Confrontations and plans

Chapter 71

There are definitely worse ways to wake up than the movements of a body on yours. In the first seconds in which you come to your senses, you don't know which girl you feel on yourself. What makes most people feel uneasy only makes you grin comfortably. Then the situation changes when you feel the peppermint-smelling breath on your face. The first thing you see when you open your crusty eyes are two eyes that stare at you up close.

"Holy..." you gasp and sit up jerkily. The first thing you hear is the air flowing out of Rachel Huerta's mouth in the form of a bright laugh. "Have you ever heard of privacy?" You try to sound seriously angry and reproachful but fail miserably with it. For once because Rachel shows a behavior that only makes her look cute and maybe naughty in a sexy way. On the other hand because now Maureen also appears from under the covers. Unlike Obi Wan, you definitely don't have the (moral) high ground here.

"Dude, do you even remember who you spend the night with?" The question comes out friendly. You look around and find yourself in a brightly lit living room. It is quite late and to your horror, your half-hearted plan to sneak up is undermined by the fact that almost all the girls are already in the room with you and Maureen. You swing your legs out of bed and pull the covers over your sister, who is incredibly embarrassed. A great start into her new life. You can't see your sisters at the table with Carrie and Karen, nor with Susan, Claire and Denise who are in the kitchen. You slept so hard that you missed the clink of dishes and cutlery. Another case of too much sex and too little sleep. But do you really want to change that?

After Maureen pulls the blanket over her head to hide under it till the end of the world, you rediscover your balls and wander through the room. No matter how embarrassing the morning and the realization that now every girl knows for sure what is going on in your life is, a full bladder is a full bladder. You go upstairs and feel the crushing looks of Carrie physically on your back. You are still too tired to worry about it, but notice how your consciousness concentrates more and more on this question with each step up.

After following the call of nature and washing your hands thoroughly, this is a good opportunity to look at yourself in the mirror and reflect. Your drill sergeant reappears but is strangely in a good mood. So? he asks you. What happened? Everyone knows what's going on. Does it disturb you? I do not think so. It had to get this far and now you can deal with it openly and with appropriate criticism.

"Of course" you snort and wipe your face with a damp towel. "Carrie will surely support me. It'll be fun.” You grin scornfully, but since your sergeant is an image of your soul, you also feel that you don't really care what Carrie or anyone else thinks about sleeping with four women. You also have an obligation to the girls to prove yourself worthy of their love and trust. If you're hiding behind them now, leaving Emma and Megan the fight, you're not the man they deserve. "You have to make sure that it's worth it for them." With your hands at the sink, you look in the mirror and plan your next steps. "It is up to you to make sure that the other girls get on with your relationship." Okay. Who is a threat? Wait... threat? You stop when you realize that you are falling back into old patterns. But you are right. When you think of Millie and the other two, your instinct breaks like a tsunami to protect them from everything. You all four have chosen this path, but just as they give you the opportunity to realize yourself and be the happiest bastard under the sun, you also have the obligation to make sure that it also pays off for your girls. There will be resistance, not only from Carrie, but you have come too far, accomplished too much, and felt far too much love for each of them to turn back now.

The next thing you do is stick your head through the crack of the door into your room. Your three girlfriends are curled up and entwined under the covers and you watch the three in their sleep contentedly. Emma is the first to stir and sleepy rubs her eyes. When she recognizes you, her world lights up and yours is also flooded with sun rays as she smiles and kisses you a kiss that you plow from the air and bring to your heart. The next gesture is not that chaste and Emma makes sure that you can start the day with a long and detailed look at her jugs. Shaking your head a bit horny, you wait for her as she gently winds out of the ball of arms of her bedmates. She is wearing tight-fitting nylon briefs and her long shirt is held up by her breasts and erect nipples. The way she scurries to you on bare feet immediately electrifies you and when she hugs you for a long time, your body prepares for a sinful day in bed. With all your might you have to fight against mounting Emma right here on the carpet with the door open.

"It was a good idea to send me to the girls" your third girlfriend whispers in your ear as her fingers run over your body. "We talked and brought ourselves up to date." She gets serious and lets you go. One last time she looks voluptuously between your legs, but then pulls herself together. "We talked about Denise." She looks into your eyes and uses her words to make it clear where she stands in this matter. I don't want to share you with the girls anymore. I am your girlfriend and want you to have me alone. What is wrong with you that you think you could add a fourth girl to our group? "I stand behind you if you want to help Denise. The poor thing needs you, that's sure.” Never mind. Then she pulls her lips back into her mouth and looks at you curiously. "I have to tell you something and ask for help."

"Carrie?" You ask. You have long since given up wondering about the openness of your girls. After all, that's why you're here in a room with three girls who all love you idolatrously. But that you got ahead of her this time makes Emma cringe slightly. A pleasant shiver runs down her back and an intimate kiss has to be exchanged to meet her desire.

"My strong, smart, fighting Finn" she whispers in your ear. "Stop looking through me. That makes me really horny.” She nibbles on your ear and runs her hands into your pants.

"Okay, I'll stop making you horny," you say with a diabolical grin, grab her hands and pull them back. This has an immediate effect and Emma falls back into her submissive posture with gusto.

"No, please don't do that. Please never stop making me horny.” She gasps as you turn the tables and run your fingers over her belly button and vary the pressure on her skin. She lifts one leg and wraps it around you as her hands cling to your back and her breasts press against your skin.

"You make demands Miss Jackson," you grin and test by pulling your hands back from Emma how far she is ready to go.

"No no no. I'm so sorry. I'll do what you want.” You kiss her hard on the mouth and penetrate deep into her with your tongue. Your breath mixes and your hands return to her again. Her body presses against you, lifts to your touch. Emma is greedy for you.

"Did you have fun last night?" You look at your sisters. Megan begins to stir and soon you and Emma will no longer be alone. "Have you..." You look at her and her eyes widen.

"You didn't allow me." That amazes you a little. Emma is really ready for you to go to extremes. "Do you want me to..."

"Do you want it? Megan would have no problem with that.” You remember the first night with Emma and you know your sister well enough that she would like to experiment with her friend.

"Finn, come on.” Emma speaks as if she needs to explain something to you that she is sure you already know. "I said that I am yours and that is true." She steps away from you and runs her hands over her body. She lifts her breasts towards you. "They're yours." She turns and grabs both buttocks with her hands. "They're yours." She looks mischievously over her shoulder and then turns back to you. She spreads her legs slightly, pulls her panties aside and reveals her wet slit. "And that belongs to you too." You have to swallow and blink several times to be able to see clearly again. Again you come closer and this time you cannot hold back and move your fingers exactly to the places where you two want them and Emma needs them to be. She likes this very much and purrs happily when you rub her clit. "I am all yours and I like that," she moans. "If you want me to fuck Megan, I'll obey you."

"Well, I'm really happy to hear that," sounds your sister's voice behind you. You look amused past Emma, who is frightened and lets her head snap around. Megan is an early riser anyway and even after the last night she managed to keep her cheerful temper.

"Megan!" Emma calls out but you quickly put a hand on her mouth. Alarmed, you look over at Millie, who is only humming a bit in her sleep and turning around on the mattress. "I didn't mean to imply that you..." Emma doesn't really know how to react. It's a bit funny to see how the girls deal with the situation. Their behavior also reminds you that not only you have started a new life. While Megan carefully gets out of bed and strolls towards you in all her glory shrouded in black lingerie, you realize that you also have to consider the relationship between the three girls. Megan hugs you two and gives you a kiss on the cheek. "It's pretty sweet," she says to Emma. "We discussed yesterday that you belong to him. If that turns you on, that's okay for Millie and me."

"Well, I would have liked to have been there during the conversation," you grin and catch a knack from Megan.

"That was just for us girls," she giggles and quickly looks over at Millie. "I think we all knew that you would end up with Maureen someday as well. And if you think that would bother us, you're absurd Biggie.” You roll your eyes as Emma comes closer to you again.

"We know what she means to you. And what connects us is the same love that forbids us to keep Maureen or any other girl from you.” Then she giggles and looks at Megan, but speaks to you. "Besides, your sister told me that Millie discussed something similar with her friends." While Megan and Emma grin knowingly, you realize with relief that the three not only rely on you but also draw their own conclusions and want to help you.

"Are you sure?" you ask seriously and a little incredulously. But both girls nod.

"I said it. We talked and we all agree that our lives can work that way. Millie, me and now Maureen are your sisters. That's enough for me and your princess. Maureen will soon find out what it means to have you as a brother.” She chuckles and looks at Emma. "And Emma apparently fucks everyone if you tell her to."

"Just because I know he's good for me," Emma defends and blushes, but presses her thighs together and looks at you in love.

"So you didn't..." You look at Megan. "Not even you and Emma... or Millie..." you want to know and realize that this is also an issue that concerns you. You have no right at all to tell girls who they spend their time with and who they connect their bodies to. You are the last one to decide what is moral and what is not. If Megan wants to fuck half of the world like you, you have to support her. And Millie and Emma too. But yes, it worries you to imagine sharing the girls with another man. It is immoral, hypocritical and deeply masochistic. Everything bad about the male-dominated culture is united in your thoughts. It’s not your girls. You are not loyal to them. You have ruled Emma matter of factly. And yet you want them to stay true to you. It is weak, fearful and not worthy of them. But the girls shake their heads.

"Did you want us to?" replies Emma and looks at you as if she had disappointed you.

"What? No! Wait... yes... well... oh fuck... There's no right answer. I don't have the right to decide that."

"Finn, you are our boyfriend. You have the right to decide that,” says Megan calmly, who has long seen through her brother. Wherever Emma wants to please you because she loves you, Megan knows your fears and encounters them. "We are your girlfriends. Emma is loyal to you like a little doggie. It doesn't bother me.” She purses her lips and looks at her friend. "I even find it kind of sexy. Millie is just attached to you anyway and does what you tell her with trust and love. And me?” She chuckles a little. "I rely on you to be there for me and everyone else. I love you so much, that I want you to sleep with the people you want. I know that sounds crazy and learned, but that is so easy for me because I know we have something that will always bind us. So if you sleep with Emma or Maureen or Denise, the next morning I just ask you what it was like and be happy with it. Be happy to be one of your girlfriends and on your side. Got it?” You just nod, you can't counter it and know that this girl is just perfect. And of course she goes one step further. "But if you would order Emma to lick my pussy while you're in Maureen or Millie, I wouldn't mind." She kisses you too but feels your ****. "We are all your girlfriends. We also want you to be fine in our relationship.” Emma also nods.

"It is pleasant for us to be there for you." So you find yourself in an intimate hug and four hands run over your body, under your shirt and in your pants.

"It is like you want anal sex from your girlfriend. That turns you guys on, right? If you only had one girl and she said that she didn't want to, you would hold back.” She's right, even if you don't know exactly what she's trying to do. But the two hands that lie around your lance don't make thinking particularly easy for you. "You have a right to tell us what you like and don't like in the relationship."

"And we like to meet your wishes because we all love you," agrees Emma, who has an almost animalistic interest in your genitals.

"The only difference is that you have three... or more girlfriends. That is an advantage for you, admittedly. But when I look at what I have in my hand, it compensates. So even if you have more choices than usual, we listen to you. If you don't want us to have fun without you, we respect that."

"I should give you the opportunity to make such plans much more often" you admit and lean your head back as a pair of lips close around your rod. When you look down again you look at the moving head of Emma, which runs rhythmically up and down on your shaft. Megan leads her friend with her hands and looks up at you in love, while Emma focuses on her task. You already feel a little hesitant when you look over at Millie. Somehow it bothers you to think that she could wake up to the spectacle. The best tactic is - so you decide, influenced by the two mouths on you - to come as quickly as possible and to satisfy the two girls. You take a hand from the head down there and lead it to Megan. She smiles mischievously and is led by you and when Emma lets the tip of your cock slide out of her mouth with a soft 'pop', Megan rushes at you like a starved wildcat. Now Emma is trailing you and her eyes promise you the world and you know, thanks to her, Megan and Millie you will get them too.

"Who deserved your cum?" Asks your 'only' girlfriend lovingly when Megan takes you in all the way. She pulls back immediately afterward and when she speaks, a thin strand of drool wanders down her chin and lands on her naked thigh. She looks you in the eye and jerks you off quickly as she leans over to Emma playfully.

"I am his sister. I deserve his cum!"

"But I'm his girlfriend!" Emma sticks out her tongue and her fingers close around your balls. Moaning, you silence the two by pushing their heads together. The two of them come closer, but Megan quickly raises her head.

"What are you doing Love?" She asks shyly. You have to grin because she plays the inexperienced virgin so well that you consider for a second whether you are going too far. But her greedy grin wipes these worries away with ease.

"You want to be my girlfriends?" Both girls nod shyly, which you like. "Then you have to learn to share." Then her lips meet and the sexual energy is sufficient for the two girls to take their free hand to help and push each other over the breasts while the saliva of the two on their lips mixed. When you look at it, you squeeze your jaws and can't stand it any longer. You aim and the two are surprised when their kiss is interrupted by your spear, which pushes demanding between their compressed lips. But Megan was damn right. These are your girlfriends and the eagerness with which they move up and down on you shows that they know and appreciate that. So you experience a double blowjob like in a textbook. Shit, I live a porn life. Well, maybe the plot is a little better but well...

"Oh shit, that's good." You can't help groaning and the two girls below grunt satisfied as their tongues close around your shaft. They exchange a very special kiss. I live the dream, you suddenly realize. Your fingers dig into your companion's hair and you slowly and gently pound your hips. The pace conceals the energy that is pent up in you as the smacking sounds and the moans between your legs get louder. And then you look down and see your girlfriends crouching beneath you. They bow on their knees and their bare feet stick out from under them. Their upper bodies move in time with your bumps and both have now put their free hands in their panties. And suddenly it becomes clear to you: There is still room for another mouth! It is an unreal but extremely powerful thought that makes you cum. Under a giggle, which quickly becomes a moan again, you splash into the faces of Megan and Emma, who quickly put their cheeks together and present a perfect target.

Your load is admittedly not that big after last night's adventures, but the girls pounce on your juice like a life-giving substance. Megan runs across the throbbing belly of Emma and spoons your sperm out of her navel as Emma leans over to your sister and runs her tongue over her sticky cheek. It takes a while for you to catch your breath.

"Shit girl, I wasn't actually going to do that at all," you gasp and try to control yourself. Your gaze quickly goes to Millie, of whom only the little feet still protrude from the bedspread. Giggling, the others get to their feet, hug you and then each other.

"I know it's not easy for you and you think you didn't deserve us. That is okay and we would be happy to support you,“ Megan says and kisses you on the cheek. "But just promise us that you give us the opportunity to make you happy."

"Promised," you say, agree on every point and know that she is right.

"And promise us that you will not hold back with your wishes with us", Emma adds and kisses you on the other cheek. "We also want to make you happy and if we do something that counteracts this, it is not good for us."

"I promise." Again, you have no chance. "You are just too good for me."

Emma is the first to get into the bathroom to get ready. Then she pulls Megan out of the room, who took the time to lie next to Millie with you and picked up a few pats from her brother. When your wombat has left the room, you look over at your princess. You should actually come downstairs to face the group's challenges. Carrie will love tearing you into a thousand pieces. And Karen will be disappointed that... yes what? What is holding you back from not conquering the world? The answer is your sister, who is slowly coming to herself. Even if all doors are open to you, you must not push and rush ahead, although patience is required. Denise needs your attention and Millie deserves it too. You now have the okay of the girls to continue to strive for the happiness of your loved ones. Scratch that. I have permission to build a damn harem! Denise will be on board for sure. And what your friends told you about the McKinleys also points to an easy game. And Karen.

"My God Karen" you whisper softly. You quickly look at Millie but she hasn't woken up yet. You lie down next to her, carefully cuddle up to her light body and make sure that she is fine. As you lie next to her, your thoughts wander to the inviting breasts of the beauty queen of your school and this time - for the first time in your life - you do not blame yourself for the fact that your brain takes this path in such a situation. You could suck her girlfriend's nipples for hours, cover every inch of her body with your sperm, stuff all her holes, and do unspeakably dirty things with her. She seems to be ready for anything and if you imagine her cries of passion, if you finally have pity on her and ram your cock into her tight ass as far as it will go, you can hardly believe your luck to have such perfect girlfriends that fulfill you enable these perverse fantasies.

With a big grin you put your head on the delicate shoulder of Millie and enjoy the effect that her calm and warm body has on you. Even the transition phase from the imagination of a wild, rough, painful and humiliating fuck to the soft world of your little princess takes place with her smell in your nose and her skin on you as if by itself. Blinking, Millie opens her eyes and feels you in her back.

"Good morning sunshine" you whisper like every morning. Your ritual will last even if you weren't in her eight hours ago.

"N’morning BB." A sleepy grin, a yawn and a tired stretching of her body are her first acts on this new day. Then, however, she can no longer resist it, turns around and nestles very firmly on you. "Did I just dream it or did Emma and Megan have you..." She bites her lip and looks at you lovingly. "Or did they have you in their mouth right now?"

"We didn't want to wake you, princess. Sorry," you grin and answer her question.

"How was I last night? Did you liked me?"

"You were fantastic." Inside, you hope Millie believes you too. Before you started sleeping with her, it was enough for both of you to always tell her how perfect she was. Now you're worried that at some point she won't believe you anymore. But Millie shows you that this worry is unfounded. She happily hugs you and kisses you lightly on your lips.

You last in bed for a few more minutes, waiting for Megan to finish in the bathroom. A happy knock indicates that you can now take a shower. Actually, there would be no arguments against the fact that you take a shower together but you are all sure that this would only lead to another adventure. And you admit that you've gotten quite hungry after the efforts of the past few hours. So you shower off alone. The bathroom is too big to have enough steam to steam up the mirror and leave a nice message for Millie. But from now on, this will only be necessary to maintain a tradition and not to actually help her. You now have other middles of doing this. As the cool water flows over your body, it chills you down so that you can think clearly again. You notice that after the conversation you start to see the world with different eyes. You no longer see a chest of drawers, you see a place where you can put the petite butt of Millie so you can get into her better. You no longer see a bathtub, but a place where the foam-covered breasts of Megan press against your wet skin. You no longer see a washing machine that washes dirty clothes, but a tool to give Emma a dirty and naughty orgasm. Shaking your head, you dry your hair and look at the toilet. Now the small breasts of Susan and Denise are pretty attractive.

"One after the other buddy." Your drill sergeant agrees with you and together you fight down your lust. From now on another phase of your life begins and here at the lake, it may still seem playful to let everyone know through the screams of your lovers, with whom you deal. But if Carrie is a good guideline of what to expect at home, it will definitely be a huge challenge. But the price exceeds everything you could ever dream of, so you deliberately get involved in the game. You give a little motivational speech in front of the mirror, you and your sergeant both know that you can only win through the love of your girls and so it is a satisfied and confident Finn who comes down the stairs to the living room a few minutes later.

Nothing that you find below is particularly surprising. How so? You are trained, prepared and have put in place a tactic. Except for Millie, all the girls are already downstairs and have spread out in the room. Emma joined Carrie. Your girlfriend greets you and looks a little embarrassed when she gets up and shyly kisses you on the cheek. Carrie looks like she is about to whip out an **** rifle and dismantle the shop like Scarface.

"What the..." It still escapes you when you see the dining table where Karen and Rachel are sitting. You may be ready for pretty much of all the girls' questions about why Megan and Millie screamed your name last night. But you have no reaction to the feast spreading out in front of you. Mountains of food and drinks are piled up on the long table. Large bowls with scrambled eggs, carloads of ham, several large packs of cornflakes, pancakes with syrup, yogurts in different flavors, cocoa, tea, milk with honey, water and orange- and apple juice. The table groans under the weight of the delicacies and you cannot believe your eyes. At that moment, something jumps at you from behind. Fortunately, you have gathered enough strength to ward off the attack and when two slim but strong hands are placed over your eyes, you are already turning. Laughing loudly, you and Megan turn around and enjoy the firm pressure of her breasts on the back of your neck. Her nipples almost stab you in the skin, but that doesn't matter from now on.

"I see, you now know who that is and... oh shit!" Megan calls out when she sees the table. "What's that about?"

"I have no idea" you admit and look at the other girls. Karen looks at you and Megan thoughtfully and Carrie wants to kill you so it's an amused Rachel to nod towards the kitchen and nibble on a piece of fried bacon.

"Finn!" call three capable little goblins and storm towards you beaming with joy. Susan, Claire and Denise hug you at the same time and almost pull you to your knees with their weight. You can just keep panting on your feet, but immediately your arms and shirt are grabbed by several hands and the laughing girls pull you into the kitchen. Your surprise is not acted when they show you what they had done for breakfast and your gratitude and joy about it are also real, which the three also notice. Denise is a little out of the way as the McKinleys lead you through the kitchen. Your job seems to be to thank them for the good work and to express your praise. Claire and Susan get into a frenzy when you have to try things over and over and tell them how fantastic everything tastes. They totally salted the scrambled eggs, but otherwise they did a really great job.

"Do you like it?" asks Claire for the third time. Oh fuck it, you think and before she knows it you wrap your paws around her, lift her up and press her against you. She hangs in your arms like a toy doll, is perplexed at first, but then completely freaks out and shrieks loudly in your ear with happiness. She struggles with her legs and almost crushes you. You can't understand what they find so fascinating about you, but you can just ask Millie from now on. Life is easy. Not that easy, because Susan throws herself at you and wants to be handled with the same treatment as her somewhat younger sister. You also whirl her around, an act you would not have dared to do before the assurance from Megan that she is on your side with this. It is also a nice feeling for you to be able to make two people… damn pretty girls… laugh so easily. Grinning, you scatter the two out of the kitchen and state that they should take care of the others as well. Of course, they take their time separating from you and only a loud slap on the firm butt of Susan, which is transferred directly to her skin through her shorts and pops loudly, causes the two to move. Susan looks after you again and her look, if not obviously sexually enriched, is pretty exact. The noise level in the living room increases with the two happy new arrivals and obscures the words you exchange with Denise.

Where Susan and Claire were exuberant and full of trust, Denise seems almost disturbed by her wild behavior. You can literally watch her begin to shrink again. You quickly step up to her and hug her too.

"And you helped them?" you ask and play the positively surprised protector. "That's great." Denise nods shyly but smiles contentedly shortly afterward when you feel her hair. "I am proud of you," you say and mean it.

"Does that mean you fuck me?" she asks and you flinch at the word and the way her eyes brighten at the thought of it. You take her hands in yours and she realizes that she did something wrong.

"That means you don't have to do anything to please me, Denise. That means you did something good. That means you don't have to worry about doing anything to keep me. And above all, you don't need sex for it.” You hug her and are happy when two arms close around you. Then you cover her face and apply a little more pressure with your fingers than usual. Denise notices this and freezes in your hands. She looks spellbound in your eyes while your fingers press lightly on her cheeks. "You just have to listen to me, okay?" She immediately nods eagerly and it seems as if it is understood. You kiss her on the forehead and she almost breaks down when your lips lie on her skin.

"Yes understood Finn." Her voice has hardly any strength. Satisfaction, lust and worry struggle for supremacy in your mind as your eyes meet. A plan is forming in your head and maybe now that you have free rein through your girls, the time has come to take the next step. You look confidently at the girl.

"So no talk about sex or fucking anymore, right?"

"Yes, that's clear." She listens eagerly, which is a good sign for your soul, but your dick also reacts to it.

"And now go to the others. Think good. You are in good hands."

"Yes, Finn." And actually she smiles at you before turning around and hopping out of the kitchen. You stand there grinning, one hand on your hip, chewing on one side of your lower lip and the forehead in wrinkles lost in thought. It didn't seem like Denise was playing something for you. You may have to ask your mother - without mentioning her or your name - whether this is a real reaction to a traumatic experience. But you also think of yourself as able to assess people well. And Denise seemed really happy to have been given a clear direction and instructions from you. Maybe you can have a conversation with her now and not just at home. You click your tongue when you realize that you have no idea how to deal with someone in such a situation. You should have figured that out earlier buddy. Now you are committed to it. So just give everything you have, do your best and it will work. You snort quietly.

"Your best, she definitely wants that."

You are the last in the kitchen and are lured into the living room with the bright calls of Susan and Claire. Except for your three sisters, every girl is present. Maureen is just coming down the stairs. She wears a shirt and pants from Megan and suddenly you notice that the clothes she was wearing tonight are also from Megan. Maureen fled here without a single piece of clothing.

"Good morning," she says, but doesn't look at anyone. Her hair is wet, so she took a shower recently. Without a word, she sits down at the table next to you. You feel the looks of the girls resting on you and it is up to you to break the silence. You take her hand in yours and are pleased to see that she is pressing it. Together you put your hands on the table so everyone can see them.

The reaction is... amazingly calm. You get a few glances, especially from the older girls in the group, but nothing else happens. Even Carrie holds back when she notices your stern looks. Once again you thank the three younger girls for the many meals which earn you three bright smiles. When you see Maureen looking at the food with big eyes, you can't bring yourself to wait any longer for your other sisters. You are the first to reach the table and start preparing a piece for Millie. Maureen lunges for the feast like a starved wolf and you happily watch her spread her live weight of sausage over a slice of bread that is far too small. You give her a jar of jam, which is literally torn from your hand. The others are slowly starting to prepare their breakfast too, only Denise sits in front of her empty plate and watches you as you watch Maureen. Finally, you notice her looks and interpret them correctly. You have to grin as she grows smaller in her chair.

"Denise," asks Claire trying to impress you with her help. "Can I make you something?"

"As long as Maureen doesn't eat everything alone," Carrie murmurs, causing your big sister to wince. She puts her half-eaten bun on the plate and looks around the table apologetically.

"Sorry, I..." She swallows the last bite. "I haven't had a great breakfast like this in a long time." She looks around the room embarrassingly, but Susan and Claire beam at you and her. "It was you, wasn't it?" she asks the two and gets a strong and proud nod from each of the girls in response.

"We wanted to relieve Finn of the burden of looking after all of us," grins Claire, looking for your looks.

"And you got that first-class", you mean and knock the girl on the shoulder. Grinning happily, she touches the spot where you met.

“So good that he could really sleep through the night. Right, Finn?” Rachel looks at you with a devilish grin and you can only shrug your shoulders.

"I'm glad Maureen is back with us." You put your arm around your big sister and Carrie rams her knife into a new bun by ****.

"I..." Another clearing of the throat. The situation is still new to her, but this time she remains steadfast and faces the unknown. You grab her hand under the table and you two look at each other. You can give her enough strength to answer Rachel. "I am also happy to be here again." She looks at her plate and takes new courage that surprises even you. "I'm very sorry for what I did to you with... Josh... I didn't want it to get this far. Excuse me.” It sounds like a fourth-grader who was caught stealing. She is the oldest in the room and yet she still has to find her place in the group. But from now on you stand by her steadfastly. “Definitely the best breakfast I've had in years. Your name is Susan and... "

"Clair" says the addressed one happily and smiles at Maureen and then at you with bared teeth. "We are happy that you like it." The girls exchange looks with Maureen, who are even registered. It almost feels like a normal breakfast in a normal family. When Rachel takes over from Carrie and talks to Maureen about her hobbies, you can sit back and relax and enjoy the view. Your big sister is still a bit shaky on her feet when it comes to easy topics, but is doing very well and soon Claire and her sister join in too. Karen and Carrie don't take their eyes off you. While Carrie wants to pulverize you, Karen looks at you with undisguised curiosity and amusement. But first there are more important things to do than to take care of your life and its safety. Denise is still sitting in front of her plate.

"What is Denise?" asks Claire again, holding out a jam bread to her friend. The addressee pulls away from Maureen and looks at Claire with blank eyes, who doesn't understand and is even more confused when Denise turns to you. However, you have to suppress a broad grin. A good sign that Denise is ready to go so far as to prove herself.

"Or do you prefer a bowl of cornflakes?" you ask but your tone does not allow any other alternative. Her face immediately brightens.

"That's a good idea. Claire, do you mind…” Claire looks at you in awe but doesn't want to contradict you and hands Denise the pack and a bag of milk. There is a loud clink as Carriedrops her knife onto the plate in front of her. She gets a few glances, but it is accepted as an accident. Not from you. You'll have to ask Emma how best to deal with Carrie.

Then Millie comes down the stairs with gentle steps. You turn to her from your seat to greet her and find with great astonishment that your sister decided on a pretty sexy outfit today. Her short black nylon sports pants are very tight around her waist and show off her butt. Her legs are also bare and her bare feet run across the floor without making a sound. She also has no bra under your long nightie and not only you are looking at her as she nervously brushes her hair back and approaches you with a determined stride. She hugs you and gives you a very clear kiss on the cheek.

"Good morning brother" she grins and puts her hand on your shoulder. "Thank you for the preparations in the bathroom."

"Nothing to thank for Little One" you grin and watch your princess as she greets the others and Susan gets her a chair next to you. Emma also greets Millie from her seat next to Carrie and receives meaningful looks from her.

"And Millie, how was your night?" asks Karen. As a new friend of your little sister, she can ask that, but you're still surprised. You give your princess the prepared bread and are glorified by her for a moment, which the others not miss. Then she replies to the question with the normal phrases. But everyone looks at you and seems to know. The only difference is the girls' reactions to the (confirmed) suspicion that you are more than 'tight' with your sisters.

"Where's Megan?" Rachel asks Millie. Her eyes widen and she looks at you in alarm.

"Oh yes, right. She asked if Finn could send Emma up to her for a moment.” Emma and you exchanged looks and the others at the table noticed that Millie was using you to guide Emma.

"Honey?" Emma asks you. You swallow your bite and nod gently up the stairs. Emma drops her half-eaten bun and sets off, but not without collecting a long and greedy kiss from you. "For the way" she grins, strokes your shoulder too and then scurries up the stairs with flowing movements. The level of frivolity is over, you see, because nobody at the table eats anything except Denise, who shovels her cornflakes into her mouth as desired. But she can't take her eyes off you either. Maureen on your other side also doesn't miss the tension that has laid over the table. Carrie has gone pale and her eyes emit a threat that would remind a fighter pilot of an SA-7 position on the city limits of Hanoi in the '70s. Guaranteed losses.

Luckily she keeps her mouth shut because you don't know how you would react to her aggression on this wonderful morning. You have finally reached your goal and literally brought Maureen to a table with you. You look to the side and make sure that she's still there. She shows great interest in her chocolate cream with traces of bread underneath and you even get angry a bit. You want to make it as easy as possible for her and it still has to be determined whether the girls at the table are helping. A tense silence has fallen over you and Maureen seems to be suffering from it. Millie also recognizes it and does her best to lighten the mood, but achieves little success and reaps a few laughs from her friends, who die away immediately. All eyes are on you and Maureen.

The sounds of a pair of feet come from behind you and appear down the stairs. Megan literally hops down the steps, closely followed by Emma, who is more cautious. You rise for your morning ritual and it's irrelevant that you have done it already. What counts is, that the girls on the table see, what connects you with her. Megan jumps up from the middle of the stairs. Laughing, she flies into your arms, is caught by you and whirled around. You can feel her legs kicking wildly and her closeness to you, which always gives you strength. It is a perfect morning. All the people you love are with you. Yes, the challenges are still huge, even bigger with Maureen. But that's how you want it because you know you have the support of the people who love you. It is all the more disappointing to see the group when you drop Megan again.

"What's going on here?" asks the middle Lynchwood (sorted by age) and looks around the table. Then her eyes fall on the mountains of food and she forgets her wonder. "So? Are we sacrificing to the gods today now or what?” She dances to her seat next to Maureen, sits down, hugs her sister, who almost drops her face in amazement, hugs Millie, who takes better care of it and then starts systematically destroying all the food the table. On the other hand, you stop and watch your three... four girls and their behavior. You might be overjoyed to see them all like this, but only the Lynchwood half of the table is happy. From the other half, incredulous, questioning, angry, and curious looks cross your eyes. You click your tongue and sit down too. When Maureen passes the salami to Megan, you have to grin. The two are already behaving - a bit bumpy - like normal sisters. As normal as it is with a brother who already had his cock in each of them. And that's the point at the table this morning, as you can see.

"Exaaaaaactly Megan," Rachel says in a friendly tone but is still drilling for answers. "What's going on here?" The question is addressed to the girl, but the answer is expected from you. Not only do you want that, but your girlfriends also know that you will take care of it.

It was a nice time so far. That you got so close to your sisters is the best thing that happened to you in your life. Millie and Megan and now Emma and maybe Maureen look up to you, trust you, give you everything you need as a man, brother and friend. They were the ones who found a way for you, them and everyone else to be overjoyed with a situation that would otherwise have made you all miserable. Megan has given you a free pass out of love, Millie trusts you, Emma pulls strongness from all of your connections. And now Maureen. It seems that at least your girls have no problem welcoming her into your midst. Even if it is still new for her, she faces the challenges of your little world. And you realize that you have long chosen a faction. If Carrie or anyone else has a problem with you trying to make four people happy, they're have drawn the lines. You look in the face of each of the girls sitting opposite you. Denise looks down at her plate, there will be no hostility from her as long as you assure her that you will be there for her too. You just shouldn't be having sex just with Maureen and the others. The McKinleys don't look too angry or worried. It seems that they are happy with your praise. Karen has an almost amused look on her face and eyes on you and Maureen. Rachel seems to be curious. Maybe Megan is right in her assessment that Rachel Huerta is a little crazy? And Carrie? Is it wise to focus all of your energy on her? You respect her and can understand why she wants to take care of Emma. And after all, it is no small thing what you are doing with your sisters. Yesterday evening you drove the two to **** while your 'real' girlfriend was in the next room and made who knows what up an excuse for the screams.

The world you are in with your girls is not normal. It is simply the only world that can be good for all of you. You all chose it because there is no other way to make everyone happy. And you chose this path not only out of lust and love - primarily for you. But also out of love for people who cannot live without your love. Even Emma, who would get over a breakup with you more easily than Megan or Millie doesn't want to let you go. Yes, you can understand Carrie. You can understand the anger that someone can so brazenly avoid social rules and even be happy. But that doesn't excuse the danger she can pose for you.

"We are just happy that Maureen is here again," you say matter-of-factly. It's not the best opening move, but you can certainly make something of it if the girls react to it as you suspect.

"So you celebrated a little with Megan and Millie?" Carrie asks with an open sarcasm in her voice. "And then you went down to your sister, to whom we owe all of that, and continued the celebration?"

"Exactly."

"And you have no problem with that?" Carrie asks Emma stunned. Your girlfriend only looks at you, which only makes Carrie angrier, but then turns to the future politician who is about to explode.

"Look at us. We're all happy.” That's enough for Emma as a reason, but sadly for Carrie too. She gets up angrily and stamps out of the room. Before that, she turns back to you.

"You are all insane. Perverted and insane.” Then the front door slams. Emma looks at you apologetically, but you only take her hand and the pressure and contact with you is all Emma needs. But the other girls are still here.

"Emma is right," you say to the others in a firm voice. “It's not a question of how we make ourselves happy. The question is that no one is left behind.” You look around the table and all faces are facing you. Not many can stand your eyes for a long time, so much energy and conviction speak from you. But still, your voice becomes calm as you continue to speak. "I'm glad Maureen is back. Each of us makes mistakes.“ You look at Denise. "Maureen too. And me too. But we all want someone to be with us, even if we don't believe in ourselves.” Then you look at Susan and Claire. “Someone who praises us for the little things we strive to do right. Someone who's happy when we work on ourselves.” Then you look at Karen and Rachel. You have not yet found a suitable comparison for the two, but it is like in foreign policy. If you get stuck with words, send your army. "Someone who means so much to you that you destroy your opponents and face every challenge, no matter who poses them." It seems to be working because Rachel and Karen nod to you. Maureen just looks at you with her mouth slightly open and doesn't know what to say.

"And you really agree?" Rachel asks Emma now. Apparently she needs double agreement on this point. It is also understandable. Again Emma confirms that she is happy in a four-way relationship and Rachel does what you hoped she would do. She shrugs. “I never thought I wasn't the craziest at the table. But never mind. As long as you're happy with it, you can do the craziest experiments on your first boyfriend.” Then she looks at you and grins in a way that makes your hair rise to the top. "Just don't keep us awake with your ****, okay?" She winks at you and you almost get a piece of bread stuck in your throat.

"It's not ****," Millie says, and now you really have to cough. Things are developing faster than you would have expected. "We are not related. We're just doing caring for each other.” Emma and Megan look lovingly at your little sister. Claire, Susan and Denise look embarrassed on the floor and the others agree with gritted teeth.

"I know this is all a lot of new information for all of us", you think and try to steer the topic as best as possible. "We don't have to clear everything up in one morning."

"The way I see it," Karen thinks out loud. “It's all nothing new anyway. I mean honestly… Are we really surprised that our friends Megan and Millie and now apparently also our new friend Maureen couldn't resist his thing down there for a long time?” You don't know what concerns you more. The way Karen talks to Maureen, or the thought that she may have the least problems with your relationship. "The more the better, isn't it Finn?"

"Yes, Karen... you're right." Of course, that means that you gave her an invitation to your bed. You just hope that she will line up behind Denise. The thought of the young Van Buren distracts you briefly. The girl pokes around in her cornflakes and seems to be lost in thought again. It wouldn't be bad to reassure her that you are still there for her. For a girl who wants to sleep with you so badly, it must be shocking that she comes fifth, even to Maureen. And another problem comes rushing through the door with Carrie. Apparently she didn't manage to cool off a bit outside. She stands in front of the table with a bright red head, does not look at you and Maureen and only looks at Emma. When she says nothing and instead looks at you, Carrie snorts and storms away angrily. You quickly notice that the behavior of the girls is different and it is easy for you to sort your priorities. Before they can say anything, Rachel claps her hand.

"I think we should go now," she says to Karen. "Let's give our friends some privacy." She gets up.

"Yeah just go..." Karen mumbles, resting her chin on her hands and looking at you and your girls. Rachel literally pulls her out of the room on her hair. Before the door closes behind them, Rachel quickly turns to Maureen.

"It's nice to have you back here," she says, then disappears outside with the whining Karen.

"I should check on her," says Emma, and gets your unspoken permission to take care of Carrie in the form of a slight nod. The younger girls take a close look at her behavior as she gets up, kisses you for a long time, strokes the hair of Millie, and disappears upstairs.

"If you allow us we would get up now too," Susan mumbles and looks at her plate. She overcomes herself and says bravely: "You sure want to be alone for a while."

"We'll clear the table later if that's okay," says Claire.

"That would be great. Thank you for your understanding.” The two girls stand up. "And hey!" They turn a little frightened at you. "Think about what we could do today. I have to go into town again and take care of my sisters, but you were so great today that you deserved a..." You shrug. What can possibly go wrong? "Reward.” The sentence sounds kind of wrong, just after what just happened and Megan giggles dirty, but for Susan and Claire it literally saves the day and the two dances outside. Denise is still sitting at the table and looks at you questioningly and very shyly. When you smile at her encouragingly, her mine brightens up a bit, but you can still see it working between her ears.

"And as for you, Miss Van Buren, you must have some questions." Internally, you are preparing for your next step with the fragile girl. She deserves that you take care of her too. Nobody has worked on her as much as she does and you owe it to her to offer her a solution under which she will flourish. You already have a plan, but you don't know how far you should push it here by the lake. The only thing that is certain is that there is only one way to find out. "We still talk today, I promise you." That you talk to her in front of your girls is an important part for her to recognize that she is part of your life even without sex and close friendship. "You can see the chaos that is spreading here, but I will not forget you. I promise.” Even without looking up, you can still see a shy smile spreading across her face. Then she looks at you at lightning speed for a split second to see what you want her to do next.

"May I...?" It's almost a whisper and her lips barely move.

"Yes you can. I'm still coming to you today and we're talking. Then I have a few answers for you and we'll see how we go on.” Denise gets up without a word, pushes her chair neatly to the table and slowly shuffles past you. Under the incredulous looks of Maureen and Megan, however, she quickly turns around and tenderly puts her arms around you. You stay like this for a few seconds, then you stroke her back.

"Thank you..." she mumbles. Then you separate and she also disappears outside.

Now you only sit at the table with your sisters. Nobody eats anything anymore and each of them is in a different mood. Megan is occupied by the behavior of her close friend Carrie. Millie seems thoughtful and Maureen only stares into the void with slightly flushed cheeks. You are no longer very hungry and would rather look at your sisters. Shaking your head, you realize how unusual it is to have the three girls around you. But like last night it is a good feeling to know that Maureen is staying here now and Millie looks happy at her big sister.

"What are we going to do now?" asks Maureen and looks around. As expected, the sisters look at each other but in the end all eyes are on you in search of answers.

"Well," you start grinning and feel in the right place. “First of all, I'm glad that we said it out loud. More or less.” You look over at Maureen. "We don't put pressure on you, that's the most important thing that you need to be clear about. We didn't create any facts last night. I was just happy to be there for you.” To your surprise, Maureen only nods understandingly.

"I would like to stay here with you. But... I still don't know what that is, what you have there. I'm sorry. That's pretty new for me.” Then she grins. "But not very surprising." Megan giggles and Millie takes turns looking at her sisters and you.

"What we have can be easily and happily described as the perfect life," Megan laughed. "But shit I was nervous."

"Me too," admits Millie. But somehow it was about time.” She looks at you. "Do you think Denise will understand?"

"I will do it." The way she trusts you makes you really sure.

"And Emma takes care of Carrie. Do you think she will need your help?” The question from Megan is justified. You are responsible for the situation, so you have to take care of it.

"I'll go check on her." Then you turn back to Maureen. “Today will be a busy and important day."

"Better today than tomorrow," giggles Megan. "I didn't want to spend my birthday with such discussions or burdening you with it." She also gets up from her seat and stands behind you. Again her arms are around you and her chin rests on your shoulder. "I'm here for you," she says, kissing your cheek. Then she puts her head on yours and just enjoys being close. You caress her hand and look at Maureen and her reactions to it.

"We have to buy you something to wear", you mean gently.

"Oh yes" Megan laughs in your ear. "I expect my guests to look presentable." Maureen flinches at the thought of attending a big celebration right tomorrow but pulls herself together.

"I never thought that I would be invited this year," she says quietly, drawing the eyes of her siblings and yourself. "But I'm honestly glad that you want me with you." She smiles shyly and reservedly at Megan, her previous rival. Then her eyes widen when she is hugged by her.

"We are sisters. Finn is damn right! From now on I support you wherever I can. I can do that as well as getting on your nerves.” It actually makes Maureen laugh.

"What? You think you got me? What do you dream at night?"

"Of Finn, of course." You and Maureen almost **** and Millie chuckle at the sight.

"If you are scared, you look totally the same" she laughs. It is a perfect moment and you all realize at the same time that your future could look like this.

"So," asks Maureen. "Little brother." She giggles. "What's the first thing on your master plan?"

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