On a 7-9, choose "She eats your ass" and one more for each, plus L7.

When you get eaten out, on a 7-9, choose "She eats your ass" for Louise, Clara, and Colleen, and one more:

• You cum (mark XP)
• Take +1 forward

Also:

• Ass-licking: When you get your asshole licked out, hold 1. You can spend your hold to; get fucked as though they begged for it / or take +1 hard to get fucked.

With L7, on a 7-9, choose "You eat her ass" for Louise, Clara, and Colleen, and one more:

• She cums. (mark XP)
• Take +1 forward.

You turn off the dark country road at the little cluster of reflectors that marks your driveway and ease your car up the little hill and up to your house. The motion sensor floodlight comes on, lighting up the end of the driveway and the front of your double-wide manufactured house. You feel a little shiver inside, knowing these cute young things want in your panties again, or rather, up your skirt, since you left today's panties with your husband Brian back in the hospital.

"Now girls," you tell them. "There are two thing I'll ask you to humor me on, hear? First, whenever I make love at home, I always pray first. Because God is love and loves love, that's one thing I know in my heart, and it does my heart good to praise God's love."

There are some giggles, but no objections.

You add, "Second, honeybuns...I...now that I know I love hiney holes, I want to kiss y'all back there too."

"God, I'm so ready, Mary," Colleen says.

You get out of your car, wait for the girls to pile out and close up, and lock it up. Not that you think anyone would likely come out here, but you've picked up city girl habits. Clara's carrying the bag from the liquor store with the rum and mixers.

"Did j'all want a glass of water before?" you ask them.

"Yes, please!" "Uh-huh!" "Yes, thank you!" they chime in.

You fill glasses of water from the chiller in the fridge. The four of you hold them up, looking at each other.

Louise raises her glass high. "To pussy!" she toasts.

Colleen raises her glass and follows with, "To ass!"

Clara smiles at you. "To Mary's pussy and ass!" she says.

You smile at them, saying, "To three sweet girlfriends who love pussy." They look at you, holding their glasses expectantly. "AND ass!"

The girls cheer. The four of you drain your glasses.

"Are these your girls?" Colleen says. "They're pretty!"

Shasta and Sarah are there smiling from their pictures on the fridge, dressed up in their university sweatshirts.

"Yes, sweetie, those are my girls," you say. "They'll be back in town soon, on break."

There's a whisper and a giggle.

"What was that, Louise?" you ask.

"That one's hot," the blonde says. She catches a look in your eye. "Oooh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it!" she protests.

You laugh. "God loves love, sweetie. Just be kind and gentle, because some people are afraid of love. Others are afraid of not having it. Don't worry, Louise. I don't mind, and I'm pretty sure Shasta wouldn't."

Louise sighs, reassured. "Party?"

"Would you girls join hands?" you say. "You don't have to say anything, it's all right, but I do."

You take Louise's hand in your left, and Colleen's in your right, and Clara grasps their hands from across.

"Lord bless us, your children, in the act of love," you pray. "Bless your daughters Louise and Clara and Colleen, that these acts of joy and pleasure may blossom into love for You and for all Your children. Amen."

"Amen!" the girls chorus. They liked that prayer, seems like.

"I'll mix up the drinks," Louise says.

"Not too strong," Colleen says.

The others line up their glasses on your kitchen table. You lift yours and hold onto it.

Louise looks at you. You hold up your hand. "I'll pass, thank you, hon," you say. Louise gives you sad puppy eyes. "Oh, all right, hon, but just the juice, **** hasn't never done me any good ever." You watch carefully to make sure she doesn't slip anything in.

There's some pouring and some stirring, then some giggling as Colleen folds out an umbrella for each glass.

The toasts go round again.

"Pussy!" Louise toasts. Pretty blonde.

"Ass!" Colleen toasts. Cute-button redhead.

"Mary God Bless You Forbes!" Clara toasts. Lively, shapely brunette.

"Sweet girl pussy. And ass!" you toast.

"Hooray!" "Yay!" "Go Mary!" they reply.

Four drinks tip toward four pairs of lips. To your relief, your glass is just pineapple and coconut mixer.

More smiling. More laughing. More drinking.

"Did you girls...did anyone want to freshen up before we start?" you ask. "I mean, you've been dancing and all." There had been a couple of trips to the ladies' room while the girls were at the diner.

"I'm good, if you'll take me as I am," Colleen says.

"I'm good," Louise echoes.

"Now," Clara says. "Get naked, Mary."

You smile. "All right, then, girls. This way."

You lead the way to your marriage bed and draw back the coverlet. You and Brian have put many miles on this bed together, and you and Mandy have had your own good times here. Someday soon that flirt Taylor will join you after a late shift, you promise yourself. But tonight, it's Clara, Colleen, and Louise.

In a trice, three young women's clothes are scattered on the carpet. You put aside your blouse and skirt and brassiere in a neat stack.

"Oh girls," you say. "You're so beautiful, honeybuns."

"I want you," Colleen says, the redhead putting herself forward. Her lips taste of pineapple, coconut, and rum, and they're soft, so soft, and her tongue is active, curious, exploring your lips. "I want your ass, Mary, I want to kiss you there again," she says.

You feel a shiver. What a thing it is to be desired. "Yes, hon," you say. "And I want yours."

Clara and Louise sigh as they watch you arrange yourselves, Colleen on top, her pale thighs parting over your head, spreading your own legs and pulling them back, pulling you open, so open. Sighs again from the other girls, a giggle from Louise.

You and Colleen kiss each other's pussies, your chin tickled by Colleen's full red bush. Your thighs quiver with the sensations. She works her way down your valley till she finds your back door. Ticklish! Still strange. But good! Very good. You follow Colleen's lead, licking and kissing a trail back to her tight little crinkle. It's a little funky again, like it was this afternoon, but the taste quickly goes away, and you take your lead from Colleen's tickling tongue and from the little earthquakes you're setting off in her hips. So strange, that this would be forbidden, condemned with disgust, when this sweet girl, this sweet girl is loving it so much, loving up on you too.

"Oh look at them, look at them," Louise says. "Oh God, look at Colleen, yeah."

"No, look at Mary," Clara says. "Look at her asshole. So pretty!"

"Oh yeah," Louise breathes.

It's about this point where you lose track of anything but yourself and Colleen's sweet, tight, springy crinkle under your tongue. Colleen starts making little squeaks through her nose, and her rhythm is getting shaky.

"Eeennnhhhh, eennh eeeennnh!" Colleen cries out. Her tongue stiffens and penetrates your hiney-hole. You hold on tight as the redhead's body ripples in her peak of joy.

"Yes, yes!" Clara says. "Lick her, Mary!"

"Eemnh! Eemnh! Eeeh eemmh!" Colleen cries out, her tongue inside your body. You work hard to keep your tongue dancing on her rear door as it clenches and relaxes, winking with her spasms of pleasure.

Colleen's body relaxes, letting you lower your legs and rest them on the bed. Clara and Louise help her roll off you and turn round so Colleen can lie down next to you. She didn't squirt this time. Maybe that's only sometimes, or if you eat her pussy.

"Oh, Mary, thank you," Colleen says. "Thank you, thank you, thank you."

"God bless, Colleen, and thanks to you too," you say.

• +1 XP as Colleen comes (1 XP total). L7: Take +1 Forward. Ass-licking: Hold 1.

Before you can move, Clara rises over you and bows her head over yours. Her lips are sweet with pineapple and coconut and her breath is heavy with rum. Whatever trace of Colleen's funkiness is on your lips is just never-no-mind to Clara, who started this whole thing with you. After some hard, sloppy kisses, Clara slithers back and around, and soon her tightly trimmed bush is descending over your face. This time, you keep your eyes open and fixed on Clara's crinkled star of a poop hole. Her buttocks are broader than Colleen's, and firmer. The only scent you catch is Clara's rich pussy and a touch of clean sweat. This time you start right at the bottom, your tongue back there. A tiny taste of bitterness, soon gone.

Clara growls. "Ahhhh, yesss," she says. "Oh yeah Mary, yeahhhhhh, rrrrrr. Lick my nasty butt, you total nympho, yeahhhh."

The only nasty thing, really, is Clara's language. You remind yourself it's really the spirit moving her, and do your best to witness your devotion to her pleasure. And soon she's joining in.

Your own low groan joins Clara's sighs and growls.

"Go Clara, go Clara, go Clara," Colleen chants. "Yeah baby, yeah baby, do Mary, do Mary."

Clara works a hand back over her pussy to touch herself while you lick her, while she licks you. What a good idea. You free a hand to do the same. Soon her fingers are wetly stroking back and forth as she licks you, sighing and moaning, and you do the same.

Louise and Colleen cheer as you and Clara work each other over the top of that hill of joy, with both of you beating time with your fingers on your own love beans. Clara lurches with her climax, and you roll over. Now you're on top, now she. Louise squeaks and stops you from rolling off the bed. Finally you break apart and lie flat beside each other, head to tail.

"So good," Clara says. "So good."

Not bad at all.

• +1 XP as Clara comes. L7: +1 XP as you come (3 XP total). Ass-licking: Hold 1 (2 total).

You beg a moment in the bathroom to freshen up before you face Louise, who seems to be least experienced. Maybe less than you, now, you think, blinking at your reflection. You swipe a wet wipe here, a washcloth there, and swish some mouthwash round and about.

With Louise, you're slow and gentle, following her moves. Clara and Colleen hover in the wings, watching you with their blonde friend as you and Louise caress each other, warming each other skin to skin, tickling each other's ears, necks, breasts, nipples. You sigh as the caresses raise warmth and desire from within. You ease Louise into a sixty-nine position with her on top, and start slowly, kissing her soft pink pussy lips, her tightly trimmed little bit of bush tickling your chin. Tart, again, but quickly slippery, then wet. Her breath comes deep and fast as she feels your tongue between her lips. She moans, but lowers her own head between your legs.

"Mary, oh Mary," Louise sighs. "You taste so good."

After some loving up on each other's lady-lips and some jolts from Louise but no big earthquake, Clara leans down by Louise's head. "You want me to spread her butt for you, Louise?" she says.

"Oh God," Louise says.

"Your turn, baby," Clara says. "Me and Colleen have licked her so clean."

"Okay, here goes," Louise says.

Clara's warm hands spread your buttocks, making Louise's destination obvious.

Louise stretches out and down and...there.

"Oh Louise, hon," you say. "Right there, sweetheart. Now come down a little back here." You guide her body lower above your head so you can do the same.

You blink as your tongue touches Louise there. Sharper, more bitter than Colleen or Clara. Love is work, you remind yourself. With a little work, a little licking, it's just skin now, ticklish and responsive, winking under your tongue.

"Eee! Eee! Eee!" Louise squeaks. Her thighs clamp tight around your head and her pelvis grinds up and down, working her wet, swollen pussy lips over your chin.

After she dismounts, Clara coaxes her into finishing her job. With you lying face down, knees parted, Louise approaches you from behind and gives you a lovely, tickling tongue bath back there under your tailbone while Clara grips your buttocks, parting them for Louise, and Colleen plays on your love bean with her fingertips.

"Oh, my lovely, lovely girls!" you call out. "Love me, lick me...faster, Colleen, faster!"

Colleen redoubles her pace, and the quick little strokes on your swollen pearl multiply with Louise's tickling tongue and oh, that's it, that's it.

"You got her, you got her," Clara says. "Spank that monkey, Colleen, do it, do it!"

You bury your face in the pillow and cry out as the waves of pleasure wrack your body.

• +1 XP as Louise comes. L7: +1 XP as you come (5 XP total). Ass-licking: Hold 1 (Hold 3 total), and +1 Forward (total).

After your climax ebbs, you're too wrung-out to brush your teeth or play hostess. You collapse on your big marriage bed. Someone pulls up the coverlet. Someone turns off the light. The girls snuggle in beside you. You fall asleep, your bare skin warm against a soft, naked girl on each side.

You have 3 Hold from Ass-licking and +1 Forward.

Spend 5 XP, choose a new Character Move and describe how you and the girls wake.