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Jack helps his friends achieve enlightenment and reveals his true identity.

Chapter 8

“In order to discover the Self, you must realize your place in the universe and solidify your self-value. You must realize that while we are all individuals in a sense, we are all exactly the same in the grander scheme. The only true differences are the ones we create ourselves, while in reality, we are all made of the same atoms, molecules, and energy. Our DNA may be different and we may have different thoughts, but that only shows that the pieces that built us all don’t always go together in the exact same way, especially in the mind. Let’s say you took DNA out of the question and compared any two humans. Other than perhaps differences in how they are built in terms of bulk and size, the only conceivable difference between them is how their minds work via neural pathways and component affiliation. Even between genders, there is no difference.

If I wanted to, I could complete change each of you into someone else, including each other. Which woman would Tyler become and which woman would become a man, oh it makes me laugh just think about it.”

Tyler and the two girls laughed nervously, knowing that he really could do it.

“I don’t just mean rearranging atoms either, your DNA contains all the information for humans in general. While it may require a Y chromosome from a sperm to fertilize an egg and create a male human, the DNA in every woman contains the biological information on how to create a child of the opposite gender. And that’s not all, all organisms stem from the primordial laws of anatomy, and each and every organism carries those primordial laws. Plants use photosynthesis and animals use cellular respiration, but if you had the ability, you could without a problem take the genetic information from either and turn them into the other. As long as the atoms are there and you can manipulate them, you can turn anything into anything.

However, if you go even deeper, you realize that we are actually no different from non-living matter as well. Take any object in my room, or even your own clothes, just pick something. You and whatever object you picked share the same principals of containing matter, energy, and chemical reactions. Even a cold stone has energy passing through it and molecules breaking and forming within it. You may be thinking to yourself that this is a load of bullshit (pardon my French), but you are each no different than whatever object you chose.

While the atoms, amount of energy, and number of chemical reactions may be different, all matter is the same. It all depends on how it is put together. Tell me, what is the difference between a dead body and a living one? At the atomic level, none. In terms of energy, great. Cellular condition and health? Well that depends on reason of death and how long ago death occurs. Imagine a human dying, not from any illness, accident, or even age. Just imagine life leaves him like a dead battery, and for the sake of the metaphor, his cells remain in perfect condition. Do you know the only difference between you and that body? Nothing more than the amount of energy you contain and it contains. Hell, since the cells are still intact, you could bring him back to life with a jumpstart.

In essence, the only difference between you and any dead body is the amount of energy you each have and the condition of the cells if you want to be nitpicky. That’s it. It still has matter like you, it still has chemical reactions like you, and it still has energy like you, albeit a lower amount. There is nothing different between you two, and since there is no difference between a dead body and inanimate matter, there is no real difference between life and inanimate matter.”

“So how does that tie in to self-worth?” Kelly asked.

“If you see yourself as exactly like everything else, then you see yourself as an equal part of the universe. Instead of thinking that you’re a person on the only known planet that can support life, you realize that you are a conglomerate of atoms and energy, held in the gravitational pull of another conglomerate of atoms, orbiting a nuclear fusion conglomerate of atoms in the universe. You see yourself not as an organism on the dry earth, but as a drop of water, more energetic than the dry earth but made of atoms just like it.

The next time you go out and maybe glance up at the moon, I want you to realize that the difference between you and it is little more than how you are both built and how far apart you are. If your ever bored, reach out and touch the nearest object. Try to visualize the atoms in your body coming into to contact with the atoms in that object, the energy swirling around within it and you, and realize that you are nothing more a bigger copy of that with more atoms and different chemical reactions.”

He then paused, letting the words sink in to everyone’s mind. Mulling over everything he had told them, Victoria, Tyler, and Kelly looked around the room and the floor, doing what he said and visualizing the atoms and energy. In their eyes, he could see that they knew he was right. He could see that they were realizing how matter and energy were the only changes.

“Once you realize this, then you will see pain in a whole new way. You will realize that what you feel as pain is nothing more than chemical reactions in your body, reacting to other chemical reactions or physical collisions. At which point, the value and meaning of that pain becomes up to you. Imagine someone plays a prank on you, humiliates you in front of the whole school with everyone pointing and laughing at you. Unless their prank involved physically harming you, your only pain comes from the value you place on the prankster’s intentions and the laughing of everyone. They cannot force this pain on it, you can only choose to let it happen. If you can see beyond the social meaning implied in the ramifications of that prank, if you can see the insignificance of something as insipid as the opinions of the people laughing at you, and if you can look at yourself and realize that since you are not hurt, there is no reason to be upset, then you realize that you have achieved complete self-reliance.

Victoria and Kelly, I told this story to Tyler, and I think this will help you understand what I am saying. Back in my old school, there was a girl I knew, one who I had taught to discover the Self. Unfortunately, she became the victim of a sexual assault. However, she did not allow her to affect her the way it would to normal people. The event splashed off her soul like water on rock. To understand why, let’s take a look at the reasons of why sexual assault normally hurts people.

1. There is the physical damage. She had her virginity taken away, but to her, it did not matter, because that didn’t mean she couldn’t still know the feeling of making love to someone for the first time in her life. Any other scars would inevitably heal.

2. There is the loss of power, the loss of the ability to choose who touches you in that way, when a woman is normally very selective in who she allows to establish that bond. She said that she didn’t mind, because nothing he could do could hurt her mind, only her body, and I’ve already explained the meaning of that. That man could penetrate and violate her body, but no one could penetrate or violate her mind, and that is the one place where she would always have control and the only place she needed control.

3. The issue of sex itself. Let’s face it, we learn more from the faceless media and society about sex than from our parents when they give us “the talk”. But ladies, try to imagine that you knew nothing about sex, rape, or sexuality. You’re basically one of those feral children that you hear about in India. Now imagine that a stranger sexually assaults you. You have no idea what is so you don’t fight back, so he in turn isn’t rough or cruel. Do you think that you would feel the same pain and fear as a woman who has grown up in modern society? At most, you would be wondering what the hell he was doing and what that sensation was.
Before you start thinking I’m full of shit, you can see this effect in animals. Have you ever seen a female dog freak out and have a psychological break-down if she get’s mounted by a strange dog in the park? It knows nothing about what it means to be raped, only of its instincts to mate and reproduce. You’ll see this throughout the animal kingdom, females are really only picky about finding the best member of the opposite gender to give it the healthiest offspring. The rest of the time, a female will basically just stand there and smell the roses, barely even registering it.

If you can see your body in an instrumental way and look at intercourse in the same way an animal does, then you see that the pain of sexual assault comes from the victim’s perception of the act. My friend was able to see it as some damage to her body, nothing more. Though whenever I have this conversation, I like to remind who I’m talking to that I am strongly against sexual assault and do not make light of the damage it can cause.”

Victoria and Kelly were both silent, incorporating what he had said into their minds. Hearing it, they almost felt safe, like Jack had just given them a special defense against sexual assault should they ever become a victim. They almost felt like should such a thing ever happen to them, they would be able to retain control and would have a safety net, protecting them from the worst aspects of the assault.

“If you can learn to see the world from this view, then you can live a life without anger or grudges. You see that a materialistic life means nothing since the value of objects come from you, and if you can look beyond pain and no longer be negatively affected by others, then you can learn to forgive in just about any situation. You can forgive someone who burns down your house, since you don’t need material possessions. You can forgive someone who kills a member of your family, since you know that death is only an illusion. You can forgive someone who hurts or robs you, because you know that you will recover and that you will get more money if you really need it.

If you can learn to forgive and become immune to the negatives, then you’ll have nothing left but positives. You’ll help everyone because you’ll have no fear of being hurt and you won’t care about the cost. When that terrorist shot me, I held no ill will. I forgave him and worked to help him, and you will with whomever you meet. Happiness comes from the Self, but it also comes from people, so since you have no fear of cost or betrayal and see only the light, your greatest joy becomes making other people happy. You see that since you don’t have to live in a negative world, no one else should have to.

The next time you are driving through the rain and see someone with a flat tire, I hope you’ll stop and help them. So what if it’s raining? You’re body will tell you that it’s wet and probably cold, but that only matters if you mind it. So what if the person you’re helping isn’t very likeable. Maybe your kind act will help them become a better person. What if you are late for an appointment or date? You can always reschedule and only a person who is truly important will understand and won’t mind if you’re late. You’ve learned how to not be unhappy, so do whatever you can to make sure that others aren’t unhappy in your place.

Once you learn how to always be happy, you can do things for others that you didn’t like before and help them become happy. You can work down in a soup kitchen and help others, while being as happy and carefree as if you were at home doing what you would normally doing. I know today I’ve sounded like someone who devalues the human experience, but believe me, I believe the one and only true positive in this universe is the ability to be happy.”

Everyone smiled at his words, feeling a warmth in their hearts. Right then and there, they knew they would never again be miserable. As long as they had a choice and the knowledge Jack had blessed them with, they could always be happy.

“Now I’m going to cover one more subject and then we’ll have to call it a day. The subject I want to go over ties in with the original topic of self-value, as it deals with the final equalizer in this reality, the equalizer that dictates what reality is: time. I’ve gone over this with Tyler, but you two need to hear it. Everything in the universe is predetermined by time, with there being one and only one reality. Have you ever been in a situation, where later you wish you had made a different decision or chose a different act? Have you ever blamed yourself for not doing something you were capable of?

In truth, there is no point in being angry with yourself, because what you did was unavoidable. Every event in reality is destined; it is the one and only path that time can take. Imagine you are walking down the street; visualize it. Every step you take has already been preordained by time, including the next one. You raise your foot, lean forward, and are about to touch back down. At this moment, an unlimited number of variables are switching to the points required for your next step. Temperature, air density, stamina, sense of balance, distractions, the ground itself… all are parts of the equation for this step, and every one is exact and unmovable.

Now imagine the step and where you touch down, its exact point on the sidewalk. According to the variables, there was no other place you could have landed. All the variables had lined up for you to step in that exact geographical spot, not a single micrometer out of place. Every single variable guaranteed it at that instant, it’s not like all the variables said your foot would land there but the variable for your sense of direction said you would momentarily lose balance and step an inch short. Every variable lines up exactly to create one single reality without any other possibilities.

Everything you do, think, feel, and say has been predetermined by fate. This conversation was guaranteed, the way you are sitting was guaranteed, the way you are breathing while you listen to me was guaranteed, and every decision you make about it is guaranteed as well. However, like I said, every single variable has to line up, and this includes decision-making. Every event happens because the variables allow that one path of time to exist, and like it, every decision you make is only possible because you have the ability to make it.

Imagine you have to make a very important decision, one which requires you know all the facts and understand the consequences of your choice. That said, time cannot make you give a well-informed decision without knowing the facts, understanding the consequences, and being capable of making that decision. No event can take place without the setting just right, and no decision can be made unless you have the ability to make a decision. Just as a worst case scenario cannot happen without the setting supporting it, you cannot make a smart choice unless you yourself are smart enough to make it. Even if your decision is just a guess, you are only able to make that guess because you have the mental prowess required to make it.

And with that, we’ll call it a day. Now just like yesterday, your assignment is to mull over everything I’ve told you and incorporate it into your own minds. This information is useless unless you choose to let it impact you. Like they say, you can lead a horse to water, but you can’t make it drink.”

Feeling like their minds were about to burst from the massive psychological injection, Victoria, Tyler and Kelly all gave sighs of relief and joy while they stood up and stretched.

“By the way Jack, I have football practice tomorrow. Is it ok if I come later for tomorrow’s lesson?” Tyler asked.

“Of course, have fun!” Jack said with his usual carefree smile.

“I guess that means me, Kelly, and Jack will be spending some quality time together,” Victoria said, looking right into Kelly’s eyes with the smallest of smiles.

Kelly’s eyes widened, almost as a nonverbal way to question if Victoria meant what she thought she meant, and with a tiny nod, she confirmed it and Kelly lit up like a Christmas tree.

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It was a warm morning, at least slightly, warm enough to turn the would-be snow storm into a torrential downpour. Wet, freezing, and probably guaranteeing a cold, Tyler twisted the bolts of his spare tire onto the axle of the motorist’s truck, since she didn’t have one. He was more than twenty minutes late for class and uncomfortable in his wet clothes, but he didn’t mind in the slightest. His body could handle it, one late class wouldn’t kill him, and he could always just get another spare. He was just glad the two trucks had the same-sized tires. Humming the song that had been playing on his alarm clock radio, he tightened all the bolts and then put his jack and tire iron back into the cab of his truck.

“I borrow my husband’s truck one time and I pop a tire, just my luck. I can’t thank you enough, please, take this for the tire. It’s the least I can do.” The woman said, clutching an umbrella and holding out all the money from her wallet.

“Don’t worry about it, consider it a freebie,” Tyler replied.

“Please, I can’t get a tire donated and changed in the rain by someone without giving them something. Please let me make up to you.”

“If you want to make it up to me, pass on the good deed to someone else,” he said cheerfully before climbing back into his truck and driving off without a care in the world.

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“Watch it, whore!” a student said as Kelly bumped into him in the hall and knocked his phone out of his hand.

“Oh, I’m sorry,” she said, picking it up for him. Noting the scratch on the screen, the punk uttered a loud curse.

“Goddammit, shouldn’t you be off sucking from freshman dick?”

Instead of feeling anger or shame, Kelly just smiled. “I don’t do that anymore. Sorry about the phone.”

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Victoria yelped as the cup of hot coffee splashed across her chest and soaked her favorite blouse, turning the radiant sky blue into sickly brownish-purple. It took her everyone in the cafeteria only a second to conclude that the huge stain would never come out.
“Oh Jesus, I’m so sorry, Victoria!” her friend exclaimed.
“Relax, no harm done.”
“Oh come on, everyone knows this shirt is your favorite.”
“Well then, I guess I’ll just have to find a new favorite. Here, sorry about the coffee,” Victoria said with a smile while handing her friend a few dollars to get another drink.

In the corner, sitting at his usual table, Jack looked up over his book of poetry and smiled with pride.

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“Ok, so just to make sure, this is a one-time thing.” Victoria established, standing with Kelly and Jack in his room, all three nervous.

“Agreed,” Jack and Kelly said.

“And this is YOUR one time, no more women after this but me,” Victoria said, pointing at Jack.

“Yes dear,” he said with a fake groan.

“Have you ever been with a women?” Kelly asked.

“No, but I’m always open to new things. You?”

“Plenty of times. Don’t worry, it’s fun.”

“All right, here goes nothing,” Victoria said, walking over and planting a kiss on Kelly.

Jack watched with a raised eyebrow and an erect dick as the two women stood like statues, their lips pressed together and unmoving. After several seconds, they separated, stared into each other’s eyes, and started kissing again, this time with more passion and tongue. Immediately, they began feeling each other up and panting heavily as they kissed over and over again, sucking on each other’s tongues while fireworks went off in their heads. For Victoria, the feeling, taste, and acknowledgment of being with another woman was even greater than in her dream, since this Kelly was real, and for Kelly, the same unique kinky arousal experienced when kissing another girl was flaring back up.

Jack took a step forward and wrapped his arms around them, reminding them that he was still there. Victoria ended her kiss with Kelly and then began kissing Jack while the former began undressing. Once Kelly was naked, she pressed herself against Victoria and took her place kissing Jack, letting Victoria get undressed. Pressing herself against Jack and Kelly, Victoria joined in and added her lips to the fray. The three-way kiss ended after several seconds and the two women climbed up onto Jack’s fold-out bed. While Jack undressed, Victoria and Kelly explored each other’s bodies with their hands, giggling and relishing the softness of each other’s skin.

All three now completely nude, Jack climbed onto the bed with them, immediately moving over to Victoria. Setting his head between her legs, he began to hungrily lick her cunt, slurping up the juices already dripping from between her legs. While Jack ate out Victoria, Kelly leaned over and began sucking on her breasts. The sensation of feminine lips on her nipples made her blush and pant, a sensation almost more intense than Jack tonguing her clit. After thoroughly painting Victoria’s tits with saliva, she moved up and resumed kissing her for a few seconds, but then it was time to move on.

Victoria lied back and Kelly got on top of her, straddling her face. Without any hesitation or sign of discomfort, Victoria sent her tongue up into Kelly while working her lips against the entrance, causing the young woman to begin whimpering in bliss. She couldn’t remember the last time someone had gone down on her, and now that she was a virgin with an untrained body, every lick from Victoria’s tongue was as potent as during her first time. For Victoria, just the fact that she was having her face sat on by another woman was practically orgasmic. She felt so kinky, so naughty, and yet she wanted more. Maybe it was because of Jack’s lessons or the dream she had had before, but there was no unease in her heart at the thought of being with another women. The act of flitting her tongue between Kelly’s virgin lips felt completely natural.

Grabbing Kelly’s hips, she moved her forward on her face. Knowing what Victoria was doing, Kelly smiled and got up on her hands and knees in a crabwalk with Victoria’s face kept buried in her young, tight ass, while facing Jack so that he could see her chin and lower lip.

“Damn, you’re kinkier than I thought!” Kelly said, feeling Victoria’s tongue penetrating her asshole like a power drill.

With Victoria now wet and loose and Kelly giving him room, Jack got up and brought himself up to her level. Without his hands, he pushed his manhood deep into her slit and began fucking her. With short fast strokes, he worked himself through her cunt with only his lower body, keeping his upper body stationary so that he could lick Kelly’s sweet snatch. With a tongue in her ass and a tongue in her cunt, Kelly was whining in happiness, desperate and wishing for Jack to start fucking her. Victoria, feeling Jack’s manhood slam her interior like a machine while she licked every corner of Kelly’s tight anus, was on cloud nine and at the peak of her euphoric potential. But like all good things, the position had to change.

After a minute of fucking Victoria, Jack finally sat back up and pulled out of her. Quick on the scene, Kelly pounced on him and hungrily took his cock in her mouth, sucking it clean of Victoria’s pussy juice and relishing the feeling of his member on her tongue.

“I’m ready, Jack. You gave me my virginity, so you should be the one to take it,” she murmured, lying back and spreading her legs.

With a kind smile, Jack climbed on top of her and Victoria backed off, patiently letting Kelly have her turn. With Kelly running her tongue through his mouth, Jack slowly entered her, spreading the lips of her pussy with his cock and moving in centimeter by centimeter. Even though she had been fucked hundreds of times, the feeling of penetration was completely new to Kelly’s healed body, and she unknowingly dug her nails into Jack’s back as he reached her hymen. Without ending their kiss, she nodded and he obeyed, pushing all the way in and deflowering her.

With formerly virgin blood streaming from her torn hymen for the second time in her life, Kelly moaned happily and Jack worked up to his usual rhythm, quickly forcing her to further spread her legs and raise them as he pumped her snatch like a hammering piston. Victoria watched the two of them while chewing on her lip and working her fingers between her legs, wishing she could have her turn again, but there was something about watching the two of them together that strangely turned her on. By now, Kelly’s feet were up in the air and Jack was working her with all of his strength, waiting for her to give that key moan.

Finally hearing it, Jack gave ten more powerful thrusts, delivering her to her first orgasm. With Kelly as limp as a ragdoll, Jack sat up to catch his breath. Quickly, Victoria climbed up onto Kelly to get her turn, shaking her ass at Jack and grinning.

“Come on, stud, put it in me. Right here,” she said, spreading her ass cheeks.

Smiling at the honor, Jack leaned forward and first ran kisses across her taut shapely rear, teasing her and using the opportunity to finish catching his breath. Then, to make sure he would be able to move inside her, he flitted his tongue through her back door. The sensation of her lover going down on her from behind was like nothing she had experienced, even kinkier than when she had done the same to Kelly, since she knew what was going to follow it. Jack was certainly diligent in his licks, plunging himself as far into her perfect rear as he could, relishing the naughty taste.

With her ass as ready as it would ever be, Jack got up on his knees and pressed the head of his cock against her tight ring. Leaning forward, he slowly began to enter her, causing Victoria to wince and whine at the strange and almost painful sensation. Moving slowly to spare her as much discomfort as possible, Jack slithered in, millimeter by millimeter. With Jack working himself inside her and stretching her virgin asshole, Victoria was holding onto Kelly tightly for support and Kelly was returning the embrace. With time and patience, Jack eventually worked his entire cock into her and waited for Victoria to stop trembling.

“How are you doing, champ?” Kelly asked beneath her while stroking her hair.
“I’m ok,” Victoria said softly.

“How does it feel?” Jack asked while rubbing her shoulders.

She looked back at him with a tender smile. “Fantastic.”

“I’m glad. Ok, I’m going to start pulling out. If it starts to hurt, tell me and I’ll stop.”

Victoria answered with a simple nod.

Holding onto Victoria’s hips, Jack slowly retracted his phallus, pulling out of her as gently as possible. Feeling the huge mass being removed like a knife from a wound, Victoria gagged and whimpered with Kelly talking her through it. Once he was back far enough so that only the head was inside her, Jack began to push himself back in, this time getting a lot less resistance in terms of tightness and Victoria’s reaction. Time passed, and after a few cycles through her, Jack was finally able to stop being gentle and start fucking her.

Leaning forward on his hands, Jack began thrusting into her with his speed building. Quickly becoming accustomed to the feeling, Victoria’s pain was soon replaced with ecstasy. After a couple minutes, she was giving soft moans of pleasure which rose in volume as Jack’s speed increased. Beneath the two of them, Kelly was focusing less on the physical sensations and more on her awareness of what was going on. Knowing that a sexy young woman had her naked body pressed against her own was even better than the sensation itself, and that was really saying something, as the feeling of Victoria’s warm soft breasts against her own was practically orgasmic. But above all, the knowledge that the girl on top of her was getting sodomized for the first time made it incredibly kinky. Every time Victoria moved from one of Jack’s thrusts, it charged up Kelly’s horniness and made her feel like she was getting ass-fucked as well. With no other stimulation, she just focused on the feeling of Victoria’s warm, soft, naked body interlaced with hers and erotic knowledge of Victoria’s first anal pounding.

By now, Jack was moving at top speed, slamming Victoria’s loosened anus with almost brutal power. To Victoria, the feeling of being both sodomized by the man she loved and held by her naked friend was almost too much to describe in terms of the pleasure they were generating. The foldout bed beneath them was jumping on its foundations and creaking like a house on the verge of collapse as Jack hammered Victoria’s asshole like a mallet driving a stake into the ground.

“Oh god, I’m cumming!” Victoria moaned as her body drowned in its own deluge of happiness.

“I need a break,” Jack panted as he pulled out of her.

“Don’t worry, just lay back and I’ll take care of everything,” Kelly said coyly.

Doing as he was told, Jack lied down on the bed and Kelly moved onto his lap. With lots of courage and years of experience, she grasped his dick and pressed it against her asshole, slowly lowering herself onto it and moaning as it entered her for the “second” first time. Victoria watched her with almost a mix of amazement and adoration, simply impressed with how well she was taking it and completely doing so on her own. Once Jack’s manhood was completely inside her, she began to rock back and forth on him, using the changing angle to control how deep inside her he was. Damn, she really knew what she was doing!

Bouncing on Jack’s cock, Kelly suddenly yelped in surprise as Victoria came up behind her, giggling coyly as she used one hand to fondle Kelly’s modest B-cup breasts and used her other hand to finger her. She even upped the ante by running kisses up Kelly’s neck. With the multi-directional sources of pleasure, it only took Kelly only a minute to have a gushing orgasm. With her ass sore, she dismounted Jack and Victoria quickly went down on him, hungrily sucking his cock and cleaning it of Kelly’s juices. Straddling his lap, she worked his cock into her pussy and began riding him while Kelly sat on his face, letting him gorge himself on her slit and asshole. While the women rode him, they both leaned forward and started kissing and touching each other, even teasing each other by pulling on each other’s nipples.

Once Jack had regained his strength, they switched again, this time with Jack mounting Kelly in the doggy-style position and fucking her pussy while Kelly went down on Victoria, eating her out while she massaged her breasts. Now that they had all gotten accustomed to what they were doing, they began switching more frequently. Taking every position they could, Jack fucked Victoria and Kelly like an animal, while the two women found themselves incapable of going long without pawing at or licking each other. Over and over again Jack would enter one of the women, fuck her with all of this strength, pull out and receive a quick blowjob, then enter the other woman all over again in a different position.

After an unknown amount of time, the three teens were on the bed, Jack lying on his back with Victoria and Kelly sucking him off, taking turns or working simultaneously, often with their lips and tongues stopping to mingle with each other.

“Girls, I can’t hold it back any longer. I’m going to cum,” Jack said softly, completely exhausted. It was a miracle he hadn’t erupted already.

At his words, both women grabbed his cock and began stroking it quickly, jerking him off with their faces right above it, pressed together with their mouths open. In a huge spraying mess, Jack fired every drop of semen he had like a cum volcano, covering both women’s faces and more than filling their mouths. The two women then finished by licking the semen off each other’s faces and cum-swapping it back and forth, followed by a long French kiss in which they swallowed it all and licked the remains out of each other’s mouths.

Completely exhausted, the three teens laid side by side, once again out of breath.

“You know, I doubt I’ll be able to keep the one-time-only rule,” Victoria said.

“Well I certainly wouldn’t blame you, that was easily the greatest sex I’ve ever had,” murmured Kelly.

“That truly was very enjoyable,” Jack said happily.

At the sound of approaching footsteps, they all looked up as the door opened.

“Hey Jack, hope I’m not to late. Is there still time to…” Tyler said, stepping inside and trailing off inside them.
Everyone was dead silent, Tyler staring at the three naked teens and the huge wet mess that they had turned the bed into, and Jack, Victoria, and Kelly staring at Tyler and wondering what he was going to say. Finally, Tyler burst into uncontrollable laughter, cackling to the point where he had to hold onto his sides and looked like he was about to fall over.

“Jesus Christ, we really are a cult!”

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It took a while for Tyler to get all the laughs out of him and even longer before he, Victoria, or Kelly could look each other in the eyes. Regardless, they eventually moved on and returned to the lesson.

“Now, since we’re short on time, this lesson is going to be short. Tomorrow, we’ll go over everything and won’t stop until you all discover your Selves. So far, we have mostly talked about humans and their roles in the universe, the universe itself, and perceptions of pain. Now, we continue from yesterday and delve into human relationships and interactions. For this, we will return to the Tree of Life and focus on the Chokhmah Sephirot, the Binah Sephirot, and Da’at Sephirot. As you may recall, Chokhmah is the power of intuitive wisdom and the ability to draw meaning from the abstract and form a solid truth, Binah is the ability to process and learn from what we encounter and form connections between subjects, and Da’at is the balance between them, the ability to understand meaning and create our own.

These three work in human interaction and help unlock the enigmatic quagmire known as the minds of others. In order to understand yourself, you must understand others, and vise versa. The original requirement for understanding is empathy, defined as the ability to feel others’ pain. Through empathy, you can see different paths in life by using other people as test subjects. It lets you see the alternatives to yourself, the paths not taken. By knowing others, you gain a point of reference as to knowing yourself.

Now, if you can gain a mastery of empathy, then you gain the ability to look past almost all conflict. Just about every argument or fight is drawn from a misunderstanding; they are the results of two parties not truly knowing each other. However, if you learn to put yourself entirely in someone else’s shoes, then you become incapable of misunderstanding. I don’t just mean imagining yourself living that person’s life with their problems and opportunities, but being able to replicate their very thought process. If you can see the world exactly as they do, then you gain the ability to solve any problem. You can create the perfect compromise, you know who is right and who is wrong without relying on stereotypes and assumptions, and you know exactly how to defuse them.

When I talked to that terrorist, I put myself in his situation and mindset exactly, and with that information, I knew just what to say to calm him down.

By mastering empathy, you gain the gift of omnipotence. When you put yourself in someone else’s shoes and look at the world exactly as they do, then you can do so with everyone, and can therefor see the entire world and understand all problems. You understand all social dynamics and are able to break down the barriers between your mind and the minds of everyone else. However, it’s not quite that easy. It requires a great deal of skill in being able to read other people and draw forth information from what you see in them. But if you can understand how your brain works, then you can understand how their brains work, and if you can understand how their brains work, then you can understand how your brain works.”

“So basically the Self can be used to replicate the minds of others?” Tyler asked.

“Well I wouldn’t quite say it like that. It’s more like it allows you to connect with others and become one with all of mankind, and from that, you gain complete understanding of who you are. Think of other people as like maps of your brain, each one inaccurate in some way. However, if you take all those maps and figure out which parts are true, then you understand the build of your subconscious. Now, I believe we should call this a day.

Tomorrow, you will all reach the final step and discover your Selves, I promise.”

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Jack’s apostles lay in their beds, unable to fall asleep. Their minds were all buzzing, wondering what it would feel like when they discovered their Selves, as well as wondering if it was really going to happen. Jack had guaranteed that they would all succeed tomorrow, but was it really possible for people to have such a drastic metamorphosis in just twenty days? And on Friday, they would get the answers that they had all been waiting for…

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“Very good Kelly, it seems my words did have a strong effect,” Jack said with Kelly having just finished retelling her dream on the night of their first lesson.

He had asked all three of his students to do so, to help share their knowledge with each other.

“Now before we begin the awakening process, there are two more branches of the Tree of Life we must go over; Netzach and Hod, the most important Sephirots in discovering the Self. These two Sephirots are tightly linked, Netzach dealing with action in the desire to find the Self and Hod with submission in the face of nature. In other words, they are your individuality vs. your self-worth. With Netzach, you are a completely unique person, a living being, a human with his or her own thoughts, ideals, and beliefs. With Hod, it all comes back to how everything is the same, including life and inanimate matter. In essence, Netzach allows you to act while harnessing the Self, and Hod provides the universal view that keeps your mind wide open without any biases or limitations. By devaluing yourself, you become part of a larger and larger group, up until the point where you realize that you are nothing more than matter and energy, which in turn lets you understand the universe.

You must remember these two Sephirots when the process begins: Netzach to keep you from becoming completely submissive to the universe and basically turning into a vegetable, and Hod to remember your place in the universe, remain humble, and know that all is one and one is all. Now for this to work, I need you all to sit as comfortably as possible. Find a position that you can maintain up to the point where you feel like you’ll fall asleep. Close your eyes and try to visualize what I say while remembering everything I have taught you.”

Victoria, Tyler, and Kelly all did as they were told, getting as comfortable as they could be while sitting on the ground and closing their eyes. When Jack spoke again, he did so softly.

“For now, focus on your breathing and your heart rate. Keep your mind pinned on each breath passing through your lungs. In and out, in and out. Direct your attention to the air moving through your body. In and out, in and out.” He waited a minute for their brains to all reach a calmed state. “Imagine yourself sitting on this floor, feel the carpet beneath you, and below that, the hard wood floors. Slowly, you begin to sink into them, the floor beneath you is melting. Further and further you are lowered, the floor basically turning into a net that is now snapping one strand at a time. Finally, the floor breaks, and you fall into darkness. Deeper and deeper you fall, no ground beneath you but no fear in your mind, you simply fall, fall until you lose all track of time.
Now…”

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Victoria was hovering above the earth, naked and completely at peace, sitting in the lotus position. Above her, a diagram of the Tree of Life appeared, the size of a lake. From each Sephirot, tendrils of wood began to extend out and merge together, turning into a literal tree of truly gargantuan proportions but barren branches. Becoming as large as the state of California with the diagram glowing in the side of the trunk, the tree reached down with its roots and began to wrap around the earth. Billions upon trillions of times, the roots separated and spread out, each one plugging into an organism on the planet. Piercing the atmosphere and cloud cover, each root came down and injected itself straight into every living thing like a syringe, from the largest whales to the smallest bacteria. The roots then expanded, with a layer of bark covering each organism and cocooning them as they merged with it.

As the organisms were absorbed, the tree continued to grow in size with its roots even digging into the ground. On the branches, leaves began to appear, one for every organism absorbed. Riddling the planet with more and more roots, the tree continued to grow, enlarging to the point where the tree was like someone’s forearm and the earth was their fist, now held together only through the roots of the trees. The tree completed, Victoria began to float backwards, coming into contact with the tree, specifically in the Da’at Sephirot. But instead of being completely consumed, she only partially merged with it, with the whole front of her body completely exposed.

Like Victoria, the tree began to float backwards through space. As it zoomed through the null void like rogue meteor, Victoria basked in the sea of minds churning within the tree. All the identities and individualities had been melted down like scrap metal, but there was still so much passion within it. Emotions, instincts, and desires rose up in foamy tidal waves, with all the life of earth having basically turned into one colossal mind. In the center of this sea and almost controlling it was Victoria, taking in incomprehensible amounts of information from all the organisms that the tree had absorbed. But there were more than the life forms that had just been on earth at that time, it felt like every organism in the history of earth, even the history the universe, was now swirling within the Tree of Life.

For several billions of years, the tree flew through space, with Victoria spending the entire time bathing in the waterfall of knowledge from all the organisms. As the tree flew, it picked up more material and continued to grow in size. Now instead of consuming organisms, it was consuming asteroids, planets, stars, black holes, entire nebulae, and even galaxies, with all the information and history of each and every piece of matter passing through Victoria’s mind like the entirety of Niagara Falls being forced through a garden hose.

She could see it all, every planet’s formation, every star’s life and death, and every black hole’s birth. She could see every rock colliding, every wisp of gas or dust, every geographical feature on the endless number of barren planets being formed. And yet, while the tree was absorbing everything, it didn’t really feel like the matter was being devoured in any sort of way. It felt more like the tree was a metaphysical medium, binding all matter and energy together like a protein bonding atoms into molecules.

Finally, the tree reached its destination, the very center of the universe and origin point of the Big Bang. The very heart of the universe was a colossal black hole, several times larger than even the largest galaxy, and surrounded by a spinning disk of matter that took up half of the universe’s surface area alone. Passing through wave after wave of matter, the tree approached the black hole while absorbing everything around it and growing in size.

Reaching the event horizon, the tree was practically drowned in a sea of light, created by every photon in the area being drawn in to the black hole. Like a swimmer diving into water, the Tree of Life entered the heart of the universe. Penetrating the mass, all the information and history that had taken place around every single atom and light particle that the black hole consumed was channeled through Victoria’s mind. Immediately upon the tree’s insertion, roots and branches began to appear on the surface of the black hole, and in a matter of seconds, the entire mass was consumed and became part of the tree. Now the largest thing in the universe, the tree began branching out once again, sending wooden tentacles out in all directions, each tendril grabbing and binding with a single atom. The atoms were absorbed, as well as their information.

The roots continued to spread out, exceeding the speed of the expanding universe itself. They consumed every single atom in space and drank up all the energy, but as they reached the edge of the universe, something happened. The universe stopped expanding, and instead, began to contract like a deflating balloon. As the universe closed in on itself, all the branches and roots were pushed back, causing the tree to curl up like a dead spider. Quickly, the universe became so small that the Tree of Life was compacted as densely as water, without a single nanometer of open space. Yet the universe kept on shrinking, crushing the mass of the Tree of Life itself and condensing it.

Smaller and smaller, the Tree of Life was crushed from all sides like a dying star turning into a black hole. Quickly, the atomic pressure and the temperature skyrocketed, until finally, the Tree of Life had been compacted into a single speck, as hot, dense, and small as the primordial particle that the universe was born from.

FLASH

In a radiant light that surpassed all human understanding, the particle exploded into the second Big Bang, recreating the universe in a flood of energy and molten quarks.

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Victoria’s eyes flew open and she took the deepest breath of her life. She felt like every cell in her body was on fire, and yet she felt no pain. In fact, the flames were euphoric. Looking down at her hands, she almost thought that she had gone blind, as it looked like her hands and the background behind them had merged together, but in reality, she was seeing her hands in a new way. She wasn’t seeing them as parts of her body, but as masses of atoms, just like the floor beneath her. It was almost like they were camouflaged. Landing on her palms, tears poured from her eyes.

She looked around, finding Kelly and Tyler in the same state as her. All were staring at their hands or the ground, looking like they were about to suffer a seizure. Like her, they were crying tears of joy, as if feeling true happiness for the first time in their lives. Victoria’s head whipped back and forth, trying to take everything in. Just a moment ago, she thought she had been blind, but now she felt like she had the eyes of God. In every direction she turned, she felt like she could see all the way to the edge of the universe and discern every single atom in the way.

With all of Creation now in view of her mind’s eye, she truly realized how insignificant everything in her life was, how small she was compared to the goings on in the universe. She felt vulnerable, like a mouse in the shadow of an eagle, but so too did she feel comforted, as never in her life had she felt so at home and where she belonged. She was a part of the universe, exactly like the stars and planets that were scattered across the cosmos, and the universe was also part of her. They were one and the same, and so too was she one with everyone around her and all life on Earth. Unable to think straight, Victoria looked at her hands again, trying to describe how she felt. She felt smarter, more sensitive, more open. She felt like a thick blindfold had just been removed from her brain. She felt completely open, open both in terms of her soul and open to the outside world.

Everyone turned to Jack, who had a proud smile on his face. He had not used any of his abilities on them for the enlightenment process, the visions they had were all brought on through his words alone.

“Congratulations, each of you has found your Genesis.”

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It took a while for everyone’s mind to settle so that they could think clearly, the effects of reaching enlightenment being similar to those of LSD. For each of them, the entire universe was in view of their mind’s eye and complete and total understanding of everything within their memories and awareness had been discovered. Even more than understanding the world around them, everyone felt like they now truly knew who they were. Compared to what they were experiencing now, their view and knowledge before was like that of an ant’s. They all felt like completely different people, both in how they saw the world and how they saw themselves and what they were like.

When everyone at last became used to their new perspective, Jack found himself at the heart of a group hug, with his friends shouting their gratitude and crying tears of joy from the emotional ecstasy he had allowed them to experience and everything he had done for them. Never in their lives had any of them been so at peace and happy, their very souls feeling weightless. Jack had turned their lives around and he did it without being asked or asking anything in return. To them, it felt like he had appeared simply to bring happiness to everyone he met, and they were all unable to find the words to describe how grateful they were. Jack could do nothing but smile in pride and try not to get trampled and crushed to death.

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Jack and Victoria were lying in bed, staring into each other’s eyes after having just made love.

“How do you feel?” Jack asked while stroking her hair.

“I feel… I feel so good that I can’t even describe it. I never thought it was possible to be this happy. I feel invincible, like nothing can hurt me or make me lose my smile. I just see everything in a positive way, it’s like being in a fantasy world.”

“Now you know why I’m always smiling.”
“I can’t even begin to say how much I love you and how grateful I am for everything you’ve done for me. We’ve been together for less than three weeks, yet you’ve completely reshaped my world in ways that no one else could. Compared to what I have now, my previously life could barely even be called a life. I feel like I’m in heaven and I can see the entire universe.”

“I’m glad, your happiness is the light of my life.”

Victoria’s smile slowly faded and she bit her lip.

“Jack, am I going to like the answers you’ll give me tomorrow?”

“That is up to you. I’ve given the three of you the exact time and place to meet me and I will answer all of your questions. How you feel about them is all your jurisdiction.”

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10:33 AM, December 21st, 2012

Victoria, Tyler, and Kelly hurried across the school campus. They were headed to the intersection next to the school, where Jack had told them to meet him at exactly 10:35. All four teenagers had pretended to go to the bathroom and left school, but Jack had gone early. Even after each discovering their Genesis, the three teens were nervous, wondering what he would tell them.

They found him at the street corner, waiting for them with an excited smile. “Ah good, you’re here just in time.”

“So now you’ll answer our questions?” Tyler asked.

“In just a minute. Here, follow me,” Jack said, walking out into the intersection with cars honking at his sudden carefree stride into the center of danger.

“Jack, what are you doing?!” Victoria yelled as cars continued to pass by, honking at him.

“If you want your answers, you’ll have to stand here with me.”

Drawing up their courage, Victoria, Tyler, and Kelly followed him into the street. All cars came to a screeching halt and the morning was hammered with the blaring of horns, but Jack remained still.

“Jack…” Tyler began.

“Wait for it.”

“Get the fuck out of the road!” one of the drivers shouted.

“Jack…” Kelly began.

“Wait for it.”

“What are you, retarded? Get out of the fucking road!” the driver shouted, climbing out of his car.

“Jack!” Victoria screamed.

“And here we go,” said Jack as the time reach 10:37.

In a bright flash, a line appeared in front of Jack, jagged and containing volume on all three axes. It was a crack, a crack in reality itself. Streaming from this crack came visible energy, forming a shed-sized sphere of light that looked like electrified neon. Gusts of wind began firing off from the sphere while the sky above went from blue to green and purple. Seeing what was going on, all of the drivers who had been honking their horns either tried to turn around or just climbed out of their cars and ran for their lives.

“What the hell is going on?!” Tyler shouted, trying to shield his eyes from the wind.

Wearing his usual smile, Jack turned to the three of them. “This is what was predicted by the Mayans, Hope Indians, and countless other indigenous groups and cultures throughout the history of your world. It is the beginning of the new celestial year, which is the equivalent of 5125.36 of your Earth years.”

“What is this, the end of the world?!” Kelly yelled.

“Far from it. The Mayan Calendar, as you call it, is just like any other calendar, resetting for the next year after its completion. However, what matters is what happens on this day and the opportunity it creates. Every celestial year, these cracks open up in our universe, not as a sign of damage or gradual deterioration, but as a sign of its imperfections. This universe is not what it was meant to be; it disobeyed time, something that is supposed to be impossible. This universe is flawed and filled with inferior matter and energy, gathered together into random clumps by gravity.”
“What are you talking about?” Victoria asked, stepping forward.
“Atoms, dark matter, gravity, magnetism, radioactivity… these are all abominations of nature. Quite simply, this universe is like a deformed newborn, imperfect compared to the rest of universes and dimensions within creation. These imperfections are ruining the harmony of existence and weighing down the other universes like a section of dead brain matter crippling the rest of the brain.

Cracks like this can be found across the universe, but they only appear at the beginning of a celestial cycle. So do you know what the smoking gun is? Life. Every spot in the universe that contains one of these cracks has a planet sharing the same space, a planet with life. Suffice to say, I lied a little bit about there being no difference between life and inanimate matter. The truth is that life is powered by a very unique form of energy, different from the energy that powers all other chemical reactions, and that energy leaks into this dimension through the cracks.”

“Who are you?” Victoria asked.

Hearing the question made Jack laugh. “There is no human word for what I am. You would be right if you said I was God, if I was an angel, and if I was an alien. The best definition I could give is that I am the soul of this universe and the manifestation of all life. I guess you could say that I am the Tree of Life and the essence of this dimension.”

“But you said you were human!”

“Yes, as in I took the form of a human when I arrived here. I came to this town seventeen years ago and chose a family to be born into because of the proximity to the crack. It was the easiest way to stay around it for when this day finally arrived. I came here, took the form of a fertilized embryo in my mother’s womb, and she gave birth to me, not knowing that I had chosen to be born. My powers are the result of my unnatural existence. Quite simply, I am an abomination brought forth by the birth of this imperfect universe, which in itself is an abomination. I am not supposed to exist, but I was born with the Big Bang due to the flaws of this universe. I was born with all of this knowledge, knowledge of everything. You could say that the only reason why I exist is because of those flaws.”

“What are you trying to do? What is your goal?” Tyler asked.

“Again, there is no human word to properly express what I shall achieve. I suppose the best name would be Celestial Nirvana. I am here to fix this crack in reality, just as I have fixed every other crack across the universe. Once that is done, all universes and dimensions shall merge together into a single space beyond all comprehension. Everything will be recreated and made perfect, and beginning and end will become one and the same in everlasting equilibrium.

This imperfect universe is preventing Celestial Nirvana and the perfection of all existence. This is the last world, the last crack in the universe. I have spent almost fifteen billion years traveling through the cosmos, closing each crack when the celestial year ends. With this, everything will become perfect. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a universe to recreate.”

Jack turned to the sphere and placing his hand on it.

“No, Jack, don’t!” Victoria cried out.

Knocking the three humans off their feet, a deluge of energy shot up from the sphere and into the sky. Firing off through the vacuum of space faster than the speed of light, the beam of energy crossed the entire universe in only a few moments before striking the very fringe. Upon contact, the all-encompassing edge of the universe began to glow with the intensity of a billion suns and started to constrict. Closing in on itself, the edge of the universe devoured everything like a tidal wave of light, converting all it touched into a “perfect material”, something that was neither matter nor energy. It was both nothingness and everything.

With the one and only flaw in a limitless line of perfect universes and dimensions fixing itself, the merging process began to take place. Like cellular division in reverse, each dimensional plane began to merge with the others, creating one super space in which the concepts of existence and nonexistence no longer had any meaning or difference. Time was moving both forward and backward, the laws of physics were being undone, and the ability to define anything was disappearing. It was all-encompassing neutrality that no living mind could comprehend, a form of perfection that transcended all opinions and perceptions. It was beginning and end, infinity and nothing, it was beyond all reason and the formation of the fabric of space and time. Only Jack, the very soul and essence of his universe, could fathom the meaning of the Celestial Nirvana.

Fighting through the gusts of wind, Victoria rushed over to Jack and grasped his arm. “Jack, please! You have to stop this!”

“Why? You of all people should understand and appreciate what I am doing.”

“But I don’t want it to end this way!”

“I never expected to hear that from someone who had discovered the Self. Victoria, once this is completed, beginning and end will be both simultaneous and nonexistent. Everything you are will be recreated into the perfect form that all of Creation was meant to be. Every atom, every spark of energy, it will all be reformed and you shall truly become one with everything, including me. We will be joined in a way that words cannot describe, a true nirvana.”

“But if this was your goal, why did you bother helping us? Why did you become my boyfriend? Why did you come back?”

“Because I saw potential in all of you. I normally come to planets with life just before the end of the celestial year, but with Earth, I arrived early, seventeen years early. You humans fascinated me; you were the most interesting species I had ever encountered. Wanting to study you and having seventeen years to wait, I changed my form into that of a human embryo and entered this world to watch you humans until this day arrived. In the beginning, I simply sat back as an observer, but as I got older, I decided that I wasn’t living the full experience. I wanted to know what it meant to have friends, and as the years went on, curiosity filled me, curiosity for what it felt to feel true love.

I came to this school, wanting to fully immerse myself in your world one last time. I found wonderful people to talk with, laugh with, and teach. I made friends and got to see into their lives. And I found you, the most beautiful girl on Earth with a heart of gold, someone that could win the love of even a cosmic spirit like me. I love you, Victoria, and you and I will spend all of eternity together, just like you wanted.”

“Please, Jack, you don’t have to do this!”

“This is neither a matter of want or need, it is something I must do. Every organism must come to terms with its own creation to meet the end of its sentience peacefully, be that reproducing, choosing not to have offspring, or even destroying their own creators. That is what I am doing; I was created through a mistake, so it is my duty to fix that mistake. I was born with the ability to do this, so I must do this. This is the path laid out for me; I must erase the problem and install perfection and the Celestial Nirvana. This has been the conclusion of my life for almost fifteen billion years, to bring about perfect and ultimate peace.”

Victoria bit her lip, trying to think of something to say. Suddenly, it came to her. “I never expected you to want something so boring,” she said, prompting Jack to look at her quizzically. “You want to live in a perfect existence? It’s pathetic. Beauty is created from imperfection but perfection brings nothing. Your music, your books, your philosophies, and the woman you love are all the result of this flaw that you seem to loathe so much. If this perfect universe of yours does come to exist, will that honestly make you happy? You’ll just be a bunch of perfect particles in a perfect universe, completely devoid of thought or feeling.

There will be nothing for you to appreciate; you won’t even be able to feel appreciation. It will be the same as not existing at all. You aren’t doing this because you’re supposed to; you just think that perfection is the answer. You, who talks so much about value, are giving value to something that goes against everything you stand for.

You call this peace, but it’s nothing more than death. Life creates conflict, but true peace isn’t the absence of life. It is when life has the capability to cause conflict, but chooses not to. True peace isn’t a world without people; it’s a world where people can come together, despite their differences, and choose to exist in harmony.

The Self is the true identity of the person, the desires, fears, and feelings we possess but keep hidden with the Superego. You showed us our true selves not to make us perfect, help us understand one another! A world where people can be their true selves without fighting, that is peace! That is the possibility that you have given us!”

At her words, Jack looked back at the sphere of light in front of him and the beam of energy shooting up into space, having lost some of the color in his face.

“Ask yourself this, Jack: would you rather exist in a universe where you had no thoughts or sensations and there was nothing to experience, or would you exist in a universe with music and art? Would you rather exist as nothing but a pile of lifeless atoms in a universe filled with atoms just like yours? Or would you prefer to live in a universe where you could appreciate and study everything around you? Jack, would you rather exist in that hollow perfect universe as something without life, sensation, or meaning, or live in a universe where you are with me, an imperfect girl whom you love and who loves you with all of her heart?

Face it, you lost your temper back in that Washington garage because you cared about me so much that you couldn’t accept my death and you couldn’t forgive those guys. You know that what you are trying to achieve won’t bring you the same joy as spending a lifetime with the people you love. Admit it, love without life is meaningless, just like how life without love is meaningless.” Jack didn’t answer, he merely stared at her with his smile gone. “I made this for you for your birthday. Would you rather live in a meaningless universe where it has no value or doesn’t even exist?”

She reached into her pocket and pulling out a folded piece of paper. Unfolding it, she handed it to Jack. It was a sketch of the two of them embracing each other in the same position as the sketch Jack had seen in her room. It was exactly what they had looked like on the night they made love.

“You say that the majority of reality is what you make of it and the values you add. Why would you want a reality where you are incapable of perception and there is nothing to value? Is being perfect really better than being alive and happy? Is being perfect really better than being in a world with music to listen to, a world with books to read, a world with people to help, a world with friends to talk to, and a world with someone to love?”

Jack looked away from her and stared at his hand, pressed against the orb of light. His mind was raging struggling to come up with a decision. His entire existence had been culminating all for this one purpose, this one action that would shape everything. But was there more to his existence than that? Was it possible that he was wrong? No, he couldn’t be wrong, this was his purpose. But what if his purpose was as flawed as the universe itself? What if this imperfect universe was supposed to exist this way? What if that itself made reality perfect? Was the presence of this imperfect universe what made the true Celestial Nirvana perfect? But if he had the ability to mend the fabric of reality and implement the Celestial Nirvana, didn’t that mean he was meant to? Or was that simply applying meaning to his existence because of a flawed perception?

“You told me that all you wanted was to make others happy and to be happy. So do it, Jack, be happy. Don’t do what you think you’re supposed to do, do what will make you happy.”

Slowly, Jack lowered his hand and took it off the orb of light, causing the energy beam to come to a stop, as well as the universal rebirthing process. As the beginning of the new celestial cycle came to an end, the crack closed back up and the sky returned to its normal color. Silence had returned.

With a small smile, he turned back to Victoria. “I’ve waited almost fifteen billion years for this… what’s another 5125.36 years? I’ll let this universe continue to shine on for a while longer. I guess I’ll come back and try again when you won’t be around to nag at me.”

Crying tears of joy, Victoria wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him as tightly as possible. “Forget it, you’re going to make me immortal so that I can make sure you don’t destroy the universe. Oh god, Jack, I love you so much.”

“I love you too, Victoria, and you’re right, I would rather be in an imperfect universe where I am happy than a perfect universe where I am incapable of feeling anything. I’m sorry for scaring you, all of you.”

“I don’t think we’re the ones you should be apologizing to for the scare. The whole world is probably flipping out with how the sky changed color. Is there anything you can do to fix it?” Tyler asked with a sigh of relief as he and Kelly walked over.

“Sure.”

Now that Jack had revealed who he was, there was no longer any need to hide his powers and what he was truly capable of as the soul of the universe. Without so much as a twitch of his eye, every single human being on the planet, save for Victoria, Kelly, and Tyler, exploded into a molecular mess, broken down at the atomic level. Before the bloody mist could even settle or stain the surroundings, everyone was reformed exactly as they had been before, save for their memory of the past few minutes being wiped.

With every single human frozen in time, waiting for Jack to restore life to them, he used the opportunity to repair anything that might have been damaged in the panic, rearranging the atoms back into their original places and making everything good as new. Everything completed, he kick-started everyone on the planet, returning them to their schedule with nobody being the wiser.

“There, it’s done. Aside from us, nobody knows about what just happened.”

“Well then I suggest we get to class. Since the universe isn’t getting a remodeling, detention is still an issue,” Kelly said with a small laugh.

“Jeez, it’s not even 11:00 and I’m mentally exhausted,” Tyler sighed, turning around and walking back towards the school with Kelly.

Jack and Victoria remained in the empty intersection.

“I love you, Jack,” she said again.

“I love you too,” he replied, wrapping his hand around hers.

“Oh, and Jack? Happy birthday.”

The End

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My first story. Please don’t write anything rude or mean, thanks! Plot: Kaitie is staying with her mothers old friend, Charlie. When Kaitie needs help with a science project of hers, Charlie ‘accidentally’ buys too much rope. What could possibly happen?

This story is fictional and doesn’t portray any realise people 🙂 I own this story.

Katie closed the door and walks into the living room, letting her school bag fall to the floor.
“I’m home?” She walked over to the fridge and searched for a snack.
Charlie walked in, tying her hair up.
“Oh, hey you’re home”
Katie nodded as she stuffed a muffin into her mouth.
Charlie watched her quietly. She couldn’t stray her eyes from the sixteen year olds perky breasts. They may have been small, but Charlie was turned on by them more than anything.
“Are you going to help me with my science project now?” Katie said, swallowing the last piece of muffin.

Charlie tried to keep herself from smirking as her twisted plans ran through her mind once more.
“When I agreed to take you in, did that mean I had to help you with everything?” Charlie teased the younger girl as she walked swiftly to Katie’s bedroom.”I bought everything we’ll need.” Charlie let a smirk cross her lips as Katie stood and stared at the long ropes that hung over her bed.

“I don’t need that much, it’s only a model boat, not a real one-” Katie was cut off by Charlie shoving her onto the bed.
“Don’t resist me” Charlie’s voice was laced with lust as she tied Katie up mercilessly.

“What are you doing?!” Katie blushed red, squirming against her restraints.
Charlie said nothing, but took out a blade.
Kaitie’s eyes widened and she lay perfectly still.

“I won’t hurt you, if you be a good little girl” a sly grin appeared on Charlie’s face as she cut through the materials that hid the young girls body.

When Katie was naked, Charlie stood back to admire her fine catch.
Pulling off her shirt, Charlie’s huge breasts were suddenly set free, her nipples already hard.
Katie whimpered at the sight, becoming wet.

The older woman then shimmied out of her pants, leaving herself in only black lace underwear.
“You going to behave baby girl?” Charlie purred when Katie nodded.

Charlie looked down at the young, supple body before her.
Katie’s dark nipples had become hard, and her (surprisingly) trimmed pussy glistened with her juices.
Charlie sank down to her knees and breathed in the girls scent.

Charlie smirked when the shivering girl below her breathed in a gasp.
“C-Charlie..”
“Hm?” She blew gently onto the helpless girls pussy.
“Please!”
“Please what?” Kaitie bit her lip.
“M-make me come!” Kaitie arched her hips off the bed slightly to Charlie’s pleasure.

Bending her head down, Charlie wrapped her pink lips around Katie’s swollen clit.
The young girl erupted in moans as the others tongue worked circles on her sensitive button.
Wrapping her hands around her thighs, Charlie brought the young girls pussy closer to her face, slowing herself to be emerged in the girls euphoric smell of sex.

Kaitie fought against the bondage that confined her so tightly, but she learnt to love the feeling if the rope burning her delicate skin as she struggled.

Desire over came every other sense in her body as Kaitie felt like her clit was on fire.
Charlie enjoyed every second. Sucking up her juices, and swallowing the sweet honey the girl gave to her.
It was pure heaven.

“I-I’m going to come!”
Charlie let her finger slide into the girls virgin pussy, gently sliding in and out.
“Not until I say so” Charlie’s dominance pushed Kaitie over the edge, and made her cum all over the older woman’s fingers.

Growling, Charlie stood up.
“You disobeyed me” Charlie smirked.”now you’re going to have to be punished.”

Kaitie watched in a mixture of horror and excitement as Charlie walked over to the cupboard.
“I’ve got a special surprise for you, baby”

Pulling out a box, Kaitie bit her lip hard, hoping that she would get the chance to come again. She also was a bit worried…why would Charlie tue her up like this?
All thoughts were erased from her mind when Charlie produced a small vibrator from the box.
“This should do it” smirking, Charlie turn on the device, letting the buzzing of the small sex toy run through Kaities ears.

Kaitie almost moaned when Charlie began sucking on the small contraption, circling it around her tongue.
“Want it baby?”
Kaitie nodded weakly.
“Such a slutty girl I have. But unfortunately, you gave to do something for me first” before the younger girl could protest, Charlie sat on her face, grinding her pussy into the you her girls nose.
“Ohh, fuck yes”
Kaitie couldn’t breathe. But that only added to Charlie’s euphoric state.
“Fuck yes. Stick your tongue out! Now!” Charlie moaned when Kauries shy tongue peaked out if her mouth and ran across her panties, moistening them.

Charlie fucked her clit against Katie’s tongue and soon felt herself coming, squirting into the shocked younger girls mouth.
She smirked.
“You like that baby?” She began rocking her hips onto Katie’s face again as she ran the vibrator over Kaities pulsing, pink clit.
“Mmmm” was all she could manage to say with Charlie’s pantie covered pussy in her mouth.
Rubbing the vibrating you up and down Kaitie’s sex, Charlie swiped her thumb over Kaitie’s nipple, making it surprisingly harder.
“Mm” Kaitie could feel herself getting closer to coming. Again and again the small vibrator attacked her swollen clit.
Charlie stopped for a second to move her panties to the side, and mashed her soaked pussy against the teenagers mouth.
“Fuck! Suck my pussy!” Charlie began jumping the girls face harder as she neared her climax.
“Suck it! Suck my clit, slut!” Charlie’s use of dirty talk got herself off, and she squirted a second time into the other girls mouth.

Moaning, Charlie reluctantly got up and moved towards Katie’s pussy again.
“Ready to come?” Charlie began the delightful torture of holding the vibrator on Kaities clit.
“Come for me, Kaitie”

i hoped you liked it sorry for any spelling mistakes!:) please rate up and comment!

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A quick and kinky lesbian fantasy!

I was just past twenty-one years old when Martine took me for coffee. There was a mutual attraction I couldn’t quite place, something I was unused to. Admiring her confidence, her stunning good looks, her bobbed blond hairdo, and her curvy body.

After our third coffee meeting it became obvious Martine was grooming me. “You are a very attractive young woman.” Asking me lots of questions, with a hand on my knee. “Are you in a relationship? Are you bi-curious? What are your sexual preferences? Do you have any special preferences when making love?”

Another coffee meeting and more questions, far more personal. “Do you have a vibrator? How often do you use it? Did any of your male lovers make you squirt? No?”

I had been bi-curious since my teens, suddenly realising I was more than just bi-curious. The thought of Martine seducing me, a woman twice my age was an exciting and tempting thought.

I was pleased with myself when I told two of my girlfriends a woman twice my age was grooming me. “How exciting, make sure you keep us up to date.”

Martine took me shopping, stopping off at a waxing salon on the way. A huge turn on for me watching her having her pubes waxed. An even bigger turn on while Martine watched me having my pubes waxed, something I had never had before.

Leading me into a high end lingerie boutique. Asking me to choose some items I liked. Making suggestions for me, helping me choose sexy black bras and tiny thongs. I couldn’t believe how sexy some of the items were. Or how expensive. Relieved when Martine told me she would charge all the items to her store account.

Asking me which items I preferred for her. Helping me choose sexy black cup-less bras and tiny thongs for her. Sexual tension as I had never experienced when Martine undressed, naked for me and the female sales assistant to change into some of the new lingerie. The first time I had seen her wonderful naked body, the cup-less bra first, then an incredibly sexy black thong, highlighting her big firm ass.

The first time I had seen a forty-plus woman naked. Drinking in her naked body, flaunting it for me, legs, thighs, hips, a big ass and that beautiful waxed pussy over those wonderful thighs had me drooling. At that moment I was incredibly bi-curious.

A real buzz for me, naked while changing into my new lingerie with Martine and the shop assistant watching. Open to being seduced by her. I felt sure the shop assistant was picking up our vibe, an older woman wanting to seduce me, a woman half her age.

After our shopping, a wonderful lunch in one of the ‘in’ cafes. Holding hands when we walked in, both of us pleased with the attention. Enjoying people looking at us surreptitiously, speculating on our relationship. Over coffee Martine was holding my hand, lightly kissing me, while she whispered, “I want to have you, seduce you, make passionate love to you. Give you levels of sapphic pleasure with my lips and tongue you may not have even dreamed about.”

“When and where?,” was the only response I could muster as she sucked my middle finger.

At three we were in Martine’s close by apartment. Kissing passionately as she undressed me, the first time another female had undressed me or wanted to have my naked body.

Any reservations I may have had about lesbian sex disappeared the moment her finger tip found my clitoris. Then the tip of her tongue on my clit. Why haven’t I done this before now? Had lesbian sex before now? I couldn’t believe the first orgasm she gave me, talking to me, teasing me, edging me.

My whole body was focused on my sexual pleasure in the build up. I was making noises I had never made before. Using words I had never used before. Urging Martine to, “So good, I love it. Fuck my cunt, fuck my cunt, fuck my cunt.”

Our next meeting was a Friday night dinner date in an upmarket restaurant. We were sitting side by side in a discreet booth. Martine had asked me to dress to impress for her, just as she did for me. Both of us in heels, stockings and garter belts, aware we were both wearing cup-less bras. I was so flattered when she held my hand, whispering to me, “I want to have you, make love to your beautiful young body, fuck your beautiful young body with my tongue tonight and all of the weekend.

That night was amazing, giving full expression to my bi-curious side. Martine licking and sucking my rock hard nipples before she licked her way down to my clit, her arms wrapped around my thighs. Sliding a pillow under my ass. So good, so comfortable with her while admiring her naked body in the ceiling mirror.

We did make love for the rest of the weekend, a session in the morning, another in the afternoon and a third one at night. Teasing each other in the bath after breakfast, confiding about our likes and dislikes, asking about the men in my life.

“I want to make you squirt for me,” Martine told me on the Saturday afternoon. “Have any of your male lovers ever made you squirt?”

“You know they haven’t. I want you to be the first to make me squirt.” She was the first, an exciting new experience for me, licking my engorged clit, so wet for her as she slid a finger into me, finding my g-spot. Teasing me edging me, building me to an orgasm, in total control of me, building to a huge orgasm, the likes of which I had never experienced. Talking to her, “So good Martine, so good, fuck my cunt, fuckamycunt.”

She had me hovering on the edge, stopping, then restarting, again, then again. My body was shaking as I orgasmed, an orgasm, a climax, the likes of which I had never experienced, just moments before I squirted.

After one session we were about to shower together when Martine whispered, “I want to give you a golden shower.” Wow, a whole new sensation for me, standing close together, both of us with our hands on each other’s shoulders as she released over me, the sensation amazing. Even more amazing after another session when I returned the favour, kissing with our tongues as I released over her.

On the Sunday afternoon after so much attention and sexual pleasure from Martine, I was determined to make love to her, repay her, give her cunnilingus, fuck her with my tongue. A huge challenge for me, the first time I had ever made love to another woman, an incredibly talented bi-sexual woman. Hoping I won’t embarrass myself. Trying to recall and use some of the subtle lesbian love making techniques Martine has used on me.

At two we were in the bath together, still in the afterglow of making love all morning. At this stage in our relationship we were so close and comfortable with each other we could talk openly to each other. “I want to fuck you lesbian style Martine. You know I have never made love to a woman. Right at this moment I want nothing more than to make love to you, fuck you with my lips and tongue. I want to lick you, worship your big ass, bring you to orgasm, to a climax.”

For the first time I could understand why some men have an ass fetish, as I knelt behind Martine, hands on her hips, as I admired her big, beautiful ass, so firm. Kissing and licking it, worshiping it while she clenched her ass cheeks for me.

Turning around so she could look at herself in a wall mirror as I ran my tongue along her cunt lips, the tip of my tongue finding her clit. Her hand on my head, guiding me.

Kissing and gently touching her inner thighs, Circling her vulva with my tongue, doing the same with my fingers using light, moderate, then deep pressure, testing her preferences.

Alternately using the tip of my tongue, then the flat of it, and my lips as I explored her vulva, all three sensations a little different, providing subtly different sensations for us both.

Spreading her labia, focusing on licking the area just above her clit, using my index finger, interspersing horizontal finger strokes across her glans with vertical tongue strokes.

Increasing Martine’s arousal, and mine, by inserting a single finger, using my tongue to enhance her arousal, then a finger to complement and push her arousal further. Pressing a finger upwards into her g-spot, while applying persistent licks.

Touching her large breasts, gently squeezing her nipples, caressing her stomach. Continuing to apply persistent licks. Under her hood, licking her clitoral hood, the fold of skin covering the glans of her clit, so sensitive. Gently sliding it back licking it, licking the clit directly, slow and gentle.

Kissing all around her thighs, Licking around her Venus mound. Taking my time to draw awareness and circulation to the region before I started licking, kissing and sucking. Awakening all her corollary nerve endings with gentle kisses, using warm, gentle breath. Using my cheeks, lips, tongue, fingertips to pique her interest. Edging additionally, taking my time. building anticipation, building more anticipation, creating more pleasure.

Bringing her close to orgasm, then backing off a little, teasing her edging her, delaying her climax, her orgasm.

Grinding my crotch against hers. Approaching slowly and gently, my hips starting to thrust, using primal hip movements to guide my pressure and speed, wanting to increase the intensity for both of us.

Using my fingers, fingering her while licking her clit, wanting to provide intense, explosive sexual pleasure as my finger brushed against her g-spot inside her vagina.

Oral and manual sex in combination, adding my fingers to the mix, playing with her thighs, lips, clit while kissing, breathing and sucking.

Talking to her, a conversation. “Tell me what you want Martine? Slow and sensual or rougher, harder, or faster. Tell me and will try to give you what you want.”

Quickly realising my tongue is far more gentle than my fingers, making oral sex more enjoyable than other types of stimulation for my lover.

The next time I saw Martine, she asked, “Would you like another woman to watch me bring you to orgasm and squirt for me. She could kiss you and lick your nipples while I make you squirt.”

“Yes, you know I would. A woman or a girl?”

Martine did organise another woman Doris, to watch her bring me to orgasm and squirt for her. Doris did kiss me and lick my nipples while Martine made me squirt. I had never imagined I could squirt like I did that day. It wasn’t long ago I had reservations about sex with an older woman. Two older women was magical.

I would never have picked Doris as a lipstick lesbian, she was a stunner, demure, understated, though sexually sophisticated it transpired. “Martine has told me what a wonderful lover you are, so young, so beautiful,” Doris told me as she kissed me. “Martine wants me to look after you while she tongue fucks you, teases your g-spot with a fingertip, edges you, to make you squirt for us.”

Two women to pleasure me was so good. On my back with my legs hanging over the end of the bed, looking at myself in Martine’s ceiling mirror, her head between my thighs, licking my clit. Doris leaning over me, kissing with our tongues. Alternating licking and sucking my nipples. So good, double pleasure.

So wet for Martine, by now she knows exactly how I like to be sexually pleasured, what I like best, like the most, prefer. Her tongue sliding along my cunt lips was magical. Concentrating hard on my end goal at that moment, I want to have the most incredible orgasm moments before I squirt for Martine and Doris. Really squirt.

My sexual inhibitions, what inhibitions?, long forgotten. What a build up, whispering, “Fuck my cunt, fuck my cunt, fuckamycunt, fuckamycunt, fuckamycunt.” Martine’s tongue tip on by clit, her finger on my g-spot. Showing me and Doris what an incredible, bi-sexual lover she was.

Martine had asked lots of questions about the men I had, so I wasn’t surprised when she asked, “Would you like one of your men friends to watch me make love to you? Would you like to suck his cock, give him a head job while I give you cunnilingus, a tongue fuck?”

I hadn’t even seen a naked man in weeks, so her offer was both tempting and exciting. I told Martine, Brad, the man I chose for my three-way was almost thirty-years old. I couldn’t help adding he was extremely well hung, to test her reaction.

Martine and me were both naked deciding what to wear for Brad while waiting for him to arrive. Reminding her, I had never sucked a man’s cock, given a head job, while a woman was making love to me, giving me cunnilingus. We decided less is more, naked under our short, black silk dressing gowns, also deciding we needed heels.

Lots of sexual tension when Brad arrived, none of us quite sure how this might play out. Martine took the initiative after I kissed Brad and introduced him. “Your wonderful, beautiful girl is a wonderful lover. Would you like her to suck your cock, give you a head job while I make love to her, give her cunnilingus, fuck her with my tongue? Would you like me to undress her for you, for us?”

So long since a man had seen my naked body, I wanted to show Brad I was so much more sexually sophisticated since he last had me. Martine and me kissing with our tongues as she removed my gown. Both of us watching him for a reaction as I removed Martine’s gown.

I had almost forgotten just how well hung Brad was as we watched him undress for us. “Wow, you are a big boy, you really are extremely well hung,” Martine told him.

Before that moment, I had never sucked a man’s cock, given a head job, while a woman was making love to me, giving me cunnilingus, tongue fucking me. Why have I waited so long? I was sure the size of Brad’s erection was an extra turn on for Martine, just as it was for me, as he held my hand while he watched Martine licking my my clit.

For the first time in my life I was the center of attention for a woman and a man. So pleased Brad was enjoying watching Martine licking me, just as I was. Brad’s erection between my pursed lips was far harder than I could recall. Martine looking up a few times to watch me with his erection between my lips, knowing exactly what I wanted from her.

My lesbian did give me exactly what I wanted, a beautiful climax with a man’s erection. Between my pursed lips.

Up until that day I was madly in love with Martine. Though our relationship came crashing down when I watched her fucking Brad after she had me. A defining moment. on top of him. Though I did enjoy a perverse sexual pleasure while watching. Another first for me.

A week later when Martine told me she was sorry, really sorry, I did enjoy her love making. Sitting on her face, her hands on my ass, using her for my sexual pleasure. Sliding my cunt lips along her tongue.

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This is a purely fiction story and also my first story so please tell me what you think

Bye” John said as he step out of the door.

I smiled as I heard the click of the door I was finally alone and with much need of it. I was a single mom and ever since my husband died two years ago I have been happy every time both of my kids left the house. Having a 17 year old boy and 15 year old girl is stressful enough when you have a husband to handle the kids and leave me with some alone time.

I went to my bed room and lit a few candles. The aroma of cinnamon always entices me. I started to remove my top and jeans revealing my white panties and small perky breast. I never had much use for a bra since I had not developed more than a small A cup. I licked the tip of my finger and slowly made circles around my small pink nipples. Taunting myself to do more and more as my nipples started to harden at the thought of what I was going to be doing in the next few minutes. The sensation of my hand against my hardened nipples felt good. I started to moan and I moved to lie on my stomach.

I closed my eyes as my hand slowly made its way down my stomach towards my warm slit down below. My hand was past my bellybutton when I suddenly got a shock. A simple kiss on the back of the neck from the warmest, softest, and lightest pair of lips I ever had known sent tingling shivers up and down my spine.

“Don’t hurt me!” I said but in the back of my mind I knew that I was in no danger.

I felt a warm hand on my back and a sweet and giggly voice said “Don’t be silly sweetheart I’m not going to hurt you”

“Who are you?” I said

The hand started to massage my back up and down my muscles and the same sweet voice said to me” I heard you moaning and came to see what was up. If you tell me to stop I will stop if not keep relaxed and I will keep working on you”

Her hands so soft and worked magic on me all I could say was” No please continue.”

“I thought you would say that honey” She said with a laugh.

She worked up and down my back bringing ecstasy to every place she touched. She started to massage my legs and kiss my neck again. I moaned from the kiss.

“At a girl I see you like my kisses.” She was laughing playfully.

I started to turn as red as my hair and all aroused out of her was a small laugh.

“So how long has it been since you last were with a person?” she asked inquisitively

I stammered. I couldn’t speak well but I mumbled out “7 years.”

She started to kiss me more and more. Her hands moved like silk down my outer thighs.

“So I guess you’ve been here diddling yourself for some time now.” She spoke in a mournful and more understanding voice.

At that moment I realized how much I wanted her here all fears and embarrassment melted away. We sat in silence for awhile as she rubbed me. Her hands stopped near the top of my inner thigh less than an inch away from my pussy.

“I don’t think I’ve seen a pair this wet. I see you’re having a good time honey” Her Sweet and giggle voice returned but her statement puzzled me.

“What?” I said in confusion.

“You soaked your panties and left a rather large wet spot” She said.

My panties I had forgotten I was wearing them. I felt her hand across my bum as she slowly slid my panties off. I could now feel the moisture they held in spreading out on my thighs. She giggled as more of my panties were off and my little cunny was in her plain view. Her hands slowly worked their way around my lips in a clockwise motion stopping and starting teasing me on with each movement. She slowly blew hot air onto my pussy as her fingers danced along. I was moaning profusely at this point and my breath was scares.

“How would you like your clitty rubbed sweetie? Does that sound yummy?” Her voice was high and excited I could tell she was also enjoying herself.

“mmhmmm” Was all I could muster.

Her hand made the small journey down towards my clit. It was already erect from all her teasing. She circled the little organ a few times and I knew I was on the precipice of an orgasm. Her hand moved ever faster. My back started to arch and my hips thrust forward onto her hand. I started to let out a long moan.
She was going around my clit so fast and each time she said “At a girl you can do it cum for me cum for me.”

I came. My orgasm sent tingles up my spine and I was now screaming from the pleasure. I almost past out from the intensity of it all it was amazing. And all the while my friend my partner spoke softly in my ear “That’s my good girl.”

As the orgasm succeeded she started down towards my pussy again. I felt her tongue on my pussy lapping up the juices and rubbing my clit. I couldn’t stand it I wanted to pull my hair out it felt so great.

It came out of nowhere I started to yell “I’m Cumming I’m Cumming!” And another wave of orgasm came over me I started to moan as my pussy contracted hard this time. It was more powerful and it washed over me like a wave a pure ecstasy. I felt her head move now as the pleasure again succeeded. I heard her giggling.

I started to turn my body around to look her in the face. I saw her face for the first time it was shiny from my pussy dew and under that was the blushing and giggling face of my son’s 19 year old classmate Alice. I was in love from the moment I set eyes upon her and upon her fiery red hair and crystal blue eyes. I started to lick my juice up off her face as we kissed. Without A single word spoken from her perfect pink lips of hers I started to slowly remove her top to expose her perfectly round C cup breast as my hand slid under her skirt. She wasn’t wearing any panties. And she was as wet as I was. I stuck my head underneath her skirt to reveal her pink pussy to my eyes. I mimicked the way she licked me. Alice had her orgasm in under a minute one after another after another. Once I had finished we were both exhausted.

I kept Alice as my girlfriend until she finished high school and married her soon afterwards people say we made a cute couple. And as our lives move on to become more hectic we made sure we had plenty of passion and a lot of alone time.

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My first try at a story, let me know what you think and maybe I can write more.

I’ve just been burning to tell someone about this, I can barely contain myself. But first, you need to know everything. I’m Jenna and I’m slightly on the taller side. Coming from an Italian family, both me and my sister – who this story’s about – are somewhat darker-skinned and brunettes. I have a 38B bra size, while my sister, Anna, because she’s only 16 has smaller, but perky tits. Although I must say I have noticed that they’re still growing nicely.

Growing up, I never thought it was weird to like looking at other girls just as much as boys. As I got older and my sexuality increased, I started experimenting. It didn’t take long for me to realize just how much of a whore I was myself – dicks, pussy, balls, tits, toys, anal, cum, I loved it all. But this story’s not really about me.

Last weekend our parents went to stay at a hotel for their wedding anniversary. Obviously not a big deal, we’d stayed home alone before. The night they left, Friday, I drove my sister to a friend’s house and told her I wouldn’t be able to bring her home because I invited a few people over to our house to drink. She said it was fine and that she could get a ride. Two of my friends, Nicole and Sam, came over with a few bottles of wine. After a few hours they left and I began to wonder where Anna was, so I texted her. Her response was: “om way hom e”. Is she drunk, I wondered?

My question was answered soon enough as she came through the door, trying poorly to compose herself. She was a little tipsy on her feet and had this big grin on her face. I also smiled, remembering when I first started drinking in high school too. I also noticed what she was wearing – black converse, cutoffs, and a tight blue tank top with a bare midriff. I guess I never realized it before – or maybe I’m just a little drunk myself – but she is pretty hot. My mind wandered, questioning how many guys in her grade had already jacked off to her. I snapped back, realizing how weird that thought was. I asked her how her night was and she said it was fun; they drank a bunch, played some games. She told he about how they played spin the bottle and she got to kiss a boy she had a crush on, but then she had to kiss a girl. It must have been the wine, because again I felt another burst of horniness, wishing I could have seen it. I squeezed my legs together gently, feeling my pussy start to ache.

“I don’t know if this is weird, but I kind of liked the girl’s kiss better,” she continued.

“That’s not weird, girls know what girls want more than guys do.”

“I guess that makes sense. Have you ever done anything with a girl before?”

“I’ve kissed a lot, but I’ve only ever had sex with a few.” Her face reddened when I said it, but I could also sense a turn on. I told her not to be embarrassed, and suddenly felt myself lean in and kiss her. I don’t know what came over me, but she must’ve liked it – or been drunk – because she didn’t pull away.

I slid my hand up her smooth, bare thigh and she squeezed her legs together as I reached her young cunt. She moaned as I pressed against her, biting her lip as I guided her over to the couch. Squirming around my hand, I knew I had her, so I took off my jeans and panties, sat down and told her to eat me. She hesitantly lowered her mouth to my pussy and I thrusted my bald, wet cunt into her mouth. As her tongue slid inside of me, I loved the idea of dominating her – and it seemed like she fell right into submission.

I took off my shirt and bra and noticed her eyes start to wander, lingering on my breasts. I teased my nipples, pinching and twisting them until they got stiff. I could tell I was going to cum soon, but I wanted to prolong it – making it even better when it finally happened. I pulled her up to me and kissed her, tasting my salty juices on her tongue. Peeling off her shirt to reveal her boobs, nipples already hard. She leaned in and began to slowly grind as we made out. Our breasts pushed against each other and when our nipples grazed, it sent an incredible sensation through both of our bodies. The feeling of her cutoffs rubbing against my aching pussy was nice at first, but soon got uncomfortable, so I instructed her to take them off. When they slid down her legs, I noticed a sizeable wet spot on her small, cotton panties.

“Do you like to touch yourself,” I asked?

“Yeah. Usually in the shower or at night, but sometimes I get that feeling and I just can’t help it and have to do it wherever – school, shopping, the car.”

Oh my god, hearing about my little sister’s horny exploits was amazing. It looked like she had more to say, but felt uncomfortable, so I slid my hand over her panties, feeling her juices leak through, and told her she could tell me anything.

Shyly, she admitted to finding my vibrator one day and using it occasionally. As a reward for her honesty, and because that turned me on even more – I didn’t even know that was possible – I laid her down on the couch and pulled her panties off. Like me, she was totally shaven. Gliding forward, my tits brushing her moist pussy then stomach then resting on her perky breasts, I kissed her, simultaneously shoving my tongue in her eagerly accepting mouth and grinding against her cunt with my own – our juices mixing forming a sticky, slippery mess between our legs. She opened her mouth to moan in pleasure and as she did, I shoved her wet panties into her mouth, telling her to leave them in. Wide-eyed, she submitted while I slid back down, kissing her body until my face rested between her legs.

I knew I had to tease her a little, so I bit and licked her thighs and the area just around her pussy, now soaking. I couldn’t believe how wet my little sister got, and I briefly questioned if I should go through with this. I mean, she was my sister after all. But looking up at her pleading, hungry eyes and succumbing to the alcohol – as she had too – I couldn’t help myself. I dove right into her snatch, and she tasted amazing. After eating her out for awhile, I pushed a finger inside of her. I say pushed, but really, it slipped in because she was so lubricated with both my saliva and her own juices. So I decided to add another, and as I did, never taking my mouth of her clit, which I’d been sucking, I felt her body arch and a moan escape her stuffed mouth. With two fingers and my mouth working on her, it wasn’t long before she came, her body convulsing in ecstasy. I took the panties out of her mouth, and kissed her, asking if she liked how she tasted.

“I kind of do like it, but I liked you better.”

“Then you’ll have to get some more,” I said as got down on my hands and knees on the floor, beckoning her to my pussy. She happily jumped down and began lapping at my pussy ferociously. The sensation was incredible and I even found myself pressing my little sister’s dirty panties up to my face, basking in the smell. Anna’s licking had gotten so intense that she slipped from my pussy and began tonguing my asshole. She realized her mistake and went to switch back, but I instructed her to leave her mouth there and finger my cunt while she ate out my ass. She asked, “Why? Does that feel good?” I told her it does and if she finishes me, I’ll show her. A big grin crept across her face, glistening with my grool, as she sucked two of her fingers, covering them in shining spit, and pushed them inside of me. She simultaneously returned her mouth to my asshole: licking, sucking, even trying to push her tongue inside. If she was this good this young, she would make a lot of women very happy.

The preceding buildup had already put me on edge, so it wasn’t long before I reached around, shoving her face deep into my ass and bucking my hips back, forcing her fingers even deeper inside of me as I came. I rolled over and she came over to me, kissing me gently. Despite the fact that I just came, the mix of pussy and ass on her mouth revved my engine again – so to speak. Slurring her words, she told me that it was weird at first, but she also kind of liked the taste of my ass.

Smiling, I had her take the same position on her hands and knees, and spread her cheeks. Her pussy was still dripping wet and I was staring down my little sister’s tight, virgin asshole. It was beautiful, like fresh, untouched snow. Completely bald and puckered, having never experienced anything like what I was about to do – and I wanted to be the first to have it. I started again by teasing her, kissing and biting her cheeks and slapping her ass once in awhile. It was obvious that she was getting impatiently horny as she squirmed, wanting the pleasure that she gave me. I obliged, and gently flicked her hole with my tongue as a groan escaped her mouth. I pushed my mouth in and began to really go at it, pushing and circling my tongue all around her asshole. I also stuck two fingers into her wet pussy, pulling them out every once in awhile to taste her delicious juices. I noticed her playing with her tits, her perky nipples swollen from the pleasure, and knew it was time to take it to the next level.

I took my mouth off of her ass and began sucking on her cunt while I gently massaged her butthole with my finger. She must’ve been even more drunk than I thought – or she’s just a slut like me – because she didn’t even flinch. In fact, her moans intensified. I pushed a finger into her pussy, soaking it in her natural lube, while I applied more saliva to her virgin asshole. I then placed the tip of my finger at the entrance to her tight pucker and slowly pushed it in. She squealed, but I reassured her that it would feel weird at first but then it would feel good. As I worked my finger in and out of her asshole, I rubbed her clit with my other hand. Before long, we had a rhythm going. Me fucking her asshole with my finger and her grinding back, pushing her ass all the way to my last knuckle. I continued to rub her clit as her breathing and heart rate quickened until she let out a scream. Her asshole clenched around my finger and the hand that was playing with her pussy was suddenly soaked as she climaxed, releasing even more cum from her young pussy.

She slid forward off of my finger and collapsed on the floor. I went over to her and kissed her again, leaving strands of saliva and cum between our glistening faces. It had been an eventful night and she was in the process of passing out as I heard her whisper: “Mom and dad are gone for another two days, right?”

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It’s time for some more mother/daughter fun for Lil and Kate.

“So, now that we’re all done eating what do you say that we all head to the living room and stick in a movie? How about The Departed? I haven’t seen it in a while,” he suggested, peeking back and forth between us.

“No, Dad, I think mom and I are in a mood for 27 Dresses, don’t you think, Mom?” I asked, glancing at her.

“Yes, Chase, that sounds like the better choice,” she replied before she looked back at him. “Sorry, dude.”

“Okay,” he sighed, leaning back. “In the next life, we should have a boy. I’m constantly getting outvoted here. Movies, restaurants, food we order and everything else,” he whined, crossing his arms.

“Well, Dad,” I said, placing a hand on his leg. “No one said life was meant to be fair, although, next time, we promise we can watch your movie.”

“Okay, Rose,” he groaned before he got up and pecked my cheek. “You are lucky I love you.”

“I love you too, Dad.”

“I’ll get the movie ready,” he mentioned before he left the dining room.

Suddenly, my mom and I made eye contact. Although, it only lasted a few seconds before I slanted my head down. I knew she was glaring at me, but I couldn’t peek back at her just yet. I vibrated somewhat and bit down on my bottom lip, and then she placed her hand on my leg.

She smooched my cheek. “Care to join me on the couch, Rose? We can cuddle together and watch the movie. I’m sure you’d love to have me close to you, wouldn’t you? Especially when there isn’t anything wrong with a mother and daughter snuggling together.”

I took in a deep breath, but stayed silent and didn’t make eye contact with her.

“Are you thinking about having sex with me, Rose? There is no shame in it so that you can admit it.”

“Mom, this is just a little weird, that’s all,” I let her know, bringing my head back up. “I ate your pussy after I got out of class today, and dad has no idea. When I think about that, it is just an odd feeling. I don’t know why exactly, but it is, Mom.”

“The feeling comes from it being wrong and taboo, Rose, that’s all,” she clarified, rubbing my leg. “It isn’t right for us to have sex, but guess what?”

“What?”

“I’ve been getting lucky with a young college student. I got my twat eaten out and even got that chick to lick my nipples too; she is freaking sexy. Then I got into her panties too, don’t you like the sound of that?”

I maintained my position for a moment as she never stopped caressing my leg.

“There is a smile, Rose. There is no need to be embarrassed, babe. You’ve seen your mom naked like a thousand times now and had sex hundreds of times now. I’d say that’s a win for any woman that finds her mom to be sexually attractive.”

“Okay, Mom,” I whispered, looking back at her.

“Hey, I’m already watching your movie, are you two coming?” my dad yelled from the living room.

“Your dad is waiting, Rose. Would you like to cuddle with me?”

“Sure, Mom,” I answered, attempting to bring my lips towards her cheek.

“Hey, when no one else is around, or we’re just around Lil and/or Maria, you kiss me on the lips. You also have to kiss me as your girlfriend, remember?”

“Sorry, Mom,” I muttered before I pressed our lips together and placed my hands on her legs.

Afer a few seconds, her hands abruptly came up onto my hooters.

“Mom,” I protested softly, backing away. “Dad is waiting for us.”

“Okay, let’s go,” she suggested, putting her hand out. “By the way, I’m not wearing anything under this sundress.”

“Holy shit, Mom, you are a perfect mix of an evil chick and an angel,” I whispered.

“Come on, Rose, I’m a sexually experienced mom, you can call me an evil bitch if you want. I won’t fault you for that.”

“Okay, Mom.”

I took it, and we held hands as we made the trip to the couch as the movie was already playing. My dad stayed quiet as she lied down first and invited me to lie on top of her. I bit down on my bottom lip for a few seconds and peeked at my dad for a second.

“Come on, Rose, I can’t see through you,” he pointed out, waving his hand.

I took a deep breath as I saw my mom grin. Then I hurried and lied down on top of her.

“I love you, Rose,” she whispered, pulling a blanket over us.

“Mom,” I muttered, angling my head. “What are you doing?”

“Getting comfortable, that’s all, sweet thing. We can be warm as we watch the movie together, there is nothing to worry about, dear. As you said, your dad has no idea that we’re having an affair.”

I sighed, but said nothing. I could only guess my mom knew what my feelings were as she wrapped her arms around me and held me close. My head rested on her chest and right shoulder, and she often pecked the top of my head.

‘So it has been thirty minutes now, and she hasn’t done anything a normal mother wouldn’t do, but it is still freaky. My panties are getting wet because I find her breathtaking and I literally know just how good she is in bed. Then to add even more lighter fluid to the already big fire, she decides not to wear anything underneath her dress? Damn it, Mom, I know I agreed to continue this affair, but you are just intoxicatingly hot, and you aren’t making this fair at all. It is like you have two guns and I have a plastic knife. How the hell could I ever resist you?’

She plagued my mind as we watched the movie and I still found myself uneasy because of my dad. He was paying attention to the film, even though he didn’t want to watch it. I loved him for that, so I just felt guilty again.

I bit down on my bottom lip and took a deep inhale. ‘I’m sorry, Dad, I hope you never find out and hate me, but your wife is one amazing fucker.’

I slowly closed my eyes, and I imagined her eating me out. ‘Oh, Mom, you are just something else. Feeling your tongue in my pussy is just mind-bottling, and it has happened over fifty times now.’

I kept my eyes closed for a moment and held her on my mind, but after that, I swiftly felt her hand venture into my panties.

“Mom,” I whispered, opening my eyes and peeking towards her. “What are you doing, dad is right there.”

“I know, he is enjoying the movie. I saw your eyes closed, could that have been because you were thinking about something rather hard, Rose?” she pondered, slowly rubbing my pussy.

I couldn’t answer, so I just leaned my head back and closed my eyes again.

“There is no need to be ashamed, Rose. I’m your mom, and the last thing I’ll ever do is judge you,” she muttered before smooching my forehead. “I love you as my daughter, my lover, my everything, I swear. There is a reason your twat is so soaked right now, that is because you are insanely sexually attracted to me. Trust me; the feeling is mutual, you are gorgeous from head to toe.”

“Thank you, Mommy,” I moaned, shaking somewhat.

“Your welcome, sweetheart, but there is never any need to thank me. Not for love, lust, sexual activity, nothing. You tell me to jump; I’m just going to ask you ‘How high?’, simple as that. I’ll do anything for you, Rose, even finger fuck you right in front of your father. Nothing will ever be off limits here, hun.”

“Okay, Mom,” I moaned, rubbing my body onto hers. “I love those fingers.”

She responded by smooching the top of her head and letting my fingers shallowly dig into her slit. I couldn’t help, but to vibrate even more and moan slightly too. By then, I found myself not even paying attention to the movie.

Feeling my mom letting her fingers go my pussy with my dad there indeed made more two emotions collide like two trains speeding towards one another, and it took its toll. I loved my dad to no end, but I felt the guilt. Although, the forbidden lust between my mom and I thrilled me to no end.

“Are you going to cum for me, Rose? Just how you had orgasms in your video? Are you gonna have one for your mom right now, as she pleasures you with her fingers? It is alright, you can admit it. There can’t be any shame in incestuous affairs, only because the love can soar so far beyond all possible beliefs. I can’t even believe how much I love you now. As opposed to a few months ago before I even knew about that video, I love you like literally no one else. Not even your dad, babe. You mean everything to me in every single way. I just hope that my MILF body stays sexy for you. I want your panties to continue to get wet for years to come just from the sight of me.”

“Okay, Mom,” I let out, rapidly tapping my legs. “I’m sure you will continue to become more beautiful with each passing year.”

“Good answer, now cum for me, Rose. Cum as the dazzling angel you are. Don’t worry about getting me off, just yourself.”

I let my hand out; then as if I wasn’t jerking around enough, my mom made me have an orgasm right in front of my dad and had me move as if I was having a seizure. My whole body felt to be in a sauna, and my pussy was the ring leader so to speak too.

I had a full body high, and even after I came, her hand failed to vacate my panties. She still rubbed it, and she left a string of kisses on my head and shoulder. I heard her giggle somewhat too, but she managed to keep it down so my dad wouldn’t notice.

After a couple more minutes, her hand calmly slithered out of my panties and came out from underneath the blanket. I turned my head and viewed her taking her fingers into her mouth. My mouth opened up wide, and I enjoyed the sight for a moment.

I had to cheese, and after a moment, her fingers slipped out of her mouth. Then I just kissed her for a few seconds. I cut it short considering that my heart felt like it stopped. I looked at her and bit my bottom lip for a few seconds.

I peeked at “Damn, Mom, I’m losing it around you.”

“That’s a good thing, Rose, now let’s watch the movie before your dad gets suspicious.”

I let out a deep breath and just tried to focus on the movie, but of course, my mom sucked my mind out even more. No matter what I tried to think of and do to get my mind off her, it was pointless.

An hour later, my dad rose up off the couch. “Aw, shit, I can’t wait until next weekend, because we’ll be watching my movie,” he moaned, stretching out.

“If you say so, Dad.”

“I do, young lady,” he mentioned, peeking at us. “Now, I’m gonna take a shower, and I have to go meet Bill and Jake for a few hours. Will you two be alright without me?”

“I think we’ll be okay, Chase,” she answered.

He strolled to us, and he lowered himself to us. “I love you, Rose,” he said before pecking my forehead.

“I love you too, Dad.”

“And I love you, my lady,” he spoke before kissing my mom on the lips. “I’ll see you two later,” he announced before walking out of the room.

“I thought he’d never leave,” she said before turning my head and angling her head to mine.

She pressed her lips onto mine, but I pushed her after only a few seconds. “Mom, what if he comes back?”

“Come on, ravishing chick, can’t you feel the thrill of almost getting caught? I rubbed your cherry right in front of him and made you have an orgasm. Don’t pretend that you didn’t like it.”

“I liked it, Mom, but…” I let out before bitting my bottom lip.

“What, Rose? If there is anything you need to say, then say it.”

I calmly rose up and turned to her. I put my hand out, and she took it immediately.

“Mom…” I muttered before I took her other hand. “You’re crazy,” I branded her before I kissed her.

“I know,” she agreed while kissing me. “It is part of my charm.”

After another thirty seconds, I gently pushed her off me. “Mom, I don’t mean that as a compliment. How can you want me so badly even after dad kissed you like that?”

“Well, because you are you, sexy daughter. It is you; nothing more, nothing less. If you want to condemn me for my feelings for you, fine, but in the end, you want me in the same way.”

“Although, you decide not to wear anything under that dress, you confess that to me just before we head to the couch to cuddle and then you decide to finger fuck me right in front of him. It is like I’m addicted to chocolate and you are dangling a giant bar right in front of me. How am I supposed to resist you? And you also keep mentioning how much we love each other, so you know fully well what you are doing.”

“Only because I want you, and certainly want you to want to be with me for as long as possible. Even if you find another woman, I want you to bring her to me and let me make sure she knows how to pleasure you properly. We can let them know just how much we love each other, just like Maria and Lil.”

“And I do love you like that, but this is like the biggest thing going on in my life right now, and I can’t even talk to anyone about it except for them. It isn’t fair.”

“I know, but the best things in life come with prices. They aren’t always free; I’m sorry to say. How about we go talk to them? They are the only two, so let’s take advantage, babe. Maybe if you hear about the hot sexy action from another mother/daughter combination, maybe it’ll renew your interests a bit and make you not feel so bad about your dad. I’m sorry if you feel that way, you know I’d never want to make you feel uncomfortable. I’ve never felt this way about a woman, and you are also my daughter.”

“I know, Mom, you are just proving my point.”

“Hey, if loving you is a crime,” she mentioned, putting her arms up. “Then lock me up and throw away the key. Well, have someone else do it because I want to be locked up with you, Rose.”

“Shit, you are impossible, Mom,” I stigmatized her before kissing her again. “Let’s get the fuck out of here.”

“Watch your mouth, woman.”

I shook my head, and then we both headed out. We didn’t even tell my dad where we were going. We drove directly to Lil and Maria’s house where I was sure they were hanging out naked. I saw the chemistry between them as they kissed each other, so all bets were off. Anyway, we showed up a few minutes later and went right to the door.

“Mom, aren’t you going to knock?” I asked as she just opened it.

“No, she is your godmother, so we’re past the knocking thing,” she replied, walking in there. “Also, you had sex with her, remember?”

“Okay, Mom,” I said, taking her hand.

She escorted me into their house, but we were quiet though. I scratched my head for a moment as we made our way towards the living room. Anyway, a moment later we slowly approached it, and she just poked her head out there.

“What are they doing, having sex?” I whispered.

I couldn’t see her face, but after a moment, she brought her head back. “No, they are just making out, but they are naked, angel,” she muttered, peeking at me. “I want you to look at them.”

“When they don’t know we’re looking?”

“Yes, I want you to see what I see: us. They are intimate and loving when no one else is around, Rose. They can have sex, walk around nude, kiss each other and it isn’t weird at all. That is us, but maybe we’re a watered version of them. With your dad around, we can’t be authentic. We can’t be the best us while I’m still married, but I promise you, sooner or later, we will be.”

“Are you saying you are going to get a divorce?”

“I don’t know, but I do know I want you, and that can be us,” she whispered before she glanced back out there again.

I couldn’t resist the temptation to peek out there too. I quietly lowered myself to my knees and crawled towards the end of the wall beneath her.

Suddenly, I saw their lips come apart. “I love you, Mom, and you’ve really only had sex with Rose and Kate? That is unreal, how could you be so good at pleasuring?”

“Well, you get my panties drenched every time I see you, Maria,” Lil responded, bringing her hands to Maria’s boobs. “I can’t wait until you have big breasts like mine, so I can watch you jog and see them jump up and down,” she mumbled, caressing them. “I bet you never thought your mom would say that.”

“No, Mom, but your hands feel wonderful on them.”

“I did have great sex with Kate and Rose, but I must say, you crush them. In the way you eat me out, lick my nipples and of course, love me. I know you are my real daughter, but damn, you are good,” she commended Maria as she lazily lowered herself down onto the floor.

“What are you doing, Mom?”

Then we couldn’t see Lil’s head, but we both peeked at each other for a moment. We both licked our lips, and I had to rise back up with her. We didn’t hear anything from either of them as we just looked into one another’s eyes.

She took my hands in hers. “I’ll never stop feeling the way about you the way I do, Rose,” she whispered before she kissed me. “One way or another, I want this to happen with us.”

“What are talking about, Mom?”

She aimed her head back out there, so I slowly turned back too.

“Maria, I love you,” Lil said as I saw her move her hand towards Maria. “Your dad gave me this ring years ago, but I know who to give it to you now. I want you, Maria, and no one else. Only because you own my heart now, so I want to commit to you. I want you to stay in my bed forever, or at least until I can’t be here with you anymore,” she explained before a pause. “Maria, I know I’m your mom, but will you marry me and make me yours?”

We saw Lil’s hand move, so we were sure that she pushed the ring onto Maria’s finger.

“Yes, Mom, I love you,” Maria cried before she placed her palms on both of Lil’s cheeks and kissed her.

My mom turned me back to her. “They can’t legally get married, but they are committed to one another now.”

“So, what are you saying? Do you want to divorce dad and marry me?”

“I don’t know, but would you have me if I did ask you, Rose?” she pondered, shedding a tear. “I mean, we’re kind of married. We go on dates, hold hands, and cuddle all the time too. Although, if I asked you if I could put a ring on your finger, would you let me?”

I had to shed my own tears and kiss her for a moment. “Yes, Mom. If you wanted it that badly, I’d say ‘Yes.’ to that.”

 “Good to know, darling,” she let out before she wrapped her arms around me. “Shit, they are still making out, they must be serious about each other. They must love each other like no one else, do you know what I mean, Rose?” she asked, prior to letting her right hand come onto my crotch.

“I know what you mean, Mom,” I muttered, closing my eyes halfway.

She wasted no time to undo my shorts and let her right hand slither into my panties. It went all the way down, so she was touching my whole vagina. She also rubbed her boobs on my back in slow, but recurrent strokes.

“Do you like that, Rose? Feeling your mom finger fuck you again while we both watch them make out? A mother and daughter so close that they sincerely want to have sex with each other for the rest of their lives? Meaning when Lil is in her sixties, and Maria is in her forties, they will still want each other like that?”

“I love that, Mom,” I moaned, closing my eyes completely.

“Do you still want to sleep with me in twenty years?”

“Yes, Mom.”

“Good, because I love this pussy you have down here. Even with your hair down on it, it is quite smooth, and you can get soaked rather quickly. I swear, I’ve masturbated at least a thousand times just thinking about me pleasuring you with my fingers. Not kissing, actually fucking or anything else, just finger fucking. May I confess something, Rose?”

“What, Mom?”

“Even before your video, I thought you in that way, only because you are intoxicating. It isn’t even fair that incest is illegal, because I should be able to get you into bed without it being a felony. A daughter like you doesn’t come along all the time, so I feel cheated when I can’t tell anyone else just how much I love you. I also feel that way because I’ve never gotten to wake up next to you either. Well, not naked after having sex the previous night. The best I got was cuddling after the sex in that hotel room. I want you to sleep in my bed and take our relationship to it’s peak.”

“Okay, Mom,” I sobbed, shimmering around somewhat. “Holy mother fucking shit, you have the touch.”

“Thank you,” she whispered before smooching my cheek and placing her other hand on my tit. “The only thing that would make this hotter is if they started having sex, don’t you think?”

“Yes, Mom.”

She continued pleasuring me nonstop for a moment. I couldn’t see anything that was going on, but I felt her kissing me too, so I wasn’t sure if she was watching them anymore. At the moment, I didn’t care.

She knew just how to smash my defenses, and make me throw caution to the wind too. In the end, I just knew she’d be worth it. Whether it all led to a shit load of drama or not, I was under the incestuous spell and was no remedy for it.

I abruptly turned to her. “If you want to marry me, Mom, then propose,” I cried, placing my hands on her butt.

“Maybe I will, but not right now. I want it to be romantic, we’re both dirty ladies, but we’re still ladies that like romance, right?” she pondered, placing her palms on my shoulders.

“Yes.”

“If you have me, Rose, then I want to make it magical for you. I want you to remember it forever, so we’ll be more bonded than most real married couples,” she explained before she kissed me. “Our incestuous love is more important than anything else. When I look at you, I just see our happy future, whether your dad supports us or not.”

 “Okay, Mom.”

“What are you just speechless?”

“I’m closer to the idea of you having enough to say for both of us.”

“I’m sorry, beautiful daughter. I tend to be a chatterbox around people whom I’m just crazy about.”

I nodded and kissed her again. Our lips stayed together, and we both encased our arms around one another too. Still, we didn’t know what Lil and Maria were doing, but we were content with each other for the moment.

“Are you two gonna come in here, or just stay out there forever?” Lil asked out loud.

Our lips immediately separated. “I guess they can see us, sweetheart,” Kate whispered.

I calmly took her hand in mine and kissed her once again. “Whether I want to be or not, I’m crazy about you too, Mom,” I whispered.

“Good, but may I make one request?”

“What, they are waiting.”

“Don’t even stop thinking of me as your mom, or stop calling me ‘Mom,’ fair enough? I might be sending mixed signals now, but I’m your mom first and then your girlfriend.”

“Okay, Mom,” I answered before I turned around and we both went into the living room with them.

I couldn’t help, but to grin somewhat with my head down. Although, we managed to sit down.

“You can look at us, neither Maria or I am hiding our naked bodies, but I’m guessing you didn’t come to see us nude.”

I couldn’t deny those words, so I peeked over towards them. “Wow, Maria, you are even more stunning than I could have possibly imagined. Damn, your mom is a lucky woman.”

“Thank you, but you may come over here and feel them if you’d like, Rose,” Maria offered, leaning up somewhat and lifting her melons up too. “I don’t mind being felt up by sexy ladies, and I’m pretty sure our moms would like to see that,” she stated before she glanced back at her mom. “Wouldn’t you agree, Lil?”

“Hey,” Lil whined, pushing Maria gently. “If Rose has to call Kate ‘Mom’, then so do you.”

“I’m sorry, Mom,” Maria responded before kissing her. “It won’t happen again.”

“See to that it doesn’t, or I won’t buy you that Barbie doll you’ve been wanting.”

“That one I asked Santa for fourteen years ago?” Maria chuckled.

“Yep.”

“You’re nuts, lady,” Maria disgraced her as she turned back to us. “So, what does bring you to here? Are you here to confess that you are in fact having an affair?”

 My mom took a deep breath. “Yes,” she answered, bringing me closer to her. “I’m having an affair with Rose here. I think it became clear when we checked into a hotel the third time solely to have sex. Oddly enough, her dad is sometimes just gone for no real apparent reason, and other times he won’t go away. There are times when I just need to strip my daughter naked and fuck her doggie style.”

“No kidding? So Chase still has no idea about this?” Lil questioned.

We both shook our heads no, but I certainly couldn’t stop looking at Maria’s boobs. ‘Damn, I think her melons are even perkier than mine. I’m pretty sure we’re the same age, but we do have different genes though. On the other hand, my mom and Lil have about the same size rack. Shit, I don’t know, but now I’m seeing Maria, maybe I’m developing a crush. Well, considering how good Lil was in bed, I’m not surprised she has such a hot daughter.’

“So, you both are sneaking around having incestuous sex all behind his back?” Lil pondered.

“Yes, and would you rather us not say ‘Congrats.’?” Kate wondered.

“Oh, you bitch,” Lil giggled, waving her hand. “Go ahead, Maria, show him that rock I gave you.”

Maria rose up and nonchalantly made her way over to us. She put her hand out, and I couldn’t help, but to take it in both of mine. I brought my head back somewhat and nodded.

“My mom has been wearing it for over twenty years, but she gave it to me. Well, you horny voyeur tarts were watching, weren’t you?”

“Yes, but congrats, Maria. At least your mom wasn’t already married,” I pointed out, prior to standing up with her.

I couldn’t refuse the opportunity to check out her body up close and personal. I started down at her toes and slowly made my way up back to her smiling face. I had to vibrate a bit and bite down on my bottom lip too because I knew my mom was eyeballing me.

Although, a few seconds later, I felt her get up and come behind me. “It is alright, Rose. You are blooming into my rose, so you don’t need to be ashamed if you find Maria, Lil or any other woman attractive. Damn, Lil, I guess we both have quite alluring daughters. If I wasn’t committed to Rose and Maria didn’t have your ring on her finger, I’d be tempted to attack your daughter right now.”

“Why don’t you two get naked?” Maria wondered, placing her hands on her hips. “Let my mom and I see something too.”

My mom and I glanced at each other for a few seconds, but of course, I saw the smirk on her face. I didn’t know what to say exactly, so I looked away for a moment. My pussy felt to be as wet as monsoon, but I still found myself uncomfortable.

“Come on, babe, you’ve already had sex with Lil, and we all know Maria would love to see your nude body. Just let them both see it, there is literally nothing to be ashamed of, okay?” Kate asked, prior to taking off her top.

I viewed her strip herself in about a minute.

As she was naked, she observed me eyeballing her. “Lil and I already know you have a dazzling body, so prove our point to Maria too.”

“Fine, Mom,” I groaned, breaking eye contact.

I took off my top as well and then undid my shorts. I stood up, they fell and then as I let them see in just my undergarments, Lil got up and closed the gap between us as well. She got behind me and brought her hands to the sides of my panties.

Maria couldn’t help, but to bring her hands to the back of my bra. “On the other hand, I have seen your naked body in that video, Rose. Although, I’d love to see you up close and personal too if you don’t mind. By the way, you have an elegant and fantastic mom too. So, I guess we were both born lucky.”

“Fine, lascivious women, you two may strip me.”

“Thank you,” Maria mentioned, unclasping my bra as Lil lowered my panties to the floor.

I stopped out of them and stood completely naked. After thirty seconds, I saw Kate get up and come over to us. She stood on my right side and smooched my cheek. I couldn’t help, but to twitch somewhat and let my juice out too.

“There is nothing weird going on here, it is just two sets of mothers and daughters standing here nude,” Kate pointed out before slowly came to my ear. “I think both you and Maria might have crushes on each other. Maybe you two should explore that possibility together.”

“Mom,” I protested, turning my head to her. “I’m not cheating on you.”

“That’s why I love you,” she mentioned, bringing her palms to my butt. “You are in it to win it, and I’m your prize,” she said before kissing me. “Words can not express how much I treasure you, Rose. You are my everything, and more. I know incest is wrong deep down, but look at Lil and Maria here, They adore each other too, and nothing will change that. They could have sex with literally hundreds of other people, but they’d still be committed to each other.”

“Are you saying you want to see me have sex with Maria?”

“Maybe, would you like to see me become intimate with Lil?”

I glanced at Lil’s figure for a moment. I saw her rubbing her boobs up and down a few times, and my eyes closed marginally. The love and lust just transformed all four of us it seemed, and I just wasn’t sure again what would come of all of it.

Maria turned my head back to her and wrapped her arms around my neck. “Rose, I’ve had more sex with my mom than all my past sexual partners combined. In fact over double combined,” she informed me, pressing her tits onto mine. “I’ve never masturbated to another human being more than you though, sexy lady.”

“Oh, what the fuck ever,” I moaned before I grabbed onto her neck with both hands and glued my lips onto hers.

“Oh, yes, dear, daughters. Just like that, make out with one another like the godsisters you are,” Kate moaned, pushing her body onto mine.

I kept my eyes closed, but then I felt Maria being pushed onto me too. So, I could only imagine that we were in a four-woman sandwich. I couldn’t help, but to value the feeling. My mom implied that she wanted the whole scenario to take place, so I had to oblige to make it happen for her.

After a ten minute make out session, Maria’s lips drifted off mine. “I know we aren’t sisters, Rose, but is it wrong to wish we were so that we could have incestuous sex too?”

“Maybe, you sick, hussy,” I branded her, taking her hands in mine.

I escorted her to the couch she was sitting on a little while ago and had her sit down first. I sat down next to her on her right side as I knew both of our moms were watching us. I couldn’t help, but to make the sight great to watch.

I got close to Maria and placed my right hand on her pussy. I immediately began rubbing it and let my other arm go around her too. I watched her face, but she couldn’t look back at me. Her head slanted back and jiggled around a bit also.

She was not shy about letting out her juice either, which all just made it so much hotter. From our moms loving us so much to my crush going up another level, the hot scene fell into place. I never thought I’d be doing this, despite that we kissed each other when I first found out about her and Lil.

“Fuck yes, Kate, our daughters are together. Come on, Maria, let those small fingers out off that leash and please Rose with them. Make your godsister know just how much you like to thrill a woman,” Lil moaned, staying close to Kate.

“Fine, Mom,” Maria whined, bringing her head back up.

Her hand instantly dropped to my slit and attacked it for me: moving her hand even faster than mine and in all directions too. After only twenty seconds, we closed the gap between us entirely, so our boobs and our foreheads came together gently.

“Give me another kiss, Rose.”

I pressed my lips onto hers, and I was sure we both closed our eyes again. I didn’t even picture that she was my mom, for some odd reason, I was attracted to Maria. I didn’t even try to comprehend it; I just enjoyed the gratification.

Feeling her fingers assault my pussy and her lips rub onto mine for over ten straight minutes was amazing. The emotional spike from her appeared to be just as powerful as the ones I got from my mom.

‘The best theory I can think of is that our moms love this.’

Then I heard the floor creak, so I had to open my eyes.

I let my lips off hers. “Mom, is this wrong? It doesn’t feel wrong, but is it?” I asked, peeking at her.

“No, of course, Rose. You are allowed to attracted to other people,” she stated before she leaned to me and kissed me. “I’m your mom, and I’d…”

“Never judge me, right?”

“Yes, and I’d expect you to return the favor. Now, quit looking at me, and enjoy your godsister, Maria is one a sexy one,” Kate mentioned before going back to Lil.

My mom placed her hands on Lil’s shoulders and then kissed her too.  I watched with Maria for a moment, but our fingers ceased movement by then. I could only guess we both enjoyed the sight of seeing our moms together.

Although, after a moment, she turned to me and I nonchalantly did the same. “Our moms seem to have a thing together too, Maria.”

“Good, now why don’t you exercise your desires to be with me?” she wondered before she pasted her lips back on mine.

She slowly lied down and had me follow her down. Our bosoms came together, and the passion between us seemed to soar. Regardless of why, I certainly liked it and found myself more than intrigued. I was turned on, and rather eager for more.

We made out for over three minutes before my lips parted from hers. We just stared at each other for a moment and said nothing. The intimacy was perfect, and then her hands came over onto my butt.

“Oh, fuck yes, Lil, shove those damn fingers up into my snatch,” I heard Kate moan.

Even hearing that didn’t make me break eye contact from Maria. I kissed her again, and then I calmly made my way down to her pussy. That made her come up onto her elbows and watch me ever so carefully.

“My mom has made me easy to please, Rose, so I’m sure with your experience, you can make me feel like a whole new woman,” she proposed, caressing her boobs.

“And you don’t mind having me pleasure you even though your mom put that ring on your finger?”

“No, not when it comes to you two. Now make me cum just like you do for your mom.”

I blew her a kiss and lowered my head to her twat. I let my tongue out and gradually allowed it inside her in a single movement.

“Holy shit, babe,” Kate moaned, coming down towards me. “Somehow, I’ve never been this attracted to you than this moment. Eat that sweet pussy, Rose. Eat it like you are going to town on mine,” she let out, getting close to me and placing her hand on my neck.

I did just that and made damn sure to give our moms an excellent show to view up close and personal. I licked Maria’s twat like a pro and even used my lips as a rubbing tool on her mushy pussy lips. She had a little hair down there that was finely trimmed and even lick that too.

Then I closed my eyes and tried to just focus on Maria. As much as I loved being on display, I desired most to be a good fuck for Maria. Regardless if I’d ever see her again like this, I found myself determined to screw her even better than my mom.

“Yes, sweetheart, just like with me, you don’t need to bring your fingers into the equation, you just need your lips, tongue, and lust to make sure you get any woman off. You are perfect in every single way, Rose, I swear,” Kate praised me, gently laying her breasts on my back. “I’ve never been prouder of you either. You’ve never been with her, but you are on your stomach in front of her with your mouth on her pussy. Sexy move by you, sweetie.”

“Godmother, just shut up, my godsister is in the zone, and doesn’t need you to pull her out, even through you giving her kudos,” Maria ordered Kate, bringing her hands to my head. “She is devouring my cherry right now.”

“Better than me, Maria?” Lil questioned, lowering herself down with her.

“Of course not, Mom, you are my queen,” Maria told her before kissing her.

Their kiss lasted for about ten seconds, and then they both peeked back towards me. Our moms stayed close to us and rubbed our bodies sensually as well. All the while, they examined the sexy action as if it was a crime scene.

As I looked directly into Maria’s eyes again, my hands rose up, and I grabbed onto her jugs. Even as they were significantly smaller than either of our mom’s, they still felt quite elegant. I squeezed them as firmly as I could without making her uncomfortable.

My mom wrapped her arms around me, and Lil slowly had Maria rise just enough so she could slither right underneath her. Then they both leaned back on the arm of the couch and kept their eyes on me.

Lil’s hands came right onto mine and had them rest there. Meanwhile, my mom let her palms stay right on top of my nipples as well. She left a long string of kisses all over the top of my back and neck. Even though I was cheating, she seemed to be cheering me on a bit.

“Make this angel cum, Rose,” she whispered. “Do it not for me, you, her or Lil, but because you live for this, don’t you? You have the gift to make a woman feel good, and I’d never fault you for doing that.”

‘I still feel slightly bad though, Mom. Stop being so supportive and just have some more fun with Lil, bitch. Maybe I want to see you be unfaithful to me too. Did you think of that? Two sets of mothers and daughters cheating in the same room, don’t you think that is hot?’

I didn’t get my answer, but I did get a few tears to emerge from my tear ducts. The emotions in the room were entirely valid and reliable as hell too. I couldn’t completely wrap my head around the whole thing, but I got Maria to love it, and that was good enough for me.

“Yes, yes, yes, Rose,” Maria moaned, scrubbing Lil’s body with hers. “You are close to making me cum. Do it, and then I want our moms to lick all the lady juice all off my face. You’ll do that for me, won’t you, Moms?”

“Yes, of course, we will,” my mom replied before she blew Maria a kiss.

Even as I didn’t need them to close the deal, I brought my fingers to Maria’s already drenched slit and let them up in there deep. My tongue already had a backstage pass to it, but yet, I shoved my fingers in there as well.

I moved them around nonstop for over ten minutes as my tongue never stopped jamming around in there too. I let it fling all over as my fingers massaged her pussy walls. They were slick as ice, and perfect for me too.

“Fuck, Mommy, she is good,” she whined, angling her head back and scrubbing my head even more. “I love you, Rose. You are the closest thing to a sister I’ll ever have; you are phenomenal.”

I let my face go back and forth numerous times too, which made my tongue hit her even harder. The results quickly showed as Lil had to encased her arms around her to ensure Maria wouldn’t take us all down to the floor.

That seemed to pay off as I actually let my tongue in deeper, made my fingers back out, and I sucked her lips into my mouth. I grinned as much as possible when she nearly found herself in a sexual trauma so to speak.

“Shit, crap, cunt, bitch, fuck me!” Maria yelped, fighting to break free from Lil’s grip. “Damn it, Rose! You are one great pussy eater. Fudge, Mom, she is perfect.”

“Damn right she is, Maria,” my mom muttered, planting a string of kisses on my neck and shoulder. “You have no idea how much I love seeing you with another woman, Rose. Yes, use that tongue just like that. I hope you don’t feel like you are cheating, because you are pleasing me, that’s all. Maira has that cum plummeting out endlessly, so I certainly hope you take full advantage and drink all you can. There is no reason that Lil here should have full access to the cum tap between her daughter’s legs.”

“Kate, I love you just as much as your daughter here, but shut up. Crap, you are worse than my mom.”

Suddenly, my mom lifted herself off me and slowly made her way around me and went to Maria. They failed to utter a word, she just leaned towards Maria, moved Lil’s hands off Maria’s knockers and placed hers on them.

‘Now Maria is licking her lips, Mom. Just kiss her already. Do it like the horny MILF you are.’

Then my mom laid the top half of her body on Maria’s and slowly pressed her lips onto hers. I almost immediately felt Maria jiggling around a bit. That only made me want to pleasure her even more, so I even took more of Maria’s pussy lips into my mouth.

“Oh, fuck,” Maria moaned while kissing my mom and slapping the side of the couch. “I can’t praise you two enough.”

I took pride in that and started sucking on Maria’s actual lips down there. I also couldn’t help, but to shimmer my head back and forth. That made my tongue jump around ceaselessly all around, which seemed to make her feel even better.

I couldn’t actually see them making out, but I formed the image perfectly in my head. Considering how much I had kissed my mom at that point, I found myself in the perfect position where I could picture her doing anything.

I closed my eyes. ‘I can also envision Lil just smiling lustfully closely watching my mom and I pleasuring her daughter. I’m sure my mom and I would do the same in her position. Of course, I’ll never tell my mom, but Maria does have a slightly better pussy to eat than her. At least Maria here keeps her hair short down here. Well, I’m fucking my mom nonstop, so I should be able to tell her to trim hers a little bit.’

As time went on, Maria seemed more and more likely to break free from her mom’s grip. That only made me want to please so much until she couldn’t take anymore and did indeed go nuts.

‘Take it, Maria, take it as the godsister you are to me,’ I thought, tonguing her clit frequently. ‘I want that lady juice, so you better give it to me.’

After another moment, my mom calmly got off Maria, and then Lil slithered her way out from underneath Maria too. They both got onto their knees and oversaw us. I couldn’t resist the temptation of looking right back into Maria’s eyes.

Maria looked right back into mine again. “We definitely do have great chemistry, Rose,” she pointed out, caressing my head. “And our moms seem to like each other too; we can hear them kissing, and they are great moms. Mine does have the gift for eating a woman out, but you are giving her a run for her money.”

“Well, her mom is doing the same right now, Maria,” Lil moaned.

We both peeked over at them, and my mouth came off Maria’s snatch. “Fuck, Mom, I’m speechless.”

“I know, babe,” she answered, failing to look at me. “Let’s be a great mother/daughter combo and make this mother/daughter feel good.”

“Fair enough, Mom,” I added before going back to Maria’s slit.

I couldn’t help, but to look over there from time to time. To see my mom’s tongue inside Lil’s twat was yet another reward just from doing my video. It set off endless perks and allowed me to explore nearly everything in the lesbian sexual world.

Evan as I enjoyed the sight of my mom and Lil having fun, I made sure not to let it distract me from pleasuring Maria. I couldn’t suppress the urge to shed a few tears too, because everything seemed to be perfect.

“Yes, Rose, just like that,” Maria let out, leaning her head back. “Let our moms see me cum all over your face. I want to see every single move made by you to get me off.”

I reached up and grabbed onto her jugs again. I applied a lot of pressure to them right away and made damn sure she felt good too. I had already felt perfect, but between everyone in the room, I found myself on a sexual mission to please my godsister.

I swear I felt her heart beating through her snatch, which added even more fuel to my sexual fire. She pulled my hair, and I heard her moaning more and more as time went on. I couldn’t just keep her contained by squeezing her boobs, so again, I just found myself wanting to keep going until the end came.

No matter how tired my tongue got or how sweaty I seemed to become, I couldn’t help, but to keep going. Watching Maria’s every single move was quite erotic too, from how she caressed my head to how much she moaned and praised me.

“I love you, Rose, please don’t ever change. Even if our moms are completely screwed up, then so are we. I want all four of us to stay like this, because we’re all incredibly hot,” she let out, scrubbing my head.

‘I love you too, Maria. Now I’m going to do something for you, I haven’t even done for my mom,’ I thought before letting my tongue come onto her clit.

I gave it a gentle and firm lick from top to bottom. It lasted for only a few seconds, and the results came: Maria instantly yanked on my hair and screamed, but it was worth it.

“Fuck yes, Rose!” she roared scrubbing the couch with her back. “You are making me cum now!”

I stayed right there and waited for the juice to blast out onto her intended target: my face. I never licked my mom’s clit before, or even that woman’s from the video, so I wasn’t sure what to expect exactly.

Although, then Maria rose up. “I love you, Rose!” she screeched before her juice bolted out like a waterfall and I closed my eyes.

It felt even more relaxed than I imagined, and it felt to be so much sexier too. As if the whole taboo aspect just got a massive dose of steroids added. Feeling Maria’s cum submerge my face as our moms watched did create the ultimate fantasy.

I couldn’t say for sure just how long it took, but I only needed a few seconds. All the time that went on after that was just a bonus. With each drop, I felt the love expand a little more for her, and it drew me further down the rabbit hole.

After I couldn’t feel any more juice coming out, I slowly leaned up and tried to catch my breath. I didn’t wipe my eyes, so I kept them closed for the time being. Although, I abruptly felt two tongues on my face.

“Is it safe to say our moms are cleaning up my face right now, Maria?”

“You could say that,” Maria muttered. “Damn, you are even better than I imagined, Rose.”

“There is nothing I won’t do for people I love.”

After three minutes, I felt their tongues part from my face. Then I opened my eyes and saw Maria smiling at me. I also peeked back at our moms for a few seconds. I heard nothing from anyone for another couple of minutes, but then my eyes landed back on Maria.

She took her hands in mine. “Mom, would it be alright if I saw Rose again sometime?”

“Sure, honey, but could we do something else first?” Lil pondered, placing a hand on her butt.

“What, Mom?”

Suddenly, they both switch sides, took the other daughter’s hands.

“We think you should both have some fun with your godmothers,” Lil mentioned to both of us, glancing at me. “Rose, care to join me on this side of the couch?” she inquired, peeking over there.

Maria and I looked at each other for a few seconds, and then we slowly came to each other and kissed.

After twenty seconds, my lips drifted off hers. “What do you think, godsister?”

“You are going to start calling me that now?”

“Well, we’ve had sex now, sis, and we’re both hooking up with our moms, so why not?”

“Okay, deal, but you don’t steal my mom away, and I won’t steal yours either, fair enough?”

“Yes,” I agreed before I kissed her one more time.

I turned to Lil and got onto her lap. Maria followed by example a few seconds later. Then our moms placed their hands on our butts, and we pasted our lips onto theirs.

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A pompous and racist lady gets punished

The Rape of Mrs Briggs
Chapter One
Mrs Vera Briggs was a member of the local council and chaired many other organisations. At the age of forty-five she was a lady of good looks and a formidable character. She was, unfortunately, a pompous, conceited, racist, and she was my mother-in-law.
It was very hurtful to me to find that my prospective mother-in-law hated me. Mrs Briggs was an arrogant snob and full of her own self-importance. Six months ago I overheard my darling Amy telling her that we were getting married.
‘What!’ shouted Mrs Briggs, ‘To him? He’s a…
‘What is he mum? What is Sam?’
‘You know what. He’s black.’
She was right. I am black. Not brown. Not coloured. I am black! My name is Sam and in school they used to call me ‘Sambo’.
‘I love him mum.’
‘He’s a… he’s a nigger!’
‘Mum! How dare you?’
I listened to them arguing for ages but my Amy, a petite blonde, loves me and we got married six months ago in spite of her mother.
Because Mrs Briggs was such a pompous, stuck-up racist I put a plan into operation which would teach her a little bit of humility.
It was nine o’clock in the morning and Amy had left for work. Mrs Briggs who is spending a few days with, us is in the bedroom next door. I got up, put on my robe and went and knocked on her door. I opened it slightly and called in that I was going to make tea and I asked if she wanted some. She mumbled yes and I went and made two cups. Then I returned.
‘Tea up!’ I said from outside her door. ‘Keep your eyes closed because I’m not decent.’
I went in and put both cups on her bedside table. She was lying on her back with her eyes shut. She was in her early forties and still quite good looking.
‘Don’t look now because I’m not properly dressed,’ I said and without waiting for a reply I continued. ‘Did you have a good night’s sleep?’ I had opened the front of my robe and was rubbing my prick and pointing it in her direction.
‘Yes thank you Sam… are you sure I need to keep my eyes shut?’
‘Well you can please yourself, I don’t mind, but you might.’ I knew she would open her eyes and I pulled the edge of my robe over my lazy lob. My prick was half-erect and made a small tent in front of me.
She opened her eyes and looked at me. Our eyes met for a second and then she dropped her gaze. ‘Oh my god,’ she exclaimed and closed her eyes and turned her face away.
‘I did warn you didn’t I?’ I exposed myself once more and added. ‘It’s okay now I’m decent.’
I knew that she couldn’t resist and she opened her eyes again. This time she didn’t look at me she looked straight at my cock. ‘Oh no!’ she groaned, ‘Get out, Sam!’ and turned her face away.
‘You can look if you want, I just don’t want to shock you. I know that you are not so innocent and na?.’ The taunt was right on target and she took the bait.
‘What do you mean? “I’m not innocent and na?.”‘ Her faced was flushed and she stared defiantly at my cock.
‘That’s it have a good look. You can touch it if you like.’ As I sat down on the bed she pushed herself away.
‘I think that you’d better leave, this isn’t right. What would Amy say.’ When I showed no sign of going she added. ‘Please go now and I won’t say anything.’
‘I know that you won’t say anything. After all you have made it clear that you are a racist and you hate me. I told you to keep your eyes shut but you wanted to look. Amy will believe me – not you.’
‘What do you want Sam?’ Her eyes narrowed with suspicion.
‘I just want to be friends and have a bit of fun. Now you’ve had a sneaky look at my equipment, so, if you let me have a little look,’ I nodded in the direction of her breasts, ‘Then we’ll call it quits.’
‘No I’m not showing you anything, you dirty pervert,’ she said angrily and crossing her hands over her chest.
I sat on the edge of her bed and grasped her wrists. ‘Come on mum, don’t be a prude, you know that you want to.’ She not only hated me, but she hated me calling her “mum” so I did it to wind her up. As I pulled her arms away I could see her big breasts and hard nipples under the thin nightgown. I leant forward, pressed my open mouth over her nipple, and sucked it through the material. She groaned and tried to push me away but I reached up, grabbed the top of her nightie, and pulled it down. She struggled wildly and tried to hit me and cover her bare tits at the same time. I managed to grab one tit in each hand and squeezed them. They were quite big, and although they were a bit saggy, they were not bad for a woman in her forties. I had another quick suck on each nipple before pushing my hand under the covers and between her legs. I was pleasantly surprised at how wet and open her cunt was. She was trying to push me away but I threw back the covers and forced myself between her thighs.
‘No please don’t, please don’t. Stop please or I’ll scream,’ she whined.
‘You won’t scream because you wouldn’t want your posh friends to know that you’ve been having off with a nigger.’
‘Oh my god, no. Look, go now and I won’t say anything.’
‘I know you won’t, you horny old bitch.’
‘Please stop! I’ll do want you want. I’ll be nicer to you, but don’t do this.’
‘Sorry mum,’ I panted, ‘but this is what I want.’ And I forced my rigid prick into her hot, wet hole. She made strange groaning and gurgling sounds as I began to fuck her.
‘Oh no, please stop,’ she moaned, as I continued to fuck her with slow, deep strokes. Gradually she began to relax and then began to thrust her hips up at me. I pulled my prick out until just my knob-end was teasing the entrance to her cunt. She put her hands on my buttocks and tried to pull me into her but I resisted. She opened her eyes and looked at me.
‘Do it!’ she hissed.
‘Do what Mrs Briggs?’ I asked with a lewd smile.
‘Do it!’ she hissed again.
‘Do what?’
‘Please,’ she groaned.
Slowly I eased the full length of my prick back into her and she moaned in appreciation. Looking over my shoulder I saw my darling Amy in the doorway. She smiled at me and blew me a kiss. I didn’t know how long she had been there but our plan was that if I had failed to seduce her mother she would have returned from work at the usual time knowing nothing. Now, however, as things had turned out, she would soon be getting involved.
Once more, I pulled my prick out of Mrs Briggs until just my knob-end was teasing the entrance to her cunt. She still had her hands on my buttocks and tried to pull me into her but again I resisted. She opened her eyes and looked at me.
‘Do it!’ she hissed.
‘Do what?’ I leaned forward and whispered in her ear.
‘I can’t say that.’
‘You can if you want it,’ I said, and continued to tease her by rubbing the end of my prick against her clit.
‘Fuck me,’ she whispered.
‘I can’t hear you.’
‘Fuck me,’ she moaned loudly.
‘Again!’
‘Fuck me!’
I leaned forward and whispered in her ear again.
‘Oh no.’
‘Oh yes, Mrs Briggs. Say it!’
‘Oh… okay yes… fuck me you nigger.’
‘Well done mum,’ I said and started to fuck her hard and fast. Soon she was grunting and groaning in time with my thrusts. Then her eyes rolled back in her head and she bucked and squirmed as her orgasm washed over her.

Amy waited a few minutes while her mother recovered from her ‘high’ before bursting into the room. ‘What the hell is going on here?’ She demanded.
Mrs Briggs was still pinned underneath me so she couldn’t move. ‘Oh, Amy. Thank god you’re here. This animal was trying to rape me.’
‘It didn’t look like rape to me mother! And from what I could hear it didn’t sound like it either; you were begging for it!’
‘Good plan darling,’ I said to Amy. ‘Your mum really is a randy old slut.’
‘I’m sorry Amy,’ began Mrs Briggs as she tried to push me off her. ‘I didn’t mean to do it. He made me do it.’
‘Look mum,’ said Amy sitting down on the bed beside us, ‘I know dad is a bit of a wimp and probably not much good in bed. But you can’t just grab Sam when you fancy a good shagging.’
‘A good shagging! What sort of way is that to talk to your mother,’ Mrs Briggs said, trying to look offended, which was hard to do with me on top of her with my prick still inside her.
‘Okay, listen mum, here’s the deal. You can borrow Sam whenever you want but you must ask me first.’
‘What? I don’t believe…’
Amy ignored her mother’s outburst and continued. ‘But first you must be punished for shagging him without permission, and for calling him a “nigger”.’
It suddenly dawned on Mrs Briggs that we were both laughing at her and she dropped the outraged act and calmed down. ‘Alright,’ she began. ‘What is my punishment?’
Amy lifted the hem of her dress up over her head and dropping on the floor she stood there naked. What a beautiful girl I had married. Mrs Briggs and I stared at Amy’s plump white breasts with their hard pink nipples. Then at the shaved pouting lips of her pussy, which she further exposed by standing with her legs apart and thrusting her hips forward. She waved her hand at me and told me to get off her mother.
‘I will show you the first part of your punishment,’ she said and crawling onto the bed she took hold of my erect cock and plunged her mouth over it. I watched as Mrs Briggs looked on. Her face was a mixture of horror, fascination and lust. After giving my prick a few delicious moments of sucking and licking, Amy looked up and said to her mother. ‘Okay mum, now it’s your turn.’ After a brief show of reluctance, Mrs Briggs joined her daughter, in giving me a shared blow job. To add to the bliss of watching mother and daughter sucking my prick, I had the added pleasure of being able to stroke Mrs Briggs’ upturned arse. She helpfully moved her knees apart so I could slip my fingers into her sopping wet cunt. I used my fingers to transfer her juices to her pouting anus. Then I slowly pushed my forefinger into her tight hole. She moaned with lust as I gently finger-fucked her arsehole.
‘Is it time for the second part of the punishment Sam? Amy asked.
‘Yes,’ I said as I got behind Mrs Briggs, who was on all fours, and slid my prick into her cunt. ‘Although it may not be a punishment; I think she enjoys being fucked like a dog.’
Amy was having to finger her own pussy, as she positioned herself with open thighs in front of her mother. Then she took her mother’s hand and guided it to hairless slit and Mrs Briggs began, rather hesitantly, to frig her daughter.
‘Let’s give her another punishment,’ said Amy. ‘Here mummy,’ she said pointing to her wet, open pussy. ‘Start licking please,’
‘Oh no my dear, I don’t think…
Mrs Briggs didn’t get any further because Amy grabbed her head and pulled it down so that her mouth was pressed against her daughter’s bald cunt. At that point Mrs Briggs stopped resisting and began to lick and suck, as I continued to fuck her from behind. With my fingers, I transferred more of Mrs Briggs cunt juices to her pouting anus. Then I withdrew my prick and pressed it against her tight wrinkled hole. She gave a moan of pleasure as it slid into her arsehole. Amy then moved round under her mother into a sixty-nine position. In this way mother and daughter sucked and licked each while I slowly fucked Mrs Briggs up the arse. From the whining and moaning noises that Amy was making I knew that she was coming and this triggered my own orgasm. All three of us were groaning and panting with lust, and as Amy squeezed my balls, I shot my spunk into her mother.
To be continued…

Hello Readers,
I am working on Chapter Two, so if you liked this story, let me know what you would like to happen next and I will try to include your ideas in Sam’s adventures.

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Abigail is seduced by a dark princess

This is the second spin off for my domination series. This story also works as a shout out to one of my favourite authors, Jasmine Walker. Be sure to check out some of her stories. She can also be found on literotica under the name “Silkstockingslover”. So be sure to check out her stories on there too. I thankyou all for your praise on my last story. After this story comes Divided Part 2, which I’ve already started. On that note, I hope you enjoy.

Chapter 1

Abigail bennet was just finishing her essay when the bell rang signalling the end of school. She planned on going straight to the library to do the last of her homework. All the kids jumped out of their seats, grabbing their bags, eager to go home. Abigail grabbed her bag when Mrs. Black called her. “Abigail, would you mind staying for a few minutes so we could talk?”. “Yeah sure.” Abigail said.

As the last of the students left the room, Abigail took a seat in the chair opposite the teacher’s desk. “I have a favour to ask.” Mrs. Black said. “Oh ok then. What can I do?” Abigail asked. “Diana Ruby is having some trouble with her final report. I was wondering if you wouldn’t mind tutoring her until the end of the assignment?” The teacher asked. Abigail knew of Diana Ruby. She was a popular girl who was dating the football captain, Jackson Bull. Abigail was a little intimidated by the prospect of helping Diana. She was one the mean girls in school. “Please Abigail, I really want her to pass this assignment. I know with your help she’ll have no trouble.” Mrs. Black pleaded. “Yeah she’ll pass. I’ll probably end up doing it for her!” Abigail thought to herself.

Abigail hid her discomfort and agreed. “Thankyou Abigail, you’re such a good student. I told her to meet you in the library after school.” Mrs. Black said.

Dread filled Abigail as she walked down the long corridor towards the long corridor. The school was practically empty. Abigail walked into the library to see Diana sat at one of the large tables. The library was almost always empty after school. That’s why she enjoyed going there. Diana sat staring at her paper. Her light brown skin was flawless. Her black hair was curly with red streaks in it. She wore a tight, yellow, v neck t-shirt that showcased her cleavage. Her breasts were definitely D cups. A short pleaded skirt revealed her long legs down to her knee length boots.

Abigail took a deep breath before approaching. “Diana?” Abigail said. Diana turned round and assessed the young blonde that would be helping her. She wore tight jeans and a fluffy jumper. Her blonde hair was tucked behind her ear with nerdy glasses. “Hi Abi.” Diana said smiling sweetly. “Just Abigail if you don’t mind.” Abigail said sitting next to Diana. As she sat she got an eye full of Diana’s cleavage.

Abigail talked Diana through the story of Macbeth and what key elements she would need to focus on to gain the most marks. As she did, she kept stealing glances at Diana’s legs. Diana smiled at the silly girl. She thought she was being subtle. There was a reason Diana had chosen to dress like this. Abigail was starting to lose her words when Diana accidentally on purpose dropped her pen on the floor. She bent down at the waist to pick it up, giving Abigail a great view down to her top. Abigail couldn’t take her eyes away. Her mouth began to water as she quickly turned away to avoid being caught.

As Diana came back up she smiled to herself. She could probably have this nerd under the table pleasing her right now! But she loved the seduction and wanted to drag it out a little longer.

The remainder of their time in the library was perfectly innocent. Abigail told Diana the basics of what she should write and Diana took notes. After an hour of tutoring, Diana called it a day. They both rose and Diana pulled Abigail in for hug. The hug startled Abigail but she embraced it. She felt Diana’s breasts being pressed into her chest. Her perfume was intoxicating. Diana rubbed Abigail’s back brushing Abigail’s butt. Abigail gasped and flinched. Diana broke the hug. “Give me your phone so I can put your number in my phone.” Abigail’s hands trembled as she handed her phone over.

“So I want you to come over to my place tonight so we can work on this some more.” Diana said sweetly. “I can’t, I have homework to do.” Abigail declined. “You can bring it over to my place. We can both study together . Girls night!” Diana giggled. She pecked Abigail on the cheek and left before Abigail could say anymore.

Abigail was flustered. Her mind was foggy and strangely, her pussy damp. The journey home was a blur as she tried to figure out what to do. She was both excited and nervous about seeing Diana again tonight. Would Jackson be there? She thought to herself.

She sat in her room trying to focus on her homework but she kept thinking of Diana. Her long legs, large breasts and her luscious lips. She couldn’t focus so she pushed her homework aside and tried watching tv. It wasn’t until six o’clock that her phone pinged. It was a message from Diana. “My parents are gone. Come over now.” Abigail thought of cancelling but she couldn’t bring herself to do it. “On my way.”

Abigail knocked on the door carrying all her notes and homework. Diana answered wearing the same clothes and smiled at the pretty blonde. She knew she would come. How could she resist? “Hi honey, come on in.” She said sweetly. Abigail entered and Diana led her up to her room. Her room was tidy. There was a large doubled bed against the far wall. A study station with a computer was at the foot of the bed.

“Sit down here!” Diana said sitting on the floor. Abigail sat and separated her homework from the notes she’d prepared for Diana. As Abigail began to go through everything, Diana opened two cans of pop and handed one to Abigail. Abigail smiled and took the can. Abigail talked about the story of Macbeth while Diana sat there pretending to listen. All she could think about was having this nerd on her knees begging to taste her sweet, sweet pussy. Which was definitely gonna happen tonight.

Suddenly, Diana “Accidently” spilled her pop over her top. “Oh shit!” Diana cursed. Abigail looked up to see the large red stain on Diana’s top. “Are you alright?” She asked. “Yeah I’m good.” Diana said pretending to be frustrated. “I’m gonna have to lose this shirt though.” Diana said. With that, Diana crossed her arms and peeled her top off, revealing her black bra. Abigail’s jaw dropped. Her breasts looked beautiful. Diana chucked her top into the dirty laundry pile.

She saw Abigail staring hypnotically at her breasts and smiled. “You staring at my tities?” She said laughing. Abigail said no tearing her head away, her face burned red with embarrassment. “It’s ok honey, you can look.” Diana said. She reached behind her back, unclipping her bra and pulled it away. Abigail’s eyes were immediately drawn back to her beautiful brown tits. Her pussy began to get wet as Diana scooted closer to her. “You wanna touch them?” She asked. Abigail didn’t answer verbally but the hunger in her eyes said yes. Diana took Abigail’s hands and put them on her breasts. Abigail began to squeeze gently as her mouth watered.

“You like my tities?” Diana purred. “Yes.” Abigail said. “You wanna suck on them?” Diana asked. Abigail didn’t answer but instead wrapped her lips around Diana’s left tit. “Hmmmm that’s a good girl!” Diana said seductively. Abigail sucked while her tounge licked Diana’s nipple. Abigail was horny, she was disappointed when Diana pushed her head away. “You wanna suck them again?” Diana asked. “Yes!” Abigail said desperately. “Get naked!” Diana ordered. “What?” Abigail asked, her face turning red again. “If you wanna suck on my tities again, get naked.” Abigail was so embarrassed but she really wanted to play with those breasts again. So reluctantly, she stripped down to her skin. “Can I play with your breasts again?” Abigail asked hopefully. “Good girl, I got something better for you.”

Diana rose to her feet and sat on the edge of the bed. She pushed her skirt down to reveal she wasn’t wearing panties. Her naked pussy glistened with juices. Abigail stared at Diana’s pussy and immediately wondered what it tasted like. This brought on an incredible urge to taste her. “On your knees my new pet and crawl to my feet!” Diana ordered. Abigail slowly fell to her knees and crawled the short distance to Diana. “You wanna taste my pussy?” Diana purred. “Yes Diana I do.” Abigail said looking up at her.

“You realise once you taste me, I’m your mistress and you’re my pet! My pussy pleasing slut! My submissive little cunt muncher, my black pussy loving whore, my slave.” Each degrading term made Abigail wetter. She was so horny she’d tell this beautiful seductress anything. “Yes! I understand.” She said. “Yes what?” Diana scolded. “Yes Mistress!” Abigail corrected. Calling Diana mistress had her pussy burning and begging for attention. “Good pet! Kiss my feet!” Diana ordered. Abigail didn’t hesitate as she planted kisses on both Diana’s feet. “Beg for my pussy slut!” Diana ordered.

The word slut should’ve made Abigail angry but it only made her hornier and more eager to please as she begged. “Please mistress, can I taste your pussy. You can wash my face with your juices. Make me your slut and cum on my face!” Diana smiled at her newest conquest as she granted her new pet permission to taste her. Abigail wasted no time diving in and licking up Diana’s juices. The taste was a sweet but tangy taste that had Abigail hooked. “Hmmmm, that’s my slut, lick that pussy! Hmmm lick it!” Diana purred as she started grinding on the blonde’s face. “Hmmmm Aaah! Suck on my clit! Oh fuck!” Diana cried. Abigail wrapped her lips around the black girl’s clit and gently sucked on it.

Taking some initiative, she inserted two fingers into her pussy and fingered her as she sucked her clit. “Aaaaah that’s it. Aaaah that’s a good bitch! Ahhh I’m cumming!” Diana cried as she continued to grind on Abigail’s face. Diana’s legs wrapped tightly around Abigail’s head as she came on the pet’s face.

Diana’s body quaked and shivered as she recovered from her orgasm. Abigail sat, submissively on her knees with pussy juices on her face. Diana sat up and smiled at her new slave. “Another one bites the dust! You wanna cum?” Diana asked. “Desperately Mistress!” Abigail said. “Well I got a present for you!” Diana purred. Abigail shivered in excitement at what this present might be.

At that moment, the door opened and Jackson, Diana’s boyfriend, walked in. He was a 6″2 black man with a bald head and a goatee. He had broad shoulders and bulging biceps. Abigail quickly hurried to cover herself. “Get back on your knees slut!” Diana barked. Abigail looked at her confused. “I called Jackson here while you were munching on my cunt. You’re present is his big cock!” Diana said smiling. Jackson unbuckled his belt and pushed his pants down. Abigail gasped and covered her mouth and as a 10 inch black cock sprang out from his underwear. Abigail was memorised by the size of it. It was long and thick, it was impossible to comprehend how it would fit inside her. Then the idea of this big black cock pounding her pussy made her very wet. “Get back on your knees slut! Now!” Diana roared again. Immediately Abigail went back to her submissive position on her knees.

Jackson waddled over to Abigail, stroking his cock inches from her face. Abigail looked at it longingly imagining how it would feel inside her. “You want this dick!” Jackson asked with his deep voice. Abigail’s mouth hung open but no words came out. “Answer me bitch!” Jackson barked. “Mmm hmmm.” Abigail nodded still staring at his cock. She licked her lips. “Use words slut!” Jackson ordered.

“I do, I want you’re big cock in my mouth!” Abigail said hungrily. “Get me hard!” Jackson ordered. Abigail eagerly took the head of his cock in her mouth and sucked. Jackson groaned as Abigail slowly took more of him in her mouth. She moaned as her mouth was being stretched to accommodate the girth of Jackson’s cock. “Aaah shit! I think we got a keeper here babe!” Jackson moaned. “She’s all ours honey!” Diana said walking over to her boyfriend. They made out while Abigail slowly took more into her mouth. She tried to take more but gagged and coughed as the tip of his cock hit the back of her throat.

By now Jackson was rock hard and ready to fuck. “You ready to get fucked?” He asked. Abigail’s eyes lit up, her pussy begging for attention as she begged “Oh yes sir! I’m ready for your big cock!” She crawled over to the bed and bent over. Jackson kicked his pants off his legs and positioned himself behind the slut. For a few moments, he teased her by rubbing her slit with the tip making Abigail moan with lust.

“Do it babe! Give her that dick!” Diana purred. Jackson pushed the tip past her pussy lips and Abigail’s jaw fell open as she gasped in pleasure and pain. Jackson pushed more of himself in. Abigail clutched the bed sheets and howled as her pussy was being stretched. “All in slut!” Jackson told her. He gave her a minute to get used to the size before he felt her pushing back on his cock. Jackson began to slowly fuck her back while he kissed Diana. “Oh! It’s so big! Harder! Please! Fuck me harder!” Jackson smiled to himself. None of the white bitches could resist black cock. He grabbed her hips and increased his pace until he was pounding her. The room echoed with the slapping sounds. Abigail’s breasts swayed back and forth and she began to cry in ecstasy.

“You like me fucking you!” Jackson asked as he fucked her. “Oh yes sir! I love it! I love you fucking me!” Abigail moaned as her orgasm began to build. “You like black cock?” Jackson continued. “I love black cock!” Abigail confessed. Jackson pounded her faster. “You’re a slave to black cock.” He announced. “Yes! I’m a slave to black cock! I wanna serve black cock everyday!” Abigail admitted on the brink of coming. “Cum for me bitch!” Jackson ordered. “Oh yes sir! I’m cumming!” Abigail cried as her pussy flooded all over his cock. At that moment Jackson filled her pussy with his cum. Abigail could feel him creaming her and shivered in pleasure.

Jackson withdrew his cock from her pussy and watched his cum drip from her as she she stayed bent over the bed. “Good bitch!” Jackson taunted.

Chapter 2

As Abigail walked home her mind came back to reality. She was mortified at what happened. What she’d allowed to happen. She let herself be used and degraded by Diana and Jackson. Admittedly she’d just had the best sex ever. But to declare herself a sexual plaything for the couple, Abigail was nervous as to how far they would take this. She shook her head and decided she was being silly. If it ever went too far she could back out. Diana seemed really nice, behind the Mistress exterior. She’d understand.

Abigail walked into her house. Her parents were sat on the couch watching tv. “I’m back.” She called out. There was no answer so she went back up to her room. Her heart ached. Her parents paid little attention to her social life or her academic life. They probably didn’t even notice she was gone. Trying to take her mind off things, she took out her books and focus on her schoolwork.

Just as she was climbing into bed that night, her phone buzzed. The screen lit up and Abigail’s heart started beating faster as Diana’s name appeared. “Tonight was fun my pet, I may need some time with you tomorrow before school. Be at mine for 8:15 xxx” Abigail’s pussy immediately dampened. As she typed her reply. “Yes Mistress.”

The next morning Abigail woke up an hour earlier. After a shower, she dressed in Jeans, a simple t shirt and jumper. She went downstairs for breakfast and found her parents already eating. They said nothing as she entered the kitchen. “Morning.” She greeted. “Hmmm.” They both muttered. Abigail went to make some toast to see there was no bread. Her heart sank as her stomach rumbled. She sighed as she grabbed her bag and headed out the door. “We need you home straight after school.” Her dad called to her. “But I have plans to hang out with Jessica after school.” She said. “Cancel them.” Her dad said bluntly. “You’re mom and I are going on a date. I want this place spotless by the time we get home.” He said. Abigail’s eyes watered. She nodded and left.

Abigail arrived at Diana’s by 8:13. Diana smiled proudly as she opened the door to her pet. “Well done my pet, if you’re not early, you’re late. That’s what I say.”. She was dressed in a tight black top and a pleaded skirt, for easy access to her pussy. She would change into jeans when she was done using her pet. Abigail’s eyes were still wet as she entered which Diana picked up on. “What’s the matter pet?” She asked. “Nothing Mistress.” She said as she fell to her knees in front of Diana. “How may I serve you.”

Diana was unconvinced as she put her hands on her hips. “Rise my pet!” She said. Abigail obeyed. Diana snapped her fingers and pointed at the couch. Abigail walked to the couch and sat on the edge. Diana sat beside her, resting her head on her head. “Tell me what’s wrong Abigail”. She said in a tone that showed it wasn’t up for debate. At that moment, Abigail’s stomach growled again loud enough for Diana to hear. She laughed. “Damn, don’t your parents feed you?” She joked. That’s when Abigail broke down and cried with her head in her hands. Diana was confused and rubbed Abigail’s back. “Abigail honey, tell me what’s wrong.” It took a while but Abigail stopped crying enough to speak.

She told Diana everything. How neglectful her parents were. How food was always short and it was first come first serve. How she was more like a live in maid then a daughter. Her parents were more interested in themselves then her. Diana listened intently as Abigail barely stopped talking to breathe. When she did stop. She pulled Abigail’s head into her breasts and hugged her. “Shhh it’s ok.” She said rubbing Abigail’s arm. “It’s gonna be ok. You’re mine now. I’ll look after you.” However ridiculous her words were, Abigail felt cared for which was a totally new and surreal feeling. Also the cushiony feel of Diana’s breasts against her face was very distraction. She was disappointed when Diana released her. “There’s a ham and cheese sandwich in the fridge. You can have it.” Diana said.

Abigail wanted to decline but her stomach rumbled again. Almost as if it was telling her to shut up and accept the offer. “Thankyou.” Abigail sat in the kitchen munching on the sandwich while Diana got ready for school. Abigail’s eyes were glued to Diana’s long brown legs, the curve of her breasts against her shirt and her beautiful, black, curly hair. “We’re short on time my pet, finish the sandwich and come and please me.” She said sitting in the chair that faced the kitchen. Abigail swallowed the last bite and climbed out of her chair. “Crawl my pet.” Diana scolded and Abigail immediately dropped on all fours. Her pussy leaked a little. Diana’s legs were crossed as Abigail crawled the short distance, her pussy getting wetter with each step. As she reached Diana she sat on her legs. “What do you want to do now my pet?” Diana asked smiling. “To please you Mistress.” She replied desperately. “Obviously. How do you want to please me?” Diana said. “I want to eat your pussy Mistress.”

At that moment, Diana spread her legs to reveal her naked pussy. Wet and inviting. Abigail bit her lower lip as she desperately wanted to dive in. “Go ahead my pet.” Diana said smiling. Abigail leaned in and started licking. The taste was familiar and just as addicting as last time. “Hmmm good girl.” Diana moaned as she grabbed her phone and called Jackson. “Hi babe, Aaahh!” She moaned again. “Hey babe, whose serving you?” Jackson asked recognising the noise. “Pet Abigail, she really is an eager little thing.” Abigail tried to hear what was being said but couldn’t ignore the heavenly nectar that was hitting her taste buds. She continued licking while her Mistress and Master spoke. “You just used her last night! You’re getting greedy.” Jackson laughed. “Oh yeah? Well who’s sucking your dick right now?” Diana asked.

“What makes you think someone’s sucking my snake?” Jackson asked curiously. “You always have a pair of white lips around your dick!” Diana joked. “Fair point. It’s Mrs. West.” He said chuckling. Diana laughed. Mrs. Allen was Jackson’s neighbour and an insatiable slut for black cock. Always willing to do anything for a nice piece of black meat. Even ditching her husband on date night.

Abigail was still licking. Diana’s pussy was getting wetter, so she stuck two fingers in and took her clit in her mouth, sucking gently. “Aaaaah shit babe! I gotta go she’s making me cum!” She bellowed as she hung up and clutched the chair’s arms. “Ahhhh shit! YesYesYesssssss AAAHHHH!” Diana cried as her juices leaked all over Abigail’s face. She was about to lick it all up when Diana grabbed her head and rubbed her pussy on Abigail’s face. Abigail just stuck her tounge out as Diana rode out the last of her orgasm before collapsing.

Abigail sat submissively as she awaited further instructions, her face coated with pussy juice. “Wow!” Diana said loudly. “That was good.” Abigail beamed with pride at her Mistress’s approval. “Horny Slut?” Diana asked. “Yes Mistress. Very!” Diana laughed. Abigail squirmed as her pussy burned, just waiting for permission to cum. “Well no cumming just yet!” Diana said and Abigail’s heart sank. “I’m going to make you cum hard tonight. At your house.” She said smiling sadistically.

Abigail began to panic as she pleaded. “Mistress my parents want the house clean when they get home. I’ll be too busy.” Diana’s eyebrow went up. “Are you saying no to me slut?” Abigail gasped. “No mistress, Im not. I just don’t want to get into trouble.”

“Great. Then I’ll see you tonight. Now lets get to school we’re running late.”

Chapter 3

Abigail panicked as both her and Diana walked into school. “Relax my pet. Your first class is with Mrs. Black. Just tell her that I gave you a ride.” That didn’t really reassure her as they went separate ways. Mrs. Black gave Abigail a stern look as she noticed Abigail enter the class. “Where have you been Abigail. You’re twenty minutes late.” Abigail was nervous. “Sorry Mrs. Black, I got a ride from Diana.” She said. Mrs. Black’s expression went from hard to soft as she said “Oh very well, take your seat and turn to page 53.” Abigail was surprised by her reaction but asked no questions. As she sat at her seat, she noticed Damien Shellwood watching her.

Class went well, Abigail almost forgot the bizarre events of the last 24 hours. During the end of class test, Abigail and Damien were the only hands up to answer the questions. Abigail enjoyed the competition and she could tell Damien did too. Damien answered the last question correctly and winked at Abigail, making her blush.

At lunch Abigail sat with her friends Jessica and Jade in the lunch hall. As they usually did, they spoke about classes and possible college courses. Abigail never noticed how boring the conversations were. A part of her wanted to tell them about her new Mistress but deep down she new they’d judge her. They all believed that sex should be saved for marriage. The real reason being that they were awkward around boys and very rarely went on dates. Still it was excruciating keeping this secret, she really wanted to tell someone.

Suddenly, there was a commotion. Abigail looked up to see Damien and Max fighting. Abigail was shocked, Damien was not a violent person but then Max had a habit of bringing out the worst in people. She watched with fear for Damien as he rained punches down on Max. She wondered what Max said to set him off like this. Eventually the teachers arrived and separated the two of them.

Once the hall was back to normal, Jade said “Wow, who knew Damien Shellwood, of all people, would be the one to stand up to Max!” “I know, that was awesome.” Jessica said. Abigail looked down and giggled. “What’s that giggle for?” Jess said suspiciously with a smile. Abigail turned red. “Oh my god! You like him!” Jade said laughing. Abigail said nothing but smiled. “Ooooh you do!” Jess said. The girls began peppering her with questions. “Are you gonna ask him out?” “Where will you go on the first date?” Ect. Abigail brushed them off and told them to leave it alone. They all sat and ate their lunch with smiles on their faces.

After school, Mrs. Black walked through her front door and dropped her keys in the bowl. Her feet ached as she pulled her heels off and collapsed on the couch, her skirt riding up to reveal the tops of her stockings. She loved being a teacher but it really was exhausting sometimes. She started rubbing her feet when the doorbell rang. She wondered who that could be as she walked to the door.

When she opened it, her face turned white and her pussy flooded. “Hello slut!” Diana said. “Diana what are you doing here?” Mrs. Black asked. “That’s Mistress you dumb bimbo bitch!” Diana scolded. Mrs. Black’s face burned read as her pussy got wetter. “Sssorry Mistress. I just wasn’t expecting you.” She said with her head bowed. “Well I have a date with another slut later, I wanted a quick warm up with my favourite milf pet.” Diana said smiling. “Won’t you invite me in?” She continued. “Please come in Mistress.” Mrs. Black said standing aside. “Thank you felicity.”

Diana entered then pushed the door shut. Then she grabbed felicity and pushed her against the door. Felicity moaned in surprise as she became hornier. Diana grabbed her breasts through her shirt and squeezed. Felicity moaned at the rough treatment. “Hungry bitch!” Diana asked. “Ummm hmm.” Felicity nodded biting her lower lip. Diana pushed Her to her knees. Diana pulled her skirt up and offered her bare pussy to felicity.

Felicity wasted no time leaning forward and licking the chocolate sweetness. She couldn’t get enough of her students heavenly taste, lapping hungrily, trying to make Mistress cum as soon as possible. “Hmmmm very eager today aren’t you my pet.” Felicity, focused on licking, moaned affirmative. She desperately wanted to touch her burning cunt but knew touching herself without permission would lead to punishment. Mistress was soaking wet and felicity eagerly lapped up the juices. “Aaahh yes my little slut! Eat my cunt! Ahhh good bitch!” Diana said on the brink of orgasm. Felicity decided now was the time to focus on her clit as she started sucking on it. “Ahhh yessss shit! Make me cum teach! AAAAHHH!” Diana screamed as she came on her teachers face in her doorway.

Diana pushed the teacher away and leaned against the wall as her legs quaked. Felicity licked the juices from her lips, desperate to catch any last traces. “Go get Waldo for me.” Diana ordered through deep breaths. “Yes Mistress.” Felicity obeyed as she roses from the ground, her knees clicking as she did. While she was gone, Diana removed her clothes, pushing down her skirt, pulling her top off and removed her bra, letting her large breasts hang free. Felicity returned with a strap on and a very large dildo which Diana had named Waldo. Her mouth watered when she saw her student stood naked with her hands on her hips.

Her eyes were fixed on Diana’s breasts as she handed her the strap on. Diana saw the drool on Felicity’s chin as she stood hypnotized by her breasts and smiled. “Go ahead slut!” Diana said. Felicity immediately cupped Diana’s breasts and started sucking on them. “Hmmmm.” Diana moaned as felicity worshipped her tities. Felicity loved Diana’s breasts and was disappointed when she was pushed off of them. “Bend over the couch bitch!” Diana ordered. Felicity obeyed putting her knees on the couch and bending over the back. Diana fastened the strap on and pushed Felicity’s skirt up.

“Why aren’t you wearing panties Mrs. Black?” Diana asked. “Because Mistress ordered me to never wear panties again.” Felicity said looking back at Diana. “Good girl.” Diana replied. Felicity’s eyes sparkled at her Mistress’s approval before she felt Diana thrust the whole dildo up her pussy. “Aaaah!” Felicity moaned as Diana began sawing in and out of her. Diana squeezed her ass and slapped each cheek, making her pet yelp.

Felicity was already on the brink but knew she wouldn’t be able to cum until started degrading her so she enjoyed the ride. “I know I need to treat you like a cock hungry slut to make you cum. I’m just getting my dick nice and wet for that ass!” Diana explained. Felicity loved getting ass fucked. She’d been fucked in the ass many times in her life. But the first time with Diana’s boyfriend, Jackson, it was like the first time. He was much bigger then anyone she’d ever been with. Especially her husband. Felicity began bouncing back on Diana’s cock when she suddenly withdrew it.

“Where do you want my dick teach?” Diana asked. “In my ass Mistress! Please fuck my ass!” Felicity moaned, desperate to be filled again. “Begging. I like it.” Diana said as she poked Felicity’s asshole. Felicity, dazed and desperate, pushed back and groaned as the cock filled her ass. “Can’t even wait til I’m ready? You little ass slut!” Diana said laughing as she started fucking. “Yes Mistress. I’m an ass slut! For you and Jackson!” Felicity moaned trying to cum hard. “You mean my boyfriend?” Diana asked. “Yes! I’m a slut for your boyfriend!” Felicity clarified. The fact that she was fucking two students who were in a relationship so naughty.

“Where’s Waldo Mrs. Black?” Diana asked. “In my ass Mistress! Waldo’s in my ass!” Felicity screamed. “You ready to cum my little ass slut?” Diana asked. “Yes Mistress! I am!” Felicity said. “Cum for me my pet! My little fucktoy! Such a nasty slut letting a slut fuck you’re ass in your own home! Cum now my submissive slut!” Each degrading name powered Felicity’s orgasm which finally exploded. “YES MISTRESS AAAAHH!” Felicity cried as her orgasm shook through her. Diana withdrew her cock from her teacher’s ass and watched in awe as the sexiest teacher in the school shivered from an orgasm that Diana gave her.

As Felicity recovered, Diana began dressing. “Well I gotta go I have a date. Slut Abigail is a good bitch, thanks for giving her to me. And clean my cock off you nasty slut!” Diana said mockingly as she chucked the strap on at Felicity and left.

Felicity pushed herself back on the couch as a wave of guilt washed over her for throwing Abigail to the sharks. Abigail was a sweet, innocent girl and now that was gone thanks to her. As she wiped a tear from her eye, she remembered Diana’s last order. Without thinking she grabbed the dildo and started licking and sucking.

“I’m a submissive slut! I was lost a long time ago. Now thanks to me, Abigail may be lost too.” She thought to herself. With that thought in mind, she chucked the dildo across the room and broke down crying. Whenever her Mistress gave her an order, all her morals and ethics shut down. And she became a raving cum slut willing to do anything for her Mistress.

Chapter 4

Abigail raced around the house, picking up clothes, putting cups and plates in the sink. Desperately trying to do as much tidying up as possible before Diana arrived. She began to get nervous. Diana was already pushing her out of her comfort zone. Maybe after her visit she could talk to her about some boundaries. As she chucked a load of clothes into the washing machine, the doorbell rang.

Before answering, Abigail straightened her clothes and tied her hair in a ponytail. She took a deep breath before answering the door. “Hi Diana.” She said. “It’s Mistress when we’re alone slut!” Diana scolded. Abigail was shocked at being told off but immediately felt a dampness hit her panties. “Sorry mistress. Please come in.” She said standing aside. Diana walked in and looked disgusted at the state of the place. “Shit, what a dump.” She said bluntly. “I tried to tidy up before you arrived Mistress.” Abigail said ashamed. “Is there anywhere even remotely clean for me to sit my naked ass on?” Diana asked. “My room Mistress.” Abigail replied as she began to lead Diana to her room.

Diana entered the room after Abigail and was impressed at how clean and tidy the place was it smelled nice as well. “I take it you’re the only one who cleans around here?” Diana asked. “Actually I clean the house daily, it just doesn’t stay like that for long.” Abigail said sadly. “Well I admire your perseverance.” Diana said winking at Abigail.

Nothing more was said as she sat on the edge of Abigail’s bed and pulled her skirt up and spread her legs. Without instruction, Abigail dropped to her knees and crawled between Diana’s legs. Subtly, Diana pulled her phone out and started recording. Abigail looked up at Diana and saw the camera. “Diana what are you doing?” She panicked. “Texting honey get back to work!” Diana said pulling Abigail back in. Abigail was nervous about the camera still pointing at her and also put off that her Mistress was paying little attention to her, so she doubled her efforts. She started lapping like a hungry dog. It didn’t take long to get a response as Diana started to moan lightly.

While enjoying her Mistress’s taste, she stuck two fingers in her push and sucked on her clit. Diana felt her orgasm rise faster then anticipated as she quickly switched off the camera and clutched the bed sheets. She began to get animated.

“Oh fuck! Suck my clit you little bitch!”

“Lick my pussy my hungry pet!”

“Eat your nigger Mistress you little white slut!”

“Oh fuck! Oh fuck! I’m cumming!” Diana screamed as her juices were released and coated on Abigail’s face. Her legs closed around Abigail’s head and squeezed in a vice like grip as she shuddered through her orgasm. It was beginning to hurt when Diana opened her legs and Abigail pulled out. Diana was lying on the bed panting as she recovered.

When she did, she pulled Abigail up and kissed her. Abigail melted into her and kissed back with a passion. Eventually, Diana broke the kiss and smiled. “That was intense.” Diana laughed. Abigail giggled as Diana stood and pulled her skirt back down. “So I need you at my house on Saturday night.” Diana said. “Yes Mistress.” Abigail said excitedly. “Will Jackson be there?” She asked. Diana looked at her with a raised eyebrow. “You hungry for black cock?” She asked. “Abigail nodded. “Since I left your house last night.” She admitted.

“Well don’t worry, you gonna get alot of black dick. Jackson’s coming over with some friends.” Diana said smiling wickedly. That’s when Abigail panicked. “More people!” She thought. “No! This is too much!” She decided.

“Diana, is there anyway that our relationship can stay between us?” Abigail asked hopefully. “That’s Mistress.” Diana said irritated. “Sorry Mistress but I really don’t feel comfortable letting more people know about me.” Abigail explained. “Well don’t worry my pet. Jackson’s friends will make you feel real comfortable.” She said chuckling. Abigail was getting frustrated. Diana wasn’t getting it. “Diana I don’t want to go to your party! Sharing me with your boyfriend is one thing, but just offering me to a bunch of strangers without even asking me?” Diana was surprised at Abigail’s outburst then she became angry.

“Listen bitch! You’re mine. My submissive slut, my plaything. I’ll share you with whoever I damn well please.” Diana snapped. “Well i’m not your plaything anymore. I’m done. Time for you to leave!” Abigail said firmly. Diana couldn’t believe the nerve of this girl. She walked up to her and slapped her across the face. Abigail, holding her face, looked back at Diana with wide eyes. “You don’t get it do you bitch! You’re mine. I own you! Your mouth cunt and ass are mine to use as I please! But incase you need me to spell it out! Here!” Diana said holding up her phone. Abigail gasped and her eyes watered as she watched the video of her eating Diana’s pussy. As Diana put the phone away, a tear rolled down Abigail’s cheek.

“Do you understand now?” Diana asked. Abigail said nothing but nodded. “You’ll always obey?” Diana asked. Again Abigail nodded. “And your three fuck holes are mine.” Diana stated more then asked. Abigail nodded. “Speak bitch!” Diana snapped. Abigail jumped at the outburst. “Yes Mistress, my holes are yours.” She said looking down at her feet. “Good girl.” Diana said as she pecked Abigail’s cheek. “See you Saturday.” And just like that she was gone.

That night, Abigail cried herself to sleep. The next morning her parents went mad that she’d failed to tidy the house in time and told her to stay at a friend’s house. She spent the night with Jess and told her why she’d been kicked out. She still didn’t tell anyone about Diana or the party on Saturday.

Saturday night came and Abigail spent the whole night naked with pigtails in her hair as she crawled around the house serving many black men. A few other subs of Diana’s were there in maid’s uniforms. By the end of the night, she’d cum nearly 20 times and had been covered in cum. Luckily on the way home, she didn’t bump into anyone. Her parents didn’t notice anything. They probably didn’t even notice she was gone. Again she cried herself to sleep as she tried to mentally prepare herself for whatever humiliating task Mistress Diana had for her tomorrow.

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This is my first story posted on this website. I have written another story using the same characters this story possesses in a previous story. I don’t have the story with me anymore and a can’t be screwed rewriting it =

CHAPTER 1: A NEW BEGINNING

September, 2005

I rubbed my eyes and stared out at the open road ahead of me, Kings of Leon was on the stereo and my window was open just a crack to let in fresh air. My girlfriend was sound asleep in the seat next to me, my right hand clutched to her chest like a comforter. I looked over and smiled, at 18 she had perfect smooth skin and long dark hair that at this moment was tucked behind her ears. Her closed eyes were framed by thick, luscious eyelashes that twitched as the light passed over her. Those lips, that I had once thought of as pouting now seemed perpetually switching between an often sultry and always content smile.

‘Mmm, concentrate on the road, you.’ She came awake slowly, her brilliant emerald eyes fluttering open.

‘Couldn’t help it.’ I grinned.

She stretched and sheepishly let my hand go, ‘What time is it?’

I looked at the dash, ‘Almost midnight, we should be there in an hour.’

‘You drove all the way?’ she seemed somewhat surprised, ‘Weren’t you going to wake me half way?’

I shrugged, ‘Five and a half hours is nothing, it took us four just to get to my Grandpa’s farm.’

‘You still listening to this crap, sounds like someone is strangling a cat!’ she pointed to the stereo.

I was offended, ‘These guys will be the biggest band in the world one day, you just wait.’

‘Really then, I guess I owe you for letting me get such a peaceful sleep, however shall I repay you?’ she seemed genuinely considerate.

I felt a warm hand in my lap that slid up my waist to tug at the waistband of my loose shorts I had worn for the drive. A moment later I felt warm lips on the crown of my cock. ‘I knew I like you.’ I groaned as my rod touched the back of her throat.

Stella and I had been together for the better part of a year now, and she was getting goddamn good at this. Road head is definitely high up on my list of favourite things, but it’s only good on the open road, if you’ve ever tried actually navigating a backstreet with someone as hot as Stella Farris giving you a gobbie you’ll realise that you just don’t get anywhere.

I felt her nose touch my groin and my cock bottom out just under eight inches down her throat and stay there for about three seconds before she gagged and had to pull off. I saw the saliva covered mushroom head appear back from the depths as Stella gasped for breath. ‘Did you see that?’ she asked proudly.

‘Yep.’ I managed to grunt, ‘Very good for my concentration.’

Stella’s lips parted around my slickened knob and her head bobbed easily while she massaged me with her tongue.
‘Cum for me, baby.’ She husked.

I let loose an explosion of cum into her hot mouth. Her cheeks hollowed as she expertly swallowed every drop and licked me clean. She tucked me back into my shorts and sat back, sighing happily. ‘Jeez, who would have thought I’d learn to love doing that so much.’

I handed her the half drunk red bull I had been using to keep myself awake and she took a sip. ‘Don’t know why you like this stuff.’ She handed it back and kissed me on the cheek.

‘You’ve made up for lost time, if you’re this good after not even a year, imagine if you had been practicing for as many years as Pepper.’

Stella laughed musically, ‘You two promised you wouldn’t be at each other when we move in.’

‘Yes, Mom.’ I said sarcastically.

Stella, Pepper and I had taken out the lease on a three bedroom place right near campus and incidentally, right next door to where Ryan, Leila Pete and Jess had gotten a place as well.
Everyone else had gone their separate ways and off to different Unis, sorry, colleges, but we were all pleasantly surprised to have our close group end up at the same place. Yeah there were quite a few people I would miss, but then again, college was a new beginning for me.

‘What time will Keira be up?’ she asked.

‘Her and Brian are bringing up my car with the rest of the stuff tomorrow then she’ll stay the night and go home with Mom and Dad.’ I sighed.

Stella gave my hand a squeeze, Keira had been a mess all week and I wasn’t far behind her, living apart for a year was going to be shithouse. At least Brian was going to Pepperdine close by, but for her it was a small consolation.

The plan was for her to stay over tonight and Brian go home then my parents visit the next day and take her back with them. Keira hadn’t quite told Brian about her “special” relationship with Stella and I, I guess there isn’t an easy way to say you’re doing it with your brother and his girlfriend.

‘Really though, are you sure it was a good idea to let Pepper live with us?’ I asked sceptically.

She patted my leg reassuringly, ‘You two pretend like you hate each other but I know you two secretly enjoy it.’

‘Well I have a great idea, how about we make her live somewhere else for a while and I’ll find out if I miss her?’ I suggested helpfully.

‘You wish.’ She changed the CD, pretending to ignore my unimpressed look.

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The place came semi outfitted and Stella whistled when we unlocked the door. ‘Not bad.’ It was two storey with an open living room and kitchen with an island bench. This would be my domain as I had agreed to do most of the cooking if Stella did the dishes. I doubted she had ever done dishes in her life but she seemed eager to be independent.

We looked around, and of course christened the bedroom.

Afterwards we went shopping together and brought most of the day to day stuff we would need, she pushed me around in the trolley while I pretended I was captaining a ship until we filled it up with too much loot. Yeah we got weird looks but we were having too much fun to care.

A couple of hundred bucks later and we had about half of what we would need. We were too tired to care though and we left most of the bags on the floor. I made us an instant coffee and sat on the bench, legs swinging aimlessly.
‘Seems a bit surreal, doesn’t it?’

‘I guess that’s the one downer with having such a great family.’ Stella hoisted herself up on the bench next to me, ‘It sucks when you have to leave them. Me I never see mine anyway so I guess it’s not that different.’

‘That reminds me,’ when are we having dinner with your parents?

Stella made a face, ‘They said they were going to come up and surprise me, great huh?’

I actually thought it was great, I was sure Stella’s Mom was going to be a fox and it was going to be one of those awkward nights that are freaking terrible at the time but at least you can laugh about later on.

‘Geez, bringing a guy to meet my parents, who would have thought, huh?’ she said wistfully.

I didn’t say anything, I knew that there was no comment appropriate when she thought like this. I just lifted my arm and she slid in beside me. ‘I love you.’ I kissed her hair.

She turned her face up to me, ‘I know, and I love you. Now let’s get to bed, I’m wasted.’

The next morning we were woken by the sound of a big diesel engine and reverse beepers. Stella groaned against my chest and rubbed her eyes. I eased out from under her and looked out the window. The sun was barely up and there was a truck parked in the driveway.

Several burley looking removalists were hauling a whole bunch of crap out of the truck. I looked at the clock, it was still flashing, I guess we hadn’t set it yet.

Stella picked up her phone, ‘I hate her so much right now.’

It was six in the morning, we had gotten to sleep about an hour and a half ago. I pulled on a pair of pyjama pants and walked bleary eyed down the stairs. Pepper was standing on a box ordering the troops as they unloaded her loot. She wasn’t actually helping, but she was wearing a bandana which she seemed to think gave her a ‘moving in’ look.

‘Hey, Hunter!’ she said brightly, ‘I didn’t wake you did I?’

‘You know bloody well you woke me up, you mole. What are you doing here so early?’

She shrugged, ‘I couldn’t let you two ruin the place with your tacky furniture could I?’

‘It came outfitted!’ I stamped my foot. ‘What are you doing with all this shit?’

‘I bought all the other furniture off the landlord and told her she can have someone pick it up out the front and put it somewhere else as long as they don’t get in our way. She was very nice about it.’

I looked up to the sky, well it was more like the window, cursing Stella for letting her friend live with us, it would have been so nice just the two of us. I had a fantasy of Pepper living in a cardboard box in our garage and I smiled. The reality, of course, was not so nice but a guy could dream right?

‘Whatever, just do what you want, I can’t be bothered arguing with you, I’m going back to bed.’

‘I’m going to like living here.’ She said evilly.

Stella and I pulled the pillows over our heads and turned on music but we could still hear them banging around down there. ‘I don’t even want to know what she’s doing down there.’ Stella sighed. ‘She better not have gold table legs like her parents.’

I could only imagine. ‘I guess that’s part of the surprise.’

Stella rolled onto her back. ‘You’re not going to let me forget this, are you?’

‘Not a chance.’ I slid the covers off her.

‘Everyone’s downstairs you kinky bastard.’ Stella whispered.

As she was saying it, she was already crawling on top of me though.

It was great sex, I guess the thrill of having people right down below was a bit of a turn on, we didn’t know how long we had before someone came in, so every moment was precious.
When we had finished the removalists were gone. We were enjoying our post coital bliss when Pepper burst through the door and sat on the bed with us.

We were both very naked and I was actually still inside Stella. Pepper, didn’t seem to mind in the least and she slapped Stella’s bare and very firm butt as she plonked down. ‘Hey good looking! Nice of you to come down and see me.’

She gave Stella a rather lingering kiss on the lips and me a rude sort of lip turn.

‘Don’t make that face, you’re just angry cause you’re not getting any.’ I poked her in the ribs.

Pepper turned her nose up. ‘I could have anyone I want.’

‘Well I always said you could join in whenever you want.’ I offered.

Pepper laughed loudly, ‘Ha! As if I would be the meat in your love sandwich, all you two would do is fuck each other and stare lovingly into each others eyes while I was competing for space. I think I’ll take my chances with the other hundred guys at my beck and call.’

I should probably mention that Pepper and Stella sort of had a thing going, well it wasn’t a thing. But in the last six months of school they had gotten together about five times. It was a long story.
This was dandy, but Pepper wouldn’t let me watch or get involved, it was another control thing, but Stella gave me all the details on every occasion.

The thought of it still made me sweat, and Stella was working on her friend as well to try and at least get me a front row seat. It wasn’t happening any time soon though if Pepper had her way.

Stella and I, of course, were still going to do our best.

I suppose a bit of explanation into the last six months wouldn’t go astray, well Stella and I still had a fairly badly conducted ‘open relationship’ aside from Keira, the afore mentioned Pepper, and one threesome with Abbey the goth, we hadn’t really done much but screw each other’s brains out.

Now this wasn’t a bad thing, in fact, it was so good it was the reason that we were so slack on the “open” bit. It was also why Stella was having a bit of a hard time coping with the whirlwind of emotions that had not subsided as we thought they would.

I had known Stella and I were different, but I think that both of us were unprepared with the intensity of our relationship

It’s hard to explain to someone because I think that true love has many different forms, but without getting too soppy the I guess the best way to describe it would be that we lost time.

From the moment Stella would arrive at my door or vice versa time just slipped away, and before we knew it, it was time to say goodbye. This had been a major problem for us, which is why the sleepovers got more and more common. Now we were two eighteen year olds living together. A bit crazy huh?

‘Hey! Where the hell do you go?’ Pepper knocked me on the head, ‘I was in the middle of a sentence and you just totally zoned out again, what are you doing, like commentating your life or something? I’ll give you a summary, I’m an idiot. The end?’

‘You finally admit you’re an idiot?’ I did my know you are but what am I one. Never gets old.

Pepper did not seem that impressed but Stella liked it. ‘Shall we survey the damage?’ Stella finally sighed.

‘How was the drive up here?’ Pepper asked her as she stood up to get dressed, all the while eyeballing my girlfriend’s lithe body.

Stella smiled wryly, thinking of at least part of it. ‘Well Hunter pretty much did all the driving, I fell asleep.’

‘He would have liked that so he can listen to his dumb music.’ She looked through my CD collection, which was rather eclectic these days, being stocked with everything from easy going chillout to rap.

‘If something sounds good, it sounds good, doesn’t matter what genre it’s from.’ I sulked. ‘I’m sorry we all can’t like adagio for strings every time we want to do some listening.’

I actually liked the piece, but it did sound a bit odd coming from Pepper’s trans-am. She, like all great brains (it seemed) was a big fan of classical music. But she also liked Brittney spears god help her.

‘Well I’m glad you got my girl here in one piece.’ She smiled.

I hated when she did that, it was so bloody infectious I always fell for it when I was winning.

‘Come on.’ She held out one hand for each of us.

I yanked on a pair of shorts but only Stella took her hand. Downstairs she had pretty much transformed the place in all of about 3 hours. There were three big armchairs big enough for two people to snuggle or one to spread out, and a deep couch in a soft sort of canvas that would be hardy enough to survive parties but soft enough to relax on.

She had a projector hooked up to the roof and a screen that rolled down. There were two paintings up, one of a seascape which caught my fancy straight away, and another of a snow covered mountain. There was also a one of those splash type ones that artists probably get drunk and make in a few minutes then sell for thousands.

The polished wood floor in the centre was covered with a thick Persian carpet and there was a dark teak coffee table that had draws on both sides and it was set with some candles and a few holders for the remote controls, which were for the surround sound, television, DVD and cable. The kitchen was stocked up with expensive pots and pans and she had a new fridge in with an ice maker and filtered water dispenser. There were several other odds and ends like lamps, and a statue of an African woman holding the horns of a buffalo to complete the look.

I was trying hard to find some way to make her feel bad but the truth was it looked great.

‘Just say it.’ She leant in close.

‘You’re still a skank, but the place looks nice.’ I said.

Pepper seemed pleased, ‘Well since we’re all roomies now I thought I better make the place nice.’

‘It’s beautiful, Pepper. Thankyou.’ Stella hugged her.

Well I guess living with a multi million dollar heiress was going to have some advantages..

Keira and Brian arrived at about 3 in the afternoon. My sister ran out of the car and jumped on me, Brian was still slightly bemused by how close we were, if only he knew the truth of it.

Pepper just shook her head, ‘It’s been like one day. You two are going to die living apart.’

‘Shut up.’ Keira pouted.

Her and Pepper actually got along pretty well, I would even go so far as to say they were friends, Keira like me, took absolutely no shit from her, and Pepper respected her for it. Only difference was Pepper hardly ever gave it back like she did for me.

When Stella came out to greet her Keira gave her a big wet kiss on the cheek while I shook hands with Brian. The two absolutely adored each other and I could hardly get a word in half the time when they were together. Having said that, they more than made up for it when it counted.

So anyway, Brian, like most normal guys was completely in awe of her and turned into a stuttering mess when she came close. You would think having a girlfriend as good looking as Keira would have given him a bit of a chance, apparently not so.

Pepper just gave him the breezy detachment she was so good at. We unpacked the rest of my loot, including my diving gear which I stroked lovingly as I shoved it into the cupboard.

Stella chuckled, ‘You and your diving stuff, you’re so weird.’

I knew it, ‘When I finally get you in the water with me you’ll understand.’

‘Well you’ve gotten me wet enough times!’ she said, holding up her hand, ‘come on, that was a good one right?’

I gave her an obligatory high five, ‘Yep, ten points, but you’re still coming diving with me whether you like it or not.’

‘I’m still scared a shark is going to eat me.’ she sighed, ‘But just for you I might consider it.’

I showed Keira and Brian around, well since there was only three bedrooms and the living room I more pointed because we didn’t need to walk that far.

I was cooking dinner tonight for everyone. Stella had vowed to help although she was a bit of a train wreck in the kitchen. So was Pepper, who claimed it was beneath but just couldn’t do it. Being smart and making a good pasta don’t seem to go hand in glove.

Stella I think there was a bit of hope for her though, she wanted to learn and she was so cute when she got all flustered if the toast popped and the oven beeped at the same time I never got tired of having her around. Over the last six months I had been picking Mom’s brain to try and get all the knowledge I could before I was out on my own.

As a result I had been doing most of the family’s culinary duties for a while. Tonight I was being pretty ambitious and was making a duck linguini with garlic butter, baby capers, mushroom and tomato. I had to go down and get some duck but Stella and I had got the rest of the ingredients last night.

Everyone but Pepper came down to the shops with me and we had a bit of a drive around town to see what it was like while we did. I didn’t bother to check out the campus, I was going to be spending the next few years at Stanford so there was no point in rushing.

When we were done we opened up the slab of beer that Keira had brought down, courtesy of my parents. I had put them in the freezer before we left and a nice chilled Heineken was just what the doctor ordered.

‘Here’s to your new place.’ Keira held up her drink.

We all did the cheers thing and I looked at the clock, I really needed to get started.

Stella helpfully boiled the water while I char grilled up the cut pieces of duck, she then managed to cut up the tomatoes without doing any damage to anyone, yep, she was definitely getting better.

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Dinner was a great success. Even Pepper sat back and burped with contentment after she was done, Stella managed to get through two gigantic bowls and Brian got a fair bit into his mouth in between staring at the three beauties he was surrounded by.

Poor fella.

We played drinking games and chatted around the table, (well Brian didn’t drink, he had to drive home) and just generally enjoyed life. A lot of people are stoked to be out of home, to be able to do this stuff without parents around. I, on the other hand, missed mine already.

Having skipped the hating adults stage of my life I had gotten closer to the two of them every year and suddenly being away from the family didn’t seem like a great idea at all. I don’t know what I would have done if Stella hadn’t decided to come to Stanford with me.

She did though, so there was no point dwelling on it.

I could tell Keira was getting a bit distressed as the night wore on, our time was slipping away. When she went home tomorrow night with mom and Dad we probably wouldn’t see each other for at least another two months.

It was about midnight when Keira ushered Brian out the door. He was quite evidently crushed to have to leave them, and I swear he got a boner when Stella gave him a hug goodbye.

I shook his hand and when everyone else was out of earshot I squeezed it hard and told him if anything happened to my sister while I was away I was going to hold him personally responsible.

He gulped, I think he was remembering when I choked Tyr out in front of him, because he sort of stammered out something along the lines of keeping her safe. When Keira came over I put on a big smile, I didn’t like playing the tough brother in front of her or the girls, it was a bit toolish, but I had to do it anyway.

Keira saw him out.

When she got back in the house Pepper folded her arms, ‘I suppose the evening is over now?’

Keira looked at me pleadingly.

‘Yeah, I think it’s time for bed.’ I said.

‘And I guess we won’t be making up the spare bedroom for the other Michel?’ she continued.

I shook my head. This was actually the one thing that Pepper didn’t jibe us about, she and Stella were the only ones who knew our secret, but she seemed to respect it for some reason.

‘I’ll be up in half an hour.’ Stella said. ‘You two probably have a lot to talk about.’

We walked slowly upstairs and Keira shut the door behind her and slumped against it. ‘I’m not ready for this, I don’t want to be apart.’

I moved closer to her, enfolding her in my arms. ‘It’s not for so long, and we can talk on the phone if we have to.’ It was supposed to be a joke but she didn’t find it funny.

Keira just started sobbing, ‘I know I’m being dumb, but for my whole life it’s always been the two of us, now you’re off here and I just feel lost.’

I kissed her hair and breathed in the scent of her, trying to capture the moment, ‘I wish there was an easy fix, but you’ll be here next year and you can move in with us, and then things will be back the way they used to be.’

‘Just a year.’ She said softly, trying to reassure herself.

She leant up her face and we kissed softly, normally Keira and I were playful when we fooled around, we were both aware of how dangerous romance was for a forbidden love like ours, so we had been trying to keep our physical relationship somewhat detached from our emotional connection.

This was not one of those occasions though, and she touched my face tenderly as she guided me to the bed. When the back of my legs touched it and I sat, she lifted her top off and wriggled out of her jeans.

I stripped off and lifted the covers.

She shivered slightly as the cold material touched her bare skin but her body was hot against mine. Our mouths met again, lips brushing one another as I ran my hands down her sides, across her hips to her butt. I cupped her cheeks and moved my hand around in front of her.

Keira spread her legs slightly as I massaged her crotch with my fingers, opening her to her liquid core. Her hand encircled my rod and gripped it tightly, almost possessively as she stroked me.

I started to move my mouth away from the kiss to I could go down on her, but she held my head and rolled under me. with my Johnson still in her hand she guided me inside her. She was slick with desire and I slotted easily into her tight pussy. When I bottomed out she sighed with satisfaction and looked up at me, finally breaking the kiss.

‘Goddamit I’m going to miss this.’ She said.

I slid halfway out and eased back in, ‘Me too.’

She groaned and arched up, moving her hips to urge me on. I propped myself up and pushed in as deep as I could. We made love slowly and tenderly it was probably more than half an hour but Stella had apparently given us more time.

When I came it was deep inside her and she cried out loud enough that the girls probably heard her downstairs.

We were lying in bed when Stella knocked softly at the door.

She poked her head in and Keira smiled, ‘Come on in, I’m going to miss you almost as much.’

Stella crawled in with us so Keira was in the middle. Keira turned around so she could cuddle with my girlfriend, ‘So jealous of you right now.’ She sighed.

My sister was a tough kid though, I knew it was hurting her but she was strong and she had said what she needed to. Keira was a lot like me in that respect, she was about as open and honest as a person could get, but some things she just didn’t know how to approach so she chose to stay silent on it.

The truth was, no matter how much we didn’t like it, we were going to be apart and no amount of talking about it was going to change that fact. Better for us to enjoy the time we had left. And since it was probably the last chance the three of us were going to get for a while, my two favourite girls had every intention of doing so.

In fact, they had begun to do so as I was thinking about the whole living apart thing. Keira had Stella’s clothes off already and the two girls were caressing each other’s bodies. I felt Stella’s other hand creep behind her and wrap around my shaft. While the slipped her fingers into Keira’s cum drenched pussy she simultaneously stroked me.

Stella let me go for long enough to slide her hands down Keira’s hips and roll her tongue over her opening. Keira groaned and opened her legs, Stella grinned as she licked my cream from my sister. It was unbelievably hot, the two had developed a bit of a penchant for my jizz, and shared whenever they could.

Keira twisted around and sucked me into her mouth, her tongue wrapped around my mushroom head and her full lips enclosed me. As it slid in and out of her mouth, coated with her saliva I tried to reach over and finger Stella but the angle just wasn’t going to work so I just gave up and had to settle for cupping her breasts.

This was fine for me, but I felt bad for her, being the only one not getting any after being deprived of our last session so I moved behind her and gently spread her lips apart, thrusting my tongue into her. She moaned and pushed back, her cries were muffled against Keira’s snatch as I fisted the captain and guided him into her tunnel of love.

With my hands on Stella’s hips I thrust deep into her, she rocked back and forth, she wrapped her arms around Keira’s legs so as I pumped she didn’t need to move her face away. Keira was getting close and I could see the outline of the muscles on her stomach flex as she leant forward, watching, almost mesmerised as the dark haired beauty brought her to orgasm. Stella was having trouble keeping her focus, so caught up was she in the fucking I was giving her, so I slowed right down and let her concentrate on her task.

Holding her steady I eased right out so just my tip was buried inside her, I stayed there for a while, teasing both of us before I pushed back in at the exact same time Keira exploded. She grabbed Stella’s head and pulled her in, my girlfriend grinned as Keira ground her hips into her.

When she had finished she collapsed backwards and Stella rolled onto her back so she could look at me. She reached up and touched my face, ‘I’m close too.’ She said unnecessarily.

I already knew that, and I folded my legs under her, so her butt was sort of resting on my ankles, it was a new trick I had learned. The angle it gave meant that I rubbed just the right spot. Keira had recovered now, and she ran her tongue across the connection between Stella and I.

Stella spasmed and lurched forward, squeezing me tight before collapsing backwards.

I kissed Stella, then Keira and moved gently off the dark haired beauty and back to Keira.
I eased back inside her and resumed my rhythm while Stella and her made out. It was good sex, but it felt a bit disconnected, I guess it was the melancholy of knowing it couldn’t last.

I had been spoiled and I knew it, but all good things come to an end.

Afterwards the three of us laying panting for breath. Keira had her face buried into my chest and refused to look at me. Stella moved over so she was on Keira’s other side and hugged her around the waist.

We barely moved for the whole night, somewhere in between Stella and my hands found each other, but we both held my sister. I think both of us wanted her to know that we loved her and we weren’t leaving her behind.

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In the morning Keira was back to her normal bright self, we had said out goodbyes in our own way, and she knew I would be back for the holidays, or she would be here. Pepper was still in bed when we got up so I cooked breakfast. Mom and Dad were due down soon, we were going to go out for lunch and they would take Keira back in the afternoon.

Brian hadn’t called, he was probably peeved Keira didn’t want him to stay the night with her, but she didn’t seem fazed, he would always be back when it came to her, whether he wanted to or not.

Of course he did, but that was a story for another day.

Mom and Dad arrived around midday, Mom embraced the three of us, and Dad went for the manly handshake, but I pulled him in for a hug instead. He grunted in approval and hugged me back. ‘I’m proud of you son.’ He said in one of his rare moments of praise.

I grinned, ‘Why, because I hooked in with two rich chicks who can pay the rent?’

He patted my back, ‘Well I certainly didn’t see you sister trying to work a job when she got here, but you know we’re always here if you need us, right?’

I felt a rush of sentiment for my old man. ‘Yeah, Dad, I know.’

We unloaded the rest of mine and Stella’s crap and Pepper finally emerged from bed. She was like Stella, the two of them could probably walk right out of bed onto a catwalk and it wouldn’t make a difference. I had actually said to Stella on several occasions I preferred her face without makeup. She had flawless skin and thick eyelashes that didn’t need any highlighting.

Err but I was talking about Pepper. Anyway she looked good in the mornings as well, and she padded downstairs in a pair of tracksuit pants and a singlet top to greet my folks.

They invited her out to lunch with us but luckily she refused, so they, Keira, Stella and I found a coffee shop down the way where we could sit and chat. Everyone sort of avoided the topic of us not living together any more, we talked about other things, apparently my older sister, Sally, had gotten a big promotion at work and was doing really well and Dad’s work was keeping him busy.

Mom was also working part time as well to keep herself interested, apparently soccer Moms just didn’t do it for her. She was a bit of a free spirit at heart and it didn’t surprise me that talking about the touchdown your son had scored or how much you spent of your husband’s dollars on a skirt didn’t interest her.

She said when she told them her son loved diving and sharks and fighting they looked at her strange and she got offended. That was my mom, she would defend me to the end.

Anyhow, as usual it was great to spend time with my family, and it was a sad affair when night fell and they were heading back home. Keira was dry eyed as she held me before Dad had to guide her off by the shoulder. I waited in the doorway until the car was out of sight, my sister’s face was pressed up against the window the whole time.

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