Nikki stretched. The sheets were soft. The space beside her was empty but warm. She got out of bed and put on a silk kimono Mandi had given her. She stepped out into the open floor plan and saw Mandi working at the stove. 

“Coffee is ready. Breakfast in five.”

“How the hell did you know I was up?”

“I just do. I always know where you are.”

Nikki came up behind her and hugged her. Mandi turned around, and they shared a brief kiss.  

“What is the plan for this fine Saturday?” Nikki asked. 

Mandi grinned. “I thought about inviting Kim and Pat over, covering you in chocolate sauce and throwing you to them.”

Nikki threw her hands up in mock horror. “Oh no! Anything but that!”

Mandi scooped grits, ham, and eggs into bowls. Nikki helped her carry them outside, and Mandi returned for the bagels fresh from the toaster. Nikki had shed her robe, as had Mandi.

“You have taken to eating out here in the nude well enough.” 

Nikki smiled. “I’ve taken to a lot of things.” Her foot rubbed Mandi’s leg. “Like sex every day.”

Mandi reflected on the past month and a half. Nikki moving in, taking remote college courses. Her heart quickened at how easily their lives fit together. Kim and her family loved her; Dad loved Nikki, and they all agreed they were good for each other.

For the first time, Mandi didn’t feel like she needed to find another lover. She still loved and wanted each of them in her group, but Nikki had filled a void she didn’t know existed. Only one more hurdle: Mandi’s mother and sister would be back from their European vacation. That would be interesting.

Mandi smiled back. “You know I have not had cock since you moved in?” She paused. “Maybe I should go find a big black cock today.”

Nikki affected a hurt look. “Really? I’m not enough?” 

“Be a good girl, and I might share.” She paused. “On second thought, maybe we should find two guys, one big for me and one that won’t rip you in half.”

Nikki stared, eyes narrowing. “Is it true what they say? You know, about size?” 

Mandi’s face was inscrutable. “Maybe you will find out.” Mandi changed the subject. “Mom and Anne will be back from their vacation tomorrow.”

“Hoo-hah, I finally get to bag the hot sister.”

“Fuck you.”

“Again? Well, ok.” Nikki kissed Mandi.

“Maybe I’ll go after that BBC after all,” Mandi growled.

“Thank you for breakfast.” Nikki stood and picked up the empty bowls and her own plate.

“I think I’ll do the dishes later. I feel like going back to bed and doing naughty things.”

She sauntered back into the house. Mandi finished her coffee. Slowly, she rose, put her dishes with the others, and walked to the bedroom. Nikki was on her back, legs spread, two fingers sliding in and out of her wet pussy. Mandi knelt between the petite redhead’s thighs. Her fingers replaced Nikki’s, and she added a third. Nikki gasped. Mandi kissed Nikki as she finger-fucked her. 

“My first black cock was over eight inches. I think he was close to 10. Can you handle that much cock?” Mandi cooed.

“Fuck me, Mandi. Fuck me good,” was the only reply the redhead could manage. 

Mandi used her thumb on her clit as she wiggled her fingers inside Nikki’s tight little pussy.

“Cum, Baby.”

Nikki groaned, and warm wetness covered Mandi’s fingers.

oOo

“Pat’s here.” Mandi motioned to a sleek Porsche.

They knocked and went in without waiting for an answer. A six-foot blonde wearing a sports bra came out of the kitchen. 

“Hey, Mandi!” She came to the pair and kissed and hugged Mandi.

“Hi, Pat.” Mandi motioned to Nikki.

“This is Nikki.”

Pat pulled her into a bear hug and kissed her thoroughly. 

“Simply adorable,” Pat said as she walked toward the pool. “Everyone is out here,” she called over her shoulder.

Nikki looked at Pat, admiring her flawless body. 

“Holy shit, she’s ripped.”

“Mmm hmm.” Mandi agreed. They followed Pat out to the pool. Nikki recognized Mark and Kim, the house's owners. In a fluid motion, Kim rose and kissed Nikki and Mandi.

“Mark has been looking forward to this afternoon for a long time.” Kim purred, her hand on Nikki’s chest.

Nikki glanced at Mandi and winked. “You’ve all planned my afternoon already?” she asked.

“Only if you say yes, dear one,” Kim said. Nikki moved toward Mark, who patted his knee.

“Dammit, she likes MEN?” Pat complained as she stripped off the sports bra. She held out her hand to Mandi. “Still love me?” Mandi kissed both Pat and Kim and allowed them to remove her clothes.

Nikki ignored Mark’s knee; instead, she moved between his legs and raised her arms. Mark took the invitation and lifted her polo shirt over her head, revealing her pert A-cup breasts. Nikki leaned forward, and Mark took one puffy nipple in his mouth as he hooked his fingers in her shorts and slid them down her legs. Nikki groaned as he nursed her tit.

The other three women watched the pair for a moment. “Moves fast, doesn’t he?” Mandi quipped.

“Overrated,” Pat said as she pulled Mandi’s face to her waiting pussy.

Mandi eagerly began to lick and suck on Pat’s clit as Pat lay back, offering Kim a face to sit on. Kim groaned as Pat teased Kim in the way only a lover with years of learning her partner could. Mandi redoubled her efforts to get a moan from Pat.

Nikki allowed Mark to nuzzle her tits, then dropped to her knees and pulled at his swimsuit. His cock sprang up, and Nikki attacked it with enthusiasm. She didn’t suck him long; they both knew he wanted to feel her pussy wrapped tight around his cock. Nikki rose and turned, straddling him. She sank on his cock in reverse cowgirl. Mark’s hands cupped her tits from behind as she rose and fell, her eyes glued to her girlfriend eating the tall blonde lesbian. It had been a while since Nikki had fucked a man, but the heat building in her pelvis was familiar.

“Fuck, your cock feels so good,” Nikki moaned. Her motion became erratic, and she convulsed in a massive orgasm. Her cry caused Kim to look over, startled. And Mark moved his hands from her tits to her waist, moving her up and down.

“Shit, I’m going to cum, Nikki.”

Nikki dismounted and fell to her knees, taking Mark’s cock down her throat, where he blasted her tonsils with jet after jet of cum. She kept sucking him and then started jerking his cock.

“Stay hard,” she said, and she stood. She led Mark by his cock to Mandi.

“Fuck my girlfriend,” Nikki told Mark just as Pat finally screamed into Kim’s pussy when Mandi made her cum.

Mark put one hand on Mandi’s hip and guided his cock to her pussy with the other. With the head wedged into her cunt, he drove forward, burying himself in Mandi’s tight warmth. Mandi moaned and reached a hand between her legs. She began rubbing her clit, working to a fast orgasm. 

Pat grabbed Nikki and laid her down. She spread the redhead’s legs and fastened her mouth to her pussy, tongue driving deep into her. Nikki moaned, and Kim leaned over, kissing Nikki and massaging her firm A-Cup tit. 

Nikki stared at Mandi’s face as Mark fucked her hard. Their eyes locked, and they both smiled, even as ripples of pleasure ran through their bodies. Pat was an expert with her tongue, and Nikki was soon mewling as Pat kept her on the edge of orgasm. Mandi came with Mark deep inside her. Sated, she turned her head.

“You know that’s not where you want your cock,” she hissed.

Mark pulled his cock out of her dripping pussy and slowly eased it into Mandi’s ass. Mandi arched her back and groaned. 

“Yes, babe, in my ass, that's where your cock wants to be.”

Nikki watched her lover take a cock in the ass, and she screamed as she came all over Pat’s face. Pat slid two fingers into Nikki. 

“Damn, she’s tight,” she said between licks on the quivering woman’s clit. 

“And tastes so fucking good,” Kim said, leaning down to kiss Pat.

Pat was massaging Nikki’s G spot, and Nikki was all but senseless with pleasure; every time Pat hit one spot, Nikki would give a little “Eep!”

“I think you broke her, Love," Kim said. Pat abandoned the redhead and moved to 69 with her best friend. 

Nikki, slowly recovering, crawled to Mandi and Mark, her eyes glued to his cock pumping in and out of her asshole. Nikki reached under Mandi and massaged her clit and kissed her thoroughly.

Nikki looked up at the man pumping his cock into Mandi. 

“Cum in her,” she commanded. 

Mark groaned and drove as deep as he could, hands pulling her hips back hard. 

“Fuck he’s filling my ass with cum!” Mandi gasped as Nikki got her off, too.

The afternoon ended up with Nikki eating out Mandi, Pat, and Kim, who helped Nikki out with Pat, giving her pointers on how the muscular lesbian enjoyed getting licked. Mandi nursed Mark’s cock back from the dead, and he came for the last time deep inside Kim, his lovely wife.

oOo

Sunday dawned, and Mandi and Nikki went to their friend Sara’s house to collect Dave, a 23-pound Norwegian Forest Cat. They opened Anne’s house, made sure the cat had food and water, and drove to the airport.

They lucked into a parking spot near Mandi’s father’s truck, then went into the terminal building at Jacksonville International Airport. Jim stood by a piano, listening to the player bang through some song from the sixties.

Jim hugged them both, literally taking Nikki off her feet in a hug. They only had to wait fifteen minutes for the flight to land and another twenty for the plane to deboard.

Nikki and Mandi stood with their arms around each other.

“There are my girls,” Jim said.

“And we aren’t?” Mandi quipped.

“Of course you are, Honey,” Jim said suavely.

Nikki finally spotted them. Her mom was Mandi, thirty years older, and Anne was a five-foot-seven redhead with hair to the middle of her back. She resembled her sister, but was thinner and carried herself with a confidence Mandi didn’t show.

The four hugged and kissed, Nikki standing awkwardly off to the side. Anne noticed and went to her.

“You’re Nikki.”

She hugged the shorter redhead.

Mandi reclaimed her girlfriend with an arm around her waist.

Her mother looked Nikki over, then at her daughter, then back at Nikki.

Sally’s eyes were cool as she looked Nikki over. Anne retreated from her sister and Nikki,  taking her father’s hand.

“Mom, this is Nikki. Nikki, my mother, Sally.” Mandi deliberately omitted her last name.

“A pleasure, dear,” Sally said. She turned her attention to Mandi. “I’m famished, dear. Why don’t you and your father take me to lunch?” 

Mandi’s arm tightened around Nikki’s waist. She opened her mouth to tell her mom off when Anne spoke up. 

“Great! Nikki and I can get to know each other.” Anne held out her hand to Nikki, and Mandi reluctantly let go of Nikki’s waist. 

Sally looked at her eldest. “Go ahead, dear. We will get your bags, and Mandi can bring them when she collects… Nikki.”

oOo

Halfway through lunch, Mandi suffered through the forced pleasantries. Sally clearly avoided the subject of Nikki, then told Mandi she had given her number to a friend's son and to expect a call. The fight was short; Mandi left her parents at the table and called for an Uber home. Her father followed her out of the restaurant and begged her to go back inside. Mandi was defiant and told her father, 

“Until Mom accepts Nikki as my girlfriend, this is the last time she will see me.” The Uber arrived just then, and with tears rolling down her cheek, she simply said, “Bye, Daddy.”

oOo

 The ride to Anne’s house was quiet for the first few minutes. Anne let Nikki drive and finally broke the silence. 

“She doesn’t hate you.”

“Could have fooled me.”

“She saw how bad Mandi got after you left for Texas. We have not seen that since she was in high school.”

“Nikki shot Anne a look. “We talked all the time. She never even said she missed me that much.”

Anne took Nikki’s hand. “You haven’t figured out my sister is an iceberg? Eighty percent of what she feels is below the surface.” 

A tear rolled down Nikki’s cheek, and Anne reached over and brushed it away. She changed the subject. 

“Have you met the gang yet?”

Nikki smiled. “Kim? Yes, and Mark and Pat.”

The way she said Pat made Anne smile.

“She must have loved you. She has a real thing for redheads.”

Nikki glanced at Anne. “You and?” 

Anne laughed. “Who do you think introduced Mandi to her?” She looked at Nikki. “What?”

Nikki was unsettled. “Mandi always describes you as the perfect daughter crossed with Superwoman.” Anne’s hand tightened on Nikki’s. 

“I have my wild side. When was the last time someone told you that you have amazing gray eyes?

Nikki stared at her for a second.

“Are you flirting with me?”

Anne's mouth curled into a smile. “Maybe.”

“You're Mandi's sister.”

“You are an only child.”

“So?”

They were almost to Anne’s house.

“Sisters who are close share… everything.”

Nikki nearly drifted into the next lane.

“Everything?”

Anne laughed. “Watch the road.”

“You can't say something like that and tell me to watch the road.”

She pulled into the driveway. Anne unlocked the door and let Nikki go first.

“And a really nice butt,” Anne teased. 

Before Nikki could reply, she shrieked as a large brown-and-white blur sprang from the mantle and slammed into Anne’s chest. She cuddled the big cat. 

“Hi, my love. Were you a good boy?” She set him down, and he circled her legs, his purr as loud as a chainsaw. He spotted Nikki and jumped to the back of the couch, paw reaching out to her. Nikki scratched his ears, and his purr grew louder.

Bemused, Anne said, “Well, the most discerning member of the family likes you.” She ran her hand up Nikki’s back.  Nikki turned her head to look at Anne, a smile on her face, thand then the smile faltered. Static electricity crackled between the redheads, and Anne’s lips fell on Nikki’s.

 Nikki broke the kiss.

“But Mandi.”

“She shared with me how you ‘wanted to bag the hot sister.’”

Nikki's face went scarlet.

“She told you that?”

Anne grinned. “I told you; we share everything.”

Nikki pulled Anne close and kissed her. Anne broke the kiss and led Nikki to the bedroom. They stripped each other, and Anne lay on her side in the center of the bed, an anticipatory look on her face.

“Okay, time to ‘bag me.’” Nikki grinned and lay next to Anne, kissing her. Their hands touched, and Nikki marveled as she explored Anne’s body. Not as muscular as Pat, but fit. Nikki kissed her way down Anne’s body, lightly pulling on her pubic hair with her teeth. She took her time, determined to make her time with Anne memorable. She slid a finger inside Anne, seeking the same spot that Pat had touched to great effect. Anne squirmed under Nikki’s touch and mouth. 

“Oh, God, right there!” Anne screamed. Her hands twined in Nikki’s hair, pulling her tight into her pussy. Her nipples swelled to the point they looked like they would burst. Nikki slipped another finger inside and lightly scraped her nails along the roof of Anne’s tightening quim. 

Anne bucked, seized in orgasm. 

“Stop! Stop! Dear God!” Anne cried out.

Nikki moved up and kissed Anne, moaning as the older woman fingered Nikki’s clit. 

Nikki’s text note rolled across the bed. 

“Damn,” she said, reading the text.

Anne scanned the screen.  She kissed Nikki. “Go. She needs you.”

“Come with me.”

“Go. I'll shower and catch up.” Anne glanced at her and grinned. “And wash your face.”

Nikki's eyes widened. “Oh, right.”