“Oh yes, this is what I need. That’s it, right there, yes!” she demanded.
I felt the pressure build. I picked her up and put her under me so I had better control. I played her like a fine violin. I hit her erogenous zones in the sequence I knew would bring her to orgasm.
“Oh, my! Oh, my!” she screamed.
The edges of my vision began to contract as my brain became oxygen-deprived from hyperventilating. It made my orgasm even better as I collapsed on top of this exotic goddess. I grasped the base of my member to secure the rubber, and rolled off Kara so I didn’t crush her. We both tried to catch our breath.
I finally calmed down, crawled out of bed, and went to the bathroom to dispose of the condom and to get a warm washcloth to clean Kara up. I gently took care of her and found she was sound asleep. I grabbed the comforter and covered her up. I slipped on a pair of shorts and t-shirt, then went into my living room. There were four women there looking at me as I came out of the bedroom.
My mom appeared to be the spokesperson for the group of Beth, Angie, and Mrs. A.
“Sorry to drop in, but we’re hiding from the men. They’re acting like jerks, so we called a timeout and borrowed your living room.”
I took my only remaining seat, which was on the couch between Beth and Angie.
“Do I even want to know what’s going on?”
“No, you’re the only happy guy right now, and you haven’t pissed us off, so just count yourself lucky,” Mrs. A said.
I decided to change the subject.
“Should we talk about the two voyeurs in our midst? I think I was pretty clear as to what was going on up here.”
Angie decided to defend Beth and her actions.
“It sounded like you were either killing her or she was having the best sex of her life. We had to see what was going on.”
Kara picked that moment to come out in panties and one of my t-shirts.
“Ladies, it was by far the best sex of my life, and by a large margin.”
She crawled onto my lap like a cat and planted a kiss on my cheek. I waited for a look from my mom, but years of my brother’s behavior must have worked in my favor. Kara looked at Beth and Mrs. A.
“I’m sorry. I’m Kara.”
“Sorry, this is Beth and her mom, or as I like to call her, Mrs. A. They’re longtime friends of the family.”
“Where are the boys?” Kara asked.
Angie rolled her eyes.
“Mine decided to act like the slut he is. There was side-choosing and now we’re waiting for them to grow up and come beg forgiveness.”
“I suppose I have the slut-in-training,” Kara said with a chuckle.
“It sounded like David has learned a few things on his own. I’ll tell you that if mine wasn’t so good with his tongue, I’d have the family jewels on my keychain right now,” Angie said.
Kara wiggled her butt, causing Mr. Happy to take notice. I personally wanted to be anywhere but here. Who knew girls talked like this?
“I’m not sure there should be two of them. If word gets out, he’s going to be off the market before I get back.”
My mom came to my defense.
“Don’t worry about David. He doesn’t have a wandering eye. He also is very focused on football. I’ve seen some of the passes girls make at him, and he’s oblivious.”
Beth raised her hand.
“I can attest to that. I had him cornered at a party, and made him make promises, and somehow he got away.”
“Hindsight being 20/20, I wish I’d have taken you up on your offer. Tell you what: you used to have a standing date with Greg the day before Thanksgiving each year. Now that Angie has taken him off the market, why don’t we go out?” I asked.
Mom shook her head in shame.
“I’m sorry, Kara. Did he just ask another girl out while you were sitting on his lap?”
Kara raised her eyebrows.
“Angie, how were you going to mount the family jewels?”
Beth waved her hands.
“You all just settle down. The man owes me a date, and he’s paying up. Kara, I promise not to break him. He’ll come back in one piece.”
“Anyone else want a date with my man?” Kara asked.
“Whoa there, Speed Racer, when did I become your man?”
She tapped her bottom lip as if thinking.
“I think it was about the sixth orgasm when you no longer had a choice in the matter.”
“That would do it for me,” Mrs. A chimed in. She got a weird look on her face. “Seriously, six orgasms in one session?”
“To be honest, that’s when I lost count. At one point I think I actually passed out.”
Crap, my mom was in the room and heard all this. It was a good thing she laughed. She just soaked up all this ammo to use at some future date. We needed to end this little hen-fest.
“Kara, you have two choices: feed me and then we come back for round two, or let me up and I go join the men.”
She jumped up and ran into the bedroom to get dressed. I did the same. As we were going out, I looked at the ladies.
“I’ll explain the terms of the men’s surrender to them. Give them a few minutes, and it’ll be safe to come down.”
Kara and I found the men in front of the TV watching the Bears and Packers play. I stepped in front of it so they would actually listen to me.
“You two,” I pointed at Dad and Mr. Anderson, “break out the steaks and put them on the grill. Dad, get the water bottle out if you let Mr. Anderson do the grilling, and make sure the homeowner’s policy is up to date in case of fires. You,” this time I pointed at Greg, “apologize to Angie in front of the women. I want them out of my apartment by the time I get back. We don’t plan on putting on a show later.”
They all got up and started doing what they were told. Kara looked at me as if I had some kind of mystical power. I waited until we were outside before I explained.
“They have a blowup about once a year. They always send me behind enemy lines to find out what they’ve done, and what it would take to fix everything. To be honest, it’s just a way for the men to watch football and the women to talk. This was the first time I can remember that a real issue was involved. Poor Greg’s going to have to go up to my apartment and face them all. They’ll get their pound of flesh, and then all will be forgiven.”
She looked at me funny.
“I just realized I’m going away for a month tomorrow. Do you mind if I call Gina and Emily and have them meet us at the restaurant? I’d like to talk to them before I go. Moreover, I need Gina to see that you and I are okay. She was upset that she caused us problems.”
“Please do. I really like your sisters. Do you think you can talk Emily into a threesome?”
“Oh, that wouldn’t be a problem. Both of them would join in in a second. They think you’re very hot, but I have a problem with sharing my man. So, for now, no threesomes.”
I couldn’t believe it when the girls wanted to go to Monical’s. Don’t get me wrong, I could have pizza seven days a week, but at some point, you need a little variety. We were the first ones there so we ordered the pizzas. By the time they came out, everyone was there. It was fun to watch the sisters interact. They were pissed at Kara because she wouldn’t talk about our relationship.
Seeing Kara like this, with her sisters, made me realize I could fall hard for her. She had wormed her way into my heart. I think if we just had sex, I might not have fallen so soon. She was funny and caring with them. You could tell that they all really loved one another. Because I was with Kara, I was accepted into their group. I found I liked each sister in her own way. Gina was the brains of the group. She was their little nerd that saw the world in black and white. Emily was the artist. She was carefree and saw the best in everyone. Kara was the pretty one, but she was also very business-savvy.
It was fascinating to see them work on a problem. Each brought their own perspective to the table. Somehow, they would all come to a consensus, even if they had wildly different ideas. After watching the group dynamic, I understood why Gina thought Kara was still dating. It was her black-and-white perspective: either you were or you weren’t.