Finding Home Pt. 02

"Eden, are you OK?" he asked her softly.

"Mmmm. Never better. I love you, Andy," she said dreamily.

"I'm going to go get a washcloth for you. The towel caught most of it, but we're both pretty well covered."

Andy rose, and noted that his dick was still rock hard. The condom, and the sedative Dr. Adams had given him had slowed his own climax. He found a washcloth, got the water hot, let the cloth soak and removed the condom from his angry erection. As he began wiping himself off, he got another washcloth for Eden, and began to wet it. He went back to his bed, and slowly and lovingly wiped Eden's luscious, naked body. Andy was hoping she would stir, so they could finish their love making. She did not move a muscle, just sighed loudly as Andy cleaned her up. He grabbed the old towels Dr. Adams had put on the bed to guard against nausea, and noted with pleasure that Eden's juices soaked two of them. He returned to the bathroom to wash out the washcloth. As he was just about done, Sara walked through the door completely naked. Her face was alight with a post orgasmic glow, and her ripped abdominals were covered with her own juices.

"Oh god, baby. I came so hard that I squirted too. I've never done that." She kissed him, hungrily. "That was the hottest thing I've ever seen. I think Eden passed out you fucked her so good. Lucky her, 'cause I got off but I'm hornier than I've ever been before."

Andy got a wicked gleam in his eye. "Let me finish up, and then I'll put Eden in her own bed. I know you requested my room at the cabin, but, if you don't mind doing it in my bed, I'd gladly make love to you."

"Well, since you didn't get off, and you're a damn beautiful man whom I love -- let's move Eden so you can make love to me, too." She moved to him and kissed him again. His hands greedily moved to her enormous breasts, and he began to play with her long, taut nipples.

"Change of plan, baby. We'll have romance later. Fuck me right here. Bend me over the sink and take me, lover," she said.

Andy hesitated, but the look on her face and the sound of her voice left no doubt. Andy grabbed her upper arms, spun her around, gave her breathtaking ass a good slap, and then put her hands on the edge of the sink. As he moved his hands down her body, he paused and teased her majestic tits. As he put his hands on her hips, she reached between her legs, grabbed his cock and positioned him. He slowly pushed forward.

Sara said no words, but her moaning and cries of pleasure were every bit as erotic to Andy as Eden's dirty pillow talk. Once he had bottomed out, and she had a chance to adjust to his manhood, he slowly began to piston in and out of her.

"Sara, look up," he said. "You can see the reflection of us making love in the mirror. Your tits are amazing. I wish you could see what I'm seeing; your lovely ass, and my dick going in and out of your tight pussy."

When she looked up, the sex-crazed glaze in her eyes met his, and he began to pump her in earnest. She responded by thrusting her ass back to meet him, and the noise of their coupling became intense in the tile-covered bathroom. At this point, sweat was pouring off Andy as he pistoned in and out of her glorious pussy.

Praja liked to get fucked from behind. She was curvy, and not at all willowy like Eden. What Praja was not, however, was a 5'11" athlete. Sara could take a pounding. She was literally built for sex. For the first time in his sexual experience, Andy knew his partner could take whatever he could lovingly give her.

Andy felt the telltale signs of his orgasm gathering in his balls. "Sara, I'm gonna come soon, I need to pull out!" As he pulled out, she immediately got on her knees and engulfed part of his cock in her mouth. As she grasped him with one hand, her other hand began fingering herself furiously. Andy yelled his warning, and she popped his cock out of her mouth and aimed the head at her bountiful chest. Andy exploded at the same time Sara's legs began to shake. She squirted again, as Andy's seed shot over her glorious tits.

Slowly, Andy and Sara made their way to the shower. They quickly, but lovingly washed one another off, kissing sensually as they did so. Sara soaped her hands up, and began to wash Andy's dick off. She moved her hands in opposite circles around his manhood, and Andy slowly began to harden again.

"Damn Sara. You are, you are so beautiful," he said, pausing to kiss her deeply.

"You say that to all the girls who have your dick in their hands, I bet," she giggled.

"No, I mean it. You radiate grace and power. Eden does too, but hers is more refined -- which I would expect from a classically trained ballerina who spent half her life watching herself move in a mirror. You just have it. You're graceful and beautiful, and are one of the most sexually dynamic women I've ever met. It captivates me watching you walk. Just thinking about you makes me crazy."

"Baby, you already have me naked in the shower with your cock in my hands. You don't need to butter me up to get into my panties. Hell, I've literally had them off since the moment I met you," she said softly.

He grabbed her hands to stop the intensely pleasurable motion, held up her chin, and looked into her beautiful brown eyes. "I'm saying those things because they're true. I'm sure you've heard all kinds of untrue things said about you. People can be petty, and mean, and hurtful. Even the most beautiful and badass women need to have someone tell them what's true about them. You are beautiful Sara, inside and out. I'm glad I get to see that."

Tears filled Sara's eyes as she kissed him. Breaking the kiss, she buried her head in his chest and began to cry. Not loud and wailing, but rather a quiet mourning. Andy just held her, kissing her head, and repeatedly telling her how beautiful she was. After a time, her crying stopped, and she looked up at Andy. He wiped her tears away, kissed her, and said, "I'd be honored if such a beautiful woman would sleep with me tonight. Sara, please come to my bed?"

She shook her head yes, and Andy reached around her to turn the water off. They dried off, and went back to Andy's bed. With his help, Sara removed Eden's silk stockings, put her lingerie away, and got her awake enough to put on her usual pajama combo. They scooted her over, and then joined her in the bed. More kissing with Sara followed, until Andy spoke, "What time do you think Dr. Adams will be here in the morning?"

"I'm not sure. I know your grandfather and your sister are coming at noon. Why?"

"Well, that means the Judge will be here at 1100. If we keep kissing, we're going to end up washing each other off in the bathroom again. I really want to make you cum again, but we probably need to go to sleep. I'm not sure you and I making love when the doctor gets here would be a welcome thing. Good night, Sara."

"Mmm. Good night lover," she cooed to him.

Sara fell asleep immediately, and Eden soon rolled over to put her arm around him. Andy's mind was going 200 miles an hour: thoughts of his family, and now Eden and Sara beat about his weary intellect. Though he was not aware of it at the moment, Praja Reju did not come unbidden into his mind. After a time though, he did surrender to sleep.

Andy fell asleep that night wrapped in the arms of two beautiful women. Never in a million years would he have guessed this, particularly when he laid his head down 24-hours ago in his grandparent's Boston home.

That night, Andy had a strange, but highly erotic dream. He was lying in bed, when an unknown woman began to pleasure him orally. He tried to open his eyes to see who it was, but for the life of him, his eyes would not open. Feeling her hair and then her breasts, he thought it might be Praja, but the hair was all wrong. Then, he felt a second woman begin to kiss him. The first woman mounted him and he placed his hands on her huge breasts. Again, was he dreaming about Praja? The second woman began alternating kisses with whispering in his ear. This was not Praja's voice, nor Heather's. Andy sensed that the first woman had gotten off of him, and was lying on her back next to him. The voice of woman #2 told him to get between the first woman's legs and "make love to her. Make her feel special." At this point, Andy could open his eyes and see some things. As he slowly pumped in and out of the first woman, the second woman began kissing her, and then sucking on her huge tits. Woman number one soon exploded, her pussy spasming to try to milk Andy's seed out of him. He pulled out, and covered her abdomen with his cum. Girl #2, began fingering herself, and after Andy kissed the first girl, he moved over, got between her legs and began eating her out. She climaxed as well, leaving his face covered in her juices. He had no clue as to the identity of either woman. He had no recollection of anything that happened after that. His strange dream was over.

Andy awoke the next morning faintly aware of the Brahms Cello Concertos playing downstairs. "What the hell?" he thought. He was lying on his left side, with his right arm around Eden who was spooned up against him - his right hand firmly gripping her lovely right breast. As he moved back slightly, he felt Sara's arm around him, and her enormous bust pushed against his back. Now the smell of coffee greeted his nostrils, along with bacon. Definitely bacon. Slowly, he extricated himself from the lovely mass of humanity that had congregated in his bed. He found his sleep pants, threw on a tank top and a robe and padded down the mezzanine stairs.

Dr. Gloria Adams stood in the galley warming kitchen pushing down the plunger on Andy's French Press. "Dammit," his inner Gunnery Sargent was screaming at him. "The shit is about to hit the fan."

"Good morning Andy," she said, smiling warmly.

Andy knew he should speak, but no words came out of his mouth. No doubt the Provost has stuck her head in on the mezzanine, and seen the Andy sandwich that was in his bed. While he was the only one naked, they were still in his bed. Together. He had been on the receiving end of some epic ass-chewings. That was life in the Corps. He had even given a few out himself. Never, however, had such a genuinely warm greeting preceded said ass-chewing. He was puzzled to say the least. He did know, however, that he needed to relieve himself badly. He pointed to the bathroom, and she shook her head yes. In three minutes, Andy had done his morning business, showered, dressed, and rejoined the Provost bright and proper. He reluctantly returned to face the one-woman firing squad in the warming kitchen.

"Wow! That was fast. I hope Brahms is appropriate for the morning. I just about went with Ella Fitzgerald, but the cello concertos seemed a better choice. You have a wonderful record collection, by the way. Would you care for some of this amazing coffee?"

Again, he tried to speak, but could only nod his head. He accepted the offered cup. She motioned to the round pub table near the warming kitchen.

"Andy, let's talk and clear the air. First, I'm glad to see you up and about. You gave all of us quite a scare," she paused and smiled at him. "I wish I could take a picture of your face right now. The shock and shame do you credit -- but you have nothing to be ashamed of. One of the things we tell parents on orientation weekend is that their students are now adults. Granted, they're not very good at being adults yet, but they are adults and we will treat them as such. Finding three, consenting adults piled into a bed is none of my business as Provost. As a mom, all I can say is that I trust Eden and Sara. No one gets those two women to do something they don't want to do. In fact, I fear they probably gave you the full sex kitten routine yesterday. I stopped in to see you, and they were hardly dressed and quite pleased to prance themselves about - I'm sure for your benefit. But as I said, you're all adults."

Finally, Andy's mouth worked. "Yes ma'am."

"Here's what you don't know Andy. Sara and Eden light up when they talk about you. They had both become somewhat sullen and calloused due to their experiences here at Colton, I'm afraid. After they called to tell us of your difficulties, I saw a vulnerability and a caring neither Sean and I had seen in Eden for quite some time. Plus, I'm a big enough woman to appreciate the irony of this situation: I sent you here to look after them, and instead they're looking after you. My daughter has never spoken of a young man the way she speaks of you. She can't stop smiling when you're mentioned." At this point, Dr. Adams leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek. "Sean and I can't thank you enough, Andy. The lovely girl we raised is back, and glowing as a young woman thanks in part to a particular young man. We mean that. Again, you're adults and we'll trust you to figure it out. But as a mom, I have to say that the two of you would give us some wonderfully lovely grandchildren." She paused, grinning from ear to ear, "And yet again, please keep that between the two of us."

She grabbed both his hands, and looked him straight in the eyes, "I'm glad we had this talk. Happy hunting Sargent DeGroat, but she's an elusive she-tiger I'm afraid."

The Provost stood up from the café table. "Now, I brought breakfast from the dining commons. Our chef is top-notch. Did you know she began her training in the Coast Guard, before she went on to the Culinary Institute of America? There are blueberry muffins, eggs, bacon, sausage, some gravy and hash browns, and of course, you supplied the wonderful coffee. I have to get to my office. Please tell Eden to call her mother when she gets up."

She kissed him on the cheek again, grabbed her purse, and walked out the door. Andy sat there absolutely stunned.

Andy heard a voice from the mezzanine, and he turned to see a mortified Eden, looking absolutely lovely, but mortified.

"Andy, what the HELL? Was that my -- my - mother?" there was no hiding the horror, the abject mortification on her face.

"No, it was not. That was the Provost of Colton College checking in on a distressed student, and expressing her appreciation to his roommates for taking such good care of him. Eden, she brought bacon. No way you can be mad at a woman who brings you bacon. It's un- American, and I find, physically impossible. You should remember that as you try to land a man in your life," he said with his voice dripping sarcasm.

Looking up to the top of the stairs, Andy saw a beautiful, fully possessed woman with her hands on her hips. "Andy DeGroat, I love you. You blew my mind last light. You are a beautiful man, smart, and an amazing lover. I will, however, kick your ass -- Marine Corps BTFU'er or not. Do not mess with me before I've even had a cup of coffee."

"Will the two of you shut up!" screamed Sara, still laying in bed. "Eden, go downstairs and have breakfast with our boyfriend. When you're done, take him to the shower and blow him, then let him eat your non-virgin snatch again and take you in the shower. Maybe, by then, I'll want to get up. Until then, you need to drink a can of shut the hell up! And, I love you both. Have fun."

A fully awake Eden walked down the wide stair case. "Damn," thought Andy, "she really is gorgeous." As she passed him, she held up her hand. "Andy, I love you, but I need to use the ladies' room. When I get back, you will tell me every single word my mother said to you -- no exceptions. We will eat breakfast, and then we will go to the showers and you will pleasure me."

With these last words, she disappeared through the bathroom door, and Andy moved to grab a plate and some breakfast. A few minutes later, Eden came out of the bathroom, with her hair brushed and a wide smile on her face. She came over to him and kissed him, "Good morning lover."

"Good morning. If you'd like to set down, I'd gladly get you some coffee and breakfast."

"Andy, you spoil me. However, and you will hate me for this, I take cream and sugar in my coffee. If you can live with yourself for besmirching your manly coffee, I would love some breakfast. Thank you."

Eden sat down, Andy got her a plate, asking what breakfast foods she wanted, brought it over, and sat down next to her.

"I'm sorry it's not the roses I had for you at the boathouse," said Andy quietly.

"Roses? You got me roses?" she asked incredulously. She had taken a bite of bacon, and was looking both ridiculous and cute as she stared at him with her mouth half open.

"Yup, you and Sara both have a dozen roses at the boathouse. There's also a now almost frozen bottle of champagne next to the bed and three unused glasses."

Andy looked over at Eden, and tears had filled her eyes.

"Hey, whoa! I didn't offend you, did I?" Andy asked anxiously.

Eden looked at him, and could only shake her head vigorously. She hugged him, and after several minutes of embrace, she sniffled, and whispered to him, "I love you Andy DeGroat. You don't have to say anything back to me or Sara, 'cause we know that Praja girl is still in your head. No man, outside of my dad, has ever given me flowers. Ever. My lame-ass prom date said he forgot my corsage, almost came in my mouth when I blew him, would not go down on me, and then got freaked out at my fantastically beautiful tits. He acted like a kindergartener when I would not let him have sex with me, and talked non-stop shit about me after that. Not you, Andy. You are wonderful. Please finish your breakfast, because I really do want you to have me in the shower. After that, let's go get our flowers."

"Eden, you're amazing. I wish I could tell you that I love you, but you're right, Praja is in my head. But, please know she's engaged, so I gotta move on from that -- from her. I know this, I love waking up with you. I've never actually spent the night with a woman before. I love eating breakfast with you. I even love your mom having the weirdest conversation I've ever had with a girl's mom in my life. Please be patient, lady."

"Andy, you're worth waiting for; but please know this: Sara and I are worth a guy making up his mind. My mom and dad told us all the time: they stayed married because they decided that's what they were going to do. My dad even told us, 'Somedays I don't particularly like your mother, but I made my mind up a long time ago that I would love her for the rest of our lives.' That's what I want, Andy DeGroat. I'd love to have that with you, but know that I won't settle for anything less."

"Nor should you."

Andy paused thoughtfully, "But what about Sara? If we profess that kind of love for one another, what does that do to her? By the way, she and I made love in the bathroom after you pretty much passed out on me."

"Oh, I know. And it's very sweet of you to tell me. But damn you, sweet man! We'd figure it out. I know this, we won't let you or any other guy come between us. I'd share you with her, after a fashion. We're dating, but you get a hall pass with Sara. I'm not sure what that would mean, but we'd work through it."

"Well then, I wish to suggest amending our plans this morning. Finish your breakfast, grab your clothes, and let's head to the boathouse. I'd like to make long, slow love to my amazing girlfriend this morning. We'd have couple of hours before we'd need to get back here to meet the Judge and Ellen."

Eden stopped chewing, looking at him thoughtfully. After a long pause, she spoke, "Andy, when we meet them, please don't introduce me as your girlfriend. This has gone so fast that I hardly believe it myself. I just know where I am with you, but I'm not ready to try to explain it to anyone other than Sara. I really want to make a good impression on them, especially Ellen. When Elise brought her boyfriend -- now husband - Mark home, Evie and I had our 'sister radar' on high. I'm stunned the poor guy didn't run away. We love him now, but we didn't make life easy on him, I'm ashamed to say. I don't want Ellen focused on anything other than her older brother."