7 comments/ 86341 views/ 18 favorites CvsN 22: A New Housemate By: Tx Tall Tales --- It's a revolving door: Karen's out but Amie's in. --- I had the place to myself for a little while, before Robin and the little one's made it back. I wanted to just relax, but the yard was getting overgrown, so I started up the riding mower, and took a quick turn about the property, cutting down two weeks of growth. The yard was big enough that it was a sizable chore, nearly an hour of driving around in circles. And that was without doing any of the trimming. I was just putting away the mower when Robin appeared at the shed. "The kids are wiped out. I fed them, and gave them a video to watch. How can I help?" It was nice to hear her offer. She'd been a lot of help with the construction but she wasn't a big one for doing chores around the place. "You ever use an edger?" "Nope. But you know my motto: I'll try anything once, twice if I like it, three times to make sure." "I thought that was Mae West," I teased. "Hey, we should all have role models." I gave her a few minutes of instruction, then took the weed-whacker out and went to work. We had the place looking almost respectable after another 20 minutes or so. Man, my life had changed. Just a few months earlier, I was living in an apartment, and the closest I came to yard work was stepping over tools on the sidewalk once a week. Never for a moment had I imagined being where I was today. I looked over at Robin leaning over to pull up a weed, and eyed her tempting little rear. Nope. Couldn't have imagined anything like this. We were hot and grubby after the effort we'd put in. While we put the tools away, Robin reminded me of it. "Looks like you need a shower, handsome. Like some company?" I wasn't sure where the rules on our house guests stood at the moment. I knew Amie had been promoted to "when available" status, but Robin was still on the fence. I guess she saw me hesitating. "Just a little fun. I thought I'd stay out of the limelight for a bit, let you kids have some fun alone until things settle down. So it's best if we take any 'alone' time when we have it. Whaddya say?" "I think you're still off limits, baby." I told her. "Beth made it clear that the only pussy in this house I should be screwing is hers and Debbie's." "I don't think that should be problem," she answered wickedly. "I've got two more openings dying for some action." Queen of the hard sell. It appeared to run in her family. "I do need a shower." I grabbed something to change into and we headed up to the room, hers now that Karen was gone. It didn't take us long to get soapy and steam up the windows a bit. She was playful while rinsing me off, and made sure to get a lot of carnal contact in. By the time we'd cleaned up, I was ready for lots more. We didn't waste time warming up. She led me to her bed, where I leaned back for a brief oral warm up before reaching into the end table drawer for some lube. Robin took it and got my rod thoroughly slicked up, and slipped a little inside herself before straddling me and sliding me into her tight ass. I couldn't help but think about how I'd had both sisters, the same way, in the same day. I must be doing something right. She rode me for a few delightful minutes before climbing off and getting on her knees for me. It was an undeniable invitation, and I rode her ass hard, pounding her for all I was worth, completely given over to my own satisfaction, holding nothing back. I was being more selfish than usual, and God knows I could be selfish in the sack, but I wasn't the least concerned with her pleasure at that moment. It was all about me. "That's it baby, fuck my poor little butt-hole. Stretch me out and use me, lover," she told me, giving me the complete go ahead. I loved the feeling, and reamed her furiously. I butt-fucked her until that familiar sensation took hold. Show time. I rammed her hard, finally flooding her ass, while she egged me on. Damn she was a fun fuck. And nicely available. Throw in the fact that she was the most anally oriented girl I'd ever known, and she seemed like a keeper. I definitely needed to work on her status with my roomies. Robin wasn't looking for any after-play. She hit the bathroom, and got dressed, heading down to watch over the girls, even before I was done cleaning up. I threw on my clothes and joined them downstairs, wondering if I should start dinner. It was getting late, nearly 7:00 pm, and I figured we'd have some exhausted roommates showing up at any time. I reckoned there was no need to tell my girls about the Robin interlude, anal was sort of like oral. It didn't really count. And unlike her sister, Robin could keep a secret. I went ahead and fed the little ones left-over mac and cheese, which was a hit as usual. We were cleaning up after them when our errant shoppers finally strolled in. The girls had pizzas from Don Pablo's in hand which solved any dinner issue. I went to take two of the large pizza boxes from Beth, but she shooed me away. "Why don't you do some unloading out back while we get everything setup?" I took the hint, and found Amie's car was outside, filled to the brim with bags and boxes. The entire backseat was filled to the roof, and the trunk was bungied closed since it wouldn't shut all the way. Definitely a successful outing. It took me a few minutes to get that thing emptied, before I headed back to the main house. I was starving and looking forward to a few slices. Of pizza. Hell, who am I kidding? Of whatever I could get. Over dinner Robin and I were regaled with tales of shopping and negotiating. From the sounds of things, the girls had found at least 90% of what they had set out to get, and plenty of extras. They were so excited the feeling was contagious. With all that gorgeous, nubile flesh surrounding me, I was starting to contemplate where the evening was heading. It appeared a fivesome (is there such a thing?) was not in the picture. Amie begged off after dinner, and after some quick hugs and kisses, I walked her back to her car since it was so dark out, and gave her a little extra friendly goodbye, with some serious fondling and making out before I let her escape. Back in the house, Robin had rounded up the little ones, sent them off to bed, and retired upstairs, claiming to be worn out from the days activities. Strike the foursome. Beth came to me and gave me hug. "Sorry big guy. Just the three of us. I hope you're not too disappointed." Damned witch could read my mind. I swatted her delicious butt. "Disappointed? To go to bed with you two? There's nothing else I could want more in this lifetime." "So you're not sorry that Amie headed home?" Debbie teased. "Not in the least. I mean, she's cute and fun, but what is it Beth says? 'When you've got prime rib, who wants hamburger?' Right?" We spent some relaxing time on the couch together, discussing the housing situation, while I massaged the girls feet and calves. Beth knew about Amie's desire to move in, but Debbie was still in the dark. "I don't know," Debbie hedged, when we broached the subject. "I'm not certain how I feel about that particular hottie being around all the time. And I imagine Ron will end up being a fixture around here as well, as long as she's here." "I know," I told her. "I was kind of looking forward to Robin moving out in a few weeks, and having the place to ourselves. It's been a wild ride so far, but I'd be happiest if it was just the three of us." Beth was taking Amie's side. Not much of a surprise there. "I don't think it'll be that bad. She's seeing Eric twice this week, and I think they're getting more serious. I'm guessing that within a few weeks she'll be spending as much time at his place as here. She just needs to get out of that house she's sharing and find someplace for her stuff. She's talked about moving back home but she has reservations." "That doesn't surprise me," Debbie laughed. "Her old man has it bad for her." It took a good bit of discussion, but Beth finally got her way. Debbie still had the last say. "Ok. We'll give her your room for now. But no long term commitments. If things don't work out, or it gets too weird, we'll have to let her find a new place. If that's back at her father's place, or at Eric's, or just a new apartment that's nearer, we'll worry about it then." Beth was overjoyed and gave Debbie a big hug and kiss, thanking her. Then she ran off with phone in hand to tell her buddy the good news. Debbie and I turned off the lights, locked up the front, and headed to our sanctuary. While she was in the tub, she told me the latest plan was for Beth and Amie to give their two weeks notice, and they'd open up for business as soon as I got back from Spain. While I was gone they'd finish the setup and organization, get a sign put up out front, and start contacting a few potential clients. She went on-and-on about their shopping successes, and I listened to her, overjoyed to hear her so happy. Watching her walk to my side, naked and stunning, produced the reaction it always did. She smiled for me. "I love that I can do that to you. Just walking in here." "You are the sexiest thing I've ever seen. Beyond all my dreams. I can't help myself." "Sometimes I can almost believe that," she said softly. "Believe it." I pulled her into the middle of our bed, and went down on her, opening her legs and tasting her, licking her, ecstatic in my ability to place my face between her perfect legs. Once more, I was astonished that I could even be with her. "Am I sexier then your little teenage toys?" Was that a hint of jealousness I was hearing? "Debbie, you are the pinnacle, a picture of perfection. You are so sexy you make my body ache in need. How can you even ask?" "They're so young, so willing," she said softly. "Beth is so pretty, and you were her first." "I wish I was your first," I told her, moving up her body so I could make love to her. "So do I. You would have been eleven," she giggled. "I could have trained you." "C'mon, you're not that much older than me," I reminded her. "Two years. You would have been eleven." "You were thirteen?" "That's when Uncle Wally figured I was old enough to earn my keep." She had never gone into any detail about her past. I knew too much already about her last relationship. Karen had said that Debbie had been on her own from an early age, but I had never known why nor had I asked. While we made love, she told me a bit about her early days. Her Uncle sneaking into her room for years until she'd had enough of him and her aunt's accusing, and moved out with an older boyfriend at 16. By seventeen she was knocked up, and was on her second live-in boyfriend, happy enough to have a roof overhead and medical benefits. By eighteen she was living on her own and working like a dog, just to keep herself and her baby fed and sheltered. It wasn't an ideal childhood. I couldn't help but compare it to mine or Beth's. We'd had it easy. Our lovemaking was slow and gentle. She didn't seem too upset talking about her past, but a couple of times she pulled me down and hugged me, silent while we relaxed together. She had just starting telling me about living with an older couple, who seemed perfect at first, when our third-wheel came bouncing into the room. Beth stripped down in a heart beat and cuddled up beside us. "She's so happy! She's going to move out this week. She'll get some of her dad's guys to move her Wednesday, if that's cool." The end of the month. Made sense. "We'll need to get that room ready for her," Debbie said, while I slowly resumed sliding in and out of her. "I can take care of that. She's promised to leave us alone down here, only playing when she's invited. She doesn't want to be a pain in the ass." Beth told Debbie, reaching out and caressing her. Debbie sighed. "It'll be alright. As long as we're together, the other's are just little distractions. Maybe we can limit the playtime to the weekends." "Wouldn't that be great? Just us during the week, and then a little wildness on the weekend. Don't you think so, Jack?" Beth asked, her hand still fondling Debbie's breast. "Sure. Some weekend fun. But all I really want is what I have right now, right this moment." I turned to face Debbie, making sure she understood me. I slowly thrust into her, deeply. "This is it. Perfection." Beth leaned in and kissed Deb on the cheek. "It is, isn't it? Just the three of us. Sometimes I can hardly believe it myself." Then to my surprise she backed away. "I'm here if you want, Jack, but don't feel you have to. You guys look like you're having fun. I don't want to interfere." She relaxed on her side, watching us, while I leaned over and kissed Debbie, getting back to business. Debbie reached out to Beth, touching her cheek. "You're never anything more than a blessing, love." "Thanks, but sometimes I think it would be nice for one of us to sit one out. Make the loving something more than just a sexy threesome, you know?" She was full of surprises. "Of course I know. Sometimes I want him to myself; I want to have all of his attention, have him love me, and know when he pulls out, it's to lie beside me so I can fall asleep in his arms, not so he can go stick his cock in somebody else, coming back to me when he feels the urge." Ouch. Beth smiled. "Exactly. And tonight, he's all yours." Debbie caressed our teen bedmate's hair. "Thanks, maybe tomorrow can be yours." "I'd like that. We should make it a once a week thing. We get to be selfish one night each. And the other one gets to watch. Deal?" Beth inched closer so she could reach out for her gorgeous roommate, who was still on the receiving end of a long thorough screwing. Debbie seemed halfway to tears, which I thought was a little overreacting. She wasn't much of a crier. "Deal," she finally said, pulling Beth in close for a long soft kiss. "Sure you only want to watch?" Debbie asked with a knowing grin. "He's feeling pretty strong tonight." "Positive. This one's all yours. I love watching you two together. It's so incredible." And that's all she did. It was a beautiful evening, endless touching and holding, loving and kissing, never seeming to get wild and needy, just a wonderful lovemaking. We ended like we began, with me just lying on top of the girl I loved so much, feeling the end creeping up on me, the unslakable desire to fill her with my seed one more time. We came together, Debbie responding to my needs. We'd almost forgotten about Beth's quiet presence, and were both surprised to see she'd drifted off. Debbie giggled, "Not hot enough to keep our little friend entertained I guess." "She couldn't know. That was amazing," I told her, freeing her up to use the restroom. She came back to me and kissed me, then rolled onto her side facing young Beth. I cuddled up behind her spooning, holding the love of my life, wondering why I let all these other women take away time I could be spending with her. God, I was a fool. "I love you Debbie. More than anything," I told her softly. "I know. Thank you," she said softly, pulling my hand up between her breasts and clinging to it. It was a nice way to fall asleep. --- Karen and Jim were over Sunday, and Amie didn't even put an appearance in. We spent most of the day Sunday organizing the new goods, with a simple dinner, and a quiet evening. By Monday, things were almost normal again. I called home at lunch, to tell Debbie I'd be coming home. I think I surprised her. Robin was out. It turned out she was looking for a part-time job for the rest of the summer, which made sense. Funds were running low. She was living off of us, but everyone needs some spending money. I decided on the spot to help her out a bit, as a reward for all the work she'd done. A few hundred should help her back on her feet, and make sure she didn't head back to school broke. "So what brings you home?" Debbie inquired. I took her in my arms, interrupting her sandwich making. "Make mine to go. I'm here for you." "For me?" "I don't want to spend a single day of my life not making love to you. Not if I can help it. So if tonight is Beth's, the day is yours." She turned and kissed me passionately, holding me tight. Then she led me into our bedroom, closing the door so the little ones knew better than to intrude, and she rocked my world. She was impassioned, fucking me wildly, sucking me like her life depended on it. As much as I knew she preferred to make love face to face, I really liked being behind her, looking down on her perfect smooth skin, her bikini lines criss-crossing her back and highlighting the most private parts. I loved holding her incredible ass cheeks while drilling her from behind. Nothing could get me off faster then taking her that way. Each time I came, she came after me again, her mouth quickly restoring the steel to my rod, and sucking me long after she had me ready to go again. That beautiful face, full of my cock, was a sight to behold and I knew I'd never tire of it. When the clock read 1:15 I let her ride me to one last incredible finish, before she chased me out, telling me how bad I was. Even discussing our travel plans with Chris didn't get me hard that afternoon. My mind was still replaying my lunch meeting. Why didn't I do that more often? Once the day-care was up and running, would I even be able to? While Beth and I had our fun that evening, Debbie watched us, a little enigmatic smile appearing on her face every so often. I would have bet money she, too, was remembering our lunch date. Beth was as fun and energetic as ever, teasing me about Friday and bringing Amie into our bed. "Saturday Ame's got a date with Eric, so maybe we can let Robin play a bit." "Don't worry about her too much," I reminded her. "She already told me she's going to be over at Jim's tomorrow and Friday, so I don't think she's missing out too much. And don't forget, I leave Sunday." Of course she was leaving Ron out of the equation, and I imagined he'd be popping up before too long. --- Wednesday was moving day. I got home late, finishing a practice training session. There was a truck out front, and Ron was there directing traffic. It didn't take long at all for Amie to get settled in, and for Ron to finagle a dinner invite. We found out that Robin had secured a job. A pretty good one. She had the right connections. "I get to inventory his warehouse, and see if I can get most of it emptied by the end of the summer," she explained. "Ron's going to let me keep 20% of the proceeds!" "That's great!" I was happy for her. It was a great deal. "It just sits there, getting more and more out of hand, and I end up paying taxes on it every friggin' year. It'll be nice to get that out of my hair." Ron said, seeming a bit embarrassed by the way things had worked out. He quickly changed the subject. "Tell me, pretty lady, how the hell you can make something as simple as spaghetti and meatsauce taste so damn good. Your culinary talents are wasted here." Debbie thanked him. "Serving dinner in my home could never be a waste of talent. There's nobody I'd rather have enjoying my food than the ones I love." "Ain't that the truth. You all are damned lucky." I laughed. "Don't you think I know? I used to eat out three times a day. Now I never want to eat out. Except maybe to give her a break." "That's sweet," Debbie told me, collecting up some of the plates and bestowing a kiss on my cheek. "Lightning strike me if it ain't the truth," I vowed. Beth came up behind me and gave me a hug. "I think we're going to have to get you back on an exercise program soon, if you don't learn to say no to seconds and thirds. All the bedroom workout in the world can't compete with Deb's cooking." CvsN 22: A New Housemate I was embarrassed to admit it was true. I'd probably put on 10 pounds in the last few months, and my pants were getting tight. Debbie chuckled. "I like a solid man. Skinny boys don't do it for me." "I think Beth's right," I admitted. "Maybe I'll start skipping lunch and see if I can't fit a workout in, instead." Debbie blushed and left it alone. Beth wouldn't. "If you'd roll out of bed, sleepyhead, you could always join me for a little swim." I laughed out loud at that one. "I don't think your two hour workouts would qualify as a little swim." "You wouldn't have to stay the whole time. You could even join me for just the end. We could play a game. Catch me and you can have me." She was certainly in a teasing mood. "Like I could catch you in the water." "I can pretty much guarantee you could. Even dog-paddling." "I don't think the other swimmers would appreciate our antics," I reminded her. "The showers have curtains," she said grinning evilly. "You are so bad," I told her. "No, I think you're right. I should start running again. That's a little more up my alley." "Spoilsport." Amie cut in. "I run. We could play your game." I almost spit out my drink, "God, you two are so bad!" "I'll be up tomorrow, running around 6:00, if you feel up to it," she told me. "I'll think about it," I told her. Six AM? That was awfully early. She must have been reading my mind. "Of course, once we open here and I don't have to go to the other place, I can run a little later. Maybe sevenish. We'll see how it goes." "I might just take you up on that," I told her. "Think you can catch me?" she teased. "If so, we might have to start a little earlier." The big grin plastered across her face had me going. I couldn't believe she was saying that, with her father sitting at the table with us. "Just the run, wild thing." "That's Ok too." --- After dinner we relaxed a bit, hanging out and talking about a lot of nothing. It was nice. There wasn't as much sexual tension as I thought there might have been, and even though Robin was sticking close to Ron, she wasn't climbing in his lap. Amie excused herself early, it was barely 9 pm. "I want to put away a few things, and get settled in," she explained, giving Ron and me kisses. She stopped in front of Debbie, and gave her a kiss as well. "Thanks for letting me in your home, Debbie. I know it's not the ideal situation but I can't tell you how much I appreciate it." Another soft kiss and a hug for my love, and she jogged up the stairs. So much energy. We hung out for a while longer, finishing the last of the wine and enjoying each other's company. At last the conversation died down and Robin stood, taking Ron by the hand. "Can you stay long?" she asked, guiding him to the stairs. "As long as you want," he told her, his voice cracking with desire. She giggled. "Debbie, I think we'll have one more for breakfast. I hope you don't mind." Debbie nodded. "Never a problem. Have fun you guys." And that left the three of us. We locked up and retreated to the bedroom, where Debbie took her evening bath, and Beth spent a few minutes rearranging some of her things that had migrated downstairs. "I had almost forgotten how much stuff I still had up there," she confessed. Our new platform bed had more than one surprise to it. The side facing the bathroom had two sets of stacked drawers, the equivalent of a whole new chest, and Beth had laid claim to three of them, storing her belongings from upstairs there. Our closet was large, but it was already full from the three of us. We had a tall chest of drawers, and a longer, lower one with a large mirror above it. Even with all that storage, it was tight. The room was large, but we wanted to keep the space open on the far side for the slide out bed to come out, and for the chairs under the bay window. I was looking around trying to figure out how we could fit some more storage in. I must have had Beth worried. "It's not a problem. Really. I just need to get rid of some of this old stuff. We have plenty of room." She was cramming some sweaters into the back of one of the bed drawers, stuffing it full. "Of course it's not a problem. I was just thinking that I bet the space under the bay window could fit a built in, with cushions on top and storage for our sheets underneath. It would open up a shelf." "But where would the chairs go?" she asked. "I don't think we need them," I told her. She ran over to the heavy duty wicker chair which had played a role in much of our play of late. "You love this chair. I love this chair," she said, sitting back in it, and raising her knees, exposing her little pink panties. I did love that chair. "Ok, we keep that one, leave it in the corner and get rid of the other one. It's seen better days anyway." The mismatched chairs were a bit of an eyesore. Debbie spoke up from the bathroom door. "I can re-stain the fun chair and recover the cushions. It'll look nice." Beth still looked distraught. "I know I have too much stuff. I'll go through it this weekend." I went to my worried little girl and took her in my arms. "It's not a problem. Trust me." She hugged me tight, then pulled away. "Who wants a water?" We all enjoyed having a bottle of water by the bed. Frugal Debbie would reuse a bottle several times before discarding it, insisting that the filtered tap water was just as good as the bottled. At under $4.00 a case, it didn't seem worth the bother, but we did go through a lot of water in that house. Beth returned with more than just water. "Look who I found wandering around." Amie was with her, dressed in a delightful little teddy. "I didn't want to bother anyone. I was just checking to see if anybody was still up. From the noise upstairs I guess Dad didn't go straight home." Beth laughed. "Nope. Robin's entertaining him for the evening. I think he's in for the night." Amie was still hesitating at our doorway. "Well, I'll just say goodnight then." Beth was tugging at her arm. "Come visit for a bit. Tell us how your date went." Amie resisted, still watching for Debbie's approval. Debbie patted the bed at her side, "It's early, c'mon." I guess that's what she needed. Like I had any say in the matter. Amie climbed onto the bed, parking herself next to Debbie. She crossed her legs, leaned back and started in. The story wasn't long in the telling. Another dinner out, then they went back to his place for a while. It was the second time she'd been there. He lived with one of his brothers, and they stuck to the living room. They made out for a while, and he did manage to get her shirt off, but they never made it as far as his bedroom. "I wonder if there's some deep dark secret he's hiding. I gave him enough hints, but he still seemed reluctant to take me back there. Maybe he has a girl chained to his radiator, or walls covered with porn he doesn't want me to see. I don't know." "I think he's just moving along slowly," I reassured her. "I guess that's nice," she admitted, "but I wouldn't mind him taking the lead for once." "So that was it?" Beth asked, cuddled up against me. "Almost. I did give him a hand job while he took me home. I think that surprised him. I was going to give him more, but he shot his wad a block from my place. Messy. I think he'd been without a while," she giggled. Debbie was relaxing, laying back on the bed, a couple of pillows under her head, raising her up. Amie had settled in next to her, and her hand was casually sliding across Debbie's skin. Deb was the only one of us naked. Amie turned a little more toward Debbie, and her hand ran across my girl's stomach. "God, you're beautiful Debbie," she said softly. Debbie smiled. "I'm not the only beautiful girl in this bed." Amie shook her head. "No. It's not the same. You are TV beautiful. Magazine cover beautiful. Fantasy beautiful." She leaned down and kissed Debbie's shoulder. "I mean Beth is gorgeous, and I'm Ok, I guess, but you... you take my breath away." Her hand was running over Debbie's body, exploring, gently touching. I could see that Debbie's nipples were responding, hardening nicely. It was nice to see that Debbie had the same power over women she had over men. Amie screwed her courage up. She sat up a bit, straightening her glasses. "I don't want to interfere with what you guys were doing. Really I don't." She hesitated, then asked. "But could I watch? Could I watch him make love to you?" Debbie reached out and ran her hand down Amie's arm. "That would be nice, I'd like that. But I'm pretty sure he has plans for Beth too." "That's Ok, I can stay out of the way." Debbie looked over at me and opened her arms. I settled between her legs, kissing her there and opening her up a bit. She didn't need much, she was already moist and ready. She smelled of roses, from her bath. I didn't need any help either. The whole situation had me aching for her. We started her favorite way, but after only a couple of minutes she was on her knees, sweet ass raised up for me, her head and shoulders resting on the pillow. I entered her again, using her well. Beth had moved to Debbie's side and was caressing her, playing with her breasts, reaching back and touching her between her legs. "See? I'm not the only one that likes watching you. It's amazing," Beth told her softly. Amie was keeping her distance. She had unbuttoned her crotch and had her fingers buried inside herself while she gazed on. I found the right motion for her, and settled into a rock solid pace that slowly got her off. When she stopped trembling I pulled out and encouraged her to ride me. Damn, she looked good on top of me. She made it her mission to get me off, and started talking to me. "Am I pretty, Jack? Do you think I'm pretty? Do you like my tits, bouncing for you, my nipples hard for you, begging to be touched. Do you like the feel of my pussy, taking all of you, desperate to be fill by you, begging for you to come deep inside of me. Look at me Jack. Look at me. It's all for you. Nobody but you. I never want anyone in me but you. Just you." She could feel the change in me, my eagerness to thrust back against her. "I can feel it Jack. Feel you hardening and swelling in me, almost to the point where I can't stand it. So big, so deep, filling me so completely. I need it Jack. I need it so bad. Come for me. Come inside me. Deep inside me, so I can feel you all night long. Come for me, please. I'm so close right now, I just need your come. I need you." I reached down and grabbed her hips, thrusting deep inside of her and exploding. She sat up, grabbing her own fabulous tits and moaning. She leaned her head back, her eyes rolling back and groaned deeply. Then she was relaxing, laying down on me. "God, that was good," she sighed spreading her legs wide. I held her ass cheeks in my hands and continued to work in and out of her, staying hard enough to move inside of her. After a couple of minutes of enjoying her like that, she sat up and rolled off of me. "Thank you lover, that was wonderful." She leaned back, breathing deeply. "Now I think you owe our bedmate a little loving." Beth was in an odd mood. She liked to ride me more than anything else, but this time she rolled onto her back. "Love me like you loved her," she said softly, opening her arms to me. I entered her from on top, and laid above her, my weight on my elbows. She was so small, she almost disappeared under my body, but I stroked her easily, making love to her, talking to my sweet little bedmate. "God, I love being inside you Beth. I love holding you and having you, and knowing I was your first. Knowing you gave me everything, your mouth, your virginity, even your sweet little ass. You are so pretty, so sexy, so sweet, so loving. Can you feel what you do to me?" She had her legs wrapped around me, tugging me into her. Even like this, she had to stay active. "Love me Jack, love me." "Silly girl. From the first time I was with you, I loved you. Of course I love you. I'll always love you." I told her. She was pulling me down, pulling my weight onto her, wrapping her arms around me. She grabbed my shoulders and I grunted from the pain when she clasped my bite wound. I was looking down at her face, and her eyes opened wide, her hands quickly moving away. "Oh! I'm sorry Jack, I forgot." I laughed, "It's Ok, love. You can't hurt my body." I screwed her quietly for a bit. "You know how I like to make love to you best?" "On my knees?" "No," I told her softly. "Do you want to do my butt?" she asked. "You can." "That's not what I want now," I told her. "Whatever you want, Jack. Anything." I eased out of her and moved to the end of the bed sitting on the corner. "Come here," I told her. She settled down on my cock, sitting on my lap, facing me. "Just like this, hardly even moving, just filling you, looking at you, being able to touch you. I love this." She had her strong legs wrapped around my hips, and her arms around my neck, careful this time to avoid the angry red wound that Amie had left me with a few days earlier. "Kiss me, beautiful." She pressed her lips against mine, and we stayed united at mouth and below. I held her firm full ass in my hands and lifted her up and down on my cock, luxuriating in the feel. It was as close as I could get to her. She surprised me by suddenly coming, moaning for me, her young pussy clutching at my cock. Her mouth went slack and I ran my tongue along her teeth, her cheeks, filling her at both ends. She shuddered, coming again for me, gasping. She finally pulled back just a bit, staring at me, her eyes moist. "Jack," she sighed, then wrapped her arms around my chest and hugged me tight. She was breathing heavily, slowly recovering, while I held her still, pulsing my cock within her, running my hands across her strong back. She slowly released me. "I don't understand," she said softly. "Understand?" "How can you make love to me like that. After how you were with Debbie?" "What's not to understand? I love you." She was quiet for a second. Then she pulled my face down and kissed me. "God, I love you so much," she said. "I'm glad," I told her, putting my hands to good use, lifting her up and down my cock again. "Fuck me now, Jack. Fuck me hard. Fuck me like you can't get enough of me." She held my face in her hands, and her words stabbed at me. She climbed off of me and got on her hands and knees. "How do you want me, Jack? Like this? Or do you want to fuck my mouth? Or my ass? Do you want to screw my tight little butt?" I climbed behind her and entered her with one hard stroke. "Just like this, sweetness. This is perfect." I gave her what she needed. I hammered her, pounding her hard, shoving her body up the bed and finally forcing her down until she was lying flat below me. I held her by the hips and fucked her. Fucked her like there was no tomorrow. Looking over I saw Debbie watching us, with Amie settled in between her legs. I wondered how long our new housemate had been there. I could see that she was taking it easy, just kissing and licking the wondrous Debbie, loving her. Beth was moaning continuously, being used hard. I was gripping her ass obscenely hard, thrusting into her fast and deep, determined to finish in that position. When I wrenched one more hard orgasm out of her tiny body, I came for her, filling her, laying on top of her gasping. "Fuck," she gasped. "You could kill a girl like that, Jack. I thought I was going to die there a couple of times." I kissed her cheek, slowly rolling off of her. "Sorry baby, but it's what you do to me. You are so fucking perfect." I watched Amie slide over between Beth's legs, open her up, and do down on her. It was beautiful. Beth just sighed, reaching down and running her fingers through Amie's auburn hair. I got up and went to Debbie, who slid easily into my arms. "That was nice." "Amie?" I asked. She giggled. "That too. I was talking about you making love to her. It was beautiful. Up until you went crazy on her. That was just plain hot." I was running my hands possessively over her body. "It was nice." I admitted. She reached between my legs, stroking me softly. "He done for the night?" "As long as you're here? I doubt it." She slid down my body, taking me into her mouth and within a few minutes proved me right. I was tired, but not quite ready to call it a night. I started to push her back so I could mount her again. "Why don't you welcome our housemate? I think she's earned it." "I'd rather..." I started. "I know. Do this for me?" She asked, pulling me close and kissing me. It seemed an odd request, but I couldn't turn her down. I got up and went to Amie. She was lying between Beth's legs, her own long limbs hanging off the bed. I stood between them, gently spreading her open. She was soaking wet and it was easy for me to enter her gently, pushing up into her. She moaned and Beth raised up on her elbows, looking down at me. "I knew you couldn't resist her," Beth said with a grin. She moved away from Amie, who remained where she was, her hips poised right at the end of the bed. I was able to fuck her nicely from that position, although the height was a little low, making me bend my legs and tiring me out. When I'd had enough of that position, I climbed on the bed and encouraged her to climb on top, where she fucked me deliciously, with complete abandon. As much as she seemed to enjoy the girls, it was clear she still preferred a thick cock inside of her. It was a sexy view, with her still wearing her lacy teddy, the bottom open and the material flapping as she rode me hard. Once I was rested, I put her on her back and opened her legs wide, loving the feeling of her long, slim legs against my body, the view of them spread obscenely wide in a huge 'V' while I rode her. She was still crazy tight around my cock, and when I pulled her legs together, crossing her ankles and putting them over my shoulder, she was even tighter. Tight enough to have me wanting to finish inside of her much faster than I would have thought possible. I love the feeling of making a girl come for me, and I wanted that now, but knew that this time it was unlikely to happen. I had only been inside of her for a few minutes, but it was too much. "I'm going to come for you Amie," I told her. "You are so good, so good," I groaned. I pushed her legs back, tilting her hips up and slammed into her as hard as I could pounding her into the bed. It was only a few dozen strokes more before it hit me. "FUCK!" I groaned, thrusting into her as deep as I could, bottoming out inside of her. I came hard, shooting over and over again, and when I was finally done, I released her legs, opened them up and leaned over her. "God, Amie, that was incredible." I kissed her, then hugged her tight. She pushed my head to one side, and she was kissing me on my shoulder, her lips caressing the redness where she'd bitten me. "Thank you, Jack, that was wonderful." She finally struggled out from under me, and climbed off the bed. "Geez, Jack. It's after 11:00." She leaned over and kissed Beth, then crawled over and did the same for Debbie. "Do you poor girls get any sleep at all?" Debbie hugged her. "It's not always like this. We just wanted to welcome our new housemate." Amie stood and stretched, then fumbled for her glasses on the bedstand. "It was a helluva welcome. Thanks." Then she disappeared out the door, closing it softly behind her. Debbie sidled up next to me, her leg over mine. "Thanks Jack, that was sweet." Beth got up to use the bathroom and came back to our bed, cuddling up as close as Debbie. A king size bed, and we weren't even using half of it. CvsN 22: A New Housemate Beth's knee was brushing against Debbie's and she reached across my body, stroking Deb's shoulder then clasping her hand. "I love you Debbie," she said softly. "Mmm. Me too," she said sleepily. I kissed the top of both of their heads. "You girls are going to kill me yet," I sighed. Beth giggled. "What a way to go, huh?" ===== Things are coming together again, but there's travel in Jack's near future. Stay tuned. And Vote.