0 comments/ 5540 views/ 1 favorites Realms of Eden: Home Fires B2A1-12 By: sddconst Chapter 9 -- Playing Games Kelsey awoke as she had gone to sleep. Surrounded by three beautiful girls holding onto their stuffed toys as they had snuggled down beside her as she read them a story from a book of fairy tales. The man, Daddy, had cuddled into his oldest daughter stroking her dark hair as the brown eyes closed finally into sleep. Kelsey had wept as she lay there under his soft gaze, his hands had touched her temples gently and she had fallen asleep almost immediately. Her dreams were filled with running laughing children, playing under a bright clear sky in a field of green grass and barking dogs that playfully chased the children and balls thrown by the adults. The man beside her was dark haired, no grey touched his long locks but his dark-blue eyes sparkled as he watched young boys and girls running up to him to show him their latest bump or cut that he softly kissed and rubbed telling them that they would be fine. She had looked down at her own body soft with pregnancy again. The bump under her red dress clearly visible as she ran her hands down the material. He held her hands as they rested over her belly and laughed as she smiled at him. She looked over to the space where he should have been and was a little confused as first she didn't see him and then because there was no bump in her belly. Giggling she realised that he had made her dream so real that she was having a little difficulty coming back to the present. Bright sunshine flooded the room and she realised that he would be off to the cricket match, or at least preparing for it. A glance at the clock showed that he would probably be still in the shower and she gently extracted herself from the pile of limbs on the bed. "You bugger," she said to him as she wrapped her arms around him as he stood under the shower. "I woke up expecting to see a lump in the bed from my pregnant belly!" He chuckled and turned in her arms. "Not yet love, we have a lot to do before I will be secure in bringing the sperm in my body to meet your eggs." He looked up as Jo stood at the bathroom door smiling wickedly. "That means all of you," he added. "Syddy," Jo's voice was soft, very girlish, "why did I wake up cuddling a teddy bear?" She peeled of her nightie. "And why are my tits tanned like I have been running bare breasted in the sun all day?" Kelsey giggled as the woman hopped into the shower with them and allowed Sydney to kiss her proffered breasts. "That's because my little one," he answered softly as he kissed her nipples, "you did run around all day on the beach with no top on." "Oh," the nurse smiled, "I thought I dreamt I was 11 again playing on the beach with my Daddy." Sighing softly she let the water soak her hair and moaned as Sydney softly massage the shampoo into her scalp. Kelsey shuddered as he carried out the same action with her shortly afterwards, sighing as Jo's fingers joined his. "I think I will get my hair coloured tomorrow," she sighed, "in some colour you don't like." "Why's that?" asked Sydney confused as he rinsed her hair gently under the warm water. "So you will wash it out for her Daddy," said Jo. "Mummy loves you washing her hair!" Sydney looked sharply at Kelsey then at Jo, the big breasted nurse did not notice either of the looks as she soaped her breasts and stomach with the big washer that Sydney had in his shower. Kelsey shook her head and touched her temple. Sydney scanned her. "I will keep an eye on her today love, you go and play cricket," he read from her thoughts. He nodded thoughtfully and left the shower leaving the two women softly talking. Ian Creighton was delighted when he saw the nondescript white wagon of Sydney's land in the parking area behind the small grandstand at the school. He had carefully arranged this match through some contacts of his in the cricketing community and he was a little concerned that he had not heard from Kelsey yesterday to confirm the boy was coming. Now he was there, dressed in his whites and lugging his bag of equipment over to the front of the grandstands where the other players were waiting. "Hello my boy!" he called out cheerfully as he took one end of the big bag of equipment. "Ready for a little bit of fun?" "Yes Sir," Sydney said. "I just hope I don't make an idiot of myself here. It feels like ten years since I have played, not just over twelve months." "You'll be fine, Syd, just relax and play your normal game. You are not captain today, you are just to concentrate on batting and fielding," the man said as he introduced Sydney to the rest of the players. Most of them Sydney knew from school and club matches that he had played over the past few years and he shyly acknowledged a few of the older players whom he had never had much chance to talk to before. The opposition team seemed familiar in some respects but he found he didn't know any of the names that Ian Creighton gave him. He found he was a little nervous as he surveyed the small ground with its white picket fence surrounds. There appeared to be a good number of spectators in the grandstand for a practice match as well. However, his nerves left him shortly as they went through some warm ups together and Sydney found himself at first slip when his captain won the toss and decided to field. In thirty over cricket the main bowlers could only bowl six overs each and the fielding side had to keep everyone except four players inside the marked 30 metre circle at all times. It was a fast and furious game, one Sydney enjoyed as it was more a case of having some fun rather than serious competition. He took a catch at first slip quite easily and when he found himself standing at covers inside the 30 metre circle surprised himself in being able to field quite well and even managed to effect a run-out in the final overs of the first innings. Confidently he strode out to open the batting for his side and his array of shots impressed his partners at the other end of the wicket, despite the fact that he seemed to have a different one every time he turned around. Finishing the game with a strongly pulled six over the mid-wicket boundary he was surprised when someone told him that they had passed the opposition score after 18 overs. "Did I miss that much of the game?" he asked Ian Creighton as they sat having a few beers in the shade of some gum trees after the game as a bar-b-q sizzled a few metres away. "No Sydney you concentrated on what I told you to do, field and bat. It wasn't about winning or losing it was just about having a warm up," his coach told him. "Next fortnight you will have to be more switched on, you are captain and it is a two day game starting at 9:00 am on Saturday week." "No worries coach," he told the man. Sydney refused another beer instead producing a couple of bottles of his wine cooler from the esky he had retrieved from his hover after he packed away his gear. Ian accepted the unexpectedly offered drink and looked questioningly at his young charge. "I get drunk on beer," the young man told him with a smile. After a few burgers Ian gave Sydney a few more details of the next match telling him that he would see him early on the Saturday to go over tactics. Sydney gave him a thumb's up and thanking the other players for the game he waved as he headed over to his hover and left for home. "He had no idea!" exclaimed Ted Russell as he watched the man leave the grounds with another wave. "No Ted, that is why the next game will be more important than today. He will be switched on as captain but I still don't think he will have any idea of who he will be playing with or against. The poor man never had much chance to watch you guys play, only listening on his little radio," the grey haired coach turned to the disbelieving faces around him of the current Australian one day side and their chief selector Ted Russell. Kelsey Gilroy was delighted when Ian Creighton rang her shortly after Sydney had left. "He didn't know any of them?" she asked, her voice a happy squeal as Ian grinned at her from the other end of the line. "Didn't have a clue and belted the whole lot of the fastest attack we've got all over the place. I don't think he even realised he had scored a century, there were no scoreboards here," the excited coach told her. "Ok then I will keep him fit and ready for week after next! Oh Ian I hope he performs well again when he is a bit more aware," she told him softly. It had been Kelsey's fondest wish to get her boy noticed by the Australian selectors. He should have been in the team a year ago except for his parents not letting him go to a crucial tournament in New South Wales. She shrugged, the lovely man who had been with him since his early days was on the verge of making both of their dreams and Sydney's come true. "He will be fine Kelsey, just don't let him dwell on it. As far as he is concerned it is just another game to play," the man finished then blew the woman a kiss as he hung up. When Sydney arrived home his house was empty and he sighed. Another day to sit around doing nothing, he thought to himself then walked into the kitchen to put on the kettle. He hunted around the pantry for something to make for his dinner and as he dawdled over his selection he sang softly to himself. It was an old ballad that he had learnt many years ago about life in the country. It was a song about love and cattle and he grinned as the words came back to him as he sang. Eventually he remembered all the words and sang at the top of his voice as he went through the recipe finder next to his oven for something to make for dinner. Another song struck him as he scanned the list of recipes Kelsey and Ronnie had placed on his menu. He practised the new song until he was sure of the words and belted it out as he bounced from the recipe's ingredient list to his retrieval menu on the pantry. The song finished as he retrieved the last of the ingredients and began chopping vegetables for the curry he decided was about his level of expertise. "Sydney," a soft female voice startled him as he selected the microwave setting to thaw the slow cook cut of beef he had taken from his well stocked freezer. "Do you know I could hear your voice all the way up from the duck pond as I walked up here." "That bad, huh," he smiled as Marlena Kasprowisc stood at his back door with Bonnie. Both women smiled back. "Actually no, Sydney!" the art teacher exclaimed. "It is very good, better even than Kevin Bailey's and he has a superb voice!" She walked into the house with Bonnie. Sydney had the feeling that the woman was not here just to finish her painting as the black haired woman with her began to giggle as her brown eyes widened at his current lack of dress in the kitchen. "Bugger I've done it again!" he cried as he realised that he was naked in front of the two grinning women and moved towards the bedroom to find some clothing. "Don't bother young man!" said Marlena sharply. "You will only need to take them off again for me to finish this." She held up the covered canvas that she had placed against the table as she had watched the man preparing dinner. "Ok but give me a few minutes to make sure I have this right," he indicated the dish spinning in the microwave and the larger dish already filled with vegetables and stock. "I will do that Sydney, you have them the wrong way around anyway," said Bonnie as she moved behind the island bench where Sydney was preparing his meal and promptly upended the contents of his oven dish into another pot. He wanted to watch Bonnie rescue his meal but the art teacher beckoned for him to take up the pose she had started her painting with across the large mat depicting the gum tree and animals across his floor. Sydney heard the sizzle of meat cooking and attempted to look over towards Bonnie. "No Sydney stay still! Bonnie tell him what you are doing. No better still sing to him what you are doing! Sydney if you want to ask her a question or tell her anything back I want you to sing it to her as well!" "I am browning the meat, with a little bit of salt," came Bonnie's soft lilt as she obeyed the artist's instructions. A little self-consciously Sydney sang back. "Why do you do that? What did I do wrong?" The tune was an old school song that he could easily remember singing when he was in junior school. "If you put the meat, into the pot raw, it will come out as tough as nails," Bonnie sang back using a different song. Sydney thought that he recognised it from the singing Bonnie did around the house as she practised for the play. There was a male part, he was sure he had heard Kelsey try to sing the parts as Bonnie asked her to practice with her. He sang back the part as a query as to why she tipped out the vegetables and what should he have done first. The conversation became a friendly game and he sang wholeheartedly back and forth with Bonnie who in the end told him that she had put the meal in the oven. As the last soft lines of the song came to him he crooned the request to tell him how long until it was ready to eat. "About two hours, maybe a little more," sang a new voice from the doorway. Sydney almost died of fright as Kevin Bailey stood at the doorway with Kelsey and Pauline Kendrick. Bonnie pointed to the monitor on the wall showing the smiling faces of the three newcomers as she repeated the final refrain. "I let them listen, though you did not know, I think that Sydney, you will be part of the show." Sydney collapsed with laughter at the wickedly grinning people who moved into the dining room proper. "So much for my worry about pants," he chortled as he rolled onto his back then hurriedly turned back to the art teacher. "It's ok Sydney, I finished half an hour ago," she smiled as the other teachers, Kelsey and Bonnie crowded around the teacher's work. "My, my, my," breathed Pauline Kendrick. "Marlena I will give you a thousand dollars for it right now!" "What!" the teacher squealed in delight. "It will hold pride of place on the wall opposite my desk at home. It will be something that I will treasure for the rest of my life," the woman breathed as she flipped open her work pad to access her bank account to transfer the money. "No, Pauline," said Sydney from the floor watching his old principal. "You can have it for free, as a gift from me to you for everything you have taught me at your school. You had faith in me from the start and even though you did not know how to help me when I was trapped in this house before, you gave me every chance to prove to you that I was not a coward or a shirker. I see the love you have for Bonnie, for all of the pupils in your care, this is one small thing I can give back to you for that and more." "Well said young man," said Kevin Bailey and he held out his hand to help Sydney up then hurriedly changed hands as he realised the his broken arm would not be much use. Sydney gripped the hand gently as he flicked himself up to his feet. "I don't know what to say Sydney," gasped Pauline. "It is an honour to teach and care for the kids. I sometimes think that I would do it for free if I didn't have bills to pay. But this gift is too much I have to give Marlena something for it." "I have already been well paid for my efforts," the art teacher smiled at the older woman. "Though Sydney I did have another reason to come and see you today. Would you like to pose for the girls in my class? Someone seems to think that a male body would be much nicer to draw than a vase of roses," the last she said as Sydney grinned at the blushing Bonnie. "I would be delighted Ms Kasprowisc, though perhaps in a brief costume rather than au natural," he added as he pointed down to his naked body. "For the juniors perhaps," the woman replied mischievously, "but as far as I know all of the senior girls are all Angels." Bonnie nodded vigorously in the background and Sydney turned to her in surprise. "All of them!" he exclaimed. Kelsey snorted. "You went from not going to be with any of Paul's harem to bedding the whole lot of them, the teachers and a few outside that. On top of that you have managed to make two Daddy's girls extremely happy, one very happy Mummy and I think there are a few more that you have kept close to your chest. "And he keeps telling us he is bored, Pauline!" Kevin Bailey began to chuckle, his laughter broke out shortly afterwards as the young man in front of him began to change colours and expressions as the women around him talked about his conquests and his achievements as if it were something quite extraordinary. The man himself thought nothing of his exploits, he played, he nurtured and took nothing for himself from any of them except a satisfaction that the people he interacted with were all happy. "Sydney, rehearsals tomorrow at midday in the auditorium. Pauline do you want a lift home or are you going to go with Marlena?" he asked as he walked towards the back door. "I think I will go with Marlena if you are going to be OK Kevin," she replied. "I will be fine, see you tomorrow," he waved as he left still chuckling. "Sydney, do you know why Kevin was laughing? Was he laughing at us or you?" Pauline asked with a little concerned voice. "He was laughing because he believes Sydney is such a big sook," said Bonnie. "He thinks that Sydney should be more boastful about what he has done and can't understand that he doesn't. The only reason he knows about you and him," she pointed to her principal and Sydney, "was because he heard you in the admin building the first time. Since then he has watched you all glow when he mentions Sydney's name. "Don't get me wrong, Kevin is a nice man. He just thinks it's funny that Sydney is the secret bit on the side for the whole school!" "Do you think that he is jealous or likely to blab to everyone about him?" asked Kelsey concerned about her niece's revelation. "Kevin wouldn't breathe a word!" said Pauline Kendrick vehemently. "Sydney is not the only one on staff that has shared my bed!" Marlena Kasprowisc giggled. A sound so incongruous that it startled everyone, they looked at her happy face and realised that they were being concerned about nothing. Even Kevin Bailey was laughing as he left. If he wanted to be nasty nothing would have stopped him from voicing his opinion while the man of the moment stood naked in his living room. Sydney chuckled as he finally stepped over to see the work the talented teacher had completed. He did a double take on the work. It was a portrait, his face only, the dark-blue eyes hauntingly looking back at him from the canvas shook him as he saw his whole life in their honest gaze. "Is that how you see me?" he asked softly as the woman leant against him. Kelsey and Bonnie touched his shoulders. "That is how we see you too," whispered Kelsey her eyes staring directly into the painted eyes in the picture. "I can see my whole life in your eyes Sydney," murmured Pauline as she sighed when his lips brushed her forehead. Marlena told them that Pauline would not be able to take the painting for a few hours until it dried properly and the principal nodded before brightly suggesting that she would not keep it at home. In fact she had decided that she was going to put it in the entrance to the administration building. "Everyone who comes in will see it and I will be able to point to it and say, 'That is the man that changed the world!'" Sydney chuckled at her words and he was surprised by her next statement. "Sydney Douglas you have already changed the worlds of 600 students, over 50 staff and thousands of others with your machines. I do not think that it will stop there, so please do not think that I am making an idle boast when I tell you that I will do this!" "Thank you for your faith in me, Mrs K," he told her humbly. Realms of Eden: Home Fires B2A1-12 Bonnie hugged her friend and head mistress, then turned to the art teacher. "Ms Kasprowisc why did you make Sydney pose naked if you were only going to paint his face?" "Because this noisy fuck!" she patted Pauline on the bottom sharply. "Kept whispering in my ear that he had the most magnificent cock she had ever had seen, held, sucked or felt inside her tight wet twat and arse. So I got a little jealous," she paused as Pauline gripped her hand tightly against her bottom. "I wanted some too," she finished in almost a little girl voice. Kelsey gave the art teacher a soft look. "I don't suppose you have the sunrise that you painted with it?" she asked hopefully. Marlena giggled and bent to her artist's satchel and extracted two more works on boards that had not yet been mounted on frames. Hiding them with her small body she placed them facing the back of the chairs on the lounge without the others seeing what they were. Sydney grinned as he watched the other three women crane their necks to catch a glimpse. "I like this one as well but I don't know that I can actually present them as examples to the class. What do you think ladies?" She turned one of the boards around to show the picture. The painting Sydney had seen. Well at least he had seen it in its raw form as the naked art teacher had smeared paint on his cock and balls and used them as a paintbrush dabbing the painted tip over the board and having him squat over it carefully as she smeared the scenery with his dangling testicles. He chuckled as Bonnie commented that it certainly had been a better effort than her own attempt at a sunrise. The soft glowing colours of the picture made the almost child-like simplicity of the scene a beautiful rendition. Sydney smiled as Pauline exclaimed, "You painted that with his cock and balls?" "Yes, oh and my nipples as well." She pointed out some trees in silhouette as the glowing yellow ball of the sun rose over a calm blue ocean. "I know you have talented tits!" giggled Pauline as playfully she grabbed the woman's breasts from behind as she looked at the picture. "Bit hard to show a class this drawing and say this was painted with a man's cock," laughed Kelsey as she observed Sydney fidgeting a little uncomfortably as Pauline's gaze fixed firmly on the artist's brush. Marlena turned the next painting around. "This one is definitely not for sale. It will remain in my own collection forever!" she said firmly, as she moved herself away from the painting to allow the rest of them to see. It was a truly spectacular painting of Sydney's rampant cock. Firm, swollen, the tip beginning to seep pre-cum, the woman had captured the bubble of fluid just as it began to exit from his urethra to follow the fluids that already dripped down his cock. The large heavy balls looked as if the viewer could reach her hand towards them and feel their weight. Kelsey's heart thumped. The rendition was so fine in depicting the veins and skin of his shaft that she could even see the raised scar just below the head of the penis where a belt buckle had left its mark. It was a part of Sydney's anatomy that gave her cause for tears and a little bit of wicked joy. Tears because it reminded her of the torture he underwent, joy because of the way it rubbed her clit as he slowly fucked her from behind. She turned to the man and reached for him gently. She turned his still flaccid penis over in her hand then swiftly bent and kissed the mark. "How fucking long did you spend playing with his cock!" exploded Bonnie. "I have been playing with him for months and I instantly recognise who that belongs to! But you were only with him for one night!" She was jealous of the ability of her art teacher to recall such detail and her amused tone caused everyone to smile. "I didn't sleep for the two nights I was here, darling," Marlena said softly. "Two nights where Sydney must have thought that I was just crazy about his cock." "You certainly spent a lot of time just looking at me," Sydney said softly, his eyes glowed at the memory. "Then again Marlena you are very much a woman who made me feel like I was worth looking at," he added as his cock grew in Kelsey's soft hands as she continued to hold him. "She certainly is that," breathed Pauline. "I felt like I was royalty under her gaze!" She turned and poked the man in the chest. "Both of you are the same, nothing else exists except for the person you are playing with. What is it with dark-blue eyed people that can hold you in like that?" Marlena faced Sydney and over the top of the two women who had suddenly become more interested in feeling the real cock that was being held by both of them, their gazes locked. The burn that began in Marlena's core radiated to her nipples and she felt the blood surge into the flesh between her legs. "Thank you," she mouthed to him, her lips puckered to a kiss and she raised her fingers to her lips and playfully blew it to him. Bonnie watched the man she loved turn a little red as he turned his head to playfully capture the kiss on the side of his cheek. Grinning delightedly she shyly approached her art teacher. "Ms K can you paint me?" Sydney's head nodded vigorously then his eyes glazed and a small moan escaped his lips. Bonnie and Marlena turned their attention quickly to him then sighed in exasperation as they observed the two older women on their knees in front of Sydney softly kissing as their mouths met over the man's almost fully erect cock. "I think we might have to discuss that project in a more quiet environment," she giggled as Sydney's big hands twined in the locks of the brown haired women now more actively sucking on him. Bonnie grabbed her hand and took her to the back door of the house and down to her house just as Pauline groaned loudly. "Goodness Kelsey you have magic fingers!" Jenny was delighted with the art teacher's appearance as she was quite skilfully beginning to fill in the scene from her memory of their day at the beach on the board mounted on her easel. Marlena stopped in her tracks behind the little red curly haired girl and thoroughly entranced watched the little girl mix colours and blend in the white and gold sand. "Those colours are wonderful little girl. What is your name and who taught you to paint like that?" she asked softly as she squatted down to the girl's level. "My name is Jenny," Jenny said turning to the dark-blue eyes that grabbed her gaze as soon as she saw her face. "My goodness you have such beautiful eyes, just like Syddy!" burst from her before she thought. Her hands gently clasped the smiling woman's face and peered intently into them. The slightly started teacher did not pull back at the warm kiss the little girl gave her on her lips. Nor did she flinch when the little one softly spoke into her face. Words that only she heard. "So you have come back too Mistress?" "Mollenny?" the woman asked in the same low whisper. A small nod of the head and the ancient brown eyes sent her to her knees as she wrapped her arms around the the little girl and held her gently. I was not certain, but he is such a powerful magnet and I was sure that it was him. He has not said anything to me, just loved me as he always does. Taking my heart and soul and protecting them like his own again. Why do I do this to myself? the teacher sent to the woman she knew as Mollenny. It is the way of sisters and brothers since time immemorial. You and he cannot ever stop loving each other, the same as you will always keep the secret of your family to yourselves. This time Marlena is different, he is going to win this time and your love will be shared by all of his wives not just me! Do not run, please, Marlena, don't leave him lost again. Jenny's mental message was a strong plea to the woman who held her so nicely, but she knew that it would be the last time for many years before the woman held her again. I am sorry Mollenny you know that I cannot, he scares me, I scare me. Remember the past, times when we lay entwined for days, giving up the real world to play. Even this time we turned one night into two, if I stay he will not grow. I already feel the boredom in him, he does not need me to use as an excuse again! "I want a promise from you Marlena," Jenny spoke loud enough for Bonnie who had watched the two females hold each other for such a long time that she knew something else had happened but was not sure what. "What would that be," she paused looking into the eyes of the little girl, "Jenny?" She sounded the name softly as if it was a name she used to help a friend hiding their true identity. "You have the opportunity to paint Bonnadrice as a virgin. I would like you to complete that task!" Jenny said, almost commanded, the woman kneeling in front of her. "You are still a virgin!" exclaimed Marlena as she turned her head to Bonnie who was giggling beside them. She was used to being referred to as Bonnadrice by the ancient souls around her, though she had no memories of her being that person. The black haired girl smiled proudly. "Syddy will be my first, everywhere. So far I have only tasted his cock, but a few more months I will be 21 then nothing will stop me!" Marlena hurriedly stood and clasped the girl to her breast. "Bonnie I promise," she turned to Jenny, "Yes you too! I promise that I will paint the most magnificent portraits of you. I will render the most lifelike image of your virginity that you will be able to reflect on in yours and Sydney's old age and it will bring back the joy of your losing it!" She hurried Bonnie into the house and stripping the girl in her bedroom had Bonnie pose for her in several different positions taking holo images with her recorder. The posing took several hours during which time Bonnie found herself wet, excited and extremely conscious of her body under the artist's soft gaze. When she was softly cajoled into bringing herself to orgasm in front of Marlena's camera she no longer noticed the equipment in the teacher's hands. Her eyes gazed lovingly into the dark-blue eyes that warmed her to her soul. So much like Sydney's she thought as her body reacted to her thoughts and the words of the woman watching her. Marlena and Pauline, the woman's body a trembling and sexily softer one than when she had arrived to appraise the singing talents of the man whom she loved so much, left shortly after the photo session. Kelsey giggled at the look on her niece's face as they waved the pair off in Marlena's hover. "You look like you spent as much time with your body on heat as I did!" she joshed her niece. "I did," the woman answered softly, "and she hardly touched me! I haven't cum so hard with anyone else except Syddy." "She is quite a remarkable lady!" agreed Kelsey as she placed an arm around her niece and walked with her back to the house where Jenny proudly showed them her painting. "Bloody hell, Jo!" screeched Kelsey as she began to run back towards Sydney's house. Bonnie and Jenny giggled as the woman quickly slowed to a walk as her trembling legs threatened to give out on her before she got to the little bridge over the pond. Chapter 10 -- Nurturing Females Jo Jepson stood hands on hips in the dining room of Sydney's house. For the past two hours her ears had been assailed by the screams and roars of her best friend and the principal of Sydney's old school as the three of them rutted like wild animals. She had peeked once out of the door of the guest room and watched the amazing acrobatics of the women. They had squirmed under Sydney's rapid fire alternate ramming of his enormous cock into their willing arses as they positioned themselves above one another. Kelsey's long legs giving her the upper position over the shorter but beautiful arse of the teacher. Reaching down to rapidly finger her wet pussy Jo had almost been tempted to join them but the deafening shrieks from the females as they demanded more, harder, deeper sent her back behind the closed door and to the bed to wrap her head up in the pillow. Now they had gone and the man himself lay naked and asleep on the large mat on the floor. His cock soft and spent against his thigh. Looking down upon his sleeping form she suddenly had a vision of him with grey tinges in his shorter hair, a muscular slightly older body. She heard the sound of footsteps at the doorway behind her. She turned to see a beautiful woman in red and orange standing there looking at her with an almost apologetic smile on her face. "Mummy I think Daddy is going to sleep for a bit longer, we won't wake him up just yet," Jo said and walked over to the woman and wrapped her arms around her giving her mother a soft hug. Kelsey held the woman to her breasts and she whispered into the brown hair. "When Daddy wakes up honey we will talk to him then." The girl in her arms nodded then sighed resting her head against her mother's firm warm breasts. Guiding the woman to Sydney's room she asked her if she would like to sleep in Mummy and Daddy's bed until then. The girl giggled as she stripped off her clothes and allowed her Mummy to cover her with the sheets and light blanket. "Daddy can find me here," she laughed girlishly, "I can't go anywhere with no clothes on!" "No baby, Daddy will find you here waiting for him, would you like that?" Kelsey softly stroked Jo's hair as the face softened then her eyes opened briefly as her hand stretched for the stuffed bear that sat on the pillow beside her. Kelsey smiled as the woman snuggled the bear down into her chest just under her chin. Moments later Jo Jepson was asleep and Kelsey left the room extremely worried about her best friend. Something was burning and she almost shrieked as she raced over to the kitchen and pulled the oven door open. Sydney's dinner was a charred, blackened mess. The sensitive oven had tried its best, but the meal couldn't be saved. Kelsey smiled as she recalled the singing conversation between her niece and the man asleep on the floor and with a little hum she began preparing a replacement meal. She was still humming thirty minutes later when she placed the new meal into the oven and checked the time. The man on the floor hadn't moved, nor had the woman lying snuggled to her bear in his bed. She sighed and rang Bonnie on the direct connection between the two homes. Giving her niece instructions for Jenny and her own dinner she told them she would be down soon. She lay down beside the man on the floor and kissed him softly, "Daddy?" she whispered. "Yes Mummy," he answered with a small smile as he looked into Kelsey's beautiful eyes. Eyes he noted that seemed to be a little sad, worried about something. "What's wrong Kelsey?" he said sitting up. "Your daughter is waiting in our bed for her Daddy to come and find her. "Sydney I think Jo is still trapped in what happened yesterday. She seemed fine this morning apart from the hair washing thing, but she said she was tired so she has been in the guest room nearly all afternoon. I am not sure how much she saw or heard this afternoon but when I remembered her I raced over her to find her looking down at you. Then she told me that Daddy needed to sleep a bit more. I tucked her up in your bed. "Sydney she is sleeping naked with one of Jenny's bears and," she stifled a little snicker, "she said that you would find her there because she couldn't go anywhere with no clothes on." "Kelsey do you know if Jo ever slept with Dale?" he asked her gently. "I think she may have. I know her father loved her madly. I don't think it is too long between times before they get together. Though not as much recently because he is running a lot of Daddy's business as well now," she replied. Her mind was a confused jumble. Her own feelings for her father had led her to his bed but his body had been unable to supply her with the physical love she had wanted. She had been contented with lying, naked, in his bed as he held her gently. Her mother had stroked her hair as she had softly wept in her arms against her breasts. "It's alright Margaret," she had assured the young woman, "he will get better soon and you can make a joyful noise with both of us." Sadly it had never happened as her father's health deteriorated rapidly and his death had sent her mother into a spiralling depression and dementia. She had lost them both when her father had died. Sydney touched her face softly bringing her back to the present. "I am sorry Kelsey," he said quietly. "Daddy was a wonderful man Syddy, but I miss my mother just as much. She might as well have climbed into the coffin with him," she sighed. Sydney read the unspoken thought of her own desire to lay down in the silk lined casket and he wrapped her tightly into his arms as her tears flowed against his naked chest. "We all miss people when they leave us Kelsey," he said to her hair, "but I will take you to the realms of the dead one day and you will see that it is only us who are left behind that grieve. The fates do not allow the departed to lose perspective. There is always somewhere else to go, someone else to be. Some of us remember who we were, others don't, but that doesn't matter. It is important that we remember them for the little time they were with us and hope that we will meet them again." "How many have you grieved for Enyalius?" Kelsey asked shyly as she sat back to regard him. The name was familiar to her tongue and a sudden vision of her having asked the question of him before as they knelt beside the grave of her father in a rustic graveyard millennia before came to her. "The same as I told you before maiden," he answered. "It is not an answer warrior," she smiled. "Too many and none. It didn't make sense then and it still doesn't now." She sighed. "But it will have to do. Our concern now is more for the living." Her head nodded to the wall that hid the entrance to his bedroom. "Perhaps Dale should come to her," he suggested. "No. I think Jo sees you as someone else, the father you were yesterday. She still sees me as Mummy and I look nothing like Hilda," she contradicted his idea quickly. "Daddy I think you are going to have to take your daughter's virginity." "With Mummy's help and blessing," he smiled as he noted Kelsey's nipples become erect in her soft dress and the smell of her arousal grew stronger in his nostrils. "Definitely!" Jo Jepson dreamed. She was running along the beach, her Mummy and Daddy held her hands as they laughed and ran with her. No longer was she the flat chested 11 year old that played in the sun with her sisters and parents on the same beach. Now she was a woman, a woman that had tasted the sweet kisses of a boy but craved the feel of her Daddy's lips. Oh she knew she teased him with her skimpy clothing and certainly the very tiny bikini she wore today she knew had attracted his interest. Giggling with her mother, dressed in one just as tiny as her own, they had seen Daddy's groin bulge as they stood there facing him. Her pussy was wet against the flimsy material and she had shyly asked him to rub lotion on her body before they went out in the sun. His hands felt warm against her skin. Her own body temperature was high. It felt as if she would burn his fingertips that she held to place gently against the visible areolae of her full breasts. "Need some there too Daddy," she whispered. She shivered as he complied and felt herself flush hotly as her mother's fingers held the cup of her bikini top outwards and told her husband to make sure he covered all of his darling's special places. His fingers gently smothered her nipples with the cream and Jo suddenly had visions of his cock spurting against them as she had seen him do with Mummy as she spied on them. She barely had to guide his fingers to her soft labia as his hot fingers caressed and covered her smoothly hairless sex. Her mother had shown her how to remove the hair with her gentle creams months ago and she enjoyed the feeling of the air blowing across her sensitive flesh as she roamed around her workplace and particularly at home where she could wear much shorter skirts than she could at work. Panties were not something that took up much space in her bedroom drawers. Realms of Eden: Home Fires B2A1-12 She giggled as Daddy touched her very sensitive spot and knew that her fluids would make his fingers even more slippery than the sunscreen. Looking down at him with an innocent expression she thanked him for making her feel safe from the sun. His eyes blazed back into hers as did her Mummy's as she watched him over his shoulder. Jo awoke and those same eyes blazed back at her from between her spread legs as Mummy and Daddy made her special place feel even more special with their hot tongues lapping at her wet sex. "Oh Daddy," she moaned as she felt his tongue probe into her opening. Kelsey moved upwards to capture Jo's lips, her hands trailing over the full breasts with feather touches causing the woman to sigh. Nipples hardened to firm nubs as her Mummy's fingernails fluttered across them. "Is Daddy supposed to make me cum?" she asked the woman in a little girl voice. The voice was husky, excited, panting as her hips moved against the face of the man between her legs. "Cause I am gunna anyway!" she exploded her long legs trapping her father's head between them as she squealed in delight. "Daddy is going to make you feel so nice," Kelsey told her softly as she moved further up on the pillows and pulled Jo over onto her body so that her head leant against her own heaving breasts. Sydney aligned Jo's body between Kelsey's widespread thighs and returned his mouth to the bald wetness as the girl giggled then groaned again as his tongue flicked her clit. "Can my bear watch too?" the girl asked as she held the little toy by her hips as her mother's fingers softly cupped and fondled her breasts. "You can share your love with him when Daddy is not able to come to your bed," Kelsey murmured into her ears as she felt the woman tremble as a series of smaller orgasms rushed through her body. Sydney lifted her legs slightly and Jo gasped at the erection she saw appear between her legs, resting hotly on the top of her wet slit. She reached her fingers down towards it and her Daddy laughed kindly as he moved upwards a little more so she could easily reach it. Her eyes widened as her little hand could barely fit around it totally, she wasn't frightened of it. Turning to her Mummy she wickedly said, "I know it doesn't hurt Mummy, I see Daddy ram this into your wet pussy and bum and you call out in joy. Just like you and the headmistress did this afternoon when I watched." Her hands stroked her father and she snickered as her mother kissed her ears telling her she would have been welcome to come and play too if she wanted. Jo pressed her ear against her mother and lifted her hand to the other saying. "Too noisy, Mummy, do you think I will be as loud as you when Daddy loves me?" Kelsey was almost helplessly lost in laughter at the words and antics of the woman in her arms. Sydney was struggling not to burst into laughter himself but they wanted to play out this scene for the lovely woman between them and so Kelsey softly answered, "Shall we see darling, are you ready for Daddy's cock?" "Oh yes Mummy!" the woman exclaimed and lifted her legs high and spread herself wider. "Will you watch with me Mummy?" Sydney eased his cock from his daughter's hand and slid it downwards to Jo's extremely wet entrance. He was ready to plunge into the eager woman when Kelsey stopped him. "Be gentle Daddy, make our sweet girl love your cock all the way in." Jo's eyes blazed as he gently penetrated her. He was confused when his cock met resistance when he was only several centimetres inside her hot confines. Reversing his direction slightly he moved forward again. He pushed a little harder and the woman beneath him bucked slightly and he stopped when he saw the little wince on her face. "S'Ok Daddy," she smiled though her eyes filled a little with tears, "I knew when you took my hymen that there would be a little pain." Kelsey gasped as she felt the little tremor through Jo's body and saw the small tears. Sydney leant forward and kissed the woman wetly as he slid the rest of the way into her very tight channel. Holding himself still, deep inside her he felt her pussy muscles grip and relax against his flesh. "Feels very nice, Daddy," the woman said into his mouth, "no pain now!" Slowly Sydney withdrew and the three pairs of eyes watching his penis move from the clasping wet flesh widened as the tell tale droplets of blood on his shaft signalled the loss of the virginity of the woman beneath him. "I wish I had a camera," sighed Jo softly. "I would treasure the sight of my Daddy's cock covered in my virgin blood for the rest of my life." "Don't worry darling, Daddy already set up the vid recorder for your special night with us," said Kelsey. Jo was not the only one that wanted to see. How did this sexual vamp trembling across her breasts as her Daddy began to slowly fuck her, no not fuck her thought Kelsey, make love to her, get a new hymen to grow in her body? The man and woman coupling began to become more vociferous in their talk to each other and his daughter's demands to do her deeply were almost a pleading scream. Kelsey came as Jo thrashed under her Daddy, finally demanding his cum fill her cunt, "Your cunt, Daddy!" she screamed, "always yours!" Sydney roared as he obeyed her request and the three people clasped each other tightly as Sydney sobbed into Jo's breasts as he filled her with the biggest load of cum he had produced in days. The sheet below Jo was soaked in juices, both male and female and the light pink of blood. Beneath Kelsey the bed was also wet and Jo giggled as she told the woman holding her that she had felt her female spurts of hot liquid low on her back as she came with Sydney. "That has got to have been the most wonderful experience of my life," the woman told them as they lay either side of her. "How do you feel sweetie," asked Sydney, his concern for the nurse was evident in his voice and eyes. "Like my Daddy just gave me the most wonderful birthday present ever," said Jo sweetly, her lips found his and kissed away his concerns. "When is your birthday, Jo?" asked Kelsey puzzled. "Today," she said shyly, "it was why I came over yesterday. I wanted to see if you wanted to come out to dinner with me. But this is a far better present than I could ever have imagined. I don't know what you did to me Sydney, but I have never felt so carefree, loved and wanted in all my life. Even my real Daddy would be struggling to match what you two have given me." "Can you explain this?" Sydney asked as he flicked some controls on his bed head and the screen dropped from the canopy above. The large screen showed Sydney's cock withdrawing from Jo's pussy and the light red drops of blood mingled in the fluids visible on his thick shaft. Jo giggled, "I think my sex shop owner is going to be very pleased with her 'Virgin Again' product!" She jumped from the bed and picked up her carry all bag that was lying against the wall of the room and produced a small box. Inside were several flat rings covered with a fibrous mat. Holding one in her hand in the circle she made between her thumb and forefinger she poked another finger through the mat and red dye oozed from the ring as the material stretched then broke. "It was something she got made for a couple that wanted to pretend to be virgins on their wedding night," she smiled. "I put it in when I got up this afternoon hoping that someone was going to be around to help me break my 40 year old box in!" Her laughter at Sydney's face set Kelsey off into giggles as well. "Bloody women!" he chuckled. An alarm sounded on Sydney's bed head and Kelsey also heard it go off in the kitchen. "Fucking hell!" she cursed, "Not again!" She bounded from the bed and out through the doors. The alarms stopped as further curses were heard by the pair remaining on the bed wondering what was going on. Kelsey appeared in the doorway again. "Well it looks like take-away for dinner, that's the second curry we have managed to ruin today!" "And someone told me I had done it wrong," Sydney remarked smugly. Then he announced that he would take them to dinner if Kelsey could get Jenny and Bonnie organised. He beckoned to the shower and Jo jumped up to join him. Kelsey went out to the kitchen to ring her daughter and niece before she joined the two. "Seems familiar doesn't it," she said as Sydney rinsed her hair with water to remove the sweat from her locks after he had done the same to Jo. "Soft of," mused Jo, "I remember something about you saying you were going to dye your hair cause you wanted Daddy," she giggled as she said the word, "to wash your hair to get rid of it." "What else Jo?" asked Sydney as he rubbed his fingers through the dampness of Jo's hair again. "A lovely dream of running on the beach with you two then being in your bed. Oh," she stopped as she recalled more of her dream. "I am such a naughty girl, I made my Daddy cover my nipples and pussy with suntan lotion in front of my sexy Mummy!" Her soft tinkling laughter caused her breasts to jiggle, her laughter turned to moans as the two fastened their mouths to her erect nipples. "We will never get to dinner if you two don't stop that," sighed Jo as her knees began to tremble from the digits of the man and woman pressing deep inside her sex as they held her between them under the shower. "Need to make sure there is none of your 'hymen' still stuck in here," murmured Sydney as he sucked Jo's nipple softly. "Totally degradable, is made of rice," she gasped as her pussy clamped on their fingers hard. "Ok then," said Sydney as he straightened up letting Jo almost collapse as he let her go. Jo felt herself pressed a little further down by Kelsey's hands and knelt with giggle as she eyed the woman above her. "Mummy's pussy needs some attention baby," she crooned and sighed as Jo's willing tongue and mouth slurped her protruding clit. "No baby. Daddy's cock already got enough attention from his darling's sweet virgin pussy," Sydney said as Jo's hand reached for him. He hurriedly stepped out of the shower as Jo seemed to ignore his words. The towel he dried himself with had barely gotten halfway through its job before Kelsey's high pitched, "Fuck me Jo you are a fucking wonderful pussy licker!" echoed through the chrome and tiled bathroom. Dressed, he waited with Bonnie and Jenny for the birthday girl and Kelsey to reappear. Bonnie had brought over some clothing for Kelsey and Sydney discussed with the two females sitting at the table with him about setting up some space in his closets for more of their clothes. Jenny nodded enthusiastically saying, "Will stop me seeing these women running around naked and making me jealous." Sydney kissed the little girl on the lips in apology. Dinner was a rowdy affair at a local pub. Sydney noted that it was the same one that he had farewelled David at. Kelsey also acknowledged it and cheekily suggested to him that it was probably appropriate to end the saga of Bonnie's nightmares in the place. Sydney laughed at the symmetry and was happy to be with the women he loved most. Sadly they drank a toast to the absent Thelma but assured one another that the blonde would be with them soon enough. Jo spent the night with Sydney and Bonnie. The three slept peacefully and Bonnie hugged her friend in the morning kissing her lips before squealing. "No nightmare, Jo, no nightmare!" Sydney smiled at the girl's words as he sipped his tea in the morning sun in the chair he sat in outside the back door as he watched the sun warm the world around him with the first real hint of summer. Chapter 11 -- Beginnings Sydney cursed Bonnie's big mouth for the fourth or fifth time since he had arrived at the school auditorium around half an hour before. The bloody place was packed! Just about every student in the place, most of the teachers and dozens of parents filled the room to see Sydney Douglas rehearse for the lead in the upcoming play. He had spent the morning with Bonnie and Kevin going through voice drills and Kevin had praised him on his tones and range. "Sydney, why did we never know you could sing before?" he asked then quickly waved away the answer with, "Sorry mate." Grinning Sydney had told him that about the only people who had heard him sing were the ducks at the pond. "Mostly they were sad songs, Sir," he finished telling the man. "Well there are a few sad ones here too," the man told him in a strangely choked voice. "But also plenty of happy ones. Oh and you get to kiss a few of the maidens as well," he finished a little more cheerfully as he saw Sydney's smile grow. They had gone over the words together. Bonnie singing the female lead as Kevin also doubled up in the chorus lines. After several hours Sydney was ready to meet the rest of the cast and rehearse. He had been astounded as people began to file into the room bringing their sandwiches and drinks in as they decided to have lunch while watching him perform. "Relax, Sydney!" Kevin had told him as he massaged the boy's shoulders. "Remember they are your friends, they are not going to boo you off the stage if you forget the words. That will happen when the paying customers are present!" He had cheekily smacked Sydney on the bottom as he said the last and Sydney had almost collapsed in laughter as he saw a different side of his usually fairly serious science teacher. Kevin Bailey had laughed as well and informed the rest of the cast of their new leading man. Several of the girls had grinned broadly at the news and the teacher decided that there was going to be a few improved performances among the students. He still wasn't sure how Sydney did it but already he noted the attentiveness of the faces as they listened to the director of the play, a feisty woman from the local theatre company, who had threatened to quit a week ago if they didn't improve. Strangely she was a lot less demanding of Sydney in his first few days as the man tried to concentrate on singing his lines before he could move around the stage at the same time. By the end of the first week Kevin Bailey was beside himself with joy and furious at the big dark haired man as well. The joy came from the almost professional standard that the other members of the cast now exhibited. They were on time, respectful, attentive and they sang like angels. Furious because it was fucking obvious that the director of the play was screwing herself senseless with her leading man. "Sydney, how the hell did you get into the pants of that demanding bitch out there!" he had almost yelled at the boy after another successful rehearsal. The session saw Sydney only miss two placements on the stage. Kevin only knew because he had been practising the unusual dance movements across the stage when he had fallen off and broken his arm. "I am not sure she was wearing any," the man answered him quite seriously as he finished drying his hair after his shower. Kevin Bailey had pissed himself laughing then watched as curiously Sydney only wrapped a dark long robe around his naked body before heading off to the arts block twenty or thirty metres from the exit of the building. He followed him then remembered the nude modelling that Ms Kasprowisc was allowing for the senior art class had retreated back to the staff room to prepare for his next lectures. The art class was a great deal of fun for Sydney, Ms K and the girls, Bonnie among them. Sydney stood on the little stage. They had got the carpentry class to make it for them. Posing as a warrior with his shield and sword. Sydney had assumed his warrior pose, shield on his left arm, sword held threateningly in his right but the girls had complained immediately and Marlena had asked if he would allow the girls to pose him they way they wanted. He had agreed with some trepidation. It had proven to be well founded, but as the girls found every excuse to touch, fondle and stroke him he had let them have their way as none of them objected to the appearance of his erection as he smelt their wet arousals around him. His body had been position with his right side towards the class, as was his face. His sword rested with its point on the ground in his right hand, while his shield, in his left hand rested easily against his slightly flexed left knee. His erection stood jutting outwards from his groin, in profile to the class, his heavy ball sack lifted away from his body. They had called it 'Warrior's Reward' theorising that it showed the warrior as they believed he would be as he returned to his harem after the battle. Sydney chuckled at their romantic notions but allowed them their fun. After all he hoped that none of the women present would ever be involved in a true battle. The last thing he had ever needed was to have someone wanting to use his body for pleasure after he had spent hours hacking through his enemies in order to survive. A drink and a bath were his first concerns. He found that many a hand gently touched him throughout the one hour session as they softly complained that his erection had relaxed more than they had wanted. He grinned as he sat with Marlena after the classes were finished and she giggled about the girls' works. "Don't worry Sydney," she said kissing him, "some of them have started some extremely good work!" The junior high girls were different. It was, for many of them, the first time that they had been up close and personal with an almost naked male. Some of them had sisters in the senior class and knew that their older relatives had seen Sydney totally naked and shyly they asked him to move or bend while their eyes looked everywhere but at his crotch. Marlena finally had enough about halfway through the first lesson. "People!" she called loudly and all the faces swung to her at the front of the class. "Put down your pencils and brushes and come and sit up here on the floor in front of Sydney," she instructed. Sydney had relaxed from the quite cramping pose they had put him in. Or at least it was the pose he thought they meant as many seemed to argue about whether they wanted to see his pelvic region of not. His uncharitable thought about dogs fucking cricket balls was easily read by Marlena as she watched the man try to be adaptable to their wants. "This," she whipped away the flimsy cloth that had been strategically positioned over Sydney's genitals secured by a small ribbon, "is a penis and those big things hanging beneath that are his testicles. I am sure that you have also seen the vids and drawings in your sex-education classes. The only difference here is that they actually belong to the nice man who is standing here, in his own time, for you to understand the human body! "I want all of your paintings to show Sydney's penis and testicles. So from now on you will not all carry on like little girls. You are growing into young women, most of you will be legally able to play with one of these next year or the year after. You might as well get used to seeing one in my class!" She glared at all of them and told several girls to lift their heads. Soon the whole class of girls and two young men had their eyes fixed firmly on Sydney's groin as she explained his anatomy. It was easier then, though the need for an erection was absent from their demands, the class took their teacher's instructions seriously as Sydney found himself draped like an erotic cover over a high backed stool. His penis and testicles clearly on display as he leaned back over the chair. Giving Marlena a little bit of good natured ribbing over her strategically placed lighting that definitely highlighted the area met with a grin and more kisses. Between rehearsals, posing and some tutoring work that Mrs Kendrick allowed him to do in the library, Sydney found his days extremely busy. Jo, Kelsey and Mrs Kelleher breathed a sigh of relief.