Chapter 20
Howling Wolves
The house seemed empty once we arrived back at the cabin. I was worried at first because the house was dark. At least that's what it looked like on the outside. Yet I knew if there had been trouble, they wouldn't have let us through. Instead, it was just a basic inspection. For the moment we went through the gate and the driver met the watchmen and noticed they had only changed shift as they opened the gate. After, they had looked inside our limo, including the trunk.
They even swept for bugs and tracking devices just in case. It was three of the checkpoints we had to go through before we even reached the main road to our cabins. Stringham and Mr. Vincent weren't taking any chances whatsoever, not since what had happened at his place in Highland. This place was guarded better than Fort Knox. It was guarded if it was the White House or better, seeing other guards walking the perimeter. They were told to shoot first and ask questions later.
Once inside, I quickly reset the alarm at the door, stating I was home. I heard the TV going down the hall as I grabbed cold sodas for all of us and plastic cups. And several cans of whipped cream and chocolate sauces for later. Giving them to Dillon to take out to the pool. I hadn't been in the hot tub since Shawn and Arthur cleaned it. I was told it was as good as new.
But I had other things in mind at the moment, watching Dora grabbing two thermoses and heating my tea in the microwave and the sex drink before filling them. As the rest of us made our way back down to my room, I quickly took a peek inside Shawn's and Arthur's room. Seeing them sound asleep on their beds while the guards were having sex with two different girls than they had earlier on the bed.
They gave me a nod, and as I closed the door, I informed them that everyone else was spending the night at the hotel or in the other cabins. It didn't really matter though, since they weren't allowed to leave the room without Shawn and Arthur by their side. Besides, they had everything they needed - several pizza boxes, chips, and soda. It was clear that they were in a drug-induced sleep, but I didn't care. I proceeded to my room, quickly setting down my things and moving my wheelchair to the corner.
I couldn't wait to change out of these clothes and remove the latex. However, I had to be careful with it until then, so I laid out some plastic sheeting and kicked my shoes off inside the closet. Before doing anything else, I made sure to give Sparky his well-deserved treat that I had bought extra for him. He devoured it eagerly. Since I wasn't allowed out of the house without my wheelchair, I asked Dillon, who had changed into comfortable clothes, if he could take Sparky out. I handed him the leash and the access code to turn off and reset the alarm.
We had promised the girls not to undress ourselves, but we were allowed to change our clothes if we wanted to, as long as it wasn't just a robe. So, I quickly put on my hospital scrubs and placed my boxers and socks in the hamper. I frowned at the thought of getting back into my wheelchair, but I had no other choice. I refused to let them pick me up off the floor. I also made sure to grab a new box of condoms and take my medicines before leaving. I placed my robe in my lap, along with the candles they had sent me, as I made my way down the hall. I told the boys to meet us out in the pool, and as we passed the girls, they smiled at us for the following instructions.
I lit the candles, letting the boys put them in the water of the pool, and had Dillon and them bring over the pool pillows and mattresses off the chairs for later and had them arrange them around the hot tub. Sparky found his spot and dog pillow with everything he would need near the door and the kitchen. He didn't mind the pool as much as the bathtub, mostly because he had been in the tub with me as I bathed him and the Vincent boys earlier today.
Plus, he still had his bone and the second portion of prime rib and the scraps we had taken with us, which was plenty to keep him occupied. Alana turned on the radio, finding some music that set the mood a bit, nothing too soft that would put us all to sleep. We didn't have to worry about how loud it was, because our parents wouldn't be home, and neither would anyone else that we knew of.
The rule didn't extend to the girls as we noticed they were all wearing robes. It made my penis jump just seeing them as they came toward us. Placing the bottles of wine and the plastic wine glasses near the hot tub as one of them turned on the jets, and placed more scented candles around it.
I quickly parked my wheelchair and walked towards them. Almost fell, but they caught me, letting me fall gently on one of the mattresses. I tried to apologize for having them shush me as they helped me off with my shirt, tossing it into a corner, allowing me to be first as they undressed me and slightly disappointed because I was only wearing two articles of clothing.
It was Fauna's turn to be first as she helped me up and let me dive into the pool first. I watched her drop her robe and smile, finding her tantalizing naked body. While I watched the other boys being undressed by the girls and dive in next to me. So, they could watch them drop their robes. Causing all of us to salivate as they swam closer to us.
It was a much better experience than watching Bay Watch. They came closer and dove in as the candles softly floated around us, providing our only light besides the full moon shining through the windows and the glass ceiling. I had always wondered what would happen during a thunderstorm when large hail pounded the roof, but I had been assured that the glass was very thick and covered before any storm. It wasn't quite winter yet, so the snow wouldn't fall and when it did, it simply slid off.
In terms of sexual activity, we didn't do much in the pool. We kissed a lot and stimulated each other as we made our way closer to the sides of the steps. I swam over and opened a box of condoms for Fauna and me. Being in the water was easier for me to handle because it supported me and I didn't have to stand on my own. Fauna then took me in her arms, slipped a condom on me, and guided me inside of her. She pushed me to the sides of the pool where I wouldn't have to exert as much effort.
We engaged in soft, gentle sex and nibbled on each other's breasts and earlobes, passionately kissing each other as if we were savoring our last meal. Eventually, we both couldn't stand up anymore. We were the first to get out of the pool and climb into the hot tub, seeking warmth as we continued where we had left off.
I had been informed that we would spend tonight together, but the following nights and days would be spent apart. I asked Fauna for clarification, and she explained that we would be spending two weeks together with my family and friends. I didn't want to hide the fact that I would be spending the second week with my mother, so I was honest with Fauna. She simply shrugged her shoulders and said they had already been informed and were working out the details for our safety.
I couldn't wait to introduce them to my Santaquin friends, as well as my grandmother and mother. However, the details still needed to be sorted out. I was particularly concerned about my father and whether he would be home from the hospital by then. According to Mr. Stringham when I overheard him mention he had put him there personally. Again, I was concerned about being in my weakened state. Could I protect them? I could only hope that now that the poison was gone, I would gain my strength quickly. Either way, I planned to push myself until I was at least a hundred percent or nearly enough by then.
My other mermaids, who climbed into the tub as Alana passed around the sex drink soon joined me. She informed us that something extra had been added to invigorate us for a long night of mind-blowing sex and stimulation. As I sipped my tea to soothe my cough, I also indulged in the sex drink. The flavors seemed to enhance it, leading me to question what else they had put in it. I couldn't help but hope it wasn't poison, although I had no reason to worry.
I trusted that Dr. Sar's and her daughters were nothing like Gloria, especially since Stringham trusted her. Reflecting on how I trusted the Vincents, Mom, and Dad and what happened, I once again searched for Jeff. Unfortunately, the spot where we linked was cold and empty, except for a tiny flicker that assured me I had nothing to be concerned about. It whispered that he would kick my butt if I didn't satisfy my mermaids all night long, including Alana and Dora. After we had rested for a bit, I considered changing partners, but the girls had a different idea. They wanted to cover me in chocolate sauce and whipped cream, just as Alana and Dora were doing to Dillon.
Walter and Scott would then choose between us, and it would be the first time either of them had me or vice versa. I was really looking forward to it, but then again, I was into the kinky stuff and so were they.It was a wild sex party as they licked every inch of me and Dillon right down to our toes. I was a little concerned that my nectar would be a little on the bitter side, but no one said anything as they took turns getting every last drop before it was my turn, starting with each of the girls first.
Once we had. We climbed back into the hot tub to clean off and drink one of the bottles of wine. Saving the rest until we made it back to my room, letting the boys clean up our mess. Placing our clothes and towels into the hamper as we dressed in our robes. There was no discussion about if we wanted another bath after we broke in the bed.
I simply stated my preference as I watched Isza run the bath and ask us what flavor we wanted. "Anything different from peaches and cream." This opened me to more questions, considering they knew that was my favorite, and right now I didn't want to go into that and spoil the mood of our lovemaking.
Once again, I parked my wheelchair against the wall, walked towards the bed, and climbed into the middle. As Sparky jumped on it only to jump off. Because we had no intentions of sleeping yet as my three girl mermaids and Dillon joined me. Helping me strip the bed down to the top sheet. So, when we used the chocolate and whipped cream, we had to remove it and not ruin the top bedding or the bed we were sleeping in.
I let them remove my robe as I watched Walter and Scott climb on their couch bed with Alana and Dora. Where they would be spending the night, but for now, like us, we had no intention of going to bed as Dillon and I let them remove our robes, which we wouldn't need until morning. I wanted to try some new moves that I had been thinking about now that we were on a comfortable bed. With two guys and three women, the possibilities were endless.
I had decided to try something new for our first move. It was inspired by what Stringham did with me and one of the girls in the hot tub the other night. So, I asked Dillon to lay on his back, and Nora laid on top of him, breasts facing upward. This way, Dillon could massage them and stimulate her as much as he wanted. It was quite intriguing to watch his penis spring up between her sweet spot, giving me access to both. While I had them in position, a weird idea popped into my head. I told Isza to get into the spider position with Dillon and Nora. She seemed confused, like the rest of them. Meanwhile, our other group of friends paused to see what I was doing.
Once they were all in position, I laid down on one side and had Fauna take the other. I placed a bottle of chocolate sauce and a can of whipped cream within arm's reach, as I wanted Fauna to see what I had in mind. It wasn't difficult for her to figure out that I wanted a delicious penis sandwich, with two tasty, sweet spots on either side. We jokingly called it a sandwich with a side of fries. Fauna and I found it quite enjoyable as the two girls climaxed repeatedly, their screams echoing through the room. We tasted each of them as we worked together, enjoying our sandwich with a side of fries, while Dillon became the mayo to add to it.
Once we had our fill for the moment and the two girls needed a break after so many climaxes, it was mine and Fauna's turn to try the new position. I smiled as I saw the other group give it a try, asking me what I called it. I simply replied, "A sandwich with a side of fries." The more I thought about it, the more I realized the endless possibilities of this formation. I mentioned wanting to try a Double-Decker sandwich or a club sandwich in the future.
Now that we have enough girls and boys in the room, some might call it a true orgy. But to us, it was just clean, wholesome fun with close friends, all wanting to share each other's company and have mind-blowing sex. I don't understand why so many people are against it. Then again, there are just as many who claim to be against it but secretly enjoy group sex whenever the opportunity arises.
After Fauna and I had a turn, I asked Walter and Scott to get on the bed in spider position and let the girls decide, but I chose Alana and Isza so we could have a side of wheat bread and a side of white bread. Then I had another idea pop into my mind having two women and two guys Dillon and I and Nora and Dora still available. I changed the name to a club sandwich with a side of fries, with fry sauce, and ketchup.
Letting Fauna take the chocolate sauce and whip-cream spread around us as she piled the whip-cream and drizzled the chocolate sauce in the middle of our club sandwich and the breast of all the girls and mine and Dillon's back, and to lick off with our two girls as they slipped on a condom for us. Dinner was once again served. If only we had a camera, you might see the strangest mess of bodies in the most organized position of a rose, or a kaleidoscope of odd patrons as our artwork comes alive.
Once, everyone, had a turn being the sandwich and the fries as well as the sauce, which became a new favorite of ours as we imagined what it would be like to have a couple of large penis or more, and I happened to know some boys that had them, but sad to say they weren't here with us and were having their own fun. I had a couple more ideas, but I wasn't sure if it would work or not, but I was willing to give it a try, but it would, in the end, it fell flat because the condom got in the way and spoiled the taste.
I called it a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Where one boy was on top with his penis inside the girl and their legs spread just enough so the third person could come up between them and taste them as well as playing linked with a second girl, as chips on the side including dip as someone licks in between them. Again, the idea was good, but the condom made it not as enjoyable, but it was doable.
Yet everyone had a good time and that was all that mattered as we adjourned again to our bath to clean off the stickiness of the chocolate and the whip-cream and removed the top sheet. We had another round of sex in the tub as we finished off the bottles of wine and made our way back to the bed. Worn out as we fell asleep in each other's arms, with breasts in our mouths and a girl's hand on our penis. What better way to end the night than with the howling of wolves?