I met her eyes to see hers shimmering. Nearly got me going at the same time so I managed a smile. “Sounds like a great man.”
“He’s wonderful. Mum is too. She loves taking me out shopping for girly things. My brothers were a little weirded out at first. But they did some reading, listened to what I had to say, listened to our parents. Now I’m their little sister, and god forbid someone who even thinks about hurting me. They’re all six foot plus, one hundred kilograms. I feel so tiny compared to them. I’ll be honest, compared to everyone else, Mark, my life hasn’t been so bad. The only problems I had was at school. Older brothers backed their words more than once. I was left alone after a while.”
Sighing, I hugged her tightly. “I’m glad you’ve got people who support you.”
“I also have some wonderful friends, Mark. They know my home life is great. My dad has basically adopted all of them in his own way. He does so much reading about trans issues. Seeing him get emotional as we discuss things makes my heart swell. He knows it isn’t easy for any of us.”
“Hell, you’re making me want to meet him myself.”
“You will. He loves meeting friends.” She paused. “I’ve never taken a man home though.” She glanced up as I met her eyes. “Cindy has already said she’ll talk to you about meeting people but… Would you like to come with me? Cindy will come too, as will the others.”
“I’d love to. You’ll be meeting my family too.”
Walking out with smiles on our faces, we sat down on the couch, Georgie explaining what we’d discussed. Cindy smiled, as it was a feel good story compared to others. Alexa immediately sat next to me, needing some more cuddles. “She likes you a lot,” Cindy whispered, noticing her approving look, “Needs a good man in her life, Mark. And that man is going to be you for the time being.”
I needed a break so Cindy suggested we make dinner. Nothing large, as lunch had been very filling, but Cindy and I enjoyed making dinner together. She was a much better cook than I was, but I could handle a knife, so while I chopped things, she organised everything else. The girls sat and watched, sipping at wine, noticing how Cindy and I worked together.
“It’s so adorable,” Cass finally said, “When’s the wedding?”
“I need to propose first, but I would rather Cindy select her own ring. I want it to be perfect.”
Cindy stopped and looked at me. “Really?”
“You’ll be wearing two rings the rest of your life. Your engagement ring, then your wedding ring. I want to make sure that you look down at your ring finger every time and smile.”
We finished dinner, chatting away as we ate, before we returned to the living room, gathering on the couches and chairs, everyone laughing away as we talked shit before there was a moment of silence.
“Cindy, why the fuck are you letting us fuck him and him fuck us?” Cass asked, and I heard the serious edge to her tone. I wasn’t the only one to look at her in surprise. She actually looked a little upset. I think she was worried about her friend.
“Because I love him more than anything. But you’re my friends, and you need love too. And Mark has already proven how big his heart is. His ex-wife is broken after their divorce, yet he still found it in his heart to make love with her. Sure, I was also there and involved, but there was no missing how great their relationship must have been around five years ago.”
“It was pretty good when our relationship worked,” I admitted.
Cindy moved across the room to sit next to Cass. “Unusual for you to be so open about something like that.”
“I just don’t want to see either of you hurt.”
Cindy kissed her cheek. “We’re having fun, Cass. Are you having fun?”
“I want to make love with him,” she whispered.
Cindy stood up, forcing Cass to her feet, walking her to stand in front of me. “Mark, make love to Cass here in front of us.”
“What?” I asked, chuckling a little nervously.
“Cass, do you want Mark?”
She met my eyes and I was amused by the blush. “I’ve thought about it every damned night since our time together before.”
“So what’s the problem then?”
She sighed, running fingers through her blue hair. “I guess I’m just overthinking as always.”
Cindy placed Cass in front of me, then gently pushed her down to her knees between my legs. “Cass, get him hard, then climb on and ride his cock. Trust me, you’re going to love it.”
She didn’t need to blow me. I stood up and kissed her, Cass melting into me and it was one hell of a kiss. I rose to occasion quickly, feeling her poke me in return, both of us chuckling. “Want to ride me?” I whispered into her ear. I felt her nod as I held her in my arms. “You okay?”
“I’m the same story, Mark. I’m thirty years old. I haven’t…” She choked back a sob, and within seconds, it was a small group hug. “I’m so lonely. I have no-one. They abandoned me.”
I shushed her. “It’s okay,” I whispered, “We’re here for you, Cass. Cindy is. And I am too. For as long as you need me.”
“Forever?” Alexa asked softly.
“If Cindy says that’s okay.”
“I might have to re-evaluate what I said when we were married, Mark. I’d feel awful taking you away from them. My friends need at least one good man in their life. Well, you’re okay, Georgie, though a second good man isn’t a bad thing.”
Lifting her chin, Cass met my eyes, using my thumb to wipe her cheeks. “Family sucks?” Her bottom lip trembled as she nodded. “Then like I told Alexa, we’re your family.”
“Fuck, I’m so glad you walked into the bar that night, Mark.”
“So am I. I’ve learned so much not only about all of you and your lives, but I feel like I’ve learned plenty about myself at the same time.”
Gently pushed in my chest so I was sat back down on the couch, I had more than one hand lube up my cock as Cindy and Georgie got Cass ready to ride me. Once everything was in order, Cass straddled my lap and slowly sank down on my cock. Her face lit up as my entire length eventually disappeared inside her, and I wasn’t surprised she needed to kiss me hard as she started to ride my cock.
As she rested her hands on my shoulders, I glanced to see the others watching. They all remained dressed, simply observing with a smile on their face. So I turned back to watch Cass, a dreamy smile on her face. She was beautiful. All six of them were beautiful. I pinched myself, hearing laughter around me, mentioning I was just making sure I wasn’t dreaming, that this was all true.
Cass stroked her cock fast, and she must have been turned on, as I quickly found my chest covered in more cum. I was used to the feeling, using a finger to clean myself up, while also getting rather turned on as she sucked on my fingers from time to time.
Despite having enjoyed a few orgasms during the day, I surprised even myself by being ready to leave another load of cum in a tight little arse. Warning Cass I was getting close, she kissed me deeply as she rode me as hard and fast as possible, almost worrying she’d hurt herself. Worked like a charm, though, as I finally groaned loudly and filled her arse with another load. Cass loved it, eventually stopping her movements and cuddling into my chest, stroking her slightly damp back with my fingers as we found ourselves cuddled from each side.
Cass eventually lifted herself off my lap as my cock finally went a little soft. I sagged back into the couch as it had been a long day, and despite the breaks, I’d cum a lot and, even during those days when Cindy and I fooled around constantly, I would spend half my time helping her cum and not focused on myself at all.
Taking my hand, Cindy escorted me to the bathroom so we could have a shower. Even when her hands were all over my body, lowering them to soap up and clean my cock, I barely had a reaction. “Tired, baby?” she whispered.
“Been a long couple of days,” I muttered.
“Are you up for a little more fun tomorrow?” Smiling, I just nodded, earning a cuddle from her in return. “Never worry about what I’m thinking, Mark. If I didn’t agree to it, or didn’t like the idea, it wouldn’t happen. You’ve now learned a lot about my friends, and maybe you now understand why I want you in their lives as much as mine.”
“I knew life could be tough at times, but what I’ve been told by most of you…” I trailed off, shaking my head.
“Then there is you, Mark. The very day I told you I was transgender, you immediately called me beautiful. I’m sure you now understand how much that meant to me. No hesitation, you thought I was beautiful. You loved me for me.”