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  • A Swinging Lifestyle, chapter 2

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    Strip poker and group sex. We thought we had invented it.

    The four of us tried to get together at least twice a month after our first encounter with four-way sex. We had given up strip poker as too slow. We wanted to get down to sucking and fucking much more quickly, but we still liked the way the luck of the draw directed the action so we played high card–low card stuff a lot. One of our favorites was two-on-one, where the lucky person with the high card got to be worked over for five minutes by the two of the opposite sex. Bob’s hair trigger was a little bit of a problem at first, but after a few meetings either Sandy or Linda solved it by sucking him off as soon as they started double teaming him. That settled him down, and he always seemed able to keep a really stiff hard-on afterward.

    Bob and I really liked watching the two women get it on together, and they never seemed to get enough of it. We were always talking them into putting on a show for us, and we really liked the result because after a few minutes of eating each other’s pussy they were horny as a pair of animals in heat.

    One night Bob and I noticed the two ladies off in the corner whispering to each other and smiling a lot. Just as I was about to ask what was going on, Linda said that instead of them putting on a show for us, we were going to entertain them. I completely missed the message because I asked what they had in mind, and this silly grin spread across both of their faces. Linda said that she had a video she wanted us all to watch, and then Bob and I were going to imitate it.

    The movie started out with a couple fucking, but within a few seconds the woman’s husband walked in and caught them. Instead of beating the guy up, he took his dick out of his pants and told the other guy that he was going to get two for the price of one and promptly stuck his cock in the guy’s mouth. Then I got the message. The women were getting really turned on watching a guy suck a cock, and kept telling Bob and I how much it would turn them on to see us do it. Sandy said that she never dreamed that she would like eating pussy until she tasted one, and she was sure we would end up enjoying bi sex just as much as she and Linda did.

    When we looked back at the movie, the husband had his clothes off too, and the two guys were going 69 while the wife tried to play with both pair of balls at the same time. Linda picked up the deck of cards and said “Low card sucks.” and had each of us draw. I flipped mine over, a seven, and I was sure I’d be on my knees first, but Bob turned over a five. I had wanted to try sucking a cock for a long time but had never worked up enough nerve to say it, so this was perfect for me. Somebody else was making me do it. Just thinking about it was making my cock throb and drip precum.

    Bob took a little coaxing, and I had to promise to do it too after he took his turn, but eventually Linda got him on his knees in front of me while she knelt beside him. She played with my dick a little, and then put his hand on it and had him stroke it, and she held his hand around the shaft as she sucked the head for a few seconds. Before he had a chance to change his mind, she took it out of her mouth and put it in his and started coaching him on how to suck it properly. He really wasn’t doing that good of a job, but after a little bit he seemed to be getting into it, and his cock stayed hard the whole time which seemed like a pretty good indicator he was enjoying it. I couldn’t wait for my turn.

    Bob finally pulled away and said that his jaws were getting tired, and besides it was my turn, wasn’t it? Linda kept telling him how much it turned her on seeing him with a cock in his mouth as she had him stand in front of me. I had already gotten on my knees, and Sandy was right there beside me. She took my hand to Bob’s cock like Linda had done with Bob, and for the first time in my life I felt how neat it was to have somebody else’s hard cock in my hand. I felt all over it lightly, and I even played with his balls. I’m sure his cock felt the same to the woman as mine did, but it felt completely different to me. It was a fantastic turn on.

    I didn’t wait for Sandy to tell me. I opened my mouth and guided the head of his cock past my lips, and I licked the drop of precum off the tip as it went in, then I closed my mouth around the shaft right behind the head and just felt and tasted. I ran my tongue around the flared rim of the head and across the slit at the tip, and I just couldn’t believe how soft and silky it was while being so hard and stiff just under the skin. I pushed it as far into my mouth as I could without making myself gag, and then I closed my lips tightly around the shaft and tried to fuck it with my mouth. I had only gotten in about five or six strokes when I realized that Bob hadn’t cum yet as he tried to pull away saying “I’m gonna cum.”

    I almost let him pull out, but then I grabbed the back of his legs and sucked even harder. As much as I had liked the taste of cum when I got some from Sandy I sure wasn’t about to let this opportunity pass. When Sandy realized that I was going to let him cum in my mouth she told me not to swallow all of it, to save some for her. I knew she was refering to the way she had given me tastes of Bob’s cum when nobody else knew. Linda kept telling him to fill my mouth with cum, and she was getting really turned on. I felt his cock swell up even more, then twitch a couple of times, and then he started to cum. I tasted it a little bit as I held my tongue lightly on the slit, then I felt three or four spurts before I had to swallow to keep it from leaking out of my mouth, which would have been a waste. Being a guy I knew how sensitive the head of your cock gets as you finish shooting a load, so I just held the head in my mouth and stroked the shaft with my hand until his contractions slowed and stopped. Then I milked the rest of his cum into my mouth and turned to kiss Sandy. I still had a fair amount of cum in my mouth, and the two of us stirred it with our tongues for a while before she sucked it into her mouth and swallowed it. I really liked having a cock in my mouth while it came, and the taste and thick texture were incredibly sensual. I knew I’d want to do it again.

    Linda and Sandy were both so turned on by what they saw that our session went on for several more hours before they finally ran out of gas. Bob and I ran out before them, which isn’t surprising, so the two of them went 69 until they were both exhausted. It turned out that we had found another variation which would become a regular part of our meetings, and we were eagerly looking for more.


  • The Unicorn Farm [re-post]

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    There’s a reason why fantasy art shows gorgeous, curvy, half-dressed women cuddling up with unicorns. Hint: it’s not to keep warm.

    This story is stand-alone, but it has some hooks into another one of my stories “The Nymph, the Sorceress, and the Unicorn.” This story takes place long after that story has finished. You don’t have to read that story first, but you might understand a few of the references if you do.

    Chapter 1

    Sophia shook her head as she drove down the driveway in the late afternoon sunlight. What the hell had Charlotte, her only daughter, gotten herself into, and how had she managed to convince Harper, Sophia’s only sister, to go along?

    A unicorn farm? Really? There was no such thing as a fucking unicorn. This was beyond stupid.

    She picked today to make a visit because Harper was out of town, so Sophia would have a chance to talk to her daughter alone, one-on-one, and disavow her of this crazy idea. Then she could work on her sister. Hopefully once they sold the ranch they could get back most of what they put into it.

    Unicorns. Right.

    She pulled up in front of the ranch house and climbed out. The house was low-slung and well-maintained, fancy even. It was long and looked like it had a wing in the back. The house alone must be worth a fortune. Beyond the house was a barn, and beyond that a pasture that was obscured by the buildings.

    Charlotte stepped out of the house and and hugged her mother. Charlotte was young and slender, only 23 and still had her youthful figure with tiny tits that had barely erupted and a slender, lithe body. She wore riding tights and boots, and a blouse. She was in contrast to her mother, who was twenty-one years her senior and had filled out, with big mom-tits and wide hips accentuating a still-narrow waist. She had worn a no-nonsense pair of jeans and a spaghetti tank that clung to her top half tightly.

    “Mom, it’s so good to see you,” Charlotte said. “I’m so glad you could finally come out to see the ranch. It’s too bad you missed Harper, she had to be out of town a few nights for a couple of work things she was still cleaning up from her old job.”

    “It’s good to see you too,” Sophia said, nodding vaguely, smiling at her daughter. She loved Charlotte, but her child always had a habit of going off on wild hairs, and this seemed like another one of those.

    The women brought Sophia’s bags into the ranch house. The house was as beautiful inside as it was outside and Sophia had to bite her tongue, wondering how much this had cost her daughter and her sister. This was insane. Sophia and Harper had both inherited some money from their parents, and Sophia had used some of it to get a small retirement nest egg started, and had spent the rest paying for Charlotte’s Bachelor’s and MBA degrees. Ugh – she could have skipped college if this was how she was spending the rest of her life.

    The guest room was beautiful with a huge antique bed frame and a chest that looked like it might have been mahogany. The décor was perfect. Every little touch made Sophia cringe a more inside as the dollars added up in her head.

    Finally, when she had unpacked a few things, Sophia returned to the main part of the house where Charlotte waited.

    “So, do you want the tour?” Charlotte asked, with a big smile – a smile that only served to irritate her mother further. But Sophia swallowed her irritation and smiled back.

    “I really want to see the unicorns,” Sophia said, trying to sound upbeat and cheerful.

    “Sure, mom,” Charlotte replied. “Let’s go.”

    Charlotte opened a back door from the ranch and they stepped out onto a deck. There was a backyard between the house and the barn (including a brand new pool – another expense that made Sophia cringe) and a pasture beyond, though the barn obstructed most of the view. Sophia had to admit, the extent to which her daughter was carrying the ruse was impressive. Did she not think her mother knew that unicorns weren’t real?

    Sophia knew the moment of truth was coming. Any second this fantasy would fall apart and she would confront her daughter, forcing her to admit that this unicorn ranch idea was bullshit. She steeled her nerves.

    Then they rounded the corner of the barn and Sophia gasped.

    Standing in the pasture beyond were three white, gleaming horses that practically glowed. One had a huge nearly two-foot-long horn on his head. The second had only about a foot or so of horn. The third had only a knob a few inches long. The three looked at them passively, but their horns glowed a pale pink.

    “Oh, look!” Charlotte cried. “Dream has shed his horn!” She slipped between the rails of the fence and picked up a two-foot-long piece of ivory from the grass, returning to where her mother stood. She handed it to Sophia.

    “Unicorn ivory is so rare, this alone should fetch about $50K. They shed their horns four times a year. Three unicorns should bring in well over a half a mil annually.”

    Sophia was beside herself. What the hell?

    The unicorns were clustering around Charlotte now, she petted each one’s forelock and hugged them in turn, pressing her tiny tits against their necks. Their horns were glowing a pale purple. Sophia guessed the colors of their horns meant something, but she wasn’t sure.

    “This is Arrow,” she said, hugging the unicorn with the long horn that was almost as long as the one that had been laying on the ground.

    “This is Wind,” she said, rubbing the head of the unicorn with a medium-sized, still-growing horn.

    “And this good boy is Dream,” she said, hugging the unicorn with just a nub of a horn.

    The magical horses were close enough to Sophia that she could smell them. They had a combination of a flowery smell, like lilac and jasmine, along with an underlying earthy scent that was sensual and feral. The smell was intoxicating, exciting, even arousing. Sophia gulped, feeling her skin flush and a blush creep up from her breasts to her neck and onto her face.

    “Come on, mom,” Charlotte said. “Come into the pen and meet the boys.”

    Sophia was glad Charlotte was distracted by the unicorns to notice her blushing. She gulped and slipped between the rails of the fence. Immediately, the medium-sized horned unicorn disengaged from the clutch around Charlotte and approached Sophia. The purple of his horn had turned darker and was more pronounced.

    “Wind is the friendliest,” Charlotte said. “He’ll love you to death.” She added a wink that was a smidge more than cute. It was almost dirty.

    The blush that had been haunting Sophia’s face flushed even more at the undertones of her daughter’s remark. What the hell?

    Wind was now nuzzling Sophia’s ear. She reached up and ran her hand down the unicorn’s flanks. His body was rippled with muscles under his skin. His fur was soft – insanely soft for a horse – and his tail and mane were like silk threads. Sophia couldn’t resist herself, she wrapped her arms around his neck, hugging him, pressing her chest against Wind’s shoulder. She closed her eyes and drank deeply of his floral musk. She could feel her thong under her jeans getting damp – or rather damper – but she didn’t care. This animal was…amazing.

    She pulled back and Wind ran his tongue down the side of her neck, then across her shoulder, and finally down into her cleavage. Sophia fought back a gasp and pushed the unicorn away, lifting his head to her face and kissing his nose. He licked her face. She noticed that his horn was a bright purple.

    Sophia moved beside Wind and ran her hands down his body again. For the first time (or at least the first time she would admit to herself) she noticed the creature’s cock. It seemed like it was partially erect, and was long and pink and exuded a flowery fragrance all its own – like roses. Sophia had never been into bestiality or sex with animals, and a normal horse would never have caught her eye. But these unicorns, there was something special about them. They were sensual and erotic. Magical in the literal sense of the word.

    Charlotte’s phone rang and she walked back towards the house while talking. Arrow and Dream were watching her go. The other two unicorns partially blocked Charlotte’s view of her mother and Wind, had she turned back. Sophia looked up at her daughter, glanced down at the unicorn cock, and, seeing that Charlotte was still turned away, reached down and gently ran her finger tips lightly down the eighteen-inch-and-growing unicorn meat.

    Wind reached his head back and again ran his tongue down into Sophia’s substantial cleavage. This time she didn’t argue, and Wind got bolder, licking her breasts through her thin tank. Sophia’s nipples were hard and poking against the fabric, and Wind licked them, then nibbled at them through her top. She could see his horn was bright purple. She didn’t know for sure what that meant, but she could guess.

    Sophia glanced up at the house in time to see Charlotte disappear inside. She pulled her top down, letting her big mom tits tumble free. Wind’s tongue was ridiculously soft and gentle as it licked her wide aureoles and long nipples. Sophia moaned. This was wrong, but it was so right.

    She looked down at Wind’s cock that was now at least two feet long with a thin streamer of pre-come slipping from the wide tip. It looked beautiful, clean, inviting, and so fucking hot.

    Sophia looked over at the house. Still no sign of Charlotte. She swallowed hard and then ran her fingers along Wind’s giant shaft of meat. It throbbed under her fingertips. It was firm and hot, almost steaming. It was amazing.

    Her fingers reached the tip and a fresh glob of pre-come slid out. She let it slide onto her hand and pulled it up to her lips. It was salty but with a sweet undertone. Sweet, like everything about the unicorns.

    She stared down at the cock. She wanted to run her tongue down the shaft, pull it into her mouth, suck out every drop of come Wind could give her. She wanted that cock. In her mouth, in her cunt…but most of all in her ass. She couldn’t take it all, no human woman could possible take that entire behemoth, but she could probably take the first nine or ten inches.

    She didn’t have any lube with her, but she had some petroleum jelly back in her cosmetic bag. She glanced towards the barn. Maybe there was something in there she could use. But she needed to get cleaned up first, didn’t she? But this was a horse…would a unicorn even care if she was a little less than fresh?

    Sophia skulked into the barn and glanced around. On a workbench sat a bottle of motor oil. Fuck it, any port in a storm. She grabbed it and slipped back out to the pasture. Wind had moved near the entrance to the barn, and they were completely out of sight of the house. Sophia gulped and looked down at Wind’s cock. It was long, pink, and pulsating. The rose smell was almost overpowering.

    She ran her fingers up the length of Wind’s meat. It made her even wetter. She knelt down, set the bottle of oil on the ground, and stroked the flared unicorn cock, pulling it to her lips and teasing the tip with her tongue. The pre-come tasted faintly like vanilla. It was delicious.

    She pulled the unicorn cock between her bare breasts, squeezing her big, soft mom-tits around the throbbing horse cock. Wind let out a sound that could only have been pleasure. Sophia moaned, then pulled the big, flared cock head to her lips. She ran her tongue over the tip and opened her mouth, taking the flared head inside. God that was so fucking hot. She absolutely had to get that thing up her ass.

    She pushed her jeans and thong around her ankles and reached for the bottle of motor oil. She unscrewed the cap and was about to pour some out into her hand when her own phone rang loudly in her pocket, breaking the spell. She pulled it out. Telemarketer. She cursed and tossed it in the grass, then looked back up at the pulsating pink cock in front of her face, her other hand still stroking it absently. The bottle of motor oil, uncapped, still sat in the grass, and her jeans were pushed down to her ankles.

    Having a moment of clarity, Sophia gasped. What the HELL was she thinking? She yanked her hand back, rose to her feet, and pulled up her jeans.

    Wind, realizing the game was up, pulled back and trotted over to stand next to the other two unicorns. All three now turned and stared at Sophia. There was a look on their faces that bothered her. Like she had just failed some critical test. The purple of Wind’s horn had faded some, and the other two now had bright pink horns.

    What the fuck? She had been getting turned on by these fucking horned horses – creatures she didn’t even think existed an hour ago. This was wrong. And why did they look at her in that way?

    She took a deep breath, adjusted her top back into position, returned the oil to the barn, and slipped between the fence rails and out of the pasture. She glanced back over her shoulder one last time. Wind still had his two-foot cock throbbing underneath him, a dribble of pre-come hanging off. He looked majestic, beautiful — and incredibly hot.

    Chapter 2

    Sophia walked briskly back to the house. Her head was swimming. Unicorns were real. They were beautiful and sensual. Her daughter and sister had a farm. Unicorn ivory was rare and worth a ton.

    Their cocks were amazing.

    And, to be completely honest, the unicorns were making her horny as hell.

    Charlotte was finishing up her phone call as Sophia walked into the kitchen.

    “So, mom, what do you think?” Charlotte asked her mother.

    “Wow,” Sophia said. “I had no idea they were real.”

    “They were extinct, until recently. During the Industrial Revolution all the magical creatures that had once populated the earth slipped back through portals to a plane where no humans can despoil. A university found some of the old texts from those days and managed to open a portal into our world and invite some of the creatures to come back into it, to help us humans un-fuck our planet. Unicorns were the first creature to come through the portal. Harper happened to know one of the women who was involved in the project and convinced her to let us have a unicorn farm. They should be self-sustaining, given the price of unicorn ivory. We’re hoping to grow to a half dozen unicorns, but we’re just starting out. And we probably need at least one more more helper to handle a larger herd.”

    Charlotte paused for a second, then continued more slowly.

    “Since you’re here, and you’ve met the boys, do you think you might consider joining us? Harper and I could show you around for a couple of days. You could see the operation first-hand. It’s a lot of fun, I promise. The unicorns are easy to take care of, they’re clean, they smell delightful, and they are super-affectionate. That purple horn means they like you. The purpler it gets, the more they like you.”

    Against her will, Sophia felt a flush creep up her neck again. She could feel her nipples pointing through her thin top that was still soaked with unicorn saliva and plastered wetly to her tits. She moved to the sink, as if to get a glass of water. It gave her a moment to think. The way her daughter had said those lines about them being super-affectionate and about purple horns – there was a salacious undertone there, sort of like that remark out in the pasture. What was really going on here?

    “Maybe,” she finally said, after gulping down a couple swigs of water and splashing some on her flushed neck. “Let me think about it. It’s certainly…intriguing.”

    “Thanks for considering it, mom,” Charlotte replied, giving her a brief, unexpected peck on the lips, and hugging her. The kiss, though quick, followed in the heels of the adventure in the pasture and it sent a crazy thrill through Sophia. She knew her daughter had to feel her rock-hard nipples when they hugged, but didn’t give any outward sign.

    What the hell was going?

    Charlotte disengaged from the hug, added another peck on Sophia’s cheek, and began fixing dinner as if there was nothing out of the ordinary.

    “Tomorrow I can show you the ropes so you better understand what you are getting into,” Charlotte said casually.

    They ate a leisurely supper out on the deck, watching the sun set over the hills. After a couple of glasses of wine, Sophia excused herself to return to her room. It was dark out and the summer night had turned cool. She stripped and turned on a chilly shower, trying to wash away the crazy impulses of the day and clear her thoughts. After, she pulled on a clean (and dry) thong and a T-shirt, then lay on the covers in the dark, letting the cool summer night breeze wash over her.

    Her sleep was fitful and filled with strange dreams involving unicorns, their purple horns, and their pulsating pink cocks, along with her daughter and her sister. She awoke with her T-shirt soaked with sweat, her thong soaked with her juices, and the covers thrown to the floor.

    She glanced at her phone – it was only a few minutes after midnight, plenty of night left. Hopefully she could get some better rest. She went into the bathroom and splashed some water on her face, then peeled off her soaked shirt and lay on top of the covers in the dark in just her thong. A breeze wafted through the open windows from the direction of the barn, carrying with it the aroma of hay, aged wood, and…

    …and unicorn.

    A flush of arousal surged through her body. Unicorns and their cocks. That was all she could think about. God…

    Outside something rustled. She slipped from the bed and peered out the window. The moonlight showed the path that ran from the house to the barn. Silhouetted in the moonlight was Charlotte, wearing a light robe, walking towards the barn.

    Towards the unicorns.

    What was she doing at 12 AM going to the barn? Sophia had to know what was going on. Just because things weren’t as bad as she thought they might be, didn’t mean that her sister and daughter weren’t into something…well…immoral. And if they were, she had to put a stop to it.

    Sophia unlatched the screen and slipped out the window onto the dew-wet grass. She felt the night on her bare skin and considered going back for her T-shirt, but decided against it. This was secret, Charlotte would never know she was there. She was just going to sneak a quick peek, then come back. Nobody would be the wiser. And, she justified to herself, if she was going to join this operation, she needed to know everything that went on. EVERYTHING. So a little spying was forgivable under the circumstances, right?

    A light came on in the barn, and Sophia slipped up to a window, peering inside. Charlotte lit some kind of an incense burner, or something like that, then knelt on the floor and seemed to say a prayer. She drew a symbol in the air, then stood and turned to the magical horses, calling for them to come out from their stalls.

    Wind, the unicorn Sophia had almost given anal to earlier that day came out of his stall practically at a run, his thick, hard horse cock bouncing as he came. He rubbed his cock against Charlotte’s ass, his horn a bright purple. Sophia wondered if the poor animal had been hard all evening. She had a combination of guilt and arousal wash through her.

    Arrow and Dream emerged from their stalls. Arrow trotted forward, pressing it’s nuzzle between Charlotte’s pert little breasts, and Charlotte pulled open her robe, tossing it to the side on top of a pile of hay bails. She was nude underneath.

    It had been years since Sophia had seen her daughter naked, and she admired how trim and svelte Charlotte was. Her small breasts, slender waist, and slim hips were reminiscent of her teenage years, and her pussy was shaved bare, revealing a pair of thick meaty lips hanging down. Suddenly the memory of the quick kiss earlier that evening rocketed into Sophia’s head, unbidden and unwanted.

    Sophia wasn’t a stranger to girls, she’d had a couple in her lifetime, but the feelings her daughter’s body evoked just weren’t right. And her thoughts about the unicorns were also not right. Nothing about the scene in front of her was right. She should go in there and call it off. Enough was enough.

    But her body felt otherwise. Sophia’s cunt was drenched and her muscles quivered with tension and arousal.

    Charlotte ran her hands across Arrow’s body, moving from his head, along his stomach, to his haunches, and finally to that two-foot hard cock that was pressed against the unicorn’s body. A streamer of pre-come was sliding out from the tip in the middle of the flared head. Charlotte ran her hand along Arrow’s cock, then knelt down beside him and pulled the flared head between her lips.

    Sophia wanted order them to stop, or to go back and hide her head under her pillow, but she was mesmerized by what was going on in front of her. She slid her hand down her stomach and underneath her thong, rubbing her clit under the flimsy fabric. Grool slid down her thighs. She had barely touched herself but she was already flirting with an orgasm. God, she needed to come.

    Charlotte stroked Arrow’s two-foot-long, pulsating, beautiful pink horse cock as she pulled the tip into her mouth. Sophia had to stifle a moan as inch by inch, the long, throbbing shaft slipped between her daughter’s lips. Charlotte’s throat distended to make room for the thick, meaty pole. Deeper it went until at least a foot was inside of her throat.

    Arrow’s head was lifted up and his nostril’s were flared like he had just sensed something on the wind. A thin trickle of foam flecked his lips and sweat beaded on his blindingly white fur. His strong muscles were tight against his skin. He looked majestic and beautiful. The light breeze brought the fragrant, floral scent of unicorn arousal, mixed with a faint burning odor. It was delicious and it made her cunt throb even harder. She was edging as she fingered herself, her mom tits jiggling in the moonlight, her hard nipples like long darts.

    Inside the stable, Charlotte was pushing her throat still further down Arrow’s cock. She had taken eighteen inches and it looked like she was going for the gold. Was it even possible to deep-throat a two-foot cock – especially one as thick and meaty as Arrow’s? Apparently so, because finally Charlotte’s chin came to rest against the unicorn’s tense balls.

    Reaching back with her hand, Charlotte pulled her ass cheeks apart, revealing her asshole. Sophia was shocked how wrecked it looked. Holy shit, that must be what came from fucking horses all the time. But as much as she wanted to be horrified, Sophia had to admit – her daughter’s demolished asshole was amazingly beautiful and hot. She wanted to dive between her cheeks and eat her ass.

    But instead, Wind moved up behind Charlotte and began sliding his meat into her wrecked ass.

    Sophia was beside herself. She hated what she was doing, but she couldn’t stop. Her big mom tits jiggled and her back arched as she came to an orgasm, quickly followed by another. She closed her eyes as the pleasure washed over her, feeling the cool night air on her hot skin and her drenched bare cunt. Grool trickled down her thighs and steam rose from her body.

    She opened her eyes and peered back through the window. Charlotte was sliding her throat up and down Arrow’s horse cock, pulling out about a foot, then pushing back in, pulling out, pushing back in. At the same time, Wind was sliding his own horse meat into Charlotte’s yawning asshole. Every muscle in Wind’s body was taught as a guitar string. His eyes were closed and his head was back, nostril’s flared. He looked like he was about to come.

    So was Sophia – for the third time – she had lost her thong and had no idea where it was – and didn’t care. She just wanted to keep riding the wave. She was working her body over with three fingers in her cunt and three in her asshole, frantically striving for more body-shaking orgasms. She looked again at Charlotte just as Arrow and Wind unleashed their loads.

    The immense unicorn come shots were more than a human gullet or asshole could hold. As soon as Arrow’s balls began to pulse, thick streamers of unicorn semen shot out of Charlotte’s nose and her mouth around the huge horse cock that was buried there. She coughed then pulled back, choking out a huge unicorn oral creampie from her throat and stomach. Unicorn jizz ran down he pert little tits and puddled on the floor. Similarly, Wind was overflowing her asshole, sending his semen down Charlotte’s stomach, and across her pussy. Charlotte moaned, and Sophia moaned as she came again. It was wrong, getting off on her daughter’s unicorn threesome, but it was so hot.

    Sophia leaned back, wanting to slow down, willing herself to stroke her pussy less frantically. She took a deep breath. But unfortunately, the grass was wet with dew and her foot slipped, sending it into a metal container that was stacked next to the barn. The container fell over with a loud crash and Sophia went sprawling in the grass, hitting the back of her head on a board. She cried out. Reaching back she could feel a knot already starting to form on her skull, but thankfully no blood.

    Suddenly Charlotte, Arrow, and Wind were standing over her, her daughter still naked, the unicorns’ cocks still pulsing out semen. Charlotte’s face held a look of disappointment and betrayal.

    To her utter shock, Sophia clearly heard Wind say “Well, she’s certainly got the right spirit,” before turning around and trotting back into the barn.

    Chapter 3

    In the history of awkward ER visits, Sophia was sure she had earned a plaque in the hall of fame. She vaguely recalled holding an ice pack to the back of her head during the ride to the hospital in Charlotte’s car, the tests, the CT, the final assessment that she had miraculously avoided a concussion and just had a large bump on her head. Though probably harmless, the bump was disturbing enough that she was kept over for the evening – just to be safe. Charlotte went home to take care of poor Dream, who still needed to be “serviced”, and to get a few hours rest.

    As she lay in her hospital room alone, listening to the beeping of machines, Sophia didn’t think she had ever felt so confused, so frustrated, so humiliated, and so angry than she did at that moment. Confused about her feelings about the unicorns, frustrated by the silent treatment Charlotte had been giving her, humiliated by having been caught snooping, and angry about the whole fucked up situation.

    Her head was spinning, and combined with the frequent check-ins by the nurses, she got no sleep. By the time Charlotte arrived to bring her back to the ranch, it was almost noon. To make matters worse, Charlotte had already filled in Harper on the story and Sophia’s sister had come home on a red-eye. So instead of one set of accusatory glares, she had two pairs of irritated, sleep-deprived eyes staring at her during her discharge. Neither one said any more than they needed to complete the process.

    Finally, Sophia suffered the penultimate humiliation of the wheelchair ride to the exit. She climbed into Harper’s back seat and buckled herself in.

    “Look, I…” Sophia started once they were on the road home, but Charlotte held up her hand.

    “Mom, seriously, what the fuck?” Charlotte said. “You were spying on me. What…the…fuck.”

    “I know…I…I saw you going out to the barn late. I was curious.”

    “Curious? Curious would have been you just walking into the barn and saying ‘hi’, or even saying ‘what the fuck Charlotte’. That would have been curious. What you did was sneaky, controlling, and juvenile. Typical. I bet you came out here with the intention of talking your sister and I out of this venture, didn’t you?”

    Sophia gulped. “It had been awhile since I had seen you and Harper, so I thought it would be nice to visit you both,” she replied. “But yes, I did come here partly to try to dissuade you. I thought it was another one of your crazy schemes.”

    Silence reined in the car for a moment, then Sophia took the initiative in the conversation.

    “Okay, so what I did was wrong, and I apologize. And you’re right, I came out here with mixed motives. But that aside – what I saw through the window – you were…you were…Jesus Charlotte, you were giving one horse a BJ while the other ripped up your ass!”

    “You must have liked watching it because you were naked and I’m guessing you were playing with yourself,” her daughter shot back.

    “No, I was wearing a thong so I wasn’t completely naked.”

    “If you were wearing a thong you lost it somewhere – so yes, naked.”

    “You were having a threesome with horses!” Sophia practically yelled.

    “Unicorns, mom, not just horses,” Charlotte replied back. “There’s a huge difference.”

    “I don’t care if they were unicorns, horses, or velociraptors…you were fucking non-human creatures. That’s fucked up.” She turned to Harper. “Were you aware that your niece was having sex with these beasts?”

    This time it was Charlotte’s and Harper’s turn to look uncomfortable. They exchanged a glance. Sophia didn’t need a psyche degree to know the answer to her question. The uncomfortable, unspoken answer hovered in the air.

    Harper finally broke the silence.

    “Sis, it’s complicated. Part of the job of being a unicorn rancher is keeping the boys happy.”

    “Right…‘keeping the boys happy’ is a delightful euphemism for unicorn oral and anal,” Sophia shot back, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “Does your cootchie get to play too?”

    Charlotte broke in, her voice rising in righteous anger. “Hell yeah,” she shot back. “Every hole and any hole. It’s the best fuck I’ve ever had. It’s my favorite part of the job. I’ve taken loads of unicorn jizz in every place I can, and I’ve sucked come out of every hole Harper has. It’s amazing.”

    Sophia gasped. “Incest? Seriously?”

    “Fucking right. That’s part of this too. Unicorns have an aura about them, and they have always been tuned in to human females. Unicorns make women crazy, and women make unicorns crazy. So it just happens. Fighting the feelings only creates internal disharmony. You felt it, I know, don’t lie.”

    “But…incest AND non-human sex?”

    “Yeah, and if you want in, deal. Like you have any room to talk. Motor oil? Seriously? If your phone hadn’t rang, you were so turned on you’d have taken my unicorns in your ass dirty, without even cleaning up first. Wind filled me in. Tell me I’m wrong.”

    Charlotte stared defiantly at her mother in the back seat. Sophia shrank back.

    “I thought so,” Harper jumped in, looking at Sophia in the rear-view mirror. “You were getting off on your daughter having sex with a unicorn, so you’re halfway there. Come down off your mountaintop. But as crazy as it sounds, we’re still willing to let you come onboard to our operation if you want. It would let us bring in additional unicorns, we generally like you, and, let’s face it, you’re a hot forty-something with some gorgeous curves. The boys dig that, we do too. But no more games, no more bullshit, and no more sneaking. You are not in charge, we are. Got it?”

    Sophia gulped, emotions and thoughts rolling through her.

    Finally, she sighed and nodded. “I promise, you are in charge. Thank you.”

    “You’re welcome,” Charlotte added, then giggled, punching Harper playfully in the shoulder. “This wasn’t the way I expected this visit to go, but somehow we got there. And I’m glad too, Wind would have been really disappointed. He’s got a hankering for that ass of hers. If she’d offered it dirty with motor oil and no magical protection, we’d have probably ended up in the ER anyway.” Harper giggled too, then Sophia giggled. Finally, they all just started laughing, the tension easing from the car.

    “So Wind can talk?” Sophia asked.

    Charlotte laughed. “Yes, unicorns can talk. And these three are here of their own choice, they can go back through the portal anytime they want, so we work real hard to keep them happy.”

    “Have they always talked?” Sophia had so many questions.

    “There’s a book we have back at the house, it was a journal kept in the dark ages by three beings who worked together and became extraordinarily powerful – sorceress, a nymph, and a unicorn. Jael, Driana, and Torgard were their names. They had many exotic, erotic, and exciting adventures over several hundred years before they finally slipped through a portal and away from humanity. It explains a lot of things about unicorns – including the connection between unicorns and human/nymph/elven females.”

    Chapter 4

    Unfortunately for Sophia, she had been told to take it easy and to check with her primary care in three days before doing anything strenuous – including sex. Now that there weren’t any real secrets, there was a sexual tension between the women that started the very next morning when they sat around sipping their morning coffee. Sophia found herself looking at her daughter and her sister in ways she hadn’t before – ways she hadn’t considered, or even wanted to consider. She was potentially committing to a physical relationship with not just the unicorns, but with her daughter and sister. That was a new idea.

    She had been with women a few times, she even had a regular girlfriend for about eighteen months after her divorce. But her daughter? Her sister?

    As she followed them to watch and learn while they did their chores, she found herself noticing how her daughter’s tights clung to her tight calf and ass muscles. How her sister’s medium-sized breasts swayed as she worked. They were both incredibly beautiful and sensual – way more than she remembered either being. Definitely the influence of the unicorns.

    Then there were Wind, Arrow, and Dream. They were big, strong and muscular. Their bodies moved with a fluidity and grace that was smooth and erotic. They smelled delightful. And all three had big, pink cocks hanging below them that seemed to be perpetually in a state of slightly-aroused.

    By the middle of the afternoon, Sophia was so enervated from being around these sensuous people and unicorns that she felt like she was going to explode. She excused herself, claiming a headache, went to her room and masturbated frantically, then took a cold shower. Afterwards, she lay on her bed in just a towel, staring at the ceiling, frustration tinging every breath. Her stroking left her unsatisfied. She just wanted a unicorn cock, or – God help her – her own daughter’s ass…

    After dinner, as they sat out on the deck finishing their wine, Sophia felt like she had to ask the question that was pounding in her brain.

    “Are you guys going to be, you know, ‘keeping the boys happy’ tonight?” she asked, looking down at her wine glass.

    Though she didn’t look in her direction, she could feel Charlotte’s eyes boring into her.

    “You’re under doctor’s orders. Why do you ask?”

    Sophia gulped. “I was just thinking…if it was okay with you…I’d like to…you know…continue learning about how the ranch operates…like…watching…”

    There was a long pause, and when Sophia dared a glance upwards, she could see Charlotte and Harper looking at both frowning.

    Finally Harper replied. “If we say no, are you going to sneak down and watch surreptitiously?”

    “No,” Sophia replied. “I promise not to.”

    “Good. Prove it. Behave tonight and maybe – MAYBE – tomorrow night you can watch.”

    Sophia just nodded.

    About 8:30, Charlotte and Harper went over to the barn in their robes. Sophia sat on the couch trying to watch a movie on Hulu but it wasn’t doing much for her. All she could think about was what was going on outside. Just the mere thought of it left her slit drenched and her nipples pushing hard against her top. She slid her hand down inside her shorts and rubbed her clit. God she was horny. It was making her crazy.

    She thought of sneaking out again, but knew that wouldn’t fly. They would be checking for her. All she could do was sit here and play with herself. It only took a few more strokes until she came in an yet another unsatisfying orgasm.

    Harper and Charlotte came back in about a half hour after they left.

    “The boys were fired up tonight and came quick,” Charlotte said.

    Harper, who was trailing, stepped into the room. She was nude and her hand was down in front of her cunt, as if she was protecting it from something.

    “They sent you a gift,” she added. Harper slowly approached her sister, a devious smile on her face. “But before I can give you this gift, they need to know something.”

    “What,” asked Sophia, perplexed.

    “They need to know if you’re in,” Harper said, bending down so her face was just inches from her sister’s. “All in, 100% in, no more of this ‘I need to think about it’ garbage. Are you in, completely, totally, unreservedly? Are you committed to a relationship with the unicorns, with your daughter, and with me. Are you in?”

    Sophia gulped. She could feel the unicorn pheromones wafting off of Harper’s nude body. Harper’s skin was flushed and a sheen of sweat made it glow. She smelled sweetly of unicorn, unicorn semen, sweat, arousal, and pussy juice.

    “Well?” Harper prodded, her lips inches from Sophia’s. “It’s now or never.”

    Charlotte peeled off her robe and knelt on the couch, her lips so close to Sophia’s ear she could feel her daughter’s hot breath on the lobe.

    “Come on, mom,” Charlotte whispered, pressing her tiny, pert little tits against her mother’s arm. “Say yes, say you’re in. Do it for yourself, you know you want to. Just surrender, it’ll be amazing.”

    Sophia knew it was time to commit. Still, the idea of taking a cock that huge was daunting, and the idea of sex with her daughter and sister was also a little off-putting. But with Harper hovering in front of her, her perfect breasts dangling just above Sophia’s knees, was there any doubt? With Charlotte’s rock hard nipples drilling into her biceps, was there any question? Of course she would. She was in.

    “Yes,” Sophia whispered. “I want this more than I have ever wanted anything in my life. As soon as the doctors clear me, I am all in.”

    “Of course you are,” Harper said softly, kissing her sister on the lips. Sophia could taste the unicorn jizz as their tongues intertwined. Charlotte eased Sophia’s top down and began flicking her tongue across her hard nipples, gently squeezing Sophia’s big, pendulous mom-tits. Sophia moaned.

    Harper stood on the couch and straddled her sister, hovering her hand-covered crotch in front of Sophia.

    “Open your mouth,” Harper said. Sophia paused, but complied. Harper moved her body forward and removed her hand. A thick unicorn creampie cascaded from her cunt down into Sophia’s mouth. The rose-and-vanilla-flavored semen was delicious and was mixed with Harper’s own juices. It was delightful. There was so much of it that Sophia couldn’t swallow fast enough and the extra ran down her chin and across her big mom tits. Sophia leaned forward and pressed her lips against her sister’s gaping, unicorn-abused pussy, licking her meaty labia, teasing the man in the boat. Harper moaned and closed her eyes. Sophia slipped her tongue deep into Harper’s snatch, then pressed her lips against her gaping cunt and sucked, trying to pull out every drop of unicorn juice she could. Harper moaned again and leaned forward against the wall, rubbing her clit as her sister sucked on her yawning cunt.

    Sophia pulled a lobe of prolapsed cunt flesh into her mouth and Harper moaned again, pulling back, causing a fresh load of unicorn semen to dump from her cavernous vagina. A second later, her unicorn-cock-ruined snatch gaped even wider and her cervix slipped out slightly. The muscular ring was gaped and a second later a gush of unicorn semen slipped thickly from Harper’s womb.

    Sophia licked and sucked, pulling out mouthful after mouthful of unicorn semen, but still more cascaded across her big mom-tits. There was a slight tinge of blood to the jizz, but Sophia didn’t care, she was just taken away by the magic of the experience. Unicorns were amazing. Unicorns were beautiful. Unicorns were her life from now on.

    Sophia’s daughter continued to lick up the excess from her big, soft tits, though her pendulous mounds were still coated in it. Then Charlotte ran her tongue down her mother’s stomach and started licking and sucking Sophia’s drenched cunt through her tights. It only took a moment of her daughter’s ministrations before a fresh orgasm wafted through her body.

    Charlotte pulled her mother’s tights down and went to work directly on her pussy while Harper devoured Sophia’s semen-drenched mom tits. Sophia could barely contain herself, she thought she was going to scream. And when Charlotte slipped three fingers into her mother’s asshole that was all Sophia could take. She did scream, arching her back and coming in a crushing, satisfying orgasm. As the waves subsided, Charlotte kissed her mother on the lips, leaving the taste of Sophia’s own cunt juice. Harper did the same.

    “See what being a good girl gets you. Keep behaving and maybe tomorrow night you can watch.”

    Chapter 5

    That night was the first since her arrival at the ranch that Sophia slept soundly. She still was frustrated, but there was something soothing about the unicorn semen that helped her relax. She slipped into a deep sleep-deprived coma. She woke up the next day feeling relaxed and calm and nowhere near as sexually deprived as she had been. She felt like she was not only more satisfied, but that she had just passed a major test. She had been trustworthy and kept to her word.

    As they were having breakfast, they were chatting about the unicorns, and Sophia asked a question.

    “Do you have soirees with the unicorns every night?” she asked. “It seems like every evening you are out in the barn or the pasture.”

    “Not usually,” Charlotte replied. “But right now they sense a new girl is getting ready to join the team, and they are restless and horny. Once you get cleared by the doctors and can get into the mix, they’ll calm right down.”

    “How do your bodies stretch and expand to take those huge unicorn cocks?” she asked. “That seems impossible. Even seeing your stretched pussies and asses, I don’t see how you can take it.”

    “Have you read any of that book I gave you about Jael, Driana, and Torgard?” Harper asked.

    “Just the first chapter.”

    “Read more, it will become clearer. But simply put, the unicorns are magical so they alter the bodies of the women who take them inside. Plus, Jael and Driana cast special spells on all the unicorns who come through the gate to enhance this effect. Not only that, in his natural magical state, a unicorn can drive his cock entirely through a woman’s body without harming her. But for some reason, that magic seems to slip away once they come back through the portal. We don’t know why, but we hope that restriction wears off eventually. I want to take a unicorn cock in my ass and have it come out my mouth.”

    After breakfast, Charlotte went to a personal appointment and Harper had to run into town to do some errands, leaving Sophia at odds. She declined to accompany her sister, which she knew made her suspicious, but Sophia reassured her.

    “The past few days have been intense. I just want a little time alone,” she said.

    “Understood. You should probably stay away from the boys, though,” Harper replied. “You’ll only agitate them more, and drive yourself crazy in the process.”

    Sophia agreed. Once Harper had left, she stood on the back porch, gazing across the field at the distant unicorns. She wanted them so badly, but she knew she would be betraying her sister’s and daughter’s trust if she went anywhere near them. So she just shook her head and walked off into the woods in the opposite direction from the pasture. Harper had said they owned over a hundred acres of forest, so there was plenty to wander in. She just started walking aimlessly away from the house – and the unicorns.

    After about a half hour of walking she came to a small brook that gurgled through the forest. She sat down on the bank and stared blankly into the rushing water. After a few moments she felt her eyes getting heavy. She lay back and drifted off to sleep.

    She wasn’t sure how long she had been asleep, but something brought her awake. She didn’t open her eyes, but she knew intuitively that someone – or something – was in the forest with her. She could hear breathing nearby.

    She tried to keep her breathing calm and steady. Who was this person? Were they going to hurt her? Could she outrun them? Did they know she was awake?

    “You might as well open your eyes,” a familiar, sensual, male voice said. “I know you’re awake.”

    Sophia opened her eyes and sat up. Wind stood a few feet away from her, his face wet like he had just been drinking from the stream.

    “Your sister and daughter would lose their shit if they saw us talking,” Wind said, chuckling. “So we won’t tell them.”

    “I…I…I can’t do anything…um…you know…until I get that bump on my head checked again. You know…I hit it when…”

    Wind laughed again, softly, his voice sounding like the breeze through the forest on an autumn day. “I was there, remember? There’s a lot more to a relationship between girls and unicorns than just sex, though that’s part of it. So let’s have a truce for a little bit – I won’t try to fuck you and you don’t try to fuck me. Deal?”

    Sophia nodded. Wind lay down on the ground next to her, allowing her to lean back and rest her shoulders and head gently on his stomach. She gazed up at the trees and the blue sky beyond.

    The unicorn pheromones, though still there, were muted and less insistent. She felt she could actually think clearly around Wind for the first time. She liked how she felt, this was nice.

    “Is there anything you wanted to ask me?” Wind said, breaking the silence after a moment. “I know you’ve talked to your sister and daughter, but anything you want to hear – as you humans like to say – straight from the horse’s mouth?”

    Sophia groaned and Wind laughed.

    “Seriously, though,” Sophia asked. “Why did you come here? This planet is so fucked up, I should think you would want to just stay where you were.”

    “I can go back anytime I want,” Wind replied. “But I like the idea of being a pioneer, of helping bring magic back to the human world. And, yes, I like the idea of being pampered a little. So it was worth a try. If it fails, or starts to suck, I’ll go back.”

    “That’s very noble of you.”

    “Unicorns are usually pretty noble creatures. We try to do what’s right.”

    “When not seducing unsuspecting human females and shoving gigantic horse cocks into them.”

    As soon as that came out of her mouth, Sophia cringed. What the fuck was she thinking?

    To her relief, Wind laughed. “Every female I’ve fucked – human, elfin, or otherwise – has been a willing participant,” he said. “Like you. If you don’t like the idea, you can leave. Nobody is holding you here against your will.”

    “I know, I want to be here. I’m sorry, I was out of line with that remark. It’s just so new to me.”

    “No offense taken. Are you having second thoughts?”

    “No, not second thoughts, just feeling a little weird about incest and unicorn-human relations.”

    “Relax, you’ll get used to it in time.”

    “I guess.”

    The next hour or so was spent in amiable conversation about whatever topics came to mind. It was pleasant and relaxing. Eventually, Sophia checked her phone and stood up.

    “My sister will be back shortly. I should go back. I don’t want her to think I’m up to anything. See you tonight, assuming they let me watch.”

    “Good afternoon, Sophia,” Wind said.

    Sophia made her way back to the house and went into the kitchen. She looked out the front window just as Harper pulled in. She took a seat at the table and munched an apple as Harper came in carrying a couple of parcels.

    “Hey, would you mind grabbing…” Harper began, then trailed off. She squinted and looked at Sophia, sniffing the air. Then she moved close and smelled her clothes.

    “You little bitch!” Harper said. “You fucking promised you wouldn’t fuck around with the unicorns. You fucking promised! I knew we couldn’t trust you.”

    “Harper, calm down, I didn’t…” she started, but her sister interrupted.

    “LIAR! I can smell them on you. You fucked them didn’t you? You…”

    “HARPER! Stop! Listen! I went for a walk in the woods. Wind followed me without my knowledge. We sat by a brook for an hour or so and just talked. We didn’t do anything but talk. Go ask him. He’ll confirm it.”

    Harper glared at Sophia. “You fucking bet I will,” she said. “Go get the rest of the groceries and put them away. I’ll be back in a minute.” She stormed out the back door, slamming it loudly, heading towards the back pasture.

    Sophia sighed. She brought in the groceries and put them away, then peered out the back door. Harper was walking back slowly, staring at the ground. Sophia took a seat at the kitchen table, stifling her desire to be smug, and stared down at her hands.

    When she heard the door open, she waited a moment, then furtively glanced up. Harper looked like she had just swallowed a toad.

    “I’m sorry I lost it,” Harper said. “I apologize for yelling, I apologize for calling you a bitch, I apologize for calling you a liar.”

    Sophia gave her a hug. “I’m a liar and a controlling bitch, so I wouldn’t trust me either. I am trying so hard to do better, please be patient with me. I understand and forgive you.”

    Chapter 6

    The rest of the afternoon slipped by uneventfully, and after dinner Charlotte took Sophia’s hand.

    “Tonight you watch, but first you can learn what you have to do to get ready.”

    Under Charlotte’s patient tutelage, Sophia washed, and cleaned, and flushed and made sure she was sparkling inside and out. Then she pulled on a robe, grabbed a blanket and cushion to lay on, and followed her sister and daughter out to the stable.

    There was a strange smell in the barn, like burnt wiring, she recognized it from the other night. Sophia looked around, half-expecting to see a cord on fire, but couldn’t see anything.

    “It’s the smell of magic,” Harper said. “You’ll get used to it.”

    Sophia started to respond, then was distracted by the fact that the unicorns were already well on their way to being aroused. Their horns were bright purple and their pink cocks were hard and throbbing – two feet of pure steel. They looked inviting and delicious. Charlotte saw her mother staring and gave her a gentle shove.

    Sophia spread her blanket across the hay and pulled out a small dildo she had brought with her.

    When Charlotte saw the toy her mother had, she rolled her eyes. She went to a closet and pulled out a massive nearly two-foot-long monster.

    “You’re going to get stretched out eventually, might as well get started now,” she said.

    Before Sophia could argue, her daughter turned away. The unicorns had assumed a position in a circle and were on their haunches like a dog that had been told to sit. Harper sat down in the circle and Charlotte set a metal incense burner in the middle of the circle, took a seat and invited her mother to join her.

    Once they were all in position, Charlotte began chanting. It was a language Sophia didn’t know. Everything seemed to get a little brighter and the room filled with that burnt smell Sophia had been noticing. Even more strangely, something moved through her body. It was as if every muscle inside her suddenly relaxed. And it also felt like her orifices had just lubed themselves somehow. She found her eyes drawn to that giant toy her daughter had given her. Yeah, she could take that.

    The chanting ended. Harper drew a glowing symbol in the air with her fingertip. The image hovered for a second then faded. Magic suffused the room. Harper directed Sophia over to her corner. Sophia tossed the huge dildo over to the blanket where she would be watching and began crawling to it on her hands and knees. Harper slapped her ass as she went by. Sophia giggled and stretched her asshole at the unicorns, then set the dildo up on its end. She rubbed some lube on it – though she was pretty sure that was unnecessary. She adjusted it a couple of times so it was just right, then turned back to face the action.

    While Sophia had been diddling with her logistics, Harper was already getting busy. She was on her knees nude beside Dream, pulling his throbbing unicorn cock up to her lips, running her tongue around the flared head, and stroking the shaft. Dream had his eyes closed and was slowly pulsating his hips in time with her strokes. Harper pulled the flared head into her mouth, then pushed her face forward. The unicorn cock slipped down her throat and Sophia could see the distension.

    Sophia was on her knees, rubbing her breasts and stroking her pussy. The show before her was hotter than hell and she wanted so badly to join. But until the doctors cleared her, there was no way that was going to happen. She ran her hands across her body, rubbing her cunt and pulling one of her big mom-tits up so she could suck on it. She slipped two fingers into her cunt, then moved down, sliding three into her ass. God that felt good.

    She looked back up. Harper was now on all fours. Dream continued to drive his horse cock into her throat, but from the back, Arrow was forcing his meat into her cunt. Inch after inch went into her unprotected hole, stretching it wide, forcing its way in. Though her throat was full of Dream’s cock, she moaned as Arrow’s balls hit her clit. A second later, Dream’s balls bumped against her chin.

    Sophia was so hot she felt like she was about to explode. She looked over at the huge dildo. Time to go big or go home. She had to stand up and squat down in order to get her asshole positioned above it. She had a moment of doubt. There was no way she was even getting the head into her ass, let alone the entire thing. Then she felt the magic that was flowing through her – through everyone. She pressed the flared cock head against her wet sphincter. To her shock, it popped right in, as if it had been born there.

    No way.

    She glanced up. Arrow and Dream were demolishing her sister, it was the hottest thing she had ever seen. Next to them, Charlotte was still just sitting there, slowly stroking Wind’s big, hard horse cock. What was she waiting for?

    Sophia was slowly sliding her body down the dildo. She had a foot inside her and it felt amazing. The depth part wasn’t a problem, but she was starting to worry about the girth. The last eight inches or so, that thing was bigger around than her biceps. How the hell was she going to open up and take that monster? But when she looked up at the action in front of her, and she felt the magic pulsating in her body, she just knew she could. She slid a couple more inches and felt her asshole really begin to stretch out in earnest. God, it was amazing, it was a tiny bit painful, and it was so fucking hot. She pushed down even further, more stretching. She could feel her flesh pull apart and tear, but it wasn’t bleeding, it was healing as she went. That must have been part of the magic. Holy shit, that was amazing. She really could take this whole thing without getting hurt. She’d end up with a wrecked asshole like her sister and daughter, but honestly, that was a total turn-on. Fuck yeah.

    She had about six inches to go. She took a deep breath. Time to go for glory. In a single motion she forced her body all the way down the two-foot-long schlong, taking the entire twenty-four inches up her asshole. She felt her ass cheeks hit the floor. It was in, it was all in – in fact her body sucked it in and her sphincter slammed shut behind it. Holy hell. She moaned again, feeling like she could have taken another foot – or another six inches of diameter. She pulled one of her big mom-tits up and licked her nipple while she watched Dream and Arrow work in perfect synchronization to pound Harpers throat and gaping, demolished cunt. Harpers pussy prolapsed out with each stroke, and it looked like the magical horse had even penetrated her womb, because her cervix was wrapped around the base of his cock when Arrow pulled almost all the way out, then drove back. It made her vagina look like a sheath against his meat.

    Sophia stared and gawked at what the two horses were doing to her sister. No wonder her cunt was gaped and shredded. And that was what her asshole was going to look like when she was done.

    And she couldn’t wait to see it.

    She pushed the dildo out of her asshole a few inches, planted it against the floor and began sliding up and down it with abandon, bouncing on it like it was nothing at all, not a two-foot monster.

    She looked back at her sister. Arrow and Dream were coming hard into her. Unicorn juice was pouring out of Harper’s mouth and cunt around the giant cocks that were embedded there.

    Motion to the side caught her eye and she turned. Charlotte was on her knees, bent over so that her ass was in the air while her shoulders, tits, and cheek were pressed hard against the floor. She was watching Sophia working over the big dildo. From behind, Wind was ripping his gigantic horse cock in and out of Charlotte’s asshole. Charlotte’s lips were forming in an “O” and her eyes were barely open, staring at her mother. As Sophia watched, a faint smile played across her lips, before she closed her eyes, surrendering to the experience.

    Wind’s cock was working Charlotte’s asshole with abandon. Charlotte’s sphincter was already torn and shredded, and her pink anal flesh stretched out over a foot behind her, gripping Wind’s cock as he worked her over. It was hot, it was amazing. The sight of it was more than Sophia could handle. She drove her own asshole down hard in the dildo. Her ass cheeks slapped the floor and she came, hard, her back arching, pressing the dong against her abdomen and distending her tummy. She leaned back, rotating her hips, feeling the giant dildo inside, wishing it was bigger – or that it was the real thing. She wanted Wind inside of her, all the way. She wanted that unicorn cock inside her asshole, she wanted to feel his horse balls pounding against her cunt, she wanted loads and loads of hot unicorn semen in her asshole. God she wanted it so bad.

    As if reading her mind, Wind gave a massive, final thrust, driving his cock all the way in. Charlotte screamed and arched her back as the unicorn’s balls pulsed load after load of jizz into Charlotte’s wrecked ass.

    It was so fucking hot.

    Sophia began pounding the dildo again, up and down, slapping her ass on the floor with each stroke. She snatched up the smaller one she had brought with her and shoved that one in her hole as well. It vibrated and buzzed, sliding fully inside her and slipping deep into her body. Fuck it was amazing. She came twice more.

    It felt like she was about to come apart. She needed to slow down. She leaned forward, pushing the dildo and the smaller toy from her ass. Her ruined, torn sphincter seemed to be stuck wide open and her destroyed assflesh hung over a foot outside her body. It was so fucking hot. She reached back and squeezed her anal tissue, sending a small but distinct orgasm through her body.

    She looked up. Wind was slowly sliding his ejaculating cock from Charlotte’s stretched sphincter. Semen still pulsed from it, and Charlotte’s ruined ass overflowed, running across her equally-ruined cunt.

    Finally the flared tip of Wind’s cock popped free of Charlotte’s asshole, leaving it wrecked and gaping. Charlotte didn’t move, her face and shoulders were still pressed against the floor, her ass in the air, overflowed with unicorn jizz.

    “Mom,” Charlotte whispered. “Suck the come from my ass.”

    Any question about incest or commitment fled from Sophia’s mind. On her hands and knees, her own asshole gaping and prolapsed, she crawled to her daughter, pressed her lips against her shredded sphincter, and began sucking out the load of unicorn come that Wind had left. It was delicious, it was delightful, it was amazing. Sucking Unicorn semen out of her daughter’s asshole was better than sipping ambrosia from a goblet of gold.

    When she thought she had sucked it all out, Harper came up beside her and showed her how to slide her entire hand into Charlotte’s gaping cunt and squeeze out more come from her baby girl’s ass. Charlotte sounded like she was practically over the moon.

    It took five more squeezes until Charlotte was empty.

    Chapter 7

    After the session with the unicorns, the girls went back inside and watched a movie. Despite Charlotte’s and Harper’s reassurances, Sophia was worried she would be sore in the morning. As promised, though, she felt fine, though her ass was wrecked and she could turn it inside out at will.

    Sophia’s apartment was four hours away, and it had been her plan to run back home for the noon appointment with her doctor, then immediately come back to the ranch for a true indoctrination – assuming everything went well at the doc’s. Her daughter and sister thought that was a too aggressive. It took a little convincing, but she finally agreed to spend the night back at her apartment (which she knew she would be moving out of soon to live at the ranch) and come back the following day. That would also give the unicorns a day to cool off.

    The appointment went fine, and she was given clearance to do whatever she wanted, just be careful of that spot on her head as long as it was tender. She left the doctor around 12:30 and went home. She called to give Charlotte an update, and afterwards she stood in her living room and looked around her apartment. Her life had been so chaotic in recent years – she lost things in a fire, had a divorce, challenges with her family – she was ready for a change. A total change. Time to go in a new direction.

    She walked in the bathroom and looked in the mirror, then stripped and studied her body. Big tits, curvy ass, rnarrow waist – she looked like she belonged on an 80s fantasy poster with unicorns. She liked that image, she just needed the hair and makeup look to go with it. She went to her stylist and spent the afternoon having a makeover. When it was done, she had gone from a mousy brown-haired brunette to a platinum blonde with long straight hair and mildly bimbo-like makeup. She left the stylist and went shopping. If they were going to be bringing in massive income from the unicorn ivory, she could afford to splurge.

    She slept soundly that night, and was at the ranch by noon. Charlotte was at the store, but Harper was out back sunbathing in a bikini. Sophia took a deep breath and walked out the back of the ranch.

    “Hey,” Harper said. “I thought I heard you come in. Ready for toni—…” She stopped mid-sentence when she saw her sister and leapt to her feet, staring.

    “Holy hell, sis. You look amazing. You look like a girl who’s ready to start a brand new life.”

    “I am. Since I’m going to be fucking unicorns, I went for the Frazetta fantasy girl look.”

    “You go girl, you nailed it.”

    Harper stood and planted her lips on Sophia’s lips. For a moment, Sophia was taken aback, but she reminded herself she was all in. She reciprocated, slipping into a deep soul kiss with her sister. Harpers’s tits in her thin bikini pressed against Sophia’s mountainous mammaries in her flimsy halter. Sophia felt Harper’s hands on her ass, then sliding up her waist, then cupping her breasts. Without losing lip contact, she reached around Harper’s neck and untied her bikini top, letting it fall loose, baring her sister’s firm, mid-sized tits.

    They disengaged their kiss and Sophia leaned down, running her tongue down Harper’s neck to her bare tits. She flicked it across her nipples, turning them into hard, pointed little darts, then sucked at them. Harper moaned and pushed her tit up into her her sister’s mouth.

    As she sucked at Harper’s hard, erect nipple, Sophia slid her hand down between her thighs.

    Harper pulled off her thong and lay back on the chaise naked, spreading her legs. Sophia peeled off her halter and skin-tight jeans and knelt down between her sister’s thighs, inhaling her aroma. She could smell the unicorn pheremones and the burnt smell of magic that emanated from her sister’s flesh. She planted her lips in Harper’s clit and sucked. Harper arched her back and came, her juice flowing from her gaping slit, her open cervix hovering just inside the opening as if begging for a unicorn cock. Sophia ran her tongue around the muscular opening and teased it just inside, then gave it a soft, gentle kiss.

    She had lost track of how many times Harper had come, but she wanted to at least double it. Harper’s asshole was wide open, her wet pink flesh inside visible to the world. Sophia nibbled on a fleshy tag of ruined sphincter and stretched it out using her teeth. Harper moaned again and the hole gaped even wider. Just as Sophia slipped her fist inside Harper’s waiting ass, the door opened.

    “What the fuck are you two doing?” Charlotte asked.

    “Isn’t that obvious?” Harper asked. “Why don’t you get undressed and join us? I bet you guys can get three fists in my ass if you try.”

    “No, I don’t mean that,” Charlotte replied, gesturing vaguely at the two of them. “I mean THAT!” she added, pointing towards the pasture.

    All three unicorns were standing and staring just a dozen yards away. Their horns were bright purple and their cocks were fully erect, streamers of pre-come sluicing out from the flared, pulsating tips.

    “Oh…shit,” Harper said. “I guess they aren’t going to want to wait until tonight, are they?”

    Charlotte started to say something, then she noticed her mother’s hair.

    “Holy shit mom,” she exclaimed. “Look at you. No wonder the boys are all fired up. Jesus, you’re hot. Now I don’t want to wait until tonight either! Okay, that’s it, everybody get cleaned and freshened up. It’s time to welcome Sophia to the team.”

    Harper and Sophia were way too engaged to just completely stop what they were doing and go get cleaned up. Their cleaning ritual was punctuated by kisses, feels, and the like. But they got done in record time, and shortly were standing in the pasture naked, having not even bothered to pull on robes.

    The afternoon sun was warm on their skin, as they sat in a circle in the field and went through the chanting ritual they had done the night before. The air filled with the smell of unicorn pheremones, magic, female arousal, and unicorn pre-come.

    The ceremony seemed rushed, and the unicorn’s cocks were hard, pink and pulsating, their horns bright purple. When they were finished with the magic, Sophia leaned over and reached for the nearest unicorn cock, that happened to belong to Arrow. But the unicorn shied away.

    “What?” Sophia said. “I’ve done everything I’m supposed to, I’ve been a good girl. What’s wrong?”

    Charlotte laughed, and a snicker ran through the unicorns.

    “You’ve used up all your foreplay already with your sister – and they boys have had to watch. There’s no more foreplay.”

    “What do you mean?”

    “If you want to suck a cock, go to Dream, he loves oral. But Arrow wants you pussy, and you already know what Wind wants…” Charlotte trailed off.

    Sophia looked around, then smiled.

    “So what are we waiting for?”

    She knelt up and reached out to Dream. He moved in place, his horn glowing purple. Sophia had been waiting for this moment for too long to be hesitant. She gently took Dream’s pink, pulsating horse cock and pulled it up to her lips. She flicked her tongue across the flared head, liked the slit that was assaying pre-come, and took a mouthful of the salty goo. She gulped it down, then paused.

    “So you’re sure your magic will protect me?” she said.

    “You saw it protect us the other night, right?” Harper replied.

    Sophia nodded, took a deep breath, then pulled Dream’s throbbing, veined horse meat into her mouth.

    As soon as the head cleared her lips, Dream moaned. She sucked on the unicorn’s cock, drawing out more pre-come, then pulled shaft deeper into her mouth, pressing on the back of her tongue. The cock faintly tasted of roses and musk. It was dreamy and beautiful.

    She slid her lips down further, and the massive flared horse-cock head pushed against her throat. Would she really be able to do this? Her throat tingled and the burnt smell of magic flickered in her nostrils. She suddenly knew without a doubt she could, but still she hesitated.

    Dream, not to be denied, gently nudged his hips forward, pushing his cock down Sophia’s throat. She coughed once, caught her breath, and gagged for a moment. A tiny bit of her lunch slipped from her lips before she got herself under control. Finally her stomach and throat settled down. The tingling that had been going on in just her throat spread down her body. She smiled around Dream’s cock, then in one single move, shoved her face all the way down his two-foot cock until her chin was pressed against his balls.

    Dream moaned loudly and whispered a “fuck!” as Sophia’s mouth began pistoning up and down his gargantuan cock. Now that her body had settled in, she realized she loved this. The sensation of taking that magical horse’s meat down her gullet was divine.

    She felt her daughter’s hands pulling apart her pussy lips and her tongue tease her clit. She wasn’t sure what she was doing, but her face was kind of stuck in one direction, so she couldn’t turn to look. She just knew she liked what Charlotte was doing. Her daughter licked her cunt up and down several times, then sucked on her clit. Sophia slowed down, but Dream wasn’t having anything to with it. He began forcing his cock in and out of her mouth. Sophia knew he would stop if she held up her hand, but why would she? It was amazing feeling that gargantuan meat being forced in and out of her insanely stretched throat.

    Charlotte slipped her entire hand into Sophia’s cunt briefly and then withdrew, to be followed a second later by the flared end of a horse cock – Arrow was joining the party and he wasn’t being gentle. He gave one thrust and the first foot of cock slid into Sophia’s sopping hole, the wide flared tip pressing against her cervix. She knew if he made another thrust like that, he would penetrate her womb like she had seen him do to Harper the other night. She knew it was coming, but Arrow was teasing her. The unicorn slipped back and slowly fucked her with only half his cock. It was nice, but it was unsatisfying. It must be the magic, because she wanted the whole thing, even if it meant going way too deep.

    Sophia reached back and pulled Arrow several inches deeper.

    “What, you want it all right now?” the unicorn asked.

    Sophia couldn’t speak because Dream was still driving his cock mercilessly into her wide-open maw, but she gave a thumbs up.

    “As you wish,” Arrow said. And in a single, hard thrust, he drove his cock all the way into Sophia’s cunt. She half-moaned half-screamed when the massive unicorn cock penetrated her cervix. It was painful for about three seconds, then it was magical. Her cervix gripped the unicorn shaft like a cock ring and when the horse pulled about three-quarters of the way back out, her cunt flesh slipped out with it, gripping the shaft like a sheath.

    Sophia felt an orgasm building inside of her. Were it not for the magic, this would have been incredibly painful – but this, this was magical. This was amazing. This was unlike anything she had even imagined.

    She was now on all fours with the two unicorns fucking her in perfect sync. Dream was pounding her bottomless throat with his meat, while Arrow was pulling and stretching out her cunt in ways that she would have considered impossible a week ago. Her cunt was so stretched she knew it would never be the same, and she was fine with that. This was her new life. She was a unicorn fantasy girl, she fucked magical horses, and that meant all your holes were used and abused.

    There was just one hole that hadn’t been used yet – the one she wanted most to have a unicorn cock in. She let her eyes wander to the side. Wind was standing next to Charlotte and Harper, just watching quietly, his big pink cock hanging hard and throbbing. She wanted that cock in her ass more than anything. That was really all she wanted. Unicorn cock in her ass.

    Chapter 8

    Sophia felt an orgasm waft through her, at least the fifth since she had started. But she didn’t care. She could have twenty and she would still want more. This was, indeed, magical.

    Suddenly Dream moaned hard and his body stiffened. All at once a huge load of unicorn jizz rocketed down Sophia’s throat. She didn’t even miss a beat, she didn’t pull back, she just rode it. The load was too big for her gullet and shot out around the cock, pouring from her mouth and nose. When her nose filled up she finally had to pull back to breathe. Dream’s cock slipped from her lips and she gasped for air, gulping down some of the unicorn come that was in her mouth, and spitting out the rest. Thick, rose-scented globs of semen ran down her chin, across her big tits, and onto the grass beneath her.

    Meanwhile, Arrow was still demolishing her cunt. By now her cervix was all the way down to the base of his two-foot-long horse cock, so when he pulled out it stretched her cunt out behind her. Sophia moaned and reached back, pressing her flesh against the throbbing horse cock, loving how if felt. She could feel Arrow fighting for control, she knew he was almost there.

    “Finish it,” she said.

    With a massive thrust, the unicorn drove his cock all the way back into Sophia’s demolished hole. She screamed as he went deeper than anything ever should, even his balls slipped into her cunt as his flared cock head pushed the back of her womb deep into her chest. She screamed again, and suddenly she was full of hot, steaming seed from the massive member that was buried far inside her. It overflowed and ran down the inside of her thighs as load after load dumped from Arrow’s cock into Sophia’s wrecked cunt.

    Sophia moaned, then moaned again as Arrow started sliding from her destroyed cunt. Her cervix still gripped his meat and it didn’t want to let go of the flared head of Arrow’s cock. When the head finally popped free, it left her womb hanging out of her cunt over a foot. She reached back and stroked the flesh. It felt amazing.

    She heard, rather than felt, Wind approach her from behind. She closed her eyes.

    “You know this is what I was really waiting for,” Sophia said, through closed eyes behind the hair that was plastered to her face with her sweat and unicorn jizz. “This is what I have been thinking about since that day in the pasture.”

    “I know,” Wind murmured.

    “Just fucking do it already. And don’t be gentle. Get the fuck inside my ass.”

    Wind reared up, tossed his mane, and drove his pulsating, throbbing horse cock into Sophia’s waiting asshole.

    She was braced for agony. She was braced for pain. She was braced for another embarrassing trip to the ER.

    Instead, holy shit, instead it was amazing. The unicorn cock slid effortlessly into her. Six inches, then nine, then a foot, then eighteen inches.

    Then the entire two-foot-and-a-little-bit-more cock that Wind wielded was entirely buried in her asshole and his unicorn balls were pressed hard against her inside-out cunt. Wind gave one additional push and even his balls slipped inside her asshole. He was fully, 100% inside her wrecked asshole and it was fucking amazing.

    She gripped the grass and moaned as he began driving his massive horse cock in and out of her ass. Her flesh held tight to the shaft as it slid out, pulling over a foot outside of her body before being driven hard back inside. Her sphincter was stretched wide and distended out behind her several inches, wrecked and torn, but healing magically as fast as it was ripped. Her once-crinkly asshole was being turned into meat flaps like anal labia, but it was awesome.

    The strength, the power, the force of each stroke was awesome and awe-inspiring. The magic that flowed from that giant horse through his cock and into Sophia’s curvy, hot, mom bod was breathtaking. She had envisioned looking like a girl from a fantasy painting, and as Wind’s cock stroked in and out of her destroyed asshole, she knew she did. This was the hottest thing she had ever done.

    She lifted her shoulders and arched her back, leaving her big tits shaking and jiggling with each stroke. She begged Wind to go deeper, and he did, driving deep, extending his cock as far as he could. His balls were hard against the base of his meat and pounded in and out of her sphincter that now was hanging wide open of its own accord. A large pillow of prolapsed flesh surrounded it, and her ass tissue gripped the massive cock, stretching out over a foot behind her with each herculean stroke.

    She was vaguely aware that her sister and daughter were watching, as were the other unicorns. It made her even hornier. She could see Charlotte had her phone out and was shooting video of Wind’s anal assault on her. She couldn’t wait to see it. Maybe they could make some more money by posting it online. God that would be even hotter.

    Sophia reached back and pulled her cheeks apart as wide as she could. Deeper went the unicorn cock, harder drove Wind.

    God, this was beyond anything she could have dreamed. She tossed her blonde hair, ran her hands down her big mom tits that were bouncing with each stroke, felt her ass shake and quake when Wind’s haunches drove against her.

    Suddenly she felt Wind’s balls tighten, pull up hard against his body. This was it. The moment of truth. With a sound somewhere between a neigh and a moan, Wind shook his mane and quivered.

    Then it happened.

    The massive shot of unicorn come that poured into Sophia’s asshole instantly filled her up then began overflowing out of her yawning sphincter and running down her inside-out cunt. Wind moaned again, but didn’t slow down, still driving his cock into her ass, pounding and pounding even as he shot heavy rope into her bottomless ass. She arched her back again, feeling more hot horse come dumping inside. How many times she had already come she didn’t know, but she definitely came a couple more.

    Finally Wind’s energy began to flag. He slowed down and slipped from her asshole, leaving it inflamed, gaping, and prolapsed several inches. Come flowed out in a unicorn creampie, and she reached back, taking a handful and bringing it up to her mouth. She stood on her knees and was about to say something when she noticed Arrow coming up behind her.

    “If you’re going to join our group, everyone gets a crack at that ass,” he said. Sophia was in no mood to argue. She slipped back down onto all fours and pointed her wrecked ass at Arrow and pulled it open.

    Just like Wind, Arrow drove his cock home in one big thrust. Sophia moaned, screamed, came again. Arrow went to work just as Wind had done, but having already come once, he didn’t last as long. After a dozen strokes, he dumped a fresh load into her, adding to what Wind had left behind, then pulled out.

    Dream was next, but he lasted even shorter, filling her up with more unicorn semen before pulling out of her massively prolapsed ass.

    Sophia looked back over her shoulder. Wind was lining up for a fresh go. She smiled wickedly.

    “You think maybe you can last this time?” she challenged him.

    Wind didn’t say anything. He just snorted and drove into her demolished ass twice as hard as he had the first time.

    Sophia was expecting to regret that last remark, and Wind set out to achieve that goal. As she felt her body quake under his deep, massive thrusts, she knew that it was only the magic that was keeping his pounding from breaking every bone in her body. As it was, it felt like her entire insides were being pulled out of her asshole.

    Wind pounded, pounded, and pounded some more. Sophia closed her eyes and felt like she was drifting in space – the only two living creatures were her and Wind, and all that mattered was the giant horse cock that was driving in and out of her massively wrecked asshole. Time and space slipped away, to be replaced with the feelings of her tits and ass quaking, and that immense meat destroying her body.

    She came, came again, and came over and over. Wind came, and kept coming, his balls pulsating, but still his cock was pure iron and he ripped her asshole up with it. Semen was slipping out of her ass, coating her prolapsed cunt and her thighs. A puddle of unicorn come collected between her legs, soaking the ground and coating her knees with creamy, sticky mud.

    She knew that somewhere, somehow, Wind had to finish. Eventually. But until then, she was riding a wave that was nothing but an eternal string of unending orgasms.

    Without warning, Wind stopped. He looked over at Harper and Charlotte, who were still filming Sophia’s brutal unicorn anal deflowering.

    “More protection magic, I think I feel the powers of old flowing through me. More magic before I give this girl what she really desires.”

    Wind left his throbbing, pulsating cock inside of her, slowly stroking it, as Charlotte and Harper went through the magic ritual an additional time. The burning smell of magic filled the pasture.

    “Are you ready to take a cock the way the ancients did it?” he asked Sophia.

    “What does that mean?” she asked. “I don’t understand.”

    “It means all the way through.”

    “Will the magic protect me?” Sophia queried softly.

    “Yes, there is enough to keep you safe.”

    “Then do it,” Sophia whispered.

    Wind began stroking his cock in and out of her ass again. Once. Twice.

    On the third stroke he said a word in a language she didn’t know. Inside of her his cock grew, expanded, pushed forward. She felt it in her chest, then up around her shoulders, then in the back of her throat.

    Somehow, through some ancestral memory, she knew what to do. She arched her back, threw back her head, and opened her mouth. In one massive thrust, Wind drove his meat completely through Sophia and the big flared head popped free of her lips, extending a foot beyond her mouth.

    Charlotte leapt forward, stretching her asshole and driving it down the big, pulsating twelve inches of cock sticking out of Sophia’s mouth. She slid her ass down until her wrecked sphincter was pressed against her mother’s lips. Somehow Sophia opened her mouth a tad wider and sucked her daughter’s meaty anal ring to her mouth. Charlotte groaned and came.

    Wind gave three final strokes and came in a climactic, crushing orgasm that filled up Charlotte’s ass and squirted out around the cock in Sophia’s mouth, coating her face and tits.

    Charlotte and her mother came simultaneously in one last orgasm, before Wind’s energy gave out and he slipped from their ruined holes.

    Chapter 9

    Sophia and her daughter lay in the grass staring up at the sky, catching their breath. The magic still tingled inside of them, realigning their organs, putting things back in place, healing Sophia’s torn flesh.

    Charlotte rested her head on her mother’s big, firm mom tits.

    “So, the last time we will ask this, are you in, mom?” she asked.

    “Was there any doubt I would join up?” Sophia asked.

    “No, not really.”

    Harper stood over them, lowering the phone she had been using to film.

    “You girls down with being not just unicorn whores, but Internet unicorn whores?”

    “Totally.”

    “You bet.”

    “Sweet, I’ll get some accounts on the socials set up tomorrow.”

    Wind moved over to stand next to Sophia and cleared his throat.

    “So, what was that crap I heard about me lasting?”

    Sophia laughed. “I just wanted to challenge you.” She reached out and ran her hand along his belly to his now-soft cock. She gave it a stroke and squeezed it, seemingly trying to get it hard again.

    Wind’s eyes got wide.

    “Seriously, Sophia?” he said. “Haven’t you had enough?”

    Sophia rolled over onto all fours and pointed her asshole at Wind.

    “You guys have been teasing and torturing me for almost a week. I am not ready to give in. I thought one of the benefits of working here was all the unicorn cock I could take, right?”

    “Well, yeah,” Harper said. “But there are limits…”

    “You never said anything about limits.”

    “Jesus Christ, mom,” added Charlotte. “You’re a fucking semen demon.”

    An uncomfortable pause filled the air, then Wind spoke up.

    “Limits? What limits?”

    With that, Wind drove his now-erect, magical, immense horse cock back into Sophia’s destroyed, gaping sphincter.

    (And they lived happily ever after).

    FIN


  • Growing the Family Tree

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    My wife and I want to have a baby with both of us as mothers. Will my big brother help us grow our family tree?

    “Hey, welcome, welcome!” I greeted my half brother and his wife.

    As Henry and Viviana stepped through the door to our apartment, I took Viv’s light wrap and I hugged them both. Close behind me, my wife, Ivory, also embraced our guests, even pecking a quick kiss on their cheeks.

    “Woah, Faye,” Henry exclaimed, looking us both over, “I thought Viv was making us overdress just for going over to my little sister’s for dinner, but you two are making me feel like a hobo.”

    I blushed and preened at the quick, honest compliment. Henry was actually in a nice dress shirt and slacks, and his wife was wearing a lovely multi-layered blue dress that suited her blonde hair beautifully, but my brother wasn’t lying about me and my wife. I was wrapped in a sleek black evening gown designed to look simple, but it hugged me in all the right places and had a slit up one side all the way to my waist.

    Ivory was even more stunning in a fiery red dress that had cleavage so deep and wide that it barely covered her areolas and left essentially every inch of that magnificent valley between them exposed. Topping it all off, she had on the double-heart pendant I’d given her for our last anniversary on a long-enough silver chain that it pulled your eye into her bare cleavage every time you looked at her.

    “Thanks, bro,” I said, suddenly feeling a little shy. “We don’t really get out that much these days, so for us, having you two over counts as a real party.”

    My brother and sister-in-law laughed indulgently at my awkward joke.

    “Dinner just came out of the oven,” smiled my better half, “so I’ll have it on the table in a few minutes. Why don’t you go ahead and take your seats and help Faye open the wine.”

    “Yes, ma’am,” Henry grinned.

    I smiled to myself when I saw his eyes drawn to Ivory’s chest as he answered. I doubt Viviana noticed, though, because she seemed to be equally distracted by my wife’s derriere retreating to the kitchen.

    “Henry is right, dear,” Viviana said to me, licking her lips, “you two do look quite hot this evening. I don’t know how Ivory can cook a nice meal and still look flawless like that.”

    “Thanks.” I whispered conspiratorially, but still loud enough for Henry to hear, “You know, we didn’t put on our dresses until the messiest parts of the cooking were done, so that helped.”

    “Right, sure,” nodded my brother, “you just wear something else until you get everything in the oven and whatnot.”

    “Ivory and I are married and live alone.” I turned up my nose at him and led the way to the dining room. “Who said anything about wearing something else?”

    The way he blushed at that made me grin.

    Viviana chimed in, “Ah, yes, dear. It’s just like last month when we made those pancakes, and you decided to use the syrup on my–“

    “Yes, I get it,” interrupted Henry. “You don’t need to tell my sister about that.”

    I had a twinkle in my eye when I held out the moderately priced bottle of red wine and a corkscrew to my brother.

    “You know,” I said, conversationally, “Ivory and I have found that the sorts of syrup made to go on ice cream also work well for that. One time, she used chocolate and I used caramel, then we had lots of fun mixing them.”

    Henry nearly stabbed his hand as the corkscrew slipped out of place.

    “Thanks for the tip,” smiled Viviana. “I’ll make sure to put those on my shopping list.”

    “What are we talking about?” asked Ivory, coming in with bowls loaded with breadsticks and salad.

    I’m sure she could easily hear us from the adjacent kitchen, but I filled her in, anyway.

    “Henry was just asking what you and I were wearing while cooking dinner. Apparently Viv also goes nude sometimes when cooking, so we were swapping stories about syrup.”

    My brother made an exasperated groan, then yanked the cork out of the bottle with a violent pop.

    “Wonderful,” Ivory intoned, putting a hand on Henry’s arm. “You’ve been a big help, Henry. Sometimes I think we could really use a man around here.”

    “No problem,” he mumbled, obviously avoiding looking at her expansive cleavage. “Glad to do it.”

    We’re probably putting it on a bit thick, I mused, but things are going remarkably well so far.

    As Ivory went back for the rest of the food, I poured us each a full glass of the wine and we took our seats around the table. After Ivory deposited a steaming dish of homemade lasagna in the center of the table, we began the meal.

    We continued to banter lightly over the salad and main course.

    “This is fantastic!” remarked Henry, wolfing down the lasagna. “Viv, you’ve got to get the recipe before we go.”

    “Why thank you,” purred Ivory. “It’s just one of the many wonderful things I got from my mother, you know. I’d be happy to share my family treasures with you guys. We are family, after all.”

    “And don’t forget to save room for dessert,” I chimed in, with a grin. “My wife has a lot more to offer than the world’s best lasagna.”

    “Mmm, yes, I can hardly wait,” said Viviana, looking hungrily at Ivory.

    “You guys didn’t need to go to all this trouble just for us,” Henry said, the next time his mouth was empty.

    “Oh, it was our pleasure,” Ivory assured him. “Faye and I always enjoy having you come over.”

    My half brother’s wine glass was looking a bit low, so I got up and filled both his and my glass back up.

    “Thanks,” he muttered.

    When my brother had had enough lasagna to satisfy him, the rest of us were still working on ours, so he sat back and looked around. When his eyes strayed to my wife’s chest, Ivory chose that moment to slowly wipe up some sauce from her plate with a breadstick. She then carefully licked the red sauce from it and dipped it back in the remnants on her plate. With a subtle glance at Henry to see that he was still watching, she stuck the end of the breadstick well into her mouth and very slowly pulled it out clean before taking a delicate bite from the tip.

    Henry blinked a few times and turned away.

    “See anything you’d like more of, big bro?” I asked, innocently.

    “Uh, no. I’m good,” he answered.

    We chatted cheerfully until the rest of us had finished our own portions. Seeing that we were done, I got up and got the dessert from the kitchen.

    “Double chocolate cake and vanilla ice cream,” I announced, as I set them smoothly on the table.

    “Wow, you guys,” exclaimed Henry. “This is just too much.”

    “Nonsense,” Ivory said. “It’s just another dish I got from my mother.”

    When I came back with the dessert plates and clean forks, I also deposited bottles of chocolate and caramel syrup next to the ice cream. Henry glanced sharply at me, but didn’t comment.

    “Ah, good,” Ivory said, “I thought maybe we’d used up all the toppings the other day.”

    “Happily, we still have some,” I smiled.

    I cut a slice of the cake and put it on a plate.

    “So, big bro, would you like one scoop or two? There’s no need to hold back here.”

    “Oh, I think I’d better stick to one. I’m not sure I can handle two.”

    “I think you underestimate yourself,” I pouted, as I deposited a small white mound of ice cream on the plate.

    Vivivana said, “Quite so. I wouldn’t be a bit surprised if you could handle three without issue, dear.”

    “I say let the man have whatever he wants,” commented Ivory, idly playing with the pendent between her own pale white mounds.

    “Right.” Henry jerked his eyes up to her face, then smiled at me. “I guess I’ll take two scoops after all.”

    I grinned and put a twin mound next to the first and offered my brother the plate.

    “Aren’t you forgetting the toppings?” mused Viviana.

    “I’m sure my brother doesn’t need any help to squirt plenty of rich decoration on a lovely white pair like these,” I answered.

    I made sure to lean over in front of him slightly as I pointedly set the bottles of syrup in front of him. I spotted his eyes briefly flick over to my chest before locking on the bottles he had just heard stories about.

    “Uh, thanks, Faye,” Henry said, contemplating for a moment before hesitantly picking up the caramel.

    I carved out small slices of cake and some ice cream for each of the rest of us, then took my seat again.

    After I finished my dessert, I got back up.

    “Care for some more wine, big bro?” I inquired charmingly, hovering next to him with the bottle.

    “No, thanks. I think I’ve had enough for now,” Henry said.

    “Go on, honey,” Viviana encouraged him, patting his hand. “I can be our designated driver, if you’re worried about getting tipsy.”

    Viviana and I looked at him expectantly. He glanced at Ivory, but she just smiled at him and slowly licked some chocolate frosting off her fork.

    “Fine,” he sighed, and held up his nearly empty glass.

    I poured until it was well past halfway before he had me stop. I topped up my own glass before taking my seat again, sensing that I would need the courage soon. After he saw that I was back in my seat across the table from him, my brother looked at me and asked the question which must have been building in his mind all evening.

    “You’ve invited me and Viv over; you’re all dressed up like this is a fancy date; you fed us some of Ivory’s amazing homemade lasagna and chocolate cake, and then you keep waiting on me hand and foot. You’re up to something,” he accused me, calmly. “And all of you are clearly in on it, too. I know I don’t always pick up on this stuff as fast as some people, but even to me, it’s pretty obvious that you guys have been acting odd all evening.”

    Ha! By ‘odd,’ you mean the way we’ve been practically throwing you at Ivory? but I kept the thought to myself.

    Ivory reached over and took my hand before I answered him.

    “Henry, we have a favor to ask. It’s kind of a big one, and there honestly isn’t anyone else in the world I would even consider asking.”

    I paused to let that sink in while I gathered my thoughts.

    “You’ve always been there for me,” I continued. “You looked out for your bastard half sister all through school, even though you could have just ignored me, or even been mean to me.”

    Henry frowned sharply when I called myself the B-word. He had beat up a few of the other kids for calling me that in ninth grade. Also, he hated it whenever I pointed out the fissure in our joint family tree, formed by our dad having an affair with my mom shortly before Henry was born.

    I didn’t pause to let him interrupt me. “And you supported me more than anyone when I came out. Far more than Mom, anyway. You even walked me down the aisle and gave me away when I married the girl of my dreams.”

    Ivory squeezed my hand. Henry nodded and patiently waited for me to continue.

    “So now, Ivory and I have talked about this a lot, and we’ve decided that we’d really like to start a family.”

    “We want to have a baby!” interjected my wife.

    “Wow, that’s great! So, I’m going to be an uncle, huh?” grinned Henry. “You two will make great moms, I’m sure! Of course, Viv and I will support you and help out. You know you don’t need to hesitate to ask if there is anything we can do.”

    “Well,” Ivory said, amused, “we could probably use a hand converting the office into a nursery, but that’s not the favor Faye mentioned. There’s actually something else we need, if you don’t mind.”

    “Of course,” he asserted, “just name it.”

    I gave him a nervous smile. “Maybe don’t promise until you know the details. So, you know that science hasn’t exactly figured out how to have lesbian couples make babies on our own.” Deep breath, “So, what we need is sperm. To be specific, we’d like our baby to be as close to both of ours as possible, genetically, which means we need it to come from a close male relative. Obviously, that means either you or Dad, and…”

    Even if I thought our dad would cooperate, I would rather pick literally anyone else in the world than him for this. These three people sitting in my apartment, plus my mom, were the only ones I’d ever told the full reason why I had such a strong reason to feel that way about him, so there was no need for me to finish that sentence here.

    Henry nodded and softly said, “Right, of course,” but he was clearly still taking in what I was asking of him.

    Ivory had some points to say, too. “I’ve dreamed of having lots of adorable babies ever since I was little. When I agreed to marry Faye, the only reason I had to doubt that move even a tiny amount was that I assumed that it meant giving up on that dream. Of course, we also have the option of adopting, which is most likely what we’ll do if you don’t agree to help, but Faye and I would really like to have our own children.”

    Henry nodded at all of that, then looked at his wife.

    “Yes, absolutely no objections from me, dear,” she affirmed. “The three of us already talked this whole thing through and I’m all for it.”

    Well, I thought, we might not quite have talked through all of it, Viv.

    Henry thought for a tense minute, then smiled warmly at Ivory and me.

    “Alright, then. Yes,” he declared. “I’d be honored to help you two make a baby. It’s not like I would need to do the hard part, anyway. I guess I just need to, you know, donate some sperm and then you guys take it to a doctor for, what do you call it, in vitro fertilization?”

    I grimaced slightly and Ivory looked pensive.

    “No, not quite,” I said.

    “It turns out that that procedure is kind of expensive,” Ivory explained. “Kind of –as much as a new car– expensive. So, we were thinking of doing this the…old-fashioned way.”

    I added, “Ivory and Viv tell me that it’s easy, and even fun, with the right guy. And, I actually don’t mind Ivory doing that, as long as it’s with you. But only if it’s you, Henry.” I whispered pleadingly, “Which is why there isn’t anyone else who could help us.”

    In the silence that followed that, my brother looked each of us in the eye to see if we really all wanted him to have sex with my wife.

    “Yes, dear,” Viviana assured him when it was her turn. “I already said I knew all about it and approved.”

    Please say yes, I pleaded with my eyes when he looked at me. We need you.

    “You know I am absotively head over heels in love with your fabulous sister,” stated Ivory with a twinkle in her eye, “but don’t imagine that I’ve been subtly seducing you all dinner because I’m opposed to this plan.”

    “Subtly?” Viviana scoffed quietly. “Doll, you basically gave your breadstick a blowjob while looking right at him. And that gown is a come-fuck-me dress if I’ve ever seen one.”

    Ivory puffed out her chest, emphasizing the seductive outfit and looked at Viviana challengingly. “Who says this dress wasn’t aimed at you, honey? I’ve known this little number to work on women, too. Faye couldn’t keep her hands off me the first time I put it on.”

    Our sister-in-law looked away, flustered. Henry cleared his throat.

    “Yes, well then,” he said, with slightly forced cheerfulness. “Getting back to the baby– I guess if we all agree, then there’s no reason I can’t help you out.”

    Viviana smiled knowingly at that, but I still looked pensive.

    Henry frowned. “There’s more?”

    I took a big gulp of my wine, then looked squarely at my brother.

    I began on the tricky part. “There’s a condition. I don’t ever want to feel like this was a baby that you and Ivory had on your own, but instead, our child needs to be as close to being mine as possible, too. If we could, we would obviously choose to create this baby by me and Ivory fucking on our own, but of course that isn’t an option. Still, I really feel like I need to be a part of this, not just a bystander. Which is why I need to be there; not just in the room, but in the bed. I want to be having sex with my wife when she conceives our child.”

    Henry looked at me strangely for a moment, then looked away embarrassed. He nervously looked back at me and Ivory.

    “I’m not…uh, I mean, how would that work? With both of us…all of us…at once? Logistically, er, anatomically…” he floundered.

    Ivory calmly picked up the explanation, not quite hiding her amusement at his naivety.

    “There are quite a few ways for three or more people to have sex.” She winked, “Not to over-share, but we actually have some experience along those lines already, just not with a man. I would be more than happy to describe a few of the very interesting positions we thought we might use with you, but I think the question here is: you and Faye are going to have to get into some quite intimate positions, so are you still okay with this?”

    I couldn’t meet his gaze when I whispered, “I’m okay with it. This was my idea, after all.”

    To his side, Viviana nodded vigorously. “Yes,” she voted, before even being consulted.

    Henry sat back and blew out a long, slow breath. “I can certainly understand where you’re coming from, sis. Fuck it. Yeah, alright, then. We can…all do this together. To make a baby. For the two of you.”

    “I knew we could convince you,” said his wife, triumphantly.

    “There is one more little detail,” Ivory grinned. “Viv should be there, too.”

    I looked anxiously at my half brother. “We wouldn’t want any hint that this is happening behind her back. That…does bad things to a family. And I know she won’t mind seeing Ivory and me together.”

    Viviana’s expression went through several tiny changes in rapid succession before settling into a smile.

    “Yes, naturally, I’ll be there,” she rushed out. “I’m glad I get to witness this important moment in our family history. Plus, it sounds like it’s going to be really hot.”

    Henry looked at her questioningly.

    “Hey, I know, how about a toast,” blurted Viv, holding up her glass.

    “Here, here,” cheered Ivory.

    I picked up my glass so fast that I almost spilled it. Henry chuckled and followed suit.

    “To growing the family tree,” said Viviana.

    “To the family tree,” I responded.

    After we all had taken a generous drink, my brother was the first to speak.

    “So,” he inquired, “when were you thinking of, uh, starting to try for a baby?”

    “Tonight,” purred Ivory, batting her eyelashes at him.

    Henry nearly fell out of his chair.

    “We’ve been planning this very carefully and this is the ideal time for her,” I smirked. “Besides, just look at her– there’s no time like the present to get it on with my sexy wife.”

    I leaned over and gave my wife a showy French kiss. My still flustered brother momentarily looked away from such blatantly sensual displays of affection, but then looked back, realizing that this was for his benefit. Moving gracefully, I slid over and sat in Ivory’s lap, making sure Henry had a good view when we kissed again. Although I was trying to appear calm on the outside, my heart was pounding already.

    Meanwhile, Viviana leaned over and reached into her husband’s lap. I assumed she was helping him get in the right mood, but a moment later she held up his keys.

    “I’ll be back in a second,” she said, getting up. “Don’t start without me, now.”

    Ivory kissed my neck while I watched Viv’s swaying hips as she left our apartment.

    “Isn’t this moving a bit fast?” asked Henry, after the door closed.

    “No, I don’t think so,” I murmured, running my hand over my wife’s breast. “Like I said, this is the ideal time, so if we don’t start now, we’ll have to wait a whole month for the next good time.”

    I noticed that his eyes didn’t waver from where I was caressing my voluptuous wife, so I wasn’t worried about him backing out at this point. Ivory treated us with a cute little moan when I slipped my hand in and tweaked her nipple under her dress.

    Slightly out of breath, Viviana bustled back in carrying her gym bag.

    “Okay,” she chirped, “I got our overnight bag from where I hid it in the trunk, so we’re ready. Let’s get this started, shall we?”

    “You guys really have planned this all out, haven’t you?” mused Henry.

    “Yep,” said Viv.

    She took his hand and pulled him to his feet, so I got off Ivory’s lap and led the way to our bedroom. Both Ivory and I had chosen gowns which were open at the back and hugged our asses, so I was pleased to glance back and see my brother admiring the view along the short hallway to the bedrooms.

    Standing next to our king-sized bed, I embraced my wife and started undoing the thin straps holding her dress together from the back, while Viviana tossed their bag in the corner. Once I was sure all the attention was back on me and my wife, I kissed my way down Ivory’s body, starting on the corner of her jaw and working down her neck and over her clavicle. Meanwhile, my hands slid the straps of her dress over her shoulders, but I deftly kept tension on them so that her dress wouldn’t slip down just yet. After planting a kiss on the pendant deep in her cleavage, I shifted back so Henry and Viv could watch as I slowly lowered Ivory’s dress, fully revealing her wonderful breasts.

    Viviana cooed softly when my wife’s soft D-cup globes came into view, and repeated the sound a few notes lower when I pulled down the red dress the rest of the way, leaving Ivory just wearing heels, lacy black panties, and some jewelry. I kept an eye on Henry’s reaction, and true to his wife’s predictions, he took in Ivory’s whole body, but his attention was clearly being drawn to her breasts the most.

    After giving them a moment to admire her body, Ivory wrapped her arms around me and planted a slow, gentle kiss on my lips. While we kissed, I could feel her hands on my back, where my half brother and sister-in-law could see her pulling down the short zipper on the small of my back. When my wife let go, I reached up and untied the bow on my left shoulder, then Ivory smirked and grasped the bow on my right. Ivory pulled the last string holding up my dress very slowly, drawing out the moment. When the knot came undone, she let go and allowed the black satin to flow to the floor all at once.

    Shyly, I looked over my shoulder, then turned slowly, allowing Henry to see me wearing nothing but some sheer red panties and my tallest stilettos. It felt like my heart was pounding on my ribs like a drum, but I know I was grinning like an idiot, too. Ivory and I stood tall, facing our guests, one hand loosely on each other’s far hip, waiting for a reaction.

    “Damn,” Henry whispered.

    He seemed to suddenly remember his wife, but a glance her way showed that she was eyeing the two of us like we were a couple strawberries dipped in chocolate. With my dark hair and the way it felt like I was blushing, I probably resembled that sensual treat.

    Ivory beamed, “I think he’s actually drooling over us, dear.”

    Slowly, Ivory and I approached Henry and got up close enough so that our breasts brushed against his arms. She and I shared another kiss right in front of my brother, then we turned our attention to him. I cautiously placed a hand on one of his pecs, before starting to unbutton his shirt, starting at the top. Ivory reached down, unfastening his belt and then his slacks. After I got his shirt off, I helped him steady himself as he stepped out of his pants. Then Ivory knelt and also helped pull off his shoes.

    I’d probably seen my half brother shirtless at some point before, but certainly never from so close, and definitely never when I was also naked. Henry was far from a body builder, but he clearly worked out, given the defined muscles on his arms and shoulders. I found myself eager to see more, so I knelt down and put one hand on the side of his boxers at the same time that Ivory did on the other side. When his cock sprang free, I stared at it in fascination.

    I guess I had kind of assumed that it would look just like the flesh-toned dildo my second girlfriend had owned, but it was quite different. It was about the same size as the dildo, but the skin had a lot more variation in color and texture, and, of course, right behind it was his ball sack. The way his dick curved down slightly and the way it had moved, I guessed that it was probably about as hard as the rubber phallus had been. All in all, I thought the whole thing looked pretty weird to be a real part of someone’s body, but I knew better than to say so. I fought the urge to touch it to find out how it actually felt.

    Ivory stroked it a few times and to my surprise, it straightened a bit, pointing more upward and getting slightly bigger. When my wife moved over to coax Viv out of her dress, I stayed behind studying my brother’s dick. Looking at his face to see if he would object, I slowly reached up and wrapped my hand around it like Ivory had done. It seemed to jump when I made contact, startling me, but I didn’t back off. At first, I kept my touch feather light, but then I carefully put enough pressure on it to sense its texture. When I tried imitating the stroking motion Ivory had used, I marveled at the way it was paradoxically somehow both hard and soft, and slid in a way that was sort of slippery, but not at all slick on the surface.

    I was starting to really get into feeling it, when Henry grunted.

    “Hn, Faye, you’d better stop.”

    I jerked my hand away in alarm. “Oh, I’m sorry! Was I doing it wrong? I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

    He actually laughed. “No, you didn’t hurt me– quite the opposite. If you’d kept going, I’m not sure I would be able to hold off until I can get it where you need me to put it.”

    I blushed, but was pleased that I’d done a satisfactory job touching him. My satisfaction was slightly undercut by Viviana’s next words.

    “Sorry, but I’ve been having ‘headaches’ all week whenever Henry got in the mood. Then, I spent the whole day today teasing him as much as I could get away with without making him pin me down and take me on the spot. I wanted to be sure he was good and ready for tonight,” she smirked.

    Viviana’s dress had joined the others on the floor. She was still wearing a bra and stockings, but I decided we needed to speed up our journey to the main event, so I turned my lust-filled gaze on my wife.

    I took her hand and gently pulled her away from our sister-in-law and sat her on the edge of our bed. Then I kissed my way from her erect nipples, down her belly to her hip, while I pulled down her panties. Next, I pulled off her high heels while she shamelessly spread her legs for my brother’s eyes. After I shimmied down my own panties, Viv came up and helped me also lose my pointy-heeled shoes, while I peppered kisses around my wife’s beloved pussy, which my half brother was about to fuck.

    Ivory and I scooted up the bed, trading kisses along the way. When our heads reached the piles of pillows, we looked back at Henry.

    “Well, get in here, stud,” invited Ivory.

    Viv put a hand on her husband’s shoulder and kissed him, then bent down and put a wet kiss on the tip of his dick before moving out of his way. Henry climbed on the bed and Viviana took a seat on the chair we kept in front of our vanity.

    “So, how do you want to do this?” asked my brother.

    “I think we should start simple,” I opined. “If you don’t mind looking at your sister’s body, I’ll sit on Ivory’s face while you…get to work on knocking her up.”

    I blushed at my own boldness, but Henry wasn’t put off by the suggestion.

    “Yes, ma’am!” he grinned. “You’re both gorgeous. I don’t mind looking at you at all. Either of you.”

    I sat next to my wife’s head long enough for us all to watch Henry put in the tip of his dick, then I swung my leg over and straddled her, facing the action on her other end. Henry started slow, but he pushed in a little deeper with each stroke. Ivory moaned into my cunt, but wasn’t satisfied and thrust back into him, encouraging him to go faster. Once Henry took the hint, and increased the force and speed of his movements, my wife started putting her tongue to work on my familiar folds and nub.

    “Ah, yes, baby,” I moaned. “That’s it. Eat me out while my big brother fucks you.”

    I heard a moan come from Viviana’s direction, so I looked over and saw that she was rubbing her cunt through her stockings. I winked at her and moaned again, myself.

    I could feel the impact of each of Henry’s thrusts through Ivory’s body and I loved the way it made her boobs jiggle slightly. Henry seemed to be watching them too, so I reached between my legs and started rolling Ivory’s nipples between my fingers, making sure to let them continue bouncing. My wife always liked it when I got rough with her tits, so she rewarded me by increasing her efforts between my legs. She had her hands on my thighs, as she often did in this position, to guide me on when to give her a bit of space to breathe; although this time, she also needed the leverage to keep from getting pushed too far out of place by what Henry was doing to her.

    Henry’s face began to get screwed-up in concentration, so I thought he might be getting close to cumming. I decided to cheer him on, although Ivory was doing that thing I love with her tongue, which was a bit distracting.

    “That’s it, big bro, give it to her! Uhn… Pump deep into my sexy wife and plant your seed. Yes, baby, like that! She’s so fertile right now, you’re going to get her pregnant for sure! Make our baby in her! Yess!!”

    Much to my surprise, I was the first one of us to cum. I threw my head back and humped my wife’s face in time to the quiver of Henry’s thrusts.

    When I stopped seeing stars, I found that Henry was still going and Ivory was moaning into my cunt, sending vibrations into my still tingling pussy. I shifted to let her stimulate me from a different angle, but I didn’t get off her face.

    I’m staying right here until he cums, I reminded myself. This is happening between all three of us.

    Viv appeared to be thoroughly enjoying the show, but I was too busy thinking about Henry and Ivory to pay much attention to her. He was clearly all the way inside Ivory on each stroke, but I wanted to know how that felt to her, so I leaned over and slid one hand over her mons. When my ring finger found my wife’s clit, my brother’s pubic bone crushed my finger into her on each of his strokes, which assured me that Ivory was definitely getting plenty of stimulation on that end.

    After retrieving my hand, I got back to work on Ivory’s boobs, but this time, I didn’t limit myself to her nipples. I worked my fingers in and massaged them the way she liked it when things were getting intense in bed, which they most certainly were then. I also resumed cheering on my brother.

    “Come on, big bro! Look at my sexy wife; she’s loving having your big, hard dick deep inside her. Now hurry up and give her all you’ve got, bro! Fill her up with your sperm!”

    He was grunting noticeably with each thrust, and I continued trying to talk him into finishing until I felt and saw the telltale signs of Ivory’s orgasm. She had basically stopped eating me out, but she still shoved her face into me and screamed her ecstasy into my pussy.

    She was still bucking a little erratically a minute later when Henry pushed in deeply and then stopped. For a moment, I was confused at why he had stopped before I realized that he was cumming.

    “Yes, that’s it!” I called out. “You’re doing it, aren’t you, big bro? You’re cumming in my wife’s unprotected pussy!”

    When he relaxed and started to pull out, I stopped him and climbed off Ivory’s face. They were both panting when I scooped up one of our many pillows and sat next to Henry.

    “Okay, Henry,” I said, “now you can pull out.”

    Once he was clear, I helped Ivory lift her hips and I slid the pillow in, under her ass. Henry leaned back on his elbows along the foot of the bed.

    Henry looked at me quizzically. “What’s that about?”

    I grinned. “The internet says this will help all your little swimmers find their way in instead of out. It’s a fertility trick.”

    He chuckled and sat back to look around. Viviana had pulled down her stockings and was unabashedly rubbing her clit, but I was more interested in my brother’s wilting dick and the dribble of white cream coming out of my wife’s slowly pulsing opening.

    “Hey, Henry,” I inquired, “were you waiting for Ivory to cum before you? I kind of thought guys always did more of a wham-bam-thank-you-ma’am type of thing.”

    My brother grinned a little sheepishly. “Well, yeah, of course I was.”

    “He’s always like that,” spoke up Viviana. “I’m pretty sure he’s made me cum before him just about every time we’ve fucked. He’s a real gentleman, my Henry. There are plenty of other guys who take good care of their women in bed, but I hooked the best one of them all,” she bragged.

    “Amen, sister,” exalted Ivory. “That was great!”

    I looked at my brother with open admiration. “Well, I’m no expert on men, but you’ll certainly never hear me dispute that my big brother is the best.”

    I tended to think that all men were pigs, with my brother being the clear and only exception. Henry looked positively bashful at our lavish praise.

    I peered down at his dick again. It looked smaller again, more like what it was like when I first saw it.

    “Another tip I read on the internet,” I said, “was that it usually takes more than one try to get pregnant. Apparently, the more times you cum, the greater the odds of it working.” I looked up at my brother’s face, “So, make it hard again; we need more cum in my wife, pronto.”

    Henry sighed and Viviana laughed.

    “I don’t control it like that, Faye,” he explained. “And I can’t just immediately go again so soon after cumming. You’re going to have to be patient.”

    “Oh, yeah, sorry,” I blushed. “I knew that.”

    Viv came over and sat on the edge of the bed by Ivory’s legs.

    “He says that,” she mused, “but he’s actually not all the way soft. With a bit of coaxing, we can get little Henry ready for duty again in no time.”

    She cupped his dick in her hand and bent down and stuffed most of it in her mouth. After sucking off most of the juices coating it, she curled her fingers around it, holding it so it was basically straight again. She rubbed her fingers along it, while sucking on the tip for a minute.

    After pulling her head up until the tip came out, she looked up at me and moved one of her hands away. I smiled nervously, but didn’t hesitate to reach out and put my hand where hers had been.

    Over the next couple minutes, my sister-in-law taught me the basics of how to get a man hard. I watched very closely on all the oral parts, like how she swirled her tongue around and licked the underside of the tip, but I limited my involvement to stroking his shaft and such. Much quicker than Henry had led me to believe, he was rock hard again.

    “This little soldier is ready to go back into the trenches,” Viviana declared, giving his dick another parting kiss.

    “I’d say there isn’t anything ‘little’ about that soldier,” commented Ivory.

    I grabbed Viviana’s hand when she got up to leave the bed.

    “Don’t go, Viv,” I smiled at her. “I’m sure you’ll be able to see much better from up close. If you come over to this side of the bed, you can even get involved. Your delicious kisses would help knock this little party up a notch.”

    “Yeah, join us, Viv,” implored Ivory.

    I leaned in and kissed my sister-in-law lightly on the lips.

    “Oh, all right,” she whispered.

    Henry looked at us both in confusion, as his wife went around and settled in behind me.

    “Faye,” he inquired, “how do you know what my wife’s kisses are like?”

    I looked at his wife. “Viviana,” I prompted.

    She was obviously embarrassed, but didn’t look away. “Because she’s kissed me before. They both have. And…well, we’ve done a lot more than kiss.”

    Henry raised an eyebrow. “You’re going to have to explain what exactly you mean by that, Viv.”

    Viviana pressed her lips together before saying, “It was the night of my bachelorette party. I was, well, intrigued by what the two of them had together, and in one of the party games, they admitted that they’ve tried having a threesome with another woman. Then, I was kind of wondering what that was like, so I asked them if they would spend the night with me. It was my last chance to find out for sure that I didn’t actually like girls before I got married. I’m sorry I never told you.”

    Henry’s expression didn’t really change much for a moment.

    “So,” he reflected, “I guess you confirmed that you like guys. Otherwise you wouldn’t have married me.”

    Viviana cringed.

    “Actually,” she whispered, “I found out that I like both. I had a bit of a panic the next morning because that night had basically shattered what I thought I knew about my sexuality.”

    “Fortunately,” interjected Ivory, “Faye and I were there to talk her through it. It was a big thing to have to figure out about yourself on such an important day of your life, but we helped her to sort out her true feelings and follow her heart.”

    Viviana looked earnestly at her husband. “I married you because I love you with all my heart and as earth shattering as it was to find out that I was more than just curious about sex with women, I couldn’t imagine my life without you.” She smirked and glanced at me, “Also, it helped that your adoring sister had so many passionate, positive things to say about you. I’ve never heard such things from the lips of someone who wasn’t in love.”

    I think my face turned a new shade of crimson, and I looked at my wife for support.

    “I wasn’t that…” I trailed off when I saw Ivory silently laughing. “Oh, come on guys! It was a serious moment, and I wasn’t about to let a wonderful girl like Viv break my big brother’s heart over a silly misunderstanding. That kind of thing only happens in sitcoms.”

    Ivory snickered and Viv wasn’t hiding her amusement either. Henry cleared his throat.

    “Yes,” he said, dryly, “it’s reassuring to hear that your love for me conquered everything else, dear. And I’m glad you finally told me all this. So, I trust that was the last time?”

    “Oh, yes, honey.” Viviana quickly got serious again. “I would never do anything like that behind your back now that we’re married. I didn’t really think it was going to go that far that night, and then afterwards, I just couldn’t figure out how to work up to telling you that I’d slept with your sister. Can you forgive me?”

    “Yes,” he sighed. “I forgive you.”

    My brother looked at me, then looked away, embarrassed.

    “Sooo,” drawled Ivory, “not to be pushy, but does this mean that you’re cool with us playing with Viviana tonight? Judging from the fact that your dick hasn’t lost one iota of its rigidity, I’m guessing that the thought of seeing your wife getting intimate with another woman, or two, is something you’d like to see.”

    He looked back at my wife and found that she had pulled me close and had cupped one of my breasts in her hand and was kissing it from the side. Henry shook his head, as if to clear it.

    “Yeah,” he conceded, “Viv, Ivory, Faye: I admit that I would like to see you together. But right now, I think we’re supposed to be working on making that baby. I’d say I’m ready to go again if you are.”

    “Oh, I’m ready,” Ivory smiled. “But, I think Faye wanted a different position for round two.”

    I bit my lip anxiously, looking at my brother. “Umm, yes. I was thinking of something that made it feel more like it was my dick knocking up my wife. Ivory will stay like she is, and you do pretty much the same as last time, but I’ll be lying directly on top of her in something like a missionary position. It’s going to put us a lot closer together though, bro.”

    I carefully got on top of my wife, putting myself hip to hip and tit to tit with her to show what I meant. I pushed up Ivory’s legs with my knees, giving my brother plenty of room to get right up against both of us. I glanced back at Henry to see what he thought of this.

    “That’s…a lot more contact for us,” he remarked, looking between my legs. He smiled, “But, yeah, sure, I see what you want.”

    Oh dear god, where exactly is he looking? I blushed.

    I kissed my wife, relieved that at the very least, he didn’t seem to be put off by the idea of touching me more. Viviana scooted closer to us, too, still wearing that same expression of gently smoldering lust she’d had when we arrived in the bedroom.

    Once I felt both of Henry’s legs make contact with mine, I looked back and shifted most of my weight to my left arm. When his dick got close, I reached back and grasped it with my right hand.

    “Allow me, dear brother,” I said.

    Even though he could certainly see what I was doing better than I could, I took the liberty of guiding his cock towards my wife’s pussy. It might have brushed against my own slippery entrance once on the way– to get my bearings– but I soon had him lined up on target. He pushed in until I realized that my hand was only in the way, so I released him.

    When I turned back to kiss my wife, she had a rather amused expression on her face. I tried to press the smirk off her mouth with my own soft lips, but it just sprang back to the same crooked curve the first couple times. Finally, when I felt Henry’s hips press into my ass, suggesting that he was nearing the bottom of Ivory’s depths, her mirth transformed into something more like fulfilled lust. I ground my nipples into hers happily.

    Henry seemed to be finding his rhythm, so shifted my body to try to line up my clit with Ivory’s. I was hoping that I could get us both off by rubbing them together while he fucked her, but instead, I found myself fixating on feeling part of my brother’s shaft gliding over my vulva on the way in and out of her. Almost without meaning to, I moved a bit lower, strengthening the contact with his manhood.

    Henry had to feel me too, but a glance back showed desire on his face, not disgust. Gleefully, I concentrated on his movement and started to move my hips along with his. Soon, we synced up, creating the sense that I was the one thrusting into Ivory’s welcoming pussy. I’d felt something a bit like this before, but this time rather than an artificial plastic strap-on, I was effectively wielding the real thing, armed with potent baby-making sperm.

    “Do you feel that?” I asked Ivory. “Does it feel like I’m fucking you as a man?”

    She started to laugh, but quickly moaned. “Sure, honey, ‘you’ feel great. A big, hard cock, round soft tits, and delectable, sexy lips. You’re the whole fucking package now, babe.”

    Okay, maybe it wasn’t as convincing as I’d hoped, I admitted internally. But, at least it’s just as hot as I imagined. Or hotter.

    I didn’t let my wife’s teasing get to me, I kept up the humping and bent down to suck one of her teats into my mouth. As it always was when she was turned on, Ivory’s nipple was a tough little nub suspended on a soft, rubbery cushion. I worked on it gently with my teeth and lips making her moan in delight. Well, Henry’s cock might have helped create those moans, too, but that was fine with me. Between moans, Ivory started on the dirty talk.

    “That’s it baby, fuck me with your big, hard man-cock. Put it deep inside me. I love how much you’re filling me up. Don’t hold back. Fuck me. Pump that baby-maker inside and unleash your hot cum.”

    Henry sped up and I followed suit. With the speed and force of his fucking, we weren’t perfectly in sync, but I didn’t mind that. My thrusts tended to lag behind his a little, which meant that he tended to drive me down into my wife, pressing all of us together each time.

    Another feminine hand joined mine on one of Ivory’s breasts and it took me a second to realize that Viviana was finally getting involved. I gave her some more space, and she moved in to suckle the other one of my wife’s nipples. Ivory was loving being the center of this miniature orgy.

    “Ah, fuck!” she moaned. “Yeah, give it to me. You guys, I’m gonna cum! Yes!”

    True to her word, Ivory started her familiar orgasmic cry a minute later. When Ivory began to shake, I realized that Henry and I were still bucking into her with no sign that he was ready to cum again. Henry slowed down, and I with him, in order to give Ivory time to recover.

    I was getting tired of bending over to suck on Ivory’s nipple, plus I think my ass was kind of getting in Henry’s way, so I shifted higher. When I started kissing my way around my wife’s neck and face, I could still feel my brother clapping into my legs, but he was only barely brushing my vulva.

    Since I was no longer making him stay with me, Henry also shifted to a slightly different angle. It was only a few minutes after that that he started using shorter, harder strokes until he finally came with a groan.

    After my brother had pulled out, he flopped over on his back on Viviana’s far side. Viv and I didn’t let up on Ivory; in fact, I shifted down so I could start working over her clit with my tongue. I paused for a moment to consider the taste of their combined cum after the first lick, but quickly resumed eating out my wife. My brother’s cum didn’t taste too bad, at least in the small amounts I was getting, so I tried not to let it distract me from my goal to give Ivory another orgasm.

    “Oh, fuck, baby!” exclaimed Ivory. “Are you eating your own brother’s cum from my pussy? God, yes, that’s so hot!”

    She really seemed to be excited about this latest pushing on the bounds of taboo. Viv also moaned and got a bit more aggressive with Ivory’s tits, which quickly helped drive my wife into cumming. She clenched up when she came, which pushed a bit more of his cum out, so I licked that up, almost without thinking.

    When Ivory was done cumming, I slid back up to be even with her, but Viviana stopped me and kissed me before I could reach my wife’s lips. Her tongue probed briefly around the inside of my mouth before she pulled away.

    “You even swallowed, didn’t you,” Viviana smirked at me, after the kiss.

    “Well, yeah, what else would I do?”

    Viviana laughed, “Yes, of course, dear. I must say, I’m enjoying this evening even more than I expected. And I haven’t even cum. Yet.”

    We both looked over at Henry and his thoroughly limp dick. It had shrunk to be the smallest I’d seen it. I knew that a guy’s penis changes size, but I hadn’t expected there to be quite so extreme of a difference between fully erect and fully flaccid.

    Henry looked pretty tired. “I really am going to need a while if you’re thinking of trying to go again, girls.”

    “Well,” I winked at Viviana, “with both of our spouses recovering from fucking, I guess it’s up to me to see to your sexual needs, dear sister.”

    “Fuck, yeah,” gasped my sister-in-law. “I still have dreams occasionally about the way your tongue felt on my clit that night. Please eat me out, Faye.”

    I just grinned and gently pushed her onto her back and opened her legs. Ivory leaned over and kissed our sister-in-law on the lips, but Henry seemed content to just lie back and watch the three of us.

    Slowly and deliberately, I kissed my way along Viv’s thighs until I reached her pussy. I ran my tongue around the outer folds of her labia a couple times, teasing her by narrowing avoiding contact with her proud little love button. I stalled like this until she broke away from kissing Ivory long enough to moan out a need-laden plea before I gave her what she really wanted.

    Once I started working on her, I didn’t hold back, but gave her the best oral experience I knew how to give. After four years of marriage, plus several serious girlfriends before that, I knew quite well how to send a woman to Venus and back without leaving bed. When Viviana reached her first orgasm of the evening, I didn’t stop, but pushed her right away into the next. It helped that I remembered that she enjoyed backdoor visitors, so I doubled down and worked her pink starfish with a finger for variety on her second crescendo.

    Afterward, Viviana panted, “Goddamn, Faye. That was incredible. Henry tried to do something like that once, but he just doesn’t know a woman’s body the way a lesbian does.”

    “I don’t think I’ve ever heard Viv make that sound,” mused Henry. “What exactly were you doing down there?”

    “Secret lesbian technique,” I coyly responded, with a blush.

    Viviana looked over at Henry and grinned hungrily. “Yes, indeed. That said, I can see one thing my dear husband has that you can’t compete with, Faye, baby.”

    I also looked at my brother and discovered that he had very clearly recovered. His dick had returned to full size and was standing up, apparently eager for more action.

    “Oh!” I chirped cheerfully. “Ready for round three, then, bro?”

    “Yeah, I guess so,” he smiled. “That was quite the show. Watching you three together does wonders for a man’s libido. Shall we get back to the baby making?”

    “Certainly,” Ivory cooed.

    “Actually,” interrupted Viviana, “if you guys don’t mind, I have a selfish request.”

    We all looked at her expectantly. She looked a bit embarrassed, which struck me as funny after what we had just done.

    “Watching Henry and Ivory,” she began, “and hearing all this talk about having his baby has turned me on in a way I hadn’t really expected, so…if it’s all right, I’d like to fuck Henry next.”

    “Oh, uh, sure,” I blinked at her, “he is your husband, of course.”

    “No,” Viv clarified, “what I mean is that I’ve caught the baby-fever, too.” Looking at Henry with a fire in her eyes, “I know we agreed to wait until we got a house, but all this pregnancy talk has me ready now. I want your baby in me right away, stud.”

    Henry looked stunned for a moment. “Yeah. Yes, as you wish. I said I would leave that kind of decision up to you, so let’s do it.”

    He glanced at me, as I snuggled up beside my wife. “Sorry, for the delay, Faye, Ivory. I hope you don’t mind.”

    “Not at all,” Ivory said.

    “Please, go right ahead and knock up your adorable wife, bro.”

    “Well,” confessed Viviana, sitting up, “I’m not especially likely to take today, but it’s definitely possible. This is really as much about me joining in the fun as it is about getting pregnant tonight. Odds are, that won’t really happen until later.”

    Henry smiled and started to sit up too, but Viviana pushed him back down. She gave his dick a quick suck before addressing him.

    “Your sister has made you do all the hard work so far tonight, honey. Lie back and let me take the lead on this one.”

    Henry acquiesced, with a chuckle, as his wife deftly mounted his upward pointing rod with practiced ease.

    Ivory and I kissed and caressed each other softly, while we enjoyed front-row seats to my brother and his wife making love. I guess I’d always assumed that fucking a strap-on and fucking a real dick would be the same, but I could see that the way she moved had some notable differences from what I’d experienced. I took mental notes the whole time she was riding him, learning what I could about how the other team played this superficially familiar game. I got so engrossed in watching every detail of their union, that at some point, Ivory had to firmly pinch my hard little nipple just to remind me that she was there, too.

    True to form, Henry held out until his wife came before unleashing inside her. Afterward, they lay together in a sweaty, intimate pile for a while, which reminded me a great deal of the way Ivory and I recovered together after a good romp. When they pulled apart, I helped Viviana lie back with a pillow under her ass, just like Ivory.

    “That was beautiful,” sighed Ivory, taking Viviana’s hand. “Welcome to the baby-making club, Viv.”

    “Thanks, Doll.”

    “I guess ‘little Henry’ will need to recover again, huh?” I asked, looking at my brother’s dick.

    “Yep.”

    “Then,” Ivory purred, “how about Faye and I put on a little show for the big guy. That worked well last time, and we just got to watch you two together, so I’d say it’s only fair that you get to see us show off our love, too.”

    I smiled shyly at my brother and Viv before kissing my wife. Ivory and I quickly became engrossed in making out, nearly forgetting our audience. When her hand slid between us and started to massage my clit, I decided that I needed more, so I sat up and tucked one leg under Ivory’s leg. From there it was just a small shift to bring our clits together in a classic tribadism position.

    “Aren’t you worried about my cum getting in you?” asked my wide-eyed brother.

    I just shook my head with a crooked smile and pressed into my wife.

    Remembering what I’d seen in porn, I angled my body to let Henry and Viv have a clear view of our point of sexual contact before starting to roll my hips, sliding my sex over Ivory’s cum-soaked pussy. Ivory reached up and grasped the nearest of my boobs, moaning and playing with it, as I settled into a familiar, intimate rhythm.

    We were both pretty well primed from everything that had happened in the last hour or two, so despite me not rushing, it was only a couple minutes before I came. As soon as I felt my orgasm start to fade, I dropped down and rapidly ate Ivory out until she came, too.

    When I climbed back up to kiss my wife, I noticed Viviana fingering herself pretty energetically, apparently not quite done getting herself off on our brief show. Henry was very slowly stroking his cock, which was clearly up and ready for more. After sharing the flavor of the new combination of sexual juices with Ivory, I turned a hungry gaze on my brother.

    “Excuse me,” I whispered, as I leaned over Viv, putting my face close to my brother’s crotch.

    I very slowly pushed Henry’s hand away from his cock and gave it a gentle stroke of my own. After staring fixedly at it in my hand for several more pumps, I leaned closer and put the end in my mouth. From handling it and from eating out Ivory, I had quite a good idea of what it would feel and taste like, but it was still remarkably thrilling to have my big brother’s cock in my mouth. I tried to imitate what Viviana had done, but I was forced to back off before I got nearly as deep as she had.

    I guess that takes practice, I mused, as I sat back.

    The others were all staring at me with various curious expressions on their faces. Ivory was pretty much smirking; Viv’s expression could only be described as eager leering. Henry had a somewhat dopey smile, but I thought I saw a hint of doubt or confusion, too.

    “Yes,” I blushed. “I’d say you’re ready.”

    Henry cleared his throat. “Yes. Yes, I am. So, uh, what’s next?”

    He got off the side of the bed and walked over to stand at the foot, looking back and forth between Ivory, Viviana, and me. I bit my lip nervously for a second, then rolled over, squeezing myself between Ivory and Viviana. Once I was lying on my back between them with my ass on top of the pillows under them, I spread my legs over theirs and looked my brother straight in the eye.

    “My turn,” I stated boldly.

    Viv made a tiny, suppressed squeal of excitement and Ivory kissed my shoulder, but I kept my gaze locked on Henry. He was looking me over with obvious lust, but was also hesitating.

    I gave him an uneven smile. “I guess I’ve got baby-fever, too, big brother. Ivory’s and my cycles are nearly lined up, so today also happens to be a very good day for me to try for a baby.”

    He couldn’t seem to take his eyes off what I was offering him, but he wasn’t convinced yet. “But, Faye, we’re brother and sister. Aren’t you worried about, well, mutations and stuff?”

    “That’s another little item I read up on online,” I said, softly. “The odds of birth defects and serious disorders from sibling incest are much lower than most people assume. It’s more like extremely rare issues become merely rare in such cases. Plus, we aren’t even full siblings, so this is much more like cousin incest, which used to be super common a few hundred years ago. It’ll be fine.”

    I put a hand on my belly and rubbed it slightly. “I want your baby in me, big bro.”

    Viviana started to chant in a whisper, “Do it. Do it. Do it.”

    I gave him my best puppy-dog eyes. Ivory joined in the chanting, too.

    “Do it. Do it. Do it.”

    Henry finally chuckled and waved for them to stop. “Okay, okay. If you guys are sure, I’ll fuck Faye, too.”

    “Yes!” jubilated Viviana.

    Ivory snickered, “I knew all along you had the hots for your big brother, babe.”

    I blushed and tried to look away, but pinned between my voluptuous wife and excited sister-in-law, I didn’t have anywhere to hide. They both snuggled up against me as Henry carefully climbed over the tangle of legs to reach me. Once he was poised to enter me, he stopped and looked at me in concern.

    “Faye, isn’t this your first time? I guess I’d better go slow and–“

    “Just fuck me, already! I lost my hymen ages ago and I’m super wet from cumming several times just now, so I’m more than ready.”

    He put the tip in me very gently, but I was in no mood for half measures. I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him sharply towards me. He resisted the pressure, so I only got a little bit more of him in me, but he finally seemed to believe that I wanted him, so even after I relaxed, he started to piston deeper and deeper into me.

    It was wonderful. I’d had a dildo in me like this plenty of times, so the physical sensations weren’t exactly new, but in a way that was hard to really describe, this was entirely different. The nearest I can explain it, is that it is like the difference between rubbing your own clit and having someone else rub it for you. The same, but also somehow so, so much better.

    I could tell he was still being much gentler with me than he had been with Ivory, but he was finally actually fucking me.

    Ivory and Viv were all over me, too, kissing, licking, and rubbing me in all sorts of nice spots, but when Henry’s hand found its way to my breast, they both gave way to him in that area. I also reached up and cupped my brother’s firm pecs, feeling how different they were from a woman’s soft breasts. I toyed with one of his nipples, partly imitating what his hand was doing to me until he chuckled and I sheepishly recalled that men didn’t really get much enjoyment from that kind of touch.

    Finally, Henry bottomed out inside me, which sent a jolt through me that I’d never gotten from a dildo.

    “Ah, fuck, bro! Yes!” I moaned loudly. “You’re bumping into my womb! I can’t believe you’re really fucking me, big brother. You’re going to fill me up with your hot baby-making seed. I’m going to have my brother’s baby growing inside me soon!”

    “Yes, do it, baby,” Viviana cheered us on. “Oh, god, you guys are so fucking hot together!”

    Henry gave up trying to go slow for my first time and increased his pace. Ivory and Viv continued to touch us and encourage us for either side.

    I was just thinking that I didn’t think I’d ever been so turned on when Henry leaned in and kissed me on the mouth. I moaned and eagerly welcomed his tongue, sharing my first willing straight kiss, while he continued making love to me. This quickly proved to be too much for me and I came with the force of a tidal wave. My big brother rested his stuble-rough cheek against mine and continued to fuck me as my orgasm crashed over me. Almost as soon as that one had finished, I began cumming a second time.

    I unleashed a long wordless cry with this second orgasm. I almost missed it, but near the end of this one, I felt a small but definite sensation inside me, which I realized was Henry’s cum spraying against my cervix. I promptly recaptured my brother’s lips with mine, pouring my affection and excitement into the frantic kiss.

    When Henry had finished cumming, he relaxed, allowing the majority of his weight to rest on me. As we lay together, panting, we each turned our heads to accept some passionate kisses from our wives.

    “Thank you, Henry,” I whispered, when we had all calmed down some. “I love you.”

    He gave me a peck on the lips. “I love you, too, Faye.”

    Ivory nuzzled me gently with a smile. “I had a hunch you were going to try to pull something like this, honey, but I can still hardly believe you two really fucked. And you deliberately did it on an unsafe day, too. Damn that was sexy.”

    “Amen, sister,” purred Viviana. “I’m jealous– I wish I had a brother or sister to commit incest with.”

    Henry and Ivory laughed at that.

    Henry’s soft cock slipped out of me, leaving me suddenly feeling empty where I had recently been so full. I sighed as he climbed off me and scooted Viviana over so he could snuggle in between us.

    “Well, ladies,” he said, “this has been incredible, but I think I’m beat. You girls have tapped me dry.”

    “It’s just as well,” murmured Ivory, “our neighbors are probably all jealous of all the noisy fun we’ve been having at this point.”

    “Oops,” I winced. “I guess we’d better clean up and get some sleep.”

    Ivory and Viviana both rolled on their sides sandwiching my brother and me between them.

    “Yeah, honey,” yawned Ivory. “I guess so.”

    When Henry’s arm wrapped around me and Ivory, I found myself trapped in the middle of a sweaty, sexy set of spoons.

    “Or maybe we can clean up in the morning, dear,” mumbled Viviana.

    With a smile, I wiggled around to fit more comfortably in the middle of my family and drifted off to sleep.

    —————–

    Epilogue

    One year later, three topless women took a seat on my couch, while my brother hovered anxiously, but uselessly, nearby. On the left, Viviana breastfed eight-week-old Penny. I was in the middle nursing Hunter, who had already grown into his three-month-old clothes. Ivory had been the last of us to get knocked up, so tiny little Josie sucking her teat was barely more than a week old.

    This was the first time we’d had ‘Uncle’ Henry and Aunt Viv over since Josie had been born, so this was the first time all the three of the half siblings had been together. Obviously, Ivory and I were exhausted from dealing with two infants who were on very different schedules, but it was still exciting to have the whole family together. Henry had gotten to hold both of our little ones right after they were born, but it was Viv’s first time meeting Josie in person.

    After the little ones had finished feeding, we changed them and laid them all side by side in the crib in the nursery. Before falling asleep, Hunter showed off his motor skills by grasping Penny’s sleeve with his stubby little fingers.

    “Awww,” softly cooed the three of us mothers, reflexively.

    “My little man is going to grow up to be just like his daddy,” I whispered fondly. “I know he’s always going to watch out for all his bastard little sisters.”

    Henry, who was watching every move, could not have looked prouder as we all carefully tiptoed out of the room. Once outside, I pressed my bare chest against my brother and nuzzled him affectionately. Ivory gently moved in next to me, inviting Henry to feel up both of our expanded sets of tits.

    “Mmm, hey, big brother,” I moaned. “In case you forgot, Ivory and I plan to have lots and lots of kids.”

    Henry gasped quietly, and a moment later I felt a familiar bulge in his pants poking me in the thigh.

    “I think that can be arranged for a couple of sexy MILFs like you,” winked Viviana. “Don’t you agree, dear husband?”


  • Curious Teen Jessica

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    My life is pretty much as ordinary as any other teen schoolgirl get up early walk to school do your classes finish your classes walk home have diner shower masturbate then go to bed and repeat the whole process the next day i was over being common i wanted excitement in my life like i don’t want to wake up in a different country every dayor anything like that just a little thrill that makes people look forward to waking up the next day.

    My name is Jessica I’m in my early teens slightly flat chested bit chubby around the edges have shoulder length brown hair and the pretty brown eyes to match I’m in the middle of high school and i feel more alone than ever I’m not popular i have a friend here and there never really had a boyfriend i only had a friend with benefits that never really went anywhere past the point of touching my boobs.

    Ok got that out of the way so being in a small town i don’t really have a lot of people around my age to interact with apart from the ones i know or the ones that know me but treat me like i don’t exist but the weird thing is i see a lot of older people, I’m talking like people in their 20’s older guys and they seem to know how to hold a committed relationship and people always say the older you are the more you know whenever i walked around town i just look at them and think being an adult must be so much more exciting than being a teenager, later on today while i was in computer class i waited till the teacher was away and began to search for porn videos containing young teens with older men obviously i could only find videos with people as young as 18 but that was good enough i guess i did find a range of videos on this porn site i decided to play one luckily for me i was sitting in the very back corner alone, i plugged in my earphones so i wouldn’t get heard as the video played it was very standard porn basic sex cumming inside her done but the part of the video that was so hot for me that the guy was at least 20 something years older than her i kept watching more and more as the videos were playing I guided my hand down to my pants and began rubbing my pussy over my cotton panties i was pretty much in another world i had to shut of the video and get back to work i don’t know how crazy i would’ve gotten but one thing i knew for sure i needed to start talking to new people and getting this experience and i need to find a way to contact them.

    Once the weekend arrived i went to my local library to use the Wi-Fi cause my parents are to shit for Wi-Fi, i arrived and connected my phone and began to search on the net for chatrooms , apps whatever i could find i came across an online chat site i made a profile and called myself BabyDoll uploaded a picture of me in my swimming bikini as my profile pic and set my age to 18 i made my way through the chat site there were chatrooms for specific fetishes and towns , some of the fetishes I’ve never even heard of scat , incest , femdom , pov ect i didn’t know what any of them meant but i want to focus on the town specified chatrooms i scrolled through and found a chatroom for people in my town i signed up and found so many member’s i messaged a fair amount of older men and women not saying anything fancy just that I’m new here and looking to try new things with new people. I need the adult attention luckily me being a girl i had a lot of thirsty guys to choose from but right now it was just first in best dressed for me and the guy that could meetup with me the soonest his name was DaddyJoe he 34 and had a picture of his cock as his profile picture, his cock was clean uncut and shaven must of looked about 9 inches i had no idea what he looked like but he sounded nice we chatted for a while…

    DaddyJoe: Hey there Dolly you have a beautiful little body there

    BabyDoll: Hi you have a nice doodle

    DaddyJoe: i bet you would love to have it inside your tight wet pussy

    BabyDoll: maybe i do he he would u teach me how to take it I’m a complete virgin

    DaddyJoe: I’m sure i can do that I’m free tomorrow if you wanna meetup and fuck

    BabyDoll: I’d love to but i just got to let u in on a secret im actually 16 please don’t be mad at me i won’t tell anyone

    DaddyJoe: mmm i do love a younger girl but you have to promise me to keep it between us

    BabyDoll: I promise 😉

    DaddyJoe: i will get us a hotel it will be more discreet I’ll send you the address what time?

    BabyDoll: i get dropped off at school at 8am and can sneak out around half past

    DaddyJoe: perfect I’ll see you then

    Later tonight in bed i just couldn’t get to sleep i just kept on imagining what it’s going to be like and how naughty this is going to be i was feeling a mixture of emotions excitement, fear and horny definitely horny.

    After what seemed like a lifetime of waiting the next morning officially arrived i awoke to the sound of my alarm clock going off for me to get ready for school i pretty much leaped out of bed like the opening to American Dad that how happy i was to be going to “school” , my school clothes were ready for me to wear as always i also managed to raid mum’s makeup cabinet while she was asleep to dolly myself up nothing to fancy bit of dark eye shadow not too much around the eyes foundation here and there enough to look slutty with a dash of innocent.

    Mum finally dropped me of at school as soon as she left i went to the toilet block to wait out for the bell for rollcall once the bell rung i waited just an extra 2 minutes to give people time to get to their classrooms finally the coast was clear i snuck out of school grounds and made my way down one of the side streets near my school, on my way out i got a text from DaddyJoe telling me the address it was a few blocks away and in a pretty quiet part of town i guess that’s what he meant by being discreet.

    I found my way to the hotel i was out the front his room was at the back of the hotel complex i walked to the door and took a deep breath and knocked .

    I was greeted by a slightly fit guy not to mention very handsome for a guy of his age he greeted me with a smile and invited me in i got more and more nervous as i walked into his room he seemed nice he introduced himself as John and shook my little hand he offered me a glass of wine he told me it helps with the nervousness I’ve only ever had sips of cider before never really had anything as pure in alcohol as wine but today was going to be a day of firsts for me so i took him up on his offer.

    After a few swallows later i became more and more relaxed and my nerves began to recede but still a tad nervous we did chat for a while asking what we enjoyed what kind of porn we watched just getting really social with me while at the same time looking each other up and down.

    John came closer to me and put his hand on my thigh and massaged it gently this made my heart skip a beat at his touch i still continued to drink as he moved his hand up and down closer to my pussy his hand was now under my skirt bushing against the edges of my panties he looked into my eyes as his hand brushed over my cotton panties his finger pressed harder on my clit and dragged his finger down my slit my panties were soaked and i was getting very turned on i knew what was going to happen next i needed more alcohol in me i reached out for the glass of wine and skulled it in one big gulp and laid down ready for John to do whatever he wants to me.

    John reached around the waist band of my school skirt and pulled it down along with my panties exposing my wet hairless little cunt he began to massage my wet clit you could see the drips of my juices run down his finger as he pushed his finger inside my pussy, my pussy began to puddle the deeper his finger went i was enjoying this feeling until he reached a barrier in my pussy or what i was taught “the hymen” John withdrew from my pussy then moved his tongue up and down my slit and flickered over my clit sending me into waves of little tingles inside me making me shake i couldn’t help but grip his head firmly and smush his face into my cunt it was driving me insane i feel like like my pussy was going to flip inside out my breath got shorter and shorter and my pussy spasmed splashing Johns face in what i thought was pee but then realised for the first time in my life i squirted John went back to lick all the wetness from my pussy making me tingle with every lick.

    I had to recover from that intense orgasm as much as i wanted to go further i needed to drink and let my pussy cool of John returned up to me and poured me more wine i drank it like water gasping for air i looked up at him and told him how good it felt like I’ve made myself cum from fingering myself but never came this hard from my finger and this all happened from a man’s tongue.

    John came up next to me and asked me if I’d like to make him cum the way he made me cum i was eager to play more all i could do was nod my head and reach into his boxers to grab something big and hard my little hand just managed to grip it all the way around i had no idea how I’m going to fit something this big inside me.

    I began to run my hand up and down Johns shaft slowly being a little tease but John wasn’t a patient man i gathered as i felt his hand on the back of my head gently pushing my mouth towards his cock i opened my little mouth to swallow the head of his cock i sucked it like a lollypop at first then moved my mouth deeper down his shaft my little mouth was full of cock after going down 4 inches’ i could feel the head of his cock pushing the back of my throat he kept pushing till a few more gulps his cock was pushing into my throat hole i swear it felt like he was going to hit my tonsils, John lunged out of my throat his cock was glistening wet with my saliva John looked up at me I went on to his cock and took it back down my throat going all the way up and down jerking his cock while sucked hard on the head of his cock pumping it hard and fast flickering my tongue over the pee hole John began to yell out I’m going to cum he withdrew his cock and held my mouth open he furiously jerked of in front of me until shots of cum came flying out of his cock into my mouth all over my lips and chest i swallowed all that was shot in my mouth the cum felt warm and gooey as it travelled down my throat followed by a salty after taste i licked what cum remained on my lips and massaged the cum on my chest into my boobs.

    John looked very surprised at what i was doing with his cum i guess as far as first timers go i was a quick learner that and i read that guys love it when girls play with cum in the most kinky ways.

    I laid back down on the bed with john as we both recuperated from our intense orgasms we drank the rest of the wine as we sat their panting like crazy by this moment i was really buzzed i could see Johns cock rising under the covers looks like round 2 was on its way i pointed at his hard cock showing him he is hard again he then asked me what i wanna do next at this moment i didn’t know what to do i did tell him i want to do everything within limits i just told John to surprise me, John gave me a smirk and led me of the bed and bent me over he ran his fingers over my back gently while lightly scraping the tender parts of my back with his nails i quite enjoyed this the small amounts of pain was making my pussy drip i guess this got John’s attention as he spent more time scratching me this time he scraped harder and went from the tip of my spine to my asscheeks

    “Don’t Stop!” i yelled

    I rubbed my clit as he dug his nails into my back i felt his hand slap my ass hard making a moan escape my mouth then again his hand went harder across my ass cheeks the pain was really turning me on

    “fuck me fuck me” i yelled

    i wanted to be fucked hard i wanted the pain to evolve, John positioned his cock at my pussy the head of his cock slid inside me my body shuddered as my virgin pussy stretched he suggested we go slow as its my first time but that’s the thing its my first time i want my first time to be brutal and painful not slow and steady i wanted it to happen this way i told him to go for it John withdrew his cock and ran

    it up and down the folds of my pussy lips lubricating my pussy with his precum i tooka deep breath and felt his cock lunge into me piercing my hymen pushing as deep as his large cock could go i felt my pussy tear i could feel blood dripping down my legs i felt like there was a roll of salami inside me the pain was crazy but the feelings it was giving me was amazing i could feel John struggle to move in and out of me my pussy was that tight around his cock my pussy eventually gave way and gave him more room and lubrication to pump my little my pussy he wasn’t holding back he was pumping into me like a jackhammer my screams were to loud even for me i grabbed

    the nearest pillow and shoved my face into it muffling my screams.

    Johns cock expanded in my pussy letting out a giant blast of cum overflowing my pussy forcefully pushing him out the rest of his cum dripped all over my ass there was so much as i raised myself higher a river of cum poured out of me all over the

    floor.

    The river of cum inside me began to reseed and managed to keep a good amount of it inside me, John suggested that we prepare my ass for his cock considering its a lot tighter and closed in than my pussy , i laid back on the bed and exposed my asshole to John he rubbed my asshole lightly then with his other finger he pushed deep into my cum filled cunt and started digging his cum out and adding it to his other finger using it as lube to slide his fingers i could feel my asshole clench around his fingers as he slid them inside my ass one by one until he got to his thumb that took a major shot of pain inside me but still bearable he continued fingering my ass as if his fingering my pussy hard and fast the feeling was getting less painful and more pleasurable as i felt my asshole open up more to his adult sized fingers i took my own fingers to my clit and rubbed it hard screaming “finger my ass daddy” i honestly don’t know why i said daddy but it made me feel more slutty and it seemed like john liked it to when he started ramming both my asshole and my pussy with his fingers but he was going hard he loved being called daddy so i yelled at him

    “daddy” “daddy” “daddy”

    we were both enjoying the feeling of both my holes being fully pleasured next minute i heard a slight vibrating noise at first i thought John had a vibrator stashed around here somewhere i then realised what time it was and it was my mum calling me i answered quickly

    “where are you school was out 5 minutes ago” my mum blabbed at me i really wanted to be fucked in the ass but was short on time i had to come up with some excuse i went back to the phone and tried working my mouth to come up with an excuse but then John comes sits next to me and works his hand on my clit causing my voice to sound more out of out of breath i did everything in my power not to

    moan while talking to my mother mum noticed my breathing and asked me where i was and then the excuse came to me i explained to mum that my last school period was a free period so i went jogging at the oval around the block i told her i will be there in 20 minutes thankfully she bought it and i got of the hook i got of the phone and planted a firm kiss right on Johns lips and took his cock in my hand i told him i have to go in 20 minutes John looked disappointed i turned his head to mine and told him

    “lets get this big dick in my ass”

    John smiled I took Johns cock to the back of my throat just to add that extra saliva on his cock and bent over and guided his cock to my asshole John was definitely taking his time i was worried we wouldn’t have enough time i pushed into john a bit more taking the head of his cock into my ass then that hit the very top of my pain barrier i bit down on my lip as hard as possible i egged him on to keep going John pushed deeper into my ass i shuddered as inch by inch went into my ass my lip was bleeding from my teeth sinking into it John was fully inside my ass I could feel the head of his cock breaching my colon if he pushed any further he would be fucking my stomach

    he slowly plunged into me fucking me slow and steady i looked at my phone and saw i only have just over 10 minutes left i told him we need to hurry i gripped both sides of the bed and buried my face in the pillow and wriggled my ass to signal him to fuck my ass hard Johns cock went all the way back out of my ass just so the tip is inside me then BANG deep inside me again he continued ripping into my ass harder than he was in my pussy i clenched at the bed as his cock fills my rectum my mouth was full of pillow at this stage his cock was so big compared to being in my pussy i felt a massive sigh of relief as i head something warm and hot splashing up against my colon now that was the most pleasurable part about anal the dick in my ass hurt like a bitch but having the cum inside my ass was worth the pain, as John removed his cock my asshole morphed back closing me up keeping his warm cum fully inside me.

    I had only minutes to clean up i felt bad having to ditch him so quick I’m so glad he understood i gave him a kiss and told him ill message him online.

    Once my mum picked me up i felt like a different person i spent the whole night in my room tasting myself and thinking about the fun i just experienced i still had cum leaking out of all three of my holes i was definitely pleasured out all 3 of my freshly fucked holes were aching from the intense pounding they all took.

    Over the next few days while i was waiting for my holes to heal i went back to that online site interacting with more people lucky for me there were millions of horny guys keen for a root i knew i would have no trouble in the future if i ever need a quick screw.

    I want to try something more exciting so I came across a few women’s profiles sadly there wasn’t much of a variety of women on the site just full of thirsty men there were about 4 women on that i was looking at , i was always straight but going through their profiles seeing their naked bodies and sexy poses kinda made me tingle downstairs.

    Three out of four women on the site were into girls and guys so i decided to go ahead and message them after a few minutes of waiting i got 3 responses i told each of them the same thing

    “I’m not really 18 and looking to experiment with older people i recently just got my ass mouth and pussy fucked by an older guy from this site but now im curious about trying things with women hopefully somebody can point me in the right direction”

    One girl who was 24 told me to fuck off, another woman her name was MaggieCakes who was 53 responded with a kind message asking me how i am and that I’m a naughty girl doing what im doing and that she likes it followed by a bunch of flirty emoji’s she was really tech savvy for her age.

    The other woman was quite the opposite to the other woman who replied to me her name was SexySuzzy and she was 22 she was more attractive than the other woman but had less of a welcoming vibe as all she said back to my message

    i decided to peruse with the 22-year-old as she seems to reply a lot more quicker we covered a lot in our time of talking we learned she lives by herself and only lives near the local library she then went to ask me to come over and I did have a couple hours left at the library till my mum had to pick me up so i thought why not at least this way i can get pleasured and give my insides a time to recuperate.

    SexySuzzy told me to lookout for a woman with long straight light brown hair wearing track pants and a yellow jumper i told her that i was wearing a black crop top and baggy shorts and told her to meet me near the geography section of the library the geography section was pretty big like a maze so we would have a little fun trying to find each other.

    Time went by i trotted around the geography section excited and nervous waiting to find this woman i turned a corner and found her she was more attractive in person i was staring at her ass in those pants it was making my pussy drip at the thought of me spanking that ass , she came in eye contact with me and kind of gave me a look to follow her.

    i followed the woman through the library to the carpark and got in the car there was nothing but silence for the first 5 minutes the attractive woman broke the silence “nervous huh” she questioned i was actually really nervous to be honest i never thought id see myself having sex with a girl ever i was fine with the guy because i was attracted to guys but this is different.

    She introduced herself as Laura and told me she’s only been with a couple girls herself but never with one as young as me so she was a bit nervous to then followed by placing her hand on my thigh i remember when John did this it made me feel all tingly down there i leaned back and parted my legs a little bit being more relaxed i felt Laura move up closer to my panties but not actually touching it she was teasing me and she knew i knew just by the laboured breathing coming out of my mouth she continued to go up and down sometimes taking a little of swipe of my pantie covered pussy with her little finger i felt my panties get damp at her slight touches the next touch turned into a poke and she poked me right in the g spot this flipped a switch in my mind and my hand immediately went to grab Laura’s boob Laura gasped at my touch unexpectedly having to pull over to the side of the road i thought “oh shit” i pissed her of she looked at me with fierceness and brought my face to hers and deeply made out with me she was a way better kisser than John her tongue danced with my tongue her lips locking over my lower lip i could feel her breath inside my mouth as she passionately made out with me.

    A car started driving behind us Laura broke our sloppy kiss seeing the saliva drip from our mouths as her lips moved away she wiped the corners of her mouth and started driving the rest of the way home like nothing ever happened she didn’t even say a word for the rest of the trip.

    My pussy tingled a bit more as Laura drove us into her driveway we got up and i followed her to her front door still nothing but silence.

    I found myself on Laura’s couch sitting waiting nervously for her to make the first move I could still taste the flavour of her kiss on my lips each time I think about it it made my pussy drip more I had to be careful what way I position my legs one small shake and my juices would seep through my undies and drip out of me.

    Laura was sitting on the couch opposite me staring at me her legs were shaking her lips were smacking together as her eyes looked me up and down I would love to be a fly on the walls of her mind to see what was going on in that pretty head of hers.

    Laura made her way to me and held her hand out to me and told me to follow her I followed her down her hallway and into her bedroom she shut the door behind us and locked the door and there we were face to face staring into each others eyes my hands shakingly met her hands Laura took control of our locked hands and began to raise my shirt of as I did the same with hers our hands broke way and began to explore each others bodies my hands slid across her stomach up around her back over her shoulder blades down to her bra strap unclipping and reviling her massive boobs almost smashing into my chest my hands ran all over her boobs gripping them firmly Laura groaned softly at my squeezing she gripped my chin and brought my lips to hers moving her hands to my cheeks pushing me onto her bed making out with me I felt her tongue parting my lips again Laura mounted my abdomen dry humping me and removing my bra she stamped her hands on my boobs, my boobs weren’t as big as hers but big enough to be roughly gripped.

    Laura humped as I felt her hands press into my boobs feeling her thumb tickle my nipples then moving to suck on my neck I could feel her teeth stick in my first thought was “oh my god the pain” the pain got me so wet it felt like I peed myself my moans were stretched out thin as I felt the warmness of her breath on my neck and her teeth nibbling on my neck bones and collar bone.

    Laura moved down further between my legs tugging my pants and undies down exposing a very wet recently pounded teen pussy Laura looked up at me and gave a very hungry looking evil look towards me and proceeded to take my clit between her lips then managed to cover my entire pussy with her mouth her warm breath spread all over my pussy feeling her tongue wash all over my pussy like a hurricane licking up all my juices.

    Next minute Laura parted my pussy lips with two fingers and slowly finger fucked my pussy while still having my clit in her mouth she was hitting my little tingle spot with the vibrations coming from her lips moving like a vibrator I moaned quite louder than a girl like me should but she definitely knew what she was doing down there she broke the kiss between her and my throbbing pussy

    “it takes a girl to know what a girl like” Laura smiled at me she tucked a finger inside me pushing me back towards her stack of pillows then withdrawing her finger and sliding that finger in my mouth she asked me if I liked it I moaned in agreement she kept turning me on with her words telling me how good I taste and telling me that im tasting my own cunt while continuing rubbing my clit.

    My moans were getting more crazy as Laura continually put my fast paced pressure on my clit I bit my lower lip as I felt my orgasm break through me I sweated and panted and pushed out a river of cum that travelled all the way down Laura’s throat Laura withdrew herself from my flushed pussy and told me to open my mouth I excitedly opened my mouth Laura moved her lips closer to my mouth and poured what was left of my cum into my mouth it was so thick and creamy not to mention salty with a slight hint of sweetness Laura still had a few more drops in her mouth I had to have more I urged her to come closer and openly kissed her swiping all my cum from her mouth into my mine using my tongue to scoop around every nook and cranny of her mouth to savour all of my juices.

    As I laid on Laura’s bed panting Laura had other ideas she was red in the face sweating and there was a giant wet patch on her track pants eating a teen girls pussy and tasting her juices must of really made her cum hard or drench beyond relief, Laura moved over to me wiping her hand over my clit swiping my juices and licking her hand while she sat next to me she told me how sweet and amazing my pussy was she loves teen pussy.

    After 3 minutes of intense making out Laura whispered in my ear asking if I want to know what she tastes like I rubbed her moist pants covered pussy I nodded my head getting turned on by the touch of her pussy.

    Laura stood up on her bed and slowly pulled down her track pants exposing her drenched laced panties then slowly and sensually pulled them down to her ankles filling the room with a sweaty salty odour throughout the room I closed my eyes to savour the smell of another woman’s pussy the smell was a lot more stronger than mine it took no time filling my nose and dampening my pussy.

    I opened my eyes to Laura’s pussy staring at me the clit itself was beautiful I could see it hanging much lower then mine in between her pussy lips glistening with the shiny texture of her juices dripping down she had a light amount of hair around her pussy mound neatly trimmed Laura reached into her pussy with one

    Finger digging at her pussy and flopping her clit up and own causing more drips from her pussy hit my stomach Laura gently guided my finger inside her the feeling was warm, wet and gooey she moved my finger in and out of her I added another finger inside her and started raming my fingers inside her faster she moved more over my head so I could catch the drops of her pussy juices in my mouth as they drip from her clit from my furious finger fucking.

    Laura bucked at my fingers moaning jerking her body till I felt her pussy tighten around my fingers and coated my fingers in a warm liquid she yelled at me to taste my fingers to taste her cum I sucked at my fingers while Laura jumped and sucked at my pussy lips while slowly moving the lower half of her body closer to my face I ripped my nails into her ass pushing her pussy straight onto my face so many thoughts entered my mind as I tasted her mature aged pussy it was like a Smokey salty flavour on my lips I probed my tongue in her fuckhole as further as I can while I reached around and rubbed her clit I could feel more of her wetness gauge my face as I poked at her clit I could smell her asshole on top of my nose I don’t know why but I was really curious to see what her ass tastes like I replaced my tongue with another finger in her pussy and then slid my tongue into her sweaty asshole i felt her growl into my pussy making me growl into her ass the vibrations from her lips and tongue sent jolts of amazement up and down my body I pulled her into my face making my tongue slide furtherer into her ass.

    Laura’s tongue kept flickering over my clit picking up her pace meeting the thrusts of my fingers in her pussy and my tongue in her ass we both came to a powerful orgasm drenching each others faces in our juices I had to push her ass of my face and capture the trickles of her mature girl cum into my mouth before I started drowning in her juices.

    Here I am still breathing hard from my mutual orgasm with Laura but Laura was not done with me yet I could feel her lips on top of my pubic mound following down my wet throbbing slit with her tongue then moving me on my side and parting my legs

    I was in a weird upright scissor position while Laura moved in an opposite scissor position slamming her pussy into mine and started rubbing my wet pussy with hers the scents of our climaxed pussies filled the room while our pussies rubbed on one another my pussy was still sensitive from the orgasmic adventure it experienced I felt Laura’s tongue wrap all over my foot poking her tongue through the gaps in my toes sucking over every toe while working our pussies up to another orgasm she continued kissing my legs pushing into my cunt deeper Laura was the first one to cum squirting warm power liquid into and onto my pussy that was enough for me to return the favour squirting my own juices back at her pussy I immediately went between her legs and licked of the infusions of mine and her juices of her pussy slit.

    Laura soon passed out after an amazing session of intense first time lesbian sex I must admit it was enough to make me collapse and fall asleep next to her but once I fall asleep im not waking up for a long time I quickly gathered up all my clothes and snakingly tip toed out of her room and out of her house and made my way back to the library.

    I soon arrived back at the library a few moments before my mum arrived, I had enough time to go to the bathroom to fix myself up and dose myself in enough soap dispenser soap to cover up the smell of sex.

    By the time the weekend was over and was back at school I felt like a real woman and wasn’t to shy to start exploring witch I will intend to in the many years to come.


  • Building a Dream: Part Twenty

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    “Who the fuck is that?” whispered Jay loud enough for the group in the kitchen to hear. I looked at the monitor and watched the three men remove their cocks from the girls arses, the hand-held camera on the girls faces showing a mixture of relief and frustration.

    Building a Dream: Part Twenty.

    The porn film is in full swing at Sonia’s house in Dorking but then there is an unexpected visitor ringing the doorbell.

    Everyone went quiet in the kitchen as well as the rest of the group in the lounge. I looked around did a quick head count and added the lounge group. Everyone was accounted for so who the fuck was outside? The action in the lounge had come to a complete stop, nobody moving nor saying a word.

    “Who the fuck is that?” whispered Jay loud enough for the group in the kitchen to hear. I looked at the monitor and watched the three men remove their cocks from the girls arses, the hand-held camera on the girls faces showing a mixture of relief and frustration. Patty crept forward to Sonia; their conversation being picked up by Stacey’s camera.

    “Are you expecting anyone?” she asked Sonia who had stood up and had a panicked look on her face.

    “No,” she answered, still out of breath from the anal fucking. “I’m not due any visitors.”

    The doorbell rang again.

    Manus picked up Sonia’s dress and passed it to her.

    “Better check and see who it is.”

    Sonia pulled the dress over her head and, looking in the large mirror above the fireplace, ran her hands through her dishevelled hair. As she was about to leave the lounge we heard a loud voice from outside the front door.

    “Mr Campbell? It’s Tony Keller from Keller and Marson antiques.” The question as to who the mystery visitor was instantly answered.

    “What does he want?” Patty said to Sonia quietly.

    “He said he would like to look around the rest of the house in case there was any items I might take an offer on. Not likely considering he tried to get his hands on the paintings in such an unscrupulous manner. I told him to ring first, mainly so I could put him off”

    “We need to get rid of him. Can you do that?”

    “Okay.” Patty walked out of the lounge and shut the door. I moved to the kitchen door and shut it as she passed and put my ear against it to listen.

    “Fuck,” Jay exclaimed, who had been looking out of the kitchen window. “Everybody down, he’s coming this way.” She pulled the blinds down and sat on the floor followed by everybody else.

    “Mrs Campbell?” the voice said again from outside as he approached the door. Katy was sat against the door and quickly reached up and quietly turned the key and not a moment too soon as the handle moved down followed by a gentle push on the door. Realising the door was locked I could see the outline of the figure outside try to peer through the blinds and trying the windows to see if they were unlocked. Not being able to see in, he gave up and walked slowly away to the rear of the house. I got up, threw the kitchen door open and opened the lounge door.

    I said in a loud whisper, “He’s walking around the house. Quick, shut the curtains.” Manus and Paul went quickly to the windows and pulled all three sets of curtains shut then crouched down behind the sofas. Stacey, who was crouched down against the window by the back of the sofa, got up and moved to join me at the door. Together we crouched down and could just make out the same outline of the antiques dealer as he walked around the windows looking for a gap in the curtains to peer through.

    Sonia had opened the front door and left it open as she walked around to look for the unwelcome visitor.

    “What’s he up to?” I whispered as we watched the figure trying to look through any available gaps in the curtains

    “Looking to see if anyone’s home, I reckon,” whispered Stacey. “and possibly looking for a way in.”

    I agreed with her. What reason would he have to go around the house checking doors and windows if no one is home apart from that. We then heard voices coming from the front of the house, Sonia evidently finding Mr Keller

    “Good morning Mr Keller, what are you doing here?” I heard Sonia ask. She must have caught him peering through more windows as there was an element of surprise in his voice at being caught.

    “Mr Campbell!” Keller exclaimed. “I didn’t think you were home.”

    “Well, I am home. What are you doing?”

    “I…er…I needed to speak to you about…any further items you might like valuing. I thought you might have been in the garden and not heard the doorbell so I just thought I would check around the house. Am I disturbing you? I can see that you have visitors.”

    I then realised that James’s van and Chris’s minibus were both outside. I waved frantically at both of them to get out there and support Sonia. Both men moved past me and went through the front door just as Sonia said,

    “I had a taxi bring some compost home for me and he got a flat tyre. He’s waiting for his boss to come and help and this is James who is giving me a quote on a new arbour by the stream.

    “Nice to meet you,” Keller said as I presumed he shook hands with them both. “As I was saying, Mrs Campbell, is it possible for me to have a peak around? Just to see if there’s items you would like to part with?”

    “It’s not convenient at the moment,” Sonia answered. “Give me a call sometime next week and I’ll see if I can book you in.” The disappointment at not gaining entry was clear in Keller’s reply.

    “Oh, I see. Okay, Mrs Campbell, I will do that.”

    “I’ll expect a call then. If you don’t mind I need to show James where the arbour is to go so goodbye, Mr Keller.” Sonia’s voice trailed off as she walked away from the house and moving further into the garden.

    “Can I quickly use your facilities, Mrs Campbell?” Keller asked hanging back near the open front door.

    There was a brief moment of silence from Sonia as she pondered on a reply. I was hoping she refused him but I found out later that she couldn’t think of a reason not to let him.

    “Of course,” I heard her reply. “First door on the left. Shut the front door after you leave please.”

    “Thank you,” he replied. I looked at Stacey in panic and pulled the lounge door shut. I looked around and bolted into the kitchen but when I looked behind me for Stacey I saw that, in her panic, she had gone in the dining room, shutting the door behind her. I shut the kitchen door and crouched down, indicating to everyone to keep quiet.

    I kept my ear to the door and expected to hear the toilet door open and shut but instead heard the soft tread of feet on carpet walk further down the hall followed by the handle of the dining room door being slowly opened.

    Remembering that Stacey had gone in there with the hand-held camera I moved quickly to the monitor. Everyone around me slowly stood up and watched the live picture from Stacey’s camera taking up a quarter of the screen. She had crouched under the table and the camera was still turned on, sending us a clear picture of the door. We saw Keller’s feet as he slowly crept into the room and moved down to stop in front of where I knew the paintings were hung.

    Stacey may have been a bit naïve and clumsy but she had heard enough about the paintings that morning to realise that Keller was up to no good. She moved the camera between the chairs and pointed it up at Keller who had a magnifying glass in his hand and was closely inspecting the paintings hung in their cheap frames. He put the magnifying glass in his pocket, pulled out a tape measure and measured each painting’s length and width and then pulled out his phone and took pictures of each painting singularly before moving back to take one of the three together. The camera moved back under the table as he walked around the room, stopping by the windows. Stacey moved the camera again and got a clear shot of him checking the handles and locks before moving quietly back to the door and leaving, slowly shutting it behind him.

    He must have moved quickly to the toilet as a moment later we heard it flush followed by the front door shutting. None of us moved. We stayed crouched and silent for what seemed like an eternity before the door was opened and Sonia walked in.

    “He’s gone,” she said as we all stood. “We watched him walk back down the lane.”

    “That was close,” I said, my heart beating fast. “and he wasn’t here for any ‘valuing.’ He was here to check out the paintings.”

    “I filmed him,” Stacey said from behind Sonia who had been joined by James and Chris. “He measured them, took pictures and checked your windows. I’ve got it all on film.”

    Everyone in the room nodded as I pointed to the monitor. “Stacey’s right, we all watched him on the monitor.”

    “Bastard!” Kylie said entering the kitchen followed by the rest of the group from the lounge. “he intends to steal them.”

    “Don’t worry, honey.” Sara said approaching Kylie and hugging her. “We’re taking them with us today. Should he try to take them, he’ll end up with fakes. Don’t worry.” Sara took her face in her hands and kissed her softly, Kylie accepting the brief moment of affection.

    “Well, he won’t be back in a hurry.” Patty said to all of us. “Let’s get the film completed just in case we have anymore unexpected guests. Everyone have a quick break to get our hearts beating to a normal level then we’ll carry on. Ten minutes everyone.”

    Everyone started moving around either pouring coffee, eating the remaining vestiges of food or stretching their legs. I used the facilities, went into the lounge and retrieved my clothes from where they lay by the sofa. I dressed and went back into the kitchen and resumed my seat next to Cheryl who was sat back in front of the monitor also fully clothed. The room had emptied leaving us alone and I could see on the monitor, Kelly, Kylie and Sonia getting ready to resume their places kneeling on the sofa assisted by Chris who had had the foresight to take Polaroids beforehand. Stacey was on her knees again sucking Paul while Sue sucked Phil and Sara did the same for Manus.

    A moment later Keith, Mary, Katy, Jim, Clive came back into the kitchen and resumed their places seated behind us. I looked up expecting Jay to follow with Simon but neither appeared. For a brief moment I had a vision in my head of him fucking her somewhere in the house. Simon had good stamina but was he that good to go for another shag so soon after the last? I brushed the thought away and concentrated on the picture on the monitor.

    Sonia, Kylie and Kelly were knelt on the sofa while Stacey positioned herself behind the sofa with the camera directly on their faces. Sue passed around the small bottle of poppers to each woman who took a deep sniff in each nostril before passing it back to Sue. She then stood back and watched each woman as the drug took its effect. Manus, Paul and Phil lined their cocks up to the girls arseholes and slowly eased them in, the girls eyes widening with the slow thrust as their helmets stretched the tight, but willing, holes before slowly sinking in deep to their full lengths. Sonia’s eyes were the widest, she being the least experienced at anal but after a couple of slow thrusts by Manus her face began to relax and her eyes closed as she started to enjoy the cock sliding into the deepest point of her arse.

    “ACTION.” Shouted Patty and the fucking began at the same pace as before with each man sliding in and out in unison with each other. Sue moved from girl to girl and gave a quick tug on the chains connecting the nipple clamps causing each girl to let out a yelp, the short, sharp pain highlighting a form of pleasure that was evident by the open mouthed expressions on their faces.

    James moved the hand-held camera along the back of each girl and got some extreme close-ups of each cock easily sliding in the girls arses, the lube and the poppers having taking effect creating an easy fuck. The girls were panting, shrieking, moaning and shouting out he occasional, ‘fucking yes,’ ‘harder,’ ‘deeper,’ and a very loud shot from Kylie to her boyfriend Paul of ‘FUCK MY FUCKING ARSE. FUCK IT, FUCK IT!.’

    “Where’s Jay?” Cheryl asked me looking around the room. “And Simon? Don’t tell me he’s shagging her somewhere. Patty won’t be happy if she finds out that a spare cum shot could actually be had.”

    “Shall we go and have a look for them?” I said, reaching down and taking her hand. She turned to face me, smiled and answered, “Sure.” Not saying anything to the others in the kitchen we got up and left, hand in hand. We shut the kitchen door behind us and peeked in the dining room but they weren’t there. Nor were they in the downstairs bathroom or the study. We crept up the stairs and quietly checked each room until we came to the small bedroom at the back of the house. The door was slightly ajar and as the pair of us crept up we could hear sounds coming from within.

    We peeked through the gap in the door and saw Jay naked on her hands and knees on the bed with Simon stood behind her slowly pushing three fingers into her arse while dripping lube on to his wrist. Jay had her face down in a pillow and was moaning loudly into it with each push of his fingers as he probed deeper and deeper, adding a fourth finger which caused the others to bunch up. I knew what was coming and it was something I never expected to see my wife do. A week ago, she would maybe let me slip a finger in but that was it but now I was watching her about to be anal fisted, and a few seconds later she was.

    Simon pushed his thumb along the side of his fingers and Jay’s arse widened to a point I had never seen before, not even when she took the two cocks earlier. Simon pushed his hand in and it bunched into a fist as he did so. Jay let out a long, muffled shriek into the pillow as he stopped pushing and held his fist in her.

    “Are you okay?” We heard him whisper to her. She lifted her head slightly off the pillow and answered with a quiver in her voice,

    “Yes…yes, I’m fine. Please, carry on.” Words I never ever expected to hear her say.

    Simon gently pushed his wrist in another centimetre then an inch and pulled back before pushing a little further in, each time a muffled shriek coming from Jay, her face now firmly planted in the pillow. He slowly twisted his hand from left to right a few times then pulled his fist out enough so we could see the last knuckles then pushed back in again. Jay had one hand playing with her clit underneath her as he fisted her, her shrieks now a mixture of muffled yell, heavy breathing and then a moan; not of pain, but of pleasure. Within seconds I felt my cock get hard watching my wife getting anally fisted, my member pushing out firmly against my jeans. I wasn’t one for getting excited again so soon after a shag but today was turning out to be different for everyone.

    Cheryl tugged at my sleeve and I backed away from the door to face her. She looked up at me, put her arms around my neck and kissed me, her tongue gently pushing between my lips to rub and entangle with my own. I held her tight and pulled her body to me as we kissed. I ran my hand over her face then kissed her neck, quiet, little gasps coming from her mouth as she moved her hand down to my crotch and grabbed the head of my hard cock through the inconveniently placed material.

    She looked around and then took my hand, leading me down the landing to the farthest bedroom which must have been Sonia’s daughters room judging by the framed pictures of her, Sonia and her brother together. It was clean, tidy and very orderly set out. The posters of boy bands on the wall being the evidence that this was a girls bedroom. The bookcases were alphabetically ordered with textbooks on art, crafting and various other needle workbooks. On the wall above the bed was the name ‘Milly’ crocheted onto a long piece of fabric, the final clue that this was indeed Sonia’s adopted daughters room.

    Cheryl closed the door behind us and threw herself onto me causing me to fall back on the bed where we frantically kissed and tugged at each clothes until we were naked. I sucked on each of her nipples as I wasted no time in pushing two fingers in her already very wet pussy. Cheryl moaned loudly and pulled my head harder onto her breasts, running her own hand down to my cock which she gripped hard and started to tug at, wanking me hard.

    I ran my head down until I found her pussy and jabbed at her clit with my tongue and ran it in circles around the slight protudence, still pushing two fingers back and forth into her. I stopped and moved Cheryl’s body so her legs were over the side of the bed. I knelt on the floor and continued my fingering while sucking and biting on her clit bringing louder yelps from her as she bucked her hips and pushed her pussy harder onto my open mouth. It was when I entered a third finger that she came. Her thighs suddenly clamped around my head leaving my face trapped and firmly planted against her as she bucked up and down and moaned out loud with the orgasm. My face suddenly got wet as her ejaculate shot out of her and drops of it started to drip on the carpet below me. She shook and her moans became slower and quieter and a few moments later I felt the pressure on my head release as her orgasm finished.

    I slowly retracted my fingers and lifted my head, the moistness covering my face and more drops falling on the carpet.

    “Oh, fuck,” Cheryl breathlessly said as she looked down on me. “You’re covered.”

    I made an exaggerated play of licking my lips and wiping my face to gather the sweet liquid and offer it to her to taste which she did, holding my wrist to her face as she ran her tongue around each finger. I moved back and looked down on the carpet and saw a couple of dark patches from where it had dripped. Cheryl sat up and, looking down and seeing her cum soaking in, reached over to the bedside table, pulled a few tissues from the box sat there and passed them to me.

    I began dabbing the patches then rubbed gently hoping the friction would help it dry quicker. It was then that I noticed the cardboard box just poking out from under the bed. I wouldn’t have given it a second glance but the box was obviously old and had a split on the underside. Poking out from the split was a photograph showing the naked leg of someone in a shower. Curiosity got the better of me and I gently pulled more of the picture out and was surprised to see that it was Sonia in the picture.

    It had been taken when she was in the shower and from an angle that showed it had been taken from low down by the bathroom door. Sonia was half-turned in the picture. The side of one breast showing along with a clear view of her arse. I passed it up to Cheryl who was still getting her breath back.

    “Have a look at this,” I said as she took it from me. “Someone’s been taking naked pictures of Sonia.”

    “Where did you find this?” she asked examining the photo.

    “From this.” I said and pulled the flat box out from under the bed and placed it on the bed next to Cheryl. I went to lift the lid off when Cheryl held my wrist.

    “Do you think we should? I mean, it’s not ours and we really shouldn’t be nosing around other people’s property.”

    “I agree, but why is there a naked picture of Sonia here and what else is in this box. There could be more pictures and, if there is, it’s only fair that we should warn her.” Cheryl nodded and let go of my wrist allowing me to remove the lid.

    I don’t know which of us let out a gasp of surprise first when we saw the first items in the full box were a pair of vibrators, one large and one which was of the ‘bunny’ type with clit simulator. Next to these was an inflatable butt-plug and two others of the normal type, one bigger in length and girth than the other. Next was a bottle of lube which, judging by its weight, was almost empty. I started to remove each item and lay them in order on the bed. Two bottles of high-strength poppers was followed by an anal douche which was starting to look a bit ragged out of use. These were followed by two sets of anal beads of different sizes and lengths and a double-headed dildo. Several hardcore porn magazines followed; a mixture of group gangbang, a couple of gay men’s and about five lesbian mags.

    It was underneath these that we found the pictures. Almost all seemed to be taken on a telephone and printed on a home printer judging by the quality of the paper. There was about twenty of Sonia, all of them of her naked and taken from an angle that clearly showed that Sonia was unaware. Some were of her in the shower, several of her in the bedroom either undressing or dressing and some that had been taken through the gap of an open door of her in the bedroom masturbating. Some showed she was just using her fingers but another showed her using a small beer bottle.

    “Oh fuck,” Cheryl exclaimed as we went through each picture. “Oh fuck, her daughter must have taken these. What’s her name?”

    “Sophie,” I replied as I pulled out more pictures. “If I remember correctly she’s about twenty. Sonia and her ex adopted her when she was fifteen, along with a boy of the same age.”

    “At least they’re not related.” Cheryl said as she thumbed through each picture and placed them on the bed. “because that would be, well, weird.”

    I pulled out some more pictures similar to the photos of Sonia which showed someone different in the shower. It was a young male of about twenty who had a very, very big cock. Several more pictures showed him in his bedroom getting dressed or undressed and then finally three pictures of him having sex with a girl in various positions in his bedroom. Most of the pictures had been taken through gaps in doors but these looked like they were taken from a different part of the room. I studied them a bit closer and realised that they had been taken from inside a wardrobe.

    “She’s a sneaky one, isn’t she?” Cheryl said when I showed her these. “Hiding in a wardrobe while her brother shags someone. A bit pervy, but very erotic.”

    More pictures followed which really did surprise us. Again, they had been taken from a wardrobe but these were of a different girl and she was getting gang-banged by a group of black men. The girl was sat on a guys cock while another man was fucking her arse from behind. Another man was kneeling in front of her and was holding her head as his cock was deep in her mouth. Four other men were stood around with hard cocks in their hands, probably waiting their turn. There was about twenty of these pictures, all showing the girl getting fucked by each man in various positions and ways. The last couple of pictures was of the girl on her knees having her face covered in cum by each man wanking and cumming on her.

    “That must be ‘Glo,’ the step-sister.” I said pulling the final pile of pictures from the box.

    “What a slut,” Cheryl said but in a jovial manner. “Having a black man gangbang. Lucky girl.”

    The next set of pictures were a real eye-opener. I expected them to be of her step-brother, but instead they showed Neil Campbell and had been taken outside in a wooded area. He was naked and bent against a tree as another man was clearly fucking his arse with two others watching cocks in hand. As we ran through the pictures it showed him getting fucked by each man before the final pictures of him fucking a young guy against a different tree and looked like it had been taken at a different time.

    “Now Sonia has her proof that Neil is gay, or at least bi.” I said as I took the last pictures out of the box, Cheryl nodding in agreement as she looked at each pic closely. “Definitely bi,” I said passing Cheryl the last few pictures. The first couple showed Neil in a car and were taken from through the rear window. Neil was sat naked on the back seat and was receiving a blow job from a naked brunette followed by three pictures of him having sex with the woman.

    Cheryl placed these next to the others on the bed and said,

    “So, Sophie is a bit of a voyeur who gets off by taking pictures of her family then wanking over them. Whatever turns her on, I suppose.”

    “Bit weird though, isn’t it?” I said placing the pictures back in the box followed by the magazines and toys. “Judging by the pictures of Sophie,” I pointed around the room at the various framed photos of her, “She’s a very attractive young lady who could get laid many times over. Why resort to this?”

    We both looked at the pictures around the room of Sophie that were taken at different places either with Sonia and her brother or with her friends. The one on the bedside table stood out. It was of Sophie on holiday standing by, what looked like, a hotel pool. She had a skimpy white bikini on and was standing proudly smiling with her hands on her hips having just stepped out of the pool. Her breasts were an average size for a twenty year old, looked firm with the nipples protruding and clearly showing through the thin, wet material. Her long hair was wet but the other pictures showed her to be a redhead.

    Cheryl reached over and picked up the picture and traced her finger over the outline of the girl in the photo.

    “I don’t know why she does it,” she said in a suggestive manner. “But I’ll tell you one thing, I would dearly love to fuck her and I bet you would to?”

    “Absolutely.” I said as she handed it to me for a closer look before I placed it back. I made sure that everything was back in the box as we had found it, put the lid on and slid it back under the bed.

    Cheryl laid back down on the bed and pulled me to her. We began kissing; slowly at first before harder, faster and more urgent while we ran our hands over each other’s bodies to touch, fondle and explore. Cheryl gripped my hard cock and wanked me as I pushed two fingers easily into her still wet pussy. She broke her mouth away from mine and edged down until she took my cock helmet between her lips and ran her tongue around it while gently squeezing my balls. She began to take me further into her mouth until her nose pressed against the stem and she bobbed her head up and down for a couple of seconds before coming up for air. She took a couple of deep breaths then went down on me again, my cock sliding completely in and, I don’t doubt, reaching her tonsils.

    She came up for air again and, before she could continue, I pulled her up to lay beside me. I parted her knees and fell on her, my cock sliding straight in her pussy to its entire length. She let out a large gasp and threw her arms around my neck, her tongue pressing between my lips to meet my own as I started to fuck her. I leaned back and held her ankles by my head and rammed into her, each thrust causing her to yell out and dig her hands into my arse cheeks, pulling me into her. I fucked her that way for a little while before she pushed me back and turned onto her hands and knees. She parted her legs and looked back over her shoulder with a saucy smile as she wriggled her arse from side to side waiting for me to slip into her again. I lined my cock to her pussy lips and slowly entered her, a little sigh coming from her as I pushed my entire length into her. I reached up and gripped both shoulders and carried on fucking her.

    “Yes, yes, FUCKING YES!” she shouted as her excitement built up and not caring who might have heard us. I reached under her and grabbed both breasts, squeezing both nipples hard and pulled her back until she was sat back on me. She turned her head and our tongues met again, thrashing between our mouths as she slowly moved her hips up and down on me, my cock sliding almost out and then crashing back in as she let her weight go. She reached up behind her and, with both hands, held my head in her arms while I still played with her nipples. She sighed, panted and moaned as she bounced slowly up and down on me and began to moan louder when I moved a hand down and pinched her clit between my fingers. She let out a sudden yell and I felt my fingers on her clit get wet as she suddenly came with no warning. She yelled several times over and her body stiffened and clamped my cock in her. She shook for a few moments then relaxed as she stopped cumming.

    She reached down for my wet fingers and pulled them to her mouth where she slowly and seductively licked each finger of her ejaculate.

    “Oh Steve,” she panted as she put her hands back to my head and bought our lips together again for a brief but slow and tender kiss. “Oh Steve, this is great, so fucking great. I could do this forever. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me now.”

    She moved her off me and she lay back on the bed, legs and pussy open wide.

    “Like this. It’s our last time and I want to face you when we cum.” I didn’t need asking twice. I fell back into her and fucked her fast and hard keeping my thrusts to a steady rhythm and hoping I wouldn’t cum too soon. She wrapped her arms around my neck and legs around my hips while we kissed and all too soon, I felt the all too familiar feeling of my cum rising and getting ready to shoot. I looked at her and she knew what was about to happen. She nodded, held tight to me and, without breaking eye contact, I came deep in her. I used long and slow thrusts to fill her and kissed her as the last of my load emptied out of me.

    “Oh Steve,” she whispered when I stopped, spent of cum. “This can’t end, it really can’t. I love Phil but I want you. Please tell me this isn’t the end.” I held her tight and kissed her before answering,

    “It has to end. Jay and I have an agreement and I would never cheat on her. You’re amazing and, if I could continue this, I would. I really would. But I would never hurt nor cheat on Jay.” Cheryl stroked my face and nodded saying,

    “You really are the most wonderful man I have ever met.” We lay there kissing for what seemed like an eternity before she said, “I think we had better move or else Sophie will wonder who’s cum stains are on her bed.”

    I eased myself off her and quickly stood up. Cheryl swung her legs over the bed and reached for a couple of tissues from the box on the bedside table. She cleaned all my cum from her and bunched the tissues into a ball. We both dressed then stood kissing for a bit longer, neither wanting to leave that room and end our own part of the London adventure.

    We then heard voices on the landing outside which faded as they went into the guest bedroom. I opened the door a little and saw Kylie, Kelly, and Sonia walk in followed by Stacey and James with the hand-held cameras. I indicated for Cheryl to keep quiet and we both moved slowly out of Sophie’s room and shut the door behind us. As we reached the stairs we were confronted by Phil, Manus and Paul walking up.

    “I wondered where you two were,” said Phil as they passed us and headed towards the guest bedroom. “You nearly missed all the fun. The girls are going to do watersports with each other and Manus.”

    “Cool,” I said trying to sound as if I hadn’t just fucked his wife for the third time in two days. “Where’s Katy? I thought watersports was her idea?”

    “Yeah, she won’t be doing anymore today,” answered Paul. “She said she wasn’t feeling too good and then I heard her asking Sue if she had a tampon. She’s resting up in the lounge.”

    “How did it the anal go?”

    “You missed a real treat,” answered Paul wiping the sweat from his brow. “We kept swapping as we fucked their arses and could have continued all afternoon until someone said they were going to cum.” He nodded towards Phil who jovially put his hands up in defence.

    “Yes, yes, it was me. It really was all too much and I couldn’t keep holding back. I gave Sue a discrete nod who winked at Patty who then cut the action.”

    “Thankfully,” added Paul, “As I was ready also. So Kelly knelt on the floor and we both came in her mouth and on her face and, fuck, it was a lot of cum. She took a big mouthful then Kylie laid down, opened her mouth and Kelly dribbled the entire load into her mouth. She held it there while Kelly laid down and then she dribbled it all back into her mouth. She then swallowed the whole lot. It’s going to look great on the screen.”

    Manus, who was stood listening then added,

    “I came in Sonia’s arse and, wow, what a sensation that was. Her arse is so tight and I just came and came and came. That’s one orgasm I am not going to forget in a long time. Although what followed will also stay with me. Kelly got behind Sonia’s arse and stuck her tongue in as deep as she could reach, licking and lapping up all of my cum as it flowed out. She then laid underneath her as Sonia squatted and pushed the remainder out straight into her mouth. She swallowed the lot.”

    Both Cheryl and I were wide-eyed with what we had heard. We had only known Kelly for a couple of days and would never have imagined that this side of such a sweet girl even existed.

    “She really is dirty that girl,” Phil said. “But perfect for this film. You coming to watch the action?”

    I looked at Cheryl who said,

    “We’ll watch on the kitchen monitor. I fancy a coffee. What about you?” she asked me. I nodded and we made our way down to the kitchen where Mary, Keith, Clive, Sue, Jim, Simon, Sara, Jay and Mike were watching the monitor waiting for the handheld cameras to be switched on so that the action in the bathroom could be seen.

    “You alright?” I asked approaching Jay and putting my arms around her shoulders.

    “Mmm…oh yes,” she purred. “I’m absolutely fine. Been having fun?”

    “Oh yes.” I answered.

    “I know.” She said standing up and wrapping her arms around me. “Me and Simon heard you fucking Cheryl again. Don’t tell Patty. She won’t be happy if she finds out that you could have gone for a second round.”

    “And you and Simon. We saw what you were doing.”

    “I know you did. I saw you both in the mirror watching through the gap in the door. I must admit, I got more turned on knowing someone was spying on me. I came and I mean really came when Simon’s fist went in further. I have never ever felt anything like that in my entire life. After that he fucked me in the arse and came again. But if Patty asks we’ll tell her we were admiring the view of the garden from the bedroom windows.” She winked again as Cheryl passed me a coffee and the three of us sat down to watch the bathroom action.

    The cameras were activated and we just caught sight of Patty leaving the shot as Sonia knelt on the floor of the shower directly facing Stacey with the hand-held camera. James was stood outside of the shower glass and filming her from the side angle. Kylie and Kelly stood out of shot next to Manus and waited their que.

    Sonia faced the camera through the glass and stared directly into the camera as we heard Patty say “Action.”

    “Oh my,” Sonia said. “What a day this has become. First I have lots of sex with lots of people and now I’m about to witness something called a ‘golden shower.’ I wonder what that could be?”

    Kelly came into view and knelt next to Sonia. She pulled Sonia’s face to her own and visibly pushed her tongue into her mouth. Sonia responded and they kissed open-mouthed for a few moments showing their tongues rubbing together and little trails of saliva swapping between each mouth. Kylie then knelt next to them and joined in with kissing each girl in turn in the same manner of tongues on show.

    James camera then showed Manus enter the shower and stand in front of the three woman. He held his cock out in front of him and slowly moved it from one girl to another as if deciding which one he would stop in front of. The girls eyes followed his cock as it passed between them but none made a move to touch it; they just watched and waited. Manus stopped in front of Kelly who moved her face close to his helmet and opened her mouth. A quick spurt of piss shot out of his cock and into her mouth before he stopped and waited while she closed her mouth, smiled and swallowed the pale liquid.

    Manus then moved in front of Kylie and did the same, short squirt into her mouth and on to her face. She closed her mouth, swallowed then stroked her fingers through the piss on her face and licked each finger. Manus moved in front of Sonia who was looking reluctant to take part but she gave a small nod, closed her eyes and opened her mouth. Manus let out a short stream into her mouth which she allowed to puddle on her tongue before swallowing. She kept her eyes shut as if to evaluate the taste and flavour before opening them and smiling at Manus.

    Kylie and Kelly leant into Sonia and placed their faces cheek to cheek with her. They must have had a signal from Patty as all three girls opened their mouths wide. Manus let out a long stream of piss first into Sonia’s mouth then moved slowly side to side filling each girls mouth who then swallowed each mouthful and opened their mouths again for more.

    How much Manus had drank in preparation for this I didn’t know but he pissed on all the girls for what must have been a full minute and by the time he dribbled to a halt, each girls face had been covered and they had drank and swallowed what they could.

    Manus stepped out of the shower leaving the girls to resume kissing open-mouthed again and rubbing each other’s breasts. Kylie then stood up as Kelly gently pulled Sonia to lie down pressing her face against hers as Kylie moved around to face the camera and squat over the girls faces. She let out a long stream of piss directly on to Sonia’s and Kelly’s faces, covering both and filling their willing, open mouths.

    Sonia held Kelly tight as lay there getting soaked from Kylie’s piss. They held their mouths open and drank in all they could as Kylie squatted over them smiling as she emptied her bladder. Kylie stopped and Sonia embraced Kelly, running her tongue around Kelly’s face to lap up as much piss that settled there. They then kissed hard, each tongue showing as they moved their open mouths against each other. Kelly moved away and stood allowing Kylie to lay next to Sonia to repeat lying with their mouths open as Kelly let out long, warm streams of piss over them both. They let their mouths get filled before closing and swallowing with an exaggerated gulp. Then Sonia stood and pissed over Kelly and Kylie as they lay embracing each other, rubbing their tongues together open-mouthed as Sonia used her fingers to guide the long, hard jet of piss over both girls faces.

    Sonia stopped pissing and began to rub her clitoris as she watched both girls start to finger each other as they laid under her. The excitement of what she had just done caused her to cum quickly and shake droplets of her ejaculate over both girls who sat up and caught what they could in their mouths. Sonia’s legs shook as she came to the end of her orgasm and she slumped down to lay next to both girls who held her tight either side of her shaking body. They rested their heads on her shoulders and she shut her eyes, panting to get her breath back.

    “Cut.” Patty said and everyone watching in the kitchen gave a round of applause and a loud cheer that was clearly heard by Sonia who shakily stood up and gave a bow to both of the cameras.

    Patty spoke to the three girls before the cameras shut off and shortly afterwards Patty, James, Phil, Stacey and Paul joined us in the kitchen.

    “They’re going to have a shower then come down for the final scene.” Patty explained to us. “I will need everyone dressed and ready by the time they come down. Will Katy to do Sonia’s makeup?”

    “Yes, I’ll be okay to do it.” Said a voice behind Patty as Katy entered the kitchen. Patty gave her a hug and asked,

    “Are you okay?”

    “Yes, I’ll be fine. The first day is always the worst but this happens all the time and I can still work.” Patty poured two coffee’s and handed one to Katy who gratefully accepted it before she left the kitchen to gather her makeup bag.

    Those of us in the kitchen finished off the remaining food and talked about the film and everything that had occurred. Jay leaned against me and I could tell that she was exhausted after everything that she had done. Exhausted and, no doubt, feeling a bit stretched and sore. A short while later Sonia came into the kitchen in a dressing gown and running a towel through her hair.

    “Go and see Katy,” Patty said running a pencil through her *********** that she still clutched. “Get your hair and makeup back together and get dressed. “We’ll film the ending when you’re ready.”

    Sonia took the remaining sausage roll and went into the lounge followed by James and Stacey. The static cameras were still turned on and I watched as Sonia picked up her clothes from the floor and take them into the snug to sit in front of Katy who dried Sonia’s hair with the hair dryer then began applying makeup to her. James could be seen checking the cameras before leaving the room, passing Patty as she went in and looked around the empty lounge. Stacey was moving around the room with the hand-held camera with a *********** in her hand, checking the final camera angles that she would film.

    I watched Patty approach her and, presumably, start a conversation about the final scene and, judging by the way Patty pointed around the room, explained where Stacey should stand to capture the final shots. Stacey put the hand-held camera down and stood close to Patty as she was shown the *********** Patty was holding. Patty moved and leaned with her elbows on the back of a sofa, her arse bent towards the camera. Her arse looked great as the material of her romper tightened as she bent over. Stacey leaned on the sofa next to her and this time her short skirt rose up a little. A couple more inches and it would have been classed as a belt. I could just make out the bottom curve of Stacey’s arse as the skirt rose up a little more. Patty was saying something and occasionally looking p and around and then put her arm around Stacey’s waist as she held the *********** in her other hand and pulled her closer as she showed her the ***********. The action seemed innocent and natural at first until I saw Patty’s hand move slightly lower and, slowly and gently, begin to rub the top of Stacey’s bum cheek. The static camera’s picked up the front and back view of the pair as they talked and Stacey face and body language showed no reaction to the hand that was caressing her.

    I looked around at the group in the kitchen who were merrily chatting away and oblivious to what was happening on the monitor. Jay had her eyes shut and was having a nap leant against me. I looked at Cheryl and the look on her face showed that she had seen what was happening on the screen. Our eyes met and then we automatically looked around the room for Mike who was talking to Clive, oblivious of his wife’s actions.

    Cheryl and I looked at each other with raised eyebrows and then looked back to the monitor where the split-screen showed the front view of Patty and Stacey as they looked closely at the *********** while the rear view showed Patty’s hand softly rubbing Stacey’s bum cheek. The volume on the monitor was turned down and we couldn’t hear what was being discussed and I daren’t turn it up for fear of bringing their actions to the attention of the group in the kitchen, Mike in particular.

    Patty leaned her face close to Stacey’s as she raised the *********** higher so they could both clearly read it, while her other hand moved further around Stacey’s bum cheeks and closer to her arse crack. A few more gentle rubs and she had moved her hand until she was gripping her arse cheek while her little finger had found Stacey’s arse crack. She held Stacey’s bum cheek and moved her little finger between the bum crack where it gently rubbed and probed against the thin material of Stacey’s skirt.

    At this point Stacey reacted by looking up quickly from the *********** and turned her face towards Patty’s, presumably to ask what she thought she was doing groping her arse. Their faces were inches apart and I expected Stacey to say something but she didn’t. Patty ignored the sudden movement and carried on talking. I expected Stacey to move away or at least say something but she did neither. Instead she turned her face back to the *********** and continued to listen to Patty as if nothing was wrong.

    Patty must have realised that Stacey wasn’t going to react and got braver by lowering her hand slowly under Stacey’s arse until it found the short hem of the skirt. I looked at Cheryl who was watching wide-eyed. She glanced at me with a look of shock on her face before looking back at the monitor. I glanced around the kitchen and checked that no one else was watching the monitor and then looked back at the action on the screen.

    Patty moved her hand under Stacey’s skirt and began rubbing her fingers up and down the thin string of Stacey’s G-String where it covered her pussy and up between her arse cheeks. At this point I expected Stacey to react and she did, by bending over further to allow Patty more access. Patty rubbed Stacey’s pussy through the G-String material then used her thumb to ease the material loose allowing her to ease her fingers underneath. Stacey’s face gave a start and she stopped staring at the *********** and looked straight ahead, her mouth open in surprise but saying nothing. Patty rubbed Stacey’s bare pussy and then must have inserted a finger as Stacey gave a start and must have gasped. She turned her face towards Patty who was leaning in very close. Their eyes met just as Patty leaned in and kissed her. Stacey responded and I saw both their mouths open and Patty’s tongue enter Stacey’s mouth. Both woman shut their eyes and kissed slowly as their tongues went from mouth to mouth and Patty fingered Stacey, her hand moving faster under the skirt.

    I then noticed that the talk that had been going on around us had quietened down apart from Mike and Clive who were in conversation by the back door behind us. I looked around and saw everyone apart from Mike and Clive watching the monitor. They all had surprised looks on their faces as they saw what Patty was doing to Stacey. How much they had seen or for how long I didn’t find out until much later but they were clearly shocked.

    Clive could also see what was happening on the monitor and was trying to keep Mike in conversation while glancing over at the screen. I wanted to use some form of physic mind-melding to Clive to keep Mike talking in the hope that he wouldn’t notice but since I don’t have those gifts, it was inevitable that Mike would notice he silence and look over to see what everyone was watching…and he did.

    His face dropped as he saw what his wife was doing with Stacey and he slowly walked over to stand next to me, not taking his eyes off the screen.

    “What…the…fuck is Patty doing?” he said finding it hard to speak the words.

    I couldn’t answer. None of us could. This was as unexpected to us as it was to him. He didn’t know about Patty’s affair with another woman and he had never mentioned anything about knowing, or even wondering, if his wife was a lesbian. He stood open-mouthed in shock watching as Patty kissed and fingered Stacey, with, I reckon, at least three fingers.

    Nobody said a word. We sat in silence watching the events going on in the lounge; Patty and Stacey unaware that the static cameras were still sending a feed to the monitor that was now being watched by most of the group. Patty then retracted her hand from Stacey’s pussy and stood upright pulling Stacey with her while they still kissed. Patty took Stacey’s face in her hands and kissed her again, her fingers of her right hand glistening with Stacey’s juices.

    Suddenly, she stepped back and pretended to look at the *********** as Sonia walked in carrying her clothes. She smiled at both Patty and Stacey and started a conversation with Patty as she got dressed, completely unaware of what had been happening.

    Mike stepped to one side and leant against the wall, still open-mouthed in shock at what he had just seen. He cleared his throat then said in a quiet and quivering voice to us all,

    “Please don’t say anything. I’ll deal with this later when we get home. For now, let’s just finish the film.” There was a mix of nods and ‘no problems,’ ‘we won’t say anything,’ from the group as Mike thanked us, composed himself and shakily poured himself a coffee.

    “Better get back in there for the final scene.” Sara said prompting everyone to get up and start leaving the kitchen to head into the lounge. Mike stayed where he was leaning against the wall clutching his coffee cup. He looked visibly shocked and upset, gazing into space shaking his head. Moments later there was just Myself, Cheryl and a sleeping Jay left in the kitchen with him.

    “Did you know?” I asked, hoping that he would reply something like, ‘I had an inkling,’ or ‘I had my suspicions,’ but he shook his head and replied,

    “I had no idea. Oh fuck. Oh fuck. What the fuck do I do now?” He bought the coffee cup up to his mouth but his hands were shaking too much for him to take a sip. He put the cup down and put his face in his hands. “It’s no wonder she’s gone off sex. I’m the wrong gender. She wants cunt, not cock.”

    Cheryl stood up and hugged him.

    “It will be okay,” she said as she held him. “She still loves you. It just seems that she has an attraction for woman, or younger girls. It seems bad now but who knows how the future will unfold. Maybe you’ll have a threesome with some hot, young thing. Most men only fantasise about this sort of situation. You may be lucky enough to have the real thing.”

    She let him go and made her way to the door. “Whatever happens in the future you need to be ready for the present. We’re filming the final scene in a minute and you need to calm down if you don’t want to let on yet that you know. Steve, you had better wake Jay.” She winked at me as she left the room.

    I gently shook Jay who woke immediately.

    “Final scene.” I said to her.

    “Okay. Was I out for long?”

    “Only about twenty minutes.” I stood and took her by the hand. “Come on sleepy. Let’s get this done. You coming Mike?”

    Mike nodded and managed a few sips of his coffee before joining us to go in the lounge. Sonia was sat in the armchair in the same position with the same magazine as the start of the film. Stacey had the hand-held camera in her hand and was bending over pointing it directly at Sonia’s face. James checked the monitor behind the static camera and said, “That’s good. Hold that position Stacey.”

    Patty clapped her hands and said to everyone,

    “Final scene time. Everybody apart from Steve is to crouch down behind the sofa. I know there isn’t much room but try to position yourselves tight together.” She stepped back and looked at the view from a static camera that was pointing towards Sonia with the sofa to her side. I moved next to her and had a look at the screen. The view showed Sonia on an armchair at a right angle to the sofa.

    “I can see a leg sticking out.” Patty said and the offending leg moved back and out of sight. “Okay Sonia. Let’s have a couple of run throughs before we start filming. You’ll start your speech direct to camera. Steve will ring on the doorbell and enter just as you end. Do you have the stopwatch Mike? The speech should be about 45 seconds.”

    Mike didn’t reply at first and for a split second, I wondered if he was going to have it out with her now. Instead, he pulled the stopwatch out of his pocket, smiled and answered, “Yep. I’m ready.”

    “Off you trot then you two.” Patty said ushing us out the room. “Once Sonia’s had a practise we’ll go for a take, in about ten minutes. When we’re ready I’ll give you a shout. Wait by the front door and time it from when I say action. When you hear the word ‘orgasm’ ring the doorbell then Steve will come in. Sonia. Keep an eye on the second hand of the clock on the mantelpiece. Try and time your speech to be exactly 45 seconds.”

    “Okay,” Sonia said and put her head back on the armchair cushion, pretending to be asleep.

    Mike and I went to the front door, opened it and waited on the threshold. There was an awkward silence for a few moments before he said to me,

    “How do you cope seeing Jay with other men? Don’t you get angry?”

    I thought about his question for a moment and chose what I hoped would be the right answer for him to hear.

    “At first it was exciting yet worrying. It was only a few days ago that all this started. Neither of us had ever cheated on the other before and when I watched Phil go down on her I was instantly excited. Simon, Clive and Keith proceeded to gangbang her, Simon twice including anal-one thing I thought she would never do. I probably should have stopped it but the look of joy on her face and the amount of orgasms she was having told me that it was okay. We then agreed that ‘whatever happened in London, stays in London’ and when we get home we just enjoy each other and keep this week as a very pleasant, but erotic, memory.”

    Mike looked at me in shock and I realised that neither I nor jay had told him about anything that had happened that week. After a moment of silence during which he took the information in he asked,

    “Do you mean to say that up until a few days ago neither of you had done any, er, sharing?”

    “That’s right,” I replied. “That was only the start. I think you need to know exactly what has happened this week.”

    So I told him.

    To be continued in Part Twenty One when the week of swinging draws to a close.


  • Nicole’s Feet Finally–The Next Morning and the Landlord

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    We awake in our new cottage and surprise the voyuer landlord with sexual inhibitions. . .

    “Hey! I told you her tits were mine!” I was awakened to Nicole’s voice chastising me for my dirty deed with Yami. She popped my ass. I immediately sat up to get away from her. “Damn, ya’ll fucked again after I went to sleep?”

    “Yep. After I rubbed her down, she wanted to suck on my cock to go to sleep and it went from there. I guess I was too pooped to move after I got done.”

    “You must have been pooped. It’s after Noon. So you trying to steal my man, Yami?”

    “Why no ma’am. I was just a paying my rent.” We all laughed. Nicole put her feet in Yami’s face and rubbed them all over her lips. “God, they still stink. How do mine smell, Kevin?”

    She didn’t have to ask twice. I was on them like a bee to honey. All I could say was “MMMM!” in between licking the lint from her shoes from between her toes. How did I miss that last night?

    “Well, don’t get too carried away down there baby. I have breakfast cooked, Time to go eat—food in the kitchen that is!” Nicole returned.

    “Not till I get my appetizer!” I demanded. “Yami, lay beside her so she can suck on your tits, now. I think you owe a little more rent!” I grabbed Nicole and slid her to the center of the bed where I threw her legs up into the air so I could smell her feet and lifted Yami’s left foot to my face, too. It didn’t take but a couple of minutes of smelling the stench of their feet until I was close to coming. I stood up on the bed and jerked myself off. Strings of cum fell upon both cute little faces and upon their breasts. Nicole reached down with her finger to taste it. “Nope, leave it there. I want you both to eat breakfast like that for torturing me and making me wait this long. Put your shoes back on but that is all.

    Both girls did as they were told and made their way to the kitchen where we all sat down to eat. We were sitting back in our chairs making small talk enjoying our coffee. Yami and I were smoking and Nicole was making her objections as a nurse to the second hand smoke. “Please don’t make me quit, baby. I enjoy it so much.”

    “As much as you enjoy my feet?”

    “Not nearly as much,” I replied.

    Snoopy started barking with a knock at the door. The girls started to run for cover, but I was suddenly turned on. I could hear the landlord’s dog barking and knew it was him. I became aroused by both the thought of him seeing us and both girls feet in my lap. I told Yami to come sit on my lap and my stiff cock and told Nicole to answer the door. To my enjoyment, both girls did as they were told and the landlord came in with big eyes.

    “What the hell? I saw the extra cars so I thought I would come make sure you didn’t have a party going on. Looks like you had one hell of a party last night!” He tried not to stare at Nicole’s beautiful body or Yami sliding up and down on my dick. “You know I am going up on the rent, right?”

    “Look, Mr….?”

    “Cletus,” he responded.

    Nicole continued. “Whatever you paid for the house, we will compensate you for it and the work you have done here. I think this little cottage will do nicely for our fuck sessions and we need a place to live. If I can keep my girlfriend Yami on my boyfriend’s dick long enough to get dressed and come over to discuss the details, I will buy the house and you won’t have to worry about us anymore. Please call me the next time you want to come over and discuss anything before you walk over to our new home. Okay?”

    Cletus was watching in angst at Yami bouncing up and down on my dick. She had now turned away from me and was facing the table, titties bouncing up and down as her eyes rolled back in her head. “Go ahead, baby, I’m not getting off this for a couple hours,” Yami responded.

    “Okay then, its settled,” Nicole said, now fingering her pussy as she watched her friend and lover reaching orgasm. “Now kindly don’t come back until I call you. We will discuss the details, I will have my lawyer draw up the paper work, and we can meet at his office and ….oh……oh…….” She was nearing climax as she spoke and her legs were growing weak from pleasuring herself. “ I’ll call you!” With that, she swung the door shut and ran over to join us at the table.. She laid on the table in front of Yami and opened her legs wide so Yami could devour her pussy. “Oh….Oh yes baby…..please don’t stop.” Nicole’s nails were digging into Yami’s back and her ankles were locked just above Yami’s ass. I stood up to fuck Yami properly and get Nicole’s feet in my face. I slipped off her shoes and devoured the still smelly feet in my face.

    “I love this. I think your feet are fucking awesome, baby!”

    “I’m afraid my shoes have made them stink again. I’m sorry baby.”

    “All the better….” My voice trailed off as I moved my dick from Yami’s pussy to her ass. I was pumping hard and fast. I could tell the landlord was still standing on the porch listening peering through the holes in the blinds. “God, your ass is so tight, Yami. Fuck, fuck, fuck!”

    She let out a lot of moaning as I grinded into her. I was moving the table across the floor as I fucked her. It banged against the wall as I emptied my load into her. Snoopy came over and lapped up what ran out onto the floor. We all laughed at him.

    “Looks like we better move back to the bed,” Yami stated. I snatched her up and carried her to the living room.

    “Hey, you haven’t carried me yet!” Nicole chased me smacking me on the ass. I dumped Yami playfully on the couch and grabbed at Nicole. She was flailing trying to get away from me, so when I finally got hold of her, she was facing me with her ass in my face! I pinned her to the wall and opened her legs and got busy licking her sweet little pussy. Her head was too low to get to my dick correctly and I wouldn’t let her reposition herself because I was at a perfect angle. I lapped at licked as she got wetter and wetter and begged me to stop. She argued that I had really torn up her pussy the previous day and it was sensitive to my touch, even my tongue. She grabbed hold of my legs and just went with it. I was flooding her body with new found sensations. Yami came over and put her hand on my shoulder to turn me around. I did and she went to work on Nicole’s ass.

    Here I was, a man of 38, eating the shit out of a girl while her best friend and lover ate her asshole. Yami teased around Nicole’s ass crack watching the anticipation build in her pussy as I brought her closer and closer to orgasm. Each time I got close to bringing Nicole to the Big O, I would stop for a few minutes just long enough to let her cool down, pissing her off, but humoring me. I wanted this climax to be intense. Each time I would stop, Yami would enter Nicole’s asshole with her tongue, in and out, in and out. This was the only thing that kept Nicole from killing me. Finally I went for it and dove my face deep inside Nicole. I looked up at Yami and she whispered to me to let her know when I was close.

    I continued my playing, smelling, licking, teasing until I had so much pussy juice in my nose I didn’t know how much longer I could breathe. I could fill Nicole’s body stiffening beneath me. I looked at Yami to signal her. She wrapped her arms around us both to steady us and get into Nicole’s ass hole deeply. She stuck her tongue out as far as she could and licked just as far down as she could get. I continued flicking my tongue across Nicole’s clit and deep inside her pussy. Finally after only a few moments of loud yelling and moaning, Nicole sprayed me with an orgasm so intense that she locked her legs around my head. I was determined that I was not letting go of her pussy until she was spent. Her body tightened and she let out a series of spurts that covered my face and head with more fluid than I have ever seen a woman do. The first and most intense spray actually touched the ceiling.

    Yami kept her hands on my shoulders and kept her grip around us until she heard Nicole stop yelling and felt her go limp in my arms. “Oh my fucking, god. Please don’t drop me. I don’t think I can walk.”

    I just chuckled with delight and carried her over to the couch I had tossed Yami on and laid her out to rest. I staggered over to the TV and turned it on and grabbed the remote. Yami walked over to Nicole. “Time to clean you up, baby.” With that she knelt in front of her on the floor and proceeded with the tenderest care to lick all the juices off her vagina and legs and hips. I was watching, but much too tired to become aroused or even touch myself. When Yami finished, I asked her to tie the dogs outside and bring me a Coke please.

    “Yes, Master,” she replied and we all laughed. She returned and said it was my turn. Instead of sitting beside me, she stradled my lap, and licked my neck and face as Nicole watched. “Do I make you happy, Master?”

    “More than you will ever know,” I replied. As she finished cleaning my neck and face from Nicole’s explosion, she leaned in for a kiss. “I think you have paid your rent for this month, baby” and I smiled at her.

    “I certainly hope not!” She exclaimed. “I am looking forward to much much more of this! You guys are awesome. You weren’t kidding when you said you like feet or that all you have is repeat offenders. I used to wonder how anybody that was dumb enough to sleep with you would come back again. Now, I wonder how they stayed away. You understand foreplay, you know how to use your tongue to bring a woman to orgasm, and you damn sure know how to use your dick. My compliments on all the above. Nicole better never let you go. I will surely snatch you up! I would appreciate your letting me contribute in some way to the house finances. I guess me and Nicole should sit down and work out a plan. As long as you fuck me like you have for the last couple of days, that is all I want you to do. You can come in from work and sit down and let us wait on you for all I care.”

    Nicole chimed in, “I agree. In fact, I would rather have you at home all the time so I can get that dick whenever I want it. I know you are OCD and I can see you like keeping the house clean. We can do a little role reversal. Dick On Demand we will call it. I will pay your child support and pay for the house. Yami can buy groceries and pay her personal bills. The two of us can split utilities….I don’t know ….we will work it out. I’m not worried about it. As long as I can have you when and where I want you.” She leaned in to kiss me deeply.

    “There is no question of either of you ever being sexually frustrated. I will see to that. I would like to keep working though. I will talk to Reggie about working my schedule around you guys…..maybe just work half days or something. And I will only get paid on commission–no more draw. Nicole, I hate to put the financial burden on you, but if you can help me stay current on child support, I will keep the house clean, keep meals cooked, and financial records in order. And I will be at your sexual beckon and call 24/7.”

    “Kevin,” Nicole began, “I would rather have you at home at my beckon and call. I want you to stay home. My schedule will be rotating. That is why I got a $50,000 sign on bonus. I didn’t want to tell you that until I knew I was going to stay with you. Now I am sure. Yami and I can open a joint account and keep the income coming in. Yami, you don’t have to work two jobs anymore. Pick the one you like the most, and stick with it. I want you to have enough energy to enjoy the thing you love, like me.”

    “Damn gir! You go ahead with your bad self and that sign no bonus! I will always have enough energy for Kevin!” Yami quickly responded. We all laughed. “I like the extra cash waiting tables affords me but I do not like having to bust my ass to make money. And I am tired of having to flash a little cleavage to make good money. People just don’t tip anymore. Do you know I only made $250 last week for 6 nights? I can cut hair during the day and come home at night and let Kevin smell my dirty feet from standing up all day. Then he can keep the house clean and do grocery shopping and stuff and you can come home from work and relax. You will be mainly supporting the family so you deserve to not have to do anything at home. Well, nothing but get fucked! And I am sure your feet will sweat running around in the hospital for those long 12 hour shifts! I think we can make this work. Kevin can relax you every night. In fact, you should meet us at Sagebrush for dinner some nights and let Kevin rub your feet as Paige waits on us!”

    “Okay, okay, we will iron it all out later. Right now I just want to watch TV and cuddle with my babies. I make one new rule. This is an old house, so we will have to get central air and do some remodeling, but we can control the indoor environment and be comfortable. Since Kevin likes body smells, when we get home, Kevin will undress us and get his fill of our bodies smells and then we can go about our daily business,” Nicole said.

    I spoke up. “I have no problem with anything you gals decide. There is only one catch. Whenever you come in the door, be ready to be attacked. Cause I am a horny mother fucker and when I get you to the bedroom to undress you and smell your feet and pits and crotches, I am going to be hard as hell. Nicole, Yami, you two have made me so happy and completed me. I promise to do whatever it takes to make you happy. I love you Nicole. I love you Yami. Thank you for making this possible. Let’s go to bed.”

    With that, we all walked hand in hand to the bedroom. Yami ran back quickly to bring the dogs in–in the nude. She came back laughing saying that she thinks she gave the old men across the road a heart attack. We all collapsed on the bed laughing. We lay quietly watching TV. It was very nice. After I fell asleep for a little while, I was awaken to being tied down to the bed with drop cords I had in the house. “Wtf?” I asked.

    “Sorry, you didn’t have any rope,” Yami said. She had looked up from my waist where she and Nicole were sliding their tongues opposite each others up and down my dick. “Nicole wanted to bring you to a gushing orgasm as you did her.”

    “But I am too sensitive down there. It is hard for me to lay still and take it.”

    Nicole interjected. “Yami, do you want the honors?”

    “Honors for what?” I inquired as I lay there my body twitching as I tried to get away from the barrage of tongues and hands investigating my nether regions. With that, Yami stood up on the bed, faced away from me, squatted over me, opened her ass cheeks, and sat squarely on my my face. She had strategically placed her asshole directly in my mouth. I instantly started leaking precum. This was going to be fun!


  • Goa Trip Ch. 01

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    This is a story of our trip to Goa, when the 5 of us went and had a rocking time. Most parts are true, though some parts are exaggerated.

    Karan– This is me. I have a handsome face, very fair, of a medium built (I like to work out regularly, but I am not buffed, more lean and mean) and a good height.

    Maya – She has a cute face with a dusky complexion is of average built, but with larger than average boobs, slim waist and a nice round shaped ass.

    Anjali — Maya’s best friend. She is a model. Slim, well toned athletic body (she was a gymnast and was involved in sports). Small boobs, flat stomach, a very tight small ass and long legs.

    Arya — My best friend. The ladies man. Tall with curly hair & blue-black eyes. He spends a lot of time in the gym and has a nicely muscled and toned physique which he likes to show off (like a body builder).

    Babita — Arya’s fiance. Short hair, very bubbly cute face. Medium height. She has got average boobs. Nice cute round ass.

    Chapter 1 – The Journey

    Arya and I had been planning a vacation to Goa along with our better halves for quite a while and finally all of us, had managed to take out time to make the trip. When Maya told Anjali that we were going to Goa, she also insisted on coming along as she hadn’t hung out with friends for long time. When Maya asked us if it was ok if Anjali came along, both Arya and me were more than happy and immediately agreed. We didn’t let our expressions display the extent of our happiness, as she had a smoking hot body and had been part of our fantasies for a long time. Of course, we didn’t expect anything to actually happen, but it did give rise to a few more fantasies. Arya and I had actually resigned ourselves that the best we would get would be to ogle at her in a tiny bikini on the beach for real, instead of ogling at her modelling pictures. Little did we know that we would get to do that and much more. Of course I was also looking forward to seeing Babita in a bikini and was hoping on seeing Maya and the two doing something sexy for us guys.

    We had booked our seats on a sleeper bus from Mumbai to Mapusa and our hotel bookings in a resort near Baga beach. The rest of the plans would be decided when we got there.

    Now these sleeper buses generally leave Mumbai sometime late evening and reach Mapusa sometime early morning. We had booked 2 double sleeper seats (1 for Maya & me and the other for Arya & Babita), along with a single sleeper seat for Anjali. We had discussed taking the car along, but it would be too tiring and anyways once you are in Goa, you hire bikes to travel. And in case the crowd on the bus happened to be unsavoury, then one of us guys would probably take the single seat.

    Finally the day arrived and Maya and I were all packed to go. I basically just packed my bag with a few essentials and barring a couple of nice shirts (for clubbing) it was all t-shirts and shorts. Like I have mentioned before, Maya is an exhibitionist and she packed only micro minis and tight shorts along with a few tops, some of them were quite revealing. She also packed some sexy dresses and a couple of tiny bikinis, some g-strings and thongs.

    I just wore my shorts and a t-shirt for the journey. Maya wore a simple t-shirt along with tight fitting shorts with only a thong inside. Her ass looked so ravishing that all the time at home, I just couldn’t keep my hands off her ass and kept on squeezing them. I just wanted to pull her shorts down and bite her ass, but she complained that I wasn’t letting her pack. I wanted to do a quickie as I didn’t see any opportunity of getting any, until we got to the resort, which too long as far as I was concerned. But since we were getting late, nothing happened.

    We picked up Anjali on our way to the bus stop. She was wearing a denim micro mini (which was not even 3 inches below her ass cheeks) with a t-shirt (no bra inside). She had tantalizing long legs and the skirt did little to hide them. I was looking forward to checking out those legs and couldn’t wait to hit the beaches and the bikini. We all piled up in the cab and reached our bus stop. Arya and Babita were already there.

    Arya was dressed just the way I was (t-shirt) and shorts), whereas Babita was wearing one of those summer dresses on mid thigh length and from the way her boobs moved, she was not wearing a bra underneath. Arya remarked that at the rate the girls were dressing, we guys would be walking with hard-ones all the time. Everyone had a good laugh.

    Anjali then added that we had seen nothing yet and there was a lot more to come. I was looking forward to it. She even teased Maya & Babita that they better hold on to us, cause once she donned her bikini, we guys would forget them and follow her like puppies with our tongues hanging out. She even started singing the Pussycat Dolls hit ‘Don’t cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me’ and did a mock dance. Maya replied that she didn’t mind because there would be no shortage of guys running behind her in Goa, if we guys decided to stray.

    We got into the bus and realised much to everyone’s delight that the bus was nearly empty. There were about 4 couples and 2 guys who were travelling in the same bus and they all had the seats in the front of the bus. This left us with almost half the bus empty. After making a deal with the conductor we took up seats at the back of the bus, so we would not be disturbed. After putting our luggage away, we all piled up in one of the double sleeper.

    Arya & I took to one side whereas the girls sat on the other side, stretching our legs. And the two of us sat in such a way, our legs were between the girls legs. So my leg was between Maya’s, next to her was Anjali and Arya and I put our legs in between hers (this was to ensure a good view of her panties & boy did we get a good look at her white cotton panties with blue teddies on them). And of course Arya had his legs between Babita’s, but I couldn’t see what she was wearing because her dress fell over her thighs. We were just cracking jokes and laughing and in general having a good time. All of us were slyly rubbing our toes against the thighs of the persons in front of us. Arya & I were of course slowing trying to spread Anjali’s legs to get a better view at her snatch.

    When Maya saw what we were doing she shot me a disapproving look, but didn’t say anything. Of course it was a matter of time until Anjali realised what we were trying to do and she just looked at us and smiled and then bent her knees, while keeping her legs parted. This gave a wonderful view of her panties covering her pussy, before they disappeared between the crack of her ass. Considering this we guys started to believe that we would at this rate get to see much more than her bikini. It was hard (no pun intended) sitting there (with our cocks hard) and keeping the conversation going. After a while Babita also realised what was going on and didn’t want to be left behind, so even she bent her knees and this caused her loose dress to fall over her hips and give us a great view of her panties (pink ones with dolls on them). She had a great camel toe which was very clearly visible through her panties. When that happened I looked at Maya as if to say ‘you are the only one not flashing your panties’. So she also bent her knees and even though she was wearing shorts (they were really short in length), which allowed us to see that she had white panties on.

    We stopped for dinner and when we got back on the road, we planned on heading off to sleep. Maya was just browsing the net and I was just reading a magazine. There was complete silence in the bus and the lights were switched off. Since I wasn’t in the mood to sleep, I got bold and decided to make out with Maya. I put my hands inside her shirt & started to caress her boobs. I flicked her nipples with my thumb and I could see her bite her lips trying not to moan. I pulled her close to me and gave her a passionate kiss. My tongue dived into her mouth & started to explore it. She responded with equal passion and then got on top of me and continued to kiss me. I pulled her shirt over her head and took her nipples in my mouth and started to suck on them. This was too much for her and she let out a slight moan. I slowly moved my hands from her boobs to her ass feeling her soft sensual skin. I put my hands inside her shorts and started squeezing her ass cheeks. She started to grind her pussy against my dick and took off my shirt. She then proceeded to lick my nipples. By now my cock was straining to break free from its confines. After a while she moved down and unbuttoned my shorts. She pulled my shorts and jockey’s down and my cock sprang free. She engulfed my dick with her soft mouth and hungrily started to suck on my dick. Her head bobbed up and down on my dick, while making wet slurpy sounds. Her boobs bounced as she was deep throating my dick.

    I just couldn’t take it any longer and wanted to fuck. I pushed her backwards and reached down and unbuttoned her shorts and pulled her shorts and thong off in one movement. I then lay back and pulled her on top of me. She slowly lowered herself on me. I could see her pussy lips stretch as the mushroom head of my cock entered her. I could feel the walls of her pussy squeeze my dick. Once she had lowered herself all the way down on my cock, she then proceeded to ride me for all I was worth. As she buckled her hips, her awesome tits bounced up & down. I grabbed her ass and kept rocking them. She bent forward and allowed me to take her nipples in my mouth. And considering that we were in a bus, with other people around and could get caught only added fuel to our fire. I could feel my balls ready to burst. I exploded in her pussy which also triggered an intense orgasm in her at the same moment. It was heavenly. She collapsed on top of me. I held her close and kissed her deeply.

    We were just lying there for a few moments when we heard a voice, “that looked like a lot of fun”. We both were startled and Maya rolled off me to see who it was. In doing so my dick popped out of her pussy and my sperm and her juices started to leak out of her pussy.

    It was Anjali who had been watching us and before any of us could say anything she added ” now let’s not let that go to waste” and climbed in.

    She started to lick the cum leaking from Maya’s pussy to her ass. It was very sticky as I could see the streaks of it between her tongue and pussy. When she had cleaned all the cum outside, she put her mouth on Maya’s pussy and sucked the remaining cum, swallowing our juices. This caused Maya to have another massive orgasm. Now that was hot and in spite of just cumming, I became rock hard again within a few moments. After she sucked Maya, she turned to me and with a smile grabbed my throbbing dick, pushed it back and started to lick my dick and balls. She cleaned the cum before she took my dick in her mouth and sucked really hard on it. I came within no time. She gulped my cum, before licking her lips.

    Before she could say anything Arya’s voice asked “What about us?”

    We all turned to see Arya and Babita looking down at us. Anjali licked the cum of her lips and replied, “I hope you have something more to offer?”

    Anjali then got up and kissed Maya on the lips and said, “See you later darling”.

    She then joined Arya and Babita on top. I was still confused to the events that just took place and I asked Maya about what just happened. It turns out that Maya and Anjali had experimented on each other when they used to be roommates. I asked her whether she had done it with Anjali when we were going around and she replied no. I was a little disappointed not knowing this earlier, because I had always fantasized about the two of them together.

    By now we could hear the bunk above us shaking. We decided to wear our clothes and have a look at what was going on above. What we saw was Anjali was on all fours with her head buried in Babita’s snatch, while Arya was pounding her from behind. Babita was under Anjali and licking her clit, while playing with Arya’s balls. It was intense and it wasn’t long before Babita climaxed and soon Arya shot his load into Anjali’s pussy. Anjali climaxed and her juices combined with Arya’s started to drip out. Babita had placed her mouth just below it, so all the cum was dripping into her mouth. It was an unbelievable site. She had her mouth full of their juices when she beckoned Maya and kissed her deeply, sharing their juices with her. Maya took her share, and then moved it in her mouth to get the proper taste before swallowing it in one gulp. I was surprised to see her do that, but I knew from what I had just seen that few of our fantasies would be fulfilled by the end of the trip. Anjali just laid there between Arya & Babita, while the two of us went back to our bunk.

    Maya hugged me tight & whispered, “I love you, darling”, before curling up in my arms and going off to sleep.

    We awoke in the morning when the bus stopped by the side of the road for a pee break. Now for us guys it is not a problem to pee anywhere, but the girls had to go off the road behind some bushes to do the deed. So before going out the Anjali & Babita just pulled off their panties & handed them to us. Babita handed her panties to me and I could see her dried cum on them. When they came back they didn’t bother to ask for them, so Maya took it and stuffed it in my jockey’s. The feeling of another women’s cum panties rubbing against my dick got it hard again, but since we were about to arrive I had to sit in that discomfort.

    When we arrived at Mapusa bus stop, we hired 3 scooters and set off. Anjali opted to drive and Maya was riding pillion, whereas Arya & Babita were on the other scooter, while I was alone with some of the luggage. Now Anjali was wearing a micromini and now didn’t have any panties on, but when she was riding she spread her legs and let the air blow against her uncovered pussy. You could see her nipples started to harden, but that might also have been due to the fact that Maya was slipping her hands inside Anjali’s t-shirt and playing with her boobs. We finally reached our resort at Baga and soon checked into a suite, tired but totally sexed up for the rest of the trip.

    *

    (Hope you all enjoyed the story. We are working on the parts. Almost all this part is true. Feedback would be most welcome.)


  • Editing Reailty Book 3, Chapter 08:

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    After changing Rainier, Steve tests out the differneces to his home city.

    Editing Reality

    Book Three: Naughty Fantasies Unleashed

    Chapter Eight: Testing the Changes

    By mypenname3000

    Copyright 2019

    Note: Thanks to WRC264 for beta reading this.

    Steve Davies

    The menu for Rainier, Washington opened.

    City of Rainier, King County, State of Washington, The United States of America

    • Population

    • Physical Quality

    • Spiritual Quality

    I trembled. My angels moved around me. My gaze flicked across the room to my family. The jizz leaking out of my eldest daughter froze as it trickled towards the table. She was paused, trembling in pleasure, my wife and my other daughter still sucking on her nipples. Beyond, my concubines and my secretary were locked in a daisy chain. A tremble raced through me.

    I was editing a town. Not just a person or a room. If I messed this up, it would be a catastrophe. It would affect thousands of people. My heart thundered in my chest. My hand shook. I swallowed, my breath quickening.

    “You and your family have thought this threw,” Jophiel said. She touched my wrist. I glanced at the busty angel, her topaz eyes bright. “I am here to guide you. To aid you. Unlike some angels, I won’t just suck your cock.”

    “But that’s fun,” said Anael. My petite angel moved before me. “You got this, Master.”

    She fell to her knees before me and sucked my pussy-soaked dick into her mouth. I groaned, shaking my head at her naughty gesture. Her purple eyes gleamed as her lips sealed about it. her cheeks hollowed. She bobbed up and down my shaft, sucking and loving me.

    “Let’s start with the hard stuff,” I said. How do I go about editing in nuclear reactors into Rainier? It would be under the Physical Quality Menu.

    Physical Quality

    • Building Codes

    • Transportation

    • Infrastructure

    • Property

    • Environment

    • Location

    I stared at my options. I wasn’t as familiar with editing cities as I was people. I hit the Infrastructure Sub-Menu.

    Infrastructure

    • Electrical

    • Sewage

    • Communication

    • Water

    • Waste

    Then Electrical Sub-Menu. I hesitated now, my dick throbbing in my Anael’s mouth. I licked my lips and glanced at Jophiel. Anael bobbed her head, working her lips up and down my cock as Jophiel leaned in to me.

    “I shall guide you,” she said. “Anael, please refrain from being too distracting with your blowjob.”

    I smiled and followed her instructions. It was not simple. I had to put in a lot of information for the nuclear reactors, finding the locations, designing the buildings, inserting the reactors. There was a lot of short-cutting, like the app knew what I meant and often took care of the small details.

    “Write down that the building is constructed to current codes for King County, State of Washington, and the United States of America,” Jophiel said at one point. “It will then create the building with all the appropriate safety features, proper materials, and all the electrical.”

    I typed that out.

    I edited that they were about to go online, that they were hiring and that the most qualified individuals in the area would apply for them. I placed seven throughout the town. I had to edit property to be bought by the town via eminent domain. I had to change that this was an initiate launched years and years ago and only now reaching completion. I edited in that there were no challenges to their construction.

    All through it, my angel sucked on my cock. She nursed on it, bobbing her head. My balls twitched. This was so surreal. She didn’t try to make me cum, just kept me hard and maintained the pleasure buzzing through me. Almost like a baby sucking on a pacifier. It was like it relaxed her.

    “That’s everything for that,” Jophiel said. I don’t know how long it took. It felt like hours. I didn’t feel tired or anything. Things were paused. Maybe my body would stay strong the entire time.

    “Let’s switch over to the Golden Rule implementation,” I said.

    Anael sucked harder.

    I groaned, my dick twitching as I switched to the Spiritual Quality Menu.

    Spiritual Quality

    • History

    • Government

    • Sexuality-Female

    • Sexuality-Male

    • Faith

    • Morality

    • Aura

    I clicked on the Morality Sub-Menu.

    Morality

    • Legality

    • Outlook

    And then the Outlook Sub-Menu. There, I added:

    • “Everyone who enters the city limits of Rainier, Washington will want to do unto others as they would have them do unto them. They want to help. To be friendly.

    • People who live in Rainier, Washington takes pride in their town. They want it to be the best place to live for everyone. They hold no prejudices against others.

    It was simple stuff. Nothing major. Writing hundreds of laws to try and control everyone and make them into more robots than people would be exhausting. We would forever be trying to close loopholes. Put a man in a cell, he’d try to escape. This way, people would just want to be decent to each other.

    I went to the next time. I backed up to the Sexuality-Female Sub-Menu.

    Sexuality-Female

    • Orientation

    • Desires

    • Libido

    • Taboos

    I wanted to edit the town so my family can have the fun they want. It was selfish, but we were making things better, so didn’t we deserve to enjoy ourselves? I could do so much worst things with this app. I had the power, granted to me by the Most High.

    So I hit the Taboos Sub-Menu. There were plenty of them. All the taboos that society as a whole agreed on. The things that the people of Rainier, on the majority, agreed upon. People were always as individuals had these to varying strength, but I could affect them all. I could strengthen them and impose them on every person.

    Or I could remove them from every person.

    One taboo caught my eye:

    • Having sex with strangers is wrong.

    I edited it.

    • Having sex with a stranger is wrong unless that person is Steve Davies, Linda Davies, Becky Davies, James Davies, or Sam Davies.

    Next, I found another taboo that I deleted outright, removing the societal belief that having consensual sex with family members was wrong.

    A wicked thrill rippled through me once I finished typing that, my cock throbbing in Anael’s mouth.

    I switched from the Taboo Sub-Menu to the Desires Sub-Menu.

    • Every woman has a latent desire to have sex with Sam Davies, Linda Davies, Becky Davies, James Davies, and Sam Davies. This desire only swells when one of the named individuals shows interest in them, otherwise, it is a subconscious desire not noticed by the individual.

    Next, I went to the Libido Sub-Menu. Here, it was a general slider on the average sex drive of women in Rainier. I raised it. Not much, but just enough to let women have a bit more fun in the town. Jophiel giggled.

    “Anael has really corrupted you, hasn’t she, Master?” she asked.

    I winked at her while Anael swirled her tongue over my cock’s crown. I groaned as a surge of pleasure shot through me.

    I then backed out of the Sexuality-Female Sub-Menu to the Sexuality-Male Sub-Menu. I tweaked their Libido Slider, and on their Taboo Sub-Menu, I deleted the taboo against incest. Under their Desire Sub-Menu, I added:

    • Everyone has a latent desire for their female partners to have sex with Steve Davies, Linda Davies, Becky Davies, James Davies, and Sam Davies. This desire only swells when one of the named individuals shows interest in their female partner, otherwise, it is a subconscious desire not noticed by the individual.

    Next, I went to the Morality Sub-Menu and clicked on the Outlook Sub-Menu.

    • It is not cheating if an individual has sex with Steve Davies, Linda Davies, Becky Davies, James Davies, or Sam Davies. No one thinks it is wrong for themselves or others to have sex with those named individuals.

    • Any children born from these affairs will be loved by the woman and her partner and treated as their own.

    Then I switched to the Faith Sub-Menu.

    Faith

    • Zeal

    • Belief

    I went to the Belief Sub-Menu and added:

    • It does not violate any religious belief if an individual has sex with Steve Davies, Linda Davies, Becky Davies, James Davies, or Sam Davies. No member of any religion will believe it is wrong for themselves or others to have sex with those named individuals. It is not a sin.

    “That’s going to make my wife and daughters happy,” I said, smiling. I knew they would have fun with all the women they could. I would, too, but I wanted my family happy. James really had his own way to have his fun thanks to my edits, but this would let him expand it if he wanted.

    Or maybe he would just be happy with his two girlfriends. Either way, it was just to give him the option.

    I then shifted to the Aura Sub-Menu to add the next item I wanted. I was glad I had Jophiel to remind me what to do next. It was hard to remember with one naughty angel sucking on my cock. My balls tightened from her sucking, the pressure building at the tip.

    • A calming presence suffuses Rainier. When people get angry, this calming presence allows people who are angry to have a chance to think through their actions before making a serious mistake.

    • People who enter Rainier, Washington gain the belief that Steve Davies, or whomever he nominates, should be in charge of the city they live in, the state they live in, and the country they live in.

    • Steve Davies, Linda Davies, Becky Davies, James Davies, and Sam Davies are unaffected by any of the changes caused by this edit and remember the original timeline.

    That was the idea I had. If I wanted to extend things so I can make the entire country better, I needed to do it the right way. I couldn’t just edit the entire country to make myself the leader, but if people voted for me into office, then there would be no problem. That was why I had to edit all the major cities and capitals. Places where millions of people lived and millions more pass through from surrounding communities.

    I switched over to Government Type Sub-Menu. Currently, it was a Representative Republic for the town with an elected City Council for the legislative branch, a City Court for the Judicial Branch, and a Mayor for the Executive Branch. I switched the executive branch from an elected representative to an elective monarchy that went into effect upon my election. The person still had to be voted in, but they would serve for life or until they resigned.

    “Nicely done,” Jophiel said. She pressed against me, her breasts large and soft. Her nipples rubbed into my arm.

    “Thanks,” I said, my dick throbbing in Anael’s mouth. I shuddered, realizing just the amount of changes I was making. This was incredible. I was taking a massive step here.

    Was it right?

    Probably not, but I could do it. And things would be better. My family would be safer. It wasn’t violating the rules that Sandalphon had placed on me when he appeared in this very office yesterday. I trembled, my heart racing. This was such a huge step.

    I was setting myself up for real power. I had never wanted it, but now that it was within my grasp, I had to seize it. How long had I thought that politicians just messed things up? That they didn’t do the right thing? That they didn’t do things the way I wanted?

    Now I had my chance to do things right.

    I had my family to advise me. My angels. Well, Jophiel. Anael would just tell me to turn everyone into horny sex slaves. I glanced down at her, seeing her purple eyes gleaming as she worked her mouth up and down my dick.

    She winked at me and sucked.

    “Damn,” I groaned, my dick throbbing. She’d kept the pressure up for a while, but now she was bringing me towards an orgasm.

    Her tongue darted around my dick. The pleasure surged down my shaft. My balls tightened. My cock twitched and throbbed. Her hot, wet mouth felt incredible. Now that I had made the changes, now that I had modified my town, I could enjoy myself.

    I shuddered and groaned, my dick throbbed and ached. The pleasure swelled and swelled. Anael moaned, humming around my cock. She teased me with that hot, wet mouth. My angel knew how to please me. To love me.

    “Mmm, let yourself go,” purred my angel Jophiel. She rubbed against me. “Just explode into her mouth. She craves it.”

    “She’s just a wanton angel, isn’t she?” I groaned.

    “Oh, yes,” Jophiel moaned. “She does such naughty things while we watch you. Fingering my asshole. Rubbing her pussy on my nipples. She is a kinky angel.”

    “You should spank her for being naughty,” I groaned.

    Anael sucked hard.

    “Fuck!” My cock erupted. My jizz fired into her mouth. I pumped load after load into my angel.

    The pleasure slammed through me. Stars exploded across my vision. Waves of darkness over me. I groaned as I came over and over. Each blast sent rapture slamming into my mind. She gulped down my jizz. She swallowed it.

    Her hand massaged my balls. She worked out the spunk. I groaned as she nursed out all my jizz. My chest heaved as the pleasure spilled through me. Buzzing, riding that orgasmic high, I hit the COMPILE button.

    YES

    or

    NO

    The ripple that flowed from me was the largest yet. The warping to reality distorted everything. I felt it rippling around me. I groaned, swaying. Jophiel held me against the melding of reality. I blinked, looking around.

    Nothing had shifted in here. My family was all in the same places. That was a good sign that I hadn’t fucked anything up. I shook my head, my heart hammering in my chest from the bliss. I’d done it.

    I had fixed my town.

    I closed the app.

    Anael and Jophiel vanished. My softening cock, no longer held in my naughty angel’s mouth, bobbed before me, gleaming with her spit. I panted, chest rising and falling. I ran a hand through my hair, looking around the room.

    “Dad!” gasped Becky. “You teleported!”

    “Did I?” I asked, looking around. “I guess I moved a bit since I started editing. I made you immune to the changes so…”

    “It’s done?” Linda asked, raising her head from our daughter’s breast. She licked her lips, her eyes blinking.

    “It’s done,” I told her. Hopefully.

    At the far end of the table, the three concubines—Tammy, Rita, and Courtney—moaned with Imogene. Their daisy chain looked to be at its peak, all of them gasping and panting through their orgasms.

    “Mmm, Daddy, you rock!” Sam said and threw herself down the table and hugged me, her small breasts pressing into my side.

    I grinned at her.

    We wrapped things up and left the office, all the girls getting dressed before living, none of them acting like it was strange. We found James with his two girlfriends. Ruri was flushed and clearly just bred thanks to Sam’s kiss and my son’s seed. She squeaked in fright when we opened the office door and found her on the desk. She covered her breasts.

    “Dad!” James gasped, struggling to cover his junk.

    Orihime laughed.

    I just grinned. “Get dressed, we’re leaving.” I paused. “And congratulations.”

    “You’re welcome,” Sam said, a teasing grin on her face. Her short, red hair swayed about her cute face as she darted down the hall.

    Once we were all dressed, we headed downstairs and left city hall. We piled into the minivan and headed home. This nervous writhe rippled through me as we pulled out into traffic. I looked around, struggling to see any changes.

    Traffic flowed smoothly. No one tailgated me for doing the speed limit, but did that happen all the time? I looked around, glancing at the people walking down the sidewalk. People seemed to be nodding to each other, smiling, even pausing to talk.

    Was that how it always was?

    I struggled to remember. Seattle and the surrounding areas weren’t known to be the friendliest places. The Seattle Freeze, as it was nicknamed, was the habit of most people to not really talk to strangers. To just go about your day and ignore each other. But people were stopping, talking, some were hugging.

    Then I spotted a group of women giving food to a pair of homeless men lurking in an alley. They were talking animated, the men standing up, nodding their heads. The two women were young, pretty and well-dressed, not the sort you’d think would be comfortable approaching a pair of ragged men.

    It gave me hope that things were changing. That I had actually made a difference. It felt like a community was growing around us. Rainier was changing from a collection of strangers to people who would want to help each other.

    “Oh, wow,” Becky gasped, leaning in. “You replaced the McDonalds with one of my plants.”

    I nodded. “It was the best spot for it.” I glanced at the building. It didn’t look that scary, just a small office building though one with a collection of signs warning of certain dangers. There was also a “Now Hiring” sign out front.

    “You really did it,” Becky said.

    “In a few days, they should be online,” I said. “As far as everyone else is concerned, it’s been a project nearly a decade long goal that the town has been working towards.”

    “Wow,” Sam said, shaking her head. “That’s so weird. There’s really a nuclear reactor in there?”

    “It’s safe,” Becky said. “Daddy wouldn’t make that mistake.”

    I swallowed. I’d made a few. “I think so. It’s built to code and with the best materials possible.”

    “This is cool,” said James. “Like when I create something with my drawings. Though I’m not sure I could have built a working nuclear reactor. I guess I’d have to understand them a bit better.”

    I just grinned, satisfied with myself.

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

    Linda Davies

    James and Sam were right. Would my way have produced this subtle change to the town? People just seemed friendlier. Kinder. People weren’t scurrying past the homeless like they were disgusting things, pieces of trash, but were stopping and trying to help them.

    It was amazing.

    Steve stopped at a light. I glanced to my right to see a woman with short, black hair. She was young, pushing a stroller. A man walked beside her, clean-cut and handsome. A wedding ring flashed on her hand. She was wearing tight, gray yoga pants and a black sports bra, her breasts round. She looked gorgeous.

    I wondered…

    I rolled down the window. “Hi,” I called. “Hello, how are you?”

    The woman glanced at me and smiled. “Oh, hi.” Something shifted in her eyes as she stared at me, the glimmer of desire kindling in them. My husband had done something to me. “Aren’t you the mayor’s wife?”

    “I am,” I said. “Linda Davies.”

    “Lauren Kelly,” she said.

    Her husband just stood there. The man had a slight smile on his lips. It was almost… hopeful, like he had his own desires. Exactly what had my husband edited to the town to cause this? A wicked thrill rippled through me.

    “How would you like to have sex with my husband, the mayor?” I asked.

    The woman shuddered. “Oh, I’d love to. He’s such a sexy man.” She glanced at her husband. “Kurt?”

    He nodded. “Of course, honey. You got to take the opportunity. It’s the mayor.”

    My pussy clenched. He was willing to be cuckolded. Oh, my husband had definitely done something naughty. My hips wiggled from side to side. This heat surged through me. I whimpered, my breasts jiggling in my blouse.

    This was so exciting.

    “Well, hop in,” I told Lauren. “Kurt, we’ll see to your wife’s return when we’re done with her.”

    She gave her husband a quick kiss on the lips then darted to the minivan. Sam, of course, threw open the side door. I glanced back to see this wicked gleam in Sam’s eyes. She licked her lips as Lauren reached us.

    Sam pulled the new mother into the van and plopped her down on the back seat beside Becky. Sam sat down, both my daughters grinning at Lauren with this hungry look in their eyes. I shuddered, my thighs rubbing together.

    This wicked heat surged through me. My clit throbbed and ached.

    Then I groaned as both my daughters shoved up Lauren’s sports bra. Her round breasts popped out, her nipples pink and delicious. Sam cupped a breast and ducked down, latching on to the woman’s nipple. My daughter’s cheeks hollowed.

    The woman moaned.

    Sam squealed.

    Her head popped up and she moaned, “She’s lactating like Tammy.” My daughter licked her lips. “Ooh, but she tastes a little more melony. It’s still delicious.”

    “Oh, my,” groaned Lauren as Becky latched on. “Aren’t you two a pair of wicked girls. Mmm, this is hot.”

    My husband grinned as the light changed. I patted his thigh and smiled at him. He was such an amazing man. I couldn’t wait for us to have more power. I just had to convince him to figure out Sandalphon’s real name, then we would be unstoppable.

    Then I could delete that app.

    Lauren moaned and shuddered as my daughters nursed at her tits. Sam and Becky suckled with hunger, the new mother shuddering, her moans echoing through the van. My pussy grew hotter and hotter as they teased her.

    “Don’t drain her tits,” I said. “Save some for your father and me. We’re the ones playing with her.”

    “Yeah, I think you both have homework to do,” said Steve.

    Sam stiffened. Her mouth popped off the woman’s nipple. “Homework?”

    “I know you haven’t done any of it, young lady,” Steve said, sounding so strong and firm. “And Becky, you can’t let your GPA slip.”

    “But… but…” Sam spluttered. “You can just edit things so I excel.”

    “I could,” he said. “But I’ve already edited you and can’t again, so you’re just going to have to buckle down all on your own.”

    James laughed in the back.

    “You and your girlfriends have homework, too,” Sam muttered, pouting.

    Lauren giggled. “Your father’s strict. I hope my daughter turns out half as well-behaved as you.”

    I smiled at that as Sam sighed. Then she leaned in and kissed Lauren. Was Sam giving her a fertile kiss? Not that she had to. Steve packed potent sperm. If I hadn’t had my tubal ligation, then Steve would have bred me before the kiss this morning.

    I rubbed my belly. I was going to have another baby.

    Lauren shuddered as she leaned back. Her tongue licked across her lips. She groaned and shuddered, her cheeks burning red. Her breasts jiggled as Becky pulled down her blouse, exposing her large tits.

    “Oh, those breasts,” Lauren groaned and buried her face into Becky’s tits. She rubbed her face in them, her black hair caressing my daughter’s boobs.

    I smiled at that. My daughters were enjoying their changes. We all were. I squeezed Steve thighs, so glad our lives had changed. They would only get better and better. I could make sure of that. I could use the app…

    I pushed that down and just smiled at my husband.

    We reached our home a minute later. The garage door opened. Some of the anime girls were waiting to greet us. A slender girl with red hair and a green-gold hue to her pale skin opened the passenger door to let me out. She smiled at me.

    “Ce’Nedra, yes?” I asked as I stepped out.

    She just smiled larger. “It is, Mistress. How was church?”

    “Amazing,” I said.

    “Okay, homework,” my husband said. “Samus, make sure they get it done.”

    He spoke that to the blonde woman in the skin-tight, blue bodysuit that came with built-in heels. She looked strong and hot all at the same time. She nodded her head. Sam groaned, muttering something about her favorite character turning on her.

    I pulled Lauren to me when she stepped out of the van, her exposed breasts jiggling. Milk beaded on one nipple. She melted against my side, her dark eyes gleaming with desire. My pussy dripped juices down my thighs. I was so eager for this fun.

    She kissed me, hot and hungry. I shuddered, feeling her hard nipples through my blouse. My husband grinned from the woman’s other side. I broke the kiss and winked at him. I was so eager for this. I had been a while since we had a new woman in our bed.

    Steve slipped his arms around both of us and we clung to him. He was such a handsome man, clean-shaven, dark hair, his eyes strong. I shuddered as Lauren claimed his mouth in a kiss. Their tongues dueled as we moved through the house, Samus berating Sam in the background. We stumbled upstairs and then we were in the master bedroom. I shuddered, feeling nostalgic.

    “Mmm, stretch out on the bed,” I purred. “Let my husband set up the camera. We’re going to make a movie.”

    “Oh, my,” Lauren said, her exposed breasts rising and falling. “I haven’t done that before.”

    “Would your husband like to see it?” I asked, glancing at my husband. “We can send him a copy.” Steve and I had learned how to put our movies on DVDs years ago. I think it was called burning or something.

    Lauren bit her lip. “Do you think he would?”

    “Yeah,” said Steve as he opened the closet and pulled out the tripod.

    I shuddered and unzipped my dress. It fell off my body, revealing my naked flesh. Lauren stared at me with hunger. She licked her lips and then took off her sports bra. She still wore her yoga pants. They molded to her.

    Steve had the camera set up in a minute. He aimed it at the bed and said, “For me, this is the first one we’ve made.”

    I blinked at that then giggled. I remembered all the times we made naughty videos, but he hadn’t lived that timeline. Or worldline, as Becky put it. “Hit play and then get naked. We’re going to devour Lauren.”

    “Yes!” Lauren moaned, looking so flushed and eager for the fun to begin.

    I shuddered, my face on fire. I licked my lips, glancing at my husband. He removed his dress shirt and slacks. Lauren whimpered in delight when his cock popped out, thrusting hard from his thick, dark bush. His balls swung heavy.

    He was breeding the young wife. I hoped Steve remembered to make it so her husband wouldn’t object to raising my husband’s child. I shuddered. It was the ultimate cuckolding. My pussy clenched as I savored this naughty moment.

    Naked, my husband and I sauntered to the bed. We went for her tits, sliding in from both sides. I swept my auburn hair to my right side so my face could be seen by the camera—something I’d learned from years of making amateur porn—and latched my lips on her pink nipple.

    “Oh, Linda, yes!” she gasped as I suckled.

    Rich, warm, creamy breast milk fired into my mouth. I savored the delicious taste. It had that sweet delight mixed with that cantaloupe flavor. It had a subtle difference from Tammy’s breast milk. I savored it, the delight melting on my tongue and making me shudder.

    I suckled with hunger on her nipple. Steve joined me at her right breast, nursing on it and squeezing her boob. Lauren moaned and shuddered. Her hand shot down, burying into her yoga pants. She rubbed herself.

    “Oh, Mr. Mayor,” she gasped. “This is so hot. Mmm, I can’t believe I’m in your bed. This is wild.”

    Steve popped his mouth off her nipple and glanced down at her hand. “Yes, it is. Like being with us is a desire you never knew you had.”

    “Yes!” the woman moaned.

    Steve chuckled then he licked his lips. His eyes were locked on her hand working beneath her yoga pants. As I kept nursing, he slid down the bed and settled between her thighs. He hooked the waistband of her yoga pants and drew them down. She lifted her rump then gasped as he forced her legs up into the air. They pressed together as the stretchy material rolled up her thighs, her pink panties removed with them.

    Her hand pressed into her black bush, her fingers rubbing at her twat. She pulled her fingers away as her now naked legs fell on either side of my husband. He tossed her yoga pants and panties away then leaned down and buried his face into her pubic hair, eating her married twat with hunger.

    “Oh, Mr. Mayor, yes!” Lauren moaned. “Oh, yes, yes, your husband… Oh, my, he’s not afraid to eat cunt.”

    I popped my mouth off. “Something we both have in common. You?”

    Lauren licked her lips. “Never done it.”

    I winked at her. “You won’t be able to say that after we’re done with you.”

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

    Steve Davies

    I devoured Lauren’s sweet pussy juices as she shuddered from my wife’s statement. Lauren moaned, “I won’t. I’ll lick your pussy out, Linda.”

    Lauren then did something naughty. She rubbed her fingers, wet with her pussy juices, on her nipple, smearing her cream on them. My wife groaned and ducked her head back down. She latched on and sucked.

    The married woman moaned. Her pussy clenched around my probing tongue. Her sweet juices soaked my mouth. I loved them. I reveled in her flavor while her silky pubic hair rubbed against my face.

    This was so amazing. All my edits to the town seemed to have worked. I had the template to spread to other cities. My tongue danced through Lauren’s married depths, licking up her juices as she shuddered against me. Her bush rubbed on my mouth. Her sweet cream stained them.

    “Oh, yes, yes,” she gasped. “Mr. Mayor! Oh, this is so hot.”

    My hands grabbed her rump, squeezing her ass as I feasted on her. I licked and lapped, savoring the passion flowing out of her. My dick grew hard. I throbbed and ached, eager to bury into her. To fuck her hard.

    My tongue lapped up to her clit. She gasped. I sucked and nibbled on it. Her hot cream soaked my chin. She tossed her head from side to side while the camera recorded it all. Her husband would get to see her being cuckolded.

    Being bred.

    My dick throbbed hard. I sucked with all my hunger on her bud. Her moans sang through the room. Her thighs tightened around my head. Linda played with both her tits, suckling on one boob with hunger.

    “Oh, Christ,” gasped Lauren. “Oh, my god. That’s… that’s… Yes!”

    Her juices gushed out onto me. She bucked, her rump clenching beneath my kneading fingers. I lapped up the hot cream flooding out of her. That sweet passion melted on my tongue. I savored it, my dick throbbing.

    “Ooh, did you just cum?” Linda asked after popping her lips off the married woman’s nipple.

    “Yes!” gasped Lauren. “Oh, my god, Mr. Mayor! Oh, yes, yes!”

    “Mmm, and that means you’re ready to be fucked.” My wife glanced at me. “To be bred by my husband.”

    “I am!” Lauren moaned. “Oh, Mr. Mayor, I need it. Fuck me! Please, please!”

    “Even if he’ll knock you up?” purred my wife.

    “I don’t care. I just want to be fucked by him!”

    “You heard her,” Linda said as she moved, straddling the married woman. “Breed her and let’s send her home with a copy of the video.”

    My dick throbbed. It was so wrong that it made me almost cum. I rose, my face dripping with precum. As Linda settled her weight on Lauren’s mouth, I pressed my dick into the married woman’s bush, her silky hairs caressing the tip of my dick.

    I thrust into her depths. Lauren moaned into my wife’s pussy. I groaned at that silky, wet sheath engulfing my dick. The friction sent pleasure sweeping through me. Before me, Linda groaned, her large tits swaying, her auburn hair sweeping about her face.

    Her arms slid around my neck as she experienced the married woman’s tongue. Linda pulled me down, pressing me into her tits. I hugged her torso as I fucked Lauren. My wife’s breasts rubbed on the side of my face. I groaned into those breasts as I savored the hot, tight cunt squeezing around me.

    “Mr. Mayor!” Lauren squealed again and again into my wife’s twat. “Oh, Mr. Mayor, yes!”

    “Mmm, fuck her!” my wife moaned. “Drive that cock into her and flood her with all that cum. Breed her!”

    “Yes!” I snarled, thrusting away hard.

    My balls smacked into Lauren’s taint. Her thighs locked around me while her pussy massaged my cock. Every plunge sent pleasure shooting down my shaft to my aching balls. The delight then rushed through me. I groaned into my wife’s breasts, rubbing my face back and forth.

    Linda’s and Lauren’s moans mixed with mine. Linda squirmed, her breasts jiggling against my face as she ground on the married woman’s hungry mouth. Lauren groaned between licking and lapping at my wife’s twat. I could hear the passion in the married woman’s cunnilingus.

    “Oh, wow, you really like my pussy,” moaned Linda.

    “I never knew until now,” panted Lauren. “I had this desire for you, Linda! Oh, you taste so good!”

    “She does!” I groaned as Lauren’s twat squeezed around my dick.

    My balls tightened. I would breed another man’s wife. I couldn’t believe how far I’d come since gaining the app a few weeks ago. This heady rush shot through me. My dick plunged forward hard and fast. I buried into Lauren’s pussy again and again as she feasted on my wife.

    I kissed at the pillowy flesh of my wife’s tits. I sucked and nibbled at the inner slopes. I loved the smell, the feel, the taste of her skin. That salty delight melted on my tongue mixed with a hint of her perfume.

    I thrust my dick over and over into Lauren’s cunt, building towards that explosive climax. I grunted and groaned. I rammed into her again and again. The heady thrill shot through me. That building pressure mounted in my balls. I came closer and closer to erupting in her. To flooding her with all my jizz.

    It would be incredible. I would spurt so much jizz into her cunt. I would bathe her married depths in my seed. I growled into my wife’s tits, my balls growing tighter and tighter. The pleasure came closer and closer to exploding out of me.

    “Oh, yes, yes!” Linda moaned. “Lick right there, Lauren. Oh, my god, yes. I’m going to cream your face. I’m going to gush my juices out and flood your hungry mouth. Don’t stop licking. You’re incredible.”

    “You taste so good!” Lauren groaned. “Oh, Mr. Mayor, your cock… I’m going to cum on your cock while licking your wife’s cunt.”

    I ripped my face from Linda’s tits and snarled, “Good! Don’t hold back!”

    “Cum!” Linda moaned and then kissed me.

    She thrust her tongue into my mouth, hugging me tight. She moaned into my lips, making a throaty, orgasmic sound. My dick ached as I thrust it in and out of Lauren’s twat. The pressure rose as I knew my wife drowned the married woman in pussy cream.

    “So good!” Lauren moaned. “You’re cumming! I made you cum!”

    Her pussy squeezed down on my thrusting dick. Then it convulsed. It spasmed around me. That wonderful heaven massaged my cock. I shuddered, slamming to the hilt in her then drawing back through her writhing flesh.

    “Oh, god, I’m cumming! I’m cumming on the mayor’s dick!”

    Linda broke the kiss, her green eyes staring into mine. “Breed her, honey!”

    “Yes!” I snarled and rammed into Lauren’s cunt.

    My dick exploded. My jizz spurted out of me. Blast after powerful blast of my cum spurted again and again. It was amazing. This wonderful passion that surged over me. I groaned, dizzy from the pleasure slamming into my mind.

    Lauren whimpered into my wife’s pussy. The married woman’s cunt milked my dick. She drained me, wringing out all the fecund cum. The dizzying heat surged through me. I panted, my balls tightening. My heart raced.

    “Shit,” I groaned, dizzy from the pressure. “Oh, damn, that’s good.”

    “It is!” Linda moaned, her eyes shining. “I love what you’ve done!”

    I grinned at her. My alterations worked. This was amazing. I kissed my wife and savored this moment. The spasming in Lauren’s pussy died, but I knew we would have more fun. She would be heading home with such a wild video for her husband to watch.

    My dick throbbed, aching to cum again at that thought.

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

    Linda Davies

    Our daughters slept cuddled up together beside us. After we’d sent Lauren home to her husband via an Uber we ate dinner as a family. By then, our daughters had finished their homework and wanted to have some fun. We wore them out. Now they were sleeping the way only teenage girls could. They were lost to the world, looking so cute together.

    I cuddled up to my husband, my finger tracing his chest.

    “What are you thinking about?” he asked as my finger played with his chest hair.

    “Sandalphon,” I said, my heart tightening.

    “You heard him,” Steve said. “What we’re doing doesn’t go against the boundaries. We’re fine. You don’t have to worry about him.”

    “What if we… researched his real name?”

    I held my breath as I waited for his response.

    Steve glanced at me. Even though the lights were out, I could see the expression on his face. Shock. “And risk the Most High getting mad at us.”

    “If we have his most dangerous angel on our side…” My fingers slid lower. “Imagine the power that would give us. You. The upgrade to your phone. Could the Most High challenge you then?”

    “Don’t we have enough?” he asked, staring at me.

    “We can change the world,” I said. “Not just a city, but everything. Make this world perfect. No more suffering. No more poverty. People hunting each other. The Golden Rule shared to everyone.”

    His brow furrowed.

    “You’re a good man, Steve. It’s why I love you. I know that’s what you want. A world where humans don’t destroy each other. A place where sanity can rule again. How can we do that if you can only edit two cities a day? There are hundreds just in Washington. How many cities are there in the country? Thousands? Maybe tens of thousands?”

    “We don’t have to edit every city,” Steve said. “I had my own idea about this. I started it today. I put an aura on Rainier. Anyone who enters the city limits will want to elect me the person in charge of their city, county, state, and country to be me or someone I nominate.”

    I blinked at that. This hot thrill rippled through me. My pussy grew wet. “Really? They’ll vote for you as president on the next election.”

    “As a write-in candidate.” He stroked my arm. “So I don’t have to edit every city.” He smiled. “Did you know that there is this principle, the Pareto principle, that applies in so many aspects of life. Big things attract more to them. Most of the stars in the universe are small and yet most of the mass is held in a few of the really big stars. They sucked up the most material, leaving little for the rest. It’s the 80/20 rule. 80% of the wealth is held by 20% of the people. Big cities attract resources which attract people which attract more resources. It feeds on itself until most of a countries population is concentrated in a few small places. Places I can edit.”

    “Okay,” I said, frowning.

    “It’s the same way with cities. The big cities grow more than little cities. There are certain cities in America that hold vast swaths of the population. New York, Chicago, and Los Angeles are the three biggest cities in America. Not only do millions of people live in them, even more travel in and out of them. I edit those three, and think of the influence I’ll gain. That’s two days of work. Do Washington D.C. and I have every major politician and lobbyist on my side. Edit Olympia and other state capitols, and I’ll have local influences. That’s a month of work.”

    I shuddered, pressing my pussy against him.

    “A month, and no need to involve Sandalphon. No need to do more.” He glanced at me. “International trade comes through these major cities. It’ll spread. Then we hit other large population centers. London. Paris. Tokyo. Berlin. Singapore. Others. It’ll be slow, but we’ll make those cities better and change the world. No need to increase my power. No need to risk the Most High taking this all away.”

    I bit my lip. He was right. I should be satisfied with that. And yet… There was this itch in me. There was something more powerful than us—something that could take this all away from us on a whim, just like it was given to us—and that galled me. I’d heard enough from my husband to know that this was a game for the Most High.

    What if the game grew too stale.

    Lilith offered me a way to break the rules. If my husband wouldn’t edit Sandalphon, what if I could? If I could figure out his secret name, then it would be me who would give his powers to Steve. Give us the strength to go farther.

    To break free from anyone telling us what to do.

    “You’re amazing,” I said, snuggling tight, my insides squirming. This was the best thing for our family. I had to do this. But… I wanted him to understand. “What if we just found Sandalphon’s name just in case we need it.”

    “Too risky,” he said. “We’ll be fine.” He smiled at me. “Trust me, Linda.”

    “I do,” I said. That was the truth, I trusted my husband, but I didn’t trust the Most High. Not any longer. He wasn’t the God I thought he was. I didn’t want to give this up. I didn’t want to go back to being that repressed woman scared of her sexuality, who had to resort to cheating on this wonderful man because he couldn’t give me everything I craved through no fault of his own.

    I hugged him fiercely. “I’m with you to the end, Steve.”

    He kissed me. I closed my eyes. I would do anything for my family. I would protect them even against themselves. I would find Sandalphon’s real name and tell Steve. Give him one last chance to do it himself.

    If not… I would gamble on Lilith and the diabolical app.

    To be continued…


  • The Teenage Lesbian Bitch

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    I am a nasty piece of work. I can’t help it. Being a cruel lesbian dominant bitch is fun to me. I guess I like to watch my victims squirm and beg for mercy, which, of course, being the sick, twisted psychopath I am, I have no intention of granting…

    I am a bitch. A 19 year old, cruel, sick, twisted, sadistic bitch.

    And my mission in life? To humiliate women much older than me. To set them straight.

    To watch them crumble and fall at my feet, then serve me however I please.

    Married women are the easiest to tame, when I threaten to seduce their meal-ticket husbands. I’d say I’ll suck his cock and then open my legs and trick him into making me pregnant. I’d say I could wreck their marriage and take over their home and consign them out onto the street.

    I’d watch them squirm as I poured on the torment and break them one step at a time.

    And once they’re entangled in my cruel sticky web, I subject them to whatever mood takes me.

    How am I able to do this?

    Sometimes …. because they believe my ominous threats, and then they simply just let me.

    Sometimes …. because of my formidable stature, they daren’t even try to stop me.

    Sometimes …. because they are so weak and spineless, they think it’s what they deserve.

    Sometimes, oh yes, sometimes …. when they realise they have no choice but to serve the depraved demands of a cruel and dominant lesbian bitch, then I’m their wildest dark fancy come true.

    But why do I do this?

    There’s a question I’ve often pondered myself. Am I an aberration of nature? An evil, perverted psychopath? Or maybe an obsessive schizophrenic sexual deviant?

    But really there’s only one answer that fits …..

    I do it …. because I can.

    ………

    So, let me tell you how it all started.

    ……..

    I am quite tall for my age, you see. Not fat, but big boned. My mother was 6 foot 2, and my father even taller, and their genes were passed on to me.

    It used to fascinate me watching Mom in converse with other women. She seemed to tower over them, and if she leaned in, or moved a bit closer, the other would in reflex step back. They looked intimidated, as they seemed to cower and shrink, overwhelmed by her very presence.It was physical hierarchy in action, and I found it exciting, exhilarating…. So as I became older, I wanted some of that power for myself. I could use it in all sorts of ways.

    It was around the time of my mid-teens when I started testing my capabilities. I started being a bully.

    And it worked….. for quite a while. Borrowing money never to be repaid. Having my books carried around. Getting special orders of cake and chocolate. Delegating my homework.

    But I had a harsh and sudden a wake-up call when I was 15. A group of three older lads waylaid me and dragged me behind some bushes as I walked home from school. They pinned me down, and with venom in their eyes, and veins bulging in their foreheads, informed me that if I ever tried to extort lunch money from their sister again, they would beat me to a black and blue bloody pulp. With that, they give me a few slaps, and I agreed to never go near her again. But I also learned something else that day. Although I didn’t like the male of the species, and had no intention of losing my virginity, this “incident” left me seriously aroused. I realised that being on the receiving end of a bout of totally paralyzing and overwhelming domination could be extremely “invigorating”. It was one for the little black book.

    ………………………………..

    Despite this unnerving skirmish, their sister was just one of my many “benefactors”. Being a bully was a deep addiction, and I wasn’t deterred by a one-time shot across the bows. The incident passed, but I was here to stay. I simply had to be more discriminating. And I was. I harassed and harried only when I was sure of my mark. The passing months turned into a couple of years, and I arrived at the end of my time at school without further counter-attacks.

    I was then 17, and ecstatic to be leaving the education system behind. I didn’t need college and all that nonsense. I was self-learning how to use a different kind of knowledge and power. But as I moved into the adult world, the big time, I knew I had to refine and hone my skills. I needed to watch a master practitioner in action.

    That’s when I struck lucky. I secured employment at a travel agency, all be it on the bottom rung. I was the office lackey, making coffee, opening the mail, emptying bins… you know the sort of thing. Anyways, what counted was…. I was working along-side charismatic, persuasive sales-women… Five of them…. And I keenly watched them in action.

    Angie was the pushy one. The type who doesn’t take “no” for an answer. She was my heroine. Clients would come in and sit opposite, and Angie would work her magic. Some couples were sharp. They’d done their homework, knew exactly what they wanted, and just needed a professional like Angie to tie it all together. But other couples were the opposite. They had plenty to spend but were completely clueless as to what they really wanted. I marvelled as I watched Angie change into a dictatorial empress. Within minutes she had them wrapped around her little finger. I recon if she told them to go out back and change into their swimwear, then return to the public shopfront and parade around for us to judge if it was suitable, they would have done it. I wanted to be like Angie.

    I wanted suckers to willingly come to me, so I could “enlighten” them.

    And when they fell into line….. Oh boy, did I have plans.

    ………………………

    Weeks went by, and more and more I was allowed to sit in on “interviews”. Eventually I was encouraged to interject with pertinent questions. My eighteenth birthday was only 2 months away, and the boss, Silvie, a stern woman in her 50s, told me she was pleased with my progress. She said I had all the suitable attributes and wanted me to have a desk of my own as soon as I turned 18.

    It was the longest 2 months of my life.

    ………………………

    At 10.30 on the first Monday morning of sitting behind my newly appointed desk, the little bells on the shop door tinkled, and in walked a couple who I guessed were in their mid 40s. They voluntarily came over, having noted all the other girls were busy. After they were seated and we’d performed all the formal introductions, we commenced with the business at hand. I don’t know if it was luck or fate, but they hadn’t had a holiday for a couple of years and were seeking suggestions for a month-long vacation. I steered them through various options, and they were so naive and docile they showed interest in virtually everything. I convinced them to seriously consider a cruise, and that I’d like to loan them an informational video. I explained it was reserved for the next couple of days, but I could personally drop it around to their home as soon as it came back. That’s how I verified when they both came and went, and when she’d be home on her own.

    All the time they were there, I never stood up. I’d leave that as an unnerving surprise.

    ……………………..

    It was mid-morning. I wasn’t wearing my office uniform as I walked up to her porch, video in hand, and my big bag of goodies slung over my shoulder. I’d chosen a light, short summer dress and my highest of heels. With my hair bunched and pinned high up on my head, I stood over seven feet tall.

    Silvie wasn’t happy about me ringing in sick, but she’d bought my story about “women’s issues”.

    Mrs. Marrelli answered my knocking.

    “Hi, I’ve got the video with me”, I breezed in a bright, cheery tone. I wanted her off guard and at ease. I inwardly smirked as I gazed down at her small frame, with her eyes aligned with my breasts. When her head tilted backwards and she awkwardly looked up, it was accompanied by a distinctly audible gasp. She didn’t realise what she’d just given away. She was bewildered, alarmed and astounded.

    “Oh, thank you”, she said as she reached out her hand, expecting me to pass her the flat plastic box.

    “I’m sorry, Mrs. Marrelli, but what I have here is hot property. I was right to say you are considering a great option, because everyone wants to get on board, if you’ll excuse the pun. Although it is very informative, the video only runs for twenty minutes. I should come in and wait while you see what’s on offer, so I can take it away again straight after. But if you decide you like it, then I’ll certainly come back again so Mr. Marrelli can see the show, if you think it’s something he’d enjoy watching”.

    Oh, I do love my loaded phrases.

    “Well, erm, I wasn’t…… well, yes, I suppose. You’d better come in. I don’t want you to have wasted your journey”, she said, with her head still tilted back at an odd angle. She stepped aside and as I walked in through the doorway I made a big show of having to duck low, to highlight our different dimensions. I brazenly flaunted my sizeable advantage, to ensure she knew where she stood. I wanted to show her that when her time came, it would be futile to put up a struggle.

    But first, to establish my authority.

    “A coffee would be nice before we start, Mrs Marrelli, don’t you think? White with two sugars.”

    “Oh, erm, yes of course.” I could hear the hesitation, feel the tension. I had her on the back foot. When she walked across to her kitchen, I purposely followed. I’d charmed my way in, but now was the time for some pressure.

    “Nice home you have here, Mrs. Marrelli. But I feel so formal using your surname. What does your husband call you?”

    “My name is Nichole.”

    “No, that wasn’t my question. What does your husband call you?”

    She looked at me in confused irritation, and I could see her debate what to say.

    “Well?” I urged, as she tried playing for time by fussing with the coffee cups. I took two short steps closer and she knew she must answer. She turned and blurted out “Niki”.

    “Ni-ki” I echoed, laboured and slow, in a provoking two syllable click. ”That sounds much nicer. I had a friend at school called Nichole, but her nickname was “Mine”… You know .. nick-coal-mine. I used to call her “Mine” all the time. My nickname at school was Misterina, but you can call me Miss.”

    “Oh, I thought it was..”

    “Miss”, I interrupted sharply. “It’s what all my friends call me. I insist that you call me Miss”.

    After a slight hesitation and with a scrunch furrowed brow, she put one foot on my slippery slope.

    “Oh, OK.”

    Another pause followed, as I saw her cogs turning, at the implications of calling me “Miss.” Composure returned, but there’s no doubt she’d been thrown. She’d totally forgotten the thread.

    “You’ll have to forgive me but remind me how you like your coffee.”

    “How do you like your coffee, Mmm….?” I echoed, with my eyebrows raised and an up-flick of both hands, pressing her to round out her question. Come on, Niki. put both feet on my slippery slope.

    “How do you like your coffee… Miss?” she hesitatingly but irrevocably bought into to my prompt. I inwardly sighed with relief.

    “Hot, white and sweet, and served up with a dutiful smile.”

    “Oh, yes, of course”, she said softly, and when I re-flicked the fingers on my up-turned flat hands, she quietly added… “Miss”.

    “I’ll set up the video now, while you bring in the coffee and cookies,” I said in an assertive, stern tone, intentionally adding more burden to her duties.

    “Oh, I’ll, erm, yes, OK.”

    I thrust my head forwards with, “I didn’t hear you,” as I again up-wiggled my fingers, obliging her to offer correction. Then with much more conviction in a definite dutiful tone she uttered those symbolic words, “Yes Miss.”

    She’d put both her feet on my slippery slope, and I grinned as she started to slide.

    ….. ……

    I left her in the kitchen to prepare the coffee, while I made preparations of my own. I set up my camera, a spy-master special, pointing straight at the front of the lounge. Then I loaded the cruise promo-video into the player, knowing it was not what it seemed.

    …. …….

    “Niki,” I grimaced after a small sip from my cup, “this coffee is absolutely awful. What would your husband do if you served up such rubbish? Put you over his knee, I should think,” as I studied for her reflex reaction.

    “I’m sorry. It must be the milk or something,” she apologised like a well-trained gracious hostess.

    “Never mind. The video is ready. I won’t risk another coffee otherwise I may end up putting you over my knee myself. Sit down and I’ll start the presentation. Is that what you want?” I said as one long sentence without taking a pause, knowing exactly what I was doing.

    Nichole sat down on the lounge opposite the TV and looked at me as she nodded her head yes, then her eyes focused back onto the blank screen. I could see she was too rattled to speak, having been confused by my provocative wording, but I wanted to push for more subservience.

    “Was that nod a yes, Ni-Ki?” I asked with authority.

    “Yes,” she almost inaudibly croaked.

    “Yes .. mmm?” I hummed as a question.

    She flashed the briefest of glances up at me, then again quietly croaked, “Yes Miss.”

    “That’s better. “Miss” all the time from now on, yes?” I said, as I brought my palms together with a loud clap to give weight to my request, but I didn’t wait or push for an answer.

    I pressed the ‘start’ button, and leaving the remote by the tv, stepped over to sit next to Niki. I set our legs to be almost touching as I nonchalantly leaned back into the lounge. The top of her head was as low as my shoulders, and she looked so small and weak at my side. I could see my boldness had made her perturbed, as she took refuge in the flickering screen.

    The first images were different angles of a grand ocean liner gliding through a calm silver sea. Then it started showing some of the passengers walking around on the ship’s deck. It showed a line-up of several sun-lounges, all adorned with bikini-clad babes. One of them started to rub oily lotion onto one of the others, a slim, petite blonde. All the other chicks then started on her too. This petite hot babe was being totally surrounded, and a forest of hands made her glisten with a slick, shiny lube. Then there was a close-up of fingers pulling at the strings on the sides of her skimpy bikini, and the knots falling undone. When the cut-away returned as an open angle shot, it revealed her shaved and oiled body had been rendered totally naked. Niki turned to look up at me in preparation to speak, but I cut her off before any words came out.

    “It looks as if someone has played a trick on us, Niki. It seems as if we are about to witness the calculated ravishment of this hapless hot babe, and it’s starting to make me aroused.”

    Niki was now fidgeting around in a state of embarrassed confusion and when she placed her hands on the lounge and braced her arms to take her weight, it was obvious she was going to try get away. I settled one hand firmly on her shoulder, and when I said “Shh! Don’t go”, she slumped straight back down without saying a word. She then turned her head to one side as if to avoid the continuing scenes, but at my assertive order… “Let’s keep watching,” her eyes looked up at me with the briefest of glances, then her attention returned to the disturbing events being played out on the screen.

    The hot chick in the movie, now naked and oiled, had hands roaming all over her body. She bucked and she writhed as if it wasn’t what she wanted, but her moans were unmistakably carnal. As Niki was staring with stunned disbelief, I slowly eased up onto my feet and discretely positioned myself behind her while she remained mesmerized in her seat. The next scene was where the oiled babe was pulled up onto her feet, and the arms of several other babes lifted her high in the air. The scene showed a large wedge wooden block, which, affixed on top and in the middle, was a large, imposing, erect dildo. The oiled-up babe, now squirming in fear, was inexorably manoeuvred into place. With hands holding her legs spread wide open, she was lowered down onto the grotesque looking dildo. Then there was a shot of hands pressing down on her shoulders, and their weight meant she couldn’t balance on tip-toe and was forced to stand flat on her feet. The camera did a close-up to show the dildo was now unmistakably half the way in. There was a bar at arms-length in front of her chest which she’d grabbed to maintain her balance, but which was useless to try relieve any downward pressure. Then two women, one at each side, took hold of her ankles, and in unison, yanked her legs backwards. The babe in the movie gave a blood-curdling scream as her full weigh slapped down onto the apex of the wedge, and the full length of huge dildo disappeared out of sight. At this barbaric impalement, Niki let out a loud gasp, and because I had positioned myself behind her, I simultaneously slapped my hands down hard on her shoulders to keep her in place.

    “They’ve got her now, Niki. No escape. And it gets worse. You’d better keep watching.”

    Niki started squirming as I held my hands firmly on her shoulders, but her eyes stayed fixed on the screen. The action continued as ropes were then weaved, securing the babe in this horrendous forced situ. When she’d been ensnared in a tangled tight web, it showed a lone hand flick a white switch. There commenced a buzzing which came from the block, and the babe started showing signs of discomfort. The next scene highlighted a black-lined canvas bag, which was then slipped down over her head. The buzzing increased to bee’s wing crescendo, and the babe’s oiled-up body, still wriggling and writhing, started to flush an orgasmic bright red. The other women started pushing and steering the large wooden wedge block which was obviously rolling on wheels. Pushing and heaving, the film showed the block’s wheels turning, while the hooded babe kept bucking and moaning. The block kept on moving with its wild frantic cargo to the edge of the ocean-liners high deck. The camera panned out to give a scene from above, showing a heart-stopping long drop to the sea. The block was pushed further until the front wheels were teetering on the edge of this terrifying long drop to the churning and seething water far below. The babes frantic writhing had become fully carnal, with the buzzing dildo obviously doing its job. The babe was now bucking hard in the confines of her tied web, like she was trying to ride a bronco, and clearly crazed by orgasmic vexation. Just at that moment a hand whisked off her hood. When the babe saw where she was, her eyes flew open like saucers, but the block and its hapless cargo was given one final firm push. With another blood-curdling scream, the babe, who was clinging tightly to the support bar, and still glowing bright red and convulsing, and still in the throes of a powerful orgasm, appeared to disappear straight over the edge. Niki let out a shriek and started shaking like she was having a seizure, and it took all my strength to keep her in place. The next scene panned slowly around another vacant wood block, highlighting it also was fitted with an erect and overtly large dildo. Then the scene showed a middle-aged couple on lounges, holding hands sweetly as they lay side by side in their swimwear. The group of babes in their scanty bikinis approached them and engaged them in friendly conversation. The man is reassured by two babes to remain where he is, as the others coerce the woman away. She’s then persuaded to lay down on a lounge just around the corner from this other wooden wedge block and its dildo, and the babes start to apply shiny lube oil. The woman seems happy to go with the flow as she gets pampered with soft soothing hands. She seems really relaxed as the hands keep on working, getting bolder and ever more brazen. The woman, now clearly affected by her seductive massage, starts to wriggle in sensual indulgence. The camera shows a close-up of hands on the waist-band of her bikini, which slowly gets eased down her thighs. At this point the camera gives a screen shot of the wooden wedge block and it’s large, erect dildo, then back to the woman now oiled up and naked. The woman complies and gives a soft purring moan as the babes pull her up and onto her feet. You can hear the girls laughing and jeering in the background as a hood is waved in front her face. The woman holds her head up and steady with her eyes firmly closed, a clear sign of unspoken approval. When secured into darkness, the babes then guide her around the corner, to the wooden block and its menacing vertical appendage. It shows several hands start to lift her up high, and then her dangling feet, hapless and circling, seeking traction in the void of mid-air. As the scene fades to darkness, you can hear desperate screams, and then the screen then goes eerily blank.

    “Wow,” I said, as a breathy exclamation, “that has made me so hot.”

    Despite seeing the clip several times before, the vision a woman being torn apart by the plight of being haplessly in the throes of orgasm, yet suddenly realising she is about to be subjected to some kind of grotesque and barbaric horror, always makes me hot. It’s a scenario I strive for when entertaining my “friends.”

    Niki turned around to me with a wide-eyed stare and a mouth flopping like a fish out of water, but no sounds came out from her lips. Her head traced my movement as I ran around from the back of the lounge, to where I grasped both her hands, and pulled her resolutely onto her feet. With my hands behind her shoulders, I pulled her head to my chest, like a mother comforting a bewildered sick child.

    “Oh baby of mine,” I breathed slow, soft and tender, “it’s made you upset. Don’t worry, you’re safe here with me.” I held her close for quite a long moment, then as we broke, she tipped her head obliquely backwards. Our gazes locked on, like flaming red lasers, and we connected, straight eye to eye. I sank to my knees so our heads were aligned, and like insidious poison, I ever so slowly leaned in. She too edged forwards, passive and calm, just like a moth to a flame. I placed my hands on the back of her head, and inexorably, I reeled her right in. When our lips finally met, she gave a soft, passive moan, and her hands came around the back of my shoulders. I knew that for her, our spontaneous embrace was a need for calming reassurance. For me, it was the spring of a well thought out trap, and a simple cruel case of “I have now got you.” And just like my “friend” Nichole from high school who was under my spell, I was about to ensure that every part of her was going to be mine. Oh yes, my poor Niki, I sure judged you well when I thought you’d be easy. By the end of today, you’ll have sealed your own fate. Henceforth, you are going to be “Mine.”

    ……………………………..

    “Oh, I’m so sorry,” Nichole gushed when she regained her senses. “I didn’t mean to….” She tailed off.

    “I knew exactly what you needed when you instinctively started calling me ‘Miss’. That’s the sort of person you are. You let others take charge, so you don’t have to make any decisions.”

    “No, it’s, I never…. I..” she started to gibber, and now I had to show her who’s boss.

    “What is your husband going to say when I tell him you tried to seduce me?” I sneered, keeping her on a short rein.

    “No, I didn’t, I mean I wasn’t….” as she started to babble again.

    “You know that horrible cup of coffee you brought in earlier, and how you’ve now tried to seduce me. Well, I’m going to punish you for it. And you are going to let me, aren’t you, so I won’t be of a mind to tell your husband how badly you’ve behaved?”

    “No, that was a mistake. I didn’t….”

    “Well, to make sure there won’t be any more mistakes, you’re going to go over my knee.” And with that, I plonked myself down on the lounge and tapped the top of my thighs with my palm. She looked at me as if she hoped I wasn’t serious, but I prompted her with my sternest of tones.

    “Come on, you know it’s going to happen… Let’s get this over with, I haven’t got all day.”

    But what she didn’t know was I had no intention of leaving for hours. Not until just before her husband was due to come home. Just enough time for her to compose herself after the nightmare she was about to endure. The nightmare I was going to record on video. A journal of exploits, showing my pathetic new slave commit a whole range of disgusting acts upon herself.

    Oh, yes! My big bag of goodies and my twisted, sick mind were aching to get down and get nasty.

    But first… It was time to enter uncharted waters. It was time to tame my first middle-aged bitch.

    ……..

    “Knee”, I commanded in my sternest of tones, whilst pointing at the top of my thigh.

    “No, I…. “ she stammered, lacking vigour and courage, as she looked away and down at the floor.

    “Fucking knee …. now,” I barked, as I palm-slapped my thigh, the loud crack making her visibly jump.

    “No, please, I …” again she flustered, but remained like a statue in place.

    “Don’t make me come and get you,” I threatened, “or it’ll be worse for you.”

    Her feet started edging, like she was sliding on skis, one tiny glide at a time.

    “That’s it. Let yourself go. You know it’s for your own good,” I coaxed in a sugar-coat tone, mocking her trembling angst.

    “No, please, I’ve never….” she started as a last ditch bid when her slink reached the side of my legs.

    “Too late for that, Now get down on your knees and lay yourself over,” I directed with firm resolution, as I patted the tops of my thighs.

    I couldn’t help but grin when her knees touched the floor. Oh, Niki, you really are so easy….

    As her body was bending over, I said, “This is going to hurt me more that it does you,” causing her to throw a final pleading glance at my eyes. Perhaps it was the word “hurt,” but she was already balanced way too far over, and when my hand grasped hard on the nape of her neck, she ceased to have any choice. Pinned down and arched over the top of my thighs, she was now fully at my disposal.

    “Are you going to count, or shall I?”, I breathed with an air of triumph, having got her just where I wanted. With my left hand now clamped on the back of her neck, and my right palm pressing down on the small of her back, she dangled like hapless rag doll.

    “I don’t want…. “ she started weakly, but I wasn’t of a mind to hear it.

    “Fifty it is then,” I firmly decreed, causing her to gasp and to wriggle.

    “No, please, I don’t….”

    …… thwack …… I unleashed my first sting on her dress covered ass. I wanted her to stop talking.

    …… thwack …… again, which echoed the room, and she arched to try raise her head.

    “No, please stop….”

    …… thwack …… yet again, so hard it hurt my palm, and it certainly got her attention.

    “Ow,” she cried, “No, please, please …” It was now a quavering sob.

    ……. thwack …… was my instant reply. “If you stop talking, I’ll reduce your sentence, unless you want the whole fifty and more.”

    When I felt her give a slight nod of her head, but no words came out, I soothingly said,

    “OK, I’ll stop at forty.”

    A couple of thwacks later, I paused in my onslaught, which also caused her to stop wriggling.

    “Do you want me to reduce it to thirty?” I asked with feigned concern, fully knowing she couldn’t see my cruel smirk. She nodded her head yes which suited me fine, because it was to be a two-sided deal.

    “Sentence reduced to thirty it is then, but on your bare ass, and providing you remove your own panties.”

    “But I didn’t think…..” she started her protest, but that was part of my plan.

    “We agreed on forty, but since you’ve been good, I’ll reduce it to thirty, but rewards have to pay a small price. In this case, it’s you standing up, removing your panties, then back over my knee to offer your bare ass to my hand. And you are going to do it, yes?”

    There was a long moment of complete stillness. I knew this was a defining moment as I sat motionless and holding my breath. Except for Niki’s involuntary shaking, neither of us spoke or moved for what seemed like an eternity but was probably only 20 seconds.

    But then, she sealed her own fate.

    This Italian floozy, this faint-heart from Fiat-land, fell into her own ‘fait-accompli’.

    “Ok”, she breathed in the faintest of whispers, and I exhaled a sigh of relief. There’s always a deep sense of satisfaction at the first complete capitulation of one of my victims when they agree to accept my decree.

    “Did I just hear you say ‘yes miss’?” I asked, wanting her to use those specific words to make it easier to edit my video later. “Well?” I pressed.

    “Yes Miss,” she breathed in quiet resignation.

    “Stand up and strip, then.” I barked. “Do it now.”

    Niki slowly unfurled herself from my knee and stood upright. I couldn’t help but smile as her hands hitched up the sides of her skirt and she hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her panties. I sat quietly and patient as they dropped to her ankles, and her feet lifted one at a time.

    “Dress too,” I ordered, as I wafted my hand at her stance.

    “But I didn’t think….” she again started.

    “You don’t have to think,” I snapped in. “Just do as you’re told. That piece of rag you call a fucking dress. Take it off …… now.”

    Despite the feigned aggression in my emphatic demand, still she was slow to react. But after several tense seconds her hands reached down to the hem of her dress and arced it up over her head.

    “That’s it,” I urged, “It’s for your own good. You know it’s what you deserve.”

    With her now standing in only her bra, I snapped my fingers with a resounding click as I again pointed at the top of my thigh. With no further instruction, she dropped down to her knees and again she slowly bent over.

    “That’s a good girl,” I cooed. “We’ve almost done. Just a few more light smacks to go.”

    Once she was down with her neck in my grasp, I let rip on her protruding bare ass.

    Thwack … thwack … thwack… thwack … thwack …. thwack… in quick succession as hard as I could, the sting now bright red and angry. I’d laid into her so hard and so fast she’d no time to rebel, but now was the time for a pause.

    “How do you like that, you lazy weak bitch?” I barked, again with pointed and feigned aggression.

    “Noooo,” she wailed, in a pathetic long sob, as I gently rubbed her bare ass to calm her.

    “No more just yet,” I soothed. My palm gently rubbed her redness, and with each slow, lazy circle, my middle finger encroached further and further down her ass-crack. After about 10 slides around, my finger was dipping so low it was finding the soft folds of her sex. Then with one final dip, my middle finger entered full trespass into her sloppy and inflamed arousal. “You like this, don’t you babe?” I purred, rubbing salt in her wound, knowing she would attempt to deny the plain truth.

    “Nooo,” she quavered in the faintest of whispers, her wetness telling a whole different story. I kept my finger exactly where it was as I gave it a few subtle wriggles.

    “Oh, but you do, babe,” I disputed, mocking her dilemma by gently see-sawing my finger in her wetness. “Come on, open those legs for my you dirty slut whore. You know you can’t stop yourself.”

    And sure enough, her toes did a little fandango to shuffle her legs wider, gifting me far better access. As I deepened my finger and work ever more firmly, she shuffled her legs even wider.

    As my right hand worked its magic, my left hand found the clasp of her bra. With a deft little fiddle, the elastic flicked away, and the straps hung loose on her shoulders. When the time comes for her to stand upright, which I would make her do when my fingers have fully opened her wet sex, I was going to pull the bra away to render her fully naked. That’s exactly how I wanted her when I grabbed her by the hair and dragged my sobbing new slave into the bedroom. I was going to use my stature and considerable physical advantage to simply drag her there, knowing the trauma of such sudden and unexpected rough handling would suffocate of any kind of protest. Then Mrs Marelli was going to discover the horrors which were contained in my shoulder bag. With my sadistic agenda and barbaric devices, we were in for a fun afternoon.

    She was my first married conquest, and I was going to ensure it would be indelibly memorable for both of us. I was going to make her violate, debase and degrade herself right there in front of me and my high definition recorder. I’d then have all the material I need to drag this meek and innocent housewife to the deepest depths of my cruel and barbaric sex hell. Oh, yes… this poor bitch was going to use my sick and fiendish toys to inflict so many grotesque orgasms on herself, she’ll wish she had never been born.

    I could hardly wait….

    To be continued …


  • An evening at the beach

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    A short romantic date

    It’s a warm day of early summer. The sun’s shining and occasional perfectly white clouds glide in the sky. The beach is a large, isolated one with birch trees lining the sand. We arrive at the end of a dirt road that leads to the beach, park the car and hop out. There are a few other cars, I count five. I look at my watch, it’s six thirty.
    “We’re right on time.”
    I grab the towels and icebox, you the food. We make our way through a winding path between the black and white trunks and see the beach stretching out in front of us. We’re not alone there, but it’s only a dozen or so other people, that have found the place as well. I choose a spot directly under a birch’s branches, still on the sand. I feel it hot under my bare feet, it’s been soaking up the sun’s heat all day. I spread the towels next to each other, creating a square to lay on.
    “Fancy a drink?”
    I open the icebox and pull out two ciders. We sip on our drinks for a while, marveling the weather and the slowly descending sun in the horizon. It’s still warm, and being next to you is making me feel even warmer. I look at your figure, admiring how your cyan bikini is bringing out your hair color.
    “Let’s go for a dip!”
    I take hold of your hand and pull you up. Hand in hand, we run down to the waterline and stop. I try the water with my big toe, it’s still warm enough to swim in. A wave brushes past our ankles and you jump and squeal when the cool water hits your skin.
    “Come on, let’s go!”
    I start wading deeper into the lake. The water is up to my hip and you’re still ankle deep. I use my hand to motion you to come further, and you oblige. Once you reach me, I give you a light splash of water. You yelp again, and splash me back. I run ever deeper, until I’m already swimming. I notice my blonde hair floating on the surface and wet them to keep them under control. You join me and we bob in the waves, enjoying each other’s company. As I look back at the beach, I notice a lot of people have left and the ones that are left seem to be packing up. I look at you with a smirk and swim closer. I swipe your auburn hair from your face and embrace you. I see you looking at the beach, worried.
    “Don’t worry, no one’s looking at us.”
    I lean closer to you and meet your lips in a kiss. Moving my lips slightly, I let out a small moan into your mouth. Both our eyes are closed and we just stand there, my feet barely touching the bottom. I awaken from the trance your lips have put me and look you in the eye. Without a word, I start half swimming, half wading back towards the shore, you tightly behind me. When we get back on dry land, I notice the beach is already abandoned, and my mind starts spinning possible scenarios for what might happen next. I keep them all to myself for now, and give you a towel after shaking the sand off of it. I dry my skin and walk a bit from you, deep in thought. I look into the sunset, wondering what you’re thinking. I feel your hand around my waist and turn my head to smile at you. I wrap my arm around your shoulders and pull you ever so slightly into me. My skin is dry, but I notice you haven’t dried yours yet, so you leave a damp spot on my side. I get a better grip of my towel and walk to behind you. I envelop your torso in the cloth, leaning my head to rest on your shoulder. I pull on the neat ribbon at the back of your cyan bikini, making sure the towels stays on. You put your hands up and I slide the top off of you with one hand while the other keeps the towel in place. I gesture you to hold the cloth in place, while I use my fingers to comb your hair back, and then onto your chest from the left side of your head. I cross my fingers on your stomach from behind you and kiss the nape of your neck. I move to caressing the right side of your neck with my tongue and lips. I feel your muscles slowly relaxing, and your head tilting to the left. Your skin feels so soft from the fresh water and the sun, I can’t help but to close my eyes and enjoy your feel. My tongue moves with deliberate sloth, finding every part it can reach. My lips try their best to convey as much of my feelings towards you as they possibly can. I decide they aren’t adequate, so I stop kissing your skin.
    “I really like you”,
    I whisper, my mouth less than an inch from your ear. I feel your body stiffen at my words, but then relax again, so I resume kissing you. Your right hand travels up and I appreciate your palm on my neck. I use my hands, which are still holding your abdomen, to tighten the fuse between us. The sensation of your body so close to me sends shivers up my spine, and I fully enjoy the moment. I decide to see if you’re in the mood and start moving my hips in a sideways motion. My bikini bottom slides across yours and I can hear you letting out a sigh. I want to make you feel as good as possible, and now I realize I’m only enticing myself by grinding myself against you. I make up my mind and whisper, again close enough to you for you to feel my breath whirling around your ear,
    “This is neither the time nor the place. Let’s head home to mine, shall we?”
    As we walk back to the car, we leave tall shadows on the ground. The setting sun is burning red behind us, yet never even dreaming of competing with the glow emanating from you and I.