ASL2: Prologues

AN ORDINARY ADULT SEX LIFE 2 by bluedragon

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The following story is not a sequel. It is a direct continuation of the many books already posted in the "Ordinary Sex Life" series (which can be found on StoriesOnline or in my Digital Copies folder). This story assumes you know the primary characters from those stories. Familiarity with those stories IS a requirement. Seriously, there are WAY too many people to keep track of if you don't start from the beginning. If you haven't already read the previous books, don't even bother trying to read this one.

The complete novel includes lesbianism, anal, group sex, multiple partners, double and triple-penetration, spanking, light bondage, and Dom/sub. If any of that bothers you, find another story to read.

This fictional story also makes reference to several locations and organizations that exist in real life. They are not necessarily represented accurately in this story, and any similarities to real people or real situations are unintentional. My characters are my own. My apologies if anyone feels offended, but this is fiction.

This story and all other stories I've written are owned by me, and publishing them in any form without my express written consent is prohibited.

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-- PROLOGUE --

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[SLURP]

“Oh, fuck yeah…” I gasped.

“Mmm…” [SLURP]

“Unnngh…” I groaned.

With her lips sealed tightly around my shaft, my fellatrix rapidly bobbed her head back and forth. Her wonderful mouth caressed my cock and her tongue twirled in a kaleidoscope of pleasure on my mushroom head. Whatever her lips didn’t reach, her hands attended to with rhythmic stroking and twisting motions. And I felt my legs begin to buckle as the overwhelming sensations of pleasure washed away every last bit of nervous tension in my body.

“Fuck you’re good at that,” I exclaimed.

“Practice, practice, practice,” she giggled before swallowing me once again. Deep-throating me for just a second, she looked up at me with a twinkle in her eyes and hummed happily as if savoring the most delicious meal.

I caressed her cheek in thanks and she went back to fellating me. For the next few minutes this gorgeous young woman made love to my erection, but then she glanced over at the wall clock and abruptly pulled off.

“We’re running out of time,” she gasped, eyes flashing up at me. “Fuck my face. Let it out.”

After glancing at the clock myself, I nodded and reached out to grab her head. Careful not to mess up her perfectly coiffed hair, my hands held on behind her ears. I pushed forward with my hips to cram even more of my cock deep inside, and she readily accepted every last inch deep into her throat.

Then I pulled back.

And I thrust forward again.

Then back.

And forward.

Again… and again… and again and again and again.

Little throat-gagging noises emanated from her mouth as I violated it over and again, but she grinned up at me and kept breathing through her nose whenever I pulled back. Faster and faster I went, and I started to feel my balls come to a boil. She’d already brought me to the brink of release, and after less than a minute of rapid throat-fucking, I pulled back until my mushroom head was just barely in her mouth and grunted, “Gonna cum!”

Brooke swiftly reached up with both hands to grab hold of my rod. Pumping rapidly and twisting her palms at the same time, she furiously jacked me for the express purpose of expelling my creamy load straight between her lips. “Give it to me. Feed me your sperm…” she crooned before gaping her mouth open wide.

My eyes rolled up into my head, and suddenly I was cumming. Jet after jet of hot jizz spurted straight into her mouth, and she dove forward to seal her lips around my shaft to ensure that not a single drop escaped. Her dark brown eyes glittered as she savored the emotions of the moment while simultaneously swallowing rapidly to avoid a mess. Neither of us had the time to deal with any clean-up.

“Ungh… ungh… ungh…” I grunted, my hips twitching forward as I spat out the final three shots. In the end I held myself in the forward position, still gripping her head, as I clenched my ass and strained my balls to squeeze out every last drop.

And then I sighed, complete and utter relief washing over me to the point where I had to stagger back and collapse into the armchair behind me. “Fuck yeah…” I groaned contentedly. “Thanks. I really needed that.”

“Anytime,” she replied cheerily after swallowing everything I had to give her. “I owed you that.” Crawling after me, Brooke produced a wet washcloth from somewhere and knelt in front of the chair. Swiftly but delicately, she cleaned me up and tucked me away before zipping up and buttoning my tuxedo pants.

I simply panted, catching my breath and watching her do her thing. The knots in my shoulders were gone and the butterflies in my stomach had been settled. Still, we had only a few minutes left and I couldn’t afford to linger. Once I felt ready, I got to my feet and went to check out my appearance in the mirror. I re-straightened my tie, tucked my shirt into my waistband properly, and shot the wrist cuffs to make sure they extended beyond my jacket sleeves.

Brooke stood up and similarly adjusted her dress. She stood beside me and pulled out a tube of lipstick. After fixing her makeup and making sure I hadn’t ruined her hair, she got up on tiptoes and pecked my cheek. “I’d better go. See you soon, okay?”

I nodded with a smile and patted her ass before she left. “Thanks again.”

“I told you: anytime.”

“But no time better than right when I needed you. I love you.”

“I love you, too.” She grinned and quickly slipped out of the room.

I let her have a minute’s head start. Then, after taking a deep breath, I opened the door and walked out myself. Along the way, I collected my “groomsmen”, confirmed that everything was set, and walked out with them trailing me so we could take our positions.

I stared out at our assembled guests, and everyone smiled back at me. Now feeling quite at ease, I took a second to look around and appreciate the beauty of the moment. But then Pachebel’s Canon in D started up, the doors at the end of the aisle opened, and the ceremony got started.

I smiled and met eyes with the first bridesmaid. She and I were already intimately familiar with one another, although not recently. She was excited by the occasion and couldn’t help but grin. At the same time, she visibly focused on careful measurement of her steps and on properly holding her bouquet in front of her chest. I threw her a wink when she got close to me, and she giggled before turning and walking away to the other side.

It went much the same for the second bridesmaid. She smiled, I smiled, and then she took her place.

Then, I looked up to see the third bridesmaid. Her face was exquisite, her makeup perfect, and she had a very pleasant well-fucked glow about her. I recognized it because I’d done the fucking this very morning. She gave me an eyebrow wiggle as she approached, and I found myself on the verge of giving her a compliment. But instead I kept my mouth shut, nodded my head in greeting, and let her also turn away to take her place. Now wasn’t the time.

It was time for the bride.

The music switched to the traditional wedding march. I stared right down the aisle, holding my breath as the doors at the far end opened up again. She was a vision in white, her hair backlit by the sun to give her an angelic halo. She was the most gorgeous creature I’d ever seen at the most gorgeous moment I’d ever seen her. Although Brooke had done a fantastic job of getting me relaxed right before this ceremony, I found every muscle in my body tightening up once again, not from nervousness but from extreme excitement for the moment.

It was a moment I’d thought would never come. Not to this point; not to this level of commitment. Lust? Absolutely. Passion? Unquestionably. Romantic love? Eventually, yes. But marriage? Possible: perhaps. A certainty: no.

And yet, here we were.

After all this time, here we were.

“Breathe, Ben,” my ‘best man’ muttered while tapping me on the elbow. “Passing out right now would be a little embarrassing.”

Belatedly, I realized that she was right, and I inhaled sharply while tearing my eyes away from my bride for just a second. I glanced over at Dawn with a nod of thanks and focused on breathing in and out for just a moment or two. And then my eyes went back up the aisle to watch my wife-to-be approach.

“Did you ever think it would end like this?” I asked quietly, keeping my gaze on my bride. “With you NOT at that other end of the aisle, but standing here beside me instead?”

She didn’t reply immediately, but after a deep breath, Dawn leaned over and said just as quietly, “For years, no, I never thought it would end like this. But that was a long time ago, and I’ve come to realize that this – standing here beside you – this is where I belong. You and me… together the way we were always meant to be: as family. But that said, this isn’t the end. It’s a new beginning.”

I took a deep breath and nodded, thinking about that while simultaneously thanking Destiny for bringing us ALL to this point in our lives: me, Dawn, Kim, BJ, my sisters, and everyone else in this room…

Including my soon to be Wife.

Today is the first day of the rest of my life.

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-- STATUS QUO --

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-- SATURDAY, AUGUST 5, 2008, FREMONT --

The most beautiful woman I’d ever met made little “glug, glug” noises while I palmed her tits and fucked her face. She lay flat on her back with her head hanging upside-down off the edge of the mattress, aligning her gaping mouth and throat to accept every last inch of my 8-inch shaft. I particularly loved to see the way my fat cock dented her elegant neck from the inside on each thrust, and after one such forward lunge, with my balls draped over her eyes, she reached out to grab my ass and keep me at full-depth while she gulped to work over my sensitive shaft with her throat muscles.

“Holy shit,” remarked the gorgeous blue-eyed brunette right beside her. “That looks SOOOO fucking hot.”

“She’s still holding it,” added the aqua-eyed and raven-haired beauty next to the brunette. “How the fuck can she DO that?”

I intuitively knew when to withdraw. My best friend-slash-eternal lover didn’t have to tell me verbally nor tap my ass as a signal. We had a bond, the two of us, an almost telepathic connection whenever we were in sync that defied logic or scientific explanation. I just knew when she’d reached her limit, and I pulled back to let her gasp for air. And after she took a few deep breaths, Dawn Evans rolled up on her right side with a twinkle in her sky-blue eyes and brushed a few locks of sunny-blonde hair back behind her ear while explaining, “Practice, practice, practice.”

Indeed, Dawn and I had been fucking each other’s brains out in every possible position and combination we could imagine since we were teenagers. We’d certainly gotten a lot of practice with each other over the years.

“Well, we only have one night, so I rather doubt we have time to get in THAT much practice.” Candy Carter sighed a little mournfully, her blue eyes dimming just a bit, as she set her cheeks down on her propped up hands. With her dark hair cut short in an A-line bob, she looked adorably cute, as if she hadn’t aged a day since cheerleading in high school, even though she was now a hot young high school teacher and cheerleading coach herself. I’d barely seen either of my two high school friends over the past six years, and if not for us all coming together to celebrate Bert and Lynne’s wedding, who knows how much longer it might’ve been? “Still, I’m game to make the most of the time we have!”

“I bet I can deep-throat him longer than you,” Heather Wilkinson challenged with a gleam in her bright aqua-blue eyes, similarly belly-down on the bed with her knees bent and her feet elevated in the air, crossed at the ankles, although her much longer raven-black hair made her look distinctly different from her one-year older friend.

“Challenge accepted!” Candy giggled musically as she rolled over onto her back and let her head hang upside-down over the edge, gaping her mouth open invitingly. I shifted over and nudged my swollen purple cockhead between her pouty pink lips.

“Wait-wait-wait! I gotta get my phone to time this!” Heather squealed as she pushed herself up onto her hands and knees. I froze and pulled my dickhead back.

“Fuck the motherfucking timer,” Candy cursed. “I need this bad boy in my mouth!” The busty brunette bombshell grabbed my ass and promptly tugged me forward, skewering her own throat in a single lunge.

Dawn laughed, her sky-blue eyes twinkling as she looked up at me. “I knew I made the right choice picking these two to join us tonight. They may not be the bridesmaids I’ve always wanted to seduce, but I doubt we’d have had a better time than this. Candy has such a filthy mouth,” she remarked before leaning over to lick her way up Candy’s upright left tit, moaning as she began to suckle at the puffy pink teat.

As Heather took the hint and started nursing at Candy’s right nipple, I grinned and held Candy’s head while I began to fuck her face, thinking about how the four of us had ended up here tonight. After the dinner reception of Bert and Lynne’s wedding, drinks had flowed freely and the dance floor had opened up. Many of the young ladies in attendance who had remembered our years-past physical liaisons with fond memories had come to flirt with me, but Candy and Heather had made the tactically clever choice of focusing their flirtatious efforts on Dawn instead. Candy remarked that she’d always had a thing for busty blondes, something she and I definitely had in common.

The shuttle ran loops bringing drunken wedding guests back to the hotel. Heather spent the ride in my lap with her tongue down my throat while Dawn and Candy squished into the seat next to me, likewise Frenching like mad. Somehow, I managed to get three tipsy, giggling girls into the elevator and then into the room Dawn and I had booked for the night, and the dresses started coming off immediately. Given how drunk and horny everybody was, I considered it a minor miracle they’d managed to keep their panties on long enough to get to the hotel room and didn’t leave any behind as bonus souvenirs for the wedding cleanup crew.

Dawn and Candy stripped down to their lingerie and then fell onto the bed while battling tongues. Heather pushed me into the desk chair, yanked my slacks down to my ankles, and then impaled her face on my prick. She slipped the straps to her dress while blowing me, and then unclasped her bra a minute later. She enfolded my prick in the valley of her cleavage and fucked me with her tits for just a bit, but after that I growled about how much I wanted to ram my big throbbing dick into her cunt and the lusty, busty California girl eagerly got up, stripped off the rest of her clothing, and then bent over on all fours atop the edge of the bed.

I happily slammed right in.

Heather seemed pretty happy too.

I fucked her hard and I fucked her fast, reaching around to cup her big boobies in my palms and use them as hand-holds to yank her body back to meet my every thrust. The ex-cheerleader/now-office-drone wasn’t quite as skinny as she’d been back in high school, with just a bit more meat on her ass and juicy fat on her tits, and I had tons of fun squeezing her pliant mammaries and banging my pelvic bone off her buoyant butt cheeks.

By then, Dawn and Candy had slowly stripped off each other’s clothing and started tribbing on the bed beside us. I watched my best friend gasp and groan between makeout sessions with the beautiful brunette while the pair of them ground their clits together, legs intertwined in a sinuous horizontal dance of lesbian lust. But after a while, Dawn opened her eyes and glanced back to watch Heather’s face clench and contort from the incredible sensations of my schlong slamming in and out of her sweet snatch. Twisting her upper torso, Dawn reached up to pull Heather’s face down to her own, and she started making out with the other dark-haired high school friend of mine.

Heather jerked when Dawn’s hand also snaked between her legs and started strumming her clit. The raven-haired beauty pulled her mouth off my best friend’s lips to moan, “Fucking hell… I’m gonna… AAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!” Her back arched, her hips shuddered, and suddenly she was wailing out her orgasm.

Meanwhile, Dawn kissed her way down the climaxing girl’s neck and shoulders before fastening her lips around a swollen teat.

Candy still had her legs scissored together with Dawn’s, pawing at the blonde’s slightly larger boobs while watching Heather scream in orgasmic ecstasy. Then, the instant Heather rolled over to one side and collapsed, Candy was more than ready to accept my arrival, flopping onto her back and spreading open both arms and legs invitingly.

“Hey there, big boy,” Candy greeted me warmly as I got into position and nudged my fat mushroom head into her folds.

When my thick dick slid home into her welcoming cunt, she cooed and kissed my neck. Despite the fact that Candy and I hadn’t actually hooked up many times nor had been particularly close in high school, I still felt a comfortable familiarity with her, like slipping into an old sweater. With a smile, I murmured into her ear, “You feel as incredible as I remember.”

“Mmm, you too. I hope I don’t have to wait another five years again to feel this,” she replied warmly. And then she began rolling her hips in a timeless rhythm to meet my repeated thrusts.

Dawn reversed herself and wound up in a sideways sixty-nine with Heather, who recovered quickly from her climax and started ravenously eating out my best friend. The four of us continued like that until Candy clenched up and came. The way her cunt convulsed around my captured cock, she milked out my first load and I found myself firing great gobs of creamy cum straight into the back of her pulsating pussy.

I didn’t climb off Candy right away. We remained joined together, softly kissing in nostalgic intimacy left over from days long gone while my spunk slowly soaked into the inner walls of her snatch. I found myself thinking of the first time I’d ever had sex with either Candy or Heather (or newly-wedded Lynne, for that matter), in a Big Bear cabin over Winter Break during my high school senior year.

At least, I thought about that right up until Heather popped her head into our field of view, asking with a grin, “Do you two mind hurrying it up a bit? Dawn said she wanted to slurp out the creampie and snowball it back to me!”

Candy and I laughed, and I finally withdrew and rolled out of the way. Sure enough, my blonde best friend quickly stuck her head in-between Candy’s thighs and started hoovering out my load. She then made a big show of slobbering my slick semen all over Heather’s smirking face, and the two of them spent a lot more time making out and giggling than actually snowballing my sperm.

That’s when Dawn decided to revive me for Round 2, and what started out as a regular blowjob turned into an upside-down throat fuck.

“Holy shit,” Candy remarked. “That looks SOOOO fucking hot.”

“She’s still holding it,” Heather added. “How the fuck can she DO that?”

“Practice, practice, practice,” Dawn explained. And a couple of minutes later, I started to fuck Candy’s face.

We never did figure out whether Heather could hold a deep-throat in that position longer than Candy. Once we got going, neither girl seemed to really care. Heather got herself into position right next to Candy, head hanging upside-down over the edge of the mattress. After fucking Candy’s face for a few minutes, I pulled out and started making Heather make “glug, glug” sounds instead. Meanwhile, Candy and Dawn turned to each other and resumed Sapphically sucking each other’s faces. And we continued like that for several minutes, me switching back and forth fucking one upside-down face after another. Dawn even got up and went to the other side so she could make out with Heather instead while I grabbed Candy’s tits and tried to find out how long she could hold her breath.

Eventually, though, the girls wanted to get fucked again. Heather rolled herself onto her back and parked her pussy at the edge of the bed so I could hook her legs over my shoulders and start pounding away at her. Candy lined herself up right next to Heather, and for a moment my eyes met Dawn’s in an unspoken question.

But my best friend declined the invitation to join them, her silent words in my mind telling me I fucked her plenty often enough. Tonight she was happy to let me focus on my horny high school friends, so focus on them I did. The three of us went through a variety of position changes, and in the end the two brunettes sixty-nined with Heather on the bottom. She got to have the screaming mutual orgasm, howling her ecstasy into Candy’s cunt with her legs wrapped around my waist, tugging me tight while her spasming snatch sucked out my spunk. I twitched and grunted and filled her up, groaning in exquisite relief after I finished sperming her sodden pussy. And then I backed away to watch Candy duck her head down between her friend’s thighs and audibly slurp out my spending.

Only after every drop was gone did Candy finally roll off of Heather’s body, the pair of them panting in the aftermath. I’d cuddled myself behind Dawn in something of a spoon position, although I’d propped myself up on my left elbow so I could gaze adoringly into her eyes and exchange little cute smooches.

Candy giggled and shook her head. “Are you two SURE you’re not together?”

Dawn and I exchanged a knowing glance and smiled, Dawn replying, “Yes, we’re sure.”

“You’re not gonna pull out the tape recorder that says, ‘We’re just friends’, are you?” Heather drawled as she got up, paced away a few steps, and then turned around to flop down in the armchair next to the bed.

I laughed and shook my head. “We’re much more than ‘just friends’, but we’re not a romantic couple. Dawn’s my best friend… with benefits.”

Candy rolled up onto her right elbow a couple of feet in front of me and Dawn. “A.D. said you two grew up together.”

“Our parents put us in the same crib,” Dawn explained. “We were BFFs up until his family moved to SoCal. Still, we saw each other for a month every year at this camp we visited up near the Oregon border.”

“And you’ve been in love ever since…” Heather sighed dreamily, a romantic at heart.

Dawn giggled and I shook my head. “People keep thinking that, but it’s not true, at least not in the way you’d think. We only ever tried becoming boyfriend/girlfriend twice: the first was a long-distance thing senior year of high school that imploded after just a few months, and in a way we don’t even really count that one.”

“Ah, right,” Candy commented and looked up at me. “That’s when you and A.D. finally got together… I mean, ‘nottogether’.”

“The tape recorder,” Heather added with a grin, miming a click of the play button with her thumb.

I snorted. “Anyway, that relationship we don’t really count since Dawn and I didn’t even get to spend any time together. Afterwards, I was A.D.’s boyfriend for freshman year at college, but then she got commitment phobic and we broke up. I spent sophomore year having a series of short term hookups, and only then did Dawn and I get together – for real this time – for about a year.”

“But I went off the deep end at the end of junior year, royally fucked things up, left school, and took a year off to work as a ranch hand at our summer camp,” Dawn drawled with a sigh and a shrug.

I nodded. “And that was it. Just one serious year-long relationship that went all kinds of wrong, and it was so fucking difficult and painful for us to get back to the point of comfortable familiarity with each other that we realized we’re better off not being romantic. Just friends.”

Dawn grinned. “Best friends.”

I puckered up and gave her a quick kiss on the lips. And while reaching around to fondle her big D-cup tits, I pinched a nipple and added playfully, “With benefits.”

“Great benefits,” she agreed.

Heather’s eyes clicked back and forth between me and Dawn a bit before narrowing. “Just say it: you’re ‘nottogether’ the same way you were with A.D. back in high school.”

I chuckled and shook my head. “Totally different. Well, not totally different, but Adrienne and I only stayed ‘nottogether’ because we were too afraid to take the big plunge, and in the end she and I did become a romantic couple. That’s not happening here. Besides, I’ve got other very important people in my life I need to devote myself to.”

“Like A.D.,” Candy pointed out. “I mean, I know the broken engagement was rough on everybody. You broke her heart, you know that?”

I grimaced. “Yeah, I know. It seemed the right thing to do at the time.”

“But it all worked out in the end,” Heather continued. “She’s super-happy with Sasha, I can tell.”

“I think she’s really come to terms with her sexuality,” Candy continued. “I’m not saying I always knew she was a lesbian at heart – because I certainly never quite put two and two together about the way she felt about ME back in high school - but it was always clear that she never had true emotional feelings for any of the guys she dated, at least until she met you. She seems so at peace now with Sasha, so much more comfortable in her skin, you know?”

“I’d like to think so,” I agreed. “Much as I may regret the romantic side of our relationship not quite turning out the way I would’ve hoped, I truly am happy for her.”

“Aww, don’t look sad. That girl still loves you to pieces,” Candy said warmly. “Sasha too, from the way she looks at you.”

I smiled. “I’ll always love them both, too. Sasha helped me in so many ways senior year, and if I start getting into how much Adrienne means to me we’ll all be here until next week.”

“Maybe we should’ve tried to convince both of them to come join us,” Heather laughed. “Then all SIX of us could’ve been here, fucking each other’s brains out until next week.”

“As much fun as that sounds, I could never keep Ben away from his growing little family for that long,” Candy sighed. “So how’s fatherhood treating you? Ben Junior, is it?”

Dawn and I both chortled and I shook my head, groaning. “Why does everybody think his name is Ben Junior?”

“His initials ARE B.J.,” Dawn drawled, as if I didn’t already know.

“How old is he now?” Heather asked.

“Benjamin Junsaku - his mom named him after both me AND her dad – is almost two,” I replied. “He’s the highlight of my every day. No offense, Dawn.”

“None taken.” The blonde smirked up at me. “BJ’s cuter than you. When he’s not drooling, that is.”

“Wish you would’ve brought him here so we could’ve played with the cute little guy,” Heather complained.

“If I had, I’d have spent the night with him and his mama instead of you two.”

Candy held her hands out as if she were balancing a scale. “Spectacular Sex God orgasms? Playing with an adorable toddler. Spectacular Sex God orgasms? Hmm… tougher choice than I would’ve thought, actually.”

“Somebody’s biological clock is ticking,” Heather teased.

“Shut it, you.” Candy looked up at me. “Any chance of you settling down and making an honest woman of your baby mama?”

“I’ve asked. Kim’s turned me down flat… repeatedly. In all honesty, while there’s definitely love between us, and especially parental love for BJ, we’ve never had that romantic spark between us. She has a defined role for herself in my life, and while she likes to pretend she’s my submissive, anyone who spends five minutes around us can tell who’s actually in charge.”

“Yeah, don’t mess with Mama Bear,” Dawn added.

All four of us laughed.

“And there’s a roommate too, right?” Candy continued, exchanging a look with Heather. “A.D. said her name was… it was a month… June, right?”

I confirmed, “June.”

“You two work together.”

“We’ve been partnered since joining JKE,” I elaborated.

“Jonathan Kwong Enterprises,” Candy sighed a little dreamily. “Headed by a billionaire entrepreneur who’s banging more supermodels than even you.”

I laughed. “It’s not a competition.”

“You’re still making big bucks though, aren’t you?” Heather asked.

“I do pretty well for myself,” I admitted. “Not ‘billionaire’ level though.”

“Anyway, A.D. said you got June’s cherry,” Candy continued. “She also said June’s got Asperger’s or something.”

I frowned and exchanged a look with Dawn. Before I could explain, Dawn piped up, “June’s quirky. I don’t know about Asperger’s, and I wouldn’t want to apply labels to anybody. She grew up sheltered and completely asexual. She went to Stanford at sixteen and didn’t have much of a social life. But Big Ben here is apparently incapable of having a normal, platonic relationship with a woman--”

“So of course they ended up banging,” Heather finished for her with a smirk.

I frowned. “It wasn’t like that.”

“You’re helping her explore a brand-new world of human sexuality, are you not?” Dawn asked rhetorically.

I blinked and sighed. “Fine.”

Candy raised her hand and started ticking off fingers. “Best friend Dawn, supermodel A.D., supermodel’s girlfriend Sasha, baby mama Kim, co-worker June… Anybody else you’re regularly shagging?”

Dawn and I exchanged a glance and a shrug.

“Little sister Brooke?” Candy grinned, and Heather smirked.

Dawn popped her eyebrows in surprise. I shrugged and replied, “Sometimes I forget you already know that story.”

“We were there when it all happened,” Heather reminded me.

I shrugged, and then shook my head. “Brooke moved down to SoCal after graduation.”

“Ohhh, riiight. Mizu said her little brother and Brooke used to date,” Candy remarked while nodding. But then she looked thoughtful and asked, “Wait, your baby sister twins are at Berkeley now though, aren’t they? Eden and Emma?”

Dawn started giggling. “Yeah, they’re rooming with me. Insatiable little minxes, they are. I enjoy the benefits even when Ben’s not around. Haven’t gotten around to Eve, yet, though.”

“Who’s Eve?” Heather asked.

“June’s little sister. She’s our fourth roommate, and in the same grade as the twins,” Dawn explained. “Wicked hot. I know she’s hooking up with the twins, but June’s given her express orders to stay away from Ben and me. For now at least.”

“Seven’s enough though, isn’t it?” Heather asked. “Even for Big Ben?”

“Seven is MORE than enough,” I agreed.

“Eight,” Dawn corrected. “We’re still visiting Viktoriya tomorrow night.”

“Wait, who’s Viktoriya?” Candy asked with a frown.

Dawn grinned, her eyes sparkling. “Ben’s ex-professor. Older woman but absolutely exquisite. She can do things to me I didn’t even realize were possible.”

“She’s also about to become your current professor again, which means she’s gonna cut you off when school starts," I reminded Dawn. Turning to look at Candy and Heather, I explained. "Dawn's going back to get her MBA. Kim too, actually."

“She might cut ME off, and Kim too, but not you,” Dawn insisted. “You won’t be her student. She’ll still want Big Ben visits.”

I sighed and looked back at the other girls, conceding, “Okay fine, maybe eight. I can barely manage to stay hydrated. It’s exhausting.”

Candy licked her lower lip lasciviously and batted her eyelashes at me. “You seemed plenty hydrated and energetic to take care of us tonight though. Think you can handle ten? We could move up to NorCal to join your harem.”

Heather giggled. “I like the way you think.”

“A true gentleman always rises to the occasion,” I pronounced formally before breaking into a grin. “Seriously, though, it’s been amazing to see you two after all these years. Especially to see… ALL of you… after all these years.” I gestured at their fantastic naked bodies while both busty brunettes preened before me.

“Think we can get you to rise at least one more time?” Heather asked coquettishly. “You haven’t put it in my ass yet. And I have so many fond memories of the orgasms you gave me while pounding that big dick so hard up my tight little asshole.”

“Me too! Me too!” Candy cheered.

Dawn laughed. “I REALLY like your friends.”

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NEXT: CHAPTER 1

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-- MAIN CAST --

The following only includes significant characters previously introduced in other stories so as to avoid spoilers. Other characters not listed below may enter the story at any time. Please refer to “The List” on my Patreon page for more details.

BEN’S FAMILY

Ben (protagonist, BJ’s father, age 24)

Brandi (26)

Brooke (22)

Eden & Emma (Cal Berkeley Sophomores, 18 1/2)

Adrienne Dennis (Sasha’s girlfriend, 24)

Kimiko “Kim” Fukuzaki (Cal Berkeley MBA Grad Student, BJ’s mother, 24)

Benjamin Junsaku “BJ” Fukuzaki (Ben and Kim’s son, 1 yr, 11 months)

Beth (mother)

Michael (father)

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THE EVANS FAMILY

Dawn Evans (Cal Berkeley MBA Grad Student, 24)

DJ Evans (22)

Dayna Evans (26)

Deanna Evans (mother of Evans family)

Jack Evans (father of Evans family)

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CLOSE FRIENDS

Sasha Serafian (Adrienne’s girlfriend, 24)

June Song (Ben’s partner at JKE, 22)

Penelope “Penny” Wiscinski (Ben’s co-worker at JKE, 22)

Eve Song (Cal Berkeley Sophomore, June’s sister, 19)

Robert “Bert” Kim (Ben’s best buddy, Lynne’s husband, 24)

Lynne Arian Kim (Bert’s wife, Ben’s high school friend, 24)

Summer MacIntosh (Cal Berkeley MBA Grad Student, Ben’s high school friend, 25)

Candy Carter (Ben’s high school friend, 25)

Heather Wilkinson (Ben’s high school friend, 24)

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