For once, I was lying back on my bed alone. Granted, I was naked, glistening with sweat, and catching my breath after Heidi had spent an hour riding herself to a number of orgasms before I filled her pussy with another load of cum. All she did once I was finished was kiss my cheek, whispered she loved me, before she practically skipped away to her room.
"Wonder if any other eighteen year old man complained about having perhaps too much sex?" I mused to myself.
I don't think I was, but compared to how all this started out... My first time with Heidi, then sharing myself with Amy, then eventually my mother, the twins, my other cousins, and my aunts. Nine women, all of them relatives, were my lovers. I think many men would be delighted to have one but would perhaps dream of more. I figured poly relationships likely didn't work with most people. I was surprised my current arrangement worked, but I think it was because it was within the family.
If I was with Heidi but asked for another girlfriend, she'd quickly tell me to fuck off.
Back to my original question, about having too much sex, there was no doubt in my mind that there was far more sexual energy in the house today then there was a few months back when I turned eighteen. For example, the difference in my mother was night and day. Gone was the shy and lonely woman, who hadn't been touched by a man since her husband had been killed. Now she was a sexually charged and confident middle-aged woman who had a young man as a lover and enjoyed some intimacy with her sisters, daughters and nieces. She was constantly smiling, dressed to kill, and easily kept up with me in the bedroom.
Heidi doesn't need any explanation. Our sex life was fantastic and we were always trying something new, or at least keeping it interesting between us. We'd mix up some tender lovemaking with some hot, sweaty, hard fucking. I did my best to be with Amy as often as possible, while I knew the twins could look after each other if they couldn't get their hands on me for a couple of days.
Then there was Simone and Kelly, Rebecca and Sandra... It wasn't a conundrum, I knew my mother and aunts had a lot of fun together, and I knew Simone liked to fool around with her mother, cousins or aunts. That left Kelly... After all this time, I was fairly sure she wasn't fooling around with any of the women in the household. She'd made out with Simone a few times, and I knew she'd suggested to her mother about being intimate, but in conversations with both Simone and Sandra, it had never gone any further than that.
After having a pee then a quick shower, I threw on a shirt and some shorts, heading out to the kitchen for a drink. Amy was busy finishing preparing dinner, kissing her cheek, taking a sip of water as I stood the opposite side of the counter. "You look a little flushed," she stated, "Heidi leap on you?"
"Soon as I walked through the door. She arrived home horny?"
"She suggested you were in trouble once you walked through the door," she giggled, "I did hear your cry of surprise when you got home and did as she said."
"To say I was dragged to the bedroom wouldn't be an understatement," I retorted, laughing to myself, "Can't remember the last time I got home and didn't find myself in a bedroom getting laid." Pausing, I noticed the look on Amy's face. "I'm not complaining. But... Do you think there's a different energy in the house? It's more sexually charged?"
"Of course it is, Mark. You were the catalyst for everything happening." She paused, leaning across the counter to take my hand. "Is it a problem?"
"No, not at all. I'm not going to complain about the fact I love everyone in this house and the fact I have options. It's just... Well, I'm actually worried about it all blowing up in our faces."
Amy smiled at me, walking around the counter so I could cuddle her, feeling her rub my back, almost to reassure her little brother. "Mark, as you told me recently. Heidi is your girlfriend. You're more than adamant you will marry her, and there's no doubt she feels the same way about you. And in addition to that, you'll maintain your relationships with me and your mother. Is that right?"
"Yeah."
"And Heidi doesn't mind?"
"She wants to continue sleeping with her mother and have fun with anyone willing to sleep with her in return."
"And you're fine with that?"
"Of course. We're family."
"So what's on your mind?"
Leaning back, I met her eyes. "I've been thinking about Kelly a lot, to be honest. Kept an eye on her recently and I'm left feeling she's a little left out."
I watched my sister's face light up with one of those smiled that suggested she liked what she heard. Not the fact Kelly might be lonely, but the fact I'd cared to notice. "I think you need to take your cousin out for a long weekend."
"I was thinking the same thing," I said, feeling the smile form, "In fact, I was thinking I should probably talk to her about everything. I know she's kissed her mother and sister but has she told anyone about anything else happening?"
"From what I've heard and seen, Kelly has watched but never participated."
Sighing, I felt myself slump slightly. I adored Kelly. In fact, I loved her to bits, as much as anyone else in the household, but with everything else going on, even after all these months since everything started, it felt like we'd rarely had much time together alone. "I think it's time I gave her some undivided attention," I suggested, "Then I'm going to see how she feels about her sister. Simone is desperate to be intimate with her."
"Really loves her big sister?"
"Just like how much I love the three I have." I paused before adding, "Don't ask me who I love the most."
When everyone arrived in the kitchen later for dinner, I had Heidi in her usual place to my right. When Kelly walked into the room to join us, I asked her to sit to my left. Her face lit up in a smile as she sat next to me, kissing my cheek and moving her chair closer, resting her head against my shoulder as Amy and Mum placed plates in front of us. "Can we have a chat after dinner?" I asked softly.
"Of course," Kelly replied, "What about?"
"I'd like to take you away for some private time." Taking her hand, I gave it a squeeze. "I haven't... I mean... I want to do something special for you."
"That sounds lovely," Sandra stated, smiling in our direction.
"When?" Kelly whispered, already hearing emotion in her tone.
"Can you get Friday and Monday off? I'd like to take you away for a long weekend."
"I'll call work after dinner."
I noticed more than one smile in my direction after dinner. Kelly left the table before me, stating she'd call work. As soon as she'd disappeared, Sandra walked around the table and gave me a hug. "Thank you," she whispered, "She really needs this."
"Quick question. Has she been intimate with you?" When I met her eyes, I noted the sadness. "Is she still not ready?"
