El Rancho del Corazón
Part V: Stress
50 Gymnast
WE ALL HAD THINGS we needed to do during the break and there were even a couple trips north. Whitney had to fly to Reno with the team for a tournament and they suffered their second loss of the season in the final game. Kentucky was a tough team this year. We were all back together for our New Year’s Eve party and invited everyone from the clan who could come. Most of the younger clan, of course, couldn’t just drive down on New Year’s Eve and spend the night. But there were twenty-eight of us and we stayed mostly dressed. Adam got back from a close loss to Auburn in the Peach Bowl. Angela came to join us, as well.
High school classes at St. Joe Valley High started on Wednesday the second. George had come down for New Year’s Eve and after we admonished him over and over to drive carefully, George, Mary, Lexi, and Judy headed back north. I’d had some very nice topless cuddle time with Lexi and Judy. They wanted to make sure I remembered my promise, even though it was still a year and a half away.
My cónyuge were making a special effort to let me spend time with my compañera, whom I didn’t see as often. Hannah and I spent an entire afternoon cuddled with Sarah as I made slow love to her. I made sure Nikki had a very nice night held close against me. She insisted that we make love in her Christmas stocking sleeping bag. She had lots to talk about, but mostly it was to say that she loved school—something she had barely tolerated before. She was respected for her writing and challenged by her teachers. She sighed and said, “If I just had someone to fuck me every night, life would be perfect.”
And then there was Cassie.
Liz and, surprisingly, Nikki, distracted Josh for a few hours. I didn’t think Nikki had ever touched him and wasn’t exactly sure what they were planning to do, but I had only a few seconds to think about it Saturday before Cassie erased my brain. I don’t think I’d ever seen Cassie so aggressive. She pushed me down on the bed and sat on my face while she tried to swallow my cock. It didn’t take long for us to come and then she wanted quiet, gentle love-making—without penetration—for as long as we could keep going.
“Brian,” she whispered as we spooned together almost sleeping, “will you… um… I’ve heard you with Courtney sometimes and… um… Will you… bump?”
“Are you sure, Cass? That seems a little out of your comfort zone,” I said as I stroked up and down her beautiful body, still marveling at how she liked to have sex with me, even though she only let Josh in her.
“Yes. I want to feel it. Not in. Not this time. But just bumping like you do with her. And helping me along a little. And… I was so embarrassed when I talked to her,” Cassie giggled. “She said that a few times, you were right at… you know, the opening… when you squirted. Could you be right there? With me?”
“Cassie, do you know what a beautiful butt you have?” I whispered as I nibbled her ears and began to move slowly between her cheeks.
“Well, it’s not a little bubble butt, like Courtney’s. She’s like perfect.”
“I’m not making comparisons,” I said. She caught her breath as the tip of my cock dragged across her butt hole. I was getting harder just moving against her and Cassie was moving her hips to make sure I got maximum contact with her most sensitive places. “I’m just appreciating how beautiful you are.” She pulled my hand down with hers to get to work on her pussy while my cock bumped her back door. Each time I came in contact with and dragged against her anus, she caught her breath. I could feel what it was doing to her as she expelled more and more lubricant. I dragged my fingers through her pussy, collecting as much of the slippery fluid as I could, and dragged it up through her crack to make things slipperier.
“Bump,” she whispered as I hit the spot again. We kept up the slow and gentle rhythm, holding against her each time I completed a stroke. Her bottom would flare in and out, pinching at my cockhead each time I made contact. She reached back and dragged my cock through the moisture of her pussy before positioning it again between her cheeks. It was even smoother sliding. I played with her nipples with my left hand, gently rolling them between my fingers. My right hand played in her pussy. My mouth was busy on her shoulders, neck and ear. Each time I hit her hole, she pushed back against me more firmly, lodging just the tip of my prick in far enough to pinch it with her muscles. Her breath was getting shorter, and so was mine. I wasn’t going to last much longer.
“Yes,” I hissed as my cock lodged with the head half in her and her butt muscles fluttered against it. My fingers clenched and I pressed her clit hard as I started squirting into her butt. Her voice quavered as she came and pushed back so hard that I had to pull back so I didn’t slide all the way into her. When we settled down, she rolled toward me, dislodging me from her ass and holding me firmly. She kissed me, passionately at first, and then more slowly and lazily. It was not long before I realized she’d fallen asleep with her lips touching mine.
Josh, Cassie, and Sarah all had to leave on Sunday. The house, and a little part of my heart, were already beginning to feel empty.
It got emptier. Liz, Nikki, Rose, Samantha, Whitney, and Elaine all went up to Mishawaka to spend a couple days with their parents. Jennifer and Courtney visited Jen’s father and stepmother in Indy. Hannah and I spent the day working on the television schedule, themes for each of the shows coming up, and compared the shooting schedule with when I knew my classes, mid-terms, and finals would be. We took a break in the late afternoon to make love. It seemed strange that just the two of us were in the house. Our special time together.
“Shall we just stay in bed for the rest of the day and night?” I asked her. “I could live just holding you.”
“Oh, that would be so nice,” she whispered. She nuzzled my neck and I got chills all down my spine. “But I’m going out tonight.”
“What? Where? With whom?” I sounded like a jealous boyfriend and she pulled back to look at me like I was insane. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to react like that. You took me by surprise. I just thought it was only the two of us here and we’d do something special. I didn’t mean to sound all possessive.”
“I have other friends, Brian,” she sighed deeply. Then she started giggling. “Carl, Louise, and Brenda invited me to dinner tonight,” she finally laughed. “Louise has all our year-end financials to go over. We’re going to prepare our projections for the board. We’ll probably work late.”
“Oh. Well, I’m interested,” I ventured.
“You’ll be busy,” she giggled. “Someone else wants some time alone with you. Now come and make love with me in the shower so I can go visit our friends.”
Someone else? I automatically wondered if Doreen was planning for us to get started tonight. Wow!
I was surprised, but not disappointed.
“Honey, I’m home!” Sora called as she came through the front door. As usual, I’d spent my alone time in the kitchen and had prepared a light dinner for two. “Did you miss me?”
“I did!” I said. She’d left on Sunday to visit her family. I didn’t realize she’d be home before the weekend. “How was your trip?”
“Oh, you know. Busy, busy, busy. But what can you do? So many boys; so little time,” she laughed. “Oh! Did you make me dinner?”
“I think I did,” I said. I hadn’t spent a night alone with Sora in a very long time. I was glad we were having this time before classes started again.
We ate grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup at the counter and laughed about all the adventures of the holiday. Geoff had called her. He, Kevin, and Robyn had taken an apartment near the university in Pullman and were all living together. He seemed happy and thought it might have been the best Christmas Robyn had ever had. We moved from the kitchen to the fireplace where I added a couple logs. When I turned back to Sora in the big chair, she was naked. I quickly joined her and we settled into the chair to pet and talk.
“You are even more beautiful than you were in high school,” I whispered. “And you are solid as a rock.”
“Gymnastics has been eating my ass. Want to see my newest move?”
“Of course! Why don’t we ever hear about your competitions? You know we’d all come to them,” I said. She stood in front of the chair with her back to me.
“We only have six meets, including Nationals. The first one is at the end of this month. All but one we have to travel to. It’s not like it’s a varsity sport here at IU. We don’t even practice on campus.”
“That sucks.”
“Not as much as this.” She stepped back onto the edge of the chair and bent backwards until her hands were on the arms. Then her feet came off the chair as she went into a handstand. In a second, she was lowering her mouth to my cock and her pussy to my face.
“Didn’t we try this once before?” I asked, taking a long lick through her moist slit.
“In this chair, I have something to rest my legs on so I don’t have to support my entire weight through it all,” she said as she raised up off my cock. “If you help a little, we might make it all the way.”
I helped as much as I could. And if ‘all the way’ meant she was choking on my come when she hit her peak, I guess we made that, too. I helped lift her up while she generally collapsed back in my lap. It took us a while to recover, but once we did, Sora wanted me in her. She hugged me tightly as she squeezed my cock with her pussy.
“Brian,” she whispered. “I’m moving over to the chapter house.” She started crying and, while sobs would normally spell an end to any erection, hers were shaking her pussy around my cock and making sure I stayed firmly embedded.
Shit. I knew some people were going to move on eventually, but it still hurt to think about it. I gave Sora all my attention to make sure she felt as much love as I could give her.
“You’re leaving us?” I said as I kissed her tears.
“I don’t want to,” she whimpered. “But, I want my own lover. It would be perfect if he were like Josh and we could be part of the casa, but I’m afraid I won’t find someone who is compatible with everyone. I worry about even trying to introduce another guy into our mix. I’ve been out three times with Tim Rubens and we are probably going to step it up a little. I’d… be embarrassed to bring him here to make love. I love you, Brian, and I want you in me right now. But in the long run, I don’t want to share my lover.”
“Sora, whether or not you are my lover, I will always love you and you will always be welcome in our home. I just want you to be happy. I love you,” I whispered.
“I’m not giving you up, yet,” she said. “Make love to me. Make love to me all night. Make love to me whenever we can. And if my boyfriend gives me permission, make love to me for the rest of my life. I love you, Brian. Even if we aren’t making love, you will still be my compañera.”
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