Bellaire Belles

Chapter 16


By Mr. Freeze



I was stunned at Ashley's sudden outpouring of emotion.  She now lay on my
chest, a quivering, sobbing wreck.  I was at a loss for words.  I didn't
know what to say.  I loved Ashley with all my heart.  In fact I could
honestly say of the three women who captured my heart that she was the one
that had the biggest piece.  The question was could I leave Sarah?  Could
I leave Bree?

I brushed my hand through her silky red curls, trying to comfort her as
best I could.

She turned and looked at me and started crying even harder.  I hugged her
too me as tight as I could.  I felt bad for her.  I felt bad for what I
was doing to these women.  They all loved me and wanted just me.  I
thought back to what Bree had said that morning.  She didn't want any 
other man.  She wanted just me.  I wondered if there was any love in
Ashley's heart for Sarah or it what she shared with her was just a ruse.

"Oh God I'm so sorry," sobbed Ashley.  "I'm such a selfish bitch for
wanting you alone.  I'm just so jealous.  I can't be like Sarah.  I can't
be as giving.  I'll do it though because in the end I would only be happy
if you are in my life even if I have to share.  I love you more than
you'll ever know Greg."

"I'm the one who should be sorry," I said.  "I never knew I was hurting
you this much."

"It's not your fault Greg.  Sarah found you first.  Sarah offered to
share.  You are a victim of the situation.  I know you love Sarah and
Bree.  I know you love me too.  I could never ask you to leave them.  I
just need you to know how I feel."

"I still can't stomach the thought that I'm hurting you though," I said.

"It would hurt me more if you weren't in my life," said Ashley gasping for
air.  "When I ran out of your dorm room that day and we didn't see each
other was the worst time of my entire life.  I was miserable.  I needed
you but I was too pig headed to pick up a phone and call you.  I was too
pig headed to return your calls.  If I wasn't so pig headed I might have
you to myself."

"I was miserable too when we were apart.  Ask Sarah.  That's the reason
she went looking for you.  She knew I would be unhappy without you back in
my life and that I could never find happiness with her unless you were in
my life as well."

"I know," sobbed Ashley.  "I'm just selfish.  I'm so sorry that I'm 
selfish."

"There's nothing to be sorry for," I said.  "I'm just sorry for not
realizing there was a problem."

"I love you so much," said Ashley as she wrapped her arms around me 
tighter.

"I probably shouldn't tell you this but of the three girls you are the one
I love the most," I said.

"Really?" said Ashley with a glimmer in her eye.

I nodded.  "You and I were friends before we got involved.  We were best 
of friends.  Still are.  You're the only one I feel comfortable telling my
darkest fears and greatest joys with."

Ashley was crying again except this time it was tears of joy.  I really 
didn't want her to know what I just told her but for some reason it just
seemed right.

We fell asleep in each other's arms.  I'm pretty sure that Ashley cried
herself to sleep.

The next morning Ashley was gone.  I was alone in bed for probably the
first time all summer.  I stretched and went to the bathroom to do my
morning ritual of shit, shower and shave.  When I was done I threw on a
pair of boxers and went down for breakfast.

Ashley was making breakfast.  Bree was sitting at the table chatting with
Ashley as she cooked.  Both were nude.

"Good morning lovely ladies," I said as I entered. 

I made it a point to walk over to Ashley first and give her a kiss.  I 
then walked over to Bree and did the same.

"Anything I can help with?" I asked.

"Nope," said Ashley.  "Bree already offered and I shot her down.  
Breakfast is on me today.  Sit down and relax."

I sat down at the breakfast table and grabbed the morning paper.  I
pretended to read it, but instead admired Ashley's naked body in front of
me.  In the last couple of months she had lost weight.  I knew she 
occasionally worked out with Sarah but it was getting to the point where
Ashley had little body fat whatsoever.  She looked really good. 

Ashley for her part noticed my ogling and decided to make breakfast 
preparation into a show.  She dropped a lot of things on the floor, which
required picking up.  While picking things up she always pointed her ass
to me and gave me a good view of her pussy.  I quickly had an erection
sticking out of my boxer shorts.  Bree was watching the whole spectacle
with a great deal of amusement.

Patrick was next to come down just as his sister was bending over to pick
up a knife off the floor.  He sidled up behind her and pressed his limp
cock to her pussy.  It caused Ashley to jump and Patrick to get hard.  
Both Bree and I were in stitches from the antics.

Ashley turned around and punched her naked brother in the gut playfully.  
Patrick responded with a good solid kiss.  The two smiled at each other 
and then hugged.  Patrick grabbed her ass playfully causing her to squeal
and then sat down.

"I shouldn't make you any breakfast for that," said Ashley trying to sound
angry.

"Maybe you should beat him with your spatula," I said.

"He'd enjoy that too much," chimed in Bree.

"She's right," added Patrick over our howls of laughter.

Breakfast was served after Megan and Sarah made their way down.  Grace was
still getting ready and claimed she would just have a bagel anyways.  
Conversation at breakfast was light and witty.  Everyone was teasing 
everyone else in some sexual manner.

After breakfast I helped Sarah clean up the dishes as everyone else went
out by the pool.

"I wanted to thank you again for helping out with Bree," said Sarah as she
was loading some plates into the dishwasher.

"I didn't do it for you Sarah," I said.  "I did it for Bree because I love
her."

"So now I'm sharing you with my own daughter?" said Sarah with a smile.

I nodded.  "I guess so."

"I don't mind.  I'm happy for her.  I just miss being with you."

"I know Sarah.  It's tough putting everyone on a schedule now."

"I would like a night alone with you like you had with Ashley last night,"
said Sarah.  "I need a little one on one action with you."

I kept silent the fact that Ashley and I didn't do anything but cuddle and
bask in our love for one another.

"How about tonight?" I offered.

"How about after Patrick and Megan leave?" asked Sarah.  "I don't want to
miss out on any fun with them."

"Sure," I said.  I felt a little jealous of Patrick just then.

"Why don't we go out to the pool and join them and start a little fun of
our own," said Sarah grasping my cock in her hand.

She led me out the back patio door, holding my cock the entire time.  When
we got outside we noticed that the orgy had already begun for the day.  
Bree and Megan were going at it in a sixty-nine.  Ashley was on top of her
brother Patrick, impaled on his cock.  Moans and soft screams were the 
morning music.

I took Sarah into my arms and kissed her gently.

I whispered into her ear, "I love you Sarah."

She pulled on my cock and whispered in my ear, "please put this monster in
me now."

I was put off by the fact that she didn't even want to play around first.  
I grabbed a cushion off of one of the patio loungers and laid it down on 
the deck of the pool.  I gently laid Sarah down on it and then climbed on
top of her.  I kissed her again and fondled her wonderfully firm breasts.

"No foreplay, just fuck me," whispered Sarah into my ear with hunger.

I sighed heavily and then grabbed my cock and aimed it at her pussy.  I 
wasn't even fully hard but I still managed to push it into her sopping wet
hole.  Our fucking became more and more intense as she constantly urged me
to fuck her harder.  When I finally managed to get myself off I was 
bucking into her so hard that I was sure I was leaving bruises.  She had
screamed her way through two orgasms in the time it took me to reach my 
one.  In the end I felt dirty somehow.  Something just didn't seem right.

Nonetheless, I held Sarah afterwards and whispered sweet nothings in her 
ear as she recovered from her bliss.  After holding her for a few minutes 
Sarah kissed me and walked over to Patrick and Ashley who were lying 
together in post orgasmic bliss.  I looked over and noticed that Bree and 
Megan were still going at it.  I knew I heard both of them go off at least
three times a piece already.

Sarah took Patrick and Ashley came over by me.

"Hello handsome," said Ashley as she ran her fingertips down my bare 
chest.

"Hello lover," I replied with a smile.

"I'll be right back and then I want you to make love to me," said Ashley.
"I just want to wash my brother's cum out of me so you can give me the 
full treatment."

"Mmm, I'd love to give you the full treatment," I said.

Ashley gave me a passionate kiss and then disappeared into the house.

I watched Patrick entering Sarah from behind.  Sarah was wasting no time
with anyone.  Bree and Megan screamed in a mutual orgasm and collapsed 
into each other's arms.  I watched Patrick going at it with Sarah and got
hard again.  I was so lost in their activities that I was startled by a
hand on my shoulder.

"Back so soon gorgeous?" I asked.

"You never called me that before," said Grace, giggling from behind me.

I looked back at her and smiled.  She was putting on some weight again.  I
was happy that she was coming out of her shell.  I thought for the first
time that she was going to be ok.

"Patrick's been a busy boy this morning," I quipped.

"Yes he has," said Grace with a grin.  "Thankfully he has the endurance.
He's already came with me twice this morning."

"You think things are gonna work out between you two?" I asked.

"I don't know," said Grace.  "I love him to pieces and I don't mind all
the extracurricular sex he's been getting because I've been getting just 
as much.  I'm just worried about what happens when he has to go back to
school.  He will be very far away and I don't really think I want to leave
Bellaire Shores to be with him."

"Well there's always the weekends," I said.

"That's my time with you," said Grace.  "You always spend the weekends
with me."

"Well I might be living next door full time instead of living in the 
dorms.  I can see you any day of the week."

"I know, it was just that weekends were my special time to be with you."

"Now they can be your special time with Patrick," I said.  "You and I will
find our special times together still.  You are still very special in my
life."

"You are the reason I'm still alive," said Grace, a tear running down her
cheek.

"You were my only escape from my tyrannical mother," I said.  "Just think
how I would have turned out if you hadn't been in my life.  I would 
probably be some stick up my ass Christian zealot like my mother."

Grace chuckled and wiped the tears from her cheek.

"Can I give you a hug?" asked Grace.

"Only if you ignore the raging hard on I have," I said standing up.

"It'll only make the hug more enjoyable," said Grace.

I took Grace into my arms and basked in the warm softness of her skin.
Grace wrapped her arms around me and squeezed me as if her life depended
on it.  Her nipples bore into my chest like tiny daggers.  If it was 
possible, my state of arousal increased.  Grace pulled back a bit and
pressed her lips to mine.  I returned the kiss, taken in by the moment.
Her tongue entered my mouth and I accepted it, adding my tongue to our
wicked game.  It was when her hand touched my cock that I pushed her back
away from me.

"Shit!" I exclaimed.  "I'm sorry.  I can't do this."

"What's wrong?" asked Grace.  "I thought you loved me."

"I love you with every bit of my heart but I love you as my aunt.  You
yourself said this would be wrong just the other day."

Grace lowered her head in disgrace.  I reached out to comfort her and she
flinched away.  Tears started streaming down her face.

"Grace, I'm sorry," I said.  I entered my normal wimp mode and caved.  "If
you want to fool around that's fine with me."

"No, you were right," sobbed Grace.  "I'm the one that should be sorry.  I
just love you so much and it's something I've always wanted to do for 
you."

"Huh?"

"I've always desired you Greg.  You're the perfect man in my eyes.  I'm
jealous of Sarah, Bree, and Ashley because they get to share the love of a
perfect man. "

"But I do love you Grace," I said.  "I don't need to stick my dick in you
to prove I love you.  I can't say the thought has never crossed my mind
but I just don't think it would be right."

"Yet you have no problem with Megan, Ashley and Patrick fooling around, do
you?"

"Well no," I said.

"Just think about it then," said Grace.  "I promise I won't become your
fourth girlfriend but it would be a nice way for me to show my love for
you."

Grace left and joined Patrick and Sarah in a threesome.  I soon felt arms
from behind me draping around my neck.

"Did you miss me," said Ashley in a husky voice.

"Yes," I said.  "I got all hot and bothered watching Patrick and Sarah
going at it."

"And now Grace too!"

"Yeah," I said absently.

"Is something wrong Greg?"

I shook my head and then corrected myself by nodding.  "Grace asked me to
make love to her."

"You said no I take it?"

I nodded.

"Not ready to try the incest thing, huh?"

"I don't know Ash," I said.  "I'm just really confused right now.  I am
sharing my love for three women but in reality it's four because I love
Grace to death.  It's different for her though because she's the only
family I really have.  I know I told her we are all like a big family and
that's true but she's blood family."

"So what you are basically saying is it's not ok to have sex with her 
because she is blood and yet what I do with Patrick and Megan is the same
thing."

"I told you I had no problem with that Ash," I said.  I stood up and 
turned to face her.  She wore the same angry expression that I did.

"Obviously you do," spat Ashley.

"I don't have a problem with you doing it," I shouted at her.  "I have a
problem doing it.  Big difference."

Everyone was now staring at me.  Grace was in tears.

"Ah fuck this!" I shouted.  "Have fun with your fucking orgy!"

I stormed back into the house.  Ashley was close behind me.

"Don't you walk away from me Greg!" shouted Ashley as I passed through the
kitchen.

"Leave me alone Ashley," I yelled back at her.  "You're the last person I
want to talk to right now."

"If you love me you'll talk to me," said Ashley with fire in her voice.

"Fine," I said.  "Let's talk.  First of all you made me look like an ass
out there in front of everyone.  Secondly you made me hurt my Aunt's
feelings.  Everything I have said goes in one ear and out the other in 
some vain attempt for you to be mad at me because I don't want to be 
incestuous with my Aunt.  If you don't believe me when I tell you I have
no problem with you making love with your brother and sister then maybe
you don't have enough trust in me to tell the truth and then this is all
a mistake."

I knew my words stung Ashley hard when she winced at them.  Suddenly she
was in tears.  I made no move to comfort her.  I wanted her to suffer
after what she put me through.

"I fight every day for your approval.  I fight two other women for your
heart on a daily basis and I'm afraid that I'm gonna be the loser in all
of this.  I fear that you will discard me like yesterday's trash when you
tire of me and find Sarah more alluring or Brianna more youthful and 
exuberant.  I knew that telling you about my incestuous past would be
risking everything I have with you yet when I blurted out about it and you
so readily accepted it I was ecstatic.  I believe that it's too good to be
true that you accept me for all of my faults."

"It's not one of your faults if you love them both the way I think you 
do," I added.

"I just got defensive because in a way your rejection of Grace felt like
a rejection of my past and present."

"Am I gonna have to prove every day how much I love you so you don't feel
jealous or left out?  Am I gonna have to do that for Bree and Sarah too?"

"No," said Ashley.  "I'm sorry.  I was wrong!"

"You're just saying that so I don't stay angry at you.  You're so 
desperate for my attentions between the other two girls that you will do
anything to make me happy.  Be yourself Ashley and don't try to placate
me."

"I am being myself!"

"Bull shit!" I exclaimed.  I was getting sick to my stomach from this
discourse.

"Please don't be angry with me!" pleaded Ashley.

"I'm beginning to think that everything is a huge fucking mistake," I 
said.  I had reached my point of breaking.  Anger was taking over my 
emotions completely.  "I can't handle all three of you in my heart at the
same time anymore.  It's wonderful to be loved by three women at the same
time but when they all get jealous of one another I'm stuck in the middle.
Maybe it's just best if I leave all three of you so I don't cause anymore
heartache except mine."

"I told you that I will stay by you even though there are two others," 
pleaded Ashley.

"No," I said.  "I'm finished.  I've hurt my Aunt over all of this and hurt
you.  I can't keep hurting people."

I started walking up the stairs with a sobbing Ashley following close 
behind.  I walked into the bedroom and got dressed while Ashley kept 
sobbing, "don't go, don't go" over and over again.  My baser instincts 
were taking over.  I hated conflict and even worse I hated hurting the
ones I loved.  I did the only thing I knew how to do.  I took flight.

"Tell everyone I will be back around six," I said.  "I'm going for a 
little ride to cool down.  Whether I stay or not I don't know."

Ashley followed me back outside sobbing.  I went out the front door to
avoid the questions of everyone around the pool.  Ashley ignored the fact
that she was stark naked and followed me over to Grace's house where I 
went to the carport to get my Camry.

"Please don't go," pleaded Ashley.

"For God's sake Ashley, put some clothes on.  You're making a scene."

"You can't drive," cried Ashley.  "You're too upset!  Please!"

I got in the car and closed and locked the doors.  Ashley was pounding on
the windows furiously for me to stop.  I put the car in reverse and Ashley
followed the car down the driveway pounding on the car.  When I got out
into the street I burned rubber and punched the accelerator to get out of
there.

I flew into the intersection with the main beach road without looking to
see what traffic was there.  The last thing I remembered was the blast of
a semi truck's air horns and then blackness.


--- end chapter sixteen ---


--- to be continued ---