitting up and
rolling Sara toward my crotch. "We need more giving of
orgasms! Clean up time! And then he gets to do me doggy
and you get to watch!"
I shifted position so Sara could get to my cock, and Kim
drifted downward to latch onto her pussy again. Sara
drew her legs up and I pressed them wider, watching Kim
eat Sara and play with herself while Sara sucked me hard
again.
"No cumming unless one of us is fucking your pussy," I
told Sara, gathering her stray hair back, and she nodded
and hummed. "Fingers and tongues don't count unless we
give you permission."
She stopped and drew in a breath, then released my cock
from her mouth and looked up at me.
"That's going to get harder-" Kim's slap to her pussy
cut her short and made her jump, and I forced her legs
wider to keep her from closing them. "Fuck!"
"Those are the rules, sis," Kim said, followed by a
light bite to Sara's clit.
"We know you can hold better than you think you can," I
added, caressing my fingers over her cheeks. "We're
going to push you, and that's part of why you want us to
collar you, isn't it? Because we know how to push you
and when."
"Yes," she said, accepting, catching herself from
latching her hand into Kim's hair when she started
mouthing her pussy again.
"Then let yourself surrender, love, and just enjoy what
we're doing. You can take our pushing, and we'll enjoy
your squirming and torture just as much as you enjoy
getting it."
"It's going to-" She stopped and whimpered, closing a
fist into the sheet as Kim bit her clit again, and she
squeaked out, "I'll try."
"No trying. You will hold, because it's what we want you
to do, and you want to because you want to please us. We
know you can. We want you wanting and desperate, and we
know you enjoy it."
She squeezed her eyes shut while I was talking, holding
as still as she could because Kim had started rolling
her clit slowly between her teeth, probably pairing it
with a lot of tongue teasing. I tilted her head so she
was looking up at me, and she opened her eyes, giving me
a look of distracted concentration.
"My orgasms belong to you," she said, voice hitching
when Kim slid a pair of fingers into her, and she
repeated it. "My orgasms belong to you and sis. I won't
have any unless you say I can."
"Permission from both of us," Kim said, kissing just
above Sara's clit and working her fingers hard against
her gspot. "You need permission from both of us."
"Permission from both. My orgasms belong to you. No
cumming without permission. No cumming. Pussy isn't
allowed. Fuck. No... cumming."
Her head dropped back and her eyes screwed shut again,
her body arching and her hands gripping hard into the
sheet while she trembled. She breathed a stream of
swearing through clenched teeth, fighting the orgasm Kim
was doing her best to cause.
"Do you think she's ready?" I asked Kim, and she grinned
when I pulled out a condom.
"Totally ready," she said, pulling back and giving
Sara's pussy another sharp slap.
She turned around and positioned herself over Sara's
face while Sara caught her breath and I rolled the
condom on. She fell forward and planted her mouth firmly
on Sara's clit again, and I leaned down and forced Sara
to look at me.
"We want you to watch," I said, and she nodded. "I want
you to play with Kim while I fuck her so we can give her
the orgasms you're holding in."
She breathed a yes and lifted her hands to Kim's
breasts, taking her nipples between her fingers when I
pushed into her. Kim's moan was muffled against Sara's
pussy, and Sara shifted one hand to Kim's clit. I felt
her tighten and I held in her, letting Sara push her
into orgasm, and then started to fuck her, slowly, both
so I could last and to give her plenty of time to
torture Sara.
I could feel Sara's attention to Kim's clit growing more
frantic the harder she fought to hold her orgasm, which
only fed Kim's own, but Kim refused to release Sara's
clit from her mouth, which was the point I was waiting
for.
I'd found a good pace that I could push my orgasm back
when I felt it building, and I started slapping Kim's
ass, which only fed her orgasms, making them even
stronger. I took hold of her hips when they started to
get too strong for me to shove back into her, just
resting in her while her pussy pulsed, and eventually I
couldn't ignore my legs protesting anymore.
I grabbed her by her hair and hauled her head back, her
protest short lived when I started pounding hard and
fast into her. She panted and moaned with each thrust,
her orgasms turning into a single, long climax from the
double attack of my fucking and Sara's frantic fingering
of her clit.
I pulled her upright by her hair and wrapped my arms
around her, turning her to face me so I could give her a
hard kiss, holding my orgasm until I had her firmly
locked, and she pressed back into me as I spasmed in
her. She gasped in a breath when I released her,
dropping her weight forward again and looking over her
shoulder at me.
"I think you enjoy getting rough," I said, out of
breath. "Your pussy really enjoyed the spanking."
"How could you not know that, Mr. Man? I only showed you
some of my favorite porno."
She gave me a shrewd look and squeezed my still half-
hard cock with her pussy, then pulled away and turned
around, looking down at Sara, who was flushed and
covered with sweat.
"How's our beautiful, perfect toy doing?"
"My pussy wants to cum so bad," Sara said, reaching up
to roll the condom off my cock. "But the ache feels so
good, too. I want both of you so bad."
"We have until noon on Sunday, love," I said, leaning
over to grab the trash can for Sara. "We don't need to
do everything tonight. There's time to deny you a lot
more before we need to leave."
She purred and smiled, rolling onto her hands and knees
and sucking my cock into her mouth. Kim ran her fingers
up and down her back while she worked her mouth on me,
and she had me cumming again in short order. She nipped
the head of my cock when I started to go soft and fell
back into Kim to be held, looking satisfied and content.
"And I get to have both of you," she said, twining her
fingers through Kim's. "All mine."
Chapter 8
Something other than a full night's sleep was missing
when I woke around six, and it didn't take long to see
it was Kim. She had moved one of the desk chairs but
wasn't using it, standing in front of the window and
wearing her sisters night shirt, staring out at the
ocean and the lightening sky.
Sara had sprawled into the space Kim would have been in,
making it easy to get out of bed without disturbing her,
and I padded over to Kim. Her attention stayed on the
view until I put my hands on her hips, and she gave me a
brief glance, taking my hands and pulling my arms around
her waist.
"You doing ok?" I asked, leaning her back against me.
"Doing that thinking thing," she said, unusually quiet.
"About what?"
"I don't know yet. Everything, I guess."
"Thinking about what Sara said about wanting us to
collar her?"
She made a small sound and we stood together in silence
for a bit.
"You're worried how things will go with Georgia, aren't
you?"
"There's a lot I'm worried about, Mr. Man," she said
after a minute. "I feel like I'm being pulled in half. I
have Sara and you, and I love you to bits and pieces and
stuff, but I want to be with Jor, too. She's so awesome
I can't even explain it, but she wouldn't like this, so
I can't tell her. She'd be super pissed even if I only
told her you and me... you know."
"What do you want to do, then?"
"I don't know. Do that thinking thing, I guess. Can you
let me do that? Like, stop asking stuff?"
"You'll be ok?"
"Yeah. I just have thinks to think."
I nodded and we returned to silence, and I eventually
left her to use the bathroom and get another hour or two
of sleep. She was curled around Sara when I woke up
again, and Sara had draped one arm over her thigh to
play her fingers along her pussy. I stopped her and
kissed her fingers, and she gave my hand a squeeze,
humming softly.
"That looks like a really awkward position," I said,
moving around the bed and keeping my voice low to avoid
waking Kim. "You sure rolling over to wake her up with
orgasms wouldn't be easier?"
"This works better," she said when I laid down in front
of her. "She always wakes up horny when I do this, and
we have the most amazing sex."
"I think what you'll end up with is getting denied some
more if you keep it up, maybe even use one of those
clamps she said she brought and then we both take you
before we head out and do some shopping and what not.
Then you'd have permission to cum but not be able."
Her pursed lips and tightening of her thighs were more
than enough to tell me she was trying to pretend she
didn't find that thought alluring. I smiled and gave her
a kiss, letting her imagination do the rest while I
rinsed and wrung out my towel that I'd left soaking
overnight. It needed to be run through the wash, but a
sink full of hand soap was the best I had available
until we got home.
Kim's wake up stretch groan drew my attention back, and
I saw her directing Sara between her legs. I waited a
few seconds for Sara's attention to get focused before
coming over and leaning in to whisper in Kim's ear.
"Where'd you hide those clamps?" I asked, and her,
"Front," was enough. I rooted in the front pocket of her
pack and pulled out three screw clamps, then set to work
attaching two of them to Sara's nipples. I moved behind
her and started teasing her clit, working my fingers
lightly around it and never touching it directly, which
was the fastest way to get it as engorged as possible
without using the pumps I'd bought.
"Remember you're not allowed to cum without permission
unless one of is fucking your pussy," I said, and her
hum of acknowledgment turned into a sharp breath when I
licked her.
I held the clamp open with one hand and rolled her clit
in my fingers with my other, then pinched and pulled,
closing the clamp on as much of her clit as I could. She
gasped and lifted her head, looking over her shoulder to
give me a startled look. I smiled and tightened the
clamp, giving it a few tugs after every turn.
"I did say this was likely to happen, love," I said when
I was done with the clamp. "You have permission to cum,
but will you be able to?"
"I want to watch!" Kim said, alight with glee. She
scooted down so she was under Sara, taking her face
between her hands. "Tell me fantasies while he does you,
sis."
"Does this count?" Sara said, then caught her breath
when I pushed into her, her pussy tightening on me, and
she tried to keep her voice steady when I started
fucking her. "I want... I want this. I want to, to not
be able to cum when I can, allowed, but needing to, s-so
bad."
She swallowed hard and Kim slapped her face lightly.
"Look at me, sis. Tell me sexy things."
Sara nodded and whimpered, timing her breathing to
counterpoint my strokes. I wasn't going fast enough to
cum anytime soon, wanting to torture her with this for a
bit, and Kim's added layer of tease made it even more
fun.
"I... Fuck! So close... So close... I want to, to be
teased for days. I want, want to be kept on the...
Fuck." Her head sagged and she whimpered, and Kim
slapped her again, getting her back into focus. "Fuck.
Close. Hurts so much."
She tensed hard on my cock, trying desperately to push
herself over the edge, but it didn't work. Kim grabbed
the clamps on her nipples and twisted them, pulling
hard, and Sara started shaking. She whined when I
stopped and just held in her, but she stayed still,
probably knowing that if she tried rocking back into me
I'd pull out.
"I want to be kept on the edge until it hurts," she
continued when she had her breath back, and I started
fucking her again, faster now. "I w-w-want to not kn-
know when I'll cum again, and th-th-then be forced to c-
c-cum all d-day. Fuck! Please? Please?"
"Please what?" I said, giving her ass a hard smack.
"P-Please take c-c-clamp off s-s-s-s..." She managed a
deep breath, and Kim held her face so she couldn't look
back at me. "Please t-take the clamp off s-so I can
cum?"
"That wasn't the rule for this, sis," Kim said, lifting
up to kiss Sara. "You have to cum with the clamp on."
"I c-can't."
"You have before," I said, taking hold of her hair and
pulling her up to me. I had to stop fucking her, but I
reached around and teased my finger over what was still
exposed of her clit to compensate. "If you're worked up
enough, you can cum this time, too. If you don't, maybe
we'll just tease you some more and try again."
Her pussy tightened on me and I smiled, her tense nod
agreeing with what her body'd already told me. I let her
go and Kim took hold of her again, pulling her into a
kiss that she held while I fucked her. Kim reached down
after a minute and started stroking the clamp on Sara's
clit, which made her pussy tense further but still
wasn't enough to push her over the edge.
I gripped her hips and pounded into her as hard and fast
as I could, holding in her when I came and feeling her
tighten a bit more. Her pussy was still twitching and
trying to cum when I pulled out, and I rolled her off
Kim onto her back to lay on top of her. She immediately
wrapped her legs around my waist and arms around my
neck, clinging to me and giving me a desperately hungry
look.
"That was your warm up for the day, love," I said, and
gave her a light kiss. "Catch your breath so I can kiss
you until you have yourself under control again."
She nodded and closed her eyes, and I waited until her
breathing had evened out before locking her in a slow
kiss. I felt Kim move around behind us after a few
minutes, which was long enough she could safely remove
the clamp from Sara's clit without having her cum when
it came off. She growled when I pulled out of the kiss
and drew her nails across my shoulders.
"You keep coming up with more and more evil ways to
tease me," she said, darting up to bite at my lip. "That
sucked so fucking bad but I loved every damn second of
it. Just don't tell me if you're going to do it again so
I can enjoy it more."
"Duly noted, but sometimes we need to surprise you with
doing exactly what we said we would."
"Like with shopping!" Kim chirped, bouncing off the bed.
"You did mention shopping, right?"
Chapter 9
There weren't a lot of places interesting enough to
spend much time in for shopping, though we did find a
tiny shop with fantastic taffy. Kim, naturally, bought
two pounds of the stuff, getting some of every flavor.
We eventually ended up back on the beach, Kim with her
jacket pockets full of taffy and Sara with the crotch
rope back on, though not as tight. The sky was
surprisingly clear, but it was humid enough despite the
breeze the horizon was hidden in white.
"Did you mean it when you said you'd help me tell Jor?"
Kim asked as we were heading back to get lunch.
"I'll do anything you need me to, hon. If that means
helping you tell Georgia, I will. I'll stand by you no
matter what." She stopped and turned Kim to her. "I
don't want to give you up, sis. I love you too much, but
if you need that to be happy, I'll let you go, even if
it tears me apart. I will be whatever you need me to be,
hon, just as long as I don't lose you."
Kim just nodded, and Sara stepped forward to give her a
tight hug, then let go only enough she could pull back
to look at her.
"Will you be able to tell me if that's what you need?"
"I don't know. I'm still thinking."
I set a hand on Kim's shoulder and squeezed, and she
looked at me.
"I'm here for you, too, so Sara's not the only one
willing to support you," I said, and Kim nodded.
"You're not ready to talk yet," Sara said. "Let it sit
for now, ok? This is our time together, right now, and I
want us all to enjoy it while we're here. I'm always
going to love you, and it doesn't matter what happens."
"You just like how I tease you, silly."
Kim grinned and gave her a quick kiss, but her show only
lasted a few seconds, and she attacked Sara with a full-
on kiss, which went on until Kim had spent her tension a
few minutes later. They clung together, Kim with her
face hidden against Sara's shoulder.
"I don't want to hurt you, sis," she mumbled, muffled.
"I don't. I don't I don't I don't. Why do you have to be
so awesome and make me love you so much?"
It seemed like she wanted to say more but stopped
herself, instead squeezing tight on Sara before letting
her go. They looked at each other, Sara either waiting
or trying to figure out a response and Kim wrestling
with whatever was going on in her head, and it was Kim
who reached her resolution first.
"I want to collar you," she said, confident in her
decision. "I do. No silly. No bouncy. I really, truly,
super duper do. Even..." She sighed and frowned at
herself. "My words are being dumb. You are super awesome
amazing and I want you forever and ever. You're my best
friend and my bestest sister and..."
"I'm your only sister, silly," Sara laughed and gave her
a kiss, her smile growing the longer Kim talked. "Yes is
all you needed to say."
"Hush." Kim stuck her tongue out at her. "You're my best
friend and my bestest sister and my first love and no
matter what happens, I will always love you. I do want
to collar you."
"We do have a room," I said, only Sara looking at me,
"if you want to consummate the decision with lots of
teasing and sex."
"We will tonight," Kim said, nodding decisively. "And I
want to find a collar when we get home."
"What about you, love?" Sara asked, smiling when Kim
kissed her cheek. "I know you said yes last night, but
it wasn't... it was reserved."
"I don't think I can give you a yes to match Kim's, but
yes." I put an around her waist and kissed her, and she
smiled, somehow both shy and giddy at the same time. "I
think being here together is exactly what we needed, and
I think Kim and I have finally found how to work
together."
"You've definitely done that, if how you've been teasing
me says anything." She kissed us both. "It amazes me how
you've gone from fighting over me to not even needing to
talk to agree on things to do to me, but I don't want
you to stop. I want more, and I want you to keep
surprising me."
"More teasing? We can so totally do that!" She hopped
once in our arms, then leaned backward to try and get us
moving. "But we need fooooooooood! Delicious
foooooooooood!" She tumbled out of our grasp and gave me
her puppy dog look. "Can we go to Crabby Cakes again?
Pretty, pretty please with me on top and Sara in the
middle?" Her eyes went even wider and she pointed at
Sara, still looking at me. "Ooh! We could get chocolate
syrup! We should totally get chocolate syrup, and then
we could really make her dessert!"
"As much as I like the idea, I'm not sleeping in
chocolate syrup. We'll have to save that for when we're
home, and then we can tie her up if she's too slippery."
Kim deflated with a dramatic sigh and a, "Phooey..."
"Crabby Cakes sounds really good to me, too. There's
still things on their menu I want to try, and we weren't
able to get them all last night."
"Like their clam chowder! So much yum!" She grabbed our
hands and pulled again. "Come oooooooooon! We need
fooooooood!"
Chapter 10
For all their questionable palatability based on their
descriptions, clam and shrimp lasagna and sweet BBQ tuna
proved to be amazingly tasty, and we had even less left
over when we were done eating than we'd had the night
before. It was the middle of the afternoon when we left
Crabby Cakes, but we headed back to the hotel anyway to
spend the rest of the day teasing Sara, since we wanted
to see just how worked up we could get her. Without
successfully clamping her clit we been torturing her and
we'd decided we didn't want to let her cum until after
midnight. That gave us the opportunity to fulfill, to
some extent, the fantasies she'd told us that morning.
We'd had her on the edge for about four hours when we
finally let her rest and collect herself, and Kim and I
made a trip to the ice machine together while I ordered
food. We had an hour yet to midnight and had burned
through all the energy from lunch, and pizza was the
only thing available at such a late hour.
"We need to figure something out," I said once I was off
the phone and Kim was done filling the ice bucket. "She
wants us to decide when she gets to cum, but it needs to
be both of us. I don't want to deny her indefinitely, as
much as she'd probably enjoy the teasing."
She looked down the hall toward our room, considering,
then turned back to me.
"I want to make her cum tonight, but not until midnight.
I don't know after that. You're better at long plans
than me."
"I'm thinking we should do a New Year's party with Cindy
and Aaron, but keep Sara on denial until New Year's
after tonight. That's as much as I've thought out right
now."
"She's going to be super duper crazy horny if she
doesn't get to cum for that long. That's, like, three
months or something."
I laughed and said, "Seven weeks to the day. Not even
close to three months, but I think the thought of
scheduling three months without an orgasm would get her
crazy horny by itself. But I don't want her to know how
long she has until she gets to cum again. That was one
of the things she said this morning, that she wants to
not know."
She plucked an ice cube out of the bucket and popped it
into her mouth, crunching on it while she thought,
attention focused down the hall.
"I want her to be teased every day," she said when she'd
finished the ice. "The teasing drives her crazy, but it
keeps her from going crazy. Does that make sense? It
makes sense to me."
"That's a good idea, and I like it." She gave me a
stupid grin and hopped. "Teasing every day and she
doesn't get to cum again until New Year's. I think
that's enough for now?"
"We can add stuff later, right?"
"Naturally."
"Awesome possum!" She bounced and spun, twirling and
dancing down the hall back to our room, stopping in
front of our door and leaning forward to peer at me.
"What if we're not able to tease her?"
"She'll do it herself. It will test her control, and it
will be pretty easy for us to know if she failed."
"It totally will! I like this idea. I like it a lot."
That last said like Forrest Gump.
I laughed and moved her out of the way to open the door,
and we teased Sara with the ice until the pizza arrived,
telling her about the tease and denial while we ate.
"Can I be tricky and ask if the number of orgasms I get
tonight has any relation to how long until I get to cum
again?" she asked when we'd finished.
"None at all," I said, grabbing another slice.
"Totally no relation, sis. We want you to have as many
as you can and enjoy yourself."
"I'll be able to cum without permission tonight?"
"Yep! Have a bajillion zillion orgasms! And maybe we'll
have a few less than that, but still have lots. We like
torturing you, but too much isn't fun, and we want it to
be fun, see."
"We also need to talk with Cindy and Aaron about having
them be witness for collaring you," I said, trying and
failing to get an ice cube into my bottle of soda.
"Maybe next weekend? My parents will be out for the
weekend, so my place would be free if she's not willing
to do it at hers."
"I want to talk with her about that. I think she'd be...
I don't think she'd be as likely to get upset if it's me
bringing it up. I think she'll understand a lot about
why I want to do it, and why you two agreed. And Aaron
would probably have pretty good ideas for ceremonies or
whatever, if we want to do that. I wouldn't want
anything elaborate. Just formal."
"Big is only good for toys," Kim said with a nod. "And
desserts. Especially desserts."
Sara laughed and peered at her.
"Are you saying I'm big, sis? You've been eating me for
dessert a lot this weekend."
"That's so not what I meant! I meant like ice cream or
cake or something. You're size awesome, and you're my
favorite dessert."
"So I'm a big dessert?"
"Yes! I mean-" She stopped and gave Sara a shrewd look.
"Wait just a gosh durn minute. I see what you're up to,
missy. You're the biggest dessert I can eat. So there."
She stuck her tongue out at her and nodded, almost
getting pizza all over her shirt when she went to cross
her arms.
"I think I'll accept that save. I love being your
dessert, and you can eat me whenever you want."
"Yay!" She put her pizza down and clapped her hands,
bouncing happily.
"We were also thinking about talking with Cindy and
Aaron about having a New Year's party at their place," I
said, trying to get the conversation back on track.
"Think you'd be up for that?"
Sara took a moment to consider, finishing half a slice
before saying anything.
"That's still almost two months away. Why start planning
now?"
"Cindy's not big on surprises, so it's better to start
planning sooner than later."
"That's true. I think it would be fun, if she's alright
for it. I expect she'll provide drinks and there will be
much with the sex."
"I see no bad ideas with what you just said," Kim said,
swaying side to side and pumping her fists in front of
her in some sort of impromptu dance. "We could totally
super tease you with Cindy and Aaron helping, and you'd
be so crazy horny you couldn't even remember your name!"
Sara laughed and hummed, drifting momentarily into
distracted fantasy.
"I think I might like that a little bit too much, all my
favorite people having fun with me. I wouldn't say no,
mind you, not in a million years."
"I think living that long would suck. It would get
boring after a while."
"Even if you had me to play with?" Sara nudged Kim and
gave her a look.
"I think we would totally drive each other crazy in a
not fun kind of way. Totally not what I want." She
leaned over and kissed Sara, bit her lip. "I think being
crazy for each other like a sun is better."
"Stars burn for billions of years, so you'd rather live
longer?"
Sara bit back a laugh at Kim's off-guard look.
"That's so not what I meant! I was trying to be poetic
or something."
"Burn bright but burn fast?" I said, tossing my empty
soda into the trash.
Kim lit up and pointed at me.
"Yes! That's the one! Only not so much with the fast
part. See? You two know all sorts of stuff."
"You know it, too, hon. Your brain just runs a million
miles an hour and it all gets mixed up and doesn't come
out right because it's never in the same spot twice."
Kim went quiet momentarily, thinking about that.
"No, I don't think that's right. I think it's all just
tossed into piles and I don't have a map or something.
It's like I go looking for a tv and I get a chicken."
"Not sushi?" I asked, scooting over to lean Sara against
me, and she smiled and settled her head on my shoulder.
"Only when I'm hungry. Which is, like, all the time."
"You better be leaving room after all that pizza to eat
your dessert, sis," Sara said, smiling and extending one
leg to run her toes along Kim's thigh. "Or are you going
to be too full for dessert?"
"Nope! I will totally have room left to eat you! Ooh!
Idea!" She pointed at me, bouncing. "You should totally
warm her up for me! Get her really wet and stuff so I
have lots to lick up."
"I think that's the easiest thing you've ever asked me
to do," I said, laughing, and got to my feet, hauling
Sara with me and then pushing her backward onto the bed.
Chapter 11
Being after midnight, I was careful to avoid letting
Sara cum until Kim had finished eating, and she didn't
seem in any hurry. She'd moved the pizza to the window
table and taken a seat to watch, idly playing with
herself while I teased Sara, holding her in a kiss and
slapping her pussy every time I stopped her on the edge.
"Holding hurts," she panted after a few minutes of being
edged, squirming under me. "Please? You said I could."
"Kim wants to play with you," I said, circling a finger
slowly around her clit, barely touching it. "And she
wants you wet and runny, and you want your orgasm to be
as good as it can get, don't you?"
"I like all orgasms." She gasped and arched when I
started flicking her clit, whimpering and crying out
when I stopped a few seconds later to leave her on the
edge again. "And I like being teased, but it hurts so
much right now. I need to cum so bad. Please let me
cum."
I glanced at Kim when she stood, and she held a finger
up to her mouth, miming with her other hand wearing a
strap-on.
"You remember how we started our stay here?"
"You had me wear the blindfold all the way here?"
"Not that. Here in the room."
She purred, turning her head to look at Kim when she
started the water running to wash her hands. I turned
her back to me and held her to keep her from seeing what
Kim was digging for in her pack. She gave me a wistful
smile, purring.
"You both took me and had me hold my orgasm until you
came in my pussy, and made me pass out twice. It was one
of the best things you've ever done to me. I won't be
forgetting that at all."
"We're going to do some variation on that." I bit at her
lip, keeping half my attention on Kim, who'd moved
behind me so Sara couldn't see what she was doing.
"You're going to get fucked and your clit will be played
with like before, but you're going to hold your orgasm
and count strokes, starting at a hundred. You get to cum
when you reach zero, but if you miss or repeat a number,
you have to start counting from the beginning."
"Oh fuck, that's impossible. You know I can't
concentrate like that."
"So not true, sis. We know you can."
Kim grabbed my free hand and put the remote vib's remote
in it, which Kim had put on under the strap-on. I
laughed and started teasing Sara's clit again while Kim
climbed between her legs and positioned the strap-on.
Sara whimpered, biting her lip and watching Kim tease
her, struggling to keep from wrapping her legs around
her and pull her into her when she started pressing
forward, taking her time filling her up. She stopped
there, waiting for Sara to stop trembling.
"Ready to start counting, sis?" she asked, and Sara gave
an immediate nod.
Kim grinned and started fucking her a second after I
flicked the vib on, and I matched the speed of my
fingers on her clit with Kim's. Kim kept an even pace,
forcing Sara to keep counting even when she pleaded
otherwise, one count every two or three seconds every
time Kim bottomed out, and she only made it to eighty
before she had to start again.
She swore and arched up, one hand clawing at my back and
the other fisting into the sheet, and I took the
opportunity to toss the remote aside and grab Sara's
free hand so I could hold it, making sure she was mostly
immobile.
Sara made it a little further with each round because
Kim's increasingly frequent orgasms slowed her down, and
she burst into brief, desperately frustrated tears when
she stumbled after repeating four. Kim and I both
stopped when that happened, and I gave her a long kiss
to calm her down.
"I think that was close enough for now?" I said, looking
up at Kim, who grinned, and I shoved her backward. Her
surprised cry matched Sara's cry of anguished
disapproval at being suddenly empty. "I also think she
needs a good fuck from both of us after so much teasing,
with her in the middle. Sara, get on your sister. You
can cum once I'm in your ass."
She gasped and moved faster than I'd ever seen her,
almost tackling Kim and wrestling her down, gripping her
wrists and attacking her with a vicious kiss after
impaling herself on the strapon again. I almost laughed,
pulling Sara's head back instead and turning her to look
at me.
"Can you be quiet?"
"No. Fuck me. Just fuck me. Let me cum."
I kissed her and turned her back to Kim, biting the back
of her neck before Kim bunched a hand into Sara's hair
to drag her back down to lock her in a kiss. Sara moaned
a protest but didn't try to fight the muffling, and I
positioned myself and pushed. Sara managed to hold her
orgasm long enough I was completely in her, and then her
whole body jerked and shuddered with her explosion.
Kim's kiss didn't do much for muffling, but I don't
think any of us cared, since Sara's screams didn't last
long before she passed out.
We started fucking her properly once she started to come
around, and she shifted to cling tight to Kim, biting at
her shoulder and somehow managing to keep her cries to a
reasonable volume despite her orgasms coming so close
together they effectively didn't stop. It didn't take me
long to cum, but between Sara's constant orgasms and
being so worked up from the day spent teasing her, I
wasn't about to go soft any time soon. I came twice more
before I couldn't keep going, at which point Sara was a
limp and incoherent mess and Kim wasn't much better.
"Battery died," Kim breathed, groping blindly and half-
heartedly for the remote. "Still cumming because dildo.
Need breath."
I nodded and pulled out of Sara, rolling her off her
sister with barely a protest, and then flopped onto the
bed beside her. Sara managed to roll onto her side after
a first failed attempt, cuddling into Kim and wandering
one hand to between her legs, working her fingers under
the strap-on and vib to find her clit.
Kim let out a long moan, arching and rocking her hips
against Sara's attentions, and I managed to somehow
climb over them both, attaching my mouth and fingers to
Kim's nipples. Her moaning got louder when I started
biting and pinching, and Sara found the energy somehow
to drag the strap-on and vib down and off, giving her
free access to Kim's pussy.
It didn't take long before we each had our mouths on her
nipples, Sara working her clit while I fucked her with
the dildo, and she clutched her hands to the backs of
our heads, squirming beneath us. Sara was the one who
stopped the action on Kim after I don't know how long,
and Kim whined in protest.
"I can keep going," she said, out of breath, rolling her
head to look back and forth between us. "Why'd you
stop?"
"Because we'd be going all night and all day," Sara
said, kissing along her shoulder to her mouth. "I know
we can't make you pass out like I do. I don't want to
stop, either, but we need to rest so we can get home
tomorrow. Today. Whatever."
"Lots of caffeine and stuff. I want you. I want to love
you all day and all night and forever and ever." She
shifted to look at me. "You too, Mr. Man. I think I'm
finally ok with you, but I still think your dangly bits
are funny. I'm still totally les, so don't get any funny
ideas."
I laughed and kissed her, brushing fingers over her
cheek.
"I don't think this threesome we have would be the same
if you weren't," I said, trailing fingers down her neck
and chest. "As long as we're comfortable with each
other."
"I'll love his dangly bits enough for both us. How's
that sound, hon?"
"You can have them all to yourself, but I might want to
share sometimes. Like today."
Sara hummed and nestled up against Kim, resting her head
on her chest and circling fingers around her nipples,
smiling.
"I'll share anything with you, whatever you need. I'll
be yours forever, because I love you."
Chapter 12
I set my alarm for ten so we'd have plenty of time to
wake up and get ourselves ready before needing to check
out of the room. It was a slow process, but we vacated
on time and went by Crabby Cakes again before heading
home. Sara called Cindy once we were out of the
mountains and had consistent signal, talking with her
about getting collared. She didn't put the conversation
on speaker, so the half of it we were able to hear
seemed very back and forth on Cindy's part.
"What'd she say?" I asked once Sara was off the phone. I
glanced at her in the mirror.
"Mostly that she'd rather talk about it in person, so
I'm going to go see her after school tomorrow. She
really wants to make sure it's what I want and I'm
taking it seriously and all that. I think she thinks I
haven't been thinking about it for a while and haven't
tried to find information."
"That's silly," Kim said, nodding. "You find information
about everything. I don't know how your brain hasn't
exploded yet because you read so much."
Sara laughed and gave Kim a push.
"I have a really good filing system in my head, that's
how. But I can understand why she'd be worried about it.
It's really not much different than wanting to get
married, only without all the stupid legal strings
marriage has."
"In that light, it might be good for her to see all of
us," I said, glancing in the mirror again. "One of her
biggest problems with letting herself get close with us
has been how Kim and I have clashed so much, especially
where you're concerned. We seem to have worked out most
of that, so that might help get her to agree to helping
out, being able to see we've found an equilibrium."
"She did say she's off work tomorrow, so we might be
able to see her then."
"I totally want to see her and tell her about our
weekend," Kim said, leaning into Sara and staring at her
until she looked at her, then gave her a kiss. "Maybe we
could even group tease you. I think that would be super
fun."
Sara hummed and smiled, returned the kiss and said, "One
thing at a time, hon. We have lots of time for fun
later. We need to go at Cindy's speed if we want to
include her, and I think collaring me would be all she
can handle right now."
"Phooey." Kim deflated and sighed, then straightened and
pulled Sara over into her, giving her breasts a good
squeeze. "Can I say something?"
"I always want to hear what you have to say, sis. You
know that."
"I know, but a lot of it's silly, and sometimes you let
me talk just because, even when you don't really care
about whatever. But I think this is super duper uber
ultra important and you need to know it."
Sara smiled and laughed, kissed her.
"You love me?"
"Super mega bunches and bunches, with lots of sparkles
and rainbows and happy stuff! Because you're super
awesome and the bestest sister ever."
"I love you, too, just as much. Maybe not as sparkly,
but just as much. You've made me so happy being yours."
Kim grinned and beat Sara to a kiss, working a hand
under Sara's skirt to play with her. Sara purred,
closing her eyes and melting into Kim and her breathing
deepening as Kim teased her toward orgasm, stopping and
shoving her back upright once she was on the edge. Sara
trembled and took a few deep breaths to collect herself,
drawing her nails along her thighs.
"How long until we're back in town, Mr. Man?"
"About half an hour, I think. What're you thinking?"
"Yay!" She bounced and did a little side-to-side dance,
getting a laugh from Sara. "I want to watch you play,
sis. I want to know how many times you can edge before
we get home."
Sara made no effort to argue, just grabbed the towel
with one hand and worked her panties down with the
other.
"How long do I need to stop between each one?"
"Get as many as you can."
"No riding the edge," I said, looking at Kim in the
mirror. "That's just one long edge."
Sara nodded and scooted forward as much as her belt
would allow, leaning her head back and closing her eyes
when she started her fingers working. Kim twisted almost
sideways to watch, and I had to content myself with
listening, pulling off to the back roads to minimize the
problem that caused with focusing on driving. This meant
the last stretch of the return trip was closer to forty-
five minutes than thirty, but that had never been a
problem before and wasn't one this time, either.
Sara was whimpering, squirming, and panting heavily by
the time we crossed the bridge into downtown, and Kim
pulled her hands away from her pussy. Sara squeezed them
hard, her hips rocking uncontrollably in a futile effort
to find more stimulation for her desperate pussy.
"Sixty-seven," she said when she was able to talk again.
"You have no idea how hard that was. My pussy aches so
bad now and my clit hurts every time my heart beats."
"Does that sound like a good start, Mr. Man?" Kim asked,
extracting one of her hands and poking my arm. "I think
you have a better idea how many she can do than me."
"That's a little more than I was expecting," I said,
reaching back and stroking Sara's calf while I was
stopped at a light. "She can manage to edge about every
forty-five seconds, so this tells me either she's still
really worked up or it's easier for her to edge the
longer she's doing it."
"A lot of both," Sara said, carefully pulling the towel
from under her ass and wiping herself dry. "I'm half
regretting telling you two how much I love being denied.
I didn't get to cum as much as I needed while we were on
our date, but I also love that I didn't. Tease and
denial is a really horrible, delicious love hate kink."
"You have a while to love hating it, then," I said,
giving her leg a squeeze before returning my attention
to driving. "We have many plans for you, and none of
them involve you getting orgasms any time soon."
"Last night was my last orgasms for how long? Until you
collar me?"
"Totally not saying," Kim said, pulling Sara over to
kiss her. "Know why? 'cause you said you didn't want to
know, that's why."
"I did say that, didn't I?" She laughed and smiled,
chagrined. "You both suck so bad, but I love you so much
for it."
Chapter 13
I had homework that needed doing once I was home, which
had to wait until after dinner with my parents, letting
them know how things went and what the plan was with
Sara. My mom threw me off when she made out a list of
websites for finding collars, but I didn't think to ask
how or why she would know them, nor did it occur to me
until later to wonder why neither of them questioned the
development in my relationship. I had no interest in
getting to know my parents' sex lives, so contented
myself with explaining it away as my mom picking up the
knowledge because of being a counselor.
The next day was just as busy as the last few weeks had
been, end-of-semester projects getting started, and then
the appointment at the college to discuss enrollment and
get the whole paperwork mess rolling along. It turned
out I needed one of my parents involved with the
process, so we covered what we reasonably could without
them and I went home with a stack of papers to pore over
with them.
That taken care of, I called Cindy.
"Hey, lover," she said, out of breath. "I was wondering
if one of you would call today."
"I thought you might be. I've been busy with enrollment
stuff at the college. Did I interrupt something?"
She made a half-hum and gasped, apparently taking a
drink.
"No. I'm working out, keeping my aikido in shape.
Nothing sexy. I'm guessing you three want to come over
and talk about what Sara told me yesterday, you and Kim
collaring her?"
"Yeah, we were hoping we could, since you're our point-
woman for stuff like that. Sara and I have done our
reading, but you have the experience, or Aaron does if
you don't, and we'd like you to help and maybe witness,
if you're ok doing that."
"I'm not sure you understand what you're asking, lover.
I don't think I said that to Sara when we talked
yesterday, but collaring someone is a really big deal."
"No, I get that, which is why we want to talk with you.
We talked about it a lot while we were on our date, but
we recognize it's a big step, and we trust you to be
honest with us if we're making mistakes."
She laughed and then went quiet, and I heard the crumple
of a plastic bottle before she spoke again.
"I'm too honest sometimes, lover. This might be one of
those times. You need to know you're walking into a
fucking minefield by coming to me about this."
"Oh, we know. Believe me, we know, but we think it might
actually be ok this time. There's a lot we worked out on
our date. Not everything, but I think that's normal for
any relationship. That's another reason we want to see
you, so you can see that, because we know that's been a
problem for you about getting close to us."
"Now you're sounding like a manipulative asshole
boyfriend. I'm giving you a pass, because I know you
mean well and don't have the experience to know when to
shut the fuck up, but sometimes your ability to say the
right thing goes right out the fucking window."
"This is sounding like you're not sure if you want us
over tonight."
"Because I'm not. I'm in a good spot right now, but I
don't know how long it's going to last. I'm very
protective of my stability when I find myself in this
spot, so I'm wary of anything that might kick me down
again."
"Would you rather we take a rain check?"
She sighed, and I could see her pressing her fingers to
her eyes while she argued with herself.
"That's a really fucking tricky question, Mike. Now
would be the best time to talk with me, because I'm
mostly stable and I'm not likely to blow up on you, but
then I'm worried talking with you will throw me out of
this mood."
"Which would you prefer?"
She growled, pulleys and chains running in the
background.
"Come over, all three of you. I knew when Sara asked
last night that was the only answer I could give and be
happy with myself for it. I just need you to know I have
a lot of reservations about it, and only some of them
are about you three."
"Noted, and we'll try not to push you."
"Right now would be one of the few good times for
pushing me, so don't worry about that. I've survived a
lot fucking worse than falling out of a good spot, so
you don't need to treat me like I'm going to break. I'm
already broken, and I have a lot of practice putting
myself back together."
"When do you want us over?"
"Come over about five? I'll talk with Aaron and we'll
cook up something decent for dinner. Do not say anything
about having you over for a meal, understand? Just
accept the opening."
"We'll be there. Do you want us to bring anything?"
"Just yourselves and what you have in mind so far. Aaron
and I can take care of the food and other comforts."
"Alright. We'll see you in a bit, then."
"I know. Later, lover."
It proved somewhat stickier for Sara and Kim to get out
of dinner at home than it was for me, though that wasn't
saying much. I had a fair amount of autonomy for stuff
like that, and I tended to forget about it unless
something came up that reminded me about it.
Kim, naturally, bounced all the way to Cindy's, and we
got there a bit early. Kim danced up to the door,
preceding Sara and me, and knocked out a short tune.
Aaron greeted us and led us into the kitchen, where
Cindy was busying herself pulling stuff from cupboards
and the fridge. Aaron took over for her, directing her
our way.
"Hey lovers," she said, coming over to give each of us a
hug and kiss, leaving Sara for last, just holding her
and looking at her long enough Sara started blushing and
smiling uncontrollably. Cindy smiled in return and gave
her another kiss. "Yeah, that's what I thought. You're a
giddy little school girl." She lifted one hand to turn
Sara's face back up to hers when she dropped her gaze.
"Before I tell you three yes, I need to see it. I know
you've already figured that out, so don't try convincing
me. Just be. Understand?"
Kim threw a salute, bouncing into Sara and Cindy to hug
them both.
"We're gonna make her ours!"
"She was already yours, lover girl. Putting a collar on
her only formalizes it, and lets certain circles know
she's off limits without permission. Talk to me while we
cook. I want to know your why."
"It needs to be more specific than loving her and not
wanting anyone else before her?" I asked, and Cindy
floured the counter before looking at me. Aaron worked
behind her, cutting up various vegetables and meats.
"There's a lot of intimations with collaring someone,
Mike. You said you two've done your reading, so tell me.
Grab some stools first and sit."
"What it means for us?" I said, standing behind Sara on
her stool and wrapping my arms around her. "Because it's
not a one-size-fits-all thing, is it? Some people lean
more lifestyle than we do, or more control, or whatever.
I realized when I started looking into BDSM stuff that
Sara would probably want to be collared. It took me a
bit to figure out what it would mean for me and our
relationship."
I shifted my attention to Sara, who'd been looking at
me. "Whatever our dynamic is, I think it's perfect, even
when we screw up. We balance each other, support each
other, build each other up, give each other freedom to
be what we want, and we explore. If we have limits, I
want you with me when we find them."
Sara's tears matched her smile, and she twisted on her
stool to circle her arms behind my neck, holding me in
place so we could kiss.
"Whatever you need me to be, love," she said, her voice
low to keep from croaking. "Anything at all. I'll be
yours forever."
I half-noticed Cindy's pause with her kneading out of
the corner of my eye, but it wasn't long enough for it
to register as possibly important. My attention was
focused more on Sara as the only thing that mattered
right then.
"Of all the reasons he could have," Aaron said,
obviously speaking with Cindy, "they're close to what
we've talked about. You can't fault him. Or her."
"No, that's not what hit me. Let it lie for now.
Bringing up my past is only going to complicate things.
I don't want to make this about me."
Sara and I shifted our attention to her, Sara turning
back around and working her fingers into mine, and Cindy
looked to us when Sara called her name.
"Are you sure you're ok having us here? I really don't
want to cause you stress. I want you happy."
Cindy sighed and stared at her dough ball, then grabbed
the rolling pin and gave it a good smack before looking
back up at us.
"I have a lot of serious fucking tangle in my head with
a lot of things, hon. I don't always handle it very
well, and you've gotten the bad end of it more than I've
wanted you to. You being here right now is not one of
those bad things, but some of the associations I have
are. This isn't you causing problems, hon. Trust me. You
wouldn't be here at all if I didn't want you here.
Whatever reservations or cluster-fuck shit bombs my
moods might throw out, know that being here for you is
what I want and need."
She looked at each of us in turn before continuing.
"You three are bright, and you've been able to
understand me better than almost anyone else I've ever
met, so I'm sure you can figure out what's going on in
my head right now. Just please do it later, because
right now I'm here for you, not for me to talk about
myself and my issues."
"Does this mean it's my turn to be all sappy and stuff?"
Kim asked, peering at Cindy, and Cindy laughed after a
second.
"Go ahead, lover girl. I like sap, but I like it better
when it's on waffles."
"Yay!"
She clapped wildly and hopped off her stool, careening
toward Sara and me and wrapping herself around us,
kissing us both before starting babbling, mostly
repeating in half a dozen different ways what she'd said
at the coast.
Chapter 14
The pizzas Cindy and Aaron put together were amazingly
delicious, and they disappeared completely over the
course of our talk. Kim tried begging them for the dough
recipe, and Aaron just pointed her to a few that could
be found online. With Kim deflated, the conversation
turned back to collaring Sara, and we moved into the
living room, where Aaron expanded and modified the list
my mom had made for me.
"This site here is a local artisan," he said, circling
one of the names my mom had put down. "I don't know him
personally, but I have seen his work. At best, he's on
the lower end of journeyman level craftsmanship. I don't
recommend going to him unless you find nothing
elsewhere, because it's not liable to survive more than
a few years of rough handling."
"You know this raises the possibility you know his
parents," Cindy said, reclining into him when he leaned
back and looking at me. "What do you think, Mike?"
"I'm not interested in getting familiar with my parents
sex lives, so I wouldn't know."
Cindy hummed and nodded, looking like she was about to
follow with more questions and then decided against it.
"What would you like to wear, lover girl?" she asked
instead, attention moving to Sara. "It's going to be on
you every day all day when you're not in the shower or
bath."
"I'm fully expecting something shiny or sparkly from
Kim, and I'd be happy to wear that. I think something
more heavy duty and with more utility would suit what I
want from Mike. Bondage is a bigger part of our
relationship than between Kim and me, even if I enjoy
being controlled by both of them."
Cindy nodded and pointed at Kim and me.
"There's your outlines, but work with her, both of you.
Don't go off and fuck around with a design you like but
she doesn't, then try telling her she's your sub and
needs to wear it anyway. That's not how this works."
Kim gave her a confused look, looking back and forth
between her and Sara.
"I don't understand. Why wouldn't we work with Sara?"
"It's hers as much as it is ours," I said, and Sara
nodded against me. "Collaring her doesn't mean she stops
getting to have input. It just means she's the sub in
the relationship."
Cindy pursed her lips and blinked back sudden tears,
climbing off Aaron and coming up to each of us, smiling
broadly and hugging us tight, adding a kiss when she
released us.
"Yes, I'll witness for you," she said, kissing us again.
"That was the last thing I needed to see. I knew you
would, but I needed to see it, so it would be solid in
my head. I will happily and without argument witness for
you."
Sara burst and dragged Cindy onto her lap, wrapping her
arms around her and grinning broadly even while she was
covering her face with kisses and thank yous. Cindy was
mostly docile under the assault, but was only able to
tolerate it for about a minute before getting hold of
Sara and pushing her back into the couch.
"I appreciate the enthusiasm, lover," she said, the
smile she couldn't hide contradicting her tone, "but if
you're not planning to get me into bed, I can't handle
it, and we're not going to end up there tonight."
"That's ok." Sara leaned forward and kissed the hollow
of Cindy's throat. "These two have me on denial, and I
don't know how long it's for because they won't tell me.
I don't think I'd be able to hold back if we ended up in
bed, and I don't want to disappoint them."
"Or yourself," Cindy added, giving Sara an even look.
"And that," Sara agreed with a nod, and they held each
other's gaze for a few seconds before Cindy dropped down
to kiss her and get to her feet. She held Sara's hands
while she stood there.
"Don't ever give up who you are for anyone, lover," she
said. "Not for anyone, no matter how much you love them.
The people who truly love you won't ask you to and the
ones who do don't truly love you."
"Is this what happened in the kitchen earlier?"
Cindy nodded a bit, glancing at Aaron and then back to
Sara.
"Some of it. One part. These two won't ask you to be
anyone but who you are, and that's why I can say yes.
Hold onto them, no matter what happens. I can't see you
hurt like I have been. I..." She stopped and shook her
head, pursing her lips.
"What about you? Are we still waiting for you?"
Cindy frowned a bit and dropped her gaze, nodding once.
"I can't talk about this right now. There's... I have a
lot of hurt and I don't want to see it happen to you,
too. Just keep doing what you've been doing and we'll be
ok. It takes a lot of time for me."
Sara nodded and kissed Cindy's hands, and she retreated
to Aaron when she released them. His arms went around
her and she gripped his hands, and we waited for her to
collect herself.
"Is this coming weekend too soon for you three?" she
asked after a few minutes. "Will that be enough time for
you to figure out what you want to do, even if you
aren't able to find the perfect collars?"
"I'm pretty sure I'll be happy with whatever they come
up with," Sara said, looking between Kim and I. "I'm not
worried they'll cross any limits for me."
"Kim and I have mostly figured out how to work
together," I added, poking at her. "We should be able to
figure out something over the next few days. Are you ok
if we do it here?"
"That's acceptable," Aaron said, nodding. "Keep us
informed about what you need if it's anything but the
collars. We'll pick it up Friday night."
"We has a plan!" Kim cried, bouncing and squeezing. "I'm
so excited!"
Chapter 15
Jen caught Sara and me during lunch the next day, and I
dropped my pack when I saw her look. She did the same
and gave me a tight hug, indifferent that we were
standing in the middle of the parking lot. Sara gave me
an inquisitive look, but I knew as much as she did what
this was about. Jen took a deep breath after a minute
and released me, stepping back and grabbing up her pack.
"It's awesome how you know what I need and I don't need
to say anything," she said, then turned to Sara,
hesitant, and Sara opened her arms. Jen took the
invitation and hugged her, just as tight but not as
long. "I'm sorry I just kind of jumped in like that,"
she said when she stepped back. "Brain broke down
somewhere on the way here."
"It's fine," Sara said, sticking her hands back in her
jacket pockets. "I'm not the jealous type, and you
wouldn't try stealing him away."
"What happened?" I asked, poking her out of traffic.
"I finally broke up with Kit." She pressed her fists to
the side of her head and looked up at the sky, then
spread her arms. "I don't know what I'm feeling right
now, Mikey. Relief?" She dropped her arms and looked at
us. "Is this what relief feels like? It feels like I've
lost something holding me back. Shouldn't I be feeling
hurt or guilty or something? I don't think he was very
happy about it. I hope I didn't just fuck up again. I
really don't need more of that."
"Freedom, maybe?" Sara said with a shrug. "I only know
from Mike what you told him, but I don't think you need
to feel too bad about breaking up with him. You weren't
happy."
"No, no, I know I wasn't. I was miserable. Talking with
Mikey the other day helped me understand that, and that
I need to let go of as many of my bad decisions as I
can. I've fucked up so much, Sar. I needed to break up
with him. It's just..." She sighed and threw her hands
in the air, turning around and walking away a few steps
before returning to us. "Cthulhu's balls. I don't know.
We need a manual for life, and chapter eight would be
all about how not to get into fucked up relationships or
something. Could we do that? Maybe we could get your
friend Cindy to help out, too, and we'd make a fortune."
"What'd you tell him?" I asked, slipping an arm around
Sara's waist.
"Nothing about Jason, that's for damn sure." She started
pacing, thumbs hooked into the straps of her pack. "I
told him I wasn't happy with the relationship, wasn't
getting anything I needed out of it. I might have maybe
kind of insinuated he's boring in bed, too. He's not
very passionate, you know?" She paused and tilted her
head at us. "I guess you wouldn't know. Never mind that.
What you saw at the party was livelier than what he
usually is, and it's just..."
She lifted her hands and mimed her head exploding.
"I feel like I shouldn't feel this good about breaking
up with him. Is there something wrong with me?"
"Other than being a bit manic right now?" I said, and
she stopped her pacing to look at me, considering. "I
don't think there is." I looked at Sara. "Would it
bother you if I invite her along to lunch?"
"I don't think so," she said, shaking her head.
"I'm going to babble you dumb, you know," Jen said. "I
don't want to fuck up more with you because you don't
want to listen to me."
"You need to talk, hon, and I'm good at listening. Maybe
better than Mike."
"I don't know about that, but I'll accept this
challenge." She gave a single, firm nod, then half
turned to go before stopping. "We taking my car or
yours?"
"You're standing in front of mine," I said, almost
laughing when she gave it a startled look.
"Holy crap! I am! My brain broke down more than I
thought. We're taking yours, then?"
"Get in, woman. We're just going down the street and
grabbing burgers."
"Have you told Jason yet?" Sara asked once we were on
our way.
"Not yet. He's at work. I'll tell him tonight, hope it
cuts the stress we have going on. I don't know what I'll
do if it doesn't. I need a vacation from life."
"Let me know if you figure out how to do that," I said.
"I could use that trick right now, too."
"Can I tell you two something I haven't told anyone
else? You're able to keep secrets."
"You've been thinking about stopping your relationship
with Jason, too?"
She stared at me and said, "Am I seriously that obvious
about what's on my mind?"
"Only with me, I think. We are best friends, remember?
And I can read you pretty well."
"Feh. Yes, that is exactly what's been on my mind,
mostly since we talked the other day. I don't know if
that would be a good idea right now, though. I don't
know how much of our fighting is just stress and how
much is we're just pissing each other off."
"I haven't seen a lot of how the two of you interact,"
Sara said, glancing around her seat at Jen, "but you
didn't seem to have any problems until the whole mess
with coming out to us. It's probably just the stress."
"I hope so. I think I'm going to have to eventually,
anyway. You have a minor miracle with Mike being ok with
you and Kim being involved. I doubt I'll be so lucky
finding a guy who's cool with me sleeping with Jason,
and willing to share, to boot."
"Just go poly," I said, glancing back at her in the
mirror. "That will solve everything."
She snorted and punched the back of my seat.
"That's what I've been doing the last few years, mister.
The problem is I wasn't being honest with myself about
it, and I don't think it works for me."
"Are you sure it's poly you have a problem with and not
just the situation that's forced it on you?"
"That's quite a brilliant question, my good sir," she
said after a minute, stroking her imaginary goatee.
"I'll take the separation under advisement and get back
to you about it. It's beside the point right now,
though. I'm trying to avoid being involved with anyone.
I've caused myself so many problems by fucking people I
shouldn't have been."
"If it means anything, I won't try to get into your
pants unless you give me permission," Sara said,
scanning the drive-through menu. "I can't promise I
won't try flirting with you, though."
"We have made this ground rule, yes," Jen said, rolling
her window down and leaning out to see the full menu,
then talked to the speaker. "Excuse me? Testing one two?
Is it possible to use ranch dressing instead of mayo on
the guac burger?"
"We don't have ranch dressing as a standalone topping,
sorry," the drive-through person said, voice distorted
through the speaker. "We can leave the mayo off and give
you a ranch dressing we use for the salads, if you'd
like."
"That would be super. Make it so!"
"Is that in the meal?"
"Just the burger, thanks."
"Well that takes care of your order, apparently," I
said, half laughing when she dropped back into her seat.
"Thanks, I guess."
"No problem!" She fastened her belt again and clapped
her hands once. "Anyway. What do you think? Am I doing
the right thing with breaking up with Kit?"
Sara gave me her order and turned to Jen, said, "Do you
think you are? Is it what you need to do so you're back
in a good spot about yourself?"
"I think so, but I don't know. I'm pretty sure I've
roundly proven myself a failure with relationships. It's
why I'm asking you. Am I doing the right thing?"
"Yes," I said, reaching back to grasp at her leg, and
she tapped my hand a few times with her knee. "With how
much you complained to me about Kit and why you got
together with him, breaking up with him was a good idea.
He'd probably disagree, but it needed to be done for
your sanity. Relationships don't work if only one person
is happy."
"Translation: I don't need to feel guilty?"
"That's correct, Alex."
She laughed and poked the back of my seat, said, "My
name's not Alex Trebek."
"Sadly, I do not have all the answers, either. I'm just
really good at pretending I do."
"Better not say that to Cindy," Sara said, taking the
drinks and bag of food from me when I passed them to
her. "She'd probably agree."
"No probably about it. I know she would."
"I need to apologize to her, too," Jen said, letting out
a disgruntled sigh and crossing her arms. "She won't try
to kick my ass, will she?"
"I doubt it. She could, but I think getting violent with
you would trigger her, and she goes out of her way to
avoid that. Whether she goes off on you verbally is
another matter."
"I think I can handle verbal. I just need to figure out
what to say to her."
"Be honest," Sara said, passing Jen her burger. "That's
the most important thing you can do with her. She's
prickly, but she's a good person once you figure out how
to handle her."
"I hope so. She's not real high on my priority list of
fixes because I barely know her, but she is on there
because she's important to you guys and pissed off with
me because of how I fucked up. Figure if I can talk with
her and apologize, maybe all this fallout will be less
horrible."
"I doubt she'd be happy with us if we gave you her
number or address," I said, "but you can catch her at
the Bull Horn when she's working. Not the best time to
talk with her, since she'll be in a bad mood because she
hates her job, but it's probably the only time you'll be
able to on your own."
"I'll wear my big girl panties and a flame suit, then."
We were silent while Sara handed out the rest of the
food, and our conversation wandered to other topics
while we ate.
Chapter 16
Sara, Kim, and I went out Thursday to shop around for
collars, mostly looking for acceptable stand-ins until
we found what we really wanted. Unfortunately, collars
were mostly found in the pet stores, and the ones in the
goth/punk stores were all spikes. Chokers weren't much
better, though we did finally find two that worked,
Kim's a white and pastel leather and lace with a silver
moon pendant and mine a complimentary black with a black
metal cross. From there, we just needed a good time to
be at Cindy's on Saturday and arranging to stay the
night, which was easier than expected.
We dressed in the fanciest we had even though we didn't
especially need to: Sara was in the blue dress I'd
gotten her months before, black stockings and garters
the only thing she had on underneath, and her hair done
in a princess braid; Kim wore the white boots she'd worn
on our first date, a black pencil skirt, and a poofy
white blouse, with a touch of makeup and her hair up in
a bun; I was casual in comparison, in just slacks and a
dress shirt, since I had no ties.
"You three look good," Cindy said, giving us each a hug
and kiss when she ushered us inside and looked us over.
"But you need a tie," she added, poking me in the chest,
then looked at Sara, holding her gaze. "Something
important going on tonight?"
Sara blushed and looked down, smiling and fidgeting.
"Maybe a little bit important," Sara said, glancing back
up. "Thank you for letting us do this with you, Cindy,
and being our witness. It means a lot."
"I know, lover. As soon as you started telling me, it
was a yes." She moved forward and reached for Sara,
smiling. "Come with me, lover girl. I want to talk with
you before we do this."
Sara stepped into her and Cindy held her, giving her a
long kiss, and I glanced at Kim when she sidled into me,
her hand finding mine. I squeezed her hand and she
looked at me, then leaned over and put her head on my
shoulder. I squeezed again and looked back to Sara and
Cindy when Cindy turned to us in time to see her smile
widen.
"She's always yours, lover," she said to Kim, brushing
her fingers over Kim's cheek. "I'm not trying to steal
her."
"I know," Kim said, lifting her head from my shoulder,
"but I still get a little jealous every time I see it.
It's dumb, and it's ok. I just have feels."
"I'll be keeping my hands off once you have her collared
unless you both say it's ok. That's not an offer. That's
how this works for me. She'll be yours, and I'll respect
that, even if I want to play."
"I get jealous of Mr. Man, too, Cindy. It's ok. I know
you won't hurt her." She grabbed Cindy's hip and pulled
her close, kissed her and bit her lip and continued in
an exaggerated whisper. "But she really, really loves
clothes pins and pinwheels, especially on her clit."
Cindy laughed and bit back, and I noticed Sara blushing
even redder.
"I'll keep that in mind. I'm going to steal Sara for a
few minutes. Aaron was getting things ready in the
living room when you got here, so you should find him
there if you want to help him out. He'll probably say no
and send you into the kitchen or something."
Kim perked up at that, releasing my hand and clasping
hers in front of her.
"Can I cook? Please with lots of me on top? I totally
forgot to ask and see if I could."
"You'd be better off asking Aaron about that. We picked
up some food for tonight yesterday, but I don't think it
will hurt to have you cook if it's something
reasonable."
She squealed and darted around Cindy, paused long enough
to give Sara a kiss and an, "I love you," then dashed
off to the living room. Cindy shook her head and turned
back to me.
"I don't need to ask, but I will anyway: What about you?
Does sharing Sara bother you?"
"Not if it's with people I trust won't hurt her," I
said, and Cindy nodded. "Right now we've only played
with you and Aaron with any kind of seriousness, and a
little bit with Jen and Jason. I don't know how I'd feel
about sharing her with anyone else until it comes up."
"I'll still want permission from you too before playing
with her."
"That will pretty much always be a yes, you know."
"I know, but that's how I need to handle this, or the
whole thing falls apart in my head and I'll do something
I'll end up regretting."
I nodded and pulled her in for a hug and kiss, then left
her with Sara and made my way into the living room.
Kim was sitting on the edge of the couch, watching Aaron
rearrange candles, which was all that was left to do.
The rest of the room was finished: unframed six foot
tall mirrors lining two of the walls, red velvet draped
to hide the rest of the room except the couch, and
candles arranged in front of the mirrors. A white throw
rug had been centered in the room, and a small stand
stood to one side for the chokers to sit on. Kim had set
hers on it already, and I coiled mine inside the ring
hers made.
"Cindy pulled Sara aside to talk?" Aaron said when I
settled next to Kim, more a statement than a question.
"Any idea what about?" I asked.
"Between them, I believe." He moved to the center of the
room and surveyed the mirror walls, nodding after a
minute and turning to us. "You said you want to cook.
What do you have in mind?"
"Sara's favorite! Chicken parmesan and chocolate graham
cracker cheesecake!"
"The chicken can be accommodated but not the cheesecake.
Is that acceptable?"
"Phooey. German chocolate cake?"
"You're intent on making dessert."
"It's tasty and delicious and awesome, just like Sara."
"Is she particular about frosting being homemade?"
"Nope! Just needs to be not super cheap coconut pecan,
but I know the chocolate cake she likes. Totally can't
do a mix."
Aaron nodded and got into a reference match with Kim,
checking off ingredients to be certain what she needed
was available, and likely also to be certain she knew
what she was doing. That done, he reached into his
pocket to pull out his wallet, extracting a twenty and
handing it to me, then handed me another after a
moment's thought.
"Pick up what you need. That should be enough to buy
everything. If it's not, inform me when you get back and
I'll cover the rest. Don't worry about the basic baking
ingredients. I have plenty of them."
"Eee!" Kim bounced to her feet and wrapped herself
around Aaron in a bear hug, giving him probably a dozen
kisses. "Thank you! You're the super awesomest!"
"Don't mention it. Now go. I'll get things setup in the
kitchen for you to save time. Let yourself in when you
get back."
Kim jittered out the door in front of me, grinning and
hopping, and our trip to the store was fast, since she
knew exactly what she was after. Sara, Cindy, and Aaron
were in the kitchen when we got back, Sara and Cindy
sitting at the island and Aaron leaning on it.
"I bring food for the cookings!" Kim said, hoisting the
bags above her head.
"You want the change?" I asked Aaron, and he shook his
head.
"Keep it. I didn't have it earmarked for anything that
can't be put off."
I nodded and pulled a stool over to sit next to Sara,
and she smiled and leaned against me when I put my arm
around her.
"Kim's going to spoil me, isn't she?" she said when she
spotted the frosting.
"Isn't that part of tonight?"
"You don't have to. I'm perfectly happy just being here
doing this."
"They don't have to but they want to," Aaron said, and
Sara turned to him. "Making you happy makes them happy."
"Super totally right!" Kim said, spinning and pointing
tongs at Sara, her other hand on her cocked hip and
giving her a mock glare. "No complaints! Cook for you I
will, and it will be super duper licious and you will
love it."
"Not as much as I love you, though."
"Maybe, but it's totally on the list! I know it is,
because you've told me it is. So ha!"
She nodded once and spun back to her food prep, dancing
back and forth while she worked.
Chapter 17
The living room lights were out, replaced with a wash of
reflected candle light. There were enough candles the
electric lights would have provided just as much light,
anyway. Kim and I stood with Sara in the middle of the
room, with Sara blindfolded because she hadn't been
allowed into the living room. Cindy and Aaron stood to
either side of the stand with the chokers, Cindy smiling
and Aaron with his hands behind his back, watching.
"It's not perfect, sis," Kim said, lifting the
blindfold, "but it is lots of your favorites."
Sara blinked a few times before her eyes adjusted, and
then she raised her hands to her mouth, laughing and
smiling. She turned to Kim and wrapped her arms around
her neck, kissing her.
"This has you written all over it," she said, kissing
her again. "It's ridiculous and beautiful and I love
it." She looked over at Cindy and Aaron, Aaron giving
her a nod. "Thank you both so much for this, for
everything. I'm so happy you're here and helping us do
this."
"That's all we want, lover," Cindy said, blowing her a
kiss. "Be happy. This is the least we could do."
"I don't want to ask too much, but I love this. It's so
beautiful. I could watch it for hours. Thank you."
"I believe Kim and Mike have a role to play with you, as
well," Aaron said. "Shall we begin?"
"Yes. I'd like that very much. I've wanted this for so
long I don't even know what to say."
"Then just let us lead," I said, turning her around to
face me and kiss her. "There will be plenty for you to
enjoy, and this is only the start of the evening."
"Lead me wherever you want, love, and I'll follow."
"Then follow Kim until she turns you over. She's your
first in more ways than I am, and we didn't feel it was
right to leave her in second for this."
"You're not first or second or any place with me, either
of you. I love you both just as much."
"We know, sis," Kim said, turning Sara and cupping her
face, and I stepped back. "We have reasons. Now hush.
We're totally gonna do this right, see? And I'm totally
going to do my best to be serious, but I will so not
promise it will work."
Sara laughed and leaned forward to kiss Kim, smiling and
saying, "That's fine, hon. Be whatever you need for
this, and I'll be happy with all of it as long as I'm
yours in the end."
Kim changed her grip on Sara, a simple gesture, but it
shifted their dynamic, the power balance shifting Kim to
the top and Sara to subservience.
"On your knees, sis. Be beautiful for me."
Sara's breath caught, a quick intake, and she nodded,
reaching up to her zipper until Kim stopped her. She
paused a moment, then lowered her hand to pull the dress
up instead, sinking to her knees once it was out of the
way. One hand held the bunched dress behind her back and
out of the way, and she widened her stance to give her
other hand room to play between her legs, starting
slowly and speeding up as her breathing did. She held
her attention on Kim even when she started shaking,
holding her orgasm back, and Kim stood over her, smiling
and petting her fingers through her hair.
"May I cum?" Sara asked after a few minutes, voice
strained
Kim dropped to her knees to pull Sara's hand away,
Sara's whimper stopped by Kim's mouth, a kiss Sara
returned with hungry enthusiasm.
"I don't do that words thing very well, but I love you,
sis, with all kinds of poetry and stuff to back it up.
You've always been there for me, even when I've hurt
you, and you've helped me through a lot. I don't want to
collar you because I think you're... I don't know. I had
the word and it ran away. You're not my servant or
something like that, and I am so totally messing this
up."
Kim kissed her and they looked at each other, Kim
directing Sara's hand back between her legs to start
playing again. It wasn't long before her breathing was
back up, and she was giving Kim a pleading look.
"You're not cumming, sis," Kim said after a minute, and
Sara bit her lip and nodded. "Be beautiful for me. Hold
it. Enjoy it."
Sara nodded again, whimpering and biting her lip again
before pursing them tight, and Kim held her in place to
give her a light kiss, smiling.
"I love you more than anything, and I want to collar you
because I don't want you to forget that. I'll always
love you, even if we hurt each other and even if we
don't talk for a long time. I want to be here for you
like you've been here for me. I want to be the kind of
sister for you that you've been for me, no matter what
happens. Is that ok?"
"I-I-I..." She whimpered louder, trying to take some
deep breaths to collect herself. "M-May I s-stop?"
Kim took her hand again and pulled it away, and Sara
squeezed her eyes shut and gasped, her hips rocking
uncontrollably and thighs trembling. Kim kissed her
until she'd calmed down, then bit her lip.
"I accept," Sara breathed when Kim leaned back. "With
all my heart and everything I am, I want to be yours,
and I'll wear your collar forever."
Cindy picked up Kim's choker and stepped forward,
handing it over, and Kim reached around Sara's neck to
fasten it in place. Sara grinned, barely managing to
contain herself and stay in position, and she blinked
furiously to hold back tears.
"Forever and ever and ever, sis," Kim said, gripping
both sides of Sara's neck and kissing her. "I'll always
be here for you, and I'll always want you."
"Ditto," Sara said, then started laughing, not able to
hold back anymore and wrapping herself around her
sister, swarming her with kisses.
"It's Mr. Man's turn now, ok? You need to let me go,
sis."
Sara nodded and pulled in a deep breath, straightening
and gathering herself. Kim set her hands on her
shoulders and kissed her, then got to her feet and
grabbed me, dragging me into place, grinning. She took
up position next to Cindy, bouncing in place and
clasping her hands together at her chest.
"You better not explode yet," I said to Kim, caressing
Sara's cheek. "You still need to make Sara's cake, and
explode in other fun ways after we've eaten that."
"Stop talking to me, Mr. Man! Sara! Talk to sis! Shoo!"
She flapped her hands at me and I laughed, dropping to
my knees in front of Sara and running my hands down her
arms to her hands, putting my full attention on her. I
moved her hands behind her back, holding her wrists
together with one hand and pulling her forward into me
to lock her in a kiss, free hand undoing the zipper of
her dress. She purred and did her best to press into my
hand when I slid it under her dress, trailing my fingers
lightly over her skin and slowly working her dress down.
"Lose the dress, love," I said once I had it as far down
as her stance allowed.
She rocked back onto the balls of her feet, wiggling the
dress past her hips and down her thighs, rocked forward
onto her knees and pulled the dress off to leave it
puddled behind her. I took her hands and held them
again, my other going between her legs. She spread her
knees again and focused on me.
"I don't know if I'll be more poetic than Kim," I said,
starting my fingers working on her clit. "I know you'll
be less focused, because I'm not going to stop like she
let you, so I want you to push. Can you do that?"
She nodded and went still, and I let her get a rhythm
going with her breathing before starting, in no rush to
say what I wanted to say.
"I don't know if we'll be together all our lives, but I
want to be. You're the most amazing and brilliant person
I've ever gotten to know, and all because you wore a
skirt I noticed. I want to be with you, and I want you
with me, standing with each other while we explore life
and experience and love. I know we'll stumble, probably
a lot, and hurt each other, and we have a few times
already, but we can get back up together, learn
together, guide each other, and so much else. I want to
do all that with you and anything else we can think of."
I paused to give her a kiss and ask, "Are you still with
me? Can you focus?"
She nodded and pursed her lips, drew in a sharp breath
when I sped up my fingers for a few seconds. I stopped
and I felt her clench her hands into fists, and her eyes
narrowed as she shifted her focus to fighting her pussy
back under control. I gave her about fifteen seconds
before starting again, and she gasped and moaned, then
sealed her mouth again, setting her attention back on me
and trying not to give in to her pussy's demands for
climax.
"I want to collar you as an equal, not as a mark that
you're submissive to me, even if that's true when we
play. I know I'm not always going to live up to my
expectations or yours, but I trust you and respect you
enough to work with you, to give you the freedom to grow
and the support to do so, because I get the same from
you. We're honest with each other, and we can correct
course as long as we talk and work together. Will you
have me on these terms?"
She nodded quickly but said nothing, too focused to form
words, and I stopped my fingers to move my hand to the
small of her back and pull her into me for a long kiss.
She moaned into my mouth, shaking against me and
releasing her frantic need for orgasm by attacking my
tongue with hers. I released her hands after a minute
and she immediately draped around my neck, pressing
closer and deepening the kiss even as it slowly
mellowed.
"I'm yours, love, ever and always," she breathed when we
broke the kiss, trying and mostly failing to keep her
smile in check so she could talk. "I'll wear your collar
with Kim's and for just as long, and I'll be happy every
moment it's on."
I looked over when Aaron approached with my choker, and
I nodded to him when I took it. I kissed Sara's eyes
closed when I turned back to her, then kissed her
growing smile, reaching around her neck to fasten the
choker.
"Yayayayayayayay!" Kim cried when we separated, and the
floor shook with a resounding thud when she leaped
forward to land beside us and drop to her knees. "So
much happy! I feel like I'm going to explode!"
Sara laughed and leaned into her when she attacked us
both with a bear hug.
Chapter 18
"This is the best day of my life," Sara said once Kim's
enthusiasm had ebbed enough to let her talk. "I have
something for you two, and it's very important to me. We
talked about it while we were at the coast, and I've
been talking with Cindy about it the last few days to
find a way to symbolize it with you."
She looked over at Cindy, and Cindy nodded and said,
"I'll be right back with it. Don't go anywhere, lovers."
"I'm giving myself completely to you," Sara continued
when Cindy returned a minute later, carrying a small
wooden case. "That's what being collared means for me,
that I'm yours and only yours, and you'll always come
before anyone else." She looked at Kim and held her
look. "Even if I'm fooling around with other people, you
will always be first. You keep me in check, keep me
balanced, and I will always listen even if it's
something I may not want to hear."
She waited for Kim's nod, then switched her attention
back and forth between us.
"You are my anchors who keep me from being washed away
and lost in the sea of my desires, and I will hold onto
you and never let you go for as long as you'll have me.
This means I need to give you something so I'll always
have a way back to your anchors, something to remind me
I trust you with anything and everything I am, and that
means giving you the most intimate thing I can. I want
to give you control of my orgasms, and give you
something to symbolize that. I want you two to decide
when, where, how, how many, and with who, and I will not
cum unless you both say I can. You both know this is the
hardest thing for me to do, but for you I will and I
want to. Will you accept this from me, giving you this
control over me?"
She alternated between us, and Kim nodded and said, "I
will for you, sis."
"I'll try not to be too evil," I said, and Sara laughed
and kissed me.
"Don't even try fooling me, mister. We both know you're
going to take advantage of it."
"Only because you'll love every second of it."
"That's completely beside the point."
She kissed me again, followed by a kiss to Kim, and then
reached up and opened the case Cindy was holding. Inside
was a simple, solid ring of filigreed gold, and around
that was a gold chain necklace with a heart-shaped ruby
pendant. She picked up the necklace and held it out to
Kim, who just blinked at it.
"Have I managed to actually make you speechless, sis?"
"I... Not yet. Brain wants to say a billion zillion
things all at once and I can't catch any of them to make
it go first."
Sara hummed and lifted the necklace to fix it around
Kim's neck, then smiled and flattened her palm over the
pendant once it was settled on her collarbone.
"That's for you, sis, to remind you I'm yours and what
I've given you. I trust you to take good care of my
heart."
Kim nodded and grinned, taking Sara's face between her
hands and giving her a kiss.
"I will totally spoil it and torture you at the same
time, because I love you and you love it."
"I know, and I love you just as much."
She kissed Kim and then turned, pulling the ring from
the case and turning to me.
"I can get away with giving you a ring. I just hope I
remembered the size right." She lifted my right hand and
slid the ring onto my middle finger, where it was loose
but still tight enough it wouldn't fall off all the
time, and she sighed with relief. "Oh good. I was
worried I'd have to get it resized."
She closed my fingers over her hand and looked at me
over our clasped hands.
"I know I should have asked you about a ring first, and
I'm sorry I didn't. Is it ok?"
I smiled and pulled her hand to my lips to kiss her
fingers.
"It's perfectly fine, love. You gave me your O. How can
I complain?"
She blinked and then burst into laughter, squeezing my
hand and kissing my fingers as I'd done hers.
"Oh my god! I didn't even think of that. Now it's even
more appropriate, and on your finger, even." She laughed
again and leaned forward to kiss me. "I love you so
much. But there's more to the ring for me than just it's
shape, mister. I know you're really into Tolkien's
stuff, so I went a bit geeky and had it engraved in
quenya. It says, "With love and devotion, I'm yours.""
I laughed and pulled her into me, kissing her and biting
at her lip, holding her gaze.
"You're brilliantly, beautifully amazing. You know
that?"
She smiled and went red, but managed to hold her eyes on
mine.
"Does that mean you like it?"
"It's perfect. I won't ever take it off. Thank you."
"Is this real ruby?" Kim asked, peering cross-eyed down
at her pendant.
"Yes, and real gold for both."
Kim set her pendant back against her chest and looked at
Sara.
"You used your trip money, didn't you?"
"Yes," Sara said after a hesitant second. "This is more
important than doing a senior trip, sis. You're more
important."
"But you've been saving for that for years, sis. I'm not
that important. You didn't have to."
"I did, because you are that important. You're that
important to me. I can save for another trip, and
probably a better one, but doing something for you, with
you, doing this... You mean more to me than an overnight
trip somewhere with a lot of horny idiots."
Kim was quiet, hand closing on the pendant and blinking.
"Now you're speechless," Sara said, leaning into Kim and
giving her a smiling kiss, and Kim nodded.
"I'ma go make your cake and spoil you, I think," she
said instead. "I don't know what to say, sis."
"Then just be happy."
"I am. I think it's fried my brain. I'm totally blaming
you for it. I think you need to be punished later. But
after we've had delicious cake!"
Sara purred and nibbled at Kim's lip.
"Are you going to leave enough room to eat your favorite
dessert?"
Kim grinned and hopped to her feet, and Cindy caught her
when she stumbled and bent over.
"I so totally failed that moment," she whined, massaging
her stiff knees. "I always have enough room left to eat
you, sis. Ooh!" She straightened and pointed at me, then
Cindy and Aaron. "That could totally be her punishment,
all of us eating her!"
She bounced and exaggerated straining when she helped
Sara and me to our feet, and she dragged us behind her
to the kitchen.
"Doesn't sound like a punishment if she'll be enjoying
it," Aaron said behind us, and Kim stuck her tongue out
over her shoulder at him.
"Hush, mister. It's totally a punishment. She broke my
brain."
"We have different understandings for what constitutes
punishment, I see."
"Yep!" She bounced to a stop in front of the stove and
peered at it, then poked buttons. "Temperature set! Now
for the mixings." She spun around and pointed both hands
at Cindy and Aaron. "I can dig in cupboards and stuff?"
"Help yourself, lover," Cindy said, settling at the
island next to Sara and me. "It shouldn't be too hard to
find what you need. We keep our kitchen organized."
"Yay! Cake bake, here I come!"
Chapter 19
"Do you want to tell her what we talked about, Kim, or
should I?" I said when she wasn't dashing around pulling
stuff from cupboards and drawers anymore.
"The teasing stuff? You tell her, Mr. Man. I might
forget something."
"You've already been planning ways to torture me?" Sara
asked, poking me in the arm. "You two are so bad."
"We can't be that bad if you've never complained about
it." I kissed her and gave her still naked breasts a
good squeeze. "We weren't discussing doing anything
really complicated, since we want you to be able to keep
track of it while you're being teased and tortured."
She purred and tried moving my hand to between her legs,
but I kept it on her breasts, playing with her nipples.
Cindy hopped her stool closer, though, and I gave her a
nod when she looked at me, pointing at herself and then
at Sara's pussy. Sara drew in a surprised breath when
Cindy wasted no time shoving a pair of fingers into her
and pulling her forward so her ass was hanging off the
stool. She kept her fingers still and just used her
thumb on her clit, working it slowly, and it took Sara a
few deep breaths to regain her focus.
"What were you thinking of doing to me? Or will I be
doing things?"
"A lot of both, but none of it involves you getting to
cum. Not for a while." I looked at Cindy and Aaron.
"Before I get to that, though, we were wondering what
you two think about doing a New Year's party here, us
five at least, and maybe a few other people we're
comfortable with."
"That would entail all involved knowing and accepting
Sara and Kim maintain a very taboo relationship with
each other," Aaron said, "and then saying nothing about
it to others. These criteria narrow the pool of
potential invitees."
"I know, hence the maybe on the other people. The only
other people I can think of that fall in that category
are Jen and Jason, but there's still some tensions with
them that need to be worked out first before I think
we'd all be ok with that."
"I'm still not happy with her," Kim said, tone clipped,
and she turned to point a mixing spoon at me. "But! She
hasn't pissed me off lately, so I think that's an
improvement, right?"
"Yes. She's trying a lot to be careful about what she
says and does so she doesn't screw up again like she
did. She wants to make amends with you, but I've told
her to wait until you're ready, and she's listened."
"She really does feel horrid about what she did, sis,"
Sara said, then gasped and fought her legs back open
when Cindy dug her thumb hard against her clit. "I swear
you're all going to kill me with teasing. My pussy's
aching so bad."
"We'll keep you hydrated, lover," Cindy said, kissing
her shoulder. "We don't want to kill you." She shifted
her attention to me, transforming her teasing of Sara to
a slow finger fuck, and Sara tilted her head back,
closing her eyes and moaning lightly. "I like the idea
of a New Year's party with you three, but I've said
already I'm trying to stay on the fence about Jen. It's
good she's trying to fix things, but I need to see she's
learned whatever lessons she needs to learn from her
mess before I can accept giving her another chance."
"Cindy's stability is my first concern," Aaron said,
nodding at her. "Having never met your friend, I'll pass
no judgment on her or her brother, but if they are
invited and things go poorly, they will not be invited
back."
I nodded and said, "She's ok with that. She'll be upset
about it, but she'll understand."
"This means party fun times?" Kim said, gripping a bowl
against her belly and turning to face us while she
mixed. "Yes yes to party?"
"This is a tentative yes," Aaron answered, looking at
her. "If it will be here, I need to see what the
community has planned. If I'm involved and can extricate
myself from it, it will be a solid."
"Hell with that, love," Cindy said, and growled.
"There's three or four people who can host. You
shouldn't have any problems getting out of it."
"I don't expect problems, but arrangements do need to be
made."
Cindy just growled again in answer and pulled her
fingers out of Sara, inciting a whimper of
disappointment, both because she stopped and because she
sucked her fingers clean herself. Cindy smiled and
kissed her.
"I figured you would want to clean my fingers, lover.
Consider that my tease for you for right now. I'll let
your pussy rest a bit before someone else takes over."
"I want you, too, hon," Sara said, reaching for Cindy.
"Let me know when I can."
Cindy was quiet, thinking, then looked at Kim and me and
said, "You'll need permission from them first, won't
you?"
"Totally granted!" Kim said, waving a mixing spoon like
a wand at Cindy. "But she's not allowed to cum, so don't
let her. We have lots of fun sexy things for her to do
first!"
"Which is why I asked about doing a New Year's party
here, because New Year's is what we agreed on for
letting Sara cum again."
Sara drew in a sharp breath and gripped my hands on her
breasts, and I knew her pussy had just clenched hard.
"I don't know if I can do that," she said, looking
between Kim and me, eyes wide. "That's... That means our
beach date... That's almost two months of no orgasms!"
"Seven weeks to the day, actually," I said, giving her
breasts a hard squeeze. "It's longer than any denial
period we've put you through before, but we know you can
do it. We also talked about how to make it easier for
you."
She whimpered and turned to me.
"I'm almost afraid to ask. What did you decide?"
"We want you to have at least ten edges every day." I
put a finger over her lips when she opened her mouth to
say something, and she nodded after a second. "You can
skip your period days, but you'll make up those edges
once it's done. We also want you to keep a daily journal
of your teasing, your fantasies, and any sexy thoughts
you might have. Kim and I would like to read it, but we
want to know if you'd be ok with that first."
"She's going to be a wreck by New Year's," from Cindy,
turning me to look at her. "Are you absolutely sure she
can handle that kind of teasing?"
"I will," Sara said before I could answer. "It's exactly
the sort of thing I told them I'd love to have them do
to me. I know I can handle it. I don't care how horny
and crazy with lust it's going to make me. I can do it
for them, no matter how hard I know it will be, and
we're all going to enjoy it."
Cindy considered her for a minute before nodding and
leaning over to kiss her.
"As long as you've all talked about it," she said,
brushing her fingers lightly over Sara's cheek. "Just
understand that the longer you go with that kind of
teasing, the harder it will get."
"I know. It's why I want it, and why they're doing it.
We want to explore my limits."
"It will definitely do that." She kissed Sara again. "I
interrupted before you could answer his question. Would
you be ok letting them read it?"
Sara smiled and looked at me, humming when I kissed her.
"I want them to know. If I can't trust them with my
naughtiest thoughts, I won't have anyone to explore them
with."
"And we're all about the exploitations and sexy times,"
Kim said, holding up her mixing spoon and licking it,
wiggling her eyebrows at us. "She even said she'd love
to be teased all day by all of us, for, like, a week
straight, and not be allowed to cum at the end."
"Maybe not for that long," Sara said, going red. "But I
think at least a day or two of that would be amazing. My
pussy would be so mad with me, but it would hurt so
good."
"That's a fantasy you may regret if it comes true,"
Aaron said, glancing at a confused Kim standing in front
of the open oven. "You didn't start the heat timer.
Upper right corner of the panel. It will be seven
minutes to reach temp."
"I feel dumb," Kim said, doing her Eeyore voice when she
pushed the start button. "That's totally seven minutes
more we'll have to wait for cake! It's the end of the
world!"
"As we know it, anyway," Cindy said, and gestured her
toward Sara. "You can spoil your dessert by eating your
dessert while you wait. Get over here, lover girl."
"You're so smart! That is totally the best way to wait!"
Kim squee'd and shuffled around the island, and I spun
Sara on her stool, Kim eagerly kneeling in front of her
and latching her mouth onto her pussy. Cindy muffled her
with a kiss, and we spent the rest of the night teasing
and using Sara when we weren't taking time to eat Kim's
cake.
To be continued?
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real
life" can look forward to many unproductive years
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their
local prison system.
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