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Chapter Five
Before the Summer ended the three of us
returned to the university. As sophomores we
had the right to live off campus, and of course that is
what we chose to do. We found a furnished
cottage which was not quite seedy, a twenty minute
walk from the school, and it was there that we
unloaded our stuff from three cars. Alice's
mom said nothing about the arrangement, two
girls and a guy sharing a house, because she already
had a good idea about the nature of our
relationship. Molly's dad, a lawyer, didn't
have a clue.
"Don't you think it will be somewhat difficult
living with two girls?" he remarked to me as
we carried in boxes and suitcases from the cars.
"You know how women take over bathrooms,
hanging their things everywhere."
"I'll have to put up with that, Mr. Burns. In
return I'll save hundreds of dollars on room
and board."
"Ya, but you could have roomed with a couple
of other guys."
"Guys tend to be messy, Mr. Burns. The way I
see it, I'm moving in with two housekeepers."
"You have a point there," he mumbled.
* * *
After the parents departed the three of us felt
like having a party in our new home, but we
first had to put all of our stuff in place. There were
three bedrooms in the house and one
bathroom, along with a kitchen and a living room. We
were overwhelmed by the possibilities
before us, the privacy especially.
"Our family now has it's own home," Alice
announced proudly as she stood in the middle
of the living room and looked about.
After almost three hours we had stored
everything away, and we had swept, dusted
and scrubbed the place to meet Molly's stringent standards
of cleanliness. I was sent out to buy
groceries, Molly making up the list. When I returned,
laden with two large bags, the house was
dark. I placed the bags next to the kitchen sink and
followed the sounds of sighs and gasps to
Molly's bedroom. In the dimness I saw the two of
them, naked on the bed. Alice was eating out
the larger girl, who squirmed in delight. They
both were aware of my presence, when I came
into the room, but they continued their joyous
activity, having often done it before me in the
past. As I was undressing Molly let out a long wail and
then a loud screech. Alice was a master at
cunnilingus, Molly once told me.
As Molly lay relaxed on the bed after her
climax, Alice got up and came over to where
I was standing, encircling my waist with her arms
and resting her head on my chest.
"Tommy, will you fill me up please?" she
asked in a soft voice. I knew what she meant.
We had our code phrases. I sat down on a chair
and brought the small girl to me, onto my lap,
straddling my legs, and she sat down on my
rigid cock, easing it into her slowly until she
was fully settled. Our faces were then at an even
level, and we could cuddle and kiss with a
part of me embedded deeply inside of her. It was
becoming our favorite position, although it had
its limitations. As she squirmed on my cock we
kissed and I brought her to a squeaking orgasm
with my thumb, which I rubbed against her
clit. For my pleasure I had to lift the little girl
into my arms and carry her to the bed, where I
placed her next to Molly, who smiled at us.
"Do me doggie, Tommy," Alice squealed and
got onto her hands and knees, straddling
Molly's body, her butt raised high, her face down,
kissing her other lover. I plunged my monster
into the girl's tightness from behind, my hands on her
slight hips, and I worked myself to pleasure,
the first of that night.
* * *
We settled into a comfortable routine at home
during the opening weeks of the new school
year. Alice did not often sleep in her own bed at
night, because she was either with me or with
Molly, and sometimes with us all together on Molly's
larger bed. We were very happy in our new
home, together as a family, but Alice was in a
state of bliss. We talked of babies, how many
each and when. Alice, who was an indifferent
student, who had no ambition beyond our
family, who correctly assumed that I was her man, a
guy who would look after her for the rest of
her life, Alice wanted a baby right away.
"We can't do that just now, darling," I said to
her one night as we lay naked on my bed
cuddled together. "We won't be able to afford a child
for some time to come."
"I wish our lives were a few years ahead. I
could then stay home and be a mommy to my
babies and to Molly's, be a housewife, while you and
Molly go off to work in the morning and then
come home at the end of the day to tell me
what's happening in the world."
On another occasion I was with Molly, awake
together in the middle of the night, exhausted
after a long bout with the larger woman, who
required a more forceful kind of sex than did
little Alice, who responded quickly to the slightest
stimulation.
"I want two babies, Tommy," she said as she
snuggled to me. "I don't care about their sex,
but I want one when I'm twenty six and the other
when I'm thirty."
"How many do you think we will have
altogether?" I asked as I fondled a perfect tit.
"Well, despite her smallness, I think that Alice
is a baby machine. If it were up to her, we
would have small creatures crawling about
everywhere."
"Molly, I've been thinking about this a lot and
I don't know the answer. What about
marriage? I can't marry just one of you. I refuse to choose
between the two of you."
"Ya, I know sweetie. That's been on my mind
too. Alice and I have talked about it. She
says that we are already married, the three of us,
each to one another. She's certainly
committed, and so am I, despite, my, uh, lapse, and I am
convinced that you are."
"Absolutely," I responded firmly.
"We already have what counts for a good
marriage, Tommy. A legal document won't
change anything, and of course if we got two legal
documents we would not only be put in jail,
but my marriage to Alice would not be covered."
"Let's get some wedding rings," I suggested.
"That's a great idea, besides guys keep coming
on to me. I don't know why."
"Ya, I don't know either, since the new
preference for men are ugly, fat girls."
We giggled and did provocative things to each
other.
"Are you up to it for one more time tonight?"
the beautiful woman purred into my ear.
I kissed her as a reply and excited her with my
fingers.
"Will you do me doggie, please?"
'You've never wanted that before," I said,
surprised at her request.
"I always thought that it was gross, until you
did it with Alice the other night. She was
carried completely away and she kissed me like never
before when she came."
We rose to our knees and got into position.
"Tommy," Molly said softly, turning her head
back to look at me from her crouched position.
"Do it with an extra push."
* * *
One Saturday morning in late September I
heard a knock on the front door. When I opened
it, I was confronted by an Amazon, a woman who
towered over me by at least four inches. Her lustrous
black hair was cut short in a butchy way. Her face was
very agreeable; her features were all large, yet
still in proportion. Her limbs were muscled,
athletic. She certainly weighed more than I,
but her breasts appeared to be quite modest. I
recognized the woman, Sara Dunham, the star
of the school's women's basketball team.
"Is Molly in?" she asked softly in a very
feminine voice.
"Yes, yes, please come in," I stammered,
overwhelmed by the woman's presence.
I'm not the sort of person who shouts, so I
went to Molly's room and told her that she had
a visitor. Molly was clad in short shorts and an
upper garment which left her midriff bare.
She was absolutely stunning, I noticed, not for the
first time. Alice, alerted by the bustle, came
out of her room, and the three of us went into the
living room to greet our giant guest.
"Hi, Molly," the Amazon said to my spouse.
"Hi, Sara, what brings you here?"
"I want to return these lecture notes you lent
me the other day," Sara replied, presenting a note
book.
"So this is your family," the giant continued,
looking at Alice and me, noticing our rings.
"Yes," she replied. "Sara Dunham, this is
Alice and Tom. Sara plays basketball," Molly
added, turning to us.
I noticed that Sara had the hots for Molly.
There was something in her facial expression,
tone of voice and body language. I had seen it many
times before in both guys and girls. Molly
was an exquisite piece.
"It was so nice of you to come out here to
return the note book," Molly said sweetly to
the large woman.
"Actually, I live just a block away. I also
have a family," she said, showing us her ring,
"but I don't have a male spouse."
She looked at me, and I thought that she almost
blushed.
"Well, I have to go," she announced after an
awkward moment of silence.
Molly accompanied her to the door, and then
she was gone.
* * *
"That woman has designs on me," Molly
stated the obvious, "and I think that she wants
you too, Tommy," which was not so apparent to me.
"What about me," Alice objected with
a pout.
"She has a rather large mouth," I remarked.
"Yes, she could take you all in easily, you
pervert, the way we can't."
"What are you suggesting, Molly?" Alice
asked suspiciously.
Alice was the family's first line of defense.
The family had become the core of her
existence, and she would kill to protect its integrity.
"Sweetie, we're just bantering about that
unusual woman," Molly cooed at the little girl
and gave her a one armed hug.
"You want to do her, don't you?" Alice
exploded.
"Of course, darling, wouldn't you? We meet
people every day we would like to do it with,
but we don't, because of our family, our
commitment."
"She's so large. She'd stifle me," Alice
mused.
"No, sweetie, you'd get your head between
those muscular thighs of hers and she would
thrash about until the bed broke."
"Ladies, please," I objected holding up my
hands. "You're being carried away by
fantasy."
"She's a virgin, Tommy. She's told me so. Do
you want another virgin?"
"Stop it!" Alice shouted, and we fell silent,
respecting the small girl's supreme authority
about family matters.
"She doesn't fit into our family. She can't
become one of us, but if you want to play with
her once or twice, it's all right with me, so long as
all of us are involved."
"Do you want another virgin, Tommy?' Molly
repeated, smirking at me.
* * *
I don't know how Molly did it. Perhaps the
Amazon was indeed eager for a frolic. The
next Friday evening she appeared at out door with
her toothbrush in hand and a grin on her face.
For awhile we relaxed, sipped lemonade and
conversed politely. Alice sat on the couch
next to the large woman, eventually putting her small
hand on the Amazon's large thigh. Sara looked
down at her with a smile and placed her hand
over the little girl's shoulder. Alice then took charge,
grasping the woman's hand and leading her to
her bedroom without a word spoken. It was a
freakish sight, the small girl commanding a
creature whose navel was level with the top
of her head.
I looked at Molly and shook my head. Molly
wondered about it too. We undressed and sat
together naked on the sofa
"I'm desperate to fuck," I said to her, pulling
her to me and fondling a breast.
"We don't fuck, Tommy. We only make love.
As for fucking, you'd better save your strength,
because that large woman is going to run you
ragged after you pop her cherry."
An uncontrolled shriek suddenly sounded from
Alice's room, a large cry from a large body.
"She's a master of it, Tommy, a real Mozart."
It continued on, almost rattling the windows,
until I heard a voice exclaim "Stop it. Please
stop it."
After a few moments Alice came into the
living room. She was naked and the area
around her mouth glistened with moistness.
"She's all yours," Alice said, looking at me,
then reclined onto the rug, where she curled up
and began to diddle herself. Molly got down on
the floor with the small girl.
"You don't have to masturbate, darling. Here
let me lick it for you," she whispered, turning Alice
onto her back.
"Take her to my room, Tommy," Molly said,
looking up at me. "Alice was the appetizer,
you're the entree and I'm the desert. Sara will sleep
with me tonight, however bloody and sore you
make her."
I got up from the couch and went towards
Alice's bedroom with a bit of trepidation. The
woman was huge, although not at all fat, and she could
overpower me, even hurt me, if she got too
excited. I reached the bed in the dark and
groped to find her body.
"Is that you Tom?" I heard a ragged voice
saying.
"Yes," I replied. "Get up and come with me to
Molly's room. She's the one you really want."
"Yes, of course. Who would not want her.
Are you going to take me, to rip me?"
"Is that what you want?"
"Not really, although I don't especially value
my virginity. "I'm not bi," Tommy, "I'm a
complete dyke."
"Then why am I here," I asked, confused by
the situation.
"It's part of the deal I made with Molly," she
replied. "In order to get her for an hour or
two I had to agree to do her family as well. I
understand that. You're a very tight knit group
and you can't individually have affairs on the side."
"So what do you want me to do?"
"It's up to you. "I'll do anything to get Molly in bed.
Do you realize how lucky you and Alice are, having
that incredible woman for yourselves?"
"We know."
"Well, what will it be? I'll do anal, if you
insist, although Molly has told me about your
cock, and I think that you would really injure me
there. I'm not on the pill, you know. Do you
have a condom, if you want to rip me?"
"No I don't. What I would like to do is give
you a lasting memory of me. I want to pop
your cherry and give you a couple of long strokes.
Then I'll pull out and you can go down on me.
I've never really had a good blow job, because
Molly and Alice have small mouths, but yours
seems to be the right size."
We didn't move from Alice's room to Molly's.
I saw no point in it.
I did her. I came between her large thighs and
poked into her without an effort. The tip of my cock ripped her hymen
and she expressed no pain.
"Is that it?" she asked in a quaking voice
"No, not quite," I replied, and I thrust seven
inches of meat into her in a single stab.
"Oh my God!" she exclaimed loudly.
I pumped her twice more and then withdrew
my cock.
"I wasn't expecting that," she murmured.
"Did you like it?"
"No, not at all, but I'll certainly remember you
for it. How do you fit that sausage into
Alice?"
I didn't reply. I lay on my back and awaited
my blow job. Without ceremony Sara took
half of my cock into her mouth. I was right. Her
mouth was large enough that she could work
her lips around my penis easily. I had no feelings for
the woman, so her mouth had to do the entire
job. The experience was as uninspiring as
masturbation, but before long Sara sucked me
to the point of no return.
"I'm about to come, Sara," I warned, and the
woman pulled her head away and stroked me
to climax. I was glad it was over, and I'm sure
that she was as well.
* * *
Alice slept with me that night. We made love
for at least an hour, very slowly and gently,
with great emotion. Sara and Molly were
extremely noisy in the next room. The talking,
laughing, giggling, groaning, squealing, the orgasmic
shouts and yells seemed to go on
interminably. Once I heard a loud crash, as though some one
had fallen out of bed. I started to get up, but
lay back down, when I heard the girls laughing
wildly.
The next morning I suggested that we not have
Sara over again. Alice and Molly were
disappointed, especially Molly, but they
agreed.
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