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Naughty temptations afflict hot moms while Clint’s desire to make incest and bigamy legal continues to grow.

Incestuous Harem’s Passion

(An Incestuous Harem Story)

Chapter Seven: Taboo Temptations

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this!

September 13th, 2021 – Cruzita Gutiérrez

“Cruzita?”

I lifted my head to see the Hispanic girl coming out of the cloth curtain that cut off the waiting room from the back hallway. She wore a lilac, silk robe about her petite figure. She wore her dark-brown hair short, framing her face. She couldn’t be more than eighteen, and wore a bright smile on her face.

“That’s me,” I said in Spanish. “You’re my masseuse.”

“Yes, I am,” she answered back in the same language. Then she switched to English to say, “She’s all checked in, Lee?”

“Yep,” the receptionist said. She appeared to be kneeling on her chair, leaning over and wiggling her hips like a little girl. She was young, too, her face elfin and cheeks rosy. Her computer had a faint, humming sound coming from it. “She’s ready to go. Give her a good time, Juana.”

“Always.” Juana turned to me and switched back to Spanish to say, “Come on back, pretty lady.”

She held back the curtain for me as I stood. My friend, Olivia Wright, had recommended this massage parlor. She said the Lady Touch Massage Parlor had done wonders for her and her eighteen-year-old daughter. It was the best stress relief in town.

I was desperate for it.

“So, first time, huh?” Juana said, this naughty gleam in her eyes.

“First time,” I agreed.

“Getting a massage, or just coming to my establishment?”

“Both.” I swallowed. “Your establishment.”

“This was all my idea. My sister and I, along with a few friends, put it together.” She opened a door to a room and motioned me to enter. “Come on, pretty lady, I’ll take care of you. Mmm, you’re going to love having your massage cherry broken.”

Her eyes flicked over my form and this strange sensation rippled through my body. It was like she was staring at me the way a man did a woman. I blushed at the thought. Was she a lesbian? I didn’t have a lot of experience with lesbians. Or maybe I was just reading too much into an innocent glance.

Olivia had recommended the place.

The room was lit by scented candles. They burned happily along the counters on both sides of the room, dancing warm light everywhere. The soothing scent of cinnamon filled my nose. I shuddered at that scent. In the center of the room lay a massage bed, a sturdy structure with a padded bed that held an oval cutout at one end that looked perfect for a bed. On one counter lay a back massager, plugged into an outlet.

“Well, pretty woman, let’s get you naked,” said Juana. Her hands boldly darted to the suit jacket I wore over my blouse and pencil skirt.

“Naked?” I gasped as she drew off my charcoal blazer.

Juana gave me this strange look. “Did you think you’d be clothed?” She hung my blazer from a coat rack to the right of the door. “How am I supposed to massage you, pretty lady, if your clothes are in the way?”

“I guess so, but…” I looked around as she came back to me and untucked my blouse from my skirt. Her fingers worked the buttons. “Shouldn’t I strip myself.”

“Oh, it’s just the pampering we offer here,” she said, her fingers undoing button after button. A tension squeezed about my heart. This nervous squirm writhed through my stomach. “Relax, pretty woman, we’re both ladies. It’s no different from the locker room.” She paused. “Unless you think I’m going to molest you.”

“Molest?” I gave a nervous laugh. “No, no. My friend said this place is amazing.”

Juana winked at me as she finished unbuttoning my blouse. She opened it, revealing my round breasts held in a bra. I was still in great shape despite being in my forties. My figure slender. My work had a small gym next door, and I used it on my breaks.

“You look like you’re a woman in need of pampering,” she said. “Your job?”v

“Yeah,” I said, “but…” I stared down at my wedding ring glinting on my left hand. I twisted it.

“Ah, hubby driving you wild?”

“Not for much longer.” I drew in a deep breath. It hurt. “Divorce should be final in a few months. California makes you go through a waiting process before they’ll finalize it. You know, a last chance to see if you can reconcile.”

“But you don’t want to?”

“He doesn’t like the hours I work. I’m never home, he claims. So he started fucking the girl next door. She’s barely older than our daughter. Eighteen, so she’s barely legal.” Anger flared through me. “And it’s hard on Laurita. She doesn’t want it to happen, and I can’t tell her that her father is a peckerhead piece of shit, now can I?”

“Then you need this,” Juana said with absolute sincerity. She slid her fingers along the waistband of my pencil skirt and found where it zipped up on the side. It fit my body. “Only thing better than one of our massages is getting fucked hard by a hottie on a one night stand.”

“I have no idea how to do that,” I muttered. “I married my high school sweetheart.”

“Sorry it didn’t work out,” she said. “But I’ll make you forget all about him.” She knelt down before me and tugged off my skirt. I shuddered at her kneeling there. It was such a… submissive act. She stared up at me with this bright gleam in her dark eyes. Her hands worked my skirt down my thighs, her fingers brushing my skin. We had nearly the same shade of brown.

I stepped out of my skirt and trembled. There was something different about this girl. The way she acted. She was young, but she moved around me with such confidence. She had a strange, commanding presence. Like she was used to getting her way. Not spoiled. It was something else.

My skirt folded, she returned to me and stood a few inches in front of me. She smiled as she reached behind me. I shivered at how intimate it suddenly became. Her fingers followed my bra’s band around to the clasp. Her small breasts were only inches from touching mine as she unhooked it. She fumbled for a moment, her weight shifted.

By accident, our breasts, separated by our clothing, pushed together. My nipples burst with a tingling sensation that rippled across my skin. An electric current that ended up at my pussy. My cheeks warmed at the awakened heat.

“There we are, pretty lady,” she said and leaned back, pulling away my bra straps. She slipped the cups off my breasts, exposing my round tits. They weren’t as firm as they used to be. But they still had their shape, my nipples thick and dark brown.

And hard.

My cheeks warmed with embarrassment. I hoped she didn’t notice. Or, at least, didn’t comment.

She added my bra to the pile. I shivered and went to go the bed, fighting the urge to cover my breasts. A locker room. Just like at the gym. Stripping naked wasn’t a big deal there. We were all women.

Only the locker room wasn’t lit by scented candles and I was stripping myself here.

“Hold up, pretty lady,” she said, grabbing my wrist. “You still have your panties and shoes on. You need to be naked.”

“My panties, too?” I gasped as she slipped to her knees before me again. That submissive-seeming act, but she stared up at me with authority. This was her massage parlor. Like a judge in a courtroom, she ruled here.

“And shoes,” she purred, grabbing my right foot and lifting it. I shuddered at how intimate it was for her to slowly pull off my three-inch pumps, her hand caressing my foot in the process. I shivered, the heat growing between my thighs.

“Cute feet,” she said as she drew off the other shoe, her finger following down my sole, stroking the bottom of my foot. This strange tingle raced through me. I shivered, my breasts rising and falling with my breathing.

What was this place? If Olivia hadn’t told me this was the stress relief I needed…

“And now the panties,” she said, her hands sliding up my thighs, just a light graze. Her touch electrified my skin. I swallowed. It was her job to touch me. I just had to relax. Nothing strange or unusual about a masseuse touching her client.

She slid her hands over my cream-hued panties, touching the satin. “These are so cute, pretty lady.”

“Thanks,” I said. Juana hooked them and then tugged them down.

Slowly.

She worked off the cloth while my cheeks burned. Kneeling, her head was at the same level as my pussy. She exposed my black bush. The panties slid over my plump butt-cheeks. Then they were down my thighs. The way she stared at me, I had this strange idea that she wanted to feast on me.

The nervous writhe in my stomach increased. I wanted to flee. I wasn’t into women. I didn’t want her to do that to me. I squeezed my eyes shut. Of course, she wouldn’t do that. This place couldn’t do that. My friend didn’t send me to some strange bordello masquerading as a massage parlor.

A woman’s only massage parlor.

“There you are,” she said as she tugged my panties down my thighs. Her knuckles caressed my skin, generating heat that rippled through me. My pussy drank it in. I hoped she didn’t notice anything. Over the cinnamon, I caught a faint, familiar scent.

Cheeks flaming, I stepped out of my panties. She rose and carefully folded them before adding them to the pile of clothing. I moved to the bed even as I considered fleeing from here. I sat down on it, squirming. I was too nervous. This wasn’t relaxing me. It was just stressing me out. I was on my lunch break. I didn’t want to waste it.

“Lay down on your belly,” she said, picking up the back massager. Its white end was as thick as a soda bottle and ended in a round column. Like a wand. She turned it on and it buzzed, the end fuzzing along the edges. “Put your head in the cutout. It’s to support you and let you feel comfortable.”

“Okay,” I said and obeyed.

As I moved into position, she also grabbed a dark-amber bottle. She brought it over to the bed and hummed, almost drowned out by the vibrator. I stretched out on my back, glad to hide my breasts. I shifted into position and placed my head in the cutout.

“You’re going to love this, pretty lady,” purred Juana. Her voice had a sensual cadence to it.

I gasped as she drizzled the oil across my back. She spread it in a long, sinuous line. I shuddered at her touch. Then her hand spread it across my skin, her fingers kneading and working. They felt… relaxing. Skilled. Her touch held purpose.

A professional.

My nervousness slowly faded. I breathed in the relaxing cinnamon. She moved her hand down my lower back closer and closer to my plump ass. She paused and then drizzled the liquid across my butt-cheeks. Her hand slid over my rump, fingers digging into my flesh. I let out a little groan. That felt nice. Not in a sexual way, but just to have my muscles massaged.

“Mmm, there you are,” she purred and then pressed the back massager right between my shoulder blades.

I gasped at the humming vibration massaging my skin. My fingers flexed. My toes curled. A soft sigh escaped my lips. It felt incredible on my skin. It wasn’t just vibrating, it was warm. A soothing heat that mixed with the buzzing touch.

I closed my eyes and relaxed into the massage. Juana worked it in slow circles, spreading out across my oiled back. It caressed my muscles. Teased them. She moved it over my shoulder blades. She pushed my hair back to work it against my neck. Her free hand kept stroking my lower back, hardly noticeable as she worked the amazing toy.

I groaned.

Sighed.

Enjoyed it.

She moved the massager around my back, knowing just where to pause and really let it work into my flesh, pressing into knots of tension. They relaxed away. It was incredible. I could just let her do this all day. The buzzing heat drew all my attention. I was vaguely aware of her hand massaging my rump.

Didn’t care about it one bit.

The buzzing moved lower and lower. She slid it over my spine. I gasped when she found this knot halfway down. My back arched, pressing my breasts into the table. She dug the wand massager there, working on it.

Her fingers dipped into my crack. I didn’t care. I just loved that massager. I whimpered.

“Mmm, pretty lady, right there, huh?” Juana asked. “All that stress from your dickhead husband. What a little bitch for cheating on such a beauty.”

“Yes,” I moaned.

“And you’ve been working all those long hours. They’ve been taking their toll on you. Draining your spirit. I can tell. Just let me massage it all away, pretty lady.”

“You’re doing so good,” I moaned, the vibrating warmth moving lower and lower. I gasped when she reached my tail bone. “Oh, that’s good.”

“Yes, yes, you have a lot of tension there. I got you, pretty lady.”

Her hand slid down my rump through my crack. Her finger brushed my taint and almost my pussy before she was stroking her oiled hand down my thigh. I didn’t mind. I just moaned, lost to the delight of the back massager working away my tension. My toes curled, feet twitching.

Her hand slid up and down my thigh, spreading the oil with her massaging touch. She dug into my muscles, a small delight compared to the relaxing buzz off the massager. It moved over my rump now, following wherever hand had touched.

She worked it in slow circles on my right butt-cheek, pressing it into my plump flesh. I whimpered and moaned. I could almost fall asleep enjoying this. Her hand massaged my legs, moving from thigh to thigh as she worked the massager.

She slid it over my butt-crack. The rounded, buzzing tip pressed between my asscheeks for a moment. My asshole puckered, but the humming tool didn’t touch it. Then she was massaging along the other side of my rump.

“Oh, yes,” I sighed, her hand digging fingers into my inner thigh. “That’s good.”

My legs parted to let her work while that hot massager soothed everything away. I was in heaven. It worked lower across my butt-cheek, following the dipping curve. Then it slipped between my thighs.

It pressed against my pussy.

I gasped at the buzzing heat rubbing at my vulva through my bush. Sparks burst from my clit. The vibrator moved onto my inner thigh. The contact with my pussy was a brief touch. Accidental. I shuddered, my labia aching, wanting it to return.

My cheeks burned at that impulse. I forced it down, but the tingling remained in my pussy. I couldn’t stop thinking about how great that felt as she worked the back massager up and down my inner thigh. When she slid up it, coming closer to my twat, I half-hoped she would touch me again.

What was wrong with me? I couldn’t want that. She couldn’t do that. It was an accident.

I struggled to focus on the massager and not that horny itch forming inside of me. How long had it been since I’d gotten laid? Nearly a year? Just masturbating while my husband slept on the couch, banished there because we were going through our separation.

I had no time to date. Or even to find a stranger. Too much work. Too much stress. Laurita needed me to be a mom through it all.

But here…

“Okay, pretty lady, roll over,” Juana said. She pulled the wand massager from my thigh. Almost to my pussy.

I groaned and did. I rolled over, my body tingling. My breasts swayed, nipples hard. My pussy had that wet itch. I settled on my back. She produced a round pillow that slid beneath my neck and cradled my head in cotton softness.

She smiled at me, her robe clinging to her petite body. She squeezed out the golden liquid on my belly and between my breasts. Her hand spread it over me, making my golden-brown skin gleam in the dancing candlelight. I shuddered as her touch slid up upward and between my breasts. She coated my upper chest and clavicle in it, fingers massaging my pectoral muscles around the edges of my tits.

She gave me a smile as her oiled hand trailed down my stomach towards my hips. For a moment, I had this weird urge for her to follow the V of my pelvis towards my pussy. The heat rippled through me.

She wouldn’t do that. The idea of a lesbian bordello, a happy-ending massage parlor for women and not men, had latched onto my brain. But it was a ridiculous idea. Women didn’t pay for sex. Men did.

I closed my eyes as her hand stroked my thigh, massaging my quadriceps muscle. The back massager became a belly massager. I gasped as it hummed around my stomach. A ticklish delight rippled through me as she lightly worked it into my abdomen. Not as much pressure as my back.

I let out a sigh and decided to ignore my naughty pussy. Just concentrate on that buzzing delight moving in slow circles around my stomach. Juana knew her skill. The young masseuse slid the buzzing toy higher and higher up my body to the base of my ribs. Right beneath my breasts.

“So breaking up with hubby, and no time for dating,” said Juana. “You poor thing. That doesn’t sound like the best situation.”

“I’m sure it’ll get better once the divorce is finalized and I can move on,” I answered.

“A pretty lady like you needs to be pampered,” she said, the massager moving around the outside edge of my right breast, the buzzing lightly grazing my boob.

I let out a sigh of agreement as the massager reached my upper chest, working across my pectoral muscles and just edging around my tits. That felt so good. My breasts jiggled from the buzzing. The wand brushed against my mounds.

That felt really good.

I sighed as the buzzing climbed up my right breast. It spiraled up it, digging into my flesh. I shifted on the table, this smile spreading on my lips. Tingles raced through my body as the humming warmth spiraled to the pinnacle of my breast.

Pressed on my nipple.

My eyes shot open. I gasped as the humming massaged right there at the aching pinnacle of my breast. My pussy drank in the buzzing sensation. I gasped, my cunt clenching. This wicked heat swept through my body. I gasped and shuddered.

She shouldn’t be doing this.

“Mmm, just relax, pretty lady,” Juana said as she massaged my nipple. Her tongue flicked across her lips, wetting them. They were pink and glossy. Her cheeks were dark and flushed. I shuddered as her brown eyes reflected dancing candlelight. “Just enjoy.”

I should be telling her to stop, but it felt so good. My body was so relaxed. I just wanted to lie here and let myself melt away. The buzzing massaged my nub. My fat nipple drank it in. My pussy clenched, the pleasure surging through me.

My juices flowed. I grew hotter and hotter. I squirmed on the bed, my heart pumping heat through my veins. This wonderful passion swept through me. My thighs pressed tighter, taking the pressure off my aching clit.

Then the buzzing left my nipple. I whimpered in disappointment.

The massager pressed against my left nub. I gasped at the burst of pleasure, the return of aching rapture.

My body trembled. Hands clenched. My naughty pussy drank in the electricity zapping from my nipple. The wand massager arced bliss through my body. It sent the pleasure surging through me. It was incredible. I moaned and gasped, squirming on the bed.

“There you are, pretty lady,” purred Juana, her hand massaging my inner thighs close to my pussy. Tantalizingly close. “I know what you need.”

“This…” My mind rippled. This was verging on prostitution. On illegality. I didn’t request this. But… but… Consenting adults… Like an escort service. I paid for a massage. What came after… “I…”

“Shh,” she said and then she pulled the massager from my nipple.

It all happened so fast. The buzzing delight plunged between my thighs and pressed against the aching folds of my pussy. Her head snapped down and hot lips engulfed my left nipple, replacing the humming delight with wet, sucking pleasure.

I bucked on the bed, gasping at the burst of rapture exploding through me.

I came.

Hard.

My pussy convulsed as the wand massager rubbed up and down my hot flesh. My thighs relaxed, parting. Pleasure rushed through my body and melted my mind. This incredible surge of bliss that had me writhing and moaning. Juana sucked on my nipple. Her lips sealed on it, adding another burst of delight.

My moans echoed through the massage parlor. They reverberated around. My juices gushed out, bathing the buzzing delight on my cunt. The surges of ecstasy slipped through me. This bliss went beyond any orgasm I had in years.

Maybe in my life.

The vibrating shaft of the massager rubbed up and down my cunt, teasing my clit and labia. Stimulating them. Juana sucked with hunger on my nipple. The pleasure surged through my body. I gasped and moaned, drinking in the amazing rapture that swept through my body. I trembled on the bed, orgasm after orgasm flooding through me.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I moaned, unable to control myself. My breasts jiggled. Juana kept latched onto my left. “I keep cumming!”

She shifted the massager, no longer rubbing the long side into my pussy, but the round tip. She pushed it against my labia. The warmth and the vibration melted into my cuntlips. My clit burst with sparks.

My juices gushed out of me.

My twat spasmed and writhed. The waves of ecstasy swept through me. Drowned me. My mind melted as my pussy lips struggled to engulf the end of the wand massager. Sadly, it was too thick for my snatch to swallow.

“Mother of God!” I howled. “Blessed Mary and the Saints above!”

Her tongue danced over my nipples. She stroked me, sending such rapture plunging to the euphoria sweeping out of my cunt. I couldn’t stop cumming. It was incredible. My pussy lips grew numb from the vibrations.

My head tossed back and forth on the pillow. My body trembled and writhed through the ecstasy this naughty, young woman gave me. Her eyes caught mine, gleaming with passion as I spasmed through my ecstasy.

Then she pulled the massager away. Her lips released my nipple.

“Oh, shit,” I groaned, my head lolling. “Juana… What did you do to me?”

“Relaxed you,” she purred.

I couldn’t believe my friend came here. That she brought her eighteen-year-old daughter here. Did Olivia receive these same “extra services”? They had to be extra. It couldn’t be prostitution. I couldn’t have broken the law.

Just two consenting adults.

It was insane to think otherwise. I panted and moaned, my eyes fluttering. I squirmed on the massage parlor bed, my breast jiggling as I came down from my multiple orgasms. They weren’t a myth. Juana had just given them to me and…

Juana slipped onto the massage bed. She straddled me. I stared up at a shaved pussy descending to my mouth. Her tight tush filled my vision as she settled her hot pussy on my face. Then she leaned over as her tangy juices soaked my mouth. Her stomach rubbed into my throbbing nipples. Her small breasts pressed into my oiled belly. Then her hair fell over my thigh while her mouth…

Her mouth nuzzled into my pussy and licked.

I gasped as her tongue flicked through my folds. I couldn’t remember the last time anyone had done this for me. Go down on me. Her tongue licked with agile grace, stroking my pussy lips still tingling from my orgasm.

Her hips wiggled from side to side, grinding her pussy on my mouth. Her juices soaked my lips. Her shaved vulva felt so warm. Almost hot. I breathed in her musk. This strange exhilaration shot through me. I had never thought of doing anything with a woman.

I licked.

She moaned.

My tongue felt stiff as it slid through her labia. Hesitant. This nervousness rippled through me as I licked again. I was such a novice at pussy licking, and she clearly had such skill. She flicked her tongue up and down my folds. She fluttered against them. Brushed my clit. Stroked my pussy lips just right while I felt like my tongue just flailed.

“Mmm, that’s it, pretty lady,” she purred, rubbing her hips back and forth, grinding her pussy on my mouth. “Just feast on me. Don’t think. Just enjoy.”

I did. I relaxed.

Her tongue stroked up and down my vulva. I did the same to hers. She tasted good. I had no idea pussy could have such a wonderful flavor. A bit salty but mostly this tangy delight. My hands grabbed her rump. I squeezed her. Massaged her. I felt so wicked as I danced my tongue up and down Juana’s pussy.

She wiggled her hips from side to side, smearing her hot cunt on my mouth. Her tongue feasted on my pussy. I whimpered and moaned, my fingers digging into her tight tush as she pleased me. She built me towards another orgasm.

I hoped I did the same to her.

“Oh, Juana,” I moaned. “Ooh, you’re such a pretty girl.”

“And you’re such a pretty lady,” she moaned. Her tongue thrust into my pussy.

I gasped at how incredible that felt. Her tongue darted around inside of me. She swirled and stirred and drove me wild. I groaned, my tongue returning the favor to her. I drove it into her pussy. I reveled in her hot cunt cream spilling over it. The silky walls clenched down around me. Her juices soaked me.

Trickled into my mouth.

I feasted on her as the pleasure built and built inside of me. I squirmed on the bed. She wiggled her hips from side to side. She smeared her cunt cream on my mouth. I fluttered my tongue through her folds. I plunged my tongue deep into her twat as hers danced through mine.

We loved each other. Gave each other the most intimate of massages.

“Pretty girl!”

“Pretty lady!”

The bed creaked. My pleasure swelled faster and faster. Her tongue fluttered across my clit. I gasped, my fingers biting into her tush. I found her own bud. I sucked on it, my nose nuzzling into her shaved folds. Every inhalation was filled tangy bliss.

Her lips sealed on my clit. We nursed on each other. I groaned at the delight rushing through me. My fingers gripped her ass while my body trembled. I squirmed beneath her, my nipples rubbing into her belly.

Her tongue caressed my clit in a fast circle. Sparks flared.

I came.

I squealed around her clit. The pleasure rushed through my body. I bucked, savoring my first lesbian experience. My lips nibbled on her bud as the ecstasy drowned my mind again. A gentler pleasure than before, not as intense as the massager but just as delicious.

Even more intimate.

She groaned and then her juices bathed my face.

Tangy cream gushed out of her. Our tongues licked and lapped. We gathered up each other’s juices. We feasted and licked and shared in our mutual orgasms. The bed creaked as the pleasure swept through me.

Incredible bliss.

Wonderful joy.

“Pretty girl!” I moaned. “Juana!”

“Yes, yes, yes!” she groaned. “Oh, pretty lady, you are such a treat. Mmm, I’m glad you came in.”

“Me, too!” My orgasm hit that wonderful peak. I trembled beneath her, savoring hanging at the pinnacle of my pleasure.

Then I descended into buzzing bliss.

Juana slipped off of me and I caught a glimpse of her naked body. Her breasts were small, nipples puffy. She smiled at me as she drew on her lilac robe. “Pretty lady, you spend all the time you need gathering yourself. I’d love to stay, but…”

“Other women need your touch,” I moaned.

She winked at me as she belted her robe. I shuddered as she sauntered out of the room.

I wanted to just lie in here, but I had to get back to work. Things were heating up. I had to go through so much paperwork, sifting through it to find what I needed. I felt up to it now. Relaxed for the first time in what felt like a decade. Not a mother or a wife with a cheating husband.

A woman.

I dressed quickly and sauntered out of the room and down the hallway. I slipped through the curtain. Lee the receptionist had flushed cheeks and I swear the humming in her computer was even louder than last time. A faulty fan or something. She squirmed like she had something in her panties itching at her.

“Have a wonderful day,” she said, beaming at me. “I hope you cum again.”

I paused. “Next week, same time? Can I have Juana again.”

Lee did a few mouse clicks. “Got you down. Wand massage again? Or would you like to try something different?”

“Surprise me,” I said and then swept out of the parlor.

I grabbed my phone and texted my friend. “I really needed that. Juana worked miracles on me.”

I was ready to face a tedious afternoon of paperwork.

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October 19th, 2021 – Delilah Vincent nee Midgley

I frowned at the noise I heard coming from my son’s door. It was cracked open, like he’d failed to shut it all the way so it would latch. It was an old house. The doors were all of and could open if they didn’t close properly. I peered inside, wondering why the bed springs were creaking. I could just see him and…

My eighteen-year-old son was naked on his bed and stroking his cock. I gasped at the sight of him. I should have realized it. He was a growing boy. Of course, he would do that. It just never crossed my mind that he could do that.

Now I stared at him. At his hand pumping up and down his cock. His thick, long cock. My jaw dropped at how hung Ian was. He dwarfed his father. My cheeks burned. I shouldn’t be watching him, but…

I was in awe at his girth. His length.

This wicked, taboo heat burst to life in my cunt. I should look away. I shouldn’t be watching this at all. It was wrong. I needed to give my son his privacy. I needed to walk away. His face twisted in pleasure.

He groaned.

White cum spurted from the end of his cock. I fought my own gasp at seeing his youthful seed firing up into the air and splattering on his chest. It soaked him. Coated him. He trembled on the bed, his toes curling. He tossed his head from side to side, growling through his clenched teeth.

My pussy exploded with lust.

I fled down the hallway to my bedroom. I almost tripped on my husband’s golf clubs that he’d left out. Again! I threw myself on my bed, shoved a hand into my jeans, and cupped my pussy. I rubbed myself with feverish heat, the image of my son’s huge, young cock erupting blazing through my mind.

I exploded in seconds.

The rapture rushed through my body. I whimpered and groaned, spasming through the forbidden fantasy of my son’s cock. My pussy ached for him to be in me. To cross that forbidden line no mother should.

“Ian!” I whimpered as I hit the peak of my pleasure.

The guilt hit me the moment I finished cumming. I couldn’t ever do that again. It was wrong. I was his mother. Why had that perverted thought filled my mind at all? I felt so dirty that I immediately took a shower and struggled so hard not to think about him sliding open the curtain and joining me.

That night, when my husband badgered me into sex, I thought of our son’s big cock filling me instead of Arthur’s. I came hard, much to my husband’s shock and my own. Ian’s dick blazed in my mind.

How could I turn into such a wicked mother so fast?

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June 3rd, 2022 – Clinton “Clint” Elliston II

It was time to marry Pam (officially) and Melody (unofficially). We were at the perfect point in our lives. Stefani and Zoey had just given birth to my children, along with Stefani’s mother. She’d gone from an uptight Christian to a lesbian whore to a sex slave who’s wimpy husband needed me to teach him how to handle her.

The Lady’s Touch Massage Parlor had opened up a lot of fun for my harem. Zoey and Stefani loved working there.

“How can I help you?” the polite woman, a blonde in her forties, asked. She kept herself in good shape, wearing a dark business suit skirt and matching blazer, her pink blouse peeking through the V-neck collar. She moved behind the counter of jewelry.

“Wedding ring,” I said, Lee clinging to my arm. I pressed the button on my phone’s screen. She gasped and quivered, the vibrator now churning away in her pussy. I slipped my phone into my pocket.

“Oh, is this the lucky girl?” asked the woman. “Lots of couples shop together for them these days.”

“Naw, this is just Lee. She’s my sex slave,” I said.

I loved the way the saleswoman fought her surprise and kept a smooth and professional manner.

“He’s marrying my sister,” Lee added, a big grin on her face. “Plus Pam.”

“Not legally,” I added. “Just a spiritual wedding, you understand.”

“Of course,” she said and I saw something shift in her expression. Greed. She had the chance to sell two engagement rings today. “Here is our ***********ion. We have a wide variety of cuts, bands, and even gemstones.”

“Let’s find the perfect one,” I said, guiding Lee towards the counter. I pushed her before me and pressed into her from behind, rubbing my cock into her ass.

Lee leaned over the counter with her elbows, gawking and pushing her tight tush back into my cock. Her hips wiggled from side to side, rubbing against me. Pleasure tingled through my body. My hands grabbed her skirt and slowly dragged it up them.

“Please don’t lean on the counter,” the woman said as she pulled out keys and unlocked the sliding door.

Lee jerked her elbows off. Her right hand darted behind her as I kept lifting her skirt. The naughty minx rubbed at my cock through my jeans. She grabbed it and squeezed me. I fought a groan as she stroked up and down my girth.

Meanwhile, the saleswoman, Nadine, reached into the display and pulled out a tray covered in black felt with all the rings spread out on it. She then set aside another tray, smaller. “Take your time.”

“Thanks,” I said as my zipper slowly rasped down.

I had Lee’s pantie’s hiked as I looked over her shoulder at the rings. They were all so gorgeous. Gold, white gold, rose gold, and platinum bands. Diamonds of various cuts and sizes. Some had smaller stones embedded in the band, so tiny they were almost grains of sands. Sapphires, rubies, emeralds, pearls, yellow gems I didn’t recognize, and even pale-purple amethysts.

As I studied them, Lee pulled my cock out. My shaft pressed into her butt-cheeks. Her left hand would pick up rings, holding them up for my inspection. I shuddered as her right carefully slid my cock down her butt-crack.

My sex slave sister was such a naughty delight.

I fought the urge to groan at the feel of her unlubed sphincter. A masochist, Lee savored sex mixed with pain. Fucking her asshole without even spit would give her that mix of pleasure and burning ache she craved.

I had the pleasure of sodomizing my little sister beneath the saleswoman’s nose.

“How about this one, Master?” she asked, holding up a diamond flanked by two yellow gems.

I pushed on her asshole. Her little rosebud spread and spread. I took my time, not rushing it. I savored the way her anal ring surrendered to my cock. She engulfed me in her velvety embrace. Her hand trembled for a moment as I penetrated into her bowels.

“Those are yellow sapphires from Bangladesh,” the woman said. “And notice the cut on the diamond. A superb choice.”

“Put it to the side,” I groaned at the pleasure of my sister’s asshole engulfing my cock.

An incestuous thrill surged through me. I went deeper and deeper into her asshole while the saleswoman talked about gems and cuts and metal content of the bands. The heat rippled through me. I sank deeper into my half-sister’s asshole. The vibrator buzzing in her cunt massaged my cock, adding a spicier thrill to this moment.

I bottomed out in my sister’s asshole. I had every inch of my cock in her. I savored that tight embrace. Her velvety heat squeezed around me. She wiggled her hips with her excitement, stirring her sheath around me while the vibrator churned up her cunt and massaged the tip of my dick.

“Now this tray has some beauties on it,” the saleswoman purred, lifting up the next felt tray. “I love this platinum band with the rose diamond.” She held it up while I enjoyed my sister’s asshole.

“Mmm, imagine sliding that onto my sister’s finger,” moaned Lee, her bowels squeezing around my cock. “Oh, Master, it would fit just perfectly.”

“Uh-huh,” I groaned and set it aside.

My hand slipped into my pocket. I pulled out my phone. I swiped the screen on and turned up the vibration. Lee’s asshole squeezed down hard on my cock while she gasped, “Ooh, ooh, I like this one!”

She snatched up a ring, at random I was sure, and held it up while the vibrator churned up her cunt. The buzzing felt incredible around my cock, massaging me, teasing me. I grunted my agreement, not really caring as I savored the sudden surge of pleasure rushing through my body.

“Such a good choice,” purred the saleswoman. She said it to every ring Lee picked up. “A favorite of mine. Princess cut diamond to make her feel like your special lady.”

“She’s that,” I panted, my dick aching in Lee’s asshole. She squirmed from side to side, moving her bowels around my cock just enough to massage me. And that vibrator…

The pressure swelled in my balls.

I savored the heaven of my half-sister’s submissive asshole as we searched through the rings. I found more possibilities while I enjoyed the wonderful bliss of my sister’s asshole. It was so hard not to fuck the little slut’s asshole. To drive her wild.

I turned up the vibration again.

I could just hear the faint humming of the toy now. Lee’s bowels squeezed hard around me. She trembled even more, squirming, teasing my cock. The pleasure was incredible. The rush of surreptitious, incestuous sex was delicious. I enjoyed every moment of it.

Nadine pulled out the next tray. She cocked her head. “Do you hear that?”

“Hear what?” I asked, my voice hoarse.

“I don’t hear anything,” whimpered Lee. She squeezed and relaxed her bowels around my cock, her anal Kegels giving her such skill with her asshole. She massaged my cock. “Huh, Master?”

“Nothing,” I said. “How are you holding up? Getting bored?”

“I’m just so excited I could burst,” Lee moaned. “This is amazing, Master. All these rings are driving me wild.”

“Don’t hold back,” I said. “If you find something you love, let me know!”

“Yes!” she hissed. “Oh, I will, Master. I’ll let you know… like… like… This one!”

Her voice rang out through the jewelry shop as she snatched up a ring with a clear diamond flanked by smaller rubies. It gleamed in the air as her asshole convulsed and spasmed around my cock. The pleasure surged down my shaft as she massaged me.

“It’s just perfect!” she moaned, her body trembling with orgasmic pleasure. “Oh, Master, let me know if it’s perfect!”

“I think it is!” I groaned, that urge to cum building and building.

“Yes, yes, let me know, Master!” she moaned. “Ooh, and it has a mate!” She snatched up an identical bad with a pink diamond flanked by yellow sapphires. Same platinum band, both rings gorgeous.

“That’s it!” I growled and erupted into her asshole. “That it!”

“Yes!” Lee howled, my sister’s bowels milking my erupting cock. “We found them!”

“Such… enthusiasm,” Nadine said as I fired blast after blast of my incestuous seed into my sister’s asshole.

“Uh-huh,” I grunted. “When you know! You know!”

The pleasure surged through me. My sister’s asshole milked my cock. Every eruption sent pleasure surging through me. The exhibitionist thrill of illicit, incestuous sex burned through my mind. My dick spurted over and over.

Lee trembled. My sister-slave’s delicious bowels felt incredible. The pleasure melted my thoughts. Stars burst. I breathed heavily while she whimpered. The vibrator’s stimulation added the perfect mix of delight and passion.

The perfect accent to my bliss.

“I’ll take them!” I gasped. “They’re perfect for Melody and Pam.”

“Wonderful,” Nadine said, beaming as my orgasm peaked in me.

I felt like a million bucks. I didn’t care about the price at all. Not when I had the perfect engagement bands for my sisters. They would both squeal in delight. It would make them so happy. I couldn’t wait to marry them. Even if it wouldn’t be legal.

Yet.

I would change that. Fix this world. Why couldn’t a man marry his sisters? Marry as many women as he wanted? Why did the government get to stand in the way of our pursuit of happiness? Gay marriage was legalized. The traditional take on the institution had been overturned. It was a right to let us love who we wanted.

I couldn’t wait to argue it.

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April 2nd, 2027 – Detective Nelson Tucker

“Fuck,” I growled.

How did this case peter out? Other than two witnesses, who the prosecutors said wasn’t good enough, we had come up with nothing else. We were running into dead ends to prove that Clint was fucking his sisters. That he had children with his mother. His aunt. Corruption, sexual impropriety, prostitution. There was so much to hang on the bastard and those around him.

It had to be perfect because of his friends. Powerful friends. Politicians, high-priced lawyers, who knew who else. He had networked effectively. It pissed me off. I leaned back in the small room in the bowels of the Sacramento Police Department’s headquarters.

“There has to be something,” I snarled at Sunny. Some angle we haven’t checked.

“What about his wedding to Pam,” said Sunny. “He was supposed to have spiritually married Melody at the same time.”

“You want to get him on bigamy? He’s not using this relationship with Melody in his tax filings or anything else. It’s shaky grounds.”

“No, no, not bigamy.” Sunny leaned forward. My young partner had this eager look in her eyes. “It was in June of 2023, right?”

I shrugged.

“That was four years ago.”

“And?” I grunted.

“Think, Nelson. You don’t just throw a wedding together. There are event planners, the space they rented, caterers, wedding photographers. He had his entire family there. You think that nothing happened? That he didn’t enjoy himself with his sisters? The ones we can prove are his. Zoey and Alicia. And his mother, too. And his aunt. That’s all illegal incest. He might be able to fuck Melody and Lee all he wants since they’re ‘officially’ his cousins, but the others… We just need something. A photo snapped. Eyewitnesses who can testify. The more preponderance of evidence we have, the harder it will be for him to wiggle out from under it. All his powerful friends in the world won’t save him them.

“Start making the calls,” I growled, energized. Sometimes a case was a marathon, but that didn’t mean you couldn’t sprint in the middle of the race to catch up some ground.

To be continued…

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Will Mary choose to use her final boon to save Mark, or will the Lilith’s temptation be too strong for her to resist?

The Devil’s Pact
by mypenname3000
Copyright 2013

Chapter Twenty-three: The Last Boon

Visit my blog at www.mypenname3000.com.

Violet lay panting on the couch, my cum trickling out of her cunt. I was enjoying the cock Lilith gave me as part our bargain. For the next two hours, I would have the cock. I knew why Lilith wanted me to have the cock as her price. It had nothing to do with her wanting to give me a pleasant experience. No, she was hoping I would become addicted to the pleasure, to be unable to give it up. Lilith had bitter resentment to all us humans, and seemed to delight in causing us misery. Once before, she tried to tempt me to use my boon to Mark’s detriment.

And part of me wanted to keep the cock, I was disturbed to learn. Particularly as our goth slut, Lillian, knelt down and started licking my cum out of Violet’s tight cunt. My cock was hardening again. Lilith also gave me incredible stamina and watching Lillian, dressed as a perverts wet dream in a slutty, schoolgirl outfit, eat out innocent-looking Violet’s creampie was getting me hard and ready to go again.

Around the room, the sluts were fucking each other. They were all present, save Willow, Jessica and Noel, who had day jobs. The other ten were enjoying themselves. God, I could fuck all these girls if I kept my cock. No, what about Mark. Part of me ached for him. Part of me was mad at him for the hurtful things he said. But that was just the spell, I had to keep telling myself. Right now, Mark was up upstairs fucking his younger sister, Antsy. Whatever spell afflicted them seemed to make Mark and Antsy desire each other, and only each other. Mark no longer found me attractive. Or any of our sluts, or even any other women. Just his sister Antsy.

At noon, if I was strong enough, Lilith would tell me about the spell. In the mean time, my cock was hard and I had this insistent drive to stick my cock up whatever hole was willing. God, no wonder guys were such horny bastards with this thing between their legs tugging at their thoughts, just aching to be stuck in something, anything to get some relief.

Xiu was tonging Karen’s ass. I had enjoyed raping Karen’s ass when we were punishing her. Karen was a nun, once, and had tried to take our powers away. Thanks to Lilith, we broke her powers and made her our sex slave. Her ass was smooth, and firm, and I just wanted to thrust my cock up it.

“Move,” I ordered Xiu. The busty, Asian slut saw my cock and smiled happily, spreading Karen’s ass open for me, exposing her tight, brown asshole. “She’s ready for you, Mistress.”

“Oh yes, please use my dirty ass, Mistress” Karen moaned, wiggling her hips.

I rubbed my cock on her puckered hole, pushing slowly, savoring the wicked feeling on my cock shoving into Karen’s tight ass. The ring gave way and I was sliding inside her. Karen moaned like a wanton bitch as I filled her up. She was so warm and tight, I groaned, low and throaty, as the head of my cock rubbed against the silky walls of her ass, sinking deeper and deeper inside her until the soft cheeks of her ass pressed against my groin.

“Oh, Mistress, your cock feels so delicious up my ass,” she moaned as I started fucking her.

I groaned, closing my eyes as I enjoyed the amazing feelings running through my cock as her ass gripped it tightly. “Wow, this is so amazing,” I moaned. No wonder Mark liked fucking my ass. Not that I hated it, in fact I loved it, but man it felt amazing when you had the cock. “I love your ass, slut!”

“I’m so glad,” Karen panted. Her hips were starting to fuck back into my cock. “I’m so happy that my ass makes you feel so much pleasured, Mistress. Hmm, use me! Use my dirty ass to satiate your lusts, Mistress.”

Xiu was masturbating next to us, her large breasts heaving. Her nipples were pierced and pink butterflies dangled from her nubs. I reached out and grabbed her piercing, pulling her to me. Xiu’s mouth contorted in pleasure and pain. She was a masochist, enjoying pain with her sex. I pulled her up until her big tits brushed my arm and I captured her lips with a kiss, tasting the sour flavor of Karen’s ass.

“Finger me,” I hissed into Xiu’s ears, then nipped at her lobe.

She smiled eagerly, and stuck two fingers into her mouth, sucking her digits coquettishly. Then she slid her hand across my ass, giving my cheeks a squeeze before sliding down between my legs. She started caressing my pussy as I reamed Karen’s ass. Then she was sliding her fingers up inside me. Xiu held her hand still, so when I pulled out Karen’s ass, Xiu’s fingers slid deeper into my cunt. When I thrust into Karen, Xiu’s fingers slid out until only the tips remained. Back and forth. In and out of Karen’s ass, Xiu’s fingers in and out of my cunt.

I felt my passion build. Xiu’s fingers, Karen’s ass. My skin was alive with sensation. Xiu’s large tits rubbing against my arm, her hard nipples, the cold metal of her piercings, her warm breath on my ear. Xiu started moving her finger inside me and brushed my G-Spot. Pleasure quaked through me and I moaned. Xiu caressed my G-Spot, rubbing the sensitive bundle of nerves with a gentle touch and exquisite pleasure burned through me.

“Oh fuck!” I moaned as my orgasms rolled through me. My cunt squeezed on Xiu’s fingers and my ovaries tightened. I kept fucking her sweet ass as the pleasure kept radiating out from my womb. My strokes got more frantic, my cock was so close to cumming as well, and then I grunted as my semen burst from my ovaries and creamed Karen’s ass. “Jesus Christ, that was amazing!” I gasped. Cumming as a man and as a woman at the same time was so exquisitely nice. My breasts heaving, I pulled out of Karen’s ass and sat down on one of the recliners.

Xiu started cleaning my dirty cock, just like a good slut. Allison and Desiree were tribbing. Desiree was on top, rubbing her cunt on Allison’s while they kissed passionately. Violet was writhing as she came on Lillian’s face. Korina was cuddling with Fiona on the other recliner. Fiona’s face was sticky with Korina’s juices. Dusky Thamina lay on her stomach while blonde Chasity massaged her back.

“Give me a titty fuck,” I ordered Xiu.

My cock popped out of her mouth and her pillowy tits surrounded my shaft, silky flesh pressed against my throbbing member. She pressed her tits together with her hands and started to rub her melons on my cock. Up and down, her spit lubing the titty fuck. Her piercings swayed with her movement and I reached down and pulled on one the butterflies, watching her breast stretch as she titty fucked me.

“Oh, yes, pull my slutty nipple,” Xiu moaned. “Hmm, that hurts, Mistress. Harder, please!” I pulled harder on the piercing and Xiu gasped, her eyes fluttering from the mix of pain and pleasure.

I slipped my foot between Xiu’s thighs and found her wet pussy. I rubbed my foot though her slit, feeling her moisture coat my toes. Xiu moaned and rubbed her tits up and down on my cock harder, faster. I slipped my big toe up her cunt, feeling her silky walls sucking hungrily at my toe. It was so nasty, rubbing my dirty foot into her cunt as I pulled on her nipple piercing.

“Oh, Mistress, that feel so amazing!” Xiu husked, her dark, almond eyes shining with desire, her tongue running pink over her red lips.

“Hmm, here it cums, slut,” I moaned. “Get ready for my cum.”

“Yes, cum on my tits!” Xiu purred. “Please, Mistress. Shower me with your cum! Please, Mistress.”

My ovaries tightened, I yanked hard on her nipple as that powerful feeling of pleasure rushed out of my cock, spraying her breasts and face with my white, sticky cum. Xiu shuddered, moaning in pain as her tit stretched as I pulled on her nipple. Her body was trembling as she came, her naughty cunt flooding my foot. The nasty slut enjoyed being hurt and debased. She looked so sexy, dripping in cum and I bent down and tasted it. I enjoyed Mark’s cum, and mine wasn’t as salty and was sweet. I loved cum, and mine tasted great.

The only problem, it just wasn’t Mark’s cum.

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I watched Mary from the shadows. The whore was enjoying my gift, licking her cum off the busty Asian’s tits. This was so delicious. I wanted to track down the nun who cast the Avvah spell on Mark’s sister and thank her for providing me with this opportunity. Mary was beckoning to the slut dressed like a schoolgirl. Lillian was her name. The whore was enjoying my gift.

Mary pulled the slut onto her lap and she happily sank down onto Mary’s cock. Her short, plaid skirt swayed about her ass, exposing the pale flesh as she fucked Mary. Another slut, big-titted Desiree, crawled across the floor and crawled between Mary’s legs and began licking at Mary’s cunt as Lillian rode her cock. Mary was throwing her head back, moaning in pleasure.

“Having fun, Lilith?”

Light flooded the Shadows as Lucifer appeared. I ground my teeth. He always was showing up, butting in when I was having my fun. “I am, Lucifer. I hope I’m not disturbing any plans of yours. I’d so hate to do that.” I hoped he heard the sarcasm dripping from my words.

“As I told you, Lilith. All outcomes serve me.” Anger seethed inside me. He was standing next to me and his light hurt eyes. Lucifer enjoyed burning bright. He was the Morning Star and shone as brightly as his pride. “Do you think she’ll choose pleasure over love?”

I shrugged. “All outcomes serve me,” I said. See how he likes the answer. I hoped he found it as frustrating as I found his bold assertions that every outcome served him. While it would be amusing for Mary to chose pleasure over love, I didn’t need her to. Chantelle and Lana were feeling out the local Wiccan covens, searching for women to worship me while my children grew in their bellies.

I could feel Lucifer smirking next to me. “Well, Lilith, enjoy playing your games, while you can.”

“Oh, I will, Lucifer.” Once my vessel growing in Karen’s womb is born, I’ll be free of the Abyss. Free to roam the Mortal Realm, free to experience all the pleasures denied Lucifer in the Abyss. Free to destroy Mark for daring to place his hands upon me, to stick his disgusting cock inside me. Mark had been foolish to let me fuck his slave, thinking it was of no consequence. He was a man, though, and understood the lengths another man would go through to stick his cock in a wet hole. As if I was a weak-willed as any pathetic man, I thought with a sneer. And what did he get out of it, some spells he could have learned if just tracked down the right book.

Lucifer was behind me, pressing up against me, his disgusting cock rubbing against my ass. “Such lewd, disgusting acts these mortals perform,” Lucifer whispered into my ear, his tone turning bitter, “to think the Creator expected me to bow to such…filth as humans.”

I groaned as Lucifer slid his burning cock inside me, pain and pleasure warring in my cunt as he took his pleasure in me. Lucifer was as bad as any man, using woman as mere vessels to satiate his lusts, not caring one iota about my pleasure. I was merely a convenient hole to stick his dick in. I focused on Karen, on the vessel growing quickly inside her, ignoring the cock inside me.

I just needed to figure out how to get Karen away from Mark, now.

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Noon approached as I flooded Thamina’s cunt with my cum. About the living room, the other sluts were cuddling with each other, my cum leaking out of pussies and asses, splattered on tits and faces. I was enjoying the cock, a little too much, and I was torn. I loved Mark, but the intense, focused orgasm of a man was becoming addictive. My cock was still hard and I wanted nothing more than to stick it into another woman’s hole.

After I had came in Lillian’s cunt, I had lied down on the floor and let Desiree straddle my cock and Lillian straddle my face. I ate my cum, sweet and salty, out of Lillian tart cunt. I loved eating Mark’s cum out another woman’s cunt, it was so wickedly delicious. It was hot and nasty eating my cum out of Lillian’s cunt, listening to her moan atop me, while Desiree rose up and down on my cock. But it wasn’t as satisfying as eating a creampie Mark made.

Then I bent Fiona over the chair and started fucking the red-head’s cunt hard. Doll-faced Korina, her arm still in a sling from getting shot, knelt between our legs, licking at my cunt, licking at my cock were it penetrated Fiona’s pussy. Her tongue felt wickedly soft as she lapped about my cunt. When I unloaded inside Fiona, I felt a pressure in my bladder to pee. And in my cock. That was interesting.

“Korina, do I still have a urethra in my pussy?”

“No, Mistress,” she answered in shock. “It’s gone.”

I smiled. “Clamp your mouth to Fiona’s cunt and get ready?”

I relaxed my bladder, and enjoyed the sensation of piss shooting out of my cock. It was almost like cumming, that same feeling of release, and was slightly pleasurable. I sighed happily, as my urine splashed into Fiona’s tight cunt, running past my cock and leaking out of Fiona’s cunt into Korina’s waiting lips.

“Oh, Mistress, what are you doing?” Fiona moaned. “It feels like you’re douching me!”

“I’m pissing in your dirty cunt,” I sighed. The stream was dieing down, only a few more squirts left.

“Oh, wow, Mistress,” Fiona moaned. “That’s so nasty! Thank you for using me as your toilet.”

“Thank you, Mistress, for letting me drink your piss,” Korina cooed. “It was mixed with your tasty cum and Fiona’s delicious juices.” Her tongue was licking at our crotches, lapping up the piss staining us.

I pulled out of Fiona and more urine mixed with cum and cunt juices poured out into Korina’s eager mouth. Yellow piss ran down her chin, her throat and down her breasts and belly. Korina latched her mouth to Fiona’s urethra and Fiona relaxed her bladder and started pissing into Korina’s mouth as well.

“Oh yes, drink my piss, Korina,” Fiona moaned. “I love it when you do.”

“You piss in her mouth often?” I asked, stroking my cock.

“Hmm, yes Mistress,” Fiona moaned. “Ever since that Sunday in the hotel room when you made me piss on Korina, we’ve been drinking each other’s piss.”

I had started fucking Allison’s cunt as I had watched Fiona kneel down before Korina. Korina’s doll face contorted in pleasure as her stream of urine splashed into Fiona’s mouth, running in yellow rivulets down her mouth and body. And then they licked the piss off each other’s bodies, tenderly cleaning each other up. After Allison, I enjoyed Desiree’s ass while Desiree ate my creampie I left in Allison. Then I had Chasity and Karen’s suck on my cock together, delighting in two tongues, two mouths, pleasuring my cock. I shoot my cum all over their tits and pounded Violet’s ass as I watched Karen and Chasity lick my cum off each other. Then finished off in Thamina’s cunt.

The clock on the cable box read noon, and my cock suddenly softened and then began to shrink, reducing until it was just the hard little clitoris it started out as. Lilith was waiting, so I walked into the kitchen, the sluts following, and sat down at the dining room table. And waited, impatiently. I had made my decision. The cock was amazing, but I needed my randy stallion inside me. I needed to drink his cum, from his cock or a woman’s cunt. I needed to be held by him and stare into his blue eyes and hear him whisper, “I love you, Mare.”

Suddenly, lust washed over me, my nipples hardened, my pussy moistened. The sluts all moaned as Lilith’s presences washed over them. Violet knelt behind Thamina and began licking my cum out of her cunt. Allison was going down on Desiree while Chasity started rimming Allison’s ass. Karen and Lillian slipped into sixty-nine while Korina knelt carefully before Fiona and ate out the red-head’s cunt. I stood up, looking about for the demoness.

“So, what have you chosen,” Lilith purred, pressing up behind me. I grit my teeth as pleasure washed over me. Lilith was sex made manifest,and her merest touch could make someone cum, unless you’ve felt it before and were ready to fight it. And having her lush body pressing into your back was almost unbearably pleasurable. Her nipples were hard, tits pillowy, and her pubic hair silk on my ass.

As the lust surged through me, memories of the pleasure I felt with the cock filled my mind, how Allison’s cunt felt when I came insider her, the way Fiona gasped as I pissed in her cunt. Watching Chasity and Karen licking my cum off each other’s tits. My resolve wavered for a moment, and then I remembered what I really craved. Mark’s cock. Mark’s cum. Mark inside me, filling me up, his rough lips on mine as he kissed me. His boyish grin and piercing blue eyes. The sweaty musk of his body. Lilith’s body pressing against me, her nipples hard on my back, was sending electricity through my body, tingling my nipples, my pussy, my achingly hard clit. I pictured Mark’s cock plunging into me, over and over, and shuddered as I orgasmed.

“Mark,” I answered, gasping as my body shuddered in passion, my juices running sticky down my thighs. “I choose Mark, Lilith.”

“Your loss,” Lilith murmured in disappointment and backed away from me. “A nun got to his sister and used the Prayer of Avvah on her, making her a trap,” Lilith explained. “Mark and Antsy will forever find each other attractive, and no others. You saw Mark and yours threads, right.”

I nodded. Normally, our souls were connected by two red threads, entwined tightly together, so tight they almost seemed one thread. This morning, I saw golden wedges, forcing our threads apart. We were still connected, but slowly those wedges were growing, separating us more and more. Mark and Antsy were connected by a red thread and a black chain bound together by a golden chain.

“Once your threads are forced apart, Mark will be lost to you forever,” Lilith said. “There is a spell, very dangerous to perform, that can break the prayer. It is called Chabab. It will only work if you truly love each other. If not, both of you will die. So, are you sure you don’t want the cock and life, or gamble on the fickle feelings of a man and death.”

“I’ll gamble on Mark,” I told her, without hesitation. Mark loved me. He freed me from his control. And I loved him.

“Very well,” Lilith said, skeptically. “You will need to bring him to orgasm inside you. When he spills his seed, you must say, ‘Chabab,’ and, if you two truly love each other, the Bond of Chabab will bind you together so tightly that no power in Heaven or Hell will ever be able to come between you.”

“That’s it?” I asked, frowning. That was easy. Too easy.

“Ahh, but how do you get Mark to fuck you?” Lilith pointed out. “He no longer finds you attractive and nothing I can do can change that.”

“Then…I’ll overpower him,” I said. “And force him.”

“By yourself?” Lilith smirked.

She was right. Mark was bigger than me. I might get lucky, but one of us, probably me, would get hurt. “The sluts will help me.”

Lilith laughed derisively. “Did you forget his powers. He’ll just dominate any person you recruit to help you. Unless…”

Unless what? I frowned, then a cold feeling sank into my stomach. “Unless, I use my last boon to get Mark’s power. The power to make anyone do what I want.” I didn’t want that power, that responsibility. Mark enjoys playing god with peoples lives, and I was afraid of it. Afraid what I’d do with it. I had struggled with the guilt of what Mark did to these woman, the guilt at how much I enjoyed their degradation. “And then, I have to use the Zimmah spell to make my Thralls immune from Mark’s power.” God, I would have to fuck my father.

A naughty tingle went through my cunt.

“How do I make Mark…desire me? Is there a spell?”

“Yes,” Lilith answered. “But, you humans made something vastly superior. I believe it’s called Viagra.”

That would be easy to get. I could have Willow, our doctor slut, get me a prescription. “Fine.”

Lilith smiled nastily, her violet eyes delighted in my pain. “And you better hurry, who knows how long before Mark is beyond your reach.” I wanted to claw out her violet eyes.

I drew in a deep breath, clenching my hands. Once I used my last boon, Lilith would be out of our lives for good, banished back to Hell. “Lilith for my final boon I want every human, save for Mark, to do whatever I tell them to do.”

“Done,” Lilith murmured. “Our Pact is finished. My time on the Mortal Realm is complete. But, before I go, I have another agreement to fulfill with you and Mark. There are many other spells for you to learn, other magic a Warlock can possess. Seek the ‘Magicks of the Witch of Endor.’ The ancient tome will complete your education.”

And then she was gone.

I took a deep breath, trying to think. I would need thralls, four or five to overpower Mark safely. Who should I choose to be my Thralls. I grabbed my phone, flipping through my address book. There was one number, listed as Pee Slut. Right, the girl from the restroom of the Clam Diver, the club I went dancing at last week with Diane. She had a sexy mouth and took to being a pee slut so easily.

“Hello?” a woman’s voice asked after I dialed Pee Slut.

“Hi,” I was suddenly nervous. Mark always was so confident when he made people do what he wants. You need to have that same confidence, Mary, just believe it will work. “I met you in the bathroom at the Clam Diver last Wednesday. I made you drink my pee.”

“Oh, yes,” she sounded embarrassed. “I-I remember.”

“Good, what’s your name?”

“Avialle Willard, but everyone calls me Via.”

“Via, you’re my sex slave,” I told her. “You’ll do whatever nasty thing I tell you to do.”

“Ohh, okay,” she said. “Uhh, I don’t know your name.”

“Sluts like you call me Mistress.”

“Okay, Mistress,” she said.

“I need you to go immediately to 1011 Violet Meadows, in Parkland,” I told her, giving her my father’s address. “And wait for me to arrive.”

“I will, Mistress,” she said excitedly. “I’ll leave work right away.”

“Good.” I hung up. Then I dialed the next number.

“Hi, Mary,” Sandy purred when she answered the phone. She was Mark’s mother, and someone his powers didn’t work on.

“Hey Sandy, I need you to invite your son over for dinner tonight,” I ordered. My powers would work just fine on her, however. “Tell Mark that you really need to see him, okay. Say whatever you have to. Just get him to come over.”

“I will Mary,” Sandy said. She paused. “Samantha intimated some things to me yesterday. Is…is everything all right?”

“Remember how I told you we had enemies?” Sandy answered yes. “Well, one of them placed a spell on Antsy and Mark. That’s why I need your help.”

And I begin to explain my plan to her.

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My stomach rumbled. I had been making love with Antsy all morning and I needed a break. Antsy was up, walking about the room. My cum covered her body, dripping out of all her holes. She was like an addiction, I just couldn’t get enough of fucking her. She was all I needed. No other woman compared to her.

Fight, the voice whispered. It was getting fainter and fainter. Don’t forget her. Fight!

Fight what? Who shouldn’t I forget?

“I’m going to clear out Mary’s clothing,” Antsy said. “You don’t need another woman’s clothes in our bedroom.”

“No, of course not, Antsy,” I said, admiring the curves of her body. “Want some lunch. We’ll get Desiree to whip up something.”

“Sure,” Antsy said, pulling clothing out of the closet until she had a pile in her arms.

I followed her downstairs. I found all the sluts in the living room looking all freshly fucked. They were all naked, their ugly bodies on display. Someone’s cum was leaking out of their holes, though I saw no guy around. Well, I didn’t care to fuck any of their ugly bodies ever again, so any man was welcome to them. I felt bad, every other guy in the world had to settle for some ugly, homely woman. Only I got to fuck Antsy, the only beautiful woman in the world.

Mary was with them, naked as well, hanging up her cell phone.

Fight!

“Mark,” she said, cautiously. “I…”

“Here’s your clothes,” Antsy interrupted, dropping the pile of clothes at Mary’s feat. Then she pointed at a few of the sluts. “Go get the rest of her clothes out of my bedroom. Now!” The sluts scurried to obey. Last night I told them Antsy was their Mistress.

Hurt flickered across Mary’s face. “Of course,” she sadly said, and fished through the clothes and started to get dressed.

“Desiree, Antsy and I need some lunch,” I ordered Desiree. “And puts some clothes on, no one wants to see such ugly women running around naked.”

“Yes, Master,” Desiree said, jumping to obey.

Fiona came downstairs with my cellphone. “Master, your mother is on the phone.”

“Hey mom,” I said, after taking my phone from the slut.

“Mark, I really want you to come over for dinner, we need to talk,” my mom said. “I…I need some company. It’s been really hard, since your dad died.”

“Yeah, okay,” I replied and looked over at Antsy. “Mom wants us over for dinner, tonight. She sounds lonely.”

Antsy shrugged. “I guess we should.” I could see it in her eyes, she’d rather be fucking me. I’d rather be fucking her, too, but mom needed us.

“Okay, mom, we’ll be there around five. Love you, mom.”

Mary was dressed, some unflattering skirt, show far too much of her ugly legs, and a loose blouse, and was walking to the door. “Mark, I love you. Just fight, okay, hun.”

Fight! “I…I…lo…” the words were so hard to say. “love y-you!”

Mary smiled, tears glinting at her eyes, then she was gone. I heard her car start and she drove off. Why did I hurt so much inside. Then I saw Antsy, naked and beautiful and my cock got hard. She was smiling so enticingly at me.

“We have a few minutes to kill,” I told her.

“How shall we past the time?” she asked, walking towards me. Then she knelt down and sucked my cock into her mouth.

What could be better that this?

Mary, barely a whisper now. Fight.

Antsy swirled her tongue about my cock’s head, bringing a soft moan to my lips. How could Mary better than my baby sister. Anty’s hand was stroking my shaft as she played with my tip. She looked so beautiful on her knees before me, her hazel eyes shining with pleasure. The pleasure was increasing and I closed my eyes in joy. I grabbed the sides of her head and began forcing my cock deeper inside her.

Antsy didn’t fight as my cock brushed her throat, just relaxed and let me deepthroat her. Her hands wrapped around my waist, gripping my ass as I began to fuck her mouth. Her hands pulled me deeper into her mouth. Fuck it felt good as my cock head forced itself down her throat over and over again.

“Love your mouth, Antsy!” I moaned. “Fuck, it feel so amazing.”

I could feel my cum boiling in my balls, so close. I pulled back my cock until just the tip remained in her mouth and held her head tightly. My cum flooded her mouth in three large blasts, white cream leaking out the sides her mouth as she struggled to swallow my huge load. Finally she released my cock, smiling happily.

“Thanks big bro,” she cooed. “You fed my mouth, but my other lips are hungry, too. Down here.” Her hands reached down and ran through her sticky slit, coming away with a mix of our cums. “My poor little pussy needs to be fed, too.”

I smiled and let her push me back onto the couch as Antsy straddled my hips. My cock was hard and ready, eager to be back inside my baby sister’s cunt. Antsy moaned so deliciously as she sank down on my cock. The best cunt in the world. I captured her cum stained lips in a kiss and enjoyed my sister’s tight snatch as she rode my cock.

“Oh, God, your cock feels so good inside me, big bro,” Antsy moaned. “I love you, I love you so very much!”

I wanted to tell her how much I loved her, but a tiny part of me fought the words. You love Mary, that part of me faintly whispered. That was ridiculous. How could I love Mary when my baby sister was made for me, my perfect woman. And I was made for her.

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I parked my car in front of my father’s house. On the way, I picked up three more sex slaves. Joy, the woman who waxed me at the Heavenly Creatures Salon. And April and Felicity, the two virgins Mark and I deflowered last week. And there was Via, the pee slut, waiting for me in nurses scrubs, teal bottoms and a white, flowery top. What did she do for a living? Well, that didn’t matter right now.

Dad should be home from work soon. I still had a key and opened the door to the small, three bedroom rambler that I grew up in and let the sluts in. I had them all undress and enjoyed the sight of my four naked sex slaves. Joy, with her dusky Vietnamese complexion, small breasts and friendly smile. I remembered that pleasant morning of making love to her in the Heavenly Creatures Salon. I discovered tribbing with Joy, as she lay atop me. Via was the opposite of Joy. White skinned, huge tits and several piercing. There was a heart charm dangling from her bellybutton and her clitoral hood was pierced with a golden ring. A black strip of hair above her pussy was all the bush she had. Via’s face was framed by black, streaked with red, and her pretty lips were smiling and I remember how eager they were to drink my piss.

April and Felicity were not nearly as nervous as they were last week. April stood proudly naked, her budding breasts topped with hard nipples. She looked so sexy with those glasses perched on her face framed by her bushy, brunette hair. Felicity had bigger tits, her black hair braided and thrown over her shoulder to nestle between her tits and a saucy smile on her face.

I hid in Missy’s old room, leaving the door cracked. I heard a car pull into the driveway and footsteps. Through Missy’s lacy curtains I could see the silhouette of my dad as he walked towards the front door. Key rattled metallically in the lock and then the door was opening.

“What the heck!” my dad exclaimed. Years of teaching had condition swearing out of his vocabulary he always said.

“Hello, Mr. Sullivan,” purred Via. “Mark sent us to entertain you.”

“Did he,” my dad said. Was that an excited hint to his voice? My dad must have really enjoyed Fiona last Friday and seemed eager for another tumble with a woman.

“Yes, we so want to fuck you,” April cooed.

I heard some wet smacking. He’s kissing one of them. Then a giggle. “Umm, you feel so big,” husked Felicity.

“So big and strong,” Joy said, in her heavy Vietnamese accent. “I bet you fuck long time.”

“Let’s get these pesky clothes off,” giggled Felicity.

“Hmm, so I get to play with all of you,” my dad asked, excited. Clothes were rustling, the sluts were stripping my dad naked.

“All of use,” Via said and there was more kissing sounds.

My dad moaned. “Umm, suck my penis.”

“Wow, Joy, how do you take that much into your mouth?” April asked in amazement. I could see it in my mind, Joy kneeling before my dad as she deepthroated his cock.

“It’s called deepthroating,” Felicity said.

“Oh,” April answered.

“To the bedroom,” Via said.

The group was all giggles and kisses as the trooped down the hallway. My dad’s bed creaked and my dad was moaning again. “You must relax your throat,” Joy was explaining. “And then you can take him, April.”

“Okay,” April said, and I could hear wet, sucking noises. That nerdy teenager was trying to deepthroat my dad. She must look so cute and sexy, with those tiny glasses perched on her delicate face, her mouth bulging with cock as she struggled to slide my dad’s shaft down her throat. I reached underneath my short skirt and began to stroke my moistening pussy.

“Have you ever been blindfolded?” Via asked, remembering the plan. “It makes sex so much more exciting.”

“No,” Sean answered, hoarsely.

“Good, we can make a game of it,” Via purred. “Who’s sucking at your cock now?”

“Um, the girl with glasses,” dad answered.

“Wrong,” April giggled.

“The girl with a braid?”

There was a wet, popping sound. “Yep,” Felicity answered.

My dad blindfolded, I walked quietly into the bedroom. I didn’t want my dad to know he fucked me. He was too nice of a guy and would feel guilty about fucking his daughter. Unlike Mark’s mother, I couldn’t change his outlook at all. There was one person all Warlocks couldn’t affect. For me, and other women Warlocks, it was our fathers. For Mark and male Warlocks, it was their mothers. Blindfolded, my dad would never know the pussy fucking his cock was his precious daughter’s tight cunt.

When I entered the room, my dad was naked on his back. One of his ties was about his eyes. Via was sucking at his cock, bobbing her head up and down. April was kissing my dad while Felicity had guided his hand between her legs and he fingered her tight slit. Joy knelt down and started licking at his balls. I walked silently up and tapped Joy on the shoulder and the girl slipped off the bed and I took her place.

Via released his cock and moved out of the way as I straddled my dad’s waist. I was dripping wet as I placed my dad’s cock at the entrance of my cunt. I grit my teeth, stifling my moan as I slid down onto his cock and slowly started to fuck him. This was so wicked, fucking my dad while he thought I was someone else.

“Who’s fucking you?” Joy asked.

“Umm, she’s tight,” my dad moaned. “Glasses girl?”

“Nope,” April said and then kissed him.

“How about the girl with a braid?”

“Nope, you’re fingering my cunny,” Felicity giggled.

“How about the Asian girl?”

“Oh yes,” Joy moaned, standing at the foot of the bed. “Your cock feels so good inside me!”

“You feel so good on my penis,” my dad moaned and I smiled. “Such a dirty girl!”

I started fucking faster and faster as Joy moaned a string of dirty, nasty things. “You’re stirring my cunt up! Your cock so big! So hard! You fuck me so well! Ohhh, such a nice cock!”

The pleasure was rolling through my body as I rose up and down on my father’s cock. This was so wrong, so wickedly wrong. I clapped my hand over my mouth and let out a muffled moan. Behind me, Joy was moaning wantonly. I bet it’s not the first time she’s had to fake an orgasm, she was so good at it. If I didn’t know she was acting, I’d swear she was getting the fucking of her life. Via had a naughty smile on her face and she caught my nipple into her mouth, sucking on my sensitive nub gently

“Oh, Mr. Sullivan,” April moaned, straddling his face. “I need my poor little pussy licked. Would you mind, sir?”

“No,” my father groaned, swiping his tongue through the nerdy girl’s cunt.

“Oh yes, pet my little kitty,” April moaned. “Your tongue feel so good, Mr. Sullivan.”

I leaned over and captured the little minx’s lips with a kiss. Her tongue was quick and agile as she kissed me back. I ran a hand across her body, feeling her budding breasts. My dad’s cock was hitting different parts of my cunt as I leaned over, and felt even more amazing. I rotated my hips, moving faster and faster.

Felicity shuddered on my father’s fingers. “Oh, yes, yes!” she gasped. “Ohh, thank you Mr. Sullivan. That was a great cum.”

I could see my dad’s lips were sucking hard on April’s clit and the nerd was sliding her cunt all over my dad’s face. I broke the kiss with April, throwing my head back. April bent down and captured my other breast and I had two sluts sucking at my tits. My fucking was growing faster and faster, my orgasm was coming closer and closer. Pleasure tingled from my nipples as two wet tongues swirled about my hard nubs.

“Oh gosh, gonna come,” my dad moaned, muffled by April’s cunt. “Keep going, so close. So close.”

“Yes, cum in me!” Joy moaned. “Flood my nasty cunt with your delicious cum! Fill me up!”

My own orgasm was nearing. This was so exciting. My dad’s cock was nice and big, and filled me up so deliciously. I went faster and faster, grinding my clit against his pubic bone on the down stroke, delighting as his cock rubbed back and forth against my pussy walls.

“Oh man! Here it comes!”

Warm semen flooded my cunt. The same sperm that once flood my mother’s cunt and made me was now spilling into my womb. Oh, it was so wicked, so nasty. My cunt constricted on his cock as I came. Behind me, Joy drowned out my muffled screams with her fake orgasm.

“Yes, yes!” she moaned. “Your cum so good inside me! Fill me up! Hmm, yes! Love when a man cums in me!”

“Umm, yes!” moaned April. The little, nerdy slut was cumming, too. “My little kitty’s cumming! Oh, fuck yeah!”

I got off my dad as Felicity sucked his cock into her mouth, cleaning off my juices and the last of his cum. I retreated to the living room. One by one, the sluts slipped out and bent down between my thighs. First was April, kneeling down before my naked cunt and taking a single, glorious lick up my slit. “Zimmah,” I muttered. Energy seemed to run out of the bedroom, from my father, into me and April and there was a moment where I could feel her.

“Oh, Mistress,” April gasped, a smile on her beautiful, innocent face. “I’m get to be yours forever.” There was a current of awe and wonder to her words and I bent down and kissed her. “Yes, you’re mine, little slut.”

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“That was a great dinner, mom,” I said, pushing back the plate of pork chops and applesauce.

“Oh, thank you, Mark,” my mom answered.

“Yeah, it was delicious,” Antsy said, flashing me a smile on her perfect face. She was a younger, and far prettier, version of mom and my cock was half-hard as my thoughts drifted to fantasy of bending her over the table and fucking her right now. But my powers didn’t work on mom, so I couldn’t risk my mom finding out about us. Mary may have convinced my mom that incest with her son was okay, but would she feel the same about me fucking her baby girl? Who knew how she’d react.

My mom was up, clearing away the table. “How are you doing, mom?”

She sighed. “Sometimes I feel fine, then it hits me that your dad’s dead. That…” she swallowed. “That it’s my fault. And then I weep and weep until I feel wrung out.”

The doorbell rang. “Oh, Antsy, could you answer that. I need to speak to your brother in private, anyways.”

“Sure,” Antsy said, heading for the door.

“Follow me, Mark,” mom said and lead me to her bedroom. The carpet in the hallway had been ripped up. It’s where my dad died. I guess it was ruined.

“What is it, mom?” I asked. “I’m not interested in sleeping with you. That was just for the spell.”

“No, its not that,” my mom started to say when I heard footsteps heading down the hall. Several of them.

The door banged open and Mary walked in, flanked by four women. I recognized three of them. There was Joy from the wax salon, and April and Felicity, the two virgins Mary and I deflowered. The fourth woman I didn’t recognize, she had black hair with red streaks. All five women held a pair of handcuffs in their hands. Fear suddenly spiked my stomach. Black outlines surrounded the four women, they were Thralls. But to whom?

“Mom, watch out,” I shouted, looking back. My mom looked calm and I really looked at her and noticed a faint, blank outline about her. Crap, I had been avoiding looking at her ugly face that I didn’t notice that someone made her a Thrall.

“Mark,” Mary said, stepping forward, the other women spreading around me. There was love on her ugly, freckled face. “Please, just cooperate. You need to fight the spell and let me help you.”

Fight, the voice whispered, so very faint. So faint, in fact, I almost thought I’d imagined the voice.

“I’m sorry, Mary, I just don’t lo…” a cough strangled my voice. I wanted to say that I didn’t love her, but I couldn’t bring myself to say the words. Because, you still love her, the voice faintly whispered, just fight a little longer. “I’m sorry I don’t find you attractive anymore, but this isn’t the way.”

Mary sighed. “I’m sorry, too. Get him, ladies.”

I stuck my hand into my pocket, pulling out the Nextel as six women, my mom included, jumped at me, small hands grasping my arms, my chest, anywhere they could get a purchase. I pushed April off me and she fell back onto her ass. Felicity was scrabbling at my Nextel, trying to take it from my hand. My bodyguards were outside. They had guns. Mary brought this upon herself.

I pushed the talk button, the Nextel chirped as it connected to the network. “Master to anyone!” I shouted into the Nextel. “Help!”

Felicity pried the Nextel out of my hand and threw it to the floor. That didn’t matter. My bodyguards would have heard my call for help. They would be storming into the house any second, guns drawn, ready to help me.

“Mark, I took the Nextel away from your bodyguards,” Mary said calmly, “and sent them up the street. Back at home, I told everyone to turn of their Nextel. No one’s coming, so just stop fighting! I don’t want to hurt you. Please, Mark.”

My stomach sank. “Then stop attack me!” I protested, trying to fight against the six woman.

I struggled and we fell back onto my mom’s bed, the springs creaking in protest at our weight. Mary had my left arm and snapped a handcuff on my wrist. Fuck, this was just like the nuns attack all over again. Why was Mary doing this? Was she mad because I chose Antsy over her. I couldn’t help how I felt.

“I’m sorry, Mary!” I shouted. “But I lo…like Antsy, now!”

She was getting closer to handcuffing me to the brass bed frame. No! Fear surged through me. I threw off Joy and my mom from my right hand, balling my fist and swung with all my strength at Mary’s face. And…I couldn’t hurt her. Something inside me, some last vestige of feelings for Mary, stopped my hand inches from her face. My hesitation cost me as Mary ratcheted the handcuff onto the brass bed frame, trapping my left arm.

My mom and Joy were on my right arm again, and Mary was helping April and the other girl as they struggled with my leg. I kicked and shoved, causing the strange girl to stumble back. Mary sat on my leg, pinning it beneath her weight. I wanted to kick her off, but that same vestige of feelings within me stopped me again. Mary snapped the handcuff about my ankle and the then to the brass bed frame, trapping my left leg.

And then, it was over. Six women pulling on my right arm and then on my right leg and I was spread eagle, helpless before them. What was Mary going to do to me? Fear hammered at my heart. Mary was stripping off her clothes, her ugly breasts with those disgusting freckles came into view. And that ass, far too plump. Not the tight, firm ass of Antsy.

“Where’s Antsy?” I gasped, remembering she went to answer the door. “What have you done with her?”

“She’s fine,” Mary answered with a soft smile. “I wouldn’t hurt your sister. It’s not her fault what’s happened to the both of you.”

What was she talking about. She was on the bed, now, unzipping my pants. What was she going to do to me? Was she going to cut off my cock. I struggled, harder, the handcuffs biting into my wrists. I felt as helpless as the time Karen had me. Was she working with a nun? No, all the women had black auras and Mary had her red aura.

“Shh, hun,” Mary cooed, trying to sound sexy. It wasn’t working. She fished out my soft cock, stroking it in her rough hand, sucking it into her disgusting mouth. Her tongue swirled around the head of my cock, trying to get me hard. But how could she, only Antsy got me excited. Her attempt at a blowjob was terrible. Finally, she gave up, releasing my cock.

“Give him the Viagra,” Mary ordered with a sigh.

Joy was holding a bottle, fishing out a blue pill. I clamped my mouth shut but Joy just pinch my nose. No, I wouldn’t cooperate, I would fight. My lungs started to burn as I vainly tried to hold my breath. I had to breathe. My heart was pounding, darkness was fuzzing the edge of my vision. Have to breathe. My mouth opened, I sucked in a lungful of sweet air, and a blue pill dropped into my mouth.

“Swallow,” Joy said, clamping a hand over my mouth and pinching my nose. I had no choice, I swallowed the pill and Joy released me mouth.

“Okay, clear out sluts,” Mary ordered.

“What’s going on, Mary?” I asked as she pressed her disgusting body against mine, her rough hand stroking my cock.

“You’re under a spell, Mark,” Mary answered. “A nun got to Antsy. Made her a trap for you.”

That was impossible. No, it’s not, the voice whispered, barely audible, more like an echo of a voice, or maybe a memory. Just fight a little longer, the memory whispered.

“But it’s okay,” Mary continued. “I’m going to free you, Mark.”

I felt my cock stirring in her hand, blood beginning to engorge my cock as the Viagra took effect. Her hand was starting to feel good, stroking roughly on my shaft, and I shifted my hips about as pleasure began to radiated from my engorging dick. Mary smiled, stroking my cock faster. My cock had grown to its full length and I shifted as the pleasure begin tingling through me. Mary rubbed the pre-cum leaking from my cock, rubbing it about my sensitive head.

“I think you’re ready Mark,” she cooed and straddled my waist.

“No, please, Mary,” I begged. “I don’t want your nasty pussy on my cock! I only want Antsy’s cunt on me.”

Her pussy sank down, slowly, engulfing my cock in velvety warmth. “You have to remember how much you love me, Mark,” she moaned, as she slowly begin to ride me. “Remember how I trembled before you, the first time you saw me naked, in the Starbucks. How nervous I was?”

I could see Mary, standing naked next to Cynthia and Vivian. The moment I saw her naked, she was my favorite of the three. Her lovely auburn hair, gathered in a pony tail, her breasts covered by a dusting of freckles. Vivian had huge tits and Cynthia had a wicked smile, but neither had held a candle to the beauty and innocents of Mary. She smiled so beautifully the first time I squeezed her plump ass.

I shook my head. No, that couldn’t be right, only Antsy was beautiful. Right?

“After you fucked both Cynthia and Vivian, you said I was your favorite,” Mary moaned, her breasts bouncing before my eyes. “You said I was yours forever as we kissed on the floor of the Starbucks. You whispered, ‘I love you,’ the first time you came inside my pussy.”

I remembered being on top of her, fucking her on the Starbucks floor. No, making love to her. Her pussy felt amazing, like silk, as I moved inside her. Mary’s body was warm and soft beneath mine. We had stared into each other’s eyes, her eyes were a deep green, so beautiful. We stared into each other’s souls and I saw love inside of her. That’s when I knew she was mine. Forever.

Forever…

No, no, no! Not Mary, Antsy’s the one I want forever. Remember her hazel eyes, Mark. Antsy loves me. She’s the one I need. I gritted my teeth, struggling not to cum, closing my eyes.

The memories were flooding my mind, whispering, just let go and cum, Mark! Let Mary save you! No! I struggled against those words, those memories. I was being torn apart between Mary and Antsy. My soul was ripping, tugged in too directions. If I came, Mary would win. I’d lose Antsy and I’d be stuck with this ugly hag.

She wasn’t always ugly, the voice whispered. Remember.

Images flooded my mind. Mary biting her lower lip, cute as a button. Mary sleeping on her side, a curl of auburn hair contrasting with her fair cheek, a slight smile on her face. Mary’s face contorting in pleasure as I made her cum. Her emerald eyes sparkling with lust and joy. Mary’s face, drool leaking down her lips, as she slept on my lap. Mary turning around, her hands covering her pussy, and the revealing her freshly waxed lips, the fiery heart of pubic hair above her tight, bare slit. Mary, wearing one of my shirts and nothing else, painting on our balcony. Mary standing in the shower, her auburn hair dark and wet and plastered to her gorgeous body. Mary smiling, Mary crying, Mary laughing so sweetly. Cuddling with Mary on the couch, watching that terrible Grey’s Anatomy show. Mary holding my hand with comfort and love.

I opened my eyes. I could almost see the beautiful Mary from my memories superimposed on the hag riding my cock. It was getting harder and harder to fight against the pleasure of her cunt. It was like Karen all over again, soon I would cum, there was a limit to what I could endure. Eventually, my body would betray me and I would lose my Antsy.

“Remember the Space Needle as the sun set behind the Olympic Mountains,” Mary begged. “Remember how you felt, what you said to me, as you proposed.” She held her left hand up, showing the black diamond ring. I could remember when I saw that ring, how beautiful and perfect it seemed sitting in the display case. “Remember, Mark, please!” She was crying as she pleaded with me. “I love you, Mark, please remember.”

I had knelt before Mary. She had this stunned and excited look on her face. I almost dropped the box as I pulled it out of my pocket, I was so nervous. And I said, “Mary, I stole your heart and you stole mine, and while we may not have known each other long, it has been long enough for me to know that I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?” And she said yes, over and over, excited and crying all at the same time.

“When you…kissed…me,” I struggled to say, “after I…proposed. Time seemed…to stop.”

“Oh, Mark,” she whispered, and bent down and her lips were warm on my lips, full of love. Time seemed to stop and there was only Mary and I, connected body and soul. I felt something inside my soul, hard chains binding me to Antsy and I struggled against them, straining to break the steel. They were keeping me from my Mary, my beautiful, naughty filly.

My love.

My cum shot into her pussy and Mary broke the kiss. “Chabab!” she shouted, as her orgasm rolled through her, her cunt constricting on my cock. I could feel the chains on my soul shatter and energy flowed between Mary and I. It was so intense. Our souls merged together, briefly. For a single, perfect moment, we were one. I felt how much she loved me; the deep, strong river of love that carried her through the pain of the last few days. And Mary felt how much I loved her, how hard I struggled against the spell, trying to break free, to hold on long enough for my sweet Mary to save me.

“I love you, Mare,” I whispered as she panted on top of me. “I’m so sorry.”

“Shh,” Mary said, kissing my lips. “It wasn’t you. It was a nun.”

Mary got off me and I admired her beautiful, plump ass as she walked over to her clothes. When she bent down, her tight pussy, messy with my milky cum, flashed between her legs and I felt my cock hardening.

“You’re so beautiful, Mare,” I told her.

Her smile was so beautiful when she stood up, her perky breasts jiggling as she walked back to the bed. She kissed me on the lips and then began unlocking my handcuffs. She kissed my chaffed wrists and ankles as she released each limb. Freed, I grabbed Mary and pushed her onto her back, kissing her lips, forcing my tongue inside her mouth as I climb atop her. My sweet Mary was once again beneath me, wet and willing.

“Oh, Mark,” she moaned, guiding my cock to her sopping wet pussy. “Fuck me, I need you so badly!”

I slid inside my sweet Mary, my naughty filly. A nun had attacked us, but that could wait for later. All that mattered was that I had my Mary back and together we could overcome anything. I kissed her again, her lips salty with tears. Her legs wrapped around my waist, her hips bucking up to meet my thrusts. I broke the kiss, nuzzling at the slope of her neck, sucking hard. Leaving a hickey, marking my Mary as mine for all the world to see.

“Yes, fuck me!” she moaned. “My mighty stallion! Fuck your naughty, little filly! Ride me hard, stud!”

“I love you, Mare,” I whispered into her ear. “My sexy, naughty filly!”

I pounded her harder, our groins slapping together with urgency. I could feel her hard, little clit rubbing into my pelvis, bringing gasps of pleasure to her lips. I stared into her deep, green eyes, into her soul, delighting in the love I saw there. Her cunt was amazing on my cock, the best cunt in the world.

“I only need you, Mare,” I whispered. “I could be happy only with you.”

“I love you Mark,” she gasped. “You’re my world! I just need you, your cock, your delicious cum! Please, flood my naught pussy! Please!”

“Yes,” I moaned. “Here it comes, my delicious filly. My wanton lover!”

Our groins came together once, twice, thrice, and I was flooding her cunt. Her pussy spasmed on my cock, milking all my cum out as she screamed her passion wordlessly. I kept thrusting until all my cum had filled her up, had emptied from my balls. And then I rested on top of her, inside her. Her lips were soft as she kissed gently at my lips.

“It’s time to go home,” I told her.

“Yes,” Mary sighed happily. “All the sluts miss you so much.”

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I was tired as I got off the plane. I was back home in Washington State. It had been nearly thirteen years since I’d left. I wondered how Sean was doing. And my daughters, they must be all grown up and beautiful. I wanted to go and see them, ached to see them, but that would only bring more pain. That part of my life was over, taken away from me by Kurt.

It’s why I had to stop Mark from destroying anymore lives.

A sudden pain clenched my stomach. I saw a bathroom and stumbled inside it, entering the stall. What was happening. It wasn’t pain, I realized, more like the memory of pain, of the nerve stabbing agony I experienced when I had appendicitis as a kid. What was going on. Oh, God! Please take this feeling away, I prayed as I fell to my knees before the toilet. And then it was gone.

My body shuddered as a hand reached through my dress and the Ecstasy came upon me.

“The Bond of Avvah has been broken,” Ramiel the Angel whispered into my ear. “Our opening gambit has failed.”

“What do we do now?” I asked. My pussy moistened beneath Ramiel’s touch, my nipples hardened in my bra.

“A messier plan,” Ramiel answered sadly, his hard cock sliding into my pussy and an orgasm shuddered through my body. “A far messier plan.”

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“Hey, Carlos,” McKenzie, my bubbly producer said as she walked up to my desk in the KING 5 newsroom. “How’s that story about Mark Glassner coming.”

“It’s weird,” I answered. “Something hinky is definitely going on. Agent Peterson, the FBI agent that led the raid on Mark’s house last Thursday morning is being sweated by OPR. They think he’s dirty, that Mark bought him off.” He had been working on a story on Mark Glassner when that FBI raid messed everything up. He could hardly run a story about this Mark when the FBI was saying it was all a case of mistaken identity. But, if Peterson was dirty, his story had life again.

“Really,” McKenzie’s eyes lit up, sensing a juicy story. “Is this sourced?”

“I got a friend inside the Justice Department,” Carlos says. “The evidence against Mr. Glassner is pretty substantial and yet Agent Peterson let him go and does that interview with Jessica from channel 7 where he just embarrasses himself, claiming Mark is innocent and the entire raid was just a big fuck-up.”

My phone chirped. I had gotten an email from someone named Brandon Fitzsimmons. I frowned, why was that name familiar. Right, Mark was living at his house, shacked up with the guys wife. “Holy shit,” I muttered when I opened the email and saw the photos attached.

“I am I seeing what I think I am?” McKenzie asked greedily as she looked over my shoulder.

“Yeah,” I nodded. This was going to be an explosive story.

“This is leading the eleven o’clock news,” McKenzie ordered. “Get this ready, Carlos. Oooh, we’re going to scoop everyone else!”

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I clicked send, my e-mail off to Carlos Guiterrez of KING 5 news. I had attached some of the juicy photographs Doug, my PI, had taken of my house and that bastard, Mark. I was about to close Outlook when a new email arrived from Doug. I had hired him to surveil Mark and everyday he emailed me the surveillance logs. Doug was a great PI, he helped me out when I divorced my first wife. I stashed him in a rental house that had a good view of my backyard and he was watching the houses with telephoto cameras, laser mics, and all sorts of other high tech gadgets.

“Brandon, this is some wild stuff I got,” the email read. There was a video attached.

I downloaded the video and was looking at my dining room. Mary was sitting at the dining room table, other naked women were lounging about. Suddenly, a silver haired woman in a transparent dress appeared out of thin air. The audio on the video wasn’t great. Luckily, Doug had provided me with a transcript. It was a fascinating read. Mary was negotiating a deal with a demon to rescue Mark from some problem. One line from the transcript caught my eye.

<b>Lilith:</b> “Done. Our Pact is finished. My time on the Mortal Realm is complete. But, before I go, I have another agreement to fulfill with you and Mark. There are many other spells for you to learn, other magic a Warlock can possess. Seek the ‘Magicks of the Witch of Endor.’ The ancient tome will complete your education.”

“Other spells,” I read aloud. “complete your education.” This tome might just be what I need to give me a chance against Mark. I’d need it.

I opened up Google and started my search.

To be continued…

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WATCH ME

I remember the 1st time I saw him, I was walking in the mall with my two best friends Shantell and Jamieka. I was wearing pink blouse and a pair of Capri pants; my girls were as hoochie as ever both wearing mini skirts so shorts their mother would whoop them with a switch if she saw them. Jamieka was wearing a gold halter that gave anyone a full view of her DD’s and Shantell wore a backless halter that accented her booty. I could feel his eyes watching me as I walked. I knew he was watching so I turned my walk into a stroll as I continued my conversation with glee. My friends and I sat down to get a bite to eat, that was when he approached me and introduced himself as Eric and asked if I had a man. He had a radiant smile and the body of a Greek God, he was about 6 foot even, caramel complexion complemented by the most amazing hazel eyes. I quickly replied that I did indeed have a man and that my name was Dalila. He then told me you have a beautiful name and body, and he offered that my name meant “gentle”. He appeared a bit disappointed but not defeated, he slid me a card with his name, phone number and email address on it. He politely said goodbye and turned to walk away, but not before saying “I hope to hear from you again.”

It had to be about 2-3 weeks later, and I was at home alone my boyfriend of 2 years Jon, and at the time. He was away on a trip to Black Bike Week in Myrtle Beach. I was bored out of my mind, so I called my girl, Shantell to see what she was up to but she didn’t pick up. Jamieka was away for the weekend with her boyfriend and I really didn’t have any other friends to speak of .I then turned on my laptop and decide to explore the World Wide Web. After about 30 minutes of this I discovered that the World Wide Web wasn’t very entertaining at all but I could order a pair of Prada shoes I had my eyes on for about month for only $200, this was a bargain because in the mall they were damn near $500. I went to my purse to grab my credit card, when I notice the card from Eric. I flipped the card between my fingers contemplating my next move. I finished my purchase, and then decided what the hell; it wouldn’t hurt to email him would it?
I typed [email protected], I chuckled as I typed it in thinking to my self was it really possible. I have heard many guys make the claim but couldn’t hold up to the hype. I typed
“What’s up how are you doing, I met you at the mall, my name is Dalila, hit me back when you can. I’m curious to know if you really do have a thick dick” I hit the send button and my attempt at flirtation made its journey through cyberspace.
I then sat and waited for a response, I waited for about 20 minutes and nothing came, just as I was about to shut down and grab something to eat and a movie out of the massive DVD collection, I heard the infamous word “ You got mail”.

“Hello gentle one, I remember you. Yes as advertised, my dick is thick and long. I can show you whenever you’re ready.”

I sent him an instant message, and responded “I am ready

Thickdickeric: Ok check your email
Dalila: 4 what
Thickdickeric: cause you said you were ready
Dalila: HU

I checked my email he had sent me a picture of the most luscious dick I have ever seen. It was thick, the head was smooth, and the shaft was rugged and had vein pulsating through it. The size was nice too about 8 inches. Dalila felt herself getting moist just staring at the image. What was she doing this was so unlike her, She was no virgin but felt she was very modest about sex and sexuality compared to her friends, who were certified freaks in my book. Now this complete stranger had brought this strange flirtatious behavior. “I’m just bored.” she stated to herself “I will just play the game, for fun”

Thickdickeric: R U there
Dalila: Yes, Is that yours or does it belong to someone else.
Thickdickeric: It could belong 2 U if u want
Dalila: I have a boyfriend
Thickdickeric: Then where is he
Dalila: He’s out
Thickdickeric: I think u just saying that cause u scared to play with me
Dalila: Scared please, I could swallow u with ease
Thickdickeric: Show Me
Dalila: Watch Me, u got a web cam
Thickdickeric: yea let me turn it on

I grabbed a banana from the kitchen and turned on my web cam, and proceeded to seduce him with my skill. I was not sure how I would pull this off cause Jon my boyfriend was hardly as large as Eric or that banana I gagged every time I attempted to give him head. I slowly peeled the banana, licking it slowly

Dalila: u like that

Thickdickeric: yea, do it again

I licked the banana again, then put a little of it in my mouth, then I slid in a little more and started to choke, Then I removed the banana completely peeled it.

Thickdickeric: Slowly, take your time

I slid the banana back into my mouth; this time even more went in. Then I did it I swallowed the entire thing and didn’t gag one bit.

Thickdickeric: Damn, that was sexy as hell
Dalila: U R next
Thickdickeric: is that so,
Dalila: yes
Thickdickeric: r u wet
Dalila: what
Thickdickeric: Taste it
Dalila: no
Thickdickeric: taste it
Dalila: No, that nasty
Thickdickeric: It tastes good trust me.

This was too much for me I had never touched myself down there. My mother always told me that a proper young lady does not do those types of things.

Thickdickeric: Ahh I thought we were having fun
Dalila: we were til u came up with your nasty request.
Thickdickeric: touch it very gently, just like your name gentle.

I thought again what the hell; I had already performed fallatio on a piece of fruit.

Dalila: ok
Thickdickeric: rub it softly then put your fingers inside.
Thickdickeric: r u doing it, I can’t see.
Dalila: Yes
Thickdickeric: Now taste
Thickdickeric: yea that’s it, how does it taste
Dalila: Sweet
Thickdickeric: Can I have a taste
Dalila: Sure

We chatted for about another hour and a half with him watching me enjoy the sweet taste of my own pussy, and fantasizing. It was close to midnight and she decided to sign off

Dalila: Goodnight
Thickdickeric: Good night 2 u, Dream about me.

That I did, I went to bed dreaming about the beautiful dick sliding in and out of my candied walls making me scream in ecstasy. I woke the next morning with a smile on her face and a ringing cell phone. It was Jon and he was calling to say that he missed me. I got up and took a shower. I used the different heads on the shower to send my body into a climactic frenzy. I got out toweled my glistening body off. The phone rang again, this time it was Shantell calling me back . She said she had went to see her ,mother in Miami yesterday and was just getting back. I decided not to tell her about my encounter with Eric. We planned to go shopping later that day and then go to a local night club that night. I met her at Saks around 12 after getting a light salad from Sly’s . We were looking for a sexy dress to wear tonight . I found this little lacy , black strapless dress with a slit up the front that stopped just before my sweetness.

“ That dress is fly, you got to try it on” Shantell protested while dragging me into the dressing room.

She helped me to undress and seductively eyed my full C cup. She approached me from behind first grabbing my breast and fondling my nipples between her thumb and forefinger. Her hands slid down my waist as she began to make small kisses along my back. She then lick both my butt cheeks, which sent electricity through my pussy. For some strange reason I did not pull away from her. I am not a lesbian and had never thought about being with a woman before. She came around in front of me and kissed my lips. I let our tongues touch. Our lips parted and she kissed my neck, then took my breast in her mouth one at a time. First kissing them then sucking them, them biting them. I was on fire. She lowered herself to suck my pussy lips through the fabric of my silk panties. I grabbed her head and pushed her deeper into my pussy, She slid my panties to the side buried her tongue inside my folds. My juices began flowing down my leg. I let out a soft groan, and then put her finger inside me while she feasted on my clit. I lost control; my legs almost buckle under me when I came. Shantell got up and kissed my lips, I could taste my pussy on her lips, and the same delicious juice I part took of the night before. She said “Well I guess you’re going to buy the dress.”

I redressed and we left the dressing room. I went to find some sexy thongs to wear with it, but Shantell suggested that I go without them. After we left Saks, I walked her back to her car, and she deeply kissed me and grabbed my ass. I returned home to take a shower before it was time to get ready. I turned on my laptop and logged on to my instant messaging program. Within minutes I got an alert that Thickdickeric was now online. He sent me a message.

Thickdickeric: Did you dream about me
Dalila: Yes
Thickdickeric: what did u dream
Dalila:: About you fucking my brains out
Thickdickeric: can I
Dalila:: Certainly
Thickdickeric: What r u doing 2nite
Dalila:: going to the Chocolate club with my friend Shantell.
Thickdickeric: The one with the big tits
Dalila:: No the other one
Thickdickeric: I c, so how was your day
Dalila:: Sexy
Thickdickeric: explain
Dalila:: My girl Shantell just feasted on my Pussy
Thickdickeric: Word, U get down like that
Dalila:: No, never, that was the 1st time
Thickdickeric: 1st time huh, well I’m glad you enjoyed.
Thickdickeric: Can I watch next time
Dalila: There won’t be a next time
Thickdickeric: Right!
Thickdickeric: Well C Ya 2nite, bye

Then he signed off before I could reply. I laid down on the couch, just thinking about the things I had done in the last day and a half , all of which I have never done before. I masturbated for a complete stranger, I had a lesbian encounter with my best friend. I could not figure why. I fell asleep pondering that very question why. This time when I woke it was damn near 9:30 at night . My cell was chirping indicating a missed call. Before I could dial the number back the phone vibrated in my hand. I answered it was Shantell and Jamieka on 3 way. Jamieka had come home early from her trip because she and Ali had yet another one of there ridiculous fights. Jamieka quickly stated, “ Don’t ask.” ,and “ What time you gon be ready to go to the club ?” in her most southern tone. I let her know to pick me up in an hour.

I began my preparation ritual of applying make-up, curling my hair, picking the right pumps to wear with my ultra sexy dress. The girls arrive about an hour and half after I hung up with them. They were dressed as hoochie as ever, leaving nothing for the imagination. Then again who was I to talk, with a slit that stopped at ,my pussy and no panties on. We arrived at the Chocolate club , which was this quarter’s hottest hip- hop club. Jamieka and I headed straight to the bar as Shantell was carted off by some dreaded up Lil Wayne wannabe. Jamieka order Hennessy straight up no chase, and I order a slow screw up against the wall , which consists of Vodka, Sloe Gin, Southern Comfort, Peach Schnapps, Orange Juice, and Galliano. After downing 2 of these we joined Shantell and Lil Wayne on the dance floor. I usually don’t dance or drink but this weekend I discovered was all about trying something new. I got into my own groove, a guy came up behind me and started grinding on me. I could feel his dick through my dress. He was already hard . I was so zoned that I grinding him so hard, if you didn’t know better you would’ve thought we were fucking. Cuz was grabbing on my tits and playing with my kitty kat under my dress. First he inserted one, then two. His fingers were penetrating my throbbing pussy. He curve his long fingers as if gesturing for someone to come here. He kept going as drawing me deeper into his fingers. Then it happened. I felt as of I was going to pee, then it was pleasure all over again. He whispered into my ear “ let it go” and I did I came all over his fingers, and the floor. It was like a shower. “ That’s it” . Before I knew it I felt his finger playing with my asshole. I tried to pull away, but he pulled me back. He started kissing my neck as he pulled me deeper into the dark shadows of the club. How could he have known that was my hot spot. I melted. He slid his index finger in my ass, this was a totally new experience for me. At first I felt awkward then like before the pleasure subdued me. His friend now joined us. Grinding at my front, he passed a golden packet to his friend at my back, which I soon figured out was a condom. The guy, # 2 we’ll call him, at my front lifted my leg and parted my pussy lips with his girth in one single motion. While the guy #1 held my back. I started riding his dick. Then they lifted both my legs and guy #1 slid his dick in my ass. They were inside me at the same time. This was surreal. Frightening but full of excitement I didn’t care who else was in the room, who was watching, what anyone had to say at that moment. As one pulled out the other pushed in, our rhythm was magical. #2’s knees began to stiffen and I knew he was about to cum. He grunted then fucked me faster, until both I and # 1 were also exploding. Like I said it was magical. They let me down and slid out of me .I walked away as if the mountain of pleasure I had just experienced didn’t happen. I didn’t say a word to either one. I made my way to my friends at the other end of the room. By then Jamieka had gotten pissy drunk and was on her cell screaming at Ali. I grabbed her and found Shantell and we proceeded to leave. I dropped Shantell off at her spot then drove Jamieka home. She asked me to stay with her because she did not want to be alone. I said sure hoping what happened with Shantell would not happen again, not that I was complaining. I put her to bed then grabbed an old night gown from her room , took a shower then went to her guess room to sleep. Again dreams of me and Eric took over my dreams, along with the thoughts of Shantell eating my pussy intertwined with # 1 and #2 fucking in both holes at the same time.

Oooo, OOo, ahh, ahh is what I heard when I woke up. Startled I jumped up from the bed. I remembered that I was still at Jamieka walked over to the door of her bedroom to check to see if she was ok. The door was slightly open. What I saw was Jamieka, with her legs pinned to the back of head and Ali was driving his long dick into her like he was digging for black gold. I was entrance at the way he was fucking her. He then turned her over and was fucking her doggy style all while aggressively grabbing her neck and choking her . She was panting as if she was on her last breath. This shit turned me on. He pushed her face into the pillow and started driving harder into her pussy. He looked back. Damn he saw me, but he didn’t stop. It was as if it gave him more prowess, knowing I was there watching, lusting. I was now playing with me clit, the more I rubbed the harder he fucked her. She got up on top and rode him for all there was. You could hear her juices sloshing around between them. He began to groan loudly as she rode him, he was nearing his climax. Right before he came she got up and put his 10 inch cock between her DD’s and fuck his dick ,until cum was spilling all over them. Then she did something amazing she licked every drop of his cum of her own tits. I slowly went back to the guess room and pretended to get some sleep. Make up sex, damn.

The next morning, I told the couple good bye and went home to rest. Jon would be home later and I missed him dearly. When I got home I found that I left my computer on. I received another IM from Eric,
That said you looked very sexy in that dress last night. How did it feel to have two dicks inside you at the same time. I was flabbergasted. He was really there, watching me. I wrote back that I had an amazing time. He responded that I like watching you. Do you like watching people fuck. Before responding , I thought about the night before, I liked watching Jamieka and Ali fucking, I liked being fucked while others watched. I sent my response “Yes”
Can I watch you fuck again sometime.
Again my answer was “ Yes”

I thought to myself how about tonight.

Jon arrived home about 5PM that evening carrying a dozen white roses, my favorites. He kissed me passionately and without pause. We ended up in our bedroom as I had planned. I left the laptop on with the web cam running. I quickly pulled Jon’s close off , nibbling on his ear and neck while doing so. My aggressiveness threw him off guard but did not deter him one bit. He grabbed me and pushed me on the bed and began licking and sucking my nipples, I thought about how Shantell had devoured me the other day at Saks. I was lost in lust, Jon kissed licked his way down to my pussy, softly parting my pussy lips with his tongue. First he licked both sides of my pussy then nibbled on my clit, before darting his tongue in and out of my pussy. Then back up all over again. He did this about three times. This drove me insane. He kissed my pussy deeper, then licked his way to my asshole. Jon Licked around the hole until I gave him access to my ass. I laid him down on the bed, now it was his turn for me to torture him with my tongue. I kissed his neck, and ears, took both his nipples, down his stomach stopping just before his cock. ,then went back up again. Then I licked the head of his penis. Slowly taking it in as I had done with the banana for Eric. I got Jon’s entire dick in my mouth for the 1st time . I started rubbing my clit while I was sucking his engorged penis. Thoughts of what Eric had taught me gently . I then kissed the skin in the crevice between his thigh and his shaft. This applied even more pleasure and torture. He pushed me away because he could not take much more and would cum too soon. I climbed up and guided his shaft into my candied walls. I was soaking wet. I rode him and kissed him. I started to tighten my muscle around his dick. He struggled to hold back. He grabbed at my neck as I was riding him, choking me. This gave me the greatest excitement .I started to reminisce about Jamieka and Ali fucking last night , which drove me wild. I was bucking and I came once again. To stop himself from coming to he pushed me off of him , and pushed my face into the pillow. He plunged deeply between my thigh, then pull out, then again he plunged in. This night was crazy. He took his finger and began playing with my asshole. I didn’t stop him at all. Jon pulled his dick out of my pussy and penetrated my ass. I pulled back, then slowly eased myself onto his dick. I fell in love with this new feeling, of anal sex. I kinda missed the double penetration I got from #1 and #2, so I put my fingers inside my pussy while Jon was in my asshole. This experience was also magical. I felt Jon’s dick harden in my ass and I knew he was about to cum. I dropped down to my knees and open my mouth so Jon could shoot his load. He did and I swallowed every drop. “Wow” was all he could muster. He looked at me before collapsing and asked “what got into you”. I replied, shyly saying “Nothing I just missed you”.3
Jon then got up to run the shower. I ran over to the lap top and sent an IM to Thickdickeric that said did you enjoy me then signed off before he could respond.

Part 2
On the following Friday Jon mentioned that his former college roommate had recently move into town and he wanted me to meet him. Jon said that he would cook his world famous gumbo and fried chicken tonight for dinner. I agreed to dinner then, went work. I work at SG incorporated as the Vice President of Marketing. The work was tedious, but I had an office to myself and the pay wasn’t that bad.

Once I got to work my assistant brought me a cup of steaming coffee and my schedule for the day. Good I said between sips, My schedule was clear, other than a meeting with Mr. Quinton Watkins , sales manager and Veronica Phillips, CEO from Skimpiest’ Lingerie at 11:30 . I have been trying to land that account for over three months. It was worth 10 million to my company and a fat bonus for me. This meeting was the one were they would give their decision. I had to meet them at their office which meant I had about an hour and a half to get ready. I sat thinking about last weekend events then. I booted up my computer and sent a message to Eric.

Dalila: hey wasp what did you think about last week.
Thickdickeric: I loved it

He quickly replied.

Dalila: r u at work
Thickdickeric: I own my own company web designing for different companies.
Dalila: so what did u like about Friday night
Thickdickeric: ur ass in the air
Dalila: like that huh,
Thickdickeric: yea, and the way you were screaming when he had his face between your legs.
Dalila: I can still feel his tongue.
Thickdickeric: can I put my tongue inside your pussy
Dalila: no, I don’t even know u
Thickdickeric: but let dudes at the club hit and you don’t know their names

He had a point, She had straight up let them fuck her.

Dalila: but that was different
Thickdickeric: just admit it you don’t like me
Dalila: I don’t know you
Thickdickeric: what ever

He signed off. I sat back in my chair thinking he had a lot of nerve. Well I had about 15 minutes before it was time for me to leave. I review my documents and prepared for my meeting. I said to myself do what ever it takes to get this account.

I arrive at the office for Skimpy’s about 20 minutes early, the receptionist greeted me then offer me coffee and showed me to the office of Quinton Watkins. Quinton was a fairly handsome man he stood about 6’8, 215lbs of solid muscle. He was butter pecan, with smooth skin, I had been admiring over the past month or so. He shook my hand and offered me seat. “You’re early” “I like that, and I know Veronica really likes that”.

“That information is good to know, Will she be joining us, I asked in my sexiest voice.
He replied that she would be there in a moment. Instantly Veronica appeared in the doorway. She extended her hand, and I couldn’t help but get glance at her gorgeous cleavage. She didn’t have as much as Jamieka but she carried them well. I wondered what it would be like to take her mounds into my mouth. What was I saying; I had completely turned into a freak. Damn! After our salutations and small talk we got down to business. Veronica and I sat side by side on a lounge chair in Quinton office. Veronica spoke first saying “We have not completely made a decision on which firm we would like to represent our company. All of the companies are fairly comparable, yet you seemed a bit more eager than the others. In light of this I set up this meeting to see what attributes you truly have to offer.” She stated this while caressing my thigh.

“I am willing to do whatever it takes” as I slid my skirt up to expose my satin covered pussy.
She smiled indicating she was pleased. Quinton then said “Veronica is the boss so we must do as she asks.”
I understood completely. Veronica instructed me to kiss her lips. I leaned over and kissed her lips, forcing her to part them with my tongue. Her tongue tasted like peppermint. I continued to devour her luscious lips until she pulled away and gave her next instruction. She told me to get down on my knees, to remove her blouse so I could suck her nipples. I happily did as I was told. In the corner of my eye I could see that Quinton had begun to undress as well. I lapped at her sepia nipples, which reminded me of morsels of chocolate chips. Suckling them and massaging them at the same time. Her I alternated from her right then left, and back again. Her eyes were slightly closed then I heard her moaning with pleasure. I reached in to touch her thighs and then she snapped “Since you can not follow direction you must be punished. Go get it. ” Quinton quickly grabbed a paddle from one of his desk drawers. “ You punish her” she ordered then told me to remove all my clothes except my panties which were actually soaked by then, and get on all fours. I quickly did as I was told. Quinton took the paddle. Whop! Was the sound I heard as the paddle made contact with the skin on my ass? It stung greatly, then he did it again and again, by the fourth time he had spanked me I was dizzy, with pain and pleasure. This was another new one for me. “Lick my pussy “she order while I was still down on all fours. Veronica also got on her knees and bent before me. I could smell the strawberry scent of her pussy. There is was in front of me. I could see her pink slit. I cautiously grazed her opening with my tongue tasting another woman’s pussy other than my own for the 1st time ever. I was amazed that she also sweet tasted. I continued to push my tongue between her pussy lips, exploring inside folds, I darted my tongue in and out as if it were a dick. I always like when it was done to me so I returned the favor. The more I licked between her pussy lips the more she began to squirm, push in her pussy further into my mouth. . Her juices entered my mouth and I was in heaven. It was intoxicating; I began ferociously sucking on her clit. , she let out a great wail of pleasure releasing more of her cum on my face and lips. She pushed me away then ordered Quinton to take my panties off. Then she grabbed the paddle from his hands and started to spank my ass until my cheeks were on fire. Quinton then stuck his long index finger into my pussy, he fucked me with it. Then he inserted two fingers, then three. He continued adding digits until he had managed to insert his entire fist. He fist fucked me .The muscles of my pussy contracted on his hand, then I came all over his hand. When he removed hand it was covered with my essence. Quinton allowed me to suck each of his slender fingers until every drop of my cum was gone. He kneeled in front of my face, rubbing his long dick in front of my face. He cock was about a good 9 ½ to 10 inches, and he had girth. I opened my mouth to allow him access. He shoved in into my throat. I sucked and licked his dick. Slurping every bit of precum he gave. Then I felt a something hard at my pussy opening. I looked back and saw Veronica with one of the strap-on things, getting ready to plow into me. She entered me from behind, I gasped from the intensity. She pulled out, and then pushed in. She fucked me gracefully at first. I continued to orally pleasure Quinton’s 10 inches. We were all moaning. Veronica quickened her pace, lifting my leg to further access. She was incredible. I came at least four times while she was inside me. Quinton removed his dick from my mouth, and went around and kneeled behind Veronica. Veronica was now attacking my clit while she fucked me. Quinton lifted Veronica’s leg which pushed her deeper inside me, as he entered her from behind. Every time he pushed deeper to her she did the same to me. It was like a domino effect. We were overwhelmed with ecstasy. Quinton pull his dick out of Veronica and she pulled out of me, I started suckling her beautiful breast again. Quinton jacked his dick, until he came all over Veronica’s face, and tits. I licked her face and tits clean. There was no remaining evidence that he had just showered her with his ejaculate.

We all redressed and Veronica had ensured me that I had indeed gotten the account. Before leaving I hugged and tongue kissed both of them. I was elated I had landed a 20 million dollar account, I just had multiple orgasms. I was on top of the world. I call my assistant and informed her of the good news and that I would be out for the rest of the day. I decided I would buy myself a sexy little dress, get my hair done in time for my dinner tonight with Jon and his college buddy. I went to Nieman’s and found a skin tight chocolate leather skirt reach my knee. It also had a split up the front. It had an embroidered floral pattern. I found a chocolate bustier to match. I got my hair done in a sexy up-do with waves of curls crowning my glowing face. I arrive home about 4 Pm. I turn on some Beyonce, because I was definitely a Naughty Girl. I ran the bath I would soak and relax while waiting on Jon to arrive. I pour honey and milk into the water to soften and moisturize my delicate skin. After my bath I toweled off, and then rubbed chocolate body butter into my skin. I slipped on a pair of butter cream crotch fewer panties for Jon’s pleasure after his friend had gone home. Jon arrived home about 5:30; carry a bag of groceries and a bouquet of orchids. Boy I love this man. He dropped the bags on the kitchen counter, and then we embraced and kissed my lips, the nape of my neck. I hadn’t completely dressed yet. I was still in just my panties. Jon stepped back in order to take in the full view of my body, my delectable lips, my pert mocha breast , the curve of my hips , the length of my legs. He saw all of me. He looked at me as it he devour me at any moment and I wanted him to. Since we were short on time, I decided to give him a little snack. We kissed again, our tongues caressing. He licked my lips. Jon kissed my neck again, descending to take my breast into his mouth, left then right. He bit gently on my nipples, I was on fire. He massaged my clit through the slit of my crotch less panties. My clit became hard, as I reached climax. He made a trail down my stomach, stopping at my bikini line. Then the phone rang interrupting our caresses. It was his Jon’s Brother Mike calling to again ask for money. Jon took the call as went to the bedroom to get dressed. My laptop was turned on sitting on top of the bedside table. It indicated that I had received an email; I access my email and saw that I had received a message from Eric; He sent an electronic bouquet of white roses, and a message saying I am sorry. I blushed and then sent him a thank you message.

When I returned to the kitchen, Jon was off of the phone and had started cooking. I sat back drinking a glass of wine. Then set the table. Our guest arrived at about 7:30 Bring a bottle of Merlot with him. Jon answered the door and greeted his old pal. He turned to introduce him and I froze. Jon’s college roommate was none other than Mr. Thickdickeric himself. I smiled and welcome him to our home. I went to the kitchen to get a few wine glasses. I joined the chums in mist of going down memory lane. Jon told me about some of the adventures that the two of them had gotten them selves into. Jon went to the kitchen to check on his meal leaving Eric and I alone in the living room. Eric smiled then whispered for me to letting me know everything was ok and that he would not tell Jon about last weekend. Jon announced that dinner was ready. I sat between the two guys at the table. The food smelled delicious. Eric slyly said “I smell chocolate, so I guess we are having chocolate cake for dessert.”

Jon quickly replied “No, that’s Dalila.”
Eric then winked at Jon saying “Then we will have Dalila for dessert.” I blushed at the notion. Jon laughed not knowing what to say. He served dinner they talked about old times and I announced that I had landed the skimpy account. “Then we will have you for dessert to celebrate your success.” Eric slipped in again.

We had finished our meal and the wine was doing it trick so we decided to adjourn to the living room to continue our conversation. Jon turned on a movie called Monster’s Ball, we watched it and discuss Halle Oscar win for her role in the movie. Jon stated that he would have liked to fuck Halle. Eric stated that he would like to fuck me. I was stunned by his forwardness. Then again when I met him at the mall he was also forward then. Jon laughed again at Eric second mention of sexing me. Then it got kind of quiet. Jon looked from me to Eric then back to me. He rubbed my thigh sliding my skirt up, allowing Eric to see my butter cream panties. Within seconds, Eric dropped before my face licking his way up my leg. Jon began kissing my neck again. I was having difficulty concentrating on which felt the best. Finally after lick both my legs; Eric lifted my skirt above my waist. Jon had managed to remove my bustier as he had my left breast in his mouth. He opened his mouth wide to put most of it inside while his right hand massages my other. Eric had found the opening of my panties, and tasted me as he had requested earlier today. His mouth felt warm on my pussy. He licked around my opening. He darted his tongue in and out as if he were snake. Eric tongue was long and thick like his dick. My pussy responded by releasing its sticky liquid. He sucked and bit down on my clit. I had never felt anything like it. Jon had taken my other breast into his mouth. He kissed down to my stomach, Eric pulled down his pants and released his dick, and I was again amazed at the sight. His dick was hard as a rock. I wrapped my hands around it before taking it into my mouth. Jon then stood and removed his pants as well releasing his erect penis, I took his dick into my other hand, and I then alternated between both penises in my grasp, taking one in my mouth while massaging the other. This drove them wild. While I was sucking Eric he grabbed my head and pushed me further into his dick until I took the whole 8 inches, I then tried to take mouth dicks into my mouth I got them only half way. Jon removed his dick from my mouth while I continued to suck Eric. He lifted my leg and started fucking me. He took my breast into his mouth as he entered me. His dick seemed to grow inside of me. Fuck me harder I moaned; it was awesome. Then the boys switched places .Eric filing my soaking wet pussy while Jon fucked my mouth. I licked Jon’s balls, swallowing them into my mouth. I licked his asshole causing him to squirmed and moan, then back up to the head of his penis in one single stroke. He sucked his shaft to the depth of my throat. Eric was wrecking havoc on my pussy pounding me until my cum sprayed out on his chest and pubic hairs. Jon sat back in the chair jacking his dick. I squatted down on Eric’s dick. I rode his dick, squeezing his dick when I came up and down, letting go only when he hit bottom. He grabbed both my tits and I leaned back against his chest. He forced my legs back as he rocked his =hips to thrust himself further inside. I sat up and made a full rotation on his dick. I rode him as if we were in the Kentucky Derby and he was my prized stallion. I leaned forward to kiss his lips, and neck. Jon approached me from behind. He poured lube on my ass and massaged it into my skin. He licked my ass cheeks then smacked them, then kissed them. He licked my puckering asshole. He slowly inserted his finger in my ass; I could feel the tightness of my pussy. He removed his finger then rubbed his dick against my hole. Then Jon slid his erection in my ass. I moaned over Eric’s neck as he entered me. He fucked my ass and Eric fucked my pussy. I could feel them both move inside me at the same time. I yelled that I was cumming. I knew at that moment that without a doubt, I love to be double fucked. I humped the both of them. Jon pace quickened, I knew he was about to cum. He stiffened then emptied his cum in my ass. Eric told me to get up and he would fuck me doggy style. He leaned in and whispers to me that he like seeing my ass in the air. Eric entered my ass from behind. Jon’s cum was seeping out. Eric pounded my ass, until I then squirted again. He rubbed on my clit and I bucked back to match his thrust. He screamed that he was too cumming. He too came in my ass. Afterwards, we all headed for the shower, and washed each other off. Eric gathered his things and Jon and I escorted him out. I kissed him good night; He said to me again “I hope to see you again”.

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Steve Davies has new powers to edit the world. First, he has to deal with his defeated enemy. Meanwhile, his son and daughter have a naughty contest.

Editing Reality

Book Three: Naughty Fantasies Unleashed

Chapter One: Naughty Contest

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

Note: Thanks to WRC 264 for beta reading this.

Steve Davies

Today, I’d won.

My wife kept staring at the two angels, Anael and Jophiel. She could see them now thanks to my second edit of Linda. My contest with Seth Meyers, the other person who’d been granted the power to edit reality by the Most High, had ended. He’d forced me into a corner. He’d driven me into a place that he thought I’d have no choice but to give up my powers, reverting every single edit I had ever made. All so Seth could gain the love of my eldest daughter.

Desperate, I had tried to edit everything in that small room. It was all protected. Seth had edited everything in there first. He had arranged it so I had no way out. There was only one thing I could edit: my angel, Anael.

It had never occurred to me to try to edit her. And it had never occurred to Seth.

Linda quivered naked on my desk in the mayor’s office of Rainier, Washington, the small town we lived in that lay east of Seattle. “This is incredible. You can edit the entire town.”

“I know,” I said. Editing Anael, accomplished after I’d figured out her “password,” had upgraded my phone. No longer did I have three edits a day, but six, plus new features were unlocked in my phone.

I could modify objects previously edited by me or another, and I could change large entities like an entire town. It took more uses, but it was incredible. And with Anael now loyal to me over the Creator, I’d learned the password for Seth’s angel.

I stole his power. I had all his editing abilities now, too. Seth was back to a normal youth. All the things he’d done had been reverted. I had modified a few things, ensuring that some of the things he’d done stayed permanent, such as making me mayor and the creation of all the artificial girls he’d made via my son’s artistic skill.

There were a handful of them in my office, including Rei and Asuka who were polar opposites of each other from hair—one had pale blue and the other fiery red—to personalities. They had helped pleasure my wife. They were Seth’s soldiers, but now they were my family’s servants.

I just couldn’t let their existence be wiped out. They were still people with emotions and memories no matter how they were created.

Responsibility was important. I had even greater powers now. I had to use them with care. I had to think through all my changes. I would make Rainier perfect. I had people to help. To edit. Seth Meyers was one of them. He was used in this game like I was by the Most High. He just wanted his own happiness like I did. Only I was in the way of his.

I could do something for him now, give him a different form of happiness.

My wife slid off the desk, her large breasts swaying. Her auburn hair danced about her shoulders. Her breasts were a little perkier, a slight tweak to enhance her beauty. She slipped onto my lap, her green eyes burning with passion.

“What are you thinking?” she asked me, her breasts rubbing into my chest. “Are you thinking about how to make your kingdom?”

I stared into my wife’s eyes. Kingdom… This heady rush shot through me. Dangerous ideas washed through my mind as my wife pressed her lips against mine.

A kingdom…

I could edit more than just Rainier.

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Sam Davies

I needed to do something about my nerves rippling through me. I knew Seth was out there. He was going to do something against my family. My parents. He was fighting against Daddy for who would win their editing reality contest.

“No more Smash Brothers,” I said, tossing down the Nintendo Switch’s Joy-Cons. “Let’s have another contest.”

James, my brother, glanced at me. We hadn’t played video games together in forever it seemed. After the inauguration party for Daddy to become mayor earlier, James and I headed home. Me with my three best friends, him with his two Anime girls Daddy created for him.

I knew the truth about that. James thought he created the busty Orihime and the petite Ruri.

“What sort of contest?” asked James. He glanced at me, his silver-rimmed glasses perched on his face. He looked like a younger version of Daddy, but dorky. He had dark-brown hair and hazel eyes. Thanks to Orihime and Ruri, his hair was combed and not the bird’s nest it used to be.

“What are you thinking about?” asked Rita, my cute, Black friend. She was sitting beside me and, like me, she was pregnant with my daddy’s child. All three of my friends were pregnant.

“Something naughty knowing Sam,” said Courtney sitting on a chair. Her black hair swayed about her face, her blue eyes bright.

“Yep,” Tammy said. She had brown hair and a round face. She sat on the floor beside Orihime, setting down her own Joy-Con controller. We were enjoying four-player, free-for-all matches in Smash Bros.

“I like naughty,” Orihime said. She was a busty girl with a shade of orange hair that was so bright and garish. Her blue eyes were bright as she looked over her shoulder at me.

“Oh, no,” groaned Ruri. She had light blue hair that verged on purple. She was petite, like me, sitting on the other end of the couch from Rita.

“Yep,” I said, surveying the living room. It was just my three friends, my brother’s two girls, James, and myself. Good thing we had a large living room. I needed to calm my nerves, and I was getting horny, too. “Let’s have a—”

“—pussy eating contest,” I said, just so horny. Today had been so long. Daddy was Mayor now, and it was so boring at the party. I needed to blow off steam with my friends. Playing video games was fun, but I had learned other naughty activities.

“Oh, that’s a wicked idea,” said Zero Suit Samus. She was one of the many girls my brother had created over the last few weeks to serve my family. He’d drawn her into existence like he’d created his two girlfriends. Zero Suit Samus, wearing that blue bodysuit of hers that made the blonde bounty hunter so hot, leaned against the wall.

Other created girls lounged around the edges, ready to serve James, myself, and our guests.

“Pussy eating contest?” whimpered Ruri.

“I’m listening,” James said. My pervy brother had such a naughty glint in his eyes.

“Yep,” I said. “You eat out Orihime while I eat out Rita. First one to make their girl cum wins a real contest.”

“I love this contest!” Orihime moaned. She bounced to her feet. She whirled around and faced us, her large tits heaving in the long shirt she wore. One of my brother’s dress shirts. We’d all changed out of our party wear for more comfortable clothing. She peeled off her shirt, baring her breasts without a hint of modesty.

“Idiots,” Ruri moaned, blushing scarlet.

“You’ll get into the spirit of it,” I said then glanced at Rita. “You up for it. I mean, I could eat Tammy’s pussy.”

“What about my pussy?” Courtney asked. My three friends and I had been lovers before I had the courage to surrender my virginity to Daddy.

“I love eating your pussy,” I said. “Rita’s just the closest to me.”

“Well, can I eat out Tammy’s pussy and join the contest?” Courtney asked.

“Yes,” James said, giving them a hungry look.

“Naughty boy,” Orihime said. She shoved down the panties she wore, exposing her shaved pussy. They fell down to her feet. “You are just so hard to watch some lesbians have fun.”

“Not lesbians,” said Tammy. “We’re bi. We’re all pregnant with your future siblings.”

James blinked at that.

“Yep, Daddy bred us all,” I said as I stood up. I licked my lips and then pulled off my tank top, baring my small breasts. My short, red hair swayed about my face. I didn’t mind if James saw my naked body. He just couldn’t touch me.

Daddy was the only man who could do that.

“Your dad bred us at a slumber party,” said Rita. She pulled off her t-shirt, her round breasts quivering in a striped teal and white bra. It contrasted with her dark-brown skin. The Black girl licked her lips as she undid her bra.

“Swap,” said Orihime, grinning at James. “I want to cuddle up with Ruri as you eat me out.”

“This can’t be happening,” muttered Ruri. “We’re playing dumb video games.”

“Now we’re playing a pussy eating simulator,” I said. “It’s so accurate, girls will really cum.”

Courtney giggled as she knelt before the chair Tammy sat at. She was tugging down our brunette friend’s shorts and panties, exposing her shaved pussy bred by Daddy. I shuddered as I glanced over at James swapping place with Orihime. His busty girl sank down beside Ruri, throwing an arm around the slender girl’s shoulder.

“When are you going to breed your girls?” I asked.

“When I’m ready,” James said. He peeled off his t-shirt. He wasn’t as slender as I thought, but he had nothing on Daddy’s physique. James just lacked that maturity. My brother, at sixteen, was still a boy. He was becoming a man, but he wasn’t there yet.

I pushed my skirt down, revealing my shaved pussy. I didn’t wear panties, but I loved wearing skirts. They were so fun. My twat ached. Juices dribbled down my thighs as the girls got naked. Rita wiggled out of her jeans, her panties matching her bra.

I fell to my knees and grabbed the waistband of her panties. I drew them down and off her hips. I revealed her landing strip of black hair leading to that yummy pussy I was about to feast on. I would devour every last drop of her juices. I would eat her. Lick her. I would devour every bit of her. I would make her explode.

I would beat my brother. I was a girl. I had to be better at eating pussy than he was.

Daddy was good at eating pussy…

I pushed that down. Daddy had experience.

James pressed Orihime’s thighs apart, glancing at me. “You ready to begin.”

“I’m ready,” Orihime said.

“This can’t be happening,” groaned Ruri. “You’re all idiots.”

“Yep,” Courtney said. “Ooh, Tammy, I’m going to love you.”

“Make me cum,” purred Rita, grabbing my hair and pulling me towards her pussy.

“On three!” I shouted. “One, two, THREE!”

I buried my face into Rita’s pussy. Her shaved twat, hot and juicy, felt amazing against my lips. I flicked my tongue through her folds, gathering her spicy juices. My tongue caressed her thick labia, stroking through her petals. I lapped at her cream, feasting on her.

She shuddered as I devoured her pink delight. Her breasts jiggled above me, round and firm. Girls moaned through the living room. They gasped and whimpered. Orihime and Tammy’s pleasure mixed with Rita’s.

We were all eating out pussy with all our passion.

I shoved my hands beneath Rita’s rump, the couch cushion’s fabric rubbing on the back of my hand. I squeezed her rump. I pulled her towards my face. My tongue lapped at her folds. I licked at her. Ate her. I devoured her cunt.

Rita’s legs squeezed around my head. She whimpered, her breasts jiggling as I devoured her. I kneaded her flesh. My tongue caressed through her thick labia, her hot pussy lips rubbing against my mouth. Her spicy juices coated my tongue.

“Oh, James, yes!” gasped Orihime. “Ooh, right there. Just lick me right there!”

“Courtney! Yes, yes, Courtney!” groaned Tammy.

“You naughty slut, Sam!” panted Rita, her face twisting with pleasure. “Ooh, lick me. Feast on me.”

I thrust my tongue deep into Rita’s pussy. I swirled it around inside of her. I teased her, my tongue darting through her folds. I wiggled my tongue through her labia. Her juices soaked my tongue. My cunt clenched. Juices dribbled down my thighs.

My tongue caressed her. I rubbed my nose against her clit. Her spicy musk filled my nose. My fingers kneaded and caressed her rump. Her juices filled my mouth and coated my tongue. She humped against me. She smeared her twat against my face.

“Oh, God, that’s good,” Rita moaned. “Ooh, and what are your fingers up to. You anal slut.”

“You know it!” I moaned. I loved it up the ass. It was my favorite form of sex.

My fingers dipped into her butt-crack as the moans echoed through the living room. I could hear our Anime girl servants murmuring, getting turned on by the fun. Orihime’s big boobs bounced at the corner of my vision. Tammy’s pants echoed from my left.

My fingers found Rita’s asshole. I caressed her puckered sphincter while my tongue flicked up to her clit. I caressed her bud. I sucked on it. I nibbled on her hard nub. She gasped, her asshole clenching against my probing digit.

I pressed it against her.

“Oh, my god, yes!” Rita moaned. “Ooh, make me cum. We’re going to win. Yes, yes, just suck on my clit!”

“James!” gasped Orihime. “Ooh, you know what I love!”

Her moans spurred me on. I had to beat my brother. I would show him my skills.

I thrust a finger into Rita’s asshole. Her anal ring expanded to engulf my velvety depths. She shuddered. Her thighs squeezed around my face. She moaned out in delight, her head tossing back and forth. She humped against me. This wonderful heat that surged through me. I groaned as I feasted on her. I devoured her.

Pussy was always a delicious treat.

I lapped up the cream flowing out of her. I ate her. Feasted upon her twat as I fingered her asshole. My Black friend gasped, her breasts jiggling above me. Her bowels clenched on my digit. I sucked on her clit. She wiggled her hips, grinding her bud against my lips.

My tongue lapped at her flesh. I sucked on that clit hard. Her breasts jiggled as she trembled. She stared down at me and moaned, “Oh, yes, Sam!”

“Give me those pussy juices!” I moaned. “Just shower me.”

I kept nibbling on her little bud. My finger reamed her asshole while my thumb slid across her taint and found the hot folds of her pussy. I thrust my thumb into her twat. I reamed her as I sucked on her clit. Her hot flesh squeezed around me. Her asshole clenched on my digits.

“Oh, god, you’re good!” she moaned. “I… I…”

She was coming close. I thrust my thumb and finger in and out of her two holes. My lips nibbled on her clit. Her body bucked. The couch groaned. Rita looked so hot as I pleasured her pregnant twat. She was like me.

Bred by my daddy.

“James!” squealed Orihime. “Oh, yes, yes, James, I’m cumming!”

“What!” I gasped, ripping my lips from Rita’s twat.

Orihime’s big breasts heaved. Her orange hair danced around her head. She whimpered, her nose twitching. She had her thighs squeezed tight about my brother’s head. She gripped him as the passion appeared to be surging through her body, her face twisted with rapture.

“I’m so close!” Rita moaned, grabbing my hair and shoved my face back into her twat.

She rubbed her hot pussy against my lips. My thumb jammed into her pussy and my finger into her asshole. I latched onto her clit. I sucked hard. Rita gasped. Her two holes convulsed around my digits. Her juices gushed out of me. It spilled over my mouth. That spicy delight.

“James, James, you are the best!” Orihime cheered. “You’re the best pussy eater!”

Competitive fire rippled through me as I sucked on Rita’s clit. She gasped and moaned, cumming hard. I couldn’t believe I lost. I nibbled on her clit as this wild annoyance shot through me, burning out of my juicy cunt.

I ripped my face up, my cunt aching to be touched. That had to wait. “You faked it!”

“What?” Orihime gasped. Her flushed face turned to me. “I never have to fake it with your brother. He’s amazing.”

“Uhh…” Ruri squirmed beside Orihime. “Can we go back to playing Smash Brothers? Your dumb contest is over.”

“Yes, yes, yes!” Tammy moaned in the background, cumming third and not caring from the sound of her gasps.

“Best two out of three!” I said. “Maybe Orihime cums like a firecracker, but Ruri… Ruri can’t get off that fast.”

Ruri groaned.

“Deal,” James said. “Who do you want for round two?”

“Zero Suit Samus!” I said. Those Anime girls my brother drew got off fast. “Get over here and let me eat that pussy!”

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Steve Davies

“I think I’m ready to do the edits,” I said, thinking through what I wanted.

“Mmm, wonderful,” Linda said. She shuddered on me. Then she slipped off and sat on the desk. “I’m ready wh—”

I switched to editing on the app. The world froze now. Only the two angels could move. My wife’s mouth was open in mid-sentence, her hair flying around her head. Anael sauntered around the desk, the petite angel’s purple eyes locked on me, her blonde hair spilling around her face.

“Mmm, what naughty things are you going to do?” she asked, rubbing at her small titties.

“He shall execute carefully considered edits upon his target,” said Jophiel. My new angel had large, soft breasts, her black hair contrasting with her pale skin. She had topaz eyes, orange and brilliant with depths. She didn’t touch herself or even seem to realize she had a lovely body. “Right, my Lord?”

“Of course he will,” Anael said. “Our Lord has learned the dangers of the app. He always considers things. But he also has fun. Mmm, what if you made every woman in Rainier into eighteen-year-old hotties that just wanted to have sex with you. With other women. Other men. Just a wild orgy.”

“And how would anything get done?” asked Jophiel. “How would things like food and basic staples be distributed, let alone the maintenance of the infrastructure. It would absolutely destroy the economy of Rainier if he turned the city into a massive orgy.”

“Rainier has to wait,” I said. I switched the app to Seth Meyers. I wanted him to be happy. He was hung up on my daughter, Becky. But my eldest daughter had always been in love with me. I never edited either of my daughters to love me. Seth had to find someone else.

I wanted him to have a good life.

Seth Meyers

• Physical

• Mental

• Spiritual

From here, I could change everything about a person. From their physical characteristics, to their memories, to their more ethereal qualities. I needed to look at his desires. His wants. What he was attracted to. It was an intimacy that could be found by no one else.

I could get to know a person’s darkest secrets.

I clicked the Spiritual Menu.

Spiritual

• Sexuality

• Faith

• Morality

• Social

Then the Social Sub-Menu.

Social

• Charisma

• Awareness

• Relationships

• Mores

I hit Relationship Sub-Menu. A list appeared, the people at the top the ones he felt the closest to. Becky Davies, unsurprisingly, was at the top. Then came his mother followed by my son, James. They were friends despite the claims that Seth had made. He might believe that he befriended James to get close to Becky, but something real had developed. Next were a few other kids from the Christian college I taught at and Seth attended. Then his father was last. After a few minutes of browsing, I couldn’t ‘find any living girls he had any feelings for.

I glanced at the Anime girls. He had my son create them not just as an army, but as sexual creatures. I had no idea that Seth and James had set up a brothel right here in Rainier, renting out these hundred or so “dream girls” to guys at the college. Did Seth have any that were his favorite like James had Orihime and Ruri?

What did James call them once… Waifu? Something like that.

I switched out of the Relationship Sub-Menu and clicked on the Sexuality Sub-Menu.

Sexuality

• Orientation

• Desires

• Libido

• Taboos

I scrolled down my options, looking for what I needed to fix. I clicked on his Desire Sub-Menu. Here, a list of fantasies appeared.

Unsurprisingly, more than a few involved Becky.

But nestled in there, were the Anime girls that he had a thing for. Two names at the top stood out. Rei and Asuka. I flicked my eyes to the two girls that stood frozen and naked. Petite Rei with her blue hair and red eyes contrasting with curvy Asuka with her fiery hair and blue eyes.

“Two girls…” I said.

“What are you up to, my Lord?” Anael asked. She fell to her knees before me and grabbed my cock. She stroked me then licked up the tip. She was always doing naughty things like that.

“Giving Seth some girlfriends,” I said. “Two women that will make him happy. Give him the motivation to have a positive life.” I looked down at the angel. “Having a family take care of is a great motivation for a guy to excel in life. I’ll make sure I add that in.”

I went back to the Relationship Sub-Menu and added two new relationships at the top of the list.

• Seth Meyers loves Rei as much as he loves Asuka.

• Rei was created for Seth Meyers by his good friend James to be a girlfriend and lover.

• Seth Meyers will be motivated to care for Rei and be a good boyfriend.

• Seth Meyers will only desire Rei and Asuka, not needing more in his life sexually than those two women.

• Seth Meyers is happy that he has Rei in his life as one of his two lovers.

I added the same comments for his new relationship with Asuka. Then I switched to my daughter’s name. I deleted all the references that Seth had to loving and desiring Becky. I replaced them with the following:

• Seth Meyers has realized he only had a crush on Becky Davies after meeting Rei and Asuka.

• Meeting Rei and Asuka have shown Seth Meyers what real love is.

• Seth Meyers will continue to think positively of Becky Davies and continue to be her friend.

I headed over to Seth’s Physical Menu.

Physical Menu

• Skin

• Head

• Torso

• Arms

• Groin

• Legs

• Nervous System

• Illness

I clicked on the Groin Sub-Menu.

Groin

• Penis

• Testes

• Prostate

• Pubic Hair

• Hips

I edited him so he had the physical stamina to satisfy two women. He was young, but two girls could drain a man. I knew that if I didn’t have my artificial stamina, my first night with my daughters would have killed me.

I backed out and opened his Health Sub-Menu. I looked through and tweaked some long-term health problems he’d have in old age, nipping those in the bud. He would have a long and happy life with his women. He deserved that.

I hit the COMPILE button. Two options came up.

YES

or

NO

I clicked YES and the world rippled as the first changes were implemented. Nothing in my office changed yet. I used my next edit on Rei.

I maneuvered through her menu. I went to her Desire Sub-Menu. She already had the desire to please my family. In fact, she got off on it. She just had to have that changed. I edited her to focus that passion on Seth Meyers and Asuka. She would be happy, too. I headed to her Relationship Sub-Menu.

• Rei loves Seth Meyers and Asuka and is happy to be in a polyamorous relationship.

• Rei is motivated to be a good girlfriend and lover to Seth Meyers and Asuka.

• Rei will never have desires for others outside of Seth Meyers and Asuka but will be happy that she has those two people.

Anael sucked the tip of my cock into her mouth. She nursed on it, bobbing with hunger as I worked.

I didn’t feel the need to tweak Rei physical appearance, I had confidence that James created her faithfully to her inspiration, and instead check her health tab. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised that she had no genetic or environmental factors leading to any health problems.

I hit COMPILE and then YES. Reality rippled from me. It washed over Rei and she vanished, replaced by a created girl I didn’t recognize (they were all foreign to me). I imagine if I looked at my wife’s memories of our recent sex, it would be this girl who sucked on her breast and not Rei.

“You’re next,” I groaned to the frozen Asuka, wondering who would take her place.

“This is a very sweet thing you are doing,” Jophiel said, “but how does it serve our long-term goals, my Lord?”

“It doesn’t,” I groaned, savoring Anael’s mouth bobbing up and down my cock. “I just want to do something nice for someone. It makes me feel good.”

“Hmm,” she said. “Not a winning strategy. I am glad you lucked out and found a way to beat Seth so I could serve you and love you, my Lord. I hope you’ll think more about your true goals, though. Altruism has its place, but it should be altruism that strengthens your position.”

“Is that really altruism then?” I asked, Anael’s mouth sucking hard on my cock. She loved me, my balls tightening.

“Is altruism ever really altruism if you perform the good deeds to make yourself feel better? Or is the mere act of creating something good separate from whatever selfish motivation you use to enact it?”

“Hard to think philosophy when I have Anael blowing me,” I groaned, focusing on the phone. I switched to Asuka.

“Yes, I can see how that would be distracting,” Jophiel said. “It is a wonder you manage to win at all, my Lord, given your handicap.”

Anael growled around my cock but didn’t stop loving me. My balls tightened as her fingers played with them. My cum came to a boil as I added the similar changes to Asuka’s menu. I held off my orgasm, focusing on the app while all those good delights rushed through me. Anael’s tongue felt so delicious as they rippled over my cock.

Finished, I hit COMPILE and then YES.

Asuka vanished in a ripple, replaced by a blonde, athletic-looking woman in a skin-tight, blue, futuristic bodysuit that came complete with heels. Who was she?

I didn’t care.

“Anael,” I groaned as my angel’s sucking brought me to the edge. “Damn.”

Pleasure exploded through me. My cum pumped into my naughty angel’s mouth. Anael squealed in delight as she sucked, her purple eyes staring up at me with such hunger. She gulped down my jizz, loving me. I groaned, my heart racing in my chest. My chair creaked as it moved beneath me.

Jophiel watched, her cheeks growing faintly pink. Her large breasts swayed as a shiver ran through her. I smiled at her as the pleasure shot through my body. That wonderful ecstasy slammed into my mind. My reward for doing something good for my enemy.

“Share with Jophiel,” I groaned. “Give her a taste of what you’re enjoying.”

Anael’s purple eyes shone. She ripped her mouth off and, cheeks bulging, whirled around. Jophiel licked her lips. She didn’t back away. I could tell she was obeying my desire. Anael planted her lips on the taller angel, large breasts pillowing against Anael’s small tits. The naughty angel’s tongue darted out, shoving my cum into Jophiel’s mouth.

Her topaz eyes widened.

“First taste of cum?” I asked.

Jophiel could only moan in answer as Anael kissed with such aggression.

I chuckled and turned my attention to Tonya, my daughter’s best friend. I found Tonya lying in bed with her mother and Becky. My eldest daughter was following in my wife’s footsteps of seducing beautiful women. Becky started with her friend and moved on, with some surreptitious edits from me, to seducing professors and her best friend’s mother. It took her a few weeks, but she worked Tonya into accepting incest.

I should have edited that into Tonya to begin with, but I wasn’t nearly as perverted back then as I was now. But I made a few more tweaks to Tonya. I added that she wanted to share other things with Becky, including myself and my wife. I’d fucked all of Sam’s friends and bred them, and I bet Tonya would look cute pregnant.

My sperm always bred a girl. Those tweaks finished, along with double-checking her health status, I changed her before switching to her mother. I added into her that she would want to sleep with Linda and myself. Then, to make sure there were no problems, I edited Tonya’s father. I made sure he wouldn’t be jealous of his wife’s expanded sex life. I would arrange a nice treat for him. Maybe a hot college coed for him and his wife to enjoy.

All my changes done, I closed the app.

Anael and Jophiel vanished in mid-kiss.

“—enever you are to make some changes,” Linda said as she came unpaused.

“It’s done,” I said, smiling. “How would you like to enjoy Tonya sometime?”

My wife laughed, her large breasts jiggling and her auburn hair sweeping about her shoulders. “You dirty pig, I love you!”

I winked at her.

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Becky Davies

“You know,” Tonya said as she lay between me and her mother. After my father’s inauguration party, the three of us had returned to my friend’s home. With her father and brother out on a camping trip, the three of us had the house to ourselves. “I think I’m ready.”

“Ready for what?” I asked, stroking her side up to her small breasts.

“Mmm, yes,” her mother purred. I was so glad my plan worked. It took me a few weeks to guide Tonya into incest. I did it with a lot of naughty roleplay. Pretending to be her mother, getting that idea planted in her head until it had blossomed the night before. I blindfolded her and then had her mother eat. She thought it was all pretend, that it was me just roleplaying as her mother.

It was so hot watching Mrs. Alberts eat her daughter’s virgin pussy.

“I’m ready to be with a guy,” said Tonya. “I know I should wait for marriage, but… Your dad’s such a hunk and…” She bit her lip. “Is that okay? I know he’s married, but your mom’s hot, too.”

“Well,” I said, smiling, “I think that’s okay. I mean, Dad’s my lover, too. He took my virginity and…” I frowned. When was my last period? I’d been having so much fun with my parents, my sister, my professors, Tonya, and Mrs. Alberts I hadn’t been paying attention. Was I a week late? Could I be… “My parents love my sister and me. They would be thrilled to have you in their bed.”

“I shouldn’t be surprised you’re sleeping with your parents,” Mrs. Alberts said. “Naughty girl. No wonder you were into me and Tonya.”

“This is so hot,” my girlfriend moaned. She shuddered and hugged me. She kissed me hard. I was so eager to share her with Daddy. It had been the next thing I planned on working Tonya towards. My father deserved all the delights I could give him.

I wanted to be like Mom, bringing hot women to him to enjoy with me. With her. And Sam. I loved my life.

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James Davies

Zero Suit Samus sauntered towards my sister. Sam had a huge grin on her lips. She always played as Samus in Smash Brothers. My sister licked her lips as—

—Princess Zelda stopped before Sam, already peeling off her white gloves, her pink dress rustling. “I would love to be eaten out by you, Miss Sam.”

“Shame Samus is at Daddy’s office,” Sam said, “but you make a good alt.”

Princess Zelda smiled, beatific and beautiful, her blonde hair spilling about her hair. I’d created her with my pen and artistic skill. I smiled as I glanced at Ruri, dressed in a girlish, green dress with a frilly skirt and puffy sleeves.

“Fine,” she muttered, cheeks blushing. “I’ll play your dumb game and let you eat me out.”

She was tsundere, a Japanese trope where a girl would act mortified of her sexual and romantic attractions when she was secretly excited by it and yearned for it. I loved it. I rubbed at her calves as she pulled off her dress, shifting her rump to work the skirt out from beneath her. Unsurprisingly, she wore no underwear beneath and her hairless pussy, her slit so wonderfully tight, gleamed with her juices.

My loli lover was such a treat to behold.

It took Zelda a few minutes to get out of her more elaborate dress. But soon she was naked, her breasts round and swaying, her pointed ears thrusting out of her blonde hair. She sank down on the couch with all the grace of a princess. Her thighs parted, a fine down of gold adorning her pubic mound.

I did great work.

“Start!” Sam shouted.

My dick throbbed as I leaned down to lick at Ruri’s pussy. I lapped up her folds, tasting her spicy pussy. She gasped and shuddered, her little titties throbbing as I stroked through her heated flesh. Her purple eyes stared down at me. She whimpered and groaned, her passion rippling from her as she gripped my face with her thighs. Her pigtails swayed as she shuddered.

I licked and lapped at her. I feasted on her. Those spicy juices filled my mouth. Her cheeks burned as she squirmed. My tongue darted inside of her cunt, feeling how juicy she was. How ready she was to explode in passion.

I was so eager to give it to her.

“James,” she groaned.

“Oh, yes, Miss Sam,” Zelda groaned, her voice melodic. “Oh, yes, that’s wonderful.”

I smiled as my little sister feasted on Zelda with hunger. Sam was so eager to win. It was a fun enough contest, but my poor dick was aching for an orgasm. Ruri was so wet and juicy. I stared up in her eyes, seeing them glossy with her passion.

I flicked around her clit, making her shudder while the pressure built. There was moaning around the room. Rita, Tammy, and Courtney had formed a daisy chain. Orihime masturbated beside Ruri, staring at us with hunger in her blue eyes. The sexy girls I’d created surrounded us around the room.

“Damn,” I groaned and rose.

“James?” Ruri gasped, then her eyes widened. She gave me the slightest nod of her head, her legs spreading wide, inviting me in.

I guided my cock to her. I shuddered at the hot contact of her juicy pussy against my cock’s tip. Then I thrust into her. I groaned as her flesh engulfed me. That wonderful delight slid up my shaft. I groaned, slipping deeper and deeper into her. Her pussy squeezed around me. This silky grasp that had me shuddering.

My balls smacked into her taint. The couch groaned from the force of my thrust. Her legs locked around my waist. Her arms went around my neck. She clung to me, pressing her small breasts into my chest. My loli lover felt so wonderful in my arms as I held her. As I plunged my cock in and out of her juicy pussy.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I groaned. “Ruri.”

Sam’s head shot up from between Zelda’s thighs. Juices dripped off of them. “You’re cheating, James.”

“You win,” I groaned, too horny to care. I just wanted to cum in my Ruri.

Sam let out this exasperated groan. “That’s not fair! Ooh, fine, it doesn’t matter how they cum. Let’s trib Zelda! I want to feel that furry muff on my snatch! We’ll show my brother!”

“Yes, Miss Sam,” moaned Zelda, her breasts jiggling.

“Idiots!” Ruri moaned, her pussy clenching around my thrusting dick.

My sister slid onto the ground and lay on her side, opening her legs apart. Zelda slipped in after. I watched them as I thrust into Ruri’s wonderful snatch. My sister and the video game character scissored their legs together. Their cunts came closer and closer until Zelda’s golden-furred muff pressed into my sister’s shaved twat.

They humped together.

Moans echoed through the room as I thrust my cock over and over into Ruri’s pussy. I plowed into her, the pressure building and building at the tip of my dick. My balls smacked into her, full of my cum that would spill into her.

Could I breed her? She was on birth control. Both of them were. Should I take them off? It would be hot to breed my two waifus. The two girls that I created to love me. I shuddered, pumping harder, faster.

“Ooh, fuck her,” moaned Orihime, rubbing her pussy, her big boobs bouncing beside me. “Make her cum. Defeat your sister.”

“Not defeating me!” hissed Sam. “Right, Zelda!”

“Oh, yes, Miss Sam,” Zelda moaned. “Ooh, rub your pussy against my cunt. That’s it. That’s so good. Oh, my, that’s incredible. Just like that. Our clits are kissing!”

“Your bush is tickling my twat!” groaned Sam.

“James! James!” Ruri moaned, her fingernails digging into my back.

I stared into her glossy eyes. I slammed into her, holding her. Her small breasts massaged my chest as I plowed into her. My balls spanked into her taint. The loud smacks echoed through the room. They resounded back and forth. They were incredible to hear. I shuddered, my balls tightening.

I would fire so much cum into her. I would spurt my jizz into her.

Sam and Zelda moaned while Ruri whimpered. My loli lover clung to me. Her pussy squeezed around me. So hot and juicy. I buried into her hard and fast. My balls tightened. The pressure at the tip of my cock grew and grew.

I nuzzled my head down. I claimed Ruri’s lips in a kiss. I let her taste her spicy cream on my lips. She moaned, her tongue dancing across my mouth, cleaning up her passion. Her twat squeezed around my cock burying into her depths over and over.

I groaned, slamming hard into her. The couch creaked.

“Come on, Zelda, cum!” hissed Sam. “Just explode on my pussy.

“I’m getting there, Miss Sam! Ooh, yes, I love this. I love serving you.”

My created women were amazing. Whether the two I made to love me or the hundred I made to serve my family, they were all astounding. I thrust so hard into Ruri’s cunt. Her pussy gripped me, bringing me closer and closer to that moment of eruption.

“Cum on James’s cock,” Orihime purred. “Mmm, you have to win. You have to beat his sister.”

Ruri broke the kiss and moaned, “Idiot! I don’t care about that.”

“She just wants to cum on my cock, don’t you?” I moaned, thrusting into her.

Her face went scarlet. “James!” she whimpered. “Don’t ask that.”

“You want to explode on my dick, don’t you?” I groaned, slamming into her.

“Yes, you do,” Orihime said. “Just admit it. I love it when you do.”

“I… I…” Ruri’s pussy squeezed so hard about my thrusting cock. “Oh, I do! I want to… to… Cum!”

Her snatch went wild around my cock.

“Yes, yes, you’re cumming on my dick!” I moaned.

“I am, James!” she gasped.

“No fucking way!” Sam hissed.

“Miss Sam!” squealed Zelda. “Oh, yes, yes do you feel my juices bathing your pussy? Oh, you feel so good against me!”

Grinning, I slammed into Ruri’s pussy and flooded her with my cum. Blast after blast of my jizz spurted into her. She shuddered beneath me, her small breasts rubbing into my chest. She clung to me with such passion as my cum fired into her.

“James, James, you’re filling me up with your jizz!” she moaned. “You’re firing all that naughty spunk into me! Oh, yes, yes, yes!”

“Ruri!” I gasped, my cum boiling out of me, the pleasure slamming into my mind. “You’re my little slut!”

“Don’t say that!” she howled.

“But it’s true!”

“I know!” she gasped, bucking, her pussy writhing so hard around me. Her orgasm seemed to intensify. “But it’s embarrassing!”

I groaned as I collapsed on her, loving the feel of her pussy drawing out all of my cum. My jizz spurted into her a final time. I panted atop her, loving how she trembled beneath me, her pleasure still racing through my body.

“I want a rematch where you’re not cheating!” groaned Sam. “You created those girls to be your personal sluts. They probably cum in a minute.”

“Probably,” I said, not caring. I threw my arm around Orihime, pulling her close. She kissed me, Ruri nuzzling in to join us. I had my two lovers. While playing around with the other girls I created was nice, I didn’t need more than these two women.

I was a lucky guy for creating them.

Ruri broke the kiss and moaned, “Now can we play video games?”

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Steve Davies

Linda sat on my lap and said, “Show me what you did.”

“Sure,” I said. I could have the app open in several modes. One was the browsing mode. I could look at everything, but not make any changes. I could choose to pause time while doing this or let it flow normally. My wife could see the screen.

The angels reappeared. Jophiel was now on my desk getting eaten out by Anael, a look of pleased shock on the bustier angel’s face, her topaz eyes almost glowing. I smiled at that. My wife glanced over and shuddered.

“Well, they’re getting friendly,” she said.

“Anael is… helping me… to be less… stiff…” moaned Jophiel, her eyes wide. “My Lord, I hope… It’s just… I… I…”

“Enjoy yourself,” I told her. “So, here’s what I did to Tonya and—”

A light flares down from the ceiling. It landed before my desk and burst outward. I gasped. My wife shrieked, burying her face in my chest. I blinked against the sudden glare as a man appeared out of the radiance, naked, his hairless chest muscled like Schwarzenegger in the eighties. He had short, black hair and eyes clear and as hard as diamonds. They seemed to flicker with an inner fire.

Both my angels squeaked and gasped in alarm. Anael collapsed to her knees while Jophiel slipped off the desk, prostrating next to my petite angel. The newcomer stared at me with those hard eyes, my heart clenching.

“I am Sandalphon,” the newcomer growled, his voice deep and sonorous, “heed my words, Steve Davies, and tremble, for they are the words of the Most High.”

I swallowed, my stomach liquefying in fear.

To be continued…

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The ladies will be over at various time to get kinky with their master Starting with Sheila, Denise,Juanita,Esperanza and ending with Nina Rogers

Sheila was going to the club for New Years with her husband Bernard , but the activities didnt start til 10pm . So currently she was still at her son/ master’s Rocky’s house totally naked except her leash, collar & 5 inch black spiked heels . On her knees , Sheila was engulfing Rockys ginormous penis like it was a favorite sausage. To her it was . She blew her son with relish and vigor and was envious & disappointed that she had to leave later on . Others would take over. As her head bobbed at a feverish pace Rocky screamed obscenities at her. He called her slut , whore, fuckface, cumbucket and bitch until he unloaded a massive load of jism down her throat which she swallowed appreciatively . To Sheila it was like ice cream , it had become her favorite dessert.
Once Rocky was satisfied , he shoved his fist up mommy’s cunt , as always Sheila was embarrassingly wet and it didn’t take long for the middle aged wench to achieve her first orgasm , the taboo couple were now french kissing as Rocky kept fist fucking Sheila . She reached a second climax .So Rocky stopped , mom he thought had to go to the club and she had to be alert for dads business partners he smirked.
Chapter 1
It was 9pm mom had just left , he had his fun with her , and he would do her again on Jan. 1st. He heard a knock at the door , and he answered & Denise had arrived as scheduled she’d be here for the rest of the night. Bill dropped her off . Wearing an overcoat , his oldest serving sexslave was wearing a french maid outfit and would be his fluffer for the evening . The next visitor wouldn’t arrive til 10 pm so they went into the living room , where he sat on the sofa ,& Dee began licking his asshole as he turned on some porn on the tv. As Rocky wacked off & Denise licked his ass, the middle aged woman on screen fucked herself with a champagne bottle , keeping with the New Years Theme. Rocky grabbed Dee by the hair & now she was choking on his 11inch penis as he forced the married bitch to deep throat his dong . Allowing her to come up for air , Rocky exploded & came all over face covering her face with jism . He decided to text a pic to Bill this would be his New Years gift to see his cumslut wife covered in her masters jism. Fact was Rocky knew that Denise and Bill had at least 200 cumfacial pics of Dee & 10 videos of Dee giving him head & eating his cum.
Chapter 2
It was 10pm, as Rocky opened the door , Juanita led her mom Esperanza by the collar and leash (mom was also wearing 6inch leopard skin spike heels & was naked under her fur coat) . (Juanita was dressed it tight jeans & halter top that read mistress & she wore a short leather jacket over her top

) As Juanita led her mom to the sofa , she hung Esperanza’s fur coat in the closet as Esperanza crossed her legs and awaited her orders from her mistress or master. In the meantime Denise the frenchmaid was in the kitchen preparing drink & snacks for the festivities
Rocky loved the way Esperanza was dressed but thought Juanita was not dressed sexy enough . So he stood up & told her to lick his ass for punishment while he facefucked her mom. As the towns favorite stripper Esperanza deepthroated his cock , her daughter gave him a rimjob . She was okay at rimming thought Rocky , but Cindy or Sheila would have to teach Juanita better tongue work after the New Year Rocky thought. Juanita would need to become more submissive now he thought , now that Cindy was having his baby. ( She was at her grandparents tonight,he had all night to play with his mature sluts. Happy New Year to me Rocky smiled ) Rocky decided to fuck the much shorter Juanita doggy style as she ate her Amazon mom’s cunt . Licking away at Esperanza’s pussy , Juanita’s pussy was soaking wet from the pounding it was receiving from Rocky’s 11incher. Esperanza loved getting her pussy licked most of the time her master had her giving head but being on the receiving end put the long legged wench in ecstasy.
Chapter 3
It was 11pm , Nina had arrived ,she had been visiting her in-laws with her cuckold hubby Ernie, Denise had answered the door covered in facial jism , master had finished fucking her while he watched Juanita and Esperanza 69. Nina licked the jism off of Dee’s face then took off all her clothes but left her 3 inch yellow heels on . Cindy’s mom was always ready , and that’s why she had recently become Rocky’s favorite. Rocky told Esperanza to go grab the lube , upon returning from the bathroom Rocky and Nina started making out as Rocky fingered her asshole. Once she was completely lubed Nina sat on Rocky’s schlong .Riding like a cowgirl she shoved his prick all the way up her ass. While this was going on Denise strap on fucked Juanita up her cunt , doggy style while the very submissive Amazon Esperanza licked her master’s balls and dickshaft as it pounded his mothers in-laws asshole. Screaming in pain & ecstasy Nina Rogers was loving it . She didn’t care that her daughter’s husband was using her as his own personal fuck puppet . As Rocky kept drilling Nina he soon gave her what she so desired an anal cream pie. It wasn’t Nina Rogers first and it sure wouldn’t be her last.

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the teen’s other hole, her ‘G’ spot, diddling herself, her brother blows himself?, does his wrestling nude make him gay?

The next morning when their mother was in the bathroom to take a quick bath, Stuie snuck out nude and back to his own bedroom. He decided to wear the same outfit since Julie had at onetime suggested they would get a couple of loads of laundry done that afternoon. He would change into clean clothes then. At last, no more fights about who could use the washing machine and when. Now that they were on such familiar terms they would use those facilities at the same time. Just like with some girl friends, his jock straps would be spinning and agitating with sports bras and panties. For some reason, that closeness made him feel good inside.

As he dressed, his dick was jumping and swelling with the prospect of a new intimacy with his kid teen sister. But he was determined that this would not interfere with his obligation to help begin the day in household responsibilities. He heard his mother leave the bathroom and he quickly used it and left to trudge to the kitchen to help Julie with breakfast. After the meal, the truck was not very far down the drive when Julie got out of her seat and without saying a word, started to reach for hands full of his baggy clothes and wrench them all off of him. Before she had him completely stripped naked, he began to protest. “Oh please, sister goddess, I am still so tired, let me go back to your bed and we can sleep and cuddle some more before we get it on.”

She cast him a feigned stern look like he was a naughty little boy. “Not for more than an hour you weak human. Now take these clothes off me.”

Once again, in her room, both of them naked, and in her bed, her older brother resumed his soft melodious snoring almost instantly. Her friends at school had complained that fathers and brothers snored as if some aggresive wild animal had broken into the house, growling as if searching for prey. But Stuie snored in pleasing varied notes of low volume whistles. Her mother told her once it was the most beautiful noises she ever heard from a sleeping person. It started when he wasn’t much older than a baby. The pediatrician had given him a clean bill of health for sinuses, throat, bronchials, and ear canals and told the mother there was no need to be concerned unless it got much louder.

She dozed and then would sleep fitfully while he was out like a light the whole time. When she would awaken, as she just learned, more often than not his cock would be at attention even if the rest of him was not. If his dick was limp, it would just take a few caresses for it to swell and strain in full. She would try to shift him so that he was spooning her adjusted so that his big pulsing cock was pressed against her billowing little ass. It felt nice but not nearly so intense as what she wanted.

Finally, at just before noon she went back to the kitchen to make another pot of coffee. She brought back a mug of the steaming hot liquid for him. She awoke him and kissed him softly on the lips. She turned around abruptly and stuck her small but very round ass into his face. She reached back and spread her cheeks so that her little teen pucker was just inches from his eyes. “You see that hole, there? That is the one left your beautiful fat cock has not fucked yet. I want you to do that reeeeeeal soon.”

Her brother smiled and pulled the young teen into his lap, resting his head on her developing titties. He loved her being so horny and demanding about it. He thought this is the way all young boys should be introduced to sex. He propped himself and kissed her on the top of her head. “Let ‘s do this in the shower. I just want to make sure that everything is real slick and wet for the best opportunity for the best fit.”

“You’re the one who has done this before. You call the shots. Even if it hurts at first, I’m just dying to know what it feels like when you are pumping and stroking me back there.”

In the shower, they were like 2 dogs on the tub floor as the warm water cascaded over them. Stuie was limbering her up with the usual soap and fingers act at her little star fish and the rest of girlie-to-woman teen parts. But with one hand he was spreading her little ass crack so that he could push his face and mouth right against it. He was drilling the little bullseye with his tongue tip. She vocalized little approving teen squeals. Occasionally he would move his other hand away from her swollen girl parts to stick a finger or 2 about or into her pucker. He was testing to see how relaxed it was getting. When he finally figured that she was breeching real easy and the muscles there were not impulsively clenching against his digits too hard, he thought she might be ready.

Her ass was away from the spray of the water and he was able to lather up his impatient cock without it washing off right away. In later sessions when she was hot to get her ass fucked in the shower, she would be the one to lather up his cock. But he bent over her frame and said, “this dog has gotten so horny, I need to mount you now.”

“Oh, yes please. I think I am ready now. Mount me and fuck my little doggy ass.” Her little pucker was squirming almost frantically for more and more intense contact. Her labia were hanging down swollen with desire and anticipation. With his knee bent and crouching so as to just line up his cock head with the tiny opening, his strong hips thrust it forward shoving his cock head and another inch of his shaft through her barrier muscle.

The young teen let out a gasp. “God that is so fucking tight. It feels fabulous. Does it hurt you Julie?”

She let out a squeal before answering. “It hurts so great. I am getting used to it. There was a cramp when you first pushed it in. But its gone now. Move it slowly.” But he had the sense she was actually backing into it. “It feels better the deeper you go. Let me have all of it.” He confidenrly crammed it in up to the hilt and for the first time the teen felt the exquisite sensation of hot pulsing man meat slide up to invade into her bowels and beyond. She let out a little gasp and a squeal. It was wonderful to her to be filled and stuck like this in such a compromising way. It was if all a tormentor had to do was make a different sort of move and she would be torn asunder. “Ooooooo you can fuck me now. Please! Please!”

“You little fuck goddess, you’ve got a 2nd tight cunt – a little back door that makes my hard doggy cock feel real great.” He was pumping her slowly with long strokes, his cock head bumping beyond bowels into her not yet adult colon back to her quivering and hence pinching sphincter. He was in a commanding position hovering over her not unlike a wrestling stance, one hand clenching one side of her waist and her hip with a strong controlling grasp.

“Be a bad doggy and fuck my other cunt hard.” He picked up the pace and really slammed her with impact at the end of each forward stroke. She screamed out her little syncoptated squeals louder than he ever noticed before but not so that it seemed to hurt her. He started to stroke more slowly and with less force on the forward stroke. “Oh pleeeeeease don’t stop.” He picked up the pace again as before, this time reaching underneath her to fondle her girlie parts with pressured aggression. She was genuinely screeching with joy, now. “Oh! oooooooo, yes! Don’t stop! yes! oh! oh!”

“You’re bad doggie’s bitch is in heat.”

“Oh! oh! Don’t stop bad doggie!” But her legs were opening instinctively to give her pursuer more venue to her hungering sex organs. In the throes of his passions, the experienced brother still feared she may slip and he would fall on her and hurt her. He pulled her back astride him, both of them on their sides on the tub floor and more than just a little cramped for the lack of surface space, her upper leg propped by one his hands, porking her little back door at such a frantic pace she was discombobulated by all the stabs of extreme sensation, but it felt sensational to have her small young girl shit hole reamed and torn apart in the commotion. If he ever let up, she would be almost panicked by the diminishment of activity. “Oh! Oh! Oh pleeeeease dooon’t stop!”

But the cauldron of heated stimulation growing in all of the athlete’s lower torso was reaching its point of explosion. The pace of squishy tight friction on a healthy sex organ would have its inevitable consequence. By now, Julie was on top and riding her over-stimulated partner at a pace of near desperation, squealing and shrieking. “Oh bitch goddess, I can’t, . . . , I am going to, . . . . ., I am cumming.” He had grabbed her, impaling her as deep as he could and stopping her movement so that he could shoot squirts of his heated load as far up into her visceral guts as he could push into her. Julie savored every spurt, wiggled her ass to snuggle the softening guy meat that still installed itself in her, and relished the sensation of the liquid silk that sluiced from her hole once her brother’s organ went completely limp and slipped out.

“Oh bro, you’re such a beast of a dog. With that bang bang cock you got, you know how to work out all a girl’s holes. Now my girl cunt needs a workout.”

“Later Julie! You know how eager Mom is to have us finish looking over the workers’ quarters. We’ve got to finish washing and get on with it.” Still lounging on the floor of the tub together with the water from the shower head rushing down on them, the teen nestled her head in the crook of his arm.

In less than 30 minutes they finished washing each other in the shower, toweling off, dressing, and starting into the kitchen to make lunch. But Julie did an about face and walked briskly back to the bathroom. She returned to the kitchen about 10 minutes later with a vaguely sheepish expression on her pixie face “Ah, you may not want to go back in there for about another hour or so. Now I know what people mean when they talk about ‘fuck the shit out of you.’”

Her brother responded with his boyish devilish grin. “You took a nice healthy dump, huh? Glad to be of service.”

“Oh my first 2 periods, I could not do a good shit if my life depended on it.”

“You were constipated.”

“Yeah, but I just now learned what I could do about it if that ever happened again.” She patted the youth on his arm. “Yup! my brother could sort out that problem for me, alright.” Her brother cut a long noisy fart. “You pig! I should have saved a ripe one for you before I went to the bathroom.”

After lunch, walking on the way to the sleeping and living quarters, their discussions about their new founded intimacy continued. “Stuie, all this great fucking does not seem to have any effect on the awesome feelings in my ‘G’ spot.”

“Julie sweets, there are positions for that. We will try one tomorrow.” Another improvement in working outdoors deriving from the new closeness between the cross-gendered siblings was that the brother no longer felt the need to wander off to be more discreet for a decorum of peeing. It would be no different than if he were on a camping trip with men and boys. One day later that summer, Julie coaxed him so she could see just how far he can pee. He told her he could do better with a full bladder. For years prior to then, she repeatedly informed her brother she was glad she was female. In the act of relieving one’s bladder however, guys definitely had the advantage.

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The next morning, they eagerly showered thoroughly but expeditiously, Stuie observing once again his kid sister grope her diaphragm into her. After drying off, they pursued Stuie’s idea of gathering sofa cushions and pillows to place in a defined order on a dried and clean bathroom floor. The idea was to elevate the pair, so their supine activity could be reflected in the full length mirror on the bathroom door. Extra pillows were provided on either side of the comfy necks so that their backs and heads would be propped some. The idea was that Julie would be able to witness all the motions and movements of fucking in the mirror. Her brother’s back would be facing the mirror.

First they stood facing their reflection, after some open mouth kissing, the older youth stood behind his sister, his front warmly pressed to the young teen’s backside, his arms wrapped around so that he could paw and fondle all the young girl charms visible to both of them, with special focus on budding titties with their very hard nipples, and the swelling girl parts between her legs. When her moans and squeals signaled that she was ready, he seated her with her legs spread open, seated himself opposite her with his legs spread facing her front. He coaxed and encouraged her to move closer to him so that the backs of her knees and the lower ends of her thighs open in a ‘V’ were resting on the upper ends of his thighs practically up to his waist. His straining cock flinched a bounce triggered by its owner’s sight of her swollen, red, open lips, glistening with her teen syrup.

With 2 fingers from his right hand he bent the spring of the rigid root so that his cock could be manipulated forward to target her juicy teen hole. The young sister deduced the situation and pulled open her labia to stretch open the boundary of the hole to make the desired target even more available. With fingers of her other hand, she snatched the end of his cock so that it was pressured against the little entrance. It didn’t take much of a double thrust of his hips for Stuie to be tunneling inside his young sister up to at least an inch of his shaft. Reveling in the stretched and full feeling in the front, she slid forward to take more inches of him into her. He would pull back and then thrust his cock forward again. Immersed in the rhythm of delicious feelings, the teen suddenly realized she was not getting those usual hot sensations with what she thought was contact with her ‘G’ spot.

She shifted back without having her brother withdraw and held him at his hips to unspokenly direct his movements. Leaning forward, she had him slide himself to stroke forward by just a few inches, as if he were picking himself up off his seat just slightly. He did that twice. Bullseye! “Ooooo that feels so amazing. Fuck me like that.” The youth tried to retain just that position for rapid fucking. The teen was full of her squeaky squeals now. He had reached to fiddle her bulbous love button, but she pushed his hand aside to attend to it herself. The brother deliberately did not want to spend too much time to stroke into her into ejaculation, so he knew some ways to twist himself against her tight little convulsing fuck tunnel that sent electric heat to the root of his cock and trigger those dense hot spasms through all his own sex parts, feeling the warm spooge erupt through the male dilated canal to clash with his sister’s own assortment of fecund sauces and syrups. She had almost been screeching and her spread out legs on top of her own had been jumping around. He could not tell when her orgasm had started or just when it would completely end or if she had more than one.

They snuggled briefly and then set about cleaning each other off. But he did not want to disassemble their little love nest just yet. “Julie, now that we have the advantage of the full length mirror, I want you to show me and youself how you get yourself off.”

She gave her brother a big hug. “Thank God my brother is a dirty dog. What a cool idea. I guess I was always afraid Mom or you would walk in on me for me to try such a thing before.”

“I think I need to buy a mirror like that for your bedroom door. You could watch yourself then whether standing, seated, or lying back on your bed. Just like this morning, you could watch our reflection as we fuck, suck, or fool around.”

“I’ve got the best bro ever. He could come into my room whenever he wants when I am changing or reading one of those dirty magazines he gave me and he could watch himself jack off.”

The youth snickered and laughed his pleasing mirthful laugh. “That would be fun, but this morning is for you.” The young girl, still naked, quickly fingered herself to a deep climax thanks to the added stimulation of watching her own facial responses to the hot sensations of young girl pleasure. The most satisfying was to see the bright eyes of her brother glued to the mirror, evidently enchanted by all the manipulations of erotic female self manipulations.

When she settled down from her orgasm, the nude pair kissed lightly. “That was so hot sis. I hope you are varying your technique. No 2 girls are alike, but you ought to try many experiments. Let me take your hands and suggest another approach.”

He took her right hand brought it to her just developing little love hole and arranged it so she could see her first 2 fingers would be poking herself there. With her left, he placed it so that one or more fingers would be fondling her blooming clit, its hood, or the immediate surface thereabouts. “You see while you are working both those hot little parts at the same time, your other fingers could be tickling your lips, your soft graze, the little button your pee hole ends, the other flesh near the end of your hole. The back fingers from your right hand could even be running down your crotch and near your little bung hole. Whatever suits you at the time.”

“Ooooooo that feels so amazing.”

“Rachel used to get herself off that way lying on her back with her two legs practically climbing the wall that her bed was set up against in her dorm room. It was so hot to watch her doing that, I would practically climb the walls myself. I was always obedient and thoughtful, though. She would cum so hard, she would want me to cover her mouth so that other people on the dorm floor could not hear her moans and groans.”

As the young teen tried that technique, soon she resorted to just one hand with 2 fingers all about her enlivened parts. She was nearly breathless after climaxing again. “I am just too worn out for anymore of that today.”

“I know sis. I just think the happiest girls are the ones who practice so many different ways to play their own instrument.”

“Play their own instrument? How about guys who blow their own horns?”

“Oh, I haven’t tried that in a while.” His kid sister’s eyes suddenly widened and brightened. He wanted to dissuade her on this matter right away but could not stop himself from blushing deeply. “I can’t believe I just told you that. Julie, it doesn’t work. There is no point in trying to do that now.”

“Oh pleeeeeease show me that, whether it works or not.” She was jumping up and down in excitement and whining just as she had when she was a little girl.

“Maybe one day. There are no promises.”

“Oooooooh, I think that would be just about the best day of my life if you let me look at you trying to doing that. Why did you decide to try and blow yourself?”

“Julie, horny guys will try to do just about anything to get themselves off. We have cocks that can be made to cum and we have mouths with tongues that can lick and suck. Naturally we try to see if the 2 can meet. Very few guys can. I can’t. Now let’s clean up in here.”

As they cleaned and straightened the bathroom, and later dressed in clothes in the parlor they had laid out for themselves, the athletic youth noticed his kid sister cast curious looks his way. “Alright, we agreed I should never be embarrassed. What else did you wnat to know about me, Julie?”

The teens eyes wandered and she could only look him directly in the eye for brief seconds. “Well, it’s a couple of things that have to do with each other, I guess. You are a wrestler and I don’t mean those goofy guys on TV. In school, we learned that ancient men, especially in Greece, wrestled in public nude. But many of even the Greek married men had gay sex all the time.”

“Let me make this easy for you. First, you want to know if I have ever wrestled in the nude? Then you also want to know if I have ever taken on a gay lover or just enjoyed casual gay sex especially with any of the guys on my team?”

“Well something like that.”

“Julie, 1st nude wrestling now is sort of a fetish for some gay men, but not really str8 guys. But in answer to your question, I am going to tell you a story I have never told anyone else since most of what has happened to us over the last week is going to be strictly confidential.”

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“For a time, Anita’s best friend at school was a girl named Therese. They roomed for less than a year. She was the girlfriend of a team mate of mine named Julio. When Therese had her birthday in our sophomore year, she asked Julio for the gift of a performance. She wanted us to discreetly wrestle in the nude for a match that would only be witnessed between her and Anita. We agreed to a few ground rules of strict confidence.”

Stuie paused to try and get his chronology right. “There is something you need to know about Julio before I continue on. I don’t know about girls in their locker rooms and noticing each others tits and all, but str8 guys cannot help but notice that each others packages do not vary in size all that much. Yeah, we see some guys are small like little boys, but what really stands out are the guys who are hung much better than the average. Julio is so much more horse hung more than the rest of the team. We used to tease him that Therese would have to be taken to the hospital. Julio would be charged with assault and battery of a cervix. Of course, Julio would take the ribbing as some sort of a compliment.

Well, the night of Therese’s birthday, they had arranged the room so that all the furniture was moved to one side of the room and we guys would have 1/2 the floor space to compete. We kind of got into it with music and did our cute little strip teases before the event. The girls clapped and hooted. When we were both naked Therese paid me thoughtful compliments, but I could see Anita’s eyes were trained with obvious interest on Julio’s swaggering dangler. Well as we listed for the initial headlocks, I noticed out of the corner of my eye that Therese was sneaking out a digital camera.”

Julie could see that her brother was upset with the recollection. “Well I immediately pulled away, pointing at the camera, reached for my jeans and my hooded sweat shirt to cover myself. Anita saw it before Therese could sneak it away and called her roommate a bitch. Her whole expression changed completely. The other 2 tried to laugh it off, claiming the pictures were only souvenirs for the 2 of them. I reminded them it was against the agreement and they laughed it off as sort of a ‘busted’ situation. Therese said we could relax and ordered Julio to get beers from the little fridge in the room. I started to relax and both of us guys naked in the room tried to coax the girls out of their clothes with a strip tease. Well, it turned out to be all tease and no strip.

Then, the girls started to clap and yelled, ‘do it! do it! showtime!’”

Stuie looked directly at his sister. “Well they wanted us to do what I did for you last week, not knowing the context, just I did not see you until it ended. The three of them had it all planned out. I did not know until the plan was to take place. Well I picked up my clothes and started to put some on. They protested. Well I told them THAT was not part of the agreement as well. They said ok, no showtime. The girls teasingly undressed what few clothes were on me and we continued to drink and party. Pretty soon after, the door opens and a pretty big crowd enters the room.

Well you know me, I don’t mind being social when naked, but I was still yelling out, ‘no cameras or phone cameras.’ Everyone laughed and said ‘no cameras.’ Well I started to relax again especially when all the girls there would come up to hug me and Julio. Someone did get a picture of me with a beer, wearing some stretched super loose tied necktie some dude had slung around my neck, and nothing else with some girls hanging off my shoulders. Of course my bare package is well centered in the picture.

Well of course, the picture was texted to many of the cell phones of people on campus, and then some. Everyone, both guys, gals, and even some faculty were nice and jovial about it. Remarks were like ‘wish I had been at the party. Love a guy who knows how to enjoy himself.’ I would tell people I was busted at what was supposed to be a small birthday party for my girl.”

This was not a casual recollection for Stuie. “I had meant to print out a copy of the picture and give it to you this summer. This fall, I will send you one. But what is important Julie, is that I was lucky. If it had been pictures of me wrestling nude with Julio, or worse a picture of Julio jacking off with me naked to one side, it would not have been nice. It would have ruined my college life and ended my education. . . . . . You have to be so careful.”

“And you are, Stuie. I trust you but people can be such assholes.”

“Don’t forget that. . . . But at any rate, let me tell you how the gay thing enters into this. I had a huge fight with Anita because I knew she wanted this as a pretext to see Julio nude, hard, and jacking off. Therese had been bragging and the 2 conspired in a way that she could verify all her roomie’s claims for herself. If I were there and participating, there would be nothing I could say.

After Anita and I broke up, I realized that there was more involved. Julio was always very friendly and jocular with me, talking about different girls. I was friendly but did not seek him out because we did not seem to have much in common outside of the team. I now realize he and Therese were very attracted to me and wanted to seek me out for sex. No doubt Julio, hung as he is, is what is in gay parlance called a ‘top’. He does the fucking. The fucked man is the ‘bottom’. They wanted my bottom so Julio could fuck me with his humongous horse cock, even if I am too sensitive there.”

The youth actually smiled at his kid sister, snickered, and winked. She smiled and hugged him again. “You are so sweet to tell me this story.”

“Just like yourself Julie, girls and women of all ages are becoming very curious about gay sex. I know girls at the schools are trying to encourage their boyfriends to experiment with it. I know one team mate who has done just that to please more than one girl friend he has had, and I have suspected one or two others. Therese was Anita’s lesbian lover on the side which was just fine with me. We even had 3-way phone sex one time. I never even suggested that they give me a show. I now realize that they would only be giving me a show, if me and Julio first had shown them how much of his beast cock I would submit to have nailed up my butt into my guts. I now realize this was Anita’s aim. It had become an important part of how we were going to relate and when it did not materialize, that is when things started to fall apart for us. Anita and I are still friends. I don’t know if her boyfriend now puts out for guys, Therese and Julio are no longer enrolled. I don’t know what happened to them.”

Stuie was frowning now. “I don’t know if you are old enough to really understand this. Of course I need girls for sex. Sexist as this may sound, I get so horny and I need them for physical satisfactions very urgently and passionately. But I really fall for these girls. I love them so much, more than they could ever realize. When I am dumped as Anita did me, it hurts in my chest so bad I wonder if I can survive. After Cheryl, that is the way I felt at the end of this semester. I was freaking and I was not sure I was up to taking my exams physically and emotionally. Cheryl realized I was in crisis.” Tears started to come to his eyes. “Even though we both knew it was the end, she rented a motel room and we studied together and would have sex after we both took our exams at the end of the day. She was so sweet, we would just hold each other.”

The youth looked his sister directly in the eye with all earnest seriousness. “What all this leads up to is that if Anita had been more subtle and sensitive about wanting me to experience sex with other guys, I honestly cannot say what could have happened. I honestly don’t know. I know Cheryl would have been very happy if I had said to her one day that I had enjoyed casual sex with another man. She would have wanted me to pursue it further. I cannot say for sure that there will never be a day when I have some kind of sex with a man.”

Julie was in tears now. “Stuie!”

“What is it kid?”

“If you ever have sex with a man or even make him your lover, I will always love you just as you are.”

“I know that Julie sweets. But even if I tried to take on a man as my exclusive lover and partner in physical intimacy, I would come to miss women so much, I would just go crazy.”

“Well maybe a gay man could teach you that thing I want you to show me. But if not, and even if you are never able to make yourself cum when you show me that, I will still love you just as you are.”

Stuie threw back his head in his mirthful laughter that Julie and their mother loves so. “Thank you, sis. No promises on that show.”

In the next chapter, will Julie get to see her brother suck himself?

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Mother and daughter enjoy the chauffeur

DRIVEN TO SEX
One Friday evening last summer, my fifteen year old daughter Lisa was with me in the pub waiting for her step father to come and pick me up. Steve works for a large car hire company and often manages to borrow a flash car for the weekend. Imagine our delight when we saw a shiny limousine pulled up outside the pub, complete with Steve in a chauffeur’s cap.
I was in a hurry for Lisa to leave now, so I could go off with Steve, but he had other ideas.
‘Come on girls, it’s time to go for a ride.’ Steve said.
Holding open the back door of the Limo, he told us both to get in. I was very excited and a bit worried as Steve drove us to the roof level of the main multi-story car park. He had often told me how much he fancied Lisa and I’m pretty sure it was jealousy alone that made me hold him off. At this time on a Friday evening the car park was nearly deserted and Steve parked the limo and quickly joined us in the spacious back. I wanted to let Lisa know who Steve belonged to, so I grabbed him and began to kiss him passionately. I offered no resistance as Steve unbuttoned the front of my dress and massaged my tits. In fact I felt an additional thrill at the thought that my young daughter was watching my lewd behaviour.
‘Mummy!’ Lisa said, blushing furiously. ‘Wouldn’t you like me to take a walk and leave you two in peace?’
‘Don’t leave sweetie,’ I said, ‘There’s something I want to show you.’
I pushed my tongue deeply into Steve’s mouth and squeezed the bulge in the front of his trousers. I saw out of the corner of my eye the shocked expression on Lisa’s face as Steve sucked and licked my nipples and pushed my dress up around my waist.
Then with a wicked grin in Lisa’s direction, I slowly unbuttoned Steve’s trousers and pulled down the zip. Lisa gasped at the sight of the erect, throbbing penis in my hand. It was over eight inches and so thick that my fingers did not fully curl round it.
‘What do you think of this sweetie?’ I asked lewdly.
‘Oh mummy! This is wicked,’ she said without taking her eyes off Steve’s throbbing cock.
‘You can touch it if want,’ said Steve. I nodded to her that it was okay.
Slowly and very hesitantly, Lisa slid to her knees and reached for the rampant cock. Then she took a deep breath and summoning up her courage and leaning forward she took the bulbous head into her mouth. Steve and I watched as Lisa slid her mouth down over the pulsing shaft and he groaned in ecstasy as her fingers cupped his balls and gently kneaded them. Then I joined Lisa on my knees and pushed my face into Steve’s groin, breathing in the erotic musk aroma. Lisa’s wet red lips slid slowly up and down, seeming reluctant to release the hard phallus until I tapped her on the shoulder, like someone at an excuse me dance.
‘My turn darling,’ I said.
As she reluctantly released Steve’s cock I slipped my mouth over it, feeling it twitch and jerk against my tongue. I slid my right hand up the back of Lisa’s skirt and squeezed her tight young buttocks. She flinched but didn’t resist, so I eased my fingers under the moist material of her panties and touched her pussy.
‘Mum! What are you doing?’ Then I pulled back and nodded to Lisa, indicating that she should mount Steve. She needed no second invitation. I helped her to slip out of her panties, and pulling her skirt up round her hips, she straddled Steve’s thighs while I positioned the bulging cock in readiness for her to slide onto it. I could see every detail of my little girl’s open cunt as it pouted in anticipation. I moved the head of Steve’s penis backwards and forwards along the wet, gaping hole, teasing the prominent clitoris that stood out hard and proud. Then the shaft was slowly consumed by Lisa’s hot, wet slit. She released a deep groan as she impaled herself. Steve was sucking first one nipple and then the other causing Lisa’s firm teats to grow large and red. Then she lifted up slowly, before sinking down once more with another loud moan. Lisa’s pink inner cunt-lips clasped around the base of Steve’s thick cock and her anus was pouting at me as Steve’s hands spread her buttocks. Leaning forward I flicked my tongue across the puckered hole, causing Lisa to gasp in delight. I licked again, and then again more rapidly, to the sound of her grateful moans and groans I licked and sucked furiously. My tongue probed my daughter’s tight arsehole before tracing its way around her wet cunt-lips that held Steve’s throbbing cock. This in turn led me down to Steve’s bulging scrotum. I licked and sucked his hard balls while my nose was pushing into Lisa’s anus. As I pulled back to get my breath, Lisa began to move rhythmically up and down on Steve’s rampant prick. Although I was feeling very randy, I also began to feel quite jealous. Lisa seemed to sense this and lifted herself off Steve and as I looked at his thick pulsing cock waiting for me, the jealousy quickly vanished and I climbed on to him and impaled myself. As I moved up and down, waves of hot pleasure shuddered through my aching cunt and Lisa was forgotten until I felt her fingers working underneath me. She found my aching clitoris and I squealed in ecstasy as my hard nubbin was gently strummed. Then the fingertips of Lisa’s other hand were stroking up and down in the cleft between my buttocks, raking across my pouting arsehole. Then I gave a moan of delight as she pushed her finger gently into the tight orifice. ‘Oh yes sweetie. Push it in!’ I groaned, as the finger was withdrawn and plunged back in.
Suddenly Lisa cried out. ‘Oh no! Look!’
Looking round I saw what they were looking at. Two young boys were standing a few feet from the limousine. They both had their cocks out and were furiously wanking as they watched me sliding up and down on Steve’s prick.
‘It’s okay girls,’ said Steve, ‘It’s only my little brother with one of his friends.’
‘Steve we must stop,’ I said.
‘Don’t be a spoilsport darling,’ Steve said thrusting up into me.
I couldn’t believe I was doing this, with the two boys watching but as I moved up and down on Steve’s cock, my lust had taken me over. It was clear that Lisa also wished to be part of the exhibition as she had spread herself on the rear-facing seat. Her legs were as wide apart as she could stretch them and she reached into her handbag and produced a silver vibrator. Soon she was moving the tip of the vibrator around her clitoris in small circles. I was mesmerised by the sight of Lisa’s wet, gaping cunt and I lifted myself off Steve and knelt between her legs. I gave one quick, nervous smile over my shoulder at the two boys, who were now right next to the car, before opening my mouth and clamping it over Lisa’s juicy crack. Then Steve was on his knees behind me sliding his cock into my dripping snatch. He began to fuck me with firm regular thrusts, as my mouth and tongue raked across Lisa’s swollen clitoris. Out of the corner of my eye I saw that the two boys were still watching and wanking. Then Steve got back onto the rear seat with Lisa straddling him and she sank onto his cock. I took the vibrator from Lisa and was about to slip it into my pussy but she said she had a better idea. ‘In my bottom mummy. Please! Stick it up my bum.’ She rode on Steve’s cock and her anus was pouting at me invitingly. So I pressed the pointed tip against the wrinkled hole and as she pushed her hips down, the first inch of the vibrator slipped easily inside. She moaned with each downward thrust as more of the silver tube was forced into her tight hole. I flicked the switch and as it began to buzz and vibrate I worked it round in small tight circles. Lisa howled with lust as she bounced up and down. ‘Yes mummy do it! Fuck me please.’ Her howling cries of ecstasy reverberated around the car’s interior and her body shook as she was consumed by a powerful and prolonged orgasm. I could also see that the two boys outside the car were wanking with increasing speed; the ecstatic expression on their faces told me that they too were close to coming. First one of the boys squirted a thick stream of spunk in our direction. Then his mate did the same and his prick shot out great jets of spunk that splattered against the car window.
When Lisa finally recovered and lifted herself off Steve, I was pleased to see that he was still fully erect. I lost no time in taking my daughter’s place and while Steve sucked my nipples and massaged my tits, I began to move on him in a steady rhythm. A series of exquisite spasms radiated from deep within the core of my pussy and then I felt a delightful sensation around my anal ring as Lisa skilfully applied the vibrator. I urged her to shove it up my arse as orgasmic spasms began to shudder through me. The gurgling groan that escaped from Steve, together with the powerful throbbing of his prick inside my cunt, warned that he too was about to come. Every element of my being was screaming with blissful pleasure as he squirted his hot juice into me and our simultaneous orgasms rocked us. As I slowly came down from my fantastic orgasmic high I could feel Lisa lapping up the spunk that was trickling out of my crack.
Steve pressed the button on the door and the window slid down. ‘Don’t go yet,’ he said to the two boys. ‘Get in here, there’s plenty of room. I’m sure these two randy ladies will soon get you hard again.’
The two boys didn’t need to be asked twice, and soon we began round two!

To be continued…

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Laura, a lesbian, has been blackmailed into a life of degradation and hypnotic conditioning to turn her into a submissive slut. Along the way she has contributed to the enslavement of other girls, including her conservative co-worker Katy…

Chapter 35
BITCH STORIES – KATY

Katy had been kicked out of her home when Alistair made her confess to her very Christian parents that she was both pregnant and a lesbian. Since then she had moved into his place, under his degrading conditions – at his house, she was not allowed to wear clothes, stand upright, or make any sound other than a cow-like “mooo”. At nights, she worked as a prostitute at the Pretty Titty alongside Alistair’s other fuckpets.

She may have been kicked out of home, but Alistair didn’t intend that to be the end of Katy’s humiliation in her old life. He specifically required that she attend her old church every Sunday, along with the other girls she had raped and blackmailed at his command, Paige, Elle, Rachael and Victoria. They were to dress in the same virginal Sunday dresses they had worn back when they thought they were normal girls, but without panties, of course. They were required to masturbate to the edge of orgasm before attending, and three of the five girls each week were given a vibrator which they were to keep buzzing in their twats throughout the service. All of them were given two litres of water to drink before attending and allowed nowhere near a toilet, partly to keep them self-conscious and in distress throughout the service, and partly to let them feel the humiliation, if they were unlucky, of wetting themselves in church surrounded by all their former friends and family.

The girls were lesbians now, for the purposes of their public interactions. Elle and Rachael attended as a couple, pretty girls holding hands, and they were instructed to exchange a long, passionate, sexual kiss in public before and after the service. Katy, visibly pregnant, her belly large and her tits beginning to swell with milk, was given the honour of having *two* girlfriends – Paige and Victoria – and the three girls were required to show off their lesbian affection for each other before entering the service, entwining tongues and nuzzling each other’s necks outside the church as scandalised parishioners watched.

All the girls could hear the whispers of those around them as they took their seats in the church – “sluts” – “harlots” – “whores”. It made them blush. With their cunts wet and their bladders full they didn’t feel like normal girls. They felt like dirty tramps. They wanted to hide, but they weren’t allowed to.

The girls would sit and listen to the sermon. This was where it was a blessing to be one of those chosen to have a vibrator, because the girls who did not were required to keep themselves dripping wet through the whole sermon. If they couldn’t think slutty enough thoughts to keep their cunts moist, then they had to surreptiously work their hands under their skirts and stroke their needy little clits without anyone noticing.

If they were unlucky, they would orgasm in public. desperately trying to stay silent and not shake as waves of pleasured shot out from their cunt. If they were very unlucky, they would wet themselves, flooding their seat with urine and feeling it pool on the floor around their feet. If they were *very* unlucky, they would wet themseleves and *then* cum, orgasming hard amongst the people who had once respected them while sitting in a pool of their own piss. It happened to all of the girls eventually, and they knew that they had surely forsaken their immortal souls because they were too weak to ignore the commands they had been given and the needy pulse of their cunts.

When Alistair heard their stories back at home and saw how devastating their slutty behaviour in church was for them, he had enormous fun taking their perceived blasphemy even further. He made the girls piss on Bibles, fuck themselves with crucifixes, and look at pictures of Jesus while he brought them to screaming slutty orgasms. Each new degradation further separated them from the “nice, good girls” they had thought they were and pushed them further into identifying as the rape-bitches he wanted them to be.

He had them seduce the parish priest, of course. That was a no brainer. The girls needed the experience of having the man they had once looked to for moral guidance rape them in front of the altar. And he succumbed to that temptation, of course – when the five girls waited until after the sermon and then approached him, undressing, baring their tits, pressing up against him, there was only so long he could resist. He had been fantasising about these girls when they were pure and virginal, and once they had become sluts and started kissing each other outside church they had been in his dreams every night. Once they offered themselves to him, he couldn’t say no.

He fucked each of the girls right there by the pulpit, sometimes cumming in their mouth, sometimes in their cunt, sometimes in their ass. He watched in delight as they would lick the cum from each other’s bodies. When they begged him to hit them, hurt them, drive the sluttiness from their bodies (as Alistair had told them to) he agreed without hesitation, and after that a good portion of each Sunday was spent with the girls having their breasts and pussies lashed with the priest’s strong leather belt while they cried and whimpered. And of course, when he discovered they were wetting themselves on his pews, he was quick to have them clean up their mess with their tongues.

The amount the girls were bringing in from prostitution by this stage was really quite substantial, and it was enough for Alistair to schedule a program of upgrades for the girls. One by one they each went into hospital, and one by one they each came out with beautiful fake F-cup tits straining against their old innocent dresses. Katy’s were the most expensive, as it was much harder to do without hurting the baby – and much more painful for Katy – but they managed it, and soon Katy had milk leaking from giant balloon-like whore tits. No effort had been made to make the breasts look natural – they were clearly boobs that were intended for pornography. The girls knew no-one would ever look at them again without assuming they had specifically chosen these breasts in order to increase the sexual pleasure of men.

Once Katy’s milk had come in, Alistair made sure that Katy was being milked more or less around the clock, even when she was dry. The more milk Katy expressed, the more she would produce, the bigger her tits would grow, the more they would be painfully full, and the more reliant Katy would be on being milked to relieve that pressure and pain. She wasn’t allowed to milk herself, of course – she always had to have someone else help her.

Alistair reserved for himself the pleasure of tugging hard on her tits each morning and night, enjoying her squeals of pain as he milked her into a bucket like a cow. The rest of the day, he had two of the other girls suck on Katy’s raw over-sensitive nipples, knowing that they would receive this treatment themselves when Alistair eventually got them pregnant. How Katy slept depended on how well she sucked Alistair’s cock before bed – if she did well, she was allowed to have an automated breast pump sucking painfully at her boobs all night. If she did poorly, he just left her all night, so that by the morning she was in awful pain, her tits full of milk, mooing desperately (for that was the only noise she was allowed to make at home) in the hopes of someone mercifully milking her.

If her mooing woke up Alistair, though, he had an extra punishment for her – rather than milking her with his hands, he would milk her with his belt, giving her thirty hard lashes of leather across the top of her agonisingly sensitive swollen tits, milk squirting from her nipples on each hit, and then wrapping the belt brutally tight around the base of each tit and pulling downwards, working her breast like a tube of toothpaste.

She would be in such agony by the end of this process that she didn’t know what she was saying, and would happily agree to thank him for the pain, to drink his morning piss, and even beg for another twenty lashes of the belt across her stupid cunt.

The other girls were terrified by this treatment of Katy, so Alistair made a point of making them watch and masturbate each day as he did this to the little Christian slut, making them complicit in her torture, so they would remember orgasming as he hurt their friend, so they would associate her pain and abuse with their sexual arousal.

He almost ejaculated on the spot the day that pure, innocent Paige approached him on a morning where Katy’s mooing had been particularly loud, and asked him if she could hurt Katy instead today. He conceded, and watched with delight as the beautiful blonde enthusiastically whipped Katy’s fuckmelons with the belt, squeezed them while Katy moaned, and then visibly orgasmed when Katy finally burst into degraded tears. He congratulated Paige and told her what a good slut she was, and smirked as part of her visibly beamed with pride despite herself. Then he pissed into Katy’s mouth, made her hold it rather than swallow, and had the two girls kiss, passing the piss back and forth in their mouth as they masturbated until both girls had orgasmed.

(To be continued…)

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The Logans are back at their home when Mr. Logan has his own ghostly encounter. Later on Ashley’s new friend come over as they go off into the woods and began to discover their true feelings.

A Ghostly Haunting
Chapter Six
by Simon Fear

Mrs. Logan and her daughter Ashley slumped on the fold out bed/couch after Mr. Logan had brought them home. They were very tired as they had not gotten much sleep. As soon as they had lain down they had fallen asleep so Mr. Logan decided to look around the house himself. Every light was on as the officer that night had not turned them off. He first started in the kitchen and looked around. Mrs. Logan’s towel was laying right in the middle of the floor where the Detective had said the police had found it. He looked at it, but could not find a torn spot in from where a nail had snagged it. Maybe something else had snagged it then. He then checked the two light fixtures in the kitchen. There were three bulbs in each fixture and all were shining brightly. There might be a short in the wiring itself to cause all six bulbs not to work. He then checked the bathroom. The floor was not wet, but even if there had been urine on it, it would have dried up, however it would have left a smell and there was none. That was the strangest part about it. How could his wife continued to pee for almost 30 minutes. That would have to be several gallons. He wasn’t sure how much a bladder could hold, but he knew it would not be enough to pee for 30 minutes straight with no stopping.

He then checked throughout the rest of the house. When he was up in his room, he noticed that his closet door was open, and the blue box that had his wife’s sex toys in it was empty. The detective had made sure to get them. “Probably wind up fucking herself with them the bitch,” he muttered. He turned off the light and then went back downstairs. He looked at his wife and daughter sleeping so soundly. There was no way his wife would such a thing. They both loved their daughter dearly and wanted to protect her. That was why they had moved out here. “A lot of good that did. Ashley almost got raped anyway, and right in our own home.” He then heard the crunch of gravel as several vehicles pulled into his drive. He looked out the window and the workers who were setting up their pool. Then he thought of something, “What if one of those guys did it, what if one had stayed behind knowing there were only women here. I bet one of them got inside and waited. Hell you can shut a door when it’s locked. There aren’t any deadbolts on the doors. Well that will change.” He walked outside and met the foreman, “Mr. Anders.” The man looked up from his charts, “Ah Mr. Logan good morning, I didn’t think you would here today. You had told you were leaving the city sometime this evening.” Mr. Logan nodded, “That was the plan, but someone broke in my home and gave my wife and daughter a scare.” Mr. Anders looked shock, “Oh dear are they ok?” Mr. Logan thought it best to leave the rape part out, “They are fine now, but very asleep, they didn’t get much last night, so I was wondering if maybe we could postpone today, and you guys come back tomorrow, let these gentleman have a day off. I will stay pay as if you guys had been here working.” Mr. Anders nodded, “Quite understandable. Sure we can do that. I bet the guy would like to have a day off anyway.” Mr. Anders then folded up his charts and told everyone to take the day off. When they had all left, Mr. Logan went back in and got the card of the Sergeant number and called him. He explained his thought on the working guys. The Sgt. agreed and said he would look into the records of all of them.” Mr. Logan then hung up and decided to get in the shower.

Up in his room he stripped naked. Mr. Logan was had a slight build, he regularly worked out in the gym to keep up his shape. He didn’t want to be buff, but at least remain attractive to his wife. She was a beautiful woman when in her late teens, when he met, and even more beautiful today. She kept her figure small and petite. Even though she was only 40 she still looked like she was in her late 20’s. Thinking of her naked body, and her firm c-cup tits, got him horny, and he felt his dick begin to harden. Mr. Logan was not small by any means. When limped his penis was at least 4 inches, and when hardned he was at 10 1/2 inches long and three inches thick. He knew because his wife had measured it. He reached down with his hand and stroked his dick for a minute. He hadn’t had sex for about a week, because of the move, so he was usually jacking off. But going without sex for a length of time was unusual. He and his wife usually had sex at least once a day sometimes 3 times a day. He knew that a lot of married people after 20 years didn’t have much of a sex life. He and his wife never let their sex life die down. That was why they had bought the sex toys a few years back. Whenever he was fucking her he would take one of her dildos and slide into her ass, or if he was fucking her ass, he would slide into her pussy. This always drove wild. And whenever he was spent he would kiss and fondle her, and use her toys on her, and give her a few more orgasm, before they were both exhausted. Sometimes she would perform for him, sitting on their bed, spread open, and fucking herself with a dildo while he sat back and watched, stroking his own dick. Once they had even gone so far as to let her fuck him the ass with one of her dildos. Once was enough. While she might like in the ass, he did not, but she had wanted to try something new.

He took his hand off his dick and jumped in the shower. He liked his water steaming hot. He lathered his body, and his dick, and then feeling the slickness of his soapy dick he began stroking it again. “MMMMM, baby, I sure wish you were in here right now.” He rinsed off, then began shampooing his hair when he heard the bathroom door open. He looked the steamy glass and saw the blurred form of his naked wife. “Just in time honey, I was hoping you would wake up. He began washing the shampoo out of his hair, having to close his eyes. He heard his wife get in the shower with him, then to his wonder he felt her begin to rub his dick. With soap still in his face he couldn’t open his so he just leaned back against the shower wall as his wife continued jack off his dick, sometime massaging the tip with her thumb. “MMMM baby, that feel real nice.” His wife then let go of his dick and he heard her moving in the shower then next thing he felt was her mouth going over his hard member. “Ahhhhh fuck yes, baby ohh you were always good at giving head.” He put his hand on her head as she continued to suck on, taking his member as deep into her throat as possible. “OOOOhhhh shit honey, if you keep that up I’m gonna be cumming in your mouth.” He slid his fingers into her wet hair as she kept sucking on him. Mr. Logan could feel his orgasm building. “OHHHhh God that feels soooo gooood. I’m almost there” His wife shove his dick as far as would go into her throat sliding her tongue all around it. “UGGghhhh fuck ohhhh shit I’mm cumming baby, ugggghhhhhh!” Mr. Logan’s dick pulse and throbbed as his jizz shot out and into his wife’s throat. “UUgghhhhh fuck baby ooooohhhh fuck yeesssss.” He held her head as close as he dared to with out suffacating her, as his balls drained themselves. Finally spent he withdrew his dick from his wife’s mouth. “AAhhh God baby that was awesome. What brought this on?”

When she didn’t he started washing the shampoo out of his hair when he felt bare ass pressed up against his still hardened dick. He felt his dick slip up between her wet ass cheeks. She felt very cold. “No wonder you jumped in here with baby, your cold as ice.” She started moving her ass up and down causing his dick to slide between her ass cheeks. “MMMM baby you still want more I see. So is it pussy or ass this time?” He felt her hand grasped his dick and place it at her pussy, the head of dick slipping between the folds of her pussy lips. “MMMMM pussy I see, my favorite.” Grasping her ass cheeks with his hands he slowly pulled her ass into him, causing his dick to slide into her moist pussy. Shocking her inside was cold too. “God baby you must freezing. Well this ought to warm you up.” With that he started to slowly thrust his cock in and out of pussy. He could hear the slurping noises cause by his dick going into her pussy. She was very tight. “Damn baby, no sex for a week, and you feel as tight as the day when we first had sex.” He head went under the stream of water again ands he held it there as his wife continued to thrust her ass back and forth over his dick. “MMMMM shit baby, this is so hot. Been a while since we had shower sex.” The tightness of his wife’s pussy was bring him close to another orgasm quickly.

When he finally got the soap out of his faces her open his to stare at his wife beautiful pale ass. Because she was red head her skin had always been pale with a pinkish tint. Same as his youngest daughter Ashley whom he had seen in swimsuits. The steam made her skin seem just a little bit paler. With the heavy steam in the shower his vision was blurry also, but her ass bent over looked sexy as hell. She also looked a little bit smaller but he took it for the steam. Then using his thumb he slowly pressed it against her exposed anus and putting a little pressure down his thumb slipped in as she relaxed her sphincter muscles. He heard her squeal a little bit and then moan. He started thrusting harder, pounding her pussy as his balls slapped her skin. She met his thrust pushing back, and moaning louder she reach back with her hand feeling his thighs as he slid his thumb deeper into ass. She moaned out and then her body trembled as he felt her orgasm hit, her pussy muscle’s clamping around his dick. This threw him overboard as he squeezed his eye, he began shooting his thick white load into her pussy, “UUGGgghhh fuck baby, yeesssss I’mm cummmming, ugghhhhhh fuck yessss.” His wife’s body spasmed as her orgasm continued to flow, her slight moan filling the shower, he thrust hard one last squeezing the last drop of his jizz into her pussy.

Finally spent he leaned back and felt his dick slide out of his wife’s pussy. “Wiping the water out his eyes he reach to touch his wife, “Damn baby that was sexy…” He couldn’t feel her. He open his eyes and saw…only steam from the hot water. He slid open the shower door and looked into the bathroom. She wasn’t in here. He hadn’t heard the shower door open up nor the bathroom door. Where had she gone. He turned off the water and stepped out wrapping a towel around his mid section. The bathroom was also steamy, but he could tell she wasn’t in there. He open the door into his room, “Lisa babe, are you out here?” No one there. He looked back into the bathroom. Only his towel was missing from the stack of towels on the shelf. Did she just out butt naked. It was pretty chilly in his room too. “Ahh”, he thought, “She’s is playing hide and seek with me.” He walked to the closet and threw open the door. Nothing there but clothes. He then walked around to the other side of the bed. Nope she wasn’t crouch down there either. His office. He open his bedroom and peared out, no one on the landing. Good, he quickly slipped down the hallway to his office and walked in. She wasn’t in sight. Look in this closet. Nothing but boxes. Behind the desk, nope, under it nope. Where did she go. Perplexed he walked back into his room and pulled on his boxers then his kahki pants. Then slipping on a pair of socks and a maroom t-shirt he walked out and went down the flight of stairs.

When he got to the second landing he went to his daughter’s room, no one there. Her bathroom door stood wide open and he couldn’t anyone in there either. He walked down to the second bedroom and opened that door. Just boxes and Ashley’s desk and the spare bed. He then walked down the rest of the stair and into the entry room. Then going into the hallway he peered into the kitchen. Nope. He walked on further down the hall and looked into the living room. There she was, still dressed as she had been, curled up next to their daughter sleeping. “Ah she’s playing with me. She must have left her clothes on the stairs and quickly got dressed and ran back down here.” He walked and sat down beside his beautiful wife. Reaching out with his hand her stroked her hair then stopped. Her hair was bone dry. It should still be wet. There was no way for it to dry that fast. Suddenly a fear came over as her looked over his daughter. Surely not her, she would not do that, yet she did look a lot like her mom, and she was smaller in build. He reached out and touched her hair. Dry. So it wasn’t her. Then who the hell did he just have sex with. The touch of her dad’s hand on her head roused Ashley. She peered up through blurry eyes, “Oh hey daddy, what time is it?” Mr. Logan looked at his watch. “It’s a quarter to noon sweety. Are you rested?” She sat up which roused her mom. Ashley yawned then looked around. “So what’s for lunch?” Mrs. Logan let out a laugh, “You know your father can’t cook baby. He can barely make a sandwich for himself. That’s why he needs me.” Mr. Logan pinched his wife’s ass making her squeal. “Ohh what did you do that for?” she said laughing. Mr. Logan laughed, “I know I can’t cook, but you needn’t say that in front of our daughter. I’m supposed to be superman who can do anything.”

Ashley laughed hitting her dad with a pillow, “I’ve known you couldn’t cook for several years now, when you burnt that fried chicken.” Mrs. Logan got up, “Well since superman can do anything except cook, I guess I had better make us something, I am starving.” Mr. Logan tried hitting his wife with the pillow his daughter had thrown at him, but his wife ducked and he got hit with another pillow from his daughter. Ashley ran out of the room laughing and screaming as he threw the pillow back at her, then laughed himself. Looking at his wife he smiled, “It sure is good to have our fun daughter back. I’ve missed her.” Mrs. Logan smiled, “Me too, you should have been here last night, we had so fun…” Her face clouded over as the memory of the horrible events came back, and she started crying. Mr. Logan pulled his wife into his arms, “There, there baby, its over and it won’t happen again. I’m getting the best alarm system put in, and some outside camera’a installed. I’m also going to have a locksmith come out and install some dead bolts and change the old locks out.” Mrs. Logan gulped, “I know honey, but I was so hoping it was just a dream, a nightmare, then it all came back and I knew it had happened. That pervert tried raping our baby.” Mr. Logan rocked his wife, “We’ll protect her sweety, it won’t happen again.” Mrs. Logan looked up, “I love you, you know that.” Mr. Logan smiled, “I know baby, I love you too.” Then they began kissing until they heard Ashley, “EEWWW don’t do that in here, get a room.” Laughing Mrs. Logan tossed a pillow at her daughter, “We’re married we can kiss wherever we want.” With that she began kissing her husband until a pillow hit both of them, then Ashley ran out laughing as her parents threw pillows back at her.

It was nearing 1:30 PM when a knock came on the front door. Mrs. Logan walked answered it. “Well hello Vicky, come on in.” Mrs. Logan stepped out the way to let Vicky walked in. Mrs. Logan could not help but stare at the young that had just walked in. She was wearing a red bikini top, one that almost covered her tits, except for a little roundness of skin showing at the sides, and a pair of cut off jean short, not nearly as short as Ashley’s but short enough and a pair of sneakers. Her long straight black shimered in the sun light, and blew easily in the window. Her stomach was smooth and tight and even though her skin was fair, she had a slight tan. She was also wearing a pair of shades, which when she removed her sparkling blue eyes shown. Mrs. Logan had no problem admiring this striking young teen as it was not her daughter. Oh if only she were young again. Mrs. Logan shut the door and escorted Vicky into the kitchen. “Thanks Mrs. L. Wow I really love what you guys have done with the place in such short time. It’s so lively, takes the gloom out of the old place.” Mrs. Logan and pulled a chair out for Vicky, “Thank you so much, we still have a lot work to do though to make it feel more like home. It’s so big considering what we did have in the city.” Vicky sat down as Mrs. Logan went to the fridge, “Would you like something to drink, we have coke, Mt. Dew, Dr. Pepper, milk or tee.” Vicky looked over, “Dr. Pepper if its alright, that’s my favorite.” Mrs. Logan bent over to grab a can, “That’s Ashley’s favorite too.” Vicky could not help but stare at Mrs. Logan’s firm ass through her kahki shorts. Ashley deffinatly got her sexy from her mom. Mrs. Logan grabbed a glass and put some ice in it, and then handed it to Vicky, “Sorry I should have asked if you wanted ice, I’m so use to Ashley drinking it like that, want take it straight from the can.” Mrs. Logan sat down across from Vicky. Vicky smiled opening the can and poured the soda into her glass, “Same with me, I think it’s too strong straight out.”

Mrs. Logan smiled, “You two girls are so much alike. Ashley is lucky to have you for a friend.” Vicky smiled, with a slight blush, “I think I’m the lucky one, she is so sweet and friendly. I believe she will fit in at school.” Mrs. Logan took a sip from her Mt. Dew, “So what brings you by here?” Vicky sat her glass down, “I finally got some free time and thought I would come over to check on you guys. I was so worried when Daddy told me the news about what happened last night.” Mrs. Logan’s face pained a little bit, but then she relaxed. Vicky noticed it, “I’m so sorry Mrs. Logan, I can’t even begin to realize what this must had done to you or Ashley.” Mrs. Logan smiled, “It’s ok, it will take some time but we will manage. To think we moved out here to get away from that possibility, and here it almost happened.” Mrs. Logan looked away, “How did your dad know about it so quickly?” Vicky took another sip, “He has a scanner in his truck, office and at home. Almost everyone in town does. When something big happens almost everyone know about that very day. And if they don‘t have one, they will hear about the next day from those who do.” Mrs. Logan looked at Vicky, “Does things like this happen often in this small town?” Vicky paused, “Do you mean rapes?” Mrs. Logan nodded. Vicky looked down, “Very rarely, almost everyone here knows each other, so they keep an eye on each other. But there are those few times, and usually it happens right here on this property.”

Mrs. Logan looked thoughtful, “Tell me something and please be honest, what do you think is the cause for our home being such dreadful blemish on this town.” Vicky looked Mrs. Logan in the eye, “You will think me a silly little girl if I told you my belief.” Mrs. Logan leaned across the table and took Vicky‘s hands into her own, “No I won‘t, I just need to know what I should prepare against if this should happen again.” Vicky looked up, “I will tell you, there are two theories as to why all these things happen here. One is that there is guy who lives out in the woods somewhere deep, and preys on the women who move into this house, specially young girls like myself or Ashley. But that doesn‘t add up because these thing have been going on for almost 200 years. There are old newspapers in the town library full of reports from this place. So unless this guy has passed down his heritage of preying on girls to his siblings then that can‘t be the case. The other is, well a ghost, of the man who built this house. Most of the townspeople believe in the later, and so do I.” Mrs. Logan looked into the teen‘s eyes, but saw no deceit from them, “I was afraid you were going to say that. I would have rather it had been a man, someone I could fight if he broke in again. How do you fight a ghost?” Mrs. Logan leaned back and looked away. “I don‘t believe in ghost, not yet anyway, but I feel I am the verge of believing.” She looked back at Vicky, “Forgive, I have been unloading a mother’s worry on you.” Mrs. Logan got up, “Ashley is out back with her dad looking over the pool if you want to join them, I need to finish these dishes.” Mrs. Logan began washing a plate when she felt a hand on hers, she looked over and saw Vicky staring at her, then Vicky took the plate and began rinsing it, putting it in the drain rack. “It’s no problem Mrs. L. If you ever need someone to just talk to, I’m here. My mom left me when I was just 5, so it has been just me and dad. I wish I could have had a mom to worry about me. Ashley is very lucky to have you.” Mrs. Logan stared at Vicky, this young girl, hardly any older than her daughter yet so mature. Mrs. didn’t realize what she was doing till she had embraced Vicky hugging her tightly. Vicky surprised by this sudden movement realized she enjoyed being hugged by a mom, and returned the hug. Then when they broke, Vicky continued to help Mrs. Logan finish the dishes.

A short while late Mrs. Logan and Vicky walked out the backdoor where Mr. Logan and Ashley were. Both had baseball glove and were tossing a ball back and forth. Ashley saw Vicky and waved running over to her. “Hey Vicky I was hoping to see you again.” Vicky smiled, “I just couldn’t stay away.” Mrs. Logan had her arms folded across her chest staring her husband. Mr. Logan seeing began looking around acting like he didn’t noticed. “I thought you guys were just coming out to check on the pool, and here I am washing dishes, and I come out and your playing catch, and didn’t even invite me.” She tried to sound, but a smile was forming on her lips. Mr. Logan looked sheepish, “Couldn’t resist hun, found one of our boxes out here with our glove, just had to tossed a few.” He threw the ball at Ashley who caught easily. Vicky looked empressed, “I didn’t know you could catch.” Ashley smiled tossing the ball back to her dad, “I play softball.” I’m actually a pitcher. I prefer to pitch over but in softball got to pitch underhanded.” Mr. Logan placed the glove and ball down and walked up to his. “Are we ready to go?” Ashley looked at her dad, “Ahh dad, do we have to, I don’t really want to go into town today.” Mr. Logan looked at his watch, “I know sweety, but we have to buy groceries if we want dinner tonight, and I’m not leaving you here by yourself.” Ashley looked like she about to object when Vicky spoke up, “I can stay with her Mr. L. I don’t have anything to do for the rest of the day and daddy knows I’m here.” Mr. Logan turned to his, “Well I don’t know…” Mrs. Logan pinched his arm, “Ow” Mrs. Logan then whispered something into his ear. When she was finished he looked back at the girls, “Alright your mom has talked me into letting you stay here, but do leave the property, and if something happens locked yourselves in the house and call 911 and then us.” Ashley ran to her dad and hugged him, “Thank you daddy.”

Mr. and Mrs. Logan got into their Expedition and drove out of the driveway and then started down the street. Ashley then looked back at Vicky, “So what do you want to do?” Vicky smiled, how bout we go swimming.” Ashley looked at her pool and then back at Vicky, how it’s not finished yet.” Vicky pinched Ashley’s ass, no silly don’t you remember what my dad told your parents. There is nice swimming hole out in the woods.” Ashley smiled, “Kewl let me go my suit.” Vicky grabbed her arm, “You won’t need it.” With that Vicky took off running into the woods. Ashley laughing took after her. Vicky knew the woods well and knew which trails to take. The swim hole wasn’t far off, just downhill. Once they reached the edge of the bank the girls stopped to catch their breath. Ashley looked around. The pool was fairly large, taking up a whole acre, and was clear. Plus it was completely surrounded by trees. Vicky walked over to Ashley. They both looked each other in the eyes, both of them full of lust. Vicky leaned in first and began kissing Ashley. Ashley wrapped her arms around Vicky as they continued kissing. Vicky lowered her hands down Ashley stomach till they were on the hem of Ashley jeans. She then unbuttoned and then unzipped them pushing them down Ashley’s leg. Ashley lifted her feet out and was now standing in just her t-shirt and panties. Vicky then began to rub Ashley’s ass through her panties squeezing them and pulling her hips close into her, as they still kissed.

Vicky then slid her hands into Ashley’s panties and pushed them down. Ashley kicked those off without breaking their kiss. Vicky then slid her hands up inside Ashley shirt and under her bra, carressing her tits. Ashley moaned. Vicky continued to rub Ashley’s tits for few moment then grabbing the bottom of her shirt lifted it up. They finally had to break their kiss so Vicky could pulled Ashley’s shirt off. Vicky then snapped unsnapped Ashley bra, letting her b-cup tits free. They were firm and pointy, her pink nipples hard. Vicky stepped back and looked Ashley up and down. Fucking sexy she thought. Ashley had not yet grown any pubic hair, so her smooth pussy lips were on full display. Her slit was at least 2 inches long in front, and there was a deep pinkish tint to her nether lips, and very moist. Ashley fidgeted a little wondering if Vicky found something unattractive about her body. She hoped not. Vicky smiled seeing the uneasiness in Ashley, “Baby you are so sexy, I want you so badly.” Ashley blushed and whispered, “I want you too.”

Vicky beamed at this, thrilled to know she had won Ashley over. She stepped back into Ashley and kissed her sliding her tongue into Ashley mouth. Then taking Ashley’s hands she moved them around behind her back and placed her hands on the draw string of Vicky bikini top. Ashley knew what to do as she untied it and removed the bikini top from Vicky’s tits. Her c-cup tits were beautiful. Full and firm and very rounded. Ashley moved her hands down to Vicky’s tits and began caressing them. Vicky looked down at Ashley’s hands and smiled, then she slid her hand down Ashley side and rested it on her ass. Ashley then trailed her finger down Vicky’s firm stomach to her shorts and unzipped them sliding them down along with her bikini bottoms. Both girls were now completely naked, their tits pressing against each other as their hands roamed each other bodies. Moans escaped from their lips as they kissed and licked each necks and ears. They were in heaven as far as they were concerned. When Ashley fingers brushed against Vicky’s smooth pussy lips she looked into her friend’s eyes, then whispered, “May I?” Vicky nodded her head. Ashley slowly began kissing her way down Vicky’s chest, licking each tit and nipples, then trailed her tongue down her abdoman. Coming to her belly button, Ashley slid her tongue into it, kissing it and sucking on it, making Vicky squeal out. “Ohhhh God yess, Ashley.” Ashley licked Vicky’s belly button and little longer then trailed down further with her tongue. Vicky’s skin tasted so good to her. When Ashley’s tongue came to right above Vicky’s slit, she trailed off to the side then down around the side of Vicky’s nether lips. Vicky moaned out. Ashley could smell the sweet scent coming from Vicky’s damped pussy, and she loved it. She then kissed down into Vicky’s inner thigh and then back up moving around her nether lips till she reach Vicky’s other thigh, then kissed down it. When came back up she stopped right at Vicky’s pussy. Ashley pulled back just a little to get a clear look at her friends pussy. It was so smooth and moist, very beautiful. Vicky’s clit extended past the folds of her lips and Ashley blew air across it making Vicky’s body tremble.

Ashley then slid her tongue out, and just barely moving forward touch her clit with the tip of her tongue. Vicky shivered, not from cold but from excitement. Ashley then flicked her clit several time making Vicky moan out. “Ohhhh your such a tease, Damn are sure you never done this with a girl before.” Ashley looked up, “Never with a girl. I have done it with a guy’s penis before, and I know what I like to be done to me.” Vicky smiled running her hands through Ashley’s hair. Ashley moved back in, running her tongue between Vicky’s slit, tasting her juices on her tongue. Damn she was sweet. Ashley loved the taste of her friend. Ashley then slid her tongue into Vicky’s pussy feeling her hotness wrap around her tongue. Vicky squealed out. Moving her hands around behind Vicky’s ass she slid her finger between Vicky’s cheeks and like Vicky had done to her, Ashley pressed her forefinger against Vicky’s anus, making her tremble. Ashley continued tongue fucking Vicky as she put more pressure against her anus. Vicky slowly began to grind her hips against Ashley’s face, as she started sucking on her clit. “Uggghhh, oooohhhhh fuck yeesssss baby, oooohhhhhhhh.” Ashley put a little more pressure against Vicky’s anus, when suddenly Vicky relaxed her sphincter muscles and Ashley’s finger slid into her hot tight hole. Vicky squealed loudly, jumping slightly. “OOHhhhh shit that feels so goood.” Ashley slowly pushed her finger further into Vicky’s ass, as she sucked hungrily on her clit. Vicky’s body began to tremble, “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, ooohhhhhh don’t stop, ugghhhhh ohhhh shit I’mmmm gonna cum. The trembling grew, as Vicky’s orgasm got right on edge. Ashley quickly move her free in front of Vicky, and then slid two fingers into her sopping wet pussy, as she sucked hard on Vicky’s clit. Vicky screamed out as her orgasm exploded, “I’MMMM CUMMMMMINNGGGG, AAHHHHHHHHH, UUGGHHHHHHH, OHHHHHH FUCK YESS UGGGHHHHHH.” Vicky’s locked around around Ashley’s face as her body spasmed. Vicky’s knees gave out, and as she lost her footing, she fell back. Ashley grabbed a hold of Vicky but was dragged down with her as they fell into the water. Ashley opened her eyes under the water, and saw that Vicky was having trouble swimming as she was still cumming, clutching her pussy with her hands. Ashley swam to her and grabbing her arms, pulled her up till both their heads popped up out the water. Vicky wrapped her arms around Ashley’s neck as Ashley fought to keep them above water, while Vicky’s orgasm continued to rack her body, all the while, Vicky moaning and groaning. Ashley managed to keep them afloat while Vicky’s orgasm subsided. When Vicky’s body gave it’s last shuddered she lowered her head onto Ashley’s shoulder breathing hard. Vicky whispered in her ear, “Thank you so much.” Ashley held onto her for a few more minutes, treading the water till Vicky finally got strength back. Vicky finally started treading the water for herself, relieving Ashley of the strain. Their faces close together they looked into each other’s eyes, passion filled in both set. Vicky finally broke the silence, “Can I keep you?” Ashley felt so happy as she nodded her head. They both embraced kissing each other.

Off in the distance someone watched them. Someone had watched them go into the woods, and had followed. Witnessed the whole event. Detective Lawrence looked though her binoculars at the two girls. A conspiracy she thought. Real Estate Agent’s daughter, and victim together, lovers it seemed like. So that was how this mystry was coming together she thought. This is how they keep the ghostly legend of the Selmer House alive. Real Estate Agents lure families into the home, then somehow earn their trust, in this case, using the daughter. Why hadn’t she thought of it before. The doors being locked, from the inside, knowing where to go in the house, and how to stay out of sight. The Real Estate companies would lure families in, earn their trust, and then start scaring the familie by slowly molesting the women in the family. They have keys, they can get in easily. Then scare the family with ghostly encounter, they move out and the Real Estate re-sales the property. So it was all about money. Money through property sales. Mrs. Logan was indeed innocent. She was just a victim as well as her daughter. Detective Lawrence moved away as she made her way back out of the woods. What she didn’t realized was that someone else had been the two girls and now had eyes on her. As Detective Lawrence walked away, she was unaware that she was being followed.

To Be Continued……………

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just wanted to say thank u for the good comments, sorry that i posted 4 copies of the same my computer crashed and posted 4… oh well whats done is done. hope you enjoy, but just to say the next few are leading up to a big part so it may have less action.

“I knew it!” She laughed. “You totally want me.”
I was so embarrassed, probably flushing several shades of red at once. I started to make a break for
the door.

“Hold it!” She grabbed my arm and spun me around to face her. Locking her arms around my waist
she pulled me close to her while she stayed kneeling on the bed. “That doesn’t mean I don’t want you
too. We’re just fooling around. Don’t take it so serious. Now, why don’t you lie down next to me and
take a walk down memory lane?”

I stayed quiet, still a little embarrassed. She grabbed the hem of her top and pulled it off over her
head. She lay back on the bed and spread her legs. She wasn’t wearing anything under her shorts.
Her fingers pushed the fabric in the middle over to the side and she rubbed her pussy.
“I showed you mine; let’s see yours.”
I took off my top and reached to the back to unclasp my bra. I couldn’t believe I was going to go
through with this. I hadn’t done anything like this since college. It was exciting though. I slid the bra of
my arms and unbound my tits.

“Look at you,” Lex leered, “I love the big ones. So much more fun to play with.” She was still rubbing
her pussy through her shorts. She reached with her foot and ran her toes up the inside of my leg. She
stopped with her big toes on the fly of my jeans. “Now get these off. I wanna see how wet I’ve gotten
you.”

As I undid the button and pulled at the zipper I wished I had put on lacey panties this morning. I
turned my back to her and bent over, removing my jeans; and revealing the cotton thong underneath.
“You can keep that on for now, if you want. Your ass looks great in it.” I turned around as she tossed
her shorts across the room. Lying completely naked on the bed, she rolled onto her stomach and
started picking through her box of dildos. “Sit down,” she said. “You’re making me nervous standing
there like that.”

I hadn’t been paying attention to the TV, but while we were talking the video of her taking a massive
cumshot had finished and a new one had started. The guy wasn’t visible in this one, but you could
hear him talking to her. She was lying naked on a bed, much like she was now, with a large black
dildo. She rubbed it on her pussy then brought it up to her mouth and licked it. He was telling her how
sexy she was and how much she made him want to cum.
I leaned back against the head of the bed and spread my legs. I squeezed my tit with one hand while

I rubbed the lips of my pussy with the other. Lex spun around and scooted up next to me. She rested
the back of her head on my shoulder and slid one of her dildos inside her.
“Ooohhh” she let out. “Sorry, I’m so rude,” she let out between gasps. She reached down to her box
and handed me an egg-style vibrator. “You should like this one.” She grunted as she slid the smooth,
black cock in and out. “It’s kinda like the one you have. You can just hold it, oh yes!” She stopped and
caught her breath for a minute. “Up to your clit. Or if you’re felling wild, you can slide the whole thing
inside.”

I felt a little strange using her vibrators, but I was too horny to slow down now. I pressed it to the
outside of my pussy and tried to make sense of the dial on it. It had a couple different settings; I
started working my way through all of them.
The first several were just progressively faster speeds. Then they started to pulse to different
rhythms; combining speeds and intensities. I rubbed it over my slit and then back up to my clit,
making that circuit several times as I passed through each setting.
“Put it inside,” Lex whimpered as she continued to fuck the dildo she had chosen.

“Okay.” I slid it inside of me as I started the cycles over again. I used my fingers to push it deeper
and then pulled it farther out by the cord. Again, I pressed it deep inside myself and brought it back
toward the surface.
I looked over at Lex; she was staring intently at the video of her masturbating. The guy hadn’t come
into frame yet, but you could see his cock at the bottom of the screen. He was jerking it as he filmed
her. He walked over to her and she reached out with her mouth to suck it. He was almost too far
away so she was licking at the tip with her tongue.

She looked away from the video and up at me. “This is the best part,’” she said. Moaning, the man
on screen erupted. His cock was not as large as the first one, but it produced much more cum. His
first shot splashed across her cheek and he stroked furiously while he aimed further down toward her
tits. Rope after rope fell across them, cum ran down and pooled in between them.
She reached over and wrapped her arm around my leg.

“Oh shit, I’m gonna cum.” She was frantic, pumping furiously with the dildo. She squirmed up the bed
closer to me, panting, “Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit.” Her stomach tightened as she came. I could feel the
little spasms wracking her hips as she arched her back up. Her tits looked perfect jutting out like that;
I could still see them on the video also, drenched in cum.
She let the thick, rubber cock fall from her pussy and sighed let out an exhausted sigh. She half
turned toward me and smiled.
“Your turn.”

Her hand reached over and massaged my breast gently. She leaned into the other one with her
mouth and licked around the nipple. Slow, swirling circles that made my legs quiver. Her hand slid
down my stomach and found my clit. She teased at it as she started to suck on my nipple.
I could feel my orgasm building inside. Pleasure rushing from where she sucked at my nipple through
my abdomen to the rhythmic pulsing egg in my pussy. I wanted to stall it just a little bit longer. To let it
build just a little bit more. I had no control over it though. Lex rubbed feverishly at my clit.

“I’m going to cum.” It almost came out as a whisper. I didn’t have to say it; she knew. My breath was
ragged and I was shaking. She pushed a finger inside me, but kept working my clit with her thumb. I
gasped, the egg vibrated and the first rush of fluids swam past her finger. She sat up, eagerly
watching my pussy. “Holy shit! Do you always cum like that?” The next wave released as she pulled
her finger out. The egg kept vibrating and I kept cumming. Four or five more times, my muscles
contracted and my pussy was flooded with its own cum. I knew she had asked me something, but I
hadn’t paid attention to what.

“What?” I breathed as my orgasm subsided.
“You came so much. You were practically squirting. Do you always cum like that?”
“Not always. It’s not like that when I have sex; just if I get really worked up masturbating.” My head
was still swimming.“That was awesome.” She dipped her fingers in the puddle I lay in and brought them up to her mouth. “I love the taste of pussy.” She let out a contented sigh and crashed to the bed next to me.

“We have to take you to the sex shop, sweetheart. You need to get some variety in your life. Maybe
we can go this weekend.
This one downtown even has viewing booths. I’ve always wanted to go in
them, but it wouldn’t be any fun alone.”

“This weekend? Sure, I guess we can do that.” I stood up and headed toward the shower.
“Hey,” she called behind me. “I hope you enjoyed it, because this is only the beginning for us.”
I knew she was right, and I couldn’t wait.

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