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Bellaire Belles

Chapter Nine


By Mr. Freeze


The two weeks after Ashley's return were busy for everyone. My first order
of business was to patch up things with Bree.  Her mom had prepared her
for our discussion and things actually went pretty well. Within a few days
our friendship was back to normal and I was back to driving her to her
practices.   I was starting to see that her true talent was in dancing.  I
am no dancing professional but I could tell she would go far as a dancer
if that was the route in life she chose.

Sarah spent most of the two weeks buried in her charity work.  Ashley
spent most of her time at her job at Busch Gardens earning money for
college.  She also became a fairly permanent resident over at Sarah's
house.  I spent most of my time diving so I could get my PADI Assistant
Instructor certification.  The end result was that our schedules rarely
coincided with one another and we had very rare moments where we were
actually together.

I talked with Grace on the phone a few times those two weeks.  She was
still not having too much luck with my mom.  I decided to bite the bullet
and tell her about Sarah.  Grace was silent for a few seconds after I told
her and then she told me she was happy for me and also for Sarah.  She
then told me to be careful with her and not to hurt her.  That is when I
dropped the other shoe and told her about Ashley and what happened between
us.  Grace was actually quite ecstatic about Ashley being back in my life.
She said it was about time the two of us hooked up.  She then told me that
I was young and that I should enjoy myself but to make sure no one got
hurt.  I thanked Grace for her understanding.  She thanked me for being
there for her.

Ashley, Sarah and I wanted to consummate our relation together as a
threesome but our schedules never allowed it.  Either I was on a night
dive, or Sarah was at a benefit, or Ashley was working late helping out
the after-hours crew at Busch.  Our happy little relationship was becoming
completely based on one-on-one interactions between us.  Some nights I
would see Sarah.  Other nights it was Ashley.  Some nights it was Sarah
and Ashley.  Add in a couple inconvenient menstrual cycles for the girls
and you can only guess how our sex life was.

Even with all of the activity going on we all managed to stay very happy
with one another.  I was walking on cloud nine every day knowing that two
wonderful women loved me and cared for me.  Ashley was a changed woman.
Normally in school she was a very happy-go-lucky type person but now that
personality was magnified.  She positively glowed with happiness every
day.

 A week after Ashley's return we started planning Bree's surprise birthday
 party.  We all wanted to make it a very special day for her.  We invited
 all of her friends from her dancing and singing classes.  I ended up
 knowing most of them from spending time at Bree's practices so I was
 chosen to get the invitations to the appropriate kids. 

Bree had often expressed to me that she didn't have any friends her age
that were nudists and that she wanted some people her age in her life that
could share that part of her life with.  I talked with Ashley about it and
Ashley suggested getting her sister Megan and Bree together, as they were
both the same age.  Megan was immediately invited to the party as well as
Ashley's older brother, Patrick, who would drive Megan up from Sarasota.

The night before the party Ashley, Sarah and I all noticed that for once
we were all in the same place at the same time.  We coerced Bree into bed
early claiming she would need all the rest she could get for her birthday.
The three of us then quietly slipped into the master bedroom.

"Finally we all get to be together," I said as I dimmed the lights in the
room.  I looked at my two women as if I was looking at them for the first
time.  They were both so beautiful.  Both of them had a glow to them; a
glow of happiness that warmed my heart.

"What are you staring at?" asked Ashley with an impish grin.

"You two...you are...god you two are so beautiful," I said, trying to hold
back from crying.  I felt so much love in the room it was almost too much
to handle.  I noticed the two girls were getting choked up too.

I walked up to Ashley first and gave her a passionate kiss.  I reached
under her shirt and pulled it over her head, releasing her braless
breasts.  Sarah came up behind me and wrapped her arms around me. She then
dropped her hands and lifted my shirt off.  I began unbuttoning Ashley's
pants and started working them off of her hips.  Sarah, meanwhile, worked
on dropping my trousers and boxers in one fell swoop.  Soon Ashley and I
were completely naked and Sarah was still dressed.  Ashley and I looked at
one another and attacked Sarah.

I kissed Sarah and then Ashley.  Then Ashley and Sarah locked lips giving
one another a smoldering kiss that got me hard as a rock.

"Let's take care of our man," said Ashley winking at Sarah.

"Oooh, lets," said Sarah enthusiastically.

The girls threw me down on the bed and then got on either side of me. They
began kissing over me, tongues dancing between them.  I felt like I was
living in a porno movie.  Sarah broke the kiss and then dropped down and
began licking my cock as if it were a candy cane.  Ashley then dropped
down and joined her.  Suddenly I had two girls both licking my cock and
French kissing at the same time.  They carried on for an amazingly long
time as they continued to bring me to the brink of cumming, only to slow
up and regain some edge and start again.  

After about fifteen minutes of blissful torture I felt by balls boiling
over and then releasing.  I shot rope after rope of cum.  Some of it
landed on my belly.  Some on their faces, and some of it was caught in
Ashley's waiting mouth.  The girls then spent the time I was in la-la land
cleaning each other off as well as cleaning me off. 

As Ashley finished cleaning me off I pushed her off me gently and then
rolled her onto her back.  I rained kissed down on her, starting with her
lips, then her neck, then her breasts, and then down her tummy and to her
soaked pussy.

"May, I?" said Sarah straddling Ashley's face.

"God yes!" said Ashley with hunger in her voice.

It was one of the most erotic things I had ever done.  I was licking
Ashley's pussy while she was licking Sarah's pussy.  I shoved a couple of
fingers into Ashley's pussy and began finger fucking her and massaging her
g-spot.  

"Oh Christ Greg, you really know how to make a woman happy," mumbled
Ashley through Sarah's pussy.  

"Yeah, but can I make two of them happy?" I quipped.

"FUCK YES," screamed Sarah.  It was obvious she wasn't really listing to
Ashley and I bantering.  Both Ashley and I started giggling into the
respective pussies we were eating.

I then drove a finger into Ashley's asshole and she went off like a
rocket.

"Ohmyohmyohmyohmyohmyohmyohmy," was her mantra as she ejaculated onto my
face.

Sarah was on me quickly when I came up for air.  She licked my face,
enjoying Ashley's juices.  

"I am going to fuck you now while you eat Ashley," I told Sarah.  It was
more of an order.

Sarah obediently lay down on the bed and spread her legs apart.  I kneeled
between then and lifted her ass slightly and entered her.  Ashley
straddled Sarah's face and then she began French kissing me.  In the
position I was in I wasn't going to get a lot of penetration or speed but
I could still give her a nice even fuck.

Ashley was moaning through my lips as Sarah was squealing into Ashley's
pussy.  The next thing I knew, I was howling as I filled Sarah's womb.  I
collapsed onto the bed next to the two girls who were now engaged in a
vicious sixty-nine.

I watched in rapt fascination as the two girls pleasured one another.  I
was starting to realize by watching them that it was more than animalistic
lust.  There was love there.  I realized that they loved one another just
as they loved me.  Most guys would get rock hard watching two women go at
it like they are.  I didn't see the lust, I saw the beauty.  I suddenly
realized that a tear had rolled down my cheek.  Ashley was the next to
notice.

"Are you ok?" she asked.

"God yes," I said.  "You two...it was...it was beautiful."

Ashley looked at me and gave me a smile that melted my heart. Sarah sat up
and gave me a similar smile.

"So we are a true threesome," I observed.

"Yes," the two girls said in unison.

We hugged together and stayed next to one another for what seemed like a
wonderful eternity.  Love flowed between us and through us.  

"I want you next Ash," I said softly.

"I thought you would never ask," she said.

"On your hands and knees," I ordered.  "I want you to eat Sarah while I
fuck you.  Eat my cum out of her."

"Mmmmm," she enthused.  "Sounds yummy."

Ashley got on her hands and knees and presented me her pussy.  Meanwhile
Sarah spread her legs in front of Ashley's waiting mouth.  Ashley moaned
hard as I drove into her depths.  Sarah began her squealing as Ashley
began working her pussy once again.  I fucked Ashley like a man possessed.
The sheer eroticism of our lovemaking had driven me wild with desire for
my two women.  

As I was screwing Ashley I accidentally slipped out.  I slammed back into
her and she yelped in pain.  When I felt the tight confines I was buried
in I realized to my horror that I had impaled her ass.

"Oh my god Ash I am so sorry," I said.

"You pull out and I kill you," said Ashley still in pain, but with a touch
of naughtiness in her voice.

"I didn't mean it Ash," I said, still worried because she was obviously in
pain.

"Fuck me hard Greg," she yelled out.  

"Ash, please lick me," begged Sarah.

Ashley returned her attentions to Sarah.  I slowly began fucking Ashley in
the ass.  She was tight, but certainly not as tight as Sarah.  Still I
wasn't going to last long.

"AYEEEEEEEEEEEEEE OH FUCK I FEEL SO NAUGHTY!" screamed Ashley as I
continued to pound into her.  "CUM IN ME YOU FUCKER!  POUND MY ASS!"
 
That was all it took.  I tensed up and began cumming.  Her ass milked the
cum out of me.  It was seeing stars when I pulled out of her.

The three of us collapsed in a heap.  We all fell asleep that way, only to
awake in one another's arms in the morning, smelly, sweaty, and not at all
feeling rested.

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Bree's birthday arrived that next day.  June 21st.  I was to be the
distraction for the party.  I was to take Bree to the Florida Aquarium in
Tampa while Ashley and Sarah got things set up and the guests arrived.

I got up early that day and dragged Bree out for a quick breakfast at
Steak ‘n Shake before heading out to the aquarium.  The place was a
madhouse.  I guess that serves me right for taking someone out for
breakfast on a Saturday.

Once we got seated and ordered our food Bree decided to shift the topic of
conversation from her dancing to something a little less safe.

"Greg, I want you to know that with my Mom having two people in her life
she is even more happy."

"So, you aren't upset with me anymore?"

"I haven't been in awhile, silly.  It just makes me love you more."

"I love you too Bree.  You are a great friend."

"Not too many nineteen year olds would call a fifteen year old a friend."

"I would.  You are a really special person and I enjoy every second I
spend with you."

"I do too, "said Bree beaming back at me.  She leaned over the table and
gave me a good solid kiss on the lips.

I could feel blood rushing to both of my heads.  

"I don't know if it is appropriate to be kissing me like that," I
whispered so no one could hear.

"Don't worry about it you goof.  It was just a friendly kiss."  

Bree gave me a sexy wink causing me to get even harder.

The rest of breakfast was more discussion of Bree's dancing, which was
fine by me.  After breakfast we headed out to downtown Tampa.  The area
around the aquarium was very congested and when I saw the huge white
Carnival cruise ship docked near the aquarium I knew why.  I had forgotten
the cruise ship terminals were right down by the aquarium and that
Saturday was a popular day to board.

The trip to the aquarium was quite fun.  Though I hadn't started any
classes in my major yet, I had been there several times for personal
research.  I took great pleasure in pointing out the various animals and
giving explanations of each of them to Bree.  One of my favorite exhibits
there is the underwater environment around the bridge piers that cross
Tampa Bay.  I had dived those piers many times and had a lot to say about
them to Bree.

Bree was fascinated with all of the knowledge I had.  It felt good for me
because normally I was on her turf with her dancing and voice classes but
that morning she was on my turf and I got to share something of myself
with her.  I think she realized and appreciated that as well.

As our visit wore on I also noticed that Bree was always trying to be near
me or touch me.  I thought in some way it was her trying to be romantic
with me but then I started to think that maybe it was more of her leaning
on me for protection.  I knew that she never had a father figure in her
life and even though I was only less than five years older than her, she
still looked up to me in some way.  Suddenly that kiss from earlier didn't
seem so bad.  I just hoped that I wasn't deluding myself.
	
Before we left the aquarium we stopped in the gift shop and I bought Bree
a John Perry shark figurine and a baby-doll shirt with the Florida
Aquarium logo on it.   I still had a birthday gift for her, but I loved
spoiling her.  Bree thanked me with an opened mouth kiss that made me
wonder about her true feelings for me.

On the way back to the house, Bree couldn't keep her hands off of me.
First her hand was on my knee.  Then she was leaning on my shoulder, a
feat that is quite difficult in a car with bucket seats.  Then she was
periodically rubbing my arm.  I made a mental note to talk to Sarah about
this and stop things before there was a problem and Bree ended up hurt.  I
cared too much for her and I figured that girls her age had fragile
emotions.

I was brimming with anticipation when we rolled into Sarah's driveway.  I
knew Bree was going to be really surprised.  We got out of the car and
headed into the front door of the house.  The house itself was quiet when
we got in.

"Bree can you help me get the grill going, I want to have a barbeque
tonight," I said.

"Sure let me get undressed first," said Bree.

"Uh, you might not want to do that," I said, panicking.  "You might burn
yourself if you don't wear clothes."

"Ok," she said.

We walked out to the patio to a cacophony of "SURPRISE!"  Bree's friends
all seemed to appear from thin air.  Sarah and Ashley were watching the
whole spectacle, beaming.

I walked up to Sarah and saluted.  "One birthday girl delivered as ordered
ma'am," I said.

Sarah giggled and gave me a quick kiss.  "Thanks private."

Bree nearly knocked me over as she attacked Sarah.  "Thank you mom!"

"Thank Ashley and Greg too," said Sarah laughing at her daughter's antics.

Bree gave Ashley a quick hug and thanked her and then she thanked me with
a big bear hug and a quick kiss that left me blushing.

Ashley left for a moment and then returned with a younger red headed girl
and a tall lanky red haired guy.

"Greg, this is my brother Patrick," said Ashley gesturing to the tall guy.
"And this is my sister Megan."

I shook Patrick's hand and then did the same to Megan.  Megan was very
good-looking, almost as good-looking as Bree.  She had long curly red hair
similar to her older sister, an angular face with high cheekbones and no
baby fat (unlike Bree).  Unlike Ashley, she had absolutely no visible body
fat and breasts similar in size to Bree.

Patrick was tall and thin with long red hair that was neatly combed and
parted on the right side.  He looked very much the nerd with a face full
of freckles, almost no visible muscle, and his wire-rimmed glasses.

"I have heard a lot about you," I said to Megan.  "Don't worry it was all
good."

I turned to Patrick.  "Nice to finally meet you too."

"Ashley hasn't been able to shut up about you since she met you," said 
Megan with a smile.  "It's about time you two hooked up."

"I agree," said Patrick.  "She told us about your little arrangement.  You
are one lucky guy."

I pondered his words for a few seconds.  I was a lucky guy.  How many guys
got one beautiful woman in their bed, let alone two at one time?  Then
again I was lucky to have someone as wonderful as Ashley in my life, let
alone someone as wonderful as Sarah.

"So Patrick, where are you going to school?" I asked, making small talk.

"Florida State," he said with a total lack of enthusiasm.  It seemed odd 
because it had been my experience talking to students of Florida State
that they were fiercely loyal of their school.

"Hey Bree," shouted Ashley.  When she had her attention she waived Bree
over to join us.  Bree said a few parting words to the friend she was
talking to and then came over by us.

"What's up?" asked Bree when she got over by us.

"Remember telling me that you have no friends your age that are nudists?"
asked Ashley.

"Yeah."

"Problem solved.  Meet my sister Megan," said Ashley with a smile.

"Hi Bree," said Megan.

"Hi," said Bree shyly.  

"Let's leave these two to get to know one another," said Ashley pulling
Patrick and I away.

The party went on with Sarah, Ashley and I keeping the food coming and the
music going.  I spent most of the time keeping an eye on the pool making
sure that all of the guests were safe and not playing around too rough.
Every single female friend of Bree's made it a point to come up and
personally thank me for inviting them to the party.  Most of them were in
skimpy bikini's that challenged me to look at their faces while talking to
them instead of other parts of their anatomy.  Most of them gave me hugs,
a few gave me a kiss on the cheek.  After an hour of this, a giggling
Ashley came up beside me.

"You look awfully flustered," teased Ashley.

"What do you mean?" I said trying to act dumb.

"Those girls all have a crush on you," she said with a smile.  "You are an
older man, but not too old to not be cool.  They also see how well you
treat Bree."

"I don't think they have a crush on me.  They are just being thankful."

"Dream on Greg," said Ashley chuckling.  "Enjoy the attention but be
careful.  These girls will try to jump your bones if you give them a
chance."

The second Ashley walked away; one of the girls sidled up next to me and
struck up a conversation about her dancing.  I had a feeling it was going
to be a long afternoon.

We fed the guests hot dogs and hamburgers.  Sarah threw together a really
good potato salad that everyone was raving about.  After the meal I told
everyone to meet in the family room so Bree could open her gifts.

Bree started with her friend's gifts first.  She got a lot of CD's with
soundtracks from musicals, Frank Sinatra music, and music from the fifties
and sixties.  Most of the kids admitted they needed their parents help to
find such "strange" music.  Bree also got makeup, a few t-shirts, and a
stuffed animal from her friends.  

The next gift she opened was from me.  I had gotten her an MP3 player.  

Bree came up to me and wrapped her arms around me and gave me a quick, but
opened mouth kiss.  I blushed and looked around but no one seemed to think
anything of it.

"Thank you Greg, but I don't know anything about MP3's," said Bree.

"I think Ashley will be able to help you with that and when you open your
Mom's gift it might help too."

Bree went over to her Mom's gift and started opening it.  

"The gift is from Ashley and me," said Sarah.

She opened the gift to find she had gotten a brand new laptop.

"I will help you set that up for you," said Ashley.  "I will also teach
you how to use it.  That is my gift for you.  I will even help you learn
about MP3's."

"Thank you Ashley.  Thank you Mom," said Bree.  She went and gave them
each a hug.  She gave her mom a chaste kiss on the lips.

"There is one more gift here," said Sarah somberly.

"Dad's gift," said Bree, suddenly somber.

"Why doesn't everyone head out to the pool and we will be right out," said
Sarah.

The group of kids headed out to the pool.  Sarah motioned to us to stay.

Sarah nodded at Bree and then looked at Ashley and I. "Before her dad died
he went out and bought her gifts for every birthday until she is thirty."

Bree opened her gift and immediately she was in tears.  She picked out a
folded note and read it to herself and started sobbing uncontrollably. She
handed the note to her mom and she read it and started crying.  I noticed
that she had gotten a very expensive set of pearls.  Sarah then handed me
the note.

	"Dearest Brianna,

	Today you are fifteen and well on your way to becoming a woman.  I
	give you these pearls as a sign of your emerging womanhood.  Every
	classy woman wears pearls and I want my little angel to be a
	classy woman.

	Love eternally,

	Dad."

"Let's go back in the pool," said Ashley as cheerfully as she could
muster.  As I left the living room to go to the pool, I saw Sarah holding
her sobbing daughter.  I felt empathy for her.  I wanted to be in there to
comfort her but I had to go manage the pool so now one got hurt.

After an hour of swimming, birthday cake was served.  It was the first
time I had seen Bree since she opened her father's present.  She was all
smiles again, her cheerful self.  Everyone sang "Happy Birthday" to Bree
and then she blew out the candles on her cake.  After cake was served, the
guests started getting changed into street clothes for their return home.
The girls were relegated to the upstairs to change and the relatively few
boys changed in the downstairs bathroom.

At five o-clock parents started arriving to pick their kids up.  Ashley,
Patrick and I worked on getting things cleaned up while Sarah talked with
the parents as they arrived.  I spent the time as we worked getting to
know Patrick better.  Patrick was in his senior year at Florida State
studying Pre-Law.  He definitely had the brains of the family.  Ashley and
Megan had the looks.  I found Patrick easy to get along with and saw him
as someone who would make a good friend.  I made it a point to find an
excuse to get him out to the house again in the future.

After the last guests left it was time for Patrick and Megan to go home as
well.  The problem was that Bree and Megan hadn't been seen since the cake
was served.  

"I will go check in the house," I said heading into the house.  I figured
Bree was probably just showing Megan her room.  I was happy that the two
could hit it off and become good friends.  

I went up to Bree's room and the door was closed.  I knocked softly on the
door and then opened it.  I did a double take when I took in the sight
before me.  Bree and Megan were both naked and Bree's head was right
between Megan's legs.  I assumed she was licking Megan's pussy.  My cock
nearly jumped out of my shorts at the sight.  I then cleared my throat and
Bree looked up at me.

"Oh shit!"

-- end chapter nine --

-- to be continued --