Dorsai - Eight is enough

It hadn't escaped Jeremy's notice that Beth had started out asking if he'd be willing to fuck her to including her sister, something that really didn't surprise him: there simply weren't very many things that they didn't do together.

After giving her a soft kiss on the lips, Jeremy told her "All right, you've told me why you think it's okay for us to have sex. Now I need a little time to think about whether or not I agree with you. Okay?"

Relieved that her request wasn't being summarily refused, Beth smiled up at him gave him a small nod of acceptance.

Satisfied with how things had turned out, Jeremy suggested that the two of them clean up together – an idea that met with his sisters whole-hearted approval. Shortly after that, they were happily showering and molesting each other.

After supper, Jeremy found Dawn in her room, studying. When he asked if she could talk for a few minutes, she said that she could. Closing the door behind him, Jeremy went in and sat on the edge of her bed before telling her about Beth's question and the discussion he'd had with her. After he'd finished, Dawn told him "I remember them asking me stuff like that, but it was just one of them at a time, and they didn't make it seem like any big deal – more like they were just curious, than if they had anything on their minds. I'm sorry, Jer."

"No, you don't have to be sorry, sis" Jeremy replied. "Thinking about it, I realized that they'd asked me some stuff, too, and I didn't catch on, either. What I was hoping you could do is help me."

"How?"

"It sounded like Beth – and Brit, I expect – really thought it through. I mean, finding out what age most girls are when they lose their cherry on the Internet? Checking what you said about how you made sure I wouldn't get you pregnant? Trying to see if there was a way to make it as easy as possible? That sounds like they really tried to think things through to me. And if they're really that sure they want to, then I'm not against the idea. You being another girl, I figure you've probably got a better idea of what's going on in their heads than I do; so I need to know if you think, or can find out, if they're really ready, or not. And most of all, I want to know what you think: whether it would bother you if I started fucking them. If I did, I wouldn't let it get in the way of what you and I have; I'm more worried about whether having me fucking you and your sisters would mess things up with us."

Jeremy sat patiently, watching as Dawn thought about what he'd said.

And Dawn was thinking about it. Not so much about whether or not the twins were ready (she figured they were), but more about what she thought of the idea of Jeremy fucking her and them. When she heard him ask, she knew that it was something serious; she was glad that he'd thought of it and asked before she gave her answer on the rest of it.

It was several minutes before Jeremy saw that Dawn was ready to talk to him again. She had his full attention as he heard her say "I expect that Beth and Brit really are ready to start having sex. I suppose that someone could say that what we've already been doing has somehow 'pushed' them into it, but I don't think that's the case. If anything, I think that we've shown them that being with someone else should include love as much as anything else. And I think you're right that they've shown they're serious and really thought about it; and if that's the case, then I think they're grown up enough – inside, I mean – to at least try. I know that if it would hurt them too much, or if there was anything wrong about it actually happening, you'd stop and wait until they were older and bigger; so that part of it is okay. What really threw me, and what I had to think about the most, was what I thought about it – like what you said, about the idea of you fucking all three of us. I have to admit that it kind of made me uncomfortable at first, and I thought about that, too. What I finally figured out was that I was afraid that you'd start wanting them more than you want me – that I wouldn't be able to 'keep' you. Then I realized that I can't keep you, anyway: I mean, we're brother and sister – it's not like we're going to get married or anything after we get out of school. And I thought about them, too, and knew that I love them more than I could ever say – enough, even, that I'd be okay with you fucking them, because I know that you love them, too, and they'd know it, too, when you were with them. I know that you love me, Jeremy; I mean, that you'd be willing to not be with them like that, even as cute and sexy as they are… it tells me a lot about how much I mean to you. And you mean a lot to me, too. Enough that I wouldn't want to make things even harder on you by telling you 'no, you can't fuck them'."

Seeing the concern on his face, Dawn smiled at him and told him "What I'm saying is that I'm okay with you fucking them: I love you, and I love them. You love me, and you love them. It'll work out."

"You're sure?" Jeremy asked. "If there's anything about this that doesn't feel right to you, I know I can figure out something to tell them that'd make it okay to say no."

"I'm fine with it, Jeremy… really. If you want to make sure, you can have them talk to me before anything happens."

Comfortable with Dawns assurances, Jeremy stood up and went over to where she was sitting in her chair. Kneeling down, he didn't hesitate to give her a loving kiss before telling her "I love you, Dawn. Thanks for listening to me."

"I love you, too, Jer – and I want what's right for them as much as you do. Now go on… I've still got studying to do."

After giving his sister another kiss (and briefly caressing one of her breasts), Jeremy did as he was told.

Having gotten his older sister's opinion, Jeremy still had to figure out what HE wanted to do. Sure, Brit and Beth were cute and sexy as they could be; and all the fun he'd had with them over the past several months had been great. But he also remembered how he'd felt about actually being the one to deflower Dawn, and the thought of doing the same thing to his younger sisters troubled him: he knew, now, that he had hurt Dawn (not as badly as he'd been afraid he would, but still…), and the idea that he might hurt one or both of the physically smaller twins didn't sit well. And if he hurt the first one badly enough that he didn't want to do anything with the other… what then?

It took the rest of that night, and all of the next day and evening, before Jeremy finally got things worked out in his mind. It was shortly before supper the second evening that he went up to tell his sisters that supper was ready that he told Beth "I've really thought about what you asked and told me the other day, and decided that it would be okay." He saw a brief look of pleasure on her face (and Brittany's) before both of them got serious with the realization that they now had to face the prospect of it actually happening – and that one small event did more than anything else they could have said or done to make him believe that they really understand what they were wanting.

With both of them were looking at him, Jeremy told them "I'm not in any hurry for anything to happen, so you should probably think about a few things, if you haven't already."

The looks of expectation on their faces was all he needed to continue with "I don't think we want to be rushed or anything, so you need to figure out the 'when' part. Where it happens is pretty much open – I'm fine with my room, in here, or anyplace else that we'll have privacy. I'm going to suggest that you might want to talk to Dawn about what happens and how and stuff like that; once I'm with you, I'm going to figure that you've taken care of everything you want taken care of, okay?"

Both girls nodded, and Jeremy finished by saying "Beth, you're the one that asked me, but you also kept saying 'we', like Brit was part of it, too. If it is both of you, you need to let me know – and whether it'll be me and both of you together, or just one at a time. And if it's just one of you, which one when."