There and Back Ch. 09

There and Back - Chapter Nine

I woke up after my first night in what I was hoping would be my new home. Hoping, because this whole thing was going so fast and so crazy that I just knew I had to be dreaming, or still in a coma, or dead.

Consciousness slowly came to me and I discovered a hand resting on my morning wood, another cupping my balls and a third across my chest. I had tits on the left and right sides of my chest as well. I smiled at the notion that none of the girls had tits as big as their namesakes in my coma world. If that was the case then the two tits on my sides would cover most of my torso and the Izabe's third set would be over Osalet and still be on my torso.

No, these three women had normal sized and perfectly shaped breasts. All three had nipples that were not too big or too small. All had areola that were a nice shade darker than the surrounding skin tone. Izabe's skin was a soft pale white, Osalet's was dark, suggesting her Latin-American heritage, and Argari's was a soft tone darker than Izabe's and lighter than Osalet's.

Perfect. Another reason to wonder if I was really here. Three perfect women.

"Girl's, he's awake," Izabe said quietly.

"I know but I don't want to let go of his balls," Osalet said.

"And I love the warmth of his cock," replied Argari.

"And I love you holding me but I really have to pee," I said quietly.

"That's something we're going to need to address as well. We need more than one toilet for the four of us," Osalet informed us.

"And a bigger shower!" Argari added.

"And a lot more sink space and a bigger medicine cabinet," Izabe said peeling herself off of her mates back and stretching in a manner that made my cock even more rigid.

"Maybe we should just build a new house?" I suggested.

"NO! This was my mom and dad's house when they got married. I would rather remodel it than sell it," Izabe was firm enough in her opinion that we all knew we were keeping the house.

"OK, who really needs to go?"

Osalet's hand went straight up and she bounded for the bathroom door.

"So where do you girls normally sleep?"

"In our rooms, of course," Argari answered.

"Why can't you go to the bathroom in your room?"

"Because then I'd have to let go of your balls. They remind me of big fresh plums," Argari fondled them gently and with a lot of love.

"Be careful," I remarked.

"Pa-ul, please. I've been handling these for two years."

"But not when I was awake and could feel it."

"Does it feel good?"

"Yes, it feels good."

"How about this?" Izabe asked before she took my cock into her mouth.

That was the end of that. I moaned and let loose into my first mates mouth. My concern that she'd choke was allayed when Izabe moaned and then hummed and swallowed all of my seed.

"Elizabeth!" Argari complained.

"Izabe, please," she requested as she lifted her face and wiped a drop of cum off of her chin.

"Sorry!" Argari corrected. "Izabe, not fair. I've been grooming his balls for that load."

"I didn't know, love," Izabe apologized. "I'm sorry but first cum first served."

"Oh, very nice. Pa-ul get recharged! I'm next," Argari insisted.

"Next for what?" Osalet asked returning to bed.

"I get the next cum shot!" Argari proclaimed.

"Boy, a girl takes a piss and all the fun starts," Osalet complained.

"It won't be fun if I pee all over this bed! Please let me get up...." I thought about what I'd just said with a woman holding my balls and one holding my flagging erection. "Let me rephrase that. Allow me to go to the bathroom, please."

"Spoil sport."

"Party pooper."

"Shotgun! I get to hold it!" Argari said jumping out of bed and giving me room to make my escape. She followed me into the bathroom and stood behind me, her warm belly against my butt as she looked around me so she could aim me at the toilet.

Somehow I managed to finish, all the time thinking that this had to be a dream. Three women pseudo-fighting over who gets to suck me, fondle me, hell, hold my dick while I piss! I was even starting to think that this was really karma and I should be thankful that I helped that one little old lady across the street when I was eleven.

"Do I shake it?"

"No, it's best to take a single piece of TP and dab the tip. If you shake it, you can spray pee around the room."

"Oh, well we don't want that. The only spraying of that thing we want is inside us."

I turned and took Argari in my arms.

"Argari, how can I possibly believe this is real? I mean look at you three and then look at me. I would be blessed for all eternity to be with one of you for a few weeks. Now I'm supposed to believe that I have all three for the rest of my life?"

She kissed me lightly on the lips.

"I understand, Pa-ul. But I want you to know that each of us consider us to be the lucky ones. At the very least we're blessed that you didn't sue us for rape. That would have put us in jail and our kids alone with Mom. NO, my dear, this is real. It's as real as those ass cheeks you seem to enjoy squeezing."

I let go of her butt. I didn't even realize I was holding and squeezing the beautiful thing.

"OK but keep an eye on me. If I start to doubt again let me know I'm going in the wrong direction. I'm just scared to death that I'm going to wake up."

"Only in our bed, my mate, only in our bed."

She kissed me again and took hold of my soft penis and led me out of the bathroom. Izabe passed us on her way in and kissed me, then Osalet did the same, only she stopped to talk.

"Get dressed and start down for breakfast. The four of us have a lot of planning to do. Izabe and I were just lying in bed going over a few things and the list got long fast. Izabe and I are going to get a shower and then be down."

"A shower! I need one too; I must smell like a man whore after sleeping with you three."

"You smell like a man and that, my mate, is the best smell. One of the things Izabe and I talked about was a shower big enough for the four of us. Four hand held sprays and a big, long shower head over the top to rain down on all of us."

"That sounds nice." I heard the water start in the shower and I turned Osalet around and gave her a loving swat on the butt. "Hurry get a shower."

She turned and went to the shower door and Argari took my face and turned it towards hers.

"I love the way her ass shakes when she walks, don't you?"

"Yes, I do. Come on, let's at least pick out our clothes and set them out. Maybe we should strip the bed and put down clean sheets too."

"OK, Pa-ul, but I get to pick our today's thong."

She walked back into the bedroom and gave her own ass a nice little switch to it. Izabe and Osalet took quick showers, the longest time being spent conditioning their hair. They got out and gave Argari and I kisses.

"I hope we left enough hot water. We tried to be fast," Izabe said in apologizing.

"I'm sure it will be alright."

"I don't know. Argari's nipples could put out an eye when they get cold," Osalet added.

"Really?" I turned to Argari. "Let's find out!"

She giggled and stepped into the shower. I followed and closed the door. We quickly washed and shampooed. I got out so she could condition her hair. I'd dried off and had a fresh towel ready for her and another for her hair when she was done.

We went to the bedroom and she helped me into my new gold, metallic thong, much to the adoration of our other mates. When she put on a matching thong, Osalet complained.

"Where's ours?"

"You don't think I'd forget my mates, do you?" She opened a drawer on her dresser and pulled out two identical thongs. Our mates went all girlie and wiggled into them.

"Oh no! My curlies are hanging out!" Izabe said.

"Mine too," Osalet echoed.

"I like curlies," I said with a big smile. "Usually only when they're in my face, but I like the look."

After thank you kisses we finished dressing, my mates went to the kids rooms and retrieved our children. I just love the sound of that. Our children! I kissed each of them good morning and we all went down for breakfast.

Mom was waiting for us with George, they were both dressed in bath robes. Mom looked surprised to see us all dressed.

"What's this?"

"What's what, Mom?"

"You're dressed."

"Oh! I didn't think of that," Izabe said. "Pa-ul we don't normally dress around the house. But Mom, George is here."

"Yes and he's going to be here from now on, well unless he can't move his stuff in today. And I've told him that if he gets a boner looking at you three, I'd cut his dick off."

"MOM!" Izabe repeated the exclamation I'd heard so much yesterday.

"Mom, if I was you I would worry if he DIDN'T get a boner around my mates," I said cautiously.

"That is MY boner and I'll tell him when he can and cannot have it," she replied.

I looked at George and he was turning red trying not to laugh. He winked at me and I got it and smiled.

"Of course, maybe he'll get a boner looking at me," I said in jest.

Mom looked at me, George finally burst out laughing, and I joined him.

"That was just flat out mean, Paul or Paool or what the hell ever these women call you."

"Hello George, we really didn't get much time to talk last night. I'm Paul O'Dell and I have found myself mated to these three women. I'm going to have to buy a lifetime supply of saltpeter to not walk around with a permanent boner, so buy stock."

He laughed some more. It was a hardy laugh and came from down deep in his gut. He stood and offered his hand which I took.

"Joyce explained it all to me to the best of her knowledge, but I would love to get the story from the horse's mouth someday. Maybe over a few frozen margaritas."

"That I can do. We may have to do it often in order to allow our boners to relax."

"We may have to go to some strip club in order to be surrounded by less attractive women."

"I will kill you twice and enjoy it both times!" Mom said to her man. "I'm the only stripper you need to be ogling."

During this entire exchange my mates had been moving about the kitchen making breakfast for the kids and the adults.

"Sit! Eat!" Izabe commanded. "Pa-ul remember you are now at the head."

"Only if everyone agrees that Izabe, as my first mate, sits at the other head."

"Oh no, mister. I'm sitting on your right hand."

"And Osalet and I are going to trade off sitting on your left," Argari declared.

"Then Mom should sit at the other end with George on her right."

"And then we should all stop talking and eat," Mom said. "You men are going to need your strength."

The last sounded like a warning and George looked at me and raised his eyebrows. I grabbed Izabe's fork and together with mine, I dug into the breakfast of scrambled eggs and sausage and orange juice with both hands. The kids had a Cheerio-like cereal that were poured out of a huge bag and a mixture of various kinds of fruit. They also drank orange juice. I returned Izabe's fork to her with a kiss.

"Izabe, is there any food they don't like?"

"The only food they don't seem to like is the food not in front of them. They suck up food like their names are Hoover." I had to laugh at that one. "So, not a picky one in the bunch? Maybe the next batch will be more discriminating."

"The next batch?" Mom asked.

"Yes, Mom. I told you that the girls think that they're in the family way again."

"I thought you were joking. Boy, have you no self-control?"

"I do, but they don't. I was just sitting there minding my own business and poof! Three naked women told me they loved me, that I was already the father of their children, and they wanted to be with me forever. I just couldn't bring myself to disappoint them."

Mom looked over at the three women. Her expression would best be described as stern.

"Girls, I know that you are now rich, but don't go getting irresponsible."

"Mom," Izabe started, "we are being responsible. Pa-ul is our husband in every way possible. He's the father of our children and you've already seen that he took to fathering like a duck to water. If it makes you feel better we won't have any more babies for at least another year."

"Smart ass," Mom said being familiar with gestation periods.

"Smass!" Michael said.

"Oh boy. Time to start spelling words, folks," I said looking at my son and frowning while shaking my head. He shook his back and giggled. I considered a strategic attack by the tickle monster but figured he'd spill his cereal all over the place.

"So, what's on the agenda for today?" I asked after I'd finished mugging with Michael.

"We need to take care of any remaining legal issues with my uncle," Izabe said. "We all need wills and we all need to contract with each other to deal with our peculiar situation. We can't be married but we can be legal partners in our lives."

"You also need more clothes. Nothing from your old house is going to fit you. I know just where to get more underwear," Osalet bragged. "But you also need a few things that show that you are now a classy guy and not the slob you used to be. The change in dress will also make you feel classy."

"Works for me. Argari, Izabe, please feel free to chime in if you have suggestions for the type of clothes you want to see me in."

"Or out of?" Argari said.

"No, my love. If left up to me, I'll just wear jeans and t-shirts or polo shirts. Even I realize that I may need slacks or even a suit. We need to dress well going to church."

"I agree with Pa-ul," Argari said.

We left the house, children in tow. And started our rounds. George and Mom went to the grocery store to stock up on supplies. We went for clothes for my new healthy body. While we were in a nice store looking for pants and sweaters, Izabe's cell phone rang. The caller ID said it was her uncle.

"Hi Uncle Sam."

"Uh huh."

"What!? You have GOT to be kidding!" Izabe was getting loud.

"OK. We're out shopping with the whole family, if you don't mind the kids, we can come over now."

"OK. We'll see you in about thirty minutes."

"Me too. Bye."

She disconnected the call and looked at us as her hands dropped to her sides.

"You aren't going to believe this. Sue is going to fight the divorce."

"What!?" Now I was getting loud, very loud. "She cheats on me and gets me beat to a pulp. She cheats on me with a guy that hits her. And now she wants to make nice? Fuck her!"

"Pa-ul, calm down."

I realized that several people in the store were looking at the fool who just dropped an F bomb very loudly in public. I blushed and waved an apology towards the closest people before returning my attention to my mates.

"What do we do now?"

"We go see my uncle," Izabe instructed. "First, we finish shopping. Second, we get the kids into fresh diapers. Third, we go see what Sue wants before I kick her fucking ass."

"Now, my love, don't do anything that will get YOU in a coma."

"Really!? You think that skank could do me any damage?"

"Well, Izabe, you've been taking care of a basically dead body for two and a half years."

"It wasn't THAT dead, remember your sons and daughter?"

"Yes I do. But a well-placed lamp on the head could do a lot of harm."

"OK, so, I won't hit her with a lamp. Let's go."

By the time we were in the SUV and had all the kids safely in their car seats and my mates were all buckled in, I had almost calmed down.

"I can't believe the nerve of that bitch!"

I felt firm hands on my shoulder from the back seat.

"Relax, my mate," Osalet said softly from behind me. "Remember you have three of us and each of us love you more than the skank ever could. All will be well, my love."

I patted the hand on my left shoulder and took a breath. Izabe drove us over to her uncle's office. She parked on the third floor of the parking garage and we unloaded the family, each of us taking a child. This time I took Eve. It was the first time I was going to hold her for a long time and she immediately put her head down on my shoulder and grabbed a fist full of my shirt.

"She loves her Daddy."

"Her Daddy loves her. It feels so amazing to feel so much love. I'm almost afraid I'll run out of it."

"Pa-ul. We're not like your ex. Real love never runs out. It only grows and multiplies. Your ex is going to find out how powerful love can be when she tries to stand against it."

"Come on, family," Izabe ordered. "We have to see an uncle about a divorce."

We walked down the skywalk into the office building and through the automatic doors. Entering through a big pair of ornate wooden doors I noticed a brass plate on one of the doors that said "Mr. Samuel Tolkin, Esq, Attorney at Law". Inside, we approached the receptionist.

"Hi Holly!"

"Elizabeth! Oh my God! Look at all of you!"

"Holly this is our husband, Paul O'Dell. Pa-ul this is my best friend from college Holly Sweet. She is also my uncle's girlfriend."

"Hi Holly, it's nice to meet you."

I shook her hand and she ignored me to touch the fist of my daughter.

"And who is this beautiful little angel?"

"This is my daughter, Eve. That little boy is her twin brother, Adam. He is being held by his mother Margarite. That is Michael in his mother, Rosaleta's arms."

"And this little man, as you know is Jonah," Izabe volunteered proudly. "Uncle Sam is expecting us."

"I know. When you opened the door I buzzed him. He was on the phone with Paul's wife's lawyer."

"Ex, Holly. As far as I'm concerned she is so gone. I don't care what the courts say, to me she is an ex of epic proportions."

"I understand."

Just then the door behind her opened and a tall, silver haired man came out. The best word I could use to describe him would be, stately.

"Hello, Elizabeth," he said warmly taking her and Jonah in an embrace.

"Hi Uncle Sam. This is Paul O'Dell."

"Of course! The great sleeping daddy."

I liked him already.

"Yes sir, Mr. Tolkin, that's me."

"Please call me Sam. I'm glad you could come over today. I just got off the phone with Sue's lawyer. She is going to make your divorce hard."

"How?"

"She wants to go to counseling. She wants you to find a way back to her."

"Here is no fu...." I stopped to clear my throat, "possible way. She cheated on me and her lover put me in a coma. While in the coma she came and tried to pull out my feeding tube while she was still having sex with her lover. No. Not only no but hell no. Not only hell no but abso-fucking-lutley no!"

I realized what I'd said in anger and looked at Jonah and Michael. Their mothers had turned their backs so the boys didn't see who said what. I was ashamed of myself and quickly spoke up.

"I'm sorry Izabe, Osalet, Argari, Sam, and Holly. I guess I'm still angry."

"I guess," Sam said. "But I've heard worse. Come into my office and let's talk."

"Izabe, would you come with me?"

"Of course, Pa-ul," she answered lovingly before turning to our other mates. "Ladies would you please watch over Jonah while we take care of this business?"

The two women smiled and said, "Yes, of course."

"We love you, Pa-ul," Osalet said softly.

Both ladies kissed me on the cheeks, I kissed all of the kids and then followed Sam into the office holding Izabe's hand.

As soon as we were inside, Izabe moved two big comfy chairs next to each other and directed me to one of them. After sitting she took my hand.

"I'm really sorry Sam. I'm not like that normally. I just want Sue out of my life as fast as possible and as finally as possible. We had no kids together. The house is still in my name. I'll give it to her if needs be. I'll release her from my hospital debts. I just want her away from me and my family."

"Your family?"

"Uncle Sam," Izabe started. "If you have the time, I have an amazing story to tell you. I told you the part about the girls and me having sex with Pa-ul while...."

"Wait. That's the second or third time I've heard someone call him Pawool. What's that about?"

"That's part of the amazing story. Do you have the time?"

He picked up his phone.

"Holly, what's on my schedule next?"

"Uhuh."

"Cancel that one and clear my schedule for the rest of the day unless something looks unbelievably critical."

"Good. Thank you dear.... Oh! Let the other ladies know that I'm going to be in here with Paul and my niece for some time. If they need us it's fine to interrupt us."

"Thanks."

He hung up the phone and looked at us with a smile.

"My day is empty. Tell me a story."

"An amazing story, Sam. I'm not sure I believe it. I still think, sometimes, that I'm still in a coma. It all began when I came home and found Sue in bed having sex with Poindexter."

"Poindexter? Would that be Mr. Kale?"

"Yes, Poindexter Louis Kale. I grabbed him, thinking I was still an athlete like in college and he beat me into a coma. While in the coma I began living a life."

I spent the better part of the next hour telling Sam my story. I stopped to answer his questions and Izabe filled in the holes from outside my coma world that I didn't know about. Finally, Sam leaned back in his chair. He had been sitting on the edge, leaning forward, taking it all in. Letting out a long, low, whistle while shaking his head he looked at the ceiling.

"Fuck!" he said quietly.

"Uncle Sam!"

"Sorry Elizabeth but that is quite the yarn."

"It is, Sam," I replied. "Now maybe you can understand why I think I might still be in a coma. None of this could possibly be happening in the real world."

"And yet we are here. OK, let me advise you this way. You cross filed for divorce using adultery as the reason. You've also sued the company your ex and her then boyfriend worked for because of the violation of their non-fraternization rules. In return Sue has asked for a trial separation and marriage counseling, hoping to get you two back together."

"Izabe, do you want to or should the three of you gang kick her ass?"

"None of that, Paul. If she got hurt and I was asked if I knew about it, I would have to say that I was present during the initial planning. No! No violence."

"Right my mate, remember, a well lived life?"

"Yes, Izabe, I remember but I can still dream."

"Well, if that's all...."

"Nope Uncle Sam. There is one more thing. While Pa-ul was in the coma, Rosaleta, Margarite, and I began playing the lottery. We won! We won hundreds of millions of dollars. Right now it's parked with Uncle Larry who has put it in the safest investments he can. I think it's earning something stupid like a quarter of a percent interest a year. We'll see him later and get the money working a lot harder for us. Then we need contracts drawn up to formalize our relationships and wills and the other stuff we might need. When it's all over, the four of us want to be all but legally married and completely protected."

Sam Tolkin whistled again.

"Is that all? I mean is that it? Any more interesting news or amazing stories?"

"Nope, that's the entire thing."

"OK, I'll get right on it. There are still several hours in the day."

"And Uncle Sam," Izabe said quietly, yet firmly. "Keep track of your billable hours. No way on earth am I going to allow you to do this for free."

Izabe and I stood and I shook Sam's hand, he hugged his niece and we all walked out of the office. I walked into the arms of two loving mates and four loving kids. I kissed everyone and then took Adam in my arms and blew a raspberry on his neck, causing a huge giggle attack.

"Is everyone ready to go?" Izabe asked.

"Yes, dear," Osalet answered. "We and the kids are getting hungry. We've done a diaper change and the kids are getting hungry. It's also past their nap time."

"Call Mom and see if she is cooking or if she and George are going out," Izabe asked Argari.

"Pa-ul where would you like to go for dinner, if Mom isn't cooking?"

"Izabe, I'm still a little weak on solid food. I could use a nice big salad with some chicken on top."

"Very intelligent choice my mate."

"Yeah, well, I'm assuming that eating solids too fast will upset my stomach and God knows what it's going to do to my butt when it comes out. I think of it more like self-preservation."

We all laughed and were walking out to the SUV when Mom called back. She and George were busy and she would not be cooking dinner. Argari smiled, "I think she and George are cooking."

Once everyone was secured inside, Izabe drove the SUV to a local restaurant and we had a nice meal. I was surprised that the four kids were quiet and well behaved. I mean they had giggle fits and stuff but no loud screams or food fits. I found myself feeling proud of my children.

All four kids fell asleep on the way back to the house and the four parents carried one each into the house. They slept through their diaper change and through the kisses good night. There was no sound coming from Mom's bedroom, so we figured they were either still out or they were very in.

We went downstairs and Osalet got out four bottles of ginger ale. We went out onto the back deck and sat down to enjoy the cool air and the clear star filled sky.

"Why is everyone so overdressed?" Argari asked before she stood and began to undress. I looked at the other ladies and stood. I was beginning to undress when Osalet stopped me.

"Argari! Pa-ul, would you please wait for a bit? I would really enjoy watching you undress and I can't do that while I'm undressing."

"Of course, my love. Besides, I really haven't had the chance to admire the three of you either."

Argari stepped in front of me and undressed slowly. She wasn't doing a strip tease, just undressing slowly. It was delicious. Her breasts shook vigorously a couple of times as she jumped up and down to get her pants over her hips. Once out of her pants, she cupped both breasts and scratched the marks left by her underwire bra. When she was done she took a seat next to me and we watched Osalet and Izabe take turns undressing.

Argari hummed in delight a few times, pointing out her mates finer features. The two women aided in the removal of the other's bra and panties. Well Izabe's panties and Osalet's bright gold metallic thong. Standing before us fully nude, the two kissed and did a slow pirouette to display their wares. I found myself with my hands raised in praise of my mates beauty.

They sat down in the two seats across from me, legs opened to present a wonderful view. Now surrounded by my three nude mates, I stood and began to undress. I could have stripped in seconds, but I knew what they wanted to see. I slowly removed my polo shirt and stretched my arms over my head, showing off my new fit form. I flexed my abs and lats showing off the ripples of my stomach and the wide spread of my back.

I was thinking that I should pull off my pants and thong all at the same time but changed my mind as I hooked my fingers into the waistband of my slacks. I loosed the button, slowly lowered the zipper, and very slowly bent down to slide my pants down my legs.

After removing my pants, I turned around allowing my mates to examine my body. The front of my thong stood straight out forming a Gold Metallic tent. I went to Izabe and asked her to pull the left side of the thong down. She smiled and did as asked. Then I approached Osalet and asked her to pull down the right side of my thong. She smiled and did as I asked but she added a kiss on my right butt cheek.

Finally, I stopped in front of Argari.

"Argari, my love, the rest is all yours."

She smiled and moved her face close to my thong and then unexpectedly, bit the front waistband of the thong and pulled it down with her teeth. As the front pouch cleared my cock, it popped out straight and hit her in the forehead. She released the thong and expertly caught my cock in her mouth. She used her hands to remove the thong all while her lips inched my cock deeper into her mouth. After I stepped out of the thong, I placed both hands on her head as she gently fucked me with her mouth. Her attention was bringing me to a quick conclusion. I moaned a couple of times and then I felt hands on my bare ass cheeks and a hand between my legs taking hold of my balls.

"Here I come," I whispered.

That resulted in my balls being firmly squeezed and Argari putting both her hands on my ass and pulling me fully into her throat. I came immediately. Argari held me deep in her throat as long as she could, fighting off her gag reflex. She placed her hands on the front of my hips and pushed me back, allowing me to very slowly slide out into the cool night air.

My eyes were closed, savoring the sensations, when I felt another mouth take me in and suck the remains out of the shaft. Opening my eyes, I saw Izabe looking up from her efforts to clean me up. In front of me, Argari and Osalet were kissing and swapping my seed. I could feel myself beginning to engorge again.

But before anything came of it, Izabe released me and she stood. My three mates surrounded me, smiling.

"What do we do now?" I asked.

"You just stand there and enjoy this. I'll bet that what is about to happen you've never experienced or even fantasized about."

"Really? I've had some pretty wild fantasies."

"Like this?"

The three women took their breasts in their hands and kneaded them until each woman was squirting me with a spray of their milk. As soon as I was covered in the warm liquid, the three began to turn me in circles and smear milk all over my body; especially on my hard cock and my balls. I felt a milk slicked finger slip into my rectum and my cock sprang to life again. The three took turns stroking and sucking me as I turned until I could feel my orgasm build again.

"I'm cumming!"

The three moved in front of me and Osalet stroked me to release and she made sure that I deposited an equal amount of cum on each of their faces.

"Was that the kind of fantasy you were talking about?" Osalet asked.

"Uh, no," I answered quietly. "Nothing in my life equals that. Let's go and shower and go to bed. I'm in need of a long night's sleep."

"And a long night's cuddle."

"Oh yes please."

My mates took care to slowly lick each others fac clean before we went upstairs. We showered and climbed into bed. After a bit of adjusting various body parts to fit, we all quickly fell asleep.