"Katie!" I gasped.
My sister pulled off of my cock and swatted her girlfriend on the thigh. Katie jumped up and Julie yanked her pants and underwear to the floor. Julie and her girlfriend traded places. Nicole helped my sister get the brunette mounted on my cock, sitting on my lap, facing away from me.
My eyes were clamped shut and my teeth were clenched together so hard that they hurt. As I felt Katie's velvety folds surround my over-stimulated penis, I lost the last bit of control and moaned as my balls began unloading - firing jet after jet at Katie's womb.
She lay back against me and I hugged her, squeezing her delightful breasts and seeking out her lips for kisses. She turned her head, and we made out as the last of my goo oozed into her and I fondled her hefty jugs.
Nicole dropped to her knees between Katie's thighs and began licking, nibbling, and sucking on her clitoris. Katie gasped and grabbed my girlfriend's head by her hair - trying to pull her or push her away. Nicole giggled as she tormented her. Katie had bent forward so I grabbed her hips and began fucking my cock in and out of her sloppy twat.
"Julie! Help!" she moaned.
My sister giggled and dropped onto the couch to watch my girlfriend and I as we fucked her woman.
It took about five minutes, but we got her to cum. Still mounted on my cock, her body shuddered, and she moaned and pulled Nicole closer. The blonde had stopped sucking and was just licking and lapping at her clitoris and the area where Katie's cunt was stretched around my cock.
"Fuck!" she gasped, panting for air. "You two just about killed me!"
She pulled herself off of my penis. Nicole sucked and licked me clean and then lapped at Katie's twat to collect the jism that was escaping from her vagina. Katie stepped over Nicole and went to sit by my sister to snuggle. My new girlfriend went back to sucking and licking my cock.
"You don't have to do that," I told her.
"I know," she said.
Julie stepped over Nicole's head and sat on my lap, spreading her thighs. Her cunt was positioned just above my cock. She reclined against me.
"Somebody promised to make me scream," she said, grinning at Nicole.
The blonde grinned and lunged forward. She practically dove between my sister's thighs - spearing her tongue between Julie's labia - digging for buried treasure. I wrapped my left arm around my older sibling's body and squeezed her breast. My right hand trailed down her body - heading for her clitoris. She began to writhe but I had her pretty much locked into place. I gently bumped and fondled her clitty - causing her to moan and groan. Nicole's efforts were having an impact as well. I bit my sister's ear lobe and then sucked on it.
"Alex ...," she complained.
"I love you ...," I whispered.
I slid a finger down between her labia and stroked her as Nicole continued to lick, lap, nibble, and suck. I moved my finger to her vaginal entrance and began sliding my finger in and out of her cunt. Nicole lapped at her slit and then targeted her clitoris. Julie was starting to lose her shit.
I sped up the penetration I was giving her and she writhed more and moaned louder. Nicole slid a finger or two in from below and Julie whimpered. The two of us fucked our fingers in and out of her as the blonde licked and sucked at her little nub.
"You'll have to tongue-fuck her," Katie told us, relaxing on the couch. "I can never get her off with my fingers."
I moved my fingers back to my sister's clitoris. Nicole placed her mouth over my sister's cunt and began licking and sucking. Julie squirmed and wriggled. Nicole pulled my sister's labia apart and began fucking her tongue into the mouth of her cunt like a woodpecker attacking a tree. I moved my left hand to my sister's clit and use my right to pull her face around for a kiss. I kissed her hard - stealing away her breath - as my girlfriend tongue-fucked her cunt.
My sister broke the kiss and bit my lip - holding onto it. A keening moan poured from her lips as Nicole got her closer and closer to her release. She reached down, grabbed the brunette's head, and began thrusting her hips at the girl's face.
I felt Nicole's hand wrap around my cock. It was aching with need - and as stiff as a board - listening to my sister and watching my girlfriend eat her out. Nicole stroked my cock twice and then trapped it between her lips and my sister's thrusting cunt.
Julie was shaking and shuddering and thrusting and Nicole kept shoving my prick between us until - when Julie slid back to reset - and then thrusted forward again - Nicole managed to slide my cock inside of my sister's cunt. As soon as it slipped in, she attacked Julie's clitoris - nibbling and sucking like a nursing baby.
Julie fucked my cock in and out of her cunt as my girlfriend sucked her clit. Once, twice, she thrusted - and then the keening moan turned into a shriek - and then a scream.
"Fuck ...!" she cried out.
"Spank her clit," Katie ordered.
Nicole pulled her face back and began slapping my sister's mons like she was spanking a bad child.
A non-verbal shrieking wail poured out of my sister's mouth and her channel clenched down on my shaft.
A burst of girl-jism shot out of her body and Nicole repositioned quickly to capture it in her mouth. She swallowed it down and then began licking and lapping to catch whatever was coming next.
"Now suck her clit," Katie directed. "Get ready for another blast."
Nicole followed the brunette's instructions and got another shot of my sister's exploding nectar.
The doorbell rang.
"I ordered pizza," Katie informed us.
She threw my sister's bra at her. She tossed a fleece over our laps. It covered Nicole's head and shoulders. The blonde's tits were kind of hidden. The rest of her was visible but she wouldn't be giving the person at the door a show.
As soon as Julie had her sports bra on, Katie opened the door.
A cute black gal with a short afro was standing there with a thermal pack full of pizzas.
"Somebody's having a good time!" she gasped, grinning at my sister and I - and Nicole's ass. "She getting fucked and sucked at the same time?"
Katie nodded.
"Fuck!" the girl gasped. "I'd give a week's tips to be her. My fucking boyfriend flunked out and now he's not returning my fucking calls."
"Nicole?" Katie called.
Nicole pulled her head out from under the blanket - giving the delivery girl a glimpse of her tits.
"You care if I whore out your boyfriend?" Katie asked her.
Nicole looked at me. I shrugged.
"You got a condom?" Nicole asked the girl.
"What?! You serious?!"
"Sure," my girlfriend said, unable to keep from smiling at the girl's exuberance.
"There might be one in the glovebox," she said. "I know I've got a whole fucking drawer full at my apartment."
"We'll be here," Katie told her. "Finish your deliveries and then call your boss and tell him you're sick and then come back."
"I could kiss you ...," the girl said.
Katie stared at the girl's mouth. She leaned forward, pursing her lips.
The two of them kissed - with the pizzas pressed between their bodies. The delivery girl's eyes got wider and wider the longer they kissed and then they finally separated.
"Fuck!" she gasped. "Maybe I'll skip the dick and fuck you instead ...," she said.
"I'm okay with that," Katie told her.
"I want a turn," Nicole pouted.
"Fuck me ...," the pizza girl moaned.
"Finish your deliveries and come back," Katie told her.
The girl nodded numbly - and then realized she was still holding our food. She handed over our two pies, assured us that she'd be back, and darted off.
We threw on just enough clothes to be decent and moved to the table to eat. I dug out paper plates and some cups for the soda.
We were just finishing up our food when the doorbell rang. Katie and Nicole raced each other to answer it. The delivery girl laughed when she saw the two of them. She held up a handful of condoms. I couldn't help but laugh.
"Let me go brush my teeth and I'll be ready," I told her, heading down the hall.
"Why's he need to brush his teeth to fuck me?" the girl asked.
"He probably wants to kiss you, silly," Nicole told her, giggling.
"Maybe I should have brushed my teeth too," the girl said.
"You're fine," Katie told her.
I squeezed between Katie and Nicole and held a hand out to the girl. When the newcomer took it, I pulled her into the apartment, towards the couch.
"I'm Alex," I told her.
"Tanisha," she said. "You sure about this?"
"Are you?" I asked her.
"I'm so horny, I'll probably explode as soon as you touch me," she complained.
"The girls or I can use our mouths on you first, if you want," I offered. "Can I help you undress?"
"Fuck ...," she moaned. "Yes."
I cupped her face in my hands and brought her chin up so that I was looking down into her beautiful eyes - so dark they almost looked like a moonless sky. I kissed her gently and then sucked on her bottom lip. She moaned. I went back to kissing her and began to remove her clothes - one item at a time. We had to separate momentarily to get her shirt and bra off. As soon as the lacy black bra was gone, I thumbed her nipples - which were stiff - and thick. She moaned into my mouth.
Katie began removing the woman's shoes, socks, shorts, and underwear. I caught a look at her panties. They matched her bra. I felt a head squeeze between our bodies - and then a second one - as my boxers went to my ankles. Somebody began sucking my cock. From the way Tanisha was wriggling and moaning, somebody else was working on her sex as well.
I pulled away from the delivery girl and looked between us. Tanisha was built similarly to Katie - except her breasts were barely C-cups. Her butt was a little bigger - but just enough to be sexy - not enough to knock shit over when she walked. Her skin was a hue of Hershey's syrup - bright and healthy. She had a gorgeous smile.
Nicole was sucking me greedily - making naughty noises. Katie was licking and lapping at Tanisha like a kid with her favorite flavor of Popsicle. My sister squeezed in between the two of us to help her girlfriend service the new girl. Tanisha's hands went to both of their heads. She moaned and closed her eyes.
"How's your night going?" I asked her.
She opened her eyes and grinned at me.
"Better now," she replied. "They're a pretty good team."
"They're partners," I told her.
"How do you fit?" she asked.
"Sperm donor," I replied. "They want to get pregnant."
"Kinky," she said.
She gasped as Katie started digging deeper. Julie waited her turn but let her fingers roam over our visitor's body.
Nicole stood, collected the condoms from Tanisha, and laid them on the end table. She picked one and began opening it. She shoved me back onto the couch. Our new friend laughed. Nicole knelt between my knees and began unrolling the prophylactic onto my rigid cock.
"Ready when you are," my girlfriend told the others.
Katie and Julie moved. Tanisha stepped forward, straddled my legs, and knelt on the couch. She reached down, grabbed my cock, and brought it to her entrance. She looked into my eyes as she lowered her body and the head nudged into her entrance.
"You've got a nice cock," she whispered.
"It'll be even nicer once it's buried inside of you," I told her.
She leaned forward, kissed me hard, and sank onto my shaft. She got it halfway in before she had to stop to take a breath.
"Very nice ...," she breathed.
"Almost perfect," I told her.
She grinned, slid off of me until only the tip remained, and then slid down again. We got a little farther. By the third attempt, we were fully joined.
She gave a little moan.
"Like to have you raw," she sighed.
"You on the pill?" I asked.
"Yes," she replied.
"Any lovers recently?"
She shook her head 'no' and said, "Not since Torrell went home. Two months."
"Lift up," Nicole told her.
As soon as my cock pulled out of Tanisha, my girlfriend tugged the condom off, wadded it up and tossed it into the trashcan.
"Try it now," she told the young woman.
Tanisha looked at her wide-eyed.
"You sure?" she asked.
"You're on the pill, right?" she inquired.
"Yeah, but ...," Tanisha countered.
"Raw is way better," she said, giving the girl a wink. "If you manage to get him to the point where he's ready to nut, we're letting Katie take all of his loads - so she and Julie can be parents."
"Fair," Tanisha said.
The pizza delivery girl looked into my eyes and then slowly sank back onto my cock again. We both moaned as she sank lower and lower until I was buried balls-deep inside of her. I wrapped my arms around her ribs and kissed her. Her arms went around my neck.
As we made out, she began to ride up and down on my cock. Her entire channel was tight - tighter than Julie's, Katie's, or Nicole's. I wasn't sure if it was because she had been celibate for a couple months or what - but she felt amazing. She was a pretty good kisser too. Her lips were a little fuller than the others. When I wasn't kissing her, I sucked on her lips. She giggled at me - and then moaned again.
Her thrusts were getting faster, harder, and somehow a little deeper. I felt like I was almost bottoming out - but I hadn't hit bottom quite yet.
"You feel so good," I told her.
"You feel pretty fucking good too, Alex," she replied.
We went back to kissing again.
Nicole snuggled in beside me and watched me and Tanisha fuck. Julie sat on the other side of me. Katie climbed onto her lap and the two of them made out as their fingers started getting naughty. Their moans mixed with mine and Tanisha's and my balls were beginning to refill.
Nicole grabbed my left hand and pulled it to her crotch. I hooked a finger inside of her and began fingering her cunt as Tanisha fucked herself on my cock. I turned my head and kissed my girlfriend on the lips.
"I love you, sexy," I told her.
"This is so crazy!" Tanisha moaned.
I reached between us and thumbed her clit, rubbing it gently.
She leaned forward and pressed her cheek to mine.
"Tease my asshole with your finger and I'll go off like a Roman candle," she whispered.
I reached around her generous ass towards her rear entrance. I groped her butt and then inched my fingertip towards her sphincter.
"Oh, yesss ...," she moaned.
Katie was thrusting her cunt onto my finger at the same time that Tanisha was slamming her twat down onto my cock. Her movements were erratic enough that my fingertip went a little farther than I had intended.
Tanisha gave a little shriek and then her body began trembling. She hugged me tightly and her vagina began pulsing and clenching - all the way up and down my length. Her pussy felt like it was milking my cock. Her orgasm lasted way longer than any of the other girls normally did. I was getting close to being in trouble by the time she finished. She continued to hug me as I finger-fucked my girlfriend on my left. Tanisha was gasping for air. I ran my hand up and down her back and held her to my body.
"So fucking good ...," she whispered.
"You got me pretty worked up," I told her. "If you can fuck me for about two more minutes, I think we'll have a load ready to dump into Katie."
Tanisha pressed her lips to my cheek and began sliding my cock in and out of her depths once again.
"So good ...," I whispered.
Nicole grabbed my face and pulled my lips to hers. She kissed me hard and began cumming on my finger. Her moans had my balls tingling.
"Katie ...," I warned.
"You want me to clean him up?" Tanisha asked her.
"You can if you want," Katie told her. "Doesn't matter to me."
"I know what my twat tastes like," the girl told her. "I'd rather taste you."
"Later ...," Katie promised, grinning.
"Trade," my sister told Tanisha.
Katie and the pizza girl traded places. Julie gripped Tanisha's ass in her hands and pulled her in for kisses as her sexy partner slid her cunt onto my slippery prick.
"How many pussies are you gonna fuck tonight, handsome?" Katie asked me.
"All of them," I replied, grinning.
My grin turned into a groan - and then a moan as she used her cunt-muscles to milk my cock.
"Get ready, you sexy bitch," I told her. "I'm about to make you a mother."
"That's so hot," Tanisha whispered as she watched us.
I threw my head back and groaned as my balls exploded - painting Katie's insides with my seed.
She twerked her ass a dozen more times, wringing me completely dry, and then she gasped and came as well. Her channel clamped down on my cock so hard that I thought it might be forced out of her.
Her hungry lips found mine. Nicole joined us and the three of us made out together.
"I'm pretty sure I was already pregnant," Katie said softly, "but that should just about do it, I think."
I gave her another deep kiss and then gave Nicole one as well.
"How many kids do you want?" I asked the blonde.
"We've only been together for like 36 hours and you want to start a family?" she asked.
"You two just hooked up?" Tanisha asked.
"She fits in with our dynamic," I said.
"Do ... Do I?" the delivery girl asked.
I looked around at the others. They either nodded or shrugged.
"You're welcome to drop by anytime the others are here," I said. "I don't want them to feel like I'm cheating on them with you - so - if you can respect that - then I think, yeah, you fit."
"That's ... I would like that so much," she gushed.
I leaned towards her and pursed my lips. She gave me a kiss and then snuggled with my sister.
I tried to figure out whether or not we needed to explain that part - or if we could just keep that secret to ourselves.
Apparently, Julie decided that it was better to get it all out in the open right away.
"I feel obligated to tell you one thing," Julie said, looking into Tanisha's eyes.
"Okay ...," the girl replied, cautiously.
"Alex is my brother," Julie told her.
Tanisha's eyes shot open wide, and she looked back and forth between the two of us.
"She's gonna blame me for that," Katie told her. "I told Julie that I wasn't fucking her brother unless she was an active participant - kind of like Alex telling you that he wouldn't fuck you when the rest of us weren't here."
Tanisha nodded.
"I made her hold her brother's cock and rub it up and down between my labia. Once I was loosened up enough, I made her shove his prick inside of me. She got all horny while her brother was pumping his load into me and the two of us finger-fucked her and then I took advantage of her crazy lust to convince her to take her brother's cock. I thought it was sexy as fuck but she's feeling guilty about it and won't let me live it down."
"So you and Julie are lovers?" Tanisha asked.
"When we decided to get pregnant, I told her I didn't want to go to a sperm bank. I told her I wanted her genes to be a part of our baby. I'm bisexual and was already lusting for her brother. I wanted to be fucked by both of them at the same time."
"How was it?" the girl asked her.
Katie grinned and said, "It was amazing! He came in both of us. Just thinking about it makes my pussy ache all over again."
Tanisha grinned and said, "I can see that."
"I'm a perverted bisexual who lusts for my partner and her brother and I'm going to have their baby and I could not possibly be happier about it."
"You think you're pregnant?" Tanisha asked. "How long have you been trying?"
"Two days," Katie said. "My ovaries have been aching all day. I told Nicole - who just started dating Alex yesterday - that either I'm pregnant or I'm just hell-bent on getting another load of seed from Alex."
"You knew they were siblings?" Tanisha asked Nicole.
"I had a brother I really liked. Julie can deny her feelings all she wants but she was glowing when her brother came inside of her.""I thought you just joined them yesterday - how do you know what her face looked like when Alex came in her?"
"He fucked us all last night," Nicole told her. "When you brought the pizza's, I was just supposed to be eating her out but I slipped her brother's cock inside of her and then sucked her clit as she fucked herself on Alex's cock."
Tanisha looked at Julie.
"They're evil," my sister told her.
Tanisha giggled at her.
"It's not funny," Julie told her.
"Your brother has a nice cock," the black girl said quietly.
"It IS pretty nice," my sister admitted, shooting me a look.
"I love you too," I told her with a wink.
"Fuck you," she snarled.
"If you insist ...," I replied, grinning broadly.
Tanisha snickered and gave Julie a peck on the lips.
She climbed off of my sister and stood to her feet.
"I really need to be going," she said.
"I'd invite you to stay over," I told her, "but we're running out of room in my bed."
"I appreciate the offer," she replied. "I need to finish a paper though. I would love to stop by again some time, though, if you were serious."
"He's serious," Katie told her, "and so are the rest of us. Let me find my phone and I'll get you added to my contacts."
"Oh!" Nicole said. "Me too! Alex, where's your phone?"
"Beats me," I said. "I barely got in the door before you fuckers stripped my clothes off and started taking advantage of me."
"Poor Alex ...," Tanisha laughed.
"Yeah, poor Alex," my sister said.
"So many pussies to fuck and so little time ...," I complained.
Tanisha giggled and tumbled onto my lap. I hugged her tightly and kissed her.
"Come back," I told her.
"I will," she promised.
"Katie and Julie were supposed to only be emptying my balls every other day, but that plan went right out the window so you're probably safe coming by any evening."
"Even if they're not here, I will be," Nicole assured her.
"Clingy ...," I moaned, grinning, rolling my eyes at my newest lover.
Tanisha jumped out of the way as Nicole tackled me.
"I'll show you clingy, you fat-cocked numbskull," she growled.
I laughed and hugged her tightly and kissed her until she finally calmed down.
Everybody exchanged contact info and then we wished Tanisha goodnight, and she headed home.
The rest of us moved to the bedroom.
Nicole rode my cock until she climaxed and then Katie got a turn. I flipped her onto her back and fucked the shit out of her - getting her to cum once before I nutted inside of her.
~~~
Nicole and I showered without getting frisky and then headed for class.
We were sitting side by side when a familiar face entered the room.
"Tanisha?" I called to her.
"Shit!" she gasped. "You're in my Health class?! ... and Nicole too?"
"Good morning," Nicole told her, giggling softly. "Pull up a chair."
I stood and grabbed an empty desk and pulled it up on the other side of me - trapping myself between the two beauties. Tanisha let me have a kiss when she got settled into her seat.
"How are you feeling?" I asked quietly.
"A little empty ...," she said, grinning broadly.
"I wonder what we could do about that?" Nicole asked her, grinning as well.
"I might have an idea," she said with a wink.
"Come by later and tell me about it," the blonde told her.
"I think I just might," Tanisha replied.
The instructor entered the room, and I dug out my notebook.
After class, I kissed my two lovers before they headed off to their next classes - then I headed for mine.
Things were crazy at work - so the time flew by pretty quickly. I shouldered my pack as I left the building and took off jogging for home. Nicole met me at the corner again and we raced each other to the apartment.
She was out of clean clothes so we dumped off our bags, grabbed the keys to the truck, and drove to her place. I followed her inside. I dropped onto the couch and waited for her to grab her stuff. I nearly jumped out of my skin when a cat appeared out from under the sofa and jumped up onto my lap.
He was a faded orange and white striped tabby with a white bib. He had intelligent, crystal blue eyes and a narrow face.
"You have a cat?!" I asked.
"Quigley," Nicole confirmed.
"How did I not smell a litterbox?" I inquired. "I can usually immediately tell if someone has a cat."
"He's very clean," she replied.
The cat bumped my chest with his head and then curled up in the middle of my lap. He laid his head on his crossed front paws and closed his eyes.
Nicole walked back into the room a few minutes later, carrying a duffle bag.
"I knew he'd like you," she said matter-of-factly, smiling at me.
The cat gave her a bit of a scowl as she picked him up. She dropped onto my lap and laid the feline against her chest. He curled onto his side and bumped her neck with his head. She scratched his chest. His eyes were closed. He didn't purr but he did stretch in a way that told me that he really liked getting scratches.
I reached for his chest and his eyes opened. He caught my fingers in his paws. He pressed his nose to the fronts of my fingers and then tilted his head forward and rubbed the top of his head against my fingers. He released his hold on me and lay back against his owner again, closing his eyes. Taking that as meaning that I'd been granted access, I scratched his chest. He wriggled contentedly against Nicole's chest and neck.
"Do you ... want to move him to my place?" I asked.
Nicole looked at me.
"I really REALLY want to say 'yes'," she said, "but we just started dating like 24 hours ago. I'm almost certain that we're going to end up together long-term but ..."
"Yeah ...," I sighed.
"I'm absolutely in love with you - and your sister - and Katie. I also love how things are turning out with Tanisha but ... you know?"
"Yeah," I replied.
I understood what she was saying - and I agreed - but it just felt right, and I wasn't really bothered about how fast we were moving. We were definitely moving fast.
"Okay, Quigley," she told the cat. "Mommy's gonna go with Alex and probably spend the night again. You keep an eye on the place, okay?"
The cat looked at her as she spoke - like he understood every word. He bumped her jaw with his forehead and climbed down. He went to the other end of the couch, curled up, and closed his eyes. I scratched his head - between his ears - but he didn't seem to react.
Nicole gave me a quick kiss and then stood to her feet, shouldering her bag.
As we headed out the door, my sister texted me to let me know that they were bringing an assortment of tacos, burritos, and other stuff home for dinner.
Nicole and I piled into the truck and headed for the apartment.
When we arrived, she asked where to store her stuff. I slid my things over in the closet to make room - and then shuffled clothes around in my dresser so that she could have a couple drawers.
I felt bad leaving Quigley behind. To me, it already felt like Nicole was moving in. I didn't want the sedate fellow to be left alone all of the time. I definitely did not consider myself a cat person - mostly because of how easily I was turned off by poorly managed litter boxes - but Quigley was the cleanest feline I had ever met. He'd already started growing on me.
Katie and Julie arrived with a literal buffet of Mexican. I had a burrito, a couple tacos, and a little more than my share of the giant everything-but-the-kitchen-sink nacho dip. I was stuffed by the time I quit, and I knew I was going to be miserable by the time it all got to my stomach.
We put everything away and I dug out the Wii so we could play Mario Kart. We'd probably been at it for an hour - trash-talking each other as we competed to win the season's top spot - when my phone rang. It was Tanisha. The others refused to pause the game. I set down my controller and headed down the hallway - knowing I was dead as soon as I stepped away.
"What's up?" I asked.
"Can you ride with me for a delivery?" she asked.
"Sure," I replied. "Business or pleasure?"
"I've got a delivery to this one house," she said. "They like to get handsy with the female drivers."
"Should I meet you?" I asked.
"I'm about a block away," she replied.
"I'll be out front," I told her.
I hung up and headed back to the front room. The game was paused. I was in last place. I scowled at my sister who stuck her tongue out at me, grinning.
I quickly caught them up on what I was doing and then I headed out of the door after throwing them some kisses.
Tanisha pulled up in a little red Toyota and I slid into the passenger seat.
"Thanks for doing this," she said, as I pulled my belt around me and locked it in.
"No problem, lover," I replied.
She leaned over, gave me a quick kiss, and then hit the gas.
Ten minutes later, we pulled up to a large house not too far from campus. We got out and she grabbed two pizza boxes from the thermal bag.
"They already paid?" I asked.
"Yeah," she said. "They never tip. They just try to grab some tit when they reach for the boxes."
"Every time?"
"When it's a female driver, yeah," she said.
"You say something to your boss?"
"He just makes excuses or ignores us," she replied. "I usually try to get one of the guys to deliver here but they're all off, of course."
We walked up to the little landing in front of the door. I stepped to Tanisha's left as she rang the bell.
The door opened. I couldn't see the guy, but he hollered to his buddies.
"Pizza Slut is here!" he chortled.
Tanisha extended her arms with the pizzas, but his hand reached for her breast instead. I stepped forward, caught his wrist, and squeezed.
"No touching," I told him.
"What the fuck?" he snarled. "Who are you?"
"Her boyfriend," I replied.
The big oaf yanked his hand back. I took the pizzas from Tanisha and stepped slightly in front of her - between the two of them.
"Keep your hands off of me," he growled.
"You keep your hands to yourself, and we won't have a problem," I told him.
Another ogre appeared behind him.
"You're ABOUT to have a problem ...," he growled.
He reached for my chest - like he intended to grab my shirt. I tossed the pizzas at him and shoved his hand to my left. The boxes opened and pizza went everywhere. Based on the complaints, they had pizza on their skin, their clothes, and the ground.
I turned, caught Tanisha's elbow, and quick-stepped her back towards the car.
One of the brutes growled and I could hear heavy footsteps approaching quickly. I eased Tanisha forward and then turned in time to see the larger ogre - with his arms and hands stretched towards me - like some kind of football player going in for the tackle. He wasn't guarding his neck or face, so I simply punched him in the throat.
His hands peeled off of me almost instantly as he grabbed for his neck, trying to figure out how to either breathe or swallow. His eyes were wide, and his mouth was opening and closing slowly, like that would help.
I sent Tanisha around to the driver's side. I opened my door but waited until she was in before I dropped into the seat.
Jumbo's friends were preoccupied with trying to see if he was okay. They ignored us as we pulled away.
"Head to the police station," I told her. "They might decide to call the cops and I'd rather be the first one to file charges."
We parked in the "10 minute parking" space and headed inside.
The officer at the counter looked up at us as we entered.
"My girlfriend delivers pizzas," I told him. "She's had problems with a certain house and - when she had a delivery tonight - she asked me to ride along. The occupant of the home was reaching for her breast, without permission, as she tried to hand over the pies. I grabbed his wrist to stop him. He pulled his hand away and I took the pizzas from her to keep him from trying again. His buddy tried to grab me, and I threw the pizzas at him so that I could defend myself. I shoved his hand away. We headed for the car. One of the guys came after us. I throat-jabbed him as he grabbed my shirt. His buddies were still checking him over when we pulled away."
He looked from me to Tanisha and back to me again.
"Would you like to file a report?" he asked, pulling out a blank form and a pen.
"Yes, please," I replied.
He handed me the sheet of paper and the pen and sent us to a small table with two chairs. I began filling out the form. My phone rang. It was my sister. I handed the phone to Tanisha. As I worked on the document, she explained everything that had happened. I told her that we were heading to the pizza place next and that I was going to read her boss the "riot act" and then tell him that she was done working there.
Tanisha snuggled against me and relayed the rest of the message, answering questions from the three girls on the other end of the line.
Once the paperwork was complete, I took it up to the counter. The officer looked it over, verifying phone numbers and addresses. I signed it as the filer and Tanisha signed as witness. The officer told us that he'd get it filed. We thanked him and left.
At the pizza place, I asked Tanisha if she needed to clock out or anything. She said 'no'. I asked the person at the counter to speak to the manager. While we waited for the message to be relayed, I asked my "girlfriend" to give me the address for the house we'd visited.
I waited a minute or two and a skinny 30-year-old greasy-haired guy appeared. He looked from Tanisha to me.
"Tanisha tells me that she has previously informed you that the residents at 301 South Adams have physically assaulted her while she's trying to deliver pizzas there," I said.
"They ... they're just messing around," he countered.
"If I touch your pee-pee right now - without asking for permission first - would that be just 'messing around'?" I asked.
He cleared his throat but didn't answer.
"My understanding is that other female drivers have had problems too - and reported it," I told him.
"I don't really remember," he said, his eyes shifting.
"Bullshit!" a kid in the back said, "Maggie told you last week that they grabbed her."
The manager spun to glare at the blonde-headed kid who was adding ingredients to a pizza.
"Tanisha is done working here," I told the man. "When can we stop and pick up her last check?"
He turned back to me.
"A week from tomorrow," he answered.
"We'll be back a week from tomorrow," I told him. "I've filed a report with the police. I would suggest that you cooperate with them if they contact you."
"You talked to the police?!"
"It's sexual assault, plain and simple," I told him. "I intend to see them prosecuted, expelled, and run out of town. Their behavior is not acceptable, and I won't stand for it. You shouldn't either."
"They order a lot of pizzas," he mumbled.
"Then you deliver their pies and let them fondle you," I spat. "They also don't tip - which means you get your money, but your drivers just get assaulted. I think you need to seriously reconsider your stance on this."
"You don't have a district manager breathing down your neck," he groused.
"Give me his or her name and number and I'll be glad to call them," I told him.
He just huffed at me and walked away.
Several of the employees told Tanisha 'bye' as we left. I was happy that at least the rest of the team members seemed like decent people.
We drove to the apartment, and I had Tanisha park her car in one of the visitor spaces. We headed into the house to join the others.
We spent the next hour or so going back over everything with them. My sister said that she had a gay friend who was studying to be a lawyer. She said that she'd talk to her about helping us find somebody to represent Tanisha if this thing got crazy.
We all ended up in my bed. Nicole and my sister 69'd while Tanisha rode my face and Katie rode my cock. The pizza delivery girl climaxed first and tumbled onto the mattress. I flipped Katie onto her back and started railing her. Tanisha kissed Katie's lips, face, and neck as I plowed her - while my sister and Nicole were moaning and groaning beside us. I warned Katie that I was about to blow and ordered Tanisha to strum her clit like a banjo.
Katie and I both went off at the same time and I flooded her with a whole day's worth of jizz. I gave her and Tanisha kisses - letting the two of them taste Tanisha's cunt on my lips and tongue. They giggled and ran their fingers through my hair - which had my cock going hard again - so I pulled out of Katie and slid into Tanisha and fucked her until she orgasmed again.
"Fuck!" she gasped.
"I usually have to have my ass played with to cum, but you've gotten me off twice tonight," she crowed.
She pulled me in for another kiss and I gladly gave her what she wanted. I rolled onto the mattress between the two of them and she decided to go down on me.
"You don't have to ...," I told her.
"You defended me - twice - tonight ... and then got me off twice as well. I can sure as hell suck your cock if I want," she exclaimed.
"Well, then," I said, grinning. "Don't let me stop you."
She sucked me until my balls refilled and I was ready to explode again. She slid off and pulled Katie on top of me. The two of us made out with my sister's girlfriend as I pumped another load of swimmers inside of her.
Katie rolled between Tanisha and me. Julie and Nicole were cuddling quietly. They turned out the light as I pulled the covers up. There wasn't a lot of room to wiggle but I was happily smashed between several sexy females and was not about to complain.
~~~
The next day was Saturday. We slept in - and fucked around - and then went out for brunch. We took my sister's car. She drove and Katie rode shotgun. Tanisha, Nicole, and I sat in the back and snuggled.
After we finished eating, I talked Nicole into letting us stop by her place to check on Quigley.
Her handsome little man was quickly a crowd favorite. He even purred for the girls as the whole group crowded around to give him scratches. I gave him a fist-bump and he batted my knuckles with his paw.
I tried to talk the girls into going bowling, but my sister and Katie said they were going to the gym. As it turned out, Nicole was a member as well. I talked Tanisha into joining along with me and we headed from apartment to apartment to get changed to head to our workout.
My sister and the other two got things prepped while Tanisha and I got signed up. By the time we arrived, my sister was in drill-sergeant mode. We left an hour and a half later and I don't think I've ever been so fucking tired in my life. I felt somewhat consoled that Nicole and Tanisha were moaning in agony as well. Katie swatted my ass and told me to "buck up".
We ended up back at my apartment, relaxing until dinner. As we discussed where we were eating, I realized that I'd never gotten lunch. When I made the mistake of mentioning it, Katie came over and sat on me. I retaliated by pulling her top (and bra) up and biting her nipples. She ground her groin on me and moaned lustily. My sister announced that we needed to pick our dinner destination before an orgy broke out.
We ended up at a chicken wing place. It was pricey but everybody got the flavors they wanted, and we ended up with plenty of leftovers to take home with us.
Back at the apartment, the girls convinced Tanisha to stay over and play with us. Nicole and Tanisha 69'd while I dealt with my sister and her partner. Katie had laid herself down and ordered my sister to lie on top of her. The brunette then ordered me to slide my prick in and out between their slits and clits as they made out. They scissored as I fucked them, and I quickly found myself at my limit. I slid my prick inside of Katie just before I exploded - flooding her with my spend.The next week went by in much the same way that our first few days together had. Tanisha came over twice to join our little orgy. The rest of the time, Katie and I fucked while Nicole took care of my sister beside us. We cuddled together each night.
Finally, Saturday rolled around again, and I went with Tanisha to pick up her last paycheck. Her prick of a supervisor wasn't there. The other employees dug around in the safe, looking for the envelope with Tanisha's name on it but there wasn't one. When she texted him, he responded that her check hadn't been enough to cover the "damages" and that she should be glad that he wasn't billing her for the difference. I got his number from her and texted him my own message, informing him to expect legal action.
We headed home. On the way, I had her text Julie to see when we could chat with the pre-law friend. An hour later, I was buying expensive coffees for two of my sister's gay friends - along with "my" four lovers - so that we could hash out a plan of attack.
Micki, the law student, and Patti, her partner (life-partner - not law-partner), were a little more aggressive than I had anticipated. Micki was far enough along in her studies to be confident that she could handle what we needed on her own. In her opinion, our best bet was to bypass the sleazy boss completely and start with the corporate office.
As Micki talked, Patti scratched notes on a notepad. An hour later, we relocated to one of those expensive sandwich places and I took orders from everyone as they settled in to finalize the details of their plan. By the time I arrived with the food, everyone had evil grins on their faces, and I was just happy that I wasn't the poor sucker that these six women had set their sights on.
We finished our food, and I offered to spring for dessert as well, but Micki and Patti had a list of phone numbers from Tanisha, and they had more contacts to make. Hugs and kisses were shared freely among the women. I only got hugs from the pair, but I didn't complain.
Monday afternoon, we got our copy of the letter that Micki had sent off to the corporate headquarters, outlining the list of charges against the company and the store manager. In addition to Tanisha, five other female employees had signed statements claiming that they had reported assault to the manager and that all of their complaints had been ignored.
In her letter, Micki stated that she was planning to contact employees at other branches to see if this policy was something pervasive to the company as a whole. If she found the same thing going on at other stores, she was planning to turn it into a class-action suit.
Less than 48 hours after the letter went out, lawyers from the parent company were on the phone with Micki, asking to sit down with Tanisha and the other store employees to work out a settlement. We were informed that the manager had been removed and that an interim supervisor had already been named.
On our way to the meeting, Tanisha texted some of her old coworkers and learned that the blonde kid that had spoken out against her old boss was the one that had been named as the new acting manager. Tanisha told me that she thought he would make a good one.
The company tried to set the meeting up at a fancy restaurant. Micki, instead, got permission from a friend's law firm to meet in one of their conference rooms. None of the lawyers from the host-site were present for the conference - but it definitely helped to set the tone of the meeting. I almost felt bad for the fuckers from the pizza place. Almost.
When we left the meeting, each of the six employees had checks in their hands. Tanisha actually had two checks - one for the full amount of her last paycheck - and another that matched the ones that the other female employees had been given - $20,000 in "make this go away" money. Micki had her own check. My sister later told me that her friend ended up getting twice as much as the employees. Julie said that Micki was still trying to decide whether to cash the check or frame it. I told her that I'd frame a copy of the fucker and cash it before the company changed their minds.
I drove Tanisha to the bank, and we got her checks deposited into her account. At that point, she had no clue what she was going to spend the money on but - for now - at least we knew the money was secure.
The corporate lawyers had warned us that - if we got any communications from the ex-manager - we were supposed to immediately notify the police. I'm happy to report that the dumbass never called, texted, or emailed.
The next day, Tanisha got a call from the new manager, asking her to come back to work. We all talked about it that night in bed - after everybody had cum at least once and were just relaxing in post-coital bliss. Tanisha decided that she'd go back - at least part-time. She said she was missing their crew - and she wanted to check in on the other girls as well.
~~~
By the next week, we were well past Katie's ovulation cycle - but we still made sure she went to bed each night with a load of Cream of Alex inside of her. She'd already bought a couple pregnancy tests, but she was planning to wait for the following week to try one - just to make sure that her body had time to properly transition so that we'd end up with a valid result.
That week, Katie and my sister ate each other out while I fucked my "exclusive" girlfriend. I asked Nicole about our agreement, and she told me that she was happy that we had added Tanisha - even though it broke our initial promise to one another. Tanisha was such a sweetheart that it had been unanimous to fold her into our group.
As Julie and Katie 69'd, I plowed Nicole properly, telling her how much I loved her tight cunt, her naughty words, her doe-eyed looks, and her tender kisses. When I was at my limit, Julie and I traded places, and I dumped my load into Katie. Once that was done, we switched back again, and I fucked Nicole until I got to watch her cum.
Most nights, I rolled her on top of me and slept with her in my arms. I got kisses from Katie and my sister as well. I was as happy as a clam. When I told Nicole that, she informed me that her clam was pretty damned happy too.
~~~
We had set Wednesday as the day for Katie to take her pregnancy test. We'd started this crazy adventure on Wednesday - three weeks earlier - with Nicole joining us on Thursday - and Tanisha being added on Friday. Everyone was there to find out if the whole purpose for this crazy adventure had been accomplished - or if we were waiting another week to start all over again.
Katie set a timer, and I pulled Tanisha into the recliner with me while the other three snuggled on the couch. I made out with my favorite pizza delivery person until Katie's phone informed us that it was time. Tanisha squeezed me tight, and I held my breath and waited for my sister's partner to announce the result.
She studied the plastic wand and her face fell. I had just taken a breath - to apologize - when she squealed and began giggling - handing the thing off to my sister. I watched Julie's face as she read the result. She looked at me and grinned. Tanisha kissed me so hard that she took my breath away. Nicole dove on top of us and - as soon as Tanisha's lips left mine - my girlfriend stole her place. I had to shove her back to breathe before I passed out. Both of them were giggling.
"Move," Katie ordered.
My two lap-cats scattered, and I found myself face-to-face with the mother of my child - or my sister's child. She sat on my lap, straddling me. She ground her groin against me and kissed the fuck out of me. She peeled off her shirt and bra and fed her fat titties to me - ordering me to get them primed for our child. The absolute joy that sparkled in her eyes tore my heart into little pieces. I hugged her and kissed her, loving the feel of her oversized melons pressing against my body.
"I love you so much," she purred.
"I love you more," I told her.
A new pair of lips intruded - my sister's. She kissed me until I was gasping for air.
"I love you, little brother," she told me.
I reached up and groped her chest. She peeled off her shirt and bra and fed her tiny tits to me as well. I went back and forth between Julie's A-cups and Katie's double-D's - sucking, nibbling, and flicking their nipples with the tip of my tongue.
We scheduled a pre-natal visit the next day. I went with Katie and my sister. As part of the screening, they took blood from both partners. My sister had never been comfortable around needles. Katie and I held her hands as the doctor drew a small vial's worth from her vein.
We left the office with a prescription for pre-natal vitamins. We stopped by the pharmacy to get the order filled so that Katie could get started on her meds right away.
As we waited for the medicine, Julie got a phone call.
"Hello?" she said. "Yes, this is she. Yes. Uh, yeah ... Three weeks ago. (long pause) Are you sure? Yeah. Okay. Thanks. Yeah, the same one where you sent Katie's, please. Okay. Thank you."
She hung up the phone and looked at me - then she scowled at Katie.
"You just HAD to shove his cock inside of me, didn't you?" she accused.
"What?" Katie asked.
"We're both pregnant," Julie told her. "They're sending a prescription here for pre-natal vitamins for me too."
"You're so full of shit ...," Katie told her.
"Swear to fucking God," my sister replied. "Ask the pharmacist if they have a script for me."
"You're serious ...!" Katie gasped.
Julie nodded, looking far more somber than she had all day.
I stood to my feet, pulled her up, and wrapped her in a hug.
"What are we going to tell mom?" she asked me quietly.
I laughed and asked her, "What were you going to tell her about Katie?"
"I don't know," she said. "I was tempted to tell her that I begged you to fuck her."
"Just tell her that you went to the sperm bank," I told her. "Are you mad?"
She finally looked into my eyes - really looked.
"Yes," she said.
She smirked.
"Not really," she admitted. "I mean, I was mad when you guys first did it but ... I'd be lying if I told you that I didn't like it."
"I love you," I told her.
"I know," she said. "I love you too. This is a little twisted but - you know - if it had to happen - I'm glad this is how it turned out."
"So I got you both pregnant that first night?" I asked her.
"It kind of looks like it," she said, grinning slyly.
Julie looked at her partner.
"Looks like we're having twins, lover," my sister told her.
Katie started laughing.
I texted Nicole and Tanisha and told them to meet us at the house for dinner. I planned to let Julie and Katie give them the news in person.
After we finally got the prescriptions filled, we stopped by the supermarket and grabbed a big tray of sushi plus a bunch of other shit.
When we carried it into the apartment, Nicole - who had a key now - was sitting on the sofa. Tanisha was sitting next to her, with her head on Nicole's shoulder. My "exclusive" girlfriend - and my pizza-delivering mistress - looked far too serious.
Katie was oblivious to how somber the pair looked.
"Surprise! Julie and I are both pregnant," she gleefully announced. "We're having twins."
Nicole's eyes tracked across our faces - her eyes wide. Her face held none of the joy that I had expected to see there, however. Tanisha's expression was still closed as well.
"Shit ..." Nicole sighed.
"What's up?" I asked her.
Tanisha looked at me and then studied Nicole's face - to see her response.
Katie finally realized that something was happening and quieted. Julie dropped the grocery bags on the table and came over to see what was going on.
Nicole handed me an official-looking letter. It was from a pharmaceutical company.
I read it aloud, "Dear customer, We regret to inform you that the batch from which your last prescription of birth control pills was filled has been found to be flawed. Due to a programming error involving the computers at the manufacturing plant, the pills you received are ineffective in protecting against unwanted pregnancy. If you have been engaging in unprotected sex, please take the enclosed pregnancy test. If the result comes back positive, please contact us at the following number so that we can assist you with options for dealing with the consequences of our mistake."
Nicole handed me a plastic wand - the pregnancy test that she had taken. I read the result. It was positive.
"I'm pregnant," she confirmed.
I dropped onto the couch and pulled her onto my lap.
"This is going to fuck with my education," she grumbled.
"We have options," I told her.
"I won't terminate," she said.
She looked into my eyes to read my response to her pronouncement.
"I'm very happy to hear that," I told her.
"You're okay ... with me having your baby?" she asked.
"Are you?" I asked in reply.
She studied my face for a moment before I finally saw her expression change to something that didn't worry me.
She didn't grin - or even smile - but she relaxed. I silently breathed a sigh of relief.
"I didn't ... I would have preferred to wait," she admitted, "but I had already decided that I wanted to have your babies - even before you asked me how many I wanted."
I pulled her face towards mine, and gave her a tender kiss. Tanisha hugged our necks. I gave her a kiss too.
"You're the only one who's not pregnant yet," I told her as I ran my fingers through her tight curls and pressed my forehead to hers.
"Oh, no you don't!" Tanisha gasped. "You're wearing a fucking condom from now on!"
Nicole started laughing and I couldn't help but laugh as well.
I gave Tanisha a lusty kiss and sucked on her bottom lip.
"Stay away from me, you nasty man," she growled, snickering - before giving me another lusty kiss.
"You don't want babies?" Nicole asked our lover.
"I do," Tanisha told her, "and I love the fact that you would let your boyfriend breed me - but not yet - God no! Not until I graduate!"
Nicole grabbed her and pulled her between the two of us so that we could both give her more kisses.
"I want our babies to have the same daddy," Nicole told her.
Tanisha hugged her neck, gave her a tender kiss, and pressed her forehead against Nicole's.
We unloaded our dinner items from the grocery bags, onto the table, and then sat down to devour our treats.
I had to grab my computer chair from the spare bedroom - since Tanisha was joining us. My little table wasn't really big enough for five of us to sit at - but we made it work.
I pinned Tanisha to the bed that night and fucked the hell out of her. I switched to Nicole when my balls erupted. After that, I switched back to the "pizza slut" to watch her cum on my cock one more time - and then fucked Nicole until she climaxed as well. I was exhausted by the time we turned out the light.
The next day, I took Nicole to the OB/GYN. The doctor scowled at me when she recognized me but she calmed down after Nicole assured her that all of my lovers knew each other and that it hadn't REALLY been my fault. The doctor read over the letter she had received. She had the office staff call the number, and had been assured that Nicole's care would be covered by the pharmaceutical company.
Once the excitement of all of the doctor visits had passed, we were back to the routine of classes, work, dinner, and nightly fuckery. My king-sized bed was getting quite the workout. I joked with Katie and my sister that they should just move in. They were at my place more than they were at theirs.
Now that we were going to be parents together, Nicole was more receptive to the idea that we cohabitate. In the middle of the discussion, I shot a look at Tanisha, but she shook her head 'no', arguing that she still enjoyed sleeping alone now and then - to escape from the chaos that had become the norm at my place.
Nicole talked to her landlord about getting out of her lease early and was happy to find out that he had a niece who was transferring to the college. He reported that he'd happily let her out of the contract if we could have her stuff moved by the end of the month. That only gave us three days to get it done but - with a little help from the rest of the women I was fucking - we got her stuff packed up and loaded into my truck.
Her apartment had been furnished - so we didn't have to move furniture. That helped a great deal. We still ended up with way more shit than I had expected. My spare bedroom had always been reserved for my computer and gaming systems. The computer desk (which, thankfully, was on wheels) got relocated to the corner of my bedroom. We condensed the rest of my things and shoved them into half of the closet.
Most of Nicole's boxes took over the remainder of the closet and the space along the exterior wall. There was only a double-bed in that room but it was still pretty cramped. The only time the bed had even been used was the two times that my mother had come to visit me - back when I was still just a freshman. She had visited my sister and Katie as well but their place was even smaller than mine - so she had stayed with me.
The biggest "fight" - during the move - had been figuring out which of us got to carry Quigley on our laps as we relocated him from Nicole's old apartment to my place.
The stoic old man had been let down in the living room. We all watched as he explored the apartment, assessing and cataloging every room and its contents - before returning to where we were all standing. He walked up to me and stood on his back legs - stretching and placing his front paws on my leg. I bent and picked him up. He bumped me with his head and curled up in my arms.
I flopped into my recliner and snuggled him against my chest, giving him scratches between his ears. He rolled onto his back and relaxed like he didn't have a care in the world. I wondered what he would think when my "triplets" all arrived. By the doctor's best calculation, Nicole had gotten pregnant a day or two after my sister and Katie - possibly the first time I had cum inside of her. My children would all (likely) be born within days of each other.
We went to the Post Office and filed the forms to get Nicole's mail forwarded to my place. Afterwards, we stopped by Tanisha's work to see how things were going. The blonde-headed guy who was now manager came out from behind the counter to shake my hand. He said that he had been in contact with several other restaurant managers in town, sharing their experiences with regard to that one house. He discovered that the reason the pizza place got so many orders from that location was that pretty much every other delivery person had flatly refused to return there after having a similar experience.
Tanisha said that she had shared the info with Micki and that the burgeoning lawyer had drafted a letter to the university president, calling her attention to the situation. Micki was confident that she was going to be able to get them suspended or expelled. Her goal was to completely drive them out of town. Tanisha said that Micki had planned to file suit against them for punitive damages but wasn't sure how far that would get - it was more of just one more pressure-point to try to exert force on the residents of the place.
~~~
Spring Break arrived and - as usual - campus pretty much went into hibernation for the week. There really wasn't much to do (if you weren't headed to Cancun or some other beach) except lay around and fuck - so that's pretty much all we did.
I've always had a pretty active libido but - by the end of the week - I was starting to feel a little worn out. The four of them kept me hydrated (and fed) so that I could service them whenever they were ready to be fucked again. The lusty wenches did a fair amount of girl-on-girl as well - which always served to get a rise out of me when they let me watch. That almost always resulted in my balls getting emptied into either one of the spectators - or one of the ones who'd gotten me so fired up.
Tanisha didn't make good on her threat about forcing me to wear a condom when we had sex - but she wouldn't let me ejaculate anywhere near her vagina. Fortunately, Katie, Nicole, and my sister (surprise!) were more than willing to welcome my hot loads inside of them.
During that week, Julie convinced me to make sausage bread for the girls. I had made it so much, at one point, that I'd grown a little tired of it myself. My sister, however, never seemed to tire of it. When Katie, Nicole, and Tanisha tasted it, they were in love as well. I will say that it is twice as good when it's coming straight out of the oven - and they quickly mowed through the first batch and ordered me to make another. Unfortunately, I hadn't quite planned to make so many so I was limited on supplies. I had more supplies to make the dough but I was out of sausage. There was a package of pepperoni in the refrigerator so I tried that. It was almost just as big of a hit. That got me through the first night.
The next day, Katie and Tanisha offered me a two-girl blowjob if I'd go to the store and shop for supplies to make more sausage bread. I stroked my fingers through their hair as I sat on the edge of the couch while the two beauties first rubbed their titties up and down my prick - and then worked together to give me a mind-bending blowjob.
I was an empty husk when they finished and told them that I needed a nap before I could go to the store. Tanisha climbed onto my lap and rubbed her nakedness against me until I finally agreed to get up.
We dressed and she went with me to the store. I parked the car and gave her a piggyback ride to the front door. She climbed down, grabbed a cart, and then backed her butt up against my crotch. She twerked her plump little ass against my front, and I spent my entire time in the store adjusting the tent in my pants as she giggled at my discomfort. Every time I needed something from low on the shelf, she bent over and waggled her butt at me. More than once, I grabbed a handful of that ass and pulled her up for a kiss.
As we shopped, she asked me if I'd ever considered making the sausage bread with something other than pizza toppings. I had not. She talked me into buying some shaved ham from the deli and some Swiss cheese. She also suggested using some of the leftover taco meat to make a different kind. She grabbed a bag of shredded cheddar to go with that one.
When we got home, we scrubbed our hands and then she helped me as we put my skills together with her creativity to make dinner for our group. I chopped the ham up well while she shredded the Swiss. Those went into the first batch of bread. For the taco ones, we used the leftover meat, some sour cream, the shredded cheddar, and just a little salsa. I had a jar of jalapeno peppers in my hand at one point but decided to wait to see how the first batch turned out.
The ham and Swiss bread came out and we popped the taco ones in behind them. Tanisha got a knife, and we cut the end off of one of the little loaves to see how it turned out. I scalded my tongue on the cheese, but it was pretty fucking amazing. I gave my little "pizza slut" a long kiss and congratulated her on her excellent suggestion. The rest of the crew piled in the door a few minutes later and we started doling out the ham & cheese rolls. They liked them just as much as we did. They still complained that they wanted sausage rolls - but all of the first batch was almost immediately gone - just as the timer sounded to let us know that the taco ones were finished baking.
Tanisha and I had three very willing assistants to help us test the next batch. We decided that the salsa didn't help - at least not being baked into the bread. The girls liked to dip the sausage bread into spaghetti sauce or marinara. We decided that a good dip for the taco rolls would be a mixture of salsa and sour cream. Baking the sour cream into the bread had made it wetter. It wasn't bad - but we decided that we would make it part of the dip in the future. We also decided that a few jalapeno peppers probably wouldn't hurt too much.
By the time we finished those two batches of bread, the girls admitted that they were too full to eat any more. Tanisha and I were allowed to clean up the kitchen and store away the rest of the supplies for the next day.
The next day, we did sausage rolls and pepperoni rolls - with three or four red sauces - trying to figure out which dipping sauce we liked the best. The spaghetti sauce that we used was a little sweeter - which contrasted with the savory from the cheese, meat, and bread - so that ended up being the favorite.
We came out of Spring Break to find the campus covered in flyers for a food-cart cook-off. I found out about it when all four of my lovers walked into the apartment and handed me identical copies of the flyer. My sister informed me that she had already entered me into the contest. She advised me that I should have a couple non-meat options for people to try.
That night, Tanisha and I did a three-cheese bread - with mozzarella (which was the cheese I normally used for my sausage bread), ricotta, and muenster. We also made a veggie version of the sausage bread - substituting mushrooms for the meat. Neither of the options were truly vegan. Julie suggested finding a plant-based mozzarella for our veggie bread.
All in all, the girls agreed that the two new breads were a hit. As long as the plant-based cheese for the veggie rolls did what it was supposed to, we should be set.
The cook-off was scheduled for Thursday night. Tanisha and I spent the next two nights buying supplies and getting our breads prepped up. We'd been told to be ready to feed 200 people. Since I usually portioned my sausage bread out so that each person basically had the equivalent of a foot-long submarine sandwich, we had a lot of work to do. Nicole hit the warehouse supermarket and came back with mass quantities of spaghetti sauce. She bought little individual serving containers and spent hours getting them filled with our condiment. By Thursday night, we were ready to roll ... bread ... roll ...? (Tough crowd.)
My sister - the graphic artist - had designed and made aprons for me and my two assistants. "Buns in the Oven" (subtitled "Alex's Fresh, Hot Lovin'") was emblazoned on the fronts of the white garments. She had created a cartoony version of one of my sausage rolls that actually looked pretty appetizing - with steam (and cute little hearts) coming off of the top of it. She also had a banner for our little "food stand" that matched.
People paid $5 for a wristband to sample from each of the food stands. I had two ovens, hooked to a big bottle of propane. I also had a big warmer hooked to the gas-line. At home, the loaves took 30-40 minutes to cook. Once we had the ovens up to temperature, it was about the same. We started cooking an hour before the doors opened. I had two full batches loaded into the warmer - and the next batch about halfway finished cooking - when the first of our "customers" arrived.
We were cutting each of my normal loaves into fourths - about enough for three or four bites. Each person got a chunk of sausage bread (or pepperoni, or cheese, or veggie) and a little container of dip. Nicole spent the entire time restocking the little dishes of spaghetti sauce and refilling the napkin-holder. Tanisha spent her time pulling loaves from the warmer, cutting them into pieces, putting them in the little paper serving trays, and placing them in front of the little signs that told which kind they were. We specifically labeled the veggie one as "Vegan" but I noticed - while helping the girls while the next batch of loaves cooked - that those were disappearing just as fast as the meat and cheese choices.
The third time one of the guys from our Health class came back to get another sample, I scowled at him. He just shrugged at me.
"It's good!" he said - before darting back into the crowd.
We ran out of samples a couple times and ended up with a queue. The food tables beside us got a few more "customers" while everybody waited for our next batch to come out. The new load disappeared as quickly as the girls and I could get them cut apart.
Nicole suggested shortening the cooking-time but I told her that I didn't want to risk putting out an inferior product.
There was still a half-hour left in the contest when we were out of food. We still had a stream of people coming up but we all just stood there with our hands up - in surrender - informing them that we were out.
One of the organizers dropped by and said, "You were supposed to make enough for 200 people ..."
I looked at Tanisha and asked, "Didn't we make 80 loaves?"
She nodded.
I turned back to the woman and explained, "We cut them into fourths so 80 times 4 is 320."
Nicole said, "I made 300 containers of sauce and I ran out halfway through the last batch of bread."
The woman looked back and forth between the three of us, but I knew we'd brought well more than what we'd been asked to - so I just looked back at her. She finally gave a huff and hurried away.
Finally, the number of people coming to see if we had any food left died down. We began cleaning up our work area. The equipment was all rented, so I'd have to return it the next day. I'd already warned my boss that I would be late for work.
We had just finished getting everything packed up and prepped to be carted off when the event organizers got on the bullhorn and called everybody to the raised platform where they were going to announce the winners. The girls caught my hands and dragged me off to join the mass of bodies. I had planned to duck out and head for home, but they wanted to hear the results.
The guy with the bullhorn thanked the contestants for supporting their fundraiser. He thanked the crowd for buying wristbands and supporting their efforts as well. He gave a brief overview of what their organization was raising money for and how the proceeds would be spent. He reminded everyone that they would be selecting three winners - 1st, 2nd, and 3rd - based on votes by the crowd. Each person who had bought a wristband had been given a token. On the organizer's table, there were boxes for each of the food stands. Tokens were placed in the boxes for the stall that the wristband-wearer liked the best. The tokens had been tallied up and they would be announcing the top three vote-getters.
I begged the girls to let me leave but they only gripped my hands tighter. My hands were sweating like crazy and they finally hugged me between their bodies. Tanisha's hand ended up on my ass and she squeezed it. I shot her a look as the front of my pants tented, and she giggled. I missed the announcement for the 3rd place winner, but Nicole whispered it to me - right after Tanisha finished giving me a lusty kiss. The owner of the food stand received his plaque and held it up - to applause from the crowd. The announcer named the 2nd place winner. It was a girl from my Database Management class. I hadn't even seen her. She collected her plaque, held it up and got a little appreciation from the audience.
When the announcement came for the winner, I was too stunned to move. The girls grabbed my hands and dragged me through the crowd. Tanisha accepted the plaque from the guy, stuck it in my hands, and then my two sexy lovers raised my hands (and the plaque) into the air. I thought I was going to pass out.
As the girls led me back through the mass of bodies, several people patted me on the back or shoulders and congratulated me. Behind me, the announcer was going back through his "thank yous" and informing everyone that - with the evening's success - they were planning to make the fundraiser an annual event.
We got back to our place, and I found myself buried under kisses from both of my assistants.
"Looks like you have a very enthusiastic team," a male voice said.
I looked up to find the announcer standing at our booth. He extended his hand. I took it and accepted his handshake as both girls clung to my sides.
"Thanks again for helping us out," he said. "I did not get to try one of your samples, but I was repeatedly told that - if we didn't pick you guys as the winners - there would be a revolt."
He gave a little chuckle - then he leaned forward.
"I wanted you to know that you had twice as many tokens as the second-place winner," he whispered. "It wasn't even really a contest."
He gave us a wave and headed off - back towards the rest of his team.
The girls gave me more kisses and then we started picking things up to haul to the truck.
"So, dipshit," my sister said, laughing, "now do you believe us when we tell you your sausage bread is the bomb?"
I looked up to see Julie, Katie, Micki, and Patti.
"It was super good!" Micki said.
Patti, hanging off of her shoulder, nodded.
"The Vegan one was amazing!" she exclaimed.
"I had the sausage," Micki whispered, "I'll do my penance later. It was worth it!"
The pre-law student and her lover left, giving us a wave good-bye. My sister and her partner began helping us carry shit to the truck. I used the hand truck to move the propane tank first and then went back for the warmer and the two ovens. It was late by the time we got home.
I was really ready for bed, but my two assistants insisted that we needed to have celebratory sex. Tanisha rode my cock, and Nicole rode my face until I warned them that I was about to blow. They quickly switched places. I nutted in my baby mama and then she fucked her jizz-filled twat up and down on my cock until she climaxed. I gripped Tanisha's fine ass in my fists as she ground her cunt on my face and screamed out with her own orgasm.
My sister and Katie were sleeping at their place, so it was just the three of us. The girls snuggled in beside me, turned off the light, and pulled up the covers.
~~~
At Health class, the next morning, the girls and I received compliments from a few other people who must have been at the cook-off the night before. Throughout the day, I lost track of how many times somebody told me that I should open a restaurant.
I got the equipment dropped back off to the rental place and got to work about an hour late. My boss asked how the event had gone, and I ran out to the truck and came back in with the plaque. He asked me how much I would charge him to make enough of the four different breads that we'd made for the contest - so that he could feed lunch to the whole office. He told me that we had 80 employees.
I texted the girls and asked them what we'd paid for the supplies for the contest. The two of them added stuff up and gave me a number. I gave him that same number.
"Is that what you're charging me?" he asked.
"Yeah ...?" I replied.
"For 80 loaves?" he asked.
"Yeah," I said.
"That's like ... What? ... Your cost?"
"Roughly," I told him.
"You ain't makin' anything," he argued.
I shrugged.
He disappeared. I got to work. Ten minutes later, he showed up with a company check for the amount that I had told him. He handed it to me.
"Buy your supplies," he said. "Can we do this next Friday?"
My eyes crossed as I realized that I didn't have access to the portable ovens anymore.
"What?" he asked, laughing.
"Ovens," I said. "And a warmer."
"How many ovens?" he asked.
"Two ovens and a warmer ...," I said, trying to do the math in my head about how quickly I could churn out 80 loaves.
"How many loaves fit in one oven at one time?" he asked.
"16-20," I said.
"That's four ovens," he calculated.
"I can do it with ...," I countered.
"That's four ovens," he said. "I'll have them here. Propane okay?"
"That's what I used last night," I told him. "40-45 minutes of baking time. I can prep the loaves up the night before. If I start baking around 11 o'clock, they would be ready by noon."
"You have class at 11?" he asked.
"Database Management," I replied.
He started concentrating.
"We could eat at 1 ...," he mused.
"I'll warn my instructor that I'm skipping," I told him. "I'll be here by 11, fire up the ovens, and we can start serving at noon."
"You sure?"
I nodded.
"Okay, that's awesome," he said. "Now get your ass to work, I'm not paying you to stand around."
He laughed and headed back towards his office.
I texted the girls that we had to make 80 more loaves in a week - along with dipping sauce. They told me that they'd skip their 11 o'clock classes as well. They wanted to wear the aprons again.
~~~
Tanisha stayed over Friday night but warned us that she wouldn't be around for a few days. Her little sister was coming to visit, and she wasn't quite ready for her mom to hear that she had a new male lover - and three bisexual girlfriends. That night, I plowed her hard and pulled out to blow my load all over her belly, vulva, and thighs. She cussed me out but then rubbed my hot jizz all over her pussy - even sliding a little of it inside of the entrance to her vagina. I made out with her the whole time, telling her how much I loved being with her. We continued making out as Nicole climbed between her legs and began cleaning her up. Once Tanisha was clean, we rolled Nicole onto her back. Tanisha sucked the blonde's nipples and clit as I plowed her cunt. My balls never recycled fast enough to give her a creampie, but she got two good orgasms before I gave up and crashed to the mattress to be buried under a pile of hot-girl flesh.
My sister and Katie came over the next night. We ate dinner together and fucked around a little and then Julie asked if she could take Nicole home with her and leave Katie with me. I asked Nicole if it was okay with her, and she said that Julie had already talked to her about it. My sister had convinced her to try a butt-plug out. She told me that she was looking forward to it because Julie was supposedly trying to work her up to taking both of us at the same time - me in her pussy and my sister (with a strap-on) in her ass. I wasn't certain that I wanted to participate in that sort of thing, but it was hard to deny the eager anticipation in Nicole's voice and eyes - so I gave her kisses and sent her off with my older sibling.
That night, Katie made beautiful love to me as I lay on my back and worshipped her swaying melons. Once she'd extracted a load from my balls, I rolled her onto her back and fucked her hard - turning the fluids on my cock into a frothy mess. I fucked her until I came a second time and then I rolled her on top of me, turned off the light, and passed out.
~~~
I had a lovely week with my sister's partner - making sure she stayed pregnant. We talked about ideas for names, we talked about her plans for more children, and we talked about what we were going to tell her family. Like my and Julie's dad, her family hadn't quite accepted her lifestyle. She actually thought that they might be more comfortable with her having a male and a female lover than they were with her simply being gay. She was pretty sure that her mom was going to be happy to meet me and even happier to hear that Katie was pregnant with my child. I asked her what she planned to explain about my relationship with my sister and she said that she was simply going to tell her family that she was sleeping with both of us. I agreed that the simpler explanation would probably be safer - for all of us.
Thursday night, Tanisha and Nicole finally showed up back at my place. Quigley was delighted to see them both again. He pestered both of them until they gave him scratches and then he returned to his place (or throne) on the back of the sofa.
We gathered our lists and headed for the store. An hour later, we were back, scrubbing our hands, and getting our loaves (and dipping sauces) prepared. We wrapped the individual portions in cling-wrap and packed them into boxes to be transported to where I worked the following day.