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Kyle and his women set off on a dangerous mission to secure the Ifrit as allies, but Hecate has warned Rashid of their plans.

Battered Lamp
by mypenname3000
Chapter Thirty-Four: The Prison of the Sheikha
Copyright 2015

Note: Thanks to b0b for beta reading this.

Cast of Characters

Main Characters

Kyle Unmei Jr.: Half-Japanese/Half-Kurdish owner of Aaliyah and wielder of Earthbones. Poisoned by Burke as they fought.

Aaliyah Unmei: A Jann sent to marry the prophesied savior of the Djinn. Kyle’s First Wife. Reunited with Kyle.

Fatima Unmei : Kyle’s younger sister and wife, wielder of Fireheart.

Christy Unmei nee Leonardson: Kyle’s long-time girlfriend turned third wife. A witch who follows Ishtar and wields Shadowedge.

Fumi Unmei nee Nakamura: Kyle’s fourth wife. A succubus-like Yuki-onna and wielder of Windfeather. She is blind.

Britney Kingston: Kyle’s best friend since elementary school. She is a Rakshasa and has sworn to defend Kyle. She is a hermaphrodite and has claimed Phillipa as her mate. Wielder of Waterclaw.

Enemies

Sultan Rashid ibn al-Marid: The despotic ruler of the Djinn and leader of the Marid clan. Wants Aaliyah dead to thwart the prophecy. Forced to accept the marriage with Faiza to stop Kyle.

Hecate: The Dark Goddess that both Ms. Franklin and Burke served. Sent a familiar to seize Faiza’s soul when she died. Hecate has possessed Faiza and approached Rashid for an alliance.

Faiza Unmei: Kyle and Fatima’s widowed mother. Killed by Burke. Her soul was stolen by a familiar of Hecate. Resurrected by Hecate as an instrument of the Dark Goddess’s vengeance against Kyle. Hecate has possessed Faiza. Married to Rashid as part of Hecate’s plan.

Makerah: An Unbound Marid, a Djinn that has violated the Laws of his people and escaped punishment through a dark ritual. A servant of Sultan Rashid and his son. Ordered to hunt down Aaliyah and Zaritha and kill them.

Sheikh Tariq ibn al-Ghul: Shiekh of the vile Ghul. Rashid has contacted Tariq, alerting the Ghul of Kyle’s plan to free Kalila from Jabal al-Dhukan in Ghul territory.

Aljihm: An Unbound Ifrit and servant of Sultan Rashid. Killed by Kyle and Britney during the attack on Khoshilat Maqandeli.

Aalizunah: An Unbound Si’lat and servant of Sultan Rashid. Ordered to hunt down Aaliyah and Zaritha and kill them. Slain by Britney.

Jowdah: An Unbound Ghul and servant of Sultan Rashid. Killed by Zaritha.

Khiana: An Unbound Jann. Once a bitter rival to Sultan Rashid but now a servant of the Sultan. Ordered to hunt down Aaliyah and Zaritha and kill them. Revealed to be Aaliyah’s father. Killed by Christy, Fumi, and Fatima during the attack on Khoshilat Maqandeli.

Ms. Franklin: The deceased servant of Burke and leader of the coven. Also known as Celestite.

Principal Burke: The identity assumed by Alphonse of Toulouse, a nine-hundred-year-old knight. A warlock serving Hecate. Killed by Kyle.

Concubines

Chyna Unmei nee Coel: Kyle’s first concubine. Ms. Franklin cast a spell on Kyle and Chyna, forcing them into a slave/master relationship.

Shannon Unmei nee Coel: Chyna’s hot mom and Kyle’s second concubine.

Alexina Unmei nee Kendrick: Blonde concubine.

Carla Unmei nee Tyler: Redhead concubine.

Antoinette “Toni” Unmei nee Buckley: Cheerleader concubine.

Daniella “Ms. Capello” Unmei nee Capello: Kyle’s English teacher and concubine.

Lois Unmei nee Smilingfox: A lesbian Domme that serves Kyle as a concubine.

Ann Unmei nee Weaver: Fatima’s friend and strawberry-blonde hair.

Kayleah Unmei nee Peterson: Fatima’s bleached blonde concubine and former rival.

Teleisia Unmei nee Otis: Aaliyah’s African American concubine.

Phillipa Kingston nee Stoddard: Former member of Ms. Franklin’s coven where she was known as Jade. Captured by Britney, Phillipa submitted to Britney and became her mate, discovering that she is a masochist.

Mindy Unmei nee Stoneking: A nurse at the hospital where Fatima is sick and Kyle’s newest concubine.

Sable Unmei nee Purcell: Also known as Tourmaline, she was a member of Ms. Franklin’s witch coven. While fighting with Christy, she was hit by a Love Elemental’s attack and now completely loves Christy.

Zaritha Unmei: An Ifrit serving the despotic ruler of the Djinn and sent to kill Aaliyah. After saving Aaliyah, she now serves Kyle as a faithful concubine.

Naila & Tarah Unmei: Twin sisters and daughters of Hawaa. These two Si’lat are hermaphrodites and submit to Fumi as her concubines, betraying their mother’s plot to enslave Kyle.

Hawaa Unmei nee binti al-Si’lat: Former ruler of the Si’lat Djinn. She tried to dominated Kyle, but he prevailed and made her his concubine.

Other Characters

Sheikh Umar ibn al-Jann: Aaliyah’s father. Believed dead, but really he became the Unbound Jann Khiana. Murder his son and heir to trap Kyle and kill his daughter Aaliyah. Killed by Christy, Fumi, and Fatima during the attack on Khoshilat Maqandeli.

Kalsom binti Abdullah: An old Jann woman that made the Kalsomid Prophecy, setting into motion Aaliyah’s sleep in the lamp.

Ishtar: The Goddess of Magic Christy, Sable, and Phillipa now serve.

Sarai: The daughter of Rashid. She is angry at her father and helps Kyle, pledging the Marid’s support to his rule if he overthrows Rashid.

Sayid: The Vizier to Sheikh Sihab ibn Jann. Helped Khiana and Aljihm to attack Kyle. No he is the regent for Sihab’s son.

Sheikh Haleem ibn al-Ifrit: Ruler of the Ifrit. A thousand years ago, Zaritha kidnapped his beloved wife Kalila. Since then, Haleem and his Ifrit have been forced to serve Rashid to keep his wife alive.

Sheikha Kalila: Wife of Haleem and imprisoned by Zaritha in the dread prison upon the slopes of Jabal al-Dhukhan. Kyle hopes to rescue her and secure the Ifrit as allies.

Saturday, January 29th – Khoshilat Maqandeli, The Hidden Realm

Christy poured over her spellbooks. Six shall be one, the Marid defeated. The old, Jann’s prophecy echoed in her mind, teasing her with some half-remembered spell she had read in one of the spellbooks Alice Bailey had penned.

Sable yawned beside her, covering her mouth with her hand. “Oh, sorry, Mistress.”

It was late. The two witches sat in the antechamber of Kyle’s quarters. The door was guarded by three separate homunculi. Aaliyah conjured the one made of gust, gripping a thick sword, Zaritha’s made of crackling fire that filled the room with flickering lights, and the newest concubine, Hawaa, created the whirling tornado shaped like a coiled serpent.

“Find anything?” Christy muttered, rubbing at her own, sandy eyes. It was probably past midnight. Kyle, their wives, and most of the concubines had retired to sleep. A few patrolled his quarters, making sure they were all safe.

Can we ever be safe as long as Rashid wants us all dead?

Twice today they had been attacked. Two unbound Djinn had taken over the palace and unleashed its defenses on Christy’s family. Then Hawaa, the leader of the Si’lat, had attempted to dominate Kyle last night. Her domination had failed, and now the mature beauty was Kyle’s newest concubine.

“You look tired, Mistress,” Shannon smiled, stepping naked into the room. She had a mature grace, her breasts large and ripe, milk beading her dark nipples. Like the other concubines, Christy had enhanced Shannon with abilities: she was fast, strong, and agile. She could grasp a Djinn and hold onto them while they were in their elemental forms, and her body could secrete pheromones to counter Si’lat’s sexual domination.

And Christy gave a few of the more endowed women lactating breasts.

“I’m fine. I need to find this. I feel it’s important.”

Shannon sat down next to Christy, her breasts jiggling, a bead of milk running down her heavy breast. “You need a pick me up,” she smiled, her finger sliding up to her left breast and tracing her areola. “Something to stimulate you and keep you focused.”

Christy licked her lips. “A midnight snack would be nice.”

Shannon ran her fingers through Christy’s brunette curls, pulling the younger woman’s face closer to her heavy breast. Christy’s mouth opened, her tongue slid out and swirled about her fat nipple, gathering the sweet milk. The flavor exploded on her lips. It was just so juicy and wonderful.

Her lips sealed tight about the nipple. Shannon stroked her hair as Christy suckled. Warm milk squirted into her mouth, the creamy delight swirling about. Christy groaned, swallowing, the warm, mother’s milk sliding down into her stomach. She sucked harder, drinking more and more breast milk down.

This is the best idea I’ve ever had.

Soft hands touched Christy’s hips. Her concubine, Sable, lifted her up and Christy let the concubine guide her into a kneeling position. Lips kissed Christy’s asscheek, teeth lightly nibbling. She nursed harder, sucking down the milk as Sable’s lips kissed across her round butt.

“I love you, Mistress,” Sable moaned. The woman had no choice—Sable took the full blast of a Love Elemental’s attack, forever twisting her mind to love Christy. It was Sable’s own fault for attacking Christy. “Your body is divine. I love kissing.” Her lips pressed into Christy’s butt-crack. “And licking.” Her tongue slid warm and wet through the crack, brushing Christy’s sphincter. “And rimming you.”

Christy moaned around the fat nipple as her concubine’s lips kissed and nuzzled at her asshole. Sable’s tongue swirled about, then pressed in, worming bit by bit into Christy’s tight bowels. The pleasure stirred through her, adding to the savory treat Shannon’s milk-laden tits provided.

“She is going to town on you, Mistress,” purred Shannon, stroking her fingers through Christy’s brunette hair. “Oh, my, she is really loving your ass.”

“Uh-huh,” groaned Christy around the concubine’s fat nipple. “So good.” She kissed over to Shannon’s other tit, eager for more breast milk. A shiver of pleasure ran through her; Sable’s finger traced up Christy’s inner thigh towards her dripping pussy. “She’s such a good slut.”

“Thank you,” purred Sable. “I love you so much.”

The slut’s tongue dived deeper into Christy’s ass and her fingers reached Christy’s pussy. They were gentle and teasing, stroking up and down Christy’s plump, flushed vulva. Christy squirmed, the pleasure swelling inside her. She nursed harder, devouring as much of Shannon’s delightful treats as she could, the milk warming her belly.

Sable thrust two fingers into Christy’s pussy, stirring her up. Christy’s sheath clenched about them, the pleasure growing inside her. Sable’s tongue swirled through her asshole, the duel pleasures meeting in Christy’s core, feeding upon each other.

“I’m going to make you cum so hard,” purred Sable, her finger curling, sliding along the wall of Christy’s pussy. Nerves ignited and Christy’s body spasmed when Sable found her G-spot. The slut massaged the bundle of nerves, sending waves of pleasure crashing through Christy’s body.

“Oh, yes!” she moaned, her lips falling away from Shannon’s teat as ecstasy roared through her. “Finger me, slut! You’re making me cum!”

Christy trembled as she knelt, Shannon’s hands cupping her face. A dark nipples brushed her lips. She latched on, sucking hard and reveling in the warm milk as her orgasm burned through her. When Sable’s finger withdrew, she was left with wonderful bliss.

“That was a good cum, Mistress,” purred Shannon. “Umm, I bet you loved that.”

“She’s going to love the next part,” Sable smiled.

Sable rustled behind Christy and the suckling witch wondered what her concubine was up to. But she didn’t want to stop enjoying the breast milk. It made her feel so loved and warm. It was hard to worry about the prophecy when she had a nipple between her lips.

Something hard thrust into her pussy.

Her back arched as her cunt gripped the dildo plunging in. It had three ridges that caressed the inside of her pussy and small bumps that teased her nerves. Sable’s hands gripped her hips, the dildo drawing back and slamming in deep.

She’s wearing a strap-on.

Christy moaned, thrusting her hips back into the thrusting dildo. Her pussy squeezed down, the ridges adding such wonderful spice to the strength of Sable’s thrusts. Flesh slapped together as Christy worked her hips, swirling the fake cock around to touch all the wonderful parts inside her.

“Fuck her,” groaned Shannon. “She sucks so hard when you thrust in. Oh, Mistress. Keep nursing from me. I love it! The pleasure shoots right down to my pussy.”

Christy nipped Shannon’s hard nipple with her teeth, then sucked another mouthful of warm milk into her mouth. Shannon quavered and gasped, her fingers tightening in Christy’s hair. The concubine was cumming just from being nursed.

That made Christy so happy.

Christy’s pleasure swelled inside her, churned by Sable’s wonderful thrusts. She let go of the nipple, Shannon falling back on the ground as she writhed. Christy looked over her shoulder. Sable looked so happy, her honey-blonde hair flying around her shoulders and her round breasts bouncing up and down.

“Fuck me, slut! Make me cum so hard!”

Sable’s hands tightened on Christy’s hips; her thrust hammered away. “Yes, Mistress! I love you. I live to please you.”

“You’re pleasing me so much!”

Sable’s green eyes flashed. Her back arched. “I’m cumming, Mistress! I’m so happy! Oh, yes!”

Her thrusts grew erratic, but she kept pumping as her bliss shuddered through her. Christy slammed her hips back, squeezing her pussy tight around the dildo. The ridges stirred her nerves up, every thrust bringing her a little closer to erupting.

“Fuck me! You’re my whore! You’ll do whatever the fuck I tell you to!”

“Yes! Yours, Mistress! Always yours!”

Sable buried the dildo into Christy’s cunt.

Her orgasm exploded.

Bliss pummeled her mind. Stars danced before her eyes. She gasped and moaned, falling to the floor in a quivering ball of feminine delight. Sweat drenched her breasts, her chest heaved as she sucked in lungfuls of air.

“That was what I needed.”

Sable pressed against Christy, the wet dildo brushing Christy’s hip. The concubine kissed her mistress on the lips and the pair held each other. Finally, Christy forced herself to sit up and grab the book.

“Let’s get back to work.”

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Kyle woke up in the middle of the bed, surrounded by women. Most of his concubines and wives were piled on the expanded bed. Aaliyah tampered with the room, making it bigger so the extended bed could fit.

He crawled out of the pile, trying to be careful not to disturb anyone, his cock half-hard. By the curtained openings that led out into the garden stood Lois and Chyna, both concubines nodded to him as they guarded the room.

He needed to pee, and he wondered which concubine he would use.

“It is so strange,” a voice whispered in the dark.

Hawaa leaned against the wall staring at the bed.

“What is?” Kyle asked, padding over to her.

“Your harem. All your women enjoy being around each other.” She looked at the bed. “I’ve never heard of a harem where the women loved each other. They all plot and scheme, wanting to be their husband’s most favored. It didn’t matter if they were concubines or wives.”

“My wives know I love them equally, and the concubines enjoy their submission to me.” Kyle grinned. “I wouldn’t brook any backbiting. I want this.”

“And I am just supposed to join in,” Hawaa sighed. “I am just supposed to love you and your women.”

Kyle stroked her face. “Yes. Because that’s what I want.” She turned her face away and he seized her chin, forcing her dark eyes to look at him. “You are mine. You submitted to me. I can do what I want to you. So you’ll enjoy the delights being one of my women brings. You will savor your time with my wives and concubines, loving them like you love me.”

She bit her lip. “Do I love you?”

“You love being submissive to me,” Kyle grinned. “It’s a start. Now fall to your knees.”

“You want me to suck your cock.”

“After you drink my piss.”

Her dark eyes widened. “What…Master?”

His fingers tightened. “Fall to your knees, put your mouth about my cock, and drink every drop, whore.”

His eyes were intense, firm. He would brook no rebellion from her. She saw it, trembling in his grip, then she fell to her knees and the Sheikha of the Si’lat opened her mouth and engulfed his cock, her tongue hot as it swirled about the tip.

Kyle relaxed his bladder. He groaned, his acrid piss flowing into her mouth. She gasped, swallowing as his urine flooded her mouth. It was so obscene listening to her wet swallows and watching urine escape out the corners of her lips. She was submitting to him.

His cock grew hard.

“Drink it, whore,” he hissed. “That’s it. That’s a good, fucking slut. You are mine. I will use you how I please. You’ll drink my or any of my wives’ piss.”

She moaned her submission, swallowing another mouthful of piss.

The stream dwindled and died. His hands gripped the side of her face, his cock thrusting deep into her mouth. His balls smacked her chin as he fucked Hawaa’s face. Her hands reached around his waist, seizing his muscular ass, pulling him in deeper.

“You’re eager for my cum,” he groaned, caressing her temple with his thumb as his cock slid down her throat. “That’s good. I love an eager slut.”

She moaned about his cock, swallowing, her muscles massaging the head of his cock as he thrust deeper down her throat. Her lips were pressed into his curly pubes. He loved it. There was something beautiful about a woman submitting to his power.

His cock drew back and he slammed it in deep. “Take it! Take every inch!”

She groaned, sucking harder.

Kyle’s balls tightened. His cock itched. He closed his eyes and grunted. Hot cum shot out, his body shuddering with bliss with every pulse, shooting right into his slut’s stomach. He buried his cock all the way into her throat, holding her head still as a second and third pulse flooded out of his cock.

“Drink it all, slut!” he groaned. “Fuck!”

A fourth, weak pulse erupted and Kyle let out a deep breath. He pulled his cock out. “I hope I pleased you, Master,” Hawaa purred, her tongue flashing out to lick up the mix of cum and piss that stained her lips.

“Yes, you did, slut,” Kyle panted. “Now go and join the harem on the bed.”

She glanced at the pile of sleeping women and nodded. She stood, went to the bed, and climbed on, pressing against Fumi’s back, resting her head down. Kyle looked at the bed and didn’t see Christy. Is she still reading her spell books?

Kyle stepped into the antechamber, passing through a yellow, silk curtain. Sable lay curled naked on the floor, her head resting on a book. Christy sat cross-legged, leaning naked over a large book spread out before her.

“Come to bed,” Kyle said.

Christy started, letting out a squeak. “Kyle! Goddess, but you surprised me.”

He smiled at her, kneeling down and closing her book. “That can wait until later. You’re going to need your rest.”

She looked up at him, a defiant cast crossing her eyes, then she yawned.

“You’re clearly tired.”

“It’s important,” she muttered.

“I know.” Kyle reached out, scooping her up into his arms. “But so is what we do tomorrow.”

She put her arm around his shoulders, smiling as he carried her. “You’re right.”

Her firm breast pressed against his chest, her nipple hardening. Her smile grew and she leaned up to kiss him on the lips. Her kiss was quick, but hot, sending a shiver that raced through him right to the tip of his hardening cock. He set her down on the bed between a pair of sleeping concubines—Toni and Mindy—and slid on top of her.

“Umm, this is nice,” she purred, her body writhing beneath him, her legs parting. “I do love the feel of your solid body atop mine.”

Her legs wrapped around his hips, pulling him in to her. He groaned, shuddering as her pussy engulfed his shaft. She let out a satisfied moan, her hips writhing beneath him. His hips were slow, gentle, trying not to wake up the entire bed with their antics.

Her pussy milked him, writhing about with wonderful pleasure. He buried into her, letting her squeezing cunt work his cock. It was so nice. He nuzzled at her neck, her legs hooking about his, sliding up and down.

“Umm, your cock’s so nice,” she purred, clenching her pussy down and relaxing.

“So nice,” Kyle agreed, his eyes closing, savoring her sweet embrace. “I could stay like this forever.”

“Liar,” she giggled. “You’d miss all the other cunts in this room.”

He dozed atop her. Christy’s cheek pressed against his. Her breathing grew softer, and she drifted off to sleep his cock impaled in her. He kissed her cheek, closing his eyes. His cock was hard and nestled in a warm, wonderful spot. Sleep stole over him and he drifted off.

He dreamed of his mother beneath him, crying out how much she loved him and missed him. His cock throbbed in her wonderful embrace. He held her tight, not wanting to ever let her go. “I love you, mom.”

“I’ll always love you, Kyle,” she moaned, stroking his back. “Hold me!”

His pleasure swelled and he came as he clutched her hard. Then she billowed away.

Kyle gasped awake, his cock erupting into Christy’s pussy.

“I’m sorry, mom,” he whispered, pulling away from Christy and his women, sitting on the edge of the bed. “I’d do anything to get you back.”

He sat there brooding for a few minutes when Britney stepped into the room. “It is time to get ready.”

Kyle looked up at her, pushing down his grief. He couldn’t afford to be weak. “All right.”

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Hecate commanded and her vessel had to obey.

Faiza’s piteous cries and moans couldn’t reach the goddess. The woman was powerless. She had accepted to be Hecate’s vessel. It didn’t matter that her memory had yet to return after the trauma of her rebirth.

She was Hecate’s puppet now.

The vessel left Rashid slumbering, spent from his repeated use of Faiza’s body. Cum dripped out of the woman’s holes. More degradation heaped on Faiza’s soul. Hecate’s plans were proceeding, but Rashid was proving far more stubborn than she had hoped.

“You shouldn’t walk through the halls naked,” Makerah said, striding out of the darkness.

The handsome, unbound Marid leered at Hecate. “I am the Sultana now,” she made Faiza say. “I can walk how I please.”

Makerah’s deep-blue eyes flickered down, his smile growing as he witnessed his father’s cum running down Faiza’s thigh. “Well, you pleased him, anyway. You earned your position.”

Hecate heard the whore even though he didn’t say it. “I did please him.” Faiza’s voice had a purring timbre that every man seemed to respond to. She was the perfect vessel for this goal.

Makerah’s hand was bold as he reached out and seized Faiza’s breast, giving the heavy melon a squeeze; Hecate delighted in the shiver of pleasure that ran through her vessel’s body.

“You shouldn’t touch your father’s wife.”

He laughed like the booming surf. “I seize what I want.”

“Isn’t that how you became unbound?” Hecate purred through Faiza. “You tried to seize what belonged to your father. And once again, you make that mistake.”

“I only take what is freely offered,” he grinned, thumbing Faiza’s dusky nipple. “And you want to offer me every delight that my father took.”

“Every delight.” Another shudder passed through Faiza’s body as he rolled her nipple. “You can take whatever you want from me.”

Rashid was cold and calculating, the very soul of a Marid. But Makerah was Unbound, a shattered Marid. Caution, forethought, calculation were all missing from him, drained out when his violation of Djinn law shattered him.

He could be useful if the father proves intractable.

The process had all ready begun. Her tendrils of influence were worming through Makerah’s body faster than through Rashid. The Sultan resisted her subtlety on some, deep level. But Makerah wanted to revel in her body and experience all that she had to offer without thought of the consequences.

But my opportunities to imprint him will be small. If Rashid found out his new wife had cuckolded him, Hecate doubted he would react well. Their alliance may not be shattered, but Makerah would be dealt with and Hecate would find her vessel on a far shorter leash.

“It’s a shame you’re not strong enough to challenge your father,” Hecate made Faiza purr, forcing the woman to stroke his muscular chest. “I would rather be your Sultana than your boring, aged father’s.”

“Did he pass out in the middle of fucking you?”

“And left me so frustrated.” She made Faiza squirm and let out a throaty moan. “I need a real man, not a limp, senile husk.”

Makerah seized Faiza’s hand, thrusting it down his pantaloons to seize his hard cock. “Is this what you need?”

“That’s not strong enough for me. I need a man that is stronger than my husband.” She made Faiza lean in and whisper into Makerah’s ear, “But you could be. With my help.”

He shuddered as her vessel squeezed his cock. “What help?”

“I am a witch. I serve Hecate. I could enhance you. Make you far more than just a Marid.”
“How?” Such greed was in his voice. Such lust for power. He wasn’t thinking. He didn’t consider what hidden snares surrounded Hecate’s tasty treat.

“You would need to surrender your essence into my hands. I would have to mold you.” She made Faiza pull his cock out, bringing it to her dripping pussy. “I would have to touch every part of you and make you so much more.”

He thrust his cock into her vessel; Hecate savored the rush of pleasure. “And I could defeat my father.”

“Oh, yes!” she moaned through Faiza, reveling in the pleasure that cock churned through her vessel. Faiza’s body reacted, writhing instinctively into his thrust. “Open yourself up to me. Let me touch your core. You’ll enjoy it as much as my cunt.”

“You whore!” he gasped. “Give it to me! I want everything you possess! I’ll take it all. You can do what you want to me!”

Hecate gasped for pleasure, a climax racing through her vessel’s body. She had his consent. As Faiza’s pussy massaged and convulsed about Makerah’s thrusting cock, her tendrils drove deeper into him, changing him, molding him.

Conditioning him to her control.

He crushed her against the wall, the power of his thrusts growing as she rummaged through the Unbound Marid’s essence. He sucked at Faiza’s neck, grunting like a wild animal. Faiza ached with the strength of his thrust, a pleasant pain that mixed with the pleasure of his cock.

“Cum in me!” Hecate moaned through Faiza, a second, delicious orgasm wracking her body. “Give everything to me!”

Makerah slammed into Faiza. His cock throbbed. Hot cum pumped into Faiza. His essence. Makerah would be all hers. She let the bliss wash through her. If Rashid should fail her needs, his replacement waited.

“Yes!” she cried out. Such power was within her grasp. The Hidden Realms would be hers.

Killing Kyle would merely be a bonus.

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Zaritha wove the image of Jabal al-Dhukan out of crackling fire. It rose out of the barren, red waste of the Ghul lands. A single, rearing mountain. Its slopes were the same, rust red as the rest of the wastelands, but its summit was scorched black. It was like some great fire had consumed the top of the mountain.

Britney leaned closer, examining the slopes, looking at the terrain. It was open. There were very little folds or wrinkles to the mountain. No canyons or draws. It was almost a symmetrical cone rising out of the land.

“It is not natural,” she said.

“It was built,” Zaritha agreed. “A prison for the most powerful and dangerous beings. Only the union of all four elemental powers can open it. Anyone can be thrown in, but the five Djinn tribes have to agree to release the prisoner.”

“I thought we only needed the four elements,” Fumi said. “I know we have Christy’s staff giving us access to the Ghul’s element.”

“The Ghul guard it. They determine who can approach it. But with Christy’s staff, we can bypass their roaming packs that haunt the wastelands and appear upon the summit. Hopefully, they will have no idea we are coming.”

“I don’t think our luck is that good,” Kyle grunted.

Zaritha raised her eyebrows. “Have you offended Tyche?”

Kyle frowned. “Who?”

“Luck goddess,” Christy answered.

“That is why we should always plan for the worse,” Britney said. “We shall assume the Ghul’s will come to defend the mountain. Where do we have to be to free Kalila?”

“Here,” Zaritha said, pointing to the south slope. Her image enlarged, showing of a more detailed area of the rocky slope. Set into the mountain’s slope was an iron disk. “That is the prison door. All four elements must be directed into it at the same time. The locks will turn and Kalila will be freed.”

“All right,” Kyle nodded. “Concubines will form the perimeter. Aaliyah, Zaritha, and Hawaa will conjure homunculi.”

“The mountain isn’t our home,” Aaliyah whispered. “I cannot form my homunculi away from our hearth.”

“Well, I want to rescue a hot Ifrit and I want the place well guarded so that I may take my pleasure upon her body right there on the rocky waste.”

“Sex is really the great go around to your limitations, Aaliyah,” laughed Fatima.

“Kalila will burn your cock off, Master,” snorted Zaritha. “She is…feisty.”

“How did you imprison her?”

“Treachery,” Zaritha answered. “I placed an emerald necklace about her throat.”

Aaliyah shuddered. “That is similar to what Christy used on me.”

“Sorry,” Christy muttered.

“You are forgiven,” Aaliyah said. “Emerald gemstones rob us of thought. We cannot control our physical bodies and fall into a coma.”

“How fascinating,” murmured Britney. “Diamond keeps you from teleporting and transforming into your essence, sapphire blocks your telepathy.”

“What does a ruby do?” asked Fatima.

“Block telepathy,” Aaliyah answered.

“That’s weird. It does the same thing as sapphire.”

“A ruby is a type of sapphire,” Britney corrected. “The color comes from various impurity in the crystal.”

“Oh.”

“I can teleport us here,” Christy announced, rising up. “I have a good fix in my mind.”

“Let’s get in and out as fast as possible,” Kyle said as he touched Christy.

Britney reached out and placed her arm on Christy’s other shoulder. Phillipa’s trembling hand touched Britney’s free hand. Britney gave her mate a squeeze, flashing Phillipa a reassuring smile over her shoulder.

The concubines pressed in, all reaching out to touch someone. Britney felt a pair of hands on her back. She may not be one of Kyle or his wives sexual partners, but the Rakshasa was still glad to be apart of this caring family.

“Do it, Christy,” Kyle ordered.

Space warped around them. Britney marveled at the non-euclidean geometry her brain tried to interpret as Christy transported them. Her entire body felt compressed, folded. Her atoms felt forced together, overcoming the elemental forces of nature and transforming her into one, giant, impossible atom.

And then her atoms sprang back apart and she unfolded upon the slopes of a the red mountain. Britney stumbled, the ground uneven beneath her feet, and Phillipa gasped, falling backward. Britney seized her mate, keeping her upright as the Rakshasa struggled to maintain her balance.

“Shit!” Phillipa gasped as they both fell over, Britney landing atop her.

“Fuck!” Fatima cursed behind them. “Thanks, Christy, you landed me in a hole. I think I wrenched my knees. Fuck, that hurts!”

“Conjure the homunculi!” Kyle shouted.

Britney heard the alarm in his voice. She took a deep breath as she struggled to rise. Death permeated her nose. Black Ghuls rose up around the rocks around them, howling with rage, and charged at the concubines.

The Ghuls were waiting for them.

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Kyle summoned Earthbones.

The Ghuls howled with bloodlust as they swarmed towards Kyle’s family. The foul things were naked, covered by waxy, black or gray skin. They moved with a hunched over, clawing gait, their eyes shining red. Some blurred into writhing clouds of greasy, black smoke, rolling across the rocky ground.

“Get ready, girls!” Shannon cried out, the older concubine, gesturing. “Toni, Alexina, Carla head north. Mindy and Lois, cut off that group slithering up the left flank. Ann, Kayleah, and Chyna protect the Witches. And Hawaa, generate those homunculi or I’ll spank your ass so hard!”

“Yes!” squeaked Hawaa, the Si’lat reaching behind to touch her sore ass.

Kyle strode out to the front, flanked by Ms. Capello and Zaritha. Fire blossomed from the Ifrit, surging out to form a pair of living, fiery guardians. The first Ghuls howled towards him. Kyle commanded the earth to rise, thrusting up before the first one.

The sound of crunching bones was quite satisfying.

The concubines fierce cries echoed across the mountain as they surged into the Ghuls. Fire crackled and wind howled. The air grew dry as Britney gathered water to lash at the Ghuls. A Ghul rushed at him, teeth gnashing.

Kyle’s katana slashed down, flaring gold. The Ghul’s flesh parted, a horrible stench rising up. Ms. Capello’s hand lashed out, blurring with her enhanced speed. She seized a cloud of block, rotten stench—a Ghul traveling as its essence. Thanks to Christy’s magic, the concubine was able to grip the cloud and forced the Ghul to assume its physical form.

“What?” the astonished Ghul hissed before Ms. Capello tore out its throat with her fingers.

“Watch behind us!” Shannon shouted. “Fumi needs help! Alexina, get down there!”

How’s the battle going? Kyle asked as his sword cut down another Ghul. He couldn’t take the time to scan. He was in the thick of it. Fire crackled on his right. Zaritha’s flames burning hot, guiding the Ghul towards him, protecting the witches and Aaliyah as they stood at the metal door. Zaritha couldn’t kill, but she could interfere.

*Christy is healing Fatima. She broke her leg when we appeared on the mountain slope. Fumi is pressed, but Britney is handling things well on your right. We’re holding.*

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Faiza was missing from his bed when he arose. Dawn was approaching. Rashid slept later than he had planned, drained by his new wife’s insatiable lusts. If Rashid’s guess was right, Kyle would assault Jabal al-Dhukan at dawn. The Ghul were nocturnal. If Tariq listened to his messenger, Kyle would be swarmed under by the hungry Ghul. They would feast on his flesh and suck the marrow from his bones.

Then he could do something about Faiza. He couldn’t let her stay and worm Hecate’s influence into his court. But until Kyle was dealt with, he needed to keep Faiza around. She was Kyle’s mother. And when he—

A thought entered Rashid’s mind. Was there another way to use Faiza against Kyle?

Rashid created silk clothing to wrap around his body as he slipped from his room and headed to his study. He wanted to watch Jabal al-Dhukan and witness Kyle’s destruction. He barely noticed his servants prostrating themselves as he passed. He reached his study, pushing through the curtains of blue silk.

Faiza was in there, draped in the thinnest, most transparent blue silk. She may as well be naked for all the modesty her clothing provided. She sat before his table, his scrying mirror set upon it. She had activated it, showing off the slope of the mountain.

“He just arrived,” Faiza purred, giving him a smokey look. “My son and his whores. The Ghul are swarming him.”

Excitement trembled through Rashid as he sat beside her on the tasseled cushions, gazing into the mirror. Kyle’s Jann sword flashed gold as he manipulated the earth of on the mountain side. Jann, Ifrit, and Si’lat homunculi appeared as his women surged out.

“What are those women?” Rashid frowned. The one next to Kyle seized a Ghul in its vapor form, forcing the Ghul into its physical form. “I thought the majority of his women were human?”

“They are,” Faiza frowned. “Aaliyah is a Jann and I really did not know Fumi well, but the rest were definitely human.”

“Then explain that.”

Those supposedly human female were ripping the Ghul to pieces. Rashid looked on in disbelief. The Ifrit were the most martial of the Djinn, but the Ghul were the most ferocious. And they were falling like chaff before Kyle’s concubines.

“No wonder the Unbound failed,” Rashid groaned.

“They are familiars,” Faiza whispered. “Christy and the other witches have enhanced them. They are beyond humans.”

Scattered between the concubines were Kyle and his wives wielding the four elemental artifacts. Earth erupted, fire burned, wind howled, and water surged. The Ghul were faltering beneath the onslaught. Rashid spotted Tariq howling center of a pack of the largest of the beasts.

Kyle charged towards that pack, his sword smoothing the ground before him as he raced towards the Sheikh. Two of his concubines raced at his side. One was Zaritha, her fire lashing out and driving back Ghul’s trying to flank them. She couldn’t kill a Ghul without breaking the Laws of the Djinn, but that didn’t make her fire any more threatening to the near-mindless brutes.

“Tariq better rip him apart.” Rashid tried to maintain his calm. The walls of his study pressed in around him.

“He will fail,” Faiza predicted. “The Djinn are not at all capable of dealing with them.”

“I will have to increase the number of homunculi guarding the palace.”

“And dismiss your Ifrit,” she smiled. “Kalila will be freed in the hour. You are about to lose control of everything.”

It crystallized in his mind. There was only one way out of this mess. Kyle had to be eliminated. Force had failed. Everyone that had clashed with him was defeated. Even now the youth was carving through Tariq’s most powerful followers. The Sheikh was about to fall and Kyle would have secured the Ifrit’s help.

“If you are really Kyle’s mother, then you must know things about Kyle,” Rashid said. “Things that I or any other Djinn would have no way of knowing about.”

Faiza’s eyes were dark and penetrating. “Why?”

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Kyle wasn’t sure who this Ghul was. But he seemed important. He seemed older, more bent and craggy than the other Ghuls. And Kyle had to cut through a pack of the biggest, meanest brutes on the mountainside to reach him.

A towering Ghul sprang in front of Kyle, sweeping its clawed hands down at Kyle. He moved his katana, slicing through the monster’s hand. A second slash cut across the Ghul’s body, felling the black-skinned brute.

“That’s the Sheikh,” Zaritha shouted. “We can end this if we take him.”

“Ms. Capello!” Kyle shouted, pointing his finger.

The Ghul Sheikh dissolved into black vapor. Ghuls were made of the fumes of death, their essence foul and rotten. Ms. Capello surged forward past him, seizing the black vapor as the Sheikh attempted to rise up into the sky. She wrestled the vapor to the ground, forcing the Sheikh to rematerialize.

Kyle stepped up, placing the sharp edge of his sword against the elder Ghul’s neck. “Surrender.”

The Ghul hissed and spit, struggling in Ms. Capello’s grip. His claws racked down her side, blood welling down her side, but she didn’t cry out in pain, keeping a tight grip.

Kyle pressed his sword harder into the Ghul’s neck and declared in his most commanding voice, “Surrender Tariq or I will take your head off.”

“You will rue this, boy!” spat the Ghul.

“Sultan,” Kyle corrected. He pressed a little harder; the edge of his sword drew blood.

The Ghul stopped struggling.

“Call off your people, swear oaths to your new Sultan, and I shall let you live.” Kyle shoved a little harder, more blood trickled around the edge of Kyle’s katana. “Keep defying me and not only will I end your miserable existence, I will kill far more of your tribe today. You have seen my women’s skill. They will fall like bowling pins.”

“Fine!” hissed Tariq. “The Ghul shall follow your rule, Sultan of the Djinn.”

“Announce it to your people! Call them off! Now!”

“Yes…Sultan.”

Kyle pulled his sword away, ignoring the hatred burning in the Ghul’s eyes. Kyle didn’t care. He was here to secure the Ifrit, not the Ghul.

Sheikh Tariq rose up, holding a hand to his bleeding throat. “Surrender!” he hissed, his voice booming down the mountain. “Stop the feast.”

Are there any casualties? Kyle thought to Aaliyah as he seized the Ghul Sheikh’s arm. Ms. Capello held a firm grip on the other.

*Nothing serious. The witches are healing Mindy.*

“Are you okay?” Kyle asked his bleeding concubine.

“I’m fine,” Ms. Capello answered as they marched the Ghul towards the prison. “Christy’s enhancements are quite amazing. I don’t even feel the pain.”

“We kicked their asses, big bro,” Fatima smiled, sauntering up.

“How’s your leg?” Kyle asked as she pressed against his side.

“Just fine,” she smiled, standing up on her tip-toes to give him a kiss. “But that hurt. Teleporting onto a mountain slope is a bad idea.”

Fumi strolled up, Windfeather transformed into her glasses. Her all-white eyes fixed on Kyle and she smiled. The breeze whipping down the mountain’s slope painted the world for his wife. “The Ghuls are pulling back,” she reported, giving him a smile. “That was quite intense. One of them took a bite out Alexina’s leg.”

“Is she fine?” Kyle asked, looking down the slope for his blonde-haired concubine.

“Sable attended to her,” Fumi nodded. “And I feathered the brute that bit her.”

Tariq thrashed in Kyle’s arm. “You murdered so many of my people.”

Fumi arched on eyebrow. “You attacked us.”

“You trespassed on our land.” He licked his lips, inhaling deeply. “So much fresh, delicious meat violating my land. We had every right.”

“And how did you know we were coming?” Britney asked.

Kyle halted before the iron disk set into the blasted, red rock of the mountainside. Britney, Christy, and Aaliyah waited there. The Rakshasa fixed her fierce eyes on Tariq, the black stripes just fading from her face.

“Answer her,” Kyle said, squeezing Tariq’s arm. “You were waiting for us.”

“Rashid,” the creature hissed. “He told me you would come to free a prisoner.”

“How did he know?” Zaritha demanded. “I never told him that I hid Kalila here. How could he possibly know this is where we’d be?”

“A spy.”

Britney’s words sent a chill through Kyle’s blood.

“Only our family knew we were coming here,” Kyle told her. “Me, you, your mate, my wives, and the concubines. Who could have betrayed us?”

“Zaritha mentioned that she knew how to bring the Ifrit to you in open court yesterday,” Britney pointed out. “It was the logical, next step.”

“And how did he know this is where Kalila was?” Zaritha asked. “Did Hawaa slip him a message. Or one of those two daughters that fawn over Fumi.

Fumi swelled up. “Naila and Tarah were the ones that told me of Hawaa’s plans.”

“Hawaa didn’t betray us,” Kyle growled. “No one did. They are our family, Zaritha.”

The Ifrit shrank before his gaze.

“Rashid may have guessed where you hid her. Or he may have always known.”

“Well, let us free her and leave,” Aaliyah declared. “This mountain top is not the place to discus this.”

Kyle nodded and stepped up to the circle. Fatima, Fumi, and Britney spread out around it, all holding their weapons, Windfeather flowing like green quicksilver down Fumi’s body to become her asymmetrical bow, called a yumi.

“Focus your elements into the disk,” Zaritha said.

Kyle commanded the earth to touch the disk. Wind blew, rippling Fatima’s fire that danced upon the disk. Britney’s rain hissed as it fell onto Fatima’s flames, the steam whipping around their feet. The disk trembled and Kyle made the earth pry it up. It held for a moment, a great, magical force fighting Kyle’s command. But the power was eroded away and the disk was lifted up.

Curled inside was a naked woman, an emerald collar about her throat, sleeping peacefully. Her hair was black, her skin dark-caramel. Kyle bent down and scooped up the unconscious Ifrit and removed her collar.

Her eyes fluttered up, red and hot, gazing up at him. A smile crossed her lips, her hand touched his cheek. “You have saved me,” she purred, her voice liquid fire.

“Let’s return to Khoshilat Maqandeli,” he commanded. “And prepare for Sheikh Haleem’s arrival.”

To be continued…

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“Bailiff, check the subjects moisture.”

I felt someone pinch my nipple. Then I felt something being pressed into me. Now my eyes were open. My nose began to itch and I tried to scratch it. My hands would not move. They were tied to the arms of a chair. The back of the chair was tilted back slightly. Looking down I saw that my legs were spread like I was in the Gynecologist office. I tried to close my legs but I could not. The bailiff had a smile on her face as she slowly pushed the thing into me. Her back was to the judge so the judge could not see what she was doing to my nipples. Pinching and kneading nipples as I stared at the strange woman. I felt the all too familiar feeling building deep inside me. My nipples are very sensitive and honestly I can come just by pinching and pulling them.

Then she stopped. The bitch stopped. I was close. I don’t like being left hanging.

“She is 100 percent your honor.”

I thought to myself, Of course I am 100 percent. Now if you will just twist my nipple another minute, I will show you 1000 percent.

“I think this court needs to see if the subject will be able to complete her sentence,” The judge said.

“What sentence? What have I been accused of? What did I do wrong? Don’t I get an attorney?” I said.

“Silence Bitch,” the judge yelled. “One more outburst and your sentence will be increased!”

Then my big mouth opened and I yelled things I never knew I could.

“Put a gag in her.”

I did not hear the gag order as I continued to yell. Then something large was pushed into my mouth and tied around my head. Instantly I could no longer yell.

Lets see if she has the right stuff, shall we?

I watched as the judge, bailiff and two other women gathered around my chair. The judge began to knead my right breast and nipple. The bailiff did the same to my left breast and nipple. Each of the other women massaged my legs and arms. Then one of them, began to rub my foot. God, do I love my feet massaged. No I am not into a foot fetish, I don’t think. It just feels so damn good.

The feeling was back and I was moaning through the the gag. I hoped they would continue until it was too late. They kept massaging my body until… they stopped. No, this is not right. Why the hell did they stop. I am so turned, if a humming bird passed by my clit, I would cum.

The judge stepped forward, smiled, twisted each nipple, then she toyed with my clit. Her fingernail just crazed it. That was it. I froze in my seat. My head was thrown back like I had just hit a brick wall with my car. She pressed a little harder and I cammmmmmm. You have to understand, I don’t just cum a little. I cum a lot. Past girlfriends have said that I cum so much that I could fill a bottle. No, its not piss. Piss is thin. My cum is thick like honey. I don’t know where or how I can produce so much, but I pump it out. And today was no disappointment. But this time I had a whopper of an orgasm. Multiple.

“She will do fine but I think because of her little outburst, she will do 55 gallons instead of 55 days,” the judge said as she stood looking at me.

“Helen B Yates, this court finds you guilty of doing unnatural things in your car while parked in our town. You were observed, touching yourself while sitting in a no parking zone. You will be incarcerated in our town jail and will serve sentence until you are done. I must warn you that you will be jailed with twenty other women who will make sure you fill your obligation. These women have not been able to succeed, but they will be informed that you are the one. They will make sure that you fill the 55 gallon drum with your cum. These are desperate women. They know what they have to do.

“They will do whatever is necessary to make you cum.”

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Monica and Valerie, two teammates, confront Nicole and Lisa about their sexual exploits, and both reveal their own incestual sexual relationships. Lisa expresses her desire to seduce her brother into fuckiing her. I fuck Nicole and Lisa right after soccer practice while they are both hot and sweaty (a newly discovered kink). They suck my cum out of each other’s pussy. Nicole proposes an idea to help seduce Lisa’s brother to fuck her.

For the next two weeks, I fucked Nicole’s teenage cunt every night after soccer practice when we had finished dinner. Lisa came over about three nights out of each week under the premise of “working on a final class project for graduation requirements” so her parents wouldn’t be suspicious of anything. I fucked both of them on those nights.

The Monday of the week of graduation, I received a text from Nicole during the day while she was at school. ‘Hey, baby! I have an idea. One of my friends on the soccer team, Monica said she and her boyfriend did this Saturday afternoon after they worked out at the gym, and god, it sounds so fucking hot!!’

Her text continued, ‘She said that her boyfriend asked her on the way home from the gym if he could fuck her before she took a shower and cleaned up. She asked him, ‘you want to fuck me while I’m all hot and sweaty? Before I shower and get all clean and sweet smelling for you?’ Monica told me her boyfriend said that’s exactly what he wanted to do. She said it was so fucking hot and sexy.’

Finishing her text, she said, ‘I want you to fuck me as soon as I come in from practice. I’m making sure I go extra hard this afternoon to get really lathered up good and sweaty, and smelling like a lockerroom for you. Oh, and when you pick me up, don’t turn on the AC at all. Leave it off so the car will be super warm, that way I can still sweat some more for you on our way home. Love you!’

Holy shit! My niece is becoming more and more of a total fuck slut every single time I turn around. Now she wants to fuck right after workout before cleaning up first. Wow! I could hardly wait for practice to be over.

When practice was done, she went to the locker room with Lisa for a few minutes. Lisa said, “You aren’t taking a shower and changing out of your practice clothes before heading home with Uncle Dave?”

“Nope. Remember how Monica said her boyfriend fucked her as soon as they got back from the gym this past Saturday, and didn’t want her to shower first? That sounds so fucking awesome, I told Uncle Dave I wanted him to fuck me like that this evening,” Nicole told Lisa.

“Damn, Nicole!! I hope Uncle Dave really gets his rocks off railing you like that! Let me know if he enjoys it,” Lisa told her.

Nicole said, “Oh, trust me. If he enjoys it half as much as I think he will, we’re both going home tomorrow after practice without showering first.”

As my niece got into the car, she leaned over to give me a kiss, and told me, “Take a good whiff, Sweetie! Do you like the way your princess smells after a full blown practice?”

“Let’s get home, Sweetheart! Your sweat smell is making my dick hard! I’m finding your scent so beautiful. You’re about to get fucked really good and hard, but I want to lick that sweaty cunt of yours first,” I told her.

As we walked into the apartment, I closed the door behind us and then grabbed her by the arm, pulling her into the bedroom. We ripped off each other’s clothes, and were soon fully naked before each other. Nicole was still dripping in sweat from the vigorous workout that their coach had put them through. Her skin was covered in a heavy coat of perspiration, and I could see that her pussy lips were also very wet. I wasn’t sure if it was sweat, pussy juice, or both, and that moment didn’t really care. All I know is I wanted to taste and smell her pink cunt as soon as I could get my face buried in it.

I pushed her onto the bed, and she spread her legs wide open, then grabbed her pussy lips with both hands and spread them as wide as she could get them. My god, she was soaked through and through with soccer perspiration. Even her beautifully soft hair was drenched. It was fucking amazing to see.

Laying down in front of her, I put my face up against her love tunnel, and inhaled the aroma. It was like nothing I had ever smelled before. Whereas Nicole’s pussy had always smelt divinely feminine, and freshly clean, this time her fuck slit was reeking of sweat and odor, and had a distinctively female athletic scent to it. There was absolutely no question that she had put her body through a serious workout.

Plunging into her cunt with my tongue, I could taste the saltiness and slightly sour taste of her post-soccer practice pussy, and began to lick, slurp, and probe steadily. My niece started to coo and moan with pleasure, and pushed my head further into her twat. I continued to tongue fuck her for quite a while, and started to intermittently flick her love button as well, going from driving my tongue deep into her, to flicking her clit; then back to tongue drilling, then back to her clit.

She was starting to feel the oncoming orgasm, and told me, “Oh yeah, Uncle Dave! Ummmm!! Eat my sweaty, smelly soccer pussy, baby! Does it taste salty enough for you?”

“Ummmm! Ummmm! Ummmmm!” was all I could muster while slurping her pussy nectar mixed with her perspiration, as she began to start her cumming crescendo. It became more intense by the moment, and she kept pushing my face deeper into her pelvic region, holding me tight as she squirted cunt honey all over my face, nose, mouth, and chin. It tasted completely different this time. So salty, so sour, yet so delectably tasty and warm. It was fabulous. And I hadn’t even fucked her yet.

When she finished, I looked up at her, and she gazed at me, stroking my hair while smiling softy. Then she said, “God fuck! That was everything Monica said it would be, Uncle Dave. Fuck me, now?”

She didn’t have to tell me twice. My cock was a solid shaft of steel at this point, and her pussy was drenched, so the time was now. I mounted her, put my cock up inside her freshly eaten pussy, and put my arms around her, holding her in a tight embrace. She locked her legs around my waist, and whispered into my ear, “Fuck your niece, Uncle Dave. Fuck your sweaty, hot, perspiring niece! I love the way you fuck me! Give it to me.”

I began to move my hips back and forth, slightly up and down, screwing Nicole’s gorgeous fuck hole nice and slow, enjoying the warmth of it, while savoring her beauty. I inhaled her body aroma that was now a combination of dried perspiration and her own female scent. Totally intoxicating.

“Do you like the way I smell after practice, baby? Does it turn you on knowing my pussy was getting all sweaty during sprints and during scrimmage drills?” she asked.

“Oh yeah, Princess! I love the way you reek after practice. It’s such a hot and sultry scent. You are absolutely divine,” I told her.

She clenched her legs a little tighter around me and pulled me closer to her. My cock was now a complete prisoner of her cunt, with no possibility of parole until my niece decided to unlock the gates that were her gorgeous tanned legs. Nicole kept me like that for fifteen or twenty minutes, while also keeping her arms wrapped tightly around me. We were completely locked in a lover’s embrace fully and strongly.

My uncle spunk began to make its way up from my balls, and I told her, “Princess, Uncle Dave is about to shoot his love juice up your pussy. Lock your legs around me tighter, baby! Make me cum hard, honey!”

She latched on even tighter, ensuring that I was completely docked to her cunt with my dick. The feeling of an impending cum shot was growing more rapidly with every passing second. I looked into Nicole’s eyes, and said very softly, “Here it comes, princess. I love you so much, honey! You’re getting another load, Sweetie.”

And with that, my jizz erupted into her awaiting pussy, fully coating its walls, and flowing freely into her. Nicole said, “Ummmm! Baby! It’s so warm going into me. God, it feels so good every time you do that. It’s so fucking awesome to feel your cum inside me.”

I finally stopped spurting, and continued to lay on top of her for a several minutes before pulling out of her and laying beside her. We kissed deeply and passionately for a few minutes, while she again held her hips and legs up in the air to ensure that none of my baby batter leaked out of her.

“Can’t risk losing any of your cum, Uncle Dave. Who knows? The lucky swimmer might be in this load. Gotta give them all a chance to reach the finish line,” she said with a giggle.

I stroked her hair softly, then caressed her face, and kissed her gently on the lips. “I love you so much, Princess. We’re gonna put a baby in you for sure. I want you to be a mommy, Sweetheart. I want you to give us a baby girl so she can be spoiled just like her momma growing up.”

She said, “I know you will spoil her, honey. We’re gonna spoil her together once she gets here.”

Nicole continued, “Uncle Dave? Did you really truly enjoy fucking me while I was all hot and sweaty just a few minutes ago? I mean, does it turn you on smelling my odor after a workout?”

I looked at her and said, “Baby, you turn me on. I absolutely enjoy fucking you. But yes, that was pretty fucking hot and kinky, to be honest.”

She smiled and said, “Good! Because your second niece wants you fuck her all hot and sweaty tomorrow night. You can fuck both of us! Think you have a double load of uncle spunk for after practice tomorrow?”

“I can’t wait to fuck Lisa tomorrow evening, honey. And yes, I’ll have two loads of cum; one for each of you. Have her tell her parents that we’ve invited her over for dinner so you guys can work on the “graduation project” since it’s due Thursday, and graduation is Saturday. Oh and don’t forget, your mom will be flying in Friday afternoon as well. You, her, and me are going to have a graduation celebration Saturday night!”

“Yay!! She exclaimed! I think I know what kind of celebration we’re going to have, Uncle Dave! Can I guess? Does it involve your cock?”

I laughed softly and said, “Of course it involves my cock, Princess. What kind of celebration would it be without involving my cock, and both yours and your mom’s beautiful pussies and your gorgeous toes!”

I continued, “And check with Lisa too. If her parents have something planned for her, that’s fine. You and I will give her a celebration next week one afternoon. But if she doesn’t have any plans, invite her to come over Saturday night as well.”

“Thanks, Uncle Dave!! I’ll check with her. She will probably be able to let us know tomorrow night when she comes over for you to fuck her. If she can come Saturday night, can she go with us to get our toes done when mom gets here Friday afternoon? Your nieces can’t be caught dead at graduation without pretty toes. We would be the only girls there without freshly polished toes, and that cannot happen. And we need to get new lashes too so we can be the hottest looking girls getting our diplomas,” she said with a smile.

I looked at her with loving eyes, and said, “Princess, have I ever told you ‘No’ to anything in your entire life? Of course Lisa can come with us Friday, and yes, I will take care of it all of it. Both of you will absolutely be the hottest looking girls sporting a cap and gown on Saturday!”

“Thank you, Uncle Dave! We’ll both make you proud of us! I promise!” Nicole said.

She got up, and went into the shower to clean up. I laid in the bed for a while, still admiring the beauty, the sexuality, the kinkiness, and the passion that my niece displayed.

****

Ping. Ashley texted Nicole that evening after she had gone to bed. “Hey, honey. Call me when you have a minute. Need to talk to you. Love you!”

Immediately, Nicole sat up in the bed, and told me, “Uncle Dave, mom just texted me and said I need to call her. I’m gonna put her on speaker.”

“Mom, hey. What’s up? I’ve got you on speaker with Uncle Dave,” Nicole told her mom.

Ashley said, “Hey, honey! Hey, Dave! How are you both doing?”

“Hey, Ash,” I replied. “We’re both doing well. So, what’s up with the late night phone call?”

There was a bit of silence on the other end, and then my sister started. “Nicole, Sweetie. The company has given me a transfer and I have to leave Thursday morning. I’m getting a promotion to International Director of Tech Operations for the entire company! It’s a gigantic salary boost and it’s the third most important position in our company behind President and Vice-President.”

Nicole said, “Wow! That’s so fucking awesome, mom!! I’m so happy for you. You’ve been wanting that spot for a long time and now you’ve finally earned it! But where are they transferring you to, and you said this Thursday?”

“That’s right, honey. This Thursday. I have to start on Friday of this week. They are transferring me to their overseas office in London, in the UK. I’ll be there for eight weeks to train, and then they will transfer me to possibly Rome, Italy, or maybe to Barcelona, Spain,” she said. “That transfer should be the permanent one.”

Ashley continued, “Baby, I am so sorry I won’t b able to make your graduation in person. But the company said it the transfer needed to happen now due to logistical reasons, and that the London office wanted me to start immediately so we can ensure that systems are in place properly since I am taking over and they want me to make any changes necessary to improve our tech business model.”

Nicole took a couple of deep breaths, and said, “Well, that part of it really fucking sucks, mom. But, I get it. In the big picture, it is the best thing that could happen for your career; you’ve worked your ass off and now it’s time to reap the rewards! Hey, will have your internet up and running Saturday?”, she asked her mom.

“I will, honey. But remember, London is a few hours ahead of your local time,” my sister told her. “What’s your thinking?”

“Well, graduation is going to be live streamed on our school website this year. They said it was to make it easier for all the people who couldn’t make it, like grandparents out of town, or other family members. They said it was to help everybody be able to celebrate their son or daughter, since seating tickets are limited anyway,” Nicole said. “So, I’ll send you the invite link Friday when they give it us, and it’ll be just like if you were there!”

I told Ashley, “Congratulations on the promotion, Sweetie! I am so proud of my sister. Definitely well-deserved and yes, you have worked your sweet little ass off to get to this spot. I’m going to miss you so much though!”

“Thanks, baby! I’m going to miss you to, for a whole lot of reasons,” Ashley said very seductively. “But, when my vacation time comes around during the December holidays, I’m flying out to spend two weeks with you both. The company will pay for my vacation trips back stateside. I will get two or three two-week trips each calendar year,” Ashley told us both.

“Nicole, honey. When I get settled in either Rome, or Barcelona, you can move here and stay with me, or if you prefer, you can stay with your Uncle Dave. What do you think, sweetie?”

Nicole looked at me, and I told her, “You do whatever you want, Princess. It’s your decision. You love your mom, and your mom loves you. I love you both very much. I’m not going to influence this one either way, but I will support it either way because of my love for you both.”

Nicole grabbed my hand and gave it a squeeze, then smiled at me. She then told Ashley, “Mom, I really miss you and love you so much. You have always put yourself second to make sure that I was taken care of and that I never lacked for anything. It’s time for you to focus on you. I think I want to stay stateside and start college this fall to get a degree. Maybe even coach some pee-wee league soccer to teach little girls the right way to play the game.”

Ashley said, “You know what, honey. I think that is absolutely the perfect choice! If you decide later that you want to come the Europe and live, and maybe help teach soccer over there, we’ll figure out how to make it happen. And Dave, if you decide you want to head across the pond as well, that would be so fucking amazing. But all of that is way later.”

I replied, “Thanks, honey. But I’m wondering about one thing though. What about if you are pregnant from our little romps a couple of weeks ago? How’s that gonna work with your new job and everything?”

Ashley told us, “Oh, don’t worry about that, either of you. I already told the company there’s a chance I might be having a baby and that I was concerned about that and taking the promotion. They have guaranteed me it won’t be an issue. They said that they will pay for all doctor visits, all care and follow ups, and will even provide a doctor through the company. And….get this, guys! They are going to pay a full-time nurse and nanny to take care of the baby!”

She began to get very excited, telling us, “Dave, our child will have a full-time nanny until he/she graduates from HS if I need that service. It’s all part of the compensation package. And we will have full coverage for everything. Clothing allowance, food allowance, car expense account, transit expense account, school tuition paid in full, everything!”

Nicole told her mom, “Mom! You have finally hit the big time! You’ve earned it! I love you so much and you are the greatest mom in the world!”

Ashley said, “I love you so much, honey. I’m going to miss seeing you in person, but we can facetime a couple of times a week, or whenever you want! Dave, I love you so much! Thanks for always taking care of me, and for making Nicole your Princess! She’s yours, forever! Love you both.” Then she disconnected the call.

Nicole told me, “Uncle Dave, did I make the right choice, I mean, to stay here?”

I hugged her tight and told her, “Princess, whatever choice you made was the going to be the right one. And you heard your mom, if you change your mind and want to go over there later on and live there instead, she would work it out. Who knows, maybe both of us will go live over there with her eventually.”

She looked up at me, smiled, and kissed me. Then said, “Thanks, Uncle Dave. You always have the perfect way to make me feel better. Then she said, “Fuck me in the morning before I go to class? I want your cum to soak my panties during first and second period.”

“You got it, Princess. One royal fucking of your pussy tomorrow morning before class. But no being late to school on account of that. You can’t be coming to campus late, and telling them ‘Sorry, I’m late this morning. My uncle and I were fucking and I lost track of time.” I told her with a laugh.

She laughed, saying “Uncle Dave. I needed that laugh. I love you so much. And I am pretty sure I’m not the only girl in my senior class who is getting their pussy fucked by either their uncle, their dad, or their brother. I’ve seen how some of the girls on the team look at these family members sometimes, and I’ve definitely seen more than just a little bit of incestuous lustful looks given to several of my teammates by some of their family members.”

Her comments about several of her soccer teammates began to make my cock hard, thinking about the fact that several of those gorgeous girls were enjoying the love and sexual bliss that only their dads, brothers, or uncles could bestow upon them. I began to wonder if Lisa, who was absolutely drop dead fucking gorgeous, and had such a smoking hot porcelain skin toned body, had also experienced a daddy fuck, or a brother fuck. I fell asleep with my rock hard in my hand.

“Hey, Sweetie! I’m your wake up call,” my niece said to me in an extremely sexy tone. She had already pulled back the covers, and was running her French manicured nails up and down my cock, that was growing rapidly. “Ummm, your cock is so amazing, Uncle Dave. I love it when you bury it into my pussy!”

After a few more minutes of stroking me, and jerking me off, I was beginning to ooze precum all over her fingers. She put each finger into her mouth separately and began to lick the sticky liquid off each one, smiling seductively during this time.

“Fill my pussy, Baby! Your little niece needs a creampie before going to class! Give it fast and hard so I’m not late and get in trouble.” She said.

I rolled on top of her, and drove my fuck stick into her wet cunt. God, my niece was so fucking horny, I thought. I found her sex drive to be insatiable, and her filthy kinks to be so fucking hot! She was not only my Princess, but she was my cum dump, kinky, spunk swallowing, pussy eating, cock sucking, fuck bunny princess.

My cock began to plow her tight hole more intensely, and Nicole said, “Ummmm, just like that, Uncle Dave. Plow my pussy and put your cum inside me! Fuck my pussy. It’s all yours, Uncle Dave, forever! I’m your cum slut!”

I told her, “Yes, you are, Princess! You are all mine! Your pussy is all mine and it’s my pink wet cum dumpster, Sweetie! Here it comes, my love!”

I began to thrust more vigorously, and harder, driving my cock as deep into her cunt as I could get it. My spunk began to shoot up inside her, and I felt it start to ooze all over her pussy walls, and into her tunnel. I pulled off when I was finished.

Nicole smiled a huge smile, and said, “That was amazing, Baby! It’s going to feel so good dripping out of me and into my panties in a little bit. I’m gonna hold it in until I get to school. So I gotta hurry and get ready. Lisa is picking me up in a few minutes. Pink or purple bikini thong panties, Uncle Dave. Which pair will leave a darker wet spot?” she asked.

God damn! She is an absolute fuck slut cum loving whore, I thought. She has completely gone down the sex rabbit hole and it was so hot! I wondered just how many other 18-year old girls were as sexually explicit as my beautiful niece. After what she said last night, I figured there were quite a few of them, and a good number of them were her teammates. I was hoping to find out sooner rather than later. “Pink, Sweetheart. That way the cum spot will show up nice and dark,” I told her.

*******

Nicole told Lisa about her mom’s new promotion and all the perks that came with it. Lisa was very happy and excited, saying, “Damn, girl! Your mom hit the jackpot! That’s fucking awesome. She definitely earned it though. I know how many times you’ve shared with me just how much work your mom put in with this company over the years. To get a spot like that at only 34-years old! Fucking job of a lifetime!”

Lisa continued, “But, it does kinda suck that she won’t be here this weekend for graduation. Did you tell her about the live stream feed so she can at least watch it like if she was there?”

“Yeah, I told her. I’m sending her the link and login information Friday as soon as they give it to all of us. Honestly, I’m so happy for mom with this. She has sacrificed everything for me since I was born, and she has always been sure to put me first, even denying herself things along the way. Uncle Dave made sure that she didn’t have to do that as much anymore when I started getting a little older,” Nicole said.

“So, was she ok with you not going to Europe to live with her once she gets settled?” Lisa asked.

Nicole said, “Oh, she was totally cool with it. She knows I want to go to school here, and maybe coach a youth girls team. We’re going to facetime whenever I want. She’s flying back here for two weeks in December at company expense, and they will pay her trip out here three times a year for two weeks each time, starting in January.”

Then Nicole said, “I feel a small wet spot developing on my panties. How big is it?”

“Hey, are you getting hornier already? We’re just barely pulling into the parking lot,” Lisa said.

Nicole laughed, and said, “No, you slut. Uncle Dave cream pied my pussy for me this morning. I told him I wanted to soak my panties during first period so I could feel his cum all day long.”

“That is so fucking hot!” Lisa said, as she peered between Nicole’s legs. Nicole held up her denim skirt so she could get a better view. “Ohhhh, yeah, girl. It’s becoming a nice little wet spot. Once you start walking down the hall to Economics class, it’s gonna really start to ooze and soak these panties really good!”

Nicole smiled, and said, “See you at practice later today. Oh, and it’s forecasted to be a really hot and humid day today. So that’s good for both of us. We’ll get really sweaty, and with my pussy already full of cum, that combination of odor is going to drive Uncle Dave wild. That’s why I had him shoot it up into me this morning.”

Lisa smiled and said, “Yeah! I can’t wait for tonight. See you at the stadium later.”

Ping. My phone went off. It was about 11:30 in the morning, and I was finishing up some work on the computer. It was a pic from Nicole. She sent a message with it. ‘Wanted you to see what you did to me this morning, babe! God, it feels so sticky and gooey! Ummmm!’

Below the message was a pic of her pink bikini panties, with a huge wet spot that was soaking through. My cum was staining the crotch of her panties, and the wet spot had obviously grown bigger since this morning, as I could see the residue that had dried just a bit in the inner-circle of the jizz-soaked area.

I sent her a smiley emoji. She texted back, ‘It’s going to be hot and humid today at practice. We’re going to be very sweaty when we get home. I told Lisa that we were not turning on the AC on the way home. Be ready. Love you so much.’

It was all I could do to stay focused on the work I needed to get done. The workload had begun to pile up quite a bit, which was good for the bank account, but it was keeping me very busy during the day lately. I guess it was also a good thing because it helped keep me from thinking about my gorgeous niece quite as much, which made it easier to not jerk off in the middle of the day, thinking about her beautiful pink pussy and the fact that I could fuck it whenever either of us wanted to.

“Damn, that was a helluva workout this afternoon, Nicole. Shit! Hotter than fuck on the pitch, and sweat is pouring off me. Normally, I would be really grossed out, and head straight for a nice hot shower before leaving the stadium,” Lisa said.

Nicole told her, “Trust me. It’s gonna be so worth it. I don’t think I’ve ever seen Uncle Dave that worked up, other than the night he fucked me the very first time. He was so fucking horny, and goddamn, was his dick fucking hard!”

“Oooooh! Nicole! I’m getting wet just thinking about it, and my pussy is already so soaked with perspiration. Let’s hurry and sneak out before any of the other girls notice that we aren’t showering after practice like we normally do. We might let something slip,” Lisa said.

As luck would have it, Monica and Valerie saw both of them as they were leaving. Monica said, “Hey, guys! Where are you both going in such a hurry? Aren’t you guys going to take a shower and cool down first? It was the hottest fucking day of the season today.”

“Hell yeah,” Valerie added. We’re so sweaty we can’t stand being around ourselves. What’s the hurry?”

Nicole said, “We just have to get back to my apartment. My uncle is fixing dinner for us and we don’t want to keep him waiting.”

“Yeah, Uncle Dave is fixing us a nice spread tonight and we told him we would come straight home,” Lisa added.

Monica and Valerie looked at Nicole inquisitively. “So, dinner before freshening up? And Lisa calls your uncle ‘Uncle Dave’? Ok, something doesn’t seem above board, ladies. C’mon, what gives? Nicole, we both know that your uncle absolutely adores you and has since you started with our club in middle school. And we’ve seen how he has also taken an interest in Lisa lately, too,” Monica told her.

Valerie interjected, “And, we didn’t want to say anything, but we both saw him pick you guys up from prom only about an hour into it, and, we saw him give you a kiss on the lips, Nicole.”

Nicole started to become flushed just a bit. Then Monica said, “Look, I know that you and your uncle are very close, especially since your mom has been out of town on business. We both saw you French kiss him the other day after practice when he picked you up.”

“You saw him kiss me the other day?” Nicole inquired.

Valerie nodded and grinned. “We did. And we both started to put things together. Picking up both of you early from prom; kissing you when you got into the car; always running to the car with a big smile on your face and jumping in and hugging his neck every time he picks you up. We got a pretty good idea of what’s happening.”

Lisa began to blush a little as well. “Monica, it’s not what you think,” she said.

Monica said, “Ummmm, yes. It’s exactly what we think, Lisa. Your boyfriend dumped you that same week and then you’re getting cozy with Nicole’s uncle, and now calling him ‘Uncle Dave’.”

Nicole stopped her, and said, “Ok. Look. You guys are dipping where you don’t need to be dipping. I’m 18 years old, and so is Lisa. Hell, all of us are. It’s not like any of us live in a convent or anything.”

“Nicole, honey. Chill for a minute, baby,” Monica said. “We aren’t saying anything about it is bad. Just making observations. So, tell me, is your uncle fucking you, and Lisa both?”

“Hey, you can trust us, girls. We aren’t gonna tell anyone a thing, are we Monica?” said Valerie.

Monica said, “No fucking way. Not ever! Simply because both of us have something to own to you , but you both have to come clean first. So, is your uncle fucking both of you?” she asked again.

Nicole looked at Lisa, who nodded her approval, and said, “Well, honestly, he is. Remember when you guys asked me at the start the of the spring season when we can back from winter break if I was still a virgin? You both wanted to know if I had ever fucked a guy. I told you guys that I was still pure and wasn’t going to let any guy screw me until I found the right guy, and that I wanted to wait till I was at least 18 for it to happen. I’m one of the youngest seniors on the team. All of you turned 18 in the fall semester.”

She continued, “So, when my mom left on her business trip, Uncle Dave and I started to ‘do stuff’ and then I asked him to take my cherry for me. We’ve been fucking like rabbits ever since.”

Monica looked at Lisa, and said, “So, how long has your ‘Uncle Dave been fucking you?”

“Well, the first time was prom night when you saw him pick us up. I had told Nicole that I thought he so fucking hot, and that is was so awesome knowing that she was getting screwed by him whenever she wanted. You guys know that my boyfriend didn’t even try to fuck me the last two weeks we were together before dumping me for that slut bitch cunt he was screwing behind my back. So I was really getting horny for a cock. Nicole set it up, and Uncle Dave was so willing to take care of me. He said I could call him that from now on that, and that he considered me to be his second niece from on.”

Nicole said, “Ok. Now you both know that I fuck my uncle, and that Lisa is his second piece of pussy. So, own up. What’s both of your secrets now that you know ours?”

Monica said, “Well, during holiday break, you know my family always takes a vacation up in the mountains and we rent a cabin for the week. My older brother and I have always shared a room with two beds since we were little. The first night we were there, it was brutally fucking cold, I mean brutal, bone chilling cold. Our room wasn’t getting warm hardly at all, despite the heat being on and dad leaving the fire place going.

“I was in a night shirt and panties. I can’t sleep in much else, so I didn’t want to put on a hoodie or any sweat pants. So, after a bit, I couldn’t stand it anymore ,and asked my brother if I could get into bed with him to keep warm. ‘Mike, I’m freezing over here. Is it ok if I get under the covers with you and try to get warm?

Mike told me, “Ok, Monica. I’m actually pretty fucking cold myself, if being honest. I’m wearing boxers so it’s not like I’m naked or anything.”

“I told him I was wearing panties so it wasn’t a big deal. I crawled into bed with him and snuggled up to him, telling him, ‘Oh man. Now it’s kinda warm. So much better. Thanks, Mike.”

Lisa said, “So how old is Mike again? I know you told us but how much older is he? And, just for the record, he’s fucking hot, Monica!”

“He’s 20. We’re two years apart, to the day. We have the same birthday, and our parents always throw us a big party to celebrate both of our birthdays. So, anyway, we stayed snuggled together for about an hour, and he rolled over on his side. I rolled over to face him. He said, ‘So, are you still with that guy you started dating last month? It’s cool if you are, but just so you know, your big brother doesn’t really care for him. I don’t like the way he talks to you or treats you most of the time.’

“I told Mike, ‘No. I dumped him like two weeks ago. And what really sucks is that I let him have my virginity really fast because I thought he really cared for me. Then he started treating me like shit. So I figured it out pretty fast, and dumped him.

“I haven’t had sex with any guy since because I don’t want to get hurt again, Mike. Thanks for caring about me and being such an awesome brother. He hugged me, and kissed me on the cheek. It felt really different. I mean, like my pussy was starting to get a little wet.

“I began to caress my brother’s cheek, and he told me, ‘Monica, this may sound really weird coming from your brother, but I gotta be honest. First, after I broke up with Stacy three months ago, I haven’t dated anyone else. She was a total fucking bitch. We started having sex pretty soon after dating, and then it pretty much became so plain and routine, and she wasn’t really enjoying it. And she started to really lean on me to buy her shit all the time, saying, ‘You can fuck me if you buy me this, or buy me that.’ And she never ever wanted to go down on me or let me go down on her. She started ignoring me during classes, and would sit on the other side of the room. After professor lectures, she would just leave with her friends and totally act like I wasn’t there. Until she wanted something bought for her, and then she would tell me, ‘Fuck me tonight, but let’s go to the mall first. Shit like that, so yeah, guys can be assholes, but girls can be bitches.’

“I looked at him and said, ‘Sounds like we both got burned, Mike. I’m your little sister, but am do you think I’m a bitch? Did I act like a bitch to Kevin?’

“Mike told me, ‘No way, Monica. You are definitely not a bitch. Not even close. Were you a pain my ass when you were in middle school and your freshman year in high school? Absolutely, but what little sister isn’t a pain in the ass to their older brothers at that age, right?’ he told me with a smile.

“Mike then told me something I will never forget, girls. ‘Monica, you are absolutely beautiful. You are what, 5’3”, maybe 105 pounds soaking wet? Your tits are what, 34C or so, and your long black hair falls all the way down to your waist just perfectly. You make me proud to be your older brother. If you weren’t my little sister, I wouldn’t hesitate to date you and ask you to be my girl.’

“Girls, I was now beginning to drip between my legs, hearing my brother tell me how beautiful he thought I was. I have always thought her was fucking handsome as fuck, and envied the girls that had the chance to date him ever since he was in high school.

“I told him, ‘Thanks, Mike. That really makes me feel special. So, can I tell you something?’ I asked him.

“Mike said, ‘of course, Monica. You know you can always tell me anything. Shoot.”

“So, ask me,” I told him.

“Ask you what,” he said.

“You know. Ask me!! Ask me to be your girl! I’m serious. Go ahead.” I told him.

“Mike then giggled a little bit, and asked me, ‘You can’t be serious, Monica. You’re my little sister. How can you be my girl I you’re my sister?’

“I told him, ‘Easy, silly. Just ask me. Who gives a shit? Besides, that’ll make it just that much hotter, won’t it? The fact that neither one of us can tell anyone else that we’re dating?’ And I gave him a big smile. “Go ahead. Ask me!”

“Lisa, Nicole, you won’t believe this, but Mike told me, ‘How about instead of asking you to be my girl, how about if I make you my girl?’

“I was getting so aroused at this point, it was unbelievable, and now my older brother was about to actually fuck his little sister, and I wanted it!

“Go ahead. Make me your girl, Mike. I want to be your girl. Don’t worry. I’m on birth control, so make me your girl officially, baby. I want you to screw me.

“When I tell you both that I was so excited, it’s an understatement. My brother took off his boxers, then yanked my panties off, and got on top of me. I spread my legs, grabbed his rock hard dick and guided him into my dripping wet pussy. It felt so good!

“Mike said, ‘Ohh, Monica! God your pussy is so fucking wet already!’

“I told him ‘You did that for me, sweetie. Now give me a big brother screwing. Let it loose, baby! Fuck your baby sister!’

“I was in total ecstasy at this point. Mike was so gentle and caring, and very loving as he moved his dick in and out of me. We gazed into each other’s eyes with a look of lustful passion, both of us knowing that we were committing incestual decadence and both of us were loving every minute of it.

“Mike said, ‘God, sweetheart! If I had known your pussy was this good, and you were such a great screw, I would’ve fuck you on your 18th birthday and you never would have gotten hurt by any guy.’

“I told my brother, ‘I’m your girl from now on, Mike. I’ll never be a bitch to you, and I know you will always care for me. I love you, and not just like a brother. Like a lover. I’m yours!’

Nicole, at this point said, “Damn, Monica! So that’s why you’ve never mentioned the name of the guy who’s fucking you when we hear you talk about your sexual exploits. Now it makes sense. So, tell us the rest.”

Monica continued, “Mike continued to fuck me slowly and deeply for several more minutes, then said, ‘I’m about to cum, sweetheart. Your pussy is so good!’

“I told him ‘Shoot your whole load up your little sister’s cunt. Make it ooze, baby! I’m loving your dick inside me.’

“Mike shot a wad of cum deep into my wet pussy, and it was positively the hottest fucking thing I have ever experienced in my life. To know your brother is fucking your cunt, and shoots his spunk into you, and realizing that he loves you just as much as you love him, is fantastic. We’ve been fucking regularly ever since.

“In fact, we took our own little getaway the week of spring break. We told our parents we were going to the lake for the week with some friends and there wasn’t any cell service or internet, but we would be home that Saturday. We got us a room in the next town over, and all we did the entire week was fuck each other’s brains out, two or three times a day. He ate my pussy every afternoon, I sucked his cock every single morning, and we fucked in every position imaginable.

“That’s why I didn’t have a guy with me that night at prom either. And neither did Valerie. And Abby, well, just so you know, her dad is the only guy who has fucked her. She let him take her virginity on her 18th birthday, upstairs in her room, while everyone else was downstairs enjoying her party!”

Lisa said, “Holy shit. That’s fucking hot! I wish my older brother would make an attempt to fuck me, or my dad, either one. I would let either of them fuck me if they wanted to. Maybe in the future?”

Nicole turned to Valerie and said, “Ok, Val. Tell us who’s fucking your snatch? And by the way, whoever it is, is damn lucky, because honestly, you have an absolutely beautiful pussy! I’ve seen it so many times when we shower, and I’ve thought many times, ‘Damn! I hope whichever guy is fucking Val’s cunt knows just how awesome it really is!”

Valerie blushed, smiled, and said, “Thanks, Nicole. And your pussy is quite the beauty itself. And so is yours, Lisa. And Monica, your Latina cunt is stunning! So, who’s fucking me?

“Well, it’s my dad, just like Abby. I’ve always been a daddy’s girl since I was little. My dad has spoiled me since day one, similar to your uncle spoiling you, Nicole. Anyway, you know I turned 18 in early November, and dad never tried anything with me until then. The week before Thanksgiving break, on that Friday, dad said he would take me to our Thanksgiving Classic tournament that weekend. That’s why I didn’t ride the bus with you guys.

“On the way down, he starts telling me how he thinks I am so pretty and that I am his little girl, no matter how old I get. I told him, ‘I know daddy. And thanks for always telling me how pretty I am.

“Daddy tells me, ‘Honey, you are the spitting image of your mom when she was 18. Long brown hair, brown eyes, beautifully tanned body, gorgeous legs, and you weigh about the same as your mom did at that age, about 110 pounds. Your breasts are also about the same size as your mom’s (I know, because I saw one of your bras earlier this week laying on the hamper, and it said 32C on the tag).

“Daddy continued, ‘Sweetheart, you also have the very similar build to your mom, including your sweet little behind.’ I told him, “Daddy!! Have you been staring at my ass lately? Because if you have, it’s ok. All the guys in class are always staring at it when I go down the hall. In fact, I wear my shorts a little tighter so they can get a really good eyeful.”

“My dad looked at me, and said, ‘Honey, it’s ok to fully flaunt what you were born with, but don’t ever act like a whore. There’s a difference. But yes, I do stare at your ass, and I find you extremely beautiful.’

“I started to feel a little bit warm between my legs when my dad told me this. You guys know my mom had me early on, right. She was only 16, so my dad is the same age as your uncle, Nicole. Only 34, and he is quite the handsome dad, if I must admit.

Nicole said, “Definitely, Val. Your dad is a hunk. I would let him do me!”

Valerie just smiled, and winked at Nicole. Then she continued, “Well, that night we checked into the hotel, and desk clerk told me dad that they had mistakenly booked a king room instead of two queens, and that all the double queens were sold out for the evening. He asked if a king would be ok, and said there was also a sofa sleeper in the room.

“Daddy told me, ‘It’s fine, honey. You take the bed, and I’ll use the sofa sleeper. You need a good night’s rest because you have two matches tomorrow. Really, it’s ok, honey.’

“We get to the room, and my dad says, let’s order room service, Val. That way we don’t have to worry about getting in too late tonight. You can order anything on the menu, even steak or lobster if you want.

“I told my dad, ‘Thanks, Daddy! That sounds like a great idea. I want to make sure I’m ready and rested for tomorrow. Both of them are big matches.’

“So, after dinner, my dad took a shower first. I watched TV, and when he came out, he was wearing just his boxers. I told him, ‘Come over here, Daddy. Watch TV in here while I take a shower.’ I took my shower, thinking about how good my dad’s comments had made me feel, and I began to get a little aroused. I fingered my pussy for a few minutes, and moaned, ‘Oh, Daddy! That feels so good. Love your baby girl’s pussy.’

I got out after diddling myself for a bit, and dried off, then put on a night shirt. I came back into the bedroom and laid down next to my dad. He was about to get up and go to the sofa sleeper, and I told him, ‘It’s ok, Daddy. I think there’s enough room for both us here. Besides, you drove all day so you need a good rest as well. The sofa sleeper won’t help that.’

“He told me, ‘Are you sure, honey? I mean, you are my daughter, and you are very beautiful. Are you sure you want us to share the same bed tonight? I’m not saying anything is gonna happen. That just isn’t proper, but honey, you are a gorgeous girl, and I’m a man who gets excited very easily. Hell, your mom make me horny just walking into the room in her daisy dukes and sandal, with just a bikini top on.’

“I said, “Daddy, it’s fine. I’m ok with you being here with me. In fact, I kinda like it.’ We watched TV for a little bit, then I took the remote and switched to the PPV page. I said, ‘Hey, Daddy? Can we watch a PPV movie for a little while?’

“Daddy told me, ‘That’s fine, Sweetheart, whatever you want to watch. We’ll watch together.’

“I asked him, ‘Whatever I want to watch, Daddy? Anything?’

“Anything, Sweetheart. You pick. I’m sure it will be fun.’

“Girls, I was thinking to myself, ‘Oh, it’s gonna be fun, alright.’ I was getting so aroused laying next to my dad, knowing how beautiful he thought I was, and that I looked as pretty as mom, and that mom still turned him on after 18+ years of being together.

“Honey!! Oh my god!! What did you click on? My dad asked.’ I told him, You said I could pick anything I wanted to watch, Daddy! Let’s watch this.’

“I had chosen a porno flick called ‘Daddy Loves His Baby Girl’. My dad said, ‘Fine, but your mother cannot know that we watched a porno movie together.’

“Deal, I said. Mommy doesn’t need to know anything about this trip Daddy, except that you brought me down here for my tournament.’

“Daddy said, ‘And what does that mean, Sweetheart, exactly?’ I told daddy, ‘Just what I said, Daddy. Shhhhh. Let’s watch the movie.”

The first scene was a girl giving her dad a blow job and stroking his dick. This went on for a little while. I looked over and my dad had an obvious boner working. I smiled. My pussy was getting wet.

“We kept watching, and the next scene was a dad mounting his daughter, and drilling his cock into her waiting pussy. It was fucking hot! And it was just a fucking hot knowing that my dad was laying next to me, thoroughly enjoying this daddy-daughter fuck scene, and his hard on was evidence of that.

“I asked my dad, ‘This is turning you on, isn’t it daddy? It’s ok. It’s really turning me on as well. Your little girl’s pussy is really wet right now. And your dick is hard, daddy. Is the movie doing that, or am I doing that?’

“Daddy looked at me and said, ‘Sweetheart, it’s a combination of both. But with you laying here next to me, it’s really turning me on so much.’

“I took off my night shirt and pulled off my panties. I told my dad, take off your shorts, daddy. Go ahead, mommy will never know we were naked in bed together.’

“My dad wasted no time in getting out of his boxers. I rolled over onto my side and asked him, ‘Daddy, am I still beautiful fully naked? Do you think my pussy is pretty? Is it as pretty as mom’s?’

“I had been keeping my pussy shaved clean for the last year or so, just like all of you. It definitely makes hygiene easier because of all the soccer activity we do. But now, I was so glad that it was bald for my dad to look at.

“Daddy told me, ‘Honey, your pussy is so pretty. Just like your mom’s at that age. You are the mirror image of your mother when she was 18, and you are making me just as horny as she did. I know it’s wrong, but I am being honest, baby. I’m not going to do anything you don’t want to do. I can jerk off just looking at you if that’s ok, Sweetheart.’

“I looked at my dad, and told him, ‘Daddy, I want you to be my first. Take your baby girl’s cherry and make me a woman. I want to go on the field tomorrow knowing that I am a woman from now on, and not a virgin girl.’

“He told me, ‘Baby, I would love to screw you, honey but that’s got to be something you really want. Taking my little girl’s flower is a very special act of love, and it has to be our little secret.’

“I told me dad, ‘Screw me, Daddy! Screw your little girl. You made mom a woman, now make your daughter a woman too.”

“He got on top of me, I parted my virgin pussy lips for him, and he sunk his cock into me. It felt so good. He began to thrust a little bit, and then I felt a tinge of pain for a couple of minutes. He stopped and let me recover, then started fucking me nice and slow. It was absolute heaven. Daddy fucked me for about 10 minutes and told me, ‘I’m going to cum, honey. Inside you, or pull out?’ I told him, ‘In me, Daddy! I’m safe. I’m on the pill for my period to stay consistent. Fill my pussy, Daddy!’

“My dad thrust a couple of more times, and then I felt his cum flowing into my cunt. It was so warm, and like nothing I had ever experienced before. I had used my shower head lots of times and shot the warm water into my pussy, and I had used a dildo a few times with some warm lube, but still, this was absolutely fantastic.

“I wrapped my arms tighter around my dad, and help him inside me for a while, fully savoring the love making moments we had just shared together. I was no longer a virgin, and my dad had been my first.

“We’ve been fucking twice or three times a week ever since Thanksgiving. Mom still has no idea that he is fucking both of us. We’ve talked about telling her, but we haven’t yet. So, that’s my secret.”

Lisa and Nicole smiled, and then Nicole said, “I knew I wasn’t the only one on this team getting fucked by a family member. I just knew some of you girls were also screwing someone closely related to you. It’s so hot, isn’t it?”

Monica and Valerie both agreed. Monica said, “It really is! Brother cock, daddy cock, uncle cock. All of it is so much better than boyfriend cock. I may never go back to boyfriend cock ever again.”

“Me neither,” said Valerie. My dad is the best, even if he is the only cock I’ve had, so I have nothing to compare it to, but still,” she said.

Nicole then said, “Hmmmm, maybe we can give you a chance to make a fair comparison in the near future.”

Lisa said, “Absolutely. I love being Uncle Dave’s second niece! I need to really try and seduce my older brother. Nicole, let’s put that on our agenda, assuming neither of us miss our next cycles.”

“Wait. What? You mean both of you might be….I mean, are you….” Monica asked.

Nicole said, “We aren’t sure yet, but we have both let Uncle Dave try and knock us up. We’ll probably know in a month or so.” She smile big.

“Wow! Now that is fucking hot!” Valerie said.

Lisa said, “Hey, we need to get going. Let’s take another lap real quick to get some more sweat rolling before we get to your place. I want to be really rank when your uncle does me tonight.”

They all hugged each other, then Lisa and Nicole each did a full on sprint around the entire field, making sure they had a nice solid sweat drip going again before they got in the car and left.

****

When the girls came in from practice, Nicole said, “Hi, Uncle Dave. Sorry we’re late but both of got to talking with Monica and Valerie after workout and we lost track of time. Are we forgiven?”

I walked over to them both, and gave each of them a nice, sensual hug, grabbing a handful of both of their asses in the process. God, did they smell like a gym bag that had held workout clothes in it for several days. It was so exhilarating. I inhaled deeply as I hugged each of them.

“You are both completely forgiven, ladies! And both of you smell absolutely rank and odorous! Dinner will hold in the oven. I want to fuck Lisa, and then you, Sweetie! Let’s get started,” I told them.

We went to bedroom, and they both stripped off their practice clothes, getting completely naked, then laying on the bed. Nicole said, “I want to watch you enjoy Lisa, Sweetie! So I’m going to lay here and finger by pussy while both of you fuck. Lisa, let me have Uncle Dave’s cum when he spurts inside you.”

Lisa told her, “Only if I get Uncle Dave’s cum when he shoots his second load into your pussy, baby!”

“That’s a deal, honey! Uncle Dave, fuck your second niece’s pussy for me!” Nicole said.

Lisa laid down on the bed, and spread her legs wide open, and said, “Fuck me, Uncle Dave. Fuck me good! I got all sweaty and rank smelling for you. Lick me first and tell me if you like sweaty pussy.”

I positioned myself in front of her beautiful cunt, and before I could even get close enough to insert my tongue, the odor of post-practice perspiration and sweat began to waft into my nostrils. It was pungent, strong, and salty smelling but it was intoxicating. I was getting so turned on by her workout odor.

I dove right in, and the taste of her fuck hole was just as rank and sour tasting as it smelled. I began to lick and probe her inner pussy walls, thinking just how sweaty her pussy had to be getting during practice. Starting off nice and clean, fresh and delicate smelling, and as soccer practice continued, gradually became more of a scent that only a workout could produce.

I tongue fucked her luscious pussy for several minutes, and started in on her clit, sucking it very gently, sealing it around my lips.

“Suck it harder, baby! Drive me to a finish so you can fuck me,” she said, in an obvious state of bliss. I began to suck her love button even harder, and put two fingers into her cunt, driving them in and out of her as if it were a cock. I picked up momentum and began to drill her pussy hard with both fingers.

“Put a third finger into me, Uncle Dave! Make a third finger fit! God it feels so good!” Lisa said.

I began to put my ring finger into her fuck slit, and gradually her cunt opened up a little more to take it. It was so smooth, so soft, and so wet. I kept flicking and sucking her clit until she bucked hard against me, raising her hips into the air.

“Oh my fucking god!! Right there, baby! Eat my pussy just like that! Oh fuck!” she exclaimed. I kept my fingers buried inside her, not wanting to ruin her moment, but I desperately wanted to slurp her pussy nectar as it began to flow out of her.

Lisa continued to squirt and shoot her love honey for several seconds, fully drenching my hand. As she came down from her sexually induced high, I moved my tongue back to her cunt, slurping and licking her juices. Mixed with her female hormones, and the sweat that was induced from a two-hour long practice on the hottest and most humid day of the year so far, she smelled so delicious. My dick was a raging steel pipe.

I climbed on top of her, drove my boner into her just licked pussy, and started to drill it like it was a shaft piping for oil under the ground on a rig in the barren land that was just a few hours west of us. I continued to pound her cunt, and inhaled her sweaty aroma that emanated off of her gorgeous body.

“God, you smell so rank, Sweetie! I love your sour and sweaty odor! It’s fucking hot, Sweetie! You’re gonna make your uncle cum! I adore you!” I told her.

“I adore you, Uncle Dave. I’m glad you like fucking me when I have just finished working out. There’s something so decadent about being fucked good after a nice practice! Cum in my pussy, baby! Nicole is thirsty and needs a drink,” she told me.

I fucking lost it at that! Such a trashy and slutty thought coming from her lips, and it was driving me to the brink of no return. I looked at her, and said, “Here it comes, baby! Take it all, Sweetheart!”

My dick blew like a geyser. I shot load after load into her cunt, and she cooed, moaned, and purred softly as it filled her twat. When I was done, I heard Nicole say, “Come here, Uncle Dave. There’s something on your cock that needs to be cleaned off.”

I moved over to my niece and put my cock near her beautiful pink, freshly glossed lips. She took my dick into her mouth, and ran her tongue over the shaft, while sucking me. She took all the cum that was coating my dick and sucked it into her mouth.

“Ummmm, that’s good, Uncle Dave. Come here, baby. Put my uncle’s cum in my mouth. I am definitely thirsty,” she told Lisa.

Lisa positioned her fuck hole directly over my niece’s wide open, awaiting mouth, and my cum that had just been deposited up inside her, drip and fall into Nicole’s mouth, coating her tongue. When Lisa had finished dripping, Nicole said, “Not so fast, I gotta make sure it’s all gone, baby.” With that, Lisa lowered her sopping wet pussy onto my niece’s mouth, and she stuck her tongue as deep inside her as it would go.

Nicole began to swirl her tongue throughout Lisa’s pussy, wiping it clean, as a person would do if they were cleaning the bedroom mirror with a cloth. Lisa moaned with pleasure, telling my niece, “God, you lick me so good, baby! It’s always so good! Get every drop of your uncle’s spunk out of me, and swallow it all.”

When Nicole had finished, Lisa dismounted her, and leaned down over her. They locked lips into a deep French kiss for several minutes, caressing each other’s hair, face, and body. It was getting me hard again watching my two nieces tongue each other’s mouths, and lovingly caressing each other.

Lisa broke their kiss, smiled, and said, “Your turn. Fuck your uncle, baby! Let him enjoy your rankness and sour odor! I know he loves it already from what you told me he did to you last night.”

“Fuck me, Uncle Dave! Smell my cunt and lick it for a little bit, taste it. Then put your dick inside me. Lisa needs a cum soda too!” she told me.

I then put my face up near her beautiful pussy, and inhaled her aroma. God, it was so amazing! Her sweat smell, coupled with her pussy juices, and the smell of the cum that I had put into her that morning, had mingled all together, forming a scent that would cause a shark to go into a feeding frenzy if she was in the water.

I licked her cunt, and she tasted just as strong as she smelled. It was the first time I had ever even remotely tasted my own spunk, but it was definitely a noticeable part of the tasting experience. It was so hot licking my niece’s pussy knowing that I had put my cum into her earlier that day and it had had all day to ferment, along with the sweat and perspiration of her crotch.

I was ready to drill Nicole’s exhilarating smelling cunt, and deposit another load inside her. I plunged my love shaft deep into her pussy, and began to pump hard and fast.

“Oh God!! Fuck me harder, Uncle Dave! Fuck me harder than you ever had! Pound my cunt!” she said very loudly.

Continuing to fuck her with reckless abandon, I then took several inhaled breaths of her body scent, and it was just as divine as it had been last night, and equally as stimulating as Lisa’s body odor a few minutes ago.

I don’ t know why I was so turned on by fucking my girls while they were so hot and sweaty, but it was definitely a new kink that both of them seemed to enjoy as much I did.

“It’s coming, Princess! Here it comes, Sweetheart!” I told her. I felt another load welling up inside my balls, and it made its way into her moist pink cavity. It came out with as much force and intensity as the load I had given Lisa, which surprised me. I figured it had to have something to do with this newly found kink.

I pulled out of my niece’s gorgeous and lovely pussy, and moved over to Lisa. She said, “Here, let me clean you up, honey. Your cock is a mess.”

She wrapped her lips around my dick, taking it into her mouth. Her lips had also been freshly glossed with a shiny shade of pink gloss. Both of them must have put it on before they came into the bedroom. It was so fucking hot! Lisa began to suck and run her tongue over my cock just like Nicole had done, making sure my dick was clean and cum free.

“Come here, baby! Put your uncle’s cum into my mouth. I need a nice mouthful of jizz,” she told Nicole.

Nicole then took her spot over Lisa’s mouth, and told her, “Suck every drop out of me, baby. You can have it all. I love it when you lick my cunt.”

Holy shit!! I was still amazed at the fact that these two beauties had been licking each other’s cunts for who knows how long, but they both were very adept at eating each other’s pussy. Lisa held her pussy open and my spunk began to drip out of her in a steady stream.

Lisa held her mouth open, and stuck her tongue out to catch it as it fell into her mouth. I thought to myself, “Damn, did I shoot a load of cum into my niece’s pussy! God, she does make me fucking blow a full load every time I fuck her. She is so fucking hot!”

Shortly after that, Nicole lowered herself onto Lisa’s face and told her, “Lick me clean, baby! Get it all out of me!”

Lisa began to probe her tongue deep into my niece’s pussy, and Nicole began to move up and down ever so slightly, then back and forth. Lisa continued to lick and suck her cunt, and Nicole began to moan, “Ok god, Lisa! Don’t stop when you clean me out. Keep your tongue inside me. Fuck my cunt with your tongue cock, baby!”

Holy fucking shit! My niece was absolutely a total complete fuck slut. And I was completely fine with it, and was definitely enjoying her get her pussy eaten by her best friend again. God, I loved her so much, and I adored Lisa infinitely more than anyone possibly could.

Nicole began to orgasm, slamming herself down hard on Lisa’s face, and moving her pussy back and forth against Lisa’s chin. Lisa continued to lick and probe my niece’s pussy with her tongue, crying out with muffled moans as she did.

“Mmmmpphh! Mmmpphh! Ummmmm!” I could Lisa exclaiming. She was deep in the throes of a lesbian mouth fuck fest with my niece, and it was completely mesmerizing, watching her send Nicole into a state of orgasmic euphoria after just having been freshly fucked.

Nicole finally finished her ride on the tongue express, and crawled off of her best friend, and sister-niece. She leaned over, and kissed Lisa deeply, then said, “Fucking shit fuck! God that was amazing, baby! I needed that so bad! Uncle Dave’s cock, then your tongue! Man, what a great fuck experience!”

Lisa smiled, and told Nicole, “Yes. Absolutely an amazing fuck experience tonight. We’re both turning into complete fuck bunny sluts, aren’t we, baby?”

“We are, honey. And it’s fucking amazing! Isn’t it, Uncle Dave? Isn’t it awesome to know you have two nieces who are complete fuck bunny sluts ready to let you screw the shit out of them whenever you want? We love it!”

I smiled really big, and told her, “Yes, it is, Princess. I adore both of you to the end of the world. And you are both completely awesome fuck bunnies! Hopefully both of my fuck bunnies will have baby bumps in a few more weeks. But if not, that’s ok, because I’ll keep trying to get both of you pregnant until it happens.”

Nicole rolled over, put her arms around my neck, and said, “I can’t wait to have a baby bump, Uncle Dave! I’ll have one eventually. We’ll just have to keep fucking until I do.”

Lisa then rolled over, and put her arms around me as well, and said, “Yeah, Uncle Dave. Keep fucking me until I get one too. I want to get pregnant!”

Then she said, “Hey, Nicole. Remember what we talked about earlier today? Maybe we both get my brother Adam to fuck me as well. Who knows? Maybe he’ll give me a baby.”

“That would be so cool, Lisa. We gotta get your brother to get his dick inside you,” said Nicole.

Then Nicole said, “Uncle Dave? Will help us get Adam to fuck his sister? Maybe we can have fuck party with all four of us soon?”

I kissed her lightly on the lips and told her, “Princess, have I ever told you ‘No’?”

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I have been dating my boyfriend for a while and finding that he is not being very attentive towards me and not really satisfying my sexual needs and end up getting ditched by him for a video game and ended up going shopping with his younger sister.

My name is Jessica I’m 17 years old and have found myself in a relationship that seems to be getting more serious than my past relationships.

I have been dating this guy his name is Zayn he is slightly younger than me by a couple of months he is a sweet and down to earth guy he’s not exactly the hottest guy alive he can be very shy or very wild its one or the other with him, we’ve been dating for roughly 5 weeks now and the furtherest we have gotten sexually is that one time i made out with him and could feel his dick poking me and grinded on his erection but that’s as far as we got i know he has had sex a couple of times i have had sex more than a couple of times but he was more interested in playing games than having sex witch i admit is kind of dumb he is

lucky i love him tho, I’ve had guys dream to fuck me i am quite attractive for my age.

Tonight me and Zayn were at his house alone he lives with his mum and Younger sister

i haven’t really met them yet I’m told i get to meet them tomorrow which is something to

look forward to but i got other plans for tonight Zayn’s mum is staying at her boyfriends

house and his sister is at a friend’s house and won’t be back till late it’s the prefect setup

to finally get more intimate with him.

Zayn and i were cuddling on the couch watching movies we were very relaxed and i was

So fucking horny i moved his hand into my panties introducing his hand to my clit i felt

his finger poke around in my panties trying to find my hole he was moving to far away

from the hole until his finger went POP inside me but his finger wasn’t in my pussy, he

somehow accidently found his way into my asshole i didn’t want to say anything in case

he backed out so i let him believe he was fingering my pussy it wasn’t the first time I’ve

had a finger in my ass it’s just the first time it was another finger other than my own

inside my ass.

I moaned as Zayn fingered my ass i unbuckled his pants and rolled them down exposing

his average sized erect cock i moved over and took his cock into my mouth sucking him

up and down causing him to draw all focus to me sucking his dick he pushed my head

deeper down his cock i could feel his cock push into my throat causing me to throw up in

my mouth i had no choice but to swallow it back down i used whatever was left to use it

as lube to get ready to put inside me i tried to get up but Zayn still had my head held down

i could hear him grunt and let out a giant load of cum in my mouth it caught me of guard

i tried my best to swallow as much as i could but the rest just backfired out of my mouth

all over his dick after wiping his cum from my lips i rised to see Zayn fast asleep i thought

to myself “really” he prematurely cums in my mouth then falls asleep “fuck this” i said to

myself i went into Zayn’s bedroom and looked in his connected bathroom he shares it

with his sister.

i looked around the bathroom and found his sisters hairbrush it was roughly the same size

as a dick i took it and went into his bed and pushed it into my pussy and began fucking myself with his sister’s hairbrush i aimed it upright inside me pushing it into my tingle spot causing my pussy to throb and get juicier at every thrust i could hear the splashes of my juices flop around all over my clit and thighs i finally came all over the hairbrush.

I pulled the brush handle out so i could see all my cum covering it i stared at it for a bit until i heard the connected bathroom door swing open Zayn’s sister was back i was startled by her presence it caused me to fling the hairbrush over on the floor coming into his sisters view she looked startled finding me in her brothers bed instead of being on the couch with him his sister came up to me introducing herself

“hi I’m Zayn’s sister Felicity but please call me Flick don’t mind me I’m just trying to find my hairbrush” his sister greeted me

I looked over to were the brush was on the floor witch caught Flicks eye she went over to pick it up i thought to myself oh shit I’m fucked she picked it up by the brush end seeing the white gooey substance all over the handle she looked at me then looked back at the brush and shrugged her shoulders and took the brush handle to her mouth sucking my cum of the handle then silently walking back to her room.

I went to sleep with that image of my boyfriend’s sister tasting my cum painted on the inside of my eyeballs my mind was surrounded by questions why did she suck the brush? or did she know what she sucked of? does she know it was my cum? i lost a lot of sleep over this.

I awoke the next morning with my hand in my panties i must of fell asleep fingering myself i must of had a powerful orgasm my pussy was soaked i could smell the stench of my pussy embedded into my fingers.

I went into Zayn’s connected ensuite to have a shower everything seemed normal i remembered what happened last night with Flick sucking my cum of her hairbrush and that her bedroom is on the other side of the bathroom I froze I hope she wont hear me she has probably realised what ive done and wants to beat the shit out of me.

I heard somebody enter the bathroom It could’ve been either Zayn or Flick my fear grew stronger I heard clothes coming of maybe it was Zayn coming in to makeup from last night more excitement came into my mind but was suddenly drowned when I saw a bra fling over the top of the shower curtain rod I panicked like crazy I immediately

Yelled “somebody is in here” Flick drew open the shower curtain’s exposing the top half of her body seeing her large breasts staring me right in the face I mean coming from a straight girl they were nice I think they might even be better than mine and I was always proud of my boobs and I think Flick was to I could see her eyes fixed on them as soon as she opened the curtains, as soon as I snapped back to reality I did my best to cover my boobs and pussy from my boyfriends sister as she looked at me and smiled

“im sorry I didn’t hear you in there” she replied to me

“I can hop out if you want it is your shower” attempting to walk out

Flick held her hand to stop me from leaving she told me to stay as long as I like then proceeded to hop into the shower with me, my levels of awkwardness leaped through the roof here I am with my boyfriends sister buck ass naked showering with her having a view of her hairless pussy and her amazing breasts.

The shower we were in was a 2 man shower so it was fit for 2 people but still bloody awkward, Flick proceeded to wash herself like there was nobody else in the room she took a lot time attending to her pussy washing it furrily then stepping out again not saying a word withdrawing the shower curtain cutting us of from each other.

I listened through the curtain to hear what Flick was up to I heard her towel flinging around and could hear her going through her hair utensils then silence for a few minutes followed by a door slamming shut.

Once the coast was clear I made my way out of the shower to dry myself and get dressed I noticed that Flicks brush has been moved next to my bra on the bathroom bench

“she must of dumped it here by mistake” I thought

I went to grip the handle and felt a wet sticky substance on my hand I brought my hand to my nose and smelt a sweetish odour that smelt similar to my pussy odour but not as strong as mine, this has definitely been inside somebody’s pussy but its Definity not mine its not the same scent it couldn’t be Flicks could it? I thought to myself is this her getting back at me from last night although I was disturbed by what ive discovered I was curious to what she would taste like the brush was obviously just covered in her juices not her cum but it made me wonder what her cum would look like on her brush I raised my wet hand to my nose to take another smell of her teen girl juices I slowly poked out my tongue towards the wet patch on my hand till the door from the other side of the bathroom swung open being greeted by Zayn he kissed me on the cheek and slithered past me to take a shower what is with these siblings and not saying anything.

Zayn and I were sitting down to breakfast when his sister came down to join us Zayn rose up and introduced her to me Flick stopped Zayn explaining we have met she briefly saw me in the bathroom this morning I wondered to myself why she didn’t mention her seeing me last night she held her hand over the table proceeding to shake my hand while giving me a little wink she seemed a lot more talkative and sociable this time saying me and her will have to hangout some time.

My boyfriend got a notification on his phone saying his game had a new dlc or some thing like that and I knew our little shopping date we had was gone because he always puts his gaming first.

I told my boyfriend that I guess our date is of, Zayn gave me that cheesy look confirming what I was saying I just sat back in disgust I was really looking forward to going shopping today then next minute Flick offered to go shopping with me adding it will give us a chance to get to know each other more I was a little unsure at first but it would be nice to get to know Zayn’s sister even tho there is something weird yet mildly interesting about her so I took her up on her offer.

Flick and I got dressed and ready to rock I gave Zayn a kiss saying goodbye and proceeded to headout.

On the walk to town I noticed how slutty Flick was dressed she was wearing a black crop top that looked 3 sizes to small for her it hugged the top half of her body making her boobs really stick out not to mention her long black wavy hair dangling in the wind followed by black eye line and black lipstick she had a sexy gothic vibe about her.

I was having a really great time getting to know Flick we talked about the general stuff about each other and shopped together we decided to go to the café in the mall for a pitstop we continued talking generally Flick never looked away as we talked always made direct eye contact with me the way she looked at me it was like she was studying me in a very evil way Im wondering what is going on in that pretty little head of hers, we continued to chat about normal things till I felt Flick harmlessly stroke my legs it was no accident she was doing it playfully I continued to act like nothing was happening apart from the whole evil eyes and playful foot.

My nerves were getting more shakey and I could feel a small burn in my stomach and my cheeks fuzzed up it was like the same feeling I get from when a guy comes on to me but this was a girl and im as straight as straight girls come.

Flick then asked me if I noticed anything unusual about this morning at the same time tracing her foot up along my ankle up my thigh just hitting under my skirt, I decided to play dumb and ask what she ment she just looked at me with that kinky stare of hers asking me what I think?, I knew exactly what she was thinking but witch does she mean her showering naked in front of me or her sucking my cum of her brush or her leaving her brush for me covered in her juices.

I stood staring at Flick for a few seconds after hearing her question

“you know me taking a shower with you?” Flick remarked

“Oh” I exclaimed I mentioned to her I assumed it was just a girl thing were girls shower together like it’s a normal thing she told me I was right of coarse but she then went on to say she noticed me looking at her and was wondering if I was into girls or not I immediately told her I wasn’t I was just noticing how comfortable she was being naked around a stranger that so happens to be the same gender as her.

She told me she was bisexual and shes been around enough naked girls and enough naked guys to be comfortable and that she was proud of her body and loves to show it of, I was curious about Flicks sexuality and asked her if shes licked a girl out before she just looked me right in the eye nodding followed by a little porched smirk on her lips I explained to her if she has licked pussy before she knows what it tastes like and smells like, Flicks foot rose furtherer up my skirt and her attention got more and more attentive as I came to realisation she knew exactly what was on that hairbrush when she sucked it last night,

“you knew didn’t you” I said to Flick with shame

“knew about what?” Flick questioned with that same fierce look I explained to her that she knew that her brush had been inside my pussy I have never been so embarrassed in my life explaining to my boyfriend’s sister that her hairbrush has been inside her brothers girlfriends cunt, Flick went on to explain to me she thought that her brush was covered in her own juices but after she sucked on it that it wasn’t her usual flavour

“you taste great by the way” Flick added

she went on to explain she didn’t know it was my pussy juices or she just tasted different witch is why she tested me this morning in the shower.

Since Flick and I were being out in the open I asked her about when I found her brush this morning and asked if it was inside her Flick bit her lower lip and wanted me to guess I definitely could smell pussy on it a little less stronger and more sweeter than my scent I just nodded to her, Flick continued biting her lip and asked me what I did with the brush, to be honest with myself I really wanted to taste it but I wasn’t gonna be honest out in the open

“did you do what I did” Flick budded into my train of thought

“Zayn kind of walked in on me before I could really do something about it” I replied

She continued asking me if I was tempted to taste it I just couldn’t answer her I was way to shy to admit anything I just stopped the conversation by taking a long drink of my drink.

Flick left without saying anything I saw her walk into the supermarket across from where we were sitting I could vaguely see her walking around the fruit isle then going through checkout I didn’t see what she bought but she seemed to be in such a hurry for me not to see what it was seeing how discrete she was she then went on to the bathroom area.

I waited for Flick to come back from the bathroom she must have been in there for about 10 minutes or so maybe her drink caused her diarrhoea or something.

I soon saw Flick walk out from the bathroom area and in my direction she had a little smirk on her face as she came closer to me and sat in front of me she looked like she just ran a marathon panting and sweating I then smelt the same familiar smell I smelt this morning circling around us, Flick then went to hand me a a paper bag and told me to think of this as her hairbrush from this morning, I reached into the bag Flick gave me and found a banana but the end of the banana was covered in a gooey substance and that same familiar smell got stronger as I pulled the banana into our view.

I could see Flick staring at me with that same kinky stare and her biting her lip out of the corner of my eye as I stared at the banana realising what Flick has done shes recreated the events from this morning but instead of fucking herself with the hairbrush she fucked herself with a banana.

I looked into Flicks piercing gothic eyes as she asked me what I was gonna do with that banana I bit my lower lip crossing my legs trying not to make eye contact with her I questioned myself over and over again what to do with the banana one half of me was telling myself to taste Flicks juices the other half of me is telling me to throw it at her.

Flick leaned more towards my face

“don’t think just put it in your mouth and suck” Flick told me softly while giving me a wink I honestly thought she was going to kiss me then.

I took the Banana covered in Flicks juices and looked around to see if anyone was watching and quickly put the gooey end in my mouth sucking of Flicks juices then quickly removing the banana out of site before anyone noticed, I could’ve swore I heard Flick moan a little when I sucked of her pussy juices

I still had the pussy juices of my boyfriend’s little sister in my mouth

“swallow my insides” Flick whispered in a sexy tone I felt the sludgy tangy liquid slide down my throat it wasn’t as bad as I thought I felt a little naughty doing it to be honest.

Flick looked at me shaking trying her best to contain herself I asked her if she is ok I noticed her hand was twitching under the table I reached around to see she had her hand in her panties the whole time she was watching me, Flick soon saw me staring she grabbed my hand and told me to meet her in the disabled toilets in 2 minutes then leaving me again leaving her sweet aroma of pussy surrounding the table .

I waited about just under 2 minutes and took a deep breath and made my way to the toilet area my knees were weak my pussy was surprisingly wet and my nerves were spiking thinking what was gonna happen by the end of this little trip.

I found myself standing on the other side of the entrance to the public toilet, I stood there for a while holding my fist just an inch from knocking thinking if this is a good idea im straight I don’t do things with girls but the curiosity overcame me I knocked twice and heard the lock being unlocked.

I entered in slowly shaking smelling the same familiar scent of Flicks pussy looking around seeing my boyfriends little sister casually sitting on the toilet fully naked playing with her clit.

I was stunned in my tracks having a visual site of a younger girl masturbating in front of me I could feel my stomach twist and my pussy throb, Flick continued staring at me wriggling her finger at me to come over to her, I slowly walked over to Flick with my eyes still fixed on her dripping wet pussy she rose up and hugged me asking me if I like what I saw I bit my lip and took a deep breath as I could feel her pussy graze my leg I nodded with a cute mhhmm.

Flick grasped my cheeks and planted kisses up and down my neck while caressing my clothed body gently I was still really nervous, Flick urged me to sit down and close my eyes.

I could hear Flick rustling up my skirt removing my soaked panties I could feel her warm breath around the edges of my pussy shocking me in the right places followed by 2 fingers tracing along my pussy lips up and down until she rams 2 fingers deep inside me causing me to gasp a little to loud making Flick cover my mouth I could smell her pussy on her hand I don’t know what came over me but I grabbed her hand and licked her palm and fingers tasting her juices.

Flick went back between my legs I felt her tongue probe my insides her mouth covered my pussy warming it on the outside as her tounge fucked me on the inside I tried my best not to make a sound as she was hitting all the right spots with her sexy little tounge.

I felt flushes all through my body as Flick changed positions and came face to face with me while still rubbing my clit with her open palm she kept taunting me “you like that” over and over again my cries and moans were getting the better of me I couldn’t stand keeping my mouth shut I pushed Flick into me locking my lips over hers making out with her slow and sensually as her palm receded and tucked her fingers inside me.

Our kissing increased and I felt Flick lead my hand to her pussy it was so warm wet and juicy my fingers sank right into her love hole I could sense the difference in her orgasmic attitude when I began to move my fingers inside her she started drifting her attention from me for a bit and laid back on to the toilet and spread her legs letting me ram my fingers deeper inside her.

Flick pulled my face to hers sticking her tounge back in my mouth mashing my lips harder as my finger curled inside her hitting her magic spot, her body shivered her breathing laboured, her pussy tightening around my fingers giving of the same heat and wetness I do when I finger myself, Flick pushed me out of her and sat directly onto the toilet letting out a large powerful splash of her juices into the toilet

“im a major squirter” Flick said in a satisfying tone as she continued to squirt into the toilet.

Flick looked at my extremely wet pussy noticing I haven’t cummed yet she leaped towards me locking her mouth around my pussy sliding her tounge all the way inside me making a moan escape my mouth unexpectedly, Flick continued gnawing at my pussy vibrating her lips on my clit while her tounge rolled up and down my fuck hole at a fast pace making me fluster with orgasmic ecstasy causing me to cum really hard on her tounge but she continued licking my pussy even after my orgasm my pussy was extra sensitive and every time her tounge hit my magic spots it made my pussy tingle ten times stronger I couldn’t bare it I placed my hands on her head trying to control myself but it was no use her licking continued and my pussy tingeled even more before letting of a very large wave of juices squirting all over Flicks face and in her mouth and all through her hair.

Flick and I laid up against the walls naked panting smelling like eachothers juices staring into eachothers eyes I gave her another lustfull kiss before getting dressed but Flick still continued to keep her kinky attitude stealing my panties and wearing them as her own as did I with hers it was actually quite a turn on knowing that her panties were already stained with her cum and it was gonna be brushing up against my creamy pussy all the way home.

Flick and I soon returned back to my boyfriends house acting like nothing has happened and just went about the rest of the night as normal.

Zayn Flick and I had the house to ourselves again as their mother had to work late so I thought I might try again with Zayn but if not I know what I can have instead.

We all sat down having dinner not really talking much just a comment here and there I could feel Flicks feet poking at mine under the table with her giving that same sexy stare from early today I made sure Zayn wasn’t watching us I moved my hand across to her thigh making my way to her panties but I couldn’t feel them all I felt was her familiar wet slit I went further inside her with 2 fingers fingering her in a curved motion watching her squirm at the dinner table in front of my boyfriend, knowing that I was fingering my boyfriends sister in front of him without him knowing was really making me wet I decided to be risky and move Flicks hand in my panties and have us finger eachother under the table while having a nice normal family chat.

I found Flicks tingle spot under table I could see the very controlled expression on her face trying not to show her signs of expected climax I pushed harder at her clit until her pussy finally gave way I could hear the faint squirt sound and feel it cover my palm I watched Flick almost lose control causing her peas to flick of the table as she poked at them I could see whitish goldish stream leak down Flicks leg I pretended to drop my fork under the table and went to crawl under to get it but what Flick didn’t know was it wasn’t an accident, just before I went to grab my fork I went to Flicks leg and found that the stream just ended above her ankle I swabbed my tounge at that very same spot and traced by tounge all the way up to the start of her inner thigh licking up the escaped stream of squirt this caused Flick to get up and excuse herself saying she had to go to the bathroom.

I watched as Flick brushed passed me, as she went for the hallway I saw her turn around and give me a cheeky grin and wriggiling her finger at me just like she did earlier today wanting me to follow her I was so horny I definitely wasn’t going to pass of that opportunity I pretended my phone was ringing and excused myself from the table explaining I had an important call and had to go somewhere private to take it.

I walked upstairs following the sweet meaty smell of Flicks pussy getting stronger as I get close to the master bathroom I went to do the same knock on the door as I did at the mall so she knew it was me soon the door swung open and Flick pulled me in and pushed me up against the door making out with me while pressing her open palms into my boobs squeezing them hard.

I let Flick take full control over me she through me all across the bathroom with her fingers in my pussy and and my fingers inside hers hearing the clucking sounds of our fingers splashing around the juices in our panties sent Flick over the edge fully pulling my pants down and pushing me back on the floor and moving her head between my legs and latching her mouth onto my pussy flickering her tounge up and down my pussy slit.

I was to easy I came within seconds I could hear flick drinking the jucies squirting out of me I looked back at Flick trying to control my breaths I explained to her ive had orgasm after orgasm from both myself and other guys but nothing this powerful she just explained that it’s a girl thing well I know for sure I am definitely liking this girl thing that shes speaking of.

I rose up to give Flick another kiss before we left but she didn’t let me go she pulled me in grabbing my ass and pulling me towards her I felt her wet pussy up against mine following her hands up my back to the back of my head “Its my turn now” flick said to me sensually slowly and gently pushing my head down to her pussy.

I felt a shudder of nerves flow through me as this will be my first time fully licking a girl out.

I watched Flick lay back on the bathroom sink and part her legs I smelt her sweet scent getting more powerful as I get closer till my lips were kissing her clit I didn’t really know what to do so I just sucked on her clit like an iceblock Flick noticed how nervous and how much of a noob I am to eating pussy she was kind and caring rubbing the back of my head guiding me through telling me to poke my tounge in and out of her fuck hole and licking up and down under her clit.

It took me a few minutes to get it right but then my tounge began working Flick’s pussy in the tight places making her shudder and spasm as my tounge explores the inside of her pussy I found a little spot under the outer wall of her pussy I find if I rub my tounge up and down that area and rub the spot on Flicks clit the same was my tounge was area was enough to make her squirm.

The thought of me eating another girls pussy was turning me on and making me drenched my fingers returned to my pussy I was to wet I could feel my tangy girl juices drip to the floor I moved my mouth over Flicks pussy breathing on her whole pussy doing that same tounge motion inside her with my tounge I think she was on the brink of an orgasm her breathing got caught short next thing her mouth was open but she looked like she found it hard to breath I looked at her to see if shes ok she just firmly pushed my face back into her pussy and I continued licking her out running my tounge in and out of her seeing that same expression on her face watching her lean back furtherer and furtherer until she falls back and lands in the bath tubb we were to horny to worry about any injuries the bathtub was big enough to fit me between her legs I was trying my best not to drown in her constant wetness I drank what little juices I could suck up so I could continue doing what im currently doing best.

A few more minutes into eating her pussy we heard the doorknob rattling Flick pushed my head down furtherer into her asscheeks and grabbed a nearby towel to cover our naked bodies, from the sound of the voice it was my boyfriend asking where I went Flick was very shocked going of at him telling him to knock explaining she was naked and about to have a bath and pointed to the downstairs bathroom saying that I might be in there.

As Flick was bullshitting to her brother I could smell the sweaty warm scent of Flick’s asshole I wondered if she liked me eating her ass I gave her asshole a poke making Flick jump inbetween sentences as she talked to my boyfriend I probed my tounge deeper in her ass shes definitely had cock in her ass before due to her ass being very easily stretched to accommodate my tounge I rammed and rigged around I could feel Flick getting more agitated to get rid of her brother after he finally left she flung of the towel and kept pushing my head working my tounge deeper into her ass she told me we better hurry up before they realise where were I am so I picked up my pace slotting my toung in and out of her ass and rubbing her clit just the way she liked it till I felt juices fling over my forehead I removed my tounge from her ass to catch all her squirt in my mouth it was so powerful it squirted the back of my throat I had to cover her whole pussy just to swallow every drop of her tangy girl cum it kind of tasted like pee to witch in a way was dirty and kind of sexy I like it.

Flick and I hobbled out of the bath half naked covering ourselves in more deodorant we made our way back to our table at separate times to make it look less suspicious and explained to my boyfriend that I had a pain in my stomach.

Later on at night Zayn finally decided he wanted to fuck me and already had my pants unbuttoned and my panties down and before you know it no forplay nothing just slaps on his condom because he is one of them nice clean boys and just wacks it in me lying on top of me pounding into me not putting any effort at all I just laid there and took the pounding thinking about how much I want his sister after having her my love for Zayn has for some reason moved to Flick and just cant bother to get any enjoyment from my boyfriend’s dick anymore I don’t know what his sister has done to me am I a lesbian now or am I bisexual I could like dick and pussy just not like my boyfriend.

After waiting what seemed like forever for my boyfriend to blow his load in the condom that he definitely could’ve blew on me or in my mouth it was such a waste, I decided to call a friend of mine shes a bit of a slut well when I was younger I use to fuck a lot when I use to hangout with her I asked her if she could hook me up with one of her guy friends saying I need to test something I told her to make sure he’s handsome loves forplay and doesn’t use protection and most importantly being discrete as I don’t want my boyfriend finding out or even worse his sister finding out.

The next night I stayed over my boyfriend’s house I snuck out after everyone was asleep and went a few streets down to the reserve to meet up with my friend her name was Josie and was about the same build as me a little taller way more sluttier shes fucked more guys than I can count.

I made my way through the bushland area of the park it was really spooky in the dark I was jumping at sounds and shadows till I heard somebody softly call out to me I looked around trying to figure out where it was coming from, I was startled by a tap on my shoulder turning around to see Flick standing right behind me surprising me by kissing me asking me what I was doing she could see Josie and some guy from a distance and looked back at me.

I knew I couldn’t really think of a bullshit excuse to lie to Flick so I thought the best way to go about this is be honest shes really been upfront and honest to me leading me to this moment so I layed it out to her

“Flick look a few days ago I was 100% straight I didn’t think of girls in a sexual or romantic way at all but after being with you all I crave is pussy your brother tried having sex with me the other night and I just couldn’t seem to enjoy it I don’t know whats going on with me theres so many questions in my head” I implied to Flick

Kacie sighed with a smile putting her arm around me telling me every girl who turns lesbian or bi go through this phase in life explaining its normal and telling me how I should’ve just came to her and talked about it then went back to asking me what I was going to do that’s when I explained

“please don’t hate me but I called up my friend to set me up to hookup with one of her guy friends that way if I don’t enjoy it im fully into girls but if I do maybe its because im bi and just not into Zayn”

I began to tear up explaining that her brother has his sweetest moments but as our relationship got older he just seems to care more about playing games than really putting effort into our relationship, before I burst Flick held me in her arms telling me its ok and she fully understands me.

There’s just something about Flick that makes me feel so confident in myself Flick took me by the hand and led me through the bushes and told me she will guide me every step of the way.

Flick and I eventually met up with Josie I introduced Flick to Josie saying that she was Zayn’s sister Josie gave me a weird look being a little confused I told her its ok it’s a long story Josie looked us both up and down raising an eyebrow and went to introduce us to her friend Chris he was a very attractive sporty looking guy medium sized muscles bit of a 5 o clock shadow with a Justin Bieber sticky uppy haircut “he’s cute” flick nudged me.

Chris approached me reaching his hand out to me leading me to another part of the reserve while Flick followed close behind Chris stopped in his tracks asking me if Flick will be joining us i forgot that Flick was behind me and got a little loss of words Flick just budded in saying she is just observing Chris didn’t seem fussed to fuck me in front of another girl I guess it was a turn on for him.

Chris didn’t really talk much he was already pulling me towards him feeling up my boobs and pretty much attacking my lips with his mouth I was a little startled and found it a tad uncomfortable but I had to see this through I worked my way into his pants pulling out his cock it was quite large I don’t think ive had a cock this big in me before I looked back at Flick widening my eyes with her giving the same look back I dropped to my knees taking his cock into my mouth licking up and down the shaft teasing the head only taking small amounts in my mouth at a time Chris seemed to get impatient he continued pushing me furtherer down onto his cock pretty much doing what Zayn did to me a few nights ago im not falling for that one again I pushed myself back and dropped my panties and bending over waiting for his cock.

Chris came up behind me and mounted me ramming the full length of his cock inside of me stretching the inner edges of my pussy filling it whole and began thrusting into me hard I told him to fuck me harder getting more agitated yelling at him to fuck me harder but the harder he went the less satisfied I got.

I had enough of being fucked I told him to stop and dismounted his cock I explained to Flick I just cant enjoy cock anymore I just cant I apologised to Chris and told him this was just an experiment he looked very annoyed with me I did feel bad about blue balling him until Flick announced that she will finish him of asking if I mind I told her to go right ahead and watched her take his cock in her mouth she managed to deepthroat the whole thing sucking up and down slowly I could hear the gagging and slurping noises and watching her cheeks wobble over his cock this was really making me wet watching Flick suck another guy’s cock.

Chris soon grunted and filled Flick’s mouth with his cum I could hear her gulping down his cum followed by withdrawing his cock from her mouth wiping the corners of her mouth doing a cute little burp.

I went back to Josie thanking her and told her ill explain what this is all about when it’s the right time leaving with Flick.

On the way home Flick held my hand just smiling at me and asking me what’s going through my mind right now I felt more at ease telling her that I think I might be into just girls I asked her if that was how she felt when she went through this situation, Flick explained that she is bisexual but she was more into girls but loves a fuck in the pussy or ass now and then and doesn’t mind swallowing a few loads of cum but could never date a guy they’re to complicated.

I guess im going down a different path I thought to myself Flick told me to come stay in her bed tonight she will have me back in Zayn’s bed before the morning arises I was very excited and relieved and kindly accepted Flick’s offer.

When we snuck back into Flick’s room we were in and out of our clothes in no time and held eachother caressing eachother’s bodies with Flick taking extra caution rubbing my ass deeply making out with me I could taste the cum on her warm breath.

Flick gently bent me over the bed telling me she loved me licking her ass and she wanted to return the favour I happily agreed and requested that I return the favour, soon I felt something wet and warm slither into my asshole giving me a whole new oral experience tounge fucking my asshole her tounge fucked my ass hard bucking bumb cheeks up and down umming and oohing trying not to moan I went to play with my clit but Flick smacked my hand away and picked me up rolling me on my beck and ramming 2 fingers inside me coating them in my juices before putting them in my mouth and replacing her fingers with her tounge poking it deep inside my pussy she rose up telling me my pussy tasted like cock she wanted to make me cum to return my pussy back to its natural flavour witch she definitely was on the brink of doing she decided to try something new using her saliva in my asshole as lube to work a finger inside my ass while gnawing on my clit.

I could feel my holes tense up and feel the insides of my pussy flush out drenching my pussy lips and seeping into my asshole witch Flick happily licked up till I was dry.

After a few pants later I arose up deeply making out with Flick moving her up over my chest till her pussy was just above my face “its your turn now” sensually saying before poking my tounge at Flick’s pussy pushing inside her working my fingers in her ass cheeks rubbing her ass hole rolling my tounge around inside her then switching places to her asshole tounge fucking her ass while rubbing her pussy rubbing it till she fully sat on my face pushing my tounge deeper into her ass my tounge hitting something bitter inside her ass with her juices drooling into my mouth I had the bitter taste of ass and the tanginess of a pee like squirt substance in my mouth I got that same feeling dirty but naughty I needed to cum again.

I think Flick still had one more orgasm left in her feeling her grinding her pussy on my face.

Flick rolled of my face with my tounge slowly sliding out of her I remoistened my mouth tasting more bitterness in my mouth Flick grabbed my cheeks probing my mouth with her tounge swapping the bitterness of her asshole with my own in eachothers mouths I felt Flick stagger onto me rubbing her clit against mine slowly picking up the pace with each slides till were rubbing against eachother breathing faster and faster ramming our fingers into eachother moaning softly face to face before returning one last passionate kiss before we both came onto eachothers fingers creating a small puddle of sticky girl cum between us.

A few breaths later I looked into Flick’s slowly retiring eyes feeling utter lust and affection for her “I love you Felecity” I said to her before falling asleep into eachother’s arms.

TO BE CONTINUED…

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It was on the night of my fortieth birthday when one of my always glamorous girlfriends Lisa approached me. “Happy birthday Jenni,” she told me as she hugged and kissed me with lots of tongue. “Now that you are forty you are ripe for a new sex life. You and me could do wonderful things together.”

“You know I am in a relationship with Tony. Though it’s a tempting thought I told her as I returned her kisses. It was more than a tempting thought. I had been bi-curious for half of my life. The thought of sexual pleasure from another woman at that moment was a very tempting and exciting thought for me.

When Tony made love to me that night, my special birthday fuck, he made a point of giving me cunnilingus, tongue fucking me as foreplay, before he slid his erection into me. All the time thinking about Lisa making love to me, giving me cunnilingus, fucking me with her tongue.

A few days later Lisa asked me to meet her for coffee, she was holding my hand when she told me again, “Now that you are forty you are ripe for a new sex life. You and me could do wonderful things together.”

“What type of wonderful things?.” I asked with a mischievous smile as she held both my hands. Indicating to her I wanted to be tempted with some salacious details of how she would like make love to me.

“After I undress you and admire your naked body, some long, slow foreplay while I talk sexy to you. I would love to kneel between your thighs, lick and kiss them before I licked your clit. Lick, kiss, tease and pleasure your cunt lips. Bring you to a wonderful slow climax.”

I have always enjoyed some sexy, dirty talk while having sex my male lovers. When Lisa dropped the cunt word it was the first time I had ever heard a woman use it. A huge turn on for me, telling me she wanted to lick, kiss, tease and pleasure my cunt lips.

Lisa knew I wanted her to have me, makes love to me, give me saphic pleasure when I held both her hands and kissed her, “That would be very exciting for me Lisa,” before she returned my kisses.

A few days later Lisa invited me for afternoon tea in her condo. She looked even more glamorous than usual wearing a sexy wrap around robe. “Why don’t we have a long bath together Jenni and get to know each other better. You know I have had a thing about you for a long time.” I did know she had had a thing about me for a while, the reason I had accepted her invitation for tea.

For the first time in my life another woman was undressing me. Kissing me as she did, enjoying her soft, feminine touch and feel on my body. Then naked for another woman for the first time in my life. Enjoying being a sex object for another woman for the first time in my life as Lisa circled around me while admiring my naked body, running her soft, experienced hands over it. Brushing my ass, my nipples, and my tush, a wonderful tease.

Motioning for me to remove her sexy wrap around robe, my hands trembling as I did. For the first time in my life I was admiring a bi-sexual woman’s beautiful naked body, instantly turned on by it, confirming the rumours, Lisa had a magnificent body, so attractive to both men and women.

We were sitting at opposite ends of the bath with lots of soft, soapy lather barely covering our naked bodies. “Tell me about your sex life Jenni” What you like? How you like it? When and where you like it? Does your man go down on you? Eat you out? Do you like him eating you out? When was the last time he fucked you? Can you climax more than once in a session?”

I was so comfortable listening to and answering those questions from another woman. Second guessing where the conversation was heading. Trying to tease her, tempt her, when I told her, “I love it when my man goes down on me, eats me out. When he does it right I can climax twice in a session.”

“The big question Jenni, has another woman ever had you? Has another woman ever gone down on you? Has another woman ever given you cunnilingus? Has another woman ever bought you to a climax? Has another woman ever fucked you with her tongue? No? I am so pleased another woman has never had you. I want to introduce you to a new world of sexual pleasure. Are you ready for me? Now, today?”

I was more than ready for Lisa. Kissing with our tongues while we dried each other. Lisa licking and sucking my nipples with her hand on my ass. She was so sensual. On my back on her bed, looking at my naked body in the ceiling mirror, with more mirrors on the walls.

“I promised you after some long, slow foreplay while I talk sexy to you I would love to kneel between your thighs, lick and kiss them before I licked your clit. Lick, kiss, tease and pleasure your cunt lips. Bring you to a wonderful slow climax.”

That was exactly what Lisa did to me, my first lesbian lover, my first bi-sexual lover. So good after waiting so long for a female lover, after I had been bi-curious for half of my life. She was a revelation, a skilful, bi-sexual, lesbian lover.

I have always enjoyed some sexy, dirty talk while having sex with my male lovers. When Lisa first dropped the cunt word it was the first time I had ever heard a woman use it. It was a huge turn on for me while she making love to me, telling me she wanted to lick, kiss, tease and pleasure my cunt lips. I was so wet for her, tongue fucking me while she teased my nipples with her fingertips. Teasing and edging me to a climax, slowly while I urged her to, “Fuck my cunt, fuckamycunt, fuckamycunt.”

Teasing and edging me while she made me wait for my climax, edging me with a finger inside me, right on my g-spot. I had squirted for a few of my male lovers, though never like this.

After we showered together I was a little hesitant as I was about to make love to a woman for the first time. “Just go with the flow Jenni,” Lisa told me while I was feasting on her beautiful tits. I did go with the flow, laying between her wonderful thighs, probing with my tongue, before she put a leg over my shoulder. So pleased when she asked me, “So good. Are you sure you haven’t done this before? You are so good, Fuck my cunt, fuckamycunt, fuckamycunt.”

I did exactly what Lias told me. I was so pleased with myself when I could sense she was about to climax for me. My power over her at that moment was absolute. Teasing and edging her, talking dirty to her while I edged her to a noisy climax. A huge relief and a feeling of marvellous sexual satisfaction while we cuddled and petted in the afterglow. I was now a bi-sexual woman. I wanted more.

Lisa and me developed a casual bi-sexual relationship, making love at least once a week. Showing and teaching me exciting new ways of giving each other sapphic pleasure. Shaving each others pussies as foreplay, each of us almost bald.

Lisa taught me exactly how she liked to be licked and teased to a climax. Every time I bought her to a climax it was so exciting for me, using my new found lesbian skills while she urged me to. “Fuck my cunt, I love it, fuckamucunt, fuckamucunt. fuckamucunt,” I loved it even more than Lisa did. An exciting voyage of discovery for me.

The first time one of Lisa’s girlfriends watched her have me was a magical moment for me, for my exhibitionist side. Forty years old and the first time another woman had watched another woman have me, make passionate love to me, climaxing while she watched, then climaxing again while her girlfriend kissed me, alternating licking and sucking my nipples. My first threesome.

“This is what I will do to you if I ever catch you with another woman without my permission,” Lisa told me a few days later while I was laying face down on her bed with a pillow under me. “I will kiss and lick your beautiful, big ass, tease and worship it before I spank it. Softly at first, like this. You like like that don’t you. Then harder, much harder, like this.”

I did like it, my introduction to BDSM. I liked it even more the next when Lisa asked me to spank her. “I had another woman two nights ago. I made love to a beautiful young, blond girl, I couldn’t resist her. Give me a spanking, a really good spanking. I did my best, perversely enjoying spanking her almost as much as Lisa did.

“Would you like to meet Jacqui, the beautiful, young blond girl I seduced. Would you like to make love to her like I did while I watch? Perhaps we could have a three-way with her? Tell me yes?”

In the lead up to our meeting with Jacqui I had watched a number of porno clips of older women seducing teenage girls. Without exception the teenage girls were so comfortable with an older woman, returning their kisses, enjoying an older women seducing them, undressing them. Obviously enjoying older women seducing them, making love to them. Many of the girls reciprocated, making love to an older woman, sexually satisfying an older woman.

By this stage of my bi-sexual relationship the thought of seducing a girl half my age was an exciting prospect. Even more exciting with Lisa’s express permission. And she wanted to watch and perhaps join in!

The moment I first saw Jacqui I could understand why Lisa had seduced her. Jacqui was a beautiful, young blond girl, nineteen-years old with a size 10-12 body. So confident, knowing she had the ability to have women twice her age lusting after her, wanting to seduce her. I instantly wanted to have her, make passionate love to her, give her sexual pleasure

I wanted to challenge Jacqui. Show her how an older woman could sexually pleasure her. Challenge her to make love to me, to boost my ego. She was returning my kisses, I was so wet for her. Whispering, “So good,” while I licked and sucked her nipples. Worshiping her beautiful ass, kissing and licking it. Then my tongue on her clit, licking and sucking her almost bald cunt lips. After that Lisa was naked while she she watched. Her voyeuristic side enjoying two of her lovers making out.

When I bought Jacqui to a climax it was such exciting moment for me, seducing a teenage girl while my lesbian lover watched. I wanted Jacqui to urge me to, fuck my cunt, tell me I love it, fuckamucunt, fuckamucunt. fuckamucunt. To have a sexual hold over a teenage girl. She was so wet for me while I varied my tongue pressure. Her hands pushing my head into her, Swirling my tongue, sucking and kissing her vagina with my lips, adding a finger to the mix. Edging her my pleasure as well as hers. So good for my sexual ego bringing a teenage girl half my age to a noisy, wet climax.Then a second time.

When Jacqui told me she wanted to have me I was flattered. How could a young , teenage girl be so good, so relaxed, so comfortable while pleasuring a woman twice her age. It was even better when Lisa joined in, kissing with our tongues while Jacqui bought me to a memorable climax. So good, while I reflected less than a year ago I had never had a female lover.

The first time Lisa gave me a golden shower was a magical moment. We were basking in the afterglow of a wonderful, long and erotic session of love making. Holding hands as we walked to the shower together. Kissing with our tongues as the shower water ran over our naked bodies. Passionately kissing as she stood close to me, watching and feeling her trickle over my pussy, the trickle becoming a steady torrent. So kinky. So good.

The next time we met it was my turn to reciprocate, give Lisa a golden shower. I was determined to make her golden shower even more exciting than the one she gave me. I had her lay on her back on the shower room floor. I was naked while I squatted over her with my legs spread, inches above her almost bald vagina. “I hope you want this as much as I do Lisa. I am going to count to three, before I return your golden shower. Tell me if you want me stop. “One …, two …, three …”

“Stop, stop, stop,” she told me with a wicked smile moments after I started to trickle over her. She had her eyes focused on my amber stream when she told me, “Don’t stop, don’t stop, more. Keep going.” Showering together afterwards, kissing each other whole soaping each other.

Lisa knew I was in a relationship with Tony. For both of us that was an edgy side issue, though I suspected Lisa had other lovers. It was inevitable she would want to meet my man. Tony was aware Lisa and me were bi-sexual lovers by then. I wanted Tony to watch Lisa and me making love and she wanted him to watch her making love to me.

It was the first time a man had ever watched another woman have me, Lisa had insisted she wanted Tony to be naked while he watched. “Your lady Jenni is a beautiful and exciting lover Tony,” Lisa told him as he watched her undressing me, then watch me undress her. Lisa talking to me all the while, an extra turn on for the three of us. “You have the most beautiful and exciting pussy Jenni. Tell me what you want? Do you want me give you cunnilingus, fuck you with my tongue until you climax for me while Tony watches?”

“Yes, I do Lisa, show Tony what you do to make me climax for you.” Tony had a huge hard on while he teased it with a fingertip while he watched Lisa seduce me. I was pleased Lisa was glancing at his erection as she licked and kissed my nipples, sucking my tits. A huge turn with my male lover watching and teasing his erection. I could hear him gasp, “Oh wow,” as Lisa was between my thighs, the tip of her tongue on my already wet clitoris.

Lisa was teasing and edging me to a climax while Tony watched. Both of us wanting to turn him on, wanting him to enjoy our love making. The way Lisa edged me with Tony watching was special, she had me on the brink, while I moaned involuntarily, “Fuckamycunt, fuckamycunt, I love it.” A climax to die for while my male lover Tony watched, masturbating with two hands while I climbed. Masturbating for Lisa while she watched.

Seducing other women soon became a special challenge for me. Carefully looking at every new woman I met as well as some of my existing lady friends. Would I enjoy making love to them? Would they enjoy me making love to them? Would they enjoy making love to me?

Suzy was a special challenge, older than me, always immaculately dressed when I saw her at a function. We were little more than acquaintances before she she approached me at a cocktail party. “One of my friends speaks highly of you Jenni. I didn’t realise you were bi. I was envious when she told me how she made love to you, what a wonderful lover you were.”

Her direct approach had me intrigued while she held my hand. “Cunnilingus has to be in the upper echelon of sex acts for me, being eaten out by another woman. Such an intimate act, one of the most intimate things you can do. I love receiving cunnilingus, simply because it feels awesome. Are we on the same page Jenni? Your place or mine?”

Suzy’s place was a short distance away in a Uber. Our hands all over each other in the back of the Uber, kissing with our tongues. Kissing passionately as soon as we were in the door. Undressing each other, admiring each other’s naked bodies. Holding hands and kissing on the way to her bedroom.

Suzy had a pillow under my ass as I looked in the ceiling mirror. “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 ten seconds or so, A sure way to bring me to a second climax.

Later when I had Suzy, she was even more direct. “Cunnilingus has to be in the upper echelon of sex acts for me, being eaten out by a woman. Such an intimate act, one of the most intimate things you can do or experience. I love receiving cunnilingus, simply because it feels awesome. “Eat me now, you sexy bitch. Fuck my cunt, fuckamycunt, fuckamycunt. I love it.”

A few days later when I told Lisa, Suzy had seduced me she was laid back about it. “I know she did, I set Suzy up for you. Did she tell you one of my friends speaks highly of you Jenni? I didn’t realize you were bi. I was envious when she told me how she made love to you, what a wonderful lover you were.”

Minutes later Suzy was at the front door, kissing Lisa with her tongue with before she kissed me with her tongue. Lisa and me had had some sexually charged moments, though nothing even approaching this one. The three of us kissing each other while we undressed each other.

I was on my back, with Lisa sitting on my face, something she had done a number of times, my hands on her ass while I licked her vagina. Urging me to, “Fuck my cunt. Fuckamycunt, fuckamycunt. Though this was the first she was looking down on my vagina, the first time another woman had given me cunnilingus at the same time, watching Suzy giving me cunnilingus, fucking me with her tongue.

So good, sexual heaven, recalling Suzy’s words, ‘Cunnilingus has to be in the upper echelon of sex acts for me, being eaten out by a woman. Such an intimate act, one of the most intimate things you can do or experience. I love receiving cunnilingus, simply because it feels awesome. Eat me now, you sexy bitch. Fuck my cunt, fuckamycunt, fuckamycunt. I love it.’

Suzy was correct. Cunnilingus was in the upper echelon of sex acts for me, being eaten out by a woman, while eating out another woman. Such an intimate act, one of the most intimate things you can do or experience. I love receiving cunnilingus, simply because it feels awesome. And what a way to climax. So subtle, so good, so many nerve endings being pleasured and responding.

Just when I thought cunnilingus couldn’t be any better than my three-way with Lisa and Suzy, it did get better after we showered together. This time I was sitting on Suzy’s face, a woman older than me, another turn on for me, while I watched Lisa giving her cunnilingus.

Suzi promised to bring one her bisexual lesbian friends along next week.

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“That is always such a turn on for me, your shaving cream and the way you use your finger as well as your razor. I am fantasizing about meeting a new person tonight and having that person lick my cunt. You know I love being licked and teased. Perhaps a bi-sex woman a little younger than us?”

Sarah and I both naked, preparing ourselves for a cocktail party in one of the local major hotels by shaving each others pubes, something we do once a week so we both have just a tuft above our sex.

“Could you handle that baby?,” she teases as I watch her dressing. A black, string, cup-less bra, then a matching g-string. “Does my ass look big?,” she smiles as I do up the clip on her g-string and ogle her wonderful size-14 ass, highlighted by the g-string on her size-12 body. Then a short, black, mid-thigh skirt and black silk blouse. “That black silk feels wonderful on my naked nipples,” she smiles as she watches me dress, loafers, skimpy black briefs, slacks and a white shirt.

After half an hour of circulating we came into conversation with two attractive, well attired and confident women, Nancy and Nina, perhaps five-years younger than us. They both exude sex appeal, Nina has a slight German accent and is not quite an obvious lesbian, though she has Sarah’s full attention.

When Sarah and I meet new people we are attracted to, we always ask ourselves, ‘would you be comfortable having or receiving twenty minutes of oral sex from that person. Sarah’s body language suggests she would be as Nina and she have their hands all over each other.

“Does Nancy pass our test? Nina does mine,” Sarah whispers as I smile my approval for her.

Lots of rapid fire questions, work, home, relationships. They had our full attention, Sarah’s especially when they explained they were talent scouts for an adult movie company.

“You two would make an ideal cougar couple. The company pays well and the film crew are very professional. Have you ever thought about the plot of an adult movie, a porno one to be blunt, which you feature in? Would you like to come upstairs and discuss the matter further?

“Relax and talk us both through the porno movie you would like to appear in. The company pays well,” Nancy tells us she writes two amounts on the back of her business card. “Don’t hold back, the more erotic the more exciting for all involved. Imagine thousands of people watching you performing in a porno video you have been paid to make.”

I stood behind Sarah as we tongue kissed, both of us excited as to where this might lead. “We could commence, tongue kissing just like this while I tease Sarah’s nipples through her silk blouse. As you can see she loves her nipples being teased. Look at them poking against the silk.

“Sarah is an exhibitionist, she loves flaunting her naked body for both males and females. Would you like to show Nancy and Nina your ass baby?” I whisper as Sarah turns so her back is facing the women.

“It is very exciting for me when I lift her skirt with her legs apart so she can flaunt her ass. She loves having her ass worshipped by both sexes, both at the same time really turns her on.

“Sarah is an exhibitionist, she loves flaunting her naked body for both males and females, both at the same time is even more exciting for her – and me,” I repeat in an agitated voice as she turns and I slowly undo the buttons on her blouse, then open it to show the two women her erect nipples and tits framed by her string, cup-less bra.

“She loves having her nipples licked while I stand behind her like this.” Just as I hoped and Sarah obviously wanted the lesbian woman, Nina, obliges by licking and sucking her nipples while her friend Nancy watches on as she helps Sarah off with her blouse and lightly tongue kisses her.

“Sarah loves being licked and teased,” I tell the women as I help her skirt fall to her ankles as we passionately tongue kiss.

“Love your thighs and beautifully shaved cunt Sarah. No point in using euphemisms in our business, you are an exciting woman. A wonderful, very fuckable cougar,” Nina tells her.

“Earlier tonight I was fantasising about meeting a new person and having that person lick my cunt. Just like that. I love it,” Sarah tells Nina as she kneels and licks Sarah’s almost bald cunt lips.

“Do you want me to stop Sarah?”

“No, absolutely not, fuck me with your tongue.”

“Did that little role play give you a hard on Roger?,” the other woman, Nancy, asks knowing it did as she looks at my crotch.

“A favourite of mine is watching a thick, hung man undo his fly and slowly release his cock and balls for a new lover,” I smile as I take great delight in showing her my equipment.

“That must be nine-inches and thick,” she smiles. “Very impressive, I have a trained, professional eye in these matters. I want to give a blow job as part of the interview process. You can watch Nina tongue fucking your lady at the same time. Let’s see how long you can last for,” she teases as she clicks her stopwatch.

The next morning we signed some contracts and releases and provided our bank details. The following afternoon Sarah and I fucked in front of a small crew, the two women, Nancy and Nina and two men. Very exciting for both of us as we followed the scenario we played out two nights ago.

We had a meeting with the two talent scout ladies the next morning and discussed alternate scenarios. “Your cougar persona, thighs and magnificent ass are a turn on for both sexes Sarah. And the crew are still talking about your thick, nine-inch erection Roger. Would you be amenable to a four-way? We could organise two women for you or two extra men. Would you like to see some pics?”

“Can we have both options?,” Sarah asked. Two women tonight and two extra men tomorrow. Better still two young boys, early to mid-twenties. Are you fine with that baby?,” Sarah asked knowing I would be as we looked through some clips of suitable women and men on a large screen, fully dressed, then naked. The preferences of the men were obvious as some of them were giving other men a blow job.

“Would you like to watch me give this man give you a blow job. Do you like the look of him? His cock is awesome,” Sarah asked as the two women helped us choose.

“His name is Vinny, he is Asian.“ the girls tell us. He is wearing a loose fitting t-shirt in all the clips. The shirt is very short and highlights his large flaccid cock. Sarah was correct, his cock is awesome, especially fully erect with a Caucasian man sucking it.

“Better still, lets both have the same man. No fucking, just a blow job. He can blow you first while I watch. Then you can watch me blow him. He should be rock hard for me by then.”

“Make this an event for all of us to remember you and your man by,” Nina told her as I watched Nancy and Nina oil Sarah’s naked body

“I want you to stand with you back to the wall, naked, with your hands behind your head,” Sarah told me as the film crew readied themselves.

She is naked apart from her heels and a tiny black g-string which does wonderful things for her oily body and magnificent ass.

“This is Vinny for your sexual pleasure baby. And mine.” Sarah smiles as filming commences. Vinny has a hand on Sarah’s oily ass as she walks in holding hands with him. The person who I expected to give me a blow job for a porno movie before Sarah gives him a blow job is not quite what I expected.

“This is Vinny for your sexual pleasure baby. And mine,” Sarah repeats as she stands behind him and helps him remove his short dressing gown.

“Oh fuck, a tranny,” is all I can mutter as I look at his naked, very feminine body. Vinny is most attractive, Asian, feminine body and persona, olive skin, almost as tall as me, shoulder length black hair, wonderful legs and tits, and a large, thick, most impressive, semi-erect cock.

“Would you like to watch me giving him a blow job while he is blowing you?,” Sarah teases as Vinny commences pleasuring me. Licking and sucking my nipples as he teases my cock with a fingertip as Sarah watches on, rapt at what she is seeing.

Sarah is tongue kissing me as Vinnie, the person she chose for our mutual sexual pleasure is licking and kissing my cock. “You really want this don’t you baby,” Sarah whispers. “You have a full on, thick, ten-inch erection for Vinny and me.

“Are you looking forward to watching me give Vinny a blow job when he is finished with you? You know I am,” Sarah whispers as she teases Vinny’s now full on erection against mine as I involuntarily gasp at the pleasure.

“Enjoy baby, your pleasure is my pleasure,” Sarah whispers as Vinnie commences sucking my erection. He is very good and obviously very experienced. Sarah is watching Vinny’s technique very closely, she is always looking to improve her technique and sexual skills.

Vinny is using his entire tongue up and down my shaft. The tip of his tongue is perfection on my highly sensitive areas. He is using the tip to flick the head of my erection before gently bringing my erection into his mouth.

He starts off slowly with light pressure, then gradually increases his pace. I am hardly aware I am moaning, “So good, oh wow, so fucking good.”

My hips are thrusting, I am holding his head steady, as I quiver. I love it, I am getting closer to orgasm.

“Fuck me, fuck me, I love it,” I moan, breathing heavily.

Vinny is using his hand to stroke my shaft and letting his thumb graze my frenulum as he reaches the head of my erection as he continues licking and sucking my erection. “You are very talented, so fucking good, don’t stop,” I moan as he uses his other hand to gently massage my balls at the same time.

Sarah is standing behind me, tongue kissing me as Vinny keeps sucking me, and I groan as I orgasm and let my semen enter his slightly parted lips and watch it dribble down his chin.

“My turn now, this is for you as well as me,” Sarah tells me as she sits on a chair, sideways to the camera so the full length of Vinny’s erection is on screen. “Do you like my man watching me giving you a blow job Vinny?”

Sarah’s blow job technique is legendary and today she is excelling herself as the cameras focus on her. After a quick clean up with a warm towel I can feel another erection coming on as I watch my lady giving a most attractive, hung tranny a blow job, while I tease my erection with a fingertip as he glances.

“I love a challenge and you are a challenge. A man with good tits and a big cock, very exciting for me. How does this feel?,” she teases as she rakes her fingernails over his large, sagging balls, very comfortable with what she is doing to an attractive, younger tranny with a film crew recording her every move.

She licks his nipples as she strokes his cock, then she has the tip of his erection between her pursed lips as she grips the lower part of his shaft with her hand, and uses the tip of her tongue to lightly lick the top of his head in a slow circular motion.

She has done the same to me many times and I can understand why Vinny is moaning in pleasure. Sarah has often explained to me the best blowjobs are about staying engaged the entire time, and making sure both people are having a good time. She is always working to refine her sex skills and she has Vinny in her thrall.

She is making eye contact with Vinny with his erection is in her mouth, then withdraws it to tease and edge him, and tease and edge me while I watch with a new full on erection.

She continues stroking his erection with her hand, and giving him lots of eye contact and a sexy smile “Your cock is magnificent, do you want me to bring you to orgasm?

Sarah is demonstrating her skills to the full as she rotates a hand around the base of his erection for increased sensation. When she takes his erection as far into her throat as she can for a brief moment, Vinny’s entire body tenses as he moans, “More Sarah more.”

“Your cock is magnificent, so are your tits, do you want me to bring you to orgasm?,” Sarah teases again as she licks and sucks Vinny’s nipples while stroking his erection with a clenched hand.

“Do you Vinny? I need to know,” she teases as he is breathing very heavily, the veins in his erection bulging, as are mine.

Always very exciting watching my lady bring another man to orgasm while I watch, Even more exciting while she is about to bring a most attractive, hung tranny to orgasm while I masturbate in sync.

“Do you Vinny?,” Sarah teases as he and I moan, “So good, so fucking good Sarah,” and orgasm in unison.

“Was I good boys?,” she smiles into the camera.

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Alison and Desiree have found the Patriot’s headquarters as the terrorist are about to unleash a devastating attack on Mark and Mary.

The Devil’s Pact
by mypenname3000
edited by Master Ken
Copyright 2013, 2014

Chapter Forty-Eight: The Patriot’s Blood

Visit my blog at www.mypenname3000.com.

For those of us that remained free of the Tyrants’ control, one of the great mysteries of their rule was the Patriots. They had appeared almost immediately to challenge Mark and Mary. From their first assassination attempt in Washington D.C., to their spectacular attack in February of 2014 that left dozens dead in the streets of Tacoma, the Patriots had been a constant thorn in the Tyrants’ side. So why did they mysteriously vanish after almost crashing Mark’s plane on May 1st, 2014?
–excerpt from ‘The History of the Tyrants’ Theocracy’, by Tina Allard

Thursday, May 6th, 2014 – Mark Glassner – The Mansion

“Are you ready, Chase?” I asked my week old daughter. I was using that high-pitched voice everyone seemed to use when talking to infants; I just couldn’t help myself; she was so cute and beautiful. Chase, as we had started calling her, cooed and stared up at me with her blue eyes. “I wonder what mommy is doing? Huh, do you want to go see?”

Chase gurgled.

“That’s what I thought, kiddo.” I kissed her forehead, and walked into Mary’s dressing room. My wife was naked, applying her make-up. Her auburn hair fell in a full, curly mass about her shoulders. “Looks like Mommy isn’t ready yet, even though we have to leave in fifteen minutes.”

Mary glared at me over her shoulder, her expression softening when she saw Chase. “Mommy needs to look like a Goddess,” she said in that high-pitched, sing-song voice. “Daddy just needs to not look like a slob.”

I feasted on my wife’s body. You could hardly tell Mary had even been pregnant. Between her Gift and her Pact, her body had quickly returned to its youthful, flawless beauty. Though her breasts were still a cup size larger, heavy with sweet milk. In fact, that was the first thing my daughter and I had in common—we both loved Mary’s milk.

I admired my wife as she pulled dark-black, thigh-high stockings up her pale legs, then stepped into her deep-blue dress, and pulled it up her body. It was strapless, and would leave the majority of her freckled breasts bare. “Can you zip me?” she asked.

I handed Chase to her, and Mary cooed happily at our daughter as I zipped her up. Chase was a happy baby during the day; at night, however, she was the opposite. I yawned; I had to spend an hour last night walking up and down the halls with our fussy daughter before she fell back to sleep. I could have had a maid do it, but I wanted to be her father, and that meant getting little sleep so I could take care of her.

“Today is your special day,” Mary cooed in a high-pitched, singsong voice. “You’re going to meet your worshipers, and they are going to just love you.”

The Cunningham twins were building the main Church of the Living Gods in downtown Puyallup, but for the moment they had repurposed a nearby Christian megachurch. Many Christian churches were being transformed into Living Churches as the number of Christians in America plummeted. With so many new converts over the last five months, many of our original worshipers had founded their own congregations across the country, our Missionaries.

As we walked through the hallways of the mansion, maids would pause from their cleaning to curtsy, and I let my eyes admire their fine bosoms on display in their transparent blouses, and maybe reach under a ruffled skirt to give a bare ass a squeeze. Outside, our limo awaited in the middle of a convoy made up of black SUV’s carrying several squads of bodyguards. More bodyguards would already be down at the church making sure everything was secure.

“There’s my Granddaughter,” Sean, Mary’s father, cooed, taking Chase from my wife.

Both of our families were coming to the ceremony. Sean stood at the heart of his family: his very pregnant wife Tiffany; his two daughters, Missy and Shannon; their boyfriends Damien and George; and the family’s sex slaves. Dawn belonged to Missy, Starla to George and Shannon, Mrs. Corra to Damien, and Felicity to Sean and Tiffany. It was still surprising to see Felicity; nearly a year ago Mary had given the teenage girl to her father, and then Sean had freed her. I never thought to see her again, but a month ago she showed up, begging to be Sean’s slave again.

“Don’t hog her,” my mom said to Sean, a big smile on her face as he handed our daughter off to her. “She’s just so beautiful, isn’t she Betty?”

My mom’s Black girlfriend nodded in agreement, her arm wrapped around my mom’s waist. Antsy insisted on her turn holding my daughter, and she tenderly held her niece while her girlfriend Via cooed in joy. Missy demanded to be next, then Shannon, and last the very pregnant Tiffany had her turn, tears glinting in her eyes as she held her granddaughter.

“We have to get going,” I finally said, taking my daughter from my mother-in-law. “You can hold her later.”

The limo pulled away from the mansion, and I noticed a flash of fear crossing Mary’s face. “What?” I asked her, reaching across the car seat strapped between us and taking her hand.

Mary glanced down at our daughter. “What if the patriots…”

“They won’t,” I lied. It was a fear nagging the back of my mind too. What if they did try something. I kept coming up with rationalizations why they wouldn’t. “It’s too public. They’re not going to risk all those innocent people.”

“Maybe this is a mistake, Mark.”

“We can’t keep her in a bubble all her life. We have our guards, she has her amulet, and we’ll be there to protect her.”

“Yeah, sis,” Missy giggled. “Your husband’s a bad-ass warrior. There’s nothing to worry about. He’ll just summon that wicked sword of his and…” She a swishing noise and sliced her arm through the air. “That’s that.”

Antsy laughed. “That’s my big brother. Attack the problem head-on with a big, phallic-shaped object.”

“Maybe I should attack you with a phallic-shaped object,” I grinned at my sister.

“Promise?” she asked, fluttering her eyes.

“You can count on it, sis.”

“So, Mark,” Shannon said, shifting in her seat between George and Missy, “I’ve always wondered something.”

“Yeah?”

“You got your gift from Mom, but how would you pass yours on. Hypothetically speaking, how did one Monk give his powers to another. Would you have to ass-fuck the guy? I mean, that’s basically how nuns do it, right?”

“Yep,” Tiffany nodded. “We ass-fuck each other.”

A laugh passed through the limo.

“So, how do you pass it on?” Shannon asked after catching her breath.

“I’d have to die,” I answered.

“What?” Mary exclaimed, giving me a shocked look. “Is that a joke, Mark?”

“Nope,” I said. “Monks pass on their gift to the person that killed them.”

“Why?” Mary asked. “I figured they just fucked someone. Like nuns do it.”

“It’s an act of forgiveness,” I explained. “I never told you this, Mare?”

She shook her head.

“That sounds weird,” Antsy said. “Why would they do it like that?”

“Well, the way Azazel explained it was to help the person who killed you become a better human being. That’s why there are so few Monks; if they were slain by a demon, or if they thought the man who killed them would abuse the power, they wouldn’t pass on their Gift.”

Mary raised her eyebrow. “How can you forgive the person that killed you?”

I shrugged; it seemed impossibly hard. “Fuck if I know.”

“Well, I guess you won’t be giving up your powers any time soon, big bro.”

“Yeah,” I grinned. “Little attached to my life.”

“So am I,” my wife smiled, and leaned over our daughter’s car seat to kiss me on the lips.

“Get a room!” Ansty yelled and Missy wolf-whistled.

“If we got a room, then you couldn’t watch,” Mary smiled at our sisters.

“That’s a fair point,” Missy said to my sister. “Plus, we couldn’t join in. So where’s the fun in that.”

“Excellent point, pipsqueak,” Antsy agreed.

“Pipsqueak?” shrieked Missy.

“Umm, how about a cute, beautiful, vivacious pipsqueak?”

“Better,” Missy smiled, and gave my sister a kiss on the lips, which brought a wolf-whistle from Damien.

The crowds were ecstatic as we pulled up to the church, held back by a line of bodyguards. Many of the faithful had flocked to the church to see their new Goddess. There were more women then men, a sad reality in the aftermath of the Wormwood plague, and I admired more than a few pair of exposed breasts as our limo crept slowly forward.

I savored the passionate cries of my worshipers that flooded the limo when Leah opened the doors. Our sexy chauffeur bowed with a flourish of her arm as I stepped out. I surveyed the crowed, then held my hand to help Mary out, little Chase in her arms. It was like a physical wave slamming into us as the crowd roared their love. I waved and Mary held Chase up to her cheek, facing our daughter towards our loving worshipers. The noise scared our daughter, and she started fussing; Mary rocked and soothed her as we walked into the church.

“My Lord, my Lady,” breathed Rose Cunningham, her blonde hair caught up in a long braid. Daisy, her twin-sister and wife, slipped up beside her, and they bowed their heads.

The Cunningham Twins were our High Priestess. In a ceremony in March, we had publicly bound them with the Zimmah spell in this very building, sealing their position as the head of our Church. Since they were bound, and therefore trustworthy, Mary handed over Chase to Daisy. Our priestess’s face melted with awe, and she gently cradled our daughter.

“She’s perfect,” Daisy breathed, handing the infant to Rose, who bent down and kissed our daughter’s forehead.

“We’ve set aside a room for you to wait in, my Lord,” Rose said, handing Chase back to Mary. “The Ceremony will begin in about an hour.”

I suppressed a yawn, there were worshipers watching us, and it wouldn’t do to let them see us as humans. “Lead on,” I commanded.

It was a small room set with a few, padded benches. Two of the maids—cute, innocent Cindy and sultry, dusky-skinned Karishma—had set out refreshments of wine and juice and quickly started serving Mary, our families, and me. I sat down between my wife and my sister, who pressed her warm body up against me. Almost immediately, Missy and her boyfriend Damien started making out.

“You are such a cute thing,” Sean smiled as Cindy handed him a glass of wine. Pregnant Tiffany gave her husband an amused look.

“Thank you, sir,” she smiled back, braces glinting on her white teeth.

“I would have loved to have you in my class.” Sean’s hand reached out and fondled the teen’s ass. Cindy’s grin broadened. She was a maid and lived to serve in any way.

Mary glanced up, rolled her eyes, and held up Chase to Karishma. “She’s a little young to see this.”

“Yes, my Lady,” Karishma purred in her Hindi accent. “You are so beautiful,” she cooed to my daughter, carrying her out of the room.

Cindy let out a gasp; Sean’s hand rubbed between her thighs. It seemed like I had transformed both our families into sex fiends. My sister’s hand rubbed at my crotch, her lips kissing my neck as Sean pulled our teenage maid into his lap, and aggressively kissed her.

Mary shifted in her seat. “All my careful work is going to get ruined,” she muttered, then shrugged. “Oh well, I’ll just cast an illusion on myself.” She had become quite proficient with the Ashan spell, and sometimes like to play pranks on me with her illusions.

I glanced at her. My wife’s cheeks were flushed, her emerald eyes wide with desire, and wet spots appeared over her breasts, darkening her bodice. “You’re leaking,” I whispered.

“Damn,” she muttered, pulling her dress down. Her two dark-red nipples popped into view, white milk beading on the hard nub. When she became horny, her breasts always leaked milk.

Shannon, who sat on the other side of Mary, smiled. “Let me help you, sis.”

Mary gasped as her older sister sucked her right nipple into her lips, nursing loudly. My sister pulled my cock out, stroking it a few times, then leaned over me to capture my wife’s other nipple. My shaft was rock hard, leaking pre-cum as my sister jacked me off. Her cheeks hollowed as she nursed at my wife’s breast, milk leaking out of the corners of her lips.

“Oh, yes!” moaned Cindy, drawing my attention to my teenage maid bouncing on my father-in-law’s cock.

My mother sat down next to Mary’s mother. They shared a passionate kiss, my mom’s hand roaming across Tiffany’s pregnant belly, pushing down her top to reveal her large breasts and dark-red nipples. My mom sucked a nipple into her mouth, and Tiffany moaned her delight.

“Fuck my ass, George!” Missy shouted. “I’m so horny! I need two cocks!”

The younger Sullivan sister, her strawberry hair streaming around her as she rode Damien hard, smiled over her shoulder. Her skirt bounced up and down, flashing her naked ass at George. Shannon’s fiancee didn’t hesitate to bury his cock in his future sister-in-law’s teenage ass.

Antsy straddled me, her lips kissing me, full of my wife’s creamy breast milk. My cock slid into my sister’s cunt, warm and hot, and she writhed atop me. The room was filled with the moans and gasps of our family enjoying themselves. I gripped her asscheeks as she furiously fucked me.

“Umm, you have a great cock, big bro,” she purred.

A tongue licked at my balls. I had no idea whose. The tongue followed up my cock and licked where I penetrated my sister’s pussy. Antsy moaned, glancing behind her. “You dirty slut, Via!”

Via, my sister’s girlfriend, gave a wicked giggle. “Wait until I’m licking your asshole!”

Antsy gasped, her cunt tightening on me, as Via’s tongue moved away from my cock. I pictured the black-haired girl’s face buried in my sister’s asscheeks, tonguing her backdoor. Antsy’s back arched, and her breasts pressed against my face. I pushed her red bodice down, and sucked a pink nipple into my mouth. I was disappointed not to get any milk; I had come to love breast milk.

“I should knock you up,” I grunted as her cunt slid up and down on my shaft. “I want to drink your milk.”

“What a nasty thought,” my sister grinned.

“Here, hun,” Mary purred, and her milk-heavy breast loomed before me.

She was kneeling on the couch now, her sister on the floor eating out her pussy. I captured my wife’s nipple and sucked hard. Delicious milk flowed into my mouth, warm, creamy, and sweet. I loved her milk; I loved every woman’s breast milk. I wanted to drain her dry, but my daughter loved my wife’s milk, too. And I wanted to be a good father.

“Let me taste!” moaned my wife.

I didn’t swallow the mouthful I had, and pulled my wife’s face down for a passionate kiss. My balls boiled; sharing breast milk with my wife, and being buried in my sister’s cunt, was too much for my dick. I groaned, my body tensing, and I shot three large blasts into my sister’s womb. She kept riding me, gasping and moaning.

“Lick my ass, Via! You dirty whore! I’m going to make you cum so hard!” she screamed. “I’m cumming! Oh, yes! I love fucking my big brother’s cock!”

Antsy leaned against me, then Via pulled her off me. My sister stretched out on the floor, her pussy messy with my cum. Via straddled her girlfriend’s face, and they slipped into a sixty-nine, Via sucking my cum out of my sister’s pussy.

“Oh, shit!” Mary gasped, throwing her head back as she writhed on Shannon’s mouth. “I love it! Make me cum, sister!”

I looked around the room. Cindy knelt on the floor getting fucked doggie style in the ass by Sean, her mouth buried in Tiffany’s cunt. Betty, my mom’s Black girlfriend, had Missy’s head buried between her thighs while sucking George’s cock and Damien had mounted my mom, his face buried in her tits, as he pumped away at her cunt. Damien had a thing for older women, and my mom was one hot MILF.

Smiling, I slipped behind my young sister-in-law, and stuck my cock into her tight, freshly fucked ass. Whenever the entire family gathered together, these sort of orgies were the consequence. We all loved each other, and what better way to show it then by shoving your cock into your wife’s sister’s ass while she ate out your mother’s girlfriend’s cunt?

Mary knelt beside me, and gave me a kiss on the lips, reaching out to fondle her little sister’s ass. “Don’t get too carried away,” she whispered. “We do need to present our daughter soon.”

“I’ll try,” I moaned, Missy’s ass tight on my cock.

“Come lick my pussy, Mary,” Shannon cooed. “I need to cum so bad.”

Mary gave a wicked laugh. “Well, I’ll try not to get too carried away myself!”

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Noel Heinrich – Patriot Headquarters, Montana

“The ceremony should be starting in an hour,” Wyatt reported.

“Let’s get the golem’s moving,” I ordered.

“It’s still not too late to abort,” Wyatt pointed out. “I’ve seen the crowds gathering on the news. It’s going to be a bloodbath. The golems are not discriminating! Why not attack their mansion?”

“It has to be a place that we know where they’re at!” I countered. “And someplace public so Mark won’t flee. You’ve seen him. When there are cameras on, he can’t help but play the invincible god! We don’t know their schedule, so we wouldn’t even know when they would be there, and if we did, we don’t know the layout of that mansion. They could be anywhere in there, and slip away through the Shadows. We’re only going to get one chance at this so we can’t afford to fuck it up!”

“There has to be a better way! We can wait for another appearance! One where there aren’t thousands of innocents gathered! We’re supposed to protect these people, Noel! Not butcher them!”

I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and steeled my nerves. “Their hunters have forced our hand. Alison and Desiree could find this place at any moment, Wyatt! The time for being careful is over! If thousands have to die, then that’s cheap in my book!”

“Fuck,” he muttered. “Why did I ever listen to you, Noel?”

“Because you can’t stand idle while people are enslaved.”

Wyatt spat. “Fine. Let’s get this bloodbath over with!”

I reached out to the black sword lying on the table. It felt disgusting in my hand. The blade seemed to drink the light in, reflecting nothing back. It was emptiness hammered into a weapon, like a part of the universe had been cut away, leaving behind a void of nothingness, a hole in the fabric of space. It was Annihilation, and what it cost me to procure this cursed sword haunted my nightmares.

It was the only thing that could harm the spirits guarding the Tyrants in the Shadows. Three of us had been lost trying to slip through the Shadows and assassinate them before we learned just what was protecting them. This blade could harm them, could kill them, so to speak. It was Annihilation, and would unmake their very souls, ending what is eternal.

I slid it into the sheath hanging from my waist. “Start opening the portals.”

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Alison de la Fuente – One Mile South of Patriot Headquarters

My wife was sleeping, half on her side, her black hair spread out across her pillow. Our sleeping bag was half unzipped, and her pillowy, brown breasts were exposed to my gaze, topped with her dark nipples, looking like Hershey kisses and tasted just as sweet. It reeked of pussy in the tent; we had fucked each other like bunny-rabbits last night after we finished planning our attack.

We were going to attack the Patriot’s suspected stronghold tonight. Our soldiers were special forces: a mix of SEALs, Delta Force, and Marine Force Recon. All were veterans of Iraq and Afghanistan, proficient at midnight raids. We each had ten soldiers under our command, all bound to Master with the Ragily prayer. More than enough to storm the house under cover of darkness and eliminate everyone inside.

We had a Predator drone orbiting overhead, and its infrared only showed a dozen or so people living in the ranch. Snipers would take out the sentries, and the rest would rush the compounds and capture or eliminate the Warlocks before they knew what was happening. For now we just had to wait behind a knoll a mile away from their compound.

And I knew just how I wanted to pass the time.

I dug into my rucksack, and found a hot-pink dildo and a clear strap-on harness. I quickly pulled them up my slim legs, adjusted the end of the dildo so it pushed against my little clit, and cinched the straps nice and tight. I thought I saw movement, and I stared at my wife; the curve her lips twitched as she suppressed a smile.

“Hmm, what a pretty, and helpless woman I found,” I said out loud. “It would be a shame if some perverted woman came along and molested her.”

Desiree continued her charade of sleep as I grasped the side of our sleeping bag, and peeled it gently to the side, exposing her lush, nut-brown skin. I reached out, and stroked her thigh up to her plump, Latin ass, squeezing her cheek. She was so beautiful, almost as beautiful as Mistress, and every day I was thankful to Master for bringing us together.

Sometimes I despaired of ever hunting down all these despicable Warlocks. I wanted to spend so much more time with my wife and my Masters. Then stop hunting the Warlocks, my subconscious whispered. Then you can go back to Master, and be with him and your wife.

No. Desiree needs to do this. And I need to help her!

Then let her do it, answered my subconscious. Master needs you at his side. Leave Desiree and go back to him. You never should have married her to begin with!

I love her! I screamed at my subconscious.

I didn’t know why I had these regrets about marrying Desiree. I loved her so much, more than Master and Mistress. When we were apart, I ached for her. It had been difficult the last six months being separated from her and our Masters. But Desiree needed to hunt down the Warlocks for what he had done to her, and I needed to help her punish them. Sadly, it was faster for us to split up. Anger burned inside me; I wanted to make all the Warlocks pay! I hated them all for what he did to my wife. If I could raise Brandon Fitzsimmons from the dead, I would flay every inch of his flesh, starting with the cock that raped my Desiree. I would just have to settle for disposing of all the other Warlocks.

I pushed my anger down, and ignored my stupid subconscious. I had a beautiful, ‘sleeping’ wife to molest. I bent down, and kissed her butt-cheek, then kissed my way up her hip and side. I found her ribs and gently moved her arm out of the way so I could follow them to her large melons. I rubbed my cheek against her soft breast, and found her dark nipple, sweet as chocolate, and sucked it into my hungry lips.

A soft sigh escaped Desiree’s lips, and I looked through a curtain of my pink hair to see Desiree quickly shut her eyes. I nipped her nipple, biting ever so gently with my teeth, and felt her twitch. I released her nipple, and kissed up the slope of her breast to her shoulder. I bit and nibbled on her shoulder blade, then I nuzzled at the nape of her neck, sucking hard just above her choker, and leaving a dark hickey.

“Umm, you are such a sexy, helpless woman,” I cooed in her ear, after kissing up her cheek. “I’m going to stick my cock in your cunt, and have my way with you.”

I rolled Desiree onto her back, her black hair falling over her face, and I parted her thighs, settling between them. I rubbed the tip of the dildo across her slit, smearing her juices to lube it. Desiree twitched every time the hard plastic brushed her clit. After a few tries, I found her hole, and pushed just the very tip of the dildo inside her, enjoying the fake cock’s base pushing back against my own clit.

“Oh, no, what are you doing?” Desiree gasped in mock alarm, pretending to wake up. “Please, stop! I am a virgin!”

“Ohh, that just make’s this more fun,” I cackled, pushing in the dildo an inch.

“No, no, no! Someone help me!” Desiree cried out. I giggled; she was cheesier than a soap opera. “I have never been with a man before.”

“I’m no man,” I growled, pushing in another inch.

Desiree’s hand found my perky breast, fingering the barbell that pierced my nipple, and purred throatily, “Umm, I see that.” I pushed in again, sinking the dildo almost all the way in. “No, this is wrong!”

I gently pumped into her. “Doesn’t this feel wonderful? Your cunt was made to have my cock shoved inside it!”

“Yes! I mean, no! It’s so wrong! Women shouldn’t be making love! I’m no lesbian! Take it out, please!”

“If that’s what you want?” I sighed, and started pulling the dildo out of her, but Desiree’s legs wrapped around me, stopping me. “I thought you wanted me to stop?”

“I…I…” she stammered. “I want you to fuck me!”

I pushed the dildo into her just a little bit. “You want me to fuck you? I thought you weren’t a lesbian!”

“I was wrong!” Desiree moaned. “Fuck me! Make me your lesbian whore!”

I shoved the cock in, delighting in the pressure on my clit. Hearing Desiree begging to be my lesbian whore was stoking my fires big time; I pounded her pussy. “My little, lesbian whore!” I gasped, watching her breasts bounce as I fucked her. “You love it, don’t you!”

“Yes!” Desiree gasped. “You’ve made me love women! Pound my cunt! Make me cum!”

My orgasm was an inferno burning through my entire body; I drove the dildo deep into her cunt as I writhed in passion. She kissed my neck and chin, her hips screwing up into me as she ground her clit against my pubic bone. Her hands squeezed my ass, urging me to fuck her harder. I pumped my hips as fast as I could, Desiree panting every time the dildo buried into her snatch.

Then she exploded, writhing beneath me. “¡Mi Sirenita!” Desiree gasped, lost in the pleasure of her orgasm. “¡Me estoy corriendo!”

Desiree smiled contentedly at me. So irresistible; I bent down and kissed my wife, and her arms wrapped around my body, hands running across my back. I slipped my tongue into her mouth, explored her and caressed her tongue. “I love you,” I told her when I broke the kiss, then I grinned, “Do you want to play…”

“Ma’ams!” Sergeant Holland shouted from outside, “Something’s going on at the ranch!”

I sighed, kissed Desiree one last time, and shouted, “We’ll be right there, Sergeant.”

“Very good, ma’ams.”

“¡Mierda!” Desiree cursed. I thought the same thing. I hadn’t cum yet!

After we were dressed in camo fatigues, we joined Sergeant Holland, formerly of the Marine Force Recon, on the knoll. Thirteen men and women were gathered outside before the field of rough, clay statues. A pair of them were standing on ladders doing something in the air. I focused my auraculars—a pair of enchanted binoculars Sam whipped up that allowed you to see a person’s aura—on the people on the ladders. There was something weird in the air, glowing lines, and the men moved their arms like they were drawing an arc in the air.

“They’re making a portal,” Desiree muttered. That definitely made them Patriots. Only the Patriots and Lilith’s followers knew that spell, and no man followed Lilith.

“Why do they need one so big?” I asked her.

The portal finished, shimmering as it opened on the misty Shadows. It was large, easily ten or twelve feet tall and twenty feet wide. More than enough for a human to walk through. My stomach sank; that was tall enough for one of those statues to walk through.

“¡Mierda! They’re fleeing!” She glanced at Sergeant Holland. “We need to attack right now! Before they get away!”

“Risky,” he answered. “We’d be exposed. There’s not much in the way of cover between here and there.”

They’re going to attack the Church! my subconscious screamed. You have to stop them!

“Wait!” I shouted, “They’re going to use the statues to attack the ceremony! Master and Mistress are presenting Chase this morning!”

As I spoke, the front ranks of statues lurched to life, and then more and more ranks. Like a wave rippling through a pond, the roughly shaped, clay figures started moving. A blonde woman was at the portal. She walked through, and a group of ten statues followed her into the Shadows.

“I want the drone to drop its hellfire missiles right on the mass of Warlocks!” I shouted at the Sergeant.

“Yes, ma’am!” he grabbed his field radio, and started relaying his orders.

Desiree grabbed her radio, “Snipers, take out their sentries! All other units prepare to assault the compound!”

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Noel Heinrich

The portal sprang to life as Ben and Jarvis finished drawing their circle, the gray mists of the Shadows pressing against the portal’s plane like smoke against a glass window. Ben and Jarvis climbed down their ladders; the portal had to be carved large enough for the golems to fit. Nodding in satisfaction, I turned to survey the field of golems, all roughly shaped from the red clay we had dug out of a nearby hill. Each was hulking, standing ten feet tall, and broad shouldered, but only had the vaguest resemblance to a human, like they were merely cut-outs in the shape of a human without any of the fine details: eyes, nose, muscle definition, hair, lips, bellybutton. They stood motionless, waiting for a Warlock to activate them. We had a hundred and thirty. Ten for each of us.

I took a deep breath, and yelled the golem’s activation order, “Met!”

The first ten shook and came to life. Wyatt shouted the order, then Jarvis, Ben, Gus, Marrisa, and the rest. Row after row of the hulks came to life, their bodies creaking as they began to move. Hebrew letters appeared on their foreheads, blazing scarlet. They spelled a single word—death. They would reek havoc in the church, killing anyone who got between them and their target. They would not stop, they would not tire, they would only kill. Even if we were struck down, they would keep killing. And Mark, wanting to prove how great and mighty he was, would throw himself into the fray. I smiled; he’d be overwhelmed.

Drawing Annihilation, I stepped through the portal. With booming footsteps, the ten golems under my command followed me through the portal. I peered around the mists, keeping a wary eye for Mark’s ghosts. I didn’t see any. But you couldn’t see far through the fog. I glanced behind me, watching my golems stump through the portal. Wyatt and the other Patriots waited for their turn, standing in a group by the portal.

They all looked uncomfortable, nervous, talking to each other or smoking a cigarette. Arms folded, tension in their eyes. And guilt. Wyatt looked at the ground, his shoulders slumped. None of them liked my plan, but we had run out of options. Mark was too powerful, and we were being hunted down like dogs. There was—

Fire engulfed my compatriots. Red and orange erupted in the blink of an eye, boiling with fury. A rapidly expanding cloud of flames and smoke consumed them, then ripped through the ranks of the golems like a combine through a wheat field, battering their bodies into chunks of red clay. Then the shock wave slammed into me.

The fog spun about me as I was thrown by the force of the explosion; Annihilation flew from my hand. I tumbled through gray mist, struggling to comprehend what had happened as I was tossed like a piece of debris in a hurricane. I landed on my arm; there was a sickening crunch, and pain roared through me. I rolled across the ground, and came to a rest next to the black blade. It had landed point down, sunk to the hilt into the gray rocks.

What just happened?

I lay dazed, my ears ringing. My thoughts were scattered, and my mind groggy. The image of Wyatt and the other Patriots waiting for their turn to enter was burned into my mind. They had been standing together talking or smoking a cigarette, waiting for their turn to lead their golems through the portal, when—my thoughts froze.

They were all dead: Davin, Jarvis, Marrisa, Nyree, Kilie, Ben, Alec, Gus. I was the last one left.

I felt numb—too stunned for grief. Mark had found us, and sent some sort of air strike. I should be dead, too. I had barely entered the Shadows when it happened. My body shook; I missed death by mere seconds. The weight of what just happened fell on me, crushing my soul. I was the only one left.

It fell on me to save the world. That weight almost crushed me.

“I’ll see you dead, Mark!” I screamed into the shadows. “You’ll pay for every innocent life you destroyed!”

I sat up, trying to ignore the pain of my broken left arm. I glanced once at it, and almost threw up. It was twisted; a splinter of white bone jutted bloody out the side. I grasped Annihilation with my good arm, and struggled to my feet. Surrounding me stood my golems, patiently waiting for their orders. Two were destroyed in the blast, and another had lost an arm.

I was the last Patriot! I would see Mark Glassner dead even if it cost me my life! Gritting my teeth, I led my golems through the mists.

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Alison de la Fuente

The hellfire missile struck at the center of the mass of Warlocks, consuming them in red flames and black smoke. The shock wave was so powerful I could see it rippling through the air, collapsing the side of a barn, blowing out the windows of the ranch house, and blasting the animated statues into huge chunks of red clay, which flew in every direction and crashed down across the Montana countryside.

The second missile was overkill, striking just feet from the first and collapsing the rest of the barn. A few seconds later, the booms slammed into our position on the knoll. The shock wave struck me, and I felt like I had just jumped face first into a pool of water. My hair whipped about my head, and my ears protested the sudden pressure change. The Patriot’s three sentries only had to time to gape at the missiles’ devastation before they fell dead to our snipers’ fire.

“Good kill,” Sergeant Holland radioed to the drone operators back in Langley, Virginia.

“Maybe one got away,” Desiree mused as she scanned the wreckage with her auraculars. “That blonde woman was through the portal when the missiles struck. I don’t know if explosions can pass through a portal or not.”

“Um, are those statues still moving?” I asked. Maybe twenty of them, the ones farthest from the portal, were still standing. It looked like they were turning around, walking towards us with a slow, unstoppable gait. “I think they’re coming for us.”

“Send another missile down,” Desiree ordered. “Wipe them out.”

“The drone only carried two Hellfire missiles,” Sergeant Holland answered.

The snipers opened fire, their bullets sending up puffs of red dust, pitting the surface of the claymen. They may as well have been firing BB guns for all the good their shots did. When the lead hulk reached the barbwire fence surrounding the ranch, it just walked through it, the barbwire tangling uselessly about its legs.

Sergeant Holland whistled and waved at our men waiting at the base of the knoll.

The soldiers scrambled up the hill almost as agile as mountain goats. Two had one-shot missile launchers called LAWs, small tubes that they quickly deployed. They aimed and squeezed their triggers. With a hissing whoosh, the rocket motors ignited and they streaked down the hill in a shower of sparks, and struck home, exploding against the chests of the first two clay men. Clouds of black smoke billowed away, revealing gaping holes blown into their chests. The first fell apart after taking one step, but the second somehow kept coming, enough of its mass left to sustain it. Despite the fact that I could see through the damned thing, the clay man kept plodding closer and closer.

“Set out Claymores,” Sergeant Holland shouted. Three soldiers slid down the knoll and started sticking Claymore antipersonal mines into the ground; small, olive-green rectangles, slightly concave, and stuck into the ground on small legs made of wire. They were powerful, filled with high-explosives and ball bearings, the charges shaped to spray a concentrated area with maiming death.

“Call Sam,” Desiree shouted at me. “We need to know how to kill these things.”

I pulled my satphone out of my pocket, looked up Sam’s number in the directory, and called her. It took a moment for the phone to connect to the satellite and another ten seconds before it started ringing. And it rang and rang as the clay men drew closer and closer. They were deceptively fast; while their gait was slow, their stride was very long, and they were already approaching the base of the knoll.

“Pick up, pick up!” I snarled at the phone in frustration.

A boom shook the air as the first claymore detonated, finishing off the second golem and spraying the third one with shrapnel, shearing off its arm; it didn’t seem to care. The soldiers opened fire, muzzles flashing, and my ears were assaulted with cracking gunshots. The golems were sprayed with automatic fire, chunks of mud flaking off them, and gouges and pockmarks began to litter their bodies. They still kept coming, the soldier’s bullets too small to hurt something that large made of hard-packed clay.

“How many claymores did you set out?” Desiree asked.

“Three,” Sergeant Holland answered. “All we had.”

“¡Mierda!”

We were in trouble. The satphone just rang and rang.

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Noel Heinrich

“Ignore the pain, Noel,” I whispered, my voice hoarse. “Just ignore the pain. Mark Glassner must die for all the atrocities committed in his name, and his callous enslavement of the world. All humans deserve to be free, and to ensure that freedom it sometimes means spilling blood. Your enemies’ blood and your own. For generations, men and women have laid down their lives at the altar of Liberty, and today it’s your turn. So keep walking, Noel.”

I stumbled through the Shadows in a haze of pain, my golems lumbering along beside me. I knew my destination, picturing the church in downtown Puyallup, and let instincts guide me. That’s how you moved around in the Shadows—instincts. What would be a twelve hour trip in the real world, would take me maybe thirty minutes of trudging through the never-ending mist.

I tried to shove down the pain of my broken arm. I bound it to my chest with my torn shirt. All I wore now were my pants and my bulletproof vest, my 9mm service pistol holstered at my waist, a bronze dagger tucked into my belt, and Annihilation, the sword of negation, clutched in my good hand. I held the vile thing in a death grip; the price I paid was far too high for me to lose this blade.

I just kept putting one foot in front of the other, just one more step, over and over. Righteous anger fueled me—and guilt. The innocent girl’s face swam in my mind, pleading. I tightened my grip on the sword, trying to forget that memory. I never could.

The Tyrants had to die! Their tyranny could not be allowed to run unchecked. I would stop them no matter the cost to my soul! I just needed to keep putting one foot before the other. Step after pain-filled step. Time seemed to lose all meaning in the Shadows, and distance was only a thing remembered from the real world. Here everything looked the same. Gray ground, gray fog.

“Hello, Noel,” a soft voice whispered out of the mists.

She stepped out before me, blonde and beautiful, a sad smile on her lips. A terrible ache grew in my heart as I stared at the spirit, and for a moment my resolve slipped and those memories I had carefully bottled threatened to rush back; I tightened the lid, and reclaimed my resolve. Nothing was going to stop me, not after all I had done to reach this point. After I had killed—

The girl’s innocent face filled my mind again. Her face was never far, frozen in that awful moment. Her eyes had bulged as her fingers had clawed ineffectually at the garrote. Guilt racked my soul; I could not let her death be in vain! Her death had to mean something! Otherwise I had murdered her for nothing, and that would mean I was nothing more than a—

I pushed the guilt away; I was a Patriot. I did what was necessary to defeat the Tyrants. I gripped Annihilation, raising the hole-in-reality up, and leveled it at the spirit before me. I had to finish this! I had to kill Mark! No matter the cost!

Even if that meant condemning Chasity to oblivion.

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Alison de la Fuente

“Pick up, pick up!” I screamed at the satphone. “Pick up you stupid…”

“Hello?”

“Candy, put Sam on right goddamn now!”

“We’re in the middle of something important,” Candy said brusquely. “We’ve found something here at Qumran, call back…”

“Put her on right the fuck now!” I screamed. “It’s life or death! We’re under fucking attack!”

“Fine, Alison,” Candy sighed. “You don’t need to be so melodramatic.” She paused, then asked, “Are you setting off fireworks?”

“Those are guns, you stupid cow!”

“Stupid cow?” she muttered angrily. “I should just hang up right now!”

“I’m sorry,” I said through gritted teeth. I wanted to reach through the damned satphone and wring the stupid cow’s throat. A boom rocked me, the second claymore detonated, blowing the legs off a golem. It fell to the ground in a cloud of red dust, then flailed on the ground with its arms, before finding purchase, and started dragging itself up the knoll. Great. “Now put Sam on before we die you stupid fucking cow!” I snarled, so angry my words almost ran together.

Candy snorted, and she spoke to someone. There was more rustling, then Sam answered, “Hey, Alison, what’s so important?”

“We’re being attacked by clay men,” I told her with relief. “The Patriots created them.”

“Claymen?” Sam frowned. “I’m not sure I’ve heard of that.”

My stomach sank. “Really? Only heavy explosives seem to do anything to them. And we’re running out of those.”

“Hmm, describe them in detail.”

“They’re tall, maybe ten feet, and made of red clay. They don’t feel pain or anything. They’re like animated statues, and we’ve already killed the Warlocks who activated them, and now they’re attacking us.”

“Interesting,” Sam murmured.

“It’s really not! These things are practically unstoppable!”

“They sound like golems,” Sam said. “It’s a Jewish legend. Supposedly they’ll obey any command that their Warlock gives them. Is there anything written on the golems’ foreheads?”

I peered through the auraculars at the nearest golem’s forehead. There was something there: three Hebrew letters. It was hard to make out which three as the golem lumbered forward. “Yeah, a three-letter Jewish word.”

“That would be met, I believe,” Sam answered. “It means death in Hebrew. Without a Warlock to guide them, it will just kill the nearest humans until it is deactivated.”

“So how do we deactivate them? Outside of brute force?”

“Oh, destroy the word on their forehead,” Sam explained. “That’s probably what actually stopped them. The blast probably disrup…”

I hung up—I didn’t have time for one of Sam’s long-winded explanations—and screamed, “Shoot for the forehead!”

“Yes, ma’am!” Sergeant Holland shouted back, ejecting the magazine smoothly from his weapon and jamming in the next one, and started firing.

Bullets began peppering the golems’ faces. The damned things were so close, so I drew my Colt .45, and aimed the pistol at the nearest one’s face. My hand shook with adrenaline as I unloaded the clip; I missed with every shot.

“Shit,” I muttered.

I ejected the clip, fumbling with the replacement magazine. The first golem collapsed in a heap of red rubble from the soldiers’ fire, then a second and third. It was working! We could do this! I slammed the magazine into my pistol, released the slide, took a deep breath, aimed carefully. “You can do this, Alison,” I whispered, then fired, emptying my entire clip in two heartbeats.

And missed with every goddamn shot! I didn’t even hit the fucking golem’s giant torso! Dammit! The damned thing was almost as big as the side of a barn! And I did so well on the practice range. I ejected the magazine, my hands shaking violently. I tried to calm them down, breathing deeply. How were all these soldiers so calm? How could they face down unfeeling and unliving mounds of clay walking towards us like it was just another day at the office.

“We need to retreat!” Holland shouted. Half of the golems were destroyed, but the other ten were so close, about to summit the knoll.

“Fall back!” Desiree ordered. I didn’t need to be told a second time.

Two of the soldiers, Millner and Vasquez, kept shooting, providing cover for our retreat, as the rest raced down the slope of the knoll. It was two miles to where we parked the vehicles. Two miles across broken ground and scrub bushes; we’d never outrun the golems. That didn’t stop us from trying!

Fear spurred me as I ran down the hill, heedless to how dangerous it was. I didn’t care that I might trip and fall and break my neck, I just knew that if those things caught me a broken neck would be the least of my problems. The hill was dotted with olive-green brush that ripped at my arms as I raced by, leaving stinging cuts I barely felt. I reached the bottom of the knoll, thrilled that I somehow didn’t fall, and I put all my effort into running as fast as I possibly could. I wasn’t going to die here, killed by some fucking golem!

I stepped in a jackrabbit’s hole.

The damned thing was practically invisible, dug into a tuft of yellow grass. My ankle twisted; pain shot through me, white-hot. I fell forward with a loud gasp, landing hard on my hands and knees. I couldn’t lie here, those things would tear me apart. I pushed back up, struggling to stand. I put weight on my hurt ankle; it folded up like a cheap chair. I cried out, clutching it, and collapsing onto my face again.

“Alison!” Desiree shouted, kneeling down next to me.

“I think I messed up,” I said, trying to grin through the pain—I failed.

“Come on,” she said, grabbing my arm.

Desiree put her arm under my shoulder, helping me up. She supported me, my arm wrapped around her shoulder. We struggled forward—I was reduced to hopping on my one good ankle. Behind us, I could hear thudding footsteps. I glanced back and saw six golems striding down the knoll after us, Millner’s ruined body clutched in one of the golem’s fists like a bloody, torn doll. Vasquez raced ahead of the advancing golems, running like the Devil himself was licking at his heels.

“Let’s go!” Vasquez shouted, grabbing my other arm and, together, he and Desiree half-carried and half-dragged me away from the golems.

We didn’t go fast. There wasn’t much that I could do. I opened my mouth, prepared to tell my wife to leave me, but she shot me a warning glance that said everything: “I love you, and I am not leaving you behind to be torn apart.” So I struggled to use my one good foot, trying to push us forward as they carried me. The other soldiers quickly outdistanced us, and the golems kept advancing like a force of nature, uncaring, unfeeling, unmerciful.

Holland and the other soldiers reached a line of scrub, and turned to provide us covering fire. Another golem collapsed behind us, but those thudding footsteps grew closer and closer. Two more collapsed. A grenade sailed over our head, exploded, and I screamed in pain as something hot seared into my ass.

“Faster!” I urged, glancing behind me to see a golem only ten feet away, his arms outstretched. Christ, his hand was bigger than my head!

The gunfire was dwindling; the soldiers were running out of ammo. They drew their sidearms, carefully aiming, and opened fire at the golems. I could hear the bullets whistling as they flew right over our heads. I scrunched down, trying to hunker my head out of the soldiers’ line of fire, and squeezed my eyes shut. I didn’t want to see what killed me. Whether it was the golem’s grasping hand or my own men’s bullets, I didn’t want to know.

See what your stupidity has done! my subconscious railed. You never should have left his side!

“I’m sorry, Masters,” I whispered; I didn’t want to die. I wanted to be at Master’s and Mistress’s side forever with Desiree. “I’ll wait for you with Chasity and the others. Yours forever.”

There was a groaning noise and a loud thud as something heavy crashed into the ground behind me. The gunfire stopped; the soldiers cheered, whopping and hollering with unabashed joy. I forced myself to open my eyes and look back. Strewn across the ground behind us were six piles of red clay, one just feet away, a small line of clay leading from that mass to just inches from me. The thing must have been just heartbeats from wrapping its strong hands about my neck and squeezing the life out of me.

Whoops of joy went up from the soldiers. I started shaking as Vasquez and Desiree set me down. We were alive. Energy surged through me, and I grabbed my wife and kissed her thoroughly on the lips. We were alive! She held me tight, trembling in my arms. We lived! We defeated the Patriots, stopped their attack, and survived! Desiree thrust her tongue into my mouth; my fingers stroked her neck and cheek, savoring her warmth, her life.

I was so happy! I didn’t even feel the pain in my broken ankle.

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Noel Heinrich

A battle raged around Chasity and myself, the other ghosts attacking my golems with silver swords. The golems would punch, but their blows were ineffectual against the ghosts, unable to hurt those who were already dead. But their damned, silver blades could hurt my golems, hacking and biting into the clay, and sending chucks flying off to be dissolved by the mist. One golem collapsed, enough clay missing from its legs for it to be able to stand.

None of that mattered as Chasity stood before me, a silver blade in her hand. “Out of the way, Chasity,” I growled. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You can’t hurt me,” Chasity answered.

I raised the black blade, the tear in reality, and Chasity’s eyes fell nervously on it. “Don’t be too sure, Chasity.”

“Watch out,” Karen called out. “That’s Mishbath, the Blade of Annihilation.”

Chasity’s eyes narrowed, but her resolve never wavered. “Turn back, Noel.”

“I can’t,” I hissed. “He deserves to die, to have never even existed. I will set mankind free from his tyranny!”

“Please, Noel,” Chasity begged, “Don’t make me kill you. Remember that night we shared, the passion?”

“I remember that you threw your life away protecting them the next morning!” I screamed. “They made you their slave and forced you to sacrifice your life. Just like all the other ghosts here! They are monsters, Chasity! Now step aside, or I will deliver oblivion to you!”

“Mark’s the monster?” Chasity asked, eyeing the blade with disgust.

Purple face. Bulging eyes. Hands scrabbling at the garrote.

I pushed the guilt down. “He’s enslaving the world, he needs to be stopped, Chasity.”

“He’s making it a better place,” Chasity retorted.

“Of course you think that. You’re still his slave!”

“I am,” Chasity asserted, voice full of pride, “and that’s why I can’t stand down. He’s my Master.”

“And you threw your life away for him!”

“No!” There was anger in Chasity’s voice. “My death was not in vain! He learned compassion! He stopped seeing us as merely things, but as humans with hearts. That’s why he set you free! He felt guilty for what happened to me. He learned compassion from my death. He’s just human, he’s made mistakes!”

“He’s a beast, a monster. He unleashed Lilith, and look at all the harm she’s caused!”

“Lilith tricked him!” Disgust curled Chasity’s lip, her eyes flickering to the abomination cluched in my hand. “You summoned Ashtoreth, and you call him a monster? He’s never murdered anyone! I know what you had to pay for that blade! Whom did you strangle?”

Bulging eyes and a purple face starring up at me.

“I did what I had to!” I spat.

“The excuse of a tyrant.”

“I am a Patriot!” I shouted, rage screaming from my lips, and I swung the blade at her face. The mists parted before the blade, snapping back like a taut string severed; the fog screamed in my mind as oblivion claimed a small portion of it. Chasity raised her silver sword, and negative black struck shining silver, locking together with a sickening screech that vibrated my bones. I drew back and hammered another blow at her; she parried. Again and again I slammed Annihilation at her; again and again she blocked my fury.

“Are you so eager for oblivion?” I snarled. “One slip-up and you’re gone, Chasity! Just let me pass!”

“I will face oblivion for him,” Chasity resolved, her face fierce and beautiful, her voice full of passion. “He is my Master.”

I had tasted that passion before. Memories of that night—her last night alive—we had shared flashed through my mind. We had loved each other passionately; I had been consumed in ecstasy for this woman. The emotions I had beaten down into the depths of my soul after Chasity’s death came rushing out, screaming in protest as I strove to drive my blade into her body.

“Please,” I begged, trying to bottle them up again, but they were like a gas hissing into the atmosphere, impossible to rebottle. “Please don’t make me do this.” I could feel the tears rolling down my cheek.

“Then stop! Walk away.” Her sapphire eyes softened. “I think I loved you that night. Maybe, if I hadn’t died, we could have been something more.”

Her words slapped me, and I stumbled back. No! Be strong! Liberty has its price! Blood must be shed, even if it’s the blood of your friend, your lover. With an animalistic scream, I leapt at her. Annihilation swung through the mist, the fog crying out in pain as the blackest blade cleaved through the vapors towards Chasity’s body. For just the merest moment, profound grief and regret flashed across Chasity’s face, then iron-hard resolve glinted in her sapphire eyes; her sword stabbed forward.

It didn’t hurt as her blade slipped between my ribs.

Annihilation fell from my suddenly useless hands before the abominable sword could connect with Chasity. For a moment I stood there, impaled upon the silver blade, staring into Chasity’s ice-blue eyes. Her face broke, twisting into sadness. She reached out with a trembling hand to me, but my legs buckled and became useless; I slid backwards off her blade, landing on the ground with a grunt. I stared up at the never-ending mist as my lifeblood spilled out, staining the gray ground red. I shivered, a numbing cold spreading through my limbs. Chasity stood over me, tears running like silver rivulets down her cheeks, and bent down and picked up the terrible blade.

“Do it,” I whispered, the guilt consuming my soul. I had murdered that girl for the blade. She had been so full of life, and I was only full of death. “Send me to oblivion.”

She swung the sword at my head.

Only it missed, burying in the gray ground just above the crown of my head. Something inside me snapped, the chain wrapped around my soul—my slave chain—was severed, setting me free from bondage to Lucifer. Free from his torment, but not free from my punishment.

“I don’t deserve this,” I sobbed as Chasity knelt down next to me, grasping my hand. A rough, wet cough rattled out of my throat; copper filled my mouth. “She was an innocent.”

Chasity stroked my face, bent down, and kissed me on the lips. When she pulled away, they were stained red. “We all make mistakes, Noel. Some are just worse than others.”

“I’m scared,” I whimpered. The cold was spreading through my torso; my vision shrank, leaving only Chasity’s beautiful face. “Don’t let me go.”

“I won’t,” she whispered.

“I’m so sorry, Roxy,” I cried out. That was her name. Roxy. She had run away from home; from one horrible adult to an even worse one. She had wanted to be an actress, going to Hollywood would be her big break. I stole that from her for something as meaningless as vengeance.

My eyes closed; regret filled me. That was living, regretting all the hurts you heaped on your friends, your family, on strangers; regretting all the missed opportunities—chances to have fun, to take risks, to experience love and companionship. What was the point in living if you never actually lived. I had let the anger and rage at Mark consume me, burning out all the good parts of my soul and leaving behind only ashes. Regret.

My heart slowed. All feeling faded away from me, the clammy mist upon my face, the rough ground beneath my back, the shuddering pain in my torso. Every sensation was bleeding from my body except one single hand gripping mine, full of love and forgiveness. I clutched at that hand as I hung over the precipice of death. I didn’t want to be alone and full of regrets. I wanted love. I wanted Chasity.

My heart stopped beating.

My soul fell into the darkness; I held on to Chasity’s hand with a death grip, unwilling to let go. I was like a woman hanging from a cliff mere moments from plummeting to her death. Her only hope is a strand of flimsy grass. So she clutches it, knowing the blades are too weak to support her weight, but not caring because she so desperately wants to live that she’ll do anything, no matter how impotent, to survive. I didn’t want to plummet off my cliff, so I clutched Chasity’s hand with all my strength—my blade of grass—and hoped for a miracle.

Sometimes miracles can happen.

I opened my eyes; Chasity’s face shone above me. I sat up, leaving my physical body behind; the mist assaulted my corpse, dissolving it like styrofoam in nail polish remover. Joy surged through me—I wasn’t going to be alone! I hugged her, and kissed her on the lips, warm and wonderful. Her arms wrapped around me, holding me tight, and her lips kissed down my cheek to my ear.

“I didn’t let go,” she whispered. “You’re one of us now. Somehow your soul is tied to mine.”

“I chose love,” I answered, caressing her cheek. “I didn’t want any more regrets.”

To be continued…

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There will be more rambling debaucherous sex stories, because there will be more debaucherous sex in my rambling life.

The usual rambling girl storytelling cominatcha!

Ok here’s MY disconnected privilege para. During shelter-at-home I meant to get online and chat more, but I’ve been occupied. Also I’ve been hearing about how my favorite hoes aren’t able to “work from home” like they should because of an online service called OnlyFans (I think?) where every sexually repressed 3-6 is able to chat online and videochat for $. Everybody being locked in is good for business, maybe my online chatters wouldn’t be available anyway. But that got me thinking, not that I need to do that because I’m set, but I should Duo J during this or something for some naughtyness… But peoples’ issues got me doing math too, and after buying my house and investing the rest as Mark demanded, at my set up quarterly dividend rate of 5% every 3 months, I’m making like $12,000 a month! That’s minimum, and $144,000+ a year for doing nothing. That’s Hillary-level $ breh. I’m probably way off and the market crash I’m hearing about means I’m making nothing rn, but it’s stress relieving to know that was hopefully close to how it was before all this. But I’m not an accountant obviously. Basically I got a credit card, where as I understand it the place I’m invested with pays for my purchases with cash or credit themselves, then liquidate low-level stocks to cover that at some point. There isn’t a place I can check my net worth, I’d have to request a statement. They explained it during that first investment meeting but I’m ballparking it in my head now for my own sense of wellbeing. Also I’m def hiring a live-in sexy warrior/chef/butler after all this. I’m working on the ad bits at a time here and there for when things are back to normal. (My stock value did indeed drop from what I was told when I called to inquire, but it’s renewable and I just have to wait awhile for it to rebound, and 1/5th was in a “money market” which is non-fluctuating so I have it to support me in the meantime)

I’ve been checking in on the people I care about during the cataclysm. My mom’s fine, she owns her own essential business and is doing the reduced hours for employees ect thing everyone else is, making less $ but still staying ahead. My boys are fine, schooling from home and their parents are still working, nobody’s sick. I told them to stay safe, and if they’re lonely… NOT to go online to onlyfans or whatever and pay to chat with girls who won’t remember them. I’m here to supply them with naughty text, my huskiest voice and whatever other accompanying visual masturbatory aids their might need lol! But if they’re caught they don’t know me, I’m an E-girl! My friend Holly is good, her business is always essential, even though the cops wouldn’t agree during the best of times ;), Dillan still working at reduced hours making sandwiches, now doing delivery and still living at his mom’s. She’s ok too, still single… Gunguy lost his job and his work wasn’t essential, he is staying with his parents. Idk what to say to him so I apologized and told him to let me know if he needs anything and we’ll talk. No fucking at the moment though… Yeah that was the first thing he said he needed, he doesn’t take the Rona seriously and isn’t taking precautions like everyone else I know is. N is sick with something so he’s not allowed in to work. I’m kind of glad, he deserves a little punishment but I’ll feel terrible if it’s actually bad or something happens to him. But this at least means I have another good excuse to take needed time away from him. Maybe I’ll throw him a bone when this is all over. He WAS being the sweetest example of conciliatory before all this, flowers, calling at lunch, ect. I think his behavior was a one-time thing… Like every other woman always says before the 2nd time. J&P both fine, staying at home. Not that I needed an update, I talk to her all the time. He’s started texting me in the middle of the night when she’s asleep saying he misses me and we should have some alone time when he can justify getting out of the house, which will still be when this is over. I think being together so much is causing them issues again because I thought he was getting tired of me, I told them both if they need to talk hmu and I have some good ideas. Or to hmu if they’re having bill issues or something and left it at that with a metaphorical wink. Mark also misses me. I think. I might have whined and purred to him about missing his firm hand across my ass and around my neck and talked him INTO missing me. Because I remember the conversation as if I was drunk. The beginning where I was calling him daddy, playing with myself while telling him that, and wishing he was using me like a loofah I clearly remember. A wet finger-induced orgasm and a promise of seeing me when this is over is the only other clear part at the end.

Fuck bullshit fucking marauder cheating piece shit cock sucking asshole motherfucker IMONHURTMEPLENTYWHYTHEFUCKTHEFIRSTONEWASBETTERWHYTHEGUNPUZZLEBULLSHITASSHOLEWHATDOYOUMEANTHECHAINSAWREFILLSITSELFIVEBEENSCROUNGINGAMMOTHISWHOLEFUCKINTIME?!?

Been watching alot of gangbang and lesbian porn and masturbating furiously. Normally I don’t use toys on myself, they’re for using on each other or someone to use on me. But I’ve been casting “the hub” (xnxx doesn’t let me mention it..?) to the big TV, plug in my ass, on my knees humping a pillow and dipping a big green veined dildo halfway to my stomach like I’m checking the oil on my car! I didn’t realize before I must have an oral fixation/compulsion. I’m not the type to bite my nails or need to chew gum or anything but I’m strangely comforted having a fake dick close to my face at all times. I’d hang it around my neck like a binky, or for easy access if I could. I’ll just be lounging on the couch watching Clone Wars and just sucking away, heartbeat and wet arousal in the back of my consciousness like a lingering headache I can’t seem to get rid of, even after I get off. Or if I don’t, it isn’t always necessary to but I could within a minute of I decide to play in my wetness. I just like sucking even when it’s not going to result in an orgasm. I don’t think it has to do with not getting laid even. Like everyone, I’ve gone longer than this without that. Even without getting off in my case. I think it’s just the isolation and fact that it’s actually UNAVAILABLE for the first time in my adult life. First world problems

JESUSFUCKIKNEWTHATWALLLOOKEDSUSPECT?!? NOZOMBITCHDONTGRABMEASSHOLEYOUREGOINGTOGETMYSHITPUSHEDINFUCKINROCKETLAUNCHER!?! Oh good a quiet part, some scrounging and fuses -STARSWHEREFUCKOFFWITHTHATSHIT!SHITFUCKASSWHERESTHEDOORTHISROOMSTOODARKWHYISNTTHEFLASHLIGHTON?!? Oh RDO, how I miss just just picking flowers, fishing and shooting squirrels, those other games are too angering in this trying time… *CLOPPITYCLOP Is that a rope- NOFUCKYOUWHATTHEFUCKSYOURPROBLEMHOWDIDYOUEVENFINDMEHAHAHESCAPEBITCH*POW*POWME’AND’THEFUCKINHORSEYOUASSHOLE?!?ITHOUGHTPEIPLEWEREPASTTHISINTHISGAMENOW!

I’m restless here, sleeping far too long and my whole body feels like a sandbag. Like I need to be out and doing something but everything is closed, even the parks and beach. I know I’m eating far more than I work off too. I just feel sluggish and like for example when I flex my arm, I can pinch alot more skin between my fingers even over my bicep. It sounds like a weird thing to track, but even if I can’t see it, little things like that which are different than before are indicators of putting on weight. I more feel it in my cornering and acceleration more though lol

I’ve decided while everyone’s indoors I’m going to go hiking up a trail that looks out over town. Hiking and stuff’s still allowed AFAIK, and I see people out walking all the time. I’m going to do it when it’s drizzling so I won’t be too hot, and to make things interesting I’ll just be wearing a coat and shoes. I’ll have an umbrella too. I have a men’s leather blazer that comes to mid thigh that’ll be sexy. It would be hotter with heeled boots but I don’t want to go hiking in those so maybe converse. I wonder if anyone will be on the trail… Planning this whole thing out like this is hot, I’m considering bringing a toy or camera, dropping the coat for a minute, taking a nude rain selfie with the town in the background… Maybe with my favorite green toy as a prop. Have to go no more typing fingering to do

The hike was nice, it was drizzling and Grey, nobody out, I felt excited showing a little thigh through the front of the jacket as I walked. The trail’s really Rocky so it wasn’t too muddy. I only saw one person out, a fit older lady in tight jogging clothes who was the “reporting flashers” type so I just waved. She was too old/not my type anyway and I wouldn’t want to be creepy. A grinning, leering athletic guy I might have shown with a sexy spin or lifted the back of my coat as I passed and mooned him as I kept walking, but grandma was the only one out. I can read the situation, for someone thinking that sounds weird. When I got to my spot I did hang my umbrella from a tree, open my jacket and let the cold water touch my nakedness for a few minutes. I suppose anyone in town with a telescope pointed at that random spot on the hill would have gotten a show, so nobody really. But it was still thrilling. Also since the green dildo was too big for the pockets I decided on a different toy. I have a big glass buttplug with a flower on the end, and I had it in my ass as I walked, which is a fun sensation. I think I’ll start going out like this. It’s sexually ambiguous, I could be another dumb girl dressing in warm day clothes like short shorts and then putting on a needed jacket as it cooled down, or I could be naked under the jacket with a sex toy inside me. It depends on the imagination of the beholder, only I will know. And the guy smartass enough to ask, thinking he’ll impress his friends with a brave act of harassing a stranger. It’ll be sexier when I can wear my heel boots…

I went out grocery shopping in my new favorite outfit, sexy boots included this time. It is super cold to be doing that, especially in the refrigerated sections of the store. I like to have my earbud in listening to raunchy porn blasting, I tested first to see if it’s audible anywhere but in my ear and it’s not. And then when I get back to the car and it’s pouring, after putting the groceries away its time to play! I put my phone on the steering column where I can watch, barely lift the jacket over my thighs and masturbate in the parking lot. The sensation and my wetness is enhanced by the nudity in public, porn audio I’ve been listening to, plug in my ass I’m grinding on, and “Anastasia Rose airtight dp” on PH. I watch while Gus and his wife in the parking spot next to me show no signs of seeing any of it through the buckets of water distorting my windows. To them I could be anybody, man or woman sitting in the car watching the most recent virus news. I texted J the whole naughty story about what I’ve been up to and she wants to do it with me at some point.

My Poolboy showed up at my door at 11pm in the rain. Against my better social distancing judgment I let him stay the night. Neither of us have been sick or out and he’s not in school so I couldn’t tell him no. He’d had a btfo fight with his parents and just left instead of hitting his mom with a chair or something, so he said. I greeted him as always naked at the door (because I don’t wear clothes at home) and we sat curled up on my couch eating pizza and drinking apple Jack’s while he told me the whole story. I was sitting in his lap listening, cheering him up when I could, agreeing some parts and pointing out others where he made things worse. When he was totally calm a few hours later and after some Netflix, I took his hand and took him to bed with me where we just cuddled and talked some more before falling asleep. He appreciated the chill night-without-needs when we woke up and after some groping kisses, headed home. He comes to me, not his gf 😀

N says he’s feeling better and always wants to come over. He kind of throws a fit when I tell him no, cause that’s not how quarantine works. Since he’s been sick I might still get whatever he had, even if he’s not anymore. Not that I trust his judgment because the power of boners is stronger *ding.

He came over anyway one night with flowers. I accepted them and told him I promised to see him when quarantine’s over. After like 30 mins of him begging at the door, and me telling him no like a kid and parent arguing whether or not he could hang out, I told him to go and guaranteed again I’d see him when this was over. Before I could shut the door though he got his foot inside, and when I opened it again to make an issue out of it he pushed me out of the way and let himself in. He was totally calm and played it off goofy and smiling like “too late I’m here.” After some arguing in which he was smiling the whole time like he was cute, he started getting touchy and kept trying to tickle me or lean in for kisses and I kept swatting or pushing him off. He only put up with that for a little bit, grabbing my wrists and pinning them behind my back with one hand and holding the back of my head with the other so he could kiss me. I kept wriggling and scooting backwards away from him so he walked me into a corner with walls on both sides and pulled my head back with a handful of hair. I couldn’t move, I could knee him in the balls but that might have been provocation. He was licking my neck and cheek while grinding his hard on against me, I wasn’t in the mood for any of it but it didn’t feel malicious like before or an assault. So when he asked me if I was going to be a good girl and behave I said yes. He handcuffed my hands behind my back with a pair he’d brought expecting this, and walked me upstairs still holding a fistful of hair on the back of my head. When we got to my room he pushed me headfirst onto my bed and got naked, then pulled me by my ankles over the edge. He started eating my ass which we hadn’t done before, and it had been a long time for me so I reluctantly had to admit it was kind of nice. He would mix in long licks of my lips with tongue-flicking my clit too. I was spacing out and daydreaming when I snapped out of it and realized I was about to cum and I was in a new position. At some point I’d shifted up onto my knees, was supporting my weight the side of my face drooling and moaning into my blankets, and even had my hands pulling against the back of his head. So I forgot all about his pushyness and gave in. After I informed him loudly that I was cumming, he rolled me onto my back and flipped me around so my head was hanging over the edge of the bed, then swung his hips and slapped his wet cock across my cheeks a few times. I opened my mouth wide with my tongue out and he happily throated me. He facefucked me for a few minutes, swatting my tits sometimes which made me squeal with a mouthful of dick, which then made me gag. It wasn’t terribly comfortable with my arms under me and the cuffs digging into my back every thrust but it was still getting me wet. The last time he pulled out so I could breath, he grabbed my hair again and pulled me to sitting upright. I felt like a mess, my nose was runny, spit and cum covering all the way from under my watery eyes all down my neck! I sat there on my knees trying to breathe, he moved up to the head of the bed sitting on my pillows against the wall, hooked me under my arms and pulled me back between his legs. I was leaning back against his chest and he asked me with lips to my ear if I wanted his dick in my tight tasty ass or wet pussy, I said ass thinking of him eating it a few minutes ago. That’s exactly what he hoped I’d say. He helped me get my knees under and my feet behind me by lifting me up by my hips, and I straddled his legs reverse-cowgirl style. Then he pointed the tip of his dick against my asshole and pulled my body down on it slowly with equal handfulls of hair and cuffs. I started riding, feeling that cock-filled sensation I haven’t had in over a month, and was leaning forward to give him a good view. We fucked like that for a little bit before he pulled me back against his chest, thrusting on his own now cause he was close to cumming. He was groping my tits, sliding his hands up my chest and gripping my slippery neck, using it to pull me down harder on his dick. I felt it stiffen and the thrusting stop, so I grated my hips back and forth and milked his load into my butt. When he was done I laid back against him relaxing and we talked. I said today was kind of sketchy and in a grey area because the way he forced his way inside started out scary, but him being boyish and immature and the fact that I was kind of into it this time was the only thing that made it not creepy. He said that last part was what he was going for last time he just lost his temper. I reminded him this time could have turned out different too and not to do something like this again. In a vacuum tonight would have been cute. Immature bf doesn’t take no for an answer, seduces girl with his boyishness and dominance. But with the last time he was here in my mind, when he stopped the door with his foot I almost ran. We had kind of a soft argument, no yelling just upset girl and repentant guy and I told him after last time he DOES scare me and that I consider what happened rape, especially cause he knows what is and isn’t ok with me, and slamming the back of my head on the floor when I struggle or piss him off definitely isn’t. He apologized into my neck really quiet and convincingly ashamed, and wrapped his arms around me holding me. He didn’t argue with me when I told him he raped me, even saying “ok, you’re right. I’m sorry, forgive me, make it up to you, ect” and i never thought that would happen to me. By the time we were done with our talk the cuffs were uncomfortable, and his soft dick in my butt was not an efficient seal to keep me from leaking his cum all over my pillows, so we took a shower together, I made him wash the bed materials, then give me a massage before going and getting us dinner. If he’s eager to make amends and wants to be with me, I’m going to put him to the test. Since he can’t be at work and I’m potentially contaminated now, I told him he could “shelter” with me a couple weeks to see how he does. If he performs to my standards he’ll be out of the doghouse.

Poolboy came to my door again hoping to Netflix & chill but I had to turn him away, telling him someone who had been sick is staying with me and I might be now or soon. He seemed pretty upset and wanted to know who it was, suspecting it wasn’t family because there’s another car in my driveway meaning they’re here and I’m always naked at home. I told him to call me if he wanted to talk about it but it was a guy and one of my friends. It never came up before when he was here, the prospect of my being with other guys. I never hid it except for his friend B, but I suppose when I said I had FWBs he didn’t really grasp the reality of actual guys coming around. He left pretty upset and I said I’d text him later and we could talk because I like him coming over and don’t want that to stop. N was out of sight during the visit but asked me who it was and if I usually answer the door naked. I said I do even for girlscouts and Mormons, it’s my property and I can do what I want and anything they see while soliciting us their fault, having said that it was another guy friend and I had to turn him away. He was pouty and crotchety after that because he doesn’t like sharing either, that being the reason for that argument and forcing himself on me before. I was sure to remind him of that and told him to put away my towels, glaring and pointing when he hesitated, which he thought was cute and I tried really hard not to smile… Which he also thought was cute, and left to do as he was told. Crisis averted

The event with poolboy got me nervous and thinking about this 2 week deal. What if J comes by to check on me or something? She knows N’s car, would be similarly curious about him being over and how I know him. I thought about asking her husband for a cover story about introducing me to a friend but she would wonder why I didn’t tell her about him and I couldn’t get N to go along with that story because he doesn’t know about me and J and would similarly be bothered…

N is working out juuuust fine. I’ve never had so much fun controlling a man and making him grovel. He cleans during the day, doing whatever made-up chore he’s instructed to do, sometimes just needing a harsh look when the whining starts, after that it’s “of course baby” and sometimes trying to distract me with kisses and fingers sliding down my butt before I catch on and push him off. I didn’t know some spots in my bathroom like shower grout could GET clean, or that the drain was actually chrome, or that you should actually be able to FEEL the ceiling fans when they’re on. Apparently gunk builds on the blades in the direction they spin and they don’t cut through the air as efficiently, which makes sense I just never thought about it. He makes or goes and gets me dinner, strokes my back/shoulders/legs with his fingernails making me shiver, massages my feet, and at the end of the day… It’s all hairpulling, ass spanking, choking, balls-deep ramming Hardcore butt-fucking. We don’t have gentle nights. I’ve actually panicked at my heart beating so hard it hurt, and once I passed out while I was cumming. He was freaking out when I revived a few minutes later after my brain rebooted. Afterwards we take a near-boiling bath to sooth my achy holes & muscles and he washes me like my slave. I doubt if we were a couple it would be like this all the time because I’m sure it’s a hard pace to maintain. Having an end in sight must make it worth it working like a dog since it’s just for another week. That or the night sessions, he doesn’t fuck like that for just my benefit…

N’s gone, hopefully he got his fill. I told him to stay away for the rest of the quarantine and we’ll be good as soon as it’s over, then I had to call J and Poolboy because I hadn’t talked to her and hurt him. J was glad to hear from me and wondering where I’d been, I told her I had a friend staying with me. She had mixed feelings on that but I think they were about safety over jealousy. PB wasn’t as easy, he was upset and said he wasn’t talking to me but never hung up for the power of whiny girl voice prevails. I told him N was gone and that arrangement had a time limit, and rather than go over what we already said on the phone to come over so we could talk about it. Where I can whine in his lap and make him get over it. Like I said he knew in theory who I was but reality never occurred to him. Maybe I’ll throw him concessions to get MYSELF out of the doghouse.

He came over and we talked, it was pretty good. Everything was just like I thought about him not really realizing I’m polyamourus. I convinced and got him to agree I’ve always been honest with him and clearly I want him around too. I reminded him he’s not entirely innocent, cheating on his GF and that I’d never said a thing about it because I don’t care, I accept that he’s fucking somebody else too. Even the way I am, inside I still get insecure hearing that with guys because that’s what society teaches, but I know it’s fair and natural and never raise any sign of poutiness when the behavior’s reciprocated because I don’t want to be a hypocrite. So he and I are good and I can play around and he’ll never be a grouch again. Also he was bold and had some demands, so we’ll be ramping up the naughtiness when he comes over. I said any freaky shit he wants to try this is the place to do it!

Or in public, which we’ve had some experience with but not like this. PB was super interested in my solo public escapades and one of his forgiveness demands of me was to participate. And so early one morning we went junk food shopping at one of those little Mexican stores/delis. You know the ones with all the skimpy BUDWEISER posters because they’re not worried about political correctness, with empty shelves all the time and they only have beer and candy, and more importantly can’t afford surveillance cameras? I wore my favorite public outfit and he wore a t-shirt and pj bottoms with the boxer-type button opening in the front. We went in separately and browsed junk food and ramen, ect before meeting up in a good corner behind a freezer near the back. It was just the cashier in the store when we started, but some people did come in and didn’t notice anything. For a minute I was pinned against the machine and we were making out which put pressure on my glass flower in just the right way… He opened my coat and was playing with my tits while I got him hard stroking his cock through his pants. Then I braced my foot against a doorframe to my right so my leg was hiked up for him to fuck me. I couldn’t see anything he was so close but I felt his hard dick push into me and we were going slow and out of sight. A couple more people came and went, nobody came to our freezer cause it was a soda sized one that sold produce, and nobody went to a place like this to get soggy flaccid produce! He started going faster forcing me to cling to his waist with my free leg, and whispered to me I could make a little noise because we couldn’t be heard up front, especially when the freezer generator thing kicked on. At some point a customer came to check us out, I didn’t see him but he kind of peeked around the fridge and I saw PB nod to him, like when you lift your head when you pass someone. I was a little concerned and asked if we should run but he showed me how the guy had made the downturned-mouth “not bad” face and nodded when he figured out what was going on. Just like “oh cool have fun.” I’m glad he didn’t get a good look at my face because he might have seen the age difference and taken issue. PB was keeping an eye out on people in the store and when it cleared out a little more he started fucking me a little harder. I wrapped both my legs around him then and held on to the top of the freezer with my fingers, he was switching between making out with me and licking my neck and cheeks. I cummed loud enough for the guy up front to hear for sure, not a scream or anything but I let out a whimpery “fuck” that you could probably hear at the front door. We were done then and straightened ourselves out before leaving holding hands. The cashier also nodded to us on the way out and didn’t say anything, not that I think he speaks any English, but he had to know what we were up to. When we got back to my car I asked PB if he’d cum with me and he said no he just felt like we shouldn’t push out luck because I was starting to make alot of noise. So I told him sorry and gave him my keys letting him drive my car. On the way home I kept my hand in the front of his pants playing with his dick and keeping him hard until I could finish him off. I would have given him road head but my car’s small. When we got back to the house I dropped my jacket on the back of the couch and bent over it, pulling the stud out of my butt for him. He got the hint right away and stuffed his cock in my ass without any spit or lube or anything, luckily I was pretty loose from having a toy in there. It only took him a minute to finish and I felt his cum fill me up, clenching when he pulled out to contain the mess. I took his shirt off and stomped his pants down, took him upstairs and we took a shower together. I’d have him stay with me a couple weeks if I thought he could get away with it but between his gf and parents I know it’s not possible. I just would like someone to hang out with until it’s over.

On the plus side it looks like N might have just had a cold. He was sick a month before he stayed with me, it’s been a couple weeks and I didn’t get sick, and I’ve repeatedly been “exposed” to (and with) PB and he has been fine along with everyone HE knows. I’m being irresponsible.

Speaking of “when this is over” I’ve been researching conservatorship, which is one term for security/house staff combo. I have to register as an employer and file taxes for that similarly, write up a contract that denotes responsibilities and what to expect, have an escape period in there that means they’ll have 90 days to change their mind before committing to a full 2-year term, ect. I’m debating whether or not it’s too much work then I’m reminded I wouldn’t have to do this or any paperwork again. A professional conservator or steward is (vetted first by agency) given access to your private information and handles all this stuff for you as part of their duties. Before I forget I have to add violation protections for that in the contract. It’ll be easy to write, I found template services for the whole thing. There are pick and choose clauses too so a little de***********ion of what this or that paragraph means, and you just copy it in there. When you’re done you submit it and they’ll say “we suggest adding/editing this or that to meet your specific needs” it’s pretty easy.

My security portfolio is done and I’m ready to be given a list of cantidates, picked from different available services. Interviews won’t be available until the end of May because of Rona though.

It’s been fuckin hot enough to use my pool! I’ve been swimming almost every day and getting fried! PB has come over a few days and we were talking about having a BBQ with friends. I jokingly pointed out that’s the opposite of social distancing but he said we suck at that anyway and everyone he knows is also staying in and not sick. I said I suppose if we kept it small. He suggested B only and was hoping I’d invite some girls. Certain people I’d like to be there I knew would object so they were out. I invited Holly and Dillan but he said he couldnt so it would just be me and Holly. PB said that’s not very many people, and I said he only had 1 idea and that we were evenly matched. He was hoping more for a schmorgasbord of girls for each arm. I reminded him girls don’t like me much or can’t come because they might have issues with our relationship. So I suggested a cute Tgirl I haven’t seen in awhile. He reacted a little homophobically for my taste and wasn’t interested in hearing that, which is disappointing. I tried to convince him she wouldn’t do anything if people didn’t want it, and you couldn’t tell she had boy parts unless the bottoms came off so she’d still be nice to look at, but he was kind of rude about it. I said I could invite a few guys, but that’s the opposite of what he wanted which is the ratio in his favor. We’re going to do it this weekend so I have time to try and track down those Latinas from Mark’s networking party, I just have to call Mrs. A and see if she’s willing to do the legwork since they were hired professionally. After we figured it all out we had to go and get meat and such for this weekend, so I put on my coat and heels and we went grocery shopping together… 😉

Which was hot and just a little gropey but uneventful. Alot of people out nowadays.

Yesterday was fun. I arranged for people to come over Sunday morning to hang out, and Holly did with a sexy coyote brown Bond-girl one-piece swimsuit. We were hanging out by the pool when my boys came over. She knew she was my +1 meant for PB’s +1, I filled her in days ago when we were organizing the whole thing. She couldn’t think of any girls to bring at the time, I told her about B and his inexperience, ect. We just got the food going and were just settling in the boys’ laps with beer when I got a call from a blocked number. I was told by Mrs A. to be expecting a call if she managed to get ahold of the girls from Mark’s event. It was one of said girls named Lita. She and Jessica are roommates and were given my number, but not through the agency they usually contract through which freaked them out. Anyway I got up and went inside to talk to Lita and told her we were having a BBQ, and that there were a couple thirsty boys there who wanted girls to show up. I said it’s not paid, just food, drinks and boys if they wanted to come over. She said yeah and it was alot less ominous than she expected when she called my number, expecting a John into who knows what. They needed a ride though. I went out and told everybody I had to pick some people up, Poolboy offered to come since Holly and B were clearly clicking, but I told him no cuz I might be picking up 3 people. Carspace. It was meant to be a lie at the time, I just wanted to talk to the girls alone to get the story straight before they started saying too much to my boys. Their place was an apt complex the next town over in gang territory, which I’d never even heard about until they told me. I’ve been through there lots of times and never knew a thing. There were a bunch of cholos sitting outside at tables and on the stairs who seemed glad to see me. I went up to the girls’ room and they took forever to get out the door considering they just needed bikinis and were going to be in the pool so they didn’t need makeup, but on our way out they had to explain to the boys where they were going, and they didn’t want to let them come. The place is owned and run by their gang apparently, being a safe location everybody works out of. I asked the guys if it’d be ok, since it was just to hang out with me, not work-related and I said I’d bring them back food. The girls had shared with them last time they left my house. They figured out who I was then and said it was ok, but one of the guys had to come to keep an eye on the girls, and when I told them it was going to be a bunch of kids they sent one of their own. There was no getting around it if they wanted to come. So on the way back the girls were telling me about how they live, and “everybody calls me Nino” kept telling them to shut up and that I didn’t need to know, but they kept slapping him from the backseat and picking on him in Spanish. They had no respect for him at all. I told everybody there were a few friends of mine waiting for us and we were BBQ’ing, and the girls were going to outnumber the boys. Nino was a little bitchy about guys being there and thought he was babysitting a bunch of girls hanging out, to which he got slapped around a little and Jessica told him whatever happened wasn’t anybody’s business and just to shut up and have fun. When we got there I introduced my friends to the girls and Nino, and PB was just taking off food. He and Nino knew each other from school but weren’t necessarily friends, and after that he relaxed and had somebody to talk to. Everybody went back and forth from the pool to chairs, picking stuff off the grill and eating with fingers and having a good time, the girls mostly staying out of the water and just dangling legs in. Soon people were gravitating into a couple groups, nobody excluded. I was sitting in Poolboy’s lap in a reclining chair with my feet up on Nino’s next to him, and B had Lita sitting in his lap and stroking her back talking to Jessica and Holly sitting on his chair. We were all having fun drinking and talking and when PB kissed me I took it a step further, tongue-locking us together and playing with Ninos crotch with my foot while he was distracted. After a few minutes of making out I rolled off his lap and straddled Ninos, taking his face in my hands and kissing him while PB was squeezing my ass. I heard him say we were being watched but I was grinding that boy’s hard-on and too busy sucking his tongue like a dick to look. That made him hard as fuck. Eventually I came up for air and to take his shorts off and got distracted when I saw the 3 of us were alone outside. I figured we made people uncomfortable but PB said all the others were all making out with each other and went inside together holding hands, so we followed them. We could see the pile of clothes and distinctive one-piece by the couch before the 4some that was taking place on it. B was sitting in the middle seat getting head from both Mexi girls kneeling on the floor between his legs, making out with Holly on her knees beside him with his hand between her legs. I kissed PB while dropping his shorts and pushed him down next to his friend on the other side, straddling him and taking his dick in me while watching Nino drop to knees and penetrate Lita. I saw in flashes of attention everybody moving around and switching up freely. We moved in small groups again to my upstairs bedroom where fucking on my bed would be more comfortable, and had to turn on the AC the room got so hot. Holly unexpectedly became the star of the show. She had never been with more than 1 guy at a time before today. At one point I was getting fucked doggystyle by Nino while eating out both the Latinas, watching Holly riding Poolboy and sucking B’s dick who was standing over him. Knowing she doesn’t mind anal and scheming how I could make this better for her, I kept pleasuring the girls and told Nino he should help the boys and buttfuck Holly. I had cum 3 times already and after making both of the girls do it with either fingers or my lips, we all cuddled and stroked each other with fingertips to calm down while watching all 3 boys triple-penetrate Holly. They weren’t gentle. PB wasn’t moving much as the guy underneath, but Nino was pushing those long strokes hard and gripping her hips so hard her skin was bulging between his fingers. I realized she looked messed up. Her ass, hips and tits were dark red like she’d been spanked and slapped all over, it couldn’t be sunburn. Also she was covered in scratches and sweat, she looked pale, and her hair was flat and messy, sticking to her sweaty skin wherever it touched. She was hyperventilating and moaning breathing hard through her nose, but was obviously cock-mad because she wasn’t trying to get air, she had her claws latched to B’s ass yanking him against her face harder. Her face was a mess, cum and slobber swinging from her chin and cheeks, and her eyes were all red and watery like she’s been crying. It was super hot and I wish I’d recorded it. He put his hand on the back of her head and was telling her he was about to cum, but she pushed him back then and leaned away into Nino’s chest before grabbing B’s legs and pulling him right up against herself. She jerked him off all over her neck and chest, the girls making fun of her asking why she didn’t just let him cum in her mouth but she ignored it, I know she doesn’t mind swallowing. She was probably enjoying being messy. When he was finished B sat down up by us with his back against the wall to watch the show. Nino finished a minute later, with one hand pulling her hair and the other on her shoulder holding her against his chest, he came in her ass loudly and then sat at the end of the bed between my legs. Poolboy wrapped an arm around Holly’s back and flipped her over to fuck her missionary, holding her hands above her and staring into her messy cute face. After like 10 more minutes he finished, pulling out and jerking off on her belly. When he stood up I slapped B’s leg and pushed Nino with my foot asking if the boys would go clean up the patio, which they did. PB also forgot stuff over coals on the grill and a while bunch of chicken was now all dried out. Still edible but not bouncy and good like it was. I guess the guys at the apartments would have to suffer. Holly just laid there like he left her with her arms over her head, panting and covered in cum, staring at the ceiling and occasionally chuckling. I scooted over to cuddle her and layed in the crook of her arm with my head on her shoulder, playing with the cum on her chest and the other girls left to take a shower together. After a little bit Poolboy took them and Nino home with a tray of the leftovers. Holly, B and I took a bath together and talked about the whole experience. She’d known I’d been there alot and had even seen me gangbanged but never expected to have it herself. PB got back with my car and offered to take Holly and B home again but they both stayed the night and we cuddled and watched Netflix before going to bed together. He was a virgin before he met me and now a few months later, he’s been with multiple girls at once, participated in TP and an orgy. Now we don’t have to hide us fucking from Poolboy either. It was a good Mother’s day.

Holly and I have been hanging out every couple days since the Mothers’ Day Massacre. I keep her Bond onesie here so she can wear it for me when we go swimming together. I swim naked, I just like seeing her in it. We’re getting closer again, getting dinner and playing games like we used to, talking about guys and now making plans. I told her if she wants to expand her repertoire I can hook her up with pretty much anything she wants to try. Naturally after trying it the thing she wants most is a cock buffet. I told her I could set it up but it could take time getting everyone together because of scheduling but she had another idea. Jess & Lita’s apt complex. She wants to be gangbanged. By literal gangbangERS. It turns out when I told her about picking the girls up last time, she knows what apts I was talking about because she’s not allowed to do her business there. The guy she works for distributes his products from a nice mobile home in a retiree community and they’re competitors. I texted PoolBoy to see if he had Ninos number to set it up because I’m sure he was telling stories and they’d love a chance. No luck. I texted the girls to ask for his number and Jessica just went downstairs to give him the phone, I put him on speakerphone for Holly to hear when he got on. We talked for a minute with her staying quiet and I told him Holly wanted more of what she got at the end of our orgy, and asked if his friends would be willing. He had us on speaker too and the phone blew up with screaming and some yelling I couldn’t understand. Holly looked embarrassed and I was laughing my ass off. He put us on speaker cause of course he’d been telling stories and he wanted his friends to hear what we were talking about while staying quiet, just like we were doing. After a minute it died down and I asked when, he said right now, the whole time people talking in the background and barely being able to understand him. Holly was chickening out and trying to wave me off like I was about to crash on a carrier and I told them we’d be over as soon as I made her presentable, then hung up. I had to calm her and remind her to go through with it cause it was her idea, stroking her hair and kissing her, telling her I’d be there with her and I’d been through it before. You’re always scared until you start. So I gave her a few immodium, took her to one of my showers that had a detachable head & hose to give her an enema, when we were sure she had no more ickiness in her, we put on mascara (they love it when it runs, and it runs…)and no-smudge lipstick, and I lent her a black choker and some of my hose so she looks really whorish. I didn’t have heels or anything that fit her so we had to run by her house so she could get some tall party heels and a little mini dress to match that she’d be wearing for like 15 minutes. When we got there a bunch of guys were sitting outside as usual and they were catcalling us since we came in the gate holding hands. I was wearing jeans, a cami and sneakers to not take away from her attention. Some guys got up and were taking turns being gropey to both of us, she did little turns to show off for them and was starting to loosen up. She and the guy’s were standing there teasing and insulting each other, occasionally someone would turn her face toward them by her chin and kiss her. And she was all tongue, they’d give her a little peck on the lips and pull back slowly and she’d be following them with her tongue out like a slut and grinding her hips against somebody else. The issue of whether she had experience with drugs came up and she mentioned who she works for, they didn’t seem to care and one guy said she isn’t supposed to be there then before kissing her. They all started making fun of how they were going to fuck the old man’s delivery girl and put her to work for them. I was watching in a plastic chair with a beer and at one point yelled that they should get a room, and she was led inside by a group of 8 guys. I stayed outside a couple minutes of talking with a few others, telling them how I’m off the table because it’s her day and we wanted to see how many guys she could handle. They were disappointed and said they didn’t want to share with the homies cause she’d be nasty and they didn’t want to be around that much dick, so I agreed I’d keep them company and they’d have a good time just not like that. We went inside and the house looked empty. They pointed out a closed bedroom door and I left her to it. They were starting to heat up in the bedroom cause we could hear husky baby talk and hissing through the teeth guys do when they’re feeling good. I was sitting in an older guy named Benny’s lap, taking shots and I noticed his hand was in the front of my waistband but over my panties. I stroked his wrist with my fingertips to let him know I noticed and was ok with it but didn’t know if he’d respect the boundary. People started showing up, groups of 4 or 5 Mexican guys usually towing a couple white girls. Apparently we were having a party. Music was started, I smelled something bbqing, and after an hour the house was filled with people and we were dancing. I was grinding up on guys and a couple big Mexican girls, took some Molly, ate some ribs, danced and made out with some guys girlfriend while he was grinding on us, and almost got in a fight with this big white bitch for dancing with her bf I didn’t even recognize. Apparently he’d been behind me for a minute and I gave him a lap dance to Silky Fine’s Romeo and Juliet lol. I kept my eye on the door probably not as well as I should have. Whenever I saw someone come out I’d ask how Holly was, which they took as an appraisal of her skill when I wanted to know if she was doing ok. They all smelled like sex. I slipped in the door to peek in and a familiar wave of heat and stink hit me. I saw 4 sweaty naked guys and Holly looking slutty-gorgeous again with mascara down her cheeks, hair messed up, still wearing her choker, hose and heels, on all fours taking gangbanger dick in both ends. I got her attention and asked how it was going. She took the cock out of her mouth, Kubrick stared at me with attitude for a minute without saying a word. The guy behind her never slowed down fucking her, so she kept bouncing sexily with her tits rolling without breaking eye contact, and went back to sucking dick. So I said ok and to have fun, spanked one of the boys fluffing himself waiting for a turn and went back in the other room. When I came out the door I caught looks from a few guys and moved to let a group of 3 of them in past me. Word was getting around. It was just getting dark and I went to see if the girls were home. Outside I saw Lita and she said Jess was upstairs working so we hung out near the BBQ drinking beer, eating, and talking. I told her Holly was here inside and she wanted me to bring her out, so I had to tell her what was going on which she thought was gross. They don’t like the guys much I guess, they just work for them. Just after dark Jess came down with a young boy and joined us, a bunch of us were all teasing them asking the guy if he had fun and if we smelled his dick would it smell like tacos or fish. About midnight the house was clearing out and it was just a couple groups, I checked on Holly and she was passed out. She had been going from about 4:30 to 11 and I told everybody I had to get her home. I woke her up and helped her get cleaned up with a towel and get dressed, saying once we got home I’d give her a bath and a massage if she wanted… So we said bye to the boys and on the way home she rested her head on my shoulder, holding my hand with our fingers entwined telling me about her night. At one point it had died down and the last guy had finished with her and left, so she laid there and was just falling asleep when she woke up a few minutes later with someone else putting his dick in her ass, and soon she was being TP’d again. She also said they’d been trying to talk her into working for them like the girls do. I told her about Jess and I talking about how they don’t like the guys and working for them cause they get abused, so she definitely shouldn’t. She was never thinking about it so it’s no big deal. I told her about my night and how I’d partied, almost got in a fight, made out with strangers, had their hands all over me and in my pants. She told me about how she licked lines of coke off cock and she couldn’t have gone so long otherwise. It gave her energy and made her horny even though she’d been plowed for hours, and made her tongue and throat numb so she could swallow dick like I do! When we got home I loaded her up with OJ and pre***********ion antibiotics I have specifically for post-gangbang safety, stripped us down for a bath and massaged her arm and leg muscles, and gave her a back massage afterward in which she was asleep in a few minutes. We did the math in the bath (hehe) and she counted 23 guys that had run a train on her, and I don’t know how many she might have lost track of, like if her ass is facing the door and someone comes in, load-blows and goes and she never knew the difference between that guy and the 3 before him. I don’t have any reason to doubt her, seeing small groups head for her bedroom door through the night. It’s not a competition, if it was I’d be losing. She blows my record out of the water in 1 night, the girls were right that’s pretty nasty lol. I’ll make her get tested to be safe in a couple weeks. Oh and she thoroughly enjoyed, would NOT do again. Maybe on a smaller scale like my bbq was, but she was hurting by the end of the night. Not her loose destroyed holes, but her muscles and her back. She was walking stiff the next morning like she’d been digging graves all day

I’ve been talking to Jen and she says that we should both get Rona tested and if we clear we should finally hang out. She really wants ME tested because I wasn’t distancing like I should have been and was very very social. She was mad when I told her about all of it, not because of not distancing but promiscuity. But I stayed calm and pleading, and told her this is who I am and have been, and we’re friends and lovers and the people I have sex with don’t mean to me what she does, and I miss her. I reminded her that she’d cheated on her husband and not to be hippocritical, and the way I live has been HER fantasy too and I can bring her into it slowly with my exoerience, and we can be together. She’s a servant to my will, giving in to my whiny begging voice and forgiving me in minutes. I wanted to say putty in my hands but I could never compare my vixen goddess to something formless and ugly like that. I got her to admit she wants to be with me and can learn to live with side exploits, and that she’d even be involved with them and open up a whole new world of fun. She’s actually excited to meet PB and B despite their age and her husband being a cop. If I got her and PoolBoy together they’d be a PB&J and I’d eat the ass out of that sandwich… We talked for awhile and she’s worried about her husband and his partner with the Civil unrest going on right now. They’re both out every night making sure the protests stay protests instead of riots but there has been vandalism. I hadn’t thought about it before, but now that I do that might be why I haven’t heard from N in awhile cause he’s been busy…

He did come by after being on shift for days like a firefighter, exhausted and carrying a bag of gear he gets to take home I guess. I massaged his neck and shoulders while he told me about everything going on, how they’re getting special training from SWAT officers, the vandalism, that a mutually-loved naughty clothes store is actually boarded up for protection, ect. When he was nice and relaxed I sat prostrate next to him and we started making out. After a minute he’d undone his belt and zipper, holding his dick in one hand while we kissed before pushing my head into his lap for a blowjob. Each bob I went down a little bit further until I was taking his cock ball-deep in my throat and wagging my head side to side the way he likes, and I had him ready to cum in a couple minutes. He pulled me away by my hair and even exhausted, carried me up the stairs to my bed. I was thrown onto it with a bounce, where he grabbed my knees, flipped me onto my belly and crawled on top of me with all his weight.

He was too tired to aim or hold himself up so he layed there lazily humping me and kissing my back and shoulders, with his wet yard dick sliding around between my butt cheeks and over my pussy until he came that way leaving a mess all over my butt and crotch. After maybe 15 minutes of laying there like that I was uncomfortable and couldn’t breathe so I rolled him off of me and massaged him until he fell asleep. Poor boy.

Mark called and told me he’s traveling again, that he would be coming back home from Europe for a week and wanted me to stay with him at the winery house. I said of course and told him about what I’d been up to, asking if now that Holly was opening up he wanted to see if she’d be interested too. And the Mexican hoes. He said no just me and that he hasn’t been with a woman since me, even a pro and that our week would involve no work or anything so it would be just us. It was a vacation. When I met him there he didn’t make me strip and serve him or anything, we just sat and talked filling each other in on things, it was nice but unexpected. He told me about how Europe’s handling Rona and that alot of places are still in lockdown there but there aren’t many new cases so they’re handling it well. Oh he made me get tested before I stayed with him and once again during the middle of the week. But he also told me that I was handling those events he asked me to host like a business partner, and I intimidate his guests. German women are more timid I guess and just go along with things, which is what I thought I was doing at the time. He wants me to mess with them more in the future, be more assertive and dominant and make the first sexual move publicly. Since our wedding ceremony they’ve respected me for being kind of a madam and seeming like I was dominant even with how many men were there. I don’t know how to feel about that but whatever. I remind him of a young hot Mrs A he said, and when his guests were in my house everyone was both afraid to approach me and eager to please. That’s why that one guy compromised and took me on a show tour. So on our vacation we went to the nude beach, got professional massages at home, and went for long drives followed by short, hot, private parking and fingering in a Tesla which was cool. I want one now. And at night it was hours of exclusively anal, collars, heels and flogging, ze German way. Also because he doesn’t trust if I’m on BC or not (thinks I might try to trap him even though I’ve never planned or shown any behavior that says I would) and butt play is safer in that sense and naughtier. The week was up and he left for the airport.

A couple gangbangers came over unexpectedly. Nino and Benny, the older guy from Holly’s gangbang party. Benny wanted to talk to me about business related stuff and needed Nino to bring him here. I let them in saying I’d hear them out but I didn’t like how they just dropped by like that when I don’t know them, casually dropping at some point each of my cop boyfriends. The whole time they were there Benny was perfectly respectful and asking for this and that instead of veiled threats or trying to be in control and make demands like I expected. He kept calling me mamas and cariña. So I sat in his lap like at the party, back to the arm of the couch, arm around his shoulders, butt naked the whole time… And we talked about what he came for. He wants me to find work for the girls of the apts and convince Holly to work for them. For Mark’s event Jess & Lira were each paid $3000 and didn’t have to fuck anybody, making in a night what they normally make in 2 weeks. I told him that was a once-in-awhile thing but I already planned to ask the girls if they had available friends when I was entertaining. He was disappointed I couldn’t do that like once a week. I told him about how Mrs. A, secretary to the elite had made that happen and told him no she would never meet him and agree to that kind of thing. They’re in different worlds. We moved on to Holly and after asking I told him I couldn’t give out her number or info for her safety and she probably wouldn’t be ok with it which he said was understandable. He asked me to try to convince her to come work for them doing deliveries and ho’ing at the apts, saying she’d get a free room, protection, and ‘recreational supplies” out of it. I said I’d offer and she might be into it if she regularly gets fucked like that one night. I knew she would say no but I was being nice and we were being playful. I’d talked to the girls, who don’t like it there cuz they’re mistreated. After all the “noooo”, “I’ll ask but”, and “we’ll think about it” they were ready to leave, I said maybe we’d drop by sometime, or I’d bring another girl for them to gangbang or something… And I made eye contact with Nino at the other end of the couch, spread my legs and asked if they wanted anything to eat before they left. Benny, who is married, is not a sharer with his guys. He told Nino no before he turned under me so we were both sitting facing the boy and started rubbing his fingers between my pussy lips. He was also playing with my nipples with his other hand and licking my neck, I was biting my lip, mouth-breathing and not breaking eye contact with Nino teasing him. I could feel Benny’s hardon under me and through denim shorts, which don’t really stretch… At the party I suspected he had a pretty big dick, bigger than I’m used to but I never got to see it. He pushed me away from his chest and I got on my hands and knees still facing Nino, and I felt wet skin touch between my cheeks. He’d taken his horse cock out and even straddling him on my knees his head ended above my back. He had to be like 10 inches and thick like a bodyspray can. I fucked up. I had to lean forward while he angled his dick kind of toward Nino, then lean back on it and he bottomed out in me before I could get all the way down. That’s never happened to me. He started bouncing under me and I made a meal of it for Nino, doing my 😮 face, groaning and whining, talking dirty about how huge this dick was in me and how he was destroying my pussy. Nino was clearly jealous or uncomfortable which was cute. Benny was talking shit too about how he was missing out. Nino responded cleverly by saying he had me first and that Benny was sloppy seconds. Benny outsmarted his smartassyness though and said “it’s not sloppy when it’s this tight” before he spanked me. And I drove the nail in saying “everything’s tight when you’ve got such a huge, thick co- oh” cutting it off early, rolling my eyes back, biting my lip and whimpering. He hadn’t done anything different to where it felt better, it was just having fun messing with Nino. Soon Benny shoved me off his dick with 2 handfuls of buttcheeks so I had to catch myself on Nino’s leg, and started jerking off with his head against my lower back while saying what was I’m sure dirty things about me in Spanish. I tongue kissed Nino and whispered right in his ear that he did have me first before flicking his Tragus (look it up, I had to) with my tongue as his boss was cumming on my back. After a little sweet talk while I was on all fours to contain his cum on my back, and a reminder to talk about stuff with a Holly they left.

Half an hour later after I got out of the shower and just got everything clean Nino was at my door again after getting a ride back. I let him in and he picked me up by my butt immediately, carried me to a stool in the kitchen and sat down with me straddling him. We made out for a minute before I helped him out of his shorts and he pulled me on top of him again. I had my arms around his neck riding his dick and he was making fun of me for being loose, so I slid off of him saying he doesn’t get any more, and he didn’t accept that, chasing me around the island so I made him earn it. When he caught me he tickled me for a minute before pushing me over the counter and dropping spit on my asshole, pushing his dick in a little too fast. Luckily after my shower I’d had time to body lotion and he didn’t get caught on dry cheeks and hurt me. He fucked me like that, spanking me sometimes and pulling my hair at others until he was ready to cum, asking if he should pull out. I said if he did I’d need another shower and to fill up my tight asshole. He understood well enough cuz I groaned that last part through clenched teeth while he was pulling my head back by my hair. After he finished he was surprised he pulled out clean. I told him that for people who practice “random anal with friends!” you always have to be clean. Then he needed a ride home. I pulled on a black lacy ms with no undies and drove him back. When we got there he wanted me to walk him in, to which I teased him about being a needy girl and we walked to the courtyard together, where everyone was hanging out. He pulled me in to make out with me and pulled my skirt up to knead my ass in front of everybody and spanked me on my way out the gate, I think that was a show for Benny who was shaking his head. I pulled my skirt back down and drove home. I might be getting too close to dangerous boys.

Since I was tested twice in a week J says it’s time. Since I have 3-5 guys showing up at my house randomly I don’t want to have to explain too much or go through drama when we haven’t seen each other in a few months. The 4th is in a couple days so I’m going to get a butt load of fireworks and go over to her house, it’ll be just the 2 of us since her husband’s working that night…

I got invited to a 4th of July party with PB and B, kind of a pool party with a bunch of kids their own age there but I had to turn them down cause I already have plans, also I’d be the only real adult there and could get into trouble.

I got the best deal on fireworks! I visited a shaded truck selling them on a dirt intersection and I was the only one there. The guy selling them was like a 40 yr old Salt & Pepper, goatee’d, tatted dad-bod type wearing a tank top. Seeing as it was just the 2 of us we were being super flirty. He kept calling me darlin’ and honey and I I would innuendo the crap out of whatever he showed me. Asking how this one felt when it went off, did the tip of this one do anything special, did this one last longer if I was holding onto it, ect. And I was pausing and adding emphasis on the naughty implications. He probably thought I was dared to act like that or lost a bet but no. He invited me to hang out with him and his kids to do fireworks so he could show me, but I said I had plans with my gf who I hadn’t seen in months and we were going to get up to no good together. He didn’t seem disappointed cause he obviously knew I was into guys. When he asked if I was, I said my favorite was older dad-types as I held some kind of rocket with one hand and rolled my other palm around the tip, staring off into space conveniently at his belly level. He asked if we could hang out another time then, and when I asked if it was just me, him and the kids he said or “or just us.” So I got his #. His name’s Dave, since he doesn’t mind if people know. I told J about the whole thing and she thought it was hilarious. Maybe I’ll share Dave with her, she’s gotta get started somewhere.

At her house on the 4th, we were lounging out back in reclining chairs, sunning naked and talking between bouts of throwing fireworks into the grass, having mix drinks, and talking about dirty stuff. All me of course. When we got to talking about Dave she suggested we call him together, the drunken schoolgirl. He answered and I told him we had him on speakerphone and I was telling J about the fireworks stand. He was hanging out at his dining room table watching his kids through sliding glass doors who were doing fireworks in the driveway. When he asked what we were doing J said we were hanging out together losing tan lines and making up for not seeing each other. He knew what she meant, and I was surprised to see her open up with a stranger but I guess the tequila helped. We flirted with him together awhile saying we should all hang out soon, but he had to go watch his kids so definitely another time. It was 4:30 and we were out of fireworks with hours of daylight left so I suggested wo go hang out at my house with the pool, which she agreed but we’d both been drinking, cause I’d planned to stay the night. I wasn’t worried about someone showing up at my house unexpectedly anymore since I’d told her everything and she was fine with it, also her just having flirted and implied a 3some with a stranger and being well lubricated. If someone did show up we’d have alot of fun. I called around to see if anyone would be willing to give us a ride and everyone was busy. So I got an idea, it’s a hot day, a holiday and people are out looking for something to do so we could start walking with out thumbs out. She was vehemently against that for safety reasons, even drunk she’s too responsible. And by safety I mean from the Rona, not kidnapping. My plan B is if we couldn’t drive to my pool we should just relax together in a cold bath… So we did that. She helped me in first and layed on top of me face-to-face and we made out while playing with each other under the water. We were only doing that for a few minutes when her husband came home, apparently he’s working a split shift and has to go back in a few hours. He found us in the bathroom and was teasing about how we’ve clearly had too much to drink, and started taking his pants off. J said there wasn’t room enough for the 3 of us in the tub and he said he knows. Grabbing and folding a towel before putting it on the end of the tub by my head, he kneeled on one knee so his hard cock was at face level for us and we each took a side, licking it together and kissing each other around it. She and I kept fingering each other under the water and sometimes took turns actually sucking his dick while we kissed each others’ neck. He was ready to cum soon and actually used me to finish for once. Pushing my face down on his cock by the back of my head, he came in my mouth, telling me not to swallow and to share. So I rolled J under me and started kissing her with a mouthful of her husband’s load, making a mess of it all over our chins for him to enjoy. While we were kissing, he pushed his thumb inside me and was using his fingers to play with my clit, making pinching motions that made me cum pretty quick. He watched for another minute after that and left to take a shower in the other bathroom, J and I let the water out of the tub and used the detachable head to spray off so we wouldn’t rinse off the mess with dirty water, and went together into her bedroom so I could give her a turn. We were making out and she crawled onto the bed backward, both of us dripping wet, and I broke off to let her crawl away from me so I could have access to her beautiful, smooth wet pussy. I licked from her bellybutton to her clit and started making out with it, not just gentle tongue flicks, I was trying to suck it out with my lips and everything. Looking up over her belly I could see her breathing hard and pinching her nipples, really loving my attack, and she started whimpering and telling me she was about to cum when I felt an arm wrap around my belly and pick me up. P laid me on the bed next to her, lifted her legs up by her heels and shoved his hard-again dick in his wife. It had been like 10-15 minutes since he’d cum in my mouth but he always had more for J. She was pretty close already and came almost right after he started, playing with her clit while he railed away at her, and after her breathing calmed I crawled under her armpit to cuddle her while he fucked her. I didn’t know if he had another orgasm in him, but after a minute he threw her legs to the side, flipped her over and started hitting her hard doggy-style. I laid there on my side pinching and twisting her nipples, listening to his balls clapclapclap’ing against her fast and she was going to cum again I could tell. He surprised us both when he gathered her hair, twisted it up into a ponytail and used it to pull her back against himself with one hand. She told me they don’t do stuff like that and AFAIK she’s never had her hair pulled. She was clenching her teeth and groaning, and he was super violent and hard with her, yanking her back each thrust. I started playing myself again watching it, and gripping ahold of her tits hard with my other hand. I guess he did have another load in him cuz he had a few pausing hard thrusts again before she melted onto the covers, and he followed her laying all his weight on top and thrusting a couple more times. She asked what that was about because he’d never been like that with her and he said he’s got to live up to me and my being around is like a competition, that J and I together is really hot and makes him like teenager horny again. We all cuddled, with me being biggest big spoon and on the outside until he had to go to work again. We thought about asking for a ride to my house on his way but decided just to stay there after all. Happy 4th!

It’s been a couple weeks since then and Dave invited me over to hang out with him and his kids. It was about 7 so kind of later in the day than I’d hoped, but I put on a nice loose but short cami dress and headed over and he was making shrimp and noodles when I got there. He introduced me to his kids and when it was ready we ate dinner together, it was pretty good. His daughter asked me if I was his gf and I said we haven’t worked out details yet or talked about it yet but I’d like to keep coming around. After dinner while they were in the living room playing games we stayed at the table and talked details and I asked if he was ok with me having other involvements, saying he’d be included in the ones he wanted to be and that he would have that option too. He said he was hoping for more of an exclusive thing and a gf who he could trust with his kids or have a relationship with, I said I can be that I just have alot of people in my life already and I’ve always been that way. So when I’m not spending time with him I might be entertaining someone else. He said he’s “not a boring guy” but he’s had that and wants something more serious. I argued I can be the thing he wants when I’m around and be me when I’m on my own, that from his perspective it would be a normal relationship if he didn’t want to know or partake in my other relationships, that I would prefer honesty but we could just say “what I do in my time he doesn’t need to know about”, and I was sorry if I disappointed him. I had my hands over his and batted my eyes for that last part, and then I sweetened it by saying J would be disappointed that he’s a “no” and she was looking forward to just the 3 of us hanging out… He jokingly said that he couldn’t be wooed by my throwing meat at him and I chuckled and was like “damn” and knocked on the table. We were quiet for a minute while I was playing with his middle finger with my thumb and all fingertips closed around it, stroking all the way down and up like a dick, and I asked disappointedly if he was sure it had to be exclusive or nothing or he wasn’t interested in a 3some with a couple women. Or 3? I could maaaybe swing 5 if that would convince him. He laughed and said he couldn’t handle that but asked if I was serious, to which I said yeah if their schedules matched up and I’d have to ask but most of us had done that already so probably. He stretched out a wishful “nnnnoooo…” and said that kind of proved he couldn’t trust his kids with someone like that. I sardonically feigned being insulted and said my sexual habits have nothing to do with my trustworthiness, it’s not like I would include THEM. In fact I started out with telling him who I was outright instead of keeping it a secret and just cheating. I could feel him loosening up and that he wanted to but he had to consider his kids first, whether I’d be a fixture in their lives like he needed or not and whether or not he even wanted that. So I told him I’d better get home and let him think about it while trying not to seem disappointed and we said bye and he walked me out. He flirtingly asked if he could get a bye kiss and I said as long as it weighs the scale in my direction and pulled him down to me by the neck of his shirt. We were making out, not just a little bye kiss and I felt his hands on my hips. I pulled one up and put it over one of my boobs and squeezed his hand to start him playing with it, and pulled away to make sure his kids couldn’t see. He was blocking the window and there wasn’t a view from the living room anyway. He squeezed my left tit a couple times before reaching his hand down inside and pulling it out to play while kissing me, and pinched my nipple a couple times. I brushed my hand over the hard bulge in his shorts while kicking the inside of my cheek seductively and told him that was a good kiss, pulled my dress over my exposed boob, got in my car and went home. We’ll find out..

It worked. We dirty texted the rest of the night and he said I got about a block before he said we’ll go for it and try some night this week. I asked if he meant the 5some or just going out and he said just us for now. He might be willing to have a 3some or something with another girl but not 5. I told J my date was a success and she said “ok”. That was it, “ok”. So she jelly but she accepts me. I told her I loved her and that I’d share and said “thank you” for letting me be me.

I was texting with PB and he mentioned he broke up with his gf, who I’d forgotten about. Apparently she’s needy, high maintainance and suspicious, and also won’t do alot of the things we do together. I reminded him that I’m just a weirdo, not being needy or high maintainance and she has a good reason to be suspicious, that he’d fucked 4 other girls while they were together. I said that all girls are needy and want to do stuff with their bfs, want to tell them about their drama ect and can’t be expected to do something they don’t want to do like anal, it’s not unreasonable to expect loyalty, ect. I kind of defended her position to him saying nothing about her seemed unworthy and when he asked me if he should try to get her back I said no and just to keep it in mind with the next one. This is why you shouldn’t have relationship expectations based on another one you were in. I hit him with a little elder wisdom. And then I asked if he wanted to come over and get ridden by an adult, throwing a little shade at her after doing my part and defending her. He said yeah but he couldn’t cuz he had a Zoom meeting and later but he didn’t think he could be with another girl but me. I might have ruined that boy but I doubt what he says, when I’m not in the picture anymore he’ll be himself again. But right now he’s laying on charm like he’s never done like he’s looking to secure me as a gf for himself, so I’ll have to make it clear our relationship is as fwbs. Maybe I’ll set him up with another gf…

This had been a busy time so I’ll cut this entry short before something else happens 😉

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Deborah sighed and rested her head against him for a moment.

Deborah sighed and rested her head against him for a moment. They were finally home, after a long day at the office, and she just wanted to enjoy those few minutes of quiet and calm, before she went inside, where Barbara was certainly still waiting for her. Sometimes, her step-sister irritated her, always keeping an eye on everything she was doing. For a moment she was lost in his glow, the deep, amber glow, that she found so reassuring, her fingertips were running across warm, soft skin that she leaned on. She wondered: Was anyone watching? Would they think her strange, to feel so sensual, almost right in public? Sure, it was late at night, and the street was dark and quiet, but… what if someone was watching her?

And why did that arouse her so much? She wrestled with the feeling, while her red fingernails dug themselves harder into the soft skin. It wouldn’t hurt, would it, she thought. Just a kiss. Just a slight little touch of her lips. And before she knew it, her mouth already touched his smooth, sensually curved… mmmmh…

He tasted like more. Like a whole lot more, and her hand wandered to her chest, almost by itself, and started to open the buttons of her coat, lightly touching her breasts as she did so. This must be a tease, he was teasing with her, with his presence, his strong, silent, comfortable presence, and of course, his handsome body. A body, she was not ashamed to admit, she had dreamt of many times, and which she touched, longingly, once more. How her breasts would feel against it, she wondered. Throwing a brief glance around, she hastily unbuttoned her blouse as well, until the bullet-shaped bra that held her breasts in place came into view.

Looking down at herself, she was pleased, once more, at how much more shape it gave her otherwise rather flaccid and unshapely breasts. Unlike Barbara’s, she thought, remembering the few times she had seen her undressed, and marvelling at the full and heavy set of tits that were still bouncy and firm, even without support. She envied her, and maybe wished a little bit to be able to touch her, just as she was touching him. The feeling confused her. Deborah, she’s your step-sister, she told herself. Step-sisters don’t touch like that!

Calmly, she stripped off the cone-shaped cups, until her breasts hung down freely, grabbing them with both hands and running her nipples against him. She shuddered, as she slowly traced his lines, in the cool, dark night, right there in the streets, feeling warmth still radiating from him. Crawling on top of him, she suddenly began to lick, carefully, along his most prominent features, while she felt his wing between her legs. And oh, did it feel good there. So good, she thought, that she wanted to feel more of it. Much more.

Her skirt slid up and she finally felt him stronger against her panties, pressing her pelvis hard against the line of the wing, and began to rub on it, back and forth, her breasts pressed against his smooth side. She began to curse the girdle that was keeping them in place, making it hard for her to take them off in the position she was in. But maybe that was a blessing, as she was already revealing much too much, in too risky a place.

Washing, she thought. I would love to wash him, give him a special treat, just from me. And without further hesitation, she relaxed her bladder and let her pee run down between her legs, all over the wing, still rubbing back and forth to make sure to cover it all. When she felt empty, she turned over and began to lap at the wetness that was running down his sides, slurping up her own warm water, enjoying every drop of it. You’re lewd, Deborah, she told herself. Lewd and strange and queer, and one day, you’ll be found out, but until then, you’re going to enjoy this.

“Deborah, you’re so lewd,” she heard a low voice behind her. Startled, she turned and looked straight into Barbara’s eyes, which pierced her through the cat-eye glasses she was wearing, her arms akimbo and her lips pursed. “So this is why it takes you so long to come inside,” she continued with a sound of reproach. “Here I am, waiting late for you to finally come home, and then my little sis just spends her time outside being lewd with my car!”

“I… I didn’t… I’m sorry, I swear I will never…” Debora stammered, looking down in shame. The moment of truth had arrived sooner than she had hoped.

“Well, let’s clean this up and then you’ll have to make some amends, I tell you,” Barbara said, and immediately continued her step-sister’s work and started licking up the rest of the stains off her Chevrolet’s trunk. Deborah watched perplexed for a moment, her eyes following her pink tongue that darted out between her ruby red lips, lapping at her urine like a cat would lap up milk. “Mmmh,” Barbara purred, “you taste even better than I thought you would.”

She leaned over and softly pressed her lips on Deborah’s mouth, kissing her cautiously, sharing the taste with her, mixed with the taste of her own saliva. The younger woman was overwhelmed with the situation, a million thoughts and feelings running through her head, but her older lover seemed to take it all in stride and began to guide her up on top of the wide trunk of her car, where she made her spread her legs wide between the comfortable wings. And just when Deborah was wondering how two women would ever make love like this, Barbara had already torn her panties with her sharp fingernails and a decisive jerk, and buried her face inside her moist, warm muff.

The tongue now licked right across her sex, that place that she barely even dared to touch herself, now open and spread wide for her step-sibling to explore freely. She liked to believe that she was completely at the mercy of the older and more experienced woman, but something inside told her that she enjoyed this too damn much to even want to resist it anyway.

Two fingers entered her, stopping short of her hymen. Barbara looked up at her with a wistful smile, licking the slimy juices off her fingertips. “So you’re still sealed up, huh?” she remarked with a sultry voice. “I think I’ve got just the thing to pop your cork, then.” Grabbing her younger step-sister by the hand, she pulled her off the trunk and back inside the car, where she put the gear shift lever into position right between the young woman’s legs. “Since you’ve started with the Biscayne, I think it’s only fitting for him to be the first inside you, dont’cha think?”

Deborah nodded, a little afraid, but so aroused she was practically aching to feel something inside her again, deeper, stronger, harder, and the knob on that shift looked so… Cautiously, she lowered her hips down onto the thick, bulbous head, feeling it spread her wide and tear at her hymen. She stopped, afraid of the pain, and whatever would come after, while her pussy dripped down the sides of the shift stick, lubricating it.

Barbara crawled inside in front of her, arching backwards over the white leather seat and pushing her crotch out towards the young woman. As if Deborah had needed any more hints, her older lover pulled up the skirt of her bottle green dress, revealing… nothing. She wore nothing at all underneath, and her bushy, brunette pussy was right in front of the young woman’s mouth. Eagerly, she latched on, sucking on those red, swollen labia like she was starved. And she was, starved for sex, hungry for her first taste of another woman’s pussy.

It was musty, and salty, and very very wet, even more than herself, and she enjoyed every bit of it, munching on the fleshy folds of the brunette woman’s twat, while holding her legs up over her shoulders. And then, suddenly, Barbara pushed her down hard, and the gear knob split her open and ran all the way up into her cunt.

She shrieked, mostly from surprise, but a little bit from the pain that was tearing at her insides, and which was quickly taken over by another feeling – the feeling of elation, the feeling of freedom, of finally not being a virgin anymore. The stick ran up deep inside her, fucking her so very good, and she went back onto Barbara’s pussy hard, licking, sucking and slurping at her juices as if her life depended on it. The older woman gasped and moaned, steadying herself on the back bench while she tried to push her pelvis further against the willing mouth of her younger lover. And then, she just let it run.

Warm fluid filled Deborah’s mouth, tasting very similar to her own juices that she had just licked off the back of the car earlier, and she began to drink, greedily, enjoying the taste, but more than that, enjoying the feeling of shared lewdness, shared sex. Who would’ve thought her prim sibling was even dirtier than she was?

“Oh yes, suck my dirty cunt,” Barbara groaned, as if she could read her thoughts. “You filthy little pig, you’re fucking my car with that stupid little virgin twat of yours, huh?”

“Yes,” Deborah whispered quietly, in between gulps, the pussy in front of her spraying all over her face and tits.

“Yes what?” Barbara asked demandingly, as the trickle from her pussy suddenly subsided.

“Yes, I am a filthy little pig,” Deborah admitted meekily.

“And do you like sucking my cunt, pig?” her lover asked, not letting her off the hook that easily.

“Y-yes,” the young woman said reluctantly. “Yes, I like s-sucking your…” She paused, now gathering her thoughts and building up her resolve to play along in this game. “I like sucking on your sloppy old cunt, you nasty harlot,” she finally continued with a determined sound to her voice.

“Oh yes,” Barbara groaned, seemingly aroused from the dirty words of her younger lover. “So you want more of it?”

Deborah nodded. “Much more,” she replied. “I want to have it all.”

Gasping for air, the woman on the back bench swallowed hard. “Beg for it,” she finally croaked hoarsely.

Figuring out what it was that her step-sister wanted, Deborah smiled. “Please,” she begged in a sultry voice. “May I lick all over your slimy, dirty twat and suck all of its juices out from between your loose, sloppy folds? May I taste anything and everything you have to offer, and fuck and be fucked by you at all times?”

“Oh shit, yes,” Barbara exclaimed, reaching down between her legs and rubbing frantically across her pussy, until it erupted with force, squirting warm, wet juices all over Deborah’s head. The young woman gasped and sputtered, but tried her best to lick and swallow it all, while rocking herself on the shift, faster and faster, aroused by her own words and the effect they had on her lover, until finally, slowly, she felt it. A warm, tense feeling from between her legs, that spread throughout her crotch and carried her for a while, getting stronger and weaker in waves, until finally, it left her filled with a fuzzy, blithesome feeling of bliss.

She leaned forward and began to hug her step-sister across the seat, resting her head against her belly, while the gearshift dropped out of her gaping gash with a smacking noise. Happy, Deborah thought. She was happy, finally having found peace and comfort, and a lover who was just as lewd as she was. 1961 was going to be a great year.

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In a society where mass slavery has persisted into the 21st Century, a prostitute-slave named Sara endures pain, humiliation and casual exploitation in the service of a Las Vegas casino.