The Designer Pt. 02 Ch. 17

She stirred and looked up at me, then kissed my chest, "Good morning," she said. Her hands traced along my side, then she pushed herself up quickly, her head darting around, "Oh my god, what time is it?"

"I think around 8 o'clock," I guessed, trying to get my eyes to focus on my clock across the room.

"Shit," she said, "My parents will be worried."

With that I heard Carmen call from the kitchen, "Zac?! is Beth with you?"

Beth blushed and then pulled the blanket up to her chin to cover her bare breasts. That was a bit silly, because my door was closed, and Carmen would knock first. I smiled at her and tried to calm her down. She put her finger to her mouth, signaling for me to be quiet.

"Yes," I shouted, "She is with me?"

Carmen started talking to someone on the phone, I couldn't hear what she was saying. Beth swatted at me, and then laughed. I pulled her down to my chest, then kissed her deeply.

"I'm not going to lie to anyone," I said, "Not my family or yours. I love you, Beth. I'm not going to hide that."

"I love you too, Zac," she said softly, then kissed me again, "I was just frightened, but you're right, I'm not a child anymore."

"Tell Beth to call her parents when she wakes up," Carmen called, "And I'll make more breakfast too, I wish you'd tell me when you have company..."

Her voice drifted off back to the kitchen. I loved Carmen but she could get really mother hen really fast. Beth chuckled then wrapping the blanket around herself slipped off the bed and looked for her clothes. That left me completely naked, and with a morning hard on.

"Wait," Beth said, "Is that for me?"

"Actually, I need to pee," I said and found some gym shorts to put on and headed to the bathroom.

"Umm," Beth said, "Hurry, I need to pee too." then laughed at the whole situation.

After we'd both taken care of our morning routines, we dressed and went to the kitchen to see what Carmen made for breakfast. This morning it was a waffle bar, and we started to help ourselves.

"Call your mother first, child," Carmen said, "They sounded worried sick."

Beth nodded and pulled her cell phone out of her pocket, "I turned it off last night," she explained, "my folks like to see where I am by tracking my phone."

She wandered out to the back porch to talk in privacy, and I started making two plates of waffles. I had known Beth long enough to know what she liked, and I started making a plate for me and her.

My mother came down from the upstairs first. How she always looked beautiful even in the morning was a mystery. She saw me and made a bee-line towards me. My eyes must have gotten wide, because she hurried.

"Don't run away," she said, "I just need to talk with you. I"m not angry."

"Why?" I asked, "because Beth stayed the night? Mom, we're both adults now."

"Yes," she said, "I understand that, I want to talk to you about something else, about how my side of your genes work."

"Your side?" I asked, "Dad just told me about how I can mold people's morals and self-control. I didn't do anything to Beth, I promise."

"Yes," My mother nodded, "Your father was right about that, and I trust you when you tell me you've not used that power. My power is a bit more subtle. I'm like a succubus."

"A sex demon?" I asked confused.

"Well, I prefer sex angel," she said with a smile, "and I think you have the same power. I can generate sexual energy, and I can feed from the sexual power, and regenerate it to those near me."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"She means, she can make sex feel really really good," Carmen said, then winked at me.

My mother blushed, it was an unspoken knowledge that my father shared his bed with the four women that lived upstairs. Everyone knew it, but we never talked about it. Outside of the house, people just didn't seem to notice. I thought it was kinda cool, and I loved each of the women that looked after me.

"Well, yes," mother said, "I guess that sums it up. Carmen do you think Zac has the same ability?"

Carmen blushed, then nodded, "I have to watch myself when he's around, and last night I had a really nice dream. Knowing Beth stayed over explains it."

I was struck dumb, and my mouth hung open, my mother chucked her finger under my chin, "You'll catch flies, dear."

"So, what can I do about this? Does that mean Beth only likes me for that power?" I asked as I watched her talking to her parents out on the porch.

"No, I'm positive she genuinely loves you," Alyssa said sliding past me from behind coming in from the gym, "I know these things, Zac."

"How do you know? Don't tell me.. I suppose you have special angel powers too?" I asked a bit sarcastically.

"Yes, I do" she thought and her lips didn't move, as she looked back and lifted a brow.

My mom tapped my chin again, and I closed my mouth. I really didn't want to catch flies, but I was shocked about what all this meant. Beth was talking excitedly on the phone, and rubbing her eyes. She looked sad, and I felt my mind reach out to her. I felt her emotions on edge, and her moral graph sparked with activity as she talked with her parents. I couldn't tell what she was saying, but she was upset. Her parents were mad, but she felt she was old enough to make her own decisions.

Finally she hung up and I felt her graph shift slightly, she'd made a decision. She wiped her eyes then looked inside, stood straighter then walked back inside. I walked over to her, whatever my mother needed to tell me could wait. I wanted to comfort her. I hugged her, and she looked up at me.

"Do you think your parents will let me stay with you?" she asked, her voice cracking.

"Why? Can I ask," I started, "what happened?"

Alyssa had a distant look in her eyes, then nodded at my mother. My mother came and wrapped us both up in a hug.

"Of course," she said, "We have a spare room, you can use as long as you need to."

"We need to discuss how your powers work," Alyssa's thoughts pushed into mine, "before we make a habit of sleepovers. Just because we love you, Zac.

Beth turned to my mother, "Thank you Mrs. Jackson, I really appreciate it. My parents think if I'm an adult I should live like one. They want me out by the end of the day."

"Please, call me Kelly," she said, "We can help you with anything you need, sweetheart."

I felt the room shimmer and a wave of light seemed to flow from my mother. Beth's mood lightened slightly. My mother squeezed me and Beth, then went to the kitchen counter to fix her waffles.

"Let's eat first," she said, "I would like to speak to your parents, but not on an empty stomach."

My father came into the room, and looked at me. He came and hugged me tightly, "We've got your back, son. We'll always love you." He always seemed to know what was going on, even when he wasn't in the room. I looked over at Alyssa and she smiled at me, and silently ate her waffles.

Clearly, my family had more secrets than just the number of women in my father's bed.

Past: Jeremiah

I opened my eyes to the light of the morning. The face beside me was foreign before my thoughts returned. It was Jenn, still sleeping. The rest of the bed was empty, and I felt my lovers suggest I spend some with with our new member. They would check on Rebekah and come back soon.

I smiled, and brushed Jenn's amber locks from her face. She seemed to be content to sleep. I smiled at leaned over and kissed her gently on the forehead. Her brown eyes fluttered open, then focused on me, and slowly smiled.

"So yesterday wasn't a dream," she said quietly, "I'm still safe."

"You'll always be safe, now." I said, and let her wake up.

She was naked, as was I, under the warm blanket we shared. She pressed closer, her full breasts pushing against my chest. She looked up at me, and kissed my lips softly. Then pressed her mouth more firmly against mine. I enjoyed her kiss, returning her gentle probe. She pulled back and looked at me.

"It was you with Kelly," she said, "That night in the dorm?"

I nodded, "Yes, you were checking on her, after her break up."

She nodded remembering, "Then you left, and Kelly was suddenly very sexual. I had a crush on her, I used to think I was a lesbian."

"What made you change your mind?" I asked softly caressing her shoulder.

Her near presence was having a slow effect on my cock, it wasn't urgent. I was curious to find out more about Jenn. She had slipped into our ring almost by accident. When I thought about it though, Alyssa was right, everything that had happened to us was almost by accident. Or fate, as Lexi liked to say. Why couldn't Jenn's presence also be fate.

"I'm not fully sure I'm not still," she smiled, "I'm attracted to men and women, almost equally. I just never had any sex until Kelly and Lexi. Then Carmen joined us."

She laughed, slightly, "Carmen was the first person to fuck me," she remembered, "it was her strap-on, but the shape made me reconsider men."

I felt her hand drift down my chest, then touch my thickening member, "Yes, I do like that shape." she smiled, and started tugging gently on my thickening shaft.

I leaned into her, and she rolled onto her back. I kissed her and my hand lifted to cup a breast. As my thumb pressed into the star along the curve of her breast her nipple hardened and she drew in a deep breath.

"Those are like turn-me-on buttons," she groaned.

I leaned down and kissed the other star, and she arched her back as her other nipple went rigid. I sucked on the hard buds one at a time and she lifted her hands to my head, and combed through my hair.

I rolled over her, and she spread her legs. I didn't want to enter her yet, I wanted to take my time and explore. I leisurely sucked and licked her breasts, their shape and feel were lovely. They were warm in my hands and chewing lightly on her nipples seemed to bring her to the edge. She lifted her hips her mound pressing into my abdomen.

"Oh god, my pussy is molten," she said.

"Mmm, I want to taste that," I growled and kissed my way down her firm abdomen.

I could feel her supple muscles squirm under my lips. I kissed the flower at the crest of her mound, and her hips bucked. I slid my hands up her thighs, and she lifted her legs up as I spread them apart. He pussy glistened in the morning light.

"Oh gawd, just fuck me, please," she pleaded.

I took my time, and tasted each of her swollen lips, I licked in slow circles, tasting the tangy dew that seeped from between her inner lips. I stiffened my tongue and cleaved between them and was rewarded with a sweet tangy mouthful of her musky fluid. I wasn't sure if I had tasted it before, last night's lovemaking wasn't clear who's was who's. But this morning, I loved her taste.

I felt her thoughts fill with her need. Her emotions sparking, she wanted it harder faster. She also was thrilled that I was taking my time and wasn't in a hurry. She curled her fingers in my hair, and steered my mouth to where she wanted it. I lifted my hands up and cupped and squeezed her breasts. Her legs spread wider as I discovered what spots made her squeak and moan.

She was trembling and on edge when I rose up, and then pressed a finger into the rose.

"Cum for me," I commanded tracing the petals with my fingers.

Her body stiffened then shook, involuntary tremors racing through her thighs as her core convulsed. She looked at me wide-eyed as her body shook. I kneed forward and pulling my foreskin back pressed my sensitive crown against her pulsing open lips. She lifted her hips and I slowly thrust my hips forward.

She shook as I slowly filled her, her canal clenching and milking my shaft as it invaded her inner depths. She arched her back and lifted her hands gripping my shoulders and pulling me down. I kissed her deeply, as my hips drew back then slipped back down. I was in no hurry. I wanted to make love to her, I knew I could fuck her hard, and she'd love it. I wanted to take her my way, selfishly, I wanted to be her first real lover.

"Oh Jeremiah," she cooed as I parted the kiss, "Keep doing that, oh please don't stop."

I had no intention of stopping. I lowered my mouth to her breasts. My back curling as I bowed over her. She arched her back, lifting her breasts for me to worship. I kissed her stars and ground my hips into her flower. Her body shivered under me, as I steered her body and soul to the heights of ecstasy. She came again, then it crashed into another peak. My thrusts grew faster as I pulled my mouth from a firm nipple, and rose up on my knees. My hands gripping her hips as she wound her ankles behind my back. I drove into her, my cock like a piston endlessly pounding into her core. Her body lost in wave after wave of orgasmic bliss. Her eyes rolled back as her breathing keened into a series of moans. Then I stiffened and slammed forward, locking my hips and grinding as my cock pulsed, pouring a load of my cream into her womb.

I stayed pressed into her, looking down at her. Her body twitching randomly, then slowing. Her eyes fluttered open, and her focus returned. I leaned back down and kissed her, my legs slipping from under me as I rested my body on her smaller frame. She wrapped her arms around my shoulders and then she started to cry happily.

"oh this..." she said, "this is what I always wanted..."

We rested with my cock inside of her. She slowly clenched her muscles, feeling me slip slowly in and out as I moved. Her hips rolled slowly, not slipping back into arousal, but just languishing in the bliss of our coupling. Her curves shimmed as I scanned her, shifting into a more normal shape.

Present: Jenn

I impatiently tapped my fingers on the steering wheel of my car. Why the light was red was irritating me. It was Sunday morning for God's sake, people were either in church or asleep. I couldn't stand to wait at a fucking stop light. My eyes blazed in frustration as I looked at myself in the mirror and checked my makeup.

Yesterday had been hell. It wasn't that I had to stay home with my sick daughter Sophie, Friday night. The girl was a gift, and a joy. I hated seeing her sick. It was more that I missed being at Jeremiah's party. I missed being near Kelly, and Lexi, and Carmen, and Alyssa. We saw each other regularly, but it was rarely all of us at the same time. Jeremiah's birthday party had been circled on the calendar for months. That I had to miss it was still a bit of a heartache.

I took out my frustrations on Jerry. Why he puts up with me I don't know. He said the party was fun, but that Jeremiah seemed distracted, and Kelly was worried about something all night. I tried to get more information from him. Without me there, I'm sure he didn't enjoy himself. For all the amazing qualities the man had, social butterfly just wasn't in his DNA. He knew I was best friends with all of them, but he didn't realize how deep our connection was. It pissed me off that he thought I wouldn't have enjoyed myself at his party.

I was hungry, I knew it. It had been too long, I felt it. I tried to let Jerry soothe the itch, after he got back from the party. I had waited up, long after Sophie had gone to sleep. I dressed up in Jerry's favorite sexy lingerie. I had used my toys, though I didn't need to, I was already aroused. I had been for days. When Jerry came into the bedroom, I practically attacked him. I was on my knees pulling his pants down before he had closed the door to our bedroom.

He was surprised, but not shocked. He had a bit too much to drink, so getting him ready was a little more difficult than I was expecting. He gripped my head, the way I told him to, the way he'd grown to like. But his cock wasn't getting hard, and that pissed me off. I stroked him, sucked on his balls, let my finger press into his tight anus.

Finally he responded, and I licked my lips and looked up at him. He had managed to get undressed as I hungrily worked at his manhood. So I scampered up to the bed, and got on all fours. He wobbled his way onto the bed, and I realized he was still a bit tipsy. I might need to take things into my own hands. God, I needed a good fucking, why couldn't he see that.

I turned and tugged him down, and he rolled onto his back. His cock stiff, and raised up to his belly. He smiled as I straddled him, and then grabbed his cock and pushed into my needy cunt. He groaned as my hips circled and I worked on his shaft. I twerked, that's what the young people call it, on his manhood, loving the feel of how he just fit inside me so perfectly. I looked down at him and his eyes were closed and his breathing regular.

"NOoooo," I screamed, and in my frustration slapped him across the face, "Fuck me dammit, don't go to sleep."

"Okay baahby," he slurred, but it was a losing battle, the alcohol had won. I tried to work through it, at least his cock was still hard. That was even more frustrating as it began to wilt. That was a shot to my ego, though my brain knew he was just drunk, my emotions had me on the edge. I was nowhere near any sort of orgasm.

"FUUUCK!" I roared in frustration, and rolled off my loving husband.

I reached under the bed and went for the emergency kit. The Japanese made, electrically powered, plugged into the power grid, wand of magic. I spread my legs and pressed the ball of joy to my clit and groaned as it sang my favorite song. I think the street lights outside dimmed as I worked it feverishly up and down my engorged lips.

Finally some arousal, and I used one hand to pinch my nipples hard. I rubbed at my stars and that helped, those fucking tats could be irritating in the wrong setting, but now I was thankful for their curse. I let my thumb run up and down my flower, and groaned as my cunt convulsed. I needed a cock, dammit, something deep in me. I almost cried as I realized the hitachi wasn't going to get me there.

It was okay, I had another trick up my sleeve. The rabbit! I turned and grabbed that thick vibrating wand of joy, and pulled the ball of the wand up and shoved that stick up my needy cunt. I needed four hands, and two wasn't getting me there as quickly as I wanted. It was slow, and frustrating. By the time I finally came, I was crying. It wasn't enough.

I am woman enough to admit I was a bitch to Jerry the next morning and all day. He tried to make it up to me in the morning. But his breath still reeked of alcohol, and I was still pissed at my failure to self-please myself to sanity. Even hung over, he understood I was past the point where he could really satisfy me. He also knew I'd be a vicious bitch until I was satisfied.

"Baby," he said, "Why don't I take Sophie to OMSI Sunday, and you can have a spa day."

That man loves me! He knew exactly what I needed. I made a phone call and was relieved to know that they had time to fit me in. That's a bit of an overstatement, they always had time for me. I felt a little guilty that I was so needy. I should be able to handle my own needs after all this time. At least by Saturday night, and another try with Jerry (somewhat satisfying), I had something to look forward too.

But then this fucking light!

Looking both ways, I checked carefully for any cars. Satisfied, I floored it, and passed through the red light. The flashing red and blue lights in my rearview window made me cry out in rage. I was close to losing my shit, and I barely held it together while the mousy brunette cop wrote me out a ticket. Fucking bitch, what the hell is she doing writing me a ticket when there was no traffic.

Finally I was on my way, and I could feel my insides clench as I drove up the long driveway to the house. I parked and put my keys in my purse, and slipped out of my car. I walked up and knocked, feeling antsy. I was almost doing the I-need-to-pee dance I was in such a state. Finally the door opened.

"Oh! Hi Jenn," said Lexi with a smile, "Come in, we're just finishing breakfast."