Merrill and Jacob Ch. 12

One Friday night, Merrill and Ashley were flying to Buffalo, to see her family. While they were airborne, Jake got a phone call. It was Amy. Amy, Jenna and Heather were all at Amy's home. The three, at that moment, were all on very good terms, and they enjoyed a girls' night in. Amy wanted to get drunk. Jenna had become accustomed to alcohol at Duke, and Amy allowed her daughter and niece to drink. All three were now drunk.

Amy had broken up with her boyfriend. She felt lonely without a man, and rather desolate without sex. The three were watching a movie. They offered raunchy assessments of the sex scenes, and sized up the men like they were sides of beef. The male lead was unanimously hailed as hot. Amy said, "He's got a great ass, but not as great as Jake Taggert's ass!"

Her two teenagers were shocked and amused to hear her talk so. Jenna said, "Aunt Amy, he's our neighbor, and he's married."

Amy slurred, "I don't care. I like his ass."

Heather said, "You're right. Jake is hot, hotter than any guy in this movie."

Jenna said, "I wish Jake was here, so we could all watch him walk around, naked."

Amy slurred, "Hey, good idea! Gimme my phone...." Heather and Jenna watched in stunned amusement as Amy dialed. She said, "Jake, you ssstud, what are you doing tonight?"

Jake said, "Amy! Is that you? You sound drunk."

Amy said, "I am not drunk, yet. Why don't you come over here and show us your tight asssssss?"

"Are you at home, Amy? Who's there with you?"

Amy said, "Juss my daughter, and my niece. I forget their names. Ha, ha! Come over here, and we'll show you a good time!"

Jake thought quickly. If what Amy said was true, this could be one of the best nights of his life. If it were untrue, he could pass off his presence, there, as a caring check on Amy's welfare. He never did anything like this without Merrill's blessing, but she was airborne, and out of communication. He made the command decision to go to Amy's, and take advantage of the situation, as best he could. If he degraded Amy, Merrill would be sure to approve.

He said, "I'm worried about you, Amy. I'm coming over." Before he left, he got the bottle of lubricant from the end table, and put it in his pocket. He arrived at Amy's door within a minute. He could hear female voices, and a very loud television. He rang the doorbell, and someone yelled, "Come in, Jakie!"

Jake walked into a pathetic scene. Three drunk women. Amy was in the worst shape, seemingly unable to get off the sofa. Jenna got up to greet him. Her eyes were wide and bright, and she bore an unfamiliar smile. She asked, "Can I get you a beer, Uncle Jake?" Heather and Amy laughed at "Uncle Jake."

"No, thank you, Jenna. I can get you a drink, though, if you like."

Amy was drinking wine, and Jake thought she'd already had enough. Jenna and Heather were drinking beer, and looked like they still might have some inhibitions remaining. Jake went to the refrigerator, and came back with two cold beers. He opened them both, and handed them to the girls. Amy waved her wine glass at the television, and said, "Lookit that guy, Jake. You are hotter'n him. Take off your shirt, so we can see!"

The teenagers voiced their enthusiasm, so Jake peeled off his t-shirt, in his sexiest male stripper way. His washboard abs were his most striking feature. The three women cheered and hooted. Heather climbed to her feet, approached Jake, and leaned heavily against him. She asked, "What do you want to do, Jakie?" Jake walked into the kitchen, supporting Heather all the way.

When they had some privacy, he said, "I want you, tonight, Heather, but what about your cousin and mother? How can I get you alone?" Heather stared at him, dumbly. He said, "Why don't you ask me to help you to bed, so you can sleep it off? I'll find a way to join you there." She nodded, and he all but carried her back to her seat in the living room.

Heather was not a good actress, certainly not while drunk. Without waiting even a few moments, she announced, "I need to go to bed. Can Jakie help me?"

Amy said, "Help 'er, Jakie. She can't hold 'er liquor. Ha!" Jake picked up Heather, and carried her to her room. It was luridly decorated, mostly with posters of teen heartthrobs. Seeing it made Jake aware of how immature Heather was. On the other hand, he hadn't corrupted her. He had not taken her virginity, and he had not gotten her drunk.

He stood her up, and worked to strip her of her skimpy clothing. She helped a little. He copped a couple of feels, and lay her in bed. He said, "Heather, stay here. I'll come back in a few minutes." I'll come back to screw you. She seemed to understand, and he returned to the living room.

Jenna announced, "He's back, and he still has his shorts on. We were worried about what was going on back there, Jake."

"Nothing illegal, I assure you." Jake got himself a beer. He only took a few sips. He took the beer only so he could appear to be in concert with Jenna. He encouraged her to drink more. He toasted her several times, and told her to "drink up" several times. Two beers later, she seemed pretty out of it. He stood, and said, "Please excuse me, ladies. I am going to the bathroom." They didn't seem to notice his departure. He actually did have to urinate. He did that, quickly, and then crossed the hall to Heather's room.

Jake was surprised to find Heather awake. She welcomed him in, lying atop her bed, nude, just as he had left her. He took the lube out of his pocket, stripped off his shorts, and kicked off his sandals. He lubed up his cock, and climbed into the bed, next to Heather. They kissed several times. Jake lubricated her pussy with his hand. He got some lube into her vagina, swirling his finger around like a swizzle stick. He rubbed her clit, briefly.

Jake parted Heather's knees, climbed between them, and mounted her. He carefully placed the tip of his cock to her vaginal opening, and slid his cock in. Heather didn't react. He kept up the pressure, feeling himself sliding in, against the welcome resistance of her vaginal tissues. He buried all of his cock, and started fucking the girl. Her body slid up and down the bed under the impetus of his thrusts. Jake had broken Heather in sufficiently. She was able to endure a hard fucking from him, and that was while she was sober. Now, drunk, the sex was like riding an amusement park ride, for both of them.

Jake sped up. He brought her knees high into the air, and then bent them backward, toward her armpits. With the resulting leverage, he pounded her with all he had, until semen erupted from his cock to fill all of her interior space, and then some. Grunting and humping, he drained himself into her. She never said a word. Once every droplet had left the tip of his cock, he pulled out. As he put on his shorts, he said, "Thanks, Heather. That was great. Now, get some sleep." He left.

Jake returned to the living room. Neither Amy nor Jenna questioned his long absence. He got a fresh beer for Jenna. She would be his greatest challenge this night. She was the smartest of the three, and the least drunk. Amy was a gimme. Jake sat beside Jenna, and put his arm around her shoulder. They watched the movie a bit, making snarky remarks. Amy no longer participated. She had a faraway look in her glittering eyes.

Jake asked, "How has school been?"

She said, "It's okay. I study hard. I don't date much. I don't get asked out, much, and the guys are so immature, compared to you, you know?" After a long pause, she said, "I haven't slept with any of them." He wanted to kiss her, but Amy was still awake.

Jake whispered in her ear, "I want to see you, alone."

Jenna said, "Auntie, maybe you should go to bed."

Amy answered, "Oh, no, I'm fine." She took a sip of wine, and watched the movie. Within a minute, she was asleep. Jake got up, picked Amy up, and carried her to her bedroom.

Jenna followed. She said, "I want to make sure there's no hanky-panky. Make that Jakie-panky!" Jake lay Amy on her bed. Jenna put a pillow under her aunt's head, and laid her out comfortably. When they left, Jenna led Jake straight to the guest room. They were on each other immediately, kissing, groping, dry-humping, and removing their clothing. When they were both nude, and Jenna was turning down the bed, Jake realized he had left the lubricant in Heather's room.

He said, "Get into bed, I left something in the living room." He shut the door behind him, and sneaked into Heather's room, right next door. Heather was asleep, with the lights on. He absconded with the bottle, turned off the lights, and made it back to Jenna's room. He lubed his cock. He stood by the bedside, and rubbed lubricant into Jenna's pussy. He insinuated lube into her vagina. He swirled his slick fingers over her clitoris. He smiled down at her, waiting until she was self-lubricating.

When he felt that her cunt was juicy enough, he hopped into bed. He pulled her knees up, and spread them very wide. He easily found a home for his cock head in her vagina. He pushed in. He had taken Jenna from a virgin to a durable and efficient lover, so he pushed hard. When he bottomed out, he pulled his cock all the way back out. Jenna asked, "What's wrong?" He answered her question by penetrating her again, smoothly and quickly.

He pulled completely out, and pushed completely in, numerous times. He took his time bringing on his orgasm, for he had come very recently into Jenna's cousin, in the very next room. He tired of this technique, for it was exceptionally hard work. He settled down on her, and pumped his cock rapidly, in and out. She said, "Oh, yes, Jake, I've missed this. I've missed this sooooo much!" He pumped her faster. She cried, "That's it, Jake, do it to me! I need a good fucking, Jake. Give it to me. No mercy."

Jake strove to deliver on her request. He porked her, full throttle. He perspired, and breathed heavily. His rapid-fire cock scoured Jenna's pussy relentlessly. Jenna stopped begging for more, and focused on surviving the onslaught she had brought upon herself. Suddenly, as if stricken with pain, his face contorted, and he shouted, "Yes! Yes! Yes! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!" The powerful thrusts that propelled his semen into her pussy were nearly beyond Jenna's ability to cope. He exhausted his immediate supply of seed, and pulled his erection out.

Jake kissed her twice, and excused himself, bringing his shorts and bottle with him. Jenna settled herself comfortably in bed. He turned out the lights as he left. He quietly crossed the hall to Amy's room, intent on scoring a fabulous hat trick. Amy lay in bed, on her side, wearing casual clothes. The lights were on, and her eyes were closed. She opened her eyes when he climbed into her bed. She blinked many times, and looked at him with eyes that slowly returned to comprehending what they saw.

He crawled up to her, and said, quietly, "The girls are all tucked in, and sleeping. This is our time, Amy. Let's get you undressed." Without a word, she got up to sit on the edge of her bed, and undress. He watched her back, realizing that it had been too long since he had enjoyed that curvy body. Once nude, she rolled over toward Jake, and crawled to his erection. She was intent on giving him head. He did not expect that she would be willing or able to suck him, in her condition.

Suddenly, he realized that he had not cleaned off his cock since he had fucked Jenna and Heather! He nearly panicked. He considered excusing himself to go to the bathroom, or just wiping his dick on the bedsheets, or refusing the blowjob in favor of straight sex. The point was soon moot, as she quickly licked and sucked his cock clean. She seemed not to notice anything unusual. She was not at her best when drunk, but the head was still pleasurable.

She revived his twice-baked cock well. He called off the blowjob in order to fuck her. He said, "Lay back, and relax, Amy." Amy lay on her back, knees raised, and legs spread. Jake lubricated his cock, and climbed aboard the S.S. Amy. He successfully docked his cock in her berth. He watched her big boobs sway like gelatin, while he fucked her. He was too spent for spectacular sex, but he was nevertheless having fun, and congratulating himself on his achievement that night.

Jake enjoyed the peace, the calm, the view, and the intercourse. He heard something behind him. He looked over his shoulder to see Jenna in the doorway, nude, and looking solemn. He kept banging the girl's aunt, making eye contact with the niece. Jenna left, and closed the door behind her. He returned his attention to Amy. Seeing her niece watching had turned Jake on, and he was ready to come. He banged Amy fairly hard, bringing on a tranquil orgasm. Just three squirts.

When he was completely satisfied, he climbed off of Amy, and covered her with a sheet. She closed her eyes. He turned out the light as he left. He saw that the door to Jenna's room stood open, but her bed was empty. He stole out to the living room, where he found Jenna watching TV, expressionless. He sat beside her, and waited for her to say something. After a long wait, he said, "Jenna...."

Not taking her eyes off the TV, she said, "It's okay, Jake. I suspected as much. We never had an exclusive relationship, and Aunt Amy is closer to your age, anyway. You didn't ask for monogamy, and neither did I. I figure you have done Heather, too, haven't you?"

"Yes."

"Tonight?"

"Yes."

Jenna laughed cynically, "All three of us in one night. Nice work, Jake." She astonished him by leaning over, putting her arm around his, and laying her head on his shoulder, warmly. She asked, "Don't you have to get back home to your smoking hot wife?"

"She and Ashley are in Buffalo."

"You want a blowjob?"

"Yes." Jenna slid off the couch. Jake slouched until his ass was on the edge of the sofa. She got between his knees, held his semi-erect cock in one hand, and sucked on the head. He let her go at her own pace. She pumped her head in a desultory fashion. After a while, he worked his hips slightly to run his cock in and out of her mouth a little bit. She got the hint, and started to take the process more seriously. She jacked him of with her hand, and sucked on the last three inches of his cock.

He let her go on like this for a long time. She pulled her face off of him, and licked his cock all over. Then, she took a deep breath, and resumed blowing him, as before. He said, "Look up at me." She did, and he immediately felt closer to his fourth orgasm. He commanded, "Deeper, harder, and faster." She paused briefly to change to a kneeling position, and sucked him deeper, harder, and faster. He put one hand on the back of her head.

Jake's eyes narrowed as his climax approached. His face twitched as if he had been pinched, hard. He pulled her head closer to him, and convulsed as he spurted the last drops of semen he had. She swallowed the lightest load of cum he had ever given her, and got up. She went into the kitchen, returning with two fresh beers. They watched the movie in silence. Jenna eventually began to nod. Jake stood up to leave, and Jenna said goodbye to him, locking the front door behind him.

The next day, Jake nervously expected two phone calls; one from his wife, and one from the home down the street. Merrill called at 7a.m., knowing that Jake was an early riser, like any military man. They exchanged pleasantries, and he spoke with his bubbly daughter. When Ashley gave the phone back to Merrill, Jake said, quietly, "Can we talk privately?"

"Go ahead, Ashley has already run off. I'll close the door."

Jake steeled himself, and said, "Merrill, last night, while your plane was in the air, and I couldn't consult with you, an amazing opportunity presented itself. I decided to take advantage of it, and beg for your approval, or forgiveness, later."

Merrill said, "Oh, Jacob, what have you done?"

"Amy called me, drunk as a skunk. She said she was home with Jenna and Heather, both, and that they were all getting drunk, and watching movies. She invited me over. I went, and I nailed all three, in one night." He cringed, waiting for his wife's response.

Merrill cried, "No! All three of them? You devil. Did they know that you were doing all three? Were they at least semi-conscious?"

Jake said, "They were all conscious, but very drunk. I did them each in their own rooms. Jenna found out that I had done her aunt and cousin, both. Jenna said she didn't have a problem with it. Later, we cuddled, and she blew me, so she can't be too angry."

"Well, other than the man I love burning in hell, I don't have a problem with it. I wanted you to humiliate Amy Wagner, and, boy, have you ever!"

Jake tried to calculate when Amy and her daughters would be awake after their drunk partying. He decided to call at 10 a.m., if he didn't hear from them sooner. Shortly before that time, however, the doorbell rang. Jake opened the door to see all three of them standing on his front porch. Uh-oh. He said, "Ladies, please come in." He sat them in the living room, and asked, "Anyone want the hair of the dog?"

Amy said to the girls, "That means a drink with alcohol, which is supposed to help you get over a hangover.

Heather chirped, "I'll have a hair of a dog!"

Amy retorted, "No, she won't. She doesn't even have a hangover. Jenna?"

"No, thank you, Jake."

Amy said, "I'll have a glass of wine, if you have a bottle open." Jake returned with a glass of white wine, and sodas for the girls. Amy noted, "I see that you know their favorites, Jake, and have them chilled, ready for a visit."

Jake sat down, without comment. He waited for the women to speak. Amy said, "Jake, we all know that you have slept with all three of us, including all of us, last night. You've done nothing illegal. We got drunk and invited you over, so there's no sense blaming you. We all wanted you, and got what we wanted. I still have a lot of questions, such as when and how often you had my daughter and my niece, and were either of them virgins."

Amy looked carefully toward girls when she said the "v" word. Jenna shot a look at Jake, while Heather was impassive. Amy said, "So, it looks like you took Jenna's virginity, but not Heather's. I guess that's in line with expectations." Jenna could not meet her aunt's eye, confirming Amy's conclusion.

Amy went on, "Jake, I brought the girls here so we could settle some things. Not to change the past, but to settle the future. Who will continue to have sex with Jake?" The three women looked at each other. Amy said, "If you two won't, then I will." She looked at Jake, and said, hurriedly, "Oh, of course this is all predicated on Jake's consent."

Jenna did not speak. Heather blurted, "What about me? Don't I get to?"

Amy asked, "Do you want to sleep with Jake, Heather?"

Heather now seemed uncertain, "Well, I guess. Yeah."

Amy said, "If either of you continues, I will not, and vice versa. Do either of you want him for yourself?"

Jenna said, "Not if either of you does."

Heather said, "So I can have him all to myself? Good!" She looked at Jake, salaciously.

Amy said, "If you choose to have her, Jake, you cannot get her either drunk or high. You cannot beat her, even if it's just for fun. You cannot share her with anyone. Understood?"

"Understood."

Amy said, "And, one more thing, Jake. If you don't want her, I'll take you, if you want me."

Jake didn't want Amy, primarily because she was so similar to his wife, in the physical and sexual sense. Heather was a contrast. Jake said, "So, it's settled. I can bone Heather. However, I have one condition of my own. I can do her at your house, if I so choose."

"Ewww!" said Jenna.

Amy said, derisively, "Oh, grow up, Jenna!" She turned to Jake, and said, "Thank you, Jake. Let's go, girls."

Heather protested, "What if I want to stay?"

Jake said, "It would mean a lot to me for you to see how I interact with Heather, Amy. It would put my mind at ease, and yours, too, I suspect."