Chapter 121

It was enough! I unloaded into her. Holding her hips and thrusting as deeply as I could I bellowed! I froze and held very still as my cock pulsed inside her. When I felt my cock start to wither I sat in the chair and put my face into her pussy. My juices and her juices flowed out of her and I sucked them all in. As I ate her I bumped her clit often enough that she came twice more before she screamed, "Stop Daddy or I'll die!"

I looked up and my wife was nude on the other table, her legs wide and motioning to me. I walked to her and sat between her legs. She tasted differently than our daughter. Stronger. Her odor was stronger too. By the time she was having her first oral orgasm with me I was hard again. My sister was on her knees beside me sucking on my cock.

I stood and bent my sister over against the table. She pulled her dress up, baring her ass to me. Her hands guided my cock into her cunt. She pushed back against me and soon we were fucking like old familiar lovers. When she came she screamed my name. When I came I'm sure I sounded like a male lion. The judge banged the gavel down and said, "Case dismissed. Get the fuck out of my court."

That was a year ago today. Two days after court my memories came back. By then I had bedded my daughters, my sister and my wife. In the year I have eaten eighteen different pussies, filled eleven different pussies with my cream, loaded five asses at their request and have been sucked off by nine women. My wife and daughters have started me in a new business. I eat pussy for women who aren't getting enough at home.

I don't know why I felt as I felt before the new laws concerning sexual responsibility were passed but now I understand where the need for them came from. Men who didn't understand how important they were to the mental and physical health of those around them. I didn't know either how enjoyable sex could be once I included the family in the fun.

Josh drove up to the church in a borrowed mini van. Everett Moreno was going on the outing with the group, but his brother had been in an accident and he had to go to Chicago to be with him in the hospital. He had let Josh drive he and his wife to the airport and use the van while they were gone. He made Josh promise that they could go "Next time".

Susan was waiting on the front steps of the church. She was wearing hiking shorts, a T-shirt and worn hiking boots. Her day-pack was loaded and sitting next to her on the steps. John White Eagle was sitting on the railing near Susan. He was wearing old, faded jeans that had been embroidered by a lady some years before. The embroidery depicted scenes in a forest and was placed so as to reinforce the stitching around the front pockets of the jeans. The lady who had given John the gift of the jeans had also embroidered a medicine symbol on the inside of the fly, a symbol that would keep John strong and healthy. He was also wearing a neutral color pull over shirt with large sleeves. His long black hair was pulled back in a ponytail and it was tied with a leather thong.

Josh noticed the car that belonged to Marilynn and Miles Wilson parked where they always parked when at the church. They had somehow chosen the end slot in the row of spaces along the grass next to the church. They were sitting in the car when Josh pulled into the lot and got out as soon as they saw him. Two spaces from the Wilson's was another car, belonging to Bette and Arnold Shaker. They got out of their car when the Wilson's got out of their's, gathered their day packs out of their trunk just like Miles got theirs out of their trunk and the four walked across the lot together to Josh.

Josh parked the van as close to Susan as possible and got out. He hugged Susan and kissed her, then hugged everyone else in greeting. In fact everyone hugged and many shared kisses while Josh opened the back of the van, and the sliding door to allow the day-packs and people to get in.

As Josh put the day-packs in the storage area at the back of the van Susan followed John to the sliding door and directed him to the back seat, where she joined him. Then Miles and Marilynn sat in front of them and Arnold joined Susan and John in the back seat while Bette sat next to Miles. As Josh was ready to close the back door of the van he saw Rita Shirley running across the front lawn of the church. She was a striking sight, and Josh watched her with delight. She was wearing a teal tank top, no bra, hiking shorts that seemed almost too short and light weight hiking boots that looked new. She was carrying a day-pack in her right hand and a popcicle in her left. Rita had long straight auburn hair that flowed out with the breeze and bounced as she ran. Her smile was bright and she called out, "Wait for me!" They did. After her pack was in the back Josh closed the sliding door and helped Rita into the front passenger seat. He resumed his position as the driver and they started off.

"Since last class have you noticed anything different about your meditations?" Josh asked.

Many seconds of silence followed his question, then Miles spoke.

"I noticed last night that I seemed to be feeling more than I have felt before. I mean, I used a rose bush out on our patio as a focus last night and I felt how happy the rose feels about being. I never felt anything like that before. When my meditation was over I was still feeling such joy, I felt wonderful all evening."

"Anyone else notice anything else?"

"I did." It was Rita. "I was meditating at school yesterday, during my break, just like I do every day. The kids were out at recess and I was in the room alone. I started hearing the voices of some of the teachers in the lounge next door to my room. They weren't talking to each other. I was aware of what they were thinking. One of our teachers is so unhappy. She hasn't said anything but I heard her thinking about how her husband is cheating on her and how he has stopped helping her raise their kids. So I started sending her love, focusing all the energy I could send to her. When my break was over I felt really good and later in the afternoon I saw her and she was smiling."

"I felt someone else in my meditation last night too." Arnold said. "After Bette fell asleep I decided to meditate for a little while and I did. After a few minutes my thoughts seemed to go to the people next door to us. A few days ago I heard them yelling at each other. Something about money problems and then something about him being really upset about something her mother had done. The yelling lasted a while and then she left, slammed the door and drove off in her car. In my meditation I saw them going through the motions of living together, but not really being together. It was like I could see and hear what was happening in their house without being there. He was in the bathroom, getting ready for bed, shaving and then brushing his teeth. I could hear his thoughts. He was wondering why he was shaving when she certainly wasn't going to let him kiss her. She was in the other bathroom doing her night ritual and thinking about why he had to be so stubborn about being right. She was hurt and felt like he didn't listen to her when she had explained about her mother. I focused my meditation on their hearts. I could feel energy from me going to these two people next door. I hardly know them, but I could feel them. I felt him thinking about their fight and how he had been in a bad mood even before she said anything, and how he couldn't remember what it was about her mother that she had said. I heard her thinking that she should go in to him and ask if they could back up and try that conversation again. She thought maybe there was a way to talk to him so he wouldn't get so upset. I watched as they both finished brushing their teeth and left their bathrooms headed for the other bathroom. I saw them meet in the hallway. He said, "Honey, I'm sorry for getting so upset last night. Can we try that conversation again?" She smiled and said, "Sure. I'm sorry too. All I really wanted to tell you was how my Mom is having some troubles right now and wants to know if she can wait another month to pay us back the two hundred dollars she owes us. I didn't say it was OK. I said I wanted to talk with you, and then I'd call her this weekend." He told her he had misunderstood, that he was sorry for not listening better, and for yelling. She forgave him, and asked him to forgive her. They kissed and ended up in bed, making love. I could feel how much they love each other, and how happy they were that the anger and hurt were gone."