Everybody looking for something

Chapter 63

You are a sensible person who even finds it a little embarrassing when all of the attention is on yourself. Sure, sometimes it feels good, but you'd rather be the silent workhorse in the background. No comparison with the current situation. You just can't believe what's so special about you. Or is it just the circumstances? Or maybe I'm caught in an AXE-advertisement without knowing it? No matter how you turn it, you are where you are. Surrounded by girls who look at your red without even batting an eye. And you? What do you wanna do? Do you want to do anything at all? The question fades into the background when you notice that you are also doing nothing to cover your nakedness. Has it gotten this far with me? But admittedly it's just awesome to see how the girls react to you and your - not even stiff - cock. Megan is the first one you look at and you are happy - and maybe a little worried that she put on the same smile that she wore the first time you wore it. Maybe a little dirtier. Of course Karen is overjoyed and makes no secret of the fact that she licks her lips lightly and surely is already thinking up the most perverse stories about you and her. Even Carrie looks into your crotch, then shrugs her eyes somewhere else, only to then snap back so as not to miss anything. And Rachel actually put her hands over her mouth to suppress a nervous giggle, which doesn't work.

In a small part of your head, you're glad the McKinleys and Denise aren't here so you don't jeopardize progress with them. But with the other girls it's a different situation. Another dynamic. And not only do you notice that, but also your 'friend with his own mind' who is getting bigger, more powerful and hungry down there. Your drill sergeant stands in front of you, in full combat gear and ready for the **** on the enemy flag. No matter what it costs, no matter what sacrifice it demands, we will conquer the pussies! For humanity! In the past you would have knocked him down and controlled yourself. But now…

Emma is still between your legs and in her own world. She has not yet noticed all the turmoil and seems to be considering whether she should ride you cowgirl position or rather let herself be climbed by you. You wouldn't have anything against both positions... and a few more. But Carrie is the first to regain her senses. She clears her throat loudly, hollowing everyone out of her enchantment except Karen.

"Uh..." she begins and is no longer the hard-nosed politician you met. "Are you going to put 'little Finn' back on, or are you going to leave him like that Emma?" Emma is slow to respond and it is as difficult for her as it is for you to tear yourself away from your partner. Maybe she'll think again about spending the night with her friends. With a nervous giggle, your girlfriend reaches beside you, grabs the ready-made clothes and hands you your underpants without being able to look you in the eye.

"S-Sorry..." she murmurs softly and shields her face with her free hand. Grinning, you take the boxer shorts out of her hands and allow her to cover her face with both hands now.

"It seems somebody couldn't stand it anymore," Rachel teases good-naturedly. Her eyes leveled on your chest in the failed attempt to pretend that she wasn't interested in your lance. You realize that you haven't just crossed a line here when it comes to nudity among friends. The group said yes that now that Millie has joined them, you are one of them too. With everything that goes with it. But it is something else to see and experience that. Karen hasn't said anything yet and soaks up every inch of your body in her mind without even thinking of blushing. The eyes of Rachel keep dropping and damn it, Even Carrie has a very slight flush on her face. You are filled with an uncanny energy. An urge, a lust. If you were the thoughtful and careful tactician before, you develop into something else in the face of these girls and their charms. Strategies and tactics are all well and good, but when women show themselves so openly, in bikini and without shame, when they are so obviously interested in your body, and when there is also the experience that you have a character that they find desirable... Then something else comes up in you. Something animalistic. Something dark that wants to conquer, jump on them and own them.

Emma sees it in your eyes. Now it's you who gazes at the girls wordlessly and your looks speak volumes. Emma is crouching over you, leaning over your body to push your boxer shorts into your hands. Now she looks you in the eye and squeaks surprised and nervous when your eyes meet. Her eyes widen and she opens her mouth slightly.

"Yes..." she whispers without much breath and keeps looking at you.

"Um..." Again a throat is cleared. This time louder. Apparently, Carrie has to get herself to tear herself away from you. "Should..." But she can't finish her sentence. She is speechless when she realizes that you two are not even looking at her.

"Should we leave you two alone?" Now ask Rachel and it should be understood as a friendly gesture, but also as a Rescue from you. Rescue? Your first clear thought brings you back from your campaign to conquer every pussy in the world. Does she need to be rescued from me? But the answer is clear when you look around and see the reactions to your game with Emma. Karen watches the most exciting film of her life, Rachel doesn't know where to look and Carrie has her arms wrapped around her chest and looks aside.

You shake your head very slowly and look back at Emma. Deep in her eyes you can see the same pure desire that controlled you and it makes you damn proud of her. But the thought that an orgy on the front lawn, the house with Millie , Denise, Susan, and Claire in sight, might not be the best idea. Unfortunately, your cock doesn't see it that way. He still wants to penetrate each of the girls in front of you and conquer it for you. Thanks buddy. Maybe another time?

Shut the fuck up! I'm doing it now! You don't have the balls for it! I slam this Carrie away, spoil Rachel for all men and take Karen for dessert! You inhale calmly and deeply to calm the world-destroyer in your pants. But you don't want to leave the stage very tame either. You stretch out your hands, pull the face of Emma and her whole body onto your lap and part her lips with your tongue. One last time you let her melt on your body, offer Karen a memorable sight that Rachel can't resist too. Meanwhile, Megan only grins triumphantly, knowing what's going to happen tonight. Only Carrie looks out over the lake with iron discipline. What have the water gods seen here? Millie and me. Denise and me. Now Emma and me. Your eyes snap to Carrie. Time to tear down the next walls. Okay, you are a monster now...

You part with Emma, who greedily wants to catch you with her lips and pursues you. Then you pack your boxer shorts and slowly get up. At first it seems as if Emma wants to reach for your rod and you suspect that nobody here has a problem with it. But she holds back, puts her hands on her lap and looks up at you. Her looks aren't the only ones to follow you as you pull your pants over your legs.

"Last chance Carrie" you grin with a manic smile on your face that is like the one of Megan. Finn, conqueror of the worlds. Lord of mind and body of women. Dick of his, that defeats them all. You have rarely felt so powerful. The friends of Millie are all younger, perhaps less experienced and also more ****. You would never dare to deal with them like that. But here, at the same age, with Megan and Emma by your side... Slowly you pull your pants up without taking your eyes off Carrie. And then her eyes flick to you. Gotcha!

But she sees it differently. You can only interpret the look she gives you as deeply hurt. And angry. And disappointed. Before you can analyze her further, she jumped up, pulled her panties right and storms to the house. Emma is torn out of her trance, shakes her head and looks after her friend.

"Carrie, wait!" She calls and also jumps to her feet. She turns to you, you almost expect to get a reproachful look. After all, Emma has every right to do so and you are just now getting down from your conquest hype. But either you are still too foggy or you only see the same amazement on her face about the sudden behavior as it shows in yours. Definitely not angry with you. You can't be so lucky with a woman... and I have three... You nod to her and Emma runs after her friend. You watch anxiously as Carrie storms in through the door, almost colliding with Millie. Your little sister looks after her in confusion, then Emma scurries past her too. Your sister waves to you and you're glad that she didn't step outside a few seconds earlier. Embarrassed, you lift a hand from your not-yet-tied pants and wave back.

"Megan, can you come here please?" Millie calls and when Megan rises she looks at you conspiratorially.

"Take care Biggie," she whispers, then she turns around, leaving you - certainly quite deliberately - with the horny Karen and the unpredictable Rachel. Oh shitfuck...

"Sooooo..." Rachel begins with a chirping voice. "Oh wait," she says and nudges Karen from the side. It takes two tries to get her out of the world that you would like to share with her. When she's finally back in reality, she doesn't seem to be embarrassed in the slightest. "Well that was something," Rachel continues and looks over at the house.

"Do you think she's very angry?" you ask. But before Rachel can answer, Karen snorts and surprises you two with the fact that she seems to have noticed exactly what's going on, because she says, "The way she stared at your thing?"

"Wait, did you notice that?" Rachel also wonders. Karen just shrugs and says happily: "I can enjoy what I see without sinking into my world." She looks at you with sparkling eyes that promise the world if you only spread her legs. "I am not like Finn and Emma, madly in love and blind to others." Her smile grows wider and treacherous. "I know what I want, I also know that I will get it. Right Finn?” You can only scratch your chin and grin embarrassed. That will happen damn it. Then Karen also looks at the house, then back at you and now her smile cheers you up. Damn, she's good at handling her feelings. "Don't worry Finn. If Carrie is angry with someone, it is with herself the way she looked at you.” That amazes you. Could it be that Carrie Wilson isn't as cold and scalded as I always thought?

"But she does have a boyfriend?" Karen shrugs again.

"Yes so?"

"Wow, Karen." Rachel seems really surprised and you are too at this statement. But it is not up to you to address this, as you were planning to jump on all these girls a few seconds ago. But there is something about Karen. And you will also have to deal with Carrie as soon as Emma has figured out what is going on for you. You look at the house lost in thought. It might not have been a good idea to fulfill your desires. You respect Carrie and don't want her to feel uncomfortable around you. But why does she react that way? Because of Emma? It was she who encouraged her to go to me. Or because of Karen and Rachel? You had already arranged that in the party room.

"Come on Finn, don't worry." Karen also gets up and stands next to you. "You have two pretty things here that you can have fun with."

"Are you talking about me or your tits now?" Rachel laughs and lets you turn around. She bent her legs slightly and wrapped her arms around her knees. The straps of her bikini encircle her hips and back and her hair falls over her shoulders. She looks really adorable in her playful bathing suit and... No! Pull yourself together. Not now. That would only complicate things that are currently going so well. You shake your head.

"Sorry ladies. But I also have to say goodbye. I have the feeling that I have just set up a bomb.” You grin embarrassed to take the head out of the situation. Rachel understands and giggles, Karen looks disappointed, but then shrugs again and shows you again how much she can balance on the cutting edge of feelings. Then she performs a maneuver on it, bends down and picks up your shirt.

"Oh, the famous Puke-Shirt." She hands it to you and you reach out for it. But before you can grab it she pulls it out of your reach again. "Do you know what?" she asked playfully and answers the question straight away. "You put cream on me so well, then I'll dress you now." Happily she dances towards you and your shirt in her hands somehow looks like a promise of more.

"I am no longer a child Karen. I can do it alone" you try to defend yourself. In vain.

"Oh come on. It’s not like there’s something I haven’t seen before.”

"Well, you've seen a lot of a lot of guys" Rachel giggles from her position in the sand, but sounds friendly.

"Something you can only dream of" the beauty queen teases back, also playfully.

"Are you still a virgin?" you ask when Karen pulls your arms up and stretches your shirt. You have no idea that this question could go too far. Not now, not here, not with these girls, not in this situation.

"Hey!" Karen knocks you on the side and you winced slightly because you didn't see the blow coming. What do these girls have to use **** against me all the time? Well, you also get something for it. What are some bruises? "This is where the music plays," she says, forcing your attention back to her.

"Slut" Rachel grins as the shirt slides over your body with nimble fingers.

"Hey, I'm putting clothes on someone here, not off," Karen giggles back. You don't see her, just her shadow through the fabric, but you can hear her voice turning towards you again. "I would also prefer the other way round." You don't miss the care with which Karen puts your shirt in your pants. But when she wants to put a hand in it - just for better handling - you have to stop her with a painful grin.

"Sorry ladies, but I have to check on my sisters now." It's almost a kind of escape that you make here to save yourself from the worst escapades. Quickly you cross the lawn to the house, the disappointed shouts of Karen and the cheerful laughter of Rachel in your ears.

The path of shame, no, the path of thoughts. This is how you should call the piece of lawn on which you keep rethinking your actions. It's a coincidence, but that's the place on the big lot where you keep landing after getting yourself into an impossible situation. Or where your dick-controlled brain puts you. You shake your head a little angrily at yourself. You don't have time for that now. What is wrong with you? Your anger grows with every step. The temptations of the girls are also too strong. Karen. You and your stupid oath to jump on her. Rachel. You and her damn cute demeanor. No, don't blame them for your crappy behavior. Maybe you should cancel the vacation. It all started when you wanted to be there for your sisters. That also worked. But somehow you now have a girlfriend and yet you turn on all the girls you meet. But they want it too! Yes, but you shouldn't care. Maybe everything is not so bad after all? Don't kid yourself. That can only end in disaster. The last time you wanted to break up with a girl, you got a friend that you obeyed. What can go wrong with a bomb like Karen and a fiery dancer like Rachel? Fuck!

Again the route isn't long enough to solve your problems. You have loaded too much on you. You can see that when you step into the house, pull the door behind you and realize that an angry Carrie, a hurt Denise and two sisters in love are waiting for you inside. But the two of them don't seem to be so in love when they face you.

"What's going on?" you inquire and expect the worst. Millie looks like she just fell off a tree and pulls a nervous pout. "Hey, come over here to me." You stretch out your arms and she slumps into your embrace. You can't think of doing anything else than that with her let alone be mad at Millie for anything she does and Megan stands next to you and strokes your arm. She also has a worried face. It is a good sign for you, after everything you have already done, still can be so close without fear that the other person will not understand you. Or worse, someone might see closeness as an invitation to sex. Megan underlines the whole thing when she responds to Millie, not you. You two look at each other and see not loving, but two big siblings who take care of the little one. Okay, that makes you love Megan and Millie very much, but there's nothing sexual between you here, even if you're so close.

"Come on sweetheart. Tell him.” Megan nudges her little sister gently and Millie rubs her face on your favorite shirt.

"I did something bad," she mumbles. You look at the older sister.

"Did she break something?"

"No." Millie rubs her nose against your chest and squeezes you harder.

"It has something to do with the fact that she called me into the house earlier," Megan explains to your questioning looks, but trusts Millie so far that she doesn't go into further detail.

"Hey Little One. Don't worry.” You surround her face and kiss her forehead loudly with a slurping noise. A shy giggle is your reward and the mood is a little better again. Good to know that you can still do something right when it comes to your sisters. "No secrets between us Little One. I trust you. We all do.” She smiles at you and when her white teeth bite the tip of her tongue lightly, you want to kiss her so much that you fear you would explode if you didn't. A closer hug and an overly fraternal kiss on the forehead must be enough. Add to a brush through her hair by hand and the mood is good again. All the while, Megan doesn't stop caressing your upper arm and looks at you two with satisfaction. "So. What's going on?” Without a word, Millie reaches into the pocket of her sweatpants and pulls out a cell phone, no, your cell phone. You look surprised, you thought, this is something between you and your two sisters.

"It was on the table in your room and when I was up there for a moment..." She looks a little nervous. "I saw the last message... from Maureen..." You moan loudly and look at the ceiling as Megan takes Millie by the hand. Your princess looks at you nervously and seems to think your outburst is her fault. You quickly hug her and curse the dilemma of not being able to lock your phone. No secrets between you and your sisters after all.

"Ain't your fault, my sweet little Little One. I just wanted to protect you from that."

"I'm sorry I looked. I wasn't thinking anything bad about it, honestly.” Her words are spoken in your chest and come to you dull.

"Of course not. That's why I lo... I like you so much."

"I know" Millie mumbles into your chest. "I... like you too."

"I'm not mad. Just worried. Have you had a chance to speak to Emma yet?” You ask Megan, who shakes her head.

"I wanted to do it right away." Millie lifts her head and looks down at you from below. “I also wanted to be there if I am allowed to. She is also my sister but...“ She thinks for a moment. "If you think I'm not ready for it..."

"But of course you are ready for it" you comfort her. "You are strong enough for me, Megan and Maureen. That's not it. I'm just worried that the world in which it moves could harm you.”

"Millie is right Finn," Megan says quietly. "We are sisters too and we have you to take care of us. Let her do it. Maureen needs that too.” You think carefully about it for and off again. Eventually, of course, your love for Millie wins.

"Okay princess. I trust you."

"And I'm there to take care of her."

"I know. And I like... Shit..." You look around and lower your voice. "And I love you with all my heart."

"We too," says Megan and again the two loop around you. It's summer, you're a person who prefers to take a cold shower and barely dress in cool weather. But the warmth that comes from the two bodies pressing against you is the only thing you need to live at this moment. Then you notice something.

"Wait a minute." You part with the two, but not without letting go of their hands. "You said Maureen would need that too? How do you come up with that?"

The answer comes by Millie, putting your cellphone in your hand. You see on the display.

Hey Finn. Can we talk? Please?

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