Anger Management
The house is quiet. It's 3:30AM and I have gotten up to relieve my bladder. There are four females in my bed and if I return to it, one will assuredly awaken. God help me but that's not something I am looking forward to happening.
I am considering just sacking out on a couch in the sala1, but it occurs to me that with all the females currently in the house, that the couch might already have been appropriated. I am feeling like I need a hole in which to crawl into and hide.
I guess I am just standing in the darkened room for quite a while, because Grace has awakened, and figured out where I am. I am aware of this as she has come to me, puts an arm across my bare back and rests her cheek on my arm. She is not trying to move me to the bed, or anything else for that matter. She has just chosen to be by my side. It is a physical manifestation of the emotional reality of her connection with me. She isn't trying to take me anywhere. She simply must be with me.
I put my arm around Grace. She has calmed my heart. For some inextricable reason, I feel safer and more grounded with Grace than I do with Anabel. In some way the earth underneath my feet has shifted. I wonder if Anabel senses this. I knows she knows that everything has changed in other ways. But does she know about my heart?
Somehow, Grace and I get back on the bed, though I cannot tell you which one of us made the decision to move. We just moved as a single organism. We find a spot on the mattress and settle back into each others arms. There is nothing sexual about this. There are no motives, other than love and caring. And yet this is the same female who was just hours ago, urging the most extreme behaviors from me, so as to teach the other's that they must 'obey' me. Grace has her own agenda when it comes to these other females, and it is one that is anything but clear to me. But her agenda with me is openly discussed and completely known.
Wrapped up with Grace's arms, I fall asleep once more.
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I am alone on the bed. The females are all gone with the morning sun. Swinging my legs over the edge of the mattress, I am trying to make sense of my life. It isn't falling into anything that resembles what reality should look like as far as I can tell.
I am still just sitting when the bedroom door opens and it is Grace once again who seems to be my anchor. She sits with me and says nothing, asks nothing, and seems to want nothing. After a while she gets up, kisses my cheek and tells me she will be right back.
A minute later she is back with a glass of apple juice, two ibuprofens and two other capsules. I don't recognize these last pills and ask her what they are.
Sir, it is Drivemax.
No, this does not look like Drive Max, Grace. I don't use the stuff, but I know what it looks like.
Sir? Wait I get you the package.
She does and I'll be damned. It is not the product I have seen before and it's even spelled differently. The box lists the pharmacology and it is not the same thing as the product I had seen before. I recognize the ingredients. I have my doubts it will do what Grace expects it to do, but I doubt it will hurt me. I take the pills.
You really think this will help?
Sir, you will be very busy today. Masaya and Ivy expect you to be with them. Miafe also says she wants time with you, but I tell her, no! Sir, she is trying to convince Lailani that she can remove the birth control. Do not allow this.
Grace, do I get any say on who I am with and when I am with them?
Of course Sir, but they just come yesterday and it best if you do this, now. Do what you do last night. Have your wife with you same, same.
Have you spoken with Anabel?
No, Sir. That is for you to do! Not me!
Why do you want Anabel to be in the bedroom with me?
She must never say, you do things she not do!
Are you worried about her?
Sir, it is safest for you to do this. I only think of you in this.
What about Kaysi and Sam2x?
Yes, Sir. This worries me too. Maybe we fix this next week.
You have a plan for this?
Maybe.
I see. OK when do you want me to do Ivy and Masaya?
This afternoon, Sir. I think it is best that way. After dinner, you should have Anabel be with Mayari, Masaya and Inday in bed tonight. Tell the little ones to do sex with your wife. You must get Ivy and Mary pregnant, Sir. This is a good time for them.
And that is why you give me the Drivemax in the morning? Grace, the pills will wear off by this afternoon.
No, Sir, not these. I am told you will stay good all day and night.
I doubt this, but still have some Cialis in the nightstand, if I need it. I give Grace a brief kiss and rouse myself. It is time for a shower.
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I am sitting reading the paper, drinking my coffee and, once again, minding my own business when I am set upon by Kaysi. Kaysi is heavy with child and her movements are, to acknowledge the pun, labored.
Ray? Sam2x think you not love her.
Why?
You not allow her to do what you do with the other girls.
Kaysi, are you wanting me to have sex with a nine-year-old child?
No, but Sam2x want it. She be ten next week. You know this!
Yes, I know she wants it and I know her birthday is coming. You know that I do not want it. What do YOU want, Kaysi?
You have sex first time with Inday when she ten! I not know about you and Sam2x.
Jeezus, Kaysi! How can you not know? It should not happen. Sam2x is too young. You know that.
Yes, I know.
So tell her that! Tell her I say no. I say she is too young.
When she eleven or you mean twelve?
Tell her that because I love her, she should wait at least seven years.
Ray!
No! Kaysi. NO.
OK, OK. I tell her. She will be very upset.
Oh, hell, tell her I will think about it again in two years.
Which? She eleven or twelve?
If you tell her today... eleven plus six months.
OK, thank you. I tell her that.
My coffee is still hot. I return to it and my newspaper. I am having a hard time concentrating on the news, and find myself just skimming the headlines when Lailani sits down.
Ray? You allow Miafe to remove the IUD?
No.
Ray, she want it out.
I know, Lailani
She old enough.
Old enough for what?
To decide this?
If she removes the IUD, then she will not be allowed in my bed. You tell her, I agree that she is old enough to decide this and I am old enough to decide who gets into my bed.
OK, I tell her, but she will be angry.
Yes I am sure she will be angry, but she does not make the decisions of whom I will attempt to impregnate. She has a choice. She can be with me with the IUD or be without me without the IUD. She can choose.
OK, Ray. OK.
If Grace had not brought me the ibuprofen this morning, I would be running for it right about now. Her actions were prescient. That is something I will keep in mind for the future. She must also be a mind reader because, just as I am about to toss the paper back on to the table, I feel hands on the back of my neck. I twist around to see Grace's face, looking back at me.
You OK, Sir?
Yes. I guess so.
You do right. I am glad you do what you do.
You heard?
Yes. I hear all.
You knew these things would happen?
I pretty sure.
I see. Do I have any more surprises coming?
Sir?
Anything more like want happened?
Ah, I see. No, Sir. That all.
Where is Anabel?
She go shopping with Ivy, Mary and Inday. She will buy them some clothes.
Where are Mayari and Masaya?
They go to the mall cinema. They take Sam2x and Boy2x with them.
So it is just Kaysi, Lailani and you that are here?
No, Sir. Kaysi go with the kids to the mall. It just me and Lailani. Come to bed Sir. I will give you a good massage.
I get up and follow Grace back into the bedroom, a half-finished coffee cup left behind. Once in the bedroom, I strip down, as does Grace. She places two large bath towels over the bed and has me lie on them.
In the short time that Grace has been learning the art of massage, she has picked up quite a bit. After lighting an incense stick, and pulling the curtains shut to dim the light in the room, she takes some fragrant oil and gently rubs it on to my body. This is already calming.
Grace works the oil into my back, arms, legs, glutes, and neck. She is not being tender about this. The impact is of catharsis. The tension I had felt is gone. I am relaxed and loose. She rolls me over and works my legs. But the Drivemax is engaging and my flag is flying all on its own.
Her hands continue to work my legs, but her mouth engages my manhood and consumes it down her throat. Grace is fucking her head on my pole while pinning me to the bed. Her throat is hot, her arms are strong, her need is readily apparent. Grace simply wants to get me off. I am not uncooperative. The Drivemax, as much as I doubted its efficacy, seems to be truly efficacious. My member, is as rampant as it is able to get, and cum is boiling up in my loins. There is no need for me to prolong this and in less than five minutes, Grace has down her throat, exactly what she had set out to get.
My flag is still flying, if not fully stiff in the breeze. My tensions have been dissipated. I am honestly relaxed and Grace is hugging my oily body with my arms encircling her. It is not even eleven in the morning.
After a few minutes we move into the shower and clean up. Grace dresses fast and exits the bedroom while I finish up. As I am about to leave the bedroom, she appears with a glass of water and another Drivemax. I take the pill.
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The girls are back from the cinema and Anabel is back with the others from their shopping trip. I take my wife, Masaya and Ivy into the bedroom. Anabel, looks at me with a questioning look before voicing, Again? This soon?
I answer a quiet yes2. Anabel signals acceptance, telling Ivy and Masaya to disrobe. Masaya and Ivy are all for this and do not need encouragement. Anabel is a bit more reserved but still compliant.
My bed holds three lovely females. I guess any man would call it a wet dream come to life. But for me, it is more fraught with concerns, both emotional and logistical. I do not love Ivy. Not in any way do I have any emotion for her, other than I find her attractive. Masaya, is a sweet girl for whom I have great fondness, and I am about to turn her and her mother into sex objects. I was resisting this exact thing, trying to keep the girl out of my bed as much as I could. And added to that, I am turning my own wife into a sex object, as well. After this, I am going to send her to be with all the young ones, who will keep her busy as I attempt to impregnate the two mothers.
I can say, well, this is what Anabel has coming to her. She set this whole damned thing in motion, but I could have put my foot down and refused. I didn't.
As I turn away, emotionally from Anabel, I seem to be turning to Grace. Yet it is Grace who has orchestrated all this today. Am I being played by a master in the game?
Logistically, how am I going to fuck these females now and have anything left for Ivy and Mary tonight? Yes, the Drivemax has some potency, but though I am just learning about it, does it really have enough to make this possible? Four or five cums in one day? If so, why does anyone bother with Cialis or Viagra?
Sitting on the bed with these three, in a relatively unromantic manner, I bring one at a time to me and kiss her. I start with Anabel who kisses me fervently and asks. Do you still love me, Ray? It's a good question and one I had just asked myself. For now I can answer truthfully, I do. I am not sure that the future will hold the same answer.
Next I bring Masaya to me. I speak to her before kissing, Happy birthday, I hope you know how much I care for you.
Yes, Sir. I do.
You know, I would be happy if you didn't want in this bed?
Yes, I know you say that. But it is better this way.
Why?
I don't know. Just is.
I hope you are right. I bring her lips to me and kiss her.
Next is Ivy, who is eager to engage. I bring her to me. Her tits are large and dripping with milk. Ivy and I tongue wrestle for a while before I push her on to her back.
Anabel, suck her left tit. Masaya, suck on your mother's right tit. Anabel makes a face but does what I tell her to do. Masaya, follows instructions without comment. As they each latch on to a nipple, making Ivy moan. I slick up with some KY and ram into Ivy's cunt. I gather Ivy was not expecting that, as she gasps, before grunting and locking her legs around me. I continue to fuck this mother, whose child sucks milk from her breast. She is tight, even after childbirth. Her juices are flowing on my cock as I stroke her canal. Anabel, tit still in mouth, looks up at me. I smile at her and continue fucking.
In no time, Ivy cums. I pull out. Pulling Masaya and Anabel off her, I tell Anabel to get on her own back and instruct Ivy to lean over Anabel to give my wife a tit to suck on while I fuck my wife. I whisper in Masaya's ear to finger fuck her mother. Masaya whispers back, Yes, Sir.
Mounting my wife, I find her dripping wet. She is close to cumming the moment I enter her. After just a few moments she cums. I continue fucking her and a second and a third orgasm hits her. I am hard but not needing to cum as her cunt becomes a non-stop cum factory. At the same time Ivy is screaming. I gather she is cumming from her daughter's ministrations.
I pull out of Anabel, who is spent, though I am not. I put Ivy on her back, and Masaya on her hands and knees between her mother's legs. I get ready to mount Masaya from the rear and instruct her to eat her mother's cunt. I tell Anabel to kiss Ivy. I get no looks from Anabel. She simply does as I instructed her to do. Masaya is going down on her mother's cunt. I push my tool into Masaya's oh so tight cunt. I can hear a muffled grunt from between Ivy's legs.
I am not looking at the tableau in front of me and thinking about my power. I am looking at the intense tongue on tongue love fest between Ivy and Anabel. They are really going at it. I think I can read Anabel's mind as she looks up at me briefly, 'This is what you want me to be. This is what I will be.'
I look down at the little ass below me, with her juices dripping on the bed sheets, and blow my load in her cunt.
I pull out still semi-hard thanks to the Drivemax. Ivy, suck my cum out of Masaya's cunt. Anabel lick my dick clean. Ivy looks at me briefly, and without comment does as I say. Anabel pushes me on my back and does a great deal more than lick me clean. She is going down on me. She grabs my balls, and holds on tight as if to make sure I can't move, and works my rude tool for all she's worth. She snakes her free hand under me and starts fingering my ass while sucking very hard. She is doing the impossible. I am now full staff.
Ivy and Masaya see what is transpiring. Daughter whispers in mother's ear before each takes one of my feet and starts sucking on my toes. Dear god, who the fuck taught her that? Shit, Damn! I am going.. to.. oh.. shit.. cummmmm....
Now I am positive, there will be no evening performance. How can there be after all this? Anyway, we all clean up in the shower. Anabel holds back and the other two are smart enough to leave and give the woman of the house some room.
Is this going to happen all the time?
What do you mean?
What happened just now and last night.
You mean a foursome like this?
Yes, I guess so.
No, sometimes we need to split up. You need to take some of them while I take others. There is no other way to handle so many.
Ray, why are they so horny?
Bel, I don't know for sure, but I do have a theory. Women, when they have their man, aren't very horny. I think we can both agree on that, right?
I guess.
When females are dating they are far more sexually active with their boyfriends, right?
OK. Yes.
So women are more sexually stimulated when trying to capture a mate and less so when they succeed.
Maybe.
Well, these females are not just thinking they don't have me locked up, like a normal boyfriend/girlfriend relationship. They know that I am getting sex from the others. The competition pushes their horniness.
Are you saying that they are trying to take you from me?
No, I think the horniness is a more basic instinctual response to this type of situation, even though they are not trying to move you out of the way.
So they are going to stay horny?
No. It's like you said earlier, once they have given birth, they will settle down.
Me too?
I think so.
But the young ones. They are not getting pregnant.
Yes. OK.
So they stay horny, by your theory.
Yes, but you will mind less and anyway, they are just too young to be a threat or expect to marry me.
Not Miafe. She is not too young and she is the one who worries me the most.
I don't think it will bother you after our child is born.
Oh, yes it will! Ray you have to fix this.
How?
Get her pregnant!
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