The Guilded Lily Ch. 09: Oh, Baby, Baby!

Episode 9.

Oh, Baby Baby.

* * *

Slim Blake.

We were laying in bed one morning after a vigorous lovemaking session. Shelly's legs were wrapped around mine, cum leaking from her pussy.

She squeezed me and turned her face up to mine.

"Andy?"

"Uh huh."

"Can I take another lover?"

I went rigid. How could she want another lover? Was I not enough for her, was I not good enough in bed? Visions of Diane fucking another man sprung into my head, unbidden.

I disentangled myself from Shelly and leapt out of bed, rushing through to the small kitchenette of our flat. Catching my breath, I switched on the kettle, more for something to do than from any desire to make a drink. I reached for a cup and the jar of instant coffee.

There were footsteps behind me, and soft arms slid around my waist. I stiffened.

"Who is he?" I asked.

"Who is who?" she replied.

"The man you want to fuck."

"Andy, I don't want to fuck another man, you're all the man I'll ever need."

"Then what was that all about, wanting another lover?"

Shelly almost whispered her reply. "I miss the girl-on-girl stuff, Andy, I wondered whether you'd let me find someone to indulge my lesbian side?"

I turned in her arms, hugging her, "Fuck Shelly! You frightened the life out of me."

"I'm sorry, Slim, I never thought about it that way. If you'd allow me, a little pussy would be nice. We said we'd talk about stuff if it came up. That's what I was trying to do."

"Do you want Mandy back?" I asked.

"No, we gave her back to your dad and my sister."

"Who then?"

"I don't know. I wanted to know if you'd let me, in principle. I won't do anything if you say no."

"I didn't mind Mandy, and I even offered to share you with her, so I guess for the right person, it'd be okay."

"Perhaps we could find someone to share, like Jimmy and Crystal share Mandy?"

I looked at her, her eyes sparkling, "You're excited about that, aren't you?"

She blushed, "Yes, but I don't know who..."

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" I asked.

"Maybe."

"You say it first."

"Diane?"

"Mmm Hmm," I said.

"But I don't even know if she's Bi."

"She had a 'girlfriend' for a while at school. They kissed and stuff. She thought I'd freak when I found out. Then I told her about Dad, Crystal and Mandy."

"I'll find out if you're serious about it."

"Well, you're friends with her, and to be honest, a part of me still loves her. We both love Charlie. Just don't frighten her off."

Shelly grinned and looked down at my stiff cock. She slid her hand down to her still leaking kitty and scooped up some of my cum from earlier, lapping it from her fingers.

"Come and fill me up again before I go to work," she said, leading me back to our bedroom.

* * *

Jimmy Blake.

One of the pleasant things about moving to our new house was all the space, which was just as well, as we had 12 of us for Sunday lunch that week. There were the three of us, Shelly and Andy, Corrine and Milla, Diane and the children, Becky, Roz, Maja and Charlie.

We'd all mucked in to make a roast beef dinner, and Milla had brought her famous apple pie. Mealtime was quite civilised as the twins were now eight years old, and Maja four, so the mess was minimal.

Charlie was still too small for solids, so had his milk. Diane had commented a few weeks earlier, that our open-minded attitudes meant that our house was the only place she was comfortable breastfeeding, apart from her own home.

The three older children loved to watch Diane feeding Charlie, fascinated by the process. Maja made us all laugh when she cuddled up on Diane's lap after Charlie had gone to sleep in her arms, and stole some of Diane's milk.

Diane was so used to being suckled, that she hadn't noticed until Milla laughed, and told Maja off.

"Maja, that's not milk for you, it's Charlie's milk."

Maja smiled, "It's okay, he didn't want it all."

She grinned at Diane and latched back on to the nipple. Diane squeaked.

"MAJA! You may have a little of Charlie's milk, but no biting."

Maja looked contrite, "Sorry, Di-Di."

* * *

We cleared the meal and sat around in the lounge, while the three little girls went off to the twin's bedroom to play.

Corrine and Milla were sitting cuddled together in a single chair, Mandy, Crystal and I had the couch, Diane had the other chair, and Andy and Shelly were sitting on bean bags.

Corrine cleared her throat. "Milla and I want to have another baby," she said.

"Will you go for IVF?" I asked.

"Well, we were thinking of a more traditional method," said Milla.

"How will that work?" I said.

Well, we need to find someone we trust to do the deed."

I looked around me at the women of the family, all looking at me.

"What?"

"Jimmy? Would you help them out?" said Crystal.

"You've all talked about this, haven't you? You've sorted out every detail before you even asked me. Tell me that's not true."

Diane and Shelly professed their innocence. The other four looked very guilty to me.

"Tell me who else we could even think about asking?" said Corrine, "We both trust you, and Mandy and Crystal will allow you to do it, as long as you agree to our conditions."

"And they are?" I asked.

Mandy explained what they had discussed. "You sleep with Milla just to get her pregnant. Corrine will always be there when you do. Your name will be on the birth certificate, but you promise never to claim the baby, and they promise never to seek financial support. You'll see it grow up, just like Maja, but you'll be Uncle Jimmy until the child is old enough to understand."

I thought about all that she'd said. "You've got it all covered, haven't you?" I was shocked, and a little insulted, but I can see that it was not your intention. Corrine, Milla, I will be honoured to father your child. Tell me when I'm needed."

There was a collective sigh of relief. Shelly and Andy smiled at each other, then at me. "You're in demand for an old guy, Dad," said Andy.

"Don't knock it," said Shelly, "If you look that good when you're in your mid-forties, I won't be complaining."

Diane looked at the assembled group and sighed. "How did I let myself get involved with this family," she giggled, "No, never mind. I love you all."

* * *

Diane Clark.

It was Sunday evening, and I'd spent the weekend at Jimmy's house again. Andy and Shelly had stared inviting me over when they realised that caring for Charlie on my own meant that I wasn't getting enough sleep. I'd started by coming to visit and progressed to staying overnight, then for Friday and Saturday nights. I expressed milk for Charlie, and Andy and Shelly took him to their room for the two nights, giving me a glorious rest.

It was time to get the baby home, so I strapped him into his car seat and put him in the front seat of my old car. Andy gave me a hug and a peck on the cheek, then leaned into the car to kiss Charlie.

Shelly wrapped her arms around me, pressing me to her. "Will you come next weekend as usual?"

"I'd like that. You're sure it's not too much trouble for you and Andy?"

"No," said Shelly, "we love to spend time with Charlie, and the break does you good. Do you have enough money, Diane?"

"Yes," I said, "though I don't know how I can go back to work and look after him."

"We'll work something out," said Shelly, "I'll drop in and see you Wednesday."

Shelly placed a very soft kiss on my lips, lingering for a second, before pulling back and smiling at me.

* * *

The next Friday rolled around quickly. I'd had an appointment with the nurse for Charlie, then a Mother and Baby group. Shelly called in, as promised, on Wednesday, and I'd gone into the city shopping on Thursday. It seemed to take a lot of effort to get out of the house with a baby in tow.

Shelly had the Friday afternoon off work, so I'd arrived mid-afternoon. It was a lovely day, so we sat out in the garden while the children played.

Shelly seemed a little agitated. "Diane, can I ask you something?"

I nodded.

"You promise not to get mad at me?"

That intrigued me. "Okay, I promise."

"Andy and I were talking about how you will cope with Charlie and what you will do for money. We wanted to ask you if you'd let us help you?"

"What?" I said, shocked, "Why? I have to provide for my son."

"He's Andy's son too," she said, "and I'm your friend. We have enough money, Diane. Andy's income from the music is huge now, and I've got my fund available too. We only live here because we like it, being close to family, we could buy our own place if we wanted."

"But where would that leave me?" I asked, "Living out at Tyseley with a baby, supported by you and Andy."

"You could live here," Shelly whispered.

"I don't know what Jimmy would say about that," I laughed.

"He's okay with it. You know he loves all the kids, and Charlie's his first grandchild."

"You asked him?"

She nodded. "Same as at weekends. Your own room and we share Charlie's care."

"I'll think about it," I said.

"Talk to Andy and Jimmy, then decide," she smiled.

* * *

I enjoyed my sleep Friday night, while Andy and Shelly cared for Charlie. Shelly brought him down early, saying he'd had a restless night, and finished all the milk feeds I'd left.

I smiled at him, cuddled in Shelly's arms, as I pulled my tee-shirt over my head and held him to my breast. He quieted, and Shelly sat on the bed with us.

"Will you talk to Andy today?" she asked.

"Yes, I want to make sure everyone's okay with this. I'd love to be here with more people, more space, but I can't change the fact that I cheated on Andy. I don't know what the family think of me."

"They love you, Diane. They've accepted that you did something stupid. We all do stupid things. Let them help you." She laughed, "You know, apart from Andy and Kim, everyone else has chosen to be part of Jimmy's family. Mandy, Crystal, me, Corrine, Milla, we all signed up. You can too."

I smiled at her description. It was true, this was an invitation to join the Blake Clan.

* * *

Shelly Fraser.

Saturday night, we had Charlie again. He'd been restless the previous night, and Diane thought he might be getting a cold. Diane had spoken to Andy and Jimmy that day and promised to give us a decision on Sunday.

Charlie woke up for the fourth time that night, and Andy climbed out of bed to get him, while I went to the kitchenette to warm his bottle. Despite loving his sleep, I noticed that Andy never complained about getting up to Charlie. I got the bottle of breast milk out of the little fridge while the kettle boiled. In my sleep-addled state, it slipped through my fingers, dropping to the floor. The thin plastic bottle split and milk spilt everywhere. I got a cloth and mopped it up, dropping the ruined bottle in the bin.

I went back to the fridge, but it had been the last one.

"Sorry, Andy, I dropped it, and it broke. I'll get Diane."

"Take him down to her," he suggested.

"No, his crying will wake the whole house. I'll get her to come up and settle him here."

I walked downstairs to Diane's bedroom, slipping into her room, so as not to wake everyone. I shook her shoulder to wake her.

"Mmmh? What's wrong?"

"I dropped Charlie's last feed, and it broke. Can you come up and feed him to settle him again?"

Diane smiled and climbed out of bed, pulling on a Tee-shirt. We climbed the stairs to our room, and Andy propped up pillows for Diane to sit up in the bed. She pulled off her shirt, and Andy handed Charlie to her. He latched on, suckling, and soon quietened.

Andy and I sat either side of her and talked while she fed him. Andy picked up his paperback and read a little while I closed my eyes. I woke a little later to find Andy curled up asleep and Diane sleeping with Charlie in her arms. I smiled to myself and lifted the sleeping baby from her breast, putting him down in his cot and pulling his blanket over him. I climbed back into bed and lay down, closing my eyes.

The sun through the window woke me, and I looked at the clock. Seven-thirty, Charlie had slept well. The warm arm around me stroked my belly, and I realised it wasn't Andy, but Diane.

I smiled and slid my hand over hers, pulling her tighter around me. She stirred and gave a small moan. I could smell the faint odour of breast milk and her breasts pressed into my back.

I felt her shifting, then she stiffened as she realised who she was hugging.

"It's okay, Di," I said, "It's nice to be cuddled."

"I'm so sorry, Shelly, I didn't mean to... I shouldn't... Ummm."

I held her hand tight, preventing her from removing it. "I like you holding me, Diane. Do you like it too?"

"Ummm, Kinda, but I shouldn't. You're with Andy and... Oh, god!"

I turned to face her, wrapping my arm around her. I pulled her close, and she didn't resist me. I planted a soft kiss on her lips and gazed into her eyes.

"Andy's okay with this if you are."

"What is 'this' Shelly?"

"Whatever you're comfortable with. I don't want to frighten you off, but I like you as more than a friend if you feel the same."

Diane put her arms around me and pulled me closer. She buried her face in my shoulder, and I heard her sniffing as she shed a tear.

"I've missed touching someone like this. I thought I'd spend the rest of my life alone, and now you come along and offer me a family and a friendship and maybe more. I don't deserve you and Andy, I truly don't."

I kissed her. Our lips meshed together as my tongue licked along her lips, seeking entry to her mouth. Her lips parted, and she groaned as I thrust my tongue into her mouth. Her hand travelled up my back, stroking my skin. We broke for air, and she giggled, "I don't know what to do Shelly, I experimented with a girl at school for a while, but we never even got naked."

"There's no rush Di, we'll take our time."

Andy stirred, and I felt Diane stiffen again. Her eyes went wide as she heard him sit up behind her. "You two don't waste any time, do you?" he muttered.

"I'm so sorry, Andy. I didn't mean to... Oh God, I've done it again, haven't I?"

Andy laid his hand on Diane's shoulder. "Calm down Di, we've talked about this. You know Shelly's bisexual, and she missed girlie sex. We decided that it was okay for her to ask you if you were interested in her that way. It looks like you are."

"So it's okay? You will let us be together? What about you?"

"I don't know Di. Let's see what happens, okay? Now, who wants coffee?"

Charlie woke up at that point, and Andy passed him to Diane as he went to get the kettle on.

* * *

Milla Kowalska.

My beautiful Corrine and I were trying for another baby. We'd asked Jimmy to be the father. We trusted him, and uncomplicated sex seemed to be an awful lot easier than IVF.

Corrine and I had talked to Crystal and Mandy before we asked him. My only other experience of sex with a man was when I got pregnant with Maja, and that had not been pleasant.

Crystal assured me that Jimmy was a very considerate lover and would be gentle with me.

I'd rung Jimmy that day. "Hi, Jimmy, it's Milla."

"Hi, Milla, what's the news?"

"My fertile time is about now, Jim, will you come over to the flat tonight?"

"Of course, Milla. I'll be there at about ten o'clock."

"Okay, see you then."

It had seemed strange, arranging for Jim to come and have sex with me, devoid of any emotion.

* * *

Jimmy arrived at ten, and we sat and had coffee and a chat.

"Thank you for doing this for us, Jim," said Corrine, "I guess it's not a simple thing to do."

"It is, and it isn't. Sex is simple, Milla is attractive, but keeping emotion out of it will be hard. I'll do my best."

"This is hard for me, Jim, I lost Susan to a man, and it frightens me."

"Corrine, I have two ladies of my own, and Milla would never leave you for an old guy like me."

"Jimmy," said Milla, "Crystal's two years younger than me."

"Oh, yeah, I forgot that."

"How will we do this?" asked Jimmy.

"We all get naked," smiled Corrine, "I get Milla ready for you, you do the deed, then it's over. Will you mind going home straight after? Milla and I will want cuddle time."

"I understand," said Jimmy. "You want the togetherness of making this baby your own. I'll sneak out once we're done."

We went to our bedroom and undressed. Corrine was not at all shy, happily standing naked in front of Jimmy. I was nervous, but I would let this man inside me in a few minutes, so braved it out. Jimmy stripped, and I was worried at the size of his cock. I'd only had the one, and it hurt me. Jim's was far larger.

Jimmy was trying not to stare at the two naked women before him. I smiled at him. "It's okay, Jimmy, you can look at us."

He smiled, "Thanks, it's difficult not to."

Corrine took me by the hand and led me to the bed. She whispered in my ear, "Lay down," and I spread myself on the bed. My girlfriend slipped between my thighs and lapped at my pussy, spreading the wetness over my lips. She drove her tongue into me, and I groaned, pulling her head in tighter.

I glanced up to see Jimmy watching us, working his stiff cock with his hand. Corrine moved up to my clit, sucking and flicking with her tongue. She drew me into her mouth, and I felt her teeth graze the hard nub. I squealed and jerked as she nibbled me closer to my release. Corrine slid two fingers into my soaking tunnel as I stiffened and shuddered. "I'm cumming!" I groaned.

I lost control, jerking and quivering beneath her as she licked me. After I calmed, Corrine rolled onto her back. "Eat me," she said, pulling her wet kitty open for me.

I knelt between her legs and lowered my head to her mound, licking her labia.

"Now, Jimmy," said my lover, "She's ready for you."

I felt the bed shift and then hands gripping my hips. I licked at Corrine again as I sensed movement behind me. Something hard grazed the lips of my dripping pussy. There was pressure, then Jim's cock slipped between my pussy lips and into my hole.

I gave an involuntary moan as he penetrated me. The pain I had associated with sex was not there. It was pleasurable. His cock slid into me, filling me, spreading my tight slit. Jim moaned as he reached the end of my tunnel and pulled back.

"Are you okay, Milla?" he asked.

"Mmm Hmm," I muttered into Corrine's wet pussy.

He pushed into me, setting a fast rhythm, drilling me full of cock. I felt the sensations I'd only had with my lover before--the building of my orgasm, the shuddering, the clamping of my muscles. Jim sped up, pounding me now. There was no pain, only pleasure. My pussy was so wet, there was almost no friction.

I came.

The scream I heard can only have come from my mouth, as he hammered into me. His hard prick swelled in me as the first shot of his baby-making juice jetted into me. Again and again, he pulsed in my pussy, filling me full.

I groaned at the incredible sensation of being fucked and filled.

Jimmy pulled out of me, climbed from the bed and, picking up his clothes, left.

Corrine pulled me into her arms and held me. "Are you okay, my love?" she asked.

"Mmm-hmm, it was good. I came. Is that bad of me? I wasn't supposed to enjoy this."

"Oh, Milla, it's okay. You can't help how your body reacts, and it looked like Jim was a gentle lover."

"He was. Thank you for picking him to be the father of our new baby, Kochanek."

We hugged and slept.

* * *

Jimmy Blake.

It was strange having sex with Milla. I couldn't see her face, though she obviously had an orgasm. I filled her with my seed, picked up my clothes, and left. It was what I'd agreed to do, but it was so impersonal.

I went home and let myself in. Crystal was in the kitchen. "How did it go, Jimmy?" she asked.

"Okay, I suppose. It was so clinical. I came, but there was almost nothing else. I know it's a means to an end, but it's made me sad."

She came to me and held me. "You didn't even shower?"

"Sorry, I smell of another woman, don't I? That must be disconcerting for you."

"It's a bit of a turn on, but did you leave that fast?"

"Yes, pulled out, grabbed my clothes and came home."

"You poor man! Come on, let's get you cleaned up."

She took my hand and led me upstairs, undressing us both before pulling me into the bathroom. She turned on the shower, then dropped to her knees, wrapping her hand around my stiffening shaft. Crystal smiled and moved her mouth to my cock, licking.

"Mmmh, Milla tastes nice."

"Please don't tell Corrine you did that, Crystal," I begged.

"Our secret," she giggled, engulfing my cock in her mouth and pushing me to the back of her throat.

She worked my dick in her hand while sucking on the head, jerking me to an orgasm. I spurted into her mouth as she moaned and swallowed my load.

"Come on Sonny Jim, shower."

* * *

Crystal Blake.

It amazed me how turned on I got after tasting Milla on Jimmy's cock. I'd been concerned about the arrangement, but trusted Jimmy completely. The kinky side of me hoped it would happen again, the sensible side hoped Milla was pregnant.

Shelly came to me a day or two later. She wanted to see our mother in prison. I expressed my doubts about whether it was a good idea but went with her. We both had to face mother, eventually.

The prison where they were holding her was a two-hour drive away, so we had time for a chat.

"What do you hope to get out of talking to mum?" I asked.

"Maybe some closure. She was so selfish, and I... we... didn't matter at all."

"Don't expect too much, Shell," I cautioned. "Now what's happening with Diane?"

Shelly blushed, "What do you mean?"

"Well, I meant is she moving in," I smiled, "but it seems I've touched on something else!"

Shelly giggled. "Yes, she's moving in at the weekend. As to something else, I've got a bit of a thing for her."

"Does Andy know? You mustn't hurt him."

"We talked about it. He's okay with her and me. We're not sure about Di and him, though."

"Oh, he'll want a piece of her too, he's a man. Are you okay with that, though?"

"Yes. If I'm allowed to get into her panties, why shouldn't he?"

"I think you know each other well enough to make that choice. I can't criticise with my relationship with Jimmy and Mandy, but be sure you all are honest with each other."

Shelly smiled and nodded, "We will be. It will make such a difference to Diane, having a family again. Her own mother died when she was twelve, and her dad two years ago. It'll do Charlie good to grow up around other kids too."

* * *

A while later we arrived at the prison. It was a sobering experience for me, going back into jail again after four years.

We cleared the security and took a seat in the visiting room. Maura came in a few minutes later, looking pale and thin. She sat down and stared at us.

"Hello, Mother. Are you coping okay in here?" I asked.

"Hello, Crystal. You know what it's like in here, why ask?"

"Everyone's experience is unique. Shelly wanted to come and see you, I didn't want her to come alone."

"Hello, Shelly," whispered my mother, "It's good to see you. How have you been?"

"I've been okay. I was admitted to hospital for three days a little while ago, but it was just a blip."

"I don't know how to apologise to either of you. I ruined your life, Crystal, and I destroyed Shelly's trust in me by being selfish."

"My life is what I make it, Mother." I said, "I have two loving partners, wonderful friends, a great business, children who call me Mama. You did not ruin my life."

Shelly spoke up too. "My life is good, too. I have a loving man, my family around me, a job I love helping people and caring for animals, and I have health care when I need it."

"The guilt trip is not helping you, Mother, admit whose life you've really ruined," I said.

"What do you mean?"

"You ruined your own life," said Shelly.

Maura thought for a moment. "You're right. Both of you girls are resilient, and I'm so grateful that you are. You've bounced back despite what I have done to you both. I'm proud of you."

"You need to concentrate on what you'll do when you get out of here," I said, "There are courses you can do, things you can learn. It fills the time too. The thing I remember is the boredom in prison."

She nodded, "You're right. How is Jimmy? And Shelly, you're with Andy now?"

"Jimmy's fine, we invested in a second restaurant, and we've moved to a bigger house. Jim's put Corrine in charge of 'The Lily', and we now have 'The Perfumed Violet' too."

"Andy's fine too," said Shelly, "we work well as a couple. He accepts my illness and supports me. We still live at Crystal's house but have our own little flat. It's good when he's away touring or recording for me to be with other people."

Maura smiled for the first time. "I'm glad that you are both happy. I promise to work on something that will be of benefit when I get out of here. I hope you'll still want to see me once I'm free."

"We will Mother, but it will be different than before. You know that, don't you?"

"I do."

We talked for a little longer, then Shelly and I left for the trip home.

* * *

"How did you feel that went?" I asked Shelly as we drove home.

"Okay, but not like I expected. I thought I wanted an apology, but I realised that the words mean nothing to me. What happened was better. Us telling her we'd survived all she did was worth so much more. Affirming our strength, you and me."

"I know what you mean," I said, "I know we have money, but if all I had was Jimmy and Mandy, and you, and a job, I'd still be happy."

"Yeah. It's like us living with you. Andy could afford a sizeable house, staff and sports cars, but we live in your flat, look after ourselves and drive an old VW Passat. Andy's not very good at the Rock'n'Roll lifestyle."

* * *

Shelly Fraser.

We'd all sat watching a movie that night, cuddled up in the lounge as a family. When the film finished, we all headed off to bed.

Andy stripped and climbed into our bed, picking up his paperback book. I stripped to my panties and threw on a tee-shirt.

"Is it okay if I see Diane?"

"Of course, Baby, if that's what you want," smiled Andy.

"I'm glad you understand my sexuality, Slim. It means a lot to me to have this freedom. You know that, if it works out, I'm cool with you and Diane too?"

"I know. I'm not sure how to feel about that yet. Let's take it slow. Now go get yourself some pussy."

I walked down the stairs and slid in through Diane's door, closing it behind me. Diane had obviously been feeding Charlie, as she was topless, and the baby was asleep in her arms.

"Shall I put him down for you, Di?" I asked.

"Please."

I took the small bundle and laid him in his cot. I walked back to the bed and pulled back the sheets, slipping in beside Diane. "I've come for a cuddle," I grinned.

"You sure it's only a cuddle?"

"You have other ideas?"

"Nope," she smiled, "But I bet you'd teach me."

I slid my arms around her and pulled her close. "How about this," I said as I kissed her lips.

"Mmm Hmm, that's good so far."

My hand roamed to her enormous tits, feeling the weight of them, stroking. Di groaned and pulled my hand to her nipple. "Tweak gently," she said, "but your going to get sticky milk on you whatever you do to me."

I grinned at her and lowered my head, grasping her nipple between my lips. I drew it into my mouth and sucked. A small squirt of Diane's milk dribbled onto my tongue. She moaned. "God, you suck so much harder than Charlie. The tingle went right to my pussy."

I slid my hand down her soft belly, pushing beneath the waistband of her panties. I found her small patch of fur and slid a finger through it to her damp slit. "About here?" I asked.

"Mmmh, right there."

My finger massaged her pussy lips, dipping inside her now and then, eliciting a low growl from her.

"Is that okay, Di?" I asked, "I want you to enjoy this."

"Oh Shell, it's so nice being touched by someone else. I love your fingers in me."

I drew my hand out, and she moaned at the loss. I hooked my fingers into the waist of her panties, and she lifted her hips, allowing me to pull them down and off. I returned my hand to her mound and played my fingers along her wet slit before dipping two of them into her pussy.

"Oh, Fuck!" she squealed, "Finger fuck me, Shelly."

I began a slow rhythm, plunging my fingers into her. My thumb grazed over her clit on each stroke, and she was soon thrusting her hips up to meet me.

I turned my hand, so my palm faced upwards and curled my fingers behind her pubic bone, searching out the sweet spot. I found the roughened skin and 'beckoned' with my fingers, bringing a soft moan from Di's lips. I dropped my head and extended my tongue, flicking over her hard little clit. Seconds later, she exploded into her orgasm. Girl cum spurted from her pink kitty as she thrashed about on the bed in ecstasy.

I slipped my fingers from her, and she collapsed on the bed, spent.

The noise must have wakened Charlie, as he stirred at that moment, giving a soft, fussy cry.

I lifted him, cuddling him to my chest as Diane recovered her breath. He turned his head and latched onto my nipple, as I squeaked in surprise. "You'll get nothing there," I whispered to him, but just having something to suck seemed to settle him again and he was soon sleeping.

I laid him down to sleep and climbed back into bed with Diane.

"I need to do something for you," she said.

I smiled. "Another time, let's get some sleep. Can I stay the night?"

"Will Andy be okay with this?"

"He knows where I am, Di. No secrets, remember?"

She nodded and snuggled up to me, spooning behind me and hugging her hand over my belly. I put my hand over hers and squeezed, holding her as we dropped off to sleep.

* * *

Corrine Allen.

Milla came into the bedroom as I woke that morning. She had a frown on her face, and I asked her what was wrong.

"My period started," she moaned, "I'm not pregnant."

"Do we try again," I asked.

"Yes, we want a baby, don't we?"

I nodded. "Two weeks today, then."

"Corrine, I feel bad about how we treated Jimmy last time. I know it's a means to an end, but I think we were mean to him."

"I know what you mean. I felt sorry for him just picking up his clothes and leaving like that."

"Let's ask him if he'll try again for us, but tell him we're sorry for the way we treated him," said Milla.

I agreed to ring Jimmy to arrange a date for two weeks.

* * *

When Jim arrived on Milla's fertile day, we met him at the door. I hugged him and whispered, "Sorry."

Milla hugged him next and kissed him on the lips. "Jimmy, I'm glad you came back. After the last time, I wondered if you'd still want to help us."

"I do, but it was a bit clinical wasn't it."

We sat in the lounge and had a glass of wine while we chatted.

"It was me," I admitted. "My insecurity took over. We trust you, Jim. I know you won't steal Milla from me."

Jim smiled. "No, this beautiful girl is yours, you can see it in her eyes, Corrine."

In the bedroom, I stripped my clothes off, standing naked in front of Jim. He glanced at my body and smiled. "The men of the world lost out when you chose women, Corrine," he said.

Milla stepped in front of him to take off his clothes. Jim looked to me for approval, and I nodded.

She unbuttoned his shirt, slipping it off, then undid his jeans and dropped them to the floor for Jim to kick away. She dropped to her knees and removed his socks, before lowering his boxer shorts. I saw his cock closely for the first time. Men didn't repulse me, but they were different, and I had no use for them.

Milla stood and dragged off her sweater, revealing her small firm tits. She pulled her elastic waist skirt down, kicking it to the side and standing there in her panties. She smiled at me, and I grinned back, reassuring her, as she dropped her panties and allowed Jim to take in her full beauty.

"You're beautiful, Milla," he whispered.

She stepped up to him and wrapped her arms around him. Glancing at me and kissing him gently on the lips. Jim put his arms nervously around Milla and pulled her to him.

I walked across to them, wrapping my arms around the two of them as they hugged. I kissed them each on the cheek. "It's okay. Do this right, Jim. I'll stay with you, but it's up to you and Milla to make our baby for us."

Jim seemed encouraged by my words and led Milla to the bed, laying her down, and stroking his hands over her body.

* * *

Jimmy Blake.

Milla lay on the bed before me. Her pretty face framed by her platinum blonde hair. Her body was petite, but so well proportioned. Small, high breasts with dusky pink nipples, narrow waist and flared hips leading down to muscular legs. Her skin was pale and her pussy, though not shaved, had such light-coloured fur that I could see her lips.

She smiled at me and pulled me down on top of her. She put her hand behind my head and drew me in for a kiss. I thought back to our last attempt, how impersonal it all was. Her lips brushed mine, and I kissed her again, slipping my hand up to her pert breast, covering the entire thing with my hand. I rubbed my palm on her hard nipple, and she gasped.

I lay between her legs, and we trapped my hard cock between us. Milla bucked her hips, rubbing her sex against me. I shuddered at the delightful sensation.

I whispered, "May I lick your pussy?"

She nodded, and I glanced over at Corrine, who had seated herself in a chair close to the bed. Corrine smiled, "She's all yours, Jim. Whatever she lets you do is okay with both of us." Her hand slid down between her ebony thighs, and I saw a flash of pink as she inserted a finger into herself.

I slipped down the bed, positioning myself between Milla's muscular white thighs. I drew in the scent of her sex, dropping my head and lapping at her outer lips. Milla grasped my hair as I slid my tongue between her labia and drilled into her soft, warm flesh. I flicked my tongue inside her as she moaned her pleasure, her fingers knotting in my hair.

I moved to her clit, sucking gently as I flicked my tongue over it, my finger sliding gently into her now dripping kitty. I heard her groan as I found her G spot and curled my finger into it. My teeth gently scraped her hard button as she convulsed under me, and she came noisily, girl cum dripping out of her.

I drew my finger out as she moaned in disappointment. I climbed up her body and kissed her on the lips. Her tongue came out, licking her juices from my face.

Milla reached down between us, grasping my cock and aiming me at her centre. "Put it in me now, Jimmy. Fuck me. Give us a baby."

I pushed my hips gently forwards, edging my throbbing cock into her tight sleeve. Milla groaned and pushed up towards me, trying to get all of me into her at once. I thrust in, giving her what she wanted, as a grunt escaped her lips. "I'm so full of you, Jimmy. Fuck me now, give me your cum."

I drew back and sank back into her, getting a fast rhythm going as I pumped her tight pussy. Milla reached for her breasts, twisting her own nipples hard, groaning. I speeded up my thrusts, pounding into her now, wet slapping noises coming from our meeting point.

She shuddered as my balls tightened, and I jerked uncontrollably into her pussy. She squealed and convulsed as my first jet of semen shot into her tunnel, searching for her egg.

I came hard, spurting shot after shot into her. Milla finished her climax, falling limp beneath me as the last of my seed dribbled into her. She wrapped her arms around me and hugged me to her.

We both looked around when we heard a groan, followed by a high-pitched squeak. Corrine sat slumped in the chair, fingers of one hand buried in her sopping gash, while her other hand strummed at her clit. She jerked and collapsed, a broad smile on her face.

"Fuck, that was hot! It was beautiful Jimmy, you treated my Milla so well."

I rolled off Milla, my cock slipping out of her kitty, as she reached out her hand for Corrine. I tried to get up from the bed and leave them to it, but Milla's hand grabbed me. "Stay," she whispered.

I lay beside her as Corrine snuggled up to her other side. She reached over Milla's small body and pulled on my hip, drawing me closer to them. My hand went across Milla and touched Corrine's waist. I looked at her questioningly. She smiled and patted my hand. "It's okay, Jimmy, after that display of gentleness I'm much more comfortable with you. You're okay for a bloke."

We cuddled for a short while, then I got up and dressed before kissing them both and heading for home.

* * *

Mandy Jacobs.

Diane had decided to move in with us all. She'd taken a week in the end, and questioned each of us about our feelings toward her. Since Andy had forgiven her already, we reassured her that we wanted her and little Charlie to join us. Andy and Shelly would support her, and in return, she would help around the house. It would be good to have someone home, looking after the place, as the rest of us all worked in some fashion.

Jimmy had gone to visit Corrine and Milla. They were trying for another baby, and Jimmy had agreed to be the father for them.

Crystal and I had already gone to bed and were cuddled up together chatting when he came in.

"Come and sit down," said Crystal, "How did it go this time?"

"So much better. They realised that they'd used me last time and wanted to make it up to me."

"Oh, Yes?" I giggled, "How did they do that?"

"Last time was 'wham bam thank you, ma'am'. This time Corrine let us make love and watched."

"Watched? Wasn't that weird?" Crystal asked.

"Okay. She watched and frigged herself to a climax while we were fucking."

Crystal gave him an evil grin. "Did you shower?"

He'd barely said no when she was out of bed and tearing his clothes off.

"Do you have some kind of fetish about the taste of Milla's pussy?" I asked.

"Well, I'll never get to taste it from the source, so why not?"

She dragged his jeans down his legs, then without bothering to remove them, dropped his boxer shorts and engulfed half the length of his prick in one go.

"Mmmmh! Fuuumph!"

I looked at her, eyes closed, slurping the combined sex juices of Jim and Milla from his stiff dick.

"Can I have some?" I asked.

Crystal drew her head back, "You have that side," she smiled, lapping along Jim's rigid shaft.

We shared him until he voiced his concern about cumming too soon, then we both stood and laid back on the bed. Jim removed the jeans, socks and boxers that were around his ankles, pulled off his shirt, and slid between my legs. "Pussy licking, Girlie?" he asked.

I nodded, and he delved deep into my damp snatch with vigour. Crystal straddled my face, dropping her red-haired kitty to my mouth, and I licked her from end to end.

We writhed about on the bed until Crystal came spectacularly in my mouth. I soon followed as Jim latched onto my clit and forced me over the edge.

Jim pulled back from my thighs, his face dripping with my juices as he slammed his throbbing cock into my soggy hole. "Oh, Fuck!" I squealed, "So good."

Crystal kissed me as I was pounded by our lover, her tongue licking her juices from my face. I groaned as Jim increased his speed and pulled my knees up to my big tits as he thrust harder into my slit. I shuddered as the first traces of orgasm gathered in my stomach, building, spreading, engulfing me in a warm blanket of pleasure. He pounded a few more times, and the dam broke. I screamed into Crystal's mouth as I came hard, my body squirming, and my puss streaming girl cum down my thighs.

I collapsed as Jim pulled out of me. He waited only seconds before driving hard into Crystal's waiting tunnel. I heard his balls slap into her ass as he bottomed out in her hole. Crystal gasped and wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deep inside her, claiming him.

Jimmy groaned, "Can't last long!" as he continued to pound into her.

Crystal's hand slipped down to her clit and strummed over the hard bud. She squeaked as she stiffened, and her face screwed up in intense concentration. Her orgasm claimed her as Jim's hips jerked erratically, and he filled her pussy with his juice.

Jim rolled off her onto his back as she cuddled up to his side. I laid on the other side and sneaked a finger over to Crystal's kitty, sliding a finger full of cum to my mouth. She smiled at me, the contented smile of a satisfied lover, as her eyes closed.

* * *

Diane Clark.

I'd decided to move in with the Blake clan. It had not taken long to bring my belongings over in Andy's car, and I'd settled into my room with Charlie. Shelly and Andy still took him two or three nights a week, and Shelly said that Andy enjoyed feeding his son, even at three in the morning.

It was Friday night, and Charlie had gone upstairs with his dad when Shelly tapped on my door.

"Want to come upstairs for some fun?" she asked.

"With Andy there? What will he say?"

Shelly smiled, "Let's find out."

She took my hand and led me up to their room. Andy smiled as we closed the door.

Charlie was fast asleep in his cot.

"Come to join us, Diane?" Andy asked.

"If that's okay."

Shelly pulled me to the bed, stripping off my shirt. She stripped off her own nightclothes and lay down beside me, fondling my big breasts. I reached for her head, pulling her in to kiss me. Our mouths met, and my lips parted to allow her tongue access. She slid down my body, trailing her tongue over my collarbone and down the slope of my breast. She reached my nipple and bit into the hardened tip, making me groan as my pussy flooded. Her fingers slid down my belly, finding the damp folds of my slit, probing into me.

I spread my legs and pulled her hand into me, thrusting her two eager fingers hard into my hole.

"Fuck me, Shelly, make me cum."

I glanced across the bed. Andy was watching us, pumping his hand up and down his stiff cock while Shelly finger fucked me.

Shelly's fingers curled under my pelvic bone, finding the hot spot of my pussy and waggling across the rough patch of skin. Her other hand dropped onto my clit, circling, pressing, teasing, as I climbed the slope to my release. I felt my juices, like warm oil, running over my shuddering thighs as I clenched and released. My belly tightened, and I tried to sit up as I moaned into my hands, covering my face, trying to hide from the monster orgasm that was upon me. The wave peaked and tumbled down, carrying me along shaking and twitching until I crashed to the shore, drained.

Shelly was stroking my head as I came to my senses. Andy was lying alongside me, stroking my back, coaxing me to consciousness.

"What happened?" I breathed.

"I think you came," said Andy, grinning.

"Come and lick my pussy," smiled Shelly, "I need to cum now."

She lay back on the bed, legs spread lewdly, pulling her black fur apart to reveal her pink lips and her wet slit.

"Do to me what you'd like done to you, Diane."

I lowered my head towards a woman's pussy for the first time, smelling Shelly's arousal, sharp, tangy, musky. I dipped the tip of my tongue into her kitty, lapping at her hard clit. She gasped as my tongue flicked the little bud as it passed. I lapped again, and again.

Shelly smiled at Andy. "Lick Di's pussy from behind, Slim."

The mattress moved, then I felt his breath on my ass. Something brushed against my ass cheek, and a warm, damp probe slotted into my puss from the rear. Andy flicked over my lips, drawing his tongue up my crack, penetrating me, driving me wild. Shelly panted, her orgasm building. She grasped my hair, pulling me hard into her dripping tunnel. "Cumming!" she wailed.

I sucked on her hard little clit, then felt Andy behind me. His cock split my pussy, driving between the lips and deep inside me. I gasped, "Fuck me, Andy!"

Shelly looked up, "Is he in you, Di?"

I nodded.

"Fuck her, Andy, fuck her hard!"

He sank his entire length in to the hilt, and I groaned. I felt my shame return, the remorse, the anger at myself.

"Fuck me, Andy! Fuck your slut! Punish me, punish my slutty cunt with your hard cock!"

He grunted. "You want this? You want to be punished, you slut?"

He was breathing hard now, slamming his prick into me, hitting my cervix with every thrust. I soaked up the pain, revelled in it, welcomed it. I felt the anger in him as he pounded into me.

He paused, and the flat of his hand struck my ass hard. I yelped. He spanked me again.

"Is that what you want? Punishment? Penance for opening your slutty cunt to a stranger?"

His hand struck my other cheek, again, again. The stinging pain washed away my guilt for a while. I smiled through the tears that flowed down my cheeks.

"Yes! Spank me. Give me back the pain I gave you!"

He slapped my ass again, and the pain and excitement dragged me to the edge and pushed me over. I fell into the most powerful orgasm I ever had, screaming my ecstasy as I quivered and shuddered while he pounded his cock into me. Andy groaned and thrust hard as the first jet of his load shot into my waiting pussy. He jerked and ejaculated, again and again, filling me.

He pulled out, and I fell into a quaking heap on the bed.

I gazed around and saw Shelly taking Charlie out of the room, shushing him as he sucked on her dry breast.

Andy gathered me in his arms, holding me to him. "I'm sorry, Di, I lost it. I hurt you."

"No, Andy. I needed it, wanted it. It cleansed me a little, made me feel, made me hurt. You made me cum like never before."

"You're not mad at me?"

"No. I need to think about it, but being your 'slut' made me whole, excited, I got off on being used by you."

Shelly came back then. "I settled him in your bed with a pillow either side of him," she smiled. "Did that do either of you any good?"

"It did me good," I said, "I wanted to be punished, still do. I'd do it again in a second. Is that weird?"

"No," said Andy, "You've never been spanked before?"

"Never, but it does something to me. Do you mind if I go back to my bed now? It's a lot to take in, and I need to process it all."

I kissed each of them goodnight. A lover's kiss, tongues tangled, lips locked. Letting them know that all was well between us. Then I went to bed and cuddled up with Charlie. Despite the biting sting in my ass cheeks, I slept happily.

* * *

I sat in bed the next morning, my little boy suckling at my breast, thinking about the previous night. I'd got off on pain. I'd called myself a slut and asked to be punished. What was I doing, what did I want?

I thought back to 'that' night. The night I'd cheated on Andy. I'd blamed the drink, but I wasn't that drunk, I'd accused him, but he was just a man, and I didn't say no. I let him take control. To kiss me, to fuck me.

When I had Charlie, I'd felt alone. Like I had all the responsibility for him. Then Andy and Shelly took control and made me get some rest, and I felt better.

When Shelly came on to me, I'd been excited, wanting to say yes. But I let her take control, kiss me, finger fuck me.

My life was easier if I let someone else take control.

Like last night, when Andy fucked me, he didn't make love. He fucked me. Hard.

I let him. I enjoyed it. I came. Hard.

I needed to talk.

I set Charlie in his cot to finish his nap and went upstairs. I slipped in Andy and Shelly's door.

Shelly was sitting astride Andy's prone body, rocking back and forth on his cock. His hands were on her plump little tits, pinching, twisting. Shelly smiled at me and patted the bed beside her. I sat, watching my friends approach their orgasms. No jealousy, no shame.

Shelly leant over for a kiss, and I latched on to her mouth, delving with my tongue, moaning.

"Tell me what you want, Shell."

"Suck my tits," she gasped.

I pulled her closest nipple into my mouth, sucking hard, flicking my tongue over the stiff tip. Shelly groaned as Andy bucked up into her pussy. She stiffened and cried out as she came. Andy grunted as he thrust into her, spending his seed deep in her tunnel.

"Fuck, that was good!" muttered Andy.

"I came so hard," said Shelly, "Thank you, Di."

I looked down, not wanting to meet their gaze as I admitted my feelings. "I think I'm a submissive," I whispered. "I got off on you taking control when you seduced me, Shell, I got off on being called names and punished by Andy."

Andy looked worried. "I don't want to punish you forever Di, but if you like it... get off on it... we can make it a sex play."

"I can get excited about telling someone what to do in bed, maybe tying them up, stuff like that," said Shelly, blushing. "Is that what you want to play?" "I want it to be real, but I guess you're not those people. Can we try it though? I'll be your slave or pet or something in the bedroom, perhaps other times too?"

"We'd need rules, a safe word or place," said Shelly.

"Buy me a collar. When I wear it, I have to do what you say. If I take it off, the game's over. That's simple."

"What if you're tied up?" said Andy.

"Safe word," said Shelly, "Lily."

We agreed to try it out; I kissed them both as Shelly rolled off of Andy's cock, then I went to change and dress Charlie.

* * *

Milla Kowalska.

I woke Corrine up, shaking her shoulder, blowing in her ear. "I'm awake! What is it? Is the house on fire?"

I grinned at her. Corrine was never good at waking up. "I'm 3 days late," I said, "My periods are never irregular."

"You mean..."

"Maybe. I'm getting a test today," I said.

Corrine climbed out of bed and kissed me. "I'm going to get one now!" she said, dressing.

* * *

Corrine came back from the shops with two tests. I peed on the first one and waited. Blue.

I checked by doing a second test with the same result. I was pregnant!

Corrine rang Jimmy's house. "Crystal? Yeah, Hi... Can you fetch Jimmy? Jimmy? Milla's pregnant! We're going to have a baby!"

Jimmy was ecstatic, whooping in the background as I spoke to Mandy.

A new baby!

* * *

Jimmy Blake.

I woke up to Mandy's lips on my cock. "Morning, Sonny Jim!" she called from beneath the blanket.

"To what do I owe this honour?"

"Period, you can pay me back when it's finished."

She tried to swallow the whole of my cock, bobbing her head up and down, her tongue lashing my crown. I held on as long as I could, not wanting this to end, but soon the inevitable happened, and I shot bolt after bolt of cum into Mandy's willing mouth.

"That was amazing, Girlie."

She smacked her lips, "I liked it too."

"Where's Crystal?" I asked.

"Don't know, it's not like her to miss the fun."

"I'll find her. She said she'd been feeling a bit sick the last few days, maybe she has a stomach bug." I said, getting out of bed and pulling on my boxer shorts.

I checked through the house, not finding her. I looked outside, but none of the cars was missing.

Mandy came through, dressed now, and asked if I'd found her.

We checked with Shelly, Andy and Diane, but they couldn't remember any appointments she mentioned.

I called her mobile, and it rang. "Her phone's in here Jim, she doesn't have it with her," called Mandy.

Mandy checked something. She came back, looking worried. "Her warm coat and her walking boots are gone," she said, "Where would she have gone?"

I checked her cupboards. There seemed to be some clothes missing, but not much. I opened the wardrobe, and my heart sank. On the top shelf, almost out of reach at the top, was a gap. I called Mandy.

"What is it, Jim," she looked where I pointed, "Oh fuck no!"

The gap on the shelf had, since before we even moved to the new house, held Crystal's old sleeping bag. It was the one I'd found her in the day we met--the one she used when she lived on the streets.