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This is my first story so I hope you enjoy it^^. It’s going to take a while before any sexual action takes place. So if your not a fan of long stories, then I apologize but all my stories has to have a good plot and may take a while to get to the point.

“Elena finish washing those clothes and get the medicine for Taiyo,” Ms. Gasco called out from the attic.
“Yes Ma’m,” I called back and brought the clothes that I was washing in a pot through the water even faster. After finally finishing my tenth and final chore of the day, I went outside to the garden that Ms. Gasco owned and plucked out the necessary herbs for Taiyo’s medicine. As I returned inside the house, I felt someone’s eyes on me so I quickly scurried back into the house. My name is Elena; I am a 17 year old girl. I had long waist length black hair, and bright green eyes. Clear and smooth skin with almost no mark on my body except for a unique mark on the back of my hand which I kept wrapped with a cloth. The mark consisted of a ripple like pattern and on each ripples are tiny stars aligned on it. My breast size weren’t big nor small but in the middle range. My ass on the other hand was a bit big for my comfort.
I stirred the herbs together and went to Taiyo’s room. Taiyo was my younger brother, he was 5 years younger than me. I crept in silently and knelt beside the mat that he laid on and softly touched his forehead. His head was still warmer than ever and covered in sweat. Taiyo had gotten a horrible fever 3 weeks ago and had showed no sign of breaking. I carefully woke him by touching his shoulder, his small green eyes fluttered open and looked at me. He brushed his short black hair aside to feel his own head and groaned.
He looked back at me and asked, “Is it medicine time already?”
I smiled softly and said, “Yes, so you need to take it and get some sleep.” He nodded and took the bowl that contained the medicine and gulped it down.
“Eww nasty.” he spluttered out when he finished.
“Well this nasty medicine will help you if you let it.” I told him. He nodded again and fell back to sleep. I closed his door behind me as I left, when I turned the corner in the hallway I almost ran into Ms. Gasco.
“Elena there you are, so is he getting better?” she asked me. I shook my head sadly. “Hmm… I see, well then come join me for tea,” she said and walked away as I followed. Ms. Gasco was an old friend of our father who mysteriously disappeared when I was only 7 years old. Our mother was a whore who left us as soon as Taiyo was born to be with some slave owner who supposedly promised her that she was his sole true love. Ms. Gasco took us in and cared for us, she ran a bar and was highly respected in our town for her attitude and skills. Ms. Gasco sipped the steamy honey tea from the cup. I was holding mine too tired to drink any.
“So how do you feel honey?” She asked.
“I’m fine.” I lied, in truth I was scared no I was petrified of what might happen to Taiyo. When he first got sick, many doctors checked him and they all said he had only a week left. Miraculously Taiyo been able to lived a bit longer, but I don’t how much longer.
Ms. Gasco must had known what I was thinking because she said, “Don’t worry about your younger brother, he’ll be fine. It’ll more than a silly cold to take him out. Hell I know for fact, since you two kept me on my toes raising ya.” I had to smiled for I knew it was true, it had been a hand full raising us.
Ms. Gasco placed her cup down and said, “I wanted to talk to you about something important. As you know that the king had passed a new law that states when someone turns eighteen, they only but a week to find a job if they wish to continue living in this kingdom.” I nodded; the law was made in an attempt to enlist more younger citizens into the army. Once someone turns eighteen and uses up their week and has no job, then an alert is sent out and soldiers are sent after the target. Once someone is caught they have three choices, join the army, exile, or death. If anyone were to assist the target then they are either banished or put to death. I had seen it happened to too many people already.
“It’s a foolish law really. Unfortunately it’s effective, I heard a month after the law was established, the King was able to enlist forty-thousands soldiers, while around three hundred were banished and a few dozen were executed,” Ms. Gasco stated. She continued while sipping her tea, “Normally I would just have you work for me. However the law also states that one cannot join family business until the age of thirty.” I nodded, my eighteenth birthday was months away, however due to the predicament that I would be in if I didn’t hurry, I knew that getting a job was of the highest priority.
Ms. Gasco took another sip, “Well enough of this talk. How is your hand, has anything unusual happened.”
“No why do you asked?”
Ms. Gasco stared outside the window and said, “Yesterday, I was washing Taiyo’s back and his mark began to glow an ominous blue.”
“Is that true?” I asked. She nodded and got up from the table to refill her tea. I slumped in my chair, Taiyo had a mark similar to the one I got on the back of my hand, except his was on his back and instead of stars, his had skulls. Then we heard shouts of joy and praise echo throughout the town.

“Ugh those damn soldiers again, I don’t care if Tenkon is the strongest kingdom. Our soldiers are getting too damned cocky for their own good.” Ms. Gasco stated as I got up from the chair and walked out the room, when Ms. Gasco asked me where I was going. I told her that I was heading to look for a job. “Alright, but be careful. there’s a bunch idiots outside.” I smiled and left out the house. As soon as I was out, I tried many places asking for work however they would always have no openings left. I was starting to get desperate and even asked a few strip clubs may I work as a janitor or an assistence, but they would always try to persuade me to work as one of their strippers. It was finally getting dark and I was walking home when I someone grabbed me by my shoulder. I looked up to see a muscular greasy hair man with crooked teeth staring back at me. Behind him were two other guys, the first was a tall skinny man with thin arms, the second was his opposite, a short pudgy man with small beady eyes. All three were smiling maliciously at me.
The one who was touching my shoulder spoke first, “Hey sweety. I heard you were looking for a job, turning eighteen huh?”
“Yes,” I stated noticing that all three were carrying sabers, “but it has to be legit.”
The tall man jumped in and said, “Well your in luck my pretty little. Ya see a friend of ours runs a very legit whorehouse. Right Jen?”
The muscular man answered tightening his grip, “That’s right Len, but you see we need to test you to see if your whore material.”
I pulled away and said, “Well I’m sorry to say, But I’m not whore material so please leave me alone.”
The short pudgy man laughed and said. “Now, I don’t think that, in fact I say you’re perfect for the job.”
Jen took a step closer, “You see, even Quen thinks you got what it takes, now come here.” He reached out and grabbed me again and pulled me close.
“GET OFF ME,” I shouted as I kneed him in the crotch. Jen fell to his knees groaning and screaming curse words at me as I took off running. I ran as fast as I could and for a moment I thought I would be safe, until I heard the sound of hooves pounding the ground. I looked back and saw that the three of them were on horses and were quickly catching up.
“COME BACK HERE,” Jen roared, “I’LL TEACH YOU A LESSON, YOU LITTLE SLUT!!!!
It was getting dark and I was getting tired yet I pushed myself to run even more. I kept going until I saw that the road splitted into two paths. I took the right and kept running, I didn’t know how long I ran, but when I looked back I saw that they were gone. Relieved I stopped to catch my breath and rub my feet. My sandals were worn and tearing. The night air was cold against the thin layer of clothing that I worn. I was just about to look for a way home when somebody pushed me against a fence wall. I looked and saw that it was Jen and his gang, my heart was pounding against my chest.
“Too bad we know the road huh?” Jen said as he tore the cloth from my body exposing it. “Nice body,” he said as he grabbed my breast and fondled it and licked my nipples, “We’re in the middle of nowhere now, so go ahead and scream.”
“N..o.. plea..se sto..p it..,” I moaned, I have never felt this pleasure before.
“You know I was going to be gentle with you,” he said as he bit my nipple causing me to scream, “But having your cock kneed by a wretched little girl can really change someone’s mind.”
“I’m truly sorry,” I said as tears were beginning to fill my eyes. But my pleas were useless, for Jen continued his assault on breast as he fondled it and squeezed it. He rubbed my nipples, his other hand slowly traveled down my body and stopped at my ass. He grabbed my ass and smacked it a few times causing me to moan. He then stopped what he was doing and tore off my panties and plunged his fingers into my pussy. I screamed in pain and pleasure. He was sucking my nipples and licking them affectionately as his fingers drove in and out of my pussy.
“Now that you’re wet,” he said taking his fingers out of my pussy and showing them to me. He was right, I could easily see his fingers glisten with my juice in the moonlight. He then pulled down his trousers revealing an average size cock. “You’re gonna jerk me off,” he said with a smile, “And if you don’t then you’ll die here and now.” He pulled out a dull saber from its sheath and pointed it at me. “Now get started,” he snarled. I knelt in front of him and took his cock into my hands and began to stroked it softly. Jen moaned as I continued to stroke him. “Now put it in your mouth,” He commanded placing his saber softly on my neck. I stared from his cock to his sword and decided to obey him. The moment I had his cock in my mouth, I nearly gagged, for it was the foulest thing I had ever tasted and the stench that it gave off was disgusting. But I force myself to start sucking and licking it, even twirling the head with my tongue. Jen was panting and I saw that his legs were getting wobbly, he then grabbed my head and pulled it close as if to force his whole cock down my throat. I started to choke as he did this a few more times, until he suddenly pulled his cock out started to stroke it hard. He began grunting, and cried “I’M CUMMING,” as cum flew from his cock onto me.
Jen fell to his knees his cock now limp. For a while he sat there, I tried to stand but his arm shot out and grabbed me and pulled me back down. I tried to break free from his grip but it was too strong. He than forced me on my back and spread my legs open with his knee. He then positioned his cock at my pussy’s entrance, I tried in vain to get him off me. But, no matter how much I kicked or screamed, he wasn’t phase by any of it.
“Quen, Len, bring me the ropes,” he said after I almost kneed him in the crotch again. There was no response so he repeated, “QUEN, LEN BRING ME THOSE GOD DAMNED ROPES,” there was still no response. Then he got off me for a moment and roared, “CAAAN’T YOU SON OF BITCHES HEA– WHAT THE HELL.” I raised my head a bit and saw what he saw. Quen and Len laid on the ground soaked in blood. I raised my head even more and saw the murderer, he was wearing a cloak and held an elegant long sword in his hand. Beside him was another cloaked figure, and behind them were a few horsemen garmented in silver armor. Jen was trembling as he asked, “Who in the hell are you, you stupid piece of shit?” The man removed his hood, both Jen and I gasped for even in the night, we recognized him. His shoulder length brown hair, his great gray piercing eyes, and his great posture which showed neither fear nor hesitation. This was Tenkon’s famous young prince Hayate.
Jen immediately bowed before Hayate, “Greetings your highness, I was merely retrieving the criminal who stole from us.” Hayate stared at Tenkon for a moment and walked right past him towards me. I tried to scoot away from him but he grabbed me by my arm and hoisted me up, he looked me over. I tried to cover myself but my body didn’t respond.
Finally he let go of me and said to Jen, “It seems that something else was going on here.” Then suddenly he grabbed my hand again, but this time he removed the cloth that covered the back of my hand and stared at it intently. Then he stared at me as if he just noticed me, I wish I was looking in a better state, unfornutaly I was naked and covered in Jen’s cum. Hayate asked Jen, his voice hummed with anger, “Is she still a virgin?”
Jen merely said, “Huh?”
Hayate then roared at Jen, “IS SHE A VIRGIN OR NOT.”
Jen slowly nodded but added, “I…thin..k…so.”
Hayate then called out, “Lily examine this girl quickly.” The cloaked figure who had been standing beside Hayate threw off her cloak revealing a elegant woman with long bright green hair and elfish ears, she was also smiling, she had a great figure, her breast were big with a large ass. Her choice of clothing greatly supports this as she wears armor that reveals much of her cleavage, her armor also lacks any covering of her belly. A long sash covered her waist and down. As she came near, she touched my forehead then slightly rubbed my clit causing me to silently moan.
Lily turned to Hayate and said happily, “No my lord she has not been tainted.”
Hayate breathed a sign of relief and turned back to Jen and said, “I believe an execution would be enough for you.” Hearing this Jen ran off the opposite direction past the horsemen.
“Should we pursue sire.” asked one of the horsemen.
“No need,” Hayate replied, “Lily.”
“Yes sir,” Lily said pointing her finger at Jen who was a good few yards away and muttered, “Lyulken.” A red light shot from her finger tip and flew towards Jen. For a moment nothing happened, then a colum of fire erupted and when it cleared Jen was a pile of ashes.
“Good now let us leave.” Hayate said. Then he turned to me and touched my
forehead and before I knew it I had lost consciousness. When I awoken I was in a huge room filled with antiques, I was lying on a soft bed. I looked around the room, I noticed that I was still naked. I tried to get up but then someone pulled me back in, I turned and saw that it was Lily.
“Ah my lady has awakened,” She said with a smile.
“Where am I,” I asked her.
“Why, you are in the Tenkon’s fortress.”
“What!”
“Yes,” Lily said as she rubbed my shoulder, “you were brought here to be Prince Hayate’s princess.”
“But wh..why, I mean, there are countless girls who are probably better suited for him,” I stated.
Lily shook her head and replied, “perhaps with stature and name, but of magical quality, you’re the perfect match.”
“Magical quality? I have no magic so what are you talking about?”
Lily looked me in the eye and said, “You possess the Nebula Plate.”
“Nebula Plate?”
“It’s on the back of your hand. It shows an strong affinity towards magic and sorcery. All magic users posses a plate. For example mine is here.” Lily got off the bed and took off her armor revealing her large breast and nipples and turned revealing her mark on the left side of her left breast. Lily’s plate was an egg shape with vines wrapped around it.
“So I can use magic?” I asked. Lily smiled and nodded. “But then why aren’t you marrying Prince Hayate?”
Lily sat back on the bed and said, “For many reasons actually, my magic capabilites are not suited with his, even if I am currently stronger than him. After all I am six hundred years too old for him.”
“WHAT SIX-HUNDRED,” I asked, not truly believing that the young and gorgeous woman in front of me was over six hundred years old.
She nodded and added, “Beside my main role in this kingdom is to train the one who is worthy of Lord Hayate.” She crawled back towards me and placed a hand on my breast and caressed it softly, “I am to train you both in the art of battle and sex.” She than forced me to lay on my back and straddle me, and planted several kisses on my body. She then rubbed her clit against mine, we both began to moan, as her hands grabbed my breast. My own hands instinctively reached out and grabbed her breasts as well.
“Oooh very good.” Lily said as I started rubbing her nipples, “Yes that feels amazing.” We were both moaning, until Lily got off me and sat on my face. Her aroma was erotic and was getting me wet. Lily then bent over and started to lick my pussy causing me to moan in pleasure. With each lick she gave me, sent a wave of pleasure through my body, I retaliated by doing the exact same to her, I licked her pussy while fingering her ass. Our moans became louder and frequently. This all continued for a while until I was on the brink of my first orgasm. I knew that Lily was getting close as well, her movements became frantic and her legs shook as well as mine. Soon we were overcome by our orgasm. For a moment we both laid trying to catch out breath, our sweaty bodies sticking to each other.
“Where is Prince Hayate?” I managed to ask finally through each pant.
“Currently in a war meeting alongside his father,” Lily answered panting as well. I felt myself falling asleep until Lily squeezed my nipple making me moan. “Not yet,” She said smiling, “I have one more test for you.” After I nodded, she crawled off me and said, “Now you must learn how to pleasure Lord Hayate.”
“But how… I mean.. he has … a.?” I stammered.
“Through the power of sorcery of course,” She said with a wink. She then took both of her hands and placed them on her pelvis and began muttering words that I couldn’t catch. Then something sprouted out of Lily’s pussy. It was shaped like a penis yet ethereal and full of magic. Lily said, “You could use it this way or as a masturbation tool.” As she spoke, she created another in her hand, and shoved it inside her ass. Lily took a moment to moan and to caress her breast. When she finally calmed down she said, “Whew sorry about that, got a little carried away there.” “Now lick it,” Lily said. I nodded and took it in my hands and slowly jerked her off. Despite it’s appearance the magic cock felt so real in my hands, it reacted perfectly while I jerked it back and forth. However when I placed it in my mouth, the taste was completely different from Jen’s.
Lily was moaning even louder, surprising me, it took me a while before I figured out that the user’s affected the same way a man would be having his cock sucked.
“Oooh your doing so well,” Lily breathed, “but when your sucking, make sure you lick it and twirl your tongue around it as well. Also grabbing a man’s balls can produce tremendous affects.” It was after she said this that I noticed that the cock she created also had balls on it. “Aaah not to rough,” she said when grabbed them, “just feel them and juggle them.”
“Ok,” I said meekly and continued sucking Lily’s cock. My tongue licked anyside of her cock it could reach while my hands jiggled her balls. Lily’s moans were increasing as she started to hump my face. I kept licking and sucking, then I took my hand away from Lily’s balls and went for the magic cock that was in her ass. I grabbed hold of it and started to slide it in and out of her ass as fast as I could.
Lily’s thrusts started to pick up speed then she screamed, “I CUMMING.” I let her cock out of my mouth just in time to see it released clear sparkling liquid all over my face. Finally when her orgasm subsided, I felt the magic cum on my face, it felt like the real thing. “That was excellent,” Lily said breathing hard, “However, you must learn to swallow the cum.
“Oh sorry,” I said and reached for the cum on my face only to find it wasn’t there.
“Oh, I forgot to mention that the semen released from this cock lacks a few things, so it’ll only last a few seconds. Plus, It can’t get a female pregnant.” She said, “Now that you made me feel good, I say that it is time to make you feel good.” With that she pushed me on my stomach and position her cock on the entrance of my ass.
“Ahh, wait a second, um I… don’t-,”
Lily cut me off, “No need to worry My Lady, I will not use your pussy, that spot is reserve for Lord Hayate.” Before I could object, Lily thrust her cock in my ass, I couldn’t believe how good it had felt. It was the most pleasurable feeling I ever I had. Lily cock moving in and out of my ass, her hands on my breasts, fondling, massaging, and pinching. Lily than said panting, “You must also move My Lady… it will feel twice…as good.” Following her instruction, I pushed back against her, she was right the pleasure was indescribable. She started to pinch my nipples even harder.
“Ohh yes,” I screamed, my vision began to blurred, soon the only thing I was hearing were our moans, but I continued to fuck Lily.
I started to feel another orgasm approaching, “L..ily,” I gasped, “I.. abo..ut to…cum.”
Lily was in the same state as me, her breathing was rapid, her rock hard nipples were against my back, “I.. too My..Lady,” She managed to say. It was at that moment that our orgasm consumed us.
“I’M CUMMING,” we both screamed. Lily pulled out of me and came all over my ass and back, a few even got on the bed. Lily’s magic cock disappeared with all of the magic cum as well. We both collapsed on the bed exhausted and soaked in sweat.

This was the start of my new life here..

Pt2 soon

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Eve and Katey find out just what it takes to be captains of their team. Do they have what it takes to prove themselves?

Re-cap: Eve and her girlfriend were silently caught, by their swim coach, having lesbian sex in the school showers. Eve noticed her coach watching and masturbating. Later that night Eve gets a phone call from her coach offering her and Katey co-captainship of the swim team, if they were willing to ‘discuss’ the scene that went on in the showers. Eve, excited at the prospect of being captain, ran downstairs to tell her mother.

I ran downstairs to tell my mom the news, my feet barely touching the ground, I was practically floating with excitement. Mom was in the kitchen finishing up the supper dishes, scrubbing some baked cheese from a casserole pan.

“Mom, guess what?!” I was bursting at the seams to just shout it out.

‘What is it, Eve? And what was all that commotion coming from your room a minute ago?” Mom turned from the sink to face me, her red hair slightly damp from where she kept absentmindedly brushing it out of her face with her soapy hands. Her eyes surveyed me, their dark blue radiating curiosity and, what I guess was concern. Even in this moment I had to admit that despite a few wrinkles, which she would often joke were my fault, nothing could blemish her natural grace. She dried her hand on the apron, which was covering most of her light blue blouse, her sleeves rolled up passed her elbows. The apron had belonged to her mother, and you could see where it was almost worn through with age, but Mom loved it all the same. She was wearing a pair of moccasin slippers, the same pair I had given her for Christmas last year.

“Miss Fisher just called and told me she thinks Katey and I have what it takes be co-captains of the swim team!” the news erupted from me in a high-pitched squeal as I ran to embrace my mother.

“Honey, that’s wonderful! See I told you all that practice and hard work would pay off. Miss Fisher must see something promising in you two, and I know you wont let her down.” She smiled a warm motherly smile down at me, as I looked up at her. I returned the smile with equalled enthusiasm, though in my mind I was giggling at what sort of ‘hard work’ had really given me this opportunity.

“Nothing is official yet, Katey and I have to meet with coach after next practice and discuss if we are right for the positions”, another internal giggle as I wondered what sort of positions Coach Fisher would be putting us in. I let go of mom and started drying the dishes, and putting them away, while she put on the kettle and went back to scrubbing the casserole dish.

“Now Eve, I want you to be on your best behaviour when you meet with your coach. This sort of opportunity involves a lot of responsibility, and I want you to be sure you know what your getting in to. It will cut into your personal life, and you might not get to hangout with your friends as often. Remember, I was the coach of my school’s tennis club, and it wreaked havoc on my love life. I didn’t make it passed 3rd base until after I graduated.”

“Eww, TMI mom!!” I reached over and splashed her with some dish water. She giggled and splashed me back, which quickly evolved into a small water fight at the sink. The whistle of the kettle rang the bell on our battle, no clear winner, just two ladies in damp clothes and a big puddle on the floor. We were both tearing up with raucous laughter as she went to fetch the mop. I grabbed teacups, cream, sugar, and the teapot and set them on the table. Our evening cup of tea had become sort of a ritual where we would sit together and catch up on the day’s events.

Afterwards I went back to my room to finish some homework and saw I had missed 3 calls and 10 texts from Katey.

“OMG!!1! Did coach fisher call you?!”
“Eve! This is awesome!”
“Pick up, we need to talk! This is so crazy!!”
“Did you tell your mom?!”
“My mom is freaking out, her and dad are so proud!”
“Text me ASAP!”
“I love you so much, babe”
“<3″
“I want you so bad ;-)”
The last text was an up-skirt photo of the front of Katey’s panties, showing a very visible wet spot from where her juices had leaked through.

“Mmm baby, get that on a plate ‘cause I’m about to dig in ;-)” I texted her back, feeling a dampness of my own beginning under my pants, unrelated to water fight in the kitchen. I began stripping off my clothes, waiting for her reply.

‘Lolz bon appetite! So why you been awol? I was starting to worry.” She responded in a minute, which meant she had been waiting for me.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to worry you, I was having tea with my mom and talking about the big news. She was really proud when I told her, then she talked on and on about her tennis days while we had tea”, I felt a bit of guilt for taking too long to reply, but I also knew Katey wasn’t really the type to get hurt or jealous if I didn’t respond right away, especially considering the excitement we were dealing with.

I removed my bra, at last freeing my breasts to the fresh air, my nipples hardening up at the sudden change in temperature. My hand raised up to cup my perky tit, and my fingers squeezed down on my erect nipple causing a fresh heat to erupt in my pussy and more of my juices to flow into my panties. My other hand gravitated to my quivering cunt and my fingers snaked inside my underwear. My fingertips became soaked as they lightly danced across my burning clit, and I fell to my knees as my legs turned to jelly. Leaning against my bed on my knees, my fingers furiously clawed at my dripping pussy, mashing my clit with my palm and cramming two fingers deep inside. My breathing was shallow and husky as I involuntarily started to drool, saliva running down my chin onto my blankets. I laid down on my back on the carpet and scrambled to tear my soaked underwear off. My pussy soaked panties clenched in my hand, I shoved them in my mouth, tasting my sweet nectar as I continued to frig my snatch. My panty gag helped to stifle my moans as I squeezed and twisted my clitoris and stuck a third finger inside my vag. My pussy ran readily with juice, a river flowing down my thighs and pooling at my butt, staining the carpet. The electric fire of my orgasm was growing steadily as my back arched up and down, humping at the floor. I needed to cum, my whole mind was lost in this one pursuit, a thick cloud of sexual intent clogged my other senses. All I could feel, all I cared about right now, was the soppy wet mess between my legs, and the carnal desire to cum again and again. Visions of Miss Fisher standing over Katey and me, her own hand down her pants, surged through my mind and my nipples tightened even more. I remembered when our eyes had locked and I felt a shiver fly down my spine.

My pussy spasmed violently and my whole body erupted in a euphoric seizure of ecstasy. It took every ounce of sanity I had left not to scream as my skin was lit ablaze in pure orgasmic bliss, radiating outwards from my hot sex. I tried to move, but my hand brushed against my clit and I was sent over again. My legs went stiff, pushing my body out from the bed, burning my back on the carpet. My whole body was locked in a torrent of fire and lightning, unable to move, only able to feel a ceaseless pleasure, only able to hear my own heartbeat roaring in my ears, only able to taste to remnants of myself on my soiled panties.

Finally the waves abated, my muscles relaxed, and my body went limp. I lay there gasping for breath as the sweat cooled on my skin causing goose bumps. As my mind cleared, I realized I was laying on a soggy patch of carpet, and the room reeked of pussy. Sitting up, the pool squelched beneath me, and I felt a little foolish at letting myself lose control like that. I had to brace myself on the bed as I got to my feet, my legs were still too shaky to hold my full weight. My phone was flashing telling me I had missed a message, Katey had texted me again.

Katey . . . a sudden wave of guilt washed over me, driving out the leftover bliss of my orgasm. It wasn’t the thought of Katey and me in the shower that had triggered my orgasm, it had been the image of Miss Fisher standing over us. The image of the pure naked lust that had been written in her eyes as we looked at each other. I felt like I had betrayed my girlfriend, the girl I loved. Getting myself off on the thoughts of another woman? I was a terrible person.
I looked down at the text she had sent me,
“Oh, that’s cool 🙂 well, I’m going to finish that science homework, I’ll see you at school tomorrow. I love you, Eve..”

A tear rolled down my cheek as I thought how much I didn’t deserve her. I was on the verge of more tears when there was a light knock on my door.

“Eve, honey? Is everything alright? I heard a lot of banging, and thumping.” Mom’s voice was full of concern, and even through the closed door I could picture the motherly worry etched in Her face.

“A-hh” I cleared my throat, “Ah, yeah mom, everything is ok. I was just having a bit of trouble with some homework and thought I’d do some stretches to get the blood pumping, you know? I suppose I got a little into it and took a tumble off my bed. Nothing to worry about, I’m fine though.” I tried to add a smile to my voice, in the hopes of convincing her. Sitting there on the edge of my bed, naked and dripping in sweat and pussy juice, I didn’t need her coming in to check on me.

“… You sure you’re ok?” I could tell she only half believed me, but I did my best to reassure her.

“Yeah mom, I’m fine. I’ll take a shower, and come down to say goodnight, ok?” that part was true, I did need a shower. I also had to do something about my carpet. But that would have to wait. I needed to think, to come to terms with what I had felt during my orgasm.

The hot water and steam did wonders to wash away the salty sweat from my body, and it also cleared away the cobwebs in my head. I realized what I had felt in that moment when I had thought about the coach was nothing more than my lust rattled mind sinking lower into a perverted abyss. The mind’s journey to overpower itself with more and more perverse thoughts and actions in an attempt to reach new heights of pleasure. The sense of the “New” over the comfort of the “Familiar”. Then again, I could’ve just been over thinking the whole thing. My body was clean, and my mind was more or less at ease when I finally emerged from my steamy cocoon. I got some flannel pajamas on and went down to say goodnight to mom.

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By the next day all thoughts of my masturbatory indiscretion were out of my mind as I sat with Katey in an empty class to have lunch. When we had met up that morning before school all we could talk about was the prospect of becoming captains of our team. Now however our conversation was one of a more intimate quality. The kind of conversation where my hand was up her shirt, and her tongue was down my throat. There was a hurried passion to our kissing, each of us thinking about how much time we had before lunch was over, and we were now more worried about getting caught.

“Sorry, I just can’t control myself” Katey said in gasping breaths between deep kisses. We both looked down at my hand under her shirt, and giggled.

“Looks like you’re not the only one having a hard time controlling yourself.” I leaned in and gave her a loving kiss on her tender lips.

“I know. I thought about you all night. I came so hard!” Katey moaned in my ear, then started kissing my neck. I felt a momentary flash of guilt, and stiffened slightly. I played it off as a shiver of excitement, and grabbed her breast more tightly over her bra. I glanced over at a clock and saw we only had 10 minutes left of lunch time, and the more eager kids would begin showing up sooner than that. Reluctantly I pushed her away, giving her one last kiss before removing my hand from her chest. Straightening our clothes, and hair, we hurried to actually eat our lunch before heading to our next class. Stopping momentarily at the door of the empty class to squeeze her hand in mine, I looked in her eyes and sent her all the love I felt for her.

The week passed uneventfully, Katey and I snuck around more during off hours, and saw a movie on Wednesday night. Next swim practice wasn’t until next Sunday, so I was surprised when I got a call from Coach Fisher telling us she wanted to see us Friday after school.

Friday dragged by slowly and Katey and I spent every free minute whispering about what we thought coach had planned for us. Would she want us to have sex for her to watch, would she want to join in? Katey guessed that she was planning to discipline us in some sort of authoritative lesbian BDSM session. Knowing I would be going through this with Katey by my side didn’t make me feel like I was betraying her, it made me all the more excited, and I kept counting down the minutes until the final bell.

We arrived at Coach Fisher’s office after class and after making sure the coast was clear she ushered us inside and locked the door. She motioned us to have a seat in front of her desk and seated herself in her office chair. I took a moment to look her over, and actually take in her features. She had been our instructor for as long as we had been on the team, even taught gymnastics before that, and I could honestly say this was my first time really looking at her. To me she was always a presence of authority and the guiding force of our team, but here I saw her as a woman, and it was time to see what kind of woman she was.

She was sitting behind her desk, her school gym track jacket draped over the back of her chair. She was wearing a white swim team t-shirt, a narwhal logo on the upper left. The cotton fabric was pulled tight across her bosom, and I could see the faint outline of her bra underneath. Her hands were clasped together tightly on top of her tidy desk, I could see they were squeezing each other and I sensed a nervous energy coming from her. Finally I looked up at her face, her brown hair was cut short in an almost butch fashion, and before now I had figured it was because of her active sporting lifestyle. Now I wasn’t so sure. Coach’s face was full of the energetic beauty of a woman who took great care of herself, and even though she wore no makeup I had to marvel at how well she presented herself. Then there were her eyes. Her golden green eyes were flicking around the room, scanning around from the door to the shuttered window, to Katey and then to me. Ours eyes met for a second time and she held her gaze for a moment longer, staring into me. I looked into her, and she looked into me, eternity in a second. My panties became damp and my face grew hot as I blushed. The moment was over as she cleared her throat, breaking the heavy silence that had been building up around us.

“Ladies, I don’t think I need tell you the reason for this meeting, but I should tell you why I chose to have you meet me today instead of after practice on Sunday. As you may know, the new season of competition is coming up in a few months, so rather than wait for another day I’ve decided to test you now so you may hopefully assume your new duties next practice.” Her voice started off broken, but once she began talking business it became strong and confident. She was able to hide her nerves behind her mask of authority.

“Coach, when you say ‘test’ what exactly do you mean?” Katey spoke first, thinly veiled eagerness in her voice. She showed none of the nerves coach was feeling, and I could tell Katey was eager to get down to the task at hand.

“Firstly I must test to see if you two are the right girls for the job. A co-captain must show great loyalty to her team, to each other, and especially to her coach. You must be willing to follow the orders of your coach, and do your best for the good of the team.” Confident now in her speech, Coach Fisher moved out from behind her desk to sit on the front of it before us.

“Coach, Katey and I will do our very best to honour our team, and follow your orders.” It was my turn to speak up, and I resolved myself to follow Katey’s lead and be confident in my intentions. Being captain of the team was a very big opportunity, and I was ready to show I had what it took to get the job.

“I’m glad to hear you’re both so eager, Eve. Now shall we start with a test of your resolve, and a test of your loyalty to the team and me?” I looked over at Katey and saw she was wearing a wicked grin and I knew she was ready to take the leap. My smile broadened and we turned back to the Coach. We both nodded.

Coach Fisher stood up, and without a hint of her prior nervousness, she undid her blue track pants and let them fall to the floor with her underwear, and she stepped out of them. She stood there before us nude from the waist down, a light bush of brown pubic hair being the only thing concealing her pussy. She sat back on the desk and spread her legs open into a perfect splits across the edge of the table. Her years of teaching gymnastics were ever present in her display of flexibility.

“I want you girls to get undressed for me.” There was authority in her voice as she directed us to stand and strip in front of her. Katey and I stood and started to take our clothes off. I removed my t-shirt and tossed it on the chair behind me. Next I undid my tight jeans and shimmied out of them. I kicked them off along with my shoes and I was now standing before my swimming coach in nothing but my bra and panties. I hesitated a moment and looked over at Katey, only to see her already halfway out of her bra. Not bothering to undo my bra I simply slipped it off my shoulders and let it fall down around my waist. My naked teenage tits were there on display for the woman spread out for us. My hands came to my hips, ready to free my pussy from their underwear prison when I saw Coach Fisher move from her silent watchfulness. Her hand was at her crotch and she was spreading her wet pussy lips, her thumb flicking at her engorged clit. The brazen display fueled my own smoldering heat and my panties were damp before they hit the ground.

Katey and I made no pretense of covering our bodies as we stood before our now masturbating coach. Her eyes were drinking us in, devouring our perky breasts, our bare shaved pussies. I had a feeling of being stripped away to my core by her eyes, but I did not feel vulnerable. I watched as she increased the speed of her manual manipulation, her juices were dripping over the side of the desk.

“Get on your knees.” Her voice was low and husky as she gave us a blatant order. As we knelt on the floor in front of the desk, Coach Fisher stood up, bringing her hot mound inches from our face. I could feel the heat of a fire emanating from her loins as she reached out and grabbed the back of Katey’s head. Katey’s mouth was open, her tongue was ready as Fisher started grinding her cunt into my girlfriend’s mouth. Coach’s legs buckled and she fell back against her desk as Katey’s tongue worked a furious dance across her clit. Fisher grabbed a wad of Katey’s hair and thrust her pelvis into her face, forcing the nectar hungry tongue deeper into her pussy. Katey’s hand was between her own legs working herself toward orgasm, while I could only watch, mesmerized, as my vag overflowed with concentrated lust.

Coach was biting on one of her fingers, doing her best to keep quiet. All of a sudden she yanked Katey’s head back and I watched as she fell back, her face shiny and glistening with cunt cream. Katey reeled back against her chair, her eyes closed, her fingers still working deep inside her wetness. Coach’s fingers found their way to my head and I felt a stab of pain as she grabbed onto a thick chunk of my hair and pulled my face to her drowning bush. Suddenly it was dark, and all I could smell was the intoxicating stink of my dear coach’s love forest. My cheeks, chin, and nose we soaked in an instant from the sheer amount of juice she was producing, and I was drinking in every ounce of it. My mouth clamped over her entire pussy and I sucked at her opening, slurping up as much of the heavenly nectar that I could. My tongue probed her depths and I felt her shudder. The pressure on my head increased as she pushed me as deep into her thighs as she could. My own pussy delighted at this, feeding off the sheer ecstacy I was giving this woman. My lust stoked her fire, which fueled my own desires. I wormed my hand up in between my face and her warmth, and plunged two fingers into her velvet chasm. She bucked and shuddered at this new invasion, and I smiled a wicked smile. Time to bring on the A-Game. Three fingers inside her now, my mouth engulfed her throbbing clit, toying with it in an endless assault on her pleasure button.

My other hand was deep within my own nether regions, playing a frantic game of catch up. I was going to make this woman cum her brains out, and I was going to be along for the ride. My thumb worked my clit and the rest of my hand pistoned in and out of my pussy. It rained from my pussy, a fountain of youthful sex juice cascading down over my hand, down my thighs, onto the linoleum floor of the office. I moaned deep onto my coaches clit, the vibrations sending surges through her nervous system, causing her body to shake violently. Her moans were muffled but constant and her stream of juice was now a river. She was vibrating from head to toe, and I could feel my body with sexual energy. Suddenly I thrust another finger deep inside her, and locked her clit between my lips. I finger fucked her while I slashed across her clit with my nimble tongue. Her whole body went wild, it began vibrating uncontrollably as she was seized by a thunderous orgasm. A tidal wave of her cum flooded my mouth, and I gulped it down as my own orgasm hit me. I came hard and fast, a bomb exploded in my loins and I mashed my palm into my pussy grinding myself further into the abyss.

My senses came back to me as I was laying on the floor, leaning against my chair. I looked around the room and took in the chaos that had taken place. It took me a moment to realize Katey wasn’t on the floor next to me, and I looked around for her. Looking up at the desk I saw Katey’s head laying on Coach Fisher’s leg. Using the chair to help me stand, I looked at the erotic scene on the desk. Coach was laying back, her pussy was off the table where I had been so diligently working, and Katey was on top of her. Her nude teenage body draped along our coach’s chest, her pussy over our coach’s face. I had been so caught up in making Fisher cum, I hadn’t noticed her lean back, or Katey climb on top of her.

Katey raised her head as I walked over, a glazed look of bliss in her eyes. She looked so sexy draped over our coach that my pussy emitted a small aftershock of pleasure. Coach started to move, so I helped her get Katey down from on top of her. Katey’s legs buckled when she tried to stand, but I caught her in my arms. Our bare skin, sweaty and smelling of sex, rubbed together. My nipples grew hard again and I lifted her up into a fiery kiss, the powerful taste of fresh pussy mingling in our mouths. I felt a hand on my shoulder and Katey and I looked over at our teacher. Her hands caressed our cheeks and she leaned in and kissed my girlfriend deeply on the mouth. I could feel my fires rekindling as I watched them share this intimate moment. A small trail of saliva bridging the gap as they parted, and Katey was blushing. Next she drew me in, her lips met mine and our tongues entwined. She tasted her own cum as our tongues fought an erotic battle. When we parted, my head was swimming, and my legs were weak again. Coach was breathing heavily and she looked me in the eyes. I saw something in hers, but I couldn’t tell what it was. All I know is I felt truly naked for the first time since we had stripped for her.

“Well . . . I must say you two have certainly passed. That was without a doubt the greatest display from two girls I have ever had the chance of experiencing. Well done young ladies.”

I shrieked with glee and leapt into Katey’s arms and we tumbled into her chair. I hugged her tightly and kissed all over her face, I was overjoyed.

“I must commend you, Eve, on your excellent dexterity and prowess. They were unparalleled to anything I’ve seen. I commend you, Katey, as well for your hard work and your creativity in effectively quieting me while Eve did her work. I wasn’t expecting you to climb up and sit on my face, but I very much enjoyed it. I hope you did as well.” Coach Fisher flashed a wink at Katey, while we both beamed at her praise of our skills.

“Yes Ma’am, you were awesome! I’m only now getting feeling back in my legs.” They shared a chuckle and I kissed Katey again.

“You aren’t the only one. I’m surprised I can move my legs at all, Eve.” I giggled happily as she shot a wink at me this time. I returned the wink and I saw her smile widen slightly.

“Now, don’t get too excited. I say you passed, but I mean you passed the test of character and loyalty. I find you both to upstanding girls, but next will come the physical testing. I can’t make you captains without confirming you are the best the team has to offer.”

“Coach, wasn’t that physical enough? Besides, you already know we are excellent swimmers.” I voiced my puzzlement at the sudden turn of events. We had already proved ourselves, what more did she want us to do?

“Now now, you may be excellent swimmers, but I need to make sure you are exceptional. As for what we just did, I believe you still have more to give, and I intend to put you both through the paces.” Katey and I exchanged looks, both of worry and excitement. As much as I was curious to see what else she had in store, none of us could walk properly right now, so what did she expect us to do?

“I know what you’re both thinking, and I’ll save you the worry. The next test will be tomorrow. I would like you both to meet me at the pool tomorrow afternoon, around 1:30. Now I suggest you both make your way to the showers and get cleaned up. Get plenty of rest tonight, the real fun starts tomorrow.” I felt my blood turn cold, and my pussy get hot as I saw the burning intense look of passion in Coach Fisher’s eyes.

To be continued in Part 3

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follow on from pt 1

Cushla was getting overexcited by the whole thing now, pushing the toy too hard and too deep and causing Sienna to cry out for us to stop. I took the reins again and brought Sienna back under control then gently slid the rubber cock out of her. Her arsehole, now free of the large toy, gapped open at us. Cushla eye’s widened at the sight ‘Wow’ she exclaimed in total awe. I pushed the purple cock through the hole in the front of the strap on harness and looked down at myself, admiring the dildo as though it were my very own hard-on. I felt such power and authority and immediately had to try it out.

I crouched behind Sienna and brought ‘my cock’ back to her widened arsehole. “I’m going to fuck you now Si,” I said “I’m going to fuck you hard and I want you to take it.” I was quite surprised to hear words like that coming from my own mouth, it was like having a dick was bringing out the commanding male in me. Sienna didn’t answer, only pulled her cheeks wider apart and waited for me to push into her. She was well and truly loosened up now and I could easily push ‘my cock’ into her. I took her hips in my hands and thrust my own hips forward burying the tool deep into her arse in one push and forcing a high pitched moan from Sienna as she was once again stretched to limit by the cock. This time I gave her no time to adjust, placing my hands on hers and helping to pull her buttocks apart as I repeatedly drilled into her shitter. Each thrust I gave pushed her forward and produced a small cry from her lips, I couldn’t tell if she was loving it or wishing I would stop but as she hadn’t said anything I continued to hammer her arse, spearing the purple cock deep into her rectum.

I had been banging Sienna’s bottom silly for nearly five minutes before I noticed her starting to shake slightly. Then her little moans began to grow longer and her breathing more rapid and sharp. “Ooooooooooooh my god, oooooh fuck!” she began to cry. Her right hand let go of her bum cheek and began to furiously rub her clit as the first wave of ecstasy exploded inside her. Her screaming became so loud I knew the neighbours would hear. “Fuuuuuckkkkkkk!” she cried as her orgasm tore through her body, shaking her violently as though she was possessed.

Eventually she calmed down and I slowed my thrusts, gradually coming to a stop and drawing ‘my cock’ out of her. Sienna fell in a heap on the floor, little post orgasm vibrations occasionally shaking her body. She just lay there, her eyes glazed over, staring into space. I waited, slightly concerned that I had caused the crumpled heap on the floor some serious damage. Finally she caught her breath long enough to speak.

“That was the single most amazingly intense experience of my life,” she whispered. “I can’t even move.”

“You did pretty well for a first timer.” I said encouragingly “Think it’s something you’ll want to do again?”

“That’s all I want to do.” she answered, closing her eyes and reaching around to feel her arsehole. A worried look appeared on her face “Jesus, I hope it shrinks up again, you could drive a truck up there now.”

“You’ll be fine” I reassured her “You might be feeling it a bit tomorrow though.”

Suddenly there was a small commotion behind me. I turned around to see Cushla throwing her clothes off and pulling at her underwear.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“You have to do me now, I can’t witness that without needing to know what its like too.” Cushla answered tearing her stockings off and pulling her panties to her ankles.

“Ok,” I said, I was amazed that she’d come around to the idea so quickly but I didn’t want to scare her off with more questioning.

“First I’ll need to loosen you up a little.” I said, bringing my hand up to her arse. Cushla pushed it away, dismissing my offer.

“Fuck that, just put it in me.” she demanded. “I want that fucking thing in my arse now!” She was obviously excited and although I didn’t want to hurt her my new sense of power suddenly got the better of me.

“Ok bitch,” I teased, bringing myself up behind her. I knew there was no way that Cush would be able to take ‘my cock’ without preparation. She was a strong willed girl but that wasn’t going to save her when her arsehole was being forced open by a wrist thick dildo.

I pressed the head up against her tight opening now, she still had time to change her mind.

“Are you ready bitch?” I asked her.

“Just give it to me!” she snapped back.

That was it. I trust my hips forward but came up against immense resistance from her bum. I grabbed her hips and pushed hard, forcing ‘my cock’ into her. I looked down to see her small orifice suddenly stretch wide and engulf the dildo, my pushing forcing the entire shaft into her bum in one single movement.

Cushla’s head flew back as she cried out but I wasn’t stopping now. She’d asked for it and now she was going to get it. As her long black hair flicked back I grabbed it in bunch and pulled her head back as I began to ram ‘my cock’ into her tight arse. Cushla gritted her teeth hard and her big eyes crunched shut, I knew she wanted me to stop but her stubbornness wouldn’t let her ask. She couldn’t let herself be beaten. Instead she held on, taking the huge toy up her virgin arse like a pro.

“Just breath around it.” I said to her “Let yourself go.” And she did.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, aarrgghhhhhhhhhhh!” she screamed, her cries finally admitting to us that she was struggling.

“Relax Cush, just go with it.” I said, pulling her head back again and continuing to bang her behind. Her breaths become short and shallow followed by long whines as she endeavored to cope with the sensation of having her arse empaled for the first time.

I was feeling so empowered in my new role as the dominant partner that I forgot all concern for my new pupil, tearing into Cushla’s rectum with my fake cock. Then suddenly I felt something pushing at my own backdoor. Sienna was behind me, trying to work something into my tush. I relaxed my arse and felt the intruder slide into me. The thing felt slightly ribbed and was big, big enough to remind me to take it a little easier on Cush. It took me a few seconds to find a rhythm that aloud me to push ‘my cock’ into Cushla as the whatever it was that Sienna was forcing into my arse was on the out stroke. I soon had it down and found myself enveloped in yet another new feeling, the combination of taking it up the arse at the same time as forcing ‘myself’ into someone else was almost like watching myself being fucked.

I noticed now that Cushla’s desperate panting had cooled down a little and she now seemed to be taking to anal in quite a big way, pushing herself back hard against me and grunting in response to each thrust. Then the dirty talk started. Hearing such filth coming from her mouth as I deflowered her was such a turn on and in conjunction with coping it myself I began to feel my orgasm swelling up within me.

“Fuck me you bitch, fuck me harder,” Cushla bellowed in between her deep breathing “Oh god! Ram that rubber dick up my fucking shit hole!”

I couldn’t believe her dirty mouth, this was a girl that only an hour ago was disgusted at the very thought of taking anything up her precious exit let alone from another girl, but her words were definitely having an infectious effect on me as I found myself screaming out.

“Oh fuck Sienna, give it to me harder, I can take it, just fuck my arse you slut!” I screamed out over the top of Cushla’s cussing.

Whether Sienna was turned on too or insulted by my comments I couldn’t tell, she only responded by pushing whatever it was she was using deeper and faster into my eager arsehole.

It sent me over the edge. I suddenly felt myself drift off into the back of my mind then BANG, my orgasm exploded through me. I started fucking Cushla with wild abandon as I came harder than I can remember cumming in a long time, sandwiched between these two beautiful, newly initiated butt sluts, their soft skin rubbing against mine as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me. I collapsed on my side, pulling ‘my cock’ from Cushla’s dilated ring and feeling my own arse empty as Sienna pulled the thing out of my bum.

I turned over to see what it was.

“Corn on the cob anyone?” Sienna asked cheekily, holding up the yellow vegetable. Before I could respond Cushla was already on it.

“Yes please, now!” she said, spreading her cheeks and pointing her bottom into the air again and displaying her newly christened arsehole to the world.

‘Fuck,’ I thought to myself, smiling, ‘I think I’ve created a monster.’

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“Would you like to meet some of our friends?,” John asked as we watched each other shower again in our story, BIG JOHN and HIS PENTHOUSE PET.

“Tempting, very tempting,” I replied a little later as June scrolled through some pics of their friends on a large computer screen. “Incredibly tempting,” I whispered as a pic of June with a naked woman came up.

“That’s April, one of my Penthouse Pet girlfriends, impressive isn’t she,” June told me with a hand on my naked ass.

“Even more tempting, June wants me to meet her with one of her Penthouse Pet girlfriends, April.” I told my man Roger on the way home in the limo. “Lesbian sex with two Penthouse Pets, would you mind? So exciting for my ego and my libido. I will tell you all about it sexy detail, I promise.”

“When Sarah,” he asked his tacit approval obvious.

“I promised you I would tell you all about my meeting with June and April in sexy detail,” I told my man Roger two weeks later after my meeting with them.

He was sitting on a stool in our bathroom, looking at my naked body as I had a bath, just hours after I had enjoyed wonderful lesbian sex with June and April, two former Penthouse Pets.

“Do you really want to know? In detail?,” I teased. Then get naked for me while I tell you. I want to see if I can turn you on and give you an erection while I share my afternoon with you. Are you ready?

“When I arrived at April’s condo the one thing I wanted, and my ego wanted, more than anything at that moment was a tongue fuck from a Penthouse Pet, perhaps two Penthouse Pets, something I could boast to my girlfriends about, some one upmanship. I had gone to great trouble to look good for them. The night before I had you trim my pubes into the sexy black triangle you prefer.

“I was determined to make an impression as soon as I arrived, Deep down I was fantasizing about you watching me have lesbian sex with two Penthouse Pets, something I felt sure you would enjoy. I wore killer heels, the ones with sexy straps and the black, backless cocktail dress you like. It was just long enough to cover the tops of my stockings fastened to my garter belt, the classic seduction look. Nothing else, no knickers, no bra, less was more at that moment.

“Oh wow, you are hot, June speaks highly of you,” April told me as we tongue kissed by way of greeting, her hand on my bare back.

“Would you like to see the layout I did for Penthouse?,” April asked me. “Some of those shots were too risqué even for Penthouse,” she told me as I admired her naked body in sexy poses, some with naked men. As well as the man taking the pics there is always a small team involved, males and females, lighting, make up, props, all of them looking at my naked body.

“A wonderful feeling when your naked body is the center of attention for males and females watching at the same time. And the thought of millions of readers looking at your pics for years to come as sexual stimulation is an extra buzz. Would you like to see June’s layout? These pics are of June and me, we were much younger then. Her tits are even better now. We had some very erotic sexual experiences in those days, lesbian sex with other Penthouse Pets watching, as well as four-ways with men and women.

“Just you April and me today Sarah, no men, we have unfinished business,” June told me while we tongue kissed as April watched on. “In case you were wondering Sarah, yes April has had my man John, just as you have while I watched.”

“June was almost naked, heels, a gold chain around her waist and a cup-less black bra, the nipples on her large tits already erect. I couldn’t help paying special attention to the way her jet black pubes had been trimmed over her bald cunt lips, a long thin, mohawk style. I like it and I could see April did also.

“I hope you left your inhibitions at home Sarah, you can say and do as you like here, only June and I will ever know, and we never tell,” April told me as she shrugged off her black diaphanous negligee. “My Penthouse Pet body is not what it once was, though not bad for thirty something she smiled as I admired her naked body. Just the type of ripe body I had expected and wanted. Wonderful long legs, very good hips and ass, though not as good as mine, I mused immodestly. And good large tits, 36C she told me later, with nipples to match. You know I like a lover with large tits.

“June told me her man John was impressed with your ass Sarah, he couldn’t get enough of it. And I can understand why,” April told me as she lifted my dress while June was tongue kissing me. “You wear that garter belt beautifully Sarah, a perfect match for your magnificent, big ass. And I love the way you trim your cunt lips, a beautiful black triangle, highlighted by your garter belt.

“Now relax while June and I give you sapphic pleasure, lesbian sex,” April told me as she removed my dress. “Leave your heels, stockings and garter belt on, they are a turn on for us. Stand with your back to the wall facing the wall mirror, now put one foot on that stool. That is hot, wonderful thighs, you are wide open for us. You are a very fuckable woman Sarah, for both sexes.

“Now you can watch and enjoy us tongue fucking you, me first,” April told me with June standing alongside me, teasing my nipples with a fingertip as she tongue kissed me.

“Cunnilingus has to be in the upper echelon of sex acts for me, being eaten out by a man or a woman. Such an intimate act, one of the most intimate things you can do. You know I love receiving cunnilingus, simply because it feels awesome. That day with two former Penthouse Pets giving me cunnilingus it was more than awesome – and magical. April was obviously very experienced and incredibly good.

“So good,” I whispered as I had one leg over over April’s shoulder while June was watching while licking and sucking my nipples.She quickly had me close to my first orgasm. She wasn’t depending solely on her tongue as she brought her lips into the mix. I learnt long ago the tongue isn’t the only part of the mouth that is capable of generating sexual pleasure. Lips can lend an exceptionally pleasurable experience to oral sex. April was creating entirely new sensations for me with her lips, using them to kiss and caress my vulva to ascertain which of her techniques was the most exciting for me.

“You really are very talented,” I whispered as she alternated using the tip of her tongue, then flat tongue, then her lips as she explored my vulva, all three techniques feeling a little different and providing subtly different sensations.

“After circling my vulva with her tongue, she did the the same with her fingers, using using light, moderate, then deep pressure, exploring my preferences. Instead of steady tongue pressure on my clitoris or swirling moves around it, she was using the tip of her tongue to tease me, just the underside of my clitoral shaft with light, little licks around every 10 to 15 seconds. A sure way get me to orgasm, again.

“I was so enjoying the sexual pleasure April was giving me, I hardly heard June’s phone ring. “It’s John, he wants to know if you are with April and I Sarah,” she told me as she switched the phone to speaker.

“Is April seducing Sarah like you planned?,” I could hear him ask

“Yes, she is tongue fucking her at this very moment.”

“Can I speak to Sarah?”

“Hi Sarah, are you enjoying April and June?”

“Yes I am, April is tongue fucking me right at this moment, she is very talented,” I whispered, an extra buzz speaking to a man while his Penthouse lady and her Penthouse friend were giving me exquisite lesbian pleasure.

“Your magnificent, big ass alone would have made you a wonderful Penthouse Pet,” April told me while I was laying face down on the day bed while she watched June smear oil over my body, my back, then my thighs. She was watching in the ceiling mirror as I had my arms wrapped around her thighs, tongue fucking her.

I wasn’t sure which part of me wanted to tongue fuck her the most, my libido or my ego, though long after I have satiated my libido, my ego will remember and enjoy the thought of sexually pleasuring a former Penthouse Pet, a few years younger than me.

“I was trying to replicate some of the pleasure April had given me with her tongue while she watched in the ceiling mirror as June was smearing oil over my inner thighs. Then over my ass cheeks, as I recalled her words, “Your magnificent, big ass alone would have made you a wonderful Penthouse Pet, Sarah.”

“My libido and my ego were in overdrive when April starting whispering, so good, fuck my cunt, fuck my cunt, fuckamycunt, fuckamycunt, while June was teasing my ass with her oily fingertips.

“I promised you I would tell you all about my meeting with June and April in sexy detail,” I reminded my man Roger, still sitting on the stool in our bathroom, looking at my naked body while in the bath, though by now with an erection pointing toward me.

“Do you want me to continue? Yes?

“I was so pleased with myself, bringing Penthouse Pet April to a long noisy orgasm with my tongue and a fingertip while June was watching and tongue kissing her.

“Do you want me to go on Roger? Yes? April and June had me on my back on the day bed, a pillow under my ass, my legs spread hanging over the edge of the bed. June was sitting on my face so I could lick her cunt lips while she watched April slide a vibrator into me. Then a much larger one, I had never seen one anything like it. It felt incredible. Then April removed it and inserted her middle finger into me. That woman knew how to please. She curled her finger into my g-spot, she was so good.

“I was moaning involuntarily, gunna squirt, gunna squirt, I couldn’t hold back. Not yet, not yet Sarah April teased as she removed her finger, I want to edge you some more. Edge you some more she teased as she reinserted her finger into me. Edge you some more she whispered as she teased my g-spot with her fingertip.

“I couldn’t hold back any longer as I almost screamed, gunna squirt, gunna squirt, gunna squirt, gunna squirt. Awesome Sarah, just awesome April and June told me as they watched.

“Was I naughty Roger? Did I breach our rules? I think you enjoyed listening to my little story. Do you still love me? I asked him with a hand on his erection. Would a hand job right now make you happy? Yes? And perhaps a golden shower tomorrow?”

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Hey guys, Joyce here! So this story is about an encounter I had with my friend Jennifer. It takes place about a week after my hot threesome!

It’s Saturday! I thought to myself as I awoke to the sun shining into my window through slightly cracked blinds. Saturday is the day I always spend with my best friend Jennifer. We have been friends for years and stayed friends through my teenage pregnancy as well as two subsequent divorces.

Through all that Jennifer has stayed a true and steady friend. So even though we met in school and could easily have drifted apart, we just stayed close. I always think of her when I see a funny meme, or I get a random fact stuck in my head.

At thirty four my circle of friends has significantly shrunk. Especially after my divorces. My ex apparently bad mouthed me all over town and my so called friends look down their noses at me now when I see them.

Anyhow, It’s Saturday and I get up and do my morning grooming routine. Then I dress and hop into my car. I make decent money as a software engineer. It allows me to work from home and make a decent living. So my car is a fully restored 1967 Ford Mustang fastback. I had it painted fire engine red and made sure I got a model with the 390 cubic inch engine.

At three hundred twenty horsepower, my little darlin purrs like a very angry kitten. Anyways, I shifted gears and backed out of my driveway. I took the long way to Jennifers house and rolled down my window. It was brisk and the trees were turning beautiful gold and red. I live in a city called Middleton in the northern half of the continental United States.

My hair whipped around in the wind as I drove, tickling my neck. I usually put it in a ponytail but today was my most casual day. I was wearing jean shorts, the ones with spandex in them. What? They are so much easier to put on. My ass is bigger than it used to be and I need all the tricks at my disposal.

I pulled into Jennifers driveway a little after 8 AM and walked to the patio door on the side of her house. It doesn’t lock and I just slipped right in. I could hear her in the kitchen, clanking and banging pans together. So I snuck around the corner and jumped out at her. “Boo, got you!” I said after I landed with my hands in the air and my feet spread ridiculously.

Jennifer jumped a foot in the air, a frightened look on her face. When she landed she spun toward me and started cursing. “What the fuck, Joyce. Are you trying to give me a heart attack? If you ever fucking do that again I swear I will… why are you laughing so hard? This isn’t funny!” I was nearly bent double I was laughing so hard. I tried fruitlessly to catch my breath, her red face and pissed look making me laugh so much harder, “Ha huff wait a sec, whoo wee that was funny!”

I took another deep breath and looked at her. She wasn’t so red anymore and she had a little grin of her own gracing her lips. “You nearly made me shit my pants Joyce, I hate it when you do that! I swear I’ll get that patio door fixed one of the days!” I giggled and walked over to her and gave her a big warm hug. Now Jennifer might seem small but its deceptive. Her manner and body language cover a feisty personality. She is about six inches shorter than me but in way better shape.

I always wish I had the drive to work out as much as she does but I guess most people wish the same, especially when friends with someone like Jennifer. Her body has been many guys wet dream I’m sure. “So what are you making?” I asked her. She blinked up at me for a moment then stepped back from our embrace and walked to the stove.

“Well I was making an omelet before you scared me into next week.” She said as she resumed poking at her omelet with a spatula. I sat at the counter after pouring myself a cup of coffee. I know where all her cups are and everything else in her house of course. I’ve been here a million times after all.

I sipped my coffee and she finished her omelet and sat across from me. “So what have you been up to the last few weeks?” She asked me very innocently. Her fake coy act cracked me up a little. I grinned at her and she winked. “Yes, I have an update on the whole threesome idea you gave me.” I then proceeded to tell her what my experience had been like.

She listened avidly. Her eyes stayed focused on me, barely blinking and I must say, it was intense. Jennifer’s eyes are a light green and she can burn a hole with those eyes it seems like sometimes. I stumbled a few times while telling my story, not used to her intense scrutiny. When I finished she blinked and leaned back into her chair.

She inhaled and dropped down out of her chair. “Let’s go into the living room, I want to be comfortable.” Then she strode into the living room with a determined stride. I stared at her back as she walked away. I wasn’t used to these sort of commands from her. She was usually a little more suggestive instead of demanding. I guess she is feeling herself this morning or something.

I moved into the living room and joined Jennifer on the couch. She gave me a serious look and said “I knew you would like fucking two guys at once. You know how I know that Joyce?” I shook my head, unable to see where she was headed in this conversation. “It’s because you, sweetheart, are a whore. I always suspected but this confirms it. You’re a whore and and a slut. You like two guys at the same time and I bet that now you will never be able to just fuck a guy without thinking about that threesome.”

I just stared into her eyes. I was completely floored by her words. I wasn’t a damn whore! Was I? She smiled at me. Her smile was all teeth and it wasn’t a particularly nice smile. “Here I’ll prove it” Jennifer reached out and grabbed my face with both hands. She then jerked me forward roughly and kissed me, hard.

I was shocked and a little scared. I didn’t react at first, unable to process what was happening. The she nipped my lip with her teeth and things low in my belly responded. I leaned into the kiss and she snaked her tongue into my mouth, flicking it over my teeth as she did so.

I tentatively stroked my own tongue over hers. Jennifer slid one of her hands from my face and grabbed one of my breasts. I gasped when she pinched my nipple. She broke the kiss and grinned at me. “ I told you that you were a whore Joyce. Look, all I did was kiss you and you got all hot and bothered.” I blushed and she cackled. I started to lean back but she grabbed my neck and kissed me again.

Her kisses were urgent and nearly bruising. I got lost in the way she tasted, her tongue flicked over mine and she teased my bottom lip with her teeth. I don’t know how long we kissed. Minutes, Hours? Who knows? All I know is eventually I was breathing hard and aching with each kiss. Jennifers hands had long since started roaming over me, cupping a breast, stroking my face, caressing my back.

Now I felt her hand lay flat against my belly and slide down. I felt her fingers at my waistband, then as she dipped into my shorts, beneath my panties. I gasped as she cupped me, her fingers exploring the center of me. I was wet and very, very, horny. Jennifer sighed as she felt how wet I was. “I knew you were a little slut. I’ve know for a while but this confirms it for me. Your pussy is soaking wet. You like me taking charge don’t you Joyce?”

I nodded wordlessly. She kissed me again then again, her fingers stroking my pussy. It felt so damn good. I was willing to bet that she had fingered a woman before. She was a couple knuckles deep and putting pressure on my g spot. I moaned, loudly. She pressed closer and slipped her fingers even deeper into my core.

I squirmed and she grabbed my neck and tilted my head down so our eyes locked. “Joyce? I want you to cum for me. I want you to come on my fingers baby!” Her intense green eyes locked onto my gaze, combined with her fingers in my cunt, threw me over the edge into orgasm. I shook in her grasp, my pussy clamping down hard around her fingers. I let out a gasp and then moaned really loud. She just continued to finger me, her hand never slowed at all, even with me squirming.

As my orgasm subsided she withdrew her hand and pushed me back onto the couch. She then lifted my hips and removed my shorts and panties at the same time. Grasping my ankles, she looked down at my body beneath her. “I wanted to do this for a while now you know. I am glad you finally figured out what a whore you are.”

She spread my legs and slid down so her face was inches from my pussy. She looked me in the eyes and then put her whole mouth over top of my wet cunt. I jerked a little as her tongue went to work on my clit. She flicked my clit and then thrust her tongue deep into me. I was dripping already but her saliva just made me even wetter.

She made me cum again a minute later, after slipping two fingers into my dripping beaver. I arched my back and my thighs were shaking. She gripped me hard with one hand while the other slid in and out of my pussy relentlessly. I convulsed, my vagina was sensitive after multiple orgasms, all that blood close to the surface of my genitals making it super hard to ignore how hard she was fucking me post orgasm.

She chuckled and reached her other hand that wasn’t fucking me up to my throat. She placed her hand around my neck and as she fingered my wet hole with one hand she started choking me with the other. Her fingers dug into the skin of my throat as her other hand hand steadily slipped in and out of me. I couldn’t breath, I was choking but I was also about to cum again. My body couldn’t decide if it wanted to orgasm or breathe and I locked up, my hand gripping the couch hard as my whole body went taught. Jennifer slid another finger into my cunt as she choked me.

My vision was darkening as my lack of oxygen nearly rendered me unconscious. Her third finger slipping into me and her increased pace along with the lack of oxygen was overwhelming. She released my throat suddenly and I took a deep shuddering breath and my body tried to catch up all at once.

I screamed at the ceiling as I came harder than I ever had before. My breaths came in ragged gasps as her fingers never stopped fucking my pussy. I was clenching my knees around her hand as I bucked in her grasp. She forced my legs apart and moved up my body after removing her fingers from my core. She kissed her way up my body, finally landing on my lips.

I gripped her desperately, returning her kiss with a greedy need I hadn’t felt before. She had just made me fell so damn good. I wanted to return that, to make her feel what I just felt. But if you haven’t realized yet, I wasn’t in control here, Jennifer was. She nipped my lower lip and sighed into my ear, her whole body on top of me pressing me into the couch.

“I like when you scream as I make you cum. Your a good little slut aren’t you Joyce? Tell me that your a good little slut.” I was desperate to feel good again, so I nodded. “I am a good little slut.” She smiled and kissed me again. Then she flipped me onto my hands and knees. “I always wanted to fuck you and eat your ass Joyce. You have an amazingly sexy body and don’t even know.”

She slipped her fingers back into my dripping cunt. I felt her tongue on my asshole and gasped as she probed into me, parting my sphincter with ease and working her fingers deeper into me at the same time. I shuddered with pleasure as she continued to lick and finger fuck me. She was very skilled and I knew this wasn’t her first time with a woman.

Suddenly she spanked me, hard. It stung but that combined with the other stimuli I was feeling pushed me over the edge and I came again. I hadn’t cum this much during my threesome a week ago. She continued to spank me every few minutes causing pain to bloom after every slap. After each slap she would stroke her tongue over my butthole or probe into it and it distracted me from the pain.

I was on the edge again when suddenly Jennifer stood, dragging me up with her so my back was pressed into her front. She reached up, grabbing my throat again while her other hand fucked me roughly. “That’s right Joyce, you are gonna cum for me again you little slut. I want you to scream again baby. Scream for me!”

She gripped my neck so hard it hurt and my knees nearly gave out. She held me up by her grip on my neck and her fingers in my pussy. I could suddenly breath again as she released my neck and grabbed my breast hard. It was just enough to push me into another screaming orgasm. I collapsed onto the floor, my knees giving out completely as I came. I dragged Jennifer down with me, still clutching my breast and fingering me. I shuddered in her grasp and tears were sliding down my face. “Please, please Jennifer!” I begged semi coherently. She grabbed my head and tilted it, forcing her lips onto my mouth. She stole my breath right out of my mouth, causing my heart to flutter.

She released the kiss and I inhaled gratefully. She stood, her fingers dripping from my pussy. She looked down at me and smiled. “From now on, you’re my little slut, you hear me Joyce. Mine, if you want to fuck somebody else, you ask me first. Do you understand?” I nodded and her face hardened. “Answer me bitch.” I coughed and clutched my throat. “ I understand.” She relaxed and crouched next to me. “We are going to have some good times baby, I promise. Now come here, you need a shower.”

She helped me up and walked me into her bedroom. She helped me shower then put me in her bed. I collapsed, exhausted and fell into a deep sleep, not caring about how harsh she had been. I knew that when it counted, she would make me feel good and really that’s all I cared about.

Alright then, thanks for reading my story guys! I know its a long one so thanks for reading. More to come!

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Loneliness can make you into a monster.

A busty, older sister needs her dominating brother to come to her rescue!

Incestuous Flesh Massage

(An Incestuous Harem Story)

Chapter Four: Brother’s Incestuous Rescue

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this!

The protesters were outside The Lady’s Touch Massage Parlor, holding their signs, accusing us of being a lesbian bordello. My arms were crossed as I glared out the glass door at them marching by, a group of mostly women led by Mrs. Armstrong.

That fucking hypocrite. She loved everything her daughter and I had done to her. The married, Christian woman was lying about who she truly was. That she wasn’t a dyke. Or at least bi. She came here yesterday for another massage appointment. She chose the blindfold massage. When I walked in, I found her already stripped naked and eager for it. When I suggested getting another masseuse, not telling her it would be her own daughter, she leaped at it.

She had no idea that Stefani, her daughter, and I worked here. She had used Carmelita the last few times. I thought it would be a great surprise. Stefani and I ate Mrs. Armstrong’s pussy and fucked her with strap-on dildos and vibrators. She devoured our cunts and reveled in the lesbian passion. When we pulled off the blindfold, she freaked out when she discovered her daughter had eaten her out.

She said such horrible things to her daughter, accusing us of seducing her into sin like she wasn’t there to have sex with her female masseuses. Now she was leading her church in protesting us. My hands clenched.

Our clients were canceling now. We were a new business. We didn’t need this. They were smearing our reputation. We couldn’t afford to take this heat. I wanted to go out there and claw out that bitch’s eyes. I spotted her, her dark-red hair swaying about her shoulders as she held her sign, shaking it with the words: “Lesbian Predators. Happy Endings Massages are Illegal.”

“Fucking puta bitch,” muttered Carmelita. She was wearing a pastel, silk robe like the rest of us, hers short and hugging her shapely body. Her golden-brown skin contrasted with the pink. Her dark hair fell around her face. She wore a collar around her neck with the words: “Mistress’s Cunt.”

Her Mistress, and younger sister, Juana stood nearby. She flexed her fingers, staring with a blank face at the window, her lower lip trembling. She looked paler than usual. The Lady’s Touch was her baby. She had come up with it, a place where we could massage women and, if they were willing, to have sex with them.

Not prostitution. They weren’t paying for the sex, but for us to massage them. That was it. Everything else was just consenting individuals enjoying each other. The escort loophole.

“Lesbian Whores go to Hell!” another sign read.

My nostrils flared.

“I can’t believe this,” muttered Stefani. She stood by me, her fiery hair sweeping about her head. Her breasts rose and fell. “My mother is a fucking pile of dog shit! She ate me out. She devoured my pussy and enjoyed it. I felt that tongue of hers fluttering through me to the root.”

“I know!” I hissed. My large breasts swelled my robe as I drew in a deep breath.

The phone rang. Lee, my half-sister, grabbed it. “Lady’s Touch Massage Parlor. How can I help you?” She paused. Her elfin face fell. She sighed, nodding. “I understand. Yes, yes, we hope this goes away soon. Okay. Bye.”

“Another cancel?” Juana asked.

“Another cancel,” Lee said, setting the phone down. She was our receptionist. I borrowed her from my younger brother. She settled down on her chair behind her desk. She leaned back, staring at the ceiling. “Stefani, your mother needs a spanking.”

“She needs a good fucking,” Stefani muttered. “Not that I would ever touch that cunt again.”

“Fucking puta!” snarled Carmelita. “Mistress, let me go out there and tell all those protesters just how she ate my cunt. The last time I massaged her, the moment I walked in she asked me to sit on her face. She begged for it. She didn’t care about the massage, she just wanted to eat my snatch.”

“They won’t believe you,” I said. “She’ll just claim that we’re lying to smear her and her fucking zombie church members will believe her.”

“And there’s my dad,” Stefani said, shaking her head. A man stepped up, older, tall, his hair dark. Mr. Armstrong had his own sign. He joined his wife. She gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. “He’ll never believe that my mother’s a lesbian whore. I barely believe it.”

“Fuck,” I muttered. “This is all my fault.”

“No, it’s not,” Juana said, glancing at me. “I don’t see you out there protesting us.”

“I gave that puta lesbiana bliss,” Carmelita growled. “That woman loves pussy, Sister-Mistress. I want to hold her down so you can whip her ass.”

Juana smiled.

“Well, damn, this is a mess, isn’t it?” a new voice said.

I turned around to see my brother, Clint, stepping out of the hallway, Melody at his side. I blinked at the sight of him then realized he must have come in the back door, responding to my text. He was dressed in a pair of jeans and a tucked in t-shirt, fresh from college. Melody was dressed more conservative than usual. My blonde half-sister, and one of Clint’s girlfriends, wasn’t wearing her skinny jeans that clung to her hips or a skirt so short she could “accidentally” flash her pussy. She was an exhibitionist, so the conservative dress she wore, something perfect for church, was a shock. It was white with flowers, falling past her knees. She had a little, knit sweater over it, left unbuttoned. The purple added a splash of color.

“Yeah, it’s fucked up,” I said, my heart beating faster. Clint looked strong and confident. He had black hair swept back and a chiseled chin. He was strong, his t-shirt tight about his muscular torso.

“So we’re going to do something about it,” Clint said, a smile growing. “Take care of this problem.”

Melody nodded. She held up the sign she was holding low. It read: “Massages not Prostitutes! Lesbian Whores Go Away!”

I blinked at that. “You’re going to start protesting against us?”

Melody gave me a big grin. “It’s all Clint’s idea.”

“She’s going to be our inside woman,” Clint said. “We’re going to crack this and find a way to turn Stefani’s mother.”

“Awesome,” Lee said.

Melody gave Clint a hot kiss. Our half-sister thrust her tongue into his mouth as she shuddered against him. She was the mother of one of his children. His queen. She and Pam were the two of us sisters he loved the most, followed by our little sister Alicia. Melody broke the kiss and then sauntered back down the hallway, her heels giving her conservative skirt a delicious sway.

She couldn’t help herself.

“We are going to take care of Mrs. Armstrong,” Clint said, glancing at me.

“Yes, we are, Master,” Lee said, bouncing on her chair.

I smiled at my brother. This relief swept through me. Just seeing him made me think this would all work out. The knot in my stomach relaxed just a bit. I hugged him, pressing my large tits into his chest, and kissed my brother. I thrust my tongue into his mouth. His hands grabbed my ass, kneading them, pulling me tight to him. I wiggled my hips, his fingers kneading me.

He was a great man. He reminded me so much of our deceased father. I felt safe in his arms. This naughty thrill ran through me. My hips wiggled from side to side. His hands dug into my rump. I felt his cock hardening against me.

Clint broke the kiss. His eyes stared into mine. “We’re going to fix this.”

I smiled at my younger brother. “Thank you.”

“Ooh, there’s Melody!” Lee squealed.

I turned around and glanced outside. Melody was slipping into the crowd, sidling up to Stefani’s mother. They spoke for a moment, and then her mom gave her a warm embrace. After they broke apart, Melody brandished her sign, shaking it with the rest, looking like she belonged.

I shook my head at how easily she was in there.

Clint stepped back from me. His face grew tight. He looked around the room slowly. A deliberate scan. His gaze swept over Carmelita kneeling before Juana, the younger sister petting her slave’s hair. He passed Lee who was know kneeling on her chair. She was an adult now, but still acted like a bratty girl. Her short, black hair swayed around her head.

My stomach tightened again as I waited for Clint to unveil his plan. How would he fix this? How could he fix this? Those women were accusing us of being prostitutes. How long before the police got into this? Before the media found out? We didn’t need this level of scrutiny on us. Then they would find out we were committing incest.

That was illegal.

Clint’s eyes froze as he glanced up at the corner of the room. His brow furrowed. “You have cameras?”

“Only in here,” I said. “For security.”

“We wouldn’t want our clients thinking we were recording what was going on in the massage rooms,” said Juana. The twenty-one-year-old had her head on straight. “We’re not idiots.”

“Lee, pull up all the footage of Mrs. Armstrong’s visits,” Clint said. “See if there’s anything we can use.”

Lee grinned, “On it, Master.”

Lee began clicking and typing on the computer. She had her tongue thrust through her lips. She had such a look of concentration. I’d never seen her like this before. It was almost like the expression she had when she was fighting off an orgasm, but there was no passion in her eyes. She was… actually putting effort into something that wasn’t fucking.

“Okay, I have her visits on the appointing calendar. So…” Lee smiled. “Ooh, so not yesterday, but three days ago when she had Carmelita massage her, they exchanged a kiss right here. Ooh, lot’s of tongue and ass groping. She has her hands beneath your robe, Carmelita.”

“That puta loves my ass,” muttered Carmelita.

A smile spread across his lips. He pulled out his phone and began texting on it. His dark eyes had this glint in him. I swallowed, shuddering. What would he use that footage for? Some sort of blackmail. That was a start, but would it be enough?

Lee’s phone beeped. She snatched it up and glanced at it. “Okay, Master, I’ll get everything on this list.”

“Text me when you’re there,” Clint said as Lee hopped off her seat, snagged her purse, and darted towards the hallway.

“I will,” the energetic girl shouted as she darted away, her hair swaying behind her.

“What is she buying?” I asked, a tremble racing through me.

Clint sat down on one of the waiting chairs, his cock bulging his jeans. “We have some time to kill. And everyone here looks like they need some stress relieved.”

“Yes,” Juana said. She turned her sister’s head, pulling her towards her crotch.

Carmelita didn’t hesitate to open her little sister’s robe and bury her face between Juana’s thighs. The Hispanic slut licked and lapped at Juana’s cunt. The younger girl threw back her head. She shuddered in delight, her robe parting open. Her small breasts came into view, her nipples puffy and hard.

I glanced at Stefani and arched an eyebrow. I knew I could use a distraction. This day sucked. I wanted to claw out Mrs. Armstrong’s eyes and fuck up her face. If I didn’t do something, I would march out there and get myself arrested.

Stefani licked her lips. She loved sharing my brother.

She grabbed my hand, squeezing it, then we knelt before Clint, my large breasts jiggling and bouncing beneath my robes. I stared up at my brother. He had a huge grin on his face, sitting like a king over us.

Our hands reached up his jeans. That rasping sound of our hands sliding over his jeans echoed through the room. It was a wicked sound that had me trembling. My pussy clenched as this wicked heat swept through my body.

Our hands reached his crotch, feeling his dick throbbing beneath him. He needed to be freed. Our hands unsnapped his jeans. The zipper rasped. Our hands tugged down his pants. He lifted his ass, smiling at us, eager for it.

His thighs were muscular. Hairy. I shuddered, touching him. My hands slid up my brother’s leg for his boxers. He was huge. Hard. Eager for this. I licked my lips as we drew out his cock. We grasped his big dick.

“Ooh, yes, yes, you nasty, pussy-licking cunt,” moaned Juana. “Get that tongue in there. Make me cum harder, slut. I want that tongue making me explode.”

Her passion made me shudder. Juices leaked down my thighs. I had nothing beneath my robes. My cream trickled down my legs. I shuddered as I swayed from side to side. My hands gripped my brother’s cock, Stefani’s joining me. We leaned forward, his cock throbbing and twitching.

Precum beaded out the tip. I licked my lips as we leaned in. My cheek rubbed against my girlfriend’s. Her silky skin felt warm against mine. Then our mouths pressed in this cock. We teased my brother, nibbling on the spongy crown.

“Damn,” Clint groaned. “We’re going to make everything right. Trust me.”

I shuddered in delight, whimpering. My tongue darted around the crown of his dick. We caressed him. His spongy crown felt amazing beneath our touch. He throbbed in our grasp. His precum spilled out as we pumped our hands up and down his dick. Our tongues lapped around his crown.

We brushed each other. Our lips caressing as our tongues touched each other. I shuddered each time our tongues slid around each other. My cheek rubbed against hers as we shared his cock. His salty precum. My hips wiggled from side to side, that heat dribbling out of me. This wonderful passion surged through me.

We sucked on him. We pumped our hands up and down his dick. We stroked him. Precum bubbled out of his dick. We worshiped his dick together. Loved him. Stefani’s lip slipped over his cock. Her cheeks sucked hard.

“Damn,” Clint groaned as my lover bobbed her mouth up and down his shaft.

“Mmm, love my brother,” I purred. “This is how your mother should have acted. Loving your mouth on her cunt. Thankful that we gave her pleasure.”

Stefani growled around my brother’s cock. She sucked hard. Her cheeks hollowed. His dick twitched in our hand. Then her mouth popped off, and she flashed an angry look up at my brother as I sucked his dick into my mouth.

“Hell fucking yeah, she should have!” Stefani hissed. “I ate that bitch’s cunt like there was no tomorrow. She gushed all over me and Yunie’s faces.”

Yunie was her nickname for me.

Her passion inspired me. I sucked hard on my brother’s cock. I bobbed my head, loving him. He groaned. A wicked shudder rippled through me as I blew my brother. His dick throbbed in my mouth. I sucked him. Loved him.

My tongue darted around his cock. I caressed him. Stroked him. He groaned as I pleased him. His hands clenched into the armchair rest. His eyes burned with his passion. I bobbed my head, sucking and loving him. His precum spilled into my mouth.

“That fucking cunt devoured me!” Stefani hissed. “I came so hard on her face, and she loved it.”

Clint grinned. “I love your passion, Stefani.”

I popped my mouth off my brother’s dick, moaning, “Yes!”

Stefani swallowed my brother’s cock. His face twisted with pleasure as she sucked. She bobbed her mouth, sucking with an angry fervor. I watched in awe, this incestuous thrill shooting through me as she bobbed her head. Her fiery hair danced about her shoulders. It caressed my face, a silky swipe that sent tingles racing through me. Her cheeks hollowed.

Then she popped her mouth off and I swallowed the tip. I tasted Stefani on my brother’s cock. It was incredible. A thrill. The naughtiest indirect kiss. I bobbed and sucked and worshiped him. I loved him. I sucked with all my might. My hand gripped his dick, bumping into Stefani’s.

“We’re going to make your mother understand who she is,” Clint growled as I loved him. “We’re going to make her see the light and take her in hand.”

“Yes!” Stefani moaned.

Clint grinned. “This is going to be wild.”

I popped my mouth off his dick, groaning, “If I was a mother, I would never treat our daughter like that!”

Stefani swallowed his cock, sucking on him.

“I would love her, Clint!” I hissed. “I would teach her such naughty things.”

“Yes, you would,” he said, grabbing my hair. He held my black locks in a tight fist. “Damn, Zoey, you would make an incredible mother.”

I shuddered while Stefani squealed. Her mouth popped off and I took over. I sucked him. Loved him. Then I let Stefani work her magic. We traded back and forth, the heat building and building between my thighs as we loved my brother.

Juana moaned in the background. She groaned as her sister feasted. Lesbian incest. A beautiful thing. Why couldn’t that bitch understand that? I sucked hard on my brother’s dick. This heat surged through me.

Then I popped my mouth off of his dick and passed it to my lover. She groaned and gasped as she worked her mouth up and down his shaft. Her saliva ran down his cock. I licked it up, tasting her on my brother’s cock. This heat built in me.

“Fuck,” growled Clint. “We’re going to fix your mother! Goddamn, Stefani.”

“Make him cum, Dandi,” I moaned, using my nickname for my lover. “Just make him explode.”

“Yes!” my brother groaned. “I’m almost there!”

Stefani popped her mouth off his dick. Our hands fisted him. Her hand caressed the spongy tip of his crown. It was incredible. His face twisted. We aimed his cock at us. I groaned, trembling, watching his slit beading with precum, the clear fluid spilling down his crown.

“Cum on our faces!” I moaned to my brother.

“Shower us!” whimpered Stefani.

“Zoey!” my brother growled. “Fucking Stefani!”

His cum erupted. Hot spurts of jizz exploded from his cock. It spilled over my face. His seed splashed across our features. A spurt landed on my tongue. That wonderful, salty treat soaked my tongue. I groaned, my hips wiggling from side to side. My tongue flashed across my lips, gathering up his jizz as more and more fired from his cock.

That wonderful spunk covered my face. That incestuous seed. Clint groaned through his pleasure. I loved it. He painted my face. It ran down my features. I groaned, my eyes fluttering. My breasts rose and fell in my chest. My pussy clenched. Juices dribbled down my thighs.

I groaned, my hips wiggling back and forth. My robes swayed around me. I licked my lips. That wonderful seed dribbled down my face. I groaned as my heart pounded in my chest. I leaned back, panting in delight.

Clint rose as the cum dribbled down me. He grabbed me by the hair, pulling me to my feet. I shuddered at the dominance. I let my brother do things to me. I submitted to him. I wasn’t his sex slave, more his sister with benefit. He was just a sexy guy. I just couldn’t help myself.

He was so powerful.

His cum ran hot down my features as he bent me over the receptionist desk. Stefani rushed around the other side, leaning over it, smiling. Her dimpled cheeks were smeared in my brother’s pearly jizz. She leaned over before me as Clint flipped up the short hem of my silk robe.

His cock smacked my rump.

I shuddered as Stefani kissed me hard on the lips. She thrust a tongue coated in jizz into my mouth. I kissed my lover and savored my brother’s seed on her tongue. My pussy clenched as Clint smacked my rump again. His precum flicked across my rump, feeling hot before cooling.

“Look at that ass,” Clint said. “Doesn’t she have a great ass?”

“Oh, yes,” groaned Juana. “I love her ass.” She let out a throaty moan. “Ooh, you want to make me cum again, puta?”

“I want to drown in your juices, Sister-Mistress,” purred Carmelita.

His cock slid across my rump. It smeared over my asshole. That hot coating of precum made me shudder. I shuddered at the feel of it. He nuzzled into my pussy. I whimpered into my lover’s kiss as he pressed into my cunt.

He slid into me. I shuddered. My pussy clenched around his cock. I groaned at that wonderful feel of my brother’s dick in me. He stretched out my cunt. My hips wiggled from side to side, stirring him around inside my twat.

“Fuck, Zoey,” Clint groaned, his hands sliding up my body, caressing me through my robes. “You are feeling tight today.”

“Tension does that,” moaned Juana. “Relax your sister. Give her a massage.”

“A hard cock massage?” Clint chuckled. “I can do that. I love giving my women cunt massages.”

He drew back his cock, my pussy clinging to his thick shaft. I broke the kiss and moaned, “Yes! I need this! I fucked up.”

“You did not fuck up!” hissed Stefani. “Yunie, you gave my mother an hour of bliss, and she repaid us by being a bitch. This is all on her! And we’re going to make her pay!”

She kissed me hard. I shuddered as her mouth planted on my mouth. Her tongue thrust past my lips. It was incredible. My tongue darted around hers. I caressed her. This delicious pleasure surged through me. His cum ran down our faces, meeting in our kiss as he slammed into me.

He fucked me hard. He plowed into me. He fucked me with prowess. That cock slammed into me. My pussy clenched around him as that big, thick dick massaged my twat. Pleasure rippled through me. I moaned into my lover’s kiss.

“We’re going to teach your mother a lesson, Stefani,” Clint growled. “I promise you.”

She squealed into my mouth.

“Goddamn, this is going to be fun,” Clint grunted. His hands ripped open my robe.

He grabbed my large tits. I shuddered as he massaged them. He kneaded my big breasts. This wicked heat surged through my body. His cock drove hard and deep into me. He buried into me again and again. That wonderful rapture shot through me.

My pussy clenched around him. I gripped him. I held onto his dick and let him massage me. Every one of my brother’s thrusts into my cunt built and built my orgasm. This aching pleasure surged through me. I moaned into my lover’s mouth. Cum dribbled down my face as I loved her. I caressed her tongue.

This was a treat. A delight as my brother’s cock plunged into me. His balls, heavy with his incestuous cum, smacked my clit. I loved it. He thrust into me hard. My snatch gripped him. This pleasure burned through me. My eyes squeezed shut.

“Goddamn, Zoey!” groaned Clint. “We’re going to teach her! She’s going to love it! You’ll see! She’ll be a slut in truth! A fucking dyke! She’ll lick both your cunts with a smile on her face!”

I broke the kiss and moaned, “Yes!”

I knew my brother could fix this. He was amazing and—

His phone rang. He grabbed it, fucking into me at the same time, and grinned, “Lee, you at the store?”

“Uh-huh, Master,” Lee moaned. “I’m heading to check out.”

“Good, switch to Facetime,” he growled and hung up. He set his phone on the desk before us. He opened up the app for the Bluetooth vibrator as he fucked into me, fingers tapping.

My eyes widened. Lee often had vibrating dildos or butt plugs shoved into one or both of her holes. My brother could turn them on and drive her wild whenever he wanted. He selected one, told it to go on an increasing vibration, and set it on a one-minute timer before it would start. Then his phone beeped.

He tapped the Facetime app notification.

Lee’s face appeared, framed in it. She had a naughty look on her face. “Ooh, Zoey, you’re dripping in cum. Taking care of Master.”

“Uh-huh,” I moaned to my half-sister as Clint fucked me. I stared down at it, watching her as Clint slammed into me. “You’re buying all the… the…” It was hard to think with that cock churning me. It was echoey where she was. It was clear she was in some sort of hardware store.

“Yep!” she said, a big grin on her face. “This will be so hot!”

“It will!” I moaned as Stefani licked up a line of cum off my cheek. Her tongue was hot.

Lee’s eyes widened. “Oh, Master… Ooh, you turned on my vibrator and… and… Oh, my.”

“I want you to cum, slut,” growled my brother. “Right there in the store. You’ve been a good girl. You deserve a reward.”

“Thank you, Master!” gasped my half-sister. “Oh, yes, yes!”

I grinned, watching a flush cross my half-sister’s face as our brother fucked my cunt. Lee’s hips wiggled back and forth. Her eyes grew glassy. She gripped her phone, moaning and groaning. She wasn’t fighting it.

My pussy grew hotter around my brother’s cock. This was hot. I licked my lips, watching the pleasure crossing Lee’s face. She beamed in delight. Her body trembled. She caressed her lips as her figure shook.

“Ooh, the vibrator’s buzzing faster, Master,” she moaned. “A few people are looking at me. Ooh, yes, yes, how high did you turn it up?”

“The max!” growled Clint, his thrusts growing faster. He slammed into me, his hands gripping my heavy breasts. “You’re going to feel it soon.”

“Ooh, I am feeling it!” she moaned. “It’s churning up my pussy.”

“Cum, you naughty slut!” I moaned. “Our brother’s cock is burying into me. He’s going to cum in me. Just flood me with all his seed.”

A hot thrill ran through me as I said that. My orgasms swelled faster. I wanted my brother’s cum in me. This yearning ache, more than just my desire to climax, built inside of me. My hips wiggled from side to side, stirring my pussy around my brother’s cock. I squeezed around him.

I humped back into him. Our flesh slapped together. I moaned, staring at the phone. Lee’s face twisted. She threw back her head, groaning like me. That vibrator must be buzzing at full speed in her cunt, driving her wild.

“Master!” she groaned. Her phone shook. “Oh, fuck, Master! I’m going to cum!”

“Me, too!” I moaned. “Sisters cum together!”

“Yes!” Lee groaned. “Oh, Zoey, yes, yes! I’m almost there! Master, Master! I’m almost there!”

“Cum, you naughty slut!” Clint growled as he buried into my cunt.

“Master!”

Lee’s shout was unmistakable. Her camera shook as I knew she was orgasming in the middle of the store. Her pussy must be convulsing around the vibrator buried in her twat. My snatch squeezed around our brother’s thrusting dick. Clint buried deep into my twat, his balls smacking my clit.

Pleasure burned through me. I quivered, my eyes widening. I flicked up to Stefani’s emerald depths. My lover grinned at me. She grabbed my hands and licked up more cum off my cheek. I whimpered as my orgasm swelled and swelled.

SMACK!

That wonderful sensation of his heavy balls striking my clit.

“Yes, yes, yes!” howled Lee.

SMACK!

My pussy tightened. My brother’s dick massaged my pussy’s inner depths I couldn’t take it. As Stefani’s cum-coated tongue reached my lips, I came. My pussy convulsed around my brother’s dick. He buried into me. I whimpered, my tongue dueling with my lover’s as Clint fucked me hard. He pounded me with such passion.

This heat swept through me. I shuddered. Stars burst across my vision. My hips wiggled back and forth. I squeezed around his cock. My tongue fluttered around in his mouth. It was this wonderful heat that burned through my body.

My flesh spasmed and convulsed. Clint grunted. Lee moaned.

“Master!” she howled. “I’m cumming again! This vibrator! Oh, fuck, it’s amazing!”

“Go and check out, slut!” he growled. “Check out with your pussy spasming!”

“Yes!” Lee howled.

Clint buried into my convulsing twat. His dick felt amazing into me. His hands squeezed my tits. I moaned into the jizz-flavored kiss with my lover as my brother’s cock erupted. His hot cum spurted hot and fast into me. This wonderful heat burned through my cunt. My eyes fluttered. My body trembled.

Molten, incestuous seed flooded my cunt.

I broke the kiss with Stefani to squeal, “Yes, yes, yes! Flood your big sister’s twat! Ooh, Clint, you’re such a stud!”

“You are!” groaned Juana. The lesbian knew. She fucked Clint sometimes, and he also enjoyed her sex slave whenever he felt like it. “Oh, fuck, Carmelita. Nurse that clit! You’re my pussy-munching slave!”

I loved it. My mind melted beneath the incestuous rapture. My pussy writhed and spasmed about my brother’s cock, milking out every drop. I shuddered. I kissed Stefani so hard. Our tongues dueled together as my cunt wrung my brother’s balls dry.

“Fuck,” he grunted. “Damn, Zoey, you were hot for it today.”

I whimpered, breaking the kiss. “I was. Ooh, yes, yes, you fired so much cum into me, Clint.”

I shuddered as he pulled out of me. This wicked surge shot through me, followed by a pang of regret. If only I wasn’t on birth control and…

I blinked at that thought. My head spun. I gripped the desk at the dizzying wave that shot through me. I squeezed my pussy tight, clamping it down to keep my brother’s jizz in me as I panted, my breasts swaying.

“Oh, my god,” Stefani moaned. “I fingered myself so hard while you fucked your sister, Clint. It’s so hot!”

Clint sank down into a chair, grinning at us. “Zoey, I need your phone.”

I blinked, my pussy relaxing. A trickle of his hot cum ran down my thigh. “My phone?”

“We need to move onto the next phase of the plan,” he said. “It’s going to be great. We’re going to teach Stefani’s mother her place, but we have to get her into position. We have to educate her.”

I shuddered, loving the masterful glint in his dark eyes. For a moment, it was like our father sat there. I trembled. I knew our father always wanted Clint to take charge of my sisters and me. He molded his son to do that, but Dad passed on before he could see it.

My eyes burned for a moment. I blinked them and then… My regret really swelled. I stared down at my stomach, my robe open. I rubbed myself, my large tits swaying. I imagined my stomach growing round and—

“Your phone, Zoey?” Clint said.

I blushed, shaking my head. “Sorry. Right. Where’s my purse?”

“Breakroom,” said Stefani. She was sinking down before my brother. She sucked his cock, soaked in my pussy juices, into her mouth.

I shuddered as Clint groaned. He ran a hand through her fiery hair. I hurried away, more of Clint’s cum running out of me. He pulled out his own phone, doing something on it as I vanished down the hallway.

I reached the break room and fished my phone out of my purse, nudging aside my birth control case. It held my monthly supply of the pill. I stared at it, biting my lip. I shoved that back deeper and grabbed my phone. I opened it and frowned…

My brother had sent me a video file. I hit play as I headed through and groaned. It was Mrs. Armstrong, her dark-red hair falling around her hair. She was being led into the reception area by a perky Carmelita.

“That was incredible,” Mrs. Armstrong groaned. “I can’t believe how much pussy juices gush out of you.”

“You made me squirt,” purred Carmelita. “Takes a rare woman eating my pussy to do that.”

“Mmm, it was just such a yummy snatch,” the married woman said, her wedding ring clear on the HD image. She cupped Carmelita’s face with that hand, leaning in and kissing the lesbian sex slave on the mouth.

They melted together, my lover’s mother grabbing Carmelita’s rump beneath her robe. I groaned, my pussy cum-filled pussy clenching as I watched the sight. The hunger. There was no denying she was a willing participant.

I shuddered and headed back inside as Clint was holding his phone in his hand, speaking into it. “Really? That’s her story?”

“Yeah,” Melody said, her voice tinny from the speakers. “She’s talking about how she thought a massage would be perfect, and thought women could be trusted. Then she got in there, and the horrible masseuses tried to molest her and rub her and propose doing more for extra money. Horrified, she ran out of there.” Melody made a retching sound. “Her husband was standing next to her, his arm around her shoulder, drinking it all in.”

“Yeah, my daddy’s a sap,” Stefani said, popping her mouth off Clint’s dick. “And my mother’s a fucking garbage heap! You can tell her I said that!”

Stefani sucked Clint’s cock back into her mouth with a hungry growl. She bobbed her head on it. Sucking, loving him. I shuddered as Clint said, “Just keep protesting, Melody. I want to hear how she reacts when she gets this text.”

I arched an eyebrow and handed my brother my phone. Then I looked over him as he paused. “What’s your mother’s cell phone number.”

Stefani popped her head off. “It’s 530-555-3953.”

Clint typed that in and then attached the video file to the text message and typed: “This is Zoey. I know you remember eating my delicious pussy. It would be a shame if your husband saw this.”

Clint hit send.

I shuddered, more of his cum leaking out of my pussy. I gripped the chair and then looked outside. One of the protest signs shifted. Clint held his phone in his hand, still connected to Melody. I could hear the protesters chanting through it.

“Ooh, her face just went white,” Melody reported. “What did you send her? This is hot. I have pussy juices running down my thighs. I just want to frig myself right here.”

“That would blow your cover,” Clint said.

My phone vibrated. I shuddered, eager to see the response from Mrs. Armstrong. “What do you want?”

A huge grin crossed my brother’s face. His fingers worked fast. He was skilled at texting one-handed. “Choose a hotel. We’ll meet there in two hours to discuss this, or this video goes out to the world. I’ll tag every single member of your church and your husband when I post this to social media. They’ll all see that you’re a naughty lesbian slut.”

I almost came when Clint hit send.

This wild surge shot through me. My pussy clenched. Molten cum dribbled out of me.

Melody chortled. “She’s leaving. She’s making some excuse to her husband. Ooh, what did you send her, Clint? It freaked her out. I’m so fucking wet!”

“You can come in,” Clint said, a big grin on his face. “Zoey’s going to have a hot date soon.”

I stared at my brother. “That video is incriminating for her. We’re going to twist her arm into recanting, aren’t we?”

“Oh, we’re going to do more than that,” Clint said, this wicked grin in his eye. “With what Lee is buying, we’re going to have quite the fun with her.”

Stefani moaned her delight, sucking so hard.

Clint grinned. “Mmm, you’re making a mess, Zoey. Why don’t you clean her up, Stefani.”

My lover popped her mouth off Clint’s dick. She shot her head up and grinned at me. Then she shifted over. I groaned as my lover grabbed my thighs. She gripped them as her head ducked between my legs.

“Oh, Yunie, we’re going to make my fucking terrible mother pay!” she squealed before she buried her head between my thighs.

I gasped as her tongue licked and lapped through my folds. This hot heat surged through me. She licked my brother’s cum out of my cunt. My eyes fluttered. I groaned, savoring the delight. My hips wiggled from side to side, grinding on her.

Her tongue darted through my folds. She caressed me. Loved me. I gasped, my heart pounding in my chest. Her hands gripped me. She thrust her tongue deep into my twat. She stirred it around inside of me, teasing me.

She licked out my brother’s cum as he moved behind her. I grinned at Clint. That naughty glint appeared in his eyes as he rammed to the hilt in Stefani’s cunt. My lover moaned into my snatch. She gripped my thighs, whimpering and shuddering as she feasted on the spunk in my twat.

I leaned back into the wall and savored this delight. My lover licked out all that incestuous seed. She feasted on me, teasing me. Her tongue brushed my labia and clit. She had such a wild look in her green eyes. My large breasts jiggled as I groaned.

Melody walked in from the back hallway already unbuttoning her conservative dress. “I felt like I was wearing a raincoat. I hate this dress!” She threw it off, baring her toned body, her round breasts jiggling. She rarely wore underwear. She cocked her hips, her hazel eyes bright. “Ooh, I see you’re having fun without me.”

Clint grinned as he thrust over and over into my girlfriend’s pussy. “You should have heard what I did to Lee.”

“She’s cumming at the checkout line,” I moaned, grinding on Stefani’s loving mouth.

Melody giggled. My half-sister ran a hand through her loose, blonde hair. She didn’t wear it braided any longer. Her tongue flicked over her lips, pussy juices dripping down her shaved flesh. Then she grabbed my breasts, leaned over, and sucked on my nipple.

I gasped at the naughty feel of my sister’s lip around my nub. She sucked with hunger, sending delight jolting down to my pussy. My twat clenched around Stefani’s probing tongue. My lover reached deep into me. She stirred around inside of me. It was this wonderful delight. I savored every moment of it. My head shook from side to side.

What a wonderful delight. My body trembled. The rush of heat washed through me. I wiggled my hips from side to side, grinding on her mouth. I groaned, my heart pounding in my chest as I savored this amazing delight burning through me.

It was an incredible treat. My eyes widened. I bit my lip, groaning my enjoyment as my girlfriend feast on me and my sister nursed. I stared at Clint. My brother fucked Stefani harder, faster. He rammed his cock into her crotch, her butt-cheeks rippling.

“Oh, my god, your brother’s cock!” Stefani moaned into my snatch. “He’s churning me up!”

“Just enjoy your pussy massage!” I moaned, the pleasure rushing through my body. My head tossed back and forth. This heat surged through me. I groaned, my heart pounding in my chest. I whimpered, licking my lips.

He plowed into Stefani harder, faster. That wonderful cock must be driving her wild. She moaned into my twat, her tongue flicking through me. She searched for any more of my brother’s cum, swirling around in my twat.

I gasped and shuddered. I stroked Melody’s blonde hair as she sucked and nursed on my nipple. Her lips hollowed over it. I groaned. This wave of heat surged through my body. My cunt clenched. My head shook from side to side.

I loved the heat. The passion. The delight coursing through my body. The heat churned me up. It was this incredible passion. My pussy clenched around her naughty tongue. She fluttered in up through me then flicked my clit.

Sucked on it.

“Dandi!” I moaned, shuddering on her. My hands flexed. “Oh, yes, Dandi. Right there. Oh, my god, just nurse right there!”

She sucked hard on my clit. She loved my bud just like Melody loved my nipple. Both their sucking sent such jolts of rapture shooting electricity through me. My eyes fluttered. I whimpered, my hips wiggling back and forth.

Clint grinned at me as he plowed into my lover. “You’re going to cum so hard.”

“Uh-huh,” I moaned.

“So am I!” Stefani whimpered.

“Fuck her, Clint!” I moaned, my hips undulating, grinding my hot snatch on my lover’s mouth. “I want her exploding. She needs a hard cum. She deserves it for having such a horrible mother!”

“We’re going to fix her cunt of a mother!” Clint growled. He thrust harder, fucking his cock over and over into my lover’s cunt.

“Yes!” I moaned, trembling.

My head leaned back. Melody suckled hard on my nipple, nursing from me. Naughty tingles raced through my body, ending at my pussy. My clit. Stefani nursed on that bud. My juices flowed. The heat billowed through me.

I came.

My pussy convulsed. Rapture rushed through me. I swayed, my boobs jiggling. My right nub throbbed in my sister’s mouth. My toes curled as the rapture rushed through my body. Stars burst across the room.

“Yes, yes, yes, bathe my face!” Stefani moaned. “And you, stud! Bathe my cunt! Fill me with cum!”

“Yes!” Clint growled.

He buried to the hilt in my lover’s cunt. I heard him growling, knowing he was flooding her pussy with his fertile seed. I shuddered, rubbing my stomach as I bucked through my orgasm. Stefani moaned into my snatch.

“Fucking, yes!” my lover groaned.

Melody popped her mouth off my nipple, her hazel eyes bright. “Ooh, we’re going to have so much fun with your mother, Stefani.”

“So much fun!” I howled, my mind melting from the rapture.

Then my phone chirped.

I had a text message.

Clint growled then ripped his cock out of my lover’s pussy. I trembled, my orgasm peaking in me. Stefani lapped at my cunt as my brother snagged up my phone, holding the purple case in his hand. His eyes lit up.

“Holiday Inn Express, downtown Sacramento, ask for Betty Jones at the front desk,” Clint read.

I smiled. “What do I do when I get there?”

My brother grinned at me. I knew it would be naughty. I couldn’t wait.

To be continued…

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The futa’s mother needs to find a way to control her daughter’s lusts. Can she become a mommy slut to do it?

Futa Daughter’s Naughty Temptation

Chapter Two: Mommy Tempts Her Futa-Daughter

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2020

Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this!

“This is very, very bad,” whimpered Grace the Futa-Angel. Her motherly face, lit by the golden halo floating above the crown of her head, twisted with concern. Her long, blonde hair spilled down her back and amid her white-feathered wings. “I’m going to be in so much trouble.”

Spice had been bad. Again.

Last time she had escaped, she started a century of witch hunts in Germany. The inquisition had been searching for girls with the “witch’s mark” on their bodies: their big, throbbing girl-dicks. So many innocent people were hurt.

Of course, the world had changed but, still, it was Grace’s job to keep the futa-demon in check. She still didn’t know how Spice did it. How she had so effortlessly left her prison behind. Grace had done everything to keep Spice’s attention. Five hundred years of blowjobs and anal and then sucking the dirty dick clean and starting it over.

They had sex in every way two futas could.

Her slender figure quivered, her small breasts jiggling. She would be in so much trouble if she couldn’t nip this in the bud. But Spice had already infected the first girl with lust. And a depraved form of it, too.

MILF lust. Mother lust. Incest.

“No, no, no,” wailed Grace. What was she to do to stop this?

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Sky Marlow

I slid my girl-dick out of Mom’s pussy. She gasped, shuddering. The wet glide my shaft made echoed around us. Then a plop and I was out of the very pussy that had birthed me. My new clit-dick bobbed before me.

“Oh, my fucking god, that was amazing,” I groaned, staring at my mother. She had cum drying on her face and on the front of her Sunday Dress. Reverend Matthews still droned on and on with his sermon, broadcasted through the speakers through the church’s ladies’ room.

“How?” groaned my uptight mother, her blonde hair swaying about her flushed face. “You have a… a… a penis.”

“Please, Mom, it’s a dick.” I grabbed my wet shaft. I was still hard. I still had cum up in my pussy.

“Your ovaries,” the naughty futa-demon who had given me this gift whispered in my mind. she was peering over my mother’s shoulder in the reflection of the mirror. A cute thing with red hair and black devil horns peeking out of the curls. She had a youthful face, adorable and cute like me.

I was nineteen, my body slender and petite. I was cute as fuck. Hot as fuck. Sexy as goddamn fuck. I loved sex. With boys. With girls. It didn’t matter. My mom could be such an uptight bitch who had given dad so little pussy he had left us.

I did not blame him.

I reveled in sex. I had come into the bathroom at church to masturbate to some hot porn my friend, Natalie, had sent me. Only the demon had appeared and fired her jizz through my phone’s screen. My cock grew. I jacked off. Mom caught me. After a facial, she was overcome with lust for my dick. Blew me. Then I fucked her.

God, it had been hot.

“How?”

“Does it matter?” I asked. “Mmm, you loved my great, big futa-dick fucking that frigid cunt. Mmm, how hard did you cum, Mommy dearest?”

“Sky!” she gasped. “really, you shouldn’t talk like that to me. I’m your mother.”

“My mommy-whore,” I said. “God, the way you sucked my dick… If you ever blew Dad like that, he never would have left us.”

She blushed and looked away.

“God, you’re so innocent. That was your first blowjob, wasn’t it?”

She nodded, her cheeks so red.

“You’re forty-fucking years old. That’s so sad. I’m nineteen. I’ve fucked more guys than you, licked more cunts than you, and cum more times than you.”

“Sky!” she groaned. “You… you… With girls?”

“It’s the twenty-first century. Most girls are down to eat the V. It’s just fun. I like dicks better. Or I did. MILFs are turning me on.”

“MILFs?”

“Yeah. You. Mrs. Matthews. Natalie’s mom. Mrs. Carson, Mrs. Juarez, Mrs. Greene, and fucking Mrs. Dancer.” I shuddered. “Mothers I’d Love to Fuck. MILFs.”

“They’re married!” gasped my mother.

“I know,” I groaned and fell to my knees. She still had her legs spread, her thick, blonde bush a tangled mess of cum, hiding her thick pussy lips. “God, Mom, you don’t even trim? You got 70’s bush going on down there.”

“W-what are you doing?” she asked as I leaned forward.

“Going to eat your pussy, Mommy?” I purred. “Nothing like a creampie. I want to taste my cum out of your cunt. God, I bet you’re not on birth control. I know sure as fuck you haven’t hit menopause yet. I wonder if we made a baby.”

“Oh, Lord,” Mom groaned. “Sky, this has to stop. You can’t.”

“I can.” I winked at her. “Try and stop me, Mommy.”

I nuzzled my face into her sticky bush. I licked up my cum from those wonderful strands. I savored the feel of them. They tasted so delicious. I licked again, trembling from the flavor of the thick spunk.

My girl-spunk.

God, this was hot. Mom trembled. She stared down past her boobs, still covered by that dress, to lock staring at me with quivering, blue eyes. I winked at her and then I nuzzled in deeper. I found the wet lips of her pussy.

I licked her.

“Oh, Sky,” she gasped, trembling.

“Mmm, like that?” I asked. She didn’t answer.

So I licked her again, sliding through her folds. My salty cum almost drowned out the tangy delight of her cunt. I loved that taste. It was delicious. Wonderful. We had nearly the same flavor of pussy. I thrust my tongue in deeper, fluttering around while she moaned.

“So, do you like that, Mommy?”

“D-don’t call me Mommy right now,” she moaned. “It makes this feel dirty.”

“I know, Mommy,” I cooed. “It’s so hot licking.” I licked. “Lapping.” I lapped. “And gathering my cum out of my sexy mommy’s cunt.” I gathered. A lot.

As she moaned, I scooped a great, big dollop of my jizz flavored by her tangy pussy. The delight melted through my mouth. I groaned and dug into the feast again. And again. Her golden curls rubbed on my cheeks. She tasted amazing mixed with my futa-cum.

Her moans and whimpers sang in my ears. I groaned, loving every second of devouring my mother’s creampie. I fluttered about her, savoring salty cum and tangy pussy. My tongue darted into her depths to scoop it out.

“Sky,” she groaned.

“Mmm, does Mommy love what I’m doing?” I cooed as girlishly as possible, my futa-dick and pussy clenching. Juices ran down my thighs and the bottom of my throbbing girl-dick.

“Yes,” she groaned, looking away.

“Mmm, it’s hotter when you stare into my eyes as I lick you clean of all that cum.” My tongue darted in her and scooped out more of my spunk. “You need to encourage your daughter to be a good girl and clean up her messes.”

“Oh, Lord, why do you make this so filthy?” she groaned, her blue eyes staring down at me.

“Because it’s hot.” I shivered. “This is incest, Mommy. Incest. It deserves to be as filthy and depraved as we can make it. Now, just enjoy it.”

I stared into her blue eyes as my tongue fluttered around in her cunt. I groaned, loving the taste of her. I thrust my tongue in and scooped out that creamy jizz. It melted across my tongue. A treat. A wonderful delight to enjoy.

Just perfect. Amazing.

Mommy groaned. Her pussy clenched around my tongue as I darted into her. I found more and more of my cum, but it was starting to run out. I had fired so much in her, but there were limits. The tangy flavor of her cunt grew stronger and stronger.

Which wasn’t bad at all.

I feasted on her twat. I licked up and down her cunt, my hands stroking her thighs. I caressed her pussy lips. Brushed her clit. She gasped and bucked. I groaned and swirled around that little bud. She shivered, her blue eyes locked on mine.

“Sky,” she whimpered.

“I know,” I purred, loving staring into her baby blues. “It’s okay to cum, Mommy. I want to make you cum. I’m your good girl now.”

I sucked on her clit as she groaned, “Lord help me. That’s amazing. Oh, yes, yes. That’s wonderful. Sky. I really, really am going to… to… To cum!”

I winked at her as I nursed on her clit.

I could feel her orgasm growing and growing as I nursed on her clit. Her boobs jiggled beneath her dress. She looked so sexy as she squirmed around. This was so hot. So enticing. Just what I needed. I groaned, my cunt clenching and futa-dick throbbing.

She gasped and threw her head back. Her juices gushed out. My mother’s tangy cream flooded my mouth. I moaned in delight as I drank down all her delicious, incestuous delights. The depraved thrill of this moment surged through me.

It was almost orgasmic. An amazing, wondrous, stupendous euphoria.

My eyes squeezed shut as I savored every second of drinking down her pussy cream. Her wordless passion echoed through the bathroom. Her ecstasy echoed in my ears as I gulped down all of her yummy juices.

“Oh, Lord,” she breathed.

“I know,” I purred. “You came like a whore, didn’t you, Mommy?”

“What?” she gasped.

“Like a lezzie whore cumming on her naughty daughter’s mouth.”

“No, no, that’s not me. I’m not a lezzie whore.”

I stood up naked and grinned at her. “Mommy, you are a whore for me and my big-dick. And my yummy pussy.”

“Oh, Lord, how did this happen?” she moaned to the ceiling. “Why did you give me such a wicked daughter?”

I grinned.

Then she gasped. “Reverend Matthews’s giving his closing prayer. No, no, no, we have to get our clothes straightened before anyone…” She stared down at the stains on her dress. “Get dressed, Sky, we have to go home right now. No one can know.”

Part of me wanted to defy her, but at home, alone, why, I could break her down. I could make her into my complete whore. I would have a chance to play with other MILFs. I had that study date over at Georgia’s house.

Her mother would be there. Fucking the reverend’s wife beneath his own roof made my cock throb.

“Sure, Mom, let me get dressed.”

I sauntered back to the bathroom, my mind boiling with such wicked thoughts.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Madeline Marlow

Lord, why did you send me this sinful temptation? I prayed furiously as I hustled my daughter out of the church’s bathroom.

My pussy could still remember the size of her big dick stretching me out. She dwarfed her father. I had hated lying beneath him and feeling his dick pumping away at me. I endured because that was what a wife did.

But I never would do all the foul and deviant things he wanted. Suck his dick? Anal? Let him go down on me? It was all filthy. Sex was for making babies. It should be done in the dark with the woman on her back and the man pumping away as fast as possible to get it over with swiftly. It was something to be endured.

But not with my daughter. She gave me pleasure. The mythical orgasm. Many of my friends claimed to have them. They talked about doing sinful things with their husbands, even the ones who went to my church.

I had sucked my daughter’s cock. I had swallowed her cum. She had fucked me, spilled her seed in my womb. The womb where she had grown for nine months. This was insane. I couldn’t believe that I had allowed this to happen.

Sky had turned out to be a female version of her father.

It had become more and more apparent over the last few years. As she became a teenager, her hormones had gone wild. She was going out with boys—and, apparently, with girls. I knew she was sexually active. I had seen the stains in her panties. I had confronted her, and she didn’t care. She liked sex.

I started to understand why.

This was such a sinful trap.

I sat behind the steering wheel of my sedan. Sky slid languorously into the passenger seat. She had a bulge in her skirt. “Really,” she said. “I can shrink it? Hot.”

Her bulge vanished. I swallowed. Maybe it wouldn’t come back. Then, a moment later, it did. She laughed in delight as her skirt had a massive tent from her erection. She glanced over at me and grinned, her lips stained with my pussy cream.

Oh, Lord, please deliver me from this temptation.

I knew what would happen at home. There was a reason Sky hadn’t objected to leaving the church. She wanted to get me home. Alone. Her eyes roved over my body. I would be naked. A whore. She pulled up her skirt and her cock popped out. That long, thick clit-dick.

“Mmm, Mommy, I love this dick,” she cooed.

She hadn’t called me mommy in nearly a decade. Now it felt so dirty. So filthy. She reveled in the incest. I swallowed and backed out of the space. I didn’t know what to do. I had been so strong about sexual sin, and now…

Now I felt uncorked. All the lust I had repressed for all my life now poured into my pussy. It wasn’t a vagina any longer. Oh, no, that was a pussy. A twat. A naughty cunt. It hungered for my daughter’s dick—for her seed!—once more.

“Ooh, I am going to fuck all the married MILFs at church, Mom,” she said.

My hands gripped the steering wheel. “You can’t, honey. They are married. They won’t even let you.”

“Oh, they will,” she said. “I just know they’ll be big sluts for my dick. Just like you were, Mom. Mmm, weren’t you just the biggest whore for my girl-dick.”

I swallowed.

“Yeah, you were. Such a big mommy whore. Just so ready to make me cum with that sucking mouth.”

Her words made me shiver.

“God, I’m going to fuck them all. Starting with Mrs. Matthews.”

My eyes bulged. “Sky!” I whimpered. “You can’t.”

“Oh, I can,” she purred.

I swallowed, my hips shifting. I had to stop this. I couldn’t let my daughter’s temptation ruin those women’s marriages and lead them into immoral sin. I… I was already in it. I had to use my body to keep my daughter from those other women.

Those other MILFs.

Lord, help me be the ultimate temptation to my daughter, I prayed. Help me protect others from her sinful cock. Please.

“You don’t need those women,” I said, trying to sound all husky.

“Well, well, what is this?” Sky asked, giving me a look with undisguised glee. “Is Mommy getting jealous that I’ll share my futa-dick with other MILFs?”

“Yes,” I groaned. I wasn’t jealous, but I could tell a little white lie to help others. “You don’t need them. You have your mommy. My pussy.”

“Your tits?”

“Yes, yes, you can play with my tits,” I moaned, my pussy clenching.

“Can I fuck your asshole, Mommy?” she asked, placing her left hand on my knee. She shoved her hand beneath my skirt.

“You can.” I swallowed, her touch sliding up my leg. “You can fuck me in any hole you want. I’m all yours, honey. All yours.”

“You’ll lick my pussy?”

I nodded and then flicked my tongue across my lips.

Her hand slid up to my panties. She cupped my pussy through the cloth. I gasped as she rubbed at me. I squirmed there, my heart pounding in my chest. The heat rushed through me as her finger slid up and down my hot cunt.

“You are wet,” she said. “So, you’ll be my whore?”

“Yes!”

“God, that is tempting,” she purred. Her finger slid into the waistband of my panties. I slowed to a stop. “Prove it.”

“How?” I moaned, her fingers stroking up and down my cuntlips.

She glanced at the intersection a few cars ahead of us. “We got a long light here. I want to see your tits out before it turns green.”

My eyes bulged. “What?”

“You said anything, Mommy?” she cooked, her fingers stroking my pussy.

I was such a whore-mother, but I had to do anything to keep her from being wicked. From temptation. I reached behind me and found my zipper. I twisted my hands up to grab it. My seatbelt pulled at me.

I unbuckled it.

It whisked up as she watched. Her finger kept stroking me, her eyes so hot. I caught the zipper and then tugged it down. It rasped. I shuddered, so shocked I was doing this in the middle of daylight. Anyone could see me. I licked my lips.

I shrugged out of my dress, pushing it down my arms. My cheeks burned while my daughter’s hot eyes stared at me. She caressed the spongy crown of her clit dick as I struggled to get my right elbow out of the sleeve. My boobs jiggled in my bra.

Her finger kept stroking my pussy while she licked her lips, hungry to see my tits. I shuddered, realizing just what I was doing. I was becoming my daughter’s whore. I trembled, this wild beat thudding through away in my chest.

“Mmm, bra, too,” she said. “Better hurry. I’m sure Mrs. Matthews will show me her tits once she’s had a taste of my big dick.”

“Oh, Lord,” I breathed. That was why I was doing it. Saving those marriages. Keeping those married women from sin.

I reached behind me and unhooked my bra. I twisted the clasp. It came free. I shuddered and then slid my straps off my shoulders and down my arms. I swallowed, feeling the fabric falling away from my breasts. My boobs settled, jiggling as they came free.

I threw my bra into the back seat, mortification blazing through my cheeks. Ahead, the light turned green. The first cars heading through the intersection. I grabbed the steering wheel, shocked at how hot my cunt—that dirty, sinful, wicked hole—had become.

“Someone’s nipplely,” purred my daughter. She pulled her finger out of my panties and from beneath my skirt. They dripped with my juices.

She grabbed my nipple and smeared the juices over the nub. I gasped as the delight tingled down to my pussy. My fat nub drank in her touch. I couldn’t believe how wild this was. I bit my lower lip, whimpering.

The car in front of me pulled away. I released the brake and applied the accelerator slowly, my entire body trembling. I was topless and driving through the city. Anyone could see how much of a whore I had become to my daughter.

And that sinful cock of hers.

If it wasn’t for that…

Why, why, why did this have to happen, moaned through my mind. It’s so not fair! Not fair at all!

It was more petulant than I usually was, but I could feel that injustice at how much my body responded to this. How much my desires had been inflamed by my daughter’s wanton cock. I shuddered, staring ahead at the road as she kept playing with my nipple.

I have to do something to stop this. Her and her cock is going to ruin everything!

But how could I stop this other than giving my body to my daughter and hoping she would never get bored of me.

“Mmm, I’m going to love this,” she said as I turned into our neighborhood. It had been new when my ex-husband and I moved in thirteen years ago, Sky only five. Things had been so much simpler. I had been happy.

Now…

I turned onto our side street, a winding road that led to the cul-de-sac and our house. I pulled into the driveway and hit the remote to open the garage. My daughter pinched my nipple and shook her head.

“Park right here,” she purred. Then she climbed out of the car, her cock thrusting out before her without a hint of shame.

She sauntered around the car. I couldn’t move. I was rooted to my seat. My tits were out. One of our neighbors would see. This would be a disaster. Then Sky was opening my door and proffering her hand.

“Come on, Mommy, I want to play with that body.”

I swallowed and held out my trembling hand. She took it. She pulled me out of the car. I trembled at her touch, my heart pounding so fast in my chest. My big boobs swayed, the sun spilling on them. I whimpered, my panties soaked.

My dress rustled about me as she took my arm and escorted me slowly to the front door. With her on my left, I was closest to the street. I shuddered, looking around, so worried we’d be seen. I whimpered, my cunt on fire.

“Worried Mrs. Spencer will see you?” she asked, glancing at the house across from ours. “Maybe she would. She’s a new mother. That makes her a MILF. I bet she’s lactating. I could go fuck her if she does see us. Mmm, she could be my side-piece here in the neighborhood.”

“I want you all to myself,” I purred. “Your mother is all the MILF you need.” Did I sound sexy enough?

“God, you are driving me wild,” she moaned. “Get your keys out. Unlock the fucking door. I need to play with you!”

“Yes, Sky,” I groaned and fumbled at the keys clutched in my sweaty hands. Why did I have so many? What were half of them for? I found the house key and jammed it into the deadbolt. I twisted it. A loud click echoed.

Sky thrust the door open and yanked me inside, my boobs heaving. My keys fell to the floor, landing on the carpet with a dull thud. I just managed to close the door before she spun me around and pushed me against the wall.

She kissed me with hunger. Her hands grabbed my naked boobs. She kneaded them. Her fingers dug into them. I quivered as she did. Her tongue darted into my mouth. She swirled it around in there. I closed my eyes, reveling in the taboo delight of this.

If I had to tame her. To keep her focused on me, I had to enjoy this. There was no other way. It was a sacrifice I had to make.

I groaned as I kissed my daughter with enthusiasm. I thrust my tongue into her mouth, holding her tight. I grabbed her rump. I squeezed and kneaded her ass through her skirt. I became the wild woman I had always kept myself from becoming.

Sky broke the kiss and moaned, “Damn, Mommy!”

She buried her face into my tits, her platinum-blonde hair spilling over my boobs. She squeezed my big breasts against her face, rubbing back and forth. I shuddered, my skirt rustling. I swallowed. I had to show her how exciting I could be.

My boobs feeling amazing in her kneading hands and pressed against her face, I shoved down my dress off my curvy hips. The fabric rustled as it dropped down my legs to puddle at my feet. Then I hooked my stain panties and peeled them away from my hot cunt.

I shuddered as I did this. It was so exciting. So wild. So naughty of me. I squeezed my eyes shut as I did it. The fabric rolled down my thighs while my daughter sucked at the inner slope of my right breast. Her lips made popping sounds when the suction broke.

“God, these tits are hot,” she moaned.

She licked up my right boob while my panties fell to the floor. She slid her warm tongue across my flesh to my boob. Then her tongue flicked across it. She fluttered against me. I groaned as she did. This wicked heat rushed through my body. My heart hammered in my chest.

My pussy clenched as she reached my areola. Her fingers dug into my soft boobs as she swirled her tongue around the ring of dark-pink flesh surrounding my hard nipple. My breasts felt so sensitive and my nipple…

It burst with excited delight just from being grazed by her tongue.

“Mmm, Mommy tits,” she groaned. “Gorgeous.”

She sucked my nipple into her mouth and nursed like she had as a baby. Only it had never felt like this. I groaned, my pussy clenching. This heat rushed through my body. I wiggled against the foyer wall, my heart hammering rapture through me.

It felt amazing. My fingers slid through Sky’s hair. Both my hands stroked her. I felt so intimately connected to my daughter. This was something I had never felt before. It was a wicked delight that made me shiver. My eyes rolled back in my head as she played with my nub.

“Sky!” I whimpered.

She purred around my nub between her sucks.

“Oh, Sky, that’s so good. Mmm, Mommy likes that.”

She popped her mouth off to moan, “God, it’s hot when you call yourself Mommy.”

“And it’s hot when you suckle on Mommy’s nipple,” I cooed. I pulled her to my other one. She didn’t resist.

“You’re getting into it now, Mommy,” she cooed. “I seduced you.”

“Uh-huh,” I groaned as she latched on and sucked.

My pussy clenched as she nursed on my left nipple now. She sucked most of my areola into her red lips. I shuddered, staring down into her green eyes. They gleamed with her wild passion for me. This intoxicating rush rippled out of my cunt. My pussy soaked my bush. I breathed in and could smell my tangy passion.

Then a drop of my cream ran down my thigh.

I shivered and shuddered against the wall at the ticklish rivulet working down my inner thigh towards my knee. I groaned at how good this felt. How delicious my futa-daughter made me feel with her wicked sucking. I was such a naughty mommy.

She groaned as she sucked hard. Then she ripped her head away with such force, it was like she had to tear herself away. She stumbled back, panting, her dress rustling about her legs. That big futa-dick thrust against her skirt. She stared at me.

Then she glanced down and blinked. “Well, well, well, Mommy dearest, you actually stripped all the way naked. You really are my mommy-slut, huh?”

“Yes,” I whimpered. “I… Your mommy is your slut.” That was what she wanted to hear. She shuddered. So I said, “What can your mommy-slut do for you?”

My pussy clenched at such a wild admission. This was so naughty. I couldn’t believe I was doing this. I was submitting myself to such wild passion. I groaned, my cunt clenching as the heat rippled through me.

She grinned, this twinkle in her eyes. “Strip me, Mommy.”

“Yes, Sky,” I moaned and flew to her. I was excited to see her naked. Like I had in the church restroom.

I went to go behind her, but she kept turning, keeping me from unzipping her dress. I frowned and then blushed. I had to hug her from the front, pressing my tits into hers and grabbing the zipper to her Sunday dress. I dragged it down, loving how she whimpered and moaned, her hips wiggling from side to side.

“That’s it, Mommy,” she cooed, her movement rubbing against my nipples. They throbbed from the delight. It was such a treat. I groaned at the sensation. “Ooh, you’re such a wicked and naughty Mommy, aren’t you?”

“Yeah,” I groaned. “I am.”

Her dress unzipped, I pulled it off her body. Unsurprising, she was naked beneath. The dress fell away from her small breasts and then spilled over that huge dick thrusting from the folds of her pussy. I swallowed and then ducked my head down.

I engulfed my daughter’s small, pink nipple into my mouth and sucked on it. She groaned while I tasted the salt of her skin. Her little nub felt nice in my plump lips. I nibbled on it between suckles. I loved the feel of her in my mouth.

She groaned her fingers running through my hair as I nursed from her nipple. This was so wrong. So taboo. I didn’t care. I was so turned on by my daughter. I was into this role of being her ultimate temptation.

I would keep her from inflicting her futa-cock on other MILFs.

It was all mine.

“Mommy,” she groaned as I sucked harder. “Damn, that’s good.”

A please shiver ran through me at her outburst. I sucked and nibbled and nursed on her. I loved her nub. I swirled my tongue around her little bud. I tried to remember what she had done to me when she nursed on mine.

I wanted to make my daughter feel good. I wanted to love her. Please her. I felt so wicked and wild now. A wanton mommy. My pussy clenched. More juices soaked my bush and dribbled down my thighs. They worked their way down.

I groaned about her nub, loving the way that felt.

“Mmm, yes, yes, that’s making my pussy so wet.” She licked her lips. “Do you want to eat my pussy, naughty Mommy?”

I popped my mouth off to gasp, “Yes!”

She grinned at me. “That’s what I thought.”

She backed away from me, her futa-dick swaying before her. She sank down on my couch and thrust her legs wide, almost doing a split. Her pussy lips parted to show off her pink depths. I stared at my daughter’s twat. She gripped her clit-dick, pinning it to her stomach.

“Mmm, don’t worry about my futa-cock, Mommy,” she said. “I want you to do the most lesbian thing in the world to me. Lick my cunt and make me cum!”

“Yes, Sky,” I moaned, salivating. I wanted to eat her out. I felt so wild as I stumbled forward, my big boobs jiggling. “I will.”

I fell to my knees, tits heaving. I licked my lips and leaned forward. The tangy scent filled my nose. My daughter smelled so much like me. I groaned, shocked that she could have come from my loins given her lusts.

And yet… I hungered, too. I had these same rampant and out of control desires, as well. It made me shiver in realization.

I planted my lips against her spread-wide labia. Her juices soaked my mouth. Her cream bled through, her flavor igniting my taste buds. I groaned and then I licked. I flicked my tongue through my daughter’s folds.

She gasped, her futa-dick twitching in her hand. I licked her again, her flavor so good. I groaned, realizing I liked the taste of my daughter’s cunt. Just like I enjoyed the taste of her girl-cum. I was such a wicked mother.

I would go to hell.

But I couldn’t stop licking and lapping and devouring her twat. You’re such a good mommy for doing this for your daughter, I thought, the idea so delightful. You’re keeping Sky from sinning with others. That’s a good thing.

It was like that thought whispering in my mind had given me permission to really enjoy myself. I licked with more passion. I fluttered my tongue up and down. I caressed her folds, gathering up her tangy juices. She shuddered, her face contorting. She squirmed on the couch as I licked and lapped at her.

“Oh, fuck, Mommy!” she moaned. My daughter’s depraved voice echoed around me. “Fuck, you’re really getting into it.”

I was.

I thrust my tongue into her pussy’s depths. She should have a hymen until her wedding day, but she was too much of a slut. A naughty daughter-whore who needed her mommy’s wicked mouth and wanton cunt and even tight asshole to keep her in line.

I thrust my hands beneath my daughter’s rump and the fabric of the couch. I gripped her tight and lapped at her snatch. I feasted on her with hunger. She groaned, her moans echoing through the room. She shuddered, grinding against my face.

“Oh, yes, yes, that’s good,” she moaned, her hand pumping up and down her clit-dick. “Oh, my god, Mommy.”

My futa-daughter’s incestuous cream soaked my tongue. Her juices ran down my chin. The scent filled my nose. That tangy aroma. That naughty flavor. I loved it. I licked and lapped at her with a fervor. I had to gather it all up. I had to make my daughter cum.

Her whimpers echoed through the air. They were so amazing to hear. I loved the sounds she made. She shuddered, her passion bursting through the room. She humped against my mouth, grinding her cuntlips on me.

“I’m going to cum, Mommy!” she moaned.

“Good!” I purred. “Cum for Mommy!”

“Goddamn, you’re such a slut, Mommy!”

“Yes!”

I sucked on her pussy lips. I nibbled on those delicious folds. My tongue gathered up her cream, and there was always more. She gasped, arching her back against the couch. Her whimpers swelled. Then she bucked.

Hot and tangy pussy cream gushed out of her cunt. Her futa-dick erupted, splashing her tits and face in her own cum. She painted herself in ropy lines of jizz while I drank the juices that flooded out of her. I gulped down my daughter’s passion.

I savored the incestuous treat.

“Fucking hell, Mommy!” she squealed. “Yes, yes!”

She fisted her erupting cock while I lapped at her cunt. I thrust my tongue into her depths and felt her pussy writhing around it. My cunt clenched as I drank the juices that gushed out of her. She tasted amazing. Delicious.

I groaned, savoring every moment of this. I gulped it down while my daughter’s gasps echoed through the room. She humped against my mouth. I loved the sounds she made. The way she whimpered and groaned.

“Mommy!” she squealed. “Oh, Mommy, yes!”

Her juices filled my mouth. They tasted so good. I loved them. I savored them. She gushed out so much, her juices spilled down my chin. I shuddered as her futa-dick fired the last spurt of cum. She groaned, her small tits rising and falling, smeared in her pearly cum.

Hungering, I darted up and lapped up a line of her salty daughter-jizz right to her nipple. The wonderful flavor complemented the flavor of her tangy cream lingering in my mouth. I climbed up to her nipple. I brushed that nub, flicking off the cream.

She groaned in delight. Her face contorted at that bliss. A huge grin spread on her lips as she watched me lapping off her futa-jizz. Her green eyes held this naughty twinkle that had my pussy clenching.

“I’m going to fuck that ass so hard,” she cooed.

“Yes,” I moaned and fluttered up more cum.

“Enough of that,” she purred. “Get on your hands and knees. Show me that ass. I want to fuck you hard. I’m going to pound that ass, Mommy dearest.”

“Yes, Sky,” I moaned and turned around. My big boobs swung. I faced the TV. It sat on an entertainment system. Glass doors shut, hiding a Blu Ray player and cable box. I could see my reflection in the glass.

What had I become? A whore for my daughter?

A willing whore.

“Come fuck Mommy’s ass!” I cooed, wiggling my hips.

“Goddamn, you’re so fucking hot!” Sky smacked her futa-dick into my right butt-cheek. Then my left. She drummed back and forth. “Mmm, you really want my cock in your asshole, don’t you?”

My asshole tingled and I realized I did. I truly wanted my daughter’s futa-cock fucking into my asshole. It would be incredible. I would have such a wild time at it. This was perfect. Just what I needed.

“I do,” I cooed. “I want you in me.”

She grinned and pressed her girl-dick into my crevasse. I shuddered at the feel of her thick cock sliding down my butt-crack. My fingers flexed against the weave of the carpet. My boobs shook as I trembled. A whimper rose in my throat as she came closer and closer to my backdoor.

Then she reached it.

Her cock pressed right against my asshole. She lay poised to ram into me and make me cum. This was so hot. I shuddered, loving this. I would have such a huge orgasm on her clit-dick. A big, nasty, depraved climax.

I couldn’t believe how excited that made me. I shuddered, so ready to be sodomized by my daughter’s futa-dick. She gripped my hips, her fingernails biting into my skin. Then she thrust her hips forward.

“Sky!” I groaned as my anal ring slowly parted for that thick dick. My face tensed. This felt so strange.

And yet it felt nice. Exciting. My pussy drank it in as her thick cock popped into my bowels. The crown slid into my anal depths, her shaft filling me up. My boobs swayed from side to side as my groan grew louder and louder.

“Fucking hell, Mommy!” Sky moaned. “Ooh, that’s good. That’s fucking good. You know that?”

“Uh-huh,” I groaned. “Mommy knows that.” I swallowed. “Mommy knows that a lot. Ooh, you’re going to make me feel so good. Going to make Mommy cum so hard, aren’t you?”

“Yes, yes, yes!”

Her crotch rubbed against my butt-cheeks. My daughter had slid all the way into me. This was intense. Exciting. I couldn’t believe it. I savored the feel of my daughter all the way in me. It was the greatest feeling in the world.

Amazing. Rapturous. Her dick blazed in my asshole, creating heat as she pumped away. The heat melted down to my cunt and an orgasm built in me. A slutty, depraved, wicked burst of pleasure that would utterly consume me.

I gasped, squeezing down on her big dick. I wiggled my hips back and forth. I enjoyed every second of this bliss. I savored every last moment of this ecstatic delight. I groaned, savoring the rapture building and building in me.

“Oh, my Lord, Sky!” I gasped. “Oh, my lord, what are you doing to me?”

“Fucking you hard!” she purred, thrusting away at me.

She hammered my asshole with passion. She rammed that big girl-dick into me again and again. She plunged that cock into me. My pussy drank in the heat. I came closer and closer to cumming. My toes curled. My fingernails clawed at the carpet.

My boobs swayed to the rhythm of her thrusts. She pumped into me hard and fast. She buried into me again and again. It was outstanding to feel. I groaned, coming closer and closer to that moment of explosive bliss.

I clenched down on her, increasing the friction. I reveled in the bliss that she churned in me. It was amazing. Outstanding. I enjoyed every second of it. I would have such a powerful orgasm. A mighty burst of bliss that would radiate out of me.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I moaned. “Oh, my god, that’s so good. Sky! Sky! Mommy loves your dick fucking her asshole.”

“I know!” she groaned, her hands stroking me. “Fuck, you are so tight. I love this futa-cock. That demon-girl is so awesome.”

She buried hard into me. I panted, trembling. My face scrunched up. I hovered on the verge of cumming. I groaned, rocking back into her. She slammed hard into me, the slap of flesh on flesh echoing through my living room.

She drove her girl-dick hard into my asshole, her crotch smacking into my butt-cheeks. They jiggled from the impact. I gasped, my bowels clenching down her as a wave of fresh heat rushed down my slutty cunt.

I stared at my reflection in the glass window of the entertainment system, my face twisted in rapture as I savored my daughter’s futa-dick reaming out my asshole. My blonde hair spilled about my face.

I gasped and then burst with orgasmic bliss.

“Lord!” I cried out as a mighty tsunami of ecstasy rushed through my body and slammed into my mind.

The rapture drowned my thoughts in heavenly euphoria. My asshole convulsed around her futa-dick, sucking at it with such whorish passion. I groaned, stars dancing before my eyes. I shuddered, my toes curling. Juices spilled hot down my thighs. They soaked me while I whimpered out my delight.

“Mommy!” she gasped.

Hot cum jetted into my asshole. I gasped, my bowels rippling around her dick, working out her cum into my spasming depths. I trembled there, staring at myself in the reflection. At the wanton whore I had become for my daughter’s girl-dick.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I cried out as my asshole convulsed around her spurting dick.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” she howled.

The rapture smothered my thoughts. I gasped, my entire body shuddering from the intensity of it. My arms bent. My face pressed into the carpeted floor. I sucked in wild breaths. Deep inhalations. A dizzy rush swept over me. It was fantastic.

I shuddered beneath the rapture of this moment. I trembled, my bowels rippling around her dick. My legs collapsed, slid to the floor, feeling a splash of cum splatter my right butt-cheek and hip. Then I lay there, panting, groaning, utterly drowning in ecstasy.

“That was hot,” purred my daughter.

I just groaned, my eyes shut. I swam in ecstasy, my bowels brimming in her cum. I had enjoyed that more than I thought possible. I drew in a breath as I heard clothes rustling. My daughter hummed as I drifted.

“You were a good fuck, Mommy-slut,” she said. “Damn. Now Mrs. Spencer, here I come.”

Her words rippled over me. There was something worrying about them. Mrs. Spencer…

The front door closed as my eyes snapped open. I could hear my daughter’s footsteps crunching away. I gasped. How could I keep her from preying upon that new wife and mother? Tiffany Spencer was a wonderful woman. She didn’t need her life disrupted by my daughter’s futa-lusts.

What could I do?

Then I realized a face smiled at me in the refection. Framed by golden hair. A halo glowed over her head. Don’t worry, I thought. I’m here to help you out. You have to control your daughter’s lusts. I’m so with you. Do you need me, Madeline?

Then I realized it wasn’t my thoughts I had been hearing. It was this… this angel.

“Help me,” I groaned. “Help me tempt my daughter back to me.”

To be continued…

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Chapter 1

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

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

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

Unicorns. Right.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Sophia was beside herself. What the hell?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Chapter 2

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

Their cocks were amazing.

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

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

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

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

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

Charlotte paused for a second, then continued more slowly.

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

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

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

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

What the hell was going?

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

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

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

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

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

…and unicorn.

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

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

Towards the unicorns.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Chapter 3

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Harper finally broke the silence.

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

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

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

Sophia gasped. “Incest? Seriously?”

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

“But…incest AND non-human sex?”

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

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

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

Sophia gulped, emotions and thoughts rolling through her.

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

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

“So Wind can talk?” Sophia asked.

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

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

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

Chapter 4

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Sophia just nodded.

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

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

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

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

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

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

“What,” asked Sophia, perplexed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Chapter 5

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Just the first chapter.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Sophia groaned and Wind laughed.

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

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

“That’s very noble of you.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“I guess.”

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

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

“Good afternoon, Sophia,” Wind said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Chapter 6

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

No way.

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

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

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

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

And she couldn’t wait to see it.

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

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

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

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

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

It was so fucking hot.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

It took five more squeezes until Charlotte was empty.

Chapter 7

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“You go girl, you nailed it.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Charlotte laughed, and a snicker ran through the unicorns.

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

“What do you mean?”

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

Sophia looked around, then smiled.

“So what are we waiting for?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Sophia reached back and pulled Arrow several inches deeper.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Chapter 8

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

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

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

“Finish it,” she said.

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

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

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

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

“I know,” Wind murmured.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Then it happened.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“It means all the way through.”

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

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

“Then do it,” Sophia whispered.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Chapter 9

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

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

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

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

“No, not really.”

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

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

“Totally.”

“You bet.”

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

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

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

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

Wind’s eyes got wide.

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

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

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

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

“You never said anything about limits.”

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

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

“Limits? What limits?”

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

(And they lived happily ever after).

FIN

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