Chapter21-1
Gunfight
Part 2
He was a quick learner though once he understood what I wanted. He stopped hurrying like everything was a race. When he was comfortable about putting his arms around me. I moved them to his butt and drew him closer with a kiss so deep, so loving that he moaned when he released me. He said he never kissed a boy like that. I was not surprised when he asked me if he could do it again, deepening our kiss as our tongues played in each other's mouths. I asked. "Are you ready for me to bathe you?"
He nodded and told the girls to wash our backs and our legs, and we would do our fronts and theirs as well as their backs. It was our job to tell the girls what we wanted, but I kissed them each telling them to take their time and have their way with us. I was here to pleasure them as much as they were here to please me. It was not a job, and it was not paid sex, even though I had a feeling they were paid quite well. I just wanted all of us to enjoy the moment. I even asked each of their name something l liked to do because made it more personal.
One behind me was named Bethany. She had long red hair and bright green eyes and a round face with a cute button nose with a long, thin mouth. She was a little thing maybe five foot three with cantaloupe-size breast, one of my favorite sizes. She had these cute little knees that had the image of a smiley face and red sparkly nail polish. I could tell right away that she likes to sunbathe nude because every inch of her was tan, a dark rich tan, maybe a shade lighter than mine. She giggled when I tickled her, a little corky fun giggle. She was not shy about touching me anywhere and enjoyed taking her time, unhurried.
The girl behind Jim Bob was named Sally. Last names aren't all that important unless we plan to spend a lot of time together. Both girls were members of the Garden Club, which said neither of them were hookers or prostitutes, or on a payroll they were here like me, to have fun during the summer break. Both been married both had once been LDS until they too were shunned because they were raped and abused by their husbands and are now divorced.
Like I said the LDS church doesn't care, they simply ignore them because of what happened to them. Sally had a kid, and he was in his first year of college. She was pregnant by the time she was fourteen. I loved feeling her soft brown hair almost the color of honey. With beautiful chocolate brown eyes that wanted me to melt the moment, she looked at me. She too was short about five feet five if that.
More of an oval face than a square and had nice, lush lips and fingers that said she played an instrument like a flute. Her breasts were nice plump watermelons another size I really liked. She had an infectious laugh that I fell in love with. I couldn't wait to hear her scream as I pleasure her on the bed. She had tiny ankles and feet so small I could almost measure them with my hand. I hated the fact she was abused and was pregnant by the time she was fourteen. If it was up to me, I would kick his ass so hard he was thanking God that he lived.
I took my time bathing Jim Bob and waiting until he was hard again. I already was because of how fast those pills work. I took my time with each of the girls until both of them had been bathed and pleasured by both of us, before we made it to the bed. I could already hear Greg in the next room having mind-blowing sex. But I wanted to take my time with Jim Bob and our two girls. I dried them off, letting them dry me off as well as Jim Bob before we got on the bed. Jim was more than ready to drive straight ahead like it was a race, not an experience. I told him to slow down these are girls, not sex machines. He looked puzzled, and I growled inwardly, wanting to slap them for teaching him that all girls were not meant for just sex.
I knew he was angry with me, but I did not care. I said. "It takes twenty to thirty minutes to regenerate hard enough, so make it count." I knew he knew mine and Greg's record of four to five hours of hot, passionate sex, yet neither of them believed it. We just spent an hour and a half in the tub giving each other a sensual and sexual bath. Not hardcore sex. He spent thirty minutes stimulating me orally. Whereas Greg and I spent two hours stimulating them downstairs and at the bar. I gave him a slow demonstration by placing lotion with a hint of pineapple and Orange passion fruit.
I started with Bethany's shoulders and massaged each of her breasts all the way down to her stomach and did likewise. All the way down to her feet and toes. I proceeded by working my way back up and took her mouth and kissed her hard and deep, then released her. Working down with my tongue down to her breasts and made a meal out of them. Circling her nipples and biting softly, I gave him a nod and said. "It's all about the foreplay, making those twenty minutes memorable as much as the sex is. It's not strip and jump her and be quick and dirty. It's about love and showing them, you care. That you want to be with them. Isn't that right, girls?"
They answered me with a kiss hard enough to take my breath away. Jim Bob said. "Hey, that's my girl?"
I wanted to smack him across the face but instead slapped his butt and said. "Our girls. Greg and I could have had them all to ourselves tonight but wanted to share because we are not greedy. We share everything, and I mean everything." Taking his penis and stroked him until he got the message.
He mouthed. "Everything?" I nodded. I gave another go around with a massage, hoping Rabbit Boy would get the message.
I whispered to Bethany if she was ready as I had her climax twice only using my tongue and fingers. She wiggled with anticipation as Sally waited for Jim Bob to pleasure her. Placing his hands on her sweet spot, but instead, he denied her and inserted his penis inside of her as he lay on top of her and humped her like a jackrabbit. She was not enjoying the fast-paced sex as much as Bethany was. Instead, she was taking a nice even love of her life sex as I kissed her and brought her up slowly and took my time getting more, as I made a meal of her breasts and her mouth.
She screamed with pleasure several times; I had yet to fully climax. Versa Jim Bob having Sally climax twice and he was already done waiting for his self to regenerate. He gasped as he watched me keep going once, twice, and three times in the same hour, and he had barely made it twice. I had yet to pull it out as I kept a steady and slow pace only picking up speed as I had regenerated to keep going. We rocked back and forth on the bed kissing and making a meal out of both of us when I reached my fourth climax. I finally stopped. Bethany said. "Now that's what I call amazing sex."
Sally seemed bored and jealous as she watched me take my time and clean her out and let Sally have a taste of us before Jim Bob got what was left, considering he still did not share Sally with me. I guess sharing was a new concept with him and Evan. There still was not a knock on the door and I was ready for round two with Sally. Bethany hated to let me go, but a deal was a deal with Greg and I both promised the girls a turn with both of us. I traded places with Jim Bob as he once again dove hard and fast like a jackrabbit.
Bethany was not enjoying it as she gave a bored sigh, trying to get Jim Bob to play with her while he was having sex with her. He did the bare minimum, and he got the bare minimum from her not screaming his name. Giving a sigh seeing he was already spent and waiting to become hard again. As Sally was screaming, making them know that she was alive and having mind-blowing sex. With the new pills that I had been prescribed, I was able to use it to my advantage, becoming harder faster, and with way more energy, and having Sally climax six times compared to Jim Bob's two. By that time, there was a knock on the door. Stringham was telling us dinner was ready downstairs, opening the door with a waist robe for each of us. Mine with a tiger on it and a plain one with Jim Bob's name on it waiting for an animal of his choosing, which should be a jackrabbit.
Greg, giving me a high five said. "Let's eat. I have worked up an appetite so large I could eat my horse." I listened to the girl's whisper, telling each other that Greg and I were amazing, the other two not so much. I knew it hurt Evan's and Jim Bob feelings, but I had warned Jim Bob and tried to coach him. He just had this mentality that being a jackrabbit is what girls and guys wanted, and apparently, so did Evan. Stringham gave us a choice to go back to his house where we all could have a nice hot bath and more sex or spend the night here.
I knew my mother, and I knew she would have a royal fit if she did not see me soon. So, I agreed that after we ate, we would go back. But also stated the two girls I wanted next were the two I had promised to have mind-blowing sex with. In fact, they had already started putting the promises to good use. By removing our waists robes and climbing on our laps and having us at the table. Feeding each other by spilling everything on their breast. Having us use them as a plate with no silverware while having sex with us.
Sally and Bethany were jealous, trying to get Evan and Jim Bob to do the same thing, but they seemed bored by having the girls doing all the work. They weren't enjoying it as much as they climaxed fully. Said they were tired and wanted to take a nice hot shower and climb into bed after an endless day of having sex and playing in the sun. It was a fight that nearly took place with the girls deciding who was going to ride with who on the helicopters. It only seats six not eight, two to fly it and four passengers.
It was only an hour and a half ride. So, I said. "Greg and I will ride back with Evan and Jim Bob and when we get back. Greg and I would spend the rest of the night with all you four girls." Evan and Jim Bob rolled their eyes asking them where and how we find the energy.
I turned around and said. "It's all about the foreplay boys and the timing. It's not just taking off our clothes and getting naked and having sex and waving the checkered flag to see who was able to do it the fastest and move on to the next one. It's about making love, where you both enjoy it, you want to keep going."
It had been almost ten minutes of complete boredom until Greg opened my robe and started stroking me. I laid across the seat, having him climb on top of me and stimulating ourselves together. Greg asked Evan and Jim Bob if they wanted some when we both climaxed. They tried to look away until Evan jumped at the chance to have us both. Leaving a small amount for Jim Bob, but he declined to say he much preferred to have it all or nothing.
Evan shrugged his shoulders and took it all then lay on the floor of the helicopter letting Greg and I have our way with him. Causing Jim Bob to lie on the seats to give us a room as he stimulated himself. The three of us shook our heads and continued our game to pass the time. When we landed, Greg turned to Jim Bob and said. "That was not that fun masturbating all by yourself compared to having someone else do it for you?" I could see him trying to connect the dots, but he still hasn't come to a reason why we enjoy doing it together compared to alone. It was the same with a girl where he's afraid to share. I whispered in Evans' ear that if he got bored, he knew where we would be. He gave a sad sigh put his arms around his best friend and took a long hot shower with him.
The moment my mother saw me she laid into Stringham when she asked. "Where in the hell have you been for nearly eight hours?"
I saved him from wringing his neck as the girls walked in; I said. "Trying to get those last two votes, end up getting six to put us over the top, having mind-blowing cowboy sex." Mom gasped, seeing four very happy and very naked girls as they each gave us a breast to play with. Mom knew my rep when it came to having more than one girl at a time. She just did not think it was possible.
She said. "I just spent an hour on the phone with a furious grandmother because you haven't called her to say you were ok. And I had no idea where you were and looked in every closet, every room, and the basement and did not find a single trace of you. When Landon said you and Greg went to a shootout and to have sex. When you did not leave me a note, did not say where you were going or when you will be back. I am grounding you until further notice of this house. I have a mind to tan that cute little butt of yours until it turns bright red."
All I said was, "Thanks, Mom, for handling my grandma. Now I won't have to call her, knowing she is still angry." I kissed her on the cheek as she slapped my bottom to give it a little sting. And hugged the stuffing out of me and kissed me hard and passionately.
Greg started up the stairs with our four girls until Mom yelled at him and said. "And where do you think you're going, young man?"
Greg said. "To take a nice long bath with our four girls, Mrs. S."
Mom grabbed him by the shoulders and turned him around and hugged him, then spanked his bare bottom like she did mine, then kissed him. "Call me Linda or Mom. You are as much as my son as Eric is. Now get up there and show those girls what it means to be one of my boys. I want their screams echoing these walls, or I will tan both your cute little bottoms. You hear me, boys?"
We said. "Yes, ma'am."
Stringham was about to leave until Mom caught him and said. "My bedroom in five minutes. I am horny as hell, very horny and it seems my boys will be too busy to satisfy me, and Dave has taken Cindy and Jody home. Landon is spent the last eight hours having sex with me and my son's friends had already gone home. Because they have an early church schedule and needed to be in church to give a talk on chastity and setting standards." She rolled her eyes, "Giving the topic of 'chastity,' or sexual abstention when in reality they were having sex and lots of sex with several girls, as well as stimulating each other orally."
Somewhere God is laughing his head off knowing that those boys have no plans of living that stupid LDS law. Finding sex really enjoyable with more than one partner, yet to everyone else they have to live a secret life. Not all missionaries tell their Bishop everything like how often they stimulate themselves or have they had sex. Not all boys have an open relationship with their parents or Bishop. Chew on that LDS people who think about shunning people. Because you dislike it or heard something about that person who you disagree with. Pushing them out of the church into the cold. "Out of sight, out of mind."