Choo Choo

I sit in the spare room as outside my ladies all spoke excitedly about everything that happened and was about to happen. Before I had left the main room there was a palpable relief and, even more, a sort of family pride for coming together to at last stand up to their Alpha male that had for so long take advantage of their unconditional love. That celebratory energy had shifted swiftly toward me. My girls had overcome their challenge and now they wanted nothing more than to enjoy their prize. They had sacrificed their Alpha to stand with their Prince and there wasn’t a single regret in the room. The plan now was, as Julie so succinctly put it, to ‘run a train on our boy’. Heather was quick to correct her, suggesting that they spend this special day together ‘letting Elliot know how loved he is’, but Julie’s crude wording told no lies. The plan really was for them to come take me in turns while the rest hung out and made a family day of it. Schedules had been rearranged and days off of work taken just for this impromptu family party. Right now they were out there laughing together and talking about who was going to come fuck me first.

Sitting on the bed with my hands on my knees I am laughing at this absurd situation. A month ago my anal cherry was in tact but I was in a miserable and loveless relationship with a soul-crushing job while still wallowing in the grief of losing my parents years before. It was a joyless, hopeless, gray place where the past anchored me to the present and the present blinded me to the possibilities of the future. But now…I was living! Truly living. My world was now bursting with vibrancy and color while future stretched out before me over green pastures with the bright sun rising on the horizon. It wasn’t quite the classic American dream of one man and one woman and one tight nuclear family that my parents likely held for me. It was all of that and so much more! I had the woman I loved, I had the picket fence and the little house, and I had the career that would feed my spirit as it allowed me to grow and support my family. But MY dream also included my gaggle of cock-swinging ladies who adored me and, on occasion, used me like the happy little butt-slut that I was. Each one of them allowed me to express and explore a different facet of my sexuality in ways most men could only fantasize about. I wasn’t simply living, I was THRIVING!

I sat in here alone not because they had banished me here while they decided how things went today, far from it, but because I wanted this moment to gather myself and because I wanted what they had in store for me to be a surprise. With a bit of time to collect my thoughts and some privacy so that I could, for a moment, step out of the ‘bigger man’ role my family so needed from me I could not deny feeling triumphant against the bully who had made my school years hell. Overall I remained humble and even sympathetic for my former tormentor, but one small and petty part of me reveled in the sweet, sweet **** Liam had handed to me on a silver platter. All those insults over the years, all those butt-kickings, all the mockery and humiliation he had doled out had faded to insignificance. Right now he was out there alone while his own family stood with me. It took awhile but my kindness had won over his cruelty. Motherfucker he had called me. A truth, but only a partial one. I was fucking his mom, his aunt, his twin sister and two of his cousins. Out there somewhere he was right now stewing on that while also believing his mom was right now pregnant with MY child, which she very well might be. He couldn’t say shit to me after today. Victory. A complete devastating victory on all fronts. I just hoped he could recover from today before too long.

And so did I! I’d been with all of them individually, a couples times with Briana forming a threesome, but never had I taken them one after the other after the other. In that room out there was about five solid FEET of cock, probably more if you included Roger, and there was a high chance I was about to take every last inch of it. Such sexual excess and debauchery filled me with a naughty delight, though my rational side was grateful that we had a doctor in the house. That family of big-dicked beauties were about to uttery DESTROY me. My hungry ass was already twitching at the thought of it.

Looking around the room I think back to the couple of days where this had been my space. With a smile I recall the first time Heather touched me on this bed and I remember how hard she and I had fought against the inevitable. Looking back now it was so obvious that the moment I accepted her invitation our course had been set in the stars. I laugh as I hear Mia begin giggling with a carefree glee that was so at odds with the scared and haunted girl I first met. And unlike back then there came no correction from her mother. As much as this family had changed me I had changed them even more, and for the better. They were closer, happier, and more united than ever. Damned if that didn’t feel good.

Just then there comes a light knock to the door. A lustful shiver runs through me as I sit taller. Looking up I see Briana pop her head into the room. With a sheepish grin on her blushing freckled face she slips in and closes the door behind her.

I chuckle. “You’re first?”

“What can I say.” She shrugs as she comes to stand in front of me, a little extra sway in her hips than usual. “They’re good hosts. Guests come first, literally in this case.”

With a laugh I stand and put my hand on her shoulder. “You’re not just a guest here, Bri. You’re family, okay?”

The slight tension in her shoulders relax as she nods. “That’s what they said too.” She steps closer, slipping an arm around my waist as if it belonged there, and leans her slender body against mine. “You guys know how to make a girl feel welcome. I do miss my clan back in Ireland but if I went back I’d miss you all too. I feel like I have two homes now.”

“You do.” I rest my arm across her shoulders.

With a laugh she lays her head on my shoulder. “This’ll be the THIRD time I’m gettin with ye, and we still haven’t even gotten to hang out properly.”

“Benefits with friendship? We did kind of get that the wrong way around, didn’t we?”

“I’m not complaining.” She turns to me, pressing into me. “And this time I’ve got ye all to myself fer a change.”

I smile. “Lucky me.”

“Lucky me!” With that one of a kind crooked smirk of hers she confesses as she brazenly begins untucking my shirt. “There was quite the debate on who would get first crack at ye. Julie’s impatient, Rebecca hates the thought of getting someone else’s, erm…”

“Leftovers?”

“Something like that.” She says. “Truth is, I think they sent me first because I’m the smallest. I’m the warm up before the real workout begins.”

“No such thing as a warm up, Bri.” I shake my head as I pull her vest from off of her slender shoulders then play my fingers up the back of her exposed neck to tickle the short hairs at the back of her cute pixie cut. A shiver runs through her body and a noticeable surge swells her dick which presses into mine. “You are one of my ladies and I’ll look after you as good as the rest. Don’t think about before or after or anything else.” I stare deeply into her brilliant blue eyes. “There is only right here and right now. And right now, I am all yours.”