Chapter 2: Making out
The musk of old age festered the room, mingling with the sweet, cloying smell of decay. It clung to the walls and floors, draping the place in a funeral veil. Bernie's eyes, watery and distant, studied the motes of dust dancing in the candlelight like they were the most fascinating thing he had ever seen.
The eleven young girls he had been fucking in turn over the last weeks stood in a circle around his bed. Bernards old body lay naked in his bed. His skin thin and translucent, with age spots scattered like ink stains. His limbs twisted in unnatural angles, but his eyes were alert, taking in the sight of the eleven young women standing around him. Abbie, a young beauty with long blonde hair and tan skin, stepped forward. Her light brown eyes locked on Bernies as she leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss on his withered lips. Forgiveness flowed between them, a silent understanding. She whispered, "I forgive you, Bernie." The others watched, and one by one, they followed Abbie's lead.
Rachel, the blonde 18-year-old with a shy smile, went next. Her lips, soft and trembling, brushed Bernie's like a tender prayer, and he felt a surge of gratitude towards her.
Amanda, the gym girl with long black hair and brown eyes, stepped forward, her movements smooth and graceful. She planted a kiss on Bernie's mouth, her full lips lingering there for a moment, leaving behind a hint of moisture. Bernie closed his eyes and savored the sensation, his breath hitching slightly in his chest.
Millie, the tall brunette with a fit body and gentle lips, followed suit. Her kiss was filled with a compassion that warmed him down to his very core. Claire, with her sun-kissed skin and golden hair, kissed him next, and Bernie couldn't help but think that she tasted like a ray of sunshine. The rest of the girls followed, each kiss like a soothing balm to his weary spirit.
Belinda, the Indian girl with full lips, planted a kiss on his mouth with such fervor that Bernie thought he could see sparks fly between them. Belle, the cheerleader with brown hair and a perfect hourglass figure, kissed him next, her kisses long and languid. Alice, the smart and funny blonde, joined them, her honey sweet lips a perfect complement to Belinda's darker ones.