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Blind Leading Blind

By: sagacious21



When I first met Diane I was 22 and I had just returned from 4 years in the Army. I was renting a small house and working in a warehouse driving a fork lift. It was a nothing job going nowhere. 

Most of my friends from high school had either, gone to college and moved away, or they were married and absorbed with their families. This made for very little social life and I was pretty lonely. My closest friend was starting his own business and didn't have much free time. As much as I liked him, we didn't have much in common anymore and would only visit occasionally. In the Army I had worked in a supply room counting sheets and David had been an MP. He really took the career to heart and with the help of his folks had started a private security company. He already had several big clients and looked to do quite well at it. 

I didn't feel comfortable in bars or clubs, and as much as I would like to date, I didn't know how to go about meeting a girl. I was about as plain as the day is long and while I had dated some in school, I never had a steady girlfriend. My first sex happened with a hooker in Germany. Later on I was able to bed the wife of the warehouse manager where I worked. She was a nympho and had practically raped me after work one night. Her husband found out about her screwing around and divorced her, but luckily he didn't know that I was one of the men she had been with.

My major hobby was bowling. I wasn't looking to go professional, I just liked to bowl. I was considering joining a league in the fall as a way to meet people with whom I would have something in common. 

One Saturday morning I was at the lanes throwing a few when I noticed the group next to me. It was a father, mother and daughter who were having problems. I recognized them as living a couple of doors down from me. 

The mother came over to me and asked if I could help them. She said that their daughter had learned to bowl at school and wanted to keep in practice, but the parents didn't know anything about the game. I had been interested before, because it was obvious that the girl was blind. She was doing a pretty good job in spite of this, but she was getting a little testy with her folks. 

I said that I would help where I could, and that is how I met Diane Ward and her folks. 

Diane was 24, and the kindest way to say it would be that she was not pretty. At first glance you would try to look away from her, but your eyes would be drawn back with morbid fascination. Her dark hair was cut short and her face had a sunken look around the eyes and a uni-brow. Her complexion was kind of sallow, as if she didn't get enough sun. She was also rail thin with barely discernable bulges on her chest. You could see the shape of the bones in her arms through the dark hair curling around them. Not exactly my cup of tea, but I felt sorry for her folks. 

I joined them, and after watching her throw a couple of balls I determined that what she needed most was better information. She had learned to bowl at the blind school and had been taught to set herself by stepping a specified distance from the ball return. The problem was that each bowling alley had a slightly different size and shape ball return. Diane was stepping the same distance as she had been before, but was ending up at a different place. Every part of Diane's game came from her starting position; being blind she was not able to adjust to suit a new bowling alley. In order for her to bowl properly she had to start from the same point each time. Once placed at that point she would be able to approach and throw very consistently. I adjusted her placement until I found where she should be. I then showed Missus Ward the proper way to get Diane going. She was going to have to be placed at the line the first time on every new lane. 

Once she was set her score went up dramatically. Diane had a nice easy style of bowling and I was amazed at how she did it. When she had her ball and was in position facing the pins she would smoothly approach the line and throw. A lot of sighted bowlers could take a lesson from her. The biggest problem most bowlers have is consistency, they vary their approach and throw without realizing it and so their score goes up and down. Diane's only problem was that when she threw the ball, she tried to put too much strength into the throw, instead of letting gravity do the hard work. I pointed this out to her and explained what she could differently. Diane was a quick study and picked up on it quickly. Soon she started doing better and the last game we did she broke her personal best of 140. She was thrilled. 

After the games we went our separate ways and I didn't think much about it till I saw them again next Saturday and they again asked me to join them.

Saturday morning bowling with the Wards became a regular thing, and we would go out for lunch afterwards. Each week I would give Diane a few new tips to help her game and I would then observe her to make sure that she was doing it right. The second week we worked on her follow-thru. A good follow-thru is critical to a consistent throw. The arc your arm follows needs to be the same for each throw. You need to continue the arc up past your shoulder to keep the point of release consistent. Many bowlers ignore this part of the game and their erratic scores show it. 

This went on for a couple of months until one Friday evening when I got a call from Mr. Ward. 

He asked if I could do them a favor. He and his wife had to go out of town for the weekend to see her sister. He wanted to know if I would take Diane bowling tomorrow. 

I agreed and the next morning I picked Diane up at their house. We had a good time bowling and we went on to lunch the same as we usually did. The difference was that this was the first time that I had actually talked to Diane about something other than bowling. When her parents were with us she was very shy and quiet. Today I found that she has a very quick mind and a sharp sense of humor that a bit too often was directed at herself. 

At the diner we kept the conversation pretty general, weather and politics and such, but during the drive home it got personal.

"Mom says that you don't have a girlfriend, Aaron. Why not?" 

"Girls just never notice me, Diane. I'm kind of boring and plain so I don't date much. Add to that the fact that I don't really have a way to meet anyone to date."

"Your appearance is superficial, Aaron. You are a very nice guy, probably one of the nicest I have ever met, and I'm sure that there is someone around who would be able to discover that. You just have to get out with people so you can meet her." 

"I'm glad you think so, Diane. Why don't you have a boyfriend?" 

"It's a lot harder for me, Aaron. I know just how ugly I am. Girls like me either find someone at the blind school or die an old maid. Pretty blind girls get a sighted husband, but sometimes they also get raped or abused. There is a down side to everything. The rest of us compete for the blind guys at school. If we don't connect with one of them, there are few chances of finding a man later."

This was getting pretty awkward, so I was glad when we got to her house. I helped her in and said goodbye. 

A little later I was watching football on TV when I got a call from Diane. She said that she had forgotten to go to the library yesterday and she had a couple of books that were due and wanted to get some more. She asked if I would take her, and I said okay. 

I hoped that our earlier conversation would stay dead, but no such luck. 

"You know what would be great, Aaron?" When I professed ignorance, she said "If I could have a baby while mom and dad are still young enough to help me raise it."

I got a little flustered at that, "Do you have a father in mind?"

She turned that ravaged face to me and it was if she could read my mind. "The only guy I know probably won't want to do it, Aaron."

We got to the library then, and after I helped her in, I looked around while she took care of what she needed. 

I loved to read but hadn't been to this library for some time. I mostly shopped at used bookstores and the mall. 

When Diane was ready to leave I saw that the books she had gotten on tape were the same ones I read. This gave me a new avenue of conversation to get away from the stickiness of earlier. 

I thought that I had avoided a bad situation until we got to her house. Diane turned to me as I stopped and said "Aaron, would you please fuck me and get me pregnant?"

To say that I was stunned would be understating by a few values. The last thing I wanted right now was the complications of this. I liked Diane, but the thought of holding and kissing her did not excite me at all, in fact my cock was trying to retreat back into my abdomen. 

The silence was starting to get solid when she continued, "Look, you don't have to stay around or anything, just get me pregnant and mom and dad will do the rest."

I had to ask, "...do they know about this?"

"Sure, I would never do anything like this without talking to them first. They want a grandchild and they agree that you would be a great father for it. If I'm going to do this mom says that a least the guy should be someone I like."

She was talking so fast that she was having trouble breathing, "I know that I'm not pretty but I don't want to die alone and a virgin. The only thing I'll ever be is a pity fuck, so please pity me enough to take my maidenhead."

I couldn't see a way out of this, if I said no it would destroy her and she might never have the courage to ask anyone again; but if I said yes I wasn't even sure I could do it. 

At this time in my life my only sexual release was at the coin-op porno booths at the local sex store, and rented videos. The booths gave me the creeps because of the faggots who would stand around waiting to give or get a blowjob, and there were only so many videos available. The upshot is that I was usually horny, but that would only take a guy so far. She was asking for way beyond that. 

I tried to stall, "I don't pity you Diane, I do like you, but more like a sister than a date. I don't want to hurt you and let you think I wanted to be your boyfriend."

"Oh come on, try a little incest then. Be my big brother, take my cherry, and plant a bastard in me as if you want to. If you say no I will probably have to pay a bum to do the job. I promise I'll leave you alone after I'm pregnant and you'll never have to see me again."

I really didn't have much choice, "when?"

"This is as good a time as any, I should be ovulating now and you can get the job done quickly."

"Damn it Diane, don't talk like that. This is not an unpleasant task to be gotten through. (That is what was in my mind, but I could never be so cruel as to say that to her. The more I thought about it the more I realized that the one-eyed snake was as blind as she was and maybe this wouldn't be too bad.)

"Oh I don't expect it to be unpleasant at all, in fact I expect you to make me feel better than I ever have before."

"Diane, I haven't got much experience at this so don't get your hopes up higher than I can reach. I will do my best for you, but I'm not making any promises."

"Would you like to go to my place or stay here Diane?" 

"I think your place would be better." 

When we got to my house, I took her hand and led her into my bedroom. I could feel her pulse and it felt like her heart was going to jump out of her chest. I needed some way to calm her down. 

"I'm sorry Diane, but I didn't get a shower this morning, and I am starting to get a little rank. Would you mind if I got one now?"

"Can I join you?"

Oh well, in for a dime, in for a dollar. "Sure you can, that would be fun. I'll go ahead in and get undressed, you can do it here."

"Don't be silly Aaron, I can't see you and you are going to see me soon anyway, just go ahead and take your clothes off and so will I."

It felt weird undressing in front of her, and it just kept getting weirder. She took her blouse off and she wasn't wearing a bra, she didn't need to. Her boobs were two nipples lying on flat eggs hanging against her ribs. When she took her slacks down and kicked her shoes off my partially growing erection vanished. Her feet were long and narrow and her legs were very thin and slightly bowed out. The worst thing though was the hair. It was everywhere. I had spent time in Germany so I was used to women who didn't shave their legs, but this was ridiculous. I have never seen that much hair. It started around her navel, and continued down her legs to her feet. Most of it was thin enough to see the skin beneath, but the bundles of wiry curls sticking out of the top and legs of her panties were obscene. Diane took a deep breath and pulled her panties down, and I couldn't see anything but hair. 

I didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and I couldn't do either without hurting her feelings.

"This isn't fair Aaron, you can see me but I can't see you."

"What do you mean?"

Then I remembered when we first met and she had "seen" my face with her hands. She had run her fingers lightly over my features and gotten a mental picture of my face. 

"Please Aaron, let me see you."

She was slowly walking toward me as she said this. I didn't have any way out, so I took her hand and pulled her to me where I sat on the bed. 

Luckily she didn't go directly for my dick, which was about as soft as it could get. Then I got a surprise. She started with her hands at my face and slowly moved them around and down and the feeling was incredible, her hands were just barely touching my skin as they moved and the feeling was almost an electric tickle. By time she got to my nipples I was starting to get aroused again and when she got to my hips, Herman was at attention. 

I reached down and started to rub her shoulders and neck, but then she went on down to my feet and started up again. She left my dick for last and then just took her time and felt every bit from the balls to the tip. 

"If you keep that up I may have an accident Diane."

"Oh we wouldn't want that," she stood up "which way to the shower?"

I took hold of her upper arm and steered her to my bathroom. While I got the water to the right temperature she continued to move her hands over and around my body. The sensations were getting pretty extreme and I was becoming glad that I taken her up on her offer. 

When the water was right I helped her step into the shower and handed her a washrag and a bar of soap. 

"Will you do my hair for me Aaron?"

I wanted to ask which part, but didn't. While she soaped up the rag I squeezed some shampoo onto her head and mine. I proceeded to work the shampoo in and get a good lather, and then did my own. Diane wasn't idle either; she was running the washrag over my chest and down to my crotch. Up and down about four times, then she stepped in to me and moved the rag around to my butt. She wiped it all around and into my crack and made sure I was clean. 

Then she handed me the rag and said that it was my turn. 

I got the rag soapy and started at her neck and shoulders. Her little nips were rock hard when I got to them and I made sure to lift the pouches of her tits and clean under them. 

Moving down into the jungle I marveled at how soft the hair was. Most dark hair is springy and feels like a Brillo pad, but hers was silky smooth like the finest mink. I made sure to clean between her legs and then took the showerhead off and sprayed to rinse the soap off. My bare hand moved down and slowly parted her nether lips and I found the most amazing thing. 

She had a very large, and very distended, clitoris. I lightly touched it and she jumped straight up and yelped. 

As we were drying each other off I decided that this could be fun. 

Taking her hand I led her into the bedroom again. I sat on the bed and pulled her down into my lap. Her bony ass wasn't really comfortable on me, but I kept on. I was running my hands up and down her body and snuggling my face into her neck. I massaged her little tits and pinched the nips. Diane was moaning now and squirming in my lap. I leaned back and pulled her over onto the bed with me.

She came to life then and started to run her hands all over me. Her fingers went to my cock and just began to stroke and squeeze. 

By this time I had one finger in her vagina and was moving it up and down the slit, stopping to rub her clit every time at the top.

She was getting very wet by now so I decided that it was time to move to the next step. 

I started to move down on the bed and she asked if I was going to fuck her now. 

"No dear, you are not ready for that yet, I am going to prepare you."

"What do you mean Aaron? I'm as ready as I can get."

I didn't answer, just moved down between her legs and blew on the silky hair till I saw the object of my intentions. 

She inhaled deeply as I placed my mouth on her lower lips. She started to moan again as I licked up and down on her slit and let out a short scream when I took her large clit into my lips and nipped it with my teeth.

Diane tasted sweet and musky, a flavor that I had never tasted before, but knew I would like to have again, and I no longer regretted the situation. I pulled her skinny legs over my shoulders and buried my face in her cunt. She jerked her hips off the bed every time I touched her clit and then she yelled out that she was cumming. I continued to lick, but slowed down while she had her orgasm, then stopped and pulled away when she was done. 

I slowly moved up between her legs and placed my cock at the junction and stroked it around her lips to get it lubricated. 

Slowly I pushed into her, just the head at first, and rested a moment, "are you sure that you want to do this Diane?"

"Fuck me Aaron, don't you dare stop now."

And with that she humped herself up and pushed my cock in until it was prodding her maidenhead. I backed up a little and proceeded to fuck her with short strokes four of five times then I slammed it all the way in and broke through the cherry. 

She let out a yell and I rested at the bottom, letting her get accustomed to the feel of me inside her. When I started stroking again she quickly got into the feel of it and was answering every thrust with one of her own. 

"Fuck yes!! Fuck me harder, harder."

I grabbed her bony little ass in my hands and proceeded to slam into her again and again. I wasn't going to last much longer. As I thought this I could feel the urge building too fast to be denied. I blasted the biggest load of my life into this ugly little blind girl and wondered what I been afraid of. Appearance doesn't matter worth shit. All that matters is a willingness to share pleasure.

Diane was cumming again right after me so I kept pushing against her to help her out. My dick was already soft but all she needed was pressure against that marvelous clit. 

"OH Aaron, that was fantastic. I never thought that anyone would ever make me feel that good. I know you don't want to, but will you do it again if I am not pregnant?"

"Diane, I would be glad to do that again whenever you want, whether you are pregnant or not.

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Lying there in the afterglow, Diane was cuddling close to me with her face against my chest and one hand moving back and forth across my side, my arm was around her shoulders holding her close to me with my hand diddling her little tit. 

"Aaron?"

"Yes."

"What you did before you started fucking me, with your mouth?"

"Yes?"

"Do you think that I could do that to you?"

"Why sure dear, anytime you want to."

"Like now?"

"Well, yes, but let me get cleaned up first. I have my juices, yours, and some of your blood on me right now."

"I know that silly. I want to taste them."

"Are you sure?"


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"Yes."

"Then be my guest."

With that Diane moved down my body and proceeded to lick all around my groin until she got the whole of my dick into her mouth and sucked and licked me clean.

"Oh boy, Diane, that feels fantastic."

"I'm glad you like it, the taste is not at all what I thought it would be. I could get used to this."

Just then the phone started ringing. I wasn't going to answer it, but I didn't have very many people who knew my number, so it might be important.

"Hello?"

"Hello Aaron. This is Madge Ward, Diane's mother. Do you know where Diane is? We have been calling to check on her but she doesn't answer the phone and we are beginning to get worried."

The thought of talking to Mrs. Ward while her daughter was sucking my rising cock was a very sobering experience. I almost jerked her head out of my lap in nervous reaction. 

"Sure Mrs. Ward, Diane is right here, she said that she was lonely and wanted to visit for a while."

"That's bullshit," she said. "Diane loves being alone in the house and relishes every chance she gets. Did she try to get you to have sex with her?"

"Uhh,,,here she is ma'am."

With that I shoved the phone down to Diane's face and said, "It's your Mother."

Diane grabbed the phone and said, "Hi Mom, what's up?"

"Just checking up on you. Are you trying to get Aaron to knock you up?"

"Yes, of course. And he did try. I can't believe how good he made me feel. He ate my pussy and everything. I was just starting to suck his cock and see if I could get him to do it again when you called."

"Well that's good dear. Don't try to do too much this first time, you might be very sore down there tomorrow, and you don't want to make him sorry that he agreed to breed you. Now put Aaron back on Dear, I love you and will talk to you tomorrow."

"Okay momma, I love you too. Give my love to Aunt Sue."

"Here Aaron, momma wants to talk to you again."

As she handed me the phone she went back to what she was doing with my dick.

I had heard the conversation between mother and daughter, and my face was the color of fresh raspberries. I was very flustered and didn't know what to think.

"Hello Mrs. Ward, what can I do for you?"

"Well first off you can start calling me Madge like my friends do."

"Okay Madge, what next?"

"Thank you for taking care of my little girl. I know she isn't the prettiest peach in the basket, but she is still my baby and I'm glad she is in such good hands."

One of those hands was at that point moving around on her bare ass trying to gain access to her rose bud.

"Believe me Madge, the pleasure was all mine; well maybe not all, but an awful lot."

"I hope you had a good time, Aaron. Diane likes you a lot and I also hope that you will not let her become a burden. She is likely to become attached to you and you must be firm in keeping your distance. If you let her infatuation grow she will be very hurt when you break it off. I don't think that you want that to happen, so you have to be sure she knows that this will only be a temporary physical thing."

"I'll try Madge, but it is very hard to stay detached with my dick in her mouth. It is also very hard to have this conversation with my finger in her butt."

"Oh Aaron, you don't have to be crude."

"Sorry Madge, I got kind of carried away. The head up top isn't really the one in charge right now."

"It's alright dear, I understand. Now you remember what I said about stringing her along. I don't want her to be hurt. Now tell her goodbye for me and hang up the phone."

"Okay Madge." I hung up the receiver and told Diane, "Your mom says goodbye."

"Mmphmf, that's good Aaron, I love to suck you. You are getting hard again. I was afraid that momma had made you limp for life."

"Well can you blame me? That was the strangest conversation that I have ever had. Your mother knew what we were doing and approved."

"Of course she approves. She loves me and wants me to be happy, and if we don't do this she may never have a grandbaby."

"Don't be silly Diane. You would have other chances."

"Not with someone as nice as you, and not while mom is still young enough to enjoy her grandchild. Now do you think you are ready to do it again?"

"Not quite. There is something that I have wanted to try, but never had the chance."

"What is that?"

"Well, you got to taste our combined juices, and I would like to as well, if you don't mind."

"You mean you want to eat me out again? While I'm still full of your cum?"

"Yes"

As an answer Diane sat up and moved up to my shoulders and straddled me facing the head of the bed. I guided her pussy right over my mouth and as she settled down she grabbed the headboard for support. I could see our combined juices dripping down from the mass of hair surrounding her cunt and rolling down the insides of her thighs. There was a small smear of blood mixed in with the fluids, which made it even sexier. I started by licking these drops as she sank down onto me. 

The taste was almost like salty cream without the sweetness. The more I tasted, the better I liked it. A little hesitant at first, before long I was lapping her pussy like a starving dog at a buffet. 

My tongue traced the folds of her lovely no-longer-virgin labia and delved as deep into her vagina as I could. My nose was rubbing over her clit and into the hair over her mons. The hair was so silky that it added to the pleasant sensations. 

After what seemed like hours, but could only have been ten or fifteen minutes, Diane started bucking against my mouth and I could feel her pussy contracting around my tongue. 

She rewarded me for my ministrations with a new volume of fresh fluids.

I lifted her up and started to move her down to my newly hard cock. 

"Why don't you stay on top this time? That way you can control how much I penetrate. You may be a little sore from just losing your cherry."

"That sounds like fun. But don't worry about hurting me, this feels so good that pain just adds to the fun."

"That reminds me Diane. Your mom said for me to be sure that you know that this is just a temporary thing and that there is not going to be a long-term commitment. She doesn't want you to be hurt by me."

"That's okay Aaron. I know that we aren't going to get married and live happily ever after. You are going to find someone you can love sooner or later. I just want to enjoy you while I can. You don't have to see me anymore and I won't keep bugging you to fuck me."

"Diane, this has been the best experience of my life, and you are not going to be someone I try to avoid. I would really love the idea of you carrying my child and my being a part of its life. I don't know about marriage, but dating sure sounds like fun. Now push your pussy down onto my cock and let's try again to get you pregnant."

As she bounced up and down on my hard dick, she started to pant and kept getting faster and faster. Since I had just cum less than an hour ago, I was able to last much longer this time. 

"This feels great Aaron, but I'm starting to get tired. I'm not used to this much activity. Bowling is the most strenuous thing I've done in the past few years."

"Then take a break." I said as I reached up and pulled her down onto my chest. 

Keeping my cock inside of her for the moment I then did something I as of yet had not done; I kissed her. 

Our mouths met as if we were both starving for affection. My tongue pressed into her mouth and as I withdrew it hers followed. 

"Is that our flavors on your mouth?" she said.

"It must be, that's the last thing I did before we kissed."

"Oh wow, I didn't think it would taste that good."

"Obviously I didn't either. The only other cunt I've tasted was old and well used. It wasn't nearly as nice as yours."

"Thank you Aaron, that was a nice compliment."

"Roll over and get on your hands and knees hon, I'd like to try doggie style."

As she did this and I slid into her from behind, I realized that my long lonely weekends had suddenly gotten a lot more interesting. Then as I reached around her and started frigging her clit between my first two fingers she began a long series of climaxes which caused the muscles in her pussy to spasm causing my cock to jerk and the feelings were so intense that all thought was on hold for the next few minutes.

"Jesus H Christ I'm going to fill your pussy with my cum."

"YES! YES! Fill my pussy with your marvelous cum, get me pregnant with your sweet, sweet cock."

As I looked down between us I could see the white foam around the shaft of my cock and it forced my cum out of her fully filled hole.

Diane collapsed forward removing my dick from her pussy with a liquid sounding plop. The sperm continued to leak out of her cunt and formed a puddle on the sheet of my bed. 

"We are going to have to change the sheets before we can go to bed tonight." I said.

"What do you mean when we go to bed?" asked Diane. "Do you want me to stay the night?"

"Only if you want to." I said, "I would hate to send you home to an empty house when we could both feel so much better together."

"Remember what my mom said Aaron, don't let me become a burden on you. You have to have a private life, I'll just be around when you need me."

"Well, I guess that includes tonight, 'cause I don't think I can get rid of years of horniness with just two fucks."

"That's okay Aaron, I can wait for the next time."

"I wasn't talking about you Diane."

"Oh."

(To be continued)



Blind Leading Blind Ch. 02



On Sunday evening Diane and I were on the sofa in the front room. She was lying with her head on my lap and I was reading to her. 

This was a more recent addition to the books she had gotten from the library, but wasn't available on tape. In fact most of the books in the series weren't on tape and I had promised to read them to her. 

There was a knock on the door and after receiving permission, Madge Ward came in. 

"Hello kids, I just came to take Diane home."

I reached down and caressed Diane's neck and shoulder. 

"Do you want to go home tonight dear, or would you rather I take you on my way to work tomorrow?"

"I probably should go tonight Aaron, I would most likely make you late for work if I stay."

"Okay kid, but how about a date Wednesday night?"

"That sounds like fun."

"Now remember what I said about leading her on Aaron," said Madge. 

"I'm not leading her on Madge. We already decided that making her pregnant would be reserved for the weekends, but I would like to get to know the mother of my child a little better, and dates are much better for that than sex."

"I won't have a lot of time available soon because I'm going back to school. I'm taking computer courses at night to see if I can't get a better job."

"What brought that about?" Madge wanted to know.

"I intend to play a part in my child's life and I don't want him or her to be embarrassed by having a warehouse slug for a father."

"Well Aaron, that is very admirable and I'm sure that my husband will be pleased, but I still think you are putting too much into this."

"That's up to me and Diane, isn't it Madge?"

That shut her up and she and Diane left me in a suddenly lonely house. 

Wednesday night after work I went over to the Ward's and knocked on the door. 

Mr. Ward opened the door for me and said that Diane would be right down. 

"Madge told me what you said to her Sunday. I think you have the right idea and I want you to go for it. Your child will profit greatly by your example."

"Thank you sir, your approval means a lot to me."

Just then Diane came down the stairs wearing a shiny gold blouse and a pair of new jeans. She had on white flat shoes with no socks. She looked quite good to me, much better than she had last week. 

"Hello Aaron, where are we going tonight?"

"I thought we would go out for a nice meal, and play it by ear from there."

"Sounds good to me, lets go."

Diane said good night to her folks and I helped her out to my truck. 

While we were eating we talked about where we would like to go next. 

Surprisingly, her suggestion was a movie. She said that she liked the sound of the movie speakers and could really get a sense of the picture if I was able to talk quietly to her. 

We sat near the rear of the theater and there was no one nearby to hear as I talked quietly into her ear. 

After about an hour the movie was beginning to get a little boring and Diane perked things up by reaching over and pulling down my zipper. She felt inside my pants and pulled my cock out into the air. 

I had never done something like this before and was quite nervous thinking that surely someone would see and complain to the manager. 

Diane was blissfully unaware of this and proceeded to jack me off while pretending to pay attention to the movie. She leaned over and stuck her tongue in my ear. 

I was having all I could do to continue describing to her what was happening on the screen while the sensations in my groin were intensifying. 

Pretty soon the point of no return approached and I wondered what she was going to do with the resultant mess. 

As I tried my best to remain quiet Diane simply pointed my dick at her box of popcorn and coated it with my sperm.

"I told you I wanted extra butter" she said and popped a few kernels in her mouth, "MMMMM good."

"I'll get you back for this" I said.

After the movie things went along as normal. We kissed goodnight on her porch and she said that she would be over to my place Saturday morning for our weekly bowling. 

I gave her a key to my back door and asked her to wake me with a kiss.

Saturday morning I was sleeping when some strange sensations started vying for my attention.

I sat up and saw Diane down by my waist, sucking on my dick. I had morning wood and she was about to get a surprise. 

"I'm going to cum pretty soon dear."

She lifted her head and said, "That's okay. I want to taste your sperm straight from the source."

"But then it won't be able to perform its assigned duties in your womb."

"Won't you be able to do it again today?"

"Well sure, but not right away."

"That's okay, we have all weekend."

Diane then put her head back down and really got busy. She sucked harder and harder till I thought she would bust a vein. Her hand pumped up and down on the few inches she was unable to swallow and my orgasm was approaching fast. 

"Here it is, take it all babe, take it all."

With that I spurted into her mouth four or five good blasts of spunk and she tried valiantly to keep it all in, but after the third blast she was beginning to choke and had to pull her head back. The rest splatted right on her nose and chin before dwindling and coating the top of her chest or just running down my dick onto the bed. 

She leaned forward and licked what she could get off my cock and balls and kind of snuggled up to my soft member. 

"My turn," I said, "get undressed and put that furry little pussy on my face."

Diane backed up and took her T-shirt off and pulled down her shorts and panties and stepped out of them. She had already kicked her shoes off and was standing there naked. It was odd to watch her get undressed because she always folded her clothes and placed them carefully on the chair near the foot of the bed. 

"Why do you do that?" I asked. "Why do you always fold your clothes and put them on the chair?"

"Because that is the only way I will be able to find them again. Blind people can't afford to be sloppy," she said, "objects placed where I don't expect them to be cause accidents and injuries."

"While I am staying here you must always put things back in the same places Aaron."

"Yes dear, now the place for your pussy is here on my face."

Diane moved to the bed and slowly climbed up till she was straddling my head. 

For the first time I got a good look at her cunt. The hair stopped just at the top of her slit and the lips hung down a bit. The labia were fleshy and a slight brown in color with bright pink showing in between. She was already wet from blowing me and as she lowered herself down my tongue reached out and I started licking up and down on either side of her vagina, never quite touching the clit but blowing lightly on it instead. Her breathing started to get ragged and she was moving in tiny jerks trying to get me to touch her clit. I kept avoiding it and instead moved down to the taint and light touched her brown rosebud with my tongue. I would lick into the slit and then move back down to her asshole, pressing the tip of my tongue further in each time. I had read about this but never done it before, and it was very exciting. Diane moaned louder and louder each time I touched her bud and then when I finally went for her clitoris, she arched her back and screamed, "OH yes, yes, lick it, lick it harder, I'm cumming, I'm cumming." 

She said this three of four times, then abruptly collapsed onto my chest, moving her pussy out of my reach. 

"OOh, that was nasty Aaron."

"What?"

"Putting your tongue in my ass."

"I thought it might be too, but I wanted to try, and your reaction made it okay with me. Anything which can make you feel that good can't be bad."

"Well maybe I'll try it sometime."

"That is up to you dear. Don't do anything that makes you feel uncomfortable. All we are doing is for pleasure, and it's only pleasing if we both like it."

I rolled her off of me and she moved around and lay back with her legs spread wide. She grabbed both of her legs behind the knees and pulled them up to her chest.

"Here you go lover, get on here and fuck me now."

I mounted her and slid my cock into her cunt with one smooth motion. 

Placing her legs over my shoulders and my arms on either side of her on the bed I pumped slowly in and out and as the lubrication and her excitement increased I sped up. 

Diane was matching me thrust for thrust and soon a low moan began in her chest and got increasingly louder as the tempo increased. 

Soon I was pounding into her pussy with all my power and her vaginal muscles were clenching me and making it harder and harder to withdraw. 

"I'm cumming, I'm cumming." I said.

"Do it Aaron, Fill me up with your cum. Put a bastard in my womb."

And then we were both orgasming for what seemed like forever. I pumped blast after blast of semen into her pussy and her own juices combined with it to make a mess between us. The last couple of thrusts were slow and there were squelching sounds coming from our crotches.

As we finished I turned into a 69 and we cleaned each other off with our mouths. 

We lay on our backs and tried to catch our breath.

"That was great, but I can't keep that kind of activity up without some sustenance" I said.

"Well why don't we get a couple of biscuits on the way to the bowling alley, and then do some shopping for food that requires very little preparation. That way we can have meals without having to get dressed or leave for the rest of the weekend."

I told Diane that that was a great Idea and that is how our second week of breeding Diane began. 

I didn't give Diane any new bowling techniques to work on this week. She needed to make the ones she already had work without having to think about it first. Diane didn't make many strikes because her ball rolled slowly. As she got more confident I would work with her to increase the roll speed and power. Her scores were already up to a 120 average and getting better. It would be interesting to get into a mixed doubles league with her. 

That Wednesday I again took Diane out on a date, but this time I was going to get even with her for the last one. 

I bought her a long dress to wear for our date. It was bright yellow and buttoned all the way up the front. 

I told her when I gave her the dress not to wear panties with it. I told her that the dress was very tight and the panty lines would show. 

When we got to the theater after dinner, we sat in the same seats as before, but this time the theater was more crowded and there were other couples sitting near us. 

I had purposely chosen a romantic movie, which would be fairly quiet. This gave me two plusses. One was that I wouldn't be able to talk much without disturbing those people near us, and two was that I wouldn't have to pay much attention to the movie. 

After about 30 minutes I put my plan into action. I first unbuttoned four buttons right above her pussy, and then proceeded to reach in and finger her slit. In the dark theater no one could see what I was doing and at first Diane didn't object. In fact she spread her legs apart and gave me free access to her womanhood. 

The longer I worked on her cunt the more uncomfortable Diane became. She was as wet as I had ever felt her to be and the harder I rubbed her clit and the closer she got to cumming, the harder it was for her to be quiet. When she finally had her orgasm she had to put both hands over her mouth to try to keep the sound in. Her popcorn lay forgotten and spilled in the seat next to her and she slumped down and tried to control her breathing. 

"I told you I would get you back," I whispered in her ear, "and unless I miss my guess, the flood of liquid from your pussy has made a big wet spot on the back of your dress." While I said this I was rebuttoning her dress. "Everyone who sees that will snicker to themselves, I know what she was doing, they'll say."

"Okay Aaron, you win, no more pranks on dates."

"Deal."

During the week I had been going over to the Ward's and reading my books to Diane. We screwed almost non-stop from Saturday afternoon till Sunday night, with the occasional early before bowling bout, but the weekdays were for non-sex stuff. 

I continued giving Diane tips and bowling with her every Saturday. By now she had increased her average by another 20 pins. I taught her how to turn her wrist to direct the ball into slight curves. She was much too weak to get much of a hook, but she could change the impact point by as much as 6 inches just by holding her hand at a different angle as she threw the ball. Holding the ball with the thumb pointed at the pins gave her a straight ball. By turning her hand to the left so that the opening between her thumb and first finger was pointed at the pins gave her ball a slight curve to the left. Turning her hand to the right and pointing the heel of her hand at the pins gave her ball an equal curve to the right, what is known as a Brooklyn curve. Using this technique gave her the advantage of being able to keep her approach and throw the same on everything but the 7 or 10 pin. Each of those required its own approach, but that still left her with only three different shots to be able to hit all the pins. Not having to vary the approach meant that she was a lot more accurate on spare shots; these are the ones that make for a good average. Strikes are what everyone strives for, but spares are what keep your score up. 

I was due to start night school next week, and I realized that I would not be able to read to her as often as I had been. It was good for me as well as her, I gained new insights into the books as I read them aloud to her and enjoyed it immensely, but it was mostly for her and I hated to deny her the pleasure. 

I decided that I would hire a reader for 3 nights a week when I couldn't do it. 

I placed an ad online, but didn't get any hits and had to start school without a reader for Diane. 

The second night I was sitting in the cafeteria between classes and saw a girl I recognized from high school sitting by herself at a small table near the back. 

Her name was Justine Burns, and I remembered her to be an extremely tall and gangly teenager, who was even more unpopular than I was in school. She had a long narrow face, and always wore her plain brown hair in a large bun. She dressed in clothing too big for her that was baggy and plain.

What caught my attention tonight was the book she was reading while she ate. It was the same one I was reading to Diane.

I went over to her and asked if I could sit down. 

She looked up at me with a scared expression and said "what?"

"May I sit with you?"

"Why would you want to do that?"

"I noticed what you were reading and wanted to talk to you."

She looked down at her book then back up at me and said, "Okay. Sit."

I pulled the chair out and said, "That is one of my favorite authors and series. Anne just makes me feel that Pern and Dragons must be real."

"I know what you mean, this is the second time I have read this one."

"How would you like to earn money for reading it?"

"What do you mean? This wouldn't entail anything illegal would it?"

"No, of course not. I just need someone to read this book and others to a friend of mine who is blind."

"Why don't you do it yourself?"

"I have been and still do, but I work all day and am going to school at night so I don't have much time anymore and she enjoys the reading so much I don't want her to miss out on it. I need some help and I figure someone who likes the same kind of books that we do will work best."

"Is she your girlfriend?"

"No, she is a friend for whom I am doing a favor. Why?"

"I just wouldn't want her to be uncomfortable, that's all."

"Thank you for being considerate of her. Does that mean you will be willing to help me?"

"I'll give it a trial. If it works out I'll be glad to do it."

Then she looked at me a little more closely and said "Aren't you Aaron Wilson?"

"Yes."

"I thought I recognized you. Where have you been since school?"

"I did a tour in the Army and have just been vegetating since then. This night school is my attempt to better myself. My friend Diane is responsible for this, so I owe her."

"How is she responsible?"

"It is a long story and involves the favor I am doing for her. If she wants to, she can tell you about it, but I can't."

"Oh boy," Justine said, "a mystery. I can't wait to meet her."

"What evenings or days are you free to read to her?"

"I'm available most weekdays and weekends. I'm not going to school here; I was just taking in a lecture for my job. I work in an insurance company as a secretary. The boss paid for it so I had to go, but now I'm glad I did."

"Could you come over Friday night to meet Diane and set up a schedule? I don't have a class on Fridays so that would be the best time for me to set it up." I pulled out a sheet of paper and wrote the address on it. "Here is her address; we will be there from about six o'clock on."

"I'll be there about 7pm; is that all right?"

"That will be fine. See you then, I've got to get back to class."

"Okay Aaron, see you then."

Friday night at 7 I was standing in front of Diane's house waiting for Justine to arrive. I had talked to Diane about this and she thought I had a good idea, even though she was disappointed that I couldn't keep reading to her. 

Just as I was beginning to think that she might not show, Justine drove up in a Ford explorer and parked in front of the house. As she got out and walked up to me I realized just how tall she was. 

At the cafeteria she had never stood up, and now I saw that she was taller than me. I stood just over six feet and she topped me by 3 or 4 inches. 

I took her inside and introduced her to Tom and Madge Ward, and then to Diane. 

Justine seemed a little hesitant at first, but Diane quickly put her at ease by telling her how much she liked the books I had been reading to her and then they got into a discussion about dragons and such and I just seemed to be alone in their company. 

I went on home and left them to it. 

Diane called later and said that Justine would be reading to her Monday, Wednesday, and Thursday, unless something came up at her job. She also said that Justine refused payment for this. She said that it would be fun and she would feel guilty if she took money for it.

I couldn't believe my luck. I took the ad out of the online bulletin board and then went to bed to wait for Diane to wake me up in the morning. 

Things went along smoothly for a month, and then Diane told me one Sunday morning while we were cuddling after sex that she thought that I should ask Justine for a date. 

"You want me to do what?"

"I want you to ask Justine for a date. I think she likes you and she is very lonely. She says that she has never been on a date and has never even been asked. She is just too nice a person to have that happen to her."

"What makes you think she would be willing?"

"I told you, she likes you and she is lonely."

"Why should I want to date her when I have you?"

"Two reasons Aaron. One, you have me for now, but we have agreed that it is not permanent. Two, if you don't ask my new friend Justine for a date, you won't have me anymore."

"Hand me the phone please." I knew by then that Diane did not know how to bluff. If I didn't do what she wanted, I would be alone again.

When I called, her roommate answered. I immediately took a dislike to this girl. "Who?" she asked, "You want to talk to horse face? What in ever for?"

"I want to ask her for a date," I said testily, "Now please put her on."

"Alright, but boy you must either be desperate or a real loser."

As Justine picked up the phone I told her that her roommate was not very nice. 

"Hello Aaron and yes I know. She is a real bitch, but that is how she was raised and can't help herself."




Blind Leading Blind Ch. 02



"Well, I think I might be able to help her with a few swats on her fat ass."

"I'd pay top dollar to see that, but forget about her. Why did you call?"

"I wanted to know if you would like to see "Starship Troopers" Friday night."

"You mean go together?"

"No, I mean go with me on a date."

"Why?"

"Because I think that I would like to get to know you better. Diane says that you are very nice to her, and that means a lot to me."

"Well Diane also recommends you and I trust her now, so okay. Do you want to pick me up or meet me at the theater?"

"Oh I'll pick you up for dinner first, the movie later."

"You mean a real date?"

"Of course a real date. What other kind is there?"

"Well there are pity dates."

"We don't talk about such things around me. When Diane gets too remorseful and morose I have been known to spank her."

"Well I wouldn't want that, at least I don't think I do."

"Great, I'll pick you up at six o'clock Friday night. Dress nice but not formal." 

I hung up the phone and said to Diane. "Is that what you wanted?"

"Yes. Now you be sure to do your best to get in her pants. Use all your charm to make her want you to take her cherry. She has been holding on to it for way too long."

"Wow. Just a couple of months ago you were a virgin and now you are trying to set up everyone else to be sex fiends."

"Not sex fiends, just sexual beings."

Friday night I showed up at Justine's apartment dressed in a sport jacket and slacks with a dark t-shirt underneath. Shades of Don Johnson, but with a small spare tire. 

Justine's roommate answered the doorbell wearing cutoffs and a stained white undershirt that showed her full but sagging tits. The nipples were poking out and quite visible through the thin garment. 

"Are you the jerk who wants to date old horse face?"

"No bitch, I'm the man who is taking Justine out, your date just puked in the gutter and crapped his pants. He'll be right up."

The look on her face was precious. Her jaw dropped and her eyes bugged out and she let out a gurgle as if she couldn't remember how to talk.

She was saved from having to by Justine. She came up to the door and I took her hand and led her away.

"What did you say to Susan?" She asked.

When I told her what had happened she burst out laughing.

"I know that I'll have to pay for that when I get home, but it will be worth it."

"I'm sorry if I got you in trouble, Justine, but I couldn't stand for her to insult you. You are the most beautiful girl I have ever dated and I am proud to be able to go out with you."

That may seem to be a bit disingenuous when I had described Justine before in less than stellar terms, but when she prepared for tonight, she changed. She had dressed in a pure white summer dress with narrow straps, which showed off her broad shoulders and long neck, and the length was short enough to let me see an awful lot of leg. She had more leg below her dress than most women have at all, and I definitely was a leg man. Well-turned legs and slender ankles are what I always look for in a woman, and Justine had them in spades; but the most spectacular feature was her hair. She had finally taken it out of the bun and it hung down over her left shoulder with a single gold barrette clasped level with her neck. Her hair seemed to ripple with highlights and hung all the way to within a few inches of the hem of her dress. When the hair was done up in a bun her face looked long, but with the hair hanging down it brought her face into proportion, and I was captivated. 

I was disappointed that she was wearing flat shoes instead of heels, and asked her why. 

"I don't own any heels," she said, "mother always told me that I shouldn't wear heels because men didn't want a woman who was taller than them. It would just make them uncomfortable."

"I'm not most men. I like the looks of a woman's leg in heels and you are taller than most guys even without the heels. I don't have enough of an ego to be bothered by you being taller than me; in fact it's a bit of a turn-on."

"Okay, I'll see if I can get a pair if we go out again."

Our date went very well. I ignored Diane's advice because I really didn't know how to seduce a woman. I had never had any practice and I didn't want to scare Justine off by getting too bold.

When we got back to her place, I pulled her close for a kiss, and at first I thought that she would pull away, but then she relaxed and let me kiss her. A chaste kiss with no tongue, I figured that would be going too fast. 

The next morning Diane woke me up by jumping onto the bed and screaming. "Where is she? Why isn't Justine here?"

"Quiet down, Diane. Justine isn't here because she wasn't interested in me that much. It was just a first date and all we did is talk and one kiss."

"What do you mean she wasn't interested in you? That's all she has been able to talk about for the last 3 weeks. I wanted you to get her into bed so she would get onto another subject. You just didn't try hard enough."

"I don't know how to seduce someone, Diane. I've never had the opportunity."

"You had it last night and you blew it. She would have jumped at the chance to get in bed with you if you had just given her an opening."

"Why didn't you tell me that yesterday when it would have made a difference?"

"I shouldn't have needed to. And I thought I was blind, you have given sightless a new definition."

At that point I just stopped talking and started to withdraw into myself. I was hurt and didn't know what to do. It seemed to me that Diane was asking too much. I didn't understand women at all and never had. That's one reason I had always been so lonely. 

When I got quiet I think Diane realized that she had gone too far. She moved up and tried cuddling to me, but I was stiff. Then she started to cry and I melted. Crying women always threw me into left field. I never knew what to do.

I hugged her close and told her it was okay. "I'm not mad at you, Diane; I'm just confused. What should I have done differently?"

"I don't know Aaron; you probably did everything as a gentleman would and she didn't know how to act without turning you off."

After that we made up and had a lovemaking session that hit a few new heights. 

We got cleaned up and went and did our normal Saturday morning bowling thing. I was working on my game as well as hers. I was trying to find a piece of music I could use to keep the pace of my approach constant. Diane had noticed that sometimes I would approach the pins faster than other times. When I went faster the ball went faster as well and would not get a strike. She said that she knew when I got a strike because my ball would make a very distinctive sound when it hit the pins; a kind of an explosion. She would tell me when it was a strike and she was very rarely wrong. There would be an occasional ten pin tap, but she was right most of the time. When she told me about the pace and demonstrated that she could tell from it whether I would have a good hit or a bad one, I had to listen. It was hard to refute a blind girl telling you what was going to happen just by listening to your approach. I was trying to find a piece of music I could play in my head that was just the right speed to control my steps. This week I was using "Easy Living" by Uriah Heep. It was a little fast, so I would try something else next week. I was hoping to get my average up over 200 and then join a league with Diane. We could join a blind league the Lion's Club had going now, but I wanted to get Diane into a regular league. The blind league used gutter protectors and Diane didn't need them, she was really quite good now, and I wanted to show her off. Just the comments we would get would be worth the entrance fees.

After lunch we were relaxing in the front room. Diane was lying on the couch in a terrycloth robe and nothing else, with her head on my lap while I read to her, when there was a knock on the door. 

I got up to see who it was, and there was Justine. 

"Hello, Justine, what can I do for you?"

"Hello, Aaron, I wanted to talk to Diane and her mother said she was over here."

"Sure thing, come on in. I was just reading to her."

She entered the room and walked over to Diane, who had sat up on the couch when she heard who was at the door. 

"Could we talk for a bit, Diane?"

"Certainly dear; do you want Aaron to give us some privacy?"

"If you don't mind, Aaron."

"No, it's all right, I need to go to the store and get something to fix for dinner. I should be back in about an hour."

"That will be long enough and I hope I'm not putting you out any." 

"No problem, Justine." I kissed Diane and went out to my truck and left them alone.

Diane later told me what went on after I left.

"What is it, Justine? Is there a problem? Was Aaron too forceful last night? Did he make you uncomfortable?"

"No, it isn't that. I don't think I can see either of you anymore."

"Oh no, that asshole, he ruined a good thing. Well it is probably my fault. I put him up to it."

"What do you mean you put him up to it, Diane?"

"I told him to ask you out."

Justine was starting to get a little hot about then. "What do you mean you told him to? And what is going on with you two? I get to your house and your mother tells me that you are over here, and I find you laying on his lap a bathrobe. Are you two having sex or something? What kind of girl do you think I am? I was coming over here to tell you that I liked Aaron too much to keep from getting serious, and then I find that you are already sleeping with him."

"Wait a minute, Justine. Hear me out before you get too upset."

"I'll try because I really do like you, but it is going to take a lot to make me calm down."

"First of all, what has Aaron told you about our relationship?"

"He said that you were a friend for whom he was doing a favor. I figured he meant the reading."

"No dear, the reading is just something he wants to do for me. The favor is to get me pregnant."

"What did you say?"

"I said that the favor Aaron was doing for me was to get me pregnant. I told him that I didn't want to die alone and a virgin and trapped him into trying to help. When I begged, and I do mean begged, him to fuck me and take my cherry, he already liked me some and I figured he wouldn't want to crush my feelings by refusing. Mom and Dad picked him out for me and I ruthlessly used his goodwill and basic niceness to seduce him. He really didn't have much choice in the matter."

"Do you love him?"

"Yes, I do, but not that way. I couldn't help but love him as nice as he has been to me, but I'm not in love with him, and he's not in-love with me either. That's why I wanted him to date you. He deserves to have someone to love and to have her love him, and I hoped you might want the job."

"I don't know if I can accept this, it is just so strange. You are trying to get pregnant by him, yet you want him to fall for me to be happy. That is just too strange."

"When I think of it that way, I guess you are right. But let's get back to basics. Why were you so upset when you realized that we were getting it on? Were you thinking of trying the naked mambo with him yourself?"

"I can't believe you just said that, Diane. Aren't you worried that I might take him away from you?"

"He's not mine to hold onto, Justine. Aaron is his own master and no one will tell him what to do. Did he tell you why he has gone back to school?"

"He just said that he was trying to better himself and you had something to do with it."

"He wants to be a part of our child's life. He wants his son or daughter to be proud of their father and not think that he abandoned them and me. Aaron wants to help make his child a good person who is willing to look beyond the surface to see other good people. People like you. Now why did you want to leave us? Was he rude to you last night?"

"On the contrary, he was a total and complete gentleman. When I moved his hand away from my leg he didn't try to inch it back, he just accepted that I didn't want any close contact and didn't try anymore. He let me be comfortable and didn't push at all."

"In other words he didn't try hard enough. He didn't make you feel like he wanted to bed you."

"No, not really. You're right; he didn't make me feel wanted. He made it seem like he was just going through the motions. No real feeling behind them."

"Well what do you want to do now that you know the full story?"

"Do you think he would want to date me again Diane?"

"I'm sure of it. He just doesn't have enough experience with women to be able to interpret the signs. The poor boy had very few dates before he met me and said the only reason he wasn't a virgin was because prostitution was legal in Germany."

"Well, that was my first date and I had no idea what to do."

"Then the question is; do you want Aaron to be your first lover? Would you like him to take your maidenhead?"

"Yes, I think I do. This damn virginity has been around too long and I don't know of anyone I would rather give it to. But I'm scared. What if he doesn't want it? What if he only asked me out because you made him? What if he doesn't like me?"

"He is a horny young man. He does like you, he told me so. He thought you didn't like him because you were so cold to him last night. This morning he was full of self doubt and I thought I'd have to rape him to get him out of his funk."

"Oh hell, I'm sorry, Diane. I was just so worried that I might hurt you that I was afraid to let go and have fun with him."

"You don't have to worry about me. I have what I wanted."

"Do you mean you are pregnant?"

"As of six weeks ago. The doctor thinks I might have twins."

"Does Aaron know?"

"Not yet. I was afraid he wouldn't want to fuck anymore if he knew, and after finally finding out what all the hoopla is about sex, I don't want to give it up."

"Is he that good?"

"Oh boy is he. Every time I think it can't get any better, he does something that sends me to a new level of pleasure."

"I'm sold, what do I do?"

"Just follow my lead when he gets back, I have an idea.

Just then I pulled into the drive, all unsuspecting about how my life was set to change yet again. 

I walked into the kitchen and placed the first of several bags of groceries on the table.

Justine came into the kitchen leading Diane. The contrast between them could not have been much more extreme. Diane was short and dark haired while Justine was tall with light brown hair. The top of Diane's head barely made it to the small bulges on Justine's chest.

"Justine says that she can't be around us anymore, Aaron."

All I could think of was that I had insulted her somehow last night and I was totally at fault. 

"I'm sorry if I did something wrong last night, Justine. Please don't leave. Diane likes you too much. I'm sorry I kept looking at your legs; but they were so fantastic in that skirt and the way it slid up when you got into the truck almost made me have a wreck more than once. I'll leave you alone and stay away when you are with Diane, you don't have to see me to be her friend. I won't bother you anymore."

By this time I was sweating and getting desperate.

But then Diane spoke again. "See what I mean, Justine? He wasn't making fun of you; he really was taken by you and was too nervous to express himself properly. Why didn't you press on and try to make out with her, Aaron?"

"Because I didn't think she wanted to. I mean I could understand that she wouldn't want to have anything to do with a nothing like me, so I stopped when she indicated that I was going too far. All I wanted to do was to move my hand up her dress and feel those magnificent legs and the impression I got of her breasts was of small firm mounds with sharp little nipples and the smell of her hair with the strawberries was driving me crazy. You should feel her hair Diane, It hangs most of the way to her knees and the individual strands are like silk." I was babbling by now and I had to force myself to stop.

Diane took over then and began to play our emotions like a piano.

"You misunderstand, Aaron. Justine was not upset that you tried too hard with her. She thought that you didn't want her because of how she looks, and she was embarrassed to see you again when all she wanted was your dick inside of her."

Justine's face suddenly got very red and she looked down at the floor.

"Move over here, Aaron, and take Justine in your arms." I looked up at Justine and she nodded her head slightly with an amused expression as if to say "let Diane have her way for now."

I stepped forward and put my arms around Justine. 

"Now kiss her like you really mean it."

I tried, but this was very awkward. I had lean my head back and reach up and tilt her head down to meet mine. Our mouths met and it was like an explosion of passion. Almost immediately our tongues went into action as we fought for possession of each other's mouth.

I could feel Diane taking hold of my arm and leading us into the living room. She pushed and the couch caught me behind the knees and we sat down. Justine's and my mouth didn't lose touch but suddenly the angle was much more comfortable and my left hand was free to roam. The odd thing was that I kept encountering Diane's hand, which was also moving over Justine's body.

Justine suddenly pulled back, "I'm scared. I want this so much but I'm so scared I can't get my thoughts together. My body is on fire but I'm afraid to get hurt and I'm afraid to hurt Diane and I just want to let it all go but I can't."

"Calm down dear," Diane said, "you won't be hurting me and Aaron certainly doesn't want to hurt you. Would you be more comfortable if I leave?"

"No, no, no Diane, don't leave me alone. I don't know what to do. I need you to help me."

"Well, just lean back and relax hon, let us play with you and make you feel good. We'll go slow and pretty soon you will be begging us to continue. I've only got a couple of months of practice myself, but I think we can do this."

"Okay, I'll try."

With this Diane stood up and shrugged her robe off, exposing the body I had become so familiar with. I could see that Justine was disturbed by all the hair curling around Diane's midsection so I took her hand and said, "Here, Justine, put your hand down here and feel just how much the hair feels like a fine mink stole. Let your fingers roam around in it, see how it clings to your skin and feel the electricity flowing through both of you."

Justine did as I suggested and I could see that Diane was becoming excited. The nipples on her little flat tits were poking out as far as I had seen them and I could smell that she was getting wet. 

I stood up and removed my t-shirt and I asked Justine to please let her hair down.

She gave me a little smile and put her hands up to undo it.

I sat back down beside Justine and Diane and I resumed our exploration of Justine's body.

"Are you sure you want this, Justine?"

"Yes, Aaron, I'm sure. I have repressed these feelings for so long that now I think I might explode. The few guys who seemed to show some interest in me before were vultures; I had no interest in being with them, but you are different. I don't want to stop and can't see any reason why I should."

"You know about me and Diane, right?"

"Yes, I think it is great of you to do that for her."

"Don't think I don't enjoy it as much as she does, but that's not what I meant. Since Diane is trying to get pregnant we have not used any protection, and at this time we don't have any in the house."

"Oh, I see what you mean. Well don't worry about it. If it is meant to happen it will and I'm not going to mind at all."

During this conversation Diane's hands and mine had been busy. Justine's blouse and bra were both gone and while Diane worked on her belt and jeans I was kneading those perfect tits. Small mounds like half grapefruits topped by pencil erasers pointing at the ceiling.




Blind Leading Blind Ch. 02



Her statement that she wouldn't care if she got pregnant made my already erect cock jerk and get even harder. 

Justine's hands had not been idle either. Her left hand was moving back and forth on Diane's leg and her right was on my thigh. Just then she found and grabbed my dick. She squeezed hard and we both gasped out loud.

"Found it, didn't you?" said Diane. 

"Ohh, it's so hard."

"It's also about to burst if you keep that up," I interjected, "please loosen up a little and let me relax."

"I'm sorry, Aaron, this is the first one I've ever touched and I'm still a little scared."

Diane then got up and moved over to my other side. "Come on honey, I'll help you get acquainted with him."

Justine was beyond blushing at this point; her face was rosy with lust.

"Let's go where we can be more comfortable girls."

"Good idea, I'll lead the way," Diane said.

With that statement Diane got up and grabbed me by the most convenient handle and started in the direction of the bedroom.

As Justine stood up I said that it would be nice to just leave the clothes on the couch, so Justine kicked off her shoes and skinned out of her jeans and panties in one move. I now saw those magnificent legs from top to bottom. The curvature was almost perfect. Her feet were a little large for a woman, but perfectly in scale with the rest of her body. The ankles were narrow with sharp bones blending nicely into calves which were muscular without being overdone. She narrowed again at the knees and then slowly widened up to firm thighs with a pert little bottom. I had stopped as Justine finished undressing and as she turned toward the bedroom I took Diane's hand and placed it on Justine's bottom.

"Feel this, Diane, her ass is just perfect. It is rounded at the top and narrowing down to the point between her legs. Close to a valentine heart shape. The extra heat you feel is from the blood rushing through the outer layers of her skin, otherwise known as a blush. I didn't know a woman could blush on her ass."

"Aaron!" said Diane, "quit trying to embarrass her, she might change her mind."

We then led Justine to the bedroom and lay her down in the middle of the bed. Diane and I got onto the bed on either side of her and Diane started out by putting her hands onto Justine's tits and gently massaging them. I kissed Justine deeply and then moved out to her ears and down to her neck. Justine was breathing shallowly with the occasional gasp as Diane or I did something unusual. I continued down her body, giving special attention to anyplace which caused a gasp. I learned that she was very sensitive inside the elbow, inside the wrist, behind her ears, in her navel, behind the knees, in the arch of her foot, and on the inner part of her ankles. Diane followed my ministrations on the other side of Justine and found some of those spots for me. As I moved into place between Justine's legs Diane went back up to her neck and face. 

I proceeded to lick all around her cunt, and then put my hands up and gently spread her labia and put my tongue into her for the first time. She almost broke my nose with the intensity of her reaction. Her hands clamped themselves to my head, her hips jumped up off the bed, and her thighs tried to push my whole head into her. 

I stopped and tried to stay still for a few moments, as Justine relaxed I was able to continue. I moved up and down through her pussy stopping at each end to suck and lick her clit at one end, and to shove my tongue as far into her as I could at the other. Every third of fourth time I would move on down to her rosebud and lick there for a bit. The first time I did this she let out a yelp and jerked abruptly. 

It didn't take long for her to have an orgasm. She started trembling, getting more and more pronounced until she stiffened all of her muscles at once arching her back up off the bed and literally screamed. 

Diane and I continued gently with our attentions until she relaxed back onto the bed and gave out a large sigh of contentment.

"Thank you, both of you. That is the most fantastic feeling I have ever had. I can't believe I had to wait this long to experience it."

"Just relax dear, we aren't done yet."

I worked on her pussy for a little longer, then moved down to her ass and tried to fuck it with my tongue. She was building up again quickly so I moved up from there and got ready to enter her with the hardest hard-on I had ever had. 

Diane leaned down and took me into her mouth to lubricate me. 

"Go for it Aaron, she is definitely ready."

Sliding my cock around her very wet cunt I placed the head into position and slowly began to exert pressure. I looked up into Justine's eyes and saw some fear there, but mostly steamy passion. As the head entered her Justine gasped again and closed her eyes tightly. I paused for a moment to let her adjust, and then pushed more. I went right in with only a faint resistance. Her hymen must have already been partially broken from some activity or other so there was very little pain, only a slight pinch. 

As I moved fully into her Justine's chest arched and she moaned. Resting for a moment to let her get accustomed to the fullness I leaned up and kissed her. Justine's arms and legs grabbed around me trying to pull me into her. 

"Oh god that feels so good, please hold me for now."

"I don't have any choice, those long legs have such a grip that I couldn't leave if I wanted to, which I most definitely do not."

I felt something moving down between us and realized that Diane was trying to get a "look" at where we were joined. 

As Justine let go with her legs and I began to move, Diane's hand stayed where it was, and using that super gentle touch added to the sensations. 

I increased my speed and intensity in small increments and Justine matched me, until we were slamming into each other like demons. 

Diane moved her hand out from between us and snaked it under Justine's raised thigh to gently explore the connection without getting in the way. Her other hand was in her own crotch.

I had made love to Diane earlier this morning; but the ultra tight sheath of Justine's no-longer virgin cunt, and the feel of Diane's hand lightly brushing against the underside of my cock was making stamina a thing of the past. The sensations were such that I was quickly going into overload. 

Justine came with shuddering intensity and as I continued to pump into her I could feel her orgasm go on for what seemed to be a continuous cum. 

I kept increasing the tempo and then jammed into her as hard as I could and came, and came, and came. It was so mind blowing that I think I may have passed out for a moment. As I came back to earth I could hear Diane off to the side.

She was lying on her back with one hand still between us and the other going gangbusters in her cunt. 

"Oh damn, oh damn, oh damn. That was the most incredible thing I have ever witnessed. I am so hot I am flooding. Thank you, Justine, thank you for letting me be here. I can't believe how powerful that was. Would somebody please help me get off, I don't think I can take much more."

I rolled off of Justine, my now limp dick plopping out of her juicy pussy. Sliding down a bit I put my mouth directly onto Diane's cunt and began to very quickly eat her out. She wasn't kidding about being wet either, those delectable juices of hers were pouring out of her pussy. Now I had an opportunity to compare the taste of the two women and I realized that they both tasted great, just a little different. 

It didn't take much to get Diane off. As soon as I pinched her clit between my teeth she shot off. A very strong orgasm for Diane, it still wasn't quite as strong as the one Justine had just had. 

I then moved over to Justine and proceeded to clean out her pussy just like I always did for Diane. This may seem a little strange and gross, but it is a very romantic thing for a woman. Licking your own sperm from her vagina lets the woman know in her heart that you weren't just using her. It lets her know that you really care and gives her a kind of afterglow. Diane explained this to me the first time I did it, and now I never make love to her without "cleaning up" afterward. 

As I was doing this Diane moved close to me and asked, "May I help?"

I moved aside and gave her room; she dived in like it was totally normal for her to do this, even though I was pretty sure that this was her first time with another woman. 

She worked on Justine for a few minutes, then backed up and sat back on her knees. 

"Wow that is great. She tastes very good with your cum in her, next time I'll have to try it without."

"Hello, Justine, are you still here?"

"I may be, and I may not be, I don't know. That was the most incredible thing, more than I could ever have imagined my first time would be. I thought I was going to be lost in pleasure, and then you two kissed me down there and brought me back. I can't express what is in my heart at this time, but thank you both for making me feel loved for the first time in my life."

"That's because you are dear."

(to be continued)



Blind Leading Blind Ch. 03



I lay there next to Justine with Diane on her other side and reflected on how my life had made such incredible changes in such a short time. I had been shaken out of my comfortable life as a nobody by an ugly little blind girl. Now in the space of a few months I had taken two cherries and fallen in love. I did love Justine; I knew it after just one date and one time in bed. 

"I don't know about you two, but I'm hungry," said Diane. "What kind of groceries did you buy today, Aaron?"

"The kind that gets ruined sitting out in the sun in the back of my truck, like they have been since I got home. You two didn't give me time to bring them in before you dropped the bomb on me."

"Oops, I guess that means that we'll have to go out to eat. And before I go out I need to clean up. How about helping me with a shower, Justine?"

"Do you really need help, Diane?"

"Of course not, but it would certainly be fun, don't you think?"

"I think my mind has made quite a few changes today, and the thought of taking a shower with another girl would have sent me screaming out the door yesterday, but right now I've got to say that yeah, that would be fun. At least it would be with you, Diane."

"Do you want the bathroom first, Aaron?"

"Yes I do sweetheart. I'll only be a moment. Where do you want to go to eat?"

"How about IHOP?"

"Sounds good to me. Is your Dad at home today?"

"Sure, why do you ask?"

"I've got something I need to talk to him about. I can do it while you two shower. Enjoy yourself, Justine, Diane is a handful to shower with."

I went into the bathroom and took a quick shower. Then I gave each girl a good kiss and went out into the living room where my clothes were and got dressed. 

Diane and her parents only lived two doors down so I walked over and knocked at the front door. 

"Hello, Aaron."

"Hello, Madge. Is Tom available? I have something I'd like to talk to him about."

"Sure dear. TOM," she called out over her shoulder, "Aaron is here to talk to you." She turned back to me, "He'll be right down, Dear. Would you like to come in and sit down?"

So I went in and sat on the sofa waiting for Tom. I knew what Diane was like in the shower so I figured that I had some time before they were done. 

"Hello, Aaron. What can I do for you?"

I got right down to business. "I got a job offer yesterday Tom, and I would like to talk it over with you. It looks too good to be true to me, but the company is a reputable one and I have trouble believing they would try to scam me. My instructor says that these guys regularly pick students to hire."

"Did they give it to you in writing?"

"Yeah, here is what they propose. Thirty five grand to start with and bonuses for quick completion of projects they assign to my team."

"That sounds pretty decent, but I think I can do better. These people are our competitors you know, and I would hate to let them hire you without making a bid. Maybe we can get them to up the ante with a little competition."

"You don't have to do that Tom; I just wanted your opinion on the offer."

"Don't worry about it Aaron. I talked with management last week about you and I was going to give you an offer anyway. These guys just forced my hand. That's all."

"I got the same reports from your school that they did, and you are a very hopeful prospect. We were thinking of putting you in research and development. Your networking teacher gives you an outstanding recommendation. This other company will probably put you in the service department, they don't have R&D, and I think you would get bored doing the same thing day after day. Promise me you won't take this offer until I can give you ours next week."

"Thanks, Tom, I don't know what to say. I didn't think I was doing that well. I won't give them an answer until I hear from you."

With that I shook his hand and got up to leave. 

"What is happening at your place Aaron? Justine was over here earlier and she seemed to be a little upset."

"She was, but now she and Diane are taking a shower before we go out to eat. I think my life just got a lot more complicated."

"How is that going to affect Diane?"

"I'm not sure, but there is no way I'm going to let Diane out of my life now. I know she doesn't want to marry me, but I still do love her and want her to be with me in some manner. I just hope Justine feels the same way. I'm sure we will be talking about it over dinner so Diane can let you know what happens."

"I'm glad to hear that, Aaron. Madge and I can't believe the change in Diane since you took an interest in her. She has gotten back the vitality that has been missing since she was a child. She is our darling little girl again and we have you to thank for it."

I was blushing like a little girl myself at that point. I reassured him that I would keep in touch and went back to see if the girls were done. 

I found them sitting on the couch, dressed and talking. 

Diane spoke up as I entered, "Hello, Aaron dear, Justine and I think that you need a bigger bed. Can we go shop for one after dinner?"

"I don't know if I can afford one dear. The tuition took most of my savings."

Justine spoke up then, "We are going to pay for it Aaron. That is, we will if you want us to. We kind of hoped that you might want today to be repeated from time to time?" 

"I'm a horny young man. What's the likelihood that I would tell two wonderful women that I want to sleep alone?"

"You're still horny after cumming two times already today?"

"Well, I am trying to make up for years of self denial. So, Justine, does this mean that you wish to stay around and keep seeing us?"

"Yes, I do. I love you both and today was the most fantastic experience of my life and I don't want it to end. When we get back tonight, I would like to watch as you make love to Diane. It was so intense for me this morning that I didn't really take part. If I'm there when you and Diane make love I'll be able to participate more, if you want me to that is."

Diane put her hand on Justine's leg, "Of course we want you to, dear. I never had any thoughts about another woman till today, and now I can think of nothing else. The feel of your body thrills me to no end. Just sitting here beside you has my pussy getting wet."

"I don't want to intrude on you and Aaron, Diane. I would like to be invited back often, but he still has a favor to complete for you."

I interjected then, "Don't worry about that honey, she got pregnant some time ago. Can't you see the glow she has about her?"

"Aaron!" Diane said, "you know?"

"Of course I know, Dear one. Did you think you could hide it from me?"

"I was afraid you wouldn't want me anymore if you knew."

I walked over to her and picked her up off the sofa and pulled her body to mine in a giant hug. 

"I told you that I would take you to bed whenever you wanted whether you were pregnant or not. Do you think I get no pleasure from your body? How many times have I taken you without your saying a word? I like it as much as you do and I don't want to stop until I have to."

She didn't reply, just snuggled her face into my shoulder and sniffled. 

"Come on girls, let's eat and go shopping for a bed big enough for all three of us."

Sears said that they would deliver the super king bed Monday, and Diane said her mom would be able to supervise while I was at work. 

Sitting in IHOP with coffee after dinner Diane and I still had Justine sandwiched between us. We both had hands on her thighs and she was starting to get flushed. 

"So, Justine, aren't you shocked at losing your virginity in a three way?" 

This was from Diane, who could not conceal her emotions without a hood over her head. Being blind she was not aware of her facial expressions and how they revealed what she was thinking. What was on her face at this time was fear. 

"Is that what it was? I thought that my two best friends had given me the best present a girl could ever have, the feeling of being loved. Was I wrong and you were just using me for a thrill?"

I spoke up then, "Not at all! Of course you realize that this was the wet dream of all time for a guy, but for me it couldn't be just anybody, and probably not for Diane either. We do care a lot for you, I am just trying to discover how much right now."

"I'm glad to hear it, I don't want to be anybody's one night stand, and especially you two. I don't know which of you I love more, but I do love you both."

Diane's fear had been replace with relief, so she said, "I don't care, just as long as we are both in there. I would hate the thought of losing your friendship because of sex, and with sex as good as that, I've got to have more. Shall we go home and practice getting each other off?"

"We have created a monster," Justine joked," I'm just not sure if it's her, or me. I'm so turned on right now that I'm going to stick when I try to get up."

"At least you won't knock the table over trying to get up," I said, "if I get any harder my pants are going to rip."

Justine put her hand into my lap and said, "Oh boy, you're right, and I really do want some of that, but I meant what I said, I want to watch you and Diane first."

"You can't watch, Justine, but you can join in." Diane said.

"Then let's get home before I have an accident."

The trip back to my house was interesting. We had taken Justine's explorer because my truck was full of rotting groceries. There wasn't room for three in front, so I had to sit in the back alone. Diane said that if Justine couldn't play on the way home, she wouldn't either.

When we got to the house we started stripping as soon as we got in the door. Except for Diane there was a trail of clothes from the back door to the bedroom. Diane kept hold of her clothes and set them on the chair near the bed. 

I picked Diane up and placed her in the center of the bed. I got on one side and Justine got on the other. We started our kissing and licking at her ears, moved down till we were both trying to kiss her mouth and then moved on down her neck and down to her chest. We were moving a little faster than I usually do when I am making love to Diane, but she was getting it from two sides at once. We each locked onto a tit and licked and sucked them vigorously. Seemingly in unison we moved on down to her navel and then on down to her hips. Diane had her first cum when we got to her navel. By the time we got to the backs of her knees she was well on her way to a second. That occurred while we were sucking her toes. 

Justine and I split up then. I moved up between her thighs and Justine went back to kissing her lips and all around her face. As I got to her pussy Diane climaxed again and seemed to be in continuous orgasm as I licked her labia and that marvelous clit. She almost leaped off the bed as I touched her taint and then her asshole. 

"Fuck me Aaron, fuck me damn it." Diane then turned over onto her knees and told Justine to get on the bed with her legs spread. "I want to eat you as Aaron fucks me from behind."

Justine did as she was told and I moved into position behind Diane. She was so wet that there was no need of lube. I just shoved in smoothly. Diane gasped and the Justine did also as my action pushed Diane's nose directly into Justine's cunt. From then on Diane rocked back and forth between my dick and Justine's pussy. Every time her mouth went into cunt she would rock back and meet my thrust into her. Justine's legs went over Diane's shoulders and her feet met my stomach every time I bucked into Diane's cunt. 

After ten or fifteen minutes of this Justine suddenly went off like a rocket and I followed suit quickly. Diane had been cumming almost non-stop since I had entered her and the clenching and spasming of her pussy walls is what got me off so fast. 

We collapsed forward onto the bed and I rolled off of the girls. Diane's face was buried in Justine's belly and no one had the energy to move. 

After a few minutes Diane crawled up Justine's body like it was a ladder and placed her pussy right over Justine's mouth.

"Would you like to clean me up?" she asked. 

Justine just pulled her down to her mouth and began slurping energetically. 

Diane then motioned for me to move up where she could get to my prick. I got up and put it directly in front of her and she licked our accumulated juices off of me. 

All day Sunday was spent in the bed with me fucking first one, then the other and them sucking each other when I was unable to service them. 

I woke up Monday morning to my alarm and I was alone. There was a note on my kitchen table saying that they would be over tonight to christen my new bed. I hoped that I would be able to help them, but at that point I was not too sure that I would.

That night after school they were waiting for me, and our sex was very slow and sensual, with me alternating between them till I finally unloaded into Justine. Since we all had to get up the next day there was only one bout, but they promised to make up for it Friday. 

Tuesday morning I got a call from Tom Ward asking me to get the afternoon off and come over and talk to his boss. 

When I got over there I was ushered into an office, Tom Ward was there and introduced me to his boss, Mr. Johnson. 

"Mister Wilson," he said, "I've read the report your school sends out and talked with some of your teachers. Everything says that you will do well, and Tom here tells me that you are a serious and hard working young man. Those are the qualities we look for but have a hard time finding in a potential employee. That you are a veteran also speaks well for you. We just have a few questions for you before we make an offer." For the next hour those two put me through a quiz on networking and programming that would have made my teachers blanch. I realized after about 15 minutes that it was a good thing that I had been working so hard at school. These guys weren't fooling around and if I tried to bullshit them I'd be out the door on my ass. My teachers may know the academics of the subject, but these guys knew it from experience. 

Finally Mister Johnson called a halt to the interrogation. "Well, Mister Wilson, Tom was right, as usual. You meet our needs pretty closely. Would you consider quitting your present job and going to school full time while we pay you for it? We'll triple your present salary while you are in school, and after graduation you would work for us at fifty thousand a year to start, with bonuses and incentives. We always need bright young people like you."

I was shocked to say the least. I just couldn't believe my luck. I looked over at Tom, and he was smiling like a Cheshire cat. "That sounds great, Sir. Why would you want to pay me while I'm in school though? I'm going to finish regardless."

"There are a few classes that we would want you to take that you aren't signed up for now that would give you a better background to work for us. Also, by going full time you will finish sooner. Normally we would offer someone in school a job after they got done and just guide their class choices a bit. If they change their minds later we don't lose much, but Tom here assures me that once you agree on something, you won't renig."

"Thank you, Sir. I accept." I turned to Tom, "Thank you for having faith in me Tom, I won't let you down."

"I know you won't, Son. I guess my grandchild will be well taken care of now, and I'm sure its mother will be very proud of you."

Mr. Johnson said to get back to them within a few days to sign contracts and Tom said he would help me out with it all. I'm not quite sure how I got home, but when I did I called Justine and Diane and gave them the news, and called my boss and gave notice. He told me to finish out the week and wished me luck. 

Diane threw in the next wrench Friday night, when she asked Justine if she bowled or not. 

"I've gone a couple of times with friends, but I'm not any good, Diane. I know that you and Aaron go every Saturday, I would think that you would want to keep that as a private time."

"No, dear, there is no reason to go without you, we are a team now. Aaron can teach you how to bowl. He has done wonders for me. You should be able to do very good Justine."

Oh joy, put me on the spot, why don't you? We had a good time that night, and Saturday morning I awoke with a head on each shoulder. I never slept on my back before, but suddenly that was the best way to go. I had an urgent need to take care of, so I did my best to extricate myself without waking my loves. When I got back from the bathroom they had moved together into the warm spot. I pulled on a pair of shorts and headed out to make breakfast. The bacon was almost done and I was removing the orange rolls from the oven when I was enclosed in a soft and pleasantly scented grasp. 

"Good morning, Aaron, do we have time for a shower before breakfast, or should we eat first?"

"You can go ahead and shower, Justine, I'll wait till you are done to do the eggs. Just remind Diane that there is no time for playing, we need to get to the bowling alley." 

Teaching Justine to bowl had a couple of problems up front, Justine was tall and her feet were large. Not unattractive type large, just very large for a woman. The bowling alley did not stock shoes that would fit her. In order for her to be comfortable in the shoes I would have to buy a pair for her. I just hoped that they had shoes in stock that would fit her. This lane had a pretty good pro shop, so the chances were good. Justine could wear men's shoes if she had to, but with the normal narrow women's foot they would have to be tied super tight, and would still be loose. The other problem was with Justine's large hands. The balls stocked for use in the bowling alleys were made for the normal sized hands of 99% of the customers. Justine's hands were the size of most men, but she couldn't handle the weight of a man's ball. Women used 11 to 14 pound balls; while men used 15 to 16 pound ones. Until I built up her strength Justine would drop the heavier balls. I was going to have to buy her three balls one each in 12, 13, and 14 pounds. I would start her out on the 12 pound one, and move on as she progressed. I had no doubt that she would do well, I had seen her play volleyball and she was very athletic. 

When we got to Star Lanes to play the first thing I did was take both girls into the pro shop. I figured that if Justine was going to get new shoes and a ball, then Diane should too. The owner was very glad to see us. I explained what I wanted to him, and we first took care of fitting the girls for a ball. Fitting for a ball is not difficult, but it can take a while. We wanted to get that done and while the ball was being drilled, we could pick out the shoes. 

Justine picked out balls for both of them with Diane's permission. She got a bright green one for Diane, and an orange one for herself. I chose bags to match the balls. 

While the owner drilled the balls his wife helped the girls find shoes to fit. They didn't have the style Justine wanted in her size, but I ordered it secretly later while she was in the restroom. The one shoe they had that would fit her was very plain, but of good quality. Diane didn't care what her shoes looked like, but there was a pair that looked like moccasins that she said felt great. 

The balls weren't done yet, so we went on out and got a lane and got prepared to bowl. As we got changed I explained to Justine about the shoes. The right shoe was meant for grip and to permit a firm push off. The left shoe had a smooth patch under the ball of the foot to allow for a slide. Shoes for left handed folks were opposite.

I took Justine through a proper four step approach and determined her starting point. A bowler has to approach and slide so as to end up within a couple of inches of the fowl line that marked the beginning on the lane. There was a laser at the line which would trigger a fowl light when the bowler slid into the beam. This was considered a missed turn, and any pins hit would automatically be reset. The lights were not on now, but they would be in league play, so it is best to act like they are live all the time. 




Blind Leading Blind Ch. 03



Justine picked up the game quickly and within a few weeks was scoring better than Diane on at least one game of each set. She would need time and practice to get Diane's consistency though. 

Things went along well for a few months. Diane confirmed that she was carrying twins, and as she started to show, Justine also quit having periods. It was when I tried to move on to the next step, marriage, that my life again got more interesting.

We had gotten into a routine. 

Since I had transferred to school full time I again had my evenings more or less free. I rarely needed more than an hour to study, so I could spend more time with my ladies. Monday and Tuesday were for Diane, Wednesday and Thursday for Justine, Fridays were for dating. One week I would take out Diane, and the next Justine. We went to movies and restaurants and especially dancing. Both girls loved to dance. 

The weekends were for all three of us together; to include Saturday morning bowling. 

This was great fun, but I was not satisfied. It all seemed too shallow. I wanted more. I wanted us all to live together permanently. For that I needed a bigger house, and for at least one of them to marry me. My preference would be Justine. I would be just as happy with Diane, but I wanted a wife. 

This proved to be a problem. 

I had already asked Diane and gotten turned down. I asked if she had changed her mind and she said no. She was with me first, so I wanted to give her the option before asking Justine. 

Justine got very quiet when I popped the question. 

"Aaron, you don't need to do this. I will move in with you and be your concubine without being married."

"No you won't. I want at least one of my children to bear my name and be my heir."

"We can do that with a lawyer and judge. Marriage is not necessary."

"But Justine, I love you and I want you to marry me."

"Diane and I have talked this over quite a bit Aaron. If you had asked me this a couple of years ago, I would have jumped at the chance, but now we think that you have settled for us too quickly. We have decided that you are in love with the idea of being in love, not with us. You don't think you can do any better than two ugly chicks so you aren't looking anymore for someone that might suit you better."

"Neither of you is ugly. I quit looking because I don't need to find anyone else, I found what I want."

"We don't agree. We think that you should go out with a beautiful woman, and after you have had her, if you still want me to marry you, I will."

"That's a great idea," the sarcasm was dripping off my tongue. "And just how am I supposed to get one of those stuck up bitches to go out with me? They never would before."

"There is a woman where I work who has been asking me to set you up with her. She saw you when you were taking me to work last month while my car was in the garage. I told her you were a cousin helping me out. No one at my work knows about us, and I want to keep it that way. She has been bugging me so much I just want to shut her up."

"Let me get this straight. You want me to go out on a date with this woman to prove that I love you and to shut her up by showing her that I am a lousy date."

"Not quite. I want to prove to you that you don't really love Diane or me. You just like the sex. I want you to charm your way into this woman's pants and fuck her into next week. She only wants a one-night stand, and then she'll be quiet and quit bugging me. Then we can forget about this marriage talk and just live for the fun of it."

I didn't know what to say, I knew that she was wrong, I just didn't know how to prove it. 

"I'll set it up for this Friday." she said.

"But I was going to take you dancing this Friday."

"Great, take her and sweep her off her feet."

I was hurt that she could think I didn't mean it when I said that I loved her, but I couldn't see any way to get out of this without losing her and possibly Diane too. 

I talked to Diane about this the next night. She said that she agreed with Justine and that that was one of the reasons that she had refused to marry me when I asked her before Justine came into our life. By this time Diane was showing quite a bit. She looked like she had swallowed a small watermelon. Normal missionary style sex was not comfortable for her but her libido had not declined at all, if anything it was working overtime. While we were having this conversation she was sitting on top of me with my dick up inside of her slowly rocking back and forth.

"You need a harsh input of confidence Aaron. You don't think that a beautiful woman would be interested in you. You put yourself down more than Justine or I ever did. You almost blew it with Justine because of your lack of confidence. We can't really let ourselves love you until you see yourself as a good-looking guy who could have anyone you want. We are both afraid that when someone more attractive than us comes along you'll leave. Take this girl out and see for yourself that you don't have to settle for the ugly ducklings when you could be dating a swan. We hate to do it this way, but if you don't go out with this woman Friday night, you will not see either of us again."

Talk about your ultimatums. I guess I was going out with a bitch Friday. 

Friday night I went to the address Justine had given me and rang the doorbell. 

A pleasant voice called out, "just a minute."

I waited on the step and shortly the door opened and a very lovely woman opened the door. 

"Hello Aaron, do you remember me?"

"Cathy Campbell, It has been a while. It's nice to see you. Is my date ready?"

"Yes, I am."

"YOU?? I figured it would be your roommate."

"I don't have one, but if you would rather not go out with me, I'll understand."

"Is Justine aware that we know each other?"

"Yes, I congratulated her on finding such a nice guy to date. She told me all about you and Diane when she met you at the school, and then later when you started dating her. Justine has worked for me for the last year or so, and I knew her at school as well."

"If you know all about us, why are you going out with me? Aren't you afraid of hurting her?"

I was in a quandary now. I had known Cathy since her family moved into my neighborhood the summer before I started sixth grade. She had been lonely and my friends and I had taken her in and made her one of us. She was a total fox even then, but she didn't seem to know or care and became a member of our group. Then when we got to junior high, she had moved into the cheerleader crowd and the rest of us just ceased to exist to her. I don't think we had spoken two words to each other in ten years. I resented the attitude of superiority her new friends had and how they treated us with contempt. 

For tonight, I decided to play it by ear and see if I could figure out what Justine had in mind. Her brain was just too devious for this to be as simple as it seemed. I was sure that Justine knew nothing about my history with this woman, or how I felt about her. 

"This was her idea, Aaron. I don't date much now, and she said that you and she weren't serious. I didn't want to intrude, but she insisted. I can understand if you don't want to go out with me."

"I would be proud to take you out Cathy. I'm just a little surprised that you would want to be with me."

"Well, you are not quite the same guy I knew all those years ago, and Justine highly recommends you."

I was starting to get a little pissed now, so the bitch is willing to be seen with me now that I have a little money. Well we'll just see about that. I wonder how far I can get her to go? Then the realization hit me. I didn't care. It didn't matter to me a whit whether she liked me or not, and if she didn't go all the way, so what. Even with her looks she couldn't hold a candle to Justine or Diane. In fact, it might be fun to see how far I can go before she pushes me back. Thinking this I leaned over and kissed her, as strongly as I could. 

As I lifted my face from hers I said. "Now with that business out of the way, let's go have some fun without worrying about the end of the night."

"Thank you Aaron, that is a hell of a way to start the date."

I surprised myself by actually having fun. The fact that there was no pressure made it so that I was able to be open and casual with Cathy. This meant that she was also able to enjoy herself. I kept trying to grope her, being obvious and not apologizing at all. When she pushed my hand away from somewhere, I just tried again from a different angle. She gave in on the second or third try at each location. 

After dinner we went dancing at a local club. Each slow dance got me a little further until she finally said that she hadn't been out like this for a long time and she was getting tired. I asked for one more dance and she said okay, but only if it was a slow one. 

As the band started the next slow tune I held her up against me and leaned down to her ear. 

"What are you thinking Cathy? She murmured into my chest, "I was just thing that I felt very safe here in your arms." "Well, that depends upon what you are trying to protect."

"What do you mean Aaron?" "I was just thinking that it feels really good to have a large pair of tits pressed against my chest. I have never had that sensation before. I would like to remove your clothes and lay you down on a bed and lick the sweat out from under the swells of your breasts. Then I would turn you over and start at the nape of your neck and kiss my way down your back to the valley between your buttocks. Licking any stray perspiration from between them I would then massage out the panty lines under your cheeks with my lips and tongue." As I was saying this I was rubbing my hand up and down her spine. On the way down my fingers were spread to either side of her backbone and on the way up they were together and pressing directly onto the spine. "I would then move down to the tender skin behind your knees and nibble until you giggle. I would then go down your calves to those fantastic ankles, which almost got me to repeat seventh grade history. You had started wearing skirts and hose with penny loafers. You sat in front and to the right of me. I spent every day looking at your ankles. They were the best looking ankles in the school. Slim without being bony, and shaped just right." As I said this she snuggled in a little closer and gave a small giggle. "I would then move down to the bottoms of your feet and lick them completely, kissing the arches thoroughly. You would then have to turn over so I could suck each and every toe and lick between them. I would then return to the top and starting in the hollow of your throat begin to move down again paying the most attention to the inner elbow and wrist and navel. Your breasts would then get a lot of attention with sucking and nibbling figuring prominently. As I move down between your thighs I would have you hold your legs under the knees and pull them to your chest. That would allow me to give complete attention to your honey pot. Licking and kissing all around your pussy I would also lick your taint and anus. I would move back and forth between your anus and your clit. Stabbing my tongue into your ass and sucking and nibbling on your clit."

Just then Cathy pulled against me and shuddered. 

"Are you alright Cathy?"

"I'm more than alright Aaron, but I just totally soaked my panties."

I tried to keep from laughing out loud, but there was obvious amusement in my voice as I said. "Well then, why don't you go into the ladies room and take them off? Put them into your purse and clean yourself up and meet me at the door."

Cathy quickly agreed and took off for the loo while I took care of the bill. 

When we got to my truck, (I recently changed in my old Chevy for a nice new four door Dakota) I asked to see the panties. 

She pulled them out of her purse and I asked if I could have them as a memento. 

"Are you sure you don't want me to wash them first?"

"No way, hand them here please"

When she handed them to me I immediately put them up to my face and inhaled very deeply, I then proceeded to lick her juices from the gusset of her panties. 

"OHMYGOD, that is the sexiest thing I have ever seen. No man has ever given me an orgasm, but you have done it twice without even touching me, and I was fully dressed. Speaking of which, I just ruined this dress."

"That is because they ignored the biggest erogenous zone of all, your imagination."

"Would you take me home please Aaron? And when we get there would you do everything you just described to me?"

"That depends, could you lift your skirt a little higher while I drive? Not enough to expose everything, just enough to give me a hint."

She reached down and slowly slid her skirt up to over mid-thigh and kind of slid down in the seat a bit. I was beginning to realize just how submissive a personality I had here with me. I wonder if she had been this way in school?

"How's that Aaron; high enough for you?"

"Oh yeah, that looks better than in history."

"Did you really stare at my ankles and legs that much, and did you think they were the best in school?"

"I hate to admit this, but I'm an ardent admirer of legs and ankles, and yours were, and still are the best I have ever seen. I would usually get hard just looking at them, and even after all these years of not seeing you, I still think about them often. Every time I'm in a store or restaurant or somewhere and I see a great pair of ankles, I say to myself, good, but not as nice as Campbell's."

"That's hard to believe, but thank you anyway."

When we got to her place, I got out and went over to her door to help her out. She spread her legs to get out, and the skirt slipped up to expose her bush for a moment. Light brown, and not trimmed but not thick.

I held her hand and walked her to her door. 

"Thank you for a very delightful evening Cathy. At times I think I recognized the foxy little girl I first met all those years ago. I appreciate the opportunity to get acquainted with her again."

"Are you going to kiss me goodnight Aaron?"

"No, I did that to start the date, remember?"

She laughed. "That's right, you did. Well wouldn't you like to come in for a while? Maybe just talk a little bit?"

"That's okay Cathy; we can just end it here." I suddenly realized that I had acted like an ass most of the evening and I wasn't feeling too good about myself at this point. 

"Please come in Aaron, you at least have to do some of the things you described to me."

"That turned you on huh?"

"You wouldn't believe how much."

Just then I pulled her panties out of my pocket and lifted them to my face and inhaled deeply.

"I just might have an idea."

She blushed down to her cleavage. 

"Look Cathy, we don't have to go any further, the date was fun and I would be happy to end it now."

"Don't you want to have sex with me Aaron? Am I not pretty enough for you? I thought that you might want me after what you said earlier."

"That was just a little play on your imagination Cathy, not a promise of intentions."

"What if I want it to be? Nobody has ever done anything like that to me and I would really like to know what it feels like."

"You are kidding me, you were one of the most sexually active girls in school, and no one ever took you around the world?"

"I've never been taken around the block, I never had an orgasm from a man until you gave me two tonight. I thought that I was frigid, I never got off with sex and I thought that it was my fault."

"What did Ricky do, just pull your pants off and stick it in?"

"Yes."

"And you let him do it again? What an idiot."

With that statement she just broke down and started to cry. I really felt like a heel, so I moved up and put my arms around her. I opened the door and took her into the house and sat on the sofa with her.

"I'm sorry Cathy, that just came out. I can't believe that anyone, especially someone as smart as you, could let something like that go. All you had to do was say no and stop dating him. You could have gotten dates with guys who were a lot more caring and would want to see you satisfied. Not all the guys at our school were assholes like Ricky Blakely and his friends."

"I thought that that was how it was supposed to be. All my friends seemed to enjoy it and so I figured it was me."

"Well, that is not how it is supposed to be. The man should take as much time and effort as needed to make sure that the woman enjoys sex. If she doesn't like it, why would she want to do it again?"

"Please Aaron, Justine said that you were a gentle and considerate lover and would make me feel good about myself again. I can understand if you don't want to have anything to do with me, but I would really like you to."

"Justine said that huh? She told me that you thought that I was her cousin. What do you know about my relationship with her and Diane?"

"She said that you had gotten Diane and her pregnant and that you were having sex with the both of them on a regular basis. She said that what I needed was to be properly made love to, and that you would be able to do it. I couldn't believe that she was willing to share you, but she said that she and Diane already shared, so it wouldn't be a bother."

At this point my heart sank. I understood the devious nature of Justine's plan now. She wanted to prove to me that I could have a beautiful girl if I wanted to and help out a friend at the same time. 

"Would you have gone out with me if Justine hadn't set this up?"

"I'm not sure. I haven't been feeling too good about men in general for a long time. I haven't been on a date since the senior prom."

I held her close and started stroking her back. That she hadn't been on a date for so long was not natural. Cathy must have been turning down guys left and right. She was a very beautiful woman and men would be hitting on her every day. I could imagine the reputation she must have at work. The guys there probably called her a bull dyke bitch. My heart went out to her and I knew I would have to do my best for her.

I slowly lifted her to her feet and asked her which way to her bedroom. She pointed to a door and we went in and sat on the bed. I started by kissing the tears from her cheeks and pressing my lips over her eyes. I then kissed her strongly, pressing my mouth to hers and probing inside with my tongue. Her mouth opened to me and gave no resistance at all, but she was not kissing back, she was completely passive. 

I worked on removing her blouse and bra while I was kissing her and moved down to her chest. I licked the sweat from under her breasts as I told her I would, but I paid no further attention to them.

I pulled her skirt off, her panties were already gone, and turned her over onto her front. 

I did just as I had described to her on the dance floor and I could feel her arousal climbing by the tenseness of her muscles. 

Things went well until I finished with her feet and tried to move back to the top to begin again. 

As I slid up between her legs she bucked up suddenly and grabbed my head and jammed it between her thighs. 

"Please don't torture me anymore. Lick my pussy, I've never been this hot before and I can't stand it. Please get me off, please make me cum, and don't make me wait any longer. 

With my face plastered into her cunt I couldn't very well refuse. I reached up and massaged her tits and pinched her nipples as I licked up and down around her pussy. I parted the labia with my tongue and licked the inner surface. Her moisture was almost pouring out by this time and I strove to lick it all up. I licked her taint and brown bud and the licked the sheath over her clit. I then went back to her asshole and tried to press my tongue in. After a little pressure I got most of my oral digit into her ass and she moaned with her voice climbing higher and higher. I then moved back to her clit and put two fingers into her vagina and finger fucked her while sucking on her clit. 




Blind Leading Blind Ch. 03



Her moans kept getting higher until she suddenly stiffened and her vaginal walls clamped down on my fingers and she got a lot wetter. Cathy's moans turned into a scream and she flopped back onto the bed and literally collapsed.

I moved up beside her on the bed and slowly stroked her abdomen. 

Cathy turned her head towards me and smiled. "So that's what it is like for a guy to go down on me?"

"Not all the time," I said, "sometimes it is just for foreplay, not a complete sex act in itself. 

"Fuck me now Aaron, please let me know if I can feel that good with a man's cock." 

"I don't have any protection Cathy."

"Don't worry about it Aaron, I can't get pregnant anymore."

I was also worried about disease; after all I had two pregnant women at home. Nothing was worth any harm coming to the children, but then I realized that Justine would never have put me into a position where that would be possible. 

I rolled over onto Cathy and she parted her legs to allow me entry. I propped myself on my right arm and reached down to grab my cock with my left. I rubbed the head in Cathy's moisture and placed it at her entrance. Pressing lightly I slid the head into heaven. She was tight and moist and burning-up hot. 

"OOHH GOD that feels good, it never felt good before. You're making me feel full. GOD that's good."

I slowly pressed in further till our pubic hairs mingled. I could feel her stretching almost as much as a virgin, which I knew she most definitely was not. 

I started a slow movement with a grind each time I bottomed out. It was strange because Cathy just could not seem to get the rhythm. She kept acting as if I was going to just pump her as fast as I could. 

"Take it easy babe, we're in no rush. Doesn't this feel good?"

"It feels great, but I don't know how to do it this way."

"Just relax and follow me, I won't start speeding up until you are building up to a climax. I can tell when that is so just relax and let me lead, just like in dancing."

"Yeah, the horizontal mambo. Thank you Aaron, I've never felt this good before."

"Less talk and more action, Milady, your problem is that no one has ever touched you who actually cared about you before. Love is more than just the physical act; there is a mental component as well."

She was beginning to get the idea now. As I thrust into her she would meet me almost halfway. 

Suddenly she started crying. 

I paused and asked. "Are you all right? Should I stop?"

"No please don't stop. I just realized that I wasted my whole life and missed out on so much. You have already given me more pleasure than I have ever had before and you have only begun. I can't believe I let that asshole take so much from me without giving anything back. He stole my youth."

As she was saying this I picked up the pace a bit and she would push back at me and wrapped her arms around me and sobbed into the hollow of my neck. 

I picked up the pace again as I could feel her orgasm building. I put my arms under her knees and pushed her legs up to her chest. I began driving my hips into her harder and harder. I put my right hand down between us and rubbed the base of her clit.

Cathy was gasping between sobs and all at once stiffened and yelled out in surprise. "I'M CUMMING, I'M CUMMING, OH GOD I CAN'T BELEIVE IT I'M CUMMING!"

I held myself still, pressed into her as far as I could go. She reached up and grabbed my face and kissed me like a mad woman. She just kept saying thank you, thank you, and thank you in between kisses.

As I felt her settle down from her orgasm I began stroking again, letting her legs down I pumped slowly and as I felt her moving toward another climax felt my own build. She was in rhythm with me now and her pussy felt like molten molasses. I started throbbing within her and just as she crashed again I joined her. I was grinding my pubic bone against her clit as I pumped a full load into her cunt. 

As soon as she relaxed I slid down and licked her pussy. I cleaned out the cream pie with gentleness and gusto.

"Please, you don't have to do that."

"Of course I don't have to, but I most definitely want to. Diane and Justine do it to each other most of the time and won't let me."

I lifted up and settled to the bed beside her and cuddled up with my arms around her shoulders. I pulled her close to me and said. "Lets take a break for awhile. I've got a few questions I need answered."

"After lovemaking like that I can certainly answer a few questions."

"Okay, so why haven't you been dating for the last few years and why me now?"

She kind of slumped in my arms and when she spoke it was to my chest. 

"My therapist said that it was time for me to stop being afraid of men and start dating again. I was willing, but none of the men I knew seemed to be the type I needed. They were all aggressive and assertive; I needed someone a little milder for a first time. I needed reassurance that not all men were arrogant pricks. I asked Justine for help and she suggested you. She said that you would treat me like a lady and make me feel good about myself again. I can't believe how right she was."

"But why were you in therapy, what made you so set against men and so afraid of them?"

"Did you ever hear any stories about the senior prom?"

"No, all I knew was that you never came back to school afterward and didn't show up for graduation."

"Well that was because I was in the hospital with a nervous breakdown. At the prom Ricky drugged me and gave me to his friends. He had decided that he wanted to break up with me so that was how he did it. The last thing I remembered was him taking me out the door and Bill McDonald was there with four or five other guys and Ricky pushed me to them and laughed. I was stumbling and when Bill grabbed me I passed out. The next thing I knew I woke up in the bleachers at the stadium, naked and covered in semen. It was leaking out of every hole and puddling under me. I started screaming and screaming until the police got there and took me to the hospital. It was three days before I could talk and two months before I made any sense. They sent me home after a week, and since I couldn't identify any of the rapists until months later, it was just hushed up. I never did remember exactly what happened that night, but I would occasionally get flashbacks over the next few years and start screaming again."

"After I finally started noticing my surroundings I found out that Ricky had taken my sister home and raped her and got her pregnant. My parents wouldn't let her have an abortion like they did me, so they made Ricky marry her. Mom said that after my abortion ruined me for having children they weren't going to take that chance with Stephany."

"You mean to tell me that this son-of-a-bitch had you gang raped, raped your sister, and was rewarded by getting to marry poor little Stephany. What the hell were your parents thinking? If you had been my daughters I would have castrated the bastard and made him eat his own balls, and I may still do it."

"They were afraid of him, they always had been. And promise me you won't try to get back at him Aaron; he's a dangerous man with dangerous friends."

"He is not half as dangerous as you think. I won't make a promise I can't keep Cathy. He needs to be taught fear."

All of a sudden the full import of what Justine had gotten me into hit. 

"You chose me to be your first after such an experience? I can't tell you how honored I am, and I don't see how I can live up to your and Justine's expectations."

"You have already exceeded mine. I didn't know that sex could feel so good. You have awakened things in me that I didn't know existed. You have touched places, which have never before been touched. Gave me pleasure to blank out all the pain. I can never thank you enough for this Aaron."

Then she broke out in tears again. 

"I'm ruined, I can't get enough nerve to try to find someone like you. It took all the courage I had just to go out with you and let you in here. I can't take anymore. I'll never find someone who can make me feel like you do, there are just too many assholes to go through. I can't do it, I just can't!"

By then she was almost yelling. I could hear an edge in her voice that frightened me. This girl needed help in the worst way, and I meant more than a mercy fuck.

"I'm sorry Cathy, but I already have more women than I can handle now. But I think that I have an idea if you are willing to trust me."

"I don't care, it just doesn't matter anymore. I can't go on like this and anything you do won't be any worse so go ahead."

I reached out to the side of the bed and grabbed her phone. I called Diane's house and got her mother.

"Is Diane there please, this is Aaron."

"No dear, she went over to your place a little while ago. She said that she was going to wait for you to get back."

"Thank you Madge, goodbye."

I then called my own number.

"Hello" said a weak little voice.

"Diane? This is Aaron dear, I'm coming home shortly and I'm bringing company. Please stay there because I'm going to need some help."

"Are you bringing your beautiful new girlfriend home and need to help get our stuff out?"

"No dear, I'm bringing home a poor soul who needs a lot more help than Justine thought. Her idea just opened up a whole new can of worms and I am definitely going to need your help to stuff them back in. Besides, I don't need a new girlfriend, I have two beautiful ones already that I love more than I can say."

"Then why are you bringing her here?"

"I can't say right now, but you'll understand when we get there, trust me honey, you know I would never hurt you or Justine."

"Okay Aaron, I'll play along for now, but it had better make sense pretty soon."

"It will dear, it will,"(I hope) "see you soon."

I put up the phone and turned to Cathy. She had her head in a pillow and was crying softly. I put my hand on her shoulder and shook her lightly, "come on Cathy. Get up and get dressed. You get to meet someone old and someone new. I also need you to pack an overnight bag with a change of clothing suitable for a date like tonight was."

"Not another blind date, no way, I won't do it. Get out of here and leave me alone."

"No I won't. You don't have any choice in this right now because you are not rational. I will not leave you alone like this and I can't stay here so you have to come with me. Now get moving before I have to spank you." Saying this I swatted her bare ass one time to get her attention and to let her know that I wasn't bluffing. 

"OUCH!! Okay, okay, I'll get dressed but I won't go on another date. I won't be your charity case."

"Yes you will because you deserve a lot more charity than you've ever gotten. I have a plan to help you out, but it could blow up in so many ways. You are going to have to take an active part in your recovery, but the results should be well worth the effort."

"What are you talking about? What recovery, what part?"

"You will find out when the time is right. For right now just do as I say and pack a bag. I need to get home before Diane freaks out and leaves."

When we got to my house I found Diane sitting on my couch with a worried expression on her face. I pushed Cathy down onto the couch next to Diane and knelt on the floor in front of the blind girl and put my hands on her legs. 

"Diane darling, this is Cathy Campbell. We have known each other since sixth grade and she has had a lot of problems with men. She needs someone who will care for her and be gentle with her. I'm going to set her up with David."

She sat there for a minute with a thoughtful expression on her face. "David would definitely be gentle enough, but you do know that his heart is already taken don't you?"

Diane knew my best friend well after being with me for so long. What she didn't know is that David had had a crush on Cathy Campbell since we had first met her. He had never had the courage to approach her, but all other women paled beside her in his mind. 

"You told me that he called you by another name when you went shopping with him last month, do you remember what it was?"

"Of course I do, he called me..." she got a dazed expression "Cathy."

"That's right dear, this is that Cathy. David has been in love with her since we were all twelve years old."

I then turned to Cathy, "You are going to have to make a decision now Cathy. You are going to have to decide whether or not you actually want love or if you want more of what you have already had."

"What do I need to do?"

"You need a little attitude adjustment. Did I act suave to you last night?"

"Yes, you were very calm and confident in yourself."

"Well I'll tell you why it seemed that way; it was because I didn't care. It didn't matter to me at all whether or not you liked me or wanted anything to do with me later. That is the attitude that has to change. You have never gone out with anyone who cared. But when you meet David, he will care. As far as he is concerned this will be the most important date of his life and you are going to have to take control. This could do so much damage. I'm going to trust you with my best friend's soul. All I ask is that you give him a chance to show you how much he cares."

"Who is this you are talking about, I don't remember a David."

"He was called Davey by most of us when we met you. He was a kind of chubby looking kid with big glasses."

"Oh, I remember him now. He was always so quiet." 

"And he still is now, but he's not chubby anymore. He is two hundred and fifty pounds of muscle and he runs his own company, Jenkin's Security. While I was spending time working in a supply room in the Army David was in the military police."

"You really didn't care Aaron?"

"I'm sorry Cathy, but I don't think I can ever forget how you treated us after we got to junior high. I can forgive you, but I'll never forget and when the evening started I still felt a lot of resentment. So no, I didn't care how the evening went. That is why I was able to be so slick. David won't be able to do that. He may not be able to speak to you for the first while. You are going to have to ignore that and wait till he gets comfortable enough to open up to you. If you do you will not be sorry. David is the kindest, gentlest man I know, even if he looks like an angry bear."

"He is a very gentle man with a kind voice, Cathy. I could feel the compassion in him the first time we met," Diane said.

"I barely remember him," Cathy said, "all I can recall is a boy who could never look at me. He would always be off in the distance all through school. I don't know that he ever actually spoke to me."

"He has always had trouble with women, Cathy," Diane said. "He has had a few girlfriends, but they never stay long. I think they may have all been fighting a losing battle against a woman they never met. It's hard to compete with a goddess."

"And that is the other attitude which has to be broken," I said. "You have got to let David see that you are human, that you can make mistakes and can love him."

"And just how do I do that? Should I tell him how I got into this situation?"

"OH Lord, don't do that. If you tell him about prom night we'll both lose him. He'll go out and kill Ricky and all the others without any care about being caught. You can tell him that you were raped, but not by whom or how Ricky caused it. He was also very fond of your sister, so you can't tell him why she married Ricky."

I figured that it was time for a change of pace. I needed to get things calmed down somewhat. It was four AM and none of us had gotten any sleep last night. I also needed to talk to Justine and I was sure that she would require some reassurance that I wasn't going to run away with Cathy.

"Diane, do you know where Justine is tonight?"

"She is at her mother's house Aaron. She didn't want to be here or alone when you got back."

"Okay, I'm going to call her and set things up for tonight, and probably gripe a bit about her getting us into this situation. You two go into the bedroom and get some sleep, I'll take the couch."

Cathy spoke up, "I'll take the couch. I've already been too much trouble. What would you have been doing if I weren't here?"

"Well tonight was Aaron's turn to take Justine out, so by now they would be in the bed fucking like bunnies." Diane gave a large smile as she said this. "In a couple of hours I would normally join them."

"You mean I took Justine's night from her? I feel so guilty. If Aaron really didn't care what I felt, then I can only imagine how good he must make you and Justine feel. I don't know how you can stand so much pleasure all the time. I wish I could see that."

"Then why don't you join us, take Justine's place this morning and see how he treats me. Then I'll get a chance at those big tits Justine says you have."

Cathy blushed, "Don't we need to ask Aaron, and do you think he can do it again so soon?"

"I think we can probably get him willing enough, Cathy."

I could see that I wasn't going to get much sleep right away and the thought of seeing Diane and Cathy together gave me an instant boner.

"Just a minute girls, I have to talk to Justine first. She needs to know what is going on and if I wait I'll never hear the end of it."

"Come on Cathy, he'll join us in a little while and I want to get to know you better, much better."

I called Justine. As I expected she wasn't sleeping any more than Diane had been. I gave her a rundown of the evening, to include my fucking Cathy, and told her what my plans were now. I said that we were going to give David a blind date with Cathy. We were going to accompany them and try to help. Since this was her fault, and also since I couldn't lie convincingly to David, she got to call him and set it up. I also told her that I was about to join Diane and Cathy in bed and that I would miss her. "She is beautiful Justine, but she can't wrap her legs around my waist and still shove her tits into my face like you do."

"I love you Aaron and I will never doubt you again. Please be kind to her, she has had a rough time of it. I agree that the best possible course is for her and David to hook up, but boy is there ever a chance for disaster here."

"Don't I know it? I love you too dear and I know you were only trying to help, but I wish that this hadn't happened. Now you try to get some sleep and call David around noon. I'm going to take care of Diane and try to get some sleep too. We're all going to need it tonight. Goodbye Dear."

(To be continued)



Blind Leading Blind Ch. 04



I walked into the bedroom and saw Diane and Cathy sitting on the bed. Diane was naked and Cathy was topless. Diane was fondling one of Cathy's breasts and sucking on the other. Cathy was rubbing the back of Diane's head and had a bemused look on her face. 

As I walked into the room, Diane lifted her head from Cathy's tit and faced over in my direction.

"Justine was right Aaron, Cathy really does have big tits, and boy are they fun. I can't wait to see how she tastes."

"Don't you think you should ask her first?"

"Oh yeah. May I please taste you Cathy?"

As she was saying this Diane had continued massaging Cathy's tits and was talking into her neck right under her ear. 

"As you consider it Cathy, you might want to taste her too. Diane has a unique flavor. I don't have a lot of experience, but she is delicious."

Cathy looked up at me and said, "I've never done it with a girl before Aaron. What do I do?"

"Just relax and lay back. Diane will take charge. She and Justine do this quite often. I can't be ready all the time after all."

Cathy just sighed and leaned back onto the bed. Diane reached over and pulled Cathy's slacks and panties down and off. She then knelt between Cathy's legs and began to nuzzle between her thighs. 

I took off my clothes and went to the other side and climbed onto the bed. I took over on Cathy's tits where Diane had left off.

It didn't take long for Cathy to have her first orgasm. I had barely moved to the other tit when she started gasping and shivering. She let out a wail and shuddered. 

Diane moved out from between Cathy's legs and I shifted her over to the far side of the bed so I could give my attention to Diane.

"Oh Aaron, she is so different from Justine. She responds at different areas and the taste is just as nice but not the same. I could tell the difference even if you hadn't had Justine shave."

"I know dear, every woman is unique. It depends as much on their introduction to sex as much as it is physical. All Cathy has known is rape. Any tenderness shown to her will reap large rewards. How did you like your first experience with a woman, Cathy?"

"That was so gentle, you were very kind Aaron, but Diane was coaxing me instead of driving or demanding. I could just relax and be at peace. Thank you Diane, that was wonderful."

"You are welcome, Dear, maybe you would like to clean me up after Aaron is done. Justine and I both love cream pies."

While this conversation was going on I was moving Diane up onto her knees and positioning myself behind her. As far into her pregnancy as she was, missionary position was just not comfortable. She was already very wet from licking Cathy and all I needed to do was rub my cock in her substantial juices and enter her.

As I started to move in her, Diane rocked back an forth with me. After long experience with Diane I varied my speed to coincide with the spasms within her vagina. Doing this I could bring her almost to orgasm and then keep her at that peak to intensify the climax. 

Cathy roused herself enough to reach over and play with Diane's little titties. She shifted herself around so as to lick the aforementioned titties.

"You might want to be careful Cathy. Those puppies are primed and loaded."

"What do you mean Aaron?"

"I mean that Diane is already lactating; unless you want a taste you might not want to suck."

"Ohh, that sounds naughty, I just have to give that a try.

Putting action to words Cathy grabbed a nipple and proceeded to suck.

"Have you tried this Aaron?"

"Sure he has dear", Diane said, "but he doesn't like it nearly as much as Justine does. Justine says that by drinking my milk it will put a part of me into her child. I don't really subscribe to that theory but that's all right, I enjoy feeding Justine anyway."

Cathy looked up momentarily, "This is such a sweet taste; not at all like cow's milk. I love it."

"You are welcome to come back anytime Cathy, I'm not due for another month and Justine should start lactating soon as well. OOOOHH AARON!! YES YES YES, HARDER, FUCK ME HARDER."

After her first orgasm, I lay Diane on her side and spooned in behind her for a long leisurely fuck. This was much more comfortable for her but she usually didn't have time for this when we started; she wanted the first one to go quicker than this position allowed. As we moved together Cathy was shifting around and touching Diane everywhere, to include where we were joined. I could feel her fingers and lips there while I reached up to fondle Diane's tits. Cathy kept her concentration on the juncture of us as I started to speed up and stayed right with us as both Diane and I climaxed. 

When I pulled out Cathy even cleaned me up with her mouth.

"Oh wow, what a taste."

Diane rolled onto her back and raised her knees. "Try it down here Cathy, Justine and I love the mixed flavor of Aaron's cum and our juices."

Cathy dove into Diane's crotch and started licking like a dervish. Her ass was waving in the air at the foot of the bed and after I recovered I moved down and used my hand to increase her excitement. 

Her pussy was a swamp. It wasn't nearly this wet when I had made love to her earlier. I guess she was learning what it felt like to feel good. Soon she and Diane were both shuddering in release and Cathy flopped over onto the bed beside Diane. I moved over to Diane's other side and lay down.

"I could see what you meant Aaron. You had total concentration on Diane; all that mattered was her pleasure. No one could ever love me like that."

"Don't be so sure of that dear. David will be just as attentive if you give him the chance. He has had a crush on you since sixth grade, but you have to let him see that you are now much more than the girl he fell for, and that you are not unattainable."

We actually slept for a couple of hours, and then got up and ate. While we ate we talked about relationships, and love, and how to balance the two. Diane and I tried to get Cathy ready for the meeting with David tonight without making her so nervous she would collapse before we got there. 

I don't know what ruse Justine used to get David to the restaurant, but at 7 on the dot, the three of us were sitting at a table with Cathy's back to the door when Justine and David entered. 

I got up and met them a few steps away from the table. Justine reached out and gave me a big hug and a kiss that would fry eggs.

"I'm so sorry Aaron; I'll never test you like that again. My Good Samaritan intentions stepped in front of my common sense and got us all into trouble. I really had no idea that you had a history with Cathy, or just how much trouble she had had."

"That's all right, dear heart, it may work out for the best for all of us, but for now go over and apologize to Cathy while David and I have a little conversation."

Justine moved over to the table and I took David's arm and went to the bar. 

"Look here Aaron, I don't know what you and your girls have got in mind, but I don't fancy being set up with another loser to salve your conscience. I'll find a girl on my own thank you; I don't need your help."

"I know you will old friend. But then when you start to get serious about her, you'll think about Cathy Campbell and the romance will fall apart again. No woman in the world can stand up to your image of her, not even Cathy herself."

"It's not as bad as all that now. I haven't thought about Cathy in years. I'm over that boyhood crush."

"Then why did you call Diane by her name when you two were out shopping? She told me you know. She wasn't hurt, just confused."

"Shit! She said that I did that? I didn't know that I had."

"It's all right bud. We actually do understand."

"I'll apologize to her later, but why are you bringing this up now? I thought you had me over here for a blind date. Why bring up Cathy now?"

"David, until you get her out of your system, no other woman has a chance. That is why she is over at our table waiting for you."

The look on his face just then was almost comical. I've seen that look in cartoons, but never in real life.

"Hold it David! Before you think about running out; I've got a few things to tell you. Number one is that Cathy has been hurt, and hurt badly. She needs someone to help her find herself again. The only men she has ever been with have been assholes. She doesn't realize that her beauty keeps her isolated from guys who might actually care about her. The only men who ask out girls like her are conceited bastards who don't know how to love. She needs help and doesn't even know how to ask."

"How do you know all this Aaron? What suddenly made you an expert on love? Last year you couldn't get a date with a hundred dollar bill hanging out of your pocket."

"I have love now friend, and it feels so good I want to spread it around. This is your big chance to either have Cathy, or get over her. Don't blow it from fear. You may not think that you are good enough for her, but you are better than she has ever had. She just doesn't know it yet. Please come on over to the table and give it a chance. What do you have to lose?"

All the time I was speaking David was gazing at the table with the three girls at it in a kind of a daze. His features would switch back and forth from fear to adoration. He allowed me to tow him over to the table with only a little hesitation. I felt like I was leading a little boy to his doom. When we got to the table he couldn't even look up at her face. He was so afraid of what her expression would tell him. I knew that he was afraid of rejection. I didn't know what to do to break the ice. Luckily Diane was there.

"Hello David. We have someone we would like you to meet. This young lady is Cathy Campbell. She needs a date tonight and we thought of you. I hope you won't let us down."

David looked up then and his eyes met Cathy's. It was all over but the shouting then. David sat down without moving his gaze and Cathy seemed to melt in place. The silence was just starting to get embarrassing when I heard a voice that made my blood run cold. 

"Well look who's here, it's the slut of the town."

Of all the luck, it was Rickey Blakely. He sounded drunk and had walked up behind Cathy. He reached out and pushed her shoulder.

"Hey bitch, I'm talking to you. Be nice to your brother or I may have to take it out on your frigid sister. What in the hell are you doing sitting here with the freak show? I've never seen such a gathering of losers in my life."

Just then David reached up and took Rickey's wrist in his hand and clamped down. Blakely got a panicked look on his face and tried to pull away, but was unable to move as much as an inch.

"Get your hand off me tubby. I'll kick your fat ass."

David looked up at Rickey and coldly said, "If you want to use that hand again you'll apologize to my date. I couldn't do much of anything about it years ago when you talked shit about her, but I can now; and if you don't apologize to her I will damage you."

"What the hell are you talking about? I don't know you, you tub of lard."

"The name is David Jenkins asshole. The kid you used to beat up all the time back in school."

David must have squeezed harder then, because Rickey let out a squeak and his face got dead white.

I broke out laughing. I couldn't have scripted a better way to get David and Cathy together. Cathy was obviously still afraid of Rickey, and David was most definitely not. After he got done humiliating Blakely, Cathy would see that she could feel safe with him. 

I stifled my laughter and said, "I can't believe that you are still around Blakely. How have you survived being so stupid? If you would open your eyes you would see that the man who has a hold of your hand is not the chubby little boy you used to beat up for standing up for Cathy. While you were descending into oblivion he spent some time working for Uncle Sam. He now knows hundreds of ways to inflict pain and would love any excuse to use them on you."

Rickey looked at me like I was insane.

"And in case you are considering trying to make him let go, he teaches martial arts and can bench press a Buick."

Blakeley's eyes got real wide and he sputtered out an apology to Cathy, at which time David let him go. Rickey walked away rubbing his wrist and muttering something about Cathy's little sister.

David looked over at Cathy, "what is that he's saying about your sister? Is Stephany in danger?"

"Yes she is. They are married and have a little girl, Bethany. He beats Stephy from time to time, she is scared to call the cops because most of them know Rickey and won't do anything."

David pulled out his cell phone and pushed a button. "What is her address?"

When Cathy told him he spoke into the phone. "Gail, get the relief team over to three one two five Shasta Drive. They are to stay there and wait for the police to arrive. If they hear any violence within the house they are allowed to interfere." He then hung up and handed the phone to Cathy. "Call your sister and tell her that some people are on the way and will be there to help her. If Rickey does anything to threaten her she is to scream bloody murder and let the men in when they get to her door."

"But what about the police?"

"I'll take care of the police. The first thing to do is to get Stephy safe. She was always nice to me when I was mooning over you and I hate to think of her with that scum."

Cathy did as he asked and handed him the phone back. 

David pressed another button on the phone. "Hello Bill? This is David Jenkins. Have you had calls from Shasta Drive, Blakely residence, for domestic violence?" ... "You have, and why weren't they followed up?" ... "Well he is on the way over there with a lot of drunken anger I may have had something to do with. There will be charges made this time and I will make them stick. If he puts so much as a finger on her he will pay." ... "Yes, you need to dispatch a car. One of mine will already be there to help out. Thank you, I'll keep you in mind."

David stood up and took Cathy's hand. "We need to go over there and get a handle on the situation. Thank you Aaron, Justine, and Diane for setting this up, and remember that paybacks are a bitch."

Justine looked over at me and asked, "What the hell was that all about? What the hell happened here?"

I looked at her, "My best friend David finally got the attention of the woman he has loved for the last 12 years. He has also gotten the attention of the woman who has loved him for the last 12 years. Rickey Blakely abused both of them and David is going to clean his clock into next Thursday. Unless I miss my guess he is going to end up with both of them in love with him and he won't be jealous of me any more. By this time next year he'll probably be married to Cathy and have Stephany pregnant again."

Diane asked, "Why would he have Stephany pregnant and not Cathy?"

Justine spoke up, "Cathy can't get pregnant, she had a botched abortion a few years ago."

"Now ladies, I need some answers. We could just go on as we have been, but I don't feel comfortable raising my children in this situation."

Justine spoke with her eyes cast down. "If your proposal still stands, I would be very glad to accept it now. But first I have to apologize for getting you into this the situation with Cathy. I really thought that I could boost your confidence and help a friend know what a real man was like. I didn't want anyone to get hurt. I just didn't think it through."

"What hurt the most Justine was your lack of faith in me, thinking that I wanted to marry you because I was unable to get anyone better. I suppose I could feel the same; that you stay with me because I am the first man to pay you any attention. I don't know how it happened that we three got together, but it is fate that we are. I love you both for who you are inside. I hope that you feel the same for me, but my life would not be complete without both of you and our children in it. I want all of us to live together and share our love."

They were both crying by this time. 

"To this end we need a bigger place to live, and I want you both to move in with me. I have an appointment Monday with a realtor to look at a few houses I think will work for us. It is your option, Justine, as to whether we get married before or after the baby is born."

"I say that we do it before, Aaron. Diane, will you consent to be my co-wife? We will share Aaron in all things and Aaron will be father of record for your children. You will live with us and help raise the children. I love you as much as I do Aaron, and I want you to be my wife as well as his."

"Yes, yes, and yes. If you wait till I'm slim again, just a few of weeks, I can be your bridesmaid and help with the honeymoon."

"That sounds like a plan to me girls. Right now let us finish dinner and go to my place for some sleep. Since we missed our bowling this morning; how about we spend some time at the alley tomorrow to unwind?"

Both girls thought that was a good plan. I didn't expect much for when we got home, I was still tired and I knew that neither of my women had gotten much sleep the night before.

Despite my doubts, it didn't take long after we got to my place before all three of us were naked on the bed. I was feasting on Diane's luscious cunt while Justine was drinking her milk. I looked up and caught Justine's eye. I signaled for her to take over for me. When she had moved between Diane's thighs I moved around behind her and slid into her sweet pussy. Every time I thrust into Justine, her face would press into Diane's cunt. 

Diane started talking to me. "Fuck her Aaron, fuck her hard. Make her know who her man is. She humiliated you and distrusted you. Make sure she knows who she belongs to. Fuck her ass. She needs to be taken all the way. After I have my kids you are going to fuck my ass too. Make us yours."

I hadn't really thought about anal sex before, but in the heat of the moment it sounded good to me. There was a bottle of baby oil on the nightstand for rubbing into their pregnant bellies. I grabbed it and squirted it directly into Justine's anus. Pulling out of her pussy I squirted some on my cock and then pushed my thumb into Justine's ass hole. 

"How does that feel babe? Do you like my thumb in your ass? How about my dick? Do you want that in your ass?"

"Yes Aaron, that feels fantastic, put your cock in there now. Fuck my ass Aaron, make me yours. I'll never doubt you again."

Putting words to action I pressed my cock into her anus until the head popped through. Holding in place a minute to let her become accustomed, I then started to move slowly. Every thrust was a little deeper until my thighs were slapping against her ass cheeks. I couldn't believe the difference from her pussy. Instead of grasping my member the whole length like her pussy would, her ass just had pressure at the rectum. I could feel her poop chute with the head of my dick, but it was just there, no real pressure. The feeling was intense as all get out and I wasn't going to last long. Diane was screaming her orgasm when I felt the end approaching. My balls started to tingle and my cock felt like it had gotten harder by about 20 percent. Justine had moved her face out of Diane's hairy cunt and was panting and blowing like she was giving birth. Her hand was between her legs and as I started to come I almost didn't because her anus closed down so much the sperm had to build up enough pressure to get out. It was the strongest release I could remember, almost painful because she was squeezing so tightly.

That was it for that night. After Justine and I cleaned up in the bathroom; I cuddled up to Diane's back and placed my hands over her distended abdomen. Justine spread her long body along side of mine and we slept for the first time as a family.




Blind Leading Blind Ch. 04



David:

I could kick myself for not paying attention to the Campbells. Poor Stephany was married to Rickey Blakely and somehow he had damaged Cathy. The anger I had at that man had festered in my soul for years. I was going to have to be careful that I didn't give in to it. It looked like I was going to have two women to take care of and my going to jail would not be a good thing. 

I had kept a peripheral observation of Cathy, she was never entirely out of my mind. I knew that she worked in a large insurance company and didn't date much, but I wasn't aware of any problems that she had. I was uncomfortably aware of her hand on my arm as I led her to my Durango. 

As soon as I started up my beast the scanner came on and I heard the dispatcher send a car to a possible domestic disturbance on Shasta Drive. Cathy buckled in and I put it in gear. "Can you direct me to your sister's house from here?" When she nodded her assent, I moved on out of the parking lot. She pointed me in the right direction and hung on to the passenger strap tight as I wasn't wasting any time. 

I saw the charger with my company logo parked in front of a tan split-level national home. These houses were pretty nice when they were first built in the 60's, but by now they were running down and the area could best be described as a high priced slum to be. No sooner had I parked behind the car than a scream was heard from inside the house and my people jumped out of the car and ran to the house. I told Cathy to stay in the car and followed them. 

The door to the house crashed open and a blonde woman carrying a child came running out into the yard. She ran into the arms of one of my people. Behind her Blakely ran out of the house yelling something. My worker stepped in front of Rickey and the drunken fool tried to hit my guy. My people all receive training in self defense and most of them hold black belts in one discipline or another. 

Blakely was quickly on his back and silent. My man, Everson I saw now, stood back and waited for Rickey to regain his breath. This is the tableau that the police saw as they pulled up in front of the house. 

When he was able to talk again, Blakely tried to accuse us of causing the trouble, but the big hand print on Stephany's face and the matching one on the child's back told a different tale. 

The police put Rickey into cuffs and placed the raging punk into the back of their car. One of them called in the situation while the other came over to talk to Stephany. 

"Are you willing to press charges, Miss? The last time this happened you wouldn't."

Steph looked over at Cathy and me, "Tell her yes, Cathy, I'll protect her."

Cathy looked at me with a question in her eyes, "Are you sure, David? You hardly know us and Rickey has some very dangerous friends."

"So do I, Cathy, and my friends can trump his any day. Now tell your sister to press charges or I'm going to have to kill that slime ball." 

Cathy gave me a startled look, then addressed her sister, "Go ahead, Stephy, David says he'll protect you."

Stephany nodded her head and told the officer that yes, she would press charges. 

After that I informed the men that I would bring her down to the station tomorrow and they left with Blakely in the cruiser. 

I went over to Stephany, "Pack a bag for you and the kid, Steph. You are staying with me tonight." I turned to her sister, "Cathy, it's your choice as to where you stay. I don't think Blakely is likely to go after you right away, but I'll assign a team to watch over you if you wish."

Cathy didn't even pause, "I think my sister and I should take the chance to get to know you again, David. I'll stay with you as long as the offer is still open."

"Okay then, help her out and we'll go." I turned to my people "Everson, you and Thomas go on back to the ready room, and thank you for acting so quickly and appropriately. I don't think I could have restrained myself as well as you did."

They both waved at me and headed back to their car. I turned around and the girls were gone. 

I waited outside the front door for about 15 minutes, and then Cathy brought two suitcases out to the porch. "Take these, David, I'll be right back." 

I shrugged and took the cases to the back of my Durango. These damn things were heavy, what was she packing for an overnight stay? I got back to the porch just in time for Cathy to bring out a couple of garbage bags. 

"What the hell is going on, Cathy?"

"Stephy says that she will not come back to this house for any reason. If you can't protect her, then she is leaving town." She got a kind of smirk on her face, "Bethany wants to know if you are going to be her new daddy. What should I tell her, David?"

I think my jaw hit the ground. I had no idea what to say. Cathy laughed and went back into the house. I took the bags to the car and tried to figure out how all this had happened. I wasn't sure whether I owed Aaron a favor or a beating, only time would tell.

When I got back to the door, Cathy was waiting with another pair of bags. "Here, David, take one of these, they are the last. Come on Stephy, let's go see your new home."

When did I get suckered into housing Stephany and her child? Oh well, I did say that I would protect her. We weren't a big enough organization to have a safe house, just my place. 

Stephany went over to the car in the driveway and pulled out a child's car seat. I'm glad she thought of it, because I certainly didn't have one in my SUV. Cathy carried the last two bags and Stephany and the little girl followed us. After the seat and child were secure, we took off. 

My house and company offices were in the farmhouse and barn left to me by my Grandfather. He also left me enough money to start my security company. I headed on out McCarty Lane to the house. 

"So tell me, Stephany, how did you end up marrying Blakely? I thought you hated the way he treated Cathy."

"I did, David..." Cathy turned around and held her hand up 

to stop Stephany from talking. "Let's just say that he tricked her into marrying him, David, and now she wants to get away from him. Do you really need to know any more than that?"

"I didn't mean to pry, girls. I spent most of my time in high school hating that asshole and now I find that one of the sweetest girls I ever knew was married to him. I don't understand how that could be, that's all."

"Why did you hate him, David? I didn't think you two had anything in common," Cathy asked.

I sighed, this is not the conversation I wanted to have with my perfect woman. "Let's just say that we disagreed on something and let it go at that, Cathy. This is my house and there is plenty of room for all three of you. I don't have anything to take care of a child though, so I hope you brought all you will need."

"Its marvelous, David. It may be a little late to ask this, but do you have someone waiting here for you, David?"

"No, Stephany, there is no one waiting except for the dispatcher on duty. As long as I don't call over to the office, they won't bother me. I imagine that Everson and Thomas have let everyone know what is going on by now." I shook my head as we entered my house, "There are four bedrooms on the second floor, take your pick. I'll bring in the bags and when you are ready, we'll see what there is to eat in the kitchen."

"Which room is yours, David?"

"I have the downstairs room, Cathy. You may want to dust the beds upstairs, no one has used them for a while."

"And if I don't want to stay upstairs, David?"

"Then I'll take the couch, Cathy. I don't think I'm ready to go where you seem to be headed." I sighed and decided on honesty, "I've had a crush on you since I met you all those years ago, and the idea that you are ready to fall into my arms just doesn't feel right." I turned to Stephany, "And I know that you left something, or I should say a lot of things, out about your relationship with Rickey. I will house you and protect you as long as you need it, but I don't know about going any farther until I know more. You were always nice to me, Stephany, and I do want to help you, but I need some honesty here."

Cathy started crying and sat down on the couch. Bethany went over to her and hugged her leg. "Don't cry, Aunty Cathy, my new daddy is going to take care of us. Aren't you, Daddy?"

Oh damn, how do you say no to that? "Yes, Dear, I'm going to take care of you. But I'm not your daddy, Honey, I'm just a friend."

"But Mommy said that you were going to take us away from bad Daddy. Don't you want to be my new Daddy?"

"It's not that, Bethany, your Mommy has a big say in that, and I don't think that she wants me to be more than a friend." I turned to Cathy, "What is the matter, Cathy? Aaron said that you had been hurt, but he wouldn't say anything more about it. Is there anything I can do to help?"

"I doubt it, David. I don't think anyone can help me now, but I thank you for wanting to try. For now, we'll do as you ask and maybe it will all work out for the best." She stood up and took Bethany's hand, "Come on, Punkin', let's get you into bed. David will be here in the morning for you to talk to."

The three headed toward the stairs with little Bethany looking over her shoulder at me and waving. I headed out to get the bags, looks like my life has just gotten a lot more interesting.

I brought in the bags from the car and went into the kitchen to make something to eat. I decided on one of my dad's favorite things, a pancake supper. I made up a supply of batter and started the griddle heating. By the time the girls had come down I had a stack done and sausage heating to go with them. 

I piled a small stack in front of each of them, put the syrup and sausage on the table then sat down with my own stack. 

"All right girls, shall we talk a bit more? Cathy, all I know is that you left school after the prom, everyone figured that you had gone to get an abortion or to have a baby. How right were they?"

"Not at all, David. That happened the summer before our senior year, it was an abortion and it was botched, I can never have children now. I was attacked after the prom and I spent the next couple of months recovering."

She could see that I was getting hot by her statement, so she pleaded, "Please don't react too much, David. Aaron didn't want me to tell you because he was afraid you might go off half cocked."

"Aaron, huh? The boy doesn't have much faith in me, does he? What about you, Stephany? How did Blakely trick you?"

Stephany looked at her sister and sighed, "One of his friends asked me to go with him and I agreed. He must have spiked my drink, because the next thing I knew I was in the back seat of Rickey's car and we had had sex. Our parents were scared of him and his friends, so they wouldn't do anything. When I came up pregnant, they insisted that he marry me. I had to quit school, and I have been in hell ever since. I liked it when he went out with other women because he wouldn't want me as much. I've fought his domination at every turn, and paid for it in blood and bruises." She paused for a moment, "Don't blame Cathy too much, David. She is a very submissive personality and she wasn't able to fight Rickey. He realized the truth about her early on and exploited it to the max. The only way she has stayed out of the clutches of another Rickey is to reject all men, but it gets harder all the time."

I sat and pondered what they had told me, then I spoke, "Cathy, one of the reasons I hated Blakely so much was that your sex life was open season at school. Every Monday Rickey would come in to the locker room and tell everyone what you had done over the weekend. About once a month I would take exception to what he said, and he would beat me up. I could never understand why you put up with him. Now I think I get it." I got up and started putting the dishes in the sink, "As for you, Stephany. I am highly upset with your parents, but I'll leave that up to you to deal with. As for Mister Rickey Blakely, I think that he is about to encounter a strong run of bad luck. We are going into town in the morning and swear out warrants against him, but they won't keep him in jail long. His first problem is going to be a car accident, where he shatters both kneecaps. Then he'll fall down some stairs and break both arms. I think after that he might fall out of bed and break a collarbone or two and his nose. When he is about done recovering from all of that, I'll visit him and let him know that his bad luck might come to an end if he leaves the state, immediately. Otherwise his luck could get a lot worse. His friends are likely to find that they are having a lot of trouble with their balance and coordination as well, and a new location will help a lot."

I looked over at the girls. They were staring at me, "I'm not going to do anything foolish and get caught, but you won't have to worry about him any more. Then we can get you two situated better. For now, you are welcome to stay here." Suddenly I was surrounded by two crying females. 

Aaron:

Then next day dawned to a new commitment between the three of us. For one thing, I was suddenly the boss. Not so much in name as in attitude. The girls deferred to me whenever there was reason to and I had to make the decisions, because they just wouldn't. It was very subtle, but it was also obvious that they had determined that it had to be this way. There could only be one boss, they would insert their opinions, but they never voiced dissent with my decision. It took me a few hours to realize what was happening, but by then I could see that we were working together so much better that I wasn't going to say anything and upset the applecart.

The first house we looked at was in a subdivision on the southeast of town. My objection was that it was a split-level with too many stairs for Diane to have to deal with. Justine didn't like how close we were to the neighbors and how we couldn't expand if we wanted to. 

Diane asked why we wanted her along since she couldn't really tell anything about a house. I told her that if she wasn't comfortable in the house then we didn't want it, no matter what else was good about it.

I got a kiss for that, a steamer, from Diane, and a hug from Justine.

The next house was it. It didn't matter what else was to be shown, this was the one. It was set on four acres just south of town on Ninth Street, a moderately busy road. The house was set back from the road with some pine trees blocking the noise and view. It was four large bedrooms with three baths, a dining room, and a family room. All of this was on a single level in an L shape. The kitchen, living room, and dining rooms were in one leg, with the bedrooms and family room in the other. There was also a large basement that had been fixed up into 3 guest bedrooms and a large playroom with a pool table. There was a large outbuilding with power and water just behind the house and a 2 & 1/2 car garage on the end of the kitchen L. The whole back acre had been landscaped with enough trees left to insure privacy. The neighbors had similar arrangements and we couldn't even see their houses from the windows of our house.

The price was a little steeper than I had in mind, but Justine said that we could do it if I wanted. She obviously loved the place, and Diane was able to walk from one room to another without any problems at all. When she went out onto the patio and smelled the fresh air scented with pine she agreed that this was our new home. 

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What the hell was I thinking? Here I was in the delivery room with Diane and she was having trouble. Her poor skinny little legs were spread wide and there were three doctors standing in the room. One was standing between her legs and there was another on each side, and they were all looking straight into her vagina. Dr. Brooks, her obstetrician, had broken his hand the day before playing golf and was unable to do his duty. Diane was having trouble and it looked like the twins would have to be removed using forceps. Doctor Brooks had asked his friend to be the doctor of record and deliver the babies with his guidance. The problem was that he had never done a delivery with forceps and was unwilling to experiment with Diane. The only other doctor available who was familiar with the technique was not licensed to practice in the state and could not be the doctor of record. While all this was going on my poor darling Diane was turning purple trying to push our children into the world. I was standing at the head of the delivery table holding her hand and feeling helpless. I never knew how strong her grip could be. This was definitely going to leave a bruise. The oddest thing is that I was looking at her crotch and it looked so strange. They had shaved her from knees to belly button. For the first time ever I saw her without hair and she looked naked, like hairless cat.

After three hours of Diane being in labor, the doctors finally decided that they were going to have to help her deliver the kids. As the strange doctor in between her legs grabbed the forceps and started toward her the first child's head crowned. He dropped the tools and held his hands under Diane and helped the child into the world. As the red little gremlin slithered out of Diane's vagina I thought my heart was going to stop. This was my child. 

The doctor handed it off to a nurse and she held the child up and proclaimed that it was a girl. 

Just then the second baby was slowly pushed out of Diane's body, another girl. We had twin girls; 7 lb 3 ounce Jill and 7 lb 1 once Julia. Both had dark brown hair already on their heads and were squalling with amazing vigor. 

"Let me feel them. Let me feel my babies."

The nurses brought both girls over to Diane and placed them on her chest. The smile she gave was as bright as daylight. 

"Are they beautiful Aaron? Are our girls going to be pretty?"

"They are gorgeous dear. You do good work honey. They are perfect."

Of course they looked just like all newborns. Red and tiny and with their eyes shut, hair messed up, and wrinkly little hands and feet pulled in tight. I just hoped that they weren't blind like their mother. If they were, then we would deal with it. It's not like we had no practice after living with Diane for the last few months. The whole house was set up with her in mind. Everything was placed with the idea that Diane would have to navigate so nothing was out of place and there were aisles past all obstacles. Clutter was just not allowed.

I thanked the Doctors for their work and stood next to Diane looking like an idiot. As the doctors walked out our wife entered the room. 

Justine was not far from her own delivery and waddled in wearing the same garb as I had on. A cap and mask with a disposable gown covering her and socks on over her shoes. Tall slender Justine looked so funny dressed up that way I almost laughed, but I had learned to control myself better than that. An emotional pregnant woman did not have much of a sense of humor. I had learned that lesson well having two of them in the same house. If being pregnant had not made them increasingly horny as the months went by I would probably have checked in to a motel till the kids were born. 

Two nurses took the children away to be processed as another one took care of the delivery of the placentas and the rest of the mess that is childbirth. Justine and I both kissed Diane and told her how proud we were of her. Diane, for her part, settled back and fell asleep as the anesthetic they had given her in the IV drip did its work. 

During the next few weeks I was grateful that Diane's mother Madge had come to spend so much time with us. She wanted nothing more than to help take care of her daughter and grand daughters. Justine was too big to be much help and I was worthless. I did what I could, but that wasn't much in my opinion.




Blind Leading Blind Ch. 04



As soon as Diane could walk again, Justine and I were married. David was my best man and Diane was the maid of honor. Bethany carried flowers down the aisle at the Justice of the peace and both Campbell girls were there as well. It looked like David had an interesting family shaping up as well. I had heard rumors that Blakely was having some problems, but no suspicion was being pointed at David. 

Three weeks later I was back in the same delivery room where Diane had been with the same doctors watching Justine have a nearly effortless birth. The extra doctor was not needed this time, but Dr. Brooks' hand was still in a cast so he had his friend do the actual delivery. Mark was in such a hurry that he was crowning on the way to the delivery room. This caused a minor problem because he was delivered in what they considered to be non-sterile conditions. This meant that he had to spend an extra day in pediatric care after being thoroughly washed. 

Unlike the girls, Mark had to be encouraged to cry. He was a quiet and unusually calm baby. 

Diane didn't want another child right away, but Justine did. No sooner were we back from the hospital with Mark than she wanted me to put another one in her. 

Two months later disaster struck when Diane's dad had a heart attack and died on the way to the hospital. Madge and Diane were both devastated, and only the joy of having the children around kept them sane. Madge moved in with us after that and the kids just loved her. 

Madeline's birth was just as easy as Mark's had been. We now had four children within 13 months of each other; one boy and three girls. Jill and Julia were not blind like their mother, but they looked very similar to her. They were dark haired and even at the age of two they were sprouting hair on their arms and legs. They were already smaller than their brother and sister and I could see that they were going to be scary smart. They were forming words and sentences while the other two were still babbling.  

Grandma Madge was so proud of her four grandkids I could swear she was going to burst some times. She made no distinction between her daughter's girls and Justine's two. They were all the same as far as she was concerned. 

I was still working for the same company and had moved into Tom's position after his death. I was working four ten hour days and got three days off every week. I loved how our life was coming together, but of course change is the way of nature, nothing is static.

   (to be continued)



Blind Leading Blind Ch. 05



David:

Stephany's divorce is final today. It's a good thing too, because our first child is due to be born within a few weeks. When Stephany came up pregnant, I offered Rickey a deal. I would not break any more of his bones if he signed the divorce agreement and left town. I was not surprised when he refused. That evening he was limping home on his still healing knees. When he stepped into his dark house he caught his crutches on the threshold, fell, and broke his collarbone, nose, and jaw. 

I visited him at the hospital and reoffered the deal. This time he signed. 

I hadn't realized how very interesting my life was to become the night that Justine invited me to dinner. 

Before I finally let the girls into my bedroom, we had a long talk about their relationships with Rickey. I wanted to know why two such beautiful and intelligent women had found themselves at the mercy of such a scum bag. Talking to Aaron I learned some of Cathy's story, about how she was a submissive personality that needed a dominant in her life an how Rickey had discovered that and taken advantage of it. I needed to hear it from her though. I threw up twice during her talk, and there were several walls that needed to be repaired afterward. Blakely just thinks that my interference in his life will be over when he leaves town. I'll let him stew for a while, and then find him again. Before I am done with him he will be glad to die. 

Stephany's story was a whole 'nother kettle o' worms. I met Stephany one night during Junior high. I was sitting across the street under a bush watching Cathy in her nightgown. I had a crush on her that never quit. I was startled when Steph slid in under the bush and sat down next to me. She was sympathetic to me and over time we became friends. I was so focused on Cathy that I never really gave her little sister a thought. What I did know about her was that she was an intelligent and determined girl. I wanted to know what had happened to her to give Rickey such control over her.

What she told me curdled my stomach. Stephany was two years behind Cathy and me in school. When the prom came around she had just turned sixteen and had not dated much. Rickey was getting tired of Cathy and had put the word out to the guys who would be likely to date Steph that he would look unfavorably on potential suitors. I hadn't heard about it at the time because no one suspected that I even knew who Stephany was. She was thrilled to be asked to the senior prom as a sophomore after having so few dates to this point. Her Date must have spiked her drink in some way, because near the end of the prom she was suddenly dancing with Rickey while her date and her sister were nowhere to be seen. She said that the next few hours, to include the rape in Rickey's car, were pretty much of a blur. He apparently took her home because the next thing she knew she was at the hospital with her parents while the doctors worked on Cathy. They never did identify the drug that had been given to Cathy, and in the tumult Stephany had let her own drugging slide. 

Her parents had wanted to hush up Cathy's assault and had her put into an institution when the police declined to investigate. I was going to have a look at the records on this, but I'm pretty sure what I will find. In the bad old days before Rodney King the police acted as they wished with little or no oversight. I would hazard a guess without looking that several of Cathy's attackers that night had fathers on the police force. They never did find out what drug Cathy was given. The best guess was a mish-mash of acid, fake Spanish fly, and a variety of other drugs mixed together with grain alchohol. 

Cathy was still in the looney bin when Stephany came up pregnant. Her father wanted to get the guy who took her to the prom to marry her, then remembered that Rickey had brought her home. When Rickey offered to marry her, she was quickly dropped out of school and handed over to him. Blakely thought that he was going to get another submissive like Cathy, but Stephany surprised him and fought him at every turn. I asked why she had gone along and married him when she knew what kind of man he was? She said that she was confused and scared. Blakely had threatened to kill her whole family if she didn't do what he wanted. Her life from then on was close to hell, but she did what she could to make Rickey miserable as well. 

Within two weeks of the girls moving in with me our life settled into a very strange pattern. Cathy needed a dominant, and I was not really comfortable in that role. Stephany was more than willing and took over. I suspect that she also took out some old aggravations on her sister as well. She never participated in lesbian activity with her sister, but the things she made Cathy do for me could get very weird. With the domination taken care of at home, Cathy was able to interact with men professionally with no trouble. I'm sure part of that was due to the fact that the men she dealt with now knew me, and knew that I had a force of trained guards working for me. Cathy and I were married three months ago at a small service in my parent's church. Aaron and his crew attended, and he acted as my best man. Stephany was already pregnant, but wasn't showing much yet and acted as Cathy's bridesmaid. I thought the pastor was going to faint when my workers gave us a twenty-one gun salute as we left the church.

Having my offices in the top floor of the old barn on my property made commuting to work easy on both Cathy and me. Part of the setup cost of starting by business had been the conversion of the barn with offices on the top floor, and a garage on the ground floor. The workers used to sleep in one of the spare rooms in my house when they were on call, but after the girls moved in we had bought a small mobile home and parked it behind the barn for the workers' use. 

Bethany and Cathy were beside themselves with joy at the new baby coming soon. Cathy made me agree to give Stephany one more as well. My grandpa's old house was going to feel as crowded as Wilson's place. Well, that may be pushing it a bit. The last time we were over to visit them there were already four kids, and Diane was talking about getting pregnant again. 

I had an interesting phone call yesterday. A friend from my Army days called me. He was working on the police force in Indianapolis, and they had arrested an interesting person for DUI. The reason he was calling me was to get some background on this man and see if any leniency should be used. The man's license showed Lafayette as his home of record and my friend wondered whether or not I knew him. I gave him an abbreviated version of what I knew for sure about Rickey. Several hours later he called back and I was informed that Mr. Blakely would not be back in town for several years. It seems that after my friend and I talked Rickey got into some trouble in the jail to the extent of causing himself and several others some serious damage. Judges don't look too kindly on drunken brawlers. When he gets out of jail, I have a few friends I can call on to make his day for him.

My business has taken off in the past few months. I don't know how I managed before Cathy quit the insurance company and took over the public relations and new customer acquisitions for me. Grandpa's house has been well cared for too as Stephany has taken charge of it. One of these days I may be able to pay back Aaron for what he did for me, but I'm not holding my breath. 

Aaron:

I was in the kitchen having a snack and taking a break from the computer one Friday when Madge asked to talk to me.

"Sure thing Madge. What can I do for you?"

"I have a favor to ask of you Aaron. I have a niece who has a problem you might be able to help with. She is a lesbian in a committed relationship and she and her partner would like to have a child. They would never qualify for adoption and they can't afford artificial insemination. They both have some real trust issues with men and need someone who they can expect to treat them with care. After talking to Diane and Justine about it, I have offered your services, as long as you are willing. They have both talked to Diane and Justine and think that you might do. Would you consider it for me please?"

"You don't ask for small ones do you, Mom? You say that you have already discussed this with Diane and Justine and they are OK with it?"

"You don't think I would approach you unless they were, do you?"

"No, I guess not. I will need to talk to them first, but I don't see a problem helping out your niece. Is there anything else I should know before saying yes?"

"There are a few things you probably should know. For one, both she and her partner were the victims of rape. When she was thirteen my niece Angel was grabbed on the way home from school by a serial rapist who took her to an abandoned house and brutally raped her several times. He liked to leave a sign to recognize his victims on the street, so he scarred her face horribly. She has a livid red scar running from her left eye to her mouth. When the doctors in the hospital offered to fix it she refused. She said that she didn't want to be pretty anymore. She didn't want any man to be attracted to her again. Despite years of counseling and being committed several times, she still doesn't want anything to do with a man. She spends a lot of her time lifting weights and doing martial arts. There is still a cute little girl in her, but you have to look very deep.

"Now we get to the hard part. Her life partner is a victim of prolonged abuse. Her father started molesting her when she was four, and no one knew about it until she killed him when she was ten. She was in a mental institution in Indianapolis until she was eighteen. She met Angel in there before she was released and they became fast friends. Later on, they became lovers. Angel worked to help Kim through college and now they both work at Home hospital. They have been together for five years now and look to last forever. They love each other very much but would like to have a child or two. You can see how they might have trust issues with men."

"Yes I do. When can I meet with them to see if they would find me acceptable? I don't know who is likely to be the most nervous, them or me."

"Of course, Dear. I have asked them to dinner tonight if it is alright with you."

"Let me talk to my wives first, but they can come to dinner regardless. They are family after all."

"Thank you Aaron. I'm sure that you won't regret this."

I went in search of Justine and Diane and found them in the family room playing with the kids. I asked them about Madge's niece and they both agreed that it was something they approved of.

"I have known Angel most of my life Aaron, and when she was attacked I spent some time with her while she recovered. She is a year younger than I am and she liked to be with me because I couldn't see her scar and wouldn't spend my time trying not to look at it like everyone else did. I think her scars were even deeper inside than they were outside. She is a very scared little girl inside and she needs someone as kind a gentle as you help her. You may have to work hard at not causing her pain, but you will gain a couple of true friends for your efforts."

"What about her partner? What is she like?"

Justine answered this time. "She is probably even worse than Angel. Kim was very badly abused by her father. She lived in fear of him for years, and then one day she snapped. She took the restraints he used on her and tied him to his bed. After that she got her the lighter fluid out from under the sink and squirted it all around him on his bed while he slept. Then she took the cap off and dumped the rest of it on his crotch and used his own lighter to touch it off. He died in agony while she watched and laughed. It took several years of therapy for her to be allowed out in public. Once she met Angel she attached herself to her and hasn't let go since. She is going to be the harder of the two to convince that you are harmless."

"And you two are willing to turn me over to these man-haters?"

"Yes, we are dear. They need help and they are family. These two have a lot of love to give to a child but they can't get there normally. They need a very special man to help them, and we think that you are just the one they need."

This was a lot to think about. I went back to the den, but was unable to put much concentration in on work. I didn't want to do anything that would harm my relationship with my wives. Even though I was married to Justine and not Diane, I considered them both to be my wife. They were apparently OK with this, but I wasn't so sure. I also wasn't sure about the idea of placing a child of mine into a house run by two man-hating women. What would happen to the child if it was a boy? Would women always dominate him? What about a girl, would she become just like her mothers? I had to talk to these women. I couldn't make a decision without further information. 

By the time I had gotten to this point, it was almost time for dinner. Justine came in to the den and asked if I was ready. 

"I think so dear. I have some serious questions for our guests though."

"I hope that you have thought it out dear. Don't let your dick decide for you."

"My dick is not even in the conversation dear. I lack for nothing with you and Diane here, and that is not why I would consider this request. I am trying to think of the future of the child. I may have some fun siring the babe, but not as much as I had with ours."

"Thank you dear, that is good to know, but I've got to tell you that Kim is a very pretty little heifer. Her father was black and her mother Korean. Angel might not fit most men's definition of beauty with her scar and the body from weight lifting, but Kim has an exotic beauty that is quite striking."

By this time we were at the dining room and we just stood around waiting for the women to arrive. The doorbell rang then and Madge went to welcome our guests. She walked into the dining room and introduced them.

"Aaron, I would like you to meet my niece Angel, and her partner Kim."

I walked over and shook their hands. Angel was obviously a butch. She was almost as wide as she was tall and it didn't look like fat. She was a dirty blond with her hair cut short. The most obvious thing was the bright pink scar running from her left eye to the corner of her mouth. It was jagged and the scar tissue was shiny. There also wasn't much in the way of a smile. Kim on the other hand was a cute little dark haired girl with an olive complexion and the slight epicanthic fold of a half oriental. Her round face also seemed to be lacking a smile.

Madge bustled around getting everyone set to eat. I helped Diane and Justine to get seated, but when I motioned to do the same for Kim she jumped away from me. I moved toward Angel and she growled at me.

"What the hell is that for? I haven't done anything to warrant that kind of reaction. I was just being courteous. How am I supposed to get you pregnant if you won't even allow me to hold your chair?"

"We don't like men." Angel said as she seated Kim and sat herself.

"Then why do you want a child? You have to realize that it might be a boy. Are you going to treat him like a monster too? Are you going to raise him like a wolf cub?"

"No, we wouldn't do that. We just think that a child would be the next logical step in our relationship. We want someone else to love."

"Then add a third woman to your family. That is not a good reason to have a child. This may be a mistake and I don't know that I can help you."

"What do you mean you can't help us? All you have to do is fuck. You even have your darling little slaves' permission. Can't you get it up for damaged goods?"

"That is not the point. I am only thinking of the child. This would be my child and I don't want him or her brought up in a man-hating household. I want all of my children to become productive members of society, not wimpy brow beaten boys or overly aggressive girls. If I were to grant your request I would have some conditions attached."

"What kind of conditions? Do you want him to have his own harem like you do?"

"That is uncalled for. The fact that I live with two women does not make them a harem. They love each other just as much as they love me. This is a three way marriage, not a harem.

"The conditions I'm thinking of would include you being able to put aside your hate for men in general to think of the welfare of the child. I know that you can't do it entirely, and I would not expect you to, but I want you to let the child know that your hatred is not natural or normal. I would also expect to have some role in the child's life. I would not try to wrest custody from you, I just want the child to know that I am its father and why we did things this way. I would also like it to know its half brothers and sisters. Visit from time to time. I want my name on the birth papers. Just so that should anything happen to you that the child would come here to live, not be farmed out on another relative. If this is too much to ask, then I'm afraid that you have wasted your time."

"You would care for the child if we can't?

"Of course I would. I already have four children from two mothers. One from another mother would be no problem at all. He or she would fit in very well and I know that Diane and Justine would treat him or her the same as our children are treated. There is enough love here for everyone.

"Let's eat the meal that Madge was good enough to prepare for us and you two can think about it for awhile. We can talk of other matters if you wish, or we can answer questions if you like."

Kim looked over at Justine and asked, "Is he always a little tin god like this?"

"Not at all. Aaron will usually do as we ask, but he puts his foot down when it comes to the welfare of the children. For one thing, he insists that they never set foot in a government school. If we can't find a private school we think is worthwhile, we will home school them. There will be no liberal indoctrination of our children."

"Isn't your lifestyle pretty liberal?"

"We may not be in the range of normal, but we are also not wild or libidinous. Our life is very sedate and geared toward family. Aaron is very loyal to us and would not consider going out on us. Have you heard the story of how we got together?"

"Madge told us all about it when you got married. She said that Diane had tricked him into getting her pregnant, and then he found you while looking for someone to read to her. I don't understand how that turned into him having two wives, but I can live with it if you can."

"No Angel, that is not quite right. What we have is a three-way marriage. Aaron didn't ask Diane to join us, I did. I love her as much as I do him and she feels the same. We are together as a family and it works for us. Aaron gets two women to love, but we each get a man and a woman to love too."

"Do you mean that you two are bi?"

"To some extent, yes. But it is why we are willing to share Aaron with you to help you out. We already share him with each other and we can understand how you can be in love with another woman."

I had to get back into the conversation. "All of this is beside the point. Are you willing to agree to my terms? I know that it seems a little like a power trip for me, but I don't want to just put children into the world indiscriminately. I want to know that any child of mine will be in a loving home that has only the best interest of the child at heart. If you don't feel that you can provide that kind of home, then I must refuse your request."

"I think that we can live with that, but there are one or two more things you should know. One is that Kim's daddy hurt her real bad; in fact he destroyed her chance of having kids. This means that you will have to have sex with me. Also there is the fact that the son of a bitch who did this to me," she was pointing at her facial scar, "took a trophy as well." She pulled up her shirt to show that her left breast had an angry red scar similar to the one on her face instead of a nipple. "The police found my nipple stuck onto a wall with three others. The doctors said that they could reattach it, but I refused." 




Blind Leading Blind Ch. 05



"Does it still hurt? Would I cause you any pain if I forget and touch it?"

Kim finally spoke up. "She likes to have it massaged. The nerves are still there and just as sensitive as the other tit. We are worried that there may be trouble when she starts to make milk. The doctor wants to keep her from trying to feed the child because of it. We are considering having me injected with hormones to provide for that."

"But you would be there when we had sex, right Kim?"

"Of course I would. Do you think I'd let you within twenty feet of Angel without me?"

Though Angel looked the part of a bull dyke, it was obvious that Kim was the dominant one in this relationship.

"When would you want to do this?"

Kim spoke up. "Angel is due to ovulate within a few days so we were thinking that you could have sex with her tonight and that we could come over for three or four nights to make it more likely to succeed."

"That is pretty clinical. Why don't we postpone it until next month? You two can visit a few times a week till then and we can get to know each other. If I were to just take you to a guest room and fuck you, I would not be much better than your attacker. You should have time to get comfortable with me. I want to know the mothers of my child a bit better than I do now."

"What's to know? We will agree to your terms. We just want to get pregnant, not marry you. Let's try it this week and while we are waiting to see if it took we can get to know you. Please give us a chance at this Aaron. We really do want a baby."

By this time everyone was done with dinner. Diane, Madge, and Justine had been helping the children eat during the conversation. Angel couldn't take her eyes off little Madeline. She was in a highchair next to Madge and was having trouble staying awake. Her poor little head kept dropping and jerking back up. She would always fight sleep as if the world was going to end while she slept and she didn't want to miss it. Mark, on the other hand, would fall asleep at the drop of a pin; anywhere he happened to be at the time. Jill and Julia would then announce that they were sleepy and curl up next to Mark. 

"It's time to get these four ready for bed." Madge said. "Would you like to help me Angel? It would be good practice; although I can't guarantee that your child will be the sweet little darling that these are. Diane certainly wasn't this even tempered."

Angel had the same panicky look that I must have had the first time I held one of the kids. Kim on the other hand just looked anxious. She got up and lifted Madeline out her chair and cuddled her with adoration on her face. I knew where the idea to have a child originated now. Angel still hadn't moved. Madge picked up Mark. 

"Would you like to hold him Angel dear? He really is a sweet little boy."

"Let me get used to the idea first. I will have plenty of time to practice before I get my own."

"There is no rush hon, come with us and we will talk some more."

Justine went with them and just like that Diane and I were alone. 

"That went well, didn't it?" Sarcasm was dripping from my voice. I wasn't too sure about this yet.

"Yes it did dear. Angel and Kim will be good parents Aaron. I want you to do this even more now."

"But why, Diane? Why should I place the welfare of my child in the hands of two women who have so much hate in them? I am really concerned about how the kid will grow up in that household."

"The easy way to take care of that is to have them move in here and help them raise the child."

"What?!?!"

"It may take a bit, but I think that we can get Angel and Kim to move in with us. We have plenty of room. Mom's sister is not doing well and mom wants to go live with her. That will give us the apartment in the basement for Angel and Kim. Angel was telling me that their lease had a no kids clause and they would have to move anyway; so why not here?"

"Do you think they'll stop growling at me whenever our paths cross?" 

"I'm sure that they will get used to you, Dear."

Our conversation was cut short by the return of Justine and Madge with our guests.

"They are such sweet kids. I can't believe how they have bonded already. Madge told us that the twins won't sleep without Mark in the bed with them and that Madeline sleeps better with him as well. You may have a problem when puberty hits them unless things change."

"We'll worry about that when the time comes. Sex ed for children with two mommies is likely to be interesting anyway. Shall we move to the living room and continue our discussion?"

"You kids go on, I'm going to bed like the little ones. It has been a long day for me."

"Good night, Mom."

"Good night, Madge. Thanks for inviting us over. No matter how it works out we thank you for trying."

"You are welcome, Angel. I hope you get what you want."

"Would you four ladies please join me?"

The five of us moved into the living room where I sat on the love seat with Diane in my lap and Justine snuggled up beside us. Kim and Angel each took an armchair across from us and sat. Kim seemed to be relaxed, but Angel was a wreck. She was sitting on the edge of the chair wringing her hands. 

"Angel, you don't need to be so nervous; there are other ways. There is always the turkey baster method if nothing else works. It shows what a beautiful person you are that you are willing to do something for your lover that terrifies you so much. I would enjoy making love to you, but you are way too nervous for that tonight. Do you two have any plans for the weekend?"

Kim answered. "None at all. We were going to visit with a rape victim who wanted to give up her baby, but her parents won't let her do it, so we have nothing planned Aaron."

"Well why don't you stay here with us for the weekend? Spend some time with the kids and get used to being around a man and maybe get to know me a bit. Maybe you won't be so nervous around me then."

"Do you mean that you will grant us our wish?"

"As long as you agree to my conditions, yes. The very thought of it has Diane so excited my lap is wet, and I have trouble refusing her anything."

They both laughed at Diane's red face as she shoved it into my chest.

"Let me show you the guest room Angel." Justine said. "Kim can stay here and talk with Aaron and Diane."

The talk with Kim centered on her work as an administrator at Home hospital. Angel worked there as well as an orderly. They had a very liberal outlook at the hospital and domestic partnerships were acknowledged on their health plan, so Angel's obstetrics would be covered. Kim was complaining about the condo they were living in and how they would have to move when Angel got pregnant.

"Would this be too far to commute, Kim?"

"No, Diane, this wouldn't be bad at all. Why do you ask?"

"Because Mom wants to go live with her sister and her apartment in the basement would be empty then. It has a separate entrance and parking place and its own phone line and cable outlet. There is even a little kitchenette down there and the door to the main part of the house locks. We could work out the rent and you would have access to the pool and workout room."

"That is quite an offer. Why would you be willing to have us live here?"

"Angel is family. I love her dearly and always have. Plus it would mean more playmates for our children without dealing with public school. You would get free childcare and your child would get to know his or her half brother and sisters as Aaron requested. It just makes sense to me. You might be a bit uncomfortable at first, but I am sure that we can get beyond that."

"I'll have to think about this for a bit and discuss it with Angel, but at first blush it sounds too good to be real. What kind of rent would we be talking about here?"

I had to speak up then, and of course put my foot in my mouth. "I would only ask for utilities. It won't cost us anything for you to live here. I had that apartment built for Madge and if she moves out it would just sit empty."

"Fuck that! There is no way I'm going to be beholding to a man. We either pay a fair price for rent or we don't move in. I will not be kept like a pet."

"Move in where? What are you talking about being kept Kim?"

Justine had come back in to the room and burst into the conversation at that point. 

"Talk to your lord and master about it. Where is Angel?"

"I'll show you. She said that she wanted to lie down and to bring you back."

Kim kind of huffed her way over to Justine and followed her out.

"Why did you have to say that Aaron? I almost had her convinced before you injured her pride. Now I'll have to start all over again. Stay out of this and let me take care of it."

What else could I say? "Yes dear."

Justine came back then and Diane explained what had happened. She looked at me with disgust and I bowed my head meekly.

"Come along Aaron. You can serve penance in our room. All this talk about getting Angel pregnant has both of us hot as can be. Even if you don't get a chance at her this weekend, you get to try with me. I'm fertile and I think that I am finally ready for another baby. I know that you have been talking about having another for months now, Diane."

"I know what you mean; thinking of my man doing Angel has me sitting in a puddle. I'm still wet even after he almost blew it with Kim."

I got up and carried Diane to our bedroom. Even when she was pregnant with the twins she never weighed much more than a hundred pounds. I was able to carry her in my arms with little trouble.

That night was fun. Both women worked me until I was unable to do any more, then dismissed me and took care of each other. I hope the noise didn't keep our guests awake. 

By the time Angel and Kim left Sunday night we were all becoming friends. Julie and Jill took to Kim easily and Mark went along with them as usual. It was obvious to me that the twins were going to dominate Mark to a large extent, but I was also sure that they would never do anything to hurt him. Madeline's personality hadn't really shown itself too much yet, but what had shown was pretty mild and devoted to Mark as well. 

Over the next month we got to know Angel and Kim quite well. They finally agreed to move in to the basement apartment, but only if or when Angel came up pregnant. I also agreed that they would pay comparable rent and utilities. We visited with the Jenkins at their place and at ours and they also became friends with Angel and Kim. At first both women were wary of David, until they saw Bethany playing with him like a big jungle gym. 

Finally came the big weekend when we would try to get Angel pregnant. They came over for dinner on Friday night and were to stay in the guest room for the night. My girls were getting excited all over again and attacked me as soon as our guests had retired.

In our bedroom the fun began. "You go first Justine,' Diane said, "I want a mustache ride." Justine was already wet and when Diane settled herself on my face Justine slid her pussy down over my dick. This was why I loved having two women in bed. The taste of one and the feel of another at the same time was almost sensory overload. Diane was sitting up with her hands holding the headboard and able to keep her pussy in just the right position. I was almost getting drowned from her juices she was so excited. I had one hand tickling her rose bud anus while I licked all around her fragrant cunt. She loved it when I teased her before attacking her clit so I was just working around and around without actually touching the thunder spot. When she started rocking back and forth trying to get me to touch it I sucked her large clitoris between my lips and flicked it quickly with my tongue. 

While all this had been going on with Diane Justine had not been still. She was rocking herself on my erection alternately playing with my nipples and Diane's. As Diane yelled out an orgasm Justine sat straight up and I could feel her cunt spasm around my dick.

Diane fell over off of my face and Justine collapsed down till she was lying full on me, exhausted. I hugged her to me and rolled over. I positioned myself as best I could, I had fallen out when we turned over, and reentered her. Justine was tall enough that I was able to suck on a tittie while fucking; something most men could not do. She enjoyed it immensely as did I. As I started sucking on her left tit, Diane's head moved in on the other one. Diane was also strumming Justine's clit between us as I thrust in to her. As my strokes got faster and we were both nearing our peak, Diane switched her hand to under us and stabbed one finger into Justine's anus. That was all it took. As Justine tried to pull me into her body with her very strong legs, which were wrapped around my back, and her pussy clenched and stroked my cock from within herself I exploded into her. She and Diane weren't the only ones excited at the idea of getting them pregnant. For some reason it sent me to a new high. Maybe the thought that biology was not going to be thwarted again, that my seed could find the goal as nature intended. 

When Justine relaxed and let me go, I slid over beside her. Diane was immediately trying to get between Justine's thighs to get a little treat from her very full pussy. 

"Not yet you greedy wench. You're already pregnant again, and I want my chance. Give me a pillow and let this stuff settle in and do its job. You can clean off our husband while you are waiting."

Diane did as she asked and handed her a pillow, which Justine placed under her ass to elevate her vagina and keep my sperm within her body. Diane then moved over to my groin and proceeded to lick me completely clean. As she was doing this I thought I saw some movement at the closet doors. I tried to get another glimpse without letting whoever it was know that I had seen them. The only person I could think of that might want to watch us having sex would be Angel or Kim. As I saw movement on the other end of the closet I realized that it was both of them. I was not averse to having an audience so I kept quiet. 

After getting me clean Diane moved over to Justine and waited for her to give the go ahead. 

I leaned over Justine and began kissing her and telling her that she was beautiful and sexy and that she was a great mother and would be again. 

Justine gave the go ahead and Diane dived in with enthusiasm. As she was licking and sucking my cum out of her sister wife I watched and began to get hard again. There was something about seeing the two of them go at it that got my juices flowing. They knew this of course and used it ruthlessly to their own ends. Our sex life was not an every night thing by this time, but when one of them wanted sex, the other usually did too. In other words, making love to one wife got the other excited so that I almost never had just one orgasm during sex. I'm not sure how I got this lucky, but I was not going to do anything to shut it down. If they wanted me to get Angel pregnant I would, and if they wanted her and Kim to move in, they would. I was pussy whipped and I knew it and approved. 

Diane pulled her head from between Justine's legs and reached over to check on me. 

"It worked again Justine, he's ready for me."

"Get over here woman and get the fucking you deserve."

I pulled Diane over and placed her on her knees with her head on my pillow. I moved up behind her and Justine reached over to guide me in. Diane needed no help getting ready as she was flowing like a river and had been for some time now. I shoved my shaft into her socket in one smooth stroke. She gasped and pushed back at me.

"Oh yes daddy, fuck me, make me yours."

I began the old in and out slowly but Diane was having none of it. She bucked like a new bronco and gave me no choice but to get her to her orgasm as quickly as possible. I was in no hurry but accommodated her because I knew from long experience that if she did not get off quickly when she was like this, she might not get off at all. If I tried to prolong it she would soon get tired and be unable to cum. If I got her off now, she would be able to take a more relaxed run at another. So I sped up to the point that our bodies slamming into one anther sounded like pistol shots into a watermelon. (Get that word picture out of your minds if you can dear readers.)

It didn't take long before Diane was moaning and getting louder and louder. Suddenly she went rigid and I felt her cunt milking my cock trying to get a deposit in her womb. I wasn't ready for another cum just yet so I slowed down as she rode through her orgasm and continued stroking. I lowered her to the bed on her side without losing the connection. She straightened out her left leg and raised the right one up toward her chest. I straddled her left leg and continued fucking her in this position. We had discovered this one when they were very pregnant and it was a nice way to make love. She was able to relax and enjoy the sensations without having me pressing down on her of her having to hold her self up. She was also able to cause greater friction by squeezing her legs together. She did this now as I sped up little by little building to my own orgasm. 

Justine insinuated her head to Diane's tits and licked and sucked them as Diane had done to her. She was also able to rub Diane's clit, as I was not making much contact in this position. Soon I was really starting to rut and as I blasted into Diane Justine was rubbing her clit enough to get Diane off again. Falling to the side I snuggled into Diane's back and lifted my head enough for Justine to kiss me.

"You can come out now girls. The show is over."

Angel and Kim walked out of the closet looking very sheepish. 

"I assume that this was your idea Justine. Could you please tell me what you had in mind?"

"I had the thought that Angel might not be so scared if she saw how you treat us; but then you had to go and get Rambo on me. You may have set this project back by a few days."

"I didn't hear any complaints from either of you."

Angel looked up at me. "When did you see us in the closet?"

"When Diane was going down on Justine I saw movement and realized what was going on. Did the sight of these two acting lesbian excite you?"

"The whole thing was exciting. You were calm and gentle till they wanted rough, then you provided that. Everything you did was for their benefit, even before you knew we were watching. You acted as if everything was for their pleasure, yours didn't matter."

"I'm not so self depreciating as that. For every pleasure I give them, they give it back threefold. I can't see what guys get from just jumping on and getting off. Our lovemaking is so much fun that I can't imagine doing it any other way."

Angel then looked over at Diane. "Did you really eat his cum out of Justine? That is so gross, but exciting."

Justine answered her. "It is not gross. The taste of Aaron is great straight, but mixed in with our juices it becomes outstanding."

"I don't think I can do that, but watching it certainly got me excited."

"If you think that was good, try it yourself. I know Diane would love for you to lick her pussy. She would also like to return the favor. She has only tasted mine and one other and would like some more experience."

Angel wasted no time crawling up between Diane's outstretched legs and gently lowered her head to the juncture. 

"Kim? Would you help me undress your lover? Diane can't return the favor if Angel is still dressed."

Kim looked dazed, but she set to with a will and soon Angel was just as naked as the three of us. Justine started to undress Kim and she helped, still in a daze. 

"Would it be betrayal if you let me taste you Kim? Diane has had another woman, but I haven't. Would you let me see what it is like?"

Kim seemed to wake up then. "Since my partner has her head between your wife's legs right now, I hardly think betrayal comes to mind. All of this is making me very horny and if you would like to lick me, I'm willing."




Blind Leading Blind Ch. 05



She took Justine's hand and lay down beside Diane. Justine started at her tits and slowly licked her way down to Kim's center. Kim never took her eyes off of Angel licking Diane. 

Diane for her part was giving Angel all the encouragement she could want. She kept telling her just how she loved her little cousin and was telling her that she wanted her to stay to take care of the children. I don't know how much of this Angel was hearing with her head clamped between Diane's thighs, but I could see that Kim was hearing every word.

This continued for a while and I was getting aroused again when Justine lifted her head up and asked Kim if she was going to have sex with me?

"Why would I want to do that? I hate men."

"But you are asking Angel to do it even though it scares her to death. If you do it first she will see how much you love her and it will be much easier for her to do it as well."

"Aren't you upset with the idea of your husband sleeping with other women?

"Is he cheating on us? Not when we know about it, beside which he would never do that without us insisting on it. He is a very faithful and caring man. We want you to know that not all sex with men is painful or terrifying. I don't expect you to turn a new leaf and leave Angel for Aaron, just that you should direct the hatred in your life toward those that hurt you, not toward all men. 

Kim just looked at Justine and then reached down to pull her up and give her a very strong kiss. 

"You are right. I shouldn't expect Angel to do something that I won't. If you are so set on me fucking your husband, then lead me on."

Justine did just that and led Kim around the bed to my side and positioned her over me. She grabbed my cock and swabbed it around Kim's very wet slot and positioned me at an entrance not seen by man for quite a few years.

"You are in charge Kim. Aaron will do nothing except maybe fondle your cute little tits a bit. You go just as fast or slow as you want, it's your show."

It was true that Kim's tits were cute and little. I was doomed to live with only small tits in my house. They ranged from Diane's tiny fried eggs to Kim's AA sized morsels, Justine was an A and Angel racked the most with maybe a B cup. 

Actually I couldn't be happier. All of them were just a delight to me. Large tits may look better in dresses, but didn't really feel any better, different, but not better.

Kim lowered herself slowly onto me and goddamn was she tight. I didn't know if she and Angel used dildos in their sex play, but if they did they used small ones. Kim was stretching herself out as she sank down and when she hit bottom she looked up at me and smiled. 

Diane and Angel had finished their play and Angel was lying next to Diane watching her lover mount herself on my cock. Diane was stroking Angel as she watched.

Kim started rising and lowering herself in ever increasing speed so that soon she was just working it for all she was worth. Suddenly she bottomed out and leaned back and stiffened up. Her head went back and she let out a loud groan.

"She came," Angel said, "She actually came with a man."

Kim leaned forward and looked down at her lover. "Your turn Angel. He's still hard and it's your turn. You need to let him make love to you, Sweetie, or we'll never have children of our own." She looked back down at me, "Go ahead, Aaron. She needs this, we need this."

Kim then lifted herself off of me and went back over to Justine to cuddle. 

I got up and went around the foot of the bed and sat down beside Angel. Diane was moving around to do what she had promised while I sat beside the frightened girl and held her hand. Diane quickly began and I could feel some of the tenseness leave Angel's grip. I slowly caressed Angel with my free hand as Diane licked her in earnest. Soon Diane lifted her head, "Okay, Aaron, she is ready for you now."

I moved around until I was in position and Diane placed the head of my cock at Angel's entrance. 

"You can still change your mind Angel. Do you want this?"

"Do it Aaron, make me pregnant, please."

I pressed down and slowly entered her almost virginal pussy. It had only been used once years ago after all. She was as tight as her cousin had been when I took her cherry except that I didn't have to break the hymen. It took four in and back motions till I bottomed out in her. I could feel the opening to her womb at the end of my dick. I slowly moved back and forth making love to this large, soft woman. She didn't say a word or make a motion. She just lay there and looked up at my face while I continued moving in her. All three of the other women were around us, kissing and caressing Angel. It was starting to get to me even after having cum twice already tonight but I was determined to hold out until Angel came at least once. There was no way I was going to end this without her cumming. I began rubbing my crotch against her love bump on every other stroke and when I could feel her tensing up I increased the speed. Pretty soon her feet came off the bed and locked behind my knees. She started thrusting back at me and her head tilted back till she was looking at the head of the bed. I kept going, and then she lifted her ass off of the bed and arched her back. She got completely still. I couldn't hold out any more. Her position didn't allow me much motion, but I used what I had proceeded to unload all that I had into her cunt. I knew that this was it for the night. I was not going to be able to do anything else. As Angel collapsed to the bed I sank onto her letting all of my weight rest on her. 

Kim quickly pushed me off and took my place on top of her lover. I fell asleep in Diane's arms listening to the other women in my bed murmuring to each other.

The next morning I woke up with my dick between Angel's ass cheeks and Diane grasping it from behind.

"Good morning dear, what are you trying to do?"

"I'm trying to get you to give her another shot this morning lover, just in case last night didn't take."

She was one persistent little minx. When they woke up Angle and Kim agreed with her. Over the weekend I made love to Angel several more times, always with Kim present. Kim never asked for me to have sex with her again, but at least she was pleasant to me from then on.

Angel and Justine both got pregnant that weekend, and Diane did prove to be about a month further along than they were. 

Diane and Justine each had another little girl. Little Margaret didn't have her mother's eye problems and little Kathy seemed to have gotten a gene from Justine's ancestors for bright red hair. Justine's mother said that it appeared once every generation. One of her cousins had red hair as well.

Angel gave birth to a sweet little boy she and Kim named Harold. They moved in with us shortly after the pregnancy was confirmed and our rather large family was fully formed. Angel quit her job and stayed home with Justine and Diane to care for the kids. Justine had quit her job shortly after Cathy had started working for David. She said the other bosses weren't worth her time. We were home schooling the kids for the first few years at least. Kim continued to work at the hospital and was looking forward to a promotion. Justine managed all of the household expenses for both families and we were doing well. 

Our sex life stayed pretty much the same as it was before our new boarders. Kim and Angel lived in the basement apartment and slept there. They decided that one child was enough since they were essentially sharing all of ours. During the day Angel and Harold would come upstairs and join in with my family and all of us would often eat dinner together. 

I love my life now.