Author: admin

Here it is guys. The sequel. The final chapter in this story.

I was planning this for a Mother’s Day release (*wink wink*), but the story submission page was down. Ahh well, here it is regardless. Might seem far-fetched in some places but hey, it’s fiction. Happy fapping.

Part 1: A Dream, Current Times

I was laying in bed. I wasn’t sure how I got here, but I was here.
I was wearing a simple bikini, splattered with images of flowers and hearts.
Rose petals made a pathway from the foot of the bed to the open doorway.
Candles lit the dark room. They were strewn all across the surfaces, creating a dim evening light.
I sat up slightly. Looking down between my spread legs, pussy facing the door, I saw a shadow in the hallway.
“Hello?” I called, “Anyone there?”

No answer. But the shadow moved again, and Daniel appeared in the doorway.

“Daniel? What’s going on?” I asked.
He said nothing.
He walked into the room, down the rose pathway, to the foot of the bed.
“Daniel?…..”

Then, without warning, he instantly turned into a snake.
“Wha?….” I began to say, but before I could finish the word, Daniel began to slither up to my pussy.
He stopped once he got near me and looked up at me. I looked back, in confusion.
Then, suddenly, his head started to push up against my pussy lips. Parting them, he began to slither into my pussy.

I gasped, my hands pressing down on the sheets as he made his way inside of me.
I could feel him in me. Slithering around, making his way up my stomach, up into my chest, and finally resting in my breasts. I could feel him coil up and lay down in my chest.
I grasped my breasts and squeezed, feeling him inside of me.
Then I felt a part of his lower body branch off and make it’s way down my ass. I could feel it getting larger and larger, and by the time it reached the opening of my asshole,
it was the circumference of a baseball. The same started to happen with my pussy. It swelled to the same size and the tail began to play with my clit.
I was in ecstasy heaven. Both of my holes were being stimulated as well as my tits and my clit. I was shaking all over. Then, to add even more, I felt everything begin to
vibrate. My breasts, my asshole, my pussy. The whole thing was vibrating.
I just could take it anymore. I began to writhe in orgasm. My whole body was shaking and moving. My pussy felt like it was on fire.
The orgasm lasted a good 2 minutes before the tremors began to subside. The vibrating began to slow to a small buzz. I felt it start to move out of my chest as it began to
retract in my ass and pussy, getting smaller. Finally, it was out of me completely, and, with a quiet slither, disappeared out of the room. I looked up to see the tail disappear
around the doorway and a large shadow appear again.

Then I heard a faint whisper.
“I love you, Mom.”

With these soothing words, I layed back down and closed my eyes, the words resonating in my head.

–

I awoke. It was daylight. The door was open and light flooded the room. I moved my legs and felt something wet. I threw the cover off and saw that the sheets were soaked.
“Wow,” I thought, “That must have been a real wet dream. My pussy is still wet even.”
I quickly closed the door and began to change the sheets. I put on a nice push-up bra and G-string then a nice thin white tanktop and jean short shorts. Once the sheets
were changed, I opened to the door and headed downstairs.

Yesterday was Daniel’s 14th birthday. He had had some friends over and they stayed the night downstairs while I slept upstairs. Reaching the bottom of the steps, I greeted
the boys.

“Hey guys, you sleep ok?” I asked them.
“Yep!” they replied.
“Good,” I said, with a smile.

The boys stayed for about an hour more then started to file out the door. Once the last one left, we waited until the car turned at the end of the road then closed the blinds.
“About time,” I said while starting to take my top off. Daniel already had me from behind, caressing my breasts. I let out a moan and turned around. Our lips embraced as we
made our way to the couch. He started to take off his clothes while I pulled off my shorts and panties.
Once we were both naked, we layed down on the couch and started to make love.
This session was really good. I could feel him pumping in and out of me while my pussy squeezed on his cock.
“I missed you last night,” I said, “So did my pussy. It was very lonely.”
“Well,” he said, “Am I making up for it now?”
I smiled and grabbed my breasts as I closed my eyes. “Oh…very much so, baby. You’re making your mother very happy right now.”
We were doing the missionary position and I had my legs up in the air, enjoying it fully, his cock thrusting in and out of me.
I leaned up and whispered, “Hey, babe, wanna stick it in my ass?”
“Only if you lay face down. I like it that way.”
“I know,” I said with a smile.
He pulled out of my pussy and I turned over, stomach down on the couch.
“Your ass looks great, Mom,” he said, caressing it.
“Thanks, sweetie. It makes me feel good when you say stuff like that.”
He dipped down and positioned his cock in front of my ass. Then I felt him push forward. His cock slid perfectly into my ass crack. Then I felt him push at my asshole and
enter it. I gasped.
“Be careful, baby,” I said, “My asshole hasn’t quite warmed up yet. Take it slow at first, k?”
He nodded and started to thrust in and out of my ass. It felt great. I reached down with my right hand spread my pussy lips while playing with my clit. My breathing became
heavy and I started to moan.
“Oh yea, baby. Keep pumping that cock into Mommy’s ass. It feels so good.”
He began to thrust deeper and harder. In, out, in, out. I felt him take his right hand and grab my breast, squeezing while he slammed his cock in and out of my ass, over and
over. Then, I couldn’t take it anymore, and neither could he. We both started to cum at the same time. His strokes into my ass became slower as I felt his cum shoot into me. My
body was shaking as my pussy became really hot as it also began to shake.

So there we were. Mother and Son. Writhing in orgasmic ecstasy together.

Finally, our orgasms started to subside and quiet down. Then we quietly began to get dressed again. I sat up and slid my panties back on, sliding them up my ass crack and
covering the asshole that was now filled with my son’s cum.

It had been about 1 week since I found out I was pregnant with my son’s child. I still wasn’t sure how to feel about it, or quite what to do. I didn’t want to abort it, that’s for
sure. I had been meaning to ask Daniel what his thoughts were. In fact, I should probably do that now….

~

I sat next to Mom while we got dressed. I watched as she slid her panties on, snuggling up cozily to her damp warm pussy. I had started to put my underwear back on when

Mom turned to me and said “Hey, sweetie?”
“Yea?”
“I want to talk to you about the baby.”
“Uhh, ok. What do you want to talk about?”
“Well, everything. Do you think we should keep it?”
“Of course. I don’t want to abort it. We’ll keep it and raise it.”
I moved closer to Mom and set my hand on her thigh, slightly squeezing and rubbing it.
“I also had an idea about the baby that I wanted to run by you.”
“And what would that be, honey?”
“What if it was a girl?”
“What do you mean?”
I smiled and moved me hand up her thigh and rested it on her panties, cupping my hand around her pussy mound.
“Well, if it was a girl, and we raised her….do you think I would be able to fuck her too? When she gets older?”
Mom smiled and bit her lip.
“Fuck your daughter? The daughter you had with your own mother?”
She spread her legs partially and thrust her crotch forward slightly.
“You’re a pervert, you know that?”
But then, with a smile, she said “But that’s what I love about you.”
Then, she leaned in and gave me a nice long kiss.

Part 2: An Interesting Development

2 months had passed now, since Mom’s impregnation. Things had been going along normally. Our sex life was still fantastic and Mom had been feeling fine. She had been
checking into different pregnancy details, mainly to find out when she could get an ultrasound to find out what the gender of the baby was.

I opened my eyes. I was in bed. Mom’s bed. I turned over to see her laying there, naked, voluptuous and beautiful. I blinked. Today was the “Bring your Kid to Work Day” at
Mom’s office. Mom wanted me to go into work with her and see how her days went.
I snuggled up to Mom and ran my hand down her side, resting it on her ass cheek.
“Mom,” I said, “Time to wake up.”
She groaned and stretched. As she did so, she turned over to face me. “Oohhhh. Good morning, sweetie,” she said, wrapping her arms around my head as I looked down at
her. “How’s my lover this morning?”
“Great,” I said, “I get to wake up to your beautiful face everyday.” I brushed her hair behind her ear. “And your beautiful body.” I ran my fingers from her cheek, down her
neck, between her breasts, across her stomach and rested them on her pussy mound. “Of course I’m great.”
She smiled, leaned up and gave me a quick kiss. “You have no idea how much I love you, baby.”
With that, she got up from bed and headed for her dresser.
I sat and watched as she got out various articles of clothing and started to put them on. I watched as she put on a pair of stockings, rolling them up her thighs. I watched as
she got out the set of blue panties with a heart on the front and slid them up her legs until they hugged her pussy tightly. I watched as she got out a black lace bra and slid
it on so it was cupping her perky breasts.
She looked at me. “Don’t just lay there. You have to get dressed too.”
“Oh, right!” I sat up and went to my room to change.

Once I was done, I walked out and saw Mom in her room, putting on her shoes. I walked in and saw her wearing her normal office wear. But beneath, I knew all the intimates
she was wearing. The clothing that was snuggling up against the private areas of Mom’s figure that I had caressed the night before. And the night before. And the night before.

“You ready?” I asked.
“Yea,” she said, standing up, “Let’s go.”

Mom’s office was a couple miles away from our house. When he got there, we saw a bunch of other employees with their kids following them around. And that’s how a
majority of my day went. I followed Mom everywhere as she showed me how her day progressed. A majority of her day was spent in her office, which she showed me after a
meeting that a bunch of other parents and kids attended. Her office was decently spacious and well furnished.

Mom took me over to her desk. “Sit here,” she said, pointing to one of the chairs in front of the desk. While I sat down, Mom went over to the door, locked it, and walked
back to the desk. She went behind the desk, opened a drawer, and pulled out a pair of panties. Walking back around to the front of the desk, she said “Watch this…”
She then proceeded to sit on her desk, facing me, and then removed her shoes. She then removed her panties from underneath her skirt and put her feet up on the desk.
This gave me a nice, open view of Mom’s pussy between her spread legs. Then, leaning back, she began to rub the panties against her pussy. “You ready?” she asked. “I
suppose,” I replied. She smiled, then began to shove the panties into her pussy. With each push, the panties were driven deeper and deeper into her. Finally, they were all the
way in, not even giving any appearance that she had anything in her vagina at all. “Now fuck me in the ass,” she said, pulling off her skirt. I walked over to her and pulled
down my pants. I had already had a raging hard on. Pulling Mom towards me by her legs, I positioned my cock in front of her inviting asshole and leaned in. Her asshole was
warm and tight. Mom laid back all the way on her desk, sighing. Then I went to town, thrusting in and out of my mother’s ass, feeling her constrict and relax as she flexed
her ass muscles. “Don’t stop,” she whispered, “I think I’m gunna cum….” I thrust deeper and harder after hearing this, and began to rub my fingers over Mom’s pussy. I
spread her vaginal lips and massaged her clitoris with one hand, and reached the other up to her clothed breasts and squeezed them. Then I felt Mom’s asshole tighten
around my cock and hold it in place. While she came, I went crazy on her clitoris and shoved a couple fingers into her pussy, feeling the panties inside. Once she was done,
she said, “Alright, baby. Fill up my ass. Shoot that load deep into me.” Those words sent me over the edge. My thrusts slowed as I shot stream after stream of cum deep into
my mother’s ass. “Ohhhh,” she moaned, “I can feel it inside of me.”

Once I had finished, I pulled out and put my pants back on. Mom took her panties and put them back on. Her panties were still stuffed deep into her pussy and my sperm
was still far up her ass, but she put her panties back on anyway. She put her skirt on afterward and then stood up. “I’ll take my lunch and drive you home,” she said, walking
to the door, “No need to stay around here. My work is boring anyway.”

She winked at me.

It was around 6 that Mom finally got home from work. She walked in the front door, sat down on the couch and turned on the TV, taking off her shoes as she did so. “Long
day?” I asked. “Sort of,” she said, taking off her vest leaving just her white blouse on top.
I sat down next to her and watched some TV. I rested my hand on her thigh while she leaned her head against my shoulder.
“So,” I said, “Any new progress with the baby?”
“In a way,” she replied, “The doctor says that it’s looking healthy so far. No impairments or problems.”
“That’s a relief,” I said, rubbing Mom’s thigh, “Are they going to know that the baby is ours?”
“That’s the thing,” she said, “I’m still trying to figure out how to keep our relationship off of the radar.”
Then she took her head off of my shoulder and sat straight. “That reminds me….I almost forgot. My work is having a one month retreat. Me and a lot of the team have to go
to this thing over in Manhattan. They just told me today.”
“When is this going to be?” I asked.
“About 6 days from now, she replied, “When July starts.”
Nothing much was said for a while, then Mom continued. “Do you think you can cope for a month? On your own?”
“Of course I can,” I replied, “Daniel Jr. might miss you though.”
“Is that so?” Mom asked, rubbing her hand over my crotch, “Well, I’ll make sure he gets treated very well before his hiatus.”

She then pulled off her skirt, revealing her thigh highs and panties. “Remember those panties I got out of my desk?” Mom asked. “Yea….” I said. She took off her panties,
revealing her pussy lips. Then, reaching her fingers into her pussy, she began to pull out the panties. “No way,” I said, “Did you not have to pee all day or what?” “Well,” she
said, continuing to pull the undergarment out of her vagina, “I really do now, which is why I decided to finally take it out.” She finally had the pair all the way out. She took it
in both hands and presented it to me.

“Here you go,” she said, “When I’m not around. To use however you wish. All yours. Just ask me if you ever need them ‘refreshed’. Now I have to go. Bad.”
She got up from the couch and ran over to the bathroom, closing the door behind her. I was left sitting on the couch, damp panties in my hand. I brought them to my nose
and inhaled. My heart raced. I lowered them and gazed back at the bathroom door. The room was strangely silent.

Part 3: Hiatus

I awoke. Mom was sleeping in front of me, her naked back exposed. I had regained consciousness quite suddenly. It was peculiar. I sat up and blinked my eyes a couple
times, becoming fully awake. I went downstairs and walked up to the living room window. The sun was just peeking up over the horizon, shining its light on the house next
door. It was a house that had been for sale for the past couple months. It was a prestigious place. A little bit too fancy for this neighborhood, in fact. A large U-Haul was parked
in the driveway while a moving team was taking boxes into the house. I suddenly felt Mom’s breasts press into my back as she wrapped her arms around me from behind.
“Someone’s finally moving into that house?” Mom asked. “It appears so,” I replied. We just stood there for a while we watched the truck being unloaded. Then a man wearing
a suit exited the house and began talking to the workers. A woman followed soon after him. As soon as I saw her, I was entranced.

She looked to be in her early 30s. She was wearing a red dress that showcased her unbelievable cleavage and stopped just short of her beautiful, curvaceous ass. She
approached the man and spoke a few words to him. He seemed to ignore her which caused her to speak again. The two then appeared to get in a small argument which
ended when the man walked over to a BMW and got in. He then drove off down the street to work, I assumed. “Hmm,” said Mom, watching the saddened woman walk back
into the house, head bowed. “Looks like you may have something to keep you busy while I’m gone.” “You can’t be serious,” I said, watching the woman’s toned legs as she
rounded a corner in the house and disappeared from view. “It’ll be a challenge,” said Mom, placing her hands on my shoulders, “You have to sleep with that woman before I
get back from my retreat.” “Or what?” I asked. “Or else I won’t let you fuck our daughter.” “What?” I said, “Our daughter?” “Yep,” Mom said, “It’s a girl. Found out yesterday.”
I stared at the house across the street before turning back to Mom. I placed my hands on her ass and gave her a kiss.
“You’re on.”

The day had come. Mom had to leave. I was to be alone for 30 days. No sexual output, unless I acted on Mom’s challenge.
I was able to fuck Mom before she left in the morning. It was nice knowing that I had sent her out with a pussy full of my cum.
But then she was gone. Down the street and around the corner, and I was alone. To skip all of the boring stuff, I’ll just talk about my goal.
Fucking my neighbor.

A few nights after Mom had left was the first progress that had been made. I had been watching the house as often as I could. Everything seemed to be normal for the first
couple of days. The man and woman would leave in the morning for work. The woman would get home first at around 5 and then man at about 7. A 2 hour period where the
woman was home alone. So far so good.

But then, on the 3rd night, things started to happen. The man had gotten home and I could see the two of them arguing through the large kitchen window. After about a
minute of this, the man left the house in a fury and got back in his car. The woman followed him out and watched him drive away from the open doorway. She sat down on
the doorstep and vacantly stared down the street.

This is when I made my first move.

I left the house and walked across the street. As I walked up their driveway, I called to the woman. “Hey,” I said. She looked over at me as I walked towards her. She started
to stand up but I put my hand out, signaling her to stay seated. “Are you alright?” I asked.
“Did you have to see that?” she replied.
“Not have to, but I did,” I said.
“I am so sorry. Which house are you in?”
I pointed straight across the street.
“It won’t happen again,” she said, “I’ll make sure of it.”
“It’s fine,” I said, sitting down next to her, “I just wanted to make sure you were alright.”
She smiled. “How very thoughtful of you.”
“So,” I said, staring down at their lawn, “Where’d you two move here from?”
“Upstate. My husband got a position here in the city so we had to move closer.”
“Your husband, you say? How long have you two been married?”
“About a year now. It wasn’t always like this you know…” She was also staring at the lawn as she faded off.
“What’s been causing this strain then?” I asked.
“The job, I think. It’s only been over the past few months that he’s been so short with me.”
“Short with you?” I asked with a grin. I was treading on very risky ground with a joke of this caliber, but it seemed to go over better than I originally thought. She laughed slightly.
“In more than one way, I guess you could say,” she replied with a smile, “He just hasn’t been himself. And I don’t know what to do.”
I placed my hand on her back. It rested on her dress strap right below her left shoulder.
“Well,” I said, “If you need anyone to talk to, I’ll be across the street. My mom is going to be gone until August, so feel free to come over at anytime, ok?”
“Thanks for the offer,” she said.
I stood up and walked back over to the house. From inside, I surveyed her movements. She got up and went back inside.

I could see her, standing in front of the island in the kitchen. She took her right hand and placed it on her left shoulder, right above where I had put mine. Then she lowered
her touch to right above her left breast, where her heart seemed to be. I squinted, thinking. Then she disappeared from my vision and the lights soon turned off as well.
An interesting night to say the least….

The next event of interest happened the following night. I was watching TV at around 5:30 in the evening. The sun was just going down over the horizon. I was flipping
through the channels when someone knocked at the door. I turned my head and looked outside. There was only one car in the driveway across the street. And it wasn’t the
husband’s.
I got up and answered the door. It was her.
She was wearing some relaxed jeans and a sweater with a knitted jacket. Casual, laidback. Not her usual elegant style.
“Cold?” I asked.
“Kind of,” she said with a smile “Can I come in?”
“Sure,” I replied, stepping aside.
She walked in and looked around.
“Nice place,” she said.
“Thanks,” I replied, “Nothing compared to your enormous mansion across the street though.”
“That place isn’t as majestic as it appears,” she said, “It’s too big. Too cold. Lifeless.”
“I see,” I said, looking back at the living room, “Well, I was just watching some TV. Would you like to join me?”
She smiled. “That sounds fantastic.”

The next 2 hours were some of the most enjoyable I had had since Mom left. While sitcoms played on the screen, almost ambient, me and the woman chatted about our
lives. I found out that her name was Jennifer. We talked about our interest and hobbies and everything in between. The chemistry between us was fantastic. Eventually, we
got to the topic of sex. She told me that she actually had sex with a girl in high school first, before legitimately losing her virginity in college. I asked her if she still had
feelings for females. She replied, “….Occasionally.” I smirked. She then asked me about my sexual preferences. I told her that I tried my best to be a ladies’ man. She perked
right up once I said this. She replied that I was indeed a charmer and wanted to know if I was still a virgin.
I told the truth. She smiled and placed her hand on her face. “Interesting,” she said.

Before long, she decided to head back across the street. She slipped in that she would be “over again soon” before returning home.

It wasn’t but 8 days before my challenge was completed.
It was the next night. The one after our little life story exchange. I was standing in the kitchen, fridge open in front of me, when I heard a knock on the door. I turned around
and approached the living room window. Just her car. I walked over to the door and opened it.
She was wearing the same red dress she was in when I first saw her. Her hands were behind her back.
“Mind if I come in?” she asked, then displayed what she was hiding. Two wine glasses in one hand, and a bottle of champagne in the other.
“Make yourself at home,” I said, stepping aside.

“So therefore…she would want to go out with me right?” Jennifer asked. “Possibly,” I replied, “If I was in a situation like that, I don’t know if I would have dropped a line like
that though.” She nudged me slightly on the shoulder. “Oh whatever, I’m a charmer.” “You’re spot on there,” I said, “But that’s a pick-up line that would have to be handled
properly, even by someone of your caliber.” “I’m honored,” she replied, setting her 4th glass of champagne down on the coffee table, “But she was already a lesbian anyway.
And I wanted to experiment. Don’t you think I look fuckable?” “100%. But that line was just so….gah!” I made an incredulous face and she gave me a snide face. “Yes, well, I
never got to sleep with her,” she said, picking up her glass again and taking another sip, “So I just went home and fucked my sister.”

I nearly choked on my drink. “Come again?” I said. “I went home and had sex with my sister,” she said. “I wanted to experiment so I decided to just try out both sides of the
spectrum at the same time. Lesbianism and incest.” “I’m surprised,” I said, “You don’t seem like the type.” “We never do,” she replied. “People you’d never expect dabble
around in it.” “Too true,” I responded.
She gave tilted her head to the side and gave me an interested look. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“What do you think it means?”
“I think you’ve dabbled in it yourself.”
“In incest?”
“Yea.”
“Hmm…”
Now here is where I decided to let me secret out. Jennifer seemed trustworthy enough.
“…I suppose that you would be correct.”
“I knew it! With who? Your Mom?”
“Yep.”
“Kinky. How is she?”
“She’s fantastic. Knows all of the right moves.”
“Wow. What kind of stuff goes through your mind?”
“Well…it turns me on that I have unlocked the hidden, private side of her. You know, to be sticking my cock in the very pussy that gave birth to me. To be sucking on the
nipples that gave me sustenance as a baby. And then to lean up and give her a kiss lasting longer than a couple of seconds. To be doing what I’m not supposed to, but she’s
letting me and enjoying it. It’s amazing.”
“That sounds so hot. I need to meet her.”
“You certainly should. But enough about me. Tell me about your first time. With your sister.”
“Well, I had come home from the party and was still a little buzzed. She was in her room which was right next to mine. I peeked in and saw her laying in bed, the covers half
covering her. I noticed her ass peeking through the sheets. She was wearing polka-dot panties that were snug in her ass crack. I remember them vividly. Out of the blue, I
started to get turned on. At first I was kind of weirded out by this, but the alcohol did away with that pretty quickly. I walked into her room and closed and locked the door
behind me. I quietly snuck up on her bed and knelt down.”

It was at this point that I noticed that her nipples were so hard that they were perfectly visible through her dress.

“Her ass was right in front of my face. I leaned forward and gave her ass cheek a kiss. Then another. Then another. I was so wet by this point that I just had to go further. I
pulled the thong out of her crack and slipped my finger in. I rubbed it across her asshole then pulled it out and sucked on it. She tasted so good. It was at this point that
she awoke and leaned up. She asked me what I was doing. I decided to take a chance. I leaped up onto the bed and started kissing her. Full on. I think she was surprised at
first but within moments she was enjoying it as much as I was. I started kissing her neck and heard her whisper ‘I’ve waited for this for so long’. And…well…the rest is
history.”
As she finished her story, she also finished her 4th glass.

“Wow,” I said “What happened after that?”
“Well, I didn’t realize that my sister was a squirter. At one point, I was fingering her with her panties still on and she came, soaking my hand and her panties. The next
morning, we decided to start a routine. Every morning, we would wear each other’s underwear from the previous day. So that way by the end of that night, our panties would
be soaked in each other’s juices. We would then swap, sniff the panties while we played with ourselves, then eventually made love. After that, the next day, we would start
fresh and repeat. It was great. We bonded so wonderfully. But, after a while, she eventually found a man and married him and I did the same. But neither of us regret our
brief time we spent together. As sisters, madly in love.”
“….You have no idea how turned on I am right now,” I said.

She giggled.

“Jennifer?” I said.
“Yes, Daniel?” she replied.
“Would it be alright if I made love to you? Right now?”
She stared at me for a couple seconds. Her expression still the same as before I asked her the question.
“You know what?” she asked?
She then leaned forward and slowly connected our lips. It was a soft kiss. No head movement, just lips.
Then she disengaged and tilted her forehead forward to touch mine. I could smell her subtle flowery fragrance and could see her amazing cleavage nestled in her dress.
“I think that would be just fine.”

Our foreheads still touching, I pushed her backwards, making ler lay down on the couch.
I slipped my hands behind her and grabbed her ass as I started kissing her neck.
While she moaned quietly, I could feel her grinding her crotch against mine. She was even more impatient than I was.
“Do you want me to just cut to the chase?” I asked.
“Yes,” she replied, “Our stories were foreplay enough.”
This being said, I started to get undressed and she did the same. Her body was very similar to Mom’s, more perky though, yet didn’t have the prestige or grace of Mom’s.

They both had amazing thighs, tits and asses. Both ravishing women. Once we were naked, she lay back down on the couch and spread her legs. I was about to lean in and
make my move when she reached her hand up and stopped me.
“Wait,” she said, “I have an idea.”
She got up from the couch, grabbed her clothes and walked over to the door. “Where are you going?” I asked.
“Follow me,” she said, “You can leave your clothes here.” She then opened the door and walked out into the night.
Confused, I followed her and saw her walking nude across my lawn. “Come on!” she called back.
“This is crazy!” I said, following her across the street to her house. “It’s 10:30,” she replied, “No one’s out.”
Eventually we made it into the house and into the kitchen. She threw her clothes down and said “I want you to fuck me on the table.”
“That table?” I said, pointing, “Is that the one you guys eat on?”
“Yes,” she said walking over to it, her ass cheeks facing me, “When he eats breakfast tomorrow morning, I want him to be eating at the place where we fucked just hours before.”
“Speaking of him, where is he?”
“A late meeting. Won’t be home till after midnight.”
“Well, I don’t want to waste any time,” I said, walking over.
“This is where he sits,” she said, pointing to a chair. She sat up onto the table, right in front of the chair, and laid back. “I’m ready.”
I moved the chair away and grabbed her legs. The action was about to start right where his breakfast would be the next day.
I entered her slowly, but started in soon enough. She was fantastic. It was all the small things. The biting of her lips, her expressions, her eyes rolling back into her head.

Her tits were perfect because they didn’t bounce a ton, just swayed slightly as I ravaged her pussy.
“What about a condom?” I asked. “I don’t care,” she said. “Impregnate me, if you want. I don’t mind.”
Then, almost too soon, it seemed, I let loose, deep inside her. “Oh….” she said, “…..fuck….”
Just whispers. I could tell she was coming too. Her pussy gripped me lovingly and wouldn’t let go. I laid down on her chest as we both connected on a sensual level. I could
hear her purring slightly as her thighs shook and vibrated. She was in heaven, satisfied after so long of a hiatus. And then, finally, we were through. We had done it.
I slid out between her lips, which were reluctant to let me go. “That was….” she whispered, “…..incredible. I needed that so badly.” “Glad to oblige,” I replied, “Now, I have a
favor to ask.” “Anything,” she said.” “I need proof that I fucked you,” I said. “To show my Mom.” “Sure,” she said, “How about I sign my panties and give em’ to you?” “Sounds
good,” I replied.
She found a marker and the panties she had been wearing. “What’s your Mom’s name?” she asked. I told her and she started to write…
“Your son is fantastic lover. I am incredibly jealous that you get to live with that stud and come home to him each night. I look forward to meeting you sometime in the
future. Jennifer.” She followed this with a small heart and gave me the panties. “Good?” she asked. “Great,” I said.

Part 4: “I now pronounce you, Mother and Son.”

The day had come. Mom would return. Jennifer and I had fucked 3 times since our first, totaling 4 altogether. I even had the privilege of being the first guy inside of her
asshole. Always an honor, to be sure. At least I had a fuck buddy to keep me company during the 30 day period. And, soon enough, the period was over. And Mom was
back. She pulled up in the driveway and got out. She was wearing one of my favorite blouses that revealed a devastating amount of cleavage. I could also spot the pink bra
which I admired so much. “Welcome back,” I said. “Oh son….” she whispered and ran to me. She pulled me in the house and closed the door. Within 30 seconds, we were
both naked, and within 3 minutes, we had both orgasmed. “Wow,” she said as I rolled off of her, “I needed that SO bad. It was excruciating not having your dick in me each
night.” “Tell me about it,” I said, “I missed my little princess and her sweet juices.” I started making out with her pussy lips.

Then I remembered. I got up from the bed and walked over to the dresser. “Here you go,” I said, tossing her the panties. She caught them and read the words written on
them. “No way,” she exclaimed, “You did it?!” “Sure did,” I replied. “Come to find out, she has played around in incest too. Her and her sister were lovers for a while.” “No
kidding?” she said, “I need to meet her.” “She said the same thing about you,” I said. I walked back over to the bed and sat down.
“So,” I said, looking at Mom’s stomach, “How is she coming along?”
“Very nicely,” she said, “Your new mistress is being constructed inside of your Mother’s womb as we speak.”

….Talk about a turn on. Within minutes I was cumming inside of Mom again.

“Mom, I have something to ask you,” I said. We were eating dinner at the table. She was wearing nothing but a pair of panties, her usual household dress code.
“What is it, baby?” she said.
“Have you ever thought about getting married?”
At this, Mom stopped eating and stared at me. “….Wow….” she said, leaning back in her chair and sticking one hand into her panties while the other groped one of her breasts.
“…Are you serious?”
“Dead serious. Do you think something like that could work?”
“I’m sure we could figure some sort of work around. Oh man…” Her eyes rolled up into her head and she sighed. “My son, becoming my husband. We would have our own
rings. Holy shit, I am so turned on right now. This is an amazing idea. I want to do it as soon as possible.”
“Get married?”
“Yes.”
“How? I’m only 14.”
“Yea, I know. It’s possible.”
“Really? Do you think you could look into it?”
“Of course, sweetie,” she said, walking around the table and sitting on my leg, her moist panties throttling my thigh. “I love you. So much.
Not only is it fucking sexy to have you inside of me so often, but you’re a handsome young man with a good heart. It would be an honor to be your bride, son.”

You can most likely assume what happened next.

6 months in now, and Mom was showing. She never ceased to impress me with her ever-growing maternity lingerie wardrobe. Her hormones were off of the charts. Not very
many mood swings, thank heavens. Lots of heightened sexual activity though. Hey, I wasn’t complaining.
Her sexual preferences were changing. She enjoyed being on top more. Gave her more room and freedom. Plus, having her ever-growing womb right in front of me while I
had my cock buried deep inside of her was a massive turn-on.

She had started researching ways for us to get married. She was in a toss up between legally getting married as mother and son, getting married using fake identities, or
moving to a different town and claiming to be married. The legal aspects were tricky, as it seemed to be practically impossible to get married as mother and son in any town
really. She didn’t want to forge an identity for me or herself. So the most plausible option would be claiming. Yet claiming wasn’t the same as having her name and mine on
a piece of paper. Mother and son, wife and husband. Do their separate things during the day. Come home at night. Then make love.

One day, while we were sitting the living room, watching TV, she brought up a completely new topic.
“We should go visit my Mom,” she said.
“Michelle?” I asked, “Why?”

(It’s also important to note here, we never called my Mother’s Mother ‘grandma’. That is the only time I will use that word here. We always have called here by her name. It’s

just how we’ve always done it. How I grew up with it anyway.)

“Well, she should know about the baby. And even more importantly, about us.”
“Why!? She’d go crazy.”
“I don’t know about that. She was always open to sexuality during her younger years.”
“I still don’t know. Wouldn’t that be weird? Telling her about us?”
“…..Oh….my…..”
Mom stared at me for a moment.
“I just had an idea.”
“What?”
“Ok, once we started fucking, your outlook on me changed right? I went from your mother to your lover.”
“Yes. Your point?”
“You have a new outlook on family, right?”
“Yea.”
“Now that I’ve said that, visualize Michelle.”

“Holy shit.”

Mom had just planted an idea in my mind that certainly would never leave. I had never thought of fucking my mother before, and I had certainly never thought of fucking
Michelle, or even thinking about her as attractive. But now that Mom had said it, she was onto something.

Michelle had turned 48 last year, so she might have been 50 at the time of this conversation. Last I had seen her, she still seemed young and jovial. Along with Mom,
Michelle was a single woman. Her husband had left a while back, and since then she seemed to have been on the prowl. Taking guys home and hitting up the high-end
restaurants and clubs. From what I recall, she had brown hair, perky tits, a defined ass, and absolutely. incredible. thighs. Even had some strong calves. Imagining myself
between Michelle’s stunning, ravishing legs, pumping in and out of the vagina that gave birth to my Mother while she holds onto my shoulders and begs for more….gave me
an instant boner.

“So, we go visit her. Let her know about this and see what she thinks. And if she’s alright with it, I can try to seduce her if I want to?”
“Sounds kinky, doesn’t it?”
“Oh, Mom….” I said, turning off the TV and sticking my hand into her panties, “You always have your son’s, or, should I say, husband’s well-being on your mind, don’t you?”
“Us women need to look out for our men,” she said, spreading her legs and putting her feet up onto the couch, leaning in towards me, our lips almost touching, “My
womanhood belongs to you. You and no one else. My pussy is yours. For now and for always. There will be no others but you. My son. My man. I will take are of you as a
parent and as a mistress. A guardian and a call-girl. A mother and a lover. I am yours. Forever.” Then she kissed me.

I was lying in bed with the covers over me, Mom sitting next to me. She was wearing one of my favorite corsets with her pair of panties that said “My Son’s Best Friend” on
the front. You can find anything on the Internet if you look in the right places.
She was painting her toenails a bright pink.
“So,” she said, “How do you think we should confront Michelle?”
“About what?” I replied, “About the baby or me fucking her?”
“Either.”
“Well, we should probably start from the beginning in great detail. I don’t think we should start our conversation with ‘We are mother and son and we fuck and will have a
daughter soon’. We need to explain how we got here and how happy we are. We obviously have perfect chemistry because we are family, and that carries over into our sex
life. The way we present it needs to soften the blow. Then, once we explain that, the baby shouldn’t be a problem. And if she is ok with that, I feel that seducing her won’t
be hard. Our story needs to be told first before I try to get into her pants.”
“That sounds good. I think you should probably start it with your side of the story, just because she wouldn’t be as inclined to get angry at someone who isn’t her own
child. I can take over with my explanation afterwards.”
“Doesn’t sound too bad.”
“Oh sweetie?” she said, blowing onto her toes to dry them, “Would you want me to try and put in a good word for you? After we explain ourselves?
Might plant a thought in her head that you can act on.”
“If you want. It’s up to you.”

Mom swung her right leg over me and sat down on me cowgirl style, straddling my cock through the sheets and her panties. She rested her hands on her thigh-highs and
said “Damn right it’s up to me. I am your Mother after all. I am still in control over you. You need to obey me.”
She started grinding her pussy against my cock, the words “My Son’s Best Friend” crumpling and straightening out with each slide up and down my dick.
“And I say……..that I’m going to make you cum through 2 layers of fabric. Without even being in my pussy.”

With great pleasure, I obeyed her.

Part 5: Michelle

The suitcases were packed and in the car. Our visit to Michelle was planned and ready to execute. She lived about 2 hours away so we called her and arranged a 1 week stay.
Mom made sure to pack my favorite outfits.

The trip felt relatively short. Probably because I fingered Mom most of the time. Her orgasms nearly crashed us on occasion, but she begged for more after each one.

By the time we had arrived, Mom had made a damp spot on her seat from the 11 orgasms she had.
Michelle’s house was located in a suburb similar to our’s but seemed more high-end. Jennifer’s house wouldn’t have seemed out of place here.
Within seconds of pulling up, Michelle opened the door and walked out.

With my new perspective, I evaluated her.
She was wearing an amazingly tight black dress. Her breasts seemed to be about G sized, while her BWH looked to be around 36-24-34.
Her ass was very defined while her legs……damn. Indescribable. Amazing, on the whole. Mom’s genes certainly came from top grade female form.

“Hey, you guys!” Michelle said, walking over to us, “Long time no see!”
“Hey Mom,” Mom said, hugging Michelle.
“It’s been too long! Why didn’t you call sooner? And you’re expecting!?”
“Yes, yes. I’ve been….busy. Big business stuff, you know.”
“Of course, of course. Who’s the father??”
“Oh, no one you know.”
“A daughter after my own heart, I see. And Daniel…”
She gave me a quick lookover and I did the same to her. My context was probably a tad bit different than her’s though.
“…You’ve….grown.”
Maybe I was emanating some sort of vibe or subconscious messages, but I could have sworn that Michelle’s tone had gone ever so slightly sensual.
“What a handsome young man he’s become! Man, guys, it really has been too long! I haven’t seen you in forever. Grab your stuff and come in!”
Michelle walked back into the house. Of course, I had to do the obligatory ass examination.
Mom and I exchanged a look.

“Oh, just a date.”
“A date, Mom? With whom?”
“Oh…..just….a friend.”
“Do I know him?”
“Probably not.”
“Jeeze, Mom. You get around way too much.”
“Hey! Menopause hasn’t kicked in yet. And I wanted to have as much fun as I can until then.”

Mom and Michelle were hashing some things out downstairs while I unpacked upstairs. I couldn’t see them, just hear them.

“Fair enough, I suppose. When will this….guy… get here?”
There was a pause.
“Six. 20 minutes.”
“Ok, I need to talk to you. This is important.”

It was at this point where I expected Mom to call me downstairs and we’d execute our “plan”. Instead, their voices trailed off as they walked into a different room. Strange. I
didn’t want to go downstairs and interrupt though, so I continued to unpack. Before long, the door bell rang and footsteps made their way to the door.
“….Continue this later.”
Then the door opened and I heard a male voice. The rest was incomprehensible until the door closed. Then more footsteps up the stairs and Mom appearing in the door way.
“What was that all about?” I asked.
“Michelle’s gone. On her date,” she said, bending over, her jeans tightening around her ass.
“No, not that. What did you talk to her about for all that time?”
She looked at me while I was checking out her ass and winked at me.
“That’s for me to know and you to find out.”

While she was saying this line, I approached her from behind and pressed my crotch against her ass.
She looked back towards me and gave me a sexy smirk. Let’s just say that Michelle’s guest bed got introduced to doggy-style anal that evening.

That night, Mom and I were lying in bed, fast asleep. Something woke me up. At the time, I didn’t know what. But looking back, it must have been the front door opening
and closing. I sat up in bed and listened. I could hear Michelle stumble up the stairs and into her bedroom across the hall.
By the sounds she was making, I decided to go out and make sure she made it safely to her bed, at least. I opened the bedroom door and saw her in the her room. I bridged
the gap across the hall to get a closer look.

She appeared to be drunk, stumbling around the room, attempting to remove her jewelry, shoes etc.
Why was she home so early?, I had thought. If she was on a date, wouldn’t she have gone to the guy’s house or at least brought him here?
But no. She was alone. And seemed upset.

I walked into the room.
“Michelle?”
She turned towards me while trying to take off her bracelet with her teeth.
“Oh, Daniel! How great it is to seeeee you.”
She stumbled towards me, tripping slightly in her high heels.
“You alright?”
“Oh, just fiiiiiinnnee darling. Apart from being stood up, just fiiiinnee!”
“The guy stood you up?”
“Oh yeeesss. Took me to dinner, went to the ressstroom and never cammee back. So I drank a couple driinks and came back here and fell into a deeeeeep slumber.”
With this, she tripped onto the bed and started giggling.
“Michelle, you need to get undressed and go to bed.” (I hoped a line like this might trigger something.)
“I can do that allllll by myself. Just go back to Mommy and have some more fun, will you?”
“….What!?”
“It’s ok, sweetie,” she said, rolling around on the bed, “Your Mom told me all abouuttt it earlier.”
“That we…”
“Fuck? Oh yesss, sweetheart. All about it. And the baby, too.”
“You’re not upset?”
“Of course nott! Truth be told..” She hiccupped. “..Your Mother and I have had some….relations of our own in the past.”
“…..Really?! You and Mom….”
“Mmhmmmmm”, she said, slipping off of the bed and to her knees, “Ever since she was 15.”
With these words, she reached for my boxers and pulled them down. I felt no need to object.
My dick was hanging in front of her face, semi-hard. But within seconds of her grasping it, it was 100%.
Looking up at me, she said “Do you mind?”
“Go right ahead.”

She took me into her mouth instantly. Her tongue was soft and her lips gentle as they ran up and down my shaft.
No need to linger here, as this just continued for 2 minutes until I came down her throat as she took me completely into her mouth. Her gag reflex must have been
non-existent.

“Mmmmm, so good,” she said, licking her lips, “Now, sleeeeeeeep.”
She snaked her way back onto the bed, dragging me with her. She collapsed once on it and passed out instantly. I decided that I was fine where I was so I pulled up my
boxers, maneuvered the covers onto Michelle then got under them myself. I also fell asleep fairly quickly.

“Daniel?”
I awoke to that word. As I opened my eyes, I turned over to see Michelle staring at me, half a foot away.
“Morning,” I said.
“What’s going on?”
“You came home last night. The guy stood you up.”
“Yes, I know. I mean, what happened…..here?”
“Uhh. Well….let me ask you a question first.”
“….Ok. What?”
“What did Mom tell you yesterday?”
“….About….About you two….and your….you know.”

Whew, she didn’t just make it up.

“Ok, well, last night, you came home and I helped you into bed.”
“…That’s it? I sense there’s more.”
“…Do you want to know the truth?”
“Yes.”
“You gave me a blowjob.”
“….I did? Really?”
“Yes, really. And you were amazing, if I do say so myself.”
She leaned back and gave me an inquisitive look. Certainly no angry or upset emotions.
“Wow. Thank you, I suppose.”
“You’re welcome.”
A moment of silence….
“So, did Mom tell you about my intentions?”
“What intentions?”
“To try to make love to you.”
Another inquisitive look. I was amazed at how well she was taking this.
“No. Didn’t tell me that. Just about you two and the baby. Must not have had time before I left.”
“Ahh, I see.”

Another bit of silence…

“Well,” she said, “Do you still want to?”
My heart skipped a beat.
“Of course. You’re an indescribable woman who I would love fuck.”
She smiled.
“I’m honored. Well, I’m down if you are. Help me get out of this dress.”

She turned and presented her back to me. I unzipped the back of her dress as she slipped it off of her shoulders. She stood up and pulled her dress down. Past her chest,
over her breasts, down her stomach, over her ass before finally collapsing down her legs.
She wasn’t wearing any under garments.
She turned and displayed her body to me.

Amazing breasts. As firm and perky as Mom’s. Almost similar in every way.
Cute pussy with a thin layer of hair on her prominent pubic mound above sexy, shaven lips.
And her legs. Her legs…..I still can’t describe them.

“Wow. I’m speechless.”
“Your Mom did say that you were sweet,” she said, crawling back into the bed, “And she’s right.”
Our connection was fantastic. It’s like we had known each other all of our lives and were right in the middle of a multiple year relationship.
She laid on her back and spread her legs. The fantasy that I had previously now took place almost exactly as I had imagined.
My cock slipped into her pussy with ease. She might have been old, but her body refused to show it. She might have been 49 or 50, but she looked and talked like a young,
fruitful 30 year old. But it was still obvious that she had years of experience. Her moans, sighs, gasps, pants, cries, yells, whimpers, groans and hums were some of the
most erotic sounds I’d ever heard. Definitely on par with Mom.
Her pussy was out of this world. The amount of control it had was devastating. It felt like it was living, breathing and squeezing in time with my thrusts.
We both came after a solid 5 minutes of fucking. We tried to hold out, but we couldn’t stop driving each other crazy with all of the “small things” we’d do. I shot deep into
Michelle while she sighed repeatedly, short of breath. Her orgasm seemed very subtle and delicate compared to the way she fucked. Maybe there haven’t been many guys to
get her to this point before.
“Ugh……wow,” she said as I rolled off of her, “I haven’t felt like that in years. Mom said you were good, but I didn’t think anything like that….”
“You were incredible, yourself. That orgasm was pretty cute.”

She blushed.

“Well, well, well.”
Michelle and I turned towards the doorway where Mom was standing in a see through babydoll.
“You guys didn’t wait for me, eh?”
“Oh, dear,” Michelle said, standing up, “Don’t be so selfish. What better way to warm-up than an intimate one on one session?”
“Oh, I suppose,” Mom said.
“Plus, you’ve been fucking him for ages. Tell you what,” she said, laying her hands on Mom’s shoulders, “We’ll go out on the town today. See the sights. Meet some of my
friends. Get some of the best food. And then, when all of that’s said and done, we’ll come back here.
And have a threesome.”

“Oh, Mom,” Mom said, hugging Michelle, “You know just how to make your daughter happy.”

And what a time we had. Michelle knew all of the places. Sightseeing, elegant movie theaters, luxurious restaurants with friends and a homey ice cream parlor to bring the
evening to a close. Throughout the day, I checked out these 2 women to my heart’s content. To my utmost joy, they would bend over often for an amazing view of cleavage
or a tight ass in jeans or a skirt. Some of the more sensual ones were when they interacted with each other. The most memorable being when we were on a crowded bus
heading for the downtown district. The poles on the bus for people to hold on to were about 2 feet away from each other. Since the bus was so crowded, Mom and Michelle
decided to find some space between two of these poles. Their ass cheeks wrapped around the poles while their proximity to each other pressed their breasts together.
Absolutely unreal.

But eventually, the evening had come to an end and it was time to return to Michelle’s house. My excitement to fuck these two women at the same time could hardly be
contained. They seemed to be just as, if not more excited than I was.
When we got home, we went upstairs and into Michelle’s bedroom. They told me to get undressed and lay on the bed while Mom went into the guest room to change. While
she did that, I had the pleasure of watching Michelle change into a white satin chemise right in front of me.
Soon after Michelle was done changing, Mom appeared in the doorway. She was wearing a new corset that I had never seen before. Black, tight around her torso which
caused her breasts to look more voluptuous than ever before. To compliment this, she had on a pair of thigh-highs, garter straps and satin gloves. She looked like a
goddess. A pregnant goddess.
Michelle walked over to her and hugged her. “Oh, darling, you look so beautiful. How come you never came to visit me more often?”
“Now that I think about it,” she said, looking her Mother in the eyes, “I have no idea.”
At this, she gave Michelle a quick 1 second kiss. Just long enough to be sensual. A perfect pre-cursor to the explosive erotic event that was about to take place.

Without a word, they turned to me and started crawling up the bed. My heart was racing.
Mom started by kissing and licking my cock while Michelle made her way up to my face and started kissing me. This was the first time I had kissed her. Very reminiscent of
Mom, but she seemed to have her own style entirely. Soon, Mom was flat out blowing me while Michelle was lying on top of me, breasts pressing into my chest while our
tongues danced in a sexual embrace. After a little while of this I stopped kissing Michelle and told her that I wanted to eat her out. With great pleasure, she got up and
turned around. Her ass, groin and pussy were hovering above my head, ready for action. Without hesitating, she lowered her pussy to my mouth. I sucked, licked, kissed
and tongued her vagina ravenously. I could feel her rocking back and forth while I orally pleased her sensitive female areas. While this was happening, I sensed Mom had
stopped sucking me. But before long, I felt an all too familiar sensation as she sat down on me, enveloping me in her pussy. Then I heard Michelle’s sexual noises stop, only
to be replacing by sucking noises and sighs coming from both women. They were making out on top of me.

We naturally evolved positions multiple times. They both came about once every 3 minutes on average. I was trying to hold out as long as I could but it was incredibly
difficult. At one point, Mom was lying on her back while I ate her out and Michelle rimmed me from behind. Then we rotated. Mom ate out Michelle while I made out with
Mom’s asshole. Then, before long, everything was different again. I was fucking Michelle missionary style, her legs going up and over my shoulders while Mom was sitting
on her face. The first time I came was in Mom’s asshole. I was doing her doggy-style while she was lying on top of Michelle as they were making out. The second time was
in Michelle’s pussy. She was riding me cowgirl, while Mom was making out with me.

On and on it went. The sexual desire never stopped. I had 3 orgasms by the end and Mom and Michelle probably had a combined total of 20.

We lay there, sexually exhausted. Mom was down near my cock after having finished blowing me while Michelle was next to me, her breasts pressing into my side.
“That. Was. Amazing!” Michelle said, giving me a kiss, “I’ve never felt like that before in my life. So exhilarating and…..” She looked at Mom. “….orgasmic.”
“Tell me about it,” Mom said, rubbing my cock, “Who knew my son would end up being such a hunk?”

Epilogue: 15 Years Later

“I’m home!” I said, closing the door behind me. Mom came walking down the stairs, wearing a sheer babydoll and nothing else. “Hi, honey,” she said, “How was work?”
“Tiring, but went by quick.”
“Oh good,” Mom said, wrapping her arms around me and giving me a big kiss, “You don’t need to work this much, you know. With me retiring next year, we’ll have plenty of
income to keep up the place.”

Mom was 44 and I was now 29. She still looked sexy as hell and hadn’t lost any of her appeal. Simply aged. And aged well.
“Yea, I know. I guess you’re right. We shouldn’t be apart so much.”
“Damn straight. I am your wife. We can be together more than we are now and still be fine.”

Mom had found an incredibly hidden loophole deep in some state laws in an out-of-state small town. We were Mother and Son and legally married, nearing our 14th
anniversary.

“Anyway, dinner will be ready soon.”
“Cool.”

I sat down and turned on the TV, flipping to a sitcom.
“Where’s Emily?” I asked.
“Upstairs, studying.”
“The big history test?”
“Yep. She says the whole class is fretting about it.”
“Hmm. I’ll see if I can set her mind at ease.”

I sat up and walked upstairs. Now that Mom and I were married, I had moved into Mom’s, or should I say our room years ago. Therefore, Emily took my old room.

Emily was my sister and daughter. The child Mother and I had together. And she was gorgeous.
Growing up into a family shaped by incest, I knew everything about her down to the tiniest detail.
Her current bra size was 34D, impressive for a 15 year old. VERY perky tits too. Like her Mother, she had some meat on her, but wasn’t fat.
She just started growing pussy hair which Mom has been teaching her how to keep maintained. Emily insists on keeping it trimmed.

I opened the door to her room and saw her sitting at her desk, on her laptop.
Her brown hair was in a short ponytail. She had on a tight tanktop, with no bra that I could see, and just a pair of panties. She claims to enjoy wearing no bottoms….saying

things like “Well, my brother enjoys looking at my ass. Why not let him?”
Whenever we have normal, everyday conversation she refers to me as her brother more often then her father. However, when we fuck, it’s not uncommon to hear her cry

“Daddy!”.
“Hey, sweetie,” I said, sitting down on her bed. My old bed.
“Welcome home,” she replied.
“How’s the test coming along?”
“Really fucking hard.”
“Language.”
She gave me a skeptical look.
“I don’t mind you using it bed, honey. But try not to incorporate it in everyday speech. Will only hinder you in life.”
“Right, right. Anyway, yes, it’s hard.”
I placed my hand on her naked left thigh. “Want to take a break for a while?”
“You joking me?” she asked, flipping her laptop closed.
She turned towards me and jumped onto me, pushing me back onto the bed.
Making out with me was one of her favorite pastimes. She said that it was “the only enjoyable way to spend her free time”. I certainly didn’t mind.
Our lips connected as she stuck her tongue deep into her mouth. She was more of a sexual fiend than I was. She was getting me worked up fast so I disengaged and said

“Take off those off and sit on my face. Get comfortable. I’ll see if I can take your mind off of school.”
Without missing a beat, Emily slipped off her underwear and sat down on my face. She surprised me by resting her asshole on my mouth first.

So there I was, lying down, giving my sister, my daughter, anal cunnilingus while she sat on top of me, moaning and sighing in ecstasy.

My face fit perfectly between her petite ass cheeks. Although, it’s not like it was the first time it had been there.
“Oh, Daddy,” she said, getting off of me and lying down, “I want you in me right now. I need your cum.”
I turned and looked at her, her legs spread, pussy inviting me to jump in.
“Damn,” I said, getting undressed quickly, “I have a fucking sexy little sister.”
She grinned, filled with joy.

I moved on top of her and dipped my cock towards her vagina. She moved her legs up into the air, gripping my sides, and whispered “Oh, yes, yes, yes, yes.” I moved down
and slipped into her tight little teenage pussy. She did a sort of whimper/gasp combination as I started thrusting in and out. This is how she grew up. In a incestuous
family. Her father was her brother, married to his mother…her mother. She grew up with a sexual fascination towards both of her parents. Nudity was a common thing
around the house. Yet at the same time, Mom and I made sure to educate her in the way all other families operated, so if she wished to stop the incest with her generation,
she could.
That probably won’t be the case, however.

Her orgasms were always amazing. This one being exceptionally exciting. After a few minutes, she whispered in my ear “I’m going to cum.” I said ok and kept slamming in
and out of her. It started with a few quiet “Oh god..”s but soon built into “Oh FUCK! I’m cumming! I’m cummmminnngg! I’m cummi……..OHHH MY GODD!!!!!!!!!!!”. She
hugged me tightly with both her pussy and her arms.
My daughter was a partial squirter. Her orgasms were always body-shaking and produced fluid.
I felt it coating my cock while she screamed in pleasure for a solid 10 seconds before taking a breath.
After 30 seconds, her orgasm ceased.
“Damn, sweetie,” I said, pulling out of her, “You sure know how to work your brother up.”
“You’re not going to cum in me?”
“Not today. I’d like to fuck Mom tonight. And you’ve gotten me ready for such a date. I’ll fuck you twice tomorrow, alright? It’ll be Saturday.”
“Oh, I guess,” she said, putting her panties back on, “Thank you, though. That was amazing. You’re amazing.”
“No,” I said, giving her a little kiss, “You’re amazing.”

Mom rolled off of me and laid down next to me.
“Wow, honey,” she said, catching her breath, “You were fantastic!”
“Blame Emily,” I said, “She had another of her orgasms earlier.”
“Ahhhhh,” Mom said laying her head onto my chest, her breasts pressing into my waist, “That crazy little girl. So exciting to see her grow up like this, no? So perky and full
of life. And so fucking amazing in bed.”
I gave Mom an inquisitive look. “You been sleeping with her lately?”
Mom gave me a sly look. “Well, you left early this morning without giving me any attention,” she said, running her hand down my stomach and to my now non-erect cock,
cupping it in her hand. “And I really needed my pussy eaten out.”

“Oh, Mom. You’re such a slut.”

So there we were. Mother and Son, Wife and Husband, lying naked in bed, post-coital. Our daughter, my sister, sleeping across the hall, eagerly awaiting the 2 sex sessions
I promised her for tomorrow.

Michelle frequently visited the house. She’s gotten to know Emily very well, I must say.

Jennifer still lives next to us. However, her and her husband got a divorce because of the distance their jobs created. Interestingly enough though, using the same trick Mom was
able to discover, she married her sister, who also had divorced her husband. They both live together across the street.

We had made it. We were happy. And I had a hot Mom and beautiful sister….a beautiful daughter to…..fuck……whenever I felt like it.

….Fuck….

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Four young college girls on a skiing vacation have to find other things to do when an excess of new snow traps them in their cabin. This is the seventh in this series and describes the sexual aftermath of the life-changing events that occurred earlier on Day 5. This story might make more sense if you have read the previous days of “Three J’s and an S Go Skiing” For the most part, the stories in this series are pretty mild. If you are looking for heavy duty stuff, try one of my other story series.

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WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life.

If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century.

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As the sound of Ron and Kevin’s snowmobiles faded, Sara said, “Well, it looks like it’s the four of us for supper. Everything is ready so why don’t we go ahead and eat.”

When supper was finished and the girls were sitting sipping wine around the table, Julie said, “Uh… I…. uh… have a favor to ask.”

“This sounds serious,” commented Joan. “What do you want?”

“I want to give Kevin something special.”

“A ‘hero fuck’ for Super Rescue Man?” asked Sara.

Julie turned more than slightly red and answered softly, “Something like that.”

“When Kevin was talking about being in control and how being in control turned him on, I was imagining letting Kevin be totally in control of me.” She turned a deep shade of red. “And God, that turned me on! I thought I was going to start dripping on the floor through my clothing.”

“Welcome to the sisterhood,” said Sara.

“I’ve never felt that way for anyone else – ever. But I do about Kevin! I want to give myself totally to him. I want him to know that he is totally in control and can take me in any way he desires.”

“And you need us because?” asked Judy.

“I don’t know what to do… or how to do it.”

“I think the carousel crowd is going to go roller coastering in the basement tonight,” said Joan. “We’ve got almost two hours before they get back. Let’s all warm up for a while in the hot tub and then we will take our bondage virgin downstairs and prepare her to be sacrificed to the conquering hero.”

Julie could not meet any of their eyes, but her breath was starting to come in shallow gasps and it looked like she was almost on the verge of orgasm.

“To the virgin offering,” said Sara, raising her glass in a toast.

“To the virgin offering,” replied The Three J’s.

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The Three J’s and an S sat in the hot tub drinking wine and talking. Julie was trying to build up her courage for what she wanted to do, and the other girls were trying to release the tension of the events of the day.

“I think we need to shut you off on the wine now,” Joan said after Julie had finished her glass. “You don’t want to get sick.”

“Yeah,” added Sara snickering, “throwing up really puts a downer on the mood.”

“Not to mention the fact,” said Judy, “that you are going to be bound and gagged when Kevin arrives back tonight. Throwing up into a ball gag is a real downer.”

“OK, OK,” answered Julie. “I’m just trying to get totally in the mood.”

“If you want to get TOTALLY in the mood to give yourself completely to Kevin, I think you should be the one to take the empty bottles back out to the box in the snow.”

Joan added, “And do it like Sara would…. one bottle at a time.”

“How many bottles are there?” asked Julie?

“Five,” answered Sara. “I never got around the taking the bottles out from last night.”

“OK,” said Julie. “Five trips out through the snow barefoot and bare assed, just like Sara loves so to do so much.”

“Wait a minute,” said Sara. “You need to get your fire burning first in order to enjoy the cold.”

She slid over to Julie and pulled her body against her own. “Just pretend that this is Kevin for a moment,” she said as she pressed her mouth against Julie’s and slid her hand between Julies legs.

In just a few moments Julie was squirming and panting. “Whoa, Sara,” said Judy. “Don’t take her over the top. She needs that fire burning hot enough to melt her way through the snow.”

Sara slid back away from Julie and took a deep breath. “You are insatiable,” said Joan.

“But good to have around when you need your fire lit,” answered Sara.

“Get going,” Joan said to Julie.

As Julie started to climb the steps out of the hot tub, Judy swatted her hard on the ass. Julie gasped. “Was that pain or pleasure?” asked Judy.

“Not sure,” answered Julie.

“You’re getting there,” said Sara.

Julie picked up the empty bottle of wine that was on the table and walked out through the snow to the two boxes buried by the picnic table. She put the bottle in the open case and returned to the deck.

“Pain or pleasure?” asked Judy again.

“Both,” answered Julie.

“Closer,” said Sara.

She went into the cabin and returned with another empty bottle. As she walked out to the picnic table, she moved off the path that she and Sara had worn in the snow so that she was walking almost waist deep through the compacted powder.

On each of the next three trips, she again pushed a new path through the snow. As she came up onto the deck after returning the fifth empty to the boxes in the snow, Judy again asked, “Pain or pleasure.”

“The pain’s still there,” she answered, “but the pleasure is overwhelming it… and me.”

“She’s ready,” announced Sara.

“Let’s go get the virgin ready for sacrifice,” said Joan

They stopped in the kitchen so that Julie could write a note to Kevin. Joan wrote “KEVIN” in large, block letters on the top of a piece of paper with a black marker and then handed the paper to Julie. Julie wrote, “Kevin, when you were talking about how turned on you got by being in control, I was thinking about me letting you be in total control of me and I got REALLY turned on. I am downstairs. The girls are going to tie me up and get me ready in some fashion – they won’t tell me what they are going to do. I am giving myself totally to you tonight. I am yours completely. You may use me in ANY way you desire. Don’t think at all about my pleasure. My pleasure will come from giving you pleasure. I don’t want our relationship to always be like this, but for tonight I am totally and completely in YOUR CONTROL.”

“Wow,” exclaimed Judy. “If this doesn’t get him going that boy is dead.”

“OK, let’s put that on the door to the basement and go down and get you ready.”

The four naked girls walked down into the basement. The chains were still hanging from the two beams from the night before.

“We don’t need all of these,” announced Sara as she began to remove the second set of restraints.

“Stand here,” ordered Joan, indicating beneath the beam, “and put your hands above your head.”

Julie stood where Joan had instructed her and raised her hands above her head. Judy wrapped one of the cuffs on her right wrist while Sara wrapped the left. Then they both clipped the cuff to the hanging chain.

“Time for the feet,” said Joan as she began wrapping one of the ankle cuffs on Julie’s leg. “Spread ’em as wide as you can go,” she instructed and then clipped the cuff to the chain. After she had done the same with the other cuff, she announced, “Not tight enough,” and went over to the wall to move the clip up the chain several inches.

Julie was now tightly bound with her legs spread almost uncomfortably wide. Sara walked up behind her and whispered in her ear. “You realize that you are now totally vulnerable, don’t you?”

Julie took a deep breath.

“Kevin will be able to stroke your breasts as much as he wants.” She ran her hands over Julie’s breasts and slightly tweaked one nipple. “And he can run his hands over your body… ANYwhere… over ANY part of your body.”

Sara ran her hands across Julie’s buttocks and down the backs of her legs. She then started up the insides of Julie’s legs rubbing lightly with the backs of her hands as she moved upward toward where her legs joined together. When she got to the top, she turned her hands over and rubbed her fingers against Julie’s slit, sliding two fingers between her dripping pussy lips. Julie inhaled sharply as Sara’s hand found her throbbing love button. “Just think what that will be like when it is Kevin doing it,” whispered Sara as she removed her hands from Julie’s body and stepped back leaving Julie whimpering softly.

“These are the controllers,” Joan informed her as she fastened the two belts around Julie’s waist. She placed the two controllers on the outside of Julie’s back, one on each side just above her ass cheeks. “I put fresh batteries in them so they should be good for six or seven hours of continuous use.”

“This is a ball gag,” said Judy. “Notice the safety air hole so you won’t choke if your nose gets clogged.”

“And this is a blindfold,” added Sara as she slipped it over Julie’s eyes. “There are also some earplugs, but that might be too much for your first experience at bondage submission.”

Julie felt someone moving the controllers slightly and then felt wires against her back.

“These are the nipple clamp contacts.” It was Judy’s voice. Julie felt the pressure as the clamps closed on her nipples.

“We will set them at three,” said Joan, and Julie immediately felt a tingling sensation.

“This is a pussy popper,” said Sara. “Actually, I think they call it a vaginal shield electro-stim contact plate, but pussy popper is more fun – and probably more accurate. We are going to set that for three also…. for now.”

Julie felt the cold of the lube as the metal tube was inserted in her vagina, and then the greasy cold feel of the contact plate as it was pulled tight against the outer lips of her sex. Almost immediately after it was in place, she grunted slightly as the first tingling shocks hit her.

“And this is an anal torpedo.” The voice sounded like Judy’s, but with the distraction of the nipple and vaginal shocks, Julie couldn’t be sure. She was still trying to figure out what an anal torpedo was when Joan began inserting the dildo shaped butt plug up her ass.

She wiggled her butt trying to escape the intruder, but Joan slapped her sharply on the ass cheek and said, “Anything means anything, and you said ANYTHING.”

Julie tried to say “I said KEVIN could do anything,” but all that came out were grunts as Joan slowly wiggled the electric dildo into her rectum.

“For this to truly be effective,” said Sara, “it has to be set fairly high.” Joan turned the control to eight.

Julie grunted and gyrated as her anal sphincter began to contract tightly in time with the electric pulses. Although she had never experienced the real thing, it soon felt like someone was fucking her in the ass.

“One more thing,” said Judy. “We are going to glisten you up. This is baby oil gel that I am smearing all over your body.” Julie began moaning as Judy rubbed the thick gel all over her body.

“And this is regular baby oil,” added Sara as she poured copious amounts of the oil over Julie’s shoulders and began to mix it with the thicker gel that already covered her body.

Julie was now bucking and grinding in time with the electric pulses. “We are going to let you stew a while,” said Joan. “Kevin should be here in about a half hour. If he gets delayed, we may have to do something else, but for now, this should work fine. We’re going back upstairs to the hot tub.”

Julie was vaguely conscious of the sound of the girls going back upstairs. She definitely heard the door close solidly at the top of the stairs.

“What would you like to do until the guys get back?” asked Joan.

Judy replied, “We might as well get back into the hot tub until they arrive. I think Ron and I will go back into the bedroom at that point.” She looked at Joan and Sara and smiled broadly. “He deserves a ‘hero fuck’ too, even if I’m not throwing myself at him cunt first.”

Sara giggled and said, “She is kind of doing that, isn’t she. Does that upset you?”

“Only because I didn’t think of it first,” answered Judy. “Only because I didn’t think of it first.”

As Joan started to step back down into the hot tub, she asked, “Sara, would you like to go get us some more wine?”

Sara paused and for a moment Joan thought she was going to say, “No,” but instead she said, “Why don’t we try the beer. That way we can honestly say that we didn’t sit around and drink several bottles of wine every night for the whole time we were up here.”

“You just want to bring the beer up here one bottle at a time,” laughed Judy, “but a beer does sound good.” She paused and added, “And then after Ron gets back I won’t be mixing my liquors and end up sicker than a dog.”

“So you’re going to be doing doggie-style hero fucks tonight?” asked Sara in mock seriousness before dissolving into fits of laughter.

“Have YOU ever done doggie style?” Judy asked Sara in response.

“Kind of hard to do with two women unless one of you is strapped, and I’ve never done a man.” She paused and looked very thoughtful for a moment and then continued, “Never done a dog either, but I think it would be about the same to me since I’m not really attracted to men or dogs. If I were horny enough, though, I would probably do either or both.” She paused again and then added, “Never done a machine either, though I’ve gotten pretty wet watching some of the ads on the porn sites.”

“Are you answering Judy’s question or making a bucket list?” asked Joan.

“I think that would be a fuck-it list,” answered Sara as she returned with the first of the beers.

Like Julie had done before her, she was now making a totally new path through the snow on each trip out to the cache of beer and wine on the picnic table. When she returned with the second bottle, Judy said, “I thought Lone Star bottles didn’t unscrew… that you had to have a bottle opener.”

“You can get them that way,” answered Sara, “but most people want to be able to open them without an opener, so except for certain special runs, they are twist offs.” She held the bottle down to her pussy lips and mimicked twisting it open.

“I saw this leather thong on line once that had a ridged depression right here,” pointing to her cunt with the top of the bottle, “You could set the top of the bottle in it under your skirt and twist the cap off. The idea was to make it look like you were opening it with you pussy lips. I almost bought them, but couldn’t figure out where I would ever wear them and who I would be drinking beer with that I could do that trick for.”

“I’ve seen beer bottles there before, but they were already open, and there were no thongs or panties in the way.” said Joan.

“It would give the beer a distinctive flavor, I imagine,” said Judy.

“I’ll have to try it some day,” responded Sara as she twisted the cap off with her hand and gave th bottle to Joan in the hot tub.

A minute or so later, she was back with the final bottle of beer. She stood at the top of the steps into the tub, twisted the cap off and threw the it over onto one of the deck chairs. Then she lowered the bottle down to between her legs and inserted it into herself several times.

“Love the sensation of cold inside me,” she said, and then after taking a deep swig from the bottle added, “and it does, indeed, add a distinctive flavor to the outside of the bottle that you pick up on your tongue as you drink.”

She looked over at Judy and said, “I’ll have to ask Ron his opinion on it in the morning.”

Judy merely tipped her bottle at Sara in a salute and said, “You never know. You never know.”

“Speaking of Ron,” said Joan, “I think I hear the snowmobiles now.”

Seconds later the two bright orange snowmobiles and their towed ambulance sleds came into the yard. Ron and Kevin walked over to the deck carrying their helmets and began to climb the steps.

“Ron, could I speak to you a moment over here,” said Judy.

Joan said, “Kevin, Julie is waiting for you downstairs.”

“I finally get brave enough to travel outside of my comfort zone and go full monty in the hot tub and she’s not feeling adventurous tonight,” he responded. He sighed deeply and added, “I’ll never understand women.”

“That’s probably true,” Joan replied, “but tonight isn’t what you think. Julie is definitely feeling adventurous tonight – just not in the way that you expected.”

Judy held her finger up to her lips to tell Ron to remain quiet and said to Kevin, “Julie is feeling very adventurous tonight and might be willing to travel well outside her comfort zone.”

Sara added, “She might even be willing to travel all the way around the world, and you’re not going to find her that adventurous very often.”

“There’s a note that explains everything on the door going downstairs,” said Joan. “Just hang up your things, read the note, and go down on her.. I mean to her.”

Kevin looked very confused, but mumbled, “OK… I guess…” He turned to say something, but instead muttered, ” …. women,” and walked into the cabin.

“What is going on?” asked Ron.

“Julie noticed that Kevin gets turned on by control,” explained Judy, “so she decided that she would let him totally control her tonight. We helped her get ready and…”

Judy couldn’t continue for her snickers and giggles, so Sara completed the explanation. “Julie is downstairs chained to the beams, naked, blindfolded, and gagged with both electro-stim controllers pleasure pulsing the nipple clamps, the pussy cup, and the anal torpedo. Right now, she is probably hornier than a three peckered billy goat and would a deep throat a cactus and screw a doorknob both at the same time. If Kevin thought he had a wild ride this afternoon, just wait until he gets downstairs.”

“I was thinking more along the lines of a few beers and then an evening of quiet thought and reflection,” said Ron. After a long pause and long drink from the long neck, he stroked Judy’s breast and added “… of course screwing my brains out has always helped me to clear my mind and focus my thoughts.”

“I think that was a hint for us to go inside and start reflecting,” said Judy.

Sara began to get up out of the hot tub and said, “I’ll get you a couple of long necks to go. Thinking always makes me thirsty.”

She returned shortly with four bottles, surprisingly bringing them in one trip. As she handed them to Ron she said, “We were discussing earlier about why some people like to put a lime in their beer bottles. Joan thought that it was to give Dos Equis or Corona a tangy over taste. Judy thought there was a better way to give a tangy over taste to Lone Star.” She smiled over at Judy. “Maybe she could explain that to you sometime tonight.”

Judy smiled back and mouthed, “I will get you for that!”

Sara just stuck her tongue out at Judy and handed the four long necks to Ron. “Have a good discussion and reflection,” she called out merrily as Ron and Judy disappeared inside.

Meanwhile, Kevin was slowly walking downstairs as he read and re-read the note he had taken off the door without really understanding for sure what it meant. When he got to the bottom of the steps he stopped, frozen, watching Julie writhe and buck in her chains. Her body was glistening with gel, oil, and sweat. Her head was thrashing from side to side and she was moaning continuously through the red ball gag that filled her mouth.

He stepped up behind her and examined the controllers that were strapped to her waist. Tracing the wires from her nipples clamps he shut off that half of the controller and reaching around her removed both clamps at the same time.

Julie stood up as straight as she could and thrust her breasts forward trying to recapture the tingle. Instead, she felt Kevin’s hands close around her breasts and felt his fingers circle her aureola and tug slightly on her nipples. “Give me a minute to get out of my clothes,” she heard Kevin say and the hands left her breasts.

She began whimpering and thrusting her breasts forward. In a few moments she felt Kevin’s body press against her from behind as his arms wrapped around her and fondled her breasts. He continued to tug gently at her nipples while at the same time rubbing his chest against her back.

She was now moaning shrilly through the gag. She felt his hands on her waist and suddenly the pulsing between her legs stopped. Kevin released the belt on one of the controllers and lowered it to the ground. He then untied the strings which held the vaginal cup in place and tried to slide it off her body.

He was surprised to discover that attached to the plate was a long electrode which was deep inside her, but as soon as he saw it, he changed from sliding the cup off her body to pulling it straight away from the opening of her pussy lips.

Then, still standing behind her, he began to rub up against her and to stroke her entire front. His hand traveled from tweaking her nipples to sliding between her legs and grazing her clit to pressing against her abdomen as he moved back toward her breasts. She was trying to tell him, “No, I want you to have all the pleasure,” but nothing understandable could come out past the ball gag.

Besides, she could tell that he was also enjoying what was happening because his rigid prick was rubbing between her legs. The thought crossed her mind that she hoped he couldn’t get shocked by the anal plug, but it didn’t matter since he had now already moved around and was standing in front of her.

He pressed himself fully against her front. Her breasts were crushed against his abdomen. His erection was pressed between their bodies just above her pubic bone. His hands were kneading the globes of her ass, and he was starting give out short, guttural moans as he rocked against her.

Stepping slightly away from her, he ran his hands down the length of the outside of her legs and then back up to her breasts. After doing this several times, he bent his knees slightly and pushed himself between her legs.

Reaching under her arms and putting his hands up and over her shoulders from the back, he pulled suddenly and thrust himself upward into her quivering cunt. She exploded in an immediate orgasm, and continued to go higher as he thrust hard and fast for several minutes. Just when she thought that she could stand no more, he suddenly thrust very hard upward and held himself tight within her.

Julie felt like she was being impaled by his prick and being lifted off her feet. She wasn’t wrong. With him pushed tightly inside her, she was on tip toe with barely anything touching the floor. He held himself, and her, like that for at least a full minute and then dropped down and lowered her to back onto her feet.

Julie thought he might stop and let her down so that they could go into the bedroom at this point, but instead, his hands began to again slide over her body. The combination of the heavy baby oil gel and baby oil and their own sweat had made her body extremely slippery.

Kevin rubbed his hands across every inch of her body. The sensations ran from sensual to soothing to painful and back to sensual. She began to come down from her orgasm, but remained in an extremely elevated sexual state. And as Kevin continued to stroke her, she felt herself climbing once again toward climax. This time, however, it wasn’t a rapid rush as before, but a slow, steady, continuous increase in the fire within her.

Kevin again moved around behind her as he continued to stimulate the entire surface of her body. She felt movement of the second controller belt and heard it, too, being placed on the ground. Then the sensations in her anal canal lessened. Kevin was slowly turning down the level of the pulses.

Somehow, the lessening of the pulses made Julie more, not less, aware of them. It was no longer a sudden tightening of her anal sphincter, but it became rather a series of prickly shocks deep within her. As the level continued to slowly drop, it subsided to tickling tingles vaguely between her legs. Finally it was just a strange tickling sensation that seemed to be both inside and on the surface of her rear.

When the pulses were totally gone, she felt Kevin’s fingers gripping the T-shaped base of the anal torpedo. He tugged steadily and twisted it slightly back and forth as he pulled it out of her. She felt his finger slide into her as soon as the torpedo had come out, and was surprised that it did not feel as if there was much resistance to that intrusion. She must have remained slightly open after the dildo was removed.

Kevin stood behind her and again began rubbing his body against her. He was once again rigid and erect – as only a virile, young man could be in so short a time. With one hand he reached up and began to loosen the straps which held the ball gag in place. “I want you to be able to say no to this,” he explained. “And if you say no, I will stop, regardless of how far along we are.”

He dropped the gag onto the floor and rubbed against her back with his body while kneading and massaging her breasts with his hands. He began rubbing his dick up and down in the crack of her ass cheeks and moved his hands down so that he was both pulling her more tightly into himself and rubbing her cunt and clit.

He dipped down slightly, and the head of his prick slid down into Julie’s ass cheeks. He moved back and forth to aligned the head with her virgin rosebud. He thrust forward slightly, not enough to penetrate, but enough to apply pressure and slightly spread the puckered opening.

“Yes, yes,” she moaned. “Tonight, I am yours. You are in control. Use me however you want.”

It took all the control Kevin had not to slam himself fully into Julie upon hearing those words. Instead he rocked back and forth with her, penetrating her slightly more with each thrust. As his member slowly slid in, Julie began moaning louder and louder. She turned her head and tried to kiss him as he stood behind her, but all she succeeded in doing was to touch tongues for a few fleeting seconds.

Kevin was now fully within her and he continued his slow steady strokes as both he and Julie began moaning louder and louder. The push of his hands against her cunt and his thrusts into her ass became faster and then more and more frantic until Julie was suddenly once again taken up onto tiptoe and beyond. Her feet were now totally off the ground, pulled down only by the tension of the chains attached to the wall. She wailed and shook and vibrated as Kevin held her impaled in his grip. She felt the warm sensation of him ejaculating inside her and screamed out in uncontainable pleasure.

Upstairs on the deck, Sara and Joan were rubbing against one another in the hot tub. Sara stopped, looked over at the cabin, and said, “That didn’t sound like a carousel. That sounded much more like a roller coaster.”

“So, my little roller coaster rider,” murmured Joan. “How would you like to finish the evening? With a coolie?… a hottie?… or a not-so-quickie in the bedroom?”

“I think I will take one from column A, one from column B, and one from column C,” answered Sara, and then laughing she ran down the steps of the deck and threw herself into an area of undisturbed snow in the back yard. Joan raced behind her and dove after her into the snowbank.

Kevin, meanwhile, was unwrapping Julie’s wrist and ankle cuffs in preparation to carrying her into the bedroom to complete their world tour.

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END OF DAY FIVE, PART 2

The saga of “The Three J’s and an S” WILL continue.
We have yet to find out what Sandy and Mandy keep in that closet of theirs.
And there is that DRPP qualification test that Kevin still has to pass.
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I recommend reading part 1 if you haven’t already
I realize now that I did mess up the “Shaw” thing but it seems unnatural to change it now.
Sorry this took so long it was the combination of life and writers block .
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She was woken by a whispered “Sari, its time, you have to get up now.” The naked breast resting on Sari’s shoulder as the girl leaned over her was an instant reminder of where she was and the days events that led her here. As so many other times today she felt overwhelmed by the many emotions running through her. She felt scared and lonely at the thought that she might never see her family again, yet strangely excited by this new erotic world she was entering. She was scared that she didn’t know enough or wouldn’t be able to please the Shaw. On top of all that the girls hand on her hip, her lips so close to Sari’s ear she could feel her breath and her breast resting on Sari’s shoulder was really exciting her. A girl was turning her on, what was wrong with her? As she started to roll to the girl that had woken her she was so relieved to see it was Nariah that she leaned in and kissed her. Both mouths opened and tongues swirled together the second their lips met. Nariah moaned into Sari’s mouth as she wrapped an arm around her head and pulled her mouth tighter to hers. Sari felt Nariah shift her weight and start to climb onto the bed with her. She spread her stocking covered legs when she felt Nariah’s leg start to move between them.

Everything came to a very sudden halt with a loud *SMACK*! As Nariah jumped back rubbing her ass cheek. Sari heard a voice she had already come to know and fear. “Enough, there is no time for this. It would seem you already have a fan. Nariah here practically begged me to be the one to wake and prepare you.” Their Mistress then turned on Nariah “I brought you here to do a job, now do it!” With that she move to a corner and seemed to be paying very little attention to the girls.

Nariah came forward and knelt before Sari who was now sitting on the edge of the bed. She slid her hands up either side of one of her thighs. Just as Sari started to lean back enjoying the feeling of Nariah’s hands, the girl hooked her fingers into the edge of her stocking and started to pull it down. Once it was off she repeated with the other leg. Nariah then rose and went to the chest of drawers which was the only other furniture in the room and came back with a fresh set. As she once again knelt Sari raised her leg to help the girl get the stockings on. Once again she was mesmerized by how soft and cool the fabric was. Checking over her shoulder to make sure it was safe Nariah leaned forward and planted a delicate kiss at the top of Sari’s pussy as she was pulling the second stocking into place. This done she took one of Sari’s hands in her own and pulled Sari up with her as she started to rise. Sari let herself be pulled up by Nariah and when she was finally standing she found herself extremely close to the girl. Nariah leaned in and whispered “You need to be ready, he is not often gentle.” As she said this she drug a finger across the slit of Sari’s pussy. Nariah made herself busy around Sari, brushing her hair out, making sure that nothing was missed when she was shaved earlier that day, making sure Sari would be perfect for her visit to the Shaw. Nariah took every chance she got, as well as made up several excuses to brush across Sari’s pussy or tweak a nipple. Nariah liked Sari and wanted her to enjoy her first time as much as possible, so she was going out of her way to keep Sari excited and wet. She doubted the Shaw would take the time. After everything else was prepared she walked around behind Sari and hooked a finger into the string loop of the phallus that was still in her ass. She gave it a couple playful tugs before she pulled it free while kissing Sari’s neck and whispering a good luck to her. The phallus had been in her ass so long Sari had almost forgotten about it. Forgotten until she felt the immeasurable relief of having it out of her. Sari couldn’t restrain her moan as it pulled free. Nariah stepped back and announced “She is ready Mistress.”

Their Mistress was shaken out of her thoughts and took a quick walk around Sari to make sure nothing had been forgotten. Nariah had done this for her partner many times but the Shaw was particularly interested in this girl and she didn’t want anything to be missed. Satisfied that everything was in order she said “Alright lets go.”

They led Sari down an amazing labyrinth of hallways so deep Sari knew there was no way she could find her way back to even the room they had just left. They came to the end of a hall. A large set of doors in front of her. She knew this was it. Her heart was pounding so hard she could barely hear her Mistress ask “Do you remember what I taught you this morning?”

“Y-y-yes Mis-stress” she was barely able to stammer out. And she was able to recall most of her lessons.

Her Mistress took a step forward and for the first time was gentle with Sari. She put a hand on her shoulder and said “Try to relax girl, it will be much better that way. I didn’t have enough time to train you but I still think you will be ok”

With that her Mistress stepped back and opened the door “She is ready your Highness.”

Sari hesitated for just one second, unsure, before realizing there was no turning back and walked through the door. As soon she caught her first glimpse of the Shaw everything she had learned throughout the day was quickly forgotten. For only the second time today she felt naked, squirming a little, trying to find a way to cover herself without him realizing what she was doing, all while he stood in a thin robe of the deepest red, staring back at her. He was beautiful. He was tall and had a broad and powerful build, a full head of short cropped dark hair, and piercingly focused eyes. He had a casual yet confident way about him. As he started to make his way towards Sari she did the only thing she could think of and sank down to her knee’s. Head down she muttered a shaky “Your Highness.”

Then she heard the door pulled closed behind her.

He couldn’t help but smile seeing her reaction. So many girls had reacted this way when being in his presence, even some of the best trained, and this girl couldn’t have had but a couple of hours training at the most. Slowly he walked around her as she kneeled before him, taking in the beauty he had acquired earlier that morning. Her golden hair with just a touch of curl to it. Full breasts just a little bigger then would fit into his hands, her full hips and round ass that he knew would fill out perfectly as she got just a little older. Full lips, cute little nose, and startling green eyes. She was perfect. He’d gone through the day completely distracted. Managing the affairs of his office with only half a mind. He found his cock stirring many times through out the day when his mind would wander to the things he wanted to do her, that he almost had one of his girls take care if it. Now that she was here in front of him, he was glad he had decided to wait. As he came back around in front of her he shrugged out of his thin robe letting it fall to the ground. He was already completely hard in anticipation.

As the Shaw made his way in front of her Sari braved a quick glance up at him. He had removed his robe and as her eyes move up his body she realized that the leather phallus her Mistress had worn was an exact duplicate of his hard cock. Only his was standing straight up instead of hanging between his legs. Her eyes continued up until they met his staring down at her. Afraid she had made an error looking at him she quickly lowered her eyes. As she started to lower he gaze, her vision passed over his hard cock again and she was reminded that she was there for a reason. She figured he was probably waiting for her, wondering what was taking so long. With that she leaned forward and took his cock into her mouth.

He gasped as she took his cock into her mouth. Not only out of pleasure but shock as well. Even some of the most well trained girls had to be told to begin, and this girl with barely any training at all wasted no time. He knew it was going to be a great night.

Sari felt the Shaw place his hands on the back of her head as she started working his cock in and out of her mouth. His hands weren’t exactly forcing her, more like guiding her forward and back while she was still in control. It didn’t take more then a few seconds for her lessons of the day to start to come back to her. She raised one hand to cup and massage the Shaw’s balls. She also remembered Nariah’s warning and used her other hand to tease her pussy to keep it nice and ready for whatever he had planned for her. It also didn’t take long for Sari to realize she actually enjoyed doing this for the Shaw. His occasional moans made her feel like she was doing a good job despite all her fears. She found she enjoyed not only the feeling of his cock in her mouth but also enjoyed the taste. She especially loved looking up at him as he leaned his head back with a sigh every time she took a second to roll her tongue around the head of his cock. Soon she started to feel the Shaw’s hands on her head become a little more forceful pushing her down on his cock each time making her take just a little more. At first she found it difficult not to gag as his cock hit the back of her throat but she quickly learned that if she just relaxed it would slide right down her throat with no problems. She heard the Shaw’s breathing become erratic and felt his penis start to throb in her mouth and throat. She remembered her Mistress’ warning and prepared to drink whatever her Shaw gave her. The Shaw’s fingers tightened and painfully took two fists full or Sari’s hair and very forcefully pulled her forward until his cock was completely buried in her mouth and throat. The Shaw gave a loud grunt as she felt his cock flex and release the first of many streams of a salty fluid deep into her throat. She began swallowing everything he gave as more and more was unloaded into her. As the flow of fluid slowed and came to a stop she felt his hands relax and release her hair, Sari then began to work his cock in and out of her mouth again. She made sure to get every last drop from his cock. Not only was she warned that she would be punished if she missed any, but she found she actually enjoyed the taste as well. Only when his cock started to soften and she was sure she hadn’t missed any did she let him slip from her mouth, again looking down.

Sari sat there looking down for what seemed like and eternity before she mumbled a quiet “I hope that pleased you, your Highness.”

She grew fearful when she heard her Shaw chuckle but felt great pleasure when he took her chin in his hands and making her look up at him as he smiled down on her and replied “More then I could have ever hoped for.” With that he pulled her up to her feet and guided her over to the bed. Sari had never seen a bed as large as this. Her whole family could have fit in this bed. It was covered in rich blankets of bright red silk, the same color of the robe he had been wearing earlier. He laid her down on her back in the center of this enormous bed and sat beside her. “Tell me, have you ever used your fingers to bring pleasure to yourself child?” he asked her.

Sari blushed at the question and looked away embarrassed. “Yes your Highness, though it was nothing like what i have experienced today.” she replied.

He only chucked and said “Its nothing to be embarrassed about. Its actually very natural. In fact I want you to try again, use what you learned earlier today”

“Now your Highness?”

“Yes child. Now.” The Shaw then placed a hand between her legs and started to pull the closest one towards him. Effectively spreading her legs. His hand remained and stroked up and down her stockings covered thigh.

Sari resigned herself to her fate. As embarrassed as she was, she knew she didn’t have a choice. She moved a hand between her legs and started to trace the length of her slit with one finger. Just barely grazing across the top of her lips. After a couple of passes of her finger across the top of her lips she let her finger dip between the folds to get some of her moisture on her finger. Then slid the finger up between her pussy lips till it found its way to that little nub at the top. With one last glance at her Shaw, who was smiling down at her, Sari closed her eyes and decided to enjoy what she was doing.

Yet again the Shaw was amazed with the girl he was watching. He loved watching girls bring themselves pleasure. There was so much you could learn from watching. What they enjoyed or avoided, what seemed to bring extra sensations and what had seemly little effect. The problem was that very few girls were able to get over their nervousness or embarrassment of having a man watch this private moment. Yet again this girl with almost no training at all seemed to be able to do what so many well trained girls couldn’t. The Shaw sat and watched as this girl rolled her clit around in her fingers. Mouth open, eyes closed breathing heavily. He couldn’t believe his eyes when she rolled slightly to the side and slid her other hand beneath herself to start to tease her ass at the same time.

Sari had lost her self in the moment, while she had forgotten where she was, she hadn’t forgotten the things she had learned today. One of the things that had continually set her off today was when one of the girls had paid attention to her ass. So Sari leaned to the side and moved her free hand beneath her. She extended one finger and started to trace it around the ring of her anus while still working her click with her other hand. When she couldn’t take it anymore she moved to slide a finger into both openings. She was brought suddenly back to herself as the Shaw’s hand caught her hand that had been working her pussy.

“Not here, I will be the first to enter here!”

He then brushed her had completely away from her pussy as he started climbing between her legs. He motioned to the hand that had been under her and said “Keep doing that.”

As the Shaw knelt between her legs he used his fingers to pull her lips apart and pull her hood back. She first felt his tongue down near her entrance, but it wasn’t until he had worked his way up to licking her clit that she finally slid the tip of her finger into her ass. She let out a moan as the Shaw sucked her clit into her mouth while still flicking it back and forth with his tongue. He just kept brushing his tongue back and forth across her clit, over and over again and she knew it wouldn’t be much longer until she was washed away in that overwhelming tidal wave of pleasure. As that moment came she grabbed a fist full of her Shaw’s hair and pulled him tight to her pussy with her free hand. Some how the Shaw was able to maintain his hold on her clit with his mouth even though she knew she was bucking her hips wildly against him. Just as she began to think this feeling might never end she felt him release her clit from his mouth. It wasn’t until this moment that she realized that her finger was completely buried in her ass. She released her hold on her Shaw’s hair, worried she might be punished for her actions. But when she looked down to see his reaction. He simply grinned at her.

The Shaw had been so turned on by what had just happened he couldn’t wait any longer. He moved up her body to take her. Stopping for just a moment to nibble at her nipples. Taking his place above her, his cock poised at the entrance to her virgin pussy, he whispered down to her “This will probably hurt for a few moments, I will make it as gentle as possible.” With that he pushed into her

Sari felt the head of the Shaw’s penis working its way into her. It hadn’t gotten very far when she felt the resistance, it did hurt, then she felt as if she was being torn apart inside of her as he forced the rest of his cock inside of her. Just as she was about to scream out, she realized that the worst was over. The Shaw was sitting very still inside of her and she was quickly getting accustomed to having him there. Having given her a moment to adjust she felt him start to slowly pull himself back out. Just as the tip was the only thing left inside of her, he switched and slowly, gently started pushing back into her. He continued this long slow stroke in and out of her for a few moments she found herself actually enjoying it. She started to rock her hips in rhythm with him. Raising her hips up to meet his downward thrusts into her.

The Shaw felt her start to respond to his movements and started to move faster inside of her. She matched his pace. Faster and faster they moved together. The Shaw, having just cum in her mouth not long before, was able to keep this up for a long while. Hearing her panting moans under him only excited him more, pushing faster and harder into her. He remembered her playing with her ass when she was masturbating so he moved a hand down, lifting one of her legs just a little and slid a finger to her ass.

As Sari felt the Shaw’s finger start to work its way into her ass she knew that once again she was going to be swept away. She lifted both her legs and wrapped them around the Shaw’s waist and began humping her hips against him as hard as she could.

Sari’s legs wrapped around his waist only drove the Shaw on further, he started thrusting as hard and deep into her as he could, their bodies slapping together with each thrust, he knew he couldn’t hold out much longer.

Sari screamed out as the most intense orgasm she had yet experienced rocked through her body. Her arms and legs wrapped tightly around her Shaw as he pounded into her over and over again.

Feeling Sari’s pussy pulsing around his cock was more then the Shaw could take. He gave a loud grunt as he started shooting his cum inside her. Blast after blast rocked him as it left his body and into hers. He couldn’t believe how much cum he had after cumming so recently. His hips finally slowed then stopped with him still inside her. They were both panting and out of breath. Slowly he pulled his now withering cock out of her and moved to lay beside her.

After they had both caught their breathe and regained a little composure the Shaw looked down. He saw his cock as well as her thighs and the tops of her stockings had her virginal blood on them. He got up and made his way to the door. Pulling it open he spoke to someone on the other side “Send in some girls, and I want their Mistress as well.” With that he closed the door.

He had barely taken a few steps from the door when it opened back up and two girls dressed only in white stockings entered the room, Sari didn’t recognize either of them. The Shaw turned to them and said “Where is your Mistress?”

One of the girls bowed and said “She will be here in a moment, she has already been sent for.”

“Take her and get her cleaned up and bring her back to me.” The Shaw told the girl while motioning to Sari.

The two girls came and pulled Sari to her feet and started to guide her back out the door. Sari let herself be guided along as her legs were feeling a little shaky. Just as they were leaving the room they saw their Mistress walking in. She gave Sari a quick glance before hurrying to the Shaw saying “You called for me your Highness?”

The last thing Sari heard the Shaw say before she was hurried down the hall was “Yes, I called for you because I’m really going to need someone who knows what they are doing.” Sari was ashamed of herself, she was sure she had done something wrong, she hadn’t pleased him. She had gotten so lost in her own enjoyment that she forgot what she was there for. Was she going to be punished? What would happen to her now?

What Sari had missed was the conclusion to the Shaw’s statement. “That girl is just amazing, I don’t know how you got such results in only a few hours time. I have one opening left and I intend to break her in completely. I need you to get me ready for her again.” The Mistress dropped to her knee’s without saying a word and took his cock into her mouth. Part of the reason she was given the position she had was how she was able to please the Shaw. She held nothing back. Sucking and working his cock at first with little result, but she continued her work.

Meanwhile, Sari had been taken just a little down the hall to another bathing room. This pool was not as large as the one she had visited earlier that day, but was still huge compared to the copper tub she was used to. The girls quickly stripped her out of her stockings and led her to the pool. The girls were very efficient about their work this time. They cleaned her as they had been ordered to, but nothing more. They put fresh stockings on her legs and led her back to the Shaw’s quarters.

As they entered the Shaw’s quarters the first the she saw was her Mistress down on her knee’s working his once again hard cock in her mouth. Sari was ashamed. She hadn’t been able to please her Shaw so he called in for someone who could.

When the Shaw saw Sari’s return he pulled his cock free from the mouth that had aroused him again and said “Dismissed, all three of you.” Sari watched as her Mistress rose from her knees and walked over to take the two girls in arm and lead them out of the room. Closing the door as she left.

The Shaw moved over and took a bowl off a shelf, She could see that it was filled with the same cream he had used on the girls earlier that morning as he had inspected them. He looked over at her and said “Lay back down, on your stomach this time.”

Sari did as she was told. Laying down in the middle of the bed on her stomach she watched as the Shaw sat down by her and dipped his finger into the cream. His finger came out of the bowl with a fair amount of the cream on it and moved behind her. She wasn’t surprised as his finger came in contact with her ass, though the cold still made her jump a little. He gently massaged the cream around her ass for a moment before his finger entered her ass smoothly. After rubbing some of the cream inside of her ass she felt him remove his finger and saw it return to the bowl. He then proceeded to rub some of the cream on his cock before he set the bowl down. The Shaw once again moved between her legs and positioned his cock right at the opening of her ass. She heard him whisper “I will try to be gentle here as well.” Sari felt his cock pressing down not a moment after he had finished speaking.

Sari was instantly grateful for the phallus that has been in her ass for the better part of the day. Even though it hadn’t even been half the size of her Shaw’s cock she could only imagine how painful this would have been without it. Even though the Shaw was gentle it was still painful. Not unbearable, but painful. Just as she felt like she couldn’t take anymore she felt his hips hit her butt. Once again he gave her a moment to adjust before continuing. As her body began to adjust to having his cock in her ass Sari gave a small nod letting her Shaw know she was ready. Again he started slowly, using all of his length to work gently in and out of her ass. It wasn’t long before Sari was finally comfortable. She found herself wondering why all of the attention to her ass had gotten her so worked up until now. While the Shaw working himself in and out of her ass was nice it didn’t seem to have the same effect on her.

As overwhelmed as the Shaw was by the tight silky hole he was working his cock into he couldn’t help but notice Sari’s lack of enthusiasm. He had seen this before and knew exactly what to do. He pulled his hips off her slightly and started to work a hand under her.

Sari felt her Shaw’s hand trying to work its way under her hips and lifted as best she could with him over her. As his hand found its destination his fingers quickly went to work on her clit. The combination of his cock in her ass and his fingers on her clit was more then she could take. She couldn’t decide if she wanted to grind her hips down into his hand or to push back onto his cock. It didn’t take long for her to find her rhythm though. Pushing back into him as he drove his cock into her ass and grinding her hips forward into his hand as he pulled back. Sari was so overwhelmed by these sensations that her massive orgasm surprised even her.

Feeling Sari’s hips working under him only drove the Shaw on. Her tight ass milking his cock was almost more then he could take. He knew he wouldn’t last long. When he felt her ass clamp down on his cock in her orgasm it was more then he could take. Once again he sent wave after wave of cum into this girl. It wasn’t much since he had already cum twice tonight but he was still surprised at how much he had to give her. He left his cock buried in her ass until he felt her spasms subside then pulled himself free and collapsed onto his back beside her.

Sari laid still catching her breath as she listened to his breath slow from a ragged pant into the slow, deep, even breaths of someone asleep. She couldn’t help but wonder if she had pleased him this time, or had she once again gotten too lost in her own pleasure. Her last thoughts before sleep took her was what would happen to her if she didn’t.

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Lianna asks Mia if she would like her attendant Lucy to join them for a game.

Mia sank back into the downy pillow, her heavy breathing subsiding. Beside her the pink, flushed face of princess Lianna emerged from beneath the blankets, her red hair dishevelled and a twinkle in her eye. The princess moved closer, taking Mia in her arms and pulling her into a close embrace. Mia turned her head and whispered into her lovers ear

“Thank you Ma’am” her voice was airy, her breathing not fully calmed. She felt that she could still sense the warmth of Liana’s tongue where it had been between her legs. Liana did not reply, but held her closer, cheek to cheek, their naked bodies intertwined. Mia thought how strange it was that she was here, sharing a bed with the princess. It had been a month since she had become her bedmaid, and in truth the relationship was hardly that of a mistress and her servant anymore, they were lovers now, although they still had a lot of fun assuming the old roles and Mia still liked to call Liana Ma’am. Strange as it seemed that she should be a princess lover, it felt natural and that brought a happy smile to her face.

It was early morning. The sun shone in through the lacey curtain of Liana’s room. The pair lay in each other’s arms for a long time, but eventually Liana pulled away and rolled over onto her back, reaching out for a little bell that sat on the bedside table. Lucy would already be waiting, probably getting impatient by now for the sun had risen some time ago. Before Mia had started sharing Liana’s bed the attendant would simply have walked in by now and woken the princess herself. These days she let them have their mornings together. Liana rang the bell and sure enough Lucy entered the room almost immediately, she had been waiting by the door. Lucy liked to complain about Liana’s late rising from time to time, but the princess knew she didn’t really mind, Lucy was never without a book to read and she was always glad of a quiet moment.

Lucy smiled warmly at the couple as she performed a small curtsy to Liana and gave a nod to Mia, all the while holding the tray in her hands steady. Lucy was perfectly presented as always, her neat blonde hair framing her face then curling into two wide ringlets that fell prettily on her shoulders. Her feline ears were perked up and the tip of her tail flicked gently from side to side. Mia was often amazed that Lucy could look so perfect so early in the day and had to remind herself that not only was she a beastkin, and thus not in need of so much sleep, but she was also a mage and according to Liana used a spell to arrange her hair.

Lucy approached the bed and offered the tray to Liana. It held a delicate silver coffee pot and two small cups, as well as two cups of water and a little silver lidded bowl. Liana sat up to take the tray, unashamed at showing Lucy her nakedness. She placed the tray over her lap then washed her mouth out with some of the water and Mia, also sitting up now and similarly comfortable in front of Lucy did the same. Liana poured a cup of coffee and handed it to Mia, who blushed a little as she took it, feeling that it should be her doing the serving. Once Liana had poured her own cup and taken a long sip she turned to Lucy who was standing beside the bed watching the couple with an affectionate look. Lucy was very pleased with the match.

“Is there any news for me this morning Lucy?” Asked Liana, her tone making it quite clear that she hoped there wasn’t.

“Nothing urgent.” Replied Lucy. She never called Liana M’lady in private as she did in public. “Your father will want you to take lunch with him as there are guests, but he plans to take them hunting for a few days so you won’t have to join them for anything other than lunch.”

Liana sighed and took another sip of her coffee, then she spoke. “I suppose it’s not too bad. Thank you Lucy. I’d like to take a bath this morning, could you have one drawn for me?”

“Of course.” replied Lucy with a smile and she turned and left the room. Once she was gone Liana turned to Mia and spoke.

“I want to ask you something Mia, and it’s very important to remember that you are free to say no, I won’t mind at all and I’ll never ask again.”

Mia, immediately curious, nodded her understanding.

“Before I met you, me and Lucy used to share a bed some nights, and do other things as well. It was never like you and me, we were always just friends, but it was fun. Lucy is very skilled and she can do things with her magic. I wondered if you would be interested in having her join us sometime. I’m sure she would like to, though you don’t need to worry if you aren’t interested, she has other people and she’s not the jealous type at all. She’s very happy we have each other.”

Mia didn’t answer immediately. She had always assumed that Liana and Lucy had done such things. She’d actually lain awake at night imagining just that quite a few times before she and Liana had become close, it had always been an appealing thing to think about. When she thought about the suitors that pursued Liana’s hand she always felt a little sick, but when she thought of Lucy and Liana she felt something quite different.

Liana had an anxious look on her face that seemed out of place on one who was usually so confident. She was concerned that Mia might be upset by the question. She wouldn’t have asked if she wasn’t fairly sure Mia would be interested, but it was nerve wracking, if she was wrong it might feel very hurtful.

Seeing the princess’s anxious expression Mia smiled and answered.

“I think it’s a very good idea. You know, I used to fantasise about the two of you sometimes.” Mia blushed a little as she answered.

Liana laughed as her anxious expression fell away into a relieved smile.

“I was sure you’d be interested. I really wouldn’t have asked otherwise.”

The pair smiled at each and Liana leaned over and place a soft kiss on Mia’s cheek, making her blush, then the princess put down her coffee cup and spoke again.

“Will you join me for my bath?”

Mia nodded enthusiastically.

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That evening Mia and Liana sat on the princess’ bed. Both wore nothing but their cotton side-laced panties. They sat side by side, their hands on their laps, and did not speak. By the side of the bed their other clothes were neatly folded in two tidy piles. It was all part of the game, all discussed in advance.

Liana had told Mia how, as a princess, she had never truly been punished. “It would not do to treat royalty like a common servant” she had said, in the mocking tone she used to impersonate her father. She thought that might be why the idea had become so exciting to her, both to punish others and, a little to Mia’s surprise, to be punished herself. Of course it wasn’t that Mia couldn’t understand the attraction, but she hadn’t ever considered Liana wanting to be the submissive one. Apparently though she often had been, playing the naughty servant to Lucy’s stern mistress.

The princess had suggested they play that same game tonight and, after she got over her surprise Mia, had found the idea very appealing indeed. She was looking forward to sharing the experience with Liana and she found she was also rather looking forward to seeing Liana spanked, she couldn’t really picture it, but it was an arousing thought.

They had come from Lucy’s room. The attendant come mistress had told them in an imperious tone how they had failed in their tasks as servants and would now suffer the consequences. After a thorough scolding, so convincing in its stern tone that Mia couldn’t help but marvel a little at the quality of Lucy’s acting, they had been sent to their room, ordered to strip to their panties, fold their clothes neatly and wait in silence until Lucy came to deliver their punishment.

It seemed they had been sitting there for a very long time. There was a sort of tension in the air that Mia found exhilarating, making her think of the cold stone corridor of the palace dungeon where she had waited to be punished by Liana. Stealing a glance at Liana now she could tell that the princess felt it too. She was taking her role in the game very seriously, but her eyes had a sparkle that Mia had learned to recognise, a relaxed contentment that Mia thought Liana had not enjoyed often enough in her life.

One couldn’t say the life of a princess was hard, but it lacked certain freedoms that others in the kingdom took for granted. Being punished was not a freedom of course, but Mia thought it seemed that way to Liana. It was an escape from her restricted role. Clearly she also found it quite exciting, Mia could see the hardness of her bare nipples despite the warm air of the room. Her eyes were lingering on that very pleasant sight when she heard the door swing open and, remembering her own role, turned quickly to look forwards once again.

Mia kept her eyes forward as Lucy stepped into the room and closed the door behind her. She heard the attendant say something in a language she couldn’t understand. It was a spell of silence so no one outside could listen in, she’d heard Lucy use it before. Though she’d known her well for weeks now and seen a fair bit of her magic, the strange sound of that language and the knowledge of what it was still made her shiver a little, like a gust of cold wind was sweeping over her, although the air was still, Liana never seemed to feel it.

Her spell completed, Lucy walked around the bed with a confident stride and stood in front of the two girls. She wore a stern expression, looking every bit the disappointed mistress. She was dressed in a white blouse covered by a tight fitting cream jacket, cut just above the breast so it showed a square of the fine white cloth of the blouse. Her skirt reached just a little more than half way down her thighs, hanging over the top of her long black socks and she wore fine ankle boots of soft pale leather. Her tail swayed slowly from side to side as she took in the pair on the bed. In her hand was a paddle of polished wood. It was long and thick but not very wide.

Mia glanced to the side at Liana and saw that she was playing her part well, she had a look of nervous fear on her face that sent a little flutter through Mia’s heart, though she knew very well it was just for show. It was so strange and endearing that she forgot her own part in the game for a moment and simply stared at Liana. Lucy’s voice snapped her back around.

“Stand up!” The attendant’s tail swished as she spoke and Mia found herself almost jumping to her feet. Lucy continued, her stern amber eyes moving slowly from one girl to the other as she spoke.

“You two have caused a lot of trouble for me. I run a neat house here and I can’t have girls like you ruining things. You will be punished properly and after this I expect you to improve. Do you understand?”

Mia and Liana answered together “Yes Ma’am!” Mia could hear the enthusiasm in Liana’s voice even as the princess tried to play the role of the frightened servant.

Lucy placed the paddle on the dresser behind her and turned back to face the girls. Pointing to a spot at the side of the room she spoke again.

“Stand over there.” As Mia and Liana did as they were told she strode past them and sat down on the bed, her tail wrapping around the side of her hip and hanging down beside her leg.

“Now then. I will spank each of you with my hand to start with and when you are properly warmed up you will both get your paddling together. Liana, you will be first. Come over her and lie over my lap.”

Mia found that she was very much looking forward to this. Already she could feel her arousal growing as she watched Liana walk slowly across the room and let Lucy pull her down over her lap. She found that the dressing mirror opposite her was positioned just right so that she could see the princess face as she lay over her attendant, Liana was smiling, her eyes twinkling with anticipation. Taking her time, Lucy undid the small buttons of her coat and removed it, then she held it out and spoke.

“Mia. Take this, fold it, put it down by your own clothes and then return to your position.” Mia did as she commanded. As she crouched to place down the jacket she stole a glance at Liana and saw a little spot of moistness on her tight fitting panties. When she returned to her position by the wall Lucy was undoing her shirt cuffs and rolling up her sleeves. When she finished she placed a hand on Liana’s back and the other on her bottom.

“I will begin now Liana, let this be a lesson to you.” Lucy had barely finished speaking when she brought back her hand and delivered a sharp slap to the princess’ bottom. Liana gasped and flexed her back a little. The next slap rang against the other cheek and again the princess gasped. Mia could tell the slaps were hard and she imagined the sting Liana felt. The attendant did not let up, her strikes beat out a steady rhythm on the princess behind and with each one Liana’s gasps grew louder, turning into little cries of pain and unmistakable pleasure. The sound was sweet in Mia’s ears and she could feel the growing warmth between her legs as she imagined the sensations Liana was experiencing.

The slaps continued. The princess began to squirm as her attendant delivered blow after blow to her behind. Mia could see the skin, where it showed below her panties, reddening to match the long hair which bounced as she wriggled and flexed under the blows. In the mirror she could see Liana’s face, her pleasure was evident even while she cried out as each blow found her behind. Mia was burning now, she wanted to reach down between her legs, but that wouldn’t be fitting, wouldn’t be part of the game, and that only made the sensation more intense.

With a final pair of quick hard slaps Lucy stopped her rhythm. Liana flopped down against her attendants legs, gasping for breath, a misty eyed, satisfied, look on her face. Lucy rubbed her hands together for a moment then reached down and with dexterous fingers undid the two knots that held Liana’s panties, pulled them away, and let them drop.

“You will get twenty more on your bare skin Liana” Lucy said in her imperious tone. “After that you will stand up, collect your panties and place them with your other clothes. Then you will go to your position by the wall. Do you understand?”

Liana did not reply for a second, still breathing heavily. Lucy gave her bottom a light slap, bringing a little gasp from the princess, and repeated the question “Do you understand me Liana?”

This time Liana answered, a playful edge to her voice “Yes Ma’am.”

“Good. These will be painful, but they are well deserved. Get ready.” Lucy caught Liana’s eye in the mirror and the princess gave her a roguish smile, then she dropped her head and lifted her bottom a little, offering it up for punishment. The provocative motion and the clear site of Liana’s arousal as it revealed the princess pussy sent a little shiver of excitement through Mia.

Lucy placed her hand on Liana’s behind once again. She gave the naked, reddened, skin a pair of gentle taps then drew back her hand and delivered a hard slap. Liana yelped and tossed her head back, her long red hair flying up with the motion. Lucy gave her little time to recover. The next slap was just as hard and again Liana bucked under the blow as she yelped. Mia could imagine the sharp pain and also the luxurious burn it would leave behind, she was looking forward to her turn. Liana continued to yelp and wriggle as the blows rang against her skin. Mia could see in the mirror that there were tears in her lover’s eyes, but the pleasure on her face was unmistakable. After ten strikes Lucy gave Liana a moment to catch her breath. The princess shuddered and moaned softly and Lucy gently rubbed her behind. After a moment she spoke again.

“Last ten Liana. Are you ready?”

“Yes Ma’am” Liana’s voice was husky as she spoke between deep breaths. Once again Lucy patted the punished skin and drew back her hand. The ten blows came quickly. Each a ringing slap that brought a yelp of pained pleasure from the princess as she twisted and wriggled under the punishment. By the time the last two blows landed the sound had merged together into one long cry, far more of pleasure than of pain. After that tenth blow Liana collapsed down, all the tension leaving her body as she let out a soft sighing moan of satisfaction and began to catch her breath. Lucy rubbed her bottom, which was now bright red, her delicate fingers caressing the skin. Liana made little satisfied sounds of enjoyment as her attendant stroked her.

Mia had been entranced, watching the punishment and listening to the sweet sound of the pleasure Liana took in the pain, but now she was acutely aware of the effect that sound, and the sight of Liana wriggling under Lucy’s firm hand, had had on her. Her pussy throbbed with her arousal and it took real effort not to reach down between her legs to relive it, but there was a pleasure too in denying herself the release.

She watched as the attendant gently guided Liana back to her feet. The tender affection Lucy felt for the princess was obvious in the way she helped her up and looked her in the eye with a reassuring smile, but when she saw the satisfied look and was sure that Liana had enjoyed the spanking she resumed her dominant persona and spoke in her commanding tone.

“Pick up your panties, put them with your clothes and go to your position. Keep your hands off your behind, you deserve the burn you’re feeling.”

Liana did as she was told. As she walked to take her place beside the wall Mia could see the mist of tears in her eyes, but her face still wore a look of deep contented satisfaction. She smiled flirtatiously at Mia as she approached. Seeing the princess like this, eyes full of happy tears and her bottom red from it’s punishment sent a wave of affection through Mia and she wanted to embrace her right there. Maybe reading her desire Liana grasped her hand as she came to stand beside her and gave it a tight squeeze, turning and grinning at her, the look on her face and the feel of her hand filled Mia’s head with a warm fuzz.

Lucy cleared her throat, bringing Mia’s attention back to her before she spoke.

“It is your turn now Mia, come her and lie over my lap.” Mia did as she was told, crossing the soft carpet to stand beside Lucy, who took her arm and guided her down over her lap. She felt the fabric of the attendant’s skirt and the soft silk of her socks against her naked skin. Through both she felt the heat of Lucy’s body. The attendant placed a warm hand on her back and she felt the other come to rest against her cotton panties, cupping the cheek of her behind. She shuddered a little and felt the heat between her legs grow stronger still. Lucy spoke.

“Your punishment will start now Mia. I hope it teaches you to behave better in future.” Mia was going to reply, but before she could the sharp force of Lucy’s first slap found her behind and her half formed word became a gasp. The blow was intense, even through the cotton panties, a stinging pain that quickly became a glowing warmth. The next came and she gasped once more, flexing a little with the sting. Lucy’s rhythm was steady and her hand was firm. She delivered a pattern of sharp slaps that filled Mia’s behind with stinging pain and building heat.

Lucy’s hand was still on her back, pushing her down over her legs as Mia wriggled, unable to hold still as the blows rang against her. As the pain rose her gasp became soft cries and her breathing grew quicker. The rhythm continued unbroken, sharp and painful but gloriously exhilarating. Mia could see the mirror, she thought Liana was watching her face but she had little time to think, the pain and the pleasure dominating her thoughts with their intensity. She flexed her body and tossed her head, she could feel the start of tears stinging her eyes as the punishing slaps stung her behind. A final pair of ringing blows drew a cry of pain that wavered and rose again as the second of the pair found her. The heat in her behind was fiery and as she sunk down over Lucy’s legs she was acutely aware of the matching heat in her pussy. She looked at Liana in the mirror through misty eyes, she could see the princess biting her lip a little, her fingers fidgeting at her sides, and she knew Liana was longing to relieve her own heat.

Her attention was drawn away from the princess as she felt Lucy’s fingers undo the knots of her panties. She groaned a little as Lucy pulled the fabric away and it slid across her wet pussy. She certainly didn’t sound like the penitent servant she was supposed to be. The hot pain and the throbbing between her legs had swept her role from her mind and she was lost in the moment. Again she groaned as Lucy’s long fingers brushed against her behind and then began to softly rub her skin.

“You will get twenty on your bare skin just like Liana did Mia. Then you will stand, retrieve your panties and put them on the pile before returning to your position by the wall. Do you understand me?” Lucy’s voice was stern but quiet, and the harsh tone did not match the tenderness of her touch as she massaged Mia’s punished skin. Mia replied quickly, eagre for more.

“Yes Ma’am.” As soon as she had spoken Lucy’s hand lifted away and a moment later the blow rang against her flesh. She cried out at the sharp pain, far more intense without the protection of the thin cotton. The next blow brought the sting of tears to her eyes even as she yelped with pleasure. The rhythm of the blows was slow, but the sting of their force and the heat they left was luxuriously intense. Mia cried out with each one, the cries fading into shuddering sighs of pleasure before rising again with the next slap. She could feel the warmth of Lucy’s body and the soft fabric of her skirt as she squirmed under the punishment. The tenth blow made her throw back her head as the pain brought a delighted yelp from her mouth. Lucy paused and once again began to rub Mia’s behind. The soft touch felt wonderful on her burning skin. She breathed heavily, enjoying the burning heat and the gentle caress. After a long moment the attendant spoke.

“You have ten more to go Mia. Are you ready?” Mia knew if she said no Lucy would stop, but she didn’t want her to. She shuddered with anticipation of what was to come as she replied, remembering the quick hard slaps Lucy had given Liana.

“I am ready for my punishment Ma’am.”

“Good girl Mia.” replied Lucy as she lifted her hand away. As she had with Liana, Lucy delivered Mia’s last ten slaps quickly, striking hard in a rapid rhythm and holding the girl against her lap with a firm hand. Mia cried out as the first slap landed, delivering an electrifying sting which had no time to fade before the next slap came. Her cry rose again, full throated now, as one blow then the next rang against her. They seemed to merge together, the sharp stings flaring the heat, and she voiced a long shuddering cry of pleasure and pain that rose and fell as the blows fell. It took only a few moments, but to Mia, writhing under the fiery intensity, lost in the sensation, it seemed far longer. As the last blow landed she fell against Lucy, all the air gone from her. She took a long breath and moaned softly as she exhaled. Lucy was massaging her bottom now and Mia felt a sense of enormous comfort as she lay there, muscles relaxed enjoying the fiery burn and the soft touch. In the mirror she could see Liana, the princess was biting her lip again and her face was flushed, Mia could see her arousal in her face and in her clearly moistened pussy.

After a long while Lucy placed a hand on Mia’s shoulder and gently helped her to her feet. As Mia stood Lucy looked up into her face and her expression was tender, she smiled at Mia and Mia smiled back.

Steeping back, Mia crouched and picked up her panties from where they had dropped to the floor. She stood, folded them and walked over the the neat little pile of clothes beside the bed where she placed down. Then she turned and walked back towards the spot by the wall where Liana was standing.

As she walked she let her eyes run up Liana’s body, taking in her pale skin, her clear arousal, her round breasts with little hardened nipples, and her eyes. The princess too ran her eyes over Mia then met her gaze with a sultry smile. When Mia stood beside her she took her hand and squeezed it gently. They waited as Lucy rubbed her hands together for a moment, straightened her skirt and stood. The attendant’s face was a little flushed and Mia thought she could see her nipples, hard against the fabric of her blouse. She turned to face Mia and the princess, her tail swishing side to side.

“I hope you are learning your lesson girls.” She said, returning to the persona of the stern mistress. She paused, waiting for a reply. Mia and Liana answered together.

“Yes Ma’am.” Both sounded more enthusiastic than a punished servant should really have done.

“I’m glad I am getting through to you, but your punishment is not finished yet. Next you will be paddled and you will take this part of your punishment together. Are you ready?”

Liana squeezed Mia’s hand again and turned to look at her, a questioning look on her face. Mia nodded and they spoke together.

“Yes Ma’am.”

“Good girls” said Lucy, then continued “Come and stand in front of the bed and face towards it.” With a parting squeeze Liana let go of Mia’s hand and the pair walked over to the bed and stood side by side facing it. Lucy stepped up behind Mia and put one hand on her waist and the other on her shoulder. She slowly guided her down onto the bed. Mia let Lucy position her so that she was lying at an angle across the bed, her hips on the mattress so that she was lying rather than kneeling, but her bottom was just at the edge.

The bedclothes were soft against her skin. A moment later Lucy guided Liana down at the opposite angle positioning her so that her stomach was lying across the small of Mia’s back. Both girls’ bottoms were exposed at the edge of the bed. Mia could feel Liana’s breathing, her chest brushing against her side as it rose and fell. She could feel the warmth and the smoothness of her skin, and the weight of her body pushing her down into the soft mattress. The close contact made the heat between her legs grow further and she longed for a release. She turned her face and found Liana already looking at her over her shoulder with a flirtatious expression in her eyes, a lock of her long red hair falling over her face. Silently the princess mouthed “I love you” and Mia replied in kind.

Behind the pair Lucy retrieved the paddle and walked towards the bed. She positioned herself to the side of the girls where she could easily reach both of their exposed bottoms, still bright red from the spanking they had received. She placed a hand on Liana’s back and spoke.

“You will each get ten swats.” As she spoke she gently placed the paddle across each girl’s behind in turn. “The first five will be in a set, first five for you Liana and then five for Mia. For the last five you will take turns to receive a swat each. Do you understand me girls?” Once again they answered together

“Yes Ma’am.”

“Good. Then I will begin with your first five Liana. Are you both ready?”. Mia could feel her heart beating quickly as she answered with the familiar “Yes Ma’am”. Lying here, skin to skin with Liana and about to receive her punishment. The heat between her legs had not faded and even the soft touch of the bedclothes against her pussy sent a little shiver through her now. Her bottom too was still filled with a delightful warmth. Liana had turned away, preparing herself for the swats.

The first swat came with a ringing slap and Mia felt Liana slide against her as she let out a gasping cry that was almost a moan and flexed her body. Her breath came faster and Mia felt each rise and fall of her chest. She heard the quiet sound of the paddle as Lucy gave Liana a gentle tap and then the louder ringing sound of the swat and Liana’s answering cry. The princess’ breathing grew faster still and Mia saw her clutching the silk bedsheet as she let out a shuddering gasp. Again the quiet tap and then the ringing swat and again Liana arched her back and clutched at the fabric, sliding against Mia as yelp with pain and sank back with a moan of open pleasure.

The next swat was louder and Liana cried out with full voice tugging at the bedsheets, her hair flying up around her face as she arched her back once more. She flopped back to the bed, her weight against Mia and her breathing heavy, but interrupted by little moans of pleasure. Mia heard the tap before the final swat and saw Liana ready herself, biting her lip as she prepared for the blow. When it came it rang against the princess’ with a loud slap but it could not match Liana’s cry which was close to a scream, breaking a little as she threw back her head and she gasped for breath, pushing herself against Mia as she flexed.

The set over the princess collapsed back to the bed, her breathing rapid. She turned her red flushed face towards Mia. There were tears in her eyes, but her expression was one of glowing contentment. Mia gazed into her lover’s eyes as she felt her warmth and her weight against her naked skin, and the unbearable throbbing heat between her legs. A moment later she felt the paddle press against her bottom.

The wood was cool against the still warm skin of her behind. She turned to face forwards, and shuddered a little, anticipating the blows. Lucy pressed the paddle against her, lifting the cheeks of her bottom. She gave Mia a soft pat and she gasped softly at the touch. The paddle drew back again and there was a moment of tension in which Mia could feel only her own heartbeat and the warmth of Liana against her back, then the swat came. It was not hard, but the paddle was thick and heavy and it rang against her skin with a loud slap. The pain was intense and she cried out as it washed over her, instinctively snatching at the bedsheets as Liana had done. She felt tears sting her eyes, but the pain dispersed into a brilliant heat and she sighed with pleasure as her muscles relaxed.

Lucy patted her behind once more with the paddle and again it withdrew. When it came the swat was harder, the sound filled the room but did not drown out Mia’s answering cry. Again the intense stinging pain washed over her and faded into heat. Liana had lifted herself a little, allowing Mia to flex under the blow and as she did so she pushed herself against the bed and felt the fabric on her pussy. The tap came again and the third swat rang against her. She threw back her head as she cried out, tears now flowing down her face as the wave of sharp pain faded once more into the fiery burning in her behind. Her breath came quickly as she collapsed against the sheets. After a moment she felt the tap of the paddle once more, the wood still cold against her burning bottom. It withdrew then fell, ringing against her skin and drawing another loud cry from her mouth.

Mia wondered how she could endure the intensity stinging strikes and the painful, luxurious burning they left behind, but she did not want it to stop. The tap before the last swat came, then a moment of anticipation that seemed to stretch for a very long time. The last swat was the hardest, the pain as it rang against her flesh drove her forward. She pressed against the bed as she arched her back and let out a screaming cry. As intense pain faded into heat she flopped against the bed with a long moan. Her bottom burned and her pussy throbbed. She turned her face towards Liana and met her eyes through her tears. The princess shifted her position a little and reached out a hand. She brushed Mia’s hair away from her face then gently wiped the tears from her cheeks. Mia smiled, feeling Liana’s weight and warmth and the gentle touch of her hand on her face. Lucy allowed them a long moment to gaze into each other’s eyes before she spoke.

“Just five more swats to go and your punishment will be done. Are you ready girls?” Liana was still caressing Mia’s face and now she gave her a questioning look. As she had before Mia nodded and they answered together.

“Yes Ma’am.”

“Good girls. You will get the first swat Liana, get back into your position.” Taking her hand from Mia’s cheek Liana shifted back into position, her stomach over Mia’s back and her bottom exposed. Her hands lay against the bed and Mia reached out and grasped the princess’s left hand with her right and squeezed it tightly, Liana returned the pressure.

Lucy laid the paddle against Liana’s behind and the girl let out a soft sigh. The paddle pulled back and the swat fell. Mia felt Liana squeeze her hand and slid against her as flexed and cried out under the blow. As the cry ended and became a moan of pleasure Mia felt the paddle tap against her and a moment later the swat fell bringing once again the wave of sharp pain and reigniting the fire in her behind. She cried out and Liana squeezed her hand as she sunk back down, her breathing heavy.

Lucy gave the pair a moment before once again laying the paddle across Liana’s bottom. This time she struck harder still and the princess’ cry was loud and long as she arched her back, red hair flying around her face, hand still gripping tightly to her lovers. Mia’s second swat fell and she too let out a long cry as the agonising sting washed over her. She moaned as she relaxed after the blow and the pair lay panting against the ruffled bed sheets. Lucy delivered the third strikes in quick succession. As Liana’s cry filled the air the slap of the paddle rang against Mia’s skin and her cry joined her lovers, two sounds far more of pleasure than of the pain that caused them. Mia grasped Liana’s hand tightly as the fire burned in her behind, feeling her lover’s rapid breath and the warmth of her body. Again the sound of the paddle came and Liana flexed against her as she let out a screaming cry. Then the pain erupted once more across Mia’s bottom and she too cried out, both of them squeezing the others hand as their pain added to the delightful burning in their rears.

Lucy took her time with the final swats. As the two girls sank back into the bed, their cries becoming long groans of pleasure, their chests heaving with the heavy breath she laid the paddle against the princess, leaving it there for a long moment, pushing gently against the reddened skin. She brought it back and Liana gasped, tensing a little as she anticipated the blow, but Lucy brought the paddle back down gently and once more let it rest on the girl’s behind. Liana shuddered and now Lucy drew the paddle back further and delivered the princess’ final swat, harder than any before. It rang against the skin with a sound that filled the room and Liana screamed her pleasure and pain as she bucked under the blow, squeezing Mia’s hand with her left and grasping the bedsheet with her right. Pushing herself against her lover as she endured the sting. Slowly she sank down, taking a long shuddering breath and expelling it as a moan of pleasure as the tension left her.

Mia felt the princess’ weight settle against her, and then she felt the weight of the paddle as it came to rest on her own behind, the wood cool against her burning skin. It lifted away and she tensed, ready for the final swat. It did not fall, the paddle rested against her once again and just as Liana had she shuddered, heart beating fast. It lifted away and a moment later it struck. The pain of the blow was intense, rushing through her as she screamed. Arching her back she pressed herself against the bed, feeling the sharp, overwhelming sting of the pain and the searing heat it left in her rear. Her cry was long and tears came to her eyes once more as she collapsed against the bed, breath coming in ragged gasps as the sensations washed over her.

She felt the tension leaving her body as she sunk into the soft sheets. Liana squeezed her hand and Mia felt her warmth against her as she turned her head once more to look into the princess’ tear streaked, but smiling face. Lucy was rubbing their bottoms now, the paddle discarded, she knelt behind the pair and caressed their punished skin gently. Both of them sighed and groaned with pleasure as they felt the gentle touch.

For a long time they stayed like that, the lovers lying over each other, hands clasped, looking into each other’s eyes as Lucy gently caressed them. Their breathing calmed and they smiled. Unclasping their hands they shifted a little so they could reach out and wipe the remains of the tears from each other’s eyes. Eventually Lucy spoke, her tone now tender.

“You took your punishment very well girls.” She paused for a moment and then, with a playful edge to her voice, she continued “Perhaps you should get a reward. Would you like that?” Both knew what she meant and neither hesitated to reply “Yes Ma’am.”, returning to their positions as they spoke, lifting a little to offer themselves to the attendant.

Mia felt the slender fingers that had been caressing her behind slide slowly downward, onto her thigh and then around, slipping across the skin and up between her legs. As they brushed against her pussy she moaned, feeling the heat building and anticipating the long denied release. Liana too was moaning as Lucy’s dexterous fingers slid between her own legs. She reached out and grasped Mia’s hand. Mia saw the look of pleasure on the princess’s face and felt Lucy’s fingers slide up over the lips of her pussy to brush against her clit. She bit her lip and groaned, flexing a little as the touch sent shivers of pleasure through her.

Next Lucy’s fingers slipped down once again and gently they parted the lips of her pussy. She heard Liana gasp and felt her grip on her hand tighten, then two fingers sliped inside her and another shuddering moan escaped her lips. She watched Liana’s face as she felt the fingers exploring her, stretching a little then pulling back only to sink deeper once again. Liana was letting out little gasping cries, a steadily rising rhythm that matched the growing pleasure Mia felt as, with a practiced hand, Lucy placed a third finger against her clit and began to circle it. As she did so the attendant spoke a word under her breath and once again Mia felt the cold shiver as the spell was worked, immediately followed by a sensation of electrifying pleasure as a pulse of warm, tingling energy spread from the finger on her clit and those inside her pussy.

She cried out and heard Liana do the same, soft, mounting, cries of pleasure as the magic washed over them and the fingers continued to slide in and out. Mia could feel her climax coming, but it almost seemed that the magic held it back, letting it build further. Her breathing was quick, she moaned in ecstasy between each breath and heard Liana do the same, a sweet sound of pleasure. The rhythm of their moaning rose and they began to cry out as Lucy’s fingers caressed their clits and slid back and forth inside them, waves of tingling energy spreading through them, making their bodies writhe against one another as the pleasure grew.

Mia thought she heard another word, but she could not be sure, for as it began to form the orgasm came, washing over her in a hot wave as she let out a full throated cry and arched her back, flexing with the flow. It seemed to last forever, she heard Liana’s voice, quavering and full of ecstasy, and her own matching it. The pleasure seemed to come in waves, each seeming to fade just as the next broke over her. She thought she was crying out her pleasure, but she could not be sure as the sensation filled her mind. Slowly, long moment by long moment it began to pass, dissipating like ripples in a pond. As her senses returned she lay on the bed her breath heavy, a feeling of complete satisfaction filling her.

She felt Liana lift herself off her, and she too rolled to the side. looking over at the Princess she saw her lying facing her, her usually pale face flushed to match her red hair and her expression relaxed and utterly contented. They gazed across at each other for a long moment and then Liana sat and turned to Lucy. The princess spoke, her voice airy as she regained her breath.

“That was wonderful Lucy.”

Mia sat up and looked up at the feline girl with an expression of affectionate gratitude. The attendant gave a coy smile as she replied.

“I live to serve your highness.”

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Unable to orgasm, she reluctantly dates women, hoping to cum.

Enjoy the first part of Emily’s adventures in an ongoing story

Prologue

Emily has finished off her cam show for the night, and was just saying goodbye to her viewers when she got a private message request from one of her regulars. She accepted, expecting to schedule a private or fetish show.

‘Hi Debbie. Did you enjoy the show? ;)’ she typed.

‘As always,’ Debbie typed back. She was one of the few women who regularly logged on to watch Emily’s cam shows. ‘Actually I’ve got a bit of a proposition for you.’

Emily knew that some cam girls also dabbled in prostitution, but Emily’s tastes didn’t run in the directions of most of the people who would be her clients. On the other hand, Debbie was a woman so Emily decided to hear her out. ‘What is it?’

‘You’re into girls right?’

‘Ya,’ Emily typed back. She was gay in fact, and did cam shows with some of the other girls in the business from time to time. ‘Are you looking to meet up or something?’

‘Not exactly,’ Debbie sent. ‘I work for Olivia Cruises. We do cruises in the Caribbean specifically for queer women. It’s mostly women in their 40s and 50s, but some are younger.’

There was a pause and Emily was about to ask what that had to do with her when Debbie continued, ‘We also like to make sure there are a few women in their twenties who are available for ‘paid company.’ One of our girls canceled at the last minute. Do you have a passport?’

Now that would be an interesting trip, Emily thought. See the Caribbean and screw a few old dykes along the way. ‘I do. How would it work?’

‘You get half price on a single cabin ticket, food and booze included. The staff steer any interested women your way, and you tip them out 20% of whatever you make. Most of the girls in the past have asked for $200 for an hour. It’s a ten day cruise that leaves from Florida next Friday.”

While Debbie gave her the exact schedule and cabin cost, Emily did some quick math. The cabin would be $600 and the return plane ticket would be $800. Add in another $200-300 for some new clothes and incidental costs, and she would need to see two or three women a day to make any money. Emily figures she could do that. Especially if she found some women into kinky shit that she could charge extra for.

‘Alright, I’ll do it,’ Emily said, and started making preparations. She bought her plane ticket, and made an appointment to get waxed and have her hair and nails done. She also ordered a few new toys online that she’d be taking with her. It was going to be a fun working vacation!

Day one

Emily took a red eye into Miami and caught a shuttle bus from the airport to the harbour where the ship was leaving from. She had decided on a light femme chic look for the trip, lots of sun dresses, shorts and pastel shirts and a couple of not too revealing bikinis. She didn’t want to look like a street walker, as she figured that wouldn’t be what the women on the cruise were looking for. She was wearing a short but not too short sundress with pink flowers on it, a pair of sandals, boy short panties and no bra over her modest chest. She arrived to the harbour just as early boarding was starting as she had been instructed.

She left her bags with the crew who would deliver them to her room, and climbed up the ramp to the ship. It was a large cruise ship, able to hold almost 2,000 passengers plus the crew. At the top of the ramp a crew member scanned her ticket, then gave her a key card that would open her room and directed her to the elevator that would take Emily to her deck. Emily found her room, a small cabin with a single bed and no windows because it was in the interior of the ship. She found a note on her bed along with the welcome package that directed her to go to one of the staff offices in an hour for her special orientation.

Emily hopped into the small shower in the cabin to clean up after the flight and redid her makeup, then went to where the note directed her. The door to the office said it was a Jenifer Grate, head of Concierge services. Emily knocked, then heard a voice from within telling her to enter.

Inside was a rather plain looking woman in her late forties, short brown hair and wearing the skirt and blouse of one of the staff. She motioned to a seat and Emily sat down.

“Now I know Debbie talked through most of this with you but I want to go over the ground rules. You’re not to solicit any of the guests. Either let them approach you or the staff will let you know about an interested woman,” Ms. Grate said. She slid a small cellphone across the table to Emily. “Keep this phone with you. You’ll be expected to be on call from noon until 4 am so I suggest getting some sleep when we’re done here. You tip me out 20% of whatever you make, and I will be expecting a minimum of $100 a day. You can come by this office shortly before noon each day to drop it off.”

Emily nodded and took the phone. “I think I can handle all that,” she said, and got up to leave.

“One more thing before you go,” Ms. Grate said. “Lock the door will you?” As she said that the older woman pushed her chair back from her desk and hiked up her panties. As Emily locked the door to the office, Ms. Grate slide her panties down her legs, revealing a dark brown bush. She spread her legs and said, “I’m going to have to make sure you’re any good.”

Emily went over and knelt between the woman’s legs, running her hands up and down her thighs, leaning in to lick along the side of her crotch. Inside the mass of hair Ms. Grate’s pussy opened up to reveal the wetness inside. She had obviously been anticipating this moment, so Emily didn’t waste any time and dived in. She licked up and down, probing into the older woman’s pussy with her tongue, fucking her with it as she moaned. Ms. Grate ran her fingers though Emily’s short hair, then pulled her up so that Emily could focus on her clit. Emily did as the older woman wanted, circling and rubbing it with her tongue, trying to get the concierge off as quickly as possible.

After a few minutes of serious attention to her clit during which time Emily slid two fingers into her pussy to massage her g-spot, Ms. Grate bucked her hips against Emily’s face, squeezing her hard with her hips. Then she sat back with a sigh, pushing Emily’s face out from between her legs.

Emily wiped some of the woman’s cum off her face and stood up. “So?” She asked with a smile.

“You’ll do. First timers orientation is at four. You should go so you know where everything is. Feel free to nap, no one will call you before then. Just keep the phone with you after that because you’ll be on call. And I’ll see you back her before noon tomorrow.” With that Ms. Grate dismissed her. Emily headed back to her cabin to wash her face and grab a nap. It was going to be an eventful trip.

When Emily woke up from her nap, she adjusted her makeup again, then went to meet her orientation group. She arrived just before four to find a group of about fifteen women milling around with a staff member checking names off a list. Emily went up to check in and got a bracelet that would get her food and drinks from the various restaurants and bars. More women arrived, and at a little after four the group set out on the tour.

Everyone in Emily’s group was also on their first cruise, so the tour focused on safety procedures, where the life boats where and what to do if there was a fire. Once what was out of the way they were shown where the pools and gym were, the different restaurants and onboard dance club. Most of the restaurants served food that was included in the price of the ticket, but there were a couple of fancy ones that guests had to pay for. Emily figures that she could get at least a couple of her ‘dates’ to buy her a fancy meal.

Emily also spent some time checking out the other women in her group. Most were in their 40s or older, and about half had come as couples. There were a few women in their late twenties or thirties, but Emily was the youngest by about five years. She wondered if she’d be screwing any of them later.

When the orientation was over, Emily went up to the deck to watch the ship pull away from the dock and take a few hits off her juul. She was surprised by how little movement she felt as the cruise ship set sail. They’d be at sea that night, docking at some small island the next afternoon for people to go ashore and do touristy things. Emily was tthinking of going to one of the many bars to get a drink, when the phone Ms. Grate had given her buzzed.

There was a text message that read, ‘Mary would like to see you in her cabin at 5:30,’ and gave the cabin number. It was just after five, so Emily took one last hit from her juul and headed back to her cabin. In her cabin she quickly brushed her teeth, then tossed some lube, condoms and a few toys into her purse, just in case Mary wanted to try any of them.

Mary’s cabin was on one of the fancier decks, and on the outside of the ship so she would have a window out onto the ocean, maybe even a balcony. Emily knocked, and a few seconds later the door unlocked and opened. Mary was a slightly over weight woman in her fifties, with short grey hair in a faux hawk, wearing a tank top and some shorts. She stepped aside to let Emily into the cabin. The cabin was about twice the size of Emily’s with a double bed, mini bar, a few windows looking out onto the ocean and a door that Emily assumed lead to the bathroom.

“So you’re the new girl,” Mary said as she looked Emily up and down with an appreciative eye.

“Yes ma’am!” Emily said with a smile. “What can I do for you?”

Mary sat down on the bed and laid back, hands behind her head. “Why don’t you start by giving me a little strip tease. There’s $200 on the mini bar for you.”

Emily set her purse down on the mini bar, and put the pile of twenties inside it. She was about to turn back and start a dance when Mary called out, “Grab me a beer from in there will you?”

Emily opened the mini bar fridge, bending down from the waist to show off her legs and ass to Mary, and pulled out a can of beer. Either Mary had stocked her fridge special, or the more expensive cabins had a different selection, because the beer was from some microbrewery that Emily didn’t recognize, as opposed to the Bud Light in her own fridge. She opened and handed the can to Mary, then started up some music on her phone to dance to.

The music was a playlist of some of Teegan and Sarah’s more danceable stuff, and Emily began swaying along to it. It was her favourite mix for stripping on cam, and she quickly got into it. She turned around and flipped up the hem of her sundress, showing off the thong she had changed into. Keeping her back turned she kicked off her sandals and stripped off her dress until only the thong was left. A second later a piece of fabric hit her in the back.

Emily turned to see that Mary had taken off her shorts and had tossed them at her. She was now laying naked from the waist down, legs spread to expose a surprisingly small pussy on such a big woman, with a light covering of grey-brown pubic hair. Taking the hint, Emily moved over to the bed and began to lay down between Mary’s legs.

“Start with my feet,” Mary said, moving one towards Emily’s mouth.

Emily took it and began to lick the soles of Mary’s feet. They were calloused, but clean, the woman having obviously showered shortly before Emily arrived. When Emily ran her tongue between the older woman’s toes, Mary gave an appreciative moan. She hadn’t had a pedicure in years if ever, but she obviously loved having them licked. Emily spent about five minutes alternating between feet before she began to kiss up Mary’s calves and thighs. Mary grabbed one of the pillows from the bed and put it underneath her ass to raise her pussy up.

Emily brought her mouth the the older woman’s slit and began licking. She let Mary’s moans guide her to the right places, and was soon flicking her clit as she slid first one then two fingers inside her. “One in my ass too,” Mary groaned, and Emily did as she was told, first wetting her index finger in the woman’s pussy then pushing it into her tight asshole.

Mary took a while to cum, and Emily’s jaw and wrists were starting to get sore when the other woman finally began bucking and moaning against her face. Emily sat up on the bed panting, pulling her fingers from the other woman.

“Thanks. Totally needed that,” Mary said. “I’m going to go have a shower. Maybe I’ll see you again,” she said with a wink.

Emily took that as her cue to get dressed and leave. As she headed back to her cabin she checked her phone and saw that she had another appointment in an hour. And she needed to bring her strapon.

Emily decided she probably didn’t have time to both eat and get ready, so she stopped on one of the outside decks to hit her juul again and grabbed a bottle of water and a granola bar from one of the snack stations. She checked the deck map to see where her next ‘date’ was, seeing that it was one of the largest cabins on one of the upper decks. She’d have just enough time to get to her own cabin get her harness and a couple of dildos and get there. Emily ate her granola bar in the elevator down to her cabin, hoping she’d have time to grab some dinner after this date.

In her cabin Emily took off her thong, and put on her strapon harness underneath her dress. She put two dildos that would fit the harness’s O-ring into her purse, a short slim pink one and a larger flesh coloured one. She washed her face and hands, touched up her makeup and put on some more deodorant and a little bit of cologne. Then she left, hurrying off so she wouldn’t be late.

Emily got to the cabin at just the appointed time, and knocked. The door opened immediately, revealing a shy looking woman in her mid thirties. Emily recognized her as aanother first timer from the tour earlier in the day. Her cabin was large and beautifully appointed, with a king sized bed and a balcony looking out onto the setting sun. There was an open bottle of white wine on the desk, and two glasses, one half drunk already. As Emily stepped into the cabin the other woman closed and locked the door behind her.

The woman stuck out her hand and said, “I’m Christy.”

Emily took it and introduced herself, watching the woman blush as they shook hands. “Don’t be nervous,” Emily said. “I’m here for whatever you want.”

Christy blushed deeper as she dropped Emily’s hand. “Would you like a drink?” She asked, as she poured more wine into her own glass then picked them both up. Emily followed as Christy led them out onto her balcony and set the glasses down on a table in front of a love seat. She sat and Emily sat beside her, taking her glass and having a sip. Christy took a big drink of her own wine, sitting straight up, tense.

Emily was about to say something when Christy blurted out, “I’ve never done this before!”

“That’s ok sweetie,” Emily said. “We can take this at whatever pace you want.”

“No, I mean I’ve never even kissed a girl,” Christy said. “I can’t believe I even came on this cruise, and now you’re here and I don’t know what to do!”

Emily suppressed a laugh, not wanting to offend the woman, and reached over to start rubbing her back. “Don’t worry about it. We can do as much or as little as you want. Do you want to talk about it?”

Christy sighed, leaning forward to let Emily massage her back through her t-shirt. “My husband left me for his ex six months ago. I tried to be a good housewife, but I just couldn’t make it work. I’m just so tired of hiding who I am, and I thought this cruise could be fun. Then I heard there were girls like you, I thought maybe a professional for my first time…” Christy finished the last of her wine with a single gulp, and pulled out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. “Would you like one?” She asked offering the pack to Emily. Emily took one and after Christy lit her cigarette she took the lighter and lit her own. They both took a few drags in silence, then Christy put her cigarette down in the ashtray, leaned over and kissed Emily.

Christy tasted like smoke and wine, and Emily carefully put down her own cigarette without breaking the kiss, making sure not to accidentally burn the woman. Christy opened her mouth, and Emily took it as an invitation to slide her tongue into the other woman’s mouth. Christy’s hands began to roam over Emily’s arms and back, and Emily leaned back on the couch so that Christy was half laying on top of her. Christy’s hand found one of Emily’s breasts and began to gently massage it, getting her nipples hard. Emily returned the favour my grabbing Christy’s ass, sliding her hand under her shorts to squeeze her butt through her panties.

They made out like that for a while, until there was a wolf whistle from one of the balconies to the side of them, and Emily looked up to see a couple of women watching appreciatively from the balcony next door. Emily waved to them, then said, “Why don’t we head inside?”

Christy nodded, panting, and grabbed Emily’s hand to lead her inside. As soon as they got inside, Christy began frantically pulling off her clothes until she was naked, revealing a slightly pudgy stomach, waxed pussy and still firm breasts. Emily went up to her, and pushed her back so she fell onto the bed. When Christy was laying down Emily lay down beside her and took one breast into her mouth, circling the nipple with her tongue. She let her hand run down Christy’s stomach until she found her wet slit between her legs. Christy moaned and arched her back, pushing her nipple into Emily’s mouth as she was fingered. Almost immediately Christy came as Emily rubbed her clit, covering her mouth to try and keep quiet.

Emily kept strumming Christy’s clit as she shook with the aftershocks, until Christy finally pushed her hand away. She leaned up on her elbows and asked, “You brought a strapon, right?”

Emily gave her a quick kiss and said, “Of course. Did you want to wear it or should I?”

“You wear it. I want to get fucked!”

Emily stood up and stripped off her dress so that she was wearing only the harness. She pulled the two dildos out of her purse and held them up. “Which one do you want?” She asked.

“Definitely the big one,” Christy said, her eyes a little wide.

Emily undid the clasps at the front of the harness and slide the dildo through the O-ring, the buckled it back tight so the fake cock was standing out erect from her crotch. Then she rolled a condom onto the dildo, gave it a little squirt of lube just in case and climbed onto the bed. She was going to ask Christy what position she wanted when the woman grabbed Emily’s cock and began guiding it to her pussy as she lay back on the bed. Emily lay on top of Christy, their breasts pressing together as Emily slowly slid her strap into Christy, kissing her as she moaned.

“Fuuuuuuuck,” Christy groaned as Emily slid all the way to the hilt in her wet pussy, her hands grabbing Emily’s ass and trying to push her deeper. Emily began to slowly fuck in and out, kissing Christy and playing with her breasts as she did. Christy was in ecstasy, writhing on the bed as she was pounded by Emily’s cock. Cristy’s pussy was soaking the bed underneath them when she put her hand to Emily’s chest, pushing her back and making her stop.

“Did you want me to slow down? Stop?” Emily asked.

“God no,” Christy panted. “I want to roll over.”

Emily giggled, and pulled out, letting Christy get down on all fours in front of her, presenting her throbbing pussy for Emily once again. Emily grabbed Christy’s hips, and pushed her cock inside her, watching it slide in underneath Christy’s cute brown asshole. Christy moaned, one of her hands moving to her clit, her head and chest resting on the bed. Emily matched the pace of her thrusts to Christy’s moans and movements, watching and feeling her hand move faster and more frantically on her clit.

Within minutes Christy was hit by another orgasm and collapsed under Emily. Emily pulled her cock out, standing up. She used some Kleenex to wipe Christy’s juices off the strap and roll the condom off of it, then unbuckled the dildo from the strap and put it back in her purse while Christy lay panting on the bed.

Emily sat down beside the woman and asked, “Was it what you hoped for?”

“God yes,” Christy said, rolling onto her back. “How much do I owe you?”

“Let’s say $250, because I used my strap,” Emily said.

“Ok,” Christy said and got up off the bed and went to grab her purse. She pulled a pile of twenties out and counted them, then handed them to Emily. “There’s $300. You earned the tip.”

Emily took the money and gave Christy one last kiss, then pulled on her dress and slipped out of the room. She checked her phone, but there were no messages about appointments yet, so she decided to find a bar to grab a drink and something to eat.

It felt a bit weird walking around wearing her strap harness, but since it was basically just a pair of panties with some straps to hold the O-ring on it wasn’t uncomfortable. She found one of the smaller bars that served food, and grabbed a seat at the bar. The bartender, a young woman about Emily’s age came over and handed her a menu.

“Would you like something to drink?” She asked.

“Vodka cranberry,” Emily said. “And if you give me a minute, I’ll get something to eat.”

“Vodka cranberry coming up!” The bartender mixed up Emily’s drink and put it on a coaster in front of her. “Have you decided what you’d like to eat?”

“I’ll take a chicken burger and some fries,” Emily said, handing back the menu.

“No problem,” said the bartender, and put the order into a computer behind the bar. “Enjoying the trip so far?”

“It’s been busy,” Emily said with a laugh. “Ms. Grate has me running all over the ship.”

“Oh, are you staff? I saw your first time bracelet so I assumed you’re a passenger.”

“Not staff, but not exactly a passenger either,” Emily said, not sure if she should tell the woman why she was there.

“Ohhh, you’re one of those girls!”

Emily shrugged. “Hope that’s not a problem for you.”

“Nope!” The bartender said, and gave Emily an appraising look. “Too bad they don’t pay us much, you’re probably out of my price range. But if you want I could steer a woman or two here your way.”

Emily checked her phone to confirm she hadn’t been texted any new appointments yet. “Let me eat first. I need a bit of a break.”

“No problem,” the bartender said with a laugh. “I’m Sarah by the way.”

“Emily,” Emily said and shook her hand.

Sarah went off to check on some other patrons, and Emily browsed her phone, updating her social media and checking on the sales from her Clips4Sale account. Sales were pretty normal, but she was going to have to put up some new videos soon so that people wouldn’t get bored. Maybe she could do some masturbation videos when she wasn’t working Emily thought.

Emily’s sandwich arrived, and she hungrily devoured it, then started picking at her fries as she continued to browse her phone. When she was done she pushed the plate away, and Sarah came to pick it up.

“There’s a woman down at the other end of the bar who’d like to buy you a drink, if you’re not booked up yet,” Sarah said.

Emily looked over to see an athletic looking butch with hair in a tight pony tail at the other end of the bar who raised her glass to them. “Sure, send her down,” Emily said.

Sarah went back over to the woman and said something to her. The butch finished her drink, then walked over and took a seat beside Emily. “Do you like tequila?” She asked Emily.

“Sure thing!” Emily said. “I’m Emily by they way.”

“Of course you are cutie. I’m Taylor.” Taylor then ordered two tequila on the rocks. They were off the premium menu, not included with the cruise, and cost $45 each. While they waited for their drinks Taylor put her hand on Emily’s thigh and gave her a little squeeze. “Is this your first cruise?”

“It is,” Emily said. “What about you?”

“Oh, I’ve been coming every couple of years for a long time. It’s a great way to relax.” Sarah brought them their tequila and Emily and Taylor clinked glasses. The tequila was smooth and harsh at the same time, and Emily took a small sip. It was much nicer than any of the tequila that Emily had at a club doing shots, and she savoured it.

“So how much to come back to my room with me?” Taylor asked.

“Depends on what you’re looking for,” Emily said. “It starts at $200 for some very good oral, and I happen to have my strap with me.”

“Mmm, I have my own strap little girl. What if I said I wanted to eat you out then fuck your ass?”

Emily though fast. It had been a while since she had anything bigger than a small buttplug in her ass, but so long as the strap wasn’t too big and they had lots of lube, she should be ok. “$350,” Emily said.

“Done,” Taylor said, and finished her drink. She waved over Sarah, and signed the bill so that the drinks would be charged to her account. “Drink up and lets hit the road.”

Emily finished her drink, and followed Taylor out of the bar. On the way out Taylor stopped at the ATM that was in the bar and took out a wad of cash. She led Emily to the elevator, and took her to the same deck that Emily’s cabin was on, though on the other side of the ship. Taylor’s cabin was the same size and layout as Emily’s. The woman obviously had money if she was buying top shelf tequila and Emily’s time, but she was spending it on things beside her room. Emily sat down on the bed, waiting to see what Taylor would do.

Taylor locked the door and immediately began to strip. She pulled off her shirt and sports bra in one motion, throwing them aside to reveal her hairy armpits, toned stomach and rather large, slightly saggy breasts. Then she undid her jeans and pulled them off so she was standing there in her boxers. “Your turn,” Taylor said with a wicked smile.

Emily pulled off her sun dress and kicked off her sandals, then leaned back and slid the strap harness down her legs, leaving her naked on Taylor’s bed. Taylor came over and grabbed Emily’s hips, pulling them to the edge of the bed and spreading her legs. Then she knelt between them, and immediately latched her mouth to Emily’s pussy. There was no warm up or foreplay, just a wet tongue suddenly pushing inside Emily. Emily moaned involuntarily as Taylor began to tongue fuck her, her nose occasionally brushing Emily’s clit and sending out little shocks of pleasure.

Taylor moved her tongue to Emily’s clit and began sucking on it as she pushed first one, then two fingers into her pussy. Fortunately between Taylor’s saliva and the stimulation, Emily was wet enough that they slid right in. Taylor quickly found Emily’s g-spot and began curling her fingers against the spongy bit of flesh. Emily moaned. Taylor didn’t waste any time, she just went straight for the parts that felt the best. When Taylor pulled her fingers from Emily’s pussy she let out a groan of frustration, which was quickly replaced with one of shock as Taylor’s index finger pressed against her asshole. The greasy finger quickly slid inside, expanding Emily’s sphincter. It was followed by a second finger, opening Emily up in a way that was both pleasurable and slightly painful.

Taylor kept working her mouth against Emily’s clit and her fingers in her ass, until suddenly and a bit unexpectedly, Emily found herself grabbing the back of the other woman’s head, trying to increase the pressure of her tongue as she came. As the aftershocks began to settle down, Emily had to push Taylor’s head away, too sensitive for more attention.

Taylor stood up, a wicked grin on her face. Then she opened a drawer in her dresser and pulled something out. She held up a dildo attached to a harness. There was a small part that would go inside the wearer’s pussy, and a larger dildo for fucking her partner. “Think you can take it?” Taylor asked.

Emily looked at the strap. It was in between the size of the two dildos she had for her own strap, but she’d used larger things in her ass sometimes for videos or on cam. “For sure,” Emily said. “I’ve got some lube and condoms in my purse.”

“Oh, I came prepared,” Taylor said, dropping her boxers and sliding one end of the toy into her hairy pussy. Then she buckled it on, and grabbed a condom from the same drawer the harness came out of. She ripped it open and quickly rolled it down the strap, then took a bottle of lube and liberally applied some to the toy. “On all fours slut,” Taylor commanded, and Emily obeyed. She rolled over and propped herself up on hands and knees, presenting her ass to Taylor. Taylor squirted some more lube onto her fingers, and massaged it into Emily’s asshole.

Then the tip of the strap pressed against Emily’s asshole, and slowly but surely began to press in. Emily gasped as the toy opened her up, larger than anything she had had in months. The lube helped, but it still hurt. Emily leaned her face down, grabbing and squeezing a pillow, trying not to cry out. After what felt like an eternity Taylor bottomed out the dildo in Emily’s ass, her thighs pressing into Emily’s legs. Emily panted, trying to focus on the pleasurable aspects.

“Play with yourself whore,” Taylor grunted, as she began to slowly fuck Emily’s asshole. Emily obeyed, one hand flying to her pussy and beginning to rub her clit, trying to let the pleasure out weigh the pain. Taylor kept a slow and steady pace, withdrawing her strap almost completely, then sliding it back in to the base. Emily kept playing with herself, starting to enjoy the fullness in her asshole, squeezing back against it.

One of Taylor’s hands reached down and grabbed Emily’s breast, mauling and pinching it as she increased the pace of her thrusts. “That’s it whore, take my cock in your ass,” Taylor grunted, panting as the end of the dildo in her pussy worked her close to the edge. Finally she bottomed out the strap in Emily’s ass one last time, and collapsed on top of the smaller girl with a shudder.

They lay together panting for a minute, then Taylor rolled over, pulling the strap from Emily’s asshole with a wet lube fart. While Taylor lay there in the afterglow, Emily went into the small bathroom and closed the door behind her. She sat down on the toilet and pushed as much of the lube from her ass as she could while she peed, the wiped and cleaned herself up a bit. Taylor was still lying on the bed, cock sating up straight, but she was starting to snore lightly with half closed eyes. Emily tossed her own strap harness into her purse, grabbed the cash, and pulled her sundress back on.

Emily quietly left the cabin carrying her purse in one hand, sandals in the other, limping slightly from the soreness in her ass. She checked her phone and saw that there was another appointment waiting for her. Emily sent back that she would be a few minutes late, she needed to stop by her cabin and clean up a little.

In her cabin Emily took a couple of Advil that she washed down with a beer from her mini bar. Then she hoped into the shower and had a quick wash, making sure to get any remaining lube from her ass. When she was out of the shower, Emily dried off and put on a new thong and clean skirt and tight shirt. Hopefully the next woman would only want to be eaten out, Emily thought to herself as she left her cabin.

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This story contains hardcore male bisexuality, incest and pissing. If any of this offends you please move on to another story.
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It was the hottest night of the year and I could not sleep. The humidity was overwhelming and it did not help much that I had my bedroom window and door open.

There was no breeze.

I got out of my bed and went to the window. The smell of ocean and wet grass filled my nostrils. I tried not to think about the sounds of sex coming from my parents’ and my sister’s rooms.

My sister was as loud as usual, begging her boyfriend to fuck her faster and harder.

“Fuck my goddamn cunt you beautiful sonofabitch,” she shouted. “Fuck my fucking brains out! Give it to me harder. That’s it baby … right there … pound my fuckhole with that big cock … ah shiiiiiit! Make me come … make me come … make me … fucking … come!”

I imagined her beautiful and sexy body lying there on her bed, her long blond hair all over her pillow and bed sheets with her legs wide open and her handsome boyfriend driving his big cock into her hot pussy, pounding her pretty cunt slit harder and faster, just the way my hot twenty-one-year old sister liked it.

This was not the first time I was imagining her in that way. As soon as she turned eighteen she started dressing like the sluts on MTV. Sexy halter-tops, cut off T-shirts that showed her sexy flat stomach and low cut jeans that revealed her thongs, her lower back tramp stamp and even the top part of her pubic hair, were her favorite pieces of clothing.

I assume that if my parents had not been so liberal and relaxed about sexuality my sister would have driven them crazy.

But they did not mind a bit how my sister dressed or how active her sexual life was.

After all my parents are very active swingers.

I loved watching my sister’s antics and as time went by I became more and more fascinated by her, almost as much as I was fascinated with my beautiful mother.

Everyone says that my sister is a younger version of my mother and I absolutely agree, although they should add sluttier to younger … and definitely much crazier.

They also say that my mom looks exactly like Sharon Stone. I can see the resemblance, but I think that she is much hotter than Ms. Stone.

Age has been very kind to my mother. In her late thirties she looks much more youthful and hotter than most sexy twenty-year old women and she knows how to look good. She has perfect teeth and a lovely smile, always uses the perfect amount of make up, not too much and not too little.

Her breasts are the perfect size, not too small and not too big and naturally firm. She always gives credit to my father and their loving marriage when people ask her how she manages to look so good.

My parents always discussed their lifestyle openly with my sister and me. They always said that having sex with others in a group setting had allowed them to discover and love each other more deeply.

Up until that night and the events that followed I did not completely understand what they meant by that.

I stared into the dark of night trying to get the images of my mother and sister naked and having sex out of my head, but the more I tried the clearer those images became.

I was so fucking horny!

My cock started throbbing and in less than a minute became as hard as a rock. I thought that my parents must have left their bedroom door open because I could hear my mother’s soft moans in between my sister’s louder cries of ecstasy.

I wished that I could call my girlfriend to come over, but she was out of town for a few days. My heart started beating faster and I felt light headed.

I was getting too damned hot and needed to cool down. I left my room to go to the bathroom down the hall. I was right. The door to my parents’ bedroom stood ajar and it looked like that they were having sex with the lights on.

In the bathroom I splashed some cold water on my face.

It did not help much.

I looked at myself in the mirror. My face was flushed and my cock was about to rip my boxers open. I pulled down my boxers and splashed some water on my cock. For a short moment I admired my own body and my big throbbing cock.

I have inherited my parents’ extremely good looks and my father’s muscular genes. Just like my father I have a very muscular and well-toned body, dark blond hair, blue eyes, six-pack abs, big biceps, broad shoulders and pecs, strong legs and an eight and a half inch cock.

I left the bathroom and started towards my room. I glanced at my parents’ bedroom door. The image of my naked mother popped into my head once more. Before I knew what I was doing I was right next to the open door of my parents’ bedroom. One more step and I would be able to look inside.

I took that step.

I saw my father’s muscular butt going back and forth, up and down. He was holding my mother’s ankles wide apart and fucking her very slowly.

His muscular back and buttocks were glistening with sweat. His movements were glorious and rhythmic. Every few pumps he would lie on top of my mother silently and kiss her, making her moan into his mouth. My heart was pumping too fast and my head felt dizzy with thick and pure lust.

For less than a second my legs turned to mush, I lost my balance and stumbled head first into the bedroom. I caught the doorknob and prevented a complete fall.

When I finally regained my balance inside the bedroom and was able to look up, I found both my parents looking directly at me.

My father had turned his head and my mother had lifted her upper body using his shoulders. Seconds passed as if they were minutes.

My parents looked surprised but to my relief they did not look angry at all.

Silence.

“I … I’m sorry,” I managed to mumble. “I’ll … I’ll leave now.”

“No!” I heard both of them say in unison.

I thought that I must have heard wrong. I turned and started to leave when I heard it again. First my mother and then my father, “No!”

No?

“Don’t leave honey,” my mother said softly.

Impossible, I thought, they want me to stay?

My father was smiling faintly. He was definitely not angry with me … and he was staring at my hard on, so was my mother!

I had forgotten about my hard on, but now I was painfully aware of it. I tried to cover it with my hands and it must have looked funny to my parents because they both started laughing.

“It’s ok baby!” my beautiful mother said, grinning impishly.

I found myself laughing nervously as well and removed my hands from my hard on.

“That’s more like it,” my mother said. “No need to hide that beauty from us.”

“No there’s no shame in having a nice healthy hard on son,” my dad added. “Come on closer and watch. You might learn a thing or two from your old man.”

“Or you can give your old man a few pointers,” my mother chuckled and playfully licked my father’s nose.

This is too fucking crazy, I thought.

I knew that my parents were cooler and much more relaxed about sex than most other parents, but to invite me to watch them fuck was not something that I expected in a million years.

They kept watching me intently as I slowly stepped toward their bed. As I got closer I finally could see my mother’s beautiful body, her nakedness in all its glory.

My fucking hot mother is naked!

Her bare breasts were the most beautiful breasts that I had ever seen. Her long nipples stood erect gloriously and her dark blond cunt bush was covered with beads of sweat and possibly her own cunt juice.

The hot pink lips of her pussy had engulfed my father’s thick cock and I could see her erect clit throb wildly like a miniature cock that was about to harden.

I was standing so close to the bed that my legs were touching the side of it. My dad started to pump my hot mother’s pussy slowly but firmly again. His cock started to make wet sounds as he pumped it back and forth inside her.

Squish! Slurp! Splash!

“Wow!” my father exclaimed. “Where did this flood come from?”

“Mm … what?” my mother whimpered, looking straight into my eyes.

“You weren’t so fucking wet a minute ago,” my dad panted.

“What’s your fucking point?”

“No point. Just an observation!”

“Sounds more like an accusation,” my mother giggled throatily.

“Maybe you’re right.”

“Say it!”

“You’re a sexy little pervert … getting so fucking wet because our son is watching!”

“So?”

“Shame on you!”

“Shut up and fuck me harder!”

My handsome father’s big balls started slapping against my mother’s butt cheeks. His shaft looked very wet. My mother’s brow furrowed as she turned her attention to my father’s pumping dick once more.

“That’s it baby,” my mother purred. “Right there! Fuck that pussy. Fuck it baby. Fuck me!”

She put her beautifully manicured fingers on my father’s abs and started moaning.

“Ah … fuck me with that beautiful cock of yours!” my mother cried as she lifted her ass off the bed, bucking her hips wildly against my father’s crotch.

“Oh Jesus,” my father gasped. “If you keep this going I’ll come in less than a minute!”

“No!” my mother shouted, putting her ass down on the bed again. “Don’t you dare come so fucking soon!”

My cock was throbbing again and becoming impossibly hard. I felt some pre-cum escape the tip of my cock and wet my white boxers.

“Why don’t you take your boxers off baby,” my mother said as she looked up at me. “Come get closer o us. Get on the bed … oh I love the way your dad fucks me!”

Both of them smiled at me as I shed my boxers and climbed on the bed right next to them on my knees.

“Look son, this is how you fuck a nice pussy,” my father said as he continued to fuck his cock into my mother in slow motion. “Sometimes you go really hard and fast,” he continued, “and sometimes nice and slow like this. I’ve been fucking her like this for almost half an hour now.”

“Don’t be so shy honey,” my mother mewled. “Go ahead and play with your cock. I know you want to!”

I wrapped my fist about my cock and started stroking very slowly. I was afraid that I would shoot my cum all over my parents if I stroked any harder. I was not sure if they would like that. I was not sure about anything for that matter.

I was still very tense, but horny enough to try almost anything. Suddenly to my surprise my mother craned her head and moved her face extremely close to my hard cock. She stopped just short of her lips touching my cock.

She spat right on my cock head. A thin string of white saliva now lingered between my cock head and my mother’s mouth.

“There you go,” she said with a smile. “You looked like you needed some help with that baby.”

“Thanks mom,” I replied nervously. “I did need that because my mouth is kinda dry!”

“See … that’s why I love her so much, always thinking about helping others,” my dad said and leaned down to kiss her lovingly on her beautiful lips.

They kissed hotly and passionately and my mother made sure that I watched as she sucked on my father’s tongue. I really wanted to kiss her too but I was not sure where they would draw the limits.

It was one thing to watch them and play with myself while doing so, but maybe I was not allowed to touch.

I decided to test them and see how far they would let me take it.

When my father finally was done kissing my mother and started fucking her again I slowly put the palm of my hand on my mother’s sexy, flat stomach. Her beautifully tanned skin felt very hot to the touch, almost as if she had a fever.

I looked at my mother’s beautiful flushed face and there it was again, those beautiful eyebrows frowning with lust.

I soon grew bolder and started moving my hand up and down her stomach, from right beneath her breasts to the outline of her pubic hair.

“Oh fuck yes baby!” my mother purred. “Touch me! It feels so fucking good … so loving. Don’t be shy honey. You can go lower if you want to!”

I saw the look of approval in my father’s eyes and my fingers touched my mother’s curly blond pubic hair. She started moaning louder as I took a handful of her bush and gently pulled on it.

“Ooh god yes … yes please,” my mother cried. “Pull harder honey. Fuck! Are you watching this Dan?”

“Yeah sweetie,” my dad replied. “I see it. He’s finally warming up.”

I ran my hand up her body again. This time I stopped right under her breast. I put my left hand on her head and started caressing her beautiful hair.

She looked directly into my eyes and I saw tears welling inside her big blue eyes.

“It feels so good,” my sexy mother moaned. “Keep touching me honey. Keep tugging my pussy hair!”

I lifted my right hand and put it down again on top of her breast. I took her stiff nipple between my thumb and index fingers and pulled on it.

My mother started breathing very heavily as she put her hand on my butt cheek and dug her fingers into my muscular ass.

“Oh shit!” my mother cried breathlessly. “Ooh fuck!”

Her body suddenly stiffened. She clenched her jaw and stopped exhaling. At the same time she raised her hips to meet my father’s thrusts.

Tears of lust and unbearable joy started rolling down her flushed cheeks as I pulled harder on her stiff nipple.

Ecstasy!

“That’s it Jake buddy,” my dad announced. “She’s coming son! You’ve made your mother come!”

My mother finally exhaled and lowered her hips. She let out a sexy sound that was somewhere between a moan, a purr and a beautiful melody.

I smiled at her and she smiled back at me.

“Oh my god!” she exclaimed. “That was so good. So fucking intense. Don’t you dare stop touching me now my beautiful boy! Make me come one more time Jake! I love the way your hands feel on my body!”

I put my left hand on her breast and the right one in her pubic hair. I pinched her stiff nipple hard and pulled on her thick curly bush even harder.

She started panting heavily again and my dad started thrusting his thick cock into her with longer and firmer strokes. I could see that her large clit was throbbing more evenly.

I touched her clit.

“Ooh god-fucking-damn this fucking shit,” my mom screamed at my touch.

I pinched her swollen knob. She raised her hips again.

I pinched harder.

She started sobbing loudly.

Tears trickled down her beautiful cheeks.

My dad fucked her harder.

I pulled on her large swollen clit.

She dug her fingers into my ass crack.

“Harder Jake!” my mother cried. “Pinch my fucking big clit harder. Rip it off of me!”

“Like this Mom?”

“My clit! Mm…my fucking clit! My fucking pussy’s on fire! Ooh god!”

I pinched my mother’s beautiful and sensitive clitoris even harder.

Her middle finger went right up my asshole.

Her body stiffened and relaxed a few more times before she finally lowered her hips. My dad pulled out of my mom’s pussy.

“I don’t want to cum yet,” he explained. “This is proving to be so much fun. I have seldom seen her cum so hard son. Looks like you have the magic touch.”

My mother let out the same sexy sound as the previous time. She pulled her finger out of my asshole and put it into her mouth.

She looked into my eyes as she sucked on her finger, savoring the taste of my asshole. She smiled at me again and then looked at my father.

“Dan, go get June and Rick!” she commanded my father. “Run baby. Don’t waste any time. I’m so fucking horny.”

My sister? She wants my dad to get my sister and her boyfriend? Wow!

I could hardly believe my ears. She wanted my sister and her boyfriend to join in. My father jumped out of the bed and left the room in a hurry.

I was alone with my naked hot mother. She sat up and leaned over my hard cock. Her nose was right above my throbbing dick.

She smelled it as if she wanted to savor the fragrance of my cock. Then she flicked her tongue out and licked the very tip of my cock.

Her hot tongue touched my piss-hole!

It was just one quick lick. I suddenly felt light headed again. I was delirious with lust. I was not sure if I was dreaming or all these things were really happening.

My father finally came back and had a sheepish look on his face. I thought maybe June and Rick had declined his invitation. But if I knew my sister she would jump at the opportunity to watch my parents fuck and would not miss it for the world.

I was right.

A few seconds later June and Rick entered the bedroom. June looked as hot as always except that she was wearing only a cupless bra and no panties. Her cunt bush was the same color and as thick as my mother’s. Rick was sporting a huge hard on and had a grin on his face.

“Fuck me!” my sister exclaimed. “Jake is here too? What the fuck has gotten into you people tonight? I thought that you were putting us on or something.”

“No sweetie,” my dad explained. “Now you see why I told you not to get dressed.”

“Well excuse me Mr. Daddy,” my sister replied sarcastically. “I was not going to get dressed anyway since you showed up in my room with your cock standing up like that.”

“Yeah Dan,” Rick added. “You kinda scared the shit out of us barging in butt naked like that!”

There was a moment of uncomfortable silence.

We were all looking at each other and nobody seemed to know what to do next. I was hoping that my parents would not change their minds and send us right back to our rooms.

My mother shifted her position on the bed and leaned against the headboard. She spread her legs wide open, which received everyone’s full attention.

“June, honey climb on the bed and lean against me,” my mother said lovingly. “I want to hold you and play with your gorgeous tits while your beautiful boyfriend fucks your hot pussy. Dan, get Rick’s cock ready for your sexy daughter, then put it inside her!”

I watched in complete disbelief as my father grabbed Rick’s cock by its root in his fist and started jerking it.

My father is bi-sexual, I thought to myself. Unbelievable, but so fucking cool. My dad’s fist is pumping Rick’s cock!

Rick seemed a bit surprised at first, but soon let the pleasure of my father’s loving fist take over his body.

I felt a new sensation brewing in my head.

My dad stopped pumping Rick’s cock and pulled him closer to my sister, then he put the thick tip of his cock against my sister’s now throbbing pussy.

He parted my sister’s pussy lips with his right hand and inserted Rick’s cock into her with his left hand. My sister yelped at my father’s unexpected touch.

“Ooh Daddy,” she purred. “That’s it. Put it in me! Don’t take your beautiful fingers off my cunt … please!”

“I won’t honey,” my dad replied lovingly. “I promise I won’t.”

And he didn’t!

My mother cupped my sister’s firm breasts from behind and started gently licking and biting her neck and shoulders.

I looked at June’s lovely face. Her big blue eyes were dreamy with lust. A cry of pleasure escaped her lovely mouth when my mother started pulling and pinching her stiff nipples.

“Is he fucking you good baby?” my mother whispered into my sister’s ear.

“Oh … yes Mommy!” my sister purred like a kitten. “So fucking good … Mommy!”

I put my hand on my sister’s stomach and stroked it lovingly as I had done earlier with my mother.

I am touching my fucking hot sister!

She moaned and breathed heavily when I started pulling on a fistful of her thick pubic hair. Rick was now thrusting his hips back and forth, fucking my sister’s hot pussy with firm strokes.

“Ooh, you beautiful fuckers!” my sister screamed. “You’re driving me so fucking crazy. Don’t stop touching me. Rick, fuck me harder. I’m gonna come so fucking hard!”

My sister screamed as her body tensed and she came very hard on her boyfriend’s thick cock.

My father massaged her throbbing clit, my mom pulled harder on her nipples and I pulled on her blond pussy hair.

When her body finally relaxed again my dad pulled Rick’s cock out of her pussy and took it into his mouth.

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Next installment. Sorry for the delay my fans. Lisa, or should I say Lee, is really started to assert herself and show who the true butch is

Jamie’s emerald green eyes gleamed at the mention of more sex and she sat right up. “How do you want me Lee?” She asked, her finger trailing up and down my stomach. I couldn’t take anymore and rolled her on top of me to be straddling my belly. I looked up over her toned stomach, to her firm bronzed globes, tipped with perfectly erect nipples. Above those, was her slim shoulders, delicate neck, and then her beautiful face. Her lips formed a smile that warmed my heart, her eyes a gaze that melted my soul. Her hair was so simple yet it complemented her strong face well, very short brown hair that stood out in places.

After admiring her for some time I grabbed her firm ass again and pulled her up until she was straddling my face and I could look right up to the bases of her beautiful breasts.

I realized then from my thoughts that this was no longer about lust. I was truly in love with Jamie and wanted nothing more than to fulfill her in all ways. Right now, that way was sitting on my face. I snapped out of it with a flick of my tongue onto her clit which released one of her gentle moans.

When she had arrived just a few hours ago, I would have thought her to be so strong and in charge. Truth be told, she was as delicate as her clit was to the mercy of my mouth. I could have her any way I wanted her, and that, right now, would be her cumming on me.

I quickly snapped myself back out of my thoughts and to the situation on my face. Her glistening pussy was right there and I was just licking her clit like a blind fool. I knew I was not fulfilling her and mentally smacked myself.

I jabbed my tongue into her pussy and tongue fucked her as I grabbed her ass and accidentally pressed my finger against her back door. Jamie moaned happily and ground against me. I started rubbing her hole with one hand, her clit with the other, while I stretched my tongue into her as far as it would go and swirled it in every way I could imagine until she released again and came onto me, not much fluid coming out from the sheer amount of orgasms she had experienced in the past few hours since we began.

As she reached the peak of her orgasm, I slipped my pinky into her back door a little which set off her climax all over again. She yelped in surprise then moaned out my name which made me start wiggling my finger in her ass, just a little. The combination sent me off into a small orgasm for myself.

I slid my pinky back out and lapped up her juices, like water in the desert. As soon as she stopped cumming she got up and I clung to her pointlessly, not wanting to stop pleasing her. Soon enough, she was back within my reach and I buried my face into her folds. Soon after, I felt her tongue flick over my clit and I did the same to her.

Her tongue snaked inside me and mine in her then I pulled one hand free and put two fingers into her and started sliding them in and out as I wiggled them about. Her moaning drove me faster as she began fingering me as well. Her moans vibrated against my clit which made me moan out with her, begging for orgasmic relief but for it not to end at the same time.

We went on, moaning each others names and devouring each others pussies. First I came, then her, then me again. I clamped my legs shut, cutting off access from her and slid out from under her so she was before me on all fours and I continued eating her pussy. One orgasm rocked her after another until she had fallen to the bed, unable to move. I licked one more from her then fell onto my back beside her. She rolled onto me and we kissed, releasing all of the passions the rest of our bodies no longer could.

I whispered to her between lip lockings, “Oh Jamie. I love you so much. You’re body… It makes me feel things I never knew were possible.”

She sighed happily and broke the kiss, curling up around me with her head on my chest. “I love you too Lee. You make me cum like no one ever has. I don’t know how you have so much energy.”

I laughed and petted her hair. I looked at the woman I now loved and would give my life to keep happy, “HAD so much energy. I don’t think I could get up if I wanted to.”

Jamie laughed back and nuzzled up to me. The sun was beginning to rise and shined through the curtain. At some point the blanket had fallen to the floor. Luckily, I was on the outside of the bed and pulled the blanket over us. Slipping off into sleep, I planned things for when we awoke. As soon as I could move, I would have her again in all ways I could think of, in and out of this house.

I woke up before her and painfully rolled out of bed, my back cracking as I did so. “I’m too young to feel so old.” I muttered, smirking at my own lame joke. I slipped into some loose shorts and a baggy shirt. I looked around and picked up the strap on as soon as I found it. Her cum was dried on it and I grumbled about it as I walked out of my room, closing the door quietly.

I went over to the sink and began gently wiping it off as I ran look warm water over it, laughing at the fact I was washing a penis in my sink. After it was washed well, I looked around, trying to think of where to put it to dry. I shrugged, “No one’s here.” I muttered and sat it in the dish drainer.

I got some bacon out of the fridge, eggs, seasonings, and started cooking. I finished and set the table. I hobbled my way into the bedroom to wake Jamie. I kissed her lips and she responded by slipping her tongue into my mouth. If not for the waiting breakfast and my aching body, I would of had her right then. I drew back to see her open her emerald eyes and smiling up at me.

She stretched some then hopped out of bed. “How aren’t you stiff?” I asked, astonished.

“Years of being used to it.” She winced as her legs closed then spread them apart again, “You sure did a number on my pussy though. Want to kiss it and make it better?” She asked with a mischievous grin on her face as she grabbed her own tits.

My loins ached with lust and almost said yes, then remembered the food. “Later love. I made you breakfast, it’s on the table.” Then looked at the clock and saw it was past lunch time, “A very late breakfast.” I laughed and walked out of the room.

She came out in a minute, dressed in her clothes from last night. We sat and ate in mostly silence. When we were done, I stood up with a groan of discomfort. She watched me as I took her plate and washed the newly dirtied dishes. i picked the strap on up out of the sink. When I turned around Jamie was there, her breasts in my face.

I licked my lips and looked up at her, my neck not wanting to move. She had a concerned look in her green eyes and looked directly into my blue ones. I knew the pain was showing in my eyes. She silently took my hand and led me back to the bedroom, sitting me on the bed. I sat the toy on my nightstand with the others and laid on my back immediately.

Jamie shook her head no, “Roll over, you need a massage.”

“Oh no, really I’m fine. Just need to work it out.” I protested. She nudged me and I sighed and rolled over. After getting situated I felt her straddle me then she pulled my shirt over my head. I wiggled out of it and tried to relax.

She grabbed the lotion off of my nightstand and I felt a cold line of it down my back. Judging by the squishy sounds I assumed she was rubbing some on her hands. She began gently rubbing it all over my back, adding more as needed. Soon my back was completely coated and she began at my neck.

It hurt for a moment but soon began feeling great as I felt the muscles melting out of their knots. “oh, ohhhhhhhh… oh yeah. That’s oh that’s great. Mmm.” I could feel her smiling as she moved to my shoulders.

Jamie laughed a little then suddenly got serious. “You hold all your stress in your back, don’t you?” She said as she finished with my right shoulder and started on my left.

“I don’t know. I guess. How, oh ohh ohhhhh, how much stress could I re-reallyyyyyy have? I mean, school gets, yeah right there, gets tiring but not bad.” I said honestly.

“Oh ok, you’re just very stiff.” She said, finishing with my other shoulder and beginning to work her way down my spine.

I laughed and flashed back to the previous night for a moment, “Well how loose do you expect me to be after that pounding I gave you? Youch!” She poked into a sore muscle roughly.

“Oops,” she lied and I could hear the smile in her voice, “my bad.”

I couldn’t help myself, “Watch it or I’ll give you another one.”

“Oh, so scared. Don’t tease me so. You can’t move yet anyways.” She said as she worked on my lower back.

“Ok, you win… This time.” I laughed and eased into the massage to relax.

Jamie finished with my back and I started to get back up but she pushed me down. “Not yet. That’s not all of your muscles.” She said and I caved to her will. She started massaging my ass cheeks which I didn’t realize how sore they were too.

I didn’t know how much they were used for thrusting. She pulled off my shorts as she worked her way down the backs of my thighs. I knew I was wet and wanted her to touch between my legs but didn’t dare stop the wonderful rub down. After she finished my thighs she turned my legs a bit, telling me to roll over and I did as she wished.

She massaged her way up my legs then leaned over me and kissed me passionately. Too soon she pulled away and started rubbing my feet. I had no idea how much your feet could hurt without you even realizing it. She was rubbing my instep and suddenly I could feel jolts in my pussy.

I started to pull my foot away but she held it strong and soon enough I was about to cum. Right as I started she jerked me down so my pussy was in her face and my cum shot out into her mouth. It wasn’t a long orgasm or great but still felt good. The massage had limbered me up so I was ready to go.

I looked at her, smoldering and quickly maneuvered her under me and started removing her clothes as I did so. When she was naked I kissed her long and deep as I slid a hand smoothly down her stomach and grabbed a handful of pussy and started massaging it all at once with my hand then plunged my two middle fingers in deep and started sliding them in and out.

Jamie moaned into my mouth and I let loose. “You started it.” I said with a grin and moved down to her breasts as she threw her head back in pleasure.

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What Started as a joke turned out to be so much more than I could have ever imagined.

Authors notes: This is essentially a true story with a few modifications. Additionally the names of the people involved have been changed. Additionally all people in this story are over the age of 21.

What Started As A Joke

My name is John, and I’m going to tell you about what went on at a Saint Patrick’s day party. But to do that I have to go back about a week or so. You see I work at a company with several attractive women, and I’ve been working with the same women for several years now. And when you spend more time with people you work with, you learn some intimate details about them.

On a normal afternoon Stephanie, a blonde girl I work with who has a nice pair of breasts on her, and a nice big butt, was talking to my other colleague Jessica. Jessica was also well endowed, and significantly bigger than Steph. Anyway Stephanie was talking to Jessica about her boobs. “These are so nice! I wish mine were this big” Steph said slsllightly fondling Jess. “Thanks i would share some if I could.” Said Jess. “Ok ladies that’s enough grab ass if I can’t watch” I chimed in walking passed the two busty women. They exchanged some glances and continued their playful conversation.

Later on in the week Jessica and I had lunch together and she told me all about how her and Stephanie talked about threesomes and how she was invited to join Stephanie and her boyfriend. “Well I think everyone should experience a threesome.” I said having had a few in the past. “Well I am not sure, I’ve never been with a girl. I tried once and it didn’t go so well.” Jessica told me. “Well I would say you could join me and Meg (my wife) but she’s told me before she wouldn’t go down on a girl in a threesome.” I said. “Well that’s selfish.” Jess said joking.

As the day went on Jess and Steph talked about the conversation I had with Jess and that seemed to be the end of it. Boy was I wrong. The next day I caught the girls playing with each other’s boobs again at work. “Why don’t you whip em out. They are more fun that way” I told them making them jump a bit. “I mean I’m down.” Said Steph. “I don’t think Stephs boyfriend would approve” said Jessica. “Trust me every guy likes boobs. And no straight guy would say no to watching” I replied. Little did I know my joking comment would lead to one of the best nights of my life.

Another day went by with more innocent flirting and dirty talk between the girls and I, my wife Meghan was included in one conversation when Jess came over for dinner. Now we always have a party at our house on Saint Patrick’s day, me being mostly Irish, and loving Irish booze we planned our annual party. After confirming who was all coming Steph and I were talking about Jess, “they are nice, I’ve just never seen them out of a bra, I have motorboated them though” Steph said referring to Jessica’s breasts. “I don’t disagree, they are nice, I had a dream about Jess a while back and in my head they were amazing. I’d like to see them in person, but I think Meg would have to supervise” I said. “Yea that would be really hot, I am sure James would love to watch too” Steph replied. “Well let’s have an expirament to test how nice they are, I will be the control for Meg, and James will be the control for you” I said joking.

That’s how we left it for the time being. Then two days before the party Steph told me she talked to James about the “expirament” and that he was in. “Jesus Steph I was joking. But I will talk to Meg, did you even ask Jess?” I asked the busty blonde. “Yea she’s in, she said that she needs to be drunk but then she’s cool with it.” Steph replied. “Alright well I will have to talk to Meg and we will see how it goes”. When I got home I talked to Meghan, and after speaking to my wife who seemed a lot more into, it than I expected she said she was also in. We had talked about her with another girl and there never seemed to be any interest, and she had told me on several occasions she would never go down on a girl, which would make a threesome less exiting and truthfully kind of turned me off wanting one with her.

The night of the party arrived and we drank and sang, and genuinely had a good time. I was in a different room playing a drinking game with some friends, when I was summoned by Jess. “John! Come here! We are testing your expirament in the bathroom.” Jessica called from across the house. Without hesitation I left the game unfinished, completely unlike me and went to the bathroom. I was met by four other people.

There was my wife, 5’8 dark hair, 115 lbs, she is skinny but not too skinny, she has small breasts with thimble sized nipples. She has darker skin as she’s part hispanic,

She has stong shapely legs from playing soccer, that lead up to her nice firm round butt which in my opinion is her best body feature. Then Jess, she was about 5’4 maybe 5’5, nice big breasts, I would say an easy double D. She was a little heavier set, but not fat, she had wide hips with a big juicy butt basically as big as it could be without being too big. Then Steph who was as I mentioned before is blonde, great breasts, I would say a large C cup possibly a small D cup, also on the heavier side but smaller than Jess, another nice juicy butt completed her package. And the last person, was James but let’s be honest we aren’t here for him.

Now Steph was the most forward of the girls and said my wife should go first. My wife lifted her shirt and bra up, exposing her breasts to the four of us, her nipples erect and hard. Jess was first to put her face to my wife’s small breasts rubbing her soft face against them, then Steph was next applying the same technique. Steph was up next to remove her top, her breast were bigger than I expected, nice pink nipples also erect, about a 50 cent piece in diameter. Jess put her face between the two large breasts and proceeded to motorboat her. Then my wife did the same.

The last to remove her top was Jess. Her breasts were large and heavy, her nipples very pink, and erect. Steph held them up and proceeded to motorboat as she had received moments ago, then my wife was last to do so. Now once this was over my wife chimed in “Sorry my boobs are small, but my best feature is my butt” and she proceeded to pull her pants down to show everyone her nice ass. Once she pulled her pants back on, Jess followed suit, then Steph exposing myself and James to three wonderful asses.

Now that’s all that happened between us five (I know, downer, but hang tight it gets better) Steph and James left the party a short while after our expirament, which was obviously a success. Another mutual friend of me and Meghan, Kay had asked why we were all in the bathroom “Well it started as a joke, but Meg motorboated the kther two” now Kay was clearly jealous, and I could see it in her eyes. Kay’s breasts were about the same size as Stephanies. Kay was half black, another short girl 5’5 another big juicy butt, and about the same weight as Stephanie with a bigger ass. I suppose the same size as Jessica’s, but on Stephanies frame.

“Why wasn’t I invited? Are my boobs not good enough?” Kay said a little hurt. “No this started as a joke, but then became a real thing as of like fifteen minutes ago.” I replied. “Meghan! Come here!” Kay shouted to my wife. As Meghan approached Kay, she grabbed her head and pulled it into her bosom. My wife just went with it. At this point everyone Kay’s boyfriend Erick turned the corner in time to see Kay and Meg start kissing. Everyone had a lot to drink by this point, and the party had dwindled down to just a few guests. Which is probably why what happened next, actually ended up happening.

The kiss was passionate, tongues swapping, loud kissing sounds being made and some light moaning. I took this queue, and picked up both girls while they continued to kiss. As I kicked open the door to my bedroom I signaled Erick to follow us. Upon entering the girls continued to kiss and fondle each other.

Before I knew it clothes were being taken off. Kay had stripped my wife’s shirt off and started sucking her hard nipples. Moaning sounds filled the room soon, Meg had taken off Kay’s shirt and was now on top of her kissing down her neck towards her breasts, you could see the saliva shimmering on Kay’s chest as Meg continued kissing down.

Side note: remember when I mentioned earlier my wife expressed her disinterest in eating pussy? Keep reading.

As Meg stripped Kay’s pants and underwear off, she started to rub her pussy with her hand, Kay has nice chocolate color skin, her pussy glistening in what little light was coming through. She was clearly enjoying the touching my wife was providing. Meg slowly kissed down Kay’s stomach teasing her a bit, then it happened. Meg did what she said she would never do, and started to lick Kay’s pussy. Kay was squirming and moaning. Meg was enjoying what she was doing to Kay, clearly using similar techniques that I use on her. Meg started to finger her while she licked.

After a few minutes of this, Kay signaled Meg back up for more kissing then rolled Meg onto her back, and removed her pants, also kissing her body, soon my wife was naked in front of a friend, and basically a stranger. Kay started her onslaught of my wife’s pussy, licking and sucking her clit, Meg was moaning and squirming, one hand on Kay’s head, the other pulling on her nipple.

Soon I couldn’t help myself, I wasn’t sure if I was invited or not, but I climbed on the bed and started to kiss Meg, we tongued the inside of each other’s mouthes a bit, I could taste Kay’s pussy on my wife’s lips, and when the kiss broke I asked her “are you enjoying yourself baby?” She nodded in agreement. I kissed down her body to her wet pussy. The wettest I’ve ever seen it in six years of being with her. Kay moved her face away but moaned when Erick started fingering her from behind. I started to lick and suck my wife’s clit within inches of Kay’s face.

Without any exchanged words I got naked, and so did Erick. Kay got off the bed and onto all fours and started to suck Erick. I watched her curly haired head slide forward and back on his stiff cock. I positioned myself to let Meg suck me as she lay on her back, (I wasn’t at full steam, Whiskey dick is a thing fellas.) As Meg sucked me to my full 7 inchs of thick meat, then she whispered “take me from behind” as she got up and bent over, Kay had bent over the side of the bed and as I entered Meg, her and Kay started kissing.

My dick was slick with saliva and pussy juice so I glided in and out of Megs tight pussy with ease, she moaned into Kay’s mouth with each thrust. The sound of slapping skin as Erick and I pounded our respective partners “God I love that dick!” I heard Kay say as Erick railed her, “give it to me!” Yelled Meg as I pounded her from behind. This went on for a few minutes.

“Lets ride our guys” Meghan said as she slid off my throbbing cock. I laid down where Meghan was, dick pointing straight up, and she lowered herself onto me, Erick laid next to me and Kay followed Megs lead. “Ugh I love you!” Meg shouted while bouncing on my pole. “Give it to me!” I heard Kay moan while Erick held her by the hips and humped into her. The girls looked amazing, tits bouncing pussies wet and slippery, backs arched small amounts of sweat forming on their bodies.

Then what I heard next was the biggest shock of the night. “want to switch?” My wife asked looking at Kay, “only if it’s cool with you” Erick finally spoke up. “I’m cool with it, just no anal, and don’t cum inside her” I said. He agreed and the girls began to climb off. This was a whole nre side of Meghan I had never seen before, but I was loving it. Erick penetrated Meghan first, he was not as long, or as thick as I am, but not by much. She moaned as he entered her and as he got himself all the way inside her he said “Wow you are tight”.

Just then Kay started to lower herself onto me. Kay was not as tight as Meghan, as Erick has stated, but she was wet. Like a water park. She was soaked, I slid in with ease. “You’ve got a nice dick.” She said as I was fully inside. “Thanks” i replied as she started to bounce up and down on my cock. “Yea baby fuck her!” Meghan chimed in between moans, Erick was giving her a good fucking, but I would later learn not as good as I do. I reached over and squeezed my wife’s tight ass while she rode another man’s cock. It was hot watching her with another man. I was then assaulted in the face with two nice round breasts. I sucked and squeezed them while they were in my close to my mouth.

At this point I think Erick was ready to cum, he lightly pushed Meghan off of him and Kay climbed off of me. Erick stood up and Kay got on her knees and was sucking him. Meghan laid on her back and she instructed me to fuck her again. I obliged by giving it to her fast and hard.

She was moaning “I’m cumming baby” and I could feel her pussy tighten around my dick. As this happened she whispered to me “cum inside me!” I was already there, so I let loose. I pumped rope after rope of hot cum into her waiting pussy while I assume Erick did the same to Kays mouth.

I kissed my wife passionately with love as I was proud of her, and so turned on by her actions. We all cleaned up, Erick and Kay left. Before bed Meghan and I had another romp, this time I took her from behind and fucked her like she owed me money. Since this event some other people who were still at the party caught wind of what happened, and now we have a few other people interested in group activities with Meghan and myself. If they happen, I will be sure to share them as I have this story.

I hope you enjoyed reading this one. As I stated earlier this was a relatively true story. Some dialogue was changed but the events were true. Please let me know what you thought. And also please use constructive criticism. I’m not a professional writer, just a horny guy who likes to share.

Thanks.

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With time frozen again, Justin is eager to show his mother all the love and passion denied her by Justin’s abusive father!

Time Manipulation Mind Control

Chapter Four: Transforming His Busty Mom

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2018

Aurora Pritchard

I shuddered as I lay on my bed, feeling my Master’s cum drying on my nineteen-year-old titties. I became a sex slave today. Justin Sampson, my Master, hypnotized me when he stopped time. I didn’t know how he could freeze time, or how his suggestions, whispered into a person’s ear, could rewrite their minds. I didn’t care how any of it worked.

It only mattered that he made me into his slut today. His sex slave.

He fulfilled all my secret, kinky fantasies. I was the head cheerleader. I was one of the most popular girls at our college. I shouldn’t have such perverted desires. I was supposed to date the quarterback and be perfect. Which I did. I hated it. I was so fake, forcing myself to be what everyone wanted.

Now I just had to be what my Master wanted me to be.

Because Justin Sampson freed me from all that fakery. He gave me what I always truly desired. Whether my new outlook, my new joy, was caused by his powers changing me, or whether I truly felt this way, I didn’t care. To me, I was a sex slave. That was my reality. I loved it.

I glanced at my clock. It was just after 8 PM, too early for me to go to sleep normally, but I was exhausted after a day of fucking. I wished my Master was here. I wonder what he was doing right—

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Justin Sampson

I smiled at the silence that engulfed my bedroom. I could feel it. I’d stopped time once again. Exactly twelve hours after I did it the first time, when I paused everything moments before Chris, my college’s asshole quarterback, slammed his fist in my face. I smiled, sitting up in my bed. I didn’t have to be a coward any longer.

I had powers.

In the moments before I stopped time, I was trying to ignore my parents fighting downstairs in the kitchen. Well, my dad was fighting. My mother was just trying to survive without getting another black eye. I was nineteen, and I should’ve done something about this already. I was a coward. But not any longer.

I threw down the Berserk manga I was reading, and rolled off my bed. I stood up and flexed my bare toes against the fabric of the carpet. As I moved, I noticed the imprints of my feet stayed in the woolly flooring. The carpet fibers didn’t spring back up. Reality was frozen. I could manipulate things, move objects around, even people. However, the moment I stopped touching them, the flow of time stopped and they paused again. It was strange. I glanced back at my manga. The Japanese comic book had stopped in mid-fall, one corner about to touch my bed, the black and white pages splayed open.

I smiled. I love stopping time. So amazing. Freeing. I could do anything.

Wearing only my plaid boxers, I marched to my bedroom door. I ripped it open, the hinges making noise the only sound I heard. There wasn’t even the hum of electricity running through the wall, even though all the light bulbs were on. The electricity was paused, too, the flow of electrons moving through the gas in the bulbs had halted. Even the photons radiating from the excited gas must be frozen.

So how could I see…?

It was mind boggling. I wanted to study all of this, and knew my friend Sam would find this all so fascinating, but my asshole, abusive dad was drunk downstairs beating on my mom. Now was time to do something about that.

I had to put a stop to him.

All day, when I wasn’t fucking my sex slave Aurora, I was thinking about what to do with my powers. How to get back at my classmates who bullied and laughed at me. How to help out my one remaining friend at school, the nerdy Sam. How to get payback on President Brooks for being a cocksucker. And, of course, what to do about my alcoholic dad.

I flexed my fingers as I marched to the stairs. I went down them two at a time, my entire body pulsing with excitement. I knew I could change people. Whatever I said to them while they were frozen rewrote their minds. It reprogrammed them. I did it to Aurora, turning her into my sex slave slut. I also did it to Cassandra and her boyfriend José, turning her into his willing slut while cuckolding him in the process. I also turned Chris and his two asshole friends into homosexuals. They fled the college when they were caught in the poses I left them in.

Like with Aurora, they were accidental rewrites. When I was re-positioning them to make it look like they were fucking each other, I said things out of anger. I didn’t understand my powers then. During my rant, I told Chris and his friends that they were all secretly gay. That they only bullied me because they really just wanted to suck each other’s cocks.

I bet they were doing that right now.

So I knew I could fix my family now. It was a shame my younger sister Krystal wasn’t home. She was over at her friend Ji-Yun’s house. I didn’t blame Krystal for wanting to stay as far away from our family as much as possible. But it meant I couldn’t give her any instructions during this period of frozen time.

Memory of Krystal’s and Ji-Yun’s asses from this morning as they walked to our college before me burned through my thoughts. The way they held hands made me wonder if they were secretly lesbians. If not, I could make them into secret lesbians.

Damn, I loved my powers.

I was hard when I reached the bottom of the stairs and marched across the living room. In five strides, I was thrusting open the swinging kitchen door and finding the mayhem inside. A large glass pitcher had shattered, glass spilling across the floor and around my mother. She was cowering in her bathrobe on the linoleum and—

The sight arrested me.

My mom was wearing her pink bathrobe, and it had half-ripped open from when my father threw her to the floor. Her right breast had popped out, round and soft, a large ring of pink centered around her nipple. The nipple I used to suckle on as a babe. She looked so vulnerable, her brown hair half frozen in a tousle about her face. She had her left hand thrust up before her in a warding gesture. Despite the fear on her face, such lust shot through me.

My mother’s breast looked so inviting.

My cock swelled hard in my boxers as I reevaluated my plans. I gazed at my mother, her thighs lush and sleek, peeking out the bottom of her robe’s hem. My eyes followed those legs up to inviting shadows between them. The sudden urge to witness the pussy that birthed me shot through my body.

Incestuous fantasies danced through my head. I had power. I could do things. I could give her pleasure. Like I did for Aurora. I could make my mom feel loved again. Show her that a man did appreciate her. I could make my father into that man, but why did he deserve her?

My gaze flicked over to him. He was corpulent, his beer gut stretching out his stained t-shirt, three inches of hairy gut thrusting out between the bottom of his shirt and the slipping waistband of his sweatpants. A hotspot of reflected light gleamed on his balding pate, his black hair thinning around the crown of his head, his face flushed and ruddy from drink. He held the beer bottle in his right hand, his left balled up in a fist.

Such anger shot through me. I spent the last decade of my life listening to him explode at my mother during his drunken rages. Nothing she could do was good enough for him. She could never cook a good enough dinner nor have it ready when he was hungry. The house was never clean enough. She never bought the right type of beer. He always found some reason to yell at her. To make himself feel like a man.

What did he do all day? Drink beer? Sleep? He couldn’t work because of his “back” injury. He was on disability, faking an injury then getting some naïve doctor to sign off on it.

That ended now.

Much as I want to indulge in these incestuous desires I had for my mother, and my little sister, I wanted to make sure my father was dealt with first. I trembled with such glee as I marched up to him, staring at his face twisted in anger. Caught in the frozen moment, he almost appeared childish. Not the fury of a grown man, but the temper-tantrum of a spoiled brat.

He didn’t deserve my mother.

I leaned right into his ear and gave him my first command: “You can’t stand the taste of alcohol. It makes you nauseated. Just thinking about it makes your stomach twist and turn. You can’t even touch a bottle. You’ll never drink it again. You’ll never even crave it.”

I grinned, eager to see that realization strike him that he couldn’t find comfort in pounding back beer after beer.

“Next, you’re going to stop pretending that you have a bad back. You will stop using it as an excuse about why everything has gone wrong in your life. Fucking start acting like a man, Dad. You’re going to do things around the house like cleaning it. You’re not allowed to relax at all in the house it’s not been cleaned that day. Carpets vacuumed. Dishes washed. Bathrooms cleaned. Dusting. All the stuff that you make Mom do every day, is now your responsibility. If anything is broken, needs maintenance, you won’t bitch and moan and say you can’t do it, you will do it.”

I shuddered, just picturing him doing something useful for a change. Not just sitting on his recliner like a useless log.

I licked my lips launched then into my third command, “You’re going to get a job. You’ll go out there every day on a job hunt, searching for a way to make money.” I leaned closer to him. I had my lips just an inch from his ear. “When you get your job, you’re going to be the best damned employee possible. You’re going to do your job perfectly. You’re going to excel and make money to support your family like a man goddamn should! It’s the only thing that will give you joy any longer. Satisfaction.”

I glanced back at Mom, staring at that exposed breast. My next command was going to be ordering him to never beat on her again. But now… Now I wanted to change it. A malevolent ache throbbed through me as this idea popped into my head. I licked my lips, my dick so hard in my boxers, twitching and pulsing to the pounding beat of my heart. I stared at my dad while organizing my thoughts, searching for just the right way to control him.

I took a deep breath, fighting to control the lust surging through me. This would change everything for my family. “Finally, Dad, whenever you get mad at Mom, instead of yelling at her, instead of hitting her, you’re going to bring her to me. When you do, you’ll fall to your knees and beg me to fuck her.”

I shuddered, my dick almost bursting out of my boxers.

“You’re going to beg me to cuckold you. It’ll make you so hard knowing that your son is a better man than you. A better lover. That your son pleases your wife in ways you never can. It is the only way you’ll ever get sexual satisfaction. Because you will never touch Mom that way again. She’s all mine now.”

Saying those words almost made my dick erupt. I was just so excited by them. I was taking his place in every way. I was stepping up to take charge of my family after he failed so spectacularly. I glanced at mom lying on the floor, cowering in fear. She didn’t deserve this. She was a wonderful woman. I would show her that again. She wasn’t a slut like Aurora.

I would love her.

I couldn’t resist any longer. My dad was taken care of, so it was time to deal with my mother. To love her. I ripped down my plaid boxers, my dick springing out before me. It was good my dad was here for the first time I cuckolded him. He wouldn’t remember this, and neither would my mom, but I would know.

My dick bobbed before me, the tip so swollen. I was excited. I wished my sex slave was here to help me. It would be so hot watching Aurora getting my mother all wet and ready for me. That would come later. For now, it was all me. I was her son. I loved her. Now I would prove it.

I fell to my knees between her thighs, my dick quivering before me. I stroked up her thighs from her knees, feeling the silky warmth of her skin. I brushed the hem of her robe. Unlike my dad, my mother kept in shape. She did it to please him, hoping that if she looked hot he’d have one less thing to yell at her about. It was so sad that she tried to please him. That she let herself love this disgusting man.

But I would fix that. I would save her.

My hands reached her robe’s hem, pushing up the fabric. I exposed more and more of her flesh, my heart thudding in my chest. The shadows between her thighs retreated. Light spilled deeper and deeper between them until…

She wore a pair of white panties dotted with little, blue flowers. They were nothing special—they weren’t the exciting thongs that Aurora and Cassandra wore—but there was something… enticing about them. These plain, boring panties were my mother’s panties. This was so wrong. So taboo. I shouldn’t be touching her this way. I shouldn’t be seeing her this way.

But I was. Thanks to my powers.

My hands moved with haste to undo her robe’s tie. I threw open the terrycloth, revealing her flat stomach and her other breast. Her tits were locked in heaving movement, frozen as they jiggled from her fall. Her nipples were soft, but that would change. I groaned as I drank in the sight of them. I licked my lips, ready to love her.

But first I had to give her commands. My mother would love me before I molested her. She wasn’t Aurora. She wasn’t a slut to be used. I leaned over my mother, bracing myself on hands planted on either side of her body. I brought my lips towards her ear, nuzzling strands of time-frozen hair out of the way, silky strands spilling across my face.

“Mom,” I whispered into her ear, my hard dick twitching before me, almost touching her skin., “I just want you to know how much I love you. How sorry I am that I let Dad’s abuse go on for so long. He won’t ever hurt you again. You don’t ever have to be afraid of him. You’re not afraid of him. You know he can never hurt you again. You know that if he ever gets mad at you, he’ll instead bring you to me. And that will excite you.

“Because you love me, Mom. Not just as a son, but as a lover. Like a husband. Your body craves my touch. Just thinking about me makes your pussy wet. You know that my cock—the cock that you created in your womb—will love you. Will give you more pleasure than Dad’s or any other guy’s ever could. Your pussy craves me to be back inside of you. You want it so badly.

“You just want to love me much as possible. You’re not ashamed of this love. You don’t care that others think incest is wrong, because you know differently. You know that it’s okay to love your son. To fuck me. To be my lover. To share women with me.

“You don’t get jealous when I’m with other girls. You’re happy that I’m enjoying them. You love it when I have other girls. It makes you wet. You want to do things with those girls. Because you’re bisexual, Mom. Deep down inside, you’ve always craved pussy. Not as much you crave my dick, but you do love pussy a lot. You also want to find hotties to bring to my bed. To show how much you love me. Especially Krystal. You love her pussy the best!”

I shuddered as I said those words. I did it. I would love my mom so much. My hands trembled as they reached for her breasts. I grabbed them and squeezed. I kneaded the tits that I nursed from as a child. My fingers sank into the flesh, my thumb sweeping out to massage at her nipples.

They hardened beneath my touch.

It was so exciting feeling my mother’s nipples hardened beneath my touch. They grew hard, thrusting from my areolas, puckering up into twin fat nubs. I shivered as my thumbs kept massaging them, pressing them into her pillowy breasts. I licked my lips, my dick throbbing before me.

I used to nurse from these breasts.

I leaned forward, the tip of my cock rubbing against her flat stomach. Tingles raced up my shaft, tightening my balls. Then I flicked my tongue out, swirling around my mother’s areola. I caressed her puckered skin, covered by little bumps, with my tongue. I brushed the side of her nipple, loving how it felt. I latched on with my lips, sucked hard.

She didn’t make a sound, but I imagine the moans she would make in the future. Those gasping sounds of pleasure as she enjoyed my touch. I knew her body would feel it then. That when time flowed, she’d be overwhelmed by all the things I did to her now. They would all slam into her in a heartbeat, making her mind melt in ecstasy.

I squeezed and kneaded her tits as I sucked on her nipple. My lips popped off with wet smacks before I engulfed it again. I nipped her nub, loving it. My dick throbbed as the spongy crown rubbed against her smooth belly.

I sucked back and forth. I enjoyed them, loving the feel of them between my lips. I got why babies enjoyed suckling on pacifiers. There was just something so calming about having my mother’s nipple in my mouth. My cheeks hollowed as I tried to suck as much of her tit into my mouth as I could. I engulfed some of her areola, loving the wet sounds I made.

“Goddamn, you are so hot, Mom,” I said, glancing up at her face. I grimaced. She still had that expression of fright twisting her features; her arm raised to ward off my father. “Don’t worry, Mom, you’re going to feel amazing. You won’t ever be afraid.”

I pinched and tugged on her nipples, stretching out her breasts. The left one, so wet with my saliva, slipped from my grasp. Her tit started to spring back to its normal shape before time paused for it. I smiled at the sight of it frozen half-stretched. Ripples were just starting to roll through her pillowy flesh. I released her right nub, chortling at as it paused, too.

I smacked her tit, not hard, just enough that waves rolled across her pillowy mounds and froze.

“God, I love stopping time,” I said, my hips shifting, dry-humping my cock against her belly. “You’re going to lose your mind the first time I pause everything for you, Mom.”

My gaze ran down her body. My dick poked her belly button. I was half-hunched over. I straightened my spine, my dick would be nuzzling at her pussy. I could fuck her. I could just a ram my dick into the hole that birthed me and savor how wet and juicy my mother was.

I bet she was dripping after I played with her nipples. Just ready for me to enter her.

“You’re not a slut, Mom,” I said as I slid down her body. My cock dragged down to her brown bush and pushed her pubic hair out of the way. The curls didn’t spring all the way back into place, my cock blazing a path through her tangled thatch. “I bet dad never has gone down on your pussy. He’s never eaten you, or made you cum. But I will. I’ve watched enough porn. I know how to do this, Mom.”

It was important to me to please this woman. She brought me into the world. If she never gave birth to me, then I would never get to have this fun. Never have this power to stop time. She deserved so much for putting with my father for the last twenty-one years.

I nestled between her thighs, seeing the juices beading on her silky pubic hair. I made her wet. My fingers strolled through her dark bush, pushing the hairs apart to expose her thick labia. I spread open her pussy lips next, exposing her pink depths. More of her passion glistened on her folds. I lowered my head, staring down into the depths of her cunt.

My sister and I came from here.

“Shame that Krystal’s not here,” I told Mom. “But don’t worry, she’ll join the fun soon. Your daughter’s going to eat out your cunt. I promise.” I smiled.” She’ll probably do it while I’m fucking her from behind.”

My dick throbbed as I breathed in deeply, inhaling the aroma of my mother’s sweet musk. My mouth watered at her scent. I couldn’t wait any longer.

Her silky bush caressed my lips and cheeks. My mouth pressed against her cunt. I thrust my tongue into the hole that birthed me, swirling around inside of her. I gathered her sweet cream, imagining the moans of passion she’d make if she wasn’t paused.

“Oh, yes, yes, Justin!” I pretended my mom crying out while I feasted on her cunt. “I’ve never felt something this good before! Your father never did this for me!”

Pussy juices coating my lips and cheeks, I blurted out loud, “Because Dad is an asshole!”

I pressed my face back into my mother’s muff, my tongue flicking and flailing. I stroked her folds, gathering all that sweet cream. I drank it all even as her time-frozen body produced more and more juices. My balls and cock swayed beneath me. I wrapped my arms around her thighs, pulling her twat against my mouth.

I thrust my tongue into the depths of her cunt. I buried it deep into her and wiggled it about, my dick aching in envy. Soon, I’d be in her. But for now, I wanted to make her cum with my mouth. I wanted to love my mother and give her so much pleasure. I would overwhelm her when time resumed, smothering her mind in more bliss than any human had ever felt in a single instance.

“Oh, Justin, yes!” she moaned in my mind. “You’re the best son ever!”

More and more of my mom’s pussy juices spilled out of her depths. I loved her sweet flavor, drinking her cream like it was ambrosia. My hands gripped her upper thighs. I loved the feel of her silky pubic hair caressing my cheeks as I fluttered my tongue deep into her snatch.

I moved my right hand, sliding it down across her stomach and into her brown bush. I reveled in the feel of her silky hairs as I headed towards the top of her slit. With my tongue swirling through her sheath, caressing her pussy walls, my fingers reached her clit.

I massaged her bud.

“Oh, yes, yes, Justin!” her imagined voice said, reverberating through my mind. “You’re going to make me cum! You’re the best son ever!”

“I love you, Mom,” I moaned between licks, my finger massaging her swollen bud.

I sucked on her thick labia, nibbling on them as I rubbed her bud in circles. I couldn’t wait for her to explode. For her to orgasm. My fingers danced faster and faster on her bud.

Then it happened.

Her sweet juices squirted out of her snatch. I made my time-frozen mother exploded in rapture. When she could act again, I knew this pleasure would drown her mind in an instant. I drank down the flood of her cream, jabbing my tongue into her pussy. I felt the rippling convulsions of her snatch. Such a wonderful treat. It made my mother explode.

I was such a good son.

“Oh, thank you, Justin!” she cried out in my fantasy. “Your father never gave me pleasure like this! You’re so much better than he is! But now… Now I need your dick in me!”

I shuddered, my dick aching for this pleasure. I rose up from her pussy, my dick thrusting hard before me. I moved over her body, staring down at her tits frozen with the imprints of my kneading fingers. My dick nuzzled into her soaked bush, finding the hot folds of her pussy.

“Please, Justin, I need you back in me!” Mom whined. I could hear the lust in her voice echoing in my mind. How much she needed this. I couldn’t wait to hear her say these words for real. “Ram that cock into me. Fuck me harder than your father ever has!”

“Yes!” I growled and rammed my cock forward.

I sank into my mother’s pussy. I groaned as I returned to her sheath. Her hot flesh engulfed me, her flesh still rippling and twitching from the orgasm I gave her. My balls, heavy with a load of incestuous cum for her, smacked into her taint. My back arched as I loomed over, bracing myself on my extended arms, hands planted on either side of her.

“Mom!” I moaned. “Oh, my god, it’s amazing to be in you! You’re hot and juicy, Mom!”

“And you’re so big!” I imagined her groaning. “So much bigger than your father! I gave birth to a hung son!”

I grinned down at her, trying to see passion on her face instead of frozen fear. I knew her expression would be consumed with incestuous rapture when I unfroze time, drowning out any negative emotions. I drew back my hips, my dick sliding through her juicy cunt.

“You just had to raise the perfect lover for yourself, Mom!”

I thrust into her depths again, my balls smacking hard into her taint. Pleasure shot through me. It was such a wonderful delight. My fingers clenched against the linoleum as I fucked my mother. I rammed my dick over and over into her incestuous hole. I reveled in the thrill of being inside her.

It was incredible. Every thrust sent rapture rippling through my body. The friction of her silky sheath rubbing against my cock transformed into ecstasy. It was better than being inside my sex slave Aurora. This was so wrong. So forbidden.

A son shouldn’t fuck his mother.

“Goddamn, Mom!” I moaned, reveling the delight of her pussy. “You’re amazing! I’m going to cum so hard in you!”

“But I’m not on birth control, Justin!” she moaned in my mind. “Remember, your father had a vasectomy because he hates fucking me with a condom. If you cum in me… Oh, Justin, I don’t care! Love me anyways!”

My hips pumped away even harder. Breeding my mother would be the ultimate cuckolding of my asshole father. My balls, heavy with my seed, thwacked over and over into her flesh. I buried into my mother again and again, reveling in the thrill.

My tongue flicked across my lips, savoring the lingering flavor of her sweet musk. I groaned as I rammed into her. I filled her cunt to the hilt with my cock again and again. Her flesh squeezed down on me. I groaned, knowing her excitement built in her time-frozen body.

My mother was about to cum on my dick.

That thought electrified my body and increased the pleasure. The ache built and built the tip of my cock. I wanted to unload my jizz into her. I grit my teeth, fighting against the urge to erupt. She wasn’t Aurora. I wanted her to climax first. I wanted her orgasm rippling through her before I fired my seed into her pussy.

“Please, cum, Mom!” I growled. “Explode on my dick!”

I don’t know if my mother’s body responded to the command of my voice, or if it was just a coincidence, but her pussy convulsed about my dick. Her second orgasm burst through her body. I groaned as I drove my dick in and out of her spasming depths. My mother’s incestuous flesh sucked at my dick, eager for my jizz to spurt into her. To breed her.

My back arched as my hips drove into her. The slap of flesh and my pants were the only sounds I heard. I threw a look over my shoulder at my time-frozen father. I grinned at him as I was about to fully cuckold him. My balls tensed, my spunk moments from spurting into her pussy. I was so eager for this. So ready to spill my jizz into the pussy that birthed me.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I imagined my mother screaming. “Breed me while my asshole husband watches. He’s such a cuckold. Such a pathetic man!”

“Yes, you are, Dad,” I growled as I buried my cock into Mom’s orgasming cunt.

My balls boiled over.

My cum squirted into my mother’s fertile depths.

I grunted through my teeth as every pulse of my spunk fired in rapture through my body. The ecstasy slammed into my mind, sending jolts of euphoria rippling across my thoughts. I groaned with every blast. I unloaded so much incestuous jizz into her.

Her pussy milked my cock. She wrung me dry. She wanted every drop. I imagined her moans of satisfied bliss in my mind as I spilled the last drops of jizz into her. My orgasm plateaued. For one glorious moment, I rode the heights of my incestuous climax. And then my pleasured dropped. I panted, nuzzling my face down between my mother’s pillowy tits. I breathed heavily as I luxuriated in this moment.

“God, I love you so much, Mom,” I breathed. “You’re such an incredible fuck. If Aurora was here, she’d lick you clean. She’d worship you like a queen.” I smiled. “I’ll make sure to tell her that.” I looked up my mother’s body. Her face was flushed now. She didn’t look like she was scared any longer, but frozen in a moment of perfect rapture.

As much as I wanted to savor my orgasm’s bliss, I was also eager for all my new commands to go into effect. I rose off my mother, my dick still hard thanks to a minute amount of that same power that let me stop time being siphoned to my cock to give me stamina. I stood, my knees shaky, her pussy juices dripping off my dick. They froze in midair on their plummet to the ground. I smiled, leaving behind a small constellation of creamy stars.

“Fuck, I love my—”

The front door crashed open.

My head whirled around to stare out the open kitchen door into the living room. There was someone moving in there. Someone who wasn’t frozen. My stomach tightened in shock. Was this the other person who had stopped time earlier today? Had they figured out who I was?

I tensed.

My sister Krystal appeared.

“What?” I gaped at the sight of her.

She put her hands on her hips, arching a thin, black eyebrow at me. Amusement spilled off her elfin face. “I knew it!” She exclaimed. “You are the one who stopped time at the start of my second class today. You’re just like me!”

I blinked at the sight of my eighteen-year-old sister. I stood naked before her petite, budding body as she bounced on her feet. Her pigtails danced around her face as she clapped her hands together with such gleeful delight. Then she blinked and froze. Her gaze flicked down to my naked cock. Her cheeks went scarlet. She spun around, putting her back to me.

“Justin!” she screeched. “Oh, my god, I knew you were fucking Aurora all day, but you brought your slut home with you?”

“Uh…” I said, scratching the back of my neck. “I’m not fucking Aurora.”

“Did you… hypnotize another girl into being your slut today?” she asked. “That was one of the reasons I figured out it was you. After I… Well, after I did a few things when time was frozen, too. Then I realized how Aurora went from hating you to being your devoted sex slave. So, who do you have in there?”

“Well… Mom,” I said, then tensed. I wondered how my little sister would take that revelation.

My sister’s spine stiffened. She shot a look over her shoulder at me, her brown eyes wide. “Holy what the damn, Justin!” She whirled around, her pigtails switching the air behind her. “Really? I wanted to do that!”

“What?” I asked, my jaw dropping.

“Wait, did you think you’re the only pervert in the family?” Krystal asked. A mischievous grin spread over her face. “I’m just better at hiding it than you.” Then her eyes widen. “Justin, you were going to hypnotize me into being your slut, too?”

I shifted. “Um… Yeah.”

She stamped her foot. “Really? I’m gay! I don’t want to have sex with my brother!”

I blinked. “You’re a lesbian?” Then a hot lust surged through me. “Are you and Ji-Yun…?”

She suddenly fidgeted. “Um… well, we are… now. I may have… uhhh… hypnotize her into loving my pussy.”

I grinned at my sister, my dick aching. Just this morning I’d imagine my sister and her friend, Ji-Yun, as lesbian lovers. Knowing it was true, made me want to cum. “How did you do that? No wait, probably the same way I accidentally made Aurora into my sex slave.”

“Yeah, basically,” she said while scooting past me. She gave me a wide berth, pressing up against the kitchen door’s frame to avoid touching me. Then she was passed me and darting towards our mother. “Wow, our mom has huge boobs. Mine are just so tiny. Ooh, I can see the indents your fingers left in them. Wow, that’s kinda kinky.”

“Yeah,” I said, stroking my pussy-soaked dick. “So how did you accidentally make your friend a lesbian?”

Instead of answering, she reached beneath her skirt and, to my shock, peeled down a pair of frilly, pink panties. I blinked at that as she stepped out of them. She gave me a naughty grin and brought her panties to her face. She inhaled her own musk, shuddered, then moaned, “God, I love the scent of fresh pussy.”

“What are you doing?” I asked, my dick throbbing. “Not that I mind watching.”

“Listen, I have the opportunity to rub my pussy on mom’s face,” Krystal said, her eyes glassy with lust. “I’m not passing up on this chance.”

I watched her press mom down so she lay stretched out fully on her back. Then my sister sat on our mother’s face, grinding her cunt across Mom’s mouth and chin. Sadly, I couldn’t see anything, Krystal’s skirt hiding her pussy for my view.

Pleasure flicked across my little sister’s face. “If I know you, Justin, you told Mom to crave my pussy, too.”

“Yeah, I did. Can you blame me?”

“Nope!” she moaned, grinding her pussy on our mother’s face. “So I made Ji-Yun gay when I freaked out after you froze everything the first time. I was just getting settled into my geography class when you paused the world. I thought I was going crazy. I don’t know how long I just sat in my seat, trying not to think I’d gone insane. I buried my face into the crook of my elbow, squeezed my eyes shut, and wished for time to resume. I felt like…” She stared up at me, her face twisting with pleasure from humping on our mother’s face. “I felt like I could almost make it resume. It was probably because you stopped it that I couldn’t start it up.”

“Yeah, that was what it felt like when you froze it during lunch.”

“So after, I don’t know, an hour or so, I left my classroom and started exploring. I wanted to figure out what had caused this all to happen.” She let out a whimpering sound. “Oh, yes, I’m going to cream our mother’s face, Justin.”

I grinned at her. “Do it, Krystal.” I stroked my dick faster. “Just drown her with your juices.”

“Boy, Justin, I don’t know the last time we really talked.” She giggled. “But I definitely know we weren’t masturbating over our naked mother while our dad stands frozen watching.”

I smiled at her, my dick throbbing in my hand. God, I really, really wanted to have sex with my little sister. “Well, we don’t have to be masturbating. We could do other things.”

She fixed me with a hard look while stopping grinding her pussy on our mother’s face. “Nope. That is not happening.”

I wanted it though. Just when I thought I could do anything, my sister told me I couldn’t do one of those things I craved.

“Anyways,” Krystal continued, resuming grinding on our mother’s face. “I must’ve wandered up and down all the halls, going everywhere but where you must’ve been.”

“Spent most of the time in the boy’s locker room after fucking Aurora,” I said.

She gave me a weird look then shrugged. “Well, I guess I missed you because I did swing by the gym, but I didn’t go into the boy’s locker room.” Her grin turned wicked. “I did peek into the girl’s locker room and ogled the cuties while changing their clothes. I was masturbating pretty hard when, of course, time resumed. I panicked and darted out of there before any of them realized I was somewhere I shouldn’t be. I did see Chris and his jock friends running out of the boy’s restroom.” She gave me a questioning look. “Your doing? They seemed pretty freaked out about something.”

I laughed. “Yeah, I turned them gay. They were about the bully me.”

“Oh, is that why you stopped time?”

I nodded my head. “So, why did you stop time? Did you do it to keep me from getting in trouble?”

She shook her head. “By then, I had already figured out that you must’ve stopped time when Aurora started acting so weird with her posts on social media. You know, talking about being your sex slave and all. It was why I was trying to talk to you before your new slut showed up at lunch.”

“Oh, yeah, I forgot about that,” I said.

She giggled again, her hips squirming from side to side now. “Well, Aurora is quite the distraction. Mmm, I’d love to grip her ponytail and ride her face.”

“God, you are a pervert,” I said and grinned at her.

She beamed back at me. “But, to answer your question, I froze time because I was tired of all the racket. Just knowing you were in their having sex weirded me out. I was still… not as relaxed as I became after that. I fled to the bathroom. Ji-Yun followed after me to give comfort me. But it was a mistake for me to go in there. It put me closer to where you were having sex. I could hear everyone out there shouting and cheering. It was driving me nuts. I just wanted it all to stop. Then I felt it building in me. This energy that I could unleash. It frightened me. I remember how time stopped earlier. Ji-Yun was talking to me, trying to calm me down, but all I could think about was if I could do it. I had to know.

“So I focused on it. I thought about it. And then… Everything stopped.”

“And you had Ji-Yun in the stall with you, her nubile body all delicious and yummy. You couldn’t resist doing something to her.”

“Guilty!”

My sister’s face scrunched up in bliss. She closed her eyes, the grinding of her hips increasing its pace. She worked her fourteen-year-old pussy across our mother’s mouth. I wish I could see it, but her damned skirt was in the way.

I stroked my dick faster, harder. I was imagining my sister and Ji-Yun in the bathroom stall, the Korean girl frozen, my sister dragging up her friend’s skirt and ripping down the girl’s panties. Krystal would be moaning, telling Ji-Yun that she was a lesbian, not really realizing that she was actually making her friend into a dyke.

It was so hot.

My balls boiled as I pictured Krystal burying her face into Ji-Yun’s bald twat. In my fantasy, neither girl had any pubic hair. Krystal licked and swirled her tongue through her time-frozen friend’s pussy just like I had done to our mother. Krystal’s real moans only added to the fantasy. My orgasm came closer and closer.

“Oh, yes, yes, Mom!” gasped Krystal. “I’m going to cum so hard on your face! You love eating my pussy Mom! You think it’s the best pussy in the world! You want to wake me up every morning by eating me to an orgasm!”

That command almost sent me over the edge. Now I was picturing our mother entering Krystal’s bedroom, pulling down the sheets then sliding up the purple, frilly nightgown my sister loved to wear. I pictured Mom licking her lips before burying her face into my little sister’s bare twat. She would lick so hard. She would make my sister explode.

“Fuck,” I groaned. I fisted my dick so hard. So fast.

“Yes, you’re going to lick my pussy, every morning, Mom!” my sister moaned. She threw back her head, her pigtails dancing about her shoulders. “Yes!”

I could hear the pleasure in my sister’s voice. I knew that she was cumming on our mother’s face. My little sister was shuddering through her orgasmic bliss.

I groaned, my hand pumping up and down on my cock as fast as I could. Lesbian fantasies danced through my head. I wanted to join them. I wanted to have sex with my sister, sharing her with mom, her friend Ji-Yun, and my sex slave Aurora.

With a groan, my jizz spurted into the air. My cum splattered my mom’s stomach. I painted her belly and tits with my incestuous seed. The pearly lines froze on her before the spunk could start running while more drops remained suspended in the air before reaching her.

Every blast shot rapture to my mind. Euphoria slammed across my thoughts. I groaned, my eyes fluttering. The bliss was incredible. It was amazing. I drank it in, my body swaying. The room almost spun around me.

My sister and I both groaned out in pleasure.

And then the ecstasy passed.

“Well,” my sister panted, “that was incredible.” She hopped to her feet. “Night, Justin.”

As I struggled to gather my thoughts, my sister darted past me and out of the kitchen. I could hear her footsteps echoing through the house as she raced up to her bedroom. I shook my head, wanting to have sex with her so badly.

How? She was gay, and I couldn’t time-hypnotize her. So how could I do it?

The thought echoed through my mind over and over as I closed our mother’s robe, hiding my sticky mess. I scooped up my boxers then retreated from the kitchen.

The footprints left by my sister and me were still frozen into thick carpet of the living room. I crossed it. I stumbled upstairs almost in a daze, my mind grappling with this new challenge placed before me.

How could I seduce my lesbian, little sister? What could I offer her to get her to agree to have sex with me?

Why did she have to be gay?

Why did she have to have my powers?

I reached my bedroom and sat down on my bed beside my manga frozen in mid-air. I took a deep breath and prepared to resume time. Dad would still be angry at mom, but my new commands should kick in. He should bring her up here so that he could witness me cuckolding him for real.

But all I could think about was my sister and her bedroom. Damn. I really, really wanted to fuck her.

“Shit…” I muttered. Then I concentrated.

I unfroze time.

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Aurora Pritchard

—now. What was he doing? What naughty acts was my Master up to?

I couldn’t wait for him to stop time again. I knew we would have such naughty fun.

I smiled, rubbing my thighs together. I savored how juicy I was thinking about it. I grabbed my phone, snapped a picture of my cum-stained tits, and sent him a text of it. “Thinking of you,” I typed. “Can’t wait for you to stop time again. Want to have so much naughty fun with my Master!!!” I capped the message off with the winky emoji and a loving heart emoji.

I hit send.

Smiled.

To be continued…

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