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Second Time Through - Book IIChapter 48: The Rings' Story free porn video
"Yippee! We're going back to Texas!" came the shout from down the hall. I recognized Izzy's yell. It took me a moment to realize that the girls must have been monitoring us through Vickie. Izzy came bounding into the great room with Adriana, Vickie, Amy, and Nicky. Grace and Natalie were right behind them, holding Sunny's hands as she skipped happily between them. When Sunny saw me, she dropped their hands and raced to me. Climbing excitedly onto my lap, she began telling me all about the horses and other animals that Natalie and Grace had taken her to see.
"What? Don't I get a hug?" I asked her when she stopped chattering long enough to take a deep breath.
"Oh! Yeah," she said as she threw her little arms around my neck and squeezed me tightly. I hugged her back and then asked her about the horses and she started off again. Kathy Lynn came into the great room carrying their bags. When she saw Sunny, she smiled at me.
"I never thought I'd see the day I'd actually want her to stop talking, but she has been going almost nonstop since we got here," Kathy Lynn said as she bent to kiss my cheek.
"No, Mommy!" Sunny cried. "Michael belongs to me!"
Kathy Lynn raised her eyebrows. "Can't we share him?" she asked her four year old daughter.
"Uh-uh," Sunny told her mother adamantly. "Michael is gonna be my new daddy!"
Kathy Lynn laughed. "I can see we're going to have to have a little mother-daughter talk," she told Sunny. "I think I need to explain how this mommy-daddy thing works."
Then to me, Kathy Lynn added, "That was the problem with raising her in a commune. The parenting lines were not very clearly defined."
"I'm just glad she's happy," I told her. "I'm sure we can work out the rest of this as we go."
"Thank you," Kathy Lynn whispered in my ear as she bent to kiss my cheek once again. "I never dared to dream we could be this happy. You have helped my daughter come out of her shell, and I would love you forever just for that! But you have also made me feel happy again also. You have given me the family I have always wanted. Thank you, Michael."
"Family?" I asked.
"Yes. Your whole family has been so kind to us. They have welcomed Sunny and me with open arms and absolutely no condemnation or trying to making me feel like I am worthless and no good. It's the family I have always dreamed of," Kathy Lynn said softly in my ear. "It's the family I never had."
Her next kiss was on my lips, which was interesting since she was standing behind the couch and had to wrap her body over the back of the couch to do it.
"Mom-m-my!" Sunny said disgustingly as she scooted back a little. Her face was only inches away and her eyes grew wide as she watched us as we kissed.
This was followed a few moments later by, "Ew-w-w, yuck!"
Kathy Lynn broke the kiss and saw her daughter's eyes peering at us closely.
"Just wait!" she told Sunny. "One day I'll be saying that about you and some yucky old boy!"
"Yuck-ie!" Sunny cried as she scrambled quickly off my lap. Everyone laughed at her antics as she bolted for Natalie. Natalie swung Sunny up in her arms and for a moment, I saw something in Natalie that I had never seen before. Natalie was amazed and surprised at Sunny's attraction to her, but she was even more amazed and more surprised that she was loving it!
Randi came in just then, struggling with an excessive amount of luggage. I jumped to my feet to help her, but she just dumped it all in the floor next to the door.
"Next time, they'd better get their own damn luggage, because I'm not going to!" said Randi.
"Whose luggage?" I asked.
"My sisters!" Randi said exasperatedly.
"Where are they anyway?" I asked as I scanned the Lodge for them.
"They took off with Rose and Eve. Mom went with them too," Randi answered. "They all took off and stuck me with their luggage!"
"Sarah and the twins went with Dawn and her twins back to the reservation," Penny supplied. "Candy and Mandy and their mom went with them too."
Realizing I had not checked on everyone today, I did a quick scan.
Penny was right and the four sets of twins were with Dawn in the RV. They were approaching the reservation, and all seemed to be having a great time.
Karla was already on the train, along with Jessica. Jessica was putting her drafting stuff back in order while Karla was restocking the pantry and getting everything ready for our short run. I wondered where she got the supplies.
Catherine and Anna were in Kalani's room, talking as Kalani packed her things. Ileana and Abby were in Abby's room with Deedee and Vie. Pipiti and Serkia were on their way back to the Lodge from the Dining Hall. I was surprised to find Shelly with them. And she had a small homemade bag over her shoulder. Then I noticed that Pipiti was carrying a suitcase.
"Hey, Sis?" I thought to her. "What ever happened to Shelly? Did she accept the scholarship?"
"Oh! I meant to tell you. She's coming back to Tennessee with us," Nicky informed me casually. She was involved in a conversation with Adriana, Vicki, and Amy, and didn't bother to even look my way as they continued to talk.
"She is?" I replied, waiting for more information.
"Yeah. She's going to work for the foundation and go back to school at the same time, just like Amy," Nicky thought back. "That's okay, isn't it?"
"Hey! You're the Executive Director. You don't have to run staffing decisions by me," I told her. "But we might need to be careful. How much did you tell her about us?"
Nicky didn't answer and I saw that she was animatedly involved with their discussion.
"I'll catch up with you later," I thought back to her when she didn't answer.
I got a quick "Okay," before she went back to whatever they were discussing, as Serkia, Pipiti, and Shelly mounted the steps to the Lodge.
"Hey-lo ... Me-stir ... Me-keel," Pipiti said to me as they entered. Serkia beamed at her student/sister.
"Very good, Pipiti. Have you decided on a two-door or a four door?" I asked her slowly, holding up two fingers and then four fingers. I could feel Serkia becoming uneasy as Pipiti began translating my question in her head, but held up my hand signaling her not to interrupt.
"I no top. Don't know doors," she told me shaking her head.
"Oh? You want a convertible, do you?" I asked her. I didn't care what kind of car she picked; I just wanted her to become comfortable talking to me.
"Pipiti want drive no top," she insisted. "Say right?" she added hesitantly.
"A convertible IS a car with no top," Shelly offered.
Serkia translated for Pipiti, who looked at me sheepishly. "Pipiti no car?"
"Soon," I told her. "Keep working on it. You're doing well."
Pipiti smiled as my words filtered through her translation process. As her other sister entered from the other side with Deedee, Abby, and Ileana, she called out to her in Haitian.
"English!" Serkia snapped. "Always use English."
Pipiti looked at Serkia and then at me before finally looking to Vie as she said, "He say Pipiti do good," she repeated with a smile.
Shelly looked her question at me.
"I told Pipiti that when she could speak English well enough to pass the Naturalization test, I'd buy her a car," I explained to Shelly.
"You're kidding!" she exclaimed. "You're gonna buy her a car for knowing who, what, where, when, why, and how?"
"I'm going to buy her a car when she can pass the test. I'm not sure what 'who, what, when' has to do with it," I replied.
"They're on the test. In addition to words like America, President, Congress, and citizen. She also has to know what states and cities are, understand forms of salutation, first and last names, addresses, streets and numbers, and small words like in and out, north and south, and, of, for, to, from, us, we, and forms of currency such as dollar bill," Shelly shot back at me rapidly.
I looked at her in surprise.
"I was a volunteer at the library in town my junior year. I used to help people get ready for the test," Shelly supplied.
Thinking quickly, I asked her, "What color of car would you like?"
"Huh?" she replied, slightly embarrassed at being the center of attention. "What do you mean?"
"Easy. You help Pipiti learn what she needs to pass the test, and be able to go to the store in town and do some shopping for me, and I'll buy you a car, too," I told her. "Oh. And you have to teach Vie, too."
"Is he shitting me?" she thought.
"No! Michael is not shitting you," Abby said adamantly. "He's not like that."
Shelly was suddenly stunned that Abby had responded to her thoughts. At least she didn't think she said it aloud. I began to realize that Nicky had never told me just how much they had shared with Shelly about our lifestyle before they invited her to stay with us. I could feel warning bells going off in the back of my head.
But before I could reply to Shelly, Nicky and Amy walked up. Quickly taking Shelly by the hand, they pulled her away from me before she said something else to piss me off.
I walked over to Abby who was suddenly afraid she had spoken out of turn. Without a word, I picked her up, kissing her passionately. I should have thought about what I was doing, but I'm impulsive, so it never even crossed my mind that kissing Abby at this particular moment was like stumbling into a fireworks factory with a lit torch.
The next thing I know, her legs had encircled my waist, as she locked her ankles behind me and began to squeeze. At the same time, she coiled her arms around my neck in a death grip that is the fear of every lifeguard, and then sealed those hungry lips of hers to mine.
"You've got about ten minutes, Michael," Vickie said. "I'd suggest you go somewhere and take care of the little bitch, or she's not going to be very pleasant to be around."
Vickie's laughing belied her words, as her tone indicated she was teasing Abby.
"Oh, goody!" Abby thought as I shrugged my shoulders and headed back down the hall to my bedroom, with Abby still hanging on for dear life. I heard everyone laugh at my back as Abby broke our kiss and then looked back at Vickie and the rest of them over my shoulder with an impertinent grin as she stuck her small tongue out at them.
I laid her on my unmade bed, and pulling aside her terry cloth shorts and her panties, I lowered my head between her legs.
"Damn it, Michael!" she cried pulling my hair. "We don't have time for that. Just put it in me!"
Abby tugged at my shorts with frustration. I helped her slip then down, stepping out of them to her frantic admonishment of, "Hurry!"
"Are you sure you're ... ummph!" I said as she pulled me down on top of her. Then reaching her tiny hands between our bodies she frantically tried to pull my cock to her pussy. I raised up enough for her to successfully complete her mission, which she did.
Then thrusting her pelvis up at me, she cried, "Do it, Michael! Fuck me! Now!"
Being sixteen again can be a pain in the neck. Mostly it's because everyone treats you like a kid. I had never realized how little respect I got as a teen the first time. And I'm probably guilty as any adult in not giving teenagers any respect as well.
But then, there are other times when it's fucking incredible to be sixteen and healthy. This was one of them. Even though I had already made love to Nicky, Catherine, Anna, and Kalani, so far today, I was still able to give Little Abby what she wanted. It was a close thing. Thank god, we only had ten minutes. I don't know if I could have lasted any longer at the pace Abby was driving our sex.
"Harder, Michael, do it harder!" she cried. "Fuck my pussy harder!"
I was panting after only a couple of minutes, but Abby was emotionally adrift in a sea of biological and hormonal urges and desires. I couldn't even find any thoughts, only a deep and desperate craving to have her pussy stuffed.
"That's so-o-o go-o-o-od!" she moaned. "Don't stop, Michael. Plea-se-e-ese!"
I closed my eyes and focused. I was getting tired quickly, but I also felt her desperation, and that made me desperate to please her. So I continued to fuck her.
What happened next, taught me that necessity is NOT the mother of invention, desperation is. It had to have been desperation that drove me to do it. With my arm muscles aching, and my lungs gasping for enough oxygen to stay conscious, I let go, flooding Abby, not with my love, but with my passion. I was used to sharing the depths of my love, but I had never tried to share the depths of my desire before.
"A-a-ayeea-eeah!" Abby screamed, her body going stiff beneath me.
I stopped suddenly, still gasping for air as I tried to remain still, in case her pussy was too sensitive. I needn't have bothered. Abby was out cold.
The doorway was filled with panting onlookers, as Deedee clawed her way through them.
"WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER?" Deedee screamed at me as she stopped abruptly, looking at our still joined bodies.
"Get OFF of her!" she cried.
I rolled to one side, still panting as Deedee felt Abby's neck for a pulse. I know it was mean, but Deedee's attitude was beginning to rub me the wrong way. So I connected Deedee to her sister, letting Deedee see that not only was Abby alive, but was still buried in the depths of an orgasmic bliss so deep, I had never seen anything like it. I allowed, okay, I forced Deedee to suddenly become immersed in what her sister was still feeling.
"Oh my god!" Deedee cried, as she slumped to the floor beside the bed, so overwhelmed, her legs were no longer able to support her.
"THAT is what I did to my soon-to-be wife and the mother of our children!" I told her caustically. "And this is the last time I will warn you. Stay. Away. From our marriage bed!" I was getting tired of Deedee's over-protective attitude.
I walked out of the bedroom, headed for the showers. To get there though, I had to walk through the gauntlet of women who, for some reason, were all gathered in the hall outside my door. They all fell back against the walls on either side as I made my way to the communal bathrooms.
I was standing under the shower, letting the hot water steam away the last of my anger when I felt Nicky's presence. I kept my eyes closed and my head bowed as the water cascaded down my head and neck.
"That was mean," Nicky said without preamble.
I didn't bother to answer. I wasn't over my mad yet.
"You embarrassed the hell out of her, Michael. Whatever you did to her caused her to drop her shorts and panties and start frigging herself like mad," Nicky informed me. "Right in front of everyone. The poor girl was so upset she didn't know what to do."
"I didn't make her do that!" I thought to her, surprised that my sister was blaming me.
"Like hell you didn't!" Nicky said through clinched teeth. "I've felt you making love to the other girls many times, since you woke up. We all seem to feel it when you're with somebody else. But I have never felt anything like what you did to poor Abby. Everybody in the Lodge felt it, even the ones who aren't usually connected to us. It shocked Deedee because she had never felt it before. That's why she came into your room. She was frightened, which made her frightened for Abby. Then you connected her into her sister on purpose. Now, the poor girl's so frustrated she can't see straight!"
I turned off the water and raised my head to look at her, my confusion written all over my face.
"Don't give me that!" Nicky snapped, still angry. "Every single one of us felt it. Now we're all in just about the same shape as poor Deedee. The only thing is, Deedee can never have what you give us. She is like Serkia. She'll lose all her powers if she doesn't remain a virgin!"
"So ... Nicky was frustrated! Could she be right? Had what I had done to Abby affected all of them?" I thought to myself. I quickly scanned to find most of them still crowded into my room, and spilling out into the hallway. Nicky was right. I could sense the mass of sexual frustration.
"Holy shit!" I thought, as I toweled myself dry. Nicky stood there looking at me, her arms crossed under her breasts, her chest heaving in frustration, waiting on me to do something.
I crossed the distance between us and kissed my sister deeply. Then connecting everyone in the hall and my bedroom, except for Abby, who was still lying lethargically on my bed, I began to share the depths of my love. After only a few moments, I did as I had done to Abby earlier and switched to share the depths of my desires and passions. I piled it on, using every sexual thought or desire I had in me.
I could sense their libidos ratcheting up dramatically, as they began furiously frigging their own or any other pussy they could reach. I felt my energies draining rapidly. With what little energy I had left, I went back to adding the depths of my love for each of them to the desires I was already feeding them. My mind was on autopilot now as I gave them everything I had.
Nicky was gasping for breath as she finally pulled away. When she did, I ran out of steam and my connection to all the other girls fell apart. I felt my legs giving out as I slid down to the shower floor. With my head between my hands, I shuddered as the last vestiges of my energy dissipated.
Sometime later, I looked up and found Nicky was gone. I didn't move, nor did I even have the energy to scan. I wasn't unconscious. It was more like my whole body just felt numb.
"Here, drink this, Michael," Nicky said, holding out a bottle of Coke.
I chugged it without a pause. Nicky took the empty bottle and replaced it with another one. This one I sipped a little slower. Then, handing her the second empty Coke bottle, I belched.
"Thanks," I was finally able to say.
"I think I should be the one thanking you," Nicky said tenderly. Her earlier frustrations were now gone. "You realize that we're going to have to talk about this one, Michael."
"Yeah..." I replied. "I know. Are you okay?"
"I'm fine. But you need to get dressed and get out of here," she said, pushing my shorts and t-shirt at me. "I'm sure the others are going to be coming in here any minute and if you're still here, we'll never get to the Omugi celebration."
I did as she suggested, still too tired to resist as I made my way to the great room. Deciding I needed more energy, I stumbled to the small kitchen off the great room and began rummaging for snacks. Then, loaded down with a box of graham crackers, a jar of peanut butter, two bananas, and an apple, along with another bottle of Coke, I plopped down on the couch to inhale my repast while I waited on the girls.
"What just happened?" Sandy asked, out of breath, as she was coming in the front door of the Lodge. She was acting as if she could barely move as she plopped down on the couch beside me.
"What do you mean?" I thought as innocently as I could. I couldn't speak with my mouth full of banana.
"C'mon Michael. I'm worn out and it was you that did it to me. I almost wrecked the cart getting it stopped before I had the most incredible orgasm. Out of the clear blue, it just seemed to jump up and grab me," Sandy said breathlessly.
"She's right, Michael," Catherine said as she walked into the great room with her small bag. "Someone could have been seriously injured or even killed if you had pulled that stunt when one of us was doing something like driving a car."
I hung my head. Catherine was right. Suddenly I thought of Dawn and the four sets of twins with her. They were driving that big RV. I immediately scanned, and found them on the side of the road. They all seemed okay, but somewhat dazed.
"I'm sorry. I didn't know that would happen," I said apologetically.
"Well, Bucky's here with the wagon. We'll discuss this when we get to the train," Catherine said as she went out to the wagon. Catherine's self-confidence was such that she didn't bother to tell everyone to come on; she just assumed that if she led, they would follow. And that's what we did.
It felt a little strange as the girls all walked past me without saying anything. I didn't see Abby or Deedee, and assumed they were still recovering.
Bucky had the big wagon hitched to the tractor, just as Buddy had done earlier, and was helping everyone load their luggage, when Ileana called me to come back in.
"Mother asked me to bring these to you," she said, pointing to two ornate chests sitting on the floor. "They're sealed, but I'll show you how to open them when we reach the train."
I had seen the small chest before and surmised that it held the crown and gauntlets I had worn for the ceremony, while the longer case must be the sword.
Kalani approached Ileana and me carrying a small leather pouch.
"I want to give this to you now," she said, dumping the contents out in her hand. It was the ring.
Then reaching out and taking my hand, Kalani slipped the ring on my finger. I couldn't help the small shiver that ran down my spine as I recalled her words about how no man had ever tried on the ring and lived.
"There. That should be the safest place for you to keep it until you get home," Kalani told me. Then standing on her tiptoes, she kissed my cheek.
"Thank you, Your Majesty," I told her.
"No, thank you, My Lord," she replied. Then she turned and walked out to board the wagon.
I looked at the ring on my finger. While I had worn it briefly, for the ceremony, I had returned it to A'komi immediately afterwards, having never taken the time to study it thoroughly.
I took the time now, slipping it back off to examine closer. I knew the ring was ancient, but it shone with a luster that belied its age. There were symbols on the sides, beneath the unknown red stone that actually looked like it was made of some kind of transparent metal. I had no idea what the symbols meant, but the ring felt good. In fact, the moment Kalani had slipped it on my finger, I seemed to feel better.
Carrying the pair of cases out to the wagon, I carefully placed them on the last row of seats before climbing up to sit beside them. Ileana climbed up beside me without saying a word. The others all sat in the front rows of the wagon, still talking with each other.
Finally, Serkia and Vie came out, leading Deedee and Abby. Pipiti followed behind. It looked as if the three sisters were protecting Abby and Deedee. Probably from me, but I was too tired to care. Nobody spoke to me all the way back to the train.
I made the short trip thinking about what had just happened. When we arrived at the train about fifteen minutes later, I still didn't have any answers. However, I noticed that the ring seemed warm on my finger.
By the time we arrived, I was feeling much better. I set my two cases and my toiletry bag on the concrete platform next to the train and stared at the monstrosity in front of the train. Harvey Newman was already there, but he wasn't using the same engine he had used before. This one was long and black, with a dark cloud billowing from its smokestack. There was also a tender coupled between the engine and the Guest Wing. When he saw us approaching, Harvey jumped from the cab of the old steam engine and headed towards where Nicky ad I stood on the loading platform.
"Howdy, there, young feller," Harvey said to me as he offered me a calloused hand.
"Thank you for coming to get us, Mr. Newman," I replied, as I started to take his hand. Suddenly I remembered what Kalani had told me about men touching the ring. I quickly moved the ring to my left hand to prevent any future handshake problems, then shook Mr. Newman's hand.
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