Kristen found me after the party. “Why did you do that?” she asked.
“Do what?”
“Tell Lynette to love me.”
“You mean, ‘Pussy Slave,’” I pointed out.
“Jim, you told her to love me.”
“She already told me that she loved you. If she really loves you, then her party request is fulfilled.”
“Why did you do that?” Kristen repeated.
I sighed. “Kris, I love you, Will loves you, Cammy loves you, and now Lynette loves you. I have absolutely no jealousy over any of them. I will feel no jealousy when we’re with Tiny and June later. Do you want to know why? Because I love you, that’s why. I love you, and I love you completely, and I love you utterly.”
Kristen looked shocked.
“Kris, what I want is a world in which everybody can see you for the Goddess you are. A living, breathing, walking, fucking Goddess.”
“I’m not really a Goddess,” Kristen said, softly.
“I say you are,” I answered. “I will prove it one day. Until then, you’ll have to trust me. You’ve told me many times that you trust me, so be true to your word.”
“But…”
“I just listened to Patty tell me for fifteen minutes that I was a jock and that all the girls are dying to get into my bed,” I said. “I would like you to at least allow me to call you my Goddess.”
“But…”
“But, nothing, darling.” I put my finger on her lips, quieting her. “You are my Goddess, and you will be loved as such. Will, Cammy, Lynette, and I all see it. I will be creating your congregation one by one. If I can convert Tiny and June over, I will. If not, I’ll find others who are willing. Patty said that next year, I’ll have any cheerleader offer to take Lynette’s place.”
Kristen shook her head. She had a slightly frightened look on her face.
It was time to take charge. “Say, ‘yes, Master.’”
Kristen looked at me, and said it, softly.
I smiled at my Goddess.
“You scare me,” Kristen said, softly, hugging me.
At two o’clock, Tiny and June met us in the master bedroom.
“Hey, Tiny! Hey, June!” I said, cheerily.
June said, softly, “Excuse me, Jim?”
“Huh?”
“Please, Jim,” June said. “If you want to be close to Archy and me, please use Archy’s name.”
“I’m sorry… Hey, Archy!”
Archy grinned. “June hates the name Tiny.”
“You’re not to use it at all, Archy!” June said, but she was smiling as she said it.
“I’m sorry, June,” I repeated. “I only knew him by that nickname.”
June nodded. “His parents even call him that! There are only three people that can call him anything else. Cammy and Lynette call him TB, and I call him my ‘Teddy Bear.’ From now on, Kristen, you can call him TB as well.”
We all laughed at that.
“How do we do this?” June asked. She sounded nervous.
“Are you really up to this, June?” I asked. “This isn’t mandatory, you know.”
“I really do, but… except for a little cuddling, Archy has been the only guy I’ve been close to.”
“So, why don’t we just cuddle? I think you look very cuddly,” I said.
June looked sweet as she blushed.
Kristen suggested. “How about this, June? Let’s take turns taking off bathing suits. First the girls’ tops, then the guys’ suits, and then the girls’ bottoms.”
June nodded.
Kristen started by taking off her top. June followed suit, eying me nervously as she did so. I went next, untying my bathing suit to reveal my erection. June and Kristen’s toplessness started breathing life into it. Tiny was next, as he slowly pulled down his bathing suit.
To say that Archy was large was an understatement. Actually, he wasn’t really longer than I was, but he was much thicker.
Kristen actually whistled. “If Jim owned one of those, I think I’d wait a while before I let him split me in half with it!”
Kristen’s remark had the effect of breaking the ice. June and Archy both laughed.
Kristen was next and pulled down her bottoms. June did so afterward.
“Archy?” I asked.
“Yes, Jim?”
“I know you are a wonderful guy. Please take care of my Goddess and I’ll treat June like a fragile piece of glass.”
“That sounds fair to me,” Archy answered.
Kristen moved over to Archy and reached up to kiss him. Her body pressed against his groin and Archy bent down and kissed her.
I took my cue from Kristen and took June into my arms. It wasn’t the first kiss I had with her while the two of us were naked, but the fact that we were alone in the master bedroom made it much more intimate.
June’s mouth tasted as though she recently brushed her teeth. I held her tight against me and I felt my very hard erection push against her belly.
Kristen led Tiny to the bed, and I saw that she put Tiny on one side with her in the middle. This made it easy to bring June in the same way, so that I’d be laying between the two girls.
June whispered to me, “Jim? I feel funny being on the same bed with Archy and Kristen. Could we go somewhere else?”
“Certainly,” I said. “Would you like to use your own room, or would you feel weird with that? I could use Camille’s room, or would you prefer to stay here and maybe put a quilt onto the floor?”
“Camille’s room. Making out on the floor sounds so… cheap.”
“Sure thing, June.”
I whispered our intentions to Kristen who nodded without breaking her kiss with Archy.
I found a towel for June, but she simply picked up her bathing suit and walked out of the room, naked.
Nobody spotted us going into Camille’s room, but then again, everybody already saw everybody else naked. When we got into the room, June pulled me onto the bed.
“Jim?” June whispered.
“Yes?”
“This feels so… naughty! I’ve never made it with a guy like you before. Actually, Archy is the only one I’ve done it with, but I’ve always thought it so… naughty… to be, like, with someone like you…”
“Yeah,” I sighed. “People always fantasize making out with musicians. I fantasize about cheerleaders, so I guess we’re even!”
June playfully punched me. “I mean the black and white thing, Jim!”
“I know what you meant, June. I’ve wondered about black girls, too. I’ve always known you as a cheerleader, though. Most girls think of me as a band nerd, so I’m kind of used to labels.”
June looked at me. “It’s funny. The same girls who wouldn’t think of sleeping with a guy in a school band, will line up at the back stage door waiting to sleep with rock singers!”
I nodded and laughed. “I guess we’re late bloomers.” I stuck my right index finger into June’s mouth, surprising her. She sucked it in. I pulled it out and then traced it around the chocolate circle that surrounded her nipple. I saw her shiver in response; I was doing all right.
“How far do you want to go?” I asked. “I don’t want to cross any boundaries that would make you uncomfortable.”
“I intend to cuddle you until I get warmed up. I expect you to do more than just diddle my nipple, Jim. Then I will expect you to move down between my legs, and rub me with your fingers. After that, I will take your white dick into my black mouth…”
“Pink mouth,” I corrected.
“Whatever. I’m going to take that white dick, and I’ll show you what deep throat means. I will continue until you are satisfied, and then we’ll come up with something else. Does that meet with your approval?”