Mike & Karen Ch. 33

This sucks, he thought to himself miserably as he heard the partying going on around him. He even felt a girl, no doubt Remington, giving him a lap dance. I wanted to be a philosopher-prince, and I'm just a sleeper...

He'd simply have to trust that Gordon wouldn't let anyone draw dicks on his face with permanent marker.

***

Dunsany Lounge, the present...

Everyone who had never heard the story before was weeping tears of laughter at this point. Alexa stayed just long enough to hear the story again before leaving, cackling gaily. It never ceased to amuse her. Val had turned away to face into a corner, her body shaking as she laughed, unable to keep it in. She almost spilled the martini she was making.

Mike sat stoically on the large love seat next to his wife, waiting for the jollity to arrest itself. She was cuddling into him and nuzzling against his arm, even if she couldn't help giggling. It never changed.

"Oh, cor blimey," Jenny gasped, her hand against her breast while she tried to catch her breath. She looked across the space at Mike, her eyes shining with mirth. "I cannot believe it, sir, the very first indication I have ever had that you might actually be mortal. I was not expecting that at all!"

"The mighty and indestructible Michael DeBourne, brought low by a simple bud," Lisa cackled, almost as red as her hair from laughing. "Where conventional weaponry and nuclear bombs fail, sativa to the rescue!"

"I must say, that is one of the better laughs I have enjoyed of late," Millie said, finally composing herself. "So do all strains affect you the same way, good sir?"

"Everything we have ever tried on him," Karen answered, not waiting for Mike to speak on his own behalf. "Indica, sativa, hybrids, commercial, homegrown... he has the immune system of a herd of bull elephants, and is harder to drop than a stone rhino. But one little, crystal-covered plant..."

"On the plus side, if you ever need to make him sleep," Jenny suggested, winking at Karen now.

"I have been known to accidentally give him edibles with a very strong butter factor when it is time to put down the textbook and come to bed but he is being stubborn," Karen replied, smirking at her long-suffering husband.

"How long was he out that first time?" Millie queried, enjoying her Jura wine.

"Almost twelve hours," Karen laughed, remembering the incident fondly. "Lisa and I had to sleep on her double bed, since there was no way we were getting him back to his own room by conventional means."

"Don't feel so bad, Mongo," Lisa teased, making kissy faces at him. "At least you're only a sleeper. Could've been worse, you could've been a tweaker, like my cousin Shmooey."

"I dread the thought of Michael as a tweak," Karen sighed, shaking her head while the others laughed. "Can you imagine him paranoid and jumping at everything?"

"Did you take pictures after the kiddies left?" Jenny asked in delight, looking at Mona, Janet, and Lisa now, the likely culprits if this had happened.

"Hell yeah!" Janet crowed, passing the bong named Kandy to Mona. "I had to get my revenge for him nearly ripping my tit off with that stupid magnet, didn't I? We pulled back the cover he was sleeping under and took lots of nudie pics with him. Even Princess got involved."

"Oh, please show us!" Jenny, Millie, and Ashley all said eagerly, leaning forward in excitement, while Mike sighed and rolled his eyes for effect. "Please!"

Karen was tittering mischievously as she walked over to a credenza where she kept a little strongbox full of pictures...

***

Dinner, maybe an hour later...

"Delightful, of course," Jenny remarked as she pushed a morsel of ahi onto the back of her fork's tines and put it into her mouth. Millie did the same, as did Mike and Karen. Millie had never had the pleasure of dining with Her Majesty, but she knew how to eat as if she was at Buck House. "Seared to perfection."

"Thank you, Lady Greymoor," Theresa said cheerfully as she made sure there was enough lemon-garlic aioli for everyone's asparagus. Served with a side of zucchini rice, it was proving a popular meal, and she was very proud of herself. "Glad I got it right."

"I can't believe Nanu fell asleep and is missing out," Becky remarked, eating more of her asparagus. "But she went into the compassion greenhouse, and the atmosphere did her in. She'll be ravenous when she wakes up, for sure."

"I assume the staff got the same today?" Karen asked as she ate some of her ahi.

"Oh yes," the chef answered. "Although they're total Huns about it where their manners are concerned, mind. The occasional grunt about how good it tastes is what I can expect."

"Hey, now," Valentina protested from her place nearby, looking hurt. "I don't grunt!"

"Okay, that's true," Theresa allowed while Janet and Lisa snickered. "It's more of a squeak crossed with a grunt."

"A squnt," Mike suggested, and now Mona and Ashley both broke down giggling. Mona swatted at Mike on the arm with the back of her hand for making her break manners. She'd been trying so hard this time, too. Millie just shook her head.

"If it makes you feel any better, Millie, Her Majesty doesn't quite understand his sense of humour either," Karen said casually.

"She laughed," Mike pointed out.

"Most people would if they're afraid you might swallow them whole, and she is a tiny, tiny woman," Karen countered, setting off another round of snickering. It didn't matter, formality could wait until Saturday, or at least Friday, when some of the important guests began arriving.

"Will Alexandra be back soon?" Trinian asked, sitting next to her mother and eating politely.

"I believe she said she would be back tonight," Karen mused. "She and Alex have many things to take care of, they'll need their sleep."

"Where does she sleep?" the girl queried.

"She and Alex have the big suite in the west wing," Karen answered.

This made Trinian frown. "Are they married?"

"Well, not technically," allowed the bronze-haired matriarch.

"Girls and boys can't sleep in the same room if they're not married, Aunt Karen," Trinian stated, shaking her head. "That's not allowed. But don't worry, I'll stay with her until I go home. We'll find somewhere else for Alex to sleep."

"He can no doubt stay with me," Jenny suggested with a grin.

"Yeah, not likely," Janet snorted. "Don't make me pull auntie seniority rank here, lady."

"What, so you want him to just crash with all of us in our room?" Lisa asked skeptically.

"I'll take left, Bresc takes right, you sleep on top of him," Janet reasoned. "That works, right? I mean, you used to sleep on top of Mongo all the time."

"Maybe he should bunk with me?" Millie queried.

"Oi!" Percy protested.

"Why is he here?" Trinian asked, looking at Percy with disdain. "Isn't there a card table?"

"Trinian!" Ashley gasped. "Be respectful, he's the future earl of Ravensworth."

"I am," Percy said, nodding hopefully while looking at Trinian. "You should see my house, it's even bigger than this place."

"No it's not, you prat," Jenny scolded. "Heatherly is, maybe, but not Helgrum. Lies don't impress girls, young man. What if she visited and then found out you weren't telling the truth?"

"Amen to that about men, sister," Ashley said wearily before taking a sip of her wine.

"We can all identify, except for Princess here," Mona quipped, winking at Mike. "But we still don't have an answer as to where our little man is staying."

"He's not staying with us," Trinian said somewhat disdainfully, looking at Percy.

"I think they meant Alex, honey," her mother pointed out.

"Oh," Trinian said, thinking about that. "Well, neither of them is staying with us, right?"

"If you're staying with Alexa, honey, maybe Alex will have to stay with me," Ashley mused with a smirk while Percy looked crushed. "I'm sure he can keep me safe from the monsters under the bed."

"Miss Prospero," Karen announced, getting her maidservant's attention. Valentina stood up as tall as he tiny height allowed. "Alex can bunk with you tonight upon his return, oui?"

"Absolutely, Mistress," Val said with a curtsy. "He's always welcome to."

"But he's not married to you," Trinian protested.

"It's okay, my dear," Karen assured her. "Miss Prospero is a servant, it doesn't count."

Val made like she was going to object for half a second, then thought better of it, simply nodding. Besides, she had no objections whatsoever to sleeping with Alex. "Okay, fair."

"Oh," Trinian said, thinking about that for a moment. "I guess she doesn't count. I'm just eight, I don't understand all these things."

"I'm eight too," Percy piped up, but Trinian had already forgotten he was hear, taking no notice of him. He went red, folding his arms and scowling at the floor.

"But who will brush my hair tonight if you're dancing attendance on the young prince, Miss Prospero?" Jenny protested.

"You have hands, Penrose, you might want to use them for something other than lifting martinis to your lips, or... other things..." Karen said, remembering Percy and Trinian were present. This didn't keep Lisa, Janet, and Mona from snickering.

"Well, this ponks," Jenny sighed, going back to finishing her ahi. "I suppose Mill can do it for me, once Percy has gone to sleep."

"I won't, I won't!" he groused, still glaring at the floor. "I won't sleep! Everyone here is mean to me!"

Theresa turned and made her way into the kitchen to find the pistachio ice cream.

"I'll stay up until Alexandra gets back and tell her," Trinian said readily. "She'll be so pleased!"

"Minor understatement," Mike said quietly, making his wife giggle.

It was going to be quite the night, seemingly.

***

The condo downtown...

"Y'sure you won't join us, Alex?" Alexa called from the en suite bathroom, loud enough to be heard. He could also hear lots of girl laughter. He was sitting in the living room, surrounded by empty and crumpled-up Taco Bell bags. It had been a while since he'd had anything quite that junky, and he'd enjoyed it immensely.

"Pass," he called back, watching the screen of the laptop as he fiddled around with the security settings. He'd borrowed a cloned key from Ari, and was now setting Freja and Jeanie's laptops with a miniature version of the encryption they used at Blackwell Manor. If anyone tried to hack these two, they'd need professional help to do it. "You forget I've seen that shower?"

"Ignore him, he's afraid of all the dicks," Jeanie giggled while the five girls were all squashed into the shower stall. Normally it would have fit them all nicely, but the riot of suction-cup dildos all over the walls and the floor made the space somewhat tight for five adult women. Lots of shower gel had been necessary to get them all in.

Not all of the dildos looked human, either. Peg and Shana were both blushing and giggling when they saw it, and that hadn't stopped since they stepped in the shower. They'd never experienced anything close to this before.

"Can't say as I blame him," Shana replied, snickering and wiggling her slippery butt back against the dildos behind her. "I'm kinda scared too, y'know?"

"I guess we're just used to it, not to mention it was our idea when we moved them in," Alexa said with a smile, as a rain of water cascaded over her glorious body. This was the first time the sisters had seen her naked, and they were absolutely stunned. Taller and more built than the other four girls combined, Alexa had a way of making your mouth dry as the Sahara and as wet as your pussy all at once. She was an erotic fantasy given physical form. "We're all gonna get off in here, right? I've got an itch."

"Already negotiating with Raoul back here," Jeanie said, steadying one of the dildos behind her and then pushing back, sinking it into her pussy while she sighed in loud gratification. "Aw, yeah, that's the stuff. Fre?"

"Zargothrax," the Danish girl murmured, feeling the alien-looking dildo split her open and bury itself inside. "For helvede, det føles så forbandet godt..."

Peg and Shana looked at one another and shrugged before finding their own dildos to spike themselves on. Peg found a smaller and less intimidating one, nestling back on it and letting out a moan. Shana, feeling more adventurous, found one that had a rather pointed tip and a large bulge at the bottom. She didn't think about it too much, she just pushed back and felt it glide into her.

Alexa went last, fitting herself on to one of her favourite dildos from her time back in Denmark. Freja had been kind enough to keep it and bring it with her, so she had it back in her life. Freja and Shana were on either side of her, and she groaned shamelessly and gripped their hands as she was penetrated.

The other four girls rocked back and forth on their respective cocks, moaning and panting. Freja and Jeanie kissed one another wetly, tongues tangling, while Peg and Shana did the same. Alexa found a second dildo just behind and sank it into her ass. Now that she was firmly pinned in place, she began pumping and grinding shamelessly, moaning in pleasure.

She was standing between the four other girls, with Freja and Shana on either side of her. Freja reached over and began caressing and fondling one of Alexa's opulent breasts, making her shiver and groan. Peg and Shana looked over, gazing at Alexa's lovely body in wonder. Shana looked at her older sister, biting her lip. Peg nodded, and Shana followed Freja's example, reaching up and groping other Alexa's breast. Peg fondled and caressed Shana at the same time.

Alex was still sitting in the living room, working away on the VPNs, determined to have them ready before he left for the night. He'd put in his earbuds and was listening to Gloryhammer to help drown out the sounds of the girls having sex. It was almost working.

He thought about how things might have been going back home, and how wonderful it was to have everyone together again. Okay, granted, his parents partied with his aunts Jenny, Mona, and Janet (and Becky) differently than he did, but it was still amazing to have the gang gathered. His dad no doubt would be put through his paces with at least five women regularly the way Alex was with Alexa, Freja, Jeanie, and now Heather, seemingly. Not to mention the crazy Nanu chick.

He also knew that Alexa was just getting herself warmed up in the shower. She'd spent the day with Trinian, meaning she spent the day not getting fucked by Alex, so once she appeared, she was going to be ravenous, so to speak. And no doubt Freja and Jeanie were going to be guests at the Alex buffet as well.

Peg and Shana seemed nice, and he guessed they were pretty enough in a plain sort of way. He was happy for them having a safe space to express themselves, and act like the wives to one another they considered themselves to be. Hopefully this would start bringing them out of the (justifiably) insular shell they lived in. If Alexa pulled them into the sexy games, well, who was he to complain? He'd simply do his part and enjoy it. He was just happy for them.

Back inside the shower, all five girls were moaning loudly as the water from the showerheads cascaded down on them. They were churning and grinding on their dildos, incredibly turned on by one another's company, and being so close. Peg and Shana were making out sloppily, their tongues visibly tangling while Shana kept reaching back and groping Alexa's large and readily available breast. The amazon blonde groaned appreciatively.

"Peg, Shay," Jeanie panted, still fucking herself on Raoul, her heavily lidded eyes staring at the sisters lustily. "Get in the middle on the floor and make out while you ride dildos down there..."

If this was completely beyond anything the Tyrfel sisters had done before, they were still excited to have new experiences in a safe environment. They disengaged from their kiss and pulled themselves off their dildos with a gasp. The shuffled into the center of the shower stall, giggling as the dildos everywhere tickled their feet. Then they chose dildos for one another, pointing and gasping with laughter.

"Shaen, no," Peg hissed, looking scandalized and turning red. "It's not even human, it'll never fit!"

"Sure it will, you've had my fist inside you, haven't you?" Shana reasoned as they knelt. She was intrigued by the one Peg had chosen for her. It wasn't very big, but it was coloured in bright bands and had wobbly little cilia-like tendrils along its length.

"Years ago, and your fist was smaller," the older sister retorted, still blushing but also getting on her knees and straddling the dildo. She had no idea what organism had a dick that looked like this, but her sister's choice stood.

"So was your pussy, silly, and it still fit," Shana countered. She giggled as Freja knelt down behind her and snuggled in close, the water still inundating them all. It felt so sexy! Jeanie got down behind Peg. Alexa was still pinned to the wall, moaning as she fucked her dildos and watched the action below.

"We will be right here while you do this for one another," Freja said gently to Shana, wrapping her arms around the girl's midriff. Jeanie did the same to Peg. Neither sister showed any sign of jealousy about the other being touched. They felt... safe and accepted. "Go ahead and fuck your toys, pretend it is your sister fucking you."

The girls took hold of the dildos beneath their pussies, dragging the heads back and forth along their wet lips before sighing loudly as they settled down onto them. They were close enough that they had to spread their legs wider, and their bodies touched. Peg's breasts met Shana's and they both shuddered at the delicious and taboo contact.

"Gnnnn, Peg..." Shana whimpered, her eyes closed as she tried to adjust.

"I'm here, Shaen," the older sister sighed, marvelling at how good this dildo felt.

"Go ahead and kiss," Jeanie whispered, caressing Peg's waist and belly while easily settling down on a dildo just behind. She and Freja were pros at this, they didn't even need to look. She instantly knew she was sitting on Hennessey, which meant Freja was spearing herself on Alakazam. This was so much fun with new partners!

Peg and Shana barely needed to lean in to wrap their arms around each other's shoulders and then began kissing deeply, moaning into each other's mouths, their tongues tangling. Freja and Jeanie leaned in closer, their boobs pressing into the sisters' backs, slithering them around while they continued caressing their bellies.

Back in the living room, Alex was close to completing the final stage of the VPN setup. He'd do a test run next, making sure everything was secure and protected. If he and Ari had done their jobs right, Freja and Jeanie would even be able to surf the deepest, darkest parts of the web without worry of their laptops catching anything or being monitored. He smiled as he thought of the pioneering work his mother had done on cybersecurity decades earlier and how he was protecting his friends with it now.

A series of loud orgasm moans emanated from the en suite bathroom, and this time even Gloryhammer couldn't drown them out.

In the shower, the sisters were mewling loudly while they shuddered and came, pressing down as hard as they could on the dildos deep inside them. Freja and Jeanie were cumming as well, squeezing the breasts of the sisters while kissing their necks and shoulders. Alexa had disengaged from her dildos and was standing over Peg and Shana, and they had their hands between her legs, one of them plunging two fingers deep inside her steaming pussy, while the other teased her thumb over the blonde's throbbing clit. Alexa shook and moaned out her own climax.

Then they were all hugging close, Alexa having sunk to her knees and wrapping her arms around them. The five girls were breathing heavily, letting the pleasure of the aftershocks blossom through their trembling bodies. Time had ceased to exist. Peg and Shana were whispering to one another, although the others couldn't hear what they were saying over the sound of the water beating down on them.