A sexy nuclear showdown

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Chapter 84

Sofia Wilkins and Sage DeSanto +15 (PS -11)

What started as a fun evening with friends has turned into a battle of wits. A battle of wits, so to speak, in which Sage and Sofia seem to have realized that more than simple confusion is troubling them. At least, that explains the indescribable expressions I see on the faces of these two sweet and sassy chicks as they look first at each other, then at Ryan, and then at me. Maybe no human in the history of evolution has ever seen these expressions, I think to myself. Two souls merging. And suddenly, this normal evening with friends doesn't seem quite so normal anymore, but rather guided by a divine hand. Heh, I think. Would Sofia scold me for that? Or because, despite her outburst, I feel sympathy for Sage? But it's not Sofia through whom God speaks, but Ryan.

"Ladies, ladies," he says, as if he were the sidekick in a sleazy rom-com. He smiles almost like the devil as I feel the bodies of these sweet little things against mine. And he has every right to. Fuck, I'm horny, but it's like with ****. In this state, confused and uncertain, it almost feels like **** to use the two girls to satisfy my desires. "We do respect the sacred rules of the skittle dare, right?"

"Right," I say, trying to sit up a little straighter, which only makes me feel how hard Sage's nipples are as they brush against my arm under her shirt. "An all-American tradition." I clear my throat as Ryan looks at me with pride. It doesn't seem like he's angry with me in any way. We had the perfect setup for a steamy fuck session with rotating girls. I would have chosen Sage first, trusted Ryan to take care of Sofia while I pumped my energy, and cum, into Sage. Then we would have switched places, and after a nice session of cuddling and sex, Sofia would have fallen asleep in my arms while Ryan drained Sage of her last bit of energy in the next room.

"Finn." But that's not going to happen tonight. Ryan brings me back to my senses and reminds me of what a good friend he is. Because his life, too, will change forever after tonight. It almost seems as if he senses something like this, considering I already have several girlfriends and two smoking hot minxes on my side. But our friendship is special, and I will treat him with the same respect I have for Sage and Sofia. You'll have to make a lot of decisions tonight, Lynchwood. And by God, you'll make the right ones. The MCD is vibrating so much tonight that I can hardly wait to see what it has in store for me. At the same time, though, I know the responsibility I'll have to bear when dealing with Ryan. And Sage with her perfectly dick-sucking lips. And Sofia with her cute nose and… "Finn!"

"Hm?" The two girls are staring at the massive tent in my pants, big and prominent, much bigger than I remember from before. I still have to get used to the fact that I can now hide an erection as easily as Russia hid its nuclear missiles in Cuba in '62. Hopefully, this evening won't escalate into a sexy nuclear showdown. "Oh yeah." I clear my throat again while Sage manages to tear her gaze away from my cock, sitting awkwardly beside me, while Sofia can't. "Although it could also be the other way around, with Sage in Sofia's mind and vice versa. "Whose turn is it?"

"Yours," Ryan laughs, and I remember. And it fits perfectly. I take a breath once, twice, three times, not noticeably, but I still need oxygen in my system to avoid reacting instinctively. The next step would be escalation. It doesn't take much to push these two girls further, but they're not volleyball bitches. They deserve better. And God, I'm going to fuck one of my girls senseless tonight. I'm so horny. Now I look at Ryan. But now it's not about escalation, it's about finding a goal for the two confused girls. It's clear they not only need my help, but seeing the two young, warm bodies against my sides, they want it. Just like Ryan is looking at me expectantly.

“Okay,” I say, pointing at him.

“Really?” he asks mockingly, countering my finger-pointing with a sweeping gesture toward the two hotties. “But okay. Shoot.”

“Tell us a secret,” I say, not quite sure what to expect. But considering the fact that Ryan was nothing more than the perfect wingman today…

“Easy,” he says so quickly, I can’t even finish the thought. “Everything that happened today, everything we did, and every steamy confession that’s yet to come…” He winks at me, of all the people. “Was planned by me.”

“Figures,” I moan and grin at the same time. But while the revelation bringing me closer to Sage and Sofia doesn’t surprise me, I feel Sage pulling away from me.

“What do you mean?” she asks, and something in her voice suggests that she is herself. That would be true, because Sofia, apparently also herself, practically tears herself away from me and stands in front of us, moving away from me.

"Does that mean…?"

"We trusted you," Sage says in a hurt voice as Sofia's face hardens. The switch is back. There's chaos in her mind and soul, I realize, and I sit up straighter. The atmosphere in the room becomes icy and fiery at the same time, emanating from the two girls who are now directing their feelings at poor Ryan. "You used us. That… You don't do that."

"That was fucking shit of you," Sofia snarls. "That's exactly why I don't trust anyone and…"

"Oh come on," Ryan snickers unbothered like a warrior in shining armor against a goblin horde. "I mean…" Again, he points at the two girls. "Look at you." His voice becomes slightly accusatory, but only very slightly. Like a big brother who has to explain to his little sisters what they feel. And that's exactly what he does. In his uncomplicated, open, and honest way, which doesn't even stop at himself. "You both can't wait to fall into Finn's arms. That's exactly why I planned this evening."

"But..." Sage begins, her cheeks puffed out in a way I usually only see Sofia do when she speaks an uncomfortable truth.

"Sage. You're so caught up in your anger that you don't even realize how much you already trust Finn. I mean, just keep doing what you're doing and insulting everyone. It doesn't bother me or my buddy. You're only hurting Sofia, someone who actually likes you a lot and who wants to be in your life."

"That's not true at all," Sofia protests. "I..."

"And Sofia," Ryan interrupts, slowly getting into his stride. “You’re so afraid that someone might see you the way people see Sage that you refuse to admit how much you envy Sage for being able to be so free with Finn.”

“Hey buddy,” I say, seeing Sofia slump under his words. “This isn’t just about me, okay?”

“Yes, it is, buddy,” he informs me with the same calm and confidence in his voice that he used years ago to make me understand that I was closer to Rose, as mean as she was, than to my, not-quite-yet, ex-girlfriend. “It’s all about you.” That makes my eyebrows rise. Does he know about the MCD? No way. I activated him. “And you’d do well not to see this, your life, as a game where you have to achieve the highest possible score, okay?” He points again at Sofia and Sage. Sofia stands in front of the sofa where Sage and I are sitting, unable to decide whether to attack Ryan, flee the room… or throw herself back into my arms. Sage, however, whether Sofia's thoughts are on her mind or not, does the only logical thing… and takes my hand. "See?" Ryan points out our gentle touch. "You three are really dumb when it comes to your feelings," he laughs with that accusatory tone that doesn't make me feel bad. "Anyone else would have realized long ago that you two…" he gestures theatrically at the girls. "Want this one…" he gestures theatrically at me. "In your lives. You want him no matter what, even if it means the other one gets him too. So can we all stop going in circles and admit that the center of our friendship, and everything that will happen in the future, is sitting right here in front of us on this sofa?"

And now, minutes later, we're sitting here. Not uncomfortable.

Liberated.

Something I really have to congratulate Ryan on. I couldn't have done that, and I'm not even sure if it's his wingman path or just because he's a cool guy.

"My biggest red flag is that I always want everyone to get along," Sofia says in a quiet voice, revealing her truth while she moves her skittle around in her fingers. Then she shrugs, almost as if we would speak to Sage, not her. This evening is really strange, even for me who now sees what melted minds look like in two girls I like very much. For them, it must be very hard, if, at least, they know what happens. If not, it must be even more strange. But judging by the looks the two cuties bestowed on each other, I'm quite certain it's the latter.

This leaves the question if I should act. As with Cuba in '62, it may not be the wise choice to do basically anything. What can I do to help them alon in this time? I'm the reason for what's happening to them. Back then, I acted out of curiosity and the slim attraction towards Sofia, while Sage annoyed me. Now it's... different.

Seeing Sage sit there, eyes downcast and unsire where her bratty behavior is gone, her shield against the world and, presumably, her only way of dealing with the troubles in it, I want to hold her and take care of her. God her body is hot. I dig those Latina vibes of her, her hot tamper. I want to spank her bratty attitude right out of her brown ass and kiss these full lips till she moans my name. I want to pump into her and conquer her like I want with any other sexy lady I can activate now. The possibilities are endless and I know, even if she, or her friend, has the hots for Ryan, that those beauties are mine one day.

But no. Seeing her makes me feel something I thought I lost long ago. Rose dug it up while Lisa kept it alive and Bella nursed it into something more than back then, before the MCD. Now I look at Sage and see myself at her side, arms around her, making her feel safe and warm while she teases me with her bratty behavior. Only now it is not a shield but a tool to make me do things for her. make me do things to her.

Same with Sofia. She is so scared of her wild thoughts. I would to, if Fucking Sage fucking DeSanto was in my head, screaming in an intensity only she knows how to deal with. God I would be so scared with her alone in this state. Sofia is so fragile, way more my type than Sage to be honest. She is cute as a button and so sexy in her shy and friendly ways. I want to protect her and care for her, make every day a living heaven and make her laugh and live like she wants.

And god I want to fuck every hole of her. Drilling her ass would be the forbidden prize I want to have as a man. Making her moan and cuss while my dick rearranges her bowels, kissing her moans away and holding her tight body close while I consume it like a feast. I want that. I want to protect and fuck her. Before activating her through Sage, I would never have dreamed of doing something like that to a national treasure like Sofia Wilkins. The Fact alone I say 'fuck' so often must be a turn off for the religious girl.

But now I see her look at me, see the hunger and the fear. And II can take the fear away. I can satiate the hunger. And I can make her do all those things that are now in her head in a safe and kinky way.

No. There isn't a way back. The ICBMs are in Cuba and what has to be done, has to be done. Their path, the mind-melting MCD magic, isn't only for me. I'm merly the spectator of something beautiful and yes, I can love and fuck those two hot as fuck and unbelievably precious girls later on. But moreso, I see it now, it's for them. For them to make their lives complete. For them to feel the whole spectrum of feelings, think all the thoughts and live out all the small and big moments that both have forbidden themselves or life has thrown away for them. Sage can be soft and tame, feel love and security. And Sofia can be naughty and free, feel confident and strong.

And with that, I can live. That's all I want from those two this evening. And fuck it. This is all I want from them for live. To make this happen. And even now, I know that they will thank me with whatever they think is appropriate for them to give me. With that, I'm the simp now, not only for one, but two steaming hot ladies who, right now, want me to fuck them.

I can understand why Ryan is grinning at me like back in his basement.

With that, I know that I want them to go further on their path, make them melt more and help them to be the person, singular, one mind, two bodies, that they deserve to be. So I help them.

“I find that impressive,” I say encouragingly, going back to Sofia's truth about her behavior. We sit together in a circle again. As if nothing had happened. But that's not true. Both of them now understand that something is happening to them. And they know that I will be the one to help them through this creepy process. I activated them, Rayn broke them open, and I will save them. “Always see the good in people.” I look at Sage. I don't need to do anything more to make it clear that Sofia's warm side includes her too. And Sofia nods slightly. Then she looks at me, and a warm smile, not a **** one but genuine warmth, spreads across her face while she grabs a skittle.

“Kiss, Marry Kill, Finn,” she informs me. “Ryan, me… And Sage.”

“Of course. We had such a lovely evening," I groan.

“Let her cook,” says Sage, making herself comfortable in her seat. She looks at her rival, turned ally. "I don't mind if you kill me."

"So?" Sofia asks, her warm smile laced with spicy charm. "Kiss Mary Kill?" I roll my eyes. But I don't need to waste any time. Now, I know my answer.

"Kiss Sofia," I say.

"Oh..." the sweet, pious girl murmurs. She was surely hoping for one of the other two options.

"Marry Sage."

"Oh..." Sage seems surprised too.

"And... hey... sorry," I say to my best friend.

"I'd die for you, buddy," Ryan grins. "Just seeing Sage in a white dress would be enough for me to die in peace." We laugh. All four of us. Even Sage.

"I would never wear something so... Well..." She shrugs helplessly while we others laugh with her. "Finn?" the Latina beauty finally asks, digging through our laughter to ask something important. Gently, almost cautiously. Yes! The two girls have calmed down. The last few hours in Skittle have been chaotic and very exciting. Now things have cooled in a good way. We've all come to terms with the situation. I look at Sage questioningly, but the question comes from Sofia.

"Why would you marry Sage and not me?" Sage nods and voices her thoughts, which I'm sure Sofia could hear too. I see both of them form some kind of bond, maybe. Maybe they only think the same thoughts. But both of them, no longer rivals, decide to say it openly and voice their inner truths.

"Sofia definitely looks better in white than I do, right? I don't have much on my side, and my manners..."

"You have more than enough, Sage," I say calmly. "Way more than enough to marry you." It's clear, especially given how the day has gone so far, that these words mean a lot to Sage.

"But Sofia is way more gentle than I am and I..."

"Marrying you would make me a better person, you know?" I say and suppress my chuckles, giving the fact that Sage seems totally thrown of the tracks.

"What?"

"Together we could be better," I say and look at Sage. Sofia already is at the place in life I want her to be, you know? She is peaceful, gentle, wartm and trusting She is womanly and generally a good person." Sage's eyes are glued to me, her face neutral but I already know the storm that is brewing behind her beautiful, dark and deep eyes full of soul and life and the perfect skin with her full lips and her cute nose.

I see her judging me, evaluating me. I know this because Sofia can't hide it even a bit. She gaughs at me like a vulture, mouth open, cheeks burning while she shares Sage's thoughs about me. I can see it in Sofia's face, even if I look at the Latin beauty.

Can I trust him? Is he serious? What should I do now?

Only question is what she wants to do. But I can wait for an answer to that. I told her of marriage and her making me better. Not that I'm perfect, even slightly.

But fuck yes. I can see a life with you, Sage.

If you let me.

If you want me.

Then I look at Sofia right after Sage seals her face towards me, telling me all I need to know. "Don't get me wrong. And just kissing you, shit, that would be an incredible experience for you. A lifetime of sexiness, I can guarantee. But yes Sage. I would marry you exactly because you aren there you, you know? You're full of life and so fucking strong. I like that in a woman. Together we would grow as... Well, you already know I have a girlfriend. SO let's just name it a couple but with more than one woman." Ryan chuckles at that.

"Finn our ladyboy."

"Shut up" I grin. "I'm right here, telling Sage I would marry her because we would make us better every day with every fight and every mistake. Because we both would be better in the evening. So shut up and..."

Sage crawls to me as if she wants to tackle me at rugby. It's not an intelligent blockade of Cuba but bombing them with napalm. It's Sage's way. And in Sage's way, she tackles me, throws herself at me and kisses me on the lips. I can hear Ryan inhale... And I can hear Sofia moan. Moan of lust and want. But although moan out of jealousy. I want to think about what happens but my brain shuts off as I feel Sage's hot lips on my skin, hear her ragged breath and feel her trembling hands on my back. In a way, I kiss with Sofia, fearful and full of emotions she can't handle. But my words surely enkindled something in the rebellious girl who only became our friend so reluctantly. Now she presses her body against me and almost throws me off balance.

"Oh God," Sofia moans instead of Sage. Sage who has her outh full of my tongue while our lips wet each other with our saliva. How could I not kiss this goddess of a girl? She's so god fucking damn sexy and hot and perfeckt and deep and so full of soul and sorrow. And I suck this sorrow out of her while I hold her tight, my hands on her slim hips, feeling her stomach rise in submissive breaths into my mouth. I can taste Skittles and a bit rest of **** and nicotine. Sage is a girl who leads her life as she needs to, has to. And now she has to throw herself at me because I would marry her.

You've earned that honey.

We kiss a few seconds longer, then, as if something switched in her, or someone, she pulls away.

I could slaughter a cow in here, gut her and throw her innards around my neck, Sage wouldn't look even slightly as shocked and bewildered at me as she is gight now. Ryan sits cross-legged, his chin resting on hos fists, grinning like mad and defenitly enjoying the moment of pure terror in Sage's face as she realices she had done the on thing no gloomy rebel girl should do. Trusting me. Be **** for me.

Loving me? Come on Finn. That doesn't happen here. Calm down, gather points and have fun torturing those poor souls.

With that, I grin at Sage who can barely hold it together, let alone speak a coherent sentence.

"That..." And it is Sofia, timid and shy like she is, who comes to Sage's aid. My grin widens. "That's a nice story." She brushes her hair behind her back and tries to muster a brave smile, which comes across even cuter.

But then her focus shifts completely to me, and I see that now, after Sage, she gets her turn.

She is unsure, hesitant and now quite as forward as Sage. But at the same time she has the emotional strengh to ask the question, like Sage did, with a silent voice that, over the last weeks, I learned to love.

"So you would kill Ryan... Kiss Sage..."

Hey eyes are to die for. Big and round and warm, full of hope. Her hair frames her face, makes her shine in a way I'm sure she can't see. For now. Because I can see. I can see her and me. I can see us. I can see us kissing and loving each moment of our lifes. With Sage, it's a promise for a better future.

With Sofia, it's peace and presence.

I see her in my arms, on my body. I see myself wrapped around her in a cold night and I can see her on my lap in front of a cozy cabin fire. I see the future in both girls and by god I hope they see it too.

"Why do you want to kiss me?"

She wants it! My god, yes, she wants it! She wants me! Sofia wants me! Fucking hell yes!

It's funny how I grinned at Sage not being able to handle her feelings while I, now, want to throw myself in Sofia's embrace and thank her for allowing me in her life. Her eyes are so full of trust after the realization that I wouldn't marry her.

"It's not like I wouldn't marry you too," I say, my voice heavy with meaning and thanking god for a steady breath. The thought of her thinking I wouldn't be able to love, cherish, and serve her is unbearable. She is perfect for me, as perfect as Sage is. So I cough and hope my grin doesn't come across as anything other than calming and reassuring. I get nervous in the presence of this shy girl. "You're already at a place Sage and I still have to get to" I explain while she listens with care. "So far ahead of us." And Sage no longer sees this as an attack. Licking her lips she stots down again, grabs the glass of orange juice Ryan hands her and look on, surely thankful to her brain-melted sister, for not making it more awkward. "Kissing you would be the most tremendous thing I could do to you. I know how important vows and promisses are for you. So it wuld only be a kiss... Even if I would want more after that... And before that. It's not that I wouldn't see marriage for us. It's more so that, for ow, I would need too make sure I would be the man you deserve with your patience and your grace and how fu... how strong you are. You deserve only the best of me toi be honored to stand beside you as yoour husband."

And then something wonderful happens. She doesn't throw herself at me. She's too strong for that. She's the strong one in the group of Sage, me and her. She is quiet, reverent and serene. She's already perfect the way she is.

"That would make me happy," she says. Then she looks at Sage.

And the two of them smile at each other.

Fuck Ryan, I think, looking at him. Thank you. He nods.

Then it's his turn to pull a Skittle, and when he looks at me, for the first time in months, I feel like nothing special has happened in my life. No MCD, no constant sex, no slaves, sisters, mothers and girlfriends. Just two best friends escaping reality together.

"Since you want to kill me so badly, I feel no remorse for demanding this dare from you," he says, looking at Sage.

“I can’t believe this… I can’t believe this… I can’t…”

“You better believe this.” I grin and look up at her. On the sofa, she looks like a sexy goddess.

A sexy goddess in just her underwear and a shirt.

Ryan Shaft. +5 (PS -19)

The word “****” has been uttered several times in a row. But Sofia is still giggling like a madwoman in her seat while she and Ryan watch me get closer and closer to Sage’s feet.

“I haven’t washed all day,” she threatens, her cheeks flushed, but I don’t believe her, and her smile betrays her blunder. “Sick freaks always want some dirty foot fetish bullshit and…”

“Just shut up,” I snarl and grab her feet. She has nice feet. Warm, soft, clean… “Really fucking cute…”

“Gross,” she counters, but does nothing to pull her foot away.

“You were the one taking your pants off for this,” I whisper, lowering my head while I feel the slight weight of two dainty feet in my palms. I feel her warm skin, the slight trembling of her muscles and the smooth, oh so smooth texture of her skin. She's a perfect Latin goddess. And I’m right. It’s a blessing in disguise that this whole evening didn’t explode in my face. “And I’m warning you. Don’t you dare kick me.”

“Then hurry up,” she says, her voice raspy and hot. Not only am I in awe of how the evening has turned out. “I’m ticklish.”

“No, you’re not,” I simply say. Then I lower my head, purse my lips, and place them on the warm, fragrant skin of the girl whose feet I definitely don’t know well enough to kiss.

But I do.

And it feels good.

"Hnnnah..." Even Sage can't suppress a soft moan while Sofia presses her hands to her face. And I, too, take my time and enjoy the physical contact with the not-so-icy woman. It must seem strange to her, but surely a welcome outcome. After Ryan's and her outburst, it was clear that the two girls were fixated on me, and being able to show themselves so openly as she has today is certainly something new for Sage. She practically revels in the security of this group, and this security has led her to take off not only her shoes and little white cute-as-fuck socks, but also her jeans too. Jockingly, almost mockingly. But we all checked her over, and Sofia was the one who gave the okay. 'In case hedrools,' she had giggled, thus helping her newfound friend. At my expense, but that's okay with me. This way, I can be close to Sage.

And I want to be close to Sage.

Because this evening isn't passing me by unnoticed either, and so I kiss Sage's feet sensuously and for a long time, like her ****, while Ryan stops the timer.

"Time." he announces, but I let myself be carried away and let my lips glide higher on her feet up to her knees, kissing her pure skin along the way. Sage enjoys it. Maybe a bit too much giving the way she squirms under my lips.

I move up more and more, ober her knee, up to the lower part of her upper leg. Just a slight deetour and I would kiss her white panties, move them aside and...

"I said Time you animal!" Ryan shouts with bare teeth and a healthy dose of **** towards me, pulling me back in the reality where I promised to honor Sage's trust in my, not fucking her hot ass to pieces in front of my friends.

"Satisfied?" I ask, playing the humiliated one while struggling to suppress images of Sage in my head. Like before, she doesn't say anything. But she smiles. And I like that. I lick my lips, go to my place and take care to sit in a way so that my dick doesn't tear my shorts apart like Cuba gone hot.

"Now you kissed me after all," she whispers, her eyes glued to me, mouth slightly open and so, so beautiful.

"It seems so," I say, equally transfixed on this girl.

Then it's Sofia's turn.

"Ryan. Truth," she says and I'm not sure if she simply enjoys the time or wants to forget my lips on a skin she, maybe, almost felt herself. "Who's the most attractive in the room?" While Sage automatically looks at me, Sofia focuses on my best friend.

"Finn," he shrugs. "What?" he asks when we all look at him. "If I'd chosen myself, you'd all be furious. And we just managed to get Sage to strip down to her underwear. Do you all really think I'd risk ruining it now by naming one of the girls?" More laughter. This is the atmosphere I like best, and I nod to Ryan.

"I can understand that," says Sage, her eyes wandering. She doesn't seem so rushed anymore, which is good.

"Hmm. Me too," Sofia says, sounding less than convinced. But that doesn't bother me. I know everything will be alright between us, and what I told her is true. I'd love to kiss her, but this girl is still too far ahead of me when it comes to stability in her life. I don't want to be the bad boy in her life who drags her down socially, and if she forms a friendship with Ryan in the meantime, that doesn't bother me. It's her right.

Maybe it sounds arrogant, but I know Sofia will be mine. I don't have to focus on winning her over, but on being good enough for her. And it seems Ryan sees it the same way.

"Friendships are different from relationships," he tells Sofia. "You can have lots of friends. But only one person you want to share your life with." Then he looks at me. "Mostly. Sometimes it's different."

"Speaking of," Sage says, grabbing a Skittle. She doesn't look at it. "Finn. I dare you to tell the truth for one... no two minutes straight!" Then she pops the Skittle and chews it contentedly, smirking.

"I'm going to regret this," I say.

"You can chicken out and we'll think of something else," Sofia suggests, but I shake my head and look at her. "Often the best things are the ones you're most afraid to regret."

And then it starts. And not just from Sage. All three of them go for me.

And I enjoy it, surrounded by friends.

Your worst nightmare? Stuck in endless angry discussions with no way out. The last time you wet the bed? When I was seventeen, sick, and didn't make it to the bathroom in time. Dog or cat person? Thinking of Mom, dog is obvious. Who's the hotter, Sage or Sofia? Sage. Who is cuter? Sage or Sofia? Sofia. These questions are also well received by both girls. No rivalry anymore. And, strangly good for me, no sideway looks between my legs. It seems the girls too are quite happy the way it is right now. Most embarrassing experience? I already said that. The three of them are hurrying to throw me off balance, but so far nothing really difficult has come up…

“How many girlfriends have you had?” I look at Ryan, shocked. But he remains stubborn. “How many?” It’s clear that after the girls’ game, he’s serious. After my phone call with Bella, it was clear that this question would come up eventually, and I’m surprised that none of the girls dared to ask it. But Ryan does, and remains unperturbed.

Its not fear Sage or Sofia would be angry with me. I know, deep down, all three of us want me to say the same thing, to make sure the both of them can go wherre they both want to go. It's the fear of making it official that I, as a boyfriend, are open to something that I provide not for one woman alone.

With my family, it's exactly that. Family. We're beter this way.

With Lisa its two sould comming together. Two people who loved eachother their whole lifes.

With Bella it's finally a girlfriend who, we both are quite sure about that, is okay with a naughty and polyamorous lifestyle. We match on a deeper lever than soly on sex.

With the Volleyball Girls and the girls from School, as with Miss Webster, it's simply me, living out the life I can while caring about my girls, being the leader I am and the boyfriend I want to be.

But with Sage and Sofia, already bonded in their minds, it would be... more. Way more than any of my already big harem and I can comprehend. With them it would be... official.

It would be a lifestyle. A way of living. Me, serving and providing as the sole reason I am on this earth. My girls, serving and thriving beside or under me, but never in my way. But with Sage and Sofia, it would although be me, going out there and activating girls with the clear and present knowledge of them being part of the harem, my life and the lifes of all of the woman I care about so deeply.

Because I can.

Because I want.

But most importantly. Because I know they would love this, even if they would not love me.

It's a big question. Can I simply go out there, see a cute girl and activate her for my pleasure and her promissed better life?

It's a question I have Rose at my side for.

And it's a question already answered.

Rose made up her mind. My girls made up their minds.

And I too.

“Two,” I confess with a calm voice, knowing what that means. “Bella and Lisa.”

Welcome to your new world, Finn Lynchwood. Hers to a good life.

“And do... they know… about... each other…?” Sofia asks quietly. She seems, just like Sage, relieved yet somewhat overwhelmed that Ryan has opened this door. But I see what he intends, how he wants to help the two girls who, although they're having a good time, still have to live with their fate of being bound to me. And he wouldn't be a good friend, to the three of us, if he didn't help.

“Yes,” I nod. “And they're okay with it.”

“Who else is okay with it?” Ryan asks. I could dodge this question, but I don't.

“Rose. And the rest of my family.”

“What does that mean?” Sage asks, unable to find the words she obviously wants to hear from me. But of course, I help her and turn this vague question into the answer that also makes Sofia clench her fists.

"That means I sleep with Rose and love her. And also with my other two sisters and my mom. But my girlfriends are only Bella and Lisa, while Rose is kind of like..."

And so I explain my biggest secret to these two girls who barely know each other or me. I don't tell them anything about the MCD. It's still too early for that and I want to be a leader for them. I trust myself and I know I won't betray their trust in my by illusing the MCD. So, at the end of my explanation, there's only one question left to ask.

"And do you have room in your life for other girls?" It almost doesn't matter who asks this question, since the answer is important to Sage and Sofia alike. But it's Ryan who asks it, even though the two girls hold their breath before my answer.

"Of course."

"Hnnn..." Sofia says.

“I chose this path, and we’re all happy with it" I say to them about my life and their path in it. "All my girls know what they’re getting into. Yes, there are some secrets in my life, but I always make sure that everyone who means something to me gets the attention, affection, and trust they deserve.” I smile. Not at anyone in particular, but because it just feels good to tell the truth. “Everyone in my life knows that I can give, and if they think they can find a place in it, then I’ll find a place for them in my heart. Because I know that will make them happy. And I want the people I love to be happy. Loving them all, all the ones who love me, in any way they see fitting for themselves, is the best way of supporting them. The only way I know.”

“And would you…” Sage begins, her cheeks flushed, forgetting that we can see her white panties while she spreads her legs a little, rushing to get the question out that burns in her throat the moment our lips met.

“Time,” Ryan says before that, ever the diplomatic teaser, and ends the game after about four minutes of me answering.

“Who would have thought?” Ryan says a few minutes later, turning his head. We speak quietly so the girls don't hear us, as we stand in the kitchen refilling bowls with snacks while Sofia, Sofia of all people, loudly recounts an embarrassing moment she experienced during one of her church meetings. And Sage, Sage of all people, laughs goodheartedly at poor Father O'Riley, whose fly was open in the middle of the sermon.

"What can I say?" I grin. "My dick connects us."

"I meant Sofia's sense of humor," Ryan replies, pouring potato chips into a bowl.

"Oh. Right." But my grin doesn't fade. It can't, the girls are simply full of life, making my life simply just perfect.

"It seems they both have the same thing on their minds," Ryan says quietly, opening a bag of chocolate candies while I refill the cola. He's not wrong at all. "And hey." He nudges me. "Maybe it really is your dick."

"Oh come on," I say, a little too loudly. "They're just happy to have found a friend in each other."

"Mhm," Ryan murmurs knowingly. "Very noble of you to forget that they both have a crush on you." I want to reply, but Sofia, Sofia of all people, calls loudly for more snacks. "On my way, Your Highness," Ryan calls, and pulls me back to the two mind-melted and oh so happy beauties.

"You two look good together," I finally admit.

Yup. They both have crushes on me. There's no other way to interpret their looks.

What a good life you have, Finn.

I sit down with them, forgetting about the game for a moment and simply enjoying my three good friends laughing and eating snacks together. I'm in their midst, observing what I've all the time wished for. Sofia free and happy, Sage free and happy. They're both so different. They're both the same.

And I know, that from now on, their lives will include me.

Time for some arrangements for that, I think and look at the MCD, opening the perks menu.

Message from the author:

What I hoped for came true. I didn't count, but it's definitely more than 4,000 words. I found three pictures to go with it and rewrote the passages a bit to make them fit, but I absolutely had to make Sofia's eyes stand out.

I think you can see how hard I had to fight to keep it from turning into an orgy, but I just barely managed to restrain myself. I'll escalate things a bit more in the next chapter, but I'm sticking with the poll result. No sex, but I think some spicy teasing suits the girls well. This chapter was very difficult for me because I wanted to portray Sage and Sofia as confused and disoriented. That's very hard to write strategically, and I often had to start over when I lost myself. The next chapter will be a bit more organized regarding the girls' thoughts, and I'm already thinking about how best to incorporate a mind-melting orgasm session for the two of them, where they come to the conclusion that they have a crush on Finn. But until that happens, Ryan has a weight on his lap that he needs to take care of. More on that in the next chapter.

It's 1:35 AM in Germany now, and I'm almost out of energy, by boney and right kidney hurt but hey, I'm happy I finally post something. I'll work on finishing the chapter tomorrow, but I want to be polite and say that I don't have much energy right now. I'll do everything I can to post on time tomorrow, but I also want to say that if I don't, I have a good reason. Thanks for your understanding.

I'll leave the poll up for another day and then incorporate the chosen perks into the beginning (or end) of the next chapter. Then we can decide together how the new (and some old) perks will be used permanently. I'm thinking of combining them with the volleyball players and maybe preparing Tana and Lakota. Finally, I'm still considering whether to recreate the poll asking which characters you'd like to see next after we cover Bella, since I now have a pretty good idea of ​​what the different scenes will look like.

Otherwise, I'd like to publish a poll today that would be more helpful for me, as I'm torn between the three possible answers to this question and want to see how the readers tend to agree. I'd also be happy to start a discussion about it in the comments.

I want to include two celebrities in the story: a singer and an actress.

So? Do you already have two women in mind? I did too. Until I didn't anymore.

So, my question is, once celebrities are introduced, we have three options:

1. I use real-life celebrities and integrate them into the story exactly as we know them. We stay completely true to reality. This would be good because I can let you fuck two of the most lusted for girls on the planet (when I finally decide on the models). Make your dreams come true.

2. We only use pictures of the celebrities, but their roles and characters are detached from the reader's experiences. Would be easier for me as an author. Not only because of the restrictions, but because I would be free of judging people of their dumb behavior in Hollywood and so on. Let's face it. Celebrities, female ones more so, are famous because they look good, not because they know things about geopolitics or climate change. With this, I could get all of this out of the story and we focus on two beautiful women instead of their politics.

3. I choose two models that I find attractive and really want to include, and make them celebrities in Finn's world. We already have some celebrities in the story as "normal" people. So why not use "normal" people and make them famous? And for fuck sake, I desperately want to include two hot girls I don't know how to include otherwise. For real. With them, I would have the inspiration to write the story to its conclusion. And we would be soly in the space of our own minds, free from the shit of Hollywood. And I would say it would be most fair to all readers if I choose a celebrity someone don't like. With this, it would be the same as with every other model in this story. Finn 0815 choose her, not more, not less. No stress if I choose someone you donÄt like in real life.

So far, I've always been drawn to options 1 and 2, but now I know exactly which two celebrities I absolutely want to include. I'd like to know your opinion so that if I can't decide or can't find a good reason for a solution, I can use this poll as a guide.

And hey, I think I will take part in this poll as welll, even If I may change my mind quite often. :)

Sho what do you want in terms of celebrities in the story?

https://strawpoll.com/QrgewMd6Lyp

Okay. Going to bed now. Take care, have a great weekend and fly safe.