Country Boy, City Girl Chapter 64
That morning we all had breakfast, then Kim took us out to the corral. Linda and I stood at the rail as Aunt Darla put Kim through her paces on the ring. “We let her take some time off since you guys were visiting, but Trixie there was getting restless. You can't leave a horse like that alone, or they get moody and fat,” Uncle Dave said.
“She's really good!” Linda said, watching Kim do several runs then applauding. “How long has she been doing that?”
Uncle Dave chuckled. “Oh, since she was around 4. All-State winner 4 times, and runner-up a few others. Too bad Pete here never got into rodeo, this k** is probably the only one I know that does not really like horses.”
“Oh Uncle Dave, I like horses just fine. I just do not like riding them. Or getting thrown off of them. I would rather do other things, like skiing.”
“Yep, that's sure enough true. You are a first-rate skier, that's the truth. I think you got that from your dad, he never cared much for horses either.”
Finally, Kim was done, and she was walking Trixie to cool her off. Aunt Darla came over with Ben, and asked Linda if she wanted to take a ride. Linda looked at me, and I just smiled and nodded. She was over the fence in a shot, and soon she was laughing and riding around the ring. Kim got back on Trixie, and soon Uncle Dave had opened the gate and the two girls were trotting off across the pasture.
Dave and I both laughed, and I helped him muck out the ring and the stalls next to it. Darla joined us and we all chatted, sad that we were leaving in 2 more days. “It's been a pleasure having you here this last week Pete, and that Linda is a real doll. You had better continue to take good care of her, you hear me?”
“Yes Ma'am, I intend on doing just that. What about Kim though, I'm kinda surprised she's single, to be honest.”
“Oh, I think that's mostly because of you Pete. She has her eye on somebody, but we will see how serious it becomes. But I know that Jeff had asked her out, but she turned him down because you were going to be here.”
“Jeff, from school? We actually met him skating the other night. But she said that she could not see herself married to him she told me.”
“Yep, he's a bit younger than she is, and he is a true believer. But I can tell when they look at each other that there is something more there. It only remains to be seen if that is what they want or not. And if nothing else, I think they would make a good couple until he takes off on his mission.”
I agreed, and we chatted for a bit longer until Aunt Darla headed in to make lunch, and Dave and I continued to talk. “Pete, I'm just gonna ask this upfront like, are you and Kim messing around again?”
I looked him in the eye and said “Well, yes and no. We have kissed and fooled around some, but Linda was always there and it was with her permission. But no, we have not made love since I got here, and we will not make love again. I will always love her as a sister, but the past is past. We both known and accept that, so there are no misunderstandings.”
He looked me in the eye, and nodded. “That is what I thought, but Darla insisted I ask. Every night the three of you have been going out to the pond, and we both know what you two used to do out there. I guess I wanted to make sure you were still the same Pete I knew from 2 years ago.”
“Sir, I am. Yes, Kim and I have fooled around a little. But mostly we just kissed and held each other. She also watched Linda and I kiss and fool around a little. But mostly we just drank beers and chatted. She really is more sister to me than anything else now. And she really likes Linda, mostly I think they try to see who can embarrass me the most by telling stories about me.”
Dave laughed at that, and said “That's women for you! I once listened in on your mom and Darla chatting when your dad was in the Army. Darla and I were already married, and your mom was spending the night. I had gone to bed but gotten up to take a piss. And the things they were saying to each other, man! They were saying things I would never say to even my best buddies, and giggling about it. Let's just say I learned more about how your father makes love that night than I ever wanted to know, as well as a review of my own performance.”
I nodded. “Yea, there has been a bit of that. But they knew I was there, and they just did it to tease me. And just so you are aware, Linda even offered to allow me to make love to Kim while I was here. Both of them even told me that, and I turned them down. Kim will always be part of my life, but as my dear friend, not my lover. Anything else would be using her, and that is not only not fair to her, it would weaken our special memories.”
He looked me in the eye, and nodded. “That's what I thought. She wanted me to forbid you all from having beers at the pond tonight, I told her I would not do that. And if she tries to go down there as she had threatened, I guess I will just tell her what you just told me. And that I had overheard her and your mom years ago, and you three were just sharing that kind of conversation. I never told her that before, and it will probably shock her. But it should keep her up here.”
“Uncle Dave, can I ask something? Was listening to their conversation as rough on you then as it is to me sometimes? It's flattering that they almost think of me as 'one of the girls', but it also reminds me of that time Kim and I went to the fair, and she was talking about the stud horse.”
He laughed long and loud at that and nodded. “Trust me, I understand you there. I learned a few things about myself that night I overheard them, and it was humbling. However, that was a long time ago, and I like to think that the things I learned that night which Darla found me lacking in I corrected. And we are still together almost 20 years later, so I think I did the right thing.”
At this time we saw the girls riding back, and laughed. Kim had Trixie at a gallop, and Linda behind on Ben almost looking panicked at a fast center. One hand was on the saddle horn, and her butt was bouncing on and off the saddle in a way I was sure would leave her bruised. Kim was about 50 yards in front and looked back. She then turned Trixie quickly and rode back, and Ben settled into a calm trot the last several hundred yards back.
I helped to unsaddle the horses and rack the gear, as Kim showed Linda how to walk them until they were cooled down, then curry them. Dave and I put the barrels back against the rails and raked the ring, then with the horses fed and watered the 4 of us went back to the house.
After washing up we sat down to lunch, and Linda squealed when she saw Aunt Darla had made finger steaks. She laughed, and said that I had told her that she loved them. “I insisted he show me how to make them, and I did try once. But they came out nothing like this. These are different than the ones he makes.”
I smiled. “Well, to do it right you need buttermilk. My dad and I do not drink buttermilk, and I can't see buying a half-gallon just to throw most of it away, so I do it with regular milk and lemon juice. It comes out a little different, but pretty much the same. Aunt Darla makes more of a traditional type, the ones I make are closer to say those at Dead Steer.”
Linda looked puzzled, and the Little Buck family all laughed. “Oh Pete. Linda, that is what we call the Red Steer locally. But it's all in fun, even my parents and I eat there all the time when we go into town. But we normally get Baconeers. Those are like huge burgers with bacon, we eat these all the time at home.”
“I often say that if I could raise the money for a franchise, I could probably get rich introducing Red Steer to Los Angeles. There is nothing like finger steaks or the Baconeer down there. Linda here is the first one to have actually eaten at one, and I think now she understand what I mean.”
“Pete, if you ever get the money to open one I can guarantee it will be a success. Especially if you did the fries like this!”
“Well, this is how Aunt Darla makes them. I don't think anybody sells them this way, so you would have to get a machine to slice them also. She does it by hand, that would never work for a fast food place.”
Linda even managed to get her to give her the recipe she used, and I knew that was a family secret. That impressed me, and told me more than anything else that she approved of my choice in girlfriends. After the food was all gone we all headed up to take showers and get dressed for later in the evening. I spent quite a while showing Uncle Dave how the VCR worked, and we even sat back and watched again as I played the only tape we had with something already recorded on it, my game exhibition.
He laughed as he watched, and also said he got why it was a fun game to play. “Although I am not into all those tables, I bet it is a lot of fun to play.” And even he called Holly a “Bitch” when she turned on the other players, and said they should all kick her ass. Then when he understood she had been used, he looked slightly ashamed.
“Uncle Dave, that was how I wrote it. Yes, she was setting them up. But ****************, think of it as magical blackmail. She did not want too, but she had no choice. That is part of what makes it so much fun. And why to do that adventure right, you really need a Kaos that is in on it so she knows what to do.”
He nodded, and when I said that Kim was probably going to run some games in the future, he nodded. “Kim, I bet you will be just as good as you are Pete. You both like reading a lot, and while I never had that kind of book smarts, I have heard you two playing make-believe since you were a baby.”
We all laughed, and soon we were making our departure. We went ahead and drove through town a bit, and we showed her some of the other sites in town. We even showed her the rodeo grounds, and the Portneuf River. We spent some time walking through a park on the river, and I saw more than a few people glance at us as I held one of their hands in each of mine.
“Careful Pete, or they might think you are one of those compound guys that believes in Polygamy” Kim giggled, and I joined in.
“What is that?” Linda asked, and we both explained to her that those were break-away LDS sects that still believed in a man having multiple wives. Kim explained that there were some in the area, but they largely kept to themselves. Shunned by most, they largely kept to compounds well out of town, and only came to town occasionally to get food and a few other things.
“Well, I might agree to share Pete to a degree, but I can't imagine his having another wife. Let alone 4 or 5 of them.”
“I agree there baby, I only want one. Polygamy is something the LDS has been trying to pretend never happened for over a century now, but we all know the truth. Look in some of the records, and you will see a lot of unmarried “sisters” with k**s living with another sister and her husband. It is not allowed anymore, but some groups have broken away, and do it even though it is i*****l. We even get young boys in town from time to time. Once they hit around 16, most boys are kicked out of the compounds, but the girls are forced to stay and get married. It's a crime and a scandal, but there is little that can be done about it.”
Linda was shocked, but I reminded her of Hollywood. After all, there were dozens living in an old hotel in town, mostly surviving on prostitution. And nobody did anything about it there either, why should it be any different here?
Finally, it was almost time for the game, so we headed on over. And there were even more people than last time! We met Doug, and he told us the first broadcast of the taping from the night before would be shown tonight, and Kim rushed off to use the phone to ask her parents to record it. And he also got ahold of Mr. Cummings, and got permission to use segments of the tape and they were going to be used in a later story.
“In short Pete, my editor loved it. It is a combination of many stories in one. A scandalous appearing topic, things that k**s are into that parents do not understand. But then we also have the angle of a local k** that had made a name for himself. And finally, throw in the fact that some of the local clergy have said it is not an evil game and it makes for a powerful story.”
“But you are back again?”
“Yep, this is going to be a three-part story, the first one is now background. Tomorrow it is going to be more about the game, with some shots of you all actually playing. We are going to film the entire game, and then edit it down to a 4 minute segment with narration. Then we are going to have another one, with interviews with Pastor Frank, and several other people. Even Mrs. Dodge has agreed to an interview, and unless something changes tonight will likely admit it was not what she had thought it was.”
I told him that was great, and he told me he had permission to edit in the video from the convention. I had already called him and gotten the same permission, and Kent agreed to loan him his copy, and that he had seen it and it was a lot of fun to watch.
Soon we had started, and for the most part, it was routine. They had been badly mauled, but after the use of almost all of their healing spells and items, they were preparing to enter the lair of the Archmage. And as usual, they made plans on how to stage the attack, but right before they burst in Kaos pushed by them all and hit the hidden button, then entered the door saying “Like, they're here your Exaltedness!”
Everybody was shocked, and several yelled at Linda. Even some of the 30 or so spectators that had gathered to watch were yelling at her, and she looked a little intimidated. This was more than we had ever seen before.
And Kaos (Linda) went to stand in the corner, as the Archmage called her his “pet”, and told her she had done well in bringing them here to their doom. I even had him describe how he was going to enjoy killing them all, and that the Captain and he were going to rule the town with an iron fist, killing anybody who did not do as they ordered. Then the fight broke out, and most were badly injured (and one was u*********s) when they finally took him down.
And then, the unexpected. Pastor Frank said he was going to run Kaos through with his sword. I had him roll, and he got a fucking 20! Roll again, double damage. He then rolled for his weapon, and it was more damage than she could take, Kaos fell u*********s and bleeding.
They left her in the corner bleeding to death as the group cheered, then they searched the room. Only then did they find the notes, where it was described that Kaos was an unwilling pawn, being forced to do so by a magic compulsion. At that, almost everybody lost it. They ran and tried to heal her, but she had been lying too long, she was dead.
Pastor Frank was actually crying, and walked over to Linda, softly saying “Please forgive me”. She stood and gave him a big hug, saying it was alright, and it was only a game. The party was now pissed. They went back to town, full of rage. They did not even try to arrest the Captain as most groups did, they simply walked into the station and killed him. Then laid down their weapons and asked to be taken to the king.
I had them make several rolls for persuasion and managed to convince the king that the Captain was evil and had to die. In the end, he agreed. And rewarded them before banishing them for taking his law into their own hands.
I then took a few minutes to explain to everybody that in over 2 years of playing, this was the first time the party had killed Kaos. “Yes, she was completely innocent, forced to do that **************** by a spell placed upon her. Baby, hand around your character sheet. If you look, she is 'Chaotic Neutral with Good tendencies'. If given a choice between good and evil, she will choose good almost every single time. In here, she simply had no choice. The magic geas placed on her ordered her to find a group that looked like they might be a threat, and to get inside of it and betray it at the worst possible time.”
Even Mrs. Dodge was shocked. “Pete, when Kaos turned, I thought maybe I had been right, and the game was evil. But now I see, that is not it at all, is it?”
“Nope, this is classic film noir here. Imagine Sam Spade taking a case from a gal, and going through a lot of danger. Only in the end to have her betray him and learn she had been trying to have him killed. And in response, he kills her. That is pretty much what happened here tonight. But only after killing her, does he find out she was blackmailed and forced to betray him, or say her son would be killed. If Sam Spade knew that, he would never kill her.”
She nodded, as did Pastor Frank. “The problem here is that when Pastor Frank said he was going to run her through. He basically got perfect rolls, and killed her in a single attack. As the DM, I have no right to interfere with what a player does, I am supposed to be the neutral narrator. He did it, she is dead. However, if this campaign was to continue, he would now be in trouble. His fighter was Lawful Good, and his attacking and slaying an innocent without cause goes against everything he believes.”
Pastor Frank nodded. “If this was my campaign when they returned, I would have him take a strong penalty, and force him to do a severe penance. I might even encourage him to do the equivalent of taking vows and retiring from playing, making him roll up a new character. If he was Chaotic Neutral what he did would have been allowed. But as Lawful Good, it would be like a cop walking up to a criminal who had surrendered, and instead of arresting them shooting them in the head.”
Mrs. Dodge nodded. “And yes, I was indeed wrong. I can see how some may think this game evil. But in your saying that, it also shows me how morality can be enforced when players violate it.”
“Pastor Frank, just be glad you were a fighter and not a Paladin. They are like the old Knights Templar, and if a Paladin had done that, they would have almost immediately been writhing on the ground in pain as their deity stripped almost everything from them, punishing them for that sin and leaving them a basic fighter. Without a deity, without a religion. Disgraced forever.”
Doug of course was recording all of this, and he then asked if that was normal.
“Well, I have run this campaign maybe 20 times over the past 2 years. I have seen players throw things at the Kaos player, swear at her, I have a letter from a gal that had a can of soda thrown at her. And this is the first time this was the ending. Of course, most players do not immediately say once the battle was over they were killing Kaos. Some have tried to take her prisoner. If she is attacked her reaction is to just run away, she herself is ashamed and will never fight the party. But Pastor Frank got lucky, and almost killed her in a single blow. She was not dead, but she was u*********s and bleeding badly, and by the time they realized the mistake, she had bled to death.”
“So she's dead now?”
I chuckled. “Well, think of every time this game is played is in a micro-universe. In this one, she is dead. In most others, she is alive and well. And there are actually other Kaos adventures after this one, but I can't see this group ever doing them now. But you can also see how even good people can do bad things inside of the game. But also as you heard, we have ways to control that kind of behavior. I never allow evil play, and what was done tonight is not quite evil, but borderline. And I am sure that if this group continues to play, they will remember tonight and make sure to never repeat it.”
“Well, I am going to keep playing Pete. And I am going to see about introducing it to the High School Youth Group. I think if done right, I can teach them some good morality lessons, at the same time that they are playing a game.”
I gave Pastor Frank a huge hug, and thanked him for being there. “And don't worry about what happened tonight. If anything, that might have done some good as it allowed me to explain what would happen to a character if they actually did do an evil act. You were just caught up in the emotion, but now you know that in the future you should work harder on suppressing impulses like that.”
Finally, we all said our departures, and Jackie gave me another big hug and kissed my cheek. And now that I was expecting it, I realized it was her tongue was indeed licking my cheek, and she was pressing her breasts into my side more than needed. Feeling a bit wicked, I lightly patted her bottom as she did so, and got a bit of a jump from her when I did. Then Linda insisted they hug and thanked her for taking part in the game, saying she did a great job. Then they had a brief whispered conversation.
Finally, we were all heading back to Kim's place. I stopped to grab another case of beer on the way back and were soon enjoying some Coors at the Pond.
“So, you all are leaving in 2 days?” Kim asked.
I nodded. “Yea, we need to head back, we are going to a convention in Detroit in just over a week, and we need to get some things done. But the extra days here were nice, and I am glad we took them. We already decided to cancel Vegas, we will just have to do that another time.”
“Kim, I'm glad you let me come up here. Meeting you has been incredible, and I say that not just because of the things we have done. You are so cool, and hanging out with you and your family was great, even if this morning left my ass sore.”
The girls both giggled at that and hugged, and Kim said that the next time we came up she would take the time to ensure that Linda could ride a bit better. “Oh, it is not the riding that was rough, so much as when you had the horses run. I was bouncing so much in the saddle it kinda hurt me in places I normally do not bounce in that way.”
I wisely kept quiet, because I knew that she did like to bounce around in the saddle, but not quite that much.
After the girls hugged, Linda once again settled into Kim's lap. And as we talked they kept giving each other little kisses. They were also holding hands, and I saw Linda raise them up and look at them. “It's funny, but when Pete here first told me his last girlfriend was an Indian, I thought he meant somebody from India. Then when I finally understood he meant an actual Indian, I pictured you with feathers and a buckskin dress. But other than being just a bit darker, you are no different than any other girls I know.”
“Well, yea. Oh, if you go back to my great-great grandparent's time we would have been different. There were still some of the Indian Wars going on then, but many were also starting to settle down into the 'White Man Ways'. Taking up farming, a lot started to convert to Mormonism, and the old language started to die out. But you would probably be surprised how many hereabouts have Indian blood. Pete here for example. You are what sweetie, quarter 'skin?”
“One Eighth,” I said. My maternal great-grandfather is Pottawatomie, my mom's mother was actually born on a reservation in Oklahoma. Her and her parents 'left the reservation' when she was a baby and moved to California. Then during the war she met and married a sailor, and when he got out they moved here.”
“Pete, you're part Indian?” Linda asked, her voice full of surprise.
“Well, yea. I thought you knew that, it's rather obvious.” I took my hand and placed it on theirs. “See, I am nowhere near as white as you are, somewhere in between you and Kim here. My lean body, this prominent nose, my darker skin, my hair is a dark brown, but almost perfectly straight. To almost anybody that knows what to look for they can see it. But in LA, Indians are rare, most still think of the old John Wayne movies when they think of them. I'm not ashamed at all, but I also see no reason to talk about it. Out here, they just assumed I was another one of the blow-backs of the local tribe, only a few like Kim know my tribe is from much farther East.”
“So, are you like a member of the tribe or something?”
“Nope, remember great-grandfather left the reservation, at a time you were not supposed to do that. My grandmother was like 6 months old, and her birth was never registered on the reservation. Same with my mom, so all connections are broken. Heck, they even changed their name many times over the years. He went by 'Wolfe' when he died, but I am positive it was some variant of 'Wolf', just changed to the French spelling to hide the fact he was an Indian.”
Kim nodded. “Yea, there has been a lot of that over the years. In fact, there are probably more Indians in the country now than ever before. But some do not like to admit that, seeing ones like Pete here as 'polluted'. And even some of the local whites have a problem, calling them 'half breeds', like Injun Joe in Tom Sawyer. But they are in the minority, most of us really do not give a fuck.”
Linda giggled, and whispered “Well, obviously somebody does give a fuck, or there would not be so many running around with partial Indian blood.”
Kim actually gasped at that, and giving a growl she attacked Linda! And I fully helped her, moving up and pinning Linda's arms on the blanket as Kim proceeded to tickle her almost senseless. We were all laughing, and I know I was almost crying from laughing so hard, and Linda was crying. Finally, she gasped and said “Enough, stop now! I'm gonna pee if you do it any more!”
So we let her up, and grabbing the baby wipes from the backpack she actually hopped out and dashed into the darkness. Kim was still laughing, and asked if tickling her normally caused that reaction. I shrugged, and said I had never carried it that far before.
A few minutes later she came back, and it took a moment before I realized she did not have her bottoms on! Kim noticed the same thing, and gasped slightly. Linda dropped her shorts and panties on the tailgate, and blushed. “Sorry, I accidentally peed a little as you all were tickling me, and did not want to put them back on.”
Kim opened her arms, and a mostly nude Linda crawled into them. We both apologized, but she said it was alright. “It's kinda embarrassing, I have not done that since grade school. But we were having fun, and I know you two did not mean for that to happen.” She leaned forward and gave me a kiss, then turned and gave Kim one also.
And I moved back as the kiss deepened, and got more intense. I saw Kim caressing Linda's hip and bottom, and knew they were going to enjoy themselves at least one more time before we left. This time Kim was the aggressor, and soon Linda's top was on the floor as well, and Kim was kissing and caressing her everywhere. Her lips latched onto Linda's nipple and sucked on it, as her hand moved in between her thighs. And I could tell by the sounds she was making that Linda was enjoying it greatly.
But suddenly Linda pushed her hand away, and slipped out of her lap. She took several minutes on her knees kissing Kim as she removed her clothes, and soon both girls were gloriously naked. She guided Kim down onto her back on the blanket, and I saw her lay on top of her. It was so sexy watching them in a 69, my baby on top and working Kim to at least 2 orgasms, as Kim was holding her bottom and gave her one of her own. Then finally Linda moved off, and after giving me a kiss that tasted of Kim's pussy, she laid onto her back.
She had her legs spread wide, and pulled Kim down on top of her. Kim seemed a little confused, but with her hands on Kim's hips, Linda guided her to the proper location. One of Kim's thighs was pressed in tight between Linda's, and Kim was obviously grinding against her hip. Both girls moaned and started to kiss as they ground against each other.
They did this for maybe 15 minutes, and it was obvious they were both very close. Linda reached down under Kim and started to finger her also, and in moments she was moaning into Linda's mouth as Kim came on Linda's fingers and thigh. And once she calmed down Kim returned the favor, and I saw Linda bucking up against Kim and her fingers as she finally came. Both girls were sweaty and breathing hard, and I moved forward and just kissed their cheeks. “Girls, that was the sexiest thing I think I have ever seen.”
They both grinned, looking into each other's eyes and sharing a soft kiss, then looking at me and each giving me one also. Kim sighed, and said “Now that was something I have to admit none of my fantasies had ever even considered. That was so incredibly intense, and I even got to kiss you as I came.”
“Yea, it is really hard to get the pressure just right like that. But it lasts forever, and it only takes a bit more to go over the top. My girlfriend and I do that sometimes, and it is always amazing. I read in a book somewhere that sometimes girls can do it mound to mound, but an orgasm that way is very difficult. Sometimes I can come grinding against her thigh or hip, sometimes I can't. But it only takes a few minutes with her fingers also and I am there.”
They both shared a long kiss, and I brought out another round of beers. Kim rolled off of Linda, and they both accepted a can, drinking deeply. From the sweat on both of them it was obvious that had been hard work for both of them.
“So Kim, was this everything you thought it would be?” I asked.
She blushed deeply. “Well, if you had asked me 2 weeks ago if I would be making love to your fiancee, I would have said you were crazy. Like any gal, I had the occasional lesbian fantasy of course. But I never thought I would ever actually act on them. And yea, as much as I enjoyed everything we have done together Linda, I'm never gonna give up cock for pussy. But at least now
I can admit I see the attraction.”
“Yea, same here. For me it's cock in the lead by a long shot, then followed in second by pussy. After that, toys, fingers, and then nothing. I readily admit, I love being with a girl, but I much prefer being with Pete here. And when it's like this with you, I get the best of both worlds. I get to be with an incredibly sexy girl like you, and with Pete at the same time. It's a win-win for me all around.”
I agreed, and we both kissed Kim. “And I'm lucky, because my lover lets me share other girls with her, and while she would let me make love to them, that is a limit I put on myself. We got into a fight over that once, she thought I was controlling her. But she did not realize at the time that I was putting even more controls on myself. But that is in the past now, and we both seem happy with this arrangement.”
“Yea, I can see that. And while I will likely never do anything like this ever again in my life, I also will not dismiss the right girl if she was to come along and fall into my lap when I was single. But I'm probably more like her girlfriend, a nice diversion but not a life choice for me.”
We finished our beers then had another, just chatting and cuddling. When it was almost done once again the girls started to tease me that I was once again overdressed. So I let them remove all of my clothes, and I finished my beer in a long gulp and laid back as they let their hands caress me. Finally, they both gave me a kiss, and slipped down towards the tailgate.
They each had a hand on my cock, and were stroking it as they softly talked. I could not hear what they were saying, but by the giggles and blushes I wish I could. Finally Kim looked up at me and smiled. She moved her body up mine as both her and Linda released my cock. Looking into my eyes she placed my cock in the middle of her chest, and pressed her tits against me and started to move up and down.
“Hmmm, I see you remember this Pete. Linda, Pete here used to love fucking my tits, I think he enjoyed this almost as much as fucking my pussy. We did this several times, it was a good substitute when I was having my period. Hmmm, so hard sweetie, go ahead. Go ahead and fuck them, fuck them like you used to Pete.”
I reached my hands down and grasped her shoulders, and started to hump up and down with my hips. Fucking her tits as she was moving herself up and down against and around me. They were larger than they had been when we did this in the past, and felt amazing. And Linda was watching closely, masturbating as she did. I was mostly looking into Kim's eyes, and could feel myself getting closer. She whispered for me to warn her before I came, and I saw Linda turn around and put her face just a foot away, watching as the head popped in and out from between her cleavage.
Finally, I moaned I was almost there, and Kim pulled back, wrapping her hand around my cock and stroking, bending down. Then I felt both her lips and Linda's meet in a kiss over the head of my cock, and I came! Everything was spurting into their mouths, and both girls were moaning as I let myself go. I was spent and laid back, and watched as they pulled back but continued kissing, sharing my load between them. Then finally they broke apart and giggled, then kissed again.
“Well, that was something we never did before. Thanks Linda, I forgot how much fun that was.”
Finally the last of the beers were gone. Linda's shorts were mostly dry so she put them on, and with the area clean we headed back to Kim's house. Once there we each shared a kiss, then Linda went to take a shower. Kim and I cuddled in my bed, just kissing and holding each other until Linda came back. The girls shared a few more kisses, then Kim went to her room and my baby and I held each other and fell asleep.
“She's really good!” Linda said, watching Kim do several runs then applauding. “How long has she been doing that?”
Uncle Dave chuckled. “Oh, since she was around 4. All-State winner 4 times, and runner-up a few others. Too bad Pete here never got into rodeo, this k** is probably the only one I know that does not really like horses.”
“Oh Uncle Dave, I like horses just fine. I just do not like riding them. Or getting thrown off of them. I would rather do other things, like skiing.”
“Yep, that's sure enough true. You are a first-rate skier, that's the truth. I think you got that from your dad, he never cared much for horses either.”
Finally, Kim was done, and she was walking Trixie to cool her off. Aunt Darla came over with Ben, and asked Linda if she wanted to take a ride. Linda looked at me, and I just smiled and nodded. She was over the fence in a shot, and soon she was laughing and riding around the ring. Kim got back on Trixie, and soon Uncle Dave had opened the gate and the two girls were trotting off across the pasture.
Dave and I both laughed, and I helped him muck out the ring and the stalls next to it. Darla joined us and we all chatted, sad that we were leaving in 2 more days. “It's been a pleasure having you here this last week Pete, and that Linda is a real doll. You had better continue to take good care of her, you hear me?”
“Yes Ma'am, I intend on doing just that. What about Kim though, I'm kinda surprised she's single, to be honest.”
“Oh, I think that's mostly because of you Pete. She has her eye on somebody, but we will see how serious it becomes. But I know that Jeff had asked her out, but she turned him down because you were going to be here.”
“Jeff, from school? We actually met him skating the other night. But she said that she could not see herself married to him she told me.”
“Yep, he's a bit younger than she is, and he is a true believer. But I can tell when they look at each other that there is something more there. It only remains to be seen if that is what they want or not. And if nothing else, I think they would make a good couple until he takes off on his mission.”
I agreed, and we chatted for a bit longer until Aunt Darla headed in to make lunch, and Dave and I continued to talk. “Pete, I'm just gonna ask this upfront like, are you and Kim messing around again?”
I looked him in the eye and said “Well, yes and no. We have kissed and fooled around some, but Linda was always there and it was with her permission. But no, we have not made love since I got here, and we will not make love again. I will always love her as a sister, but the past is past. We both known and accept that, so there are no misunderstandings.”
He looked me in the eye, and nodded. “That is what I thought, but Darla insisted I ask. Every night the three of you have been going out to the pond, and we both know what you two used to do out there. I guess I wanted to make sure you were still the same Pete I knew from 2 years ago.”
“Sir, I am. Yes, Kim and I have fooled around a little. But mostly we just kissed and held each other. She also watched Linda and I kiss and fool around a little. But mostly we just drank beers and chatted. She really is more sister to me than anything else now. And she really likes Linda, mostly I think they try to see who can embarrass me the most by telling stories about me.”
Dave laughed at that, and said “That's women for you! I once listened in on your mom and Darla chatting when your dad was in the Army. Darla and I were already married, and your mom was spending the night. I had gone to bed but gotten up to take a piss. And the things they were saying to each other, man! They were saying things I would never say to even my best buddies, and giggling about it. Let's just say I learned more about how your father makes love that night than I ever wanted to know, as well as a review of my own performance.”
I nodded. “Yea, there has been a bit of that. But they knew I was there, and they just did it to tease me. And just so you are aware, Linda even offered to allow me to make love to Kim while I was here. Both of them even told me that, and I turned them down. Kim will always be part of my life, but as my dear friend, not my lover. Anything else would be using her, and that is not only not fair to her, it would weaken our special memories.”
He looked me in the eye, and nodded. “That's what I thought. She wanted me to forbid you all from having beers at the pond tonight, I told her I would not do that. And if she tries to go down there as she had threatened, I guess I will just tell her what you just told me. And that I had overheard her and your mom years ago, and you three were just sharing that kind of conversation. I never told her that before, and it will probably shock her. But it should keep her up here.”
“Uncle Dave, can I ask something? Was listening to their conversation as rough on you then as it is to me sometimes? It's flattering that they almost think of me as 'one of the girls', but it also reminds me of that time Kim and I went to the fair, and she was talking about the stud horse.”
He laughed long and loud at that and nodded. “Trust me, I understand you there. I learned a few things about myself that night I overheard them, and it was humbling. However, that was a long time ago, and I like to think that the things I learned that night which Darla found me lacking in I corrected. And we are still together almost 20 years later, so I think I did the right thing.”
At this time we saw the girls riding back, and laughed. Kim had Trixie at a gallop, and Linda behind on Ben almost looking panicked at a fast center. One hand was on the saddle horn, and her butt was bouncing on and off the saddle in a way I was sure would leave her bruised. Kim was about 50 yards in front and looked back. She then turned Trixie quickly and rode back, and Ben settled into a calm trot the last several hundred yards back.
I helped to unsaddle the horses and rack the gear, as Kim showed Linda how to walk them until they were cooled down, then curry them. Dave and I put the barrels back against the rails and raked the ring, then with the horses fed and watered the 4 of us went back to the house.
After washing up we sat down to lunch, and Linda squealed when she saw Aunt Darla had made finger steaks. She laughed, and said that I had told her that she loved them. “I insisted he show me how to make them, and I did try once. But they came out nothing like this. These are different than the ones he makes.”
I smiled. “Well, to do it right you need buttermilk. My dad and I do not drink buttermilk, and I can't see buying a half-gallon just to throw most of it away, so I do it with regular milk and lemon juice. It comes out a little different, but pretty much the same. Aunt Darla makes more of a traditional type, the ones I make are closer to say those at Dead Steer.”
Linda looked puzzled, and the Little Buck family all laughed. “Oh Pete. Linda, that is what we call the Red Steer locally. But it's all in fun, even my parents and I eat there all the time when we go into town. But we normally get Baconeers. Those are like huge burgers with bacon, we eat these all the time at home.”
“I often say that if I could raise the money for a franchise, I could probably get rich introducing Red Steer to Los Angeles. There is nothing like finger steaks or the Baconeer down there. Linda here is the first one to have actually eaten at one, and I think now she understand what I mean.”
“Pete, if you ever get the money to open one I can guarantee it will be a success. Especially if you did the fries like this!”
“Well, this is how Aunt Darla makes them. I don't think anybody sells them this way, so you would have to get a machine to slice them also. She does it by hand, that would never work for a fast food place.”
Linda even managed to get her to give her the recipe she used, and I knew that was a family secret. That impressed me, and told me more than anything else that she approved of my choice in girlfriends. After the food was all gone we all headed up to take showers and get dressed for later in the evening. I spent quite a while showing Uncle Dave how the VCR worked, and we even sat back and watched again as I played the only tape we had with something already recorded on it, my game exhibition.
He laughed as he watched, and also said he got why it was a fun game to play. “Although I am not into all those tables, I bet it is a lot of fun to play.” And even he called Holly a “Bitch” when she turned on the other players, and said they should all kick her ass. Then when he understood she had been used, he looked slightly ashamed.
“Uncle Dave, that was how I wrote it. Yes, she was setting them up. But ****************, think of it as magical blackmail. She did not want too, but she had no choice. That is part of what makes it so much fun. And why to do that adventure right, you really need a Kaos that is in on it so she knows what to do.”
He nodded, and when I said that Kim was probably going to run some games in the future, he nodded. “Kim, I bet you will be just as good as you are Pete. You both like reading a lot, and while I never had that kind of book smarts, I have heard you two playing make-believe since you were a baby.”
We all laughed, and soon we were making our departure. We went ahead and drove through town a bit, and we showed her some of the other sites in town. We even showed her the rodeo grounds, and the Portneuf River. We spent some time walking through a park on the river, and I saw more than a few people glance at us as I held one of their hands in each of mine.
“Careful Pete, or they might think you are one of those compound guys that believes in Polygamy” Kim giggled, and I joined in.
“What is that?” Linda asked, and we both explained to her that those were break-away LDS sects that still believed in a man having multiple wives. Kim explained that there were some in the area, but they largely kept to themselves. Shunned by most, they largely kept to compounds well out of town, and only came to town occasionally to get food and a few other things.
“Well, I might agree to share Pete to a degree, but I can't imagine his having another wife. Let alone 4 or 5 of them.”
“I agree there baby, I only want one. Polygamy is something the LDS has been trying to pretend never happened for over a century now, but we all know the truth. Look in some of the records, and you will see a lot of unmarried “sisters” with k**s living with another sister and her husband. It is not allowed anymore, but some groups have broken away, and do it even though it is i*****l. We even get young boys in town from time to time. Once they hit around 16, most boys are kicked out of the compounds, but the girls are forced to stay and get married. It's a crime and a scandal, but there is little that can be done about it.”
Linda was shocked, but I reminded her of Hollywood. After all, there were dozens living in an old hotel in town, mostly surviving on prostitution. And nobody did anything about it there either, why should it be any different here?
Finally, it was almost time for the game, so we headed on over. And there were even more people than last time! We met Doug, and he told us the first broadcast of the taping from the night before would be shown tonight, and Kim rushed off to use the phone to ask her parents to record it. And he also got ahold of Mr. Cummings, and got permission to use segments of the tape and they were going to be used in a later story.
“In short Pete, my editor loved it. It is a combination of many stories in one. A scandalous appearing topic, things that k**s are into that parents do not understand. But then we also have the angle of a local k** that had made a name for himself. And finally, throw in the fact that some of the local clergy have said it is not an evil game and it makes for a powerful story.”
“But you are back again?”
“Yep, this is going to be a three-part story, the first one is now background. Tomorrow it is going to be more about the game, with some shots of you all actually playing. We are going to film the entire game, and then edit it down to a 4 minute segment with narration. Then we are going to have another one, with interviews with Pastor Frank, and several other people. Even Mrs. Dodge has agreed to an interview, and unless something changes tonight will likely admit it was not what she had thought it was.”
I told him that was great, and he told me he had permission to edit in the video from the convention. I had already called him and gotten the same permission, and Kent agreed to loan him his copy, and that he had seen it and it was a lot of fun to watch.
Soon we had started, and for the most part, it was routine. They had been badly mauled, but after the use of almost all of their healing spells and items, they were preparing to enter the lair of the Archmage. And as usual, they made plans on how to stage the attack, but right before they burst in Kaos pushed by them all and hit the hidden button, then entered the door saying “Like, they're here your Exaltedness!”
Everybody was shocked, and several yelled at Linda. Even some of the 30 or so spectators that had gathered to watch were yelling at her, and she looked a little intimidated. This was more than we had ever seen before.
And Kaos (Linda) went to stand in the corner, as the Archmage called her his “pet”, and told her she had done well in bringing them here to their doom. I even had him describe how he was going to enjoy killing them all, and that the Captain and he were going to rule the town with an iron fist, killing anybody who did not do as they ordered. Then the fight broke out, and most were badly injured (and one was u*********s) when they finally took him down.
And then, the unexpected. Pastor Frank said he was going to run Kaos through with his sword. I had him roll, and he got a fucking 20! Roll again, double damage. He then rolled for his weapon, and it was more damage than she could take, Kaos fell u*********s and bleeding.
They left her in the corner bleeding to death as the group cheered, then they searched the room. Only then did they find the notes, where it was described that Kaos was an unwilling pawn, being forced to do so by a magic compulsion. At that, almost everybody lost it. They ran and tried to heal her, but she had been lying too long, she was dead.
Pastor Frank was actually crying, and walked over to Linda, softly saying “Please forgive me”. She stood and gave him a big hug, saying it was alright, and it was only a game. The party was now pissed. They went back to town, full of rage. They did not even try to arrest the Captain as most groups did, they simply walked into the station and killed him. Then laid down their weapons and asked to be taken to the king.
I had them make several rolls for persuasion and managed to convince the king that the Captain was evil and had to die. In the end, he agreed. And rewarded them before banishing them for taking his law into their own hands.
I then took a few minutes to explain to everybody that in over 2 years of playing, this was the first time the party had killed Kaos. “Yes, she was completely innocent, forced to do that **************** by a spell placed upon her. Baby, hand around your character sheet. If you look, she is 'Chaotic Neutral with Good tendencies'. If given a choice between good and evil, she will choose good almost every single time. In here, she simply had no choice. The magic geas placed on her ordered her to find a group that looked like they might be a threat, and to get inside of it and betray it at the worst possible time.”
Even Mrs. Dodge was shocked. “Pete, when Kaos turned, I thought maybe I had been right, and the game was evil. But now I see, that is not it at all, is it?”
“Nope, this is classic film noir here. Imagine Sam Spade taking a case from a gal, and going through a lot of danger. Only in the end to have her betray him and learn she had been trying to have him killed. And in response, he kills her. That is pretty much what happened here tonight. But only after killing her, does he find out she was blackmailed and forced to betray him, or say her son would be killed. If Sam Spade knew that, he would never kill her.”
She nodded, as did Pastor Frank. “The problem here is that when Pastor Frank said he was going to run her through. He basically got perfect rolls, and killed her in a single attack. As the DM, I have no right to interfere with what a player does, I am supposed to be the neutral narrator. He did it, she is dead. However, if this campaign was to continue, he would now be in trouble. His fighter was Lawful Good, and his attacking and slaying an innocent without cause goes against everything he believes.”
Pastor Frank nodded. “If this was my campaign when they returned, I would have him take a strong penalty, and force him to do a severe penance. I might even encourage him to do the equivalent of taking vows and retiring from playing, making him roll up a new character. If he was Chaotic Neutral what he did would have been allowed. But as Lawful Good, it would be like a cop walking up to a criminal who had surrendered, and instead of arresting them shooting them in the head.”
Mrs. Dodge nodded. “And yes, I was indeed wrong. I can see how some may think this game evil. But in your saying that, it also shows me how morality can be enforced when players violate it.”
“Pastor Frank, just be glad you were a fighter and not a Paladin. They are like the old Knights Templar, and if a Paladin had done that, they would have almost immediately been writhing on the ground in pain as their deity stripped almost everything from them, punishing them for that sin and leaving them a basic fighter. Without a deity, without a religion. Disgraced forever.”
Doug of course was recording all of this, and he then asked if that was normal.
“Well, I have run this campaign maybe 20 times over the past 2 years. I have seen players throw things at the Kaos player, swear at her, I have a letter from a gal that had a can of soda thrown at her. And this is the first time this was the ending. Of course, most players do not immediately say once the battle was over they were killing Kaos. Some have tried to take her prisoner. If she is attacked her reaction is to just run away, she herself is ashamed and will never fight the party. But Pastor Frank got lucky, and almost killed her in a single blow. She was not dead, but she was u*********s and bleeding badly, and by the time they realized the mistake, she had bled to death.”
“So she's dead now?”
I chuckled. “Well, think of every time this game is played is in a micro-universe. In this one, she is dead. In most others, she is alive and well. And there are actually other Kaos adventures after this one, but I can't see this group ever doing them now. But you can also see how even good people can do bad things inside of the game. But also as you heard, we have ways to control that kind of behavior. I never allow evil play, and what was done tonight is not quite evil, but borderline. And I am sure that if this group continues to play, they will remember tonight and make sure to never repeat it.”
“Well, I am going to keep playing Pete. And I am going to see about introducing it to the High School Youth Group. I think if done right, I can teach them some good morality lessons, at the same time that they are playing a game.”
I gave Pastor Frank a huge hug, and thanked him for being there. “And don't worry about what happened tonight. If anything, that might have done some good as it allowed me to explain what would happen to a character if they actually did do an evil act. You were just caught up in the emotion, but now you know that in the future you should work harder on suppressing impulses like that.”
Finally, we all said our departures, and Jackie gave me another big hug and kissed my cheek. And now that I was expecting it, I realized it was her tongue was indeed licking my cheek, and she was pressing her breasts into my side more than needed. Feeling a bit wicked, I lightly patted her bottom as she did so, and got a bit of a jump from her when I did. Then Linda insisted they hug and thanked her for taking part in the game, saying she did a great job. Then they had a brief whispered conversation.
Finally, we were all heading back to Kim's place. I stopped to grab another case of beer on the way back and were soon enjoying some Coors at the Pond.
“So, you all are leaving in 2 days?” Kim asked.
I nodded. “Yea, we need to head back, we are going to a convention in Detroit in just over a week, and we need to get some things done. But the extra days here were nice, and I am glad we took them. We already decided to cancel Vegas, we will just have to do that another time.”
“Kim, I'm glad you let me come up here. Meeting you has been incredible, and I say that not just because of the things we have done. You are so cool, and hanging out with you and your family was great, even if this morning left my ass sore.”
The girls both giggled at that and hugged, and Kim said that the next time we came up she would take the time to ensure that Linda could ride a bit better. “Oh, it is not the riding that was rough, so much as when you had the horses run. I was bouncing so much in the saddle it kinda hurt me in places I normally do not bounce in that way.”
I wisely kept quiet, because I knew that she did like to bounce around in the saddle, but not quite that much.
After the girls hugged, Linda once again settled into Kim's lap. And as we talked they kept giving each other little kisses. They were also holding hands, and I saw Linda raise them up and look at them. “It's funny, but when Pete here first told me his last girlfriend was an Indian, I thought he meant somebody from India. Then when I finally understood he meant an actual Indian, I pictured you with feathers and a buckskin dress. But other than being just a bit darker, you are no different than any other girls I know.”
“Well, yea. Oh, if you go back to my great-great grandparent's time we would have been different. There were still some of the Indian Wars going on then, but many were also starting to settle down into the 'White Man Ways'. Taking up farming, a lot started to convert to Mormonism, and the old language started to die out. But you would probably be surprised how many hereabouts have Indian blood. Pete here for example. You are what sweetie, quarter 'skin?”
“One Eighth,” I said. My maternal great-grandfather is Pottawatomie, my mom's mother was actually born on a reservation in Oklahoma. Her and her parents 'left the reservation' when she was a baby and moved to California. Then during the war she met and married a sailor, and when he got out they moved here.”
“Pete, you're part Indian?” Linda asked, her voice full of surprise.
“Well, yea. I thought you knew that, it's rather obvious.” I took my hand and placed it on theirs. “See, I am nowhere near as white as you are, somewhere in between you and Kim here. My lean body, this prominent nose, my darker skin, my hair is a dark brown, but almost perfectly straight. To almost anybody that knows what to look for they can see it. But in LA, Indians are rare, most still think of the old John Wayne movies when they think of them. I'm not ashamed at all, but I also see no reason to talk about it. Out here, they just assumed I was another one of the blow-backs of the local tribe, only a few like Kim know my tribe is from much farther East.”
“So, are you like a member of the tribe or something?”
“Nope, remember great-grandfather left the reservation, at a time you were not supposed to do that. My grandmother was like 6 months old, and her birth was never registered on the reservation. Same with my mom, so all connections are broken. Heck, they even changed their name many times over the years. He went by 'Wolfe' when he died, but I am positive it was some variant of 'Wolf', just changed to the French spelling to hide the fact he was an Indian.”
Kim nodded. “Yea, there has been a lot of that over the years. In fact, there are probably more Indians in the country now than ever before. But some do not like to admit that, seeing ones like Pete here as 'polluted'. And even some of the local whites have a problem, calling them 'half breeds', like Injun Joe in Tom Sawyer. But they are in the minority, most of us really do not give a fuck.”
Linda giggled, and whispered “Well, obviously somebody does give a fuck, or there would not be so many running around with partial Indian blood.”
Kim actually gasped at that, and giving a growl she attacked Linda! And I fully helped her, moving up and pinning Linda's arms on the blanket as Kim proceeded to tickle her almost senseless. We were all laughing, and I know I was almost crying from laughing so hard, and Linda was crying. Finally, she gasped and said “Enough, stop now! I'm gonna pee if you do it any more!”
So we let her up, and grabbing the baby wipes from the backpack she actually hopped out and dashed into the darkness. Kim was still laughing, and asked if tickling her normally caused that reaction. I shrugged, and said I had never carried it that far before.
A few minutes later she came back, and it took a moment before I realized she did not have her bottoms on! Kim noticed the same thing, and gasped slightly. Linda dropped her shorts and panties on the tailgate, and blushed. “Sorry, I accidentally peed a little as you all were tickling me, and did not want to put them back on.”
Kim opened her arms, and a mostly nude Linda crawled into them. We both apologized, but she said it was alright. “It's kinda embarrassing, I have not done that since grade school. But we were having fun, and I know you two did not mean for that to happen.” She leaned forward and gave me a kiss, then turned and gave Kim one also.
And I moved back as the kiss deepened, and got more intense. I saw Kim caressing Linda's hip and bottom, and knew they were going to enjoy themselves at least one more time before we left. This time Kim was the aggressor, and soon Linda's top was on the floor as well, and Kim was kissing and caressing her everywhere. Her lips latched onto Linda's nipple and sucked on it, as her hand moved in between her thighs. And I could tell by the sounds she was making that Linda was enjoying it greatly.
But suddenly Linda pushed her hand away, and slipped out of her lap. She took several minutes on her knees kissing Kim as she removed her clothes, and soon both girls were gloriously naked. She guided Kim down onto her back on the blanket, and I saw her lay on top of her. It was so sexy watching them in a 69, my baby on top and working Kim to at least 2 orgasms, as Kim was holding her bottom and gave her one of her own. Then finally Linda moved off, and after giving me a kiss that tasted of Kim's pussy, she laid onto her back.
She had her legs spread wide, and pulled Kim down on top of her. Kim seemed a little confused, but with her hands on Kim's hips, Linda guided her to the proper location. One of Kim's thighs was pressed in tight between Linda's, and Kim was obviously grinding against her hip. Both girls moaned and started to kiss as they ground against each other.
They did this for maybe 15 minutes, and it was obvious they were both very close. Linda reached down under Kim and started to finger her also, and in moments she was moaning into Linda's mouth as Kim came on Linda's fingers and thigh. And once she calmed down Kim returned the favor, and I saw Linda bucking up against Kim and her fingers as she finally came. Both girls were sweaty and breathing hard, and I moved forward and just kissed their cheeks. “Girls, that was the sexiest thing I think I have ever seen.”
They both grinned, looking into each other's eyes and sharing a soft kiss, then looking at me and each giving me one also. Kim sighed, and said “Now that was something I have to admit none of my fantasies had ever even considered. That was so incredibly intense, and I even got to kiss you as I came.”
“Yea, it is really hard to get the pressure just right like that. But it lasts forever, and it only takes a bit more to go over the top. My girlfriend and I do that sometimes, and it is always amazing. I read in a book somewhere that sometimes girls can do it mound to mound, but an orgasm that way is very difficult. Sometimes I can come grinding against her thigh or hip, sometimes I can't. But it only takes a few minutes with her fingers also and I am there.”
They both shared a long kiss, and I brought out another round of beers. Kim rolled off of Linda, and they both accepted a can, drinking deeply. From the sweat on both of them it was obvious that had been hard work for both of them.
“So Kim, was this everything you thought it would be?” I asked.
She blushed deeply. “Well, if you had asked me 2 weeks ago if I would be making love to your fiancee, I would have said you were crazy. Like any gal, I had the occasional lesbian fantasy of course. But I never thought I would ever actually act on them. And yea, as much as I enjoyed everything we have done together Linda, I'm never gonna give up cock for pussy. But at least now
I can admit I see the attraction.”
“Yea, same here. For me it's cock in the lead by a long shot, then followed in second by pussy. After that, toys, fingers, and then nothing. I readily admit, I love being with a girl, but I much prefer being with Pete here. And when it's like this with you, I get the best of both worlds. I get to be with an incredibly sexy girl like you, and with Pete at the same time. It's a win-win for me all around.”
I agreed, and we both kissed Kim. “And I'm lucky, because my lover lets me share other girls with her, and while she would let me make love to them, that is a limit I put on myself. We got into a fight over that once, she thought I was controlling her. But she did not realize at the time that I was putting even more controls on myself. But that is in the past now, and we both seem happy with this arrangement.”
“Yea, I can see that. And while I will likely never do anything like this ever again in my life, I also will not dismiss the right girl if she was to come along and fall into my lap when I was single. But I'm probably more like her girlfriend, a nice diversion but not a life choice for me.”
We finished our beers then had another, just chatting and cuddling. When it was almost done once again the girls started to tease me that I was once again overdressed. So I let them remove all of my clothes, and I finished my beer in a long gulp and laid back as they let their hands caress me. Finally, they both gave me a kiss, and slipped down towards the tailgate.
They each had a hand on my cock, and were stroking it as they softly talked. I could not hear what they were saying, but by the giggles and blushes I wish I could. Finally Kim looked up at me and smiled. She moved her body up mine as both her and Linda released my cock. Looking into my eyes she placed my cock in the middle of her chest, and pressed her tits against me and started to move up and down.
“Hmmm, I see you remember this Pete. Linda, Pete here used to love fucking my tits, I think he enjoyed this almost as much as fucking my pussy. We did this several times, it was a good substitute when I was having my period. Hmmm, so hard sweetie, go ahead. Go ahead and fuck them, fuck them like you used to Pete.”
I reached my hands down and grasped her shoulders, and started to hump up and down with my hips. Fucking her tits as she was moving herself up and down against and around me. They were larger than they had been when we did this in the past, and felt amazing. And Linda was watching closely, masturbating as she did. I was mostly looking into Kim's eyes, and could feel myself getting closer. She whispered for me to warn her before I came, and I saw Linda turn around and put her face just a foot away, watching as the head popped in and out from between her cleavage.
Finally, I moaned I was almost there, and Kim pulled back, wrapping her hand around my cock and stroking, bending down. Then I felt both her lips and Linda's meet in a kiss over the head of my cock, and I came! Everything was spurting into their mouths, and both girls were moaning as I let myself go. I was spent and laid back, and watched as they pulled back but continued kissing, sharing my load between them. Then finally they broke apart and giggled, then kissed again.
“Well, that was something we never did before. Thanks Linda, I forgot how much fun that was.”
Finally the last of the beers were gone. Linda's shorts were mostly dry so she put them on, and with the area clean we headed back to Kim's house. Once there we each shared a kiss, then Linda went to take a shower. Kim and I cuddled in my bed, just kissing and holding each other until Linda came back. The girls shared a few more kisses, then Kim went to her room and my baby and I held each other and fell asleep.
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