Just Leave Me

I stuck my tongue out at her. She pinched it in her fingers and pulled. "Ouch! Just for that, you get a treatment."

I tumbled us to the floor and pulled her pussy to my mouth. My tongue stabbed as deeply inside as I could get.

"Oh, you are so bad. Don't stop." I didn't and she came soon after.

I told her to stay where she was and collected scissors and a towel. I sat with my legs under hers, facing the mat of pubic hair. "Young lady, you need some serious grooming down here."

"Alex! You be careful. Please don't take it all off. I did that one time and it was awful growing back."

"Yes, it's like men's shaving. You can't keep starting and stopping." I snipped away, combing with my fingers through the wiry mess.

"What did you think, the night you cleaned me up and found that jungle?"

"I thought it was very unusual and I should get to work and make sure it got super clean. Your bottom wasn't the sweetest at that moment."

"Were you surprised when Susan said I didn't have HIV or STD's?"

We stared at each other. Not time for lies, I thought. "Yes, I was. And very relieved. You were in such tough shape, I didn't think you needed that too."

I continued snipping away. Finally, her woman parts were showing. She was pretty. Generous outer lips, tight inner ones. A tidy bump where her clit was hiding.

I sat back. "Ok?"

"You're thinking it would be sexier if it was all gone?"

"I'm thinking some day you may want to be in a bikini some place where it matters that your hair doesn't show."

"What if we go some place where I don't wear a suit and it doesn't matter if I am shaved?"

I laughed and pulled her up and kissed her and tickled her. She cuddled into me and put my hand between her legs. "Rub me there, I'm all horny again and it's your fault."

We kissed and made out. She had a soft gentle orgasm and slept in my arms.

Chapter 3 - Grace Becomes a Person Again

"I shouldn't be sleeping so much."

"You should be sleeping as much as your body wants. Let's go do that errand at the college. Then I know a good soup and salad place and after that we can look for a car for you."

"You are spending too much on me."

"We are not running low yet. You can't depend on the lousy public transit around here to get to school."

"I have to be a person again, to have a driver's license. I willed myself out of existence and now I have to will myself back." She smiled a small, sad smile at me.

"Any chance of laying hands on a birth certificate?"

"I suppose. Bangor, Maine. September 10th, 1988. My dad was a state forester for a while. Before he got seriously into booze and killed himself with it. That's one reason why I made you beat me."

"Is your mother alive?"

"I don't know. We never got on. There are two older brothers somewhere. I was the caboose, the runt she didn't want. When my dad died, I knew it would go from bad to worse at home and left. I don't have any connection to my brothers either."

"Let's go online and see what we can find about the birth certificate."

Fifteen minutes later, we found a listing and a number to call about duplicate certificates. I gave her the phone and with the help of my credit card, she ordered one to be sent to the apartment, special delivery.

The next days passed quickly. Watching Grace blossom into a competent adult was amazing. Susan came for the weekend and we had great threeway sex on the floor. And spent time lazing around naked with each other like puppies. My cock never had such a workout. Saturday morning, Susan crawled into my arms and said she was taking Grace to buy some party clothes and we needed to go dancing with her somewhere. For once, I had an afternoon concert and would be home in time for dinner and dancing.

Almost everything went wrong with the gear at the concert, so I was grumpy when I got to the apartment. Grace followed me into the bathroom and I vented my unhappiness on her. She maneuvered me into the shower and gave me the clinging vine treatment, full of "Oh Alex" sighs and moans. Susan heard us and came in to see what was happening. Grace told her I was in a black depression and needed cheering up. Before I knew it, they were both on their knees under the hot water, sucking on me. I was badly tempted but pulled them up and said sex was for later. But got cheap thrills soaping the fine taut bodies and toweling them down. I was even allowed to sit on the floor and apply lotion and lick my fingers from rubbing their sex until they screamed and ran in the other room.

The party outfits were great. Just short of slutty. After a late dinner, I took them to a club where I knew the manager and we mingled with a hot non-druggy crowd to great tunes. Neither one of them was an accomplished dancer, but neither was I. We had fun and they even danced with a couple of guys who asked.

I was at the bar getting drinks when a hand grabbed my shoulder, "Hey, stranger!" It was Leslie Fisher, one of my fellow sound techs. She was all woman and wearing an incredible flame red wrap dress that showcased her big boobs and dancer's legs. Behind her was long time boyfriend Juan Mercado. I kissed Leslie and shook hands with Juan enthusiastically. Over their backs, I could see Susan and Grace looking at us curiously. I had a sudden inspiration and said to Leslie, "I have some new girlfriends with me and want to give them something to think about. What about a giant hug and lover's kiss?"

Leslie was a known terrible tease and did the mash bit up proud. My women were not pleased and rose to walk over with big frowns. Juan was smiling as he watched this. "Alex, you are in trouble."

With an arm around Leslie, I made introductions. Still very dark looks focused on my arm inches from truly large breasts. I said to Leslie, "Please tell them what you do for a living." I stood back and she gathered them in, pressing their heads to her bosum and whispering in their ears, "I am a big band sound tech, like Alex!"

With a big smile, she added, "He never hit on me and I never slept with him. But he is all man. Is he keeping you happy?"

Another addition, as they seemed dazed, "My boyfriend, Juan, is the martial arts champion of Puerto Rico! Maybe you should meet his brothers?"

That got smiles back on everyone and we sat with them for a while. Juan danced with both of my women and whispered compliments. Leslie told me I was lucky to have such nice friends and I squeezed her hand, thinking that Juan had fine company himself.

As we drove home, I asked, "What about those tits."

Susan was in back and screamed, "I knew you would say that! I think maybe your benefits are suspended. Grace and I will deal with our needs by ourselves!"

I was meek when we entered the apartment. Susan gave me a hip, and exclaimed, "Grace, help me out of this dress. He has to be punished for looking at that big titted wonder, even if she is a sound tech."

In a minute, the three of us were wrestling on the floor, with vile oaths being exchanged. My mouth and teeth were all over their chests. Finally, out of breath, I got them each over a thigh and said, "I am so happy with you both!"

They looked at each other and said, "What is he happy about?"

"Leslie and I are very old friends in the business, but we have never had a thing for each other. So I was putting on that show to see what you would do." They were wiggling around on me and getting wet on my legs.

"So, you are pleased that we got green with jealousy and beat on you?"

"Well?"

Susan put her head down on me and said, "We should have nothing to do with him. For weeks. That was a nasty trick."

Grace repeated, "A nasty trick."

"I apologize and give you free beating privileges."

They were giggling and wiggling. I was trying to decide between fucking and sleeping when Grace pulled up the blanket and gave me her warm backside. Sleep won.

The sun was shining on me, but they were in the kitchen and I could hear conversation. It didn't seem like I was getting morning sex either.

I was dressed and still drying my hair as I walked into the kitchen. A hot cup of coffee waited.

"We have plans for you."

Silence and tough looks. "We are making a lunch, then going to a sports store to get Grace hiking shorts and boots, and we are going out to the eastside canal trail for the day. It's too nice to be inside."

They made me carry the pack and go last, knowing I would be perving on their muscular rumps striding along.

The new Grace was loving it and having no trouble keeping up. After an hour, we turned uphill toward a bluff in the distance. Susan said, "Lunch up there."

They chatted girl talk and I went over my next work assignments. I would need help with several of them. Actually, with help, I could accept some of the clients I had been turning down. Hmmm. Lovers and workers. Was that a combination Grace and I would like, with company from Susan when she was free?

I put the pack on my knee and handed out sandwiches and fruit and opened the lemonade. Susan pullled my hair and said, "That was a good joke last night but we didn't think it was funny. You are not allowed to play with our emotions. I am your sister and Grace is your new girlfriend and we deserve better treatment."

Oh boy, Alex, you blew that one. I waited a minute and said, "I am sorry. I got carried away and did a dumb male thing. Especially the part about big tits."

They repeated, "Dumb male thing. Especially the part about big tits."

"If you are on your best behavior, we will let you out of the doghouse. And we have news about the big tits."

I looked up in surprise. They were grinning. "While you were in the men's room, Leslie said we could work a gig with her and she would show us tricks of the trade. That's what she called them. And we don't have to dress up like men!"

I put my head down and moaned and cried. "Oh no, my apprentices stolen!"

They cuffed me back and forth, mumbling about getting what I deserved. "It gets better. We are invited to their house in the country for barbeque dinner. We have to bring the wine and the meat."

I remembered there was a pool. "And a swim?"

"Yes. She said no suits allowed. Grace is worried about not being bare like I am."

I hugged them and asked if I was out of the doghouse. Grace was working on equality in the beating department and cuffed me soundly. "Maybe. You are on probation for the rest of the day. You keep your hands and your eyes off those tits." More grins.

My head was down. "Oh god, this is terrible. Those are world class tits!"

"You think we don't know that? This is your test. You have been mouthing off about only chasing girls with small tits. Today, you get to demonstrate!"

We got back to the car at three, and decided to head out to Juan and Leslie's place after finding a market.

I hadn't been to their home before but the directions the girls had from Leslie got us there with no wrong turns.

It was a warm afternoon and the welcome was warm too. The two of them had found an eighty acre farm six years ago that was abandoned by its owners, who moved to town when their health failed.

As Juan walked us around, Leslie provided commentary about how she earned the money but Juan did all the work, stayed in shape, and occasionally won a match with prize money. The renovations were meticulous and beautifully understated. In a hollow out back, under very tall oaks, was a tiled pool. Leslie showed Susan and Grace a pool house to change in and said we would be right back. I told them I needed a few minutes to bring in the wine and meat. Juan said he had to start the grill and left Leslie and me with kitchen work.

I said, urgently, "I am in big trouble with my women. I've been trying to help them be less self-conscious about their non-existent boobs. I even said I only chase girls with small tits. Then they saw you and me in a clinch last night and say I have been lying. At lunch, they told me I was not to touch or look at your tits tonight!"

"Oh god, Alex," she laughed, "you guys do get yourselves in trouble over tits!"

"So I am supposed to not get upset that you are ignoring my glorious body in the pool?" She laughed at that, and said, "I'm going to go over to them and offer to trade these."

"They like to wrestle."

"Oh, better yet. I'll swat them with one."

Juan came in and wondered what was going on. She hugged him and said, "Honey, he is in big trouble with his women for admiring my big tits."

Juan laughed and said to me, "Alex, when I first brought Leslie home to see Mama, she said 'Why you find white girl with big melons? You don't like Latina boobs?' "

We all laughed again and went to the pool. Grace and Susan were lazily swimming back and forth. Leslie dropped her clothes on a chair and dove in. Juan stood next to me and said, "Look at that body. Before I met Leslie, I never had a girl who could keep up with me. She gets me in bed and sits on me and threatens to smother me if I don't behave. She gets her legs around my middle and uses those thighs. I made a mistake and took her to the gym. Look at the back and the ass on her."

Leslie had Grace and Susan in her arms, whispering and molesting them. We could hear, "Go ahead, I want to see you suck on them," and dove side by side to get a close up of the action.

Grace and Susan jumped a mile when they felt Juan and me against their backs as they bent over to sample Leslie's teats.

Leslie said to Susan, "Don't mind him, he knows I'll beat him if he gets fresh with you. But you should let him feel those tits. He needs to learn how the other half lives. You know, these things are high maintenance. The bras are expensive, my back gets sore, there are mammograms all the time, and I have trouble getting the guys to pay attention to their work on the job."

Juan was definitely being fresh with Susan and she was smiling about it. He whispered sweet things to her as his fingers pushed and pulled. His hips came up against her and she flinched. "Leslie," she shouted, "his big thing is between my legs!"

This gave me an opening to get my big thing between Grace's legs. She moaned and said, "You are bad, both of you."

Leslie reached down and got the tips of Juan and me in her fingers, pulling us out from the front of Grace and Susan's thighs. She let go and leaned back against the pool side. "I don't see any problems here that couldn't be solved by a good fuck. Guys, just move them on down to the shallow end."

The flat chested ones complained that this wasn't funny any more. Juan looked at me and I mouthed,"Go ahead, she needs it."

Leslie followed, rubbing and pinching and encouraging the women. "You'll like this. They have nice cocks. I may need them myself. She helped bend Susan down over the edge and used her hand to open my sister's sex so Juan's big cock just slipped right in. I was moments behind into Grace. They moaned and cried and said, "No, you can't."

Leslie was having none of that, kissing their necks, rubbing their nipples., pulling hair. Juan and I were busy worming this way and that.

It worked. We got two orgasms almost simultaneously. Good long, shaking orgasms.

We let them up and they clung to each other, moaning, but turned and smiled and said, loudly, "How did you good for nothing bastards know what we needed was a good fuck?"

Juan and I looked at each other, wide eyed and laughing. Leslie inserted herself in the middle and said, "Alex, get a picture of your women with me. If we could just redistribute some of this tit flesh, you and Juan would have three very ordinary sets of tits. Isn't variety the spice of life?"

After I got several great shots, she reached out and pulled Juan to her, grabbing his ass and taking his tool right into her in front of Grace and Susan. Leslie called him names and he swore at her in Spanish. She wrapped her arms around him and wailed out a fine long come as he obviously filled her with final hard thrusts.

Releasing Juan and grabbing her new women friends, Leslie said, "Now that's what I call a good swim! You guys get busy with the meat while we go clean up."

The car was quiet as we drove back to town. Grace said to Susan, "Maybe we should let him off the hook and declare a truce in the tit wars."

"We better, I guess. If he sends Leslie after us again, no telling what will happen." They laughed and giggled.

At the apartment, we were in the nest in minutes, tired from all the day's action. I massaged their necks and shoulders and told them I loved them. They buried their heads in pillows and made approving noises.

In the morning, Grace went to do the coffee and Susan climbed on me."God, Alex, that was such a shock when he just drove his cock into me. I thought Leslie had warned him off but she didn't mean a word of it."

"He gave you a great climax."

"That was a shock too. You are the only guy I've been orgasmic with, and there I was, shaking like a leaf."

"Any regrets?"

"No! With her there, egging us on, and the two of you with your fine cocks buried, it was almost like a family picnic." She added, "A very special picnic," and laughed. Grace came with the coffee and said, "Yes, that was certainly a memorable picnic."

I kissed them on the cheek and said, "And the chest battles are really over?" They leaned on me and put my hands on their bare chests. "You have to keep liking them, and telling us how sexy and feminine we look."

"And taking us dancing once in a while, so we can show off our assets."

"Yes, show off our assets."

I sipped my coffee and said, "Can we talk about work?

Susan pulled Grace up. "We do not talk about work without clothes!"

Grace decided eggs and whole wheat toast were also necessary to a work discussion. I sat at the kitchen counter with them, feeling pampered.

"Ok. I've been turning down work because I couldn't handle it myself and had no helpers. Now I've got two good helpers, one of whom has limited availability. Should we take on more work, assuming you want to be serious about learning this business and all the great, crazy people involved in it?"

"You treat your help decently? Pay union scale? Get us on a health plan? Don't make crude sexist jokes when we are around? Pay for attractive work clothes?"

I put my head down and moaned, "I knew this wouldn't work. Did that darn Leslie put you up to all these conditions?"

They pulled my hair and said, "Well, she does have some horror stories about when she started out."

I moaned again, "You've already got control of my social life, and my sex life, you might as well have everything!"

Susan wrapped herself around my head and said, "Alex, we don't want everything, just almost everything. It's ok if you keep that giant cock, as long as you agree to use it on us."

I sat up, turned around, and said, "I'm writing that down for when we go to court. 'He gets to keep his cock!' "

Then I mumbled in their ears, "Those are all good conditions. Do we have a deal?"

They high fived and kissed me and we went to my Sunday concert, working as a team.

Grace and I woke up tangled in the sheet and each other. She kissed me and said, "We have to talk."

"After coffee," which I went to make. She followed, throwing on town clothes. "My first class is this morning. Do I look like a student?"

I gathered her into my arms. She was shivering and said, "This is big step for someone like me."

I held her face and delicately kissed her lips. "Go Grace."

"What I wanted to tell you is I have good news and bad news. The good news is I have my period for the first time in many months. My body must like you. The bad news is that we have been fucking like rabbits, and you are going to knock me up if we aren't more careful."

She looked at me with a smile that was tentative, waiting for my reaction. The rush of emotion almost drowned me. I pulled her close and whispered, "We don't need a baby just now, but I would so like to take care of a pregnant Grace."