Wheeling Park Ch. 08

"That's enough, Jen." Mom said with a smirk. "Don't tease your brother. Jarid, isn't it nice out here?"

"Just super."

"Oh, don't pout, sug." Livy said while I decided to limit myself to lingering glances at Jarid's package. "She's just teasing, aren't you Barbie?"

"Yeaaaaahh.", I replied with the same grin. "Just teasing, bro."

He gave me one of his silent warnings before looking at Livy, still holding himself in and asked, "Okay, so we're here. I've seen what there is to see, I've had my fun swimming for the day, can I go back now?"

"No."

"Dammit, Olivia!"

She gave him a sharp look that he had to turn away from.

"Liv.", he partially corrected himself.

"Don't ruin this." she warned.

He started laughing, a little at first as he looked down at the water he was standing in, shaking his head and soon laughing harder, the way people do when they're at their wits end more than out of any real humour. Livy waited patiently for this to come to an end, Mom and I taking her lead and watching with her.

He finally stopped and said, "God help me. You know, now that I say that- out loud this time- maybe I'll convert."

He began laughing again.

This time, when Jarid's laughter ended, his face took on a sour, completely miserable expression as he still looked away from us, holding himself in. I couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

I stepped up and gave him a big hug. His body stiffened against me and he didn't move, or put his arms around me, but he didn't back away either. I broke the hug and looked at him, my hands on his shoulders as he looked back, obviously not knowingwhatto do now.

"It's okay, Jarid. Just enjoy yourself. If you have a hardon, so what?"

He nodded with his eyes closed, not to what I said, I don't think, but as if he'd resigned himself to just try to get it over with.

"Let's all have a seat over here." Livy said with a smile for the three of us. "I think it's high time we hashed some things out."

We sat at the highest point in the water, our knees sticking above the surface as we all sat Indian style in a small circle, too small, judging by the look on Jarid's face. He seemed to be searching for someplace to cast his eyes other than on us and I wished I could convey to him that it was okay if he looked at my boobs.

"Alright, Jarid." Livy started. "You're the focal point here. You're the one in our cozy little group who isn't happy with our cozy little group. Say what you mean, mean what you say and be yourself. Why are you unhappy?"

He looked at her like she was crazy, but answered without much hesitation.

"I'm not impressed at how Mom and Jen have been behaving and I don't care if they have every right, or not."

"Behaving?" Livy asked. "Please clarify."

"Getting screwed by every man in the Park? Remember that?"

"Don't get smart. At the time, you couldn't tear your eyes away. You very much enjoyed it, judging by that big hard cock I took out of your underwear."

"I- I was drunk and st-!" he partially insisted, glancing at Mom and then back at Livy.

"You could have gotten up and left at any time. You didn't."

"I was drunk!"

"You weren't that drunk and we both know it. You stayed because you enjoyed watching your mum and sister getting used like that, same as I did."

He could only stare. I couldn't believe it, but I suddenly realized that I was about to see Jarid torn down like he tears down others. I was even a little surprised he'd let himself in for this, him knowing about Livy when he'd first met her and respecting that aspect of her personality as he did.

"I,... I couldn't help it. If I was sober, I would have left."

"Correction: If you were sober, youmighthave been able to overcome your very real desire to watch. The point is, as your own words have proven, you liked it, even though your morality won't allow you to admit it to yourself. Maybe you should take another look at that morality of yours, hmm?"

"There's nothing wrong with my morality, I was tempted."

"We're only tempted by the things we want. Once again, your own words. Alright, we've exhausted this point, let's move on. Jen, you go ahead and ask him a question."

He looked at me with dread in his face as I asked, "Why do you always have to be so mean to me, lately? I'm not hurting you and I only want to get along."

He only shook his head, but Livy spoke again, saying, "No, that's a good question. Answer her, sug."

"Fine.", he said, looking at me. "It's not proper for you to be bouncing around me like that, half dressed and everything."

"Why not?" I asked.

"Because you're my sister and it flips me out! I told you this shit before, but you don't seem to get it, it makes me uncomfortable!"

"I think it turns you on." Mom said. "That's why you're so uncomfortable about it, but that's alright. Isn't it, Jen?"

"Yup.", I answered.

"You donotturn me on!"

"Jarid, calm down and stop lying." Livy said.

"I'm not lying!"

"She's very pretty and she has a great body, it's only natural, Jarid." Mom stated. "Do I make your cock hard, too? It's perfectly okay."

"No! Mom!"

"Okay, we'll have to prove a point here.", Livy said, moving beside and a little behind Jarid. "Ladies, would you mind continuing for a short time while standing?"

I saw what she was doing and grabbed Mom's hand to stand with her, smiling as the water ran down my legs. The bottom of Mom's suit had mostly worked its way into her pussy again and her boobs were pretty much bared behind the thin white material. Her nipples were as hard as they get and I knew mine were as well.

"Let's have a spin and show him your asses." Livy said.

We did. Mom's suit was pulled right up between her cheeks all the way to the top of her ass and I could only imagine what that was doing to him from down at his angle, judging by what it was doing to me from mine.

"No, look." Livy instructed as he tried to turn his head. "You know you want to. Can you tell me they're not attractive? Can you tell me that their bodies aren't desirable?"

"Yes, they're attractive, no I don't desire their bodies."

"That's not what I asked, but we'll get back to that. Their bodies are desirable, aren't they? Look at your mum's tits and tell me they're not perfect. Look at Jen's ass and tell me it's not to die for."

"Yes, yes, they're beautiful, now tell them to sit back down!"

"Not yet. When you look at them like this, does it not make you so nice and hard?"

"No!"

"Don't lie, sug."

"They donotturn me on."

"Stand up, then. Show us."

"What do you mean!?"

"Just calm down and stand up."

She helped him up and held his suddenly grappling hands so he couldn't hold himself in and I watched almost the whole top half of his cock slip right out the top of hisSpeedos, pointing straight up. Oh boy, I loved seeing that.

"Looks like they dosomethingfor you. You haven't been looking at me."

"No, I'm being-"

"The body never lies, you know that. Just admit it and you can sit back down. It's alright."

"Okay, okay, seeing them like that turns me on, but look at them!"

"Just my point, thank you for making it. Let's all sit back down again."

We did, Jarid with a mixed expression of guilt, shame and misery. Again, I felt sorry for him, but knew better than to interfere with a little hug at this point.

"So, we've established that seeing them getting fucked turns you on and seeing them like this turns you on, too. I think it's pretty safe to say that,... they turn you on.And the reason you're mean to Jen is because you're in denial of that fact. Or, at least you were."

"This isn't fair, you're railroading me.", he bitterly complained, looking at the water between us as we sat there in a close circle again.

"Nobody's railroading you, nobody's trying to blame you at all. We're just establishing some facts so we can all be a little happier. Trudy, your turn."

Mom looked at him for a moment, making sure she had his attention before asking, "Do you still love your sister and I?"

He returned a level expression and replied, "If I didn't, I'd be riding the hell out of here right now."

We three women looked at each other, for some reason not sure of how we should take this. I was beginning to see the game he and Livy played and, once again, appreciated my brother's respect for her the day before, once again felt bad that he'd gotten drawn in despite himself. The poor guy was really trying.

"Don't do that, Jarid." Mom finally said. "Seriously, don't leave."

He said nothing in reply, only looked back at her, his face now unreadable. Livy was fixing him with a very close look from beside him while he was busy with Mom and I couldn't help taking note of the seating arrangement, now. Shewasgood. She was monitoring him at will while he dealt with us.

"Jarid,...", I said, "I don't have to ask if you're even thinking about that because I assume you know how much me and Mom love you, so I know you'd never do that. We'd worry so much, don't you dare."

He turned and fixed himself on me then and I had to admire his control in not looking at our chests, even though he wanted to. But he didn't speak at first, only kind of appraised me in a way that made me feel uneasy before speaking.

"Yes, you would."

It was all he said, then he turned to Livy, asking, "Anything else?"

She returned a look as impassive as his own as she unfolded her legs, letting them stretch out in front of her.

"Yes, our summary, thus far. You're as turned on by the things you've seen as I am. You enjoyed it and you want to convince yourself it's okay even as we speak, but you don't. You don't because you can't accept that you're attracted to it and you turn that denial into hostility and bad feelings towards us. You're acting like your under attack, but you're not. Personally, I think you're blowing everything way out of proportion, but all we're trying to tell you is that it's okay to feel the way you do when you look at Barbie and your mum, but please don't take it out on us if you can't deal with it. Is that so unfair? So much to ask?"

Jarid kept his total composure throughout this and answered right away, both their eyes locked now in what, for Jarid, would be mortal combat against a superior adversary.

"I'll answer that question. I'll answer it the only way you left it to be answered, but first, I have a question for you three." he said, moving his eyes to me, then Mom, resting them there for a few moments before putting them bravely back on Livy.

I could almost root for him, just like I root for the Maple Leafs and just as uselessly.

"Has anybody bothered to take a long view of this situation? No? I didn't think so. It's probably not a welcome thought right now, especially for you, Mom and Jen, knowing you as I always have. Luckily, you'll have this very remarkable woman to help you through that. Yeah, well I just thought I'd ask, right? I mean, since we're all living for today, I figured maybe somebody should. And, since I'm sure you're all going to avoid that uncomfortable question anyway,... No. It isn't so unfair and it isn't so much to ask that I not spoil your summer with my crazy little worries about reality. It wouldn't matter even if I did, so why should I sweat it, right? I'll just- hey, heh heh! Look at this!"

He seemed to adjust himself below the water and then stood with a smile, looking down at the front of hisSpeedos'and his completely diminished condition.

"So,... yeah. Whatever. Call me for the next meeting,... or not."

Then he turned with his happy-go-lucky smile and walked away towards the shore side of the sandbar, leaving us looking at one another.

Mom finally toned, "Well,... I guess that's all we wanted. Isn't it?"

"He does mean it.", Livy said thoughtfully. "He'll be a bit easier on the head from here on."

"But, it's never that simple with Jarid." I advised her as we watched him throw himself into the water and start swimming back.

"Yeah, I kinda got that. I know, he's only resigned now and it won't end here, but it's a start. Don't worry, he'll work out as soon as he accepts the three of us and how it is here. Once he discovers where he is and where he fits in, he'll be perfect. That's his strength."

"I'm worried about what he said about leaving." Mom said.

"He won't leave." Livy assured. "He loves you. He said it himself and I don't see that changing."

"Did you see his cock, Mom?"

"Yes, I did."

"I really hope things work out." I said.

"They will." Livy assured, looking at me with a funny smile.

She got to her knees in the water and suggested. "Why don't you two come here and lick my pussy?"

Looking at Mom and her sudden smile, much like my own, we moved forward on our hands and knees. I hooked my finger in the front of Livy's bikini bottoms, tugged them down and Mom began licking her lips, so to speak, as I watched. I couldn't get over the sight of my own mother licking a woman's pussy right in front of me. I'd seen it before, of course, but the sight of her tongue lapping and flicking lovingly at a pussy never failed to drive me wild. Doing it in the water was almost more than I could handle.

"Mmmm. Now, Barbie, help your mum."

"I like to watch a little, first. Mom's so hot."

"You like to watch her pretty face in my pussy."

"Oh, yes."

"You're a very naughty girl, Barbie."

"Uh-huh."

"I think you need to be punished. You lick my pussy now and, later on, me and Mummy will give you a little spanking."

I looked up at her then and knew I was in love. She returned the expression and I began helping Mom, glancing her tongue with mine and tasting Livy's scent. I started sucking her clit, making her moan, her pelvis jerk in response while Mom pressed her tongue into her tight opening.

"Ohhh! Oh, yeah, lick me! I love my beautiful girls!"

Mom loved hearing this. Her hand wandered around to Livy's ass to pull her closer while I began circling her clit. I came down to lick with Mom, touching tongues and briefly kissing before I went back up to her button.

"Ohh-hhh! Mmmmmfffuck! Su- such go-od little pussy lickers! Oh, god! Oh, yeah!"

I put my hand between her legs so I could cup the bottoms of her ass cheeks in my hand. I was so horny that the people at Vicky with binoculars and telescopes only made it better.

"Aaahhhhhh! UHHHH!! OH,... HUUUUUUU!!" Livy yelled as she came a small torrent in our faces.

We licked it up immediately as she went wild, gently pressing our faces to her pussy with her hands on the backs of our heads, running her strong fingers through our wet hair.

We all followed Jarid afterwards, Livy in the middle and our arms around each other's lower backs. It was such a nice moment in the hot sunshine, our Livy well satisfied, Mom and I horny as hell.

"This is almost perfect." I sighed.

"Almost?" Mom asked.

"Well, there's just one,... little problem."

"What's that, hon?"

" ... I want Jarid's cock in my muffin. I wanna suck on it and swallow his cum."

~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~

We found him sitting by himself on the picnic table at home with a pint of rye and a joint. He was back in his usual dress of tight black (old grey) jeans with a faded black,April WineT-shirt. We walked right up to him, Mom staring wide eyed at this behaviour.

"What?" he asked.

"Jarid,...", she inquired, "Is that marijuana?"

"Why, yes it is, Mom. Here, have a puff. May as well."

Mom frowned at this, but she got his point quite clearly and I couldn't help but be proud of the way he'd been handling himself. He was nothing like the Jarid I knew in school. He held it out to her while he took a swig of the rye, straight from the bottle without so much as wincing.

Mom took the joint and they both eyed one another as she took a puff, coughing afterwards. Jarid didn't laugh, but only watched her.

"C'mere, Liv." he said, taking the joint back.

I had to hand it to him again. I didn't know the game like he and Liv obviously did, but I knew what he was doing. The same thing I did to opposing players who were bigger than me, singling her out and proving he wasn't afraid. I watched her buck herself up and come forward, answering his little challenge.

He took a puff from the joint and handed it to her. After only a brief hesitation, she took it and puffed at it as though she'd been doing it all her life before giving it back.

"Take your top off."

She cocked her head, not expecting this any more than the rest of us were, but smiled a little before doing what he wanted. He smiled himself when he saw her bounce free of her bikini top.

He looked her in the eyes, obviously about a quarter in the bag, and said, "You're beautiful."

"Thank you, Jarid."

"I like you in a way, too. But, I don't trust you."

"Why not?"

"Because you don't seem to take into account where we come from. You think you can just waltz right in and switch things around to suit you, make us your little playthings without a thought to who we are."

"What you mean is that you don't know me well enough to trust that I want to look out for your best interests. Why did you want my top off?"

He took a puff off the joint and handed it to Mom, still hacking, who passed it on to Livy.

"I told you, you're a beautiful woman. I wanted to see."

"You're trying to take control." she countered.

"And that bothers you." he assumed, taking another drink from the rye.

Puffing and handing it back, she answered, "No. Not really."

"You're afraid to say that you want control in front of Mom and Jen."

"Jarid, I told you last night not to be playing any head games with me.", she warned.

"Head games? What head games, it's true, isn't it? The truth isn't a head game, it's just what is."

"Alright, I'll play because Barbie and your mum already know what my intentions are. Yes, I want control. I'm the best one in this group to assume that position and we both know it."

"Especially in a long term arrangement, huh?"

She hesitated while he took another drag from the joint, passed it back to Mom, who took it this time, then answered, "Yes."

"Well, a long term arrangement isn't going to include the Wheeling Park dream. What makes you think you can take control beyond that culvert? What makes you think you know us so well that you can do that?"

"I live outside that culvert, too."

"Yeah, but you don't know shit about our lives and our aspirations out there. All you know is that you have a vulnerable woman out of her element along with her very suggestive daughter. And I know we're not just play toys for you, I know you're serious about us, but I also know that you're looking for a home."

Livy's jaw dropped. She couldn't get mad because he wasn't being mean, wasn't even angry, only factual and up front, saying what he meant and meaning what he said. And, of course, he was right.

Mom and I watched round two of their game without interfering, knowing that Liv wouldn't want it and trusting that she really did want all our cards on the table. Anyway, I found it pretty hard to believe he was really getting the better of her. She had to be sandbagging.

"I won't make you answer to that because I feel sorry for women on the receiving end, but yeah, I know."

Now she seemed speechless. Maybe she wasn't sandbagging.

"C'mere, Liv." he challenged, beckoning her closer.

She stepped right to the seat of the table, working up a defiant expression that melted away when he leaned forward and kissed her lips, however sloppily.

"I know our family is fucked up, I know it better than you. And y'know what else?"

"What?"

"I think you're as much a victim of us as we are of you. I hafta admit, I like that about you."

She smiled. I couldn't believe it, but she did.