Operation Cleansweep and a new soul

Chapter 70

"Well, that's why I suggested they do it," Millie explains, sounding somewhat embarrassed. During the whole time she explained her plan to you, you just stared straight ahead. Even now you are in your own world and try to understand what is going on.

"Okay, let me make that clear..." You take a deep breath and rub your hands over your face. “So it's not just Emma who has feelings for me and is drawn to me. But also Susan... Clair... and Denise...?"

"And don't forget Karen." Megan is also a little uncomfortable and Millie feels the seriousness with which the situation is discussed.

"And I don't forget Karen either," you moan out loud. "Girls... what did you think with that?" you ask rather out of overheated despair. Millie explains to you in a low voice and basically her explanation speaks only for why you fell in love with her. She felt sorry for her friends, feels invincible because of you, was the first time in such a situation and has learned from you that life is much better by your side.

"On the other hand, it's hard for you to say something against that, Biggie", Megan mumbles and lay her Handy on your shoulders. She massages you to relax the tension. You are still naked and sweaty and it is a strange feeling to discuss something like this after sex. But at some point that had to get out.

"But girls, I thought we had already discussed that I only love you. With Emma it was hard enough to convince me that I could do her good. What do you want me to do with the others?"

"Denise is not doing so well and when she is with you she behaves much better," says your princess and is right. "She listens to you and I think she likes you very much."

"She doesn't like me, she just needs my guidance," you groan again. It's a shame but it's best to tell the girls about her now.

Now it's your sisters staring at you in disbelief. Millie swings to understanding and sadness quickly, Megan gets angry.

"I hugged the guy once," she remembers incredulously and shakes her head. "That cocksucker!"

"So I kind of took the first step in your plan without knowing about it." You grunt amused. "That's what I call fraternity." Millie hugs you and presses her small breasts against your body. Without a word, you kiss her on her tousled hair.

"What are you going to do now?" she asks, looking at you.

"What can I do?" you reply. "You can't possibly want me to sleep with her. Not with what I feel for you. And not with what she went through.” Millie actually seems a little disappointed and another atomic bomb explodes in your battered brain when you suspect she won't have a big problem with that. "She is not like you" you try to explain and speak very kindly to Millie so as not to unsettle her. Megan is holding back and watching you. "She doesn't have the connection we have. And I don't think sex is right for her now. "

"But she does everything you say."

"I do not know that yet. So far, these have been little things and maybe she is just trying to get me in bed with them.” You lower your head sadly. "The world has shown her that that's the only thing she's good for." The situation could be so nice. The three of you lie in the warm sheets and don't mind your nudity. But it is a special honor to be able to share these difficult passages of the day and of your life with your sisters.

"Come on Finn. Come on. You are the best hope for Denise without getting out of it with years of therapy and deep emotional scars.” Megan manages to make you doubt yourself less. "She longs for what she thought she had with her brother. Nothing in life is easier for you than to give her that feeling. For us it is the same."

"Yes, but look at where we are now." The two girls look at each other and giggle happily, which makes you smile, but weakens your point. "I didn't mean that. But what do you think happens to Denise when I let her into our group?"

"What do you think will happen to her if you don't do it?" You can't deny Megan the argument.

"Crap…"

"Exactly." It sounds as if she has won. But you can't imagine what.

"But is that what you want?" Millie frowns, but you're not done yet. “Do you want me to go to your friends, sleep with them and say, 'Hey, welcome to the family'?"

"We want... I want... I... wish... Denise could be happy. I like her very much and reproach myself for not seeing how she is doing.” Megan nods at her sister's arguments. "I know there's no better way to be happy than to be taken care of by you." Millie speaks slowly and with concentration. She thinks carefully about every word and you know you won't be able to counter it in the end. “There are many types of love. I met another one today.” She smiles. "I'll have to talk to Emma about it to find out more. But I think Denise has a different kind of love for you than I or Megan or Emma.” Your youngest sister is silent and so Megan starts to support her.

"Do you want to sleep with Denise?" she asks you.

"What is that question?" you want to know in panic.

"One that you can answer without worrying about us." You just look down and Millie looks at Megan questioningly.

"That means 'yes' Little One. He only loves us too much to admit that." Both girls giggle and Megan pushes her soft breasts in your back, but her nipples are still hard.

"We can't just decide this girl's fate like that."

"She already did that. We only talk about it because she has stated her intentions several times. You are not colonizing Africa here against the will of a continent. You bomb Bosnia to save people from ****.” Now you have to laugh out loud.

"It's pretty mean to use history against me." Megan kisses you on the lips and plays around with your lower lip for a few seconds.

"That's what I'm here for. And Millie is the cute little one who wants to get dirty every now and then.” You and your little sister grimace in embarrassment, but Megan just giggles.

"So what do you want from me?" Millie starts to say something, but Megan puts her hand on her shoulder to hold her back.

"Honestly? That you make us happy.” It's wonderful, but you can't do much with it right now. "And you already do. If you take care of other people now, we will support you. If you are concerned that you are neglecting us, remember that it was we who made the girls fall for you. We trust you and if you find a way to make the girls happy we will support you. We know you, Finn. Denise means something to you and we also know how much fun you have to play with Susan and Claire. I think I also speak for Millie when I say that we know you will blame yourself if Denise falls because of you."

"But you want me to go further than I may have to." What world do I live in when I have to explain to my girlfriends why I don't have to have another one? But maybe it's not just about sex and love. Megan is right when she says Denise means something to you. Yes, seeing the girl like this hits you deeply. Yes, it feels good to know that you have the support of your loved ones and can go as far as you see fit. And yes, Denise is a damn cute girl and the way she shows herself when she's not sick with grief makes it difficult not to desire her. Still... "It should be normal for a boyfriend to look after other girls, but to stay true to his girlfriend. You make it sound like it is immoral not to sleep with every girl that offers me her body and love.” You let hear a desperately crazy laugh. "I shouldn't be the one to tell you that I already have three girlfriends."

"But it doesn't bother us. We know about your love. You show us every day. We want you to be fine.” Millie also sounds ****.

"And it is a fact that you have no obstacles in this direction. We will not be the ones to judge you. Because we all want you. What right do we have to deny you what we want for ourselves as well?” Depressed, you hang your head. "Admit it Finn. You can't compete with us there. You are doomed to be able to do what you want. That should make a relationship, don't you think?” The two girls look at you questioningly.

They're right. On all points. You have to admit it to yourself. You are a functioning young person with functioning genitals that, admittedly, have been used a bit often in the past few days. But otherwise, everything is fine with you. What are the cultural and social norms of this society? One man, one woman. Very easy. You don't know any numbers and they are certainly different from country to country, but there are always men who are not loyal to their women. And there are also women who are not loyal to their husbands. There has always been, there is and always will be. The rules state that at the end of the bill, the partners should always be loyal to each other. Even if life presents you with temptations, the desired result is clear. And even if you meet someone who is doing badly, you can still try a lot to make people feel better. But not all. Not Everything is allowed. People should strive to make other people happy, but not at every price. These words even made it into the constitution. Man is free as far as he does not restrict others with his freedom. This also applies to a relationship.

But what if the partner tells you that there are no limits to the way you live in your relationship? What if the partner gives you permission to fall in love with other people? And to be with other people? The church damn that question. And society too. But you can't deny it. When you look at your sisters, you see no anger, fear or uncertainty in their eyes. They know that they are in the best hands with you. You are lucky because they have all decided that it is better to share love with you than to be without it. So far you have proven that you are able to give your girls everything they need. Can you keep doing this? If the social rules don't slow them down, the facts don't either. All of your girls are aware of the fact that there are others like them in your life. You seem to be the only one who cares about it. And no matter what your loved ones say to you, you will never stop worrying about them and working on you to do them justice.

And that's the difference! Suddenly you become aware of it. That is the reason why it works for us. The girls see you and your behavior, know your feelings for them and others. And they know you won't take advantage of them. That's why Megan brought Emma to you. That's why Millie told her friends about your bond. And that's why Denise has such trust in you, even though on paper you're the worst choice to make her happy.

Your sisters are still looking at you questioningly. Your eyes become clear again and you realize that you must have been silent for a few seconds. Millie doesn't know exactly what's going on in your head yet. She listens to your words and lives according to them. What you tell her is the truth for her. Also because she knows you would never take advantage of her. Megan knows exactly what you think and grins at you mischievously. She knows the result and does what she does best as a sister and supports you.

"Okay." Two smiles reinforce your actions. "But I do it on my terms. I've already said it to Denise and Susan and Claire and they have to stick to it too.” You look at your sisters and exhale resignedly. The objection sounds weak, but your sisters support you. Again you sit in silence on the bed, look at your naked bodyes, but feel hardly any desire, just the bond of affection.

"I guess the others heard us today anyway," Megan says, shrugging her shoulders. "It was time too." She grins at you. "Now I can jump you on the kitchen table and nobody will say anything." Millie holds her stomach with laughter and you shake your head amused. Then you get serious again.

"If I really do that and go to Claire, Denise, Susan and maybe Karen, things will change. You know that."

"But not between us," says Millie, and that's the most important thing, you see.

"No. Not between us.” You hug your princess and Megan leans on your shoulder. Finally you get up and put on some sweatpants. The two girls look at you in amazement and you stand in front of the bed to explain to them your plan. "You are right when you say we are a team." You bend down to the others and kiss each of your sisters on the forehead. "But there are other people on our team." You become thoughtful. “Tomorrow will be an important day for our relationship and I want us all to be part of it. Emma is also part of our family.” You look at the two. "And Maureen too." Now Megan understands and her eyes widen. Millie comes to the same conclusion a few seconds later. "Without your help, I would have broken today. And Maureen is in the same state of mind.” You go to the door but turn the handle not yet. This time you don't hesitate and your sisters are happy that you made the decision alone and in harmony with yourself. "Thank you," you say quietly and get two loving looks.

Before you can go down to Maureen, you have to take care of Emma. You are already considering how best to get her out of her room, but the decision is made for you. The door to the room of the friends of Megan opens silently and Emma Jackson quietly steps out of the crack in the door and approaches you. First she hugs you in the darkness of the hallway, then kisses you deeply and then looks at you.

"Finn, what was going on? The whole house heard you guys. Carrie is furious and Karen can hardly control herself anymore.” She sounds concerned, but you can see no anger against you. You speak very quietly.

"It was time. Come here.” You put your lips lightly on hers and Emma quickly melts in your arms. She moans softly as her hands explore your body and she giggles as her hand runs over your crotch. "Not now" you just say and she pulls back from you pouting. "Are you doing me a favor and going to my sisters?" you ask. Emma nods before you speak. You kiss again. "Do you love me, Emma?" That makes your girlfriend startled. She looks at you questioningly in the dark.

"Of course I love you." But that doesn't seem enough to you, she realizes. "Oh, I see." She hugs you and wraps her arms around your body very comfortably. Then she stands on tiptoes again and puts her chin on your shoulder. She whispers softly in your ear. "I love you with all my heart and trust you with my life, Finn." She looks deep into your eyes. "You can do it, I know that."

"Please go to my sisters and stay with them this night." Emma nods and goes wordlessly into the room. At the door she turns around again. "I love you."

"I love you too." Then the door closes and you hear Millie Emma ask something that is muffled through the door.

You had to play it safe and get security from Emma. Still, you smile with satisfaction as you descend the stairs into the living room. The moonlight penetrates the room through the large window and illuminates it and the sofa with a silver sheen on which Maureen has wrapped herself in a blanket. Only her hair flows out of the shell and she has curled up into a ball. You have to smile, it is in the family to act like this when you are sad. You recognize Millie in her behavior and that shows you only too well that Maureen is also part of your family. It gives you additional motivation to take care of this person. She's not that different from Millie and Megan. Only sadder. But now you know your mission.

Without a word, you also sit down on the wide sofa. You land next to the pile of pillows and blankets in which your older sister's body is stuck. She doesn't move but you know she's awake. You are a bit nervous and so you wait for a reaction that does not come. If you are wrong here, everything that you have built up goes down the drain. But it is for Maureen. She won't risk everything now. There is a lot at stake for both of us. The only thing you are sure of is that she feels as dirty as you are today. She had to watch the man she trusted slapped her sister. She couldn't do anything when you beat him up, and she sure has terrible reproaches for bringing this person into your life. You want to make it easier for her, somehow want to show her that she is not at fault.

You lie down next to her, find space in the gap between the back of the sofa and her body. She still doesn't respond and pretends to be asleep. But sleeping people do not involuntarily snuggle up to you as soon as you put your arms over their hips. Satisfied, you find that her body adapts to yours, but she tightens a little when she feels the bulge in your pants in her spine. Still, the urge to be close to you, or at least to have someone in this dark hour, is greater than the fright. So far so good, you think, as her legs mingle with yours. You fold back the blanket and briefly expose the body in front of you. You can see in the twilight that Maureen has put on a long gray shirt and how you are wearing loose-fitting sweatpants.

As a matter of course, you two are getting closer and closer. Relieved, you find that lying next to Maureen is the same electrifying, slightly scary, and so incredibly awesome feeling that you feel when Millie or Megan hugs you. Some things just happen on their own and so it doesn't take long for your sister to take your hands and enclose them with hers. Silence surrounds you and when you make an effort you can hear dull voices from above. Without saying a word, Maureen pushes against you and wants to be close to you. Her butt press against you and her fingers intertwine slowly with yours. She breathes slowly and quietly. But she doesn't sleep.

"I love Millie and Megan" you whisper in her ear. Of all of them, she deserves the most that you clean the table. Denise has only recently learned to love you and is already sure of your help. Even if you don't sleep with her, she still knows that she is part of your life. Maureen doesn't. As for her, this is simply the only place she can go after everything in her life has gone wrong again. There is no plan in her attempts to keep you close to her. She just needs you by her side. You also don't know if she finds your boner attractive or doesn't even notice it. But she deserves the truth and your sisters are right. You have tried all your life to get along with her. You watched her go after she took her life into her own hands. When that didn't work, you were so far apart that it didn't seem possible to get closer again. You were too different and you accepted not being able to save her. But now you know that she is primarily your sister and that you owe her to be there for her. Maureen doesn't answer what doesn't surprise or bother you. "I fell in love with them because they complete my life and give it meaning. And because of so many more things.” You run your fingers over the back of her hand. Maureen needs to hear that now, to know your plan, and to know that she is also part of your life. "First I slept with Millie, then with Megan. We are together. We are a family. Megan then brought Emma to me. Emma knows everything and supports me and the girls.” Your sister still doesn't answer, pretends to be asleep. “I am incredibly afraid of hurting or disappointing the three. But they keep reassuring me that they love me. This is the best life I can ask for. I can be there for the people I love. They let me do that because that's why they love me. And it works.” You chuckle in her ear, can't believe what you're saying. "Maybe I have to help Denise and Susan and Claire too. Maybe they can do it without my help. That is also right for me. I don't want people to need me to be happy. I want to help them to see for themselves that they are great people.” The body on yours stiffens for a short moment but then becomes soft and tender again. You know you won and so you go on. "I love you too, Maureen. You are my sister and like Millie and Megan, you are part of my life. I want to be there for you and I want to make sure that you are fine. No matter what you do, I will always be at your side."

Now Maureen starts to sob. But it's a good sign that she is hugging you and holding your hands tightly. She presses them against her face and draws in the air through her nose.

"I didn't know how to do this for a long time. I was too scared and overlooked how it affects you and your behavior. It won't happen to me again." You free one of your hands and let it slide down her body. Under the covers, your fingers can feel the fabric of her shirt stop. Through the gap, they wander to your sister's skin. She doesn't do anything to resist you, but you're so sure of your cause now that it wouldn't matter. "You are a great, lovely person Maureen and sometimes it's easy to forget something like that. But I will always remind you.” Your fingers find their waistband and penetrate the gap. Her skin is incredibly soft and warm. "I love you for what you are and no matter how sad or angry you are with yourself, I am not." Your fingers continue to slide along her body and find the place you are looking for. You are not surprised as they run over the slightly stubborn skin and find her opening moist and ready. "For a long time, I didn't know how to make you happy. I will never be able to pay off the debt that I have not tried harder.” A soft moan comes from her mouth, but it becomes an even louder sob.

Tears trickle down her face and her stomach keeps popping up when an attack hits her and makes her twitch. But now the pleasure stirs in her body. Your voice also gets rough as you think about all the lost years. All the luck that you kept from her and all the chances that had turned into terrible defeats for her. Together with her you sob, put your head on her shoulder and together you experience how your fingers penetrate her.

"I wasn't there for you," you bring out. "I didn't know what to do." Now she's crying really hard. Together you nestle together, squeeze your bodies together and just be close while reviving what you've lost. There is not much to be said. Maureen only cries, but it's a happy sob. Your fingers move along her waist again and pull her pants down. She also moves her hands and does the same to you.

"I think I've found a way to make you happy," you sob, then you penetrate her.

You have never had sex like this. So far it has always been happy or willing. But now you're experiencing the first 'sad' sex of your life. You have rarely experienced anything more intimate than the mouth of Maureen on your hand and your shaft in her. You take your time, focus more on your feelings. You don't even try to tell yourself not to feel anything for your third, saddest and loneliest sister. Maybe it was just a desire for her and the attraction of the new. But whether you wanted it or not, your relationship to the other has developed without you two realizing it. The girl you're driving into is different from the one you saw so many years ago. Maureen is also different from the girl you saw disappearing into town a few days ago.

Your big sister twitches more and more on your body and under her whimper the well-known sound of spasmodically expelled air mixes slowly, which frees itself from her throat in a rough groan. You don't let go of her body for a second and she comes towards you with her hips. There is something very special about your rhythm. Sometimes you pause your lovemaking when one of you has to cry particularly hard. Then you are just there for each other, comforting each other without words and just being close. When the one has calmed down, the other comes towards him, drives his pelvis into the other's lap and encourages him to continue.

This goes on for several hours and it is not your goal to come in Maureen or to bring her to orgasm. And it also seems that she sees it the same way. Tonight only the closeness and forgiveness of previous mistakes, words and actions count. Together you cleanse yourself of the bad feelings and the tears wash away all bad.

"I love you Maureen" you whisper softly and kiss her neck with light touches. Your sister pulls the air into her lungs, twitching and chopped off, and when her body tightens this time it is a nice experience for both of you. So beautiful that you also come. It's not one of the earth-shattering orgasms that Megan brings you. Compared to her, it is tiny and insignificant for your pleasure. But for the souls of you and Maureen, it means the world. "I do not let you go anymore. We are Family. I love you."

"I love you too" is the only thing your sister says to you that evening.

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