"Wow, Chad, you sure do look angry. Are you angry, Chad?" Pete spoke flippantly despite the concerns of his family and friends.

"Grrrrrrr..." Was the best Chad could come up with.

Pete began his mental manipulations as he continued.

"I can't say that I blame you, really. I mean, the idea that anyone would want to hurt me makes me mad too. And those damned Sonarians don't want to just hurt me, they want to kill me!" He removed the restrictions on Chad's movement.

"Don't worry, Pete," growled Chad, standing up and putting his arm around Pete protectively, "if any of those fuckers come anywhere near you, I'll rip them limb from limb." His eyes flashed angrily - though, seemingly, the anger was not directed the humiliating cuckolding and taunting he had just been subjected to. In fact, he seemed to have forgotten all about that.

"Amazing." Observed Penny. "You made him as angry has he has ever been in his life, then completely redirected it."

"What's she talking about?" Asked Chad.

"Oh, she uh... you... I..." stammered Pete before he remembered that he was in complete mental control of the big football player as well as fact that the muscle bound cretin wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed. "What's who talking about?"

"Uhmm... I don't know, I could have sworn someone just said something, but now I don't know who... or what was said. That's weird."

"Sounds like one too many hits with a loose helmet."

"Yeah," laughed Chad, "that's probably it."

"Back to the subject of my protection, I'm not sure you can do this all by yourself. What about the rest of the football team?"

"Oh I'm sure I can get them on board, and if that's not enough I bet the wrestling team, the rugby team as well as the hockey team will all be willing to participate. You're such a great guy and are doing something so important that they'll all want to be in on keeping you safe - and all the girls carrying your babies, they'll need protection too." He looked around the room at the gathering of gorgeousness. "Don't worry ladies, any Sonarian agent gets within a mile of any of you, and they will have to deal with me." He flexed his right arm, displaying his large solid bicep.

"Are you sure you're okay with me fucking your girlfriend just now? I mean, I would hate for there to be bad blood between you and I considering you'll be protecting me."

Pete wanted to make sure that Chad had forgotten all the taunting and only remembered sex between Pete and Carla.

"Oh sure," assured Chad, "I wouldn't want to deprive her of the honor of bearing a Maunakean baby. And you're such a great guy - you can fuck her any time you want as far as I'm concerned."

"Hey!" Interjected Carla, "Don't I have a say in this? You are talking about my hot tight little pussy you know, and if Pete wants to shove his glorious rock hard cock deep into it..." her eyes grew slightly glassy, "thrusting in and out, over and over, filling my very soul with more pleasure than any one hot gorgeous blonde cheerleader should be able to take..." there was a slight pause as Carla apparently had a small orgasm, "then it should be up to me and not you, Chad."

"I'm sorry, babe, I didn't mean to overstep my boundaries, I just assumed that you, like any girl who's not crazy, would absolutely jump at the chance to fuck him again." He put his arm around her naked shoulder as they talked.

"Well of course I want to fuck him any time he says," responded Carla as they moved away to finish their little tiff in private, "that's not the point. The point is that it's my decision to make..." the rest of the conversation was lost to this narrative as they moved out of the storyline... err... earshot... yeah... as they moved out of earshot.

"That was amazing." Observed Penny. "Yesterday both of them hated you with every fiber of their being, now either of them would gladly lay down their lives for you. How in the hell did you do that?"

"It's just one of my little talents, mom."

"Sort of makes me wonder about all the sex that's been going on around here lately. How can I be sure that I'm really okay with it and it's not just you..."

"What was that, mom? I couldn't hear you."

"I was just saying that the weather today is just perfect for a pool party. How would my studly young man like to spend the afternoon surrounded by beautiful women in bikinis... or less?"

"I think that's a great idea, mom. Until we hear from Skip anyway. As soon as we get the go-ahead we should get over to Mia's old sorority."

"Well then, young man, first things first, you are just a little ripe from fucking Carla and need a shower."

Pete lifted his arm and gave a quick sniff. "Phew! You're right, mom, I could use a little cleaning up - especially since I spent last night locked in empty room."

Pete headed upstairs without noticing Penny silently indicating the girls should stay behind.

"Okay," she said quietly, "Pete has an important job to do and we have to help him."

"But all of us are already knocked up." Observed Mindy. "What else can we do?"

"Keep him as horny as possible. I did the math earlier, if he is going to get a couple of sororities full of women pregnant in time for all of them to deliver before the university closes for the summer he will have to impregnate over half a dozen women each day for the next few weeks. We have to do our best to keep his wonderful cock so hard that he will almost cum just taking off his pants."

"That is a good point, mistress Penny," said Mia solemnly, "I suspected that you were wise as well as beautiful. What are you proposing?"

"From now on we all must dress as sexily as possible. And that doesn't mean just skimpy outfits. Skimpy is good, don't get me wrong, but there are other ways to be sexy. For example, a loose silk blouse tucked into a tight mini-skirt, worn without a bra or panties is very sexy, and can be worn out in public."

"That look works for you or Megan, even Wendy," said Mindy, concerned, "but what about those of us like Mia and I, you know girls with smallish tits."

"Don't worry, mistress Mindy," assured Mia, "I know how to make the most of what I have, and your luscious tits are bigger than my humble ones. I'll make sure that you are so sexy that my magnificent master's eyeballs will pop right out of his head."

"So everyone has the idea?" Asked Penny, pausing while all the gorgeous girls nodded their heads. "Megan, you make sure Carla knows what's going on and then let's all head out to the pool."

When Pete had finally cleaned up and made it out to the pool area he was shocked at what he saw. Penny was wearing a brief yellow Brazilian bikini that matched her hair color and a lacy yellow cover up that allowed hints of her statuesque figure to peek through and a clear view of her perfectly formed legs.

Megan and Carla had similar body types and looked like twin Barbie dolls with slightly different hair color. They had borrowed a couple suits from Mindy who happened to have two tiny string bikinis that were identical in every way except for color. Technically they were much to small for the two voluptuous cheerleaders; little triangles of material that comprised the tops were just enough to cover their nipples, other than that; their beautiful full round rib rockets were entirely exposed. The bottoms were no better, they seemed to be made of just a few pieces of string with a silk flower strategically placed. Megan's suit was blue, which looked nice with her bright blonde hair framing her lovely features, which were slightly more rounded than Carla's sharper, more angular appearance. The latter beauty's long honey blonde locks were offset nicely by the tiny dashes of brilliant red provided by her matching bikini.

Pete thought he might just sit there and ogle the two gorgeous blonde cheerleaders but his eyes were ripped from the heavenly visages by Wendy's lean busty appearance. It didn't appear that she intended to go swimming as she had donned a very brief pair of low-ride cut-off blue jeans that hugged every curve of her tight round ass. The top two buttons were already unbuttoned giving the impression that she was ready at a moments notice to kick them off and spread her shapely legs. The cut-offs were coordinated with a tight red and white sleeveless checkerboard button down shirt that hadn't been buttoned down but instead was tied in a small knot right below her firm puff pastries pushing them together and revealing a nice expanse of cleavage which Pete noticed would be perfect for a quick tit-fuck. Her long wavy red hair flowed across her shoulders, reaching almost to her incredibly narrow midriff. She saw his reaction and her amazing green eyes flashed with pleasure when she saw by the twitch under his suit that he found her sexy.

As content as Pete would have been to simply stare at Wendy for the rest of his life, he was distracted by some very attractive motion down by the diving board. Mindy was seductively climbing the short ladder and her amazing outfit took Pete's breath away. She was wearing white silk shorts so brief they pretty much amounted to a wide ribbon covering just enough to be socially acceptable. She had a white tank top that had been cut short so that it barely covered her nipples and the bottoms of her round milk muffins were clearly visible. Her perky blonde hair was pulled back into an adorable ponytail and the white clothing made her tanned smooth skin glow in the sunlight.

Pete realized had never seen that particular tank top before, he knew if he had, the need to rub one out would have been so great he would surely have remembered trying to climb the stairs to his room with his lusty lamp post that fucking hard. His suspicions were confirmed when he notice that the cut at the bottom of the shirt appeared fresh and surmised that she had cut it today, just for him. Along with the thick lounge lizard under his suit, his love for his sister swelled to new and greater proportions.

He observed all this while she smoothly strode to the end of the diving board and without a moments hesitation she gave a small bounce and dove into the pool, her arms swung over her head giving him a quick flash of nipple before she hit the water. He watched as she slid underwater the entire length of the pool and popped out at the shallow end climbing out onto the patio in one graceful motion. The white tank top now had two darkened raised circles where it was plastered to her engorged nipples.

As Mindy walked over to grab her towel she passed Mia who was wearing a red sling bikini that was basically just a narrow band of lycra shaped in a 'V' that ran from her clean shaven birth cannon up across both of her dairy dingers. In the back, a small string mysteriously emerged from her sexy ass cleavage hovering sensuously over the small of her back before becoming reacquainted with her smooth tawny skin under her silky black hair somewhere in the vicinity of her sensuous shoulder blades. The construction of her suit was such that when she bent just right the thin material fell away from her hot little honkers giving everyone a nice peek. When she saw that Pete had finally noticed, her mouth turned up in an embarrassed grin and her cheeks darkened slightly as she demurely straightened her posture to once again conceal her lovely lung lemons. Pete was so turned on by these flashes that it never dawned on him that she was having these 'accidents' at regular intervals and never seemed to notice that she was uncovered until Pete had gotten a good look.

Of course, Pete wasn't the only one with bugged out eyes and drool on his chin (not to mention a large bulge under his suit). Chad was trying valiantly to see everything he could without appearing to have any interest whatsoever. It was hard for him (get it?... 'hard'...) since Carla was watching him intently trying to catch him checking out one of the other girls.

Pete had finally decided to simply have a seat and enjoy the show when he heard a voice behind him.

"Heheheheheheheheheheh..."

"Hey Bernie," said Pete turning around, "I forgot you were here. So, what do you think of our little pool party?"

"Heheheh... boobies!"

"Yes, yes there are lots of very nice boobies here. I'm going to have a seat and enjoy them, why don't you join me?"

Pete sat down on the nearest deck chair and Bernie took the next one over. Pete noticed that cleanly shaven and missing his thick coat of grime, he looked almost normal in the blue button down shirt and khaki slacks. Pete was a little concerned at his continued blathering, having assumed previously that Bernie's lack of articulation was due to intoxication, but after his shower and nap he should have been pretty well sobered up.

While the old homeless man sat openly leering at the assembled lovelies Pete took a peek inside his head only to find there wasn't much there. The poor old guy apparently could feed himself, if he had access to food - but things like providing for his own shelter and hygiene were beyond him. Pete found some vague memories of kindly folks around the neighborhood Pete had found him, who would give Bernie food from time to time.

He also found that Bernie never drank, basically his mind was mostly animal instinct and, from what Pete could determine, he thought the blowjob he had gotten from Megan was the best thing that had ever happened to him. Looking through the old codgers eyes Pete found that, while he was checking out all the gorgeous women around the pool, Megan was the one he looked at the most. He was now glad that he had decided to make Bernie a part of the household, considering it a good deed. He had gotten a homeless man off the streets and, along with his loving family, could make whatever years he had left comfortable. Very comfortable, thought Pete with a grin, if he didn't change Megan's impulse to suck Bernie's bald-headed butler whenever she saw it.

"OH Shit!" exclaimed Megan, by sheer coincidence.

Pete pulled out of Bernie's head to find that the old man had gotten so excited from viewing the acres of beautiful flesh that he had pulled out his turgid thigh thumper and begun stroking. Megan, much to her chagrin, had happened to glance over and see it and was compelled to help him out. She had dropped to her knees in front of Bernie and was enthusiastically slobbering his knob while Bernie groped her firm butterballs. Pete realized that he had forgotten to make Megan believe the old man was still nasty - but he was feeling magnanimous and decided to let her have that one. In fact, since he now felt a bit of affection for the bum he was considering making Megan sleep with him every night - she did need sex every day after all.

As mentioned previously in this narrative, Megan was quite good at oral attentions and watching her service Bernie had him throbbing painfully against his suit - especially since he had personal memories of just how good she was. He pulled his enormous ecstasy eel out into the sunlight and called to Mindy.

"Min, any chance you want to help me out here?" he said with a knowing grin, having no doubt that she would jump at the chance to, well, jump him.

"Absolutely!" she answered enthusiastically, running around the pool, her eyes locked on his giant fetus feeler.

"Now Pete," chastise Penny, "Are you sure you want to do this now? Remember, you have quite a few young ladies to impregnate this evening and you've already cum twice today."

"Awww, mom," complained Pete in mock frustration. He knew she was right and was grateful for the reminder. "You never let me have ANY fun."

"Oh, I didn't say anything about not having fun, I just meant you shouldn't cum." She turned to address the assembled examples of female perfection. Even Megan stopped her sword swallowing to listen. "Okay ladies, here are the ground rules: do whatever you want with whomever you want but no one is allowed to touch Pete's glorious cock. I know it will be difficult, for me too, but we must think of the greater mission. If anyone feels too cock-deprived they can use Bernie's." She looked at Megan's tonsil toy for the first time. "He... well... he seems to have a very... nice one too." Pete looked over while Penny licked her lips and noticed that Bernie did indeed have a fuck ferret that was almost as impressive as his own.

Penny shook off her contemplation and continued. "You wouldn't mind that, would you Bernie?"

"Boobies!" Bernie replied energetically as Megan wrapped her hose sucker back around his iron crowbar.

"Very well, try not to make him cum, Megan, others may need to use that thing and I don't think he can recover as quickly as Pete can."

"Hokay, Momma." Said Megan around Bernie's gag mallet.

"Hey," interjected Chad, "they can use mine too. It's the least I can do to assist in the effort."

"No they can't!" fired Carla. "Your cock is mine and mine alone. You let any of these other girls touch it and I'll crush your balls."

"But baby, don't you think that's being selfish?"

"Don't worry, Carla," assured the brown beauty, Mia, "I don't think any of us will need cock that badly. Besides, I'm not sure it would do us any good anyway. It's probably a really good thing you have such a tight little pussy or it wouldn't do you any good either."

Chad looked as though he were trying to remember something. "Hey, baby, have you ever faked it when we fucked?"

"Of course not." Said Carla innocently. "Whatever possessed you to ask such a question?"

"I'm not sure. It seems I recall you saying something about that - but I have no idea when."

"Probably something I said when we were arguing, you know, just trying to hurt your feelings. Don't worry, baby, you rock my world. Not as good as Pete, but still good enough."

Pete appreciated what Penny was trying to do and decided to relax Megan's suck compulsion so she could take it easier on the horny senior citizen.

Pete moved to one of the chaise lounges and sat back, happily anticipating what was to come. Mindy and Wendy moved to either side of Pete and he reached up to grope and caress the two hot bodied beauties. His right hand slid up under Mindy's brief panty while his left explored Wendy's luscious cleavage. Mia moved in to straddle Pete and slowly gyrated erotically, her gentle fingers lightly traveling over his sensitive chest while her all-but-unclad taffy puller hovered enticingly close to his throbbing gut tapper. Pete closed his eyes and luxuriated in the sensuous stimulation.

Penny, seeing Pete was well cared for decided to give Bernie more of a thrill.

"Megan, dear, would be kind enough to stop sucking for a few minutes, I'm not sure what his reaction is going to be and I don't want him to blow his nut just yet."

Megan lifted her lovely lips and, holding Bernie's ham roll, she began to suck on his balls.

"You like boobies, Bernie?" Penny asked him sweetly.

"Boobies!"

"Yes dear, boobies. How about these?" Penny dropped her frilly cover up and slid her bikini cups down to release her bodacious bombshells. She was already close enough for him to touch them, but she leaned in so they were right in his face.

"Boobies! Boobies! Boobies! Mfghfh!" exclaimed Bernie as he started suckling on Penny's erect nipples.

"Yes, Bernie, that's right... suck those boobies good."

"foooooobeeeeees!" said Bernie gleefully without taking the nipple out of his mouth.

By now Pete had his finger inside Mindy's tight little tulip and he felt it shift slightly. The next thing he knew there was an engorged nipple in his mouth and he sucked eagerly, hearing a gasp of pleasure from Mindy. The fingers deftly manipulating his ball sack slowed in their movements and tightened ever so slightly.

Penny stepped out of her bikini bottoms and threw one leg over Bernie. Megan rubbed his firm flounder against the hot wet lips of Penny's penis piranha.

"Oh, shit... yes... oh baby!" Moaned Penny, grinding her hips to increase the stimulation. Pete opened his eyes and looked over in time to see his adoptive mother's upside down tuna taco sliding deliciously onto Bernie's throbbing enchilada. Pete could have sworn he felt the wondrous friction of the hot slick flesh engulfing his own bulging burrito when he was jarred out of his fantasy by the ringing of the phone he had placed on the nearby table.

Wendy was closest and she snatched it up.

"Hello... Hi, Skip... got it, everything's set... okay, we'll meet you there... nothing, just waiting for your call... okay, bye."

"I guess that was Skip." Ventured Pete.

"Yep, time to visit the sorority."

"What?" complained Chad, "Now?"

Everyone looked over to see Chad with a plaintive look on his face and a well-manicured fist on his crack smacker. Carla kept jacking while she talked.

"I know where it is," said Carla easily, as though she wasn't currently engaged in spanking Chad's monkey. "We'll catch up with you... whoops!" She squeaked as Chad's nut butter belched out all over her hand. "Never mind, I guess we're ready to go."

"Well... you can... go on... without me," panted Penny, without missing a stroke. "I'll stay here... and keep... an eye... on Bernie."

"Okay, mom." Laughed Pete to the accompaniment of the other girl's giggles.

While Carla used a handy towel to clean up Chad's discharge Megan ran inside to grab sweatpants and a t-shirt for Pete and oversized t-shirts for herself and the other girls. They all donned their cover-ups and headed for the driveway.

"Have fun!" Called Penny with a mischievous grin.