How Polygamy Begins 1-2

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I asked Connie for our date on Tuesday, and it was my boldness that got her attention. Unlike Heather and Sue, who I asked in semi-private, just in front of the other girls, Connie, I decided to ask at the end of our electrical engineering class. Most other students were still in the room, and Connie was chatting with a couple of her friends when I walked up to her. “Hey, Connie.””Oh hi, Jay, what’s up?””I was just wondering if you had any plans on Friday evening.” There were a couple of giggles from the people around us.”Oh, ahh, well nothing specific, what did you have in mind?” “I just wondered if you would like to go to dinner, maybe do something else after?””Oh, ahh, yeah, I guess so, what time?” “7:00,” I answered.” “Okay, 7:00 is good for me; see you then.” There was a stunned silence for a moment as I left the classroom. One of the guys gave me a smirk as I walked out and whispered: “Good luck with the Ice Queen bra.”I could tell from Connie’s astonished look that she hadn’t expect the date request to be so public. Still, she didn’t say another word about it until we met to study Wednesday night.”Hey, stud, way to go on asking me for a date in public.”I just gave her a cat that ate the canary smirk, and we organized our books and paper across the table to began studying.Connie was the most complex of the four girls. A lot of people treated her like a blonde bimbo, but she was a borderline genius with near-perfect recall. Connie could also have easily been a top model, as most guys I know gave her a ten in looks. She used those looks to advantage; sucking unsuspecting souls in with a sweet southern bell charm, and then destroyed them with her intelligence. Connie made the professor cry and run from his classroom after he misquoted a book that he authored. She had earned her Ice Queen reputation; if a date showed that he only cared about how she looked, they wouldn’t get so much as a handshake.I guess that’s why Connie and I had always gotten along so well. She thought I was gay, so she automatically assumed her looks meant nothing to me. Connie was wrong about me being gay, but it had never been just her looks that attracted me. She was sweet and charming and could carry on an intelligent conversation, no matter the topic.While she was a complicated person, Connie enjoyed the simple life. Yeah, she enjoyed fine restaurants, theaters, clubs, and such, but she was just as happy to curl up on the couch with take-out and a movie, or even just a walk in the park. No, our first real date couldn’t be that simple, but she would have never complained if it was. She often complained to me that guys would take her places just to impress her, and she hated that.Friday evening rolled around, and I knocked on Connie’s door five minutes late. Connie answered the door immediately, “You’re late!””Sorry, honey,” I replied, “I got stuck in traffic.”She squinted her eyes and gave me a look. “You live next door, smartass!””Well, the hall gets busy this time of day,” Connie smirked as she shut and locked her door.”So, where are you taking me?” she asked.”You’ll see when we get there.”We drove to the edge of the city and turned into a private drive.”Where are we?” she asked. “This place looks Chinese or something.””Japanese actually, it’s a private Japanese Tea House and Spa.” Connie’s eyes light up at the word ‘Spa.’A Geisha greeted us as we entered the front door. “Irasshaimase, Onamaehanandesuka,” which means welcome to our store, what is your name?I answered, “Connie-san, Conner-san.”The Geisha responded, “ahh hajimemashite,” which means nice to meet you. “Conner-san, Kochira e dōzo. This way, please.”We followed the Geisha to a beautiful patio that overlooked a Japanese garden. The Geisha said, “Koko ni suwatte kudasai. Please sit here.”I told Connie to sit on the floor pillow, then turned and bowed to the Geisha, “Domo arigatogaozaimashita. Thank you very much.”The Geisha bowed and left us.”Jay, I didn’t know you spoke Japanese?” asked Connie.”Yeah, I speak Japanese and Spanish fluently, German and French enough to get by, and just a little bit of Mandarin.””My god, Jay, you speak six languages. I never knew you spoke anything but English.””Well, I guess I never talk about myself much.”A young Geisha entered the room, and Connie asked, “Are these Geisha Girls?””Ahh, you just refer to them as Geisha.””But aren’t Geisha prostitutes?” Connie asked.The Geisha’s eyes went wide, but I quickly apologized, “Shazai, Kanojo wa rikai shite imasen. Apology, she does not understand. Kanojo o yurushite, forgive her.” The Geisha left the room, and I explained to Connie. “Connie, sweetie, Geisha are not prostitutes, and you need to know while they speak Japanese within these walls, they all speak and understand English. So you kind of just offended our Geisha. Geisha are entertainers and hostesses, they will take care of our every need, and will sing or play an instrument for us, but they do not perform sexual favors. When we finish eating, and the Geisha finishes performing, she will escort us to the Massaji-shi ‘Masseuse’ for a massage.””Ooow, I like massages,” Connie exclaimed.”Yes, I know you do, but I have to warn you. My dad said the massages are fully nude, both you and the Masseuse, and very sensual. You can’t ask for anything sexual, but it will be a happy ending as it were. If they touch anywhere you don’t like, just say ‘Bango,’ which means ‘No,’ and they’ll move on.””Jay, have you been here before?””No, it’s one of the many businesses my dad owns a stake. So the Geisha should be back in a second. You insulted her, so you need to apologize. Just look her in the eye, then bow your head and say, ‘Wakaranakatta Shazai.’ It means, ‘I didn’t understand, apology,’ she will probably respond, ‘Anata wa yurusa reta,’ which means you are forgiven.”The Geisha reentered the room, and Connie made her apology, slightly off in pronunciation. Still, the Geisha smiled and offered her forgiveness. We were served soup, then a rice dish with shrimp and nigari. We ate and listened as our Geisha played a stringed instrument. Once we completed our meal, the Geisha performed almanbahis şikayet the tea ceremony. Connie mimicked everything I did, and we finished the tea and sweet cakes.The Geisha then served us Saki, and went back to singing and playing her stringed instrument.The evening had been very relaxing, and I could tell Connie was enjoying it immensely. She moved over and sat between my legs leaning against my chest as we listened to the Geisha. At one point, Connie tilted her head back onto my shoulder and whispered in my ear. “I love this, Jay, thank you.” Then she kissed my earlobe and blew hot air in my ear.”Just wait till you’ve had your massage,” I retorted.The Geisha finished and led us to a changing room. Then she explained to me to remove our clothes and shower. Then to go through the door to the left without drying off, and each lay face down on a massage table. I explained to Connie, and she shed her clothes without a second thought. The shower was simply an open room with several showerheads along one wall, so Connie and I showered next to each other and washed each other’s backs.Connie took it a step further with a reach around and started stroking my cock. She then turned me around and proceeded to give me a hard and fast blow job. It took me about ninety seconds before I had to warn her I was going to cum. She just kept going until she had sucked me dry, and then stood with a smile and my cum dripping down her chin. After rinsing her face, she grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the room.”Don’t you want one too?” I asked.”Don’t worry, baby. You’re going to pay me back for that in triplicate later.”The massage room was warm and lit with candles. There was also the smell of incense burning. Connie and I laid on the massage tables in the center of the room. The two tables were together, so after we laid down, Connie reached over and took my hand. I lifted my head and looked at her, and she mouthed the words, ‘I love you.’ It was huge; Connie was not one to use those words lightly.She had told me she loved me in the past, but the context was that she loved me as a best friend. I could immediately tell the meaning was as a lover. I smiled at her and whispered, “I love you too.” Connie’s face noticeably brightened, she squeezed my hand, interlaced her fingers in mine, and put her head down.A moment later, someone came in and asked in English, “the masseuse would like to know if any part of your body is troubling you, and if you want a hard or soft massage?”Connie spoke up, “My lower to mid-back and my calves have been hurting, and I like hard.”I said, “My neck and shoulders are tight, and I like hard too.”Two young women entered the room, saying, “Kanbanwa, good evening,” and introduced themselves as Mariko and Yoshiko. They were both in matching silk Kimono, and as we watched them, the kimono’s dropped to reveal two stunningly beautiful women. Their bodies were similar, and both were about the same height, around five-foot-six, with B-cup breasts and shaved kitties. Mariko spoke in accented English and told us she would do Connie-san, and Yoshiko would take care of Conner-san.The massages began, and soon, I could hear Connie ow and ah, with the occasional low moan. My massage was going well, and I could feel the tension in my neck and shoulder fade away. Our backsides completed, the masseuse said, “Uragaesu.””Connie, they want us to turn over.” I turned over, and both masseuses gasp.Mariko said, “Saizu ga hijo ni oki,” Connie lifted her head, and they were all looking at my cock sticking in the air. Mariko said to Connie, “Your boyfriend very big,” the girls all giggled, and Yoshiko began to massaging my upper body.As the massage continued, Connie’s vocalizations became more intense with moans. I looked over, and Mariko was massaging Connie’s breasts, moving from the outside to just before her nipple. Connie reached over and grabbed my hand, squeezing it tight as Mariko firmly grabbed both Connie’s nipples and pulled. Connie convulsed in orgasm, and Mariko whispered something in Connie’s ear, Connie just shook her head, yes, and Mariko motioned to Yoshiko.Yoshiko climbed up on the table and straddled my chest, facing my feet and began massaging my stomach. I looked over, and Mariko was in the same position on Connie. Connie looked over at me with a big smile and mouthed, ‘Have fun.’Connie began rubbing her hands up and down Mariko’s thighs, so I did the same to Yoshiko. She then lifted her ass as she reached past my pelvis to massage my legs. I couldn’t see, but my cock had to be close to her face as I felt her hot breath each time she rubbed down my thigh. On the fourth trip, I heard Connie moan and felt Yoshiko’s tongue flick across my cock head.I looked over and saw Connie now had her face buried in Mariko’s pussy. So I gently pulled Yoshiko’s legs towards my face, and she moved her pussy over my mouth. As I slid my tongue into her, Yoshiko reciprocated by sliding my cock into her mouth. Her mouth and tongue felt like heaven, but she licked and sucked just hard enough that it felt great, but I was never going to cum.I heard Connie cum for the third or fourth time when Yoshiko stopped and sat up. Mariko had done the same with Connie, and I figured our fun was over. Yoshiko told me to sit up, and Mariko whispered something in Connie’s ear. Connie acknowledged by shaking her head, yes, and climbed into my lap and sank my cock into her. She didn’t move after impaling herself, and Mariko told us to stay like that as she and Yoshiko positioned themselves behind Connie and me. Then they moved our legs and arms to the position they wanted us in.Mariko, satisfied with everyone’s body position, said, “You kiss like lovers, but no move bodies, ok.”Connie and I began kissing passionately, our tongues met and started twirling around each other’s mouth. I then felt hands begin massaging my chest. After a few minutes, it felt like my nipples were on fire. Connie moaned into my mouth, and we continued like that for what felt like hours. I continuously felt Connie’s pussy squeezing and convulsing, but not orgasming. I could barely almanbahis canlı casino comprehend what was happening with the massage, as my entire body was buzzing.Then I heard Mariko say something to Connie, and Connie started gyrating her hips in a circular motion. The movement took everything to the next level, and now I could feel my tongue vibrating in Connie’s mouth. Connie and I had not parted our lips or tongues since this all began. Finally, Mariko said something else, and Connie started an up and down motion in addition to her gyrating. I then felt four hands come between Connie and me, and each grabbed one of our nipples.The fingers started what could be described as a milking motion for several minutes; I felt the cum bubbling up in my nuts when the fingers clamped down hard. Both Connie and I separated our lips and screamed into the air. My entire body began to convulse and jerk with the most intense orgasm I had ever felt. Connie’s pussy was convulsing so tight around my cock that it felt slightly painful.I usually cum a lot, but the amount it felt like this time had to be insane. I felt jet after jet after jet spurt deep inside Connie. She would tell me later that she felt her cervix open and my cock slip in as she started the most intense orgasm of her life. We stayed in the sitting position with the masseuses holding us up for several minutes. Finally, Yoshiko slipped back away from me, and they gently laid us back with Connie on top of me.  My cock still buried deep and hard in her pulsing pussy. I don’t know how long we lay there before I felt Connie’s lips gently kissing mine, and I opened my eyes.Connie said, “Welcome back, baby. They want me to get off of you so they can clean us.”I gave her a quick deep kiss and held her as I rolled to the right and laid her gently on her back.The masseuses gently sponged our bodies and then helped us to stand. I looked at the tables, and the volume of fluids on those tables defied the imagination. Then as if on cue, a large plop of cum pushed out of Connie onto the floor.”My god Jay, I’ve never seen so much cum before.”Mariko spoke up, “The Okini hichi often yields large amounts of semen, but this is the most I have seen. Connie-san, if you do not wish to become pregnant, you may want to use plan B.””Oh, thank you, but I’m on the pill,” answered Connie.”Yes, Connie-san, but the Okini hichi opened your Shikyukei, so you could still become pregnant.””She means your cervix, sweetie,” I said.”Oh, okay, Arigatogozaimashita Mariko-san,” Connie replies to MarikoConnie and I showered, and to our amazement, Connie pushed out several more plops of semen. Two big fluffy towels were on tables next to the door, and our clothing looked like they’d been cleaned and pressed. As we finished dressing the Geisha collected us and escorted us to the door.”O ai dekite koeideshita. Arigatozaimashita, sayonara. Goodbye and thank you,” I said.We got back to Connie’s apartment, “Jay, would you stay the night with me?””With pleasure,” I responded.I followed her into the apartment and the bedroom. Connie turned and wrapped her arms around my neck, and we kissed passionately for a moment.”Baby, thank you for the best date I’ve ever been on.”She started removing my clothes, and I removed hers. Naked again, she turned and pulled the covers back, then pulled me into bed with her. Our arms and legs entwined, and we kissed passionately for several minutes.Connie broke the kiss and looked into my eye, “Baby, I meant what I said earlier.””I know you did, and so did I, sweetie.””Baby… I mean you’re it, I don’t ever want to be with another man but you… ever.””I know what you’re saying sweetie, but what about Rach, Sue, and Heather?” I asked.”You can still be with them too if you want. I love them too,” Connie said. “But I don’t think I could handle you being with anyone but us.””Really,” I asked, “you could st…”Connie put her finger across my lips, “shh, let talk about it tomorrow.” With that, Connie gave me another quick peck on the lips and turned over. We spooned together and went to sleep.I woke in the morning to banging on Connie’s front door. I was on my back, and Connie was lying diagonally across me with her face nuzzled in my neck, with one hand on my chest and the other resting behind my head. I could feel her pubic mound resting in the palm of my hand. I’m not sure how we went from spooning the night before to this odd position, but I liked waking up like this. The banging continued, so I began stroking her labia with my index finger until I felt her start to stir.”I’m going to beat Heather bloody,” Connie whispered in my ear. Connie then giggled, “They can’t get in, they don’t have a key.” She began sucking on my ear lobe and humping my hand.”Yes, but Rach has my key, and she knows where I keep your key.””Crap!” she exclaimed. “Let’s hurry; I want a quickie before they get in here.”Connie slipped over on top of me, grabbed my already hard cock, and guided it to her waiting hole. She slid the head back and forth along her slit several times, and it slipped in without resistance. After it slipped in, she laid on top of me and started kissing and sucking my neck. Her hips circled and ground her clit into my pelvic bone. It only took a few minutes until she shuddered to an orgasm. She lay there a few minutes while the orgasm subsides sucking on my neck. She finally lifted and looked at my neck with a satisfied expression on her face.”What?” I asked. “Is something wrong with my neck?””No baby, you’re fine,” Connie smirked as she began pumping my cock up and down this time.We had been going at it for five minutes when we heard the front door open. In rushed Heather, and dove onto the bed with a shriek. Heather immediately planted a deep passionate kiss on me while Connie continued to pump me. Of course, the interruption had set my orgasm back, but I was now being fucked hard by Connie as the other three girls sat on the bed and watched.Suddenly Heather yelled, “YO BITCH, You marked him?””Uh-huh,” responded Connie.”What do you mean, she marked me?” I asked.Rachel said, “She put a big hickey on your almanbahis casino neck, dude.””Oh, I wondered what you were doing to my neck.” Connie just smiled and kept riding my cock with her eyes closed.The girls distracted me enough that I wasn’t even close at that point, but I could tell Connie was getting close. Heather seemed to recognize my issue and quickly straddled my face. Heather wasn’t wearing panties under her skirt and was already wet as I reached my tongue into her folds. I was finally getting close when Connie orgasmed hard and flooded my cock and balls with her juices. Connie rolled off before I could tell her not to stop.Rachel took advantage and dropped her shorts and hopped on my cock. She had me balls deep before anyone could object, but I was already back to square one with my orgasm. In the meantime, I was quickly brought Heather to her first orgasm; Heather squealed with delight as I shoved my tongue in her rosy little hole. It sent her over the edge, and she proceeded to drench my face. Then at almost the same moment, Rachel reached her orgasm. My mouth still busy with Heather, and I couldn’t object when Rach slid off.She was quickly replaced by Sue. Sue must have been jilling off because she orgasmed as soon as my cock sank into her. As I had just taken Sue’s virginity a couple of days ago, she had the tightest pussy of the four. Not that the other girls weren’t tight, but Sue was like a new glove, it fit, but needed to stretch out a little. It was fun watching her bounce up and down.Her clit was sticking almost straight out but rubbing my pubic mound each time she hit bottom. Her face looked of pure ecstasy, and her tight pussy felt like heaven. She only took a few minutes to cum again, which brought me over the edge as well.So there I lay, in the middle of Connie’s bed, with four women snuggled up against me, two on each side. And all four of them had been satisfied by me. Yes, I was most definitely the luckiest son of a bitch in the world right now.The girls and I all drifted off to sleep and didn’t wake until 10:00 am. We all showered and dressed, then each of the girls gave me a quick five-second Frencher before leaving Connie’s. I kissed Connie last and turned to leave.”Jay,” I turn to face her, and she whispers, “I love you, Jay.”I smiled, “I know Connie, I love you too.” And I closed the door.Connie’s continued admission of love didn’t bother me. Out of the four girls, looking back, she had always been the sweetest to me, giving me looks and touches I didn’t understand until now. The funny thing is, I felt like Rachel was the closest of my friends, but then each of the girls held an equal share of my heart.Rachel’s date had been a little more spontaneous, but Rachel was a rocker girl. She loved everything from AC/DC to Godsmack. I had lucked out the previous weekend and secured two scalped VIP Stage tickets to see Nickelback’s No Fixed Address tour, and as a bonus, The Pretty Reckless was opening. Rachel loved The Pretty Reckless lead singer Taylor Momsen from her favorite show, Gossip Girl.So I had my mom call in a favor and get me backstage passes as well. Oh, and of course, I couldn’t leave my other three favorite girls out, so I asked mom if she could get me three more tickets in a section 40 feet from the stage. I also secured a car service to take and pick them up. They had known all week but didn’t let on the Rachel.It was a long ride to the venue, so I got to Rachel’s at 4:30. Of course, she made a few smart ass remarks about only ‘Old People’ going on dates at 4:30, but she was ready and dressed to the nines. I told her to wait in the living room, as I needed to get some things from her room that she would need later. Rach would kill me if I took her to a rock concert in a fancy dress. So I collected her rocker girl outfit and makeup in my bag, went back to the living room and pushed a confused Rachel out the door.”Where are we going, Jay? Your car is over there.””I’ve arranged other transport for our date tonight,” I said.”Hey, there’s Connie, Heather, and Sue getting in that car over there,” she said.”Yeah,” I said, “the other girls are going out on their own tonight.”A moment later, a stretch limo pulls up in front of us. “A limo, nice.””Only the best for you, Rach.””Good afternoon Mr. and Mrs. Donner,” said the chauffeur. “I’m John, there’s a full bar and a goody basket inside, please partake in whatever you like. The drive should take just under two hours. If there is anything I can do to make your ride more comfortable, just let me know.””Thank you, John, please let us know when we are twenty minutes from our destination,” I answered.We entered the limo and are on our way before. “Where the hell are we going that’s two hours away, Jay?””You’ll find out when we are twenty minutes from arriving. Let’s see what’s in the goody basket. Oh wow, there’s all kinds of cheeses, there’s caviar, crackers, cookies. The mini-bar is cool, it has a list of drinks, you press a button, and it makes the drink for you.”So for the next forty-five minutes, Rach and I ate, drank, and talked on our ride.”Baby, is it private back here?” asked Rachel.”Yeah, the driver won’t bother us until we are twenty minutes out. Why?””Well, I’ve always wanted to have sex in a limo,” she said.”Oh, well, I think I can help you with that.””I know you can, baby.”We started with some kissing on the back seat. Our tongues met and danced together for a few minutes before I moved my hand up Rach’s leg. I felt the heat emanating from her crotch each time I rubbed up and down each leg, and finding in true Rachel fashion, she wasn’t wearing panties. I got down on the floor as Rach leaned back and began kissing up her inner leg and thigh to her waiting treasure.I reached her already swollen lips and lick the length bottom to top and flick my tongue over her clit a few times, causing her to moan lightly. I pull back a second and watched with amazement as her labia extend out and open like butterfly wings, a bead of her juice dripped from the opening.Her scent was intoxicating and made my mouth water in anticipation. I stuck my tongue into her waiting hole, and her juice trickled onto my tongue. The taste was sweet like honey and tangy like a mango, but the flavor is unmistakably Rachel. I kept my mouth and lips planted firmly against her opening as my tongue swirled around inside her.

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