Road Trip part 12

And I’m treated with silence; it can be a good thing. Give them a moment to realize that everything is the opposite of what they thought I was intending to do. All my friends, my step family and biological Mother, Imelda’s mother, Jackie and Vicki; every single one of them is staring in between my girls and I waiting for something to happen. I do take note that Jun and Lilly aren’t recording this moment and thank a creator if there is one.

“Guy we need some time with this,” Kori says speaking for all the girls.

I feel like my guts are going to fall out my ass, I have never felt it like this so strongly before but now here I am on my knee with a box and a ring for each of us and they want time. Why the fuck do they need time, where is the happiness I was expecting? What about me getting tackled and showered with womanly affection times five? I can see all their faces are torn into a million different directions and the sinking feeling has changed to one of anger, giant fucking fiery anger. My girlfriends, MY future wives need a minute. I slam the box closed with a force that makes everyone jump a little and stand up tucking it under my arm. For those just tuning it this is the ‘don’t fuck with me mode’.

“You need time to think, all of you,” I ask getting shrugs of I don’t know in response,” Fine Kori you said you need time is that it?”

“Guy this is a lot bigger than we thought,” Kori says but am already rolling.

“Oh I know it’s not bigger than you thought it’s just opposite of what you thought, so anyone wanting to save this relationship right now better answer me as to who decided to jump the gun on reading the letter without me here,” I ask as all the girls look at their feet.

“I did, I thought it would be okay. Then your mom saw and was trying to calm us down after we were reading it,” Kori says as the rest of the girls nod silently.

“So you four are telling me that Kori is responsible for whole of you thinking that after all of this, the trip, the war, everything. One letter taken out at the wrong time and read in the wrong context is all it took to get all of you to follow her to the conclusion that I am breaking up with ALL of YOU,” I’m punctuating my words with rage as I ask.

“Guy we’re really sorry we jumped the surprise,” Rachael says quietly.

“Rachael, sweetie, I love you to pieces but if I ask you a question and you decide to say something that isn’t an answer to the question you made the WRONG decision to speak,” I say very upset with all of them.

“So you still love us,” Katy says realizing what she did and immediately changes her tune,” We believed what Kori thought about the letter.”

“An answer, I’ll get back to the rest of you in a moment,” I turn my attention to everyone else assembled,” I’m sorry I have to postpone the answer my girls were going to give me because we’re having a communication error or something like that but not a computer thing.”

I watch as Loretta breaks everyone up to their rooms and the only person who is left in the foyer other than me of the girls is Imelda’s mom, I can hear her talking in Spanish to her daughter and it doesn’t sound good as she exits for the TV room. The sun is going down being summer and long days it must be at least seven or eight at night.

“Guy I know you are mad,” Kori starts but I cut her off fast.

“You don’t know what I am right now but you will learn, you started this cacophony of pain because on the front of the envelope the instructions were very clear my sweet love,” I tell her using a tone most never hear, I love her but this is going to be something for the records between us,” Now get your ass upstairs.”

I can see Kori’s eyes go wide with shock, I don’t talk to her like this in a tone that is anything other than inviting and flirty but now it’s a different mood. I watch her start to head up slowly before turning my attention back to the rest of my girls.

“You followed her example now whatever she decides once I’m done explaining my side of the situation to her is what you should agree with because it’s all or nothing. Right,” I growl getting nods of acceptance.

Kori is about half way up the stairs when I start up after her fast and without being told she picks up the pace and once at the top runs to our room to get inside. I am stalking my way to our room, I wonder if it will be our room after this? It will, we just need to get the bullshit she started out of the way. I get inside our bedroom and see Kori sitting on the couch looking very ashamed as I close the door.

“I fucked up Guy, I am sorry and I ruined the moment,” Kori says quietly standing up.

I take the box with the rings and very calmly set it down on the floor before taking off my coat and setting it down next to the box. I breathe deep and note Kori’s attire, casual button up blue top with a white tank top underneath, definitely a bra holding up her always ample C cup breasts, Capri pants in beige. The shirt is only done up halfway and it’s honestly a good thing she wore this much clothing.

“I love you, Kori, I really do and despite all this I have to hope that once I’m done explaining my point here you will still love me and we won’t have any more problems or doubts going forward,” I say to her in a exceptionally calm tone.

Kori nods and I head back to my coat for one thing that I’ll need. Kori sees it as I fold out the blade on the knife and for the first time she’s overly afraid of me. I set the blade down on the bed for a moment and reach out casually taking the button up shirt in my hands and rip it open popping the buttons off and scaring Kori a little. She’s tense as I pick the folding knife back up and flip the blade till it’s upside down in my hand and facing me. I use my free hand to grab the tank top and her bra and insert the blade cutting my way down her clothing till her bra and shirt are ruined. Kori is petrified as I fold the blade up and toss it away. I wrench what is left of her tops open and lunge my head in towards her breasts latching onto a nipple with my mouth while squeezing the other with my hand. Kori’s reaction to my level of force is not what she usually has when I decide to get personal with her. I feel her hands touching me gently but she’s almost fearful as I nibble on one nipple and pinch the other. A sharp gasp escapes Kori’s mouth and I figure opening act is over as I stop and walk her to the foot of the bed. I turn Kori around to face away from me before reaching around her waist and undo her pants and yank them to the floor. I undo my own pants and move in front of Kori and sit on the bed with my cock hanging out of my pants.

“Get on your knees and fix it,” I tell her firmly.

Kori kneels down and tentatively starts to work my cock over in her mouth. I can tell she’s afraid that I’m going to do something out of the ‘Fuck Katy like a whore’ playbook. I mean I am but not everything in the book. I grip the hair in the back of Kori’s head and force it down burying my cock in her mouth and throat; she’s looking up at me with her steely grey eyes which are much softer than they were when she thought I was breaking up with her. I back her face off me a little and start moving her head to bob up and down fast, I watch her try to move her hand up to give herself some comfort room but I take it and move it aside.

“All mouth Kori, you need to make it harder so I can fuck you,” I tell her getting a puzzled look.

She’s doing a great job and I can actually smell her getting wet, it’s an aroma that is enticing to me to the point of distraction and I can feel myself getting a bit closer than I’d like to my orgasm and stop Kori’s work. I stand up with her and bend her over the foot of the bed as she keeps her body off the mattress with her hands, I separate her feet so that she’s spread before me and pull my clothes off while she waits. Once naked I kneel down between her legs and grip Kori’s ass in my hands and spread them wide smirking before I plunge my tongue into her pussy. Kori’s flavor is bittersweet and let go of her ass to thumb her clit. Kori isn’t making any noise but she’s shaking and panting hard as I’m merciless with bringing her close to orgasm. I keep this pace up till I see her legs start to shake and stop with no warning pulling myself back.

“Please,” Kori whines shaking with anticipation.

“Do you need something Kori,” I ask moving up behind her and rubbing my cock head against her slit.

“I need to cum,” Kori begs.

I don’t smile yet, no victory like complete victory and we are maybe over half way there as I slide inside her. I she’s like a furnace and I still revel at the velvet like feel to her walls, when making love she milks me for all I’m worth. I slowly back up gripping her hips with my hands and start to pound into her like a hammer to a nail, there is no mercy or soft touches as I can feel her tighten up bit by bit with each thrust. Kori is moaning now but not shaking yet as I am not letting her have the sweet love of her boyfriend that she’s used to. So many ideas from my times with Katy that I start to grin wickedly and take one hand off her hips and slap my first girlfriend’s ample ass hard.

“Owwww, Guy that hurt,” Kori whines.

I smile and raise the other hand and slap the other cheek. Kori is whimpering loudly as I alternate slaps of her ass while I punish her pussy. I stop spanking her when I can see that I’ve left two very distinct hand prints from my work on her ass. My first girlfriend’s legs are shaking, she’s grunting like a professional porn star and I can tell she’s going to cum as she buries her face into the blanket under her. I am not amused with being denied the noise I cause and I lean forward grabbing her hair and pulling her out of the blanket arching her back, the hair handle does wonders for making me fuck Kori harder.

“Please Guy that is too much,” she pleads as I can feel her start to get close.

“Are you going to cum for me because if you want me to stop all this I can Kori,” I tell her firmly,” Now do I keep fucking you or do I stop?”

Kori’s head starts to nod yes and I speed up to frantic bucking. She’s howling and I’m loving the sound as she starts shaking and I have to let go of her head and wrap my arms around her waist to keep her upright. I let her come down and pull out of her getting a groan of disappointment as she slowly crawls up the bed and lies down.

“Done already,” I ask following her up.

Kori looks down at me and seeing me hard and following her starts to get really worried. I grab an ankle and turn her onto her back and crawl up her body before lining my cock up with her and slamming it back inside hard. I get my knees under me and pin her hips down with my hand on either side before fucking her fast and franticly. Kori is pawing at my chest and her legs are spread wide as I’m hitting all the way down to her deepest. I’m getting close and she can feel it, before she was worried and now she greedily wants me to finish when I turn the tables on her again.

“I’ll pull out when I cum,” I say slowing down my pace to pull out.

“What, why pull out baby. You love cumming in me,” Kori asks confused and desperate.

“I am only cumming in my fiancés or my wives, I’m done with girlfriends. I have plenty of friends with benefits so it’s either women I would actually want to get pregnant or I cum somewhere else,” I tell her keeping my voice firm.

“Baby I love you and I am your fiancé,” Kori says desperately trying to hold me in.

“Where is the ring, I tried to give you one but you didn’t want it. If you were MY future wife you’d have a ring on your finger,” I tell her pulling out.

Kori shoves me to the side frantically and scrambles off the bed turning on the light and opening the box. It takes her a moment but when she turns back to me again I’m lying on my back, now with her ring on she comes back to me on the bed and mounts me and wastes no time fucking me for all she’s worth. She’s moaning and I’m squeezing her breasts hard as I can feel my orgasm start to build and Kori knows me well enough that she can feel it too.

“Give me what’s mine,” Kori moans frantically slamming her pussy down onto me.

I move my hands to her hips and start fucking up into her grunting hard, we’re both desperate to finish and I’m louder than normal as I cum up into my first girl, now first fiancée painting her white on the inside. I can tell Kori is happy with me finishing where I did and as she start to relax I take her face in my hand and get eye to eye with her.

“You NEVER do that to us again, you want to think the worst when it comes to how I feel about all of you then you don’t really love me and I will have to leave you, all of you do you understand,” I demand from her being as serious as I can despite my warm fuzzy post orgasm feeling.

“I’m sorry baby, I overreacted,” Kori tells me sadly.

“NEVER again,” I repeat firmly.

“Never again, we need to get better about taking surprises. Especially me,” Kori says giving me a light kiss on the lips.

We move to cuddling and I’m the one who realizes that we’ve been up here for well over an hour when I rouse my newly minted first fiancé from her well fucked state.

“Now go down stairs and get the rest,” I tell her quietly.

We get up and I put shorts and a shirt on as Kori picks up the ruin that was her top and chuckles a little. I smile back and watch as she settles on a silk bathrobe before staggering out of the bedroom and down to the TV room. I can hear them talking and it’s Kori who is the slowest one coming back up the stairs, we still have the light on in the bedroom and I have the box of rings in my hands again as my girls pile in. Kori is the last one in and I open the box again as the girls take out their rings. Thanks to Loretta all the sizes are right and they love the stone colors I picked for them, I put the box down and they are all happy but a little quiet for my liking as I watch Kori do the unthinkable. She gets down on her knees in front of me and the rest of the girls follow suit. I now notice that Kori has the sixth ring in her hands and while she’s sore as hell she’s making sure I understand how important this is for them.

“We each need to say something first,” Kori says leaving the floor open to the others.

“You are the most honest man I’ve ever met,” Rachael says with a somber smile.

“You showed me that I am a woman,” Mathilda says quietly despite her size.

“You tamed me, never thought I would be with a man for more than a few months because of my attitude but you loved my worst qualities,” Imelda says overly shy.

“You saved me, gave me a real family. Two of them,” Katy says with a little bit of sadness.

“We are horrible and pretty selfish. We don’t do a lot of planning or thinking and that makes it hard to deal with one woman and there are five of us but you keep doing it every day with a smile,” Kori says rounding out the set,” Guy Donnelly we don’t deserve it but will you marry us?”

I smile and nod, I can’t really say anything due to my emotions being a little wacky right now but my Kori get’s the ring on my finger and I’m dragged into bed and the light is shut off as my girls get into their pajamas and we hunker down for bed.

Waking up Sunday morning engaged is great, I have five women pawing at me for attention and it must have taken me a half an hour but each one gets some kissing and holding before I get up and head to the bathroom. I’m stumbling down the stairs and see that most everyone is up including Imelda’s mother who is teamed up with Loretta in the kitchen cooking food for everyone when I walk in and start getting looks from everyone.

“Oh my god did someone die,” I ask as the staring becomes too much.

“If someone died it was probably my daughter stabbing them, she is like that when she is upset,” Mrs. Ortega says with a dry humor.

“How does it feel,” Jun asks quietly.

“How does what feel Jun,” I reply slumping down in a chair.

“You know that feeling of impending doom. The world coming to an end. The end to all the wonderful liberties and joys that you have cultivated over the years,” Jun says being really fucking cryptic as everyone is staring at him confused including me,” I’m talking about you being engaged.”

Everyone finally notices my wedding band and I am barraged by congratulations and motherly love times two from Loretta and Mrs. Ortega. I am in the spotlight a little too much for my liking when my fiancés, I’ll have to get used to calling them that, come down and it’s hugs all around for everyone. That is literally how we spend most of the morning and into the early afternoon till I finally pull Mr. Delauter aside to talk in his office.

“So I assume you heard about what happened at Jackie’s new place,” I ask as we sit down in the chairs in front of the fire place.

“Yes, it’s a horrible thing and I’ve already looked at helping them get back what was broke,” Mr. Delauter tells me before I can ask,” That’s a small fix and doesn’t need to be an issue. What is the real reason we’re talking again.”

“We think it’s Jackie’s ex who did it, her new family thinks he’s out of control and they want me to handle it,” I tell him being a little ominous.

“So what you’re saying is they want him to disappear or something equally criminal,” he says taking on a serious tone.

“I don’t know if it warrants that, we tried warning him but he won’t listen. I’m beginning to think that he’s incapable of learning to stay away,” I reply not liking the situation.

“Did anyone see him break into the apartment, or even smash the furniture,” my stepfather asks plainly fishing for information as I shake my head no,” Then maybe consider testing the moron before you drive him out and bury him in the desert.”

I brighten at the ideas, check the dumbass first and bury his ass in the desert if he did it.