A Family Addicted to Sex Pt. 03

Out in the bright but chilly sun with Atticus, the potential consequence of our original sin soaking in, though my cock had other ideas as my mind replayed the deep meaning of the all-night talk with Bella. Thank goodness for Atticus demanding simple things, saying hello to other dogs and dog people, and peeing on most every fire hydrant in the neighborhood. That is, Atticus was peeing, lifting his leg with unrestrained joy. I had thrown on my sweats and running shoes, but hadn't taken the time to put on underwear. My cock was a problem, and I found myself holding it down with his leash in my hand. Bella had shared sacred secrets in the many hours of talk, it was a profound intimacy! Knowing what likely no one else knew about her history and feelings, including the sad and painful ones, it was both rich and intoxicating.

I was in-love with a Black woman less than half my age, and one way or another my wife was ultimately going to fully realize that truth. That they too had developed a sexual relationship was both a positive, and a complicating factor. They were girlfriends. The fact that Zach, who I really loved and thought of as a son and now lover, had brought Bella home as his possible trophy girlfriend had my head spinning. It all started when Victoria was in California for a week, I met Zach in the produce section at T&C, and he and I immediately became lovers. A first for both of us. Zach's a very young Navy kid, Black and beautiful, and in short order Victoria's lover too and now living in our house. We all feel like family, and it is no exaggeration to say we are a family addicted to sex with each other. But now I'm in-love, really in-love with Bella, and her with me.

I feel lucky that at this age I am realizing my bisexual self with Zach, especially loving sucking his monster Black cock. He's almost always hard and comes in huge loads, again and again. At just twenty-seven, he seems to have a load ready for one of us all the time. A vegetarian, the taste is more sweet than salty. I could worship that cock every single day, and what a sweetheart of a young man he is, Princeton educated, yet humble and kind in every way. Those of you who have followed this epic know that I feared Victoria's reaction, instead she went nuts over him too, they became lovers and together we happily invited him to move-in with us. We are his surrogate parents. Almost as quickly, we all came to love Bella. Now being in-love with her, I find myself wanting time alone, like last night. What a night.

Last night I learned about the foundation of her BDSM-bent, and it is a unique bond for the two of us and really is only about the two of us. We could do as we please easily with Zach and Victoria as an audience, but suddenly being alone with my most intimate soulmate ever, seems all that is on my mind. Or mostly what's on my mind. Engineering being alone in my bedroom all night last night, the bedroom that Victoria and I have shared for years, did have me feeling great guilt. Bella clearly wants it too, and was ready to face the music and make it all okay this morning. I had to wonder though, what was I going to walk into when I came back from this walk? Jealousy or hurt from Zach or Victoria? And what will happen today? I'd like to have hours of play with Bella. I am dreaming of going away with her, taking a trip, staying at a hotel, spending full time with her on the weekends. It was all too much. My mind went back to last night's learning, holding Atticus' leash and enjoying our walk, hiding my hard cock.

Bella, like Zach, is bi-racial. Her mom a Black beauty in New York, courted by and married to an Italian gentleman much older than herself. Bella was their only child, and her earliest memories were of what we would now call domestic violence. A dominating father abusive toward her mother, yet always kind and sweet to Bella. The two divorced in Bella's teens, but the father supported them and paid for her Vassar education. He was proud of his daughter, and lived to see her graduate with honors. He is now deceased. Zach never knew his white mother, and his also older dad was devoted to him, pushed him in academics and tennis. He saw him start college at Princeton, but did not live to see him graduate.

In many ways, I think I really did become a surrogate dad for him almost immediately, though of course in the context of becoming gay lovers. Yes our sex was gay and we loved it, and though we were are both obviously bisexual, we present as straight. Bella and Zach were racially isolated at Vassar and Princeton, sex was almost non existent. Zach was a member of the varsity tennis team all four years, while Bella dug deep into yoga, and still runs a class here a couple evenings a week. Bella was long conflicted about the dominating abuse she had observed at home, confided in and had a brief affair with a Vassar professor. Neither she nor Zach, had successful relationships with people their own age. Race was always an isolating issue, yet neither had ever had a sexual relationship with another Black person, strange as it might seem they just didn't fit in anywhere.

Despite those similarities, remember that Bella at thirty-five is almost ten years older than Zach. Post Vassar and while working for a counseling firm in New York's Hudson Valley, she got her MSW at SUNY, and that same much older professor who she had an affair with a few years earlier at Vassar--came a calling. A short fling and they married, and his penchant for very rough sex temporally hit the spot. The marriage was short, two years, but with therapy and being now a licensed therapist herself she began to understand herself in a new way. With the right partner, she wanted to be bound, dominated, and accepted her masochistic side. Her parents failed marriage, and now her own, lead her to decide against ever having kids. She got her tubes tied, sort of to seal the deal. For a year or two she experimented with various partners, several pretty experienced Doms, but it never quite worked. There was not the right level of love and trust, no matter how elaborate the gear or dungeon setting. And she did build quite a collection of BDSM gear reflecting her taste, mostly used for masturbation very much alone. So she focused on her career, launched her own counseling and therapy practice, taught yoga and found sexual comfort with women for a few years. It was lesbian sex, like my gay sex with Zach, but she did not consider herself a lesbian. More a dissatisfied bisexual, who had almost given up on men, so she too presented as straight.

Then came the big move to Washington, and an anchor counseling contract with the Navy. For the next four years she was all business, growing her practice as a licensed therapist, individual and group and the Life Coaching for Navy personnel in transition, and yoga. No time for sex except masturbatory relief with her gear and porn, almost identical to Zach's self-imposed isolation in the Navy for four-years. When his enlistment was coming to an end, the Navy sent him to an engineering and business management post at Sub Base Bangor in Washington. He met me literally in the produce section of T&C on Bainbridge Island one week after his arrival, and before he had fully moved into a rental on the island. Bang, we both got real lucky. A short time later the Navy gave him a Life Coaching session with Bella's firm, to help him decide on whether to stay or go, and in any case to assess his options. They clicked immediately, and spent a lot of time talking and meeting. They are both beautiful, and amazingly, as I said, neither of them had ever been attracted to another Black person. Though bi-racial, both passed as Black. Bella saw the sweet young Black boy in Zachery, she only called him by his full name, and he saw in Bella a beautiful Black woman who could communicate with understanding. Not a hot love affair, but a real nice pairing, and as they shared more Bella got Zachery's biased take on me. He must have sold me real good, because as regular readers already know, the day he brought her home for dinner, getting out of her car she addressed me as her "Master." I was blown away. So in many ways, I stole my son's girlfriend, but it was obviously the simple truth to Zach. He loved fucking her straight, but immediately saw that it was me she wanted and our first major BDSM session came fast and hard. Her strapped-on session taking Victoria with power, strongly suggested that for Bella, the fascination with dominance went both ways.

In our "family" sex was a constant, as regular readers know. Everybody was fucking everybody, when all four were together it was generally some form of foursome. When Zach was home with Victoria and I, it was a threesome, and he often slept in our bed with us in the master suite. I loved waking up to find his hard Black cock in the morning sun, and almost invariably I'd suck and jack him. Loved his load, craved it in fact, and so did Victoria and we both learned to take that monster down our throats. I preferred worshipping his cock, like I did that first night with him in the bath. The beautiful head alone was more than a mouthful and jacking that shaft let me enjoy every drop of his come. But again, he didn't come in drops, he shot huge loads with force. Given his youth, and adaptability, I didn't worry so much about Zach as I did Victoria. Zach could have all the sex he wanted with Bella and Victoria, no limits, no strings attached. Victoria was my wife, and my new desire to have time alone with Bella had honestly become romantic. I feared it threatening Victoria. I feared it could be a marriage-ender. What if Bella and I decided to live together, or even marry?

So all this thinking and over-thinking while walking Atticus, I knew I had to face whatever music there was to face back home, just hoping that Bella had at very least paved the way to a beautiful Sunday. I opened the front door to the familiar aroma of that dark roast Sumatra, and there all three were, all with welcoming smiles. Bella was the first to speak and move toward me, "Good morning my Master," She said those wonderful words right out in the open, and with her bathrobe barely tied, she grabbed and hugged and kissed me with her whole body against mine. "We've been waiting for you and Atticus. Hope it was a good walk. I'm in-love with you. Let's eat!"

I played along with her casual enthusiasm, and hugged and kissed Victoria next asking, "How was your night of recovery with Zach honey? Bella and I really crashed, but walking Atticus, I played back last nights scene and had to wonder if you survived?"

She seemed alive and well, even exuberant, saying, "We've all been talking about it, you bet I survived, last night with Bella was a new world. Of course you and Zach added a lot to it. Thank you!" Her bathrobe was tied tight, but she looked great and kissed me again. Right behind her was Zach, waiting to hug his dad, his bathrobe open as usual and there it was big Black seemingly always hard cock saying life is good!

He grabbed me and I grabbed his cock, a routine thing, but what a routine. "Good morning son, did you take good care of your mom last night, or did she crash? When I last saw her, she looked dead to the world."

"We crashed after I bathed her," Zach offered with youthful enthusiasm. "But I had trouble not taking her pussy while spooning this morning, then Bella climbed in bed with us and we all wanted to wait and greet you. Always hard to tell in this family who or what's making my cock hard. You know it's yours anytime dad, there's always a load waiting for you no matter what. But I'm starving. I think I have your oatmeal prepared the way you like it. We were all missing you bad!"

God, what a job Bella appeared to have done here, I took just a minute to change into my bathrobe and sit down for breakfast with the family. Ready, I think, for the day to unfold. My cock had stayed hard, but my tied bathrobe let me feel a little more secure. Bella had arranged it so we sat side-by-side, Victoria and Zach opposite us. The breakfast chatter began on an amazing note, Victoria had something to say. "Cal, no need to repeat that Bella and I had one amazing evening, that we all got to enjoy in our own way. Bella told me she'd really like some alone-time with you today. What do you think about Zach and I taking a drive to the Fay Bainbridge beach facing Seattle? He's never been there, so both the drive and the beach would be a treat for us and leave you and Bella alone for a few hours before we all regroup for lunch."

"Goodness, how sweet honey," I replied. "If that feels good to you and Zach, I'd love it. I have a feeling that Zach is about to explode, so just don't get arrested going nuts on the beach." I paused, and added laughing, "I'm going to need Zach at some point today myself, so leave a load for me. But thank you both, that is very sensitive of you, I love you both." I reached over and squeezed Bella's hand, and laid it on my lap so she could hold my cock under my bathrobe. Our eyes locked knowingly, she had engineered a coup!

"Thank you sweetheart," Bella said looking across the table at Victoria, squeezing my cock hard while she winked at my wife!

Breakfast was over, the kitchen and dining room clean, Zach and Victoria getting all ready to head out on their planned trek. The beach, or whatever, I didn't care. I wanted time with my Bella. The moment the front door closed we were in each other's arms. "My Bella, you were absolutely masterful. I was worried while out with Atticus, but you asked me to trust you and I did. Thank you! Now back to 'our' master suite!"

"Yes my Master!," Bella's only words, and in a flash we were lying on that sun-drenched bed, two naked bodies in one beautiful tangle.

"In a bit we will talk, but Bella I must tell you again that I am in-love with you, and all through last night and this morning I have wanted to worship my woman's cunt. That's what your Master wants! In short order we can resume our conversation and design any level of play that suits us, but right now your Master needs to introduce himself to your cunt. I need to taste the nectar my finger only dipped into last night, but didn't abuse like I wanted because our talk mattered even more. Spread your cunt legs, and while I eat because I want to, I want to hear your body talking to me throughout. Got it Bella?"

"Got it my Master, I am so in-love with you!" Bella said firmly. "Oh to have my Master want to worship my cunt!"

Bella opened her legs and I found myself face to face with that swollen vulva, those labia, that giant erect clit. I filled my mouth with it all, in no hurry, I intended to say hello to every square inch of her. I sucked that slippery sweet nectar I denied myself last night, what a taste, what a thick syrup. I sucked that clit like a small cock, up and down, my tongue curled around it. Slowly I became aware of her growing but incomprehensible moaning, while she grabbed my head and smashed me into her pelvis as her powerful muscles and back arched and pushed that clit-dick further into my mouth. It was an involuntary reaction, animal passion. My face was sloppy wet, I was wild, and between breaths I made animal noises to match the animals noises coming from my out of control bitch. Her orgasms started, she was one pulsating mass of animal truth. I was a cocksucker and she knew it, she had watched me service Zach, but now I was twirling my tongue around and sucking her erect cock. I got into it, my whole self wrapped around Bella's penis, making love to it. It was intoxicating, delicious, and at some point, lost as I was I felt a seismic contraction in her cunt. It literally opened up in a cunt-gape that had to be a monster vaginal orgasm. Her whole body convulsed, it must have been driven by her diaphragm, an involuntary screaming orgasm. Without human sylables she howled in her delirium, and for just a moment I pulled off that clit-suck, just to catch a glimpse of her wide open heaving cunt talking to me.

Without a thought I pushed my right hand in, though it required no push, not at all like the day before when I did fist her standing up in the bathroom. This cunt swallowed my whole fist, and closed on it at the wrist like it wanted to suck it in and hang on to it. Her cunt was sucking my fist. I was in shock and did what anyone would do under the circumstances, I let her cunt suck that fist in and bounce and vibrate around it while I went back to my cock-sucking focus on her. Juices flowed, an amount of cunt juice I'd never experienced. It scared me for a minute, a different but still sweet milky fluid sprayed into my mouth in a huge series of streams, and I realized this must be a female ejaculation. Bella was coming all over me in gushes, in my face and in my mouth, all over the bed. She was both impaled by my fist and arm, gyrating around it, as it was tightly gripped by her cunt and whatever otherworldly forces were making this happen. I continued to suck her cock, I sucked hard, swallowed all the sweetness I could. Time passed, no idea how much. This orgasm, and cunt ejaculation that drenched me and nearly drowned me, seemed to go on forever as did my ministrations. I was sucking-off my whore Bella, as her whole yoga-trained body did flip-flops around my fist and arm.

As the physical and auditory drama began to subside, that cunt let go of my fist, and I realized that my first ever experience with an orgasm that produced female ejaculation had left us both and the bed soaked. Something amazing had just occurred, I felt great and crawled up this slippery creatures body, stopping along the way to suck those hard Black nipples arriving finally to a face and mouth I recognized. Bella was in a daze, her face was as wet as mine, not from her come or ejaculant like mine but from sweat produced by the enormous physical exertion of the event itself. The creature's eyes opened, locked on mine, confirming it was indeed my Bella in a suspended state of rapture and wonderment. "Are you okay," I asked, still baffled and elated all at the same time.

"Oh my Master, I'm better than okay!" She said in a deep almost horse breathless voice. "How did you do that? I know you are a cocksucker, but what you did worshipping my pussy absolutely took me where I have never imagined going. I have never come like that. Not with a man or a woman, not with a vibrator and porn, not in my dreams. How did you do that? What a gift, thank you Master! Are you okay?"

"Bella," I started. "Remember, I am turned on by doing what I want to do, having total control, that is what pleases me. I went after your pussy to please myself, I had wanted it all night and held back. I wanted to worship that cunt, just as I worship Zach's cock. I am in-love with you. But as for my actions, God, I wanted it. I needed it, and I got lost in it. I sucked your dick like a mad man. I am shocked and so happy that what I wanted in a love swoon, may well have produced a reaction in you that took us both into some pagan animal realm. I've never seen a woman come like you came. You were beyond beautiful. You tasted so good, felt so good to me, and that response! My God Bella, I was focused on sucking my darlings cock, and I really didn't fist you, your cunt swallowed my fist and wouldn't let go. You drenched me in your come, and that ejaculant, I've never seen such sexual drama before. Two different tastes and textures, both so sweet. I am more than okay, though I thought I might drown. It was sublime! I was doing was what I wanted to do for my pleasure, loving my woman's cunt. What a cunt, what a beautiful experience! Taste your come in my mouth!" We kissed deeply, exploring, drinking the mixture of nectars we had produced together.

Then Bella pulled away just enough to say, "Oh Master, I felt the love. What a load I gave you, thank you for sharing that sweet mixture your love made me produce. I felt you wanted to do exactly what you did. You are my Master and I have never come like that before. God, what a mess I've made, I really never knew I could ejaculate. I had no idea. Master, I am yours forever, anything you want, take it, I belong to you. Did you come? My God I need to let you unload. Take me, anything you want. I want anything you want. This is a breakthrough. My first and only real Master, and I am in-love with you. Who would have thought that your simple, honest worshipping of my cunt would produce such a reality. It is because of your love! I am so in-love with you!"

"We need to absorb and appreciate this moment Bella. Run a quick bath for us, I'll throw the comforter in the washing machine right now, then we'll snuggle under the sheets. Words and a little recovery nap, me spooning you like what we woke up to this morning. Then I'll probably slip into you and unload, letting your cunt suck me off, then I want that cunt to keep working, keep sucking me through endless tantric orgasms." Those words and we were both off, genuinely ready to appreciate the beautiful loving truth of who we were uniquely to each other.

To be continued ...

Past is Prologue: For context please read Bella Bound. Therein lies the foundation for A family Addicted to Sex. Enjoy with my thanks, Calvin