Foolish Wisdom
14 Coming Home
I KNOCKED SOFTLY and opened the door.
“Jen? Court? May I come in?”
“Yes, Brian. Of course.”
“If you’d rather be alone, I understand. I don’t want to interrupt your celebration.” My protest was cut off by a pair of lips in the darkness. It took about a second to identify them as Jennifer’s. When I lost contact with them, Courtney’s replaced them. “May I come to bed with you? I think it’s okay tonight.” The girls each took an arm and we settled in. Thank God Anna’s house was air conditioned. It wouldn’t have taken much on this August night to become a hot sticky mess. They tried to sandwich me between them. “Court? Don’t you think this would be a good time to sandwich our newly minted sixteen-year-old girlfriend between us?”
“As long as your lips and hands are still available to both of us,” she giggled.
“I wasn’t sure. I’m surprised you both still have your clothes on,” I laughed softly.
“Now that you’re here it would be okay to lose some of them,” Jennifer whispered. She followed her words by stripping off her nightie and I could tell in the darkness that Courtney was following suit. I pulled my T-shirt off. We cuddled together with the sheet thrown down so we were unencumbered.
“Jennifer, may I give my girlfriend a kiss and touch her breasts and lick her pretty sixteen-year-old nipples?”
“Yes! Brian and Courtney, I give you my explicit permission to touch me any way you want to outside my panties.” I kissed Jennifer deeply and Courtney’s hand joined mine caressing her breast. Our fingers were playing tag around her nipples.
“Brian and Jennifer, I give you my explicit permission to touch me any way you want to outside my panties,” Courtney said.
“I give you both the same permission, but you know the two of you don’t have to abide by my fifteen-year-old restrictions.” We kissed and fondled some more and then Jennifer kissed each of us quickly.
“Brian, we need to tell you something,” she started.
“You know Jennifer and I love each other, right?” Courtney asked.
“Of course. It’s been obvious ever since I met you—almost.”
“But, Brian,” Jennifer said, “we’re not really lesbians.” What was she saying?
“I love Jennifer and I’d do anything to make her happy…”
“Including making me come,” Jennifer finished, kissing Courtney.
“But we aren’t going to just start fucking each other because we can… uh… touch our genitals.”
“Everyone gets to set her own pace,” I agreed.
“Our pace. Um… It’s more than that,” Jennifer said. “We practiced this, Courtney. What comes next?” Practiced?
“It doesn’t make a difference, Jen. Brian, I love you.”
“Brian, I love you,” Jennifer repeated.
“I love you both,” I said. “You’ve got me confused, though.” Jennifer took a deep breath that did wonderful things to the breast held in my hand and then let it out.
“We don’t want to do it without you.”
“That doesn’t mean you have to hurry up or come and eat us as soon as you turn sixteen.”
“As much as we want sex and want to feel you…”
“Touch us.”
“And eat us.”
“We’re willing to wait until you’re ready.”
“And that doesn’t mean until you’re ready and we happen to be available,” Jennifer rushed on. “We mean until you’re ready for us. Specifically.”
“Brian, Jen and I don’t want to do it with each other without you.”
“You don’t want to touch each other?”
“No, we do,” Jen jumped in. “We come off as a lot more experienced than we are.”
“We kind of make people think that. But we aren’t. Really.”
“It’s not like we don’t love to kiss each other. And even to suck each other’s nipples.”
“But…” I’d almost lost track of who was talking. There was a long pause before Courtney continued. “We’ve never touched each other’s pussies. Even outside our panties, Brian. I’d like to. Sometimes I smell when Jen gets aroused…”
“Like when we’re lying in bed together talking about you,” Jen said.
“Yeah. But… I smell her and I think…”
“Oh, I just want to bury my face in her pussy and lick the hell out of her!”
“Jen!”
“I do.”
“Yeah. So do I.”
“But it doesn’t feel right,” Jennifer said. “That first night we met you with the girl scouts, we whispered in the same bunk for hours.”
“I was older, but Jen was braver. I lay in bed the next night waiting for her to come back from your cabin. When she did and she told me what you’d done and what you said, I fell in love.”
“I knew when you saved me from that fall that you were a guy to keep. And then I thought you’d never write to me, but you sent me a Christmas card and then we were writing back and forth and half the time it was Courtney telling me what to say.” The girls grabbed me by the neck and hauled me in for a kiss, first with one, then the other, and then both together.
“Brian,” Courtney panted. “I know we’re young. I know forever is a long time and anything can happen. But at least for now…”
“For now and for as long as we can wait…”
“We aren’t doing anything together that we haven’t done with you first.”
“You girls! Do you have any idea how much I love you? I don’t want you to have to wait for me. I know you love each other.”
“But it’s so exciting,” Jen said. “It’s only with you that we allow ourselves to move forward and since you are so far away, it forces us to build up and build up…”
“Until we touch ourselves and both have orgasms, thinking about how it will be with the three of us together,” Courtney finished. “Don’t rush, Brian. We’ll wait.”
“We’re not even asking you to come to us first. You’ve got a lot of girlfriends who want to… be intimate with you.”
“And some of them are a lot older than we are.”
“And hornier. You don’t have to wait for us. We’re waiting for you.”
Holy fuck! What do I do now? I was hoping to come in here and just love and cuddle them and maybe do something a little special for Jennifer’s birthday. I didn’t know how to handle this. But my hand was cupping Jennifer’s left breast as she lay between Court and me. Court’s hand was mirroring mine on Jennifer’s right breast. I leaned over and kissed Courtney and led her face down with my lips until we were both kissing Jennifer. Once I was pretty sure Court was following my lead, I started trailing kisses down Jennifer’s neck and onto her chest. She moaned. I moved to the center and kissed Courtney again. Then I started moving toward Jen’s left nipple.
“I came in here to see if I could give my girlfriend a special birthday present,” I whispered. “I don’t see any reason to change that plan.” I captured her nipple in my mouth and moved my hand to intercept Court’s. We linked our fingers together and Jennifer kept moaning as we sucked her nipples and I dragged Court’s hand down with mine across Jen’s tummy. Jen started panting and gyrating her hips and grabbed a pillow to stuff in her mouth when we reached her panty line. I lifted my lips to find Courtney’s again and we pushed the pillow aside to meet Jen’s with our lips and our tongues. My nipple was tight against Jen’s and even though it was dark in the room, I knew Courtney and Jennifer were nipple to nipple as well. I pushed our hands lower and cupping Courtney’s fingers in my own I started exploring Jen’s pussy through her little panties. To my surprise, it was Courtney who started whining with an orgasm first. As our eight fingers and two thumbs continued to press into the folds of Jen’s pussy, she soon joined Court in whining out an orgasm.
It was after two in the morning and we fell asleep on each other with Courtney’s and my fingers intertwined cupping Jen’s pussy.
I had two nights of servitude to go and baked another gross-and-a-half of popovers. Far from eating into the crowd for prime rib on Friday and Saturday night, my Thursday night special seemed to bring more people in. A lot of people came back just to wish me well. Mom and Dad stayed all weekend and no one said anything about sleeping arrangements for either the parents or kids. Sunday morning, Bill and Crystal came over for breakfast and presented me with a completion certificate for my summer internship including the district seal and the school superintendent’s signature. My computer and printer and my bags were loaded in our car and I ran back into the house to “get something I forgot.” What I forgot was one more long and heartfelt kiss with my girlfriends.
“Sometimes when you’re together,” I said to them, “I want you to touch each other like I’m touching you and think of me being with you. I’m going to be one day. I know it like I know my name. I love you both.” The girls each had a hand join mine on the other’s pussy. Of course, their other hands were rubbing my cock. I think we all got the message. I ran out to the car and Jen and Court stayed on the porch. Anna was hugging Mom and Dad in the driveway and I think all three had tears in their eyes. Anna turned to look at me.
“Thank you, other Mom,” I said. “Anna, come to visit any time, please. And if you happen to bring those two adorable girls with you, you’ll be doubly welcome.” She squeezed me tightly and then pushed away and looked down at my crotch.
“Still?”
I shrugged. What’s a guy to do?
It was a quiet trip home. Wow. What a summer. Mom and Dad were quiet, too. Mom drove and Dad had his arm up along the seat resting his hand on her shoulder. I wondered if Anna would consider moving in with us. And bringing the girls. All I had to do was close my eyes and those two beautiful girls were in my vision. What happened to me over the summer? Would I feel different now that I was back? Different about my other girlfriends? About Hannah?
We were home before noon and I hauled my stuff upstairs. I set my computer on my desk and attached the cables. Everything in my room was neat and it had a pleasant smell. Mom and Dad went over to see Grandpa Frost and I just sat there at my desk to contemplate life. I must have dozed off. Let’s face it, I didn’t get much sleep last night.
I opened my eyes to giggling girls on the other side of the room. Hannah, Sarah, and Samantha, all in their Sunday dresses. Which soon came off. Three pretty girls in panties and bras. Sarah peeled off pantyhose while sitting on the edge of my bed. Oh my. I held my breath.
“Whoever invented these things should be shot,” Hannah sighed as she unfastened her bra and let it fall to the floor. Oh my God! Hannah’s beautiful bare breasts. “It’s too hot. Where’s my blue T-shirt?”
“That’s easy for you to say,” Samantha groused. Her bra joined Hannah’s on the floor. Oh my God! Samantha’s beautiful bare breasts. “You are high and firm. If I go riding without a bra I flop all over everyplace.”
“Aww. Hug, girlfriend?” Hannah asked. Her smooth round full but not floppy breasts pressed into Samantha’s only slightly fuller beauties. My cock was rigid and I was drooling, trying not to let my eyes spring wide open.
“Hannah,” Sarah whispered. “Brian’s here! He might see us.” She’d clutched her dress back up in front of her.
“That’s the point, sister,” Hannah whispered back.
“Oh.” Sarah looked at Samantha and Hannah going back and forth to my dresser to pull out T-shirts, try them on and then throw them back in the drawer. “Oh!” Sarah’s dress fell and was quickly joined by her bra. Oh my God! Sarah’s beautiful bare breasts. Three girls in just their panties pretending I wasn’t there as they compared various pieces of clothing. “Hug, sister?” Sarah asked. It was almost like watching someone hug a mirror. With Samantha waiting her turn.
My chair tipped back too much and I discovered how far it was to the floor.
“Ack!” That was me.
“Ack!” That was all three girls.
“Brian! Are you all right?” Hannah screamed as she ran to me. Realizing I’d actually fallen, Sarah and Samantha quickly joined her. Hannah cradled my head against her breasts. I closed my eyes and tried to memorize the sensation of her skin against my cheek. “You’re home!” Hannah said, as though it was a new discovery. I flicked my eyes open. Sam’s breasts were pressed against the other side of my face and Sarah was leaning over me.
“Um… girls? You’re kind of naked.”
“Oh. We were changing clothes. But we’re so excited to see you,” Sarah said. Yeah. The excitement extended to six really hard nipples pointing at me or pressed into my face.
“Well, since we’re all half-way naked anyway,” Hannah said, “Brian, I give you explicit permission to touch my breasts a little while you kiss me hello.” I nearly came in my pants when Hannah bent to kiss me and pulled my hand up to touch her soft bare breast for the first time. It wasn’t long and drawn out and I didn’t try to squeeze or pinch her nipple or anything, but it was a sensation I would never forget. Hannah pulled away and pushed at my hand. I released her. “It’s not so completely icky,” she giggled.
“Brian, I give you my explicit permission to touch my breasts while you kiss me hello,” Sarah whispered as she practically lay on top of me in order to reach my lips. My hands were filled with her bosom and I moaned into her mouth as she moved against my cock. She pulled away and I looked again at the almost identical sets of breasts on the sisters.
“Brian, I give you my explicit permission to touch my breasts and anything else you want to while you kiss me,” Sam said. Hannah and Sarah moved aside a little to give Sam room. The kiss she gave me was long and loving and my hands roamed freely along her breasts and legs and butt. What incredible silky soft legs! I no longer had any doubts about having lost any of my connection to these three girls while I was off in Kokomo with Courtney and Jennifer.
As soon as the welcoming kisses were done, all three girls ran to get dressed. I wished a fond farewell to those breasts as they were covered in T-shirts and various forms of armor. I was immediately hustled downstairs to make lunch—a project that all four of us engaged in with as much chatter as cooking. Mom and Dad came in just in time to eat with us and were laughing at the antics of the girls each trying to feed me something off my plate. More often than not, the food got on my face rather than in it.
“Horses!” Sam said as soon as we had the dishes cleaned up. She reached for her boots and was out the door before I’d even found mine. Hannah was close behind her and I was surprised to find Sarah pulling boots on. I held her hand as we followed to the barn.
“That was pretty outrageous of you three when you came in,” I said. “And daring.”
“And scary. But… I liked it. Hannah has been encouraging us to open ourselves to new experiences.”
“But she’s still so… I know she didn’t enjoy that as much as I did.”
“She enjoyed it a little. She enjoyed being daring and pushing her boundaries more than actually being touched, I suppose. But she thought Sam and I wouldn’t do it if she didn’t first.”
“Would you?”
“No.”
“Well, thank you. I really liked it, Sarah.”
“You should. Sometimes when I look at my sister I think I’m looking in a mirror.”
“Um… I didn’t mean…”
“I know. But I still know. There isn’t anyone like Hannah. If you see her in me, I’m flattered.” I stopped and turned Sarah to face me.
“Sweetheart, listen to me. Okay. Granted, there simply is no one like Hannah. That’s good. But one of the things she’s taught me is that a girl doesn’t have to be like her for me to love her. I look at you, Sarah, and I know from the deepest part of my heart that I love you. Not because you are like Hannah, but because you are you. I… Sarah, may I kiss my girlfriend?”
“Yes,” she squeaked. I did. I just tried to pour my love into that kiss. Sarah melted against me and responded in kind. And in those few moments, there was no thought of Hannah in my mind. Until she yelled at us.
“Come on, you guys. You can do that on the horses.” We laughed and went to the barn.
“And why didn’t you tell us about bareback pads?” Samantha demanded. “Liz came over last week and showed us where they were and how we could ride double with them and it’s so much more comfortable than the saddles. And if you sit just right… um…”
Both horses had bareback pads on them and Sam and Hannah led them to our mounting block. Hannah got up on Silk and Sarah climbed on behind. I got up on Rika behind Sam.
“They’re going to lead,” Samantha said. “Which means they can’t hear or see anything we do. So, the permission I gave you earlier is still in effect. God! We’ve missed you, Brian. Put your hands inside my shirt and just hold my tummy. Please?”
It was less stimulating than her bare breasts but somehow it was almost more intimate as we caught up with the summer’s activities. Over the course of the afternoon and some three hours riding, I got the same instructions from each of the girls. I rode behind them with my hands on their bare tummies, just talking and occasionally kissing a little. I finished the afternoon behind Hannah on Silk with Sarah and Sam so far ahead we lost track of them.
Hannah pulled Silk to a stop and let her graze on the tufts of grass that grew near the trees. She turned and kissed me, allowing just a touch of our tongues. It was sweet and intoxicating.
“Help me,” she said. I figured out what she wanted to do and got her turned around facing me. She handed me the reins as she settled onto my lap. I’d pretty much been hard ever since I got home and she was intentionally rubbing against my cock with her jeans-clad pussy. “I’m the only one of the three of us girls who isn’t wearing a bra,” she said softly. “So, if you want to touch more than my tummy, you can.”
“Are you sure?” She nodded. “But, that gets me really turned on, honey, and I know it doesn’t do the same for you.”
“But I like the feel of you holding me. It’s something I can do for my boyfriend just because I love him. And I mean what I’ve said before, Brian. If you want to… uh… rub your penis… against me down there, it’s okay. It would just be a gift I can give my boyfriend.” She kissed me, putting as much into it as she could as my hand caressed her breast. It was her that was doing the rubbing, but the result was the same. Rubbing through our underwear and two layers of jeans wasn’t going to get either of us off, but when I nudged Silk into a trot the bouncing of her in my lap was pretty intense.
“Where have you guys been?” Sam asked as we rode up. She looked at our position and raised her eyebrows. Hannah kicked her leg over my head so she could slide off. As I dismounted I heard her whisper to Sam.
“I think my pussy’s bruised.”
I woke up at four-fifteen with a pair of beautiful green eyes looking into mine. Hannah smiled and mouthed the words “good morning” without making noise. Her sister lay against her on the other side and Samantha was kind of half on me. We wiggled out of bed. Mom and Dad said sleepover rules were in force. We could all stay together, but we had to have proper sleepwear on. That didn’t stop Hannah from stepping out of hers as soon as we were out of bed so she could grab clean underwear and pull on shorts and a T-shirt. I was going to dress and go with her but she shook her head. “Bread,” she whispered.
We went down to the kitchen and Hannah grabbed her paper bundle. They’d been delivering them to our house all summer. I started mixing the ingredients for my bread while she snapped rubber bands around the papers for delivery. We didn’t really say much. I poured her a glass of juice and she packed her news bag as I set the bread dough up to rise for the first time.
“Are you sure you don’t want me to ride with you, honey? This is our special time.”
“It is, Brian. It is. But I’ll be faster delivering by myself. You should go cuddle with your other girlfriends while the bread rises. I’ll be back in an hour.”
“I love you, girlfriend.” She wrinkled her nose at me and put a kiss on my cheek before riding out of the drive. I brushed my teeth and crawled back in bed between Sarah and Samantha. It must have been something about my weight in the middle that caused the two of them to roll toward me and snuggle into my arms. I kissed the top of their heads and went back to sleep.
I woke up when Hannah crawled into bed behind Sam. She’d shed her shorts but kept the T-shirt on.
“I punched the bread down. You’ve got another forty-five minutes before you need to get up,” she whispered. She pulled my arm around both her and Sam and we all nodded off again.
I woke this time to Samantha slowly shifting her pelvis up and down against my leg. I needed to go finish the bread. I kissed her on top of the head and she lifted her lips to mine.
“Do you need more time, sweetheart?” She sighed and rubbed a couple more times before pulling back.
“Hmm-mmm. I was just getting warmed up. Do you need… anything?”
“Only to go knead the bread.”
“Okay. I like having you home.” I managed to wiggle out of bed and this time I dressed before I went to the kitchen. I saw both Sam and Hannah watching me.
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