Bab 1729: @3
"What were you two doing?" My mother asked me from the door of the pool house.
"Not what you think we were doing." To my utter disappointment that was true.
"Then what where you doing?"
"Just talking."
"About what?"
"About the women I've been with."
"Women? What women? I don't send you to that school for you to get one of the local girls pregnant."
"And so far I haven't."
"Why would you talk about that with your sister of all people?"
"Because I need advice and I sure can't talk to you about it."
"Watch your mouth, young man."
"Anyway, we done? You got the tux, it's late, and I need to ... ahem, take care of something." I said while making a jerking off gesture with my hand.
She slapped my hand to the side and tried to up her scowl to eleven. See, this is the problem when you punish someone to the max almost all the time. Then you can't scare them anymore.
"Exactly what sort of advice do you need?"
"Mom, get out." I said as I sat on my bed and looked down at my phone. I had long ago stopped caring if my mother knew I had this or not. So long as she wasn't paying for it, she had no right to ask me about it and I let her know that. Silent mode. Call volume all the way down. Record call. Contacts, send.
"No. This is my house." she replied.
"And I'm just a guest?"
"Tell me what advice you need."
"And right afterwards you're going to call Terri and see if I'm telling the truth."
"I might if I think you're lying."
"You wouldn't understand."
"I may be your mother but I was once a young woman like your sister."
"As true as that may be, you already have a low enough opinion of me."
"I'll try to be understanding."
"Ok. Well, see, there's this girl that I like but she's not interested. However, there are these other two girls and they are interested. So I held a kind of contest to see which one would win me."
"What sort of contest?"
"A sex contest. We all had sex together. And I was supposed to pick the one I liked more. Only now I'm confused. I can't decide. I guess I'm starting to think I care about both of them. Would it really be wrong to ask them to both be my girlfriend?"
"And if I get your sister on the phone she'll tell me that that's what you two were talking about?"
"See mom! This is why I didn't want to talk to you. You said you'd give me advice but then forget all about that and ..."
"Advice, don't fuck around and accidentally get a girl pregnant."
"Yeah, I know that much."
"No, you can't have a menage a trois in place of a steady girlfriend. You're acting like a misogynistic chauvinist just suggesting it. You should apologize to both girls and tell them that it's over. Then you should focus on your school work because you're already behind."
"Not my fault and you know it."
"You shouldn't even be dating right now. That's why we sent you to an all boys school."
"Well, maybe if I dated you'd stop thinking that me and my sister were having sex all the time. Jeez, Mom. It was one little thing that you caught us doing and you just had to blow it all way out of proportion."
"That was not just one little thing."
"Please. All it was, was a kiss. Come on."
"You were naked."
"So what? There are towns in Russia where everyone is naked all the time, from the little kids to the old grandparents."
"This isn't Russia."
"Yeah, but Mom, just because Terri and I happened to be naked in front of each other, that does not equate to us wanting to have sex. You just started jumping to all kinds of wild conclusions. And besides, that was years ago, now. Years Mom."
"I didn't raise you two to be nudists."
"Maybe not but I don't have a problem being naked in front of people. It doesn't bother me."
"And that's what they teach you at that school?"
"Wow. You just have to bring the conversation to any place other than you admitting you were wrong."
"I'm bringing the conversation to a place it needs to go so that I can help you and your sister not make a bad decision. And from the sounds of things, we should have had the sex talk a long time ago. Maybe if we had you wouldn't be putting those poor girls through something like that."
"They're not girls, mom. They're women. One of them is even married."
"You're telling me that you slept with a married woman?"
"Yes. I've slept with more than one married woman."
"You should know better than that."
"Yeah, but see, they don't teach us better than that at an all boys school. So when the married ladies come round looking for some action, I don't know what to say but to give them what they want."
"You say no. See. It's easy."
"The point, mom is that they were adults, not girls. And news flash, I'm an adult, not a little kid."
"As you keep reminding me."
"Yeah, cause you need to be reminded. And your advice is to just pretend I'm ten years old and have no interest in sex. Well, guess what, I do have an interest in sex. And I do find it hard to say no."
"That's just hormones talking."
"Yeah, and they're talking pretty damn loud."
"And you felt the need to discuss this with your sister."
"The funny thing is, her advice was pretty much the same as yours just now. You women just don't understand men at all."
"I guess I'm happy she was trying to talk some sense into you."
"I'm just happy I didn't have to argue with both of you at the same time."
"Oh, get used to that if you plan on dating two women."
She wasn't happy with me but she was satisfied with getting the last word. After she left I looked down at my phone and ended the call that I'd started. I pulled the recording of the call, and sent the audio file to Terri.
"Did you get all that?" I texted her.
"Mom's calling me now." she replied.
Let her call. Let her call all she wanted. And to add to it, I was going to start sleeping naked. Maybe then she'd learn to knock instead of just barging in every damn morning.
...
I had been keeping track of the days. So far, there didn't seem to be a pattern in the number of days between each threesome. Some how I had started to think that if there was a predictable schedule to it, then I could prepare myself. But no schedule I could see was emerging.
On Monday I called my new lawyer again to find out if there was any update on my inheritance situation. Yes, I did care about the money. It's money so of course I cared about it. But more than that, I wanted something else. I was sort of thinking that maybe once I got the full inheritance then the curse would be lifted. But then it seemed to me that my logic on that was all wrong. So my next move was to gain access to those safety deposit boxes and see if there were any documents left by my uncle John that explained any of this. Maybe a diary, or letter, or photos. Something.
So far, there wasn't much of an update other than the lawyer being super positive about it all. She was almost certain that the money would be mine, but there were proper checks to make sure about. Banks just don't let you roll up and demand money in another person's account without double checking your story. And even though I didn't tell anyone about anything, and to my knowledge neither did anyone in my family, word somehow got out to our distant relatives about me getting something more than what was publicly announced and now more lawyers were trying to muscle in and make claims on cash they weren't sure even really existed or not. But they sure seemed certain that if I got even one penny more than their clients, they would sue unless I shared.
Was I going to share? No. Not that I was being greedy, mind. I would have been happy to share if anyone of them had come to my defense when my mother was treating me like the plague. I might even share now if any of them could do something to keep me from being paranoid whenever I hear a door close. But all things considered, I was not going to share and them sending their lawyers after me just pissed me off. I guess they couldn't be bothered to come and talk to me themselves. They had to hide behind a lawyer threatening to take me to court. So much for being friendly about it.
For the rest of the day I thought about what I might actually buy with all that money. I looked up how much it might cost to buy a restaurant that had fajitas on the menu and discovered that I didn't have nearly enough for something like that. Plus there was the fact that I didn't know anything about the restaurant business.
On Wednesday, the lawyer came to get me from work and we had a meeting with a lady from one of the banks. I forced myself not to be nervous when I found myself inside a room with them and the door closed. It turned out that the way uncle John had set everything up was really complicated. There was money. That part was very true. It was difficult to know exactly how much money since most of it wasn't liquid. Everything was locked up in assets that were not easily sold or transferred. For some things it was difficult to know exactly how much it was worth without doing an appraisal. Uncle John went through a lot of trouble to make sure this money would be mine and no one else's.
The other weird thing, and I can't claim to understand all of this fully, but the other weird thing was that the way all of this was set up, this wasn't an inheritance at all. Technically, all of this was already mine before my uncle had even died. So now there were IRS forms to fill out and mandatory statements that had to be made. Good Grief! But all of this would have been even more complicated had Uncle John died before I turned 18. Then my parents would have to be in on all of this as well.
"Does this mean I can go look inside one of these safety deposit boxes?" I asked.
"Not yet." the banker said. "The judge has to sign off on this."
"If the money's already mine then why does a judge have anything to do with it."
"Your relatives have filed a motion to freeze all your assets until they get a full accounting. I have to get her to throw their suit out before we can move forward." the lawyer said. "Their lawyer knows they don't have a leg to stand on with this, which is why they're also suing for reimbursement for debts they claim your uncle owed them. They're hoping to scare you but I can tell you right now, none of this is going to hold up."
"Wait, that's not going to affect my pay from my job, is it?"
"Theoretically it could but I won't let it get that far."
Well, ok. That was good to know, I guess.
On the way out of the meeting I stopped by the other lawyer's office, just to say hi. She gave me a really, really big smile.
"John. Always good to see you." she said.
"Wow. You look happy. Win a case?"
"Actually, my husband and I ... we just ... close the door."
"What?"
"Relax. Close the door. I don't want Julie hearing."
Click. Man this better not turn around on me.
"My husband and I have just been able to reconnect a lot recently." she said once we were in private.
"I'm glad."
"It's so funny. I had been thinking of divorce, not as a serious thing, just an option in the back of my mind but now I see that it was really just so stupid. I'm not leaving my husband. I love him more than anyone except my children. I guess it took a little indiscretion for me to be able to see that but now that I do, I'm just so happy to be so lucky as to have him. For that at least, I thank you."
"Well, I'm happy I could help."
"Don't be like that. You will always have a friend in this law office, you hear me. And even Julie is coming round to a positive place of being."
"Is that so?"
"She even told me ..." giggle "She even told me that her and her husband have started to experiment with peeing on each other. She says she loves it."
"What? Really?"
The lawyer nodded as she laughed.
"Well, I guess I'm happy for her so long as she isn't peeing on me."
The rest of the week was largely unremarkable. I kept my head down, I did my job, and I didn't even think of going on a date or anything. Any woman could be the next one to set off another round of whatever was happening to me. On top of that, my sister seemed to be angry with me. She wasn't talking to me as much and after I'd text her, she'd only respond with 'k' several hours later.
Logically I shouldn't be scared of anything. Even if some kind of magic thing was going on, it didn't hurt me. I could even think of a way to use it to my advantage financially. Yet, every door that closed was giving me the creeps. Every woman that looked my way freaked me out. I often felt like I wanted to hide or run or just do something other than just let it happen again.
On Friday evening my father was the one to pick me up from work. I wished my boss a good weekend as I left and then my dad took me to meet up with everyone at the movie theater. One of the new big blockbusters was coming out and we were going to see it as a family. When we all sat down, it was my little sister on one side of me and my mother on the other side, with Terri seemingly no where near us.
Bad line delivery. Contrived, plot hole ridden story that was so boring not even the multiple explosions per minute could keep it interesting. Weird editing. References to previous movies I hadn't seen and set up for future movies I had no intention of seeing. Well, that was a whole big waste of time.
After the movie, we all went to a very up scale restaurant where each meal was well over $100 a person. My mother was horrified by the prices in the menu but my father was beaming with delight.
"Ok. I have big news for everyone." he said and then he began to explain about a big gathering that we were all going to be able to attend. One of the actresses from the movie we'd just seen was going to be there. I personally didn't see the big deal. Why should I be star struck when I have much bigger problems to deal with? But that wasn't all. The governor of New York was going to be there as well as the Vice President and the queen of some such country somewhere.
Wonderful. It would be just my luck that I'd have to service the VP's wife and the old ugly queen as part of the curse before the night was through. Shutter to think.
"I don't supposed I could just stay home, could I?" I asked.
"Son, this would be so good for you. You have to start applying to colleges next year and a recommendation from ..." Blah, Blah, Blah. I didn't care. He mentioned Ivy league and all that but I already knew I didn't have what those schools were looking for unless they only thing they considered was money. Besides, didn't you have to be gay or transgendered to get into an Ivy league school these days? It didn't matter anyway. I was probably just going to go to school with Terri if I could. That is, if she'd still have me.
On the way home, I was informed of some such thing happening way out in the middle of the nearby national forest. My father asked me for the favor of spending the night all the way out there.
"Camping?" I asked. "We've never gone camping."
"It's just one night and you'll actually be in a temp building."
"Why again?"
"Someone has to live on the property for a certain number of ..." he tried to explain it to me but it was going in one ear and out the other. I didn't understand any of it. It had something to do with residency requirements for a local ordinance something or maybe special district something. I don't know. It seemed sort of shady but my father assured me that it was all very legal; just so long as the local authorities didn't take too long a look at their paperwork. It was to help get something passed that the president's party needed in order to keep the Republicans from something something. Man I hate politics. I only had to stay out there for one night and I could come home on Sunday.
This was great. A nice secluded place where I could be all alone. And I knew just who I wanted to be alone with.
"See, it's perfect." I said to Terri on the phone after I explained what was going to happen.
"I can't." she said.
"Why not?"
"I'm busy tomorrow. And besides I'm ... at the time of the month."
"Oh. Ok." I was disappointed but I was going to try and stay upbeat. "Another time."
"And hey, don't worry."
"About what?" I asked.
"You know I'm not going to do anything with the guy."
"What guy?"
"Didn't Denise tell you.? I have to go on this date with this guy. But don't worry. I'm on my period so you know I won't do anything."
"A date?" I felt my own blood drain from my head.
"It's just to keep up appearances. Ok. Don't get jealous."
"I'm not. I just wasn't expecting ..."
"And hey, try not to have any more threesomes for a while please."
"Yeah, yeah, Har, har."
"If you're in a situation where you think you can't leave, just call me and I'll come get you."
The next day, when my father's friend drove me out to what was really a camper trailer, I noticed that it really was just way far out. We were at least fifty miles from the next nearest living person, probably more like a hundred.
"What's this for again?" I asked.
The old man who dropped me off avoided the question. "Just don't worry about that right now. Relax and have fun. You can cook whatever you want in the fridge. Cell service out here isn't great but there's wifi and tv."
When he opened the door for me, I discovered that this was basically someone's house.
"Who lives here?"
"A couple of different people on and off but neither of them can come this weekend."
"It feels weird sleeping in someone else's bed."
"You can have the sofa if you want or pitch a tent outside. Your choice. The only thing is don't go walking off too far. And tonight, have the lights on for a little bit."
"Why?"
"Well, it probably won't happen, but just in case someone comes by to see if anyone is actually living here, we don't want them to have to go all the way up to the door and start asking for names."
"Should I be worried about bears or anything?"
"No. Not here. But of course if you see any kinds of wild animals you think might be dangerous, stay inside and call for help."
"Is it really a good idea to leave me all the way out here with no car, though?"
"Relax. It'll be perfectly safe. Someone will be round tomorrow to get you. No sweat."
No sweat for him. Plenty of sweat for me when I discovered that the little air conditioner only half worked.
The old man drove away and I was left alone to entertain myself. I got on the wifi and texted Terri. No answer. Fine. Whatever.
I walked the perimeter of the property to get a better idea of where I was. That didn't kill nearly as much time as I thought it might. Ok, back to the trailer. There were dvds to watch and one looked kind of interesting. It was some kind of sword and sandal adventure film with nearly no dialogue. Most of it was sweeping landscape shots set to beautiful music and you had to just watch what the characters were doing and see their facial expressions to know what was going on.
Next up was a box set of a tv show about supposedly peaceful space explorers who tended to get into a lot of laser battles with aliens they met. Not that I'd ever take the side of an alien over a human but it seemed to me the people in charge of that ship needed to do some deep introspection to find out why they keep turning others hostile to them.
As the sun went down I heard the various insects outside start to make more and more noise. I hoped the mosquitoes didn't have a way in.
I was checking the window to make sure it was shut tight when I saw a car drive up right as it started to drizzle rain. The person in the car didn't get out right away and I thought they might just drive away. But then the driver did get out and I saw that she was a woman. She ran up to the door and started knocking.
I didn't want to be an asshole and force her to stand in the rain so when I opened the door, I let her come all the way into the trailer. She was a beautiful college aged woman with straight blonde hair, blue eyes, and the face of a magazine model. The slight wetness in her clothes made them heavy and hang on her body and that let me know she had the figure of a model as well. A swimsuit model not one of those super thin, sunken eye models that looked like they were about to pass out and die from a drug overdose.
"Thanks." she said.
"Welcome. What can I do for you?"
"You're John?"
"That's me."
"Gloria. Nice to meet you."
"Same. Should I have been expecting you?"
"I think there was some sort of miscommunication about the schedule. So it looks like we'll both be here tonight."
"Oh. Ok. Well, I got this if you need to be somewhere."
"I'm already here. Seeing as how I have to drive you home tomorrow, you don't mind if I stay, do you?"
"No. I'm fine." In fact I was not fine. I was very keen on the fact that the door was not fully closed yet. I was suspicious. My attention was at full alert.
However, it proved to be a false alarm. Gloria was very friendly and though she was sharing the limited space with me, she didn't impose and even cooked me dinner. You can't ask for more than that.
"Where do you go to school?" she asked.
I told her the name of my school and she obviously hadn't heard of it. It occurred to me that she might have even confused it with a college instead of a high school. Then she told me the name of her school and it got my attention.
"That's where my sister goes." I said.
"Really? What's her name? Maybe I know her."
"Terri Ferris."
"Doesn't ring a bell. More rice?"
"No, I'm stuffed."
"Does your sister like L- University?"
"Pretty well. I think she likes the parties at least."
"Yeah, we do have a lot of those."
"I was at one myself not long ago. Music was too loud for my tastes."
She cocked her head to the side. "You don't happen to know a girl named Mao, do you?"
"Mao. Um ..." clear throat; "Ahem ... I might have had someone introduce me to someone with that name."
"Wait. You're the guy?"
"What guy?"
She leaned closer over the small table we were sharing. "You really don't know what I'm talking about?"
"Not sure. What are you talking about?"
"Do you have Mao's phone number?"
"Um ... yes." I answered cautiously.
"Then you should call her."
"Why?"
"Just call her."
"Is it for something good or something bad?"
"Well now, that I'm not sure."
"Why not?"
"Just call her."
"What does she want?"
"Come on, think. A girl wants you to call her. What do you think she wants? And a guy like you would be lucky to have her, unless you've already got a girlfriend."
"She wants to be my girlfriend?"
"If she doesn't than she's an idiot."
"Why?"
"She's totally in love with you."
"Me?"
"She keeps asking around if anyone knows you."
"She has my number. She can just call me."
"I don't know. Maybe she lost it."
Yeah, or maybe she was trying to research me behind my back instead of just asking me. This smelled like trouble. If history has taught me anything, it's that girls I sleep with don't want to be my girlfriend. This was outside the pattern. I was going to have to be careful.
The rain started to come down really hard. It was so hard that it drowned out the sound of ... whatever her name was washing the dishes. I looked over at her as she worked and searched my memory. She had told me her name. I remembered that she had told me her name but I just couldn't remember it.
Flash ... flash, flash. Boom. Crack. Roll.
The girl jumped with fright and then rain started coming down even harder than before. I knew there was little chance of us getting struck by lightning with all these tall trees around us but I was worried that the force of the rain and the wind was going to turn this camper into a leaky mess.
Flicker, flicker, flick ... out.
The lights got cut off and we were in the dark. She stood by the sink out of the way as I moved about the camper getting the flashlights and lanterns assembled. The guy that dropped me off had pointed that stuff out to me but I had honestly not thought I'd have to use it.
"You ok?" I asked her as I gave her a light.
"I'll be fine. How are you?"
I shrugged. "Par for the course. It's just my luck."
Flash. Bang.
She jumped right into my arms.
"Don't worry. Don't worry." I said. "This camper is the last thing lightning wants to hit around here. It's just a freak storm. It'll pass in a couple of hours."
"I never should have agreed to come out here."
"You and me both."
Right as we were going to go over to the sofa or bed to sit down instead of just standing in the middle of the place, we saw headlights from a vehicle drive up. The sheets of rain made the windows more translucent than transparent but it was clear enough that there was a car out there.
"Expecting anyone?" I asked.
She shook her head negative.
"Ok. Well, I'll let you talk to them." I said.
"Me? Why me?"
"Isn't this your gig? If that's the police or someone I don't know what to say."
"I'm only here because Terri ... Oh."
"Terri? Terri what?"
"Terri asked me to come out here and keep you company."
"So you lied."
"I'm sorry, I just ..."
"Fine. Hang back. I'll see what they want if they come up and knock."
We didn't have to wait long. Someone got out of the vehicle and ran up to the door. I got it open for them before they even had to knock and I was yelling for them to just hurry and come inside instead of getting all wet.
I knew. As soon as I saw her, I knew. And I also knew there was no point in fighting it either.
"Thank you so much." the woman from the car said. She was a red head wearing a fake flannel shirt that was tied in front of her trim belly like that country girl from the Dukes of Hazard. She was also wearing very high cut blue jeans shorts that let you get a glimpse of her underwear underneath.
"Believe me, it's ok." I said since I knew perfectly well the full extent that she was going to thank me.
"I just can't believe it." she said. Her accent was giving it away that she wasn't from around here. "I was just driving and then like, I got lost. This storm came up on me and I had no idea what to do."
Well, it was at least a more honest story than I'd gotten from the other one. Now my question was which one of them was going to lock the door. The door would have to be locked. I knew it. I just knew it. Even with not another soul around for at least a hundred miles, maybe more with the storm in mind, the door was still going to have to be locked.
The blonde offered the redhead a towel and then the three of us went to the bed and sofa area to huddle through the storm. I can't say I was really listening so I certainly wasn't bothered by the noise but the blonde got up and went to the door to lock it on the excuse that it was rattling.
Click. And it starts. What were their reasons going to be this time; I wondered.
"I really just can't thank you enough for letting me come out of that bad weather."
"Oh, but I'm guessing you've already got something in mind." I said as she leaned over towards me to hug me and in doing so started to feel my body. You're move, blonde girl. As for me, I was getting my phone out to see if I could get a text or a call off to my sister. No service. I took a screen shot of that to prove my case to her later.
"You know, Terri actually gave me very specific instructions for when I came here."
"You don't say." I answered. "And what was that?"
"She wanted me to pretend to come onto you and see what you'd do. Something about helping you get a girlfriend."
The redhead was fiddling with my pants as she tried to get my dick out. She had no modesty about it at all when she finally got it out and just went down and started sucking on it.
"By the way, I'm going to need contact details for both of you." I said.
"She did not tell me your cock was that big, though." the blonde said as she ignored my statement.
"How would she ever know, being my sister and all."
"Good point."
It was easy to keep incest a secret when not having incest was so strongly in the norm.
There wasn't any place the blonde could go to give me privacy with the redhead. She said as much and then said she might as well join. Of course she would. And I bet if I went over to that door I'd have a very hard time opening it. I hoped that also meant the rain would have a hard time getting in here.
Even with the lights off, my phone still had a charge. Snap. I started taking pictures of them as they took turns sucking my dick. I was going to make sure to show them to Terri. Maybe then she'd believe me. Seriously, the blonde was here because Terri sent her here but the redhead was only here by chance and Terri would have to be able to see that.
Oh, and now they were getting naked. The girls were making out with each other and licking each other's breasts. Yep, seen all this before. I corralled them to get on the bed and they happily started to sixty nine.
Snap, snap, snap.
"What was your name again?" I asked the blonde as I switched over to my contacts app to start inputting their information.
"Gloria." the blonde said.
"I'm sorry, y'all." the redhead said. "I didn't introduce myself. I'm Candy."
Of course she was. What other name could she possibly have? "I'm John." I said.
The redhead looked up from the pussy she was licking. "Nice to meet you."
Yeah, she says that now. When this was all over, I already knew she'd avoid me like the plague.
After getting phone numbers, email, facebook and twitter and all that; I just sat by the bed and watched. There was no hurry and I didn't feel like being trapped in the middle of this rain with two women who didn't want to look at me. I was going to see how long I could make the curse last.
"Hey." the blonde said. "I want some dick. You don't mind, do you?"
"Mind. Heavens no. Come here and get it."
Snap, snap, snap. I watched her as she pushed me to the bed and got on top of me. She was beautiful. She was leaning away from me as she rode on my dick and the redhead was there licking her pussy and the shaft of my dick as she went up and down on me.
I started to wonder why it was always two. Not three women or four but two. Was there meaning in that or was I grasping at straws? I wondered what would happen if I arranged to have sex with more than two women at the same time. Maybe that would break the cycle. Probably not though.
"Question." I said. "Have either of you ever been with a woman before?"
They both told me no.
"Threesome?"
Again the answer was no but the redhead added a little more. "Only man I've ever been with is my husband."
"You're married?" the blonde asked.
"I got married young. I remember it so well. We were so in love."
"Magic's already gone?" I asked.
"No. I love my husband. Of course I do."
"Then why do this with me?"
"Well ... He was with two women before me so I reckon this is fair. Only I get to be with two at the same time. Lucky me."
"You're going to tell him?"
"Sure. I'm not ashamed of what I'm doing."
"Do you have a boyfriend or anything?" I asked the one riding my dick.
"Not right now."
"How many men you been with?" the redhead asked.
"Four. But this has to be the best dick ever."
"Well, stop hogging it and let me have some."
I got a few pictures of the country girl fucking me and then I put my phone to the side. Watching the blonde suck on the redhead's nipples was going to make me cum faster than I wanted to so the less light, the better.
Eventually, I got tired of being on my back and I wanted up. I made the redhead and the blonde both bend over the bed with their feet on the floor. Then I took turns going from one to the other and back again. Each time I pulled out, there was a sound of disappointment that I hadn't cum in her yet. Doing this was actually allowing me to last longer than I might normally last. I could feel an orgasm building up but I wanted to hold off.
I was in the blonde and I was right up to the edge of being able to hold it. Then I pulled out and kept myself in check.
"Come on. Stop teasing us."
"I need to pee." I said.
Then I heard something that just made my jaw drop.
"Just pee inside me."
"What? NO."
"Pee on me too." the redhead said.
"Why?"
"Please. It would be so much fun."
"No. That's gross."
"Come on. You have to pee anyway, just use us for target practice."
"No. Ok. Just no."
I fumbled from the bed and went to the bathroom. I held the lantern with one hand and my cock with the other, trying to aim correctly. Ok. That was good. And I hoped it would help me hold off an eventual orgasm for a bit longer.
When I came back to the bed, the two women were rubbing their pussies together to try and get each other off. I was just going to let them continue that but they pulled me over and the next thing I knew I was on top of the redhead and her legs were around me.
Almost as soon as I entered her, I had the feeling again of wanting to cum. I wasn't going to be able to hold it off. It was going to happen. Then I got an idea. What would happen if I didn't cum in side of her? What would happen if I pulled out? Would that count or would I have to keep having sex until I filled their pussy with my semen? Would cumming in their ass count, now that I was asking? Would they even let me fuck them in the ass?
"Say, either of you ever done anal?"
They both told me no, and I suggested we try it. There was no objection so I guessed that was now on the menu.
The only problem was that right then, I was going to cum. I tried to pull out. I did. I tried to remove my dick from the redhead's pussy. But it wouldn't budge. I tried. I really did. But I didn't have the strength to counter whatever force was keeping me in there.
"He's cumming in me." the redhead hollered out as her own orgasm seemed to come to her.
After that, all of the frantic fucking and pumping calmed down. After I got my wind back, I knew the blonde wanted her turn as she replaced the redhead who looked like she was tripping on some kind of drug. Not that I'd know what that looked like, but that's how I imagined it might be. Instead of getting on top of the blonde, I laid down by her side and she turned her back to me. She lifted her leg and I entered her. The two women were then able to make out and other stuff while I went in and out of my sister's friend. This would actually be very relaxing if not for the rain pounding away at the roof. I gave half a thought to trying to go to sleep and seeing what that would do to this whole thing. The only issue with that was that I wasn't tired in the least.
Slowly and gently the minutes passed. Five became ten and then ten became twenty.
"Do you want to try and put it in my ass now?" the blonde asked me.
The thought was interesting but I actually wasn't sure I really wanted to. Perhaps it might be best to try that with my sister first before I did that with a woman I'd just met. Sure, I was fucking her but I knew I had no choice in that and I figured I'd have to just accept that it was clean enough. Her ass, well, I just wasn't sure about it.
I didn't answer. I just kept fucking her as the redhead leaned over the blonde so she could kiss me. I eventually found myself halfway on top of the blonde, with her leg cocked up to the side and her belly down on the bed. I'd made this last as long as I could. I didn't think I could hold off any longer.
Just as an experiment, I tried to pull out at the last moment. I got the same results as before. I was physically incapable of getting free until I release my semen into her.
After that, I found that I got tired really fast. Let me sleep. Every muscle in my body lost all their power. After cumming, I didn't even bother to try and pull out, even though I knew she'd be upset about me fucking her in just a few seconds. I rested my body on top of hers.
Flash. Boom. Roll. Crack.
The lightning must have hit very close by us and we were all startled.
It wasn't easy to see faces with such little light but I did see the redhead get off the bed and get her clothes back on. Then she sat on the little sofa and started rocking her body back and forth. Yeah, it figured. What time was it? All that sex hadn't taken up nearly as much time as I would have liked. Some might even say the night was still young.
I waited until the blonde asked me to get up to move. I really wanted to just lay in the bed but I figured if the redhead was getting dressed then I should get dressed too. That prompted the blonde to get dressed.
There was silence from us. I laid in bed and nearly nodded off as the two women sat next to each other on the sofa. The rain continued to beat away at the trailer.
"How old are you?" the redhead suddenly asked me.
"18."
"Good. At least that's good."
"If you're worried that you're going to get in trouble or that I'm going to tell your husband, don't. Relax. I'll keep it a secret so long as you do."
"Thank you. I don't know what I was thinking coming in here and doing that to you."
"It wasn't like I was resisting."
"And in front of your girlfriend and all. I just can't ... I'm so sorry. For both of you. I am. I mean it."
"It's ok." the blonde said. "You didn't make me do anything I didn't want to do. And he's not my boyfriend."
"He's not?"
"I just met him today. I'm a friend of his sister. And actually, I sort of have a guy that I'm dating. He's not my boyfriend yet but ..."
"You're having sex with him." the redhead filled in.
You know, I might have had an opening here. I wanted to at least try.
"What would you say if I asked you to go on a date with me?"
The blonde answered without hesitation. "I'd tell you no."
"Why?"
"I don't know. I mean, you're still in high school, right?"
"So what?"
"You're Terri's brother and that would just be wrong."
"Why?"
"It just would be."
"I mean, I understand why she wouldn't date me. She's married and probably loves her husband very much, but you're single."
"I ... I just ... I don't feel that way about you. I'm sorry. Please accept that answer."
"What if I asked you to just be my friend?"
"I mean ... that could be ok. I don't dislike you or anything. You're just not boyfriend material."
"Boyfriend material? What does that mean?"
"I don't know. I can't explain it."
"Ok, how about you just pretend to be my girlfriend. Not for real, just pretend."
"Why?"
"To fool my sister."
Flash, flash. BABOOM!
"You're sure this thing isn't going to get struck by lightning?" the redhead asked.
"Pretty sure." Actually, I wasn't really that sure but there was no use in frightening her.
"I don't know why I drove all the way out here. I should have just gone home."
"But you're out here now. The safest thing to do is stay here, get some sleep and maybe in the morning the storm will have passed."
The women got into the bed and I was going to sleep on the sofa, even as uncomfortable as it was. However, the ladies called me over.
"You can come share with us." one of them said.
"That's ok?"
"We've already had sex."
I wasn't going to argue with that logic. We all snuggled together in bed and tried to let sleep take us but the sound of the rain was making it difficult.
"Say, I don't mean to be an asshole. This is just a hypothetical but what would either of you say if I asked for a blow job?"
"Which one of us are you asking?" the redhead replied.
"You or her. Either."
"I'd do it." she said.
"Me too." said the blonde as she backed up her words with actions by reaching for my dick which was starting to get hard again.Wait, so you won't date me but you'll blow me."
"Sure. I guess ... I've already done it and I'm already still here so it's ok."
"What about later?"
"I don't know. You'll have to ask me later."
"Well, maybe I'll go ahead and do that. For now, we should just get some sleep."
"No, no." the redhead said. "You already started it." she announced as she unzipped my pants.
Well, how about that. I discovered another weird little kink in the curse. I wondered what this meant.
"And just so you know, I'm not gay or nothing but if you want me to go down on you, I'm ok with that." the redhead said to the blonde when the other came to help her suck me.
"Same to you." the blonde said and then they started kissing with the dick mixed in.
Before long we were all naked again and I was doing the redhead doggy style while she was licking the blonde. She was so wet I could hardly believe it. Then they swapped places and the blonde was equally wet. What was going on? I was on high alert for piss.
We went round and round a few times, with doggy style and cowgirl. I was starting to worry that I wouldn't be able to cum and then we'd be trapped in there. Well, not that we were in a hurry to leave with the weather like it was. Eventually, each of the women had an orgasm and I had to do the thing where I started cumming in one and finished cumming in the other because I didn't think I had another on in me after that. At the end, instead of freaking out, they both just laid with me in the bed and we found our way to sleep in each other's arms.
The next morning, the lights were still off but the water and the gas worked so after showers, we all ate breakfast together.
My real ride back to civilization arrived not long after sunrise since, according to him, my family had been worried sick about me. The guy was very surprised to find me with two women.
After a quick check of the grounds, the guy asked the ladies to follow him out to the main road and we could all part ways there.
...
Once I was back at home everyone, even my younger sister Denise, was acting like they really were concerned for my safety.
When I was back in the pool house Terri brought me fajitas.
"What's that for?"
"Why does it have to be for something?"
"Don't know. But I'm starting to wonder about you lately."
"Don't be like that. We already agreed, you and me forever. Remember?"
"I remember. Has your little friend reported in yet?"
"Gloria told you I put her up to it?"
"Oh, and how was your date by the way?"
"I didn't go. The weather was too bad. And you know, you should have just gotten Gloria to drive you out of there."
"With trees falling and getting struck by lightning? No thanks."
"So, did anything happen?"
"I can show you the pictures if you want."
"You're lying. She wouldn't."
I just shrugged. I pulled out my phone and let her see.
"That bitch. I specifically told her not to do that. And who is she?"
"The redhead. Candy. I don't know her. She just showed up out of the blue."
"Why?"
"Because stuff like this is not normal and I keep telling you that."
"What do you mean by not normal?"
"Does this look normal to you? Again and again this happens. I asked you to help me stop it and instead you set me up to have to do it again."
"I told her not to do that."
"I don't doubt you. But she didn't have a choice and neither did I. And now you're going to ask me why I didn't have a choice and I won't be able to tell you so forget it. Just know that I didn't have a choice."
"And you honestly think that getting married will stop it?"
"I at least want to try."
"Well, this has to go down as the strangest way to propose to a girl."
"I wouldn't be asking at all if I didn't love you, though."
"But, if we get married, I don't want to have to keep it a secret. I'd want people to see, to know. I can't stand the idea of it all really just being a lie. I'd want my white dress. I'd want it to be in a church. I'd want everything that's part of a normal wedding. But if I marry you, I can't have that or we'd go to jail."
"Can't you just be happy having me in a marriage for life? That's what really about, not the wedding."
"I know but I'm a girl. I want a wedding. And after we're married, I can't have my husband sleeping around behind my back. Can you promise me the threesomes will stop if we get married?"
"Promise? Not truthfully. I hope they do."
"John, that's not good enough for me."
"So, you're breaking up with me?"
"No, but can't you find a way so that I don't have to share you with so many other women?"
After I ate, me and my sister were talking about a rather benign subject when our mother came to sit with us.
"Are you two doing ok?" our mother asked.
"Not what you think we're doing." my sister and I said in unison.
Then I added. "Hey, mom, a guy came into the coffee shop a few days ago and said I looked the part of some play he was casting. What do you think?"
"What play?"
"I don't know. I didn't get the details. But what do you think? Could I be an actor?"
"I hear acting is a tough business but if you want to try for it, I'll support you."
"And me too." Terri said.
"Actually, I wanted to talk to you about that. The guy said he needed to cast a woman too and I was thinking of mentioning you."
"Really?"
"Yeah. Why not? The only thing is ... um ... Ok, see like, the play is about a guy who gets married and but then starts dating this other girl on the side."
"I'm not sure you want to be in a play like that." my sister said.
"And you want to suggest your sister for that?" my mother asked.
"Not for the girl the guy has a romance with. The other one. The one he has to marry on stage."
At that moment my sister figured out what I was really trying to say but of course our mother was still in the dark.
"I don't think any director would cast siblings to pretend to get married on stage." my mother said.
"Would we have to act out the honeymoon?" my sister asked.
"No. We just share a short kiss and if we get the angle right we won't even have to touch lips."
"I still don't think it's a good idea." my mother said.
"Well, I'm going to go to the audition. Maybe I'll get lucky."
"Yeah, and it sounds like something I might be interested in. I'll go with you." my sister said. "As long as the director doesn't want us to actually kiss, I think it should be fine."
"I don't want either of you to say I don't support you in your endeavors but I think you'll both be disappointed if you think anyone will cast siblings, actors in a play or not, as anything romantic. They won't do it."
"If they don't then they don't but I'm going to audition. I can call the guy tomorrow and ask for a script to get ready."
"Get me one too. And you know, if it's only a very short kiss and you keep your tongue to yourself, I guess I could tolerate kissing you."
"Gee, thanks. Not like I want to kiss your ugly face."
"John. Don't call your sister ugly."
"Sorry," I said.
After my sister left and my mother gave me peace I decided to make a few phone calls and test something.
"Hello. Mao?"
"Yes."
"This is John. Remember me?"
"Um ... Not sure. English class?"
"Party with Jennifer."
"Oh! Right. Ok. John. What do you need?"
"I just wanted to ask you something."
"What?"
"Not on the phone, though. I need to see you in person. Do you have transportation?"
She said she did and I gave her the address. Good. Done. Next phone call.
"Rev. Sean?"
"Yes?"
And repeat.Now I waited. What was going to happen? Should I call more? If I did would that start a new pattern of having to have sex with three women each time? Ms. Turner was too far. Yeva was married now as were Karen and Julie. I could call Jennifer. I pulled her name up and looked at her number. But I didn't call her. I can't say why I didn't call her. I just didn't. I tried to make myself decide to call her but in the end I just didn't do it.
Yes, either there was definitely crazy magic happening or I was the crazy one.
I happened to notice my mother looking down at me from the window as Mao arrived and I greeted her by the street in front of the house. She asked me what was up but I dodged the question and just said I needed to ask for a very important question but only once another person arrived.
"Who?" she inquired.
"A minister."
"A minister? For what?"
"I'm not going to ask you to marry me if that's what you're worried about."
"Marry? No. I wasn't thinking that."
"Just hypothetically, though. If I did ask you to marry me, what would you say?"
"Right now? No. I'm sorry. I just don't know you well enough. We ... only one time."
"Well, how about we go on a date and get to know each other better?"
"Well, ... I mean ... now's not a good time for me."
"Really? I guess I should have figured you say that."
"It's not that I don't like you. I sort of do. honestly. But that was just such a crazy night and ..."
"I think this is the minister now."
"What's a minister coming for again?"
"You'll see."
I greeted Rev. Sean, though it took a second to recognize her in her street clothes, and then I escorted them both to the pool house.
"You live here?" the Rev asked me.
"Indeed."
"You said you were rich."
"Well, I won't be rich long if I go blowing my money on stuff to impress people. Anyway, you're both probably wondering why you're here. Say, Mao, can you lock the door. I don't want either of my parents to accidentally come in here while we're talking."
"Sure."
Click.
Ok. Here it goes. I hoped this would work because if it didn't I would look like a huge asshole, as opposed to the actual huge asshole I'd be if it succeeded.
"Sean, I want you to come over here and suck my dick."
She looked at me and for the briefest of moments there was outrage on her face but no sooner had it come then something took it away and she just smiled.
"For a blow job, you better make this work my time."
"Oh, I will. Get naked while you're at it. You too Mao."
"Way ahead of you." she said as I looked over to her to see that she was already getting undressed.
And there it was. Like clockwork. So now the question was, did this work on them because I had already been with them or would this trick work on any two women I corralled into a room with me? That would have to be answered another day. For right now, I had a task to perform and a promise to extract.
I had my dick out for them to see but I wouldn't actually let them start sucking it. I directed them to start kissing each other and they both just fell right into it like they were coming home to each other as lifelong lovers.
It was sort of informative to see their body types next to each other. Mao was thin but wasn't as sexy as Yeva had been. Not unattractive, but not the same. It wouldn't be fair to say she had a flat chest but her breasts were small. Sean on the other hand had fuller breasts and long, soft, triangle nipples. She also had a curvier body which I found more appealing than Mao.
The two women got on my bed and before long Sean was licking Mao's pussy.
"So I take it that you like girls." I told Mao.
"What ... oh ... what do you mean?" she asked as she rolled her hips with the motion of Sean's head.
"You were with Jennifer and now you're with this woman and you don't even know her." I added as I enjoyed feeling Sean's ass and thinking to myself that I actually really liked her body. Something about it reminded me of my sister. I couldn't say exactly what but something about her really did turn me on.
"Well ... Jennifer is my friend so that's ok."
"You always lick out your friends?"
"No, but ... Jen is ok."
"And how about her?" I said as I pointed to Sean.
"She's your friend ... so ... um ... I mean ... I trust you."
"You trust me? Really?"
"Sure."
"But you won't date me?"
"Well, it's not a good time right now."
"Why not?"
"I told you."
"No you didn't. Explain."
"Well, you're just not a boyfriend kind of guy."
"Now a what? What does that even mean?"
"I don't know. My parents would be angry."
"Don't tell them."
"I have to tell them if I date you."
"I still don't see the problem."
"Well, I might be pregnant and if I am ..."
"Slow down. You think you're pregnant?"
"Maybe."
"And I'm the father."
"I haven't been with any other guys."
"And thinking that you still won't date me?"
"Well, it's complicated."
Now this was some bullshit if I ever heard any. "Sean, move out the way." I said. Mao was laying there before me and I grabbed her legs and got into position. Then I pushed my dick all the way into Mao.
"Oh, so good." Mao said.
"Did you take a pregnancy test?" I said as I moved all the way into her as deep as I could go while Sean was moving her hands all over Mao's body and flicking her tongue on one of Mao's nipples.
"I've taken eight so far." she answered while wrapping her legs around me and pressing Sean's face to her tit.
"Eight? Why so many?"
"They all say I'm not pregnant."
"Then guess what, you're not pregnant." I said as I refused to move in and out of her. She squirmed under me to try and get some action.
"But I haven't had my period yet. So if I am pregnant I need to find out early so I can ..."
"And even with all that you still won't date me."
"You wouldn't date me if I was pregnant."
"Gee, I might if it was my kid."
"Oh, yeah. I wasn't thinking about that."
"Or were you maybe thinking you would just not tell me and then go get an ..."
"No. Don't say that. I would never do that. Honest. I'm not that kind of person. I swear."
"But you won't date me."
"Ugh. Fine. I'll go on a date with you. Just fuck me. Please."
I did fuck her but not as long as she wanted. Then I pulled out and sent Sean back in to lick some more. I put my pussy soaked dick next to Mao's mouth and she started to suck it without hesitation.
"Now, you do promise to go on that date with me, don't you."
She nodded.
"You won't forget you made that promise, will you?"
She shook her head.
"Well, we'll just see if you can keep your word."
She took my dick out of her mouth. "Put your cum in me and I'll promise whatever you want."
"You aren't scared of getting pregnant?"
"No. Why would I be? Why else do people have sex?"
It was strange. If this was the kind of thing Uncle John had gone through, why hadn't he had any children?
I put Sean on the bed and had Mao start to lick out the good reverend while I got behind her and started fucking her doggy style.
"So Sean, you still pretending to be gay?" I asked as my pelvis slapped against Mao's ass.
"What do you mean?"
"You're with this woman. I guess you're really just a lesbian all along."
"No, I'm not. I like men."
"Then why wouldn't you go on a date with me?'
"I told you. I'd lose my job."
"So you love your job more than me?"
"A hardly even know you."
"You fucked me and you're here for seconds, though."
"But my job is going to be for the rest of my life."
"Alright. But in that case I have a task for you."
"What?"
"You're going to perform a wedding."
Mao piped up as my dick went in and out of her. "You're going to ask me to marry you?"
"Not you. Another girl."
"Oh, ok." Mao said without any hint of feeling rejected and went right back to Sean's pussy.
"Who do you want to marry?" the minister asked.
"Come here. I'll tell you in your ear."
Sean got up and then went to her knees on the floor so she could be right next to me.
"Closer." I said. I grabbed her hair and brought her ear right to my mouth.
"My sister" I whispered.
Sean looked shocked when I let her up. She started to slowly shake her head from side to side. I countered by nodding very sternly.
"Why?"
"Because I love her and I'm going to be with her and you are going to perform the wedding."
"I can't."
"Oh, your church as room in it for divorced couples and gay couples and even poly whatever couples but you don't have room for me?"
"I don't get to decide that. It doesn't work that way."
"You're going to have to find a way to make it work."
"I can't."
"Then get out. No dick for you."
"What?" There was genuine panic in her voice.
"There's the door. Leave."
"That's not fair. I'm here. I'm ready."
"For sex with me."
"Yes. You called me here. I came. Now you have to ..."
"Sorry, it doesn't work that way."
"You have to."
"Says who? You? I say no. Now get out of my house."
"I ... I ... You have to fuck me."
"Like I'm fucking her?"
"Yes. Please."
"His dick feels so good by the way." Mao said.
"I'm not going to fuck you." I said to Sean. "You'll just have to get a real alter boy to do it."
"No. I can't. You don't understand."
"What don't I understand? What happens if you don't get fucked?"
"I don't know but you have to do it. I know that much."
"Well, I'm not going to do it. So there. You can go without."
"That's not fair."
"Boohoo. Life's not fair. You know what's not fair, the fact that I can't get married to the woman I love."
"I'll get in trouble."
"Sucks to be you."
"It'll be invalid."
"Like I care. As far as I'm concerned, all your weddings are invalid anyway."
"Why would you say that?"
"If mine is invalid than yours are invalid. See, we can both play that game."
"That's not what I mean."
"I don't care what you mean. I just care that this wedding happen."
"Why?"
"Why do you think? What do married people do?"
"It won't be legal."
"Do I look like I care?"
"Maybe we can do it in secret. How about that?"
"Nope. We're going to be on stage in front of everyone. I just need you to promise."
"Stage? What stage?"
"I don't know yet."
"I can't do a wedding on a stage. It has to be in the church or not at all."
"Fine, then on camera."
"You aren't making this easy for me."
"I'll explain when we're finished."
"You better fuck me good and hard if I agree to this."
"Oh, I will. As deep as you want. Maybe I'll even make you my mistress. Would you like that?"
"Not really."
"Why not? We're fuck buddies, right?"
"Well, I'd prefer to think of this as an isolated incident."
"Ok. We'll see. You just better hope that the marriage takes cause if not, this might not be as isolated as all that."
"Stop talking and fuck me." she demanded.
"He hasn't finished with me yet." Mao complained.
I have to say, I was enjoying this. My mind was already starting to ponder all manner of situations that I could turn to my advantage with the curse. The really bad part of the curse is being in the dark. Now that I knew a bit of what was going on, it actually wasn't so bad. I might just take Ms. Turner's class next year after all. I wondered how many times a week I could get her and the RA girl to fuck me in my room.
But then again, if the marriage worked and ended the curse, then that obviously wouldn't happen but I could dream.
Anyway, I moved Mao out of the way and then got on top of Sean who was on the bed. While I was fucking Sean, Mao came and started grinding her groin on me. I think Sean only lasted about five minutes before I had her very clearly hitting her climax. It was funny to see too, and I was also amused by the fact that I was nowhere near cumming yet.
I let her rest and tried to think of what the next thing I wanted to do was. Just as I was a captive in this situation, so were they until I finished. I was pretty sure that was how it worked. I went to the window and looked past the ugly surfer themed curtain. Out by the back door of the main house my mother was pacing. She would look like she was going to make her way to the pool house but then she'd stop and turn back. When she got to the back door of the house it would look like she'd remember again what she wanted to do and then turn around.
I laughed. Why couldn't I get this kind of privacy with my sister? Actually, a threesome with my sister involved would be pretty nice. Why was she exempt? That was adding to my suspicion that if I married her, the curse would be broken. Even if not, then if I was at least always with her then there seemed little chance of another incident. Of course I could be just missing something very obvious. What if my sister wasn't included because she just naturally wanted to be with me. Maybe she might be roped in if an incident happened with her around. Maybe if I dated a woman and things just naturally arrived at sex then the curse wouldn't happen.
I really hated ignorance. The 'not knowing' was really bothering me. But could I really test each possibility to see which ones did what? That would be a lot of fucking and a lot of cheating on my sister. At least with this event, I was furthering my plan to be with just her.
The women pulled me back to the bed and Mao got on top of me. While she was riding me, she was making out with Sean. I swear, those women had their tongues half way down each other's throats.
Should I go ahead and finish? I was close enough. It was so strange to ask myself that question. I remembered back to Ms. Turner and Nancy. I had started cumming the moment she first lowered herself onto me.
I decided to let myself cum. After all, I had already extracted the promise I needed from each of them. Now I was curious as to whether they would keep their word once they both came back to their senses.
While I filled Mao's pussy with cum, Sean put her tits right in my face. I don't know what she thought she was doing but it wasn't helping. Don't get me wrong, I like her tits, but at the specific moment, I was busy.
Ah. Very good. Mao seemed happy.
"And you remember you promised to go on a date with me." I said.
"I will. Don't worry."
"That reminds me. Sean, hand me my pants."
She brought them to my outreached hand and I got out my phone. As Mao lifted herself off of me, I took a picture of my cum starting to leak out of her and then I got a few pictures of Sean sucking the cum off of my dick and licking the cum out of Mao. She hadn't swallowed all of it yet when Mao insisted on kissing her some more. They started passing my cum back and forth between them as they kissed and then they both swallowed what they had.
Snap, snap, snap. Not that I was planning it, but in the back of my mind I was just realizing the fact that I had pretty good insurance now if either woman tried to betray me.
"And you do remember you promised to do my wedding."
"You still haven't put your semen in me yet."
"Oh, don't worry. I will. And once I do, you promise to do my wedding no matter who I want to marry."
"I'll marry you to whoever you want, just make sure you fuck me."
We got into a similar position as earlier, only this time, Sean was licking Mao and I was fucking Sean from behind. Her ass was so sexy. I think I was starting to appreciate the 'no for marriage but yes for sex' rule her church had. I sure wasn't going to marry her but I wouldn't want her getting married to any other guy because as long as she didn't I felt it was ok to fuck her as much as I wanted.
I was going to need some time. This was important. I had to give her a full semen package.
"You make sure you don't forget your promise."
"I won't. Just don't stop."
It was when Mao started to arch her back in her orgasm that I felt myself getting close. Mao was cumming, then I started to blast what I could into Sean. My orgasm set the reverend off and she started to climax. Oh, so good. This was a nice one. And now I was tired. I really wanted to sleep all of the sudden.
I moved and laid in the bed next to Mao while Sean was still on her hands and knees next to us. I did notice the moment of realization but they both took it a lot better this time. They didn't panic and they didn't sprint for their clothes. They were relaxed and just took in the situation.
I was just about to see if they remembered their promises when I was interrupted.
Knock, knock, knock.
"Not now, mom." I yelled.
"Open this door."
"I'm naked. Wait a minute."
"I want this door open."
As you can imagine, the women started to frantically get their clothes on. I didn't feel the need to rush. Let my mother catch me.
Bang, bang, bang.
"Open the door." she yelled.
"Just wait." I said as I stood in front of the door naked.
Once Sean had her clothes on, she was trying to give me mine but I wouldn't take them. If my mom wants to be a bitch and barge in on me like this, then I'll do the same thing to her that I'd been doing in the morning.
"Get dressed. Please." Sean whispered to me.
"My wedding?"
"Yes, I promise I'll do your wedding. Now please."
Damn. Fine. I'll shock my mom another time. I got my pants and my shirt on sans socks or underwear. In hindsight, that might have been a mistake since my dick was sensitive and the fabric of my pants was unpleasant I eventually discovered.
We opened the door and I was about to just tell my mother that I was fucking the women there but Sean spoke up first.
"Mrs. Ferris. It's wonderful to see you again. We ..."
"You?" my mother said.
"We were just having a short meeting regarding your son acting as the sponsor for this young woman here."
"This is outrageous."
"Whatever do you mean?"
"What was my son doing naked?"
"He ..."
I took the opportunity to speak up for myself. "I'm totally comfortable being naked and since everyone here is a mature adult save for you. They were fine with me being naked. You're the only one who has a problem with it."
"Son, I told you that you aren't supposed to be dating right now. Especially not two women at the same time and especially not a priest of all people."
"I'm not dating Rev. Sean. What are you talking about?"
"He's dating me." Mao said.
"You? Who are you?"
"Sorry. Mao, this is my mother. Mom, this is Mao. We're not boyfriend and girlfriend yet but we're dating. Does that clear everything up?"
"I know you were having sex in here and I'm shocked that a minister would be part of it." my mother accused.
"Well, Dad said I could have guests over and you all wouldn't bother me about it."
"Not for sex. We never agreed to that."
"Fine, then I'll go move in with Terri. It's closer to Mao's place anyway."
"Leave your sister out of this."
"Just saying. I mean, would you be jumping on me like this if I had a guy friend over and a male priest instructing us? Would you be freaking out then? Seems to me you're being a bit sexist here."
"You don't even know what real sexism is."
"Sure I do. It's called attending an all boys school where they teach us we're defective because we have a y chromosome."
"Mrs. Ferris." Rev. Sean interrupted. "John. Please. This isn't healthy for either of you."
"Oh, and I do need to get home actually. I have class tomorrow." Mao added.
"Yeah, mom. You can't hold people against their will."
"John, remember the fourth commandment. Talk to your mother with more respect." Sean said.
I walked the women to their vehicles and waved goodbye as they each drove off. Looks like this was going to be a one time thing thanks to the busy body who had to come and ruin everything. I doubted I could get either of them to come back to the pool house again. If I wanted to use the curse on them again, I'd have to catch them at another place because they wouldn't willingly come here.
Now that was an interesting thought. What if the curse wasn't something that was there to hurt me but rather a curse I put on other people? Damn I just wished I knew more. Some other people could be happy leaving things a mystery but not me. I wanted information.
Anyway, when I went back to the pool house, my mom was still there. She was sitting at my table where I had enjoyed Terri's fajitas and she didn't look happy.
"What?"
"We're going to have to go over some house rules."
"Like what? Isn't the reason you put me out here was to ..."
"I don't know what you think but you're wrong. And I can't believe you'd think so little of us after all we've done for you."
"Don't pull that on me. You were perfectly happy to leave me alone when you thought I was miserable but now that I'm taking advantage of the place, you're upset."
"That's not what this is about. You're my son. I don't want you going and getting some girl pregnant. If you do, all the money you think you might get will be gone. Just let some random girl find out about your finances and you'll have one baby mama after another coming to make claims on you."
"You seem awfully worried about money that I might not even be able to get."
"I'm really going to have to have a talk with your teachers at that school if they're getting you to hate your own parents."
"You go ahead and do that. In the meantime, I was going to watch a little tv naked before going to sleep."
"That's another thing you need to stop. I can't have you exposing yourself. Do you not know that your little sister could see you?"
"I use the curtains and I lock the door. What more do you want?"
"I want you to keep your clothes on."
"Ok. Fine." I said calmly like I was capitulating. "I'll keep my clothes on. Happy?"
"And don't bring women here for sex. I don't want Denise exposed to that sort of thing."
"You know she's probably already having sex."
"Don't say that kind of thing about your sister."
"Most girls her age are having sex."
"Not your sister."
"It's funny if you think about it. One of the guys at my school started having sex when he was 14. 14 mom. Yeah. A 14 year old boy has a 19 year old girlfriend and nobody says a word save him to brag. Oh, but let it be a 16 year old girl or even 17 and the guy gets charged for rape even though that's technically old enough for her to get married. Can guy's get married at 17? No. We have to wait until we're 18. It's so sexist."
"I didn't know that things like that were happening at your school."
"Well, anyway, I have work tomorrow so I do need to actually get some sleep."
"I think I know what you need."
"Sleep. I need sleep."
"You need a higher level of culture in your life. I was so tasked with straightening your sister out that I hardly had room for you. That was an error. I see that now."
"Who are you talking to?"
"I need to bring you into higher society. It's only fitting if you're going to have to learn to manage so much money. I had assumed you'd be capable without my help but now I see that I'll need to be closer to you than ever."
Closer than ever, huh? That's what she thought.
I let her think she won the argument so she would finally leave and then just to spite her I got naked and laid in my bed watching tv.
I was laughing as I flipped through the channels. It figured. Nothing good. Just garbage reality tv. Sigh.
I grabbed my phone to send a text to Mao to ask when the best time to set up a date would be and as I unlocked it I saw that I still had Jennifer's contact details open. I sat up and noticed myself getting hard again just thinking of her. I started to have this crazy thought that it would be a kind of crazy symmetry to call Yeva and Jennifer and fuck them too.
The really crazy thing was that I didn't call them. I backed out of Jennifer's details and started to look up Mao to call her when my phone started to buzz. Jennifer was calling me.
"Hello." I answered.
"Hey, did you call me earlier?" I heard her ask.
"No."
"Really?"
"Does your phone say I did? Oh, and how are you; by the way?"
"Good. I'm good, you know. Um ... my phone doesn't say you called me but ... um ..."
"But what?" I asked with a bit of concern.
"Well, this is going to sound stupid but I think I got lost and I can't find my way back to the main road. I'm not sure but I think I might be close to where you live."
"Me?"
She told me where she was and I remembered the spot from my treks on foot. Yeah, she was close. I had a creepy tingle on the back of my neck as I told her I'd go out to the road to meet her and give her directions out of the neighborhood.
Clothes back on. Shoes. I left the pool house and walked to the front of the main house. As I turned the corner to get a view of the street I saw someone that made me nearly jump out of my skin.
"Yeva?" I asked as the slavic woman was standing in front of the house looking wide eyed.
"Oh. Hi." she answered as she quickly approached me and hugged me.
"What are you doing here?"
"I go to see my friend. And then I am being here. What do you think? Are you glad to see me?"
Sure I was. "You could have called first."
"Oh, but we are such good friends, me and you."
I wasn't going to argue with her on that. I was just going to tell her that maybe I'd have to see her another day since I was sleepy and I had work the next day and I ...
Then Jennifer rolled up in her car and parked it along the street.
"John!" she called out.
"Hi."
"Oh, you have another friend?" Yeva asked.
"Of course I do." I answered in a monotone.
We all exchanged the briefest of greetings and introductions and then the two women were leading me back to the pool house as if they already knew that I lived there instead of the main house.
I have to admit, I did not understand this.
The sun had already gone down at this point and I had already turned the lights in the pool house off. If someone was monitoring the side of the house, they would probably see us but I had the feeling like my mother was arguing with my father. I couldn't hear it but with all her talk about contacting my school, I could just see them getting into it.
Once we were in the pool house I asked Jennifer to lock the door, just so we wouldn't be disturbed. I didn't turn the lights on since I didn't want to tip off my parents that I was doing anything other than just sleeping. I wasn't scared of an argument but who needs the hassle.
Click.
"Well. We are alone." Yeva said.
"I'm just going to go out on a limb and assume you want to give me a blow job."
"How did you know?" Jennifer asked.
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