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Volume II desired to take that day off. Although my work commitments had ended, I also had academic commitments to fulfill, but the weekend had been exhausting and anyway, the professor guide of the magister was very busy on Tuesdays.
So, that day I lunched and took advantage of sleeping, recovering my fluids. Violeta's presence helped a lot in keeping them under control. If she hadn't been there, it's likely that I would have ended up with Pamela, Amelia, and Verónica, and when I returned from the university, Marisol would join us.
When she came back, Marisol was respectful of me and let me sleep in peace. I noticed because when I woke up, I saw her backpack of notebooks.
I saw the time and it was around 7 pm. Probably, I should be anxious. I got out of the room and found them eating.
Marisol was happy to see me coming out with my computer and cables.
Marco, aren't you going to eat? Veronica asked.
In a minute! I have to adjust these cables! I said.
You're an incorrigible lazybones! Pamela said, slightly angry. You've slept all afternoon and the first thing you think of is your childish games!
It's to see Hisashi-Sensei! Right, love? Marisol asked, very excited.
Yes, it is! I replied, doing my usual Tuesday routine.
Marisol jumped up and shouted with joy.
Will they... see him today? Amelia asked, very enthusiastic.
Yes, sister! Marisol responded. They're launching the translated episode of the red today!
I always... saw it on Thursdays! Amelia said, very happy. Do we really get to see it today?
Yes, heart! I replied. That's why I'm connecting these cables, so I can watch it on the TV!
It wasn't just Marisol who was jumping up and down. Amelia had also joined the group...
Did you see how 'Ryuma-Senpai' kidnapped 'Mai-chan' last week? Marisol asked.
Yes! her sister responded. My friends say that Hisashi-kun has never been able to defeat him!
It was a pleasure to see another girl who spoke my same language...
How can they be like that?... It's just a cartoon show... said Pamela.
The sisters looked at her with deep hatred... Luckily, I had finished the connections.
Come on, Pamela!... Never saw anything like this when you were little? I said, pulling her out of the room.
Certainly not!... I preferred to see more educational things! She said, trying to sound more mature.
However, neither Veronica nor I believed her story...
You're saying that because you're still young! Her aunt said. When you're a mom, you'll realize that the things your kids watch also hook you up!
When... be... mom? Pamela said, with her face red, looking at me suddenly. Then she tried to dismiss that thought.
Veronica and I laughed. Deep down, we were in another stage of life.
Are you not going to eat? she asked, tenderly.
Just a sandwich! I replied. After all, it's the evening view!
There were 5 minutes left until the big premiere. We sat on the sofa: Veronica, Pamela, and I, while Amelia and Marisol were sitting on the floor. Violeta was playing with her dolls in the room.
As if we were married, Veronica settled under my shoulders, resting her head on my chest, while I stroked her hair. Pamela, meanwhile, tried to follow the plot.
The episode ended with another cliffhanger, although Hisashi-Sensei managed to rescue his beloved Mai-chan.
That was a great episode! Amelia said, very satisfied.
What's next? And what will happen to Ryuma? Will they let him escape? Pamela asked.
I thought you didn't like these cartoons! I pointed out.
Certainly not!... I'm just saying it because I find it very impolite... that Hisashi doesn't take revenge!
For me, Hisashi-kun is like Marco! Marisol said. Marco may not know how to fight, but I feel he's very brave and would be unable to let an injustice pass without doing anything.
That's true! Amelia said, surprised by the idea.
Come on, don't joke! I said to them, trying to downplay its importance. I'm not like him!... it's just a character from an animation.
Well, maybe the guy isn't as handsome as you! Pamela pointed out. But I know pretty well that you're brave enough to face off against someone like Ryuma, no matter if they kill you or not.
Did you say handsome? I asked.
She threw me a cushion... red with shame.
Why do you care about those things when you're giving me a compliment, dude? the Spanish amazon was saying.
But deep down, Pamela said it because I had faced off against her father's Ryuma...
And not only is he brave. Marco is very intelligent... Veronica added.
Yes, he's very smart! Amelia said. Mother and daughter remembered my moment of glory with the physical education teacher and of course, with the house purchase.
Although Marisol knew part of those stories, she smiled satisfied. Deep down, they illustrated her point that they loved me because they knew that special side of me.
It was then that Violet appeared with her magic wand...
Look, sister! I have magical powers! the little one said, shaking the wand.
Not now, Violet! It's dirty! her mother said, recognizing it.
It's okay, mom! I washed it well! Marisol replied.
What is this? Amelia asked.
This is Marisol's pregnancy test! I replied. I wanted to keep it as a memento!
You're a pig! Pamela said angrily, although her eyes said they found it very sweet.
And how does it work? Amelia asked curiously.
I think it's time for a super giant girl to go to sleep! I said, taking Violet in my arms. Love, can you explain?
Of course! Marisol responded.
Meanwhile, I took Violet to her room.
No!... Why? she protested.
Because if not, you won't keep growing so much! I replied.
It was a complex topic and I wanted to clarify it for Amelia, as I had many desires to make love without protection. But although Violeta was very intelligent, she shouldn't be listening to those things, so I put her to bed and gave her her pajamas, to tell her a bedtime story. I'm quite creative and invented a princess story based on the drawings of people dancing on the curtain in her room.
She laughs at my stories, but I used my voice to make her fall asleep. It didn't take more than 15 minutes for her to fall asleep.
I left the room and found Pamela and Veronica sitting in the living room, looking at a pregnancy test.
It's incredible that something like this can change your life! said Pamela, with a hint of sadness.
But it's the small things that bring happiness! I said, stroking her head. And what about your daughters? I asked Veronica.
They're in the bathroom! she replied. Marisol is teaching them how to use pregnancy tests.
A cold sweat ran down my back... that time, in the garden...
But I'm surprised you're keeping something like this! said Veronica. After all, it must have been a sad moment for you.
In reality, no! I said, taking it kindly. When I found out, Marisol was scaring me because she had been acting very strangely that week. But when I saw it, I felt everything fit together. It meant I'd be a dad and I couldn't feel happier because I was with the woman of my life.
Luckily, they were used to those comments. Deep down, they knew my love for Marisol didn't compare to theirs, but they could still respond in the way they needed... and of course, they loved Marisol too.
But... you should have felt something sad! said Pamela, a bit worried. I mean... it was something she couldn't control!
That's what else catches my attention. I said, looking at them. I think that baby is mine...
They looked at me surprised.
Come on, Marco!... That's impossible!... You're the only responsible guy I know... less, not in bed! I understand you, Marco! said Veronica, in a more understanding tone. When it happened to me too, I wanted to believe it was Sergio's... but then... Then she noticed Pamela was there... Aunt!... Have you also been raped? asked Pamela, with huge eyes. But that's the point! I said, trying to divert the conversation. I know your daughter well and the days I slept with her, I didn't notice anything unusual!... Her sexual appetite was the same, she didn't refuse my caresses, there were no signs that something had happened. Yes, but Marco... said Pamela, forgetting what Veronica had said and getting red-faced, reminded me Never have you slept with me without using a condom! ... And Marisol says the same! I know, but you're women with more experience with men! I said, although I regretted it immediately. Excuse me if I've offended you... but you know... most men never care how a woman feels after having sex... that is to say... if it's someone you don't love, of course. They didn't understand why they should feel offended, but since I was respectful in explaining, they looked at me with tenderness. Marco has reason! recognized Veronica. Not even Sergio cared if I felt satisfied! God damn it!... some guys would come on my face and leave my hair all messy... said Pamela, referring to our first encounter... But that's what I mean! I said, retaking the focus of my perspective. If someone raped Marisol, why did they take so many precautions to make sure no one noticed? This made them think. Pamela, you who have been with her all this time, have you noticed that she ever came back more tired than usual? I asked, very hopeful. No... as far as I remember... replied Pamela, trying to concentrate. But Marco, even though you're very responsible in sex! pointed out Veronica. You care about Marisol taking the pill, YOU care about ' make it only on safe days and YOU worry about using a condom! He emphasized the YOU, because it was true. As I've told you, my desires were that Marisol would complete her studies and then we would get married, so it made me very responsible when having relations.
What kind of scandal are they making? said Marisol, returning with Amelia.
Nothing, just talking! said Verónica, downplaying the importance. How did they go?
They're fine... but even though we have a lot of confidence with Amelia, she still gets embarrassed to pee next to her older sister.
It's just... it's very rare! said she, all flushed.
And how did they go? I asked, my stomach churning.
Well... as you can see, my sister is not pregnant... she said, showing me the straight line that had appeared, unlike Marisol's star.
Only Pamela seemed to notice my relief... I wasn't the only one who had tried the forbidden fruit!
Fine, taking advantage of them all being together, I wanted to ask permission to sleep tonight alone with Marisol! I said, much more relieved.
Marisol seemed to disapprove, but they looked at me smiling.
Marco, you don't have to ask us permission! said Amelia.
Yes, you're a very rare guy... it's your girlfriend and of course you want to be alone with her! said Pamela.
You're right... besides, you've worked hard to keep us happy, added Verónica.
The only bad thing is that I would have liked to see another chapter of Hisashi-Sensei! said Amelia, a bit disheartened.
I would have liked to know... why Ryuma had such a grudge against him... said the Spanish amazon, all flushed.
Well, if you want, we can watch the chapters I have on my computer! I offered.
Amelia's eyes seemed enormous emeralds...
Do you have more? she asked, jumping with excitement.
I have the complete three seasons, plus all the episodes up to today!
Then... can we watch it from the beginning?... Pamela asked, very interested.
I thought you didn't like caricatures! I said, pretending to be serious.
Of course not!... but my cousins like it… and well… Hisashi reminds me of an uncle… very handsome and brave. The amazon said, with a crimson tone on her cheeks.
What a good thing! Let's see them together! Amelia said, although she added mysteriously afterwards. ...and if we get bored, I think we can do other things too...
But I didn't notice...
And you, Veronica? Do you need anything? I asked.
Marisol still wasn't pleased with the idea...
Don't worry about it! she said, putting her arm on my shoulder. Although I'll miss you, I have a couple of toys that will keep me entertained at night...
Probably referring to the vaginal egg and the double vibrator... What a family of perverts!
Once I set up the computer for the girls, I returned to my room, where Marisol was waiting in her nightgown.
What's wrong? I asked.
No... well... yes... I don't know how to tell you! she said, very complicated.
Just tell me what's bothering you and we'll solve it!
She took a deep breath and looked at me.
In reality... I wanted to ask one of them... if we could do it again... she said, with great shame.
It was as if a lance had fallen on my chest.
Is it that... you don't like me anymore? I asked, almost crying.
No, Marco!... Don't be silly!... Of course I love you! she said, hugging me.
So then?
So I'll tell you... but don't get upset! she said, sighing. You've been working on the mountain for a while now... and I've noticed that you... well...
Marisol, please, try to tell me! I said, at the edge of a nervous breakdown.
It's okay... I've noticed... that you... well... have a lot of energy.
Energy? What are you talking about? I thought she was going to kick me again. Confused. “Well... it's true. Now you're making love to me and we can spend an hour or two... and I'll come a lot... really!... You do it excellent!... but when I'm in the mood, we can spend 4 or 5 hours in bed... and well, the next morning... I have trouble getting up to go to university... and I confess that it's hard for me to walk... I'm not saying I don't want you!... I mean!... If we did it on Friday or Saturday, there wouldn't be a problem!... but now... I'm a little scared of making love with just you, do you understand?”
My smile was from ear to ear...
“Marisol, don't exaggerate!... I'm a normal guy!” I said, trying to downplay it.
“Well... I'm not the only one who thinks so... my mom, sister, and Pamela have also told me... and that's why they've accepted doing threesomes... because they want to leave you satisfied and are too afraid to tell you.”
“Okay!” I said, still smiling. “Can we do it just three times?... just making love, nothing behind or oral sex... because I've missed you a lot.”
“Fine!... But remember that we have to get up early and tomorrow you have to help me study” she said, but was also fearful.
“Okay! Just three times!” I said.
4 hours later...
“Marco!” Marisol protested, very tired. “I'll fall asleep in class if you don't finish soon!”
“I'm sorry, love!” I said, but wasn't even tired and held onto her hips, intending to come for the third time, but nothing happened.
“If you don't come... then... tomorrow... I'll punish you!” she threatened, annoyed but satisfied that I wouldn't leave her alone. But it turned out that the punishment she had in store for me would actually make things worse... and not just for her...Next post
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