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People Pets the Finale

Thelma tried to spit at him and show her defiance he just smiled sadistically as his finger started probing her tight little Latia ass hole! She was squirming and trying to pull away but with her hands over her head and her ankles tied so tight, allowed him to do pretty much what ever he wanted!.

Jo had felt the first of many brutal lashes as Navarro was almost insane with the desire to hurt her an inflect as much pain as he could at her helpless expense. She had been whipped before, but never for very long, and in some ways depending on the situation had even gotten off from it, But this was not going to be one of those times. She had been tied up between two of the pole buildings supports by her wrists and ankles, so that Navarro could whip any part of her bare helpless pet body. She had gone from being blissfully relaxed with Thelma only minutes before to terrified helplessness, this was not going to be just a whipping it was going to be sadistic!!!..

As more and more stinging lashes fell first on her breasts and then he went around to her bound tender pet buttocks the beating of her bottom had by accident squeezed the butt plug in her asshole to the point that it popped out along with a sucking sound several of the men who were watching started laughing at this event!. he had now moved around in front of her and had gotten down on his knees and was using his belt to really whip her little pet pussy!!!.. The color of her breasts, followed by her bottom had turned from its normal Lilly White to red, followed by dark red. Tears welled up in Jo’s eyes as the colors changed from red to purple and then to a very sadistically dark blue her pussy was going through almost the exact same change!., she was now sobbing almost uncontrollably, Several of the men who had been watching this ordeal were starting to tell Navarro that she had enough!.

This had not deterred Navarro at all as he whipped her even harder. He then unzipped his pants and a very hard dick appeared he had loosened the bonds on her wrists so that he could bend her over and after doing so inserted his hard cock into her very sore and now welted pussy.

Jo was almost ready to faint from the agonizing pain as he started fucking her hard, and if he kept at it much longer blood would probably start spurting from her hideously swollen welts, just about the time she started to pass out, she heard the sounds of sirens and loud speakers . It was the Boarder Patrol and the DEA they had raided the camp looking for illegals.

Navarro quickly pulled out, had thrown down his whip and with his hands holding up his pants, had ran off into the dark along with a number of other men. There was shouting and yelling, and several gunshots, the loudspeakers said in Spanish stop, surrender and give yourself up and no harm would come to you. They now had a very good and well documented case of pet abuse, along with drugs and illegal dog fighting.

After most were rounded up the agents at first had been admiring Thelma as she was so shapely and beautiful, but because Jo was close by and the way the lights were, had at first not noticed how severely she had been whipped, when they did, they had immediately untied her, and caring hands were now carefully holding her as she could hardly stand.

They had called for the pet paramedics and had laid her down. Thelma was standing over her, as Jo read her thoughts, she was saying that everything would be all right. She had tried to hug Jo but there was no place she could touch her that did not hurt!. The agents were trying to pull her away, saying not to worry. Thelma was only able to give Jo a short but tender kiss as the agents took her away!…

Their parting was so awful, they had just found each other and now did not know if they would ever see each other again. Jo was almost sick with grief and not just because of the painful welts, she was carefully loaded into the pet ambulance and with the sirens blaring and the lights flashing it proceeded off down the road.

With the IV and drugs Jo slipped off into sweet dreams that were about this wonderful Latina pet, she had some incredible dreams of them spending all sorts of wonderful times together. She had woken up several days later in the pet hospital and was now thinking that everything that had happened was not real, and that some of it had only been a bad dream.

This was all shattered by how sore she was especially her pussy, when a Border Patrol agent had been asking one of the interns if she was going to be alright. She cared little about herself as the wonderful thoughts of Thelma raced through her mind. She heard the agent tell the intern that almost everyone at the farm had been caught. But her first master had gotten away, they had later caught him trying to sneak across the boarder, and he was now facing some very serious charges, of hiring illegals, drugs, dog fighting, and sever pet abuse. All were easy convictions that would see to it, he would served a very long time in jail or possibly prison. Navarro on the other hand, seemed to have vanished, but the agent said he probably had returned to Mexico, and would no longer be a threat to anyone.

Jo was trying to scream out, what had happened to Thelma? When the agent said god you should have seen this Beautiful young Latina pet that was picked up during the raid. Man, she would be a pet that any master would die for!, Jo was thinking what happened to her? And was starting to make as much commotion as she could, when the intern asked what happened? The agent finally said to the intern oh! She didn’t have any papers and I think they shipped her back to Mexico!.. and under his breath said what a waste. Jo’s heart sank . ….

For the next several days she was so depressed, she hardly ate anything as the thoughts of Thelma were very slow to fade, but never really left her. She was young, strong and feeling better each day, by the end of the week she had been returned to the pet shelter where all of this had started, almost six months ago.

She had thought that after her ordeal and that fact she had been used so brutally that no master of good standing would ever want her, and that she would never be chosen again, especially by someone that would really want and care for her. She had tried not to get excited as her big breasts had always attracted prospective masters, but after they found out where she had been and what had happened to her they always seemed to find some reason not to choose her. The welts and hideous bruises were almost gone but her breasts buttocks and especially her little pussy clearly showed the traces of abuse she had endured.

When this new master had inquired about Jo he was told about her past, and that she had a stubborn streak, that might well require some harsh discipline and special training. He was quite intrigued by the thought as well as what she had been through and the thought of having a pet that had been so abused, and to some degree, seemed to enjoy it, this had really appealed to his darker side. Most all of the things that he had done to and with Angel had been reserved and quite acceptable. Taking pets for their walk and trading them with other masters as well as having the pets play with each other was quite the norm in their small gated community. But to abuse one especially one that seemed to like abuse, was something that was beginning to interest him!.

Jo was so surprised, and could not believe she had been chosen, she had tried not to show her feelings or to get excited, but when the caretakers had came around later that evening, even they were happy for her. They had also said that her new master would be back that evening to see that she was primped and ready to be picked up the next day. He had been asking many questions about her and was trying to find out everything he could, what she liked to eat, and her favorite color, and if she had any personal belongings.

When her new master returned later that evening he had helped wash her and had taken his time, as the caretakers were more that happy to let him, but he insisted that they let him, shave her little pet pussy. No one had ever asked to do this before, to any of the previous pets, but the caretakers thought that as her new master nothing would be wrong with him doing so!….

Jo had never had her pussy shaved before, it was still a little sore and was quite sensitive, but the thought of this really excited her! The thought was one thing, but when this new hansom master started to rub and wash her breasts and nipples followed by her round pink bottom this alone had sent shivers of erotic lust through her pet being, but this was nothing compared to him carefully washing and then starting to shave her little muff! She was trembling with excitement! As her brown pussy hair departed with each stroke of the razor! Revealing bare tender skin.

He kept telling her to stop wiggling as he carefully shaved around her little pea shaped clit, he was afraid he might hurt her! This only made her tremble even more, it took him twice as long as it should have and both enjoyed this personal touch, she had not felt this good down there for some time as she remembered the young male that had cared for her when she was a youngster, and that when he had rubbed her in the very same place, oh! did it feel good…..

She woke up early the next day and was so excited, and more than ready to be picked up, she had gone from several days ago to thinking, that no one would ever want her, to now being ecstatic with the thought that not only had she been chosen it was by a very hansom and caring master.

He to had arrived early to pick her up, the caretakers had gotten her few possessions together. Her new master had asked the caretakers about her things and was told that she had little, but one of them had remembered that when she had first been chosen none of her meager possession’s had left with her at that time, and this person had rummaged through their collection of lost and discarded items and had found her purple pet collar along with her bowl and dish that had her name on them, these things were what her parents had given her as a young pet and had been her most prized possessions.

She was so surprised to the point of tears when produced not only these things as well her original purple collar, and had gotten his friend to make a special harness that connected to it and fit around her big breasts as well. He had also bought her brand new purple high heels and a purple leather leash, all were Jo’s favorite color. How could he know all of these things about her?, and how could anything get any better than this!. after she had been harnessed, primped, and was wearing all these wonderful new things he snapped the leash on and gently tugged on her collar, saying Jo its time to go, she hesitated only for a moment as she proudly walked down the aisle with her big breasts firmly held up straight in this wonderful new harness along with the barest and cleanly shaven pet pussy that any of the other pets had ever seen!… Oh the feeling was wonderful….

She was wondering just what to expect as he playfully tugged her out past the entrance. There were a lot of cars in the lot, he said stand still and quit fidgeting. He then walked her over to the most beautiful dark gunmetal blue Mercedes and opened the door. Inside was the most wonderful smell of new leather upholstery the seats were light tan OMG this was exactly what she had fantasized about as a giddy young pet. He helped her in and as she sat down, she almost immediately and uncontrollably orgasmed!.. as her already wet little pet pussy touched the soft leather seat. OMG it was everything the had ever imagined or dreamed it would be…..

Her new master had closed the door and had walked around to the drivers side to get in when he noticed the embarrassed look on her face, and then the very wet spot between her legs and said with a knowing smile its all right Jo. I understand, and do you want a towel? She shook her head no, and thought to herself, only wanting to savor this moment for as long as she could, with her bare wet pussy against the the soft leather seat she was unable to stop another trembling orgasm as they drove off!. Her new master looked over and patted the inside of her soft bare thigh and said Jo, I know how your feeling and don’t worry your pretty little head about what just happened, besides thats your seat and you can enjoy it for as long as you like!. This statement again, produced another sinful orgasm.

Jo’s first of several weeks in her new home at the gated community, was a whirlwind of wonderful new things. Her and Angel, the masters other pet after first hissing and growling at one another was at first quite jealous, but after several days of sniffing each others sweet little muffs had quickly became fast friends Angel had asked Jo why she at times felt so depressed and Jo had told her the story of her and Thelma. They had started sleeping on the foot of her masters king sized bed and would always seem to end up wrapped around him with one on either side the following morning, he of course did not seem to mind at all!.. one of the reasons he had shaved Jo’s sweet little pussy, and that she to had wondered about this?, was because he loved to to kiss and suck on this wonderful place he would take turns sucking on each one. The only other one that had ever willingly done this to Jo before was Thelma, and for Jo, had been a most wonderful sexual experience that had a very sad ending….

He also liked to play this certain game with his pets, you know the one where he sets and they kneel and with their hands behind their backs the pets would try to get his hard cock in their mouths it was a game that he had taught Angel and that Jo had plenty of experience at doing, she of course really liked doing it especially with him as he had a big white and perfectly shaped cock, and when she would make him cum it was very satisfying that she could pleasure him so, and the fact that it was so warm and sweet had made her love to do it even more!!….

Jo had heard from some of the other pets in the neighbor hood that a new master had just moved into there gated community and that they, had marveled at the fact, he had two unusually attractive pets!. She did not think much more about this statement until her master had taken her and Angel for their usual walk later that evening. As they walked along, both of his pets had been playfully pulling on their leashes and had been quite a hand full when Angel first noticed that the new master who had moved in several days before was now taking his pets for a walk.

Jo had not seemed to care and had not been paying much attention even though these new pets were suppose to be so beautiful. As they came closer one of his pets was behind him so that Jo could not see her, but the other one had been curiously snooping around and had gotten not only Angels attention she had also gotten Jo’s, she was so young and sweet, as this master introduced himself to theirs, it was followed by the usual small talk, he commented on what lovely pets her master had, especially the blond, and the one with the big breasts. Her master said oh! I see you have two pets also. We will have to trade soon, and both agreed to do this the first chance they got and that this would be a friendly and neighborly gesture much like a house warming.

They shook hands and as they passed one another, Jo came face to face with Thelma!!!… before anyone knew what had happened both Jo and Thelma were “locked” in each others arms. Jo was ecstatic, the love and lust for this incredibly beautiful young Latina pet was all consuming the fact that she had tried to save Jo from an awful fate along with the feelings they had for each other in just a short time, had easily cemented their relationship. As both masters stood there aw struck by the fact that their pets were now both rolling around on the ground hugging and kissing each other as if they were long lost pet lovers, it was almost embarrassingly sinful to watch these two embrace and fondle one another.

Angel was at first somewhat bewildered at the site of this?. But as they rolled around she soon could see how beautiful Thelma was and why her and Jo had such a special bond. The two masters where enjoying this most interesting display by their pets and where in no hurry to break them up! When Jo had been chosen and all the wonderful things about her new home finally sunk in she could not have imagined that things would get any better, but now with Thelma living almost next door it certainly had!.

As the two masters finally were able to pull them apart they knew that both of these pets would be spending a lot of time together. The other young pet this master had was introduced as Lea he said she was quite young and was so sweet an innocent that he could not help but choose her, but that she to had a terrible discipline problem! and he was not quite sure what to do about it? He also said that Thelma was not only beautiful, but was the perfect pet and that she would never think of doing anything that would cause her master any grief or embarrassment, and was perfectly behaved!.

Over the next several weeks Jo was continually getting loose and out of their back yard in her zeal to see and be with Thelma. She, had suggested to Jo that she behave or something bad might happen to her, but Jo paid little attention.

This problem with Jo had caused her master to tell her, if she didn’t start behaving he would have to use some harsh discipline, and had bought some disciplinary items leather wrist and ankle restraints along with several floggers from the pet shop that specialized in discipline and pet training. But all these things he had used along with their suggestions did not seem to work at all, or make any difference. She learned quickly that if she acted bad she would be disciplined and it was something she still craved for. Her master could not bring himself to really punish and abuse her. He was at his wits end and was afraid he might hurt her by over disciplining. Angel had watched him on several occasions fasten Jo’s wrists to the overhead beams in their garage and flog her, all that this seemed to do, was to make Jo very wet, and that this flogging would almost always bring her to several very satisfying orgasms, this had only seemed to make her more, unmanageable, Angel at first did not understand, but Jo’s thoughts indicated she craved not only this type of abuse but even more brutal and sadistic treatment!.

He had been talking with Thelma’s master and was surprised to hear that Lea his other pet was causing him a most similar problem!… The pet shop that specialized in discipline and pet training had tried a number of mild things, sit means sit! And that she should follow the rules, but she would continue to pull on her leash when told not to, as well as roam and get into the neighbors yard. They suggested that these two pets needed to be taken to a specialist who dealt harshly in this type of behavioral problem and needed to be dealt with by more harsh and sever pet training,. As they were ill equipped to deal with the problems they were having. This along with the fact that Jo had such a checkered past and had been forcefully abused along with the fact she could also be quite stubborn had made them both decide to make an appointment for their pets!.

Their first session at this special discipline and training center had gone well they had both been lead around in front of a bunch of strange men that supposedly worked at the center these men did not look at all like compassionate trainers they looked more like depraved sexual deviates and the dozen or so that they had been paraded around helplessly in front of only seemed to be waiting for a chance to get their hand on either of these pets, Jo with her large breasts and Lea because she seemed to so young and innocent. both were told to behave or they would be turned over to these men next time and that the harsh discipline abuse and humiliation they would use on them would be quite severe it was meant to scare them. After this statement and when they returned home both pets seemed to be much better behaved at least for a while.

This had only lasted for a short time, less than a week before, both Lea and Jo were again doing things they shouldn’t. The trainers at the center suggested much harder discipline for both of them, and that they should leave them at the center for at least a full week, maybe even longer, so that the severe discipline training could not only begin it could be extended for as long as it took!. Angel had been very unhappy and disappointed that she could not go when he had taken Jo the first time, thinking that she had missed out on something special, her master had been trying to convince her that she did not need to go, as she, like Thelma was well trained and had never given her master any trouble until now!

He finally had given in and said to Angel because she was now being unruly, okay I will take you but I don’t think you are going to like it. She seemed to be quite happy about this and was pulling at her leash in anticipation. Lea’s master had brought her over so that these pets could all go together.

Angel had never been to something like this and had no idea what to expect!!.., as they were all lead into the center. The trainers had taken each of them off in a different direction. Angel had been taken to a room that had all sorts of stands and tables along with numerous interesting items hanging on the wall it looked like a place where pets could really be, OMG, be used and abused!!!!… and this, was going to happen to her!!!.., a number of strange rough looking men had been standing around as she was lead in. All had their cocks sticking out of their pants and some were already quite hard with anticipation, a blindfold was placed on Angel and a gag was forced into her mouth. Almost immediately several helpers took her by her hands and pulled her over to one of the tables. She was trying to hold back as her red heels skidded across the floor, she now realized that these strange men were not there just to watch!!….

She was lifted up and tied and spread wide as a strap was belted around her waist she had never felt so helpless and vulnerable the excitement of being this way in front of all these strange men had produced a wetness in her blond little muff she had never quite felt before. The anticipation as to just what they were going to do to her was madding?….she did not have long to wait as she heard the door open and close. This was followed by the head of a cock push up against her blond pussy lips as the head pushed in she could feel that it was bigger than any she had ever experienced before and not being able to see, made her wonder how big it really was?, as it slowly slid in it stretched her more than her master had ever done! At first it really hurt!. She tried to protest but with the gag could only make little squealing sounds as he started to pound her these squeals did nothing to stop this sinful abuse. This big cock was going faster and faster as if the person that was doing this to her was some sort of machine OMG she could not believe she could take a rapid fucking like this as her sweet blond little cunt was pummeled faster and faster, she could not stop herself or hold back as the first of several mind numbing orgasms occurred!!..Boy Angel thought to herself, if this was severe discipline training she was going to be much more of a problem

Lea had been taken to another room by her leash, she had only a light blue leather collar and matching blue high heels, her hands had been cuffed behind her back, and nothing else! She was so young and innocent looking as if she had just left home. The fact was, that her parents were poor and she was from a very small town, this had lead to the problem that they could no longer afford to keep her as a pet and was the reason she had to leave home early. She was barely old enough to be chosen as a pet and had up until this time lead a very sheltered life. She also was vary naive and had no idea what could happen! But was quite excited as she was being lead around! The room she was now in also had a number of men. Well to do men, and was larger and some what different that the one that Angel had been taken to. On one side of this room were several tables that were filled with these men, they had been setting, drinking and talking. They were being served by an attractive young pet wearing no more than she. As she had been lead into the room the talking stopped and all was quite for a moment. All eyes were now focused on her, the talking resumed but this time with much more fervor. In the middle of the room, was a path of light blue carpet about 4′ wide running along the floor that was about 50′ long, at the end was a stand as well as other appliances that had all sorts of sex toys cleverly arranged around them.

The lights were very bright as she was lead to the first table and then the next, so that these men could get a close up look at her. She was wondering what they were going to do when it finally dawned on her, and she could not believe that her, severe training!!!… was to be the main entertainment for evening! Apparently this place was more than just a special discipline and pet training center. Or for that matter the training she was about to receive was going to be explicit and sexual in nature. A group of men were now starting to take their place around this stand. They were all nude quite muscular and very well endowed, as Lea was lead to the second table where her naked pet body was pinched, poked and again inspected quite closely.

She had medium length brown hair, and brown eyes, she was everything that Angle and Jo were not, her breasts were perky 34″ inchers! with small pink and very hard little nipples and her 36″hip’s had just the right amount of plump and jiggle. She was small waisted, and about 5′ tall, and could not have weight much over 115 # lbs. Her skin was very pale and this gave her the look of virgin innocence. She was being lewdly admired and fondled by almost every one at each of the tables as if they could not believe she was such a pretty young thing!, her soft little breasts and nipples were getting the most attention but her virgin white bottom along with the neatly trimmed little pet pussy was also getting its fair share of attention especially her bashful little clit!!!…that was becoming less bashful by the minute!.

She had never seen this many older men in one place before and none of them seemed to be a caring master!. The excitement of being touched by these men and the comments they made, especially as to what was going to happen to her! They also made made comments about her breasts, as well as her bottom and fuzzy furry little well trimmed pussy that sent shivers of excitement up and down her soft little pet gentiles. As she was lead from the last table the lights were dimmed and several spotlights were focused on the stand at the end of the blue carpet.

In all of the excitement she had not noticed the trainer who had been leading her around was now looking right at her when he said boy are you going love this type of training!!!…he had lead her to the end of the carpet and as he did so a spotlight was turned on that illuminated only her. The cuffs were released and she was roughly forced to her knees by this trainer and was now on all fours this was immediately followed by him pulling her along by her leash . From one end of the carpet to the other and back several times the spotlight followed her every move. After which she was placed on her back on one of these short stands and held wide open by the men.

Several of those that were not holding her lined up, she at first was terrified but when the first one eagerly went down on her sweet little pet pussy it became obvious that at least for now they were not going to hurt her, the first man easily and expertly brought her to orgasm and immediately started to do it all over again Omg the first was so incredibly wonderful as was the second and third she was starting to get a little sensitive and was trying to pull away! this did not stop him at all as he went after her more aggressive than ever she was so young and tasty.

It was clear now that this was going to be abusive sex as she was now on her sixth orgasm one of the men that was holding her had been counting and would hold up his had to those that had been watching from the tables apparently they had taken bets on just how many times they could get her off! The second man had now taken the firsts place and he was really going after her. Her heart was pounding as she orgasmed once again she was now up to over a dozen. The incredible pleasure of the first several orgasms was quite wonderful but was now fast becoming agony.

This was followed by the third, forth and fifth man all were experts in getting a young pet off.

Jo had been taken to a room similar to Angel’s and had been bent over a short wooden post, and her her collar had been attached to it!, she was tied with her arms out to each side along with her ankles to rings in the floor. Some how this position seemed to be quite familiar and was just like what had happened to her when she was a pet sex slave, at the farm. It was very exciting though, and quite stimulating as she was anticipating along with looking forward to, some severe and sadistic sexual abuse.

She could not remember being tied so tight, their was no way she could move, this alone had added to her uncertainty. Her big breasts were hanging down her nipples were hard, her bottom and previously well used pussy were both helplessly exposed and vulnerable. Her little clitoris was just starting to peak through her lips and the first sticky drip of anticipation was slowly stretching in a long string towards the floor. She had been longing for this kind of treatment ever since she left the farm camp.

She was at first startled as the door burst open, and she could feel who ever it was, his presence when he touched her, at first sent goose bumps down to her gentiles and then she heard a familiar voice as he moved around in front of her, OMG it was Navarro!!!… He said I have been waiting for you and plan on starting just where we left off! As the first of several stinging lashes descended on her big round buttocks that recoiled wildly along with her big breasts, this was followed by his big cock being forced into her helpless mouth!!!… She yelped quite loudly from the whip but that was quickly muffled by the cock between her lip!. She know knew that her training was just beginning and that she truly was a bitch, a slut and a whore……. of a pet!.

The end

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The casts finally come off.

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Patience was never really a virtue of mine, but as I sat waiting, my legs fidgeting on the side of the bed, I thought I was going to go crazy.

A knock sounded at the door to the room, and all three of us jumped, as a man entered, a smile on his face, and a clipboard in his hands.

“Good news, Jason. Looks like your casts are coming off early.” Doctor Brown said. His wispy long grey hair stuck out from his head, but he has been our family doctor for years.

Lisa and mom jumped up to hug me at the great news, then mom walked the doctor out, discussing something with him.

“Isn’t that great?” I asked, but then noticed the look on Lisa’s face. For some reason she seemed sad. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” she said quietly, but I could tell she was lying, “I’m glad for you. Now you can go back to your life, and you won’t need us taking care of you all the time.”

I almost had to laugh. Is that what was bothering her? That I would move back to my old life, and leave her behind?

“Lisa, look at me,” when she had done as I asked, I spoke to her in a tone that left no doubt to my sincerity. “When I first got into that accident, I couldn’t imagine a worse way to live, than to be at the mercy of everyone around me for every little thing.” I could see tears forming in her eyes, and wished the casts were off now, so that I could enfold her into my arms, but I continued on, regardless. “But then you showed me that it wasn’t all bad. That there was some good to being stuck at home and under yours and mom’s loving care. Before the accident, I loved you as a sister. Now I love you as a woman grown. Yes, I will probably move back to my apartment, but that doesn’t mean I am going to neglect you, or even forget about you.” As I spoke, I’d watched the hope blossom in her eyes, dampened only a bit at the mention of moving back into my apartment, which Sarah had thankfully been holding for me. When I finished, Lisa’s arms were tightly around my waist, and her head on my shoulder.

“Well,” Mom said, re-entering the room, “That’s some good news, at least.” From her tone, I could tell she was sad too.

“Mom, I–” I started to say, but she cut me off.

“No, son. I heard what you said to Lisa, and I know the same goes for me.”

The rest of the visit seemed a blur as my casts were cut from my arms, and for the first time in months, I could bend my elbows, and move my shoulders. My arms were whiter and skinnier than I remembered, but I couldn’t hide my smile at the site of them. They had been hidden from me for far too long, but now they were back, and useable… If rather stiff.

Doc Brown gave me instructions on how to work my arms for the next few weeks, to return them back to normal, but the first exercise they got was hugging my wonderful sister and mother. Warmth seemed to infuse my whole body, as I held these wonderful women.

Mom let me drive home, and my palms were sweaty on the wheel, as I double and triple checked every intersection. There was no way I was getting into another accident. Mom and Lisa both got a chuckle out of my caution, until we pulled into the driveway, to find another woman waiting at the door.

She introduced herself as Carol, and asked if she could come in. Once we were all seated, she graced us with a warm smile, and I couldn’t help but notice how attractive she was. She looked to be a little younger than mom, but something about the way she moved told me that she was pregnant. I could just make out a slight bulge to her belly.

“I’m so sorry to barge in on you like this, but there are a few things that I need to discuss with you. Let me start by saying how happy I am to see your casts off, Jason.” Who was this woman that she knew about my casts? “I’m not sure if you noticed, but all of your medical expenses have been taken care of. Unfortunately your bike was completely totaled in your accident, but I am prepared to offer you a check in recompense, plus some to cover your… Shall we say, trauma?… Since everything has happened.”

“I don’t understand,” mom piped in, “Do you represent the woman that nearly killed him?”

“Let’s say that I represent a third party, which has an interest in what happened, but would like to put everything behind them. I am hoping this amount will be sufficient?” She showed us a figure scribbled on a notebook she was holding, and I thought my jaw was going to hit the floor.

“With that much, I could buy a new Harley Davidson every year for the next ten years, and still have money left over,” I blurted the understatement before I could think better of it. It was likely more money than I would see in my lifetime.

“Hmm, yes,” was Carol’s only reply to my statement. “Of course we haven’t forgotten about your caring family either.” The way she said ‘caring’ made me wonder if she knew just how loving this family was, but when she showed us another figure, what she might or might not know flew from my head. The second figure wasn’t as big as the first, but was still staggering. Mom and Lisa would be set for quite a few years, if they just lived off the interest that the second amount would get them. “I will take your silence as acceptance?”

Mom was the only one to spot the problem. “You seem to be throwing a lot of money around. What’s the catch?”

Carol smiled warmly, as she met each of our eyes. “There is no catch, but there is a stipulation.” Mom harrumphed, and I agreed. What was the difference? “You cannot seek any legal actions against the lady that hit you, nor even seek her out. This money is intended to make it as though your terrible accident never happened.”

Never happened? The thought struck me as a bad thing. If that accident had never happened, would I now have the relationship that I did with mom, Lisa, Faith, or even Sarah? Jenny and I would still be broken up, and my life would be drastically different than how it was now. No, I didn’t want it to be as if it had never happened.

I wondered briefly who the woman that hit me was, that they wanted the accident silenced so badly, but the money was too much to pass up.

“Where do we sign?” I asked.

Carol wrote out the checks, and then thanked us all for accepting the money. “I’m sure your family will be as happy as mine is,” she told us with a wink as she left, making me wonder again, just what she might know.

“I think we need to celebrate,” I said as soon as Carol pulled away. “My casts came off today, and now we’re set for life!”

We all hugged again, and as before I relished how wonderful it felt to hold these two women in my arms.

“I agree,” Lisa said, placing one hand on my crotch. “Why don’t we start right now?”

Mom turned my face to hers, binging our lips together, as she kissed me tenderly. “Sounds like a great idea,” she said when she broke the kiss for air. I could only laugh as I dropped my hands to both their behinds and gave a squeeze. My first feel of their rear ends was a delight, as I smiled to the giggles of both women.

As if on cue, they both dropped to their knees, taking my shorts down as well. Neither of them could miss the massive erection that sprang free. Mom grabbed the base of my member, as Lisa licked her lips before kissing the tip. I moaned loudly as Lisa swallowed my head between her soft lips, and mom leaned forward to lick my scrotum.

Lisa pulled away for a moment, and then brought her lips to the side of my length, while mom did the same on the opposite side, and they kissed each other, with my cock still between them. Remembering that my hands were free, I dropped them to the backs of their heads, running my hands through their auburn hair. My fingers seemed to tingle at the touch, and oddly enough, it turned me on even more. For so long I have wanted to touch them, and now I finally was.

Lisa started to kiss her way up my abdomen, surrendering completely my cock to mom. As she continued kissing her way upwards, she pulled my shirt up, till she lifted it over my head, and mashed her lips to mine. Her mouth opened as her tongue sought entrance into mine, and I opened my lips, not wanting to deny her anything.

“Are you going to take off my clothes, or do I still need to do that?” Lisa asked in a whisper, and then giggled as I hurriedly started fumbling with her pants. Even the simple act of pulling her pants down was a delight that I enjoyed. I hoped that never again would I be denied the full use of my hands and arms. Lisa’s shirt nearly flew off of her in my haste, and despite being out of practice, her bra soon followed. I had Lisa step back a half step, as I slowly brought my hands to her melons. It almost seemed unreal, as I watched her skin pebble at my gentle touch, and her nipples harden between my fingers. “How do they feel?” My beautiful sister asked with a sparkle in her eyes.

In answer, I slid my hands to her back, pulling her towards me, as I bent and brought her left breast to my waiting mouth.

Mom stood up from the wonderful blowjob she’d been giving me, and I let my hand drift down to Lisa’s shaved lips, feeling how wet she already was. I thought my fingers felt stiff and inept, but Lisa moaned letting me know she was enjoying my touch.

Two hands pulled me away from my sister’s teat, and I turned to see that mom was now completely naked as well.

“These want some attention, too,” she told me, hefting her breasts, and I brought my free hand to her one of them, squeezing gently. Mom’s tits were softer than Lisa’s, but from experience, I knew that they were also more sensitive. I slipped two fingers into Lisa, as I leaned forward, and used only my lips to stimulate and tease Mom’s already stiff nipple. Mom’s hands gripped the back of my head, pulling me tight to her breast, as she moaned, and I sucked as much of her soft flesh into my mouth as would fit.

I couldn’t tell who, but one of them grabbed my cock, and starting sliding their hand up and down my length, using mom’s saliva as lubricant. I let the hand that had been fondling mom’s tit drop down, and slipped a couple fingers into her fiery crotch. I noted that it felt just as hot to my fingers, as it did to my member, when it was buried in her. I picked up the pace of my fingers, as I sucked hard on mom’s nipple, and was soon rewarded with a handful of her cum. I am guessing that it had been mom with her hand on my cock, for as soon as the hand was removed, mom was pushing my hand out of her.

“Okay, hunny, I think I am ready for the real thing now,” she told me, as she led Lisa and me back to her room.

I quickly jumped on the bed, and even the simple act of waving the two women over to me was enjoyable. Mom straddled my hips, and Lisa helped guide me into her fiery depth, before sitting forcefully on my face.

“Make me cum on your face, Jason, so that I can fit that beast in me next,” Lisa demanded, and I went to work alternating between ‘popping’ her clit between my teeth and tongue, and shoving my tongue as deep into her as it would go.

I reached up between both women and grasped a different breast in each hand. By this point, mom had fully sunk herself onto me, and I could feel the heat of her insides surround my entire length.

“Oh, fuck! I love how deep you feel inside me, son. You feel your mother to bursting!”

“Mmm, he knows how to suck on my pussy too,” Lisa moaned. “Ung, yeah… Keep going… Right… there… Oh, fuck, I’m cumming!”

My hands met as Lisa and mom leaned towards each other, and I can only assume they were kissing, while Lisa came in my mouth.

I dropped my hands from their chests, and placed my left-hand thumb against mom’s clit, feeling her tighten up on my cock as I did so, and placed the other one on her hip, speeding up her rhythm.

Mom started panting, as I kept up the pressure and pace. Lisa crawled off of my face, and I admired the look of pure animalistic lust and pleasure that painted my sexy mother’s face. Her eyes were scrunched up tight, her bottom lip suck between her teeth, and her chest was heaving with the exertion of our bodies.

“Oh, son, I’m gonna cum! Fuck me, fuck me, FUCK ME!”

I happily obliged, as I pulled her down to me, and latched onto her right tit, and pounded my hips up at her. Her whole body froze as her orgasm started, and I felt our crotches get even wetter, as mom cried out her ecstasy. I continued to thrust up into, delaying the end of her orgasm, but bringing my own ever closer.

“I’m getting close,” I warned, and the next thing I knew Lisa was pulling mom off of me.

“No before I get that in me,” she stated, pinching me almost painfully at the base of my penis.

I just nodded, as she grabbed my hands and sat me up. She sat carefully in my lap, facing me, and wrapping her legs around my torso, and her arms around my neck. I easily slid into her already sopping cunt, and even though I couldn’t go as deep in this position, the intimacy of this closeness, more than made up for it. My arms pulled my younger sister tight to me, mashing her breasts against my chest, while her hips worked feverishly going back and forth, and even moving in circles against my own pelvis.

Her wonderful face, only centimeters away, was just too tempting, and she met me halfway in a passionate kiss that involved our entire bodies. I let my hands drop down to her ass and squeezed one cheek in each hand, knowing my culmination was imminent.

Liquid fire seemed to stream down from where our lips met in our fierce kiss, exploding in my chest, then again in my stomach, shooting down my penis, and finally firing off into my sister’s waiting vagina.

“Oh, Gawd, yes! I can feel your cum in me! It feels so HOT! It’s making me cum AGAAAAAIIIIIINNNNNNN!” Lisa wailed as her already tight inner folds gripped my ejaculating tool like a vise.

I collapsed wearily back onto the bed, my head landing on mom’s thigh, and Lisa landing on my chest. Mom’s fingers started playing with my hair, while I tried to catch my breath. As soon as I felt my limp second brain slip out of Lisa, my wonderful little sister started to kiss her way down my chest, till she took my soaked penis in her mouth, and started to clean me up.

“Not that I’m complaining, but you know I can take care of that now, right?” I asked with a smile. Lisa just looked up at me, smiled around my cock, and sucked hard as she lifted her head. It left her mouth with a ‘pop’, and she looked at me in all seriousness, spoiled only slightly by the light in her eyes.

“You better not ever do it when I’m around! I love the taste of our combined juices.” She then immediately went back to work.

* * *

Mom hung up the phone, and turned to look at Lisa and me. “They will be here around six,” she said with a smile.

For the next couple hours I busied myself, enjoying my renewed ability to help out in the kitchen.

“I still don’t know what to think about Jenny,” Mom told me, while I was peeling potatoes.

I laughed lightly, wondering the same thing. “I don’t know what to think either,” I told her. “If it weren’t for her, I wouldn’t now be where I am, and I really have no complaints about that!” It was only a small fib, but I had been able to keep up with all of the women in my life lately, and hopefully now that I had the use of my arms again, I would be able to ‘hand’le things better as well. “It’s really more as though Jenny and Faith are dating, and I am just their willing partner when they need me.”

“Are you okay with that?” Mom asked me, and I wondered how I was supposed to answer that. Was I really okay with two gorgeous women wanting to use me for sex? Of course I was! But I didn’t want mom to think that I thought less of what we had. When I didn’t answer right away, mom continued, “I know we can’t be in any type of an open relationship, so Jenny offers you some semblance of normalcy, but I guess I just worry about her breaking your heart again.”

This time my laugh was louder. “Mom, can she honestly break what you and Lisa are holding?”

Mom’s liquid eyes turned and stared into mine for a moment, before she flung her arms around me, hugging me tight, saying, “Oh, Jason, I love you so much!” She pulled away from me then, and looked into my eyes, sadness filling them. “There is something I need to tell you.”

“What is it?” I asked, trepidation filling my voice. “Whatever it is, you can tell me.”

“I got a little worried about… Well… I decided to ask the doctors…” Mom seemed to crumple in on herself, and I pulled her to me in another hug, rubbing her back, until everything spilled out of her all at once. “I asked the doctors to run a couple extra tests on you, and they found out that you’re sterile. You can’t have any kids. Something in the accident screwed that up, they said.”

Stunned, I just stood there, mom still in my arms, until she pulled away from me, to look up into my eyes. “I’m sterile?” I asked, wondering which tests the doctors had done to determine this. “No kids?” I didn’t know whether to jump up and cry out in elation or break down crying. Instead I ended up laughing, remembering how hard Geo had been trying to get pregnant, and all to no avail. “I guess I’ll just have to adopt,” I told mom, who now had a worried expression on her lovely face.

“You’re… You’re okay with this?” She asked.

“I have to be. I don’t really have a choice,” I told her, meaning it.

The doorbell rang a little while later, and I went to answer, marveling at how much easier and quicker it was to open the door now.

“Hiya handsome!” Faith called as she stepped in, holding hands with Jenny. “Hope we’re not late,” she added with a wink.

“Oh, leave him alone for a few minutes,” Sarah said right behind her. “Let the poor boy get some food in him, before you jump his bones!” Despite everything I now knew about my landlord, it still surprised me to hear this once prim and proper women speak like that. “Where’s your mom?”

“I’m here, and you’re just in time. Dinner is served.”

We all sat at the table, my two sisters flanking me, mom on the other side of Lisa, Sarah sitting close to mom, and Jenny filled that last seat, between Sarah and Faith.

Dinner was a loud affair, as everyone exclaimed about our great luck with the new windfall and about me having my casts off. It was only slightly marred by my new knowledge that I was sterile. As I thought about it though, I realized that I really was okay with it. If I ever wanted kids, I could just adopt.

Throughout dinner, I felt a number of bare feet rub against my legs, and I knew I was in for a busy night. No sooner was dinner done, when Faith stood up, turned on some music, and claimed, “I want to dance!” She grabbed my hand, pulling me up, and into her, as her hips started to sway against me. Lisa stood up, and ran over to us, sandwiching me between my two sisters. Mom and Sarah both got up, laughing, and started to dance with each other, leaving Jenny sitting there with a slightly put-out expression. Thinking back on it, we never have discussed the incestuous relationships that went on around us, and I wondered what was going through her mind. I watched her for a second, knowing that she knew Faith was my half sister, but until now, I have never done anything with Jenny and Mom or Lisa.

Feeling bad for her, and wondering what she might do, I beckoned her over. As soon as she was within reach, I pulled her to me by the front of her shirt, and kissed her.

“Hey!” Lisa and Faith protested almost simultaneously, and I laughed as I released a stunned Jenny, and then kissed my sisters in turn.

As Faith’s and my tongues wrestled, my arms around Jenny and Lisa, I wondered if life could get any sweeter. A hand digging into my waistband, groping for my lengthening penis gave me my answer. As soon as my pants puddled around my ankles, Jenny dropped down, and immediately engulfed my rod between her lips. My redheaded girlfriend’s tongue languished around the rim of my head, eliciting a moan. She bobbed up and down my length, slowly taking me deeper and deeper down her throat.

I let my hands drop down to Lisa’s dress covered rear, and Faith’s denim draped derrière. “Mmm, I think I like you being able to use your hands again, Faith told me, breaking the kiss.

“He really knows how to use them, too,” Lisa piped up, pulling my face back to hers for another kiss. While my tongue was engaged with my full-sister’s, my half-sister dropped to her knees next to Jenny, and they started to swap my cock back and forth between them. Having a free hand, I decided to put it to good use. Sliding my digits up her inner thighs, Lisa spread her legs, giving me better access. Soon my fingers were lightly pressing against her panty-less crotch, and I had to smile at my sister’s boldness. She was already pretty wet, as I slipped first, one, then two, and finally three fingers into her.

Lisa started to pant pretty heavily, as I picked up the pace with my hand, and I started to trail kisses down her slender neck, while my other hand travelled up her back to her zipper. I unhurriedly slid the zipper down to just over her small ass, and she shrugged it off her shoulders, allowing me to kiss my way down to her pert breasts. From the way she was breathing and reacting to my touches, I knew she was close, so I kept my fingers in her, letting the dress hang from my frantically thrusting arm.

My whole concentration had been on getting Lisa off, so I was a little surprised when Faith start screaming in the throes of her own orgasm, slightly muffled by my cock between her lips. A quick glance down showed me why. Faith’s pants had been thrown to the side, and she was sitting on Jenny’s hungry mouth. As my hand was simultaneously squeezed and soaked with Lisa’s orgasm, and Faith still hungrily slurping and sucking on my cock, I started to shoot my wad down my half-sister’s throat. She didn’t miss a beat, as she continued to suck every drop out of me. I had to lock my knees under me, to keep myself standing upright, until the tidal waves of bliss finished washing over me.

As soon as I finished, Faith pulled her face away from my member, smiled up at me, showing me a mouth full of my spunk, and then moved down Jenny’s body, till she could kiss the sexy redhead. As they started swapped my ejaculate between them, Lisa started pouting.

“Done so soon?” she said, looking down at my wilting phallus with disappointment, before smiling and shoving me back towards the couch. “I’ll bet she didn’t clean you well enough,” she informed me, before dropping her head to my lap, and stopping me from going completely limp.

I looked around for Sarah and mom, and finally heard mom’s moans coming from behind me. Turning to look over the couch, the wonderful sight of my sexy mother sitting nude on the edge of the table, Sarah’s bleach blonde head between her thighs, gave a jolt of life back to my penis, and I felt it start coming back to life, with the help of my sister’s talented technique. I continued to watch, until Sarah brought mom off to a great orgasm. By that point I was fully hard again, and Lisa was standing up, grinning as she straddled my thighs.

“Mom told me that all they did on their vacation was play with each other. They never even left their room.” I smiled as Lisa’s eyes rolled back in her head, and my second-head breached her lower folds. She was extremely wet, and it only took her a couple seconds to get my full length into her tight hole. “She also told me,” Lisa continued, while she rocked her hips, “that the only regret they had, was not having this huge cock of yours there to fuck them silly.” I leaned forward getting turned on by Lisa’s talk, and suckled her left tit into my mouth. “Just like you’re fucking your sister right now. Ung, that feels… Unh, I’m gonna…” I gripped Lisa’s hips, and started thrusting her back and forth, while I lifted my hips up slightly. “CUM!” Lisa started to shudder, but I didn’t relent on my own movements, until she finally relaxed. On weak legs, she tried to stand up, only to collapse next to me on the couch.

“I guess it is my turn,” I heard Sarah’s voice in my right ear. I turned to watch as my seductive landlord walked around the couch, looking down at Lisa still trying to catch her breath, and then laid down in front of me. “I want you on top. If you wear me out as much as you did her…” she left the rest unsaid, and I understood what she meant. If she became just as exhausted, she wouldn’t have to try and move off of me.

I dropped down between her legs, and started to kiss my way up her thighs, to squeals of delight. As soon as I reached her juncture, I sucked hard on one lip, then the other, before shoving my tongue as far as it would go inside her. She tasted great, as her juices started to flow between my lips and down my chin. I started to ‘pop’ her clit. “Damn! I don’t know which is better, your cock or your tongue,” Sarah nearly screamed, then did start screaming as she came hard.

While she was still shaking from her orgasm, I quickly moved up her body, lining my cock up with her twat, and sank into her with one swift movement. This must have triggered another orgasm in her, as her loudness increased. Not wanting to go deaf, I covered her mouth with mine, and could taste my mother’s sweet juices on her lips. I started to hunch my hips in earnest, driving into this sex-maddened woman with abandon, loving how hot her insides felt, as they gripped me with every pull, and welcomed me with every push.

I felt hands grab me under my shoulders, and pulled up to see Jenny behind me. No sooner had Sarah’s screams been unleashed, than they were muffled again by Faith as she sat on her mother’s face.

Jenny lowered her head next to mine, and whispered, “I don’t know how I feel about all this incest, but if it means keeping you, and being with Faith too, then–” I cut her off as I pulled her face to mine, and kissed her thoroughly and deeply. I could hear Sarah’s muffled screams, and Faith’s not so muffled ones, as Sarah’s hot cunny gripped me in the throes of another of her orgasms.

Jenny pulled back from the kiss, and I could see the fires of unbridled lust burning in her eyes, as she grinned wickedly and shoved me back. With a wet slurping, sucking noise I slipped out of Sarah, and Jenny energetically straddled me. Her tight pussy felt like a soothing glove, after Sarah’s fiery heat, and I moaned loudly as I hit the deepest points inside her. She had to stop to get used to being filled so full so quickly. “Damn, I forget sometimes just how big you are. None of Faith’s toys are as big as you,” she informed me.

I only smiled, as I abruptly sat up, placed my hands on her back, and pulled her chest down to my waiting lips. My hands dropped down to her ass, and I started to pound up into her, as I sucked as hard as I could on her teat. Jenny’s hand on the back of my head, tried to pull me tighter to her, and it only took a few seconds before she was coming on top of me. Back when it was just me and her, this would have normally gotten me off, but with all the sex I’d been getting lately, and having gotten off once already tonight, I knew I could keep going.

I let my head drop down to the carpet, but kept thrusting into my girlfriend. Looking around the room, I saw Sarah and Faith locked into a familial sixty-nine, and mom’s face was buried in Lisa’s recently fucked snatch. Lisa’s head was shaking side to side as she came on mom’s wonderful tongue. Mom’s rear was only a couple feet away from me, so I shimmied my body around, till I could pull her wet pussy to my lips.

For the second time that night, I tasted her sweet wetness, this time, straight from the source. I felt Jenny’s chin touch mine, and I knew she was licking mom’s asshole. Despite myself, this turned me on immensely, and I soon found myself unloading into my redheaded girlfriend’s cunt. This seemed to set her off as well, as she started to moan loudly above me.

I didn’t slow down my thrusting, though, as soon as I was done, trying to stay hard. Unfortunately, Jenny rolled off of me. “No more,” she moaned. “I can’t take anymore right now.”

Deciding quickly, I pulled my face away from mom’s snatch, and knelt behind her, deftly slipping my slightly softened member into the whole I was born from. Whether it was the heat from her insides, the fact that I was surrounded by five naked and very beautiful women, or the fact that I was once again making love to my wonderful mother, my cock stopped deflating, and started getting harder.

“That’s it, baby. Fuck your mother hard,” mom said, turning to face me, as I picked up my pace. “Slide that huge dick of yours in and out of my pussy.” I moved my feet under me, so that I could have greater movement, and started using long, powerful strokes, until mom buried her face back in Lisa’s slit as she came. The fire inside mom’s inner folds seemed to triple, as she gripped me, and soaked my member with her cream.

I realized that the only person I hadn’t pleased yet was my half-sister, and I looked around, to see she was still locked in a sixty-nine with her mother.

Pulling out of mom, I walked around behind Faith. Seeing her brown little hole, I knew where I was going next. I leaned over, and dribbled a bit of spit down her crack, and smiled slightly as I watched her mom suck up what little dribbled down to her. Rubbing my head against her hole, Faith lifted her head from Sarah’s twat, and looked back at me.

“So my brother’s finally going to give me attention?” She asked, not angrily. I could see the desire in her eyes increase, as I slipped my head past her sphincter. She sucked in a big breath as I gently slid deeper into her, my path eased by all the slippery cum coating my cock, and a bit of saliva. “Ung, fuck my ass little brother. Make me cum on your cock, and my mom’s lips. Fuck me!”

Sawing my hips back and forth, I really enjoyed the tight feeling of her bunghole gliding up and down the length of my pole. Faith shoved her face back into her mom’s pussy, muffling the screams that were starting to escape her.

Mom stood up and walked over to me, planting a quick kiss to my lips, before stepping over Faith, and spreading her pussy in front of my face. Never one to pass up an opportunity, I started to ‘pop’ her clit between my teeth and tongue, making her legs shake every time I did it.

I felt hair brush my cheeks, followed soon after by a whisper. “You dick and mouth are occupied, but you have your hands.” I couldn’t help but smile, glad indeed that I could use my hands, as Lisa guided my right hand to her crotch.

“Hey,” Jenny nearly shouted, “don’t leave me out.” And I soon had three fingers deep in her cunny, as well.

Faith’s colon gripped my rod hard, as she started to cum, and I felt Sarah’s tongue gliding against my balls as I pounded into her daughter. Realizing that I now had five women all right here, I looked up from mom’s juicy pussy, to see her, Jenny, and Lisa in a three-way kiss, as each fondled another’s breasts. Overwhelmed by everything, I dove back into mom’s pussy, attacking her clit for all I was worth, as I unloaded into my half-sister’s colon.

Jenny and Lisa both came right after, Lisa’s legs actually gave out underneath her. I sucked hard on mom’s clit as I came, and was soon rewarded by a mouthful of her cum.

I collapsed backwards, exhausted and completely satisfied, only to have five naked women all try to cuddle up next to me, and shower me with kisses.

* * *

Thinking back on it now, I still can’t believe everything that led to this point in time. I stood nervously, wondering if I was making the right decision. I knew how I felt, looking at the women standing across from me. My beautiful mother, young looking despite her years. Lisa standing next to her, her glorious face framed by her auburn hair. Sarah was next, and I liked how her brown roots were showing at the base of her bleached hair, her eyes smiling, as she looked back at me. Faith, my half-sister stood on her mother’s right, the last of the line, her large chest heaving, and I could see she was just as excitable as the rest of the women.

I still can’t believe I am about to do this. The last year seems to have flown by so swiftly, and once again I start thinking about how it has come to this. From way back when I’d walked in on Jenny and Jones fucking in my apartment, and the accident that had left me nearly helpless afterwards. How mom had had to masturbate me, just so that I could pee. A smile crossed my face at the way Lisa had seduced me into taking away her virginity.

I still felt guilty sometimes when I thought about the revenge I’d given Jenny. Finding out that Sarah and mom had known each other in college. The night Sarah had brought her daughter over, and Faith and I had watched Mom and Sarah eat each other out, only for me to fuck Faith right after, not knowing she was my half-sister till afterwards. Geo and everything else that followed afterwards flowed through my mind, as I stood waiting.

Music starts, pulling me from my reverie, and I look down the aisle to see Jenny start a slow stately walk towards me. She looks absolutely stunning in her wedding dress, and I feel my mouth go dry at the sight of her.

The adoption agency won’t let us adopt unless we are married. For obvious reasons, I can’t marry Lisa, Faith, or mom, and Sarah told me she was too old, and it would look suspicious. Jenny had happily agreed, and in a short two months, I now found myself facing my future wife, and our four girlfriends, so that we can start adopting kids.

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I dated my ex-girlfriend’s mother and found out big a secret she was hiding.

HER MOTHER

It was such a bummer. I paid for two circus tickets, but my girlfriend broke up with me just two weeks ago. I could sell them, but I really wanted to see the show this evening. It has been a while since I saw a circus. Might be fun. But I needed someone for my second ticket. So, I called my ex-girlfriend Diane, with which we broke up nicely about three years ago, but remained close friends. But, she had a birthday anniversary plan with her friends. Truly, she was at the bottom of my list of people I wanted to go out with. But she proposed, instead, to share those tickets with her mother. So, I had two choices, to eat the extra-ticket or to go there with my ex’s mother. It sounded funny to go out with my ex-girlfriend’s mom, but during the time I went out with Diane (who is 10 years younger than me), I had a great relationship with her mother, I was almost closer to her than her daughter. She was very mature, and we had a lot in common. Usually, I preferred to go out with younger girls, but her mom was such a nice person, so why not. So, I called her mother Nicole, and, since she had no plans for the evening, she accepted.

The circus was funny. We laugh. It was good dollar-value and the company was great. We went to a Chinese restaurant afterward and we chatted a lot. Then, as a gentleman, I accompanied her home. She was living in an apartment since her divorce. All night long, I kept saying to myself that she was looking good for her age. Slim, breasts size smaller than Diane but still round, smelled good, nice ass: she was taking great care of herself. She was laughing at my jokes and listened to what I had to say. Maybe I should stop going out with younger girls.

When we were at her door, I saw an opening and gently kissed her goodnight on the lips. She didn’t resist and was waiting or me to do the first move. Soon, after, she pushed me away with her two hands. She looked worried.

– Should we do this? You were Diane’s boyfriend!

– Exactly! I WAS!

Then I kissed her again with my arms around her, she melted instantly and kissed me back. I caressed her back, then my hands went south to grab her ass. She didn’t resist. I suspected she didn’t had sex in a while. It was kinda hard, but we managed to get in her apartment without tearing each other’s clothes. But once the door was close, I continued to explore her body with my hands and kisses while undressing her. She was very docile and let me do whatever I wanted. Once completely naked, I discovered that she truly has a very beautiful body for her age. I told her and her face turned red. We went to her bedroom, she turned on a small lamp before lying on her bed while she watched me undress. I approached her with my hard cock, and she gave me a great blowjob. I loved experienced women. We had passionate sex. She knew what she was doing. She even surprised me by swallowing my cum, and loving every drop. We tried to rest for a while, but we couldn’t stop caressing each other’s body and we fucked again. This time, instead of using her pussy, I fucked her ass without a warning. I wanted to see her reaction. She was uncomfortable, it seemed to hurt a little, but she didn’t complain that I was in the wrong hole. I tried to get as far as I could. The door opened. Diane was flabbergasted to see her mother having sex with me.

– Oh! I am sorry! I didn’t know!

If the light wasn’t so dim, I am sure I would have seen her face as red as a tomato. She closed the door quick and left. I knew she lived with her mom. But neither her mom, or I, knew if she was sleeping here tonight after her party. I also didn’t expect that she would open the door while we had sex. It was so intense that I didn’t hear her come in. Her arrival kinda turned off the mood for both of us. After discussing with Nicole about who is gonna talk with her, I choose to go. I cleaned myself up in the bathroom, and then went to Diane’s bedroom to make sure that she was ok with the strange situation of having her ex fucking her mother.

– Hem, Di, I … you know… it just happened. We were horny at the moment and one thing led to another! You know… you know what I mean!

– Don’t worry! I understand! My mother didn’t have sex since the divorce last year, so, I think she really needs someone, I am glad it’s you, and I am happy for her!

Her voice was very nice and calm. She acted like she wasn’t upset at all. I suspected that the inside was different, and she needed reassurance. On second thought, did she plan this to hook us up?

– It’s maybe just a one time thing. We don’t have a relationship or something like that.

– Why did you come to my bedroom naked?

– So? You saw me nude before! I didn’t see a problem with that.

– Yeah! But you have a big hard on, with your six inches, at the moment!

I looked down.

– Yeah, true, but let me continue, understand that I am not attached to you or your mother, you know. I don’t want our friendship to be different, if your mom and I ended up together.

– Seeing your prick remind me of how much I liked your cock! I missed it, you know!

She was clearly not in a listening mood. I didn’t know what else to say.

– Do you mind if I touch it again?

– It doesn’t matter, you did it before!

She sat on her bed, grabbed it and rubbed it up and down slowly. I noticed she was completely naked, with her pussy shaven. Her D size boobs were hanging with very hard tits pointing almost down.

– Must be weird for you to once had sex with a daughter and now her mother!

– As weird as you felt when you surprised us having sex!

– Fuck! I missed fucking you! We were great together, weren’t we?

– Yeah, lots of fun! But I came here to tell you to not get upset if your mother and I see each other in the future.

It was kinda hard for me to concentrate repeating this. Not sure if I meant it anymore. She was driving me crazy. She continued to act like she didn’t listen to what I said. Her eyes just stared at my cock like the first one she saw. One hand was rubbing it while the other played with my balls.

– You mind if I suck your cock? It is your fault to come here naked! You got me hot and horny!

I looked back.

– If your mother doesn’t see it, that’s ok! I don’t want to upset her, either.

She didn’t let me finish my answer. After the word «mother», she took it all in her mouth. She now got me all excited again. She put it all the way in and out while looking up at me. Diane was always good with blowjobs. It is a family thing. I whispered:

– Want to fuck?

– You betcha!

She leaned on her back while I approached slowly as she moved my cock in her pussy. She gasped with pleasure on entry. So, I fucked her hole as hard as I could while doing the less noise possible. Nicole should be asleep. After a while, I worried about the door being open. I looked and there she was. Looking at us. It was uncertain about how long she stood there. I think I heard her wept. She was wearing a see-thru sexy red lingerie. I stopped while Diane was grabbing my torso to get fuck harder. She didn’t realize her mother’s presence, yet. I had a tear bomb to defuse.

– Nicole!

Diane got surprised, stopped fucking to look at her.

– Mom!

Her mother froze. At least, she didn’t run away like Diane, it was a good thing, but I needed to sweeten that situation now.

– Please, come sit here! We have to talk. I suggested pointing to the chair besides the bed at our feet.

After a few seconds, she reluctantly accepted. She advanced slowly and sat while closing her nighty, with her left hand to hide her boobs, and the other to hide her cunt. That second hand wasn’t necessary, her legs were so tight together that we couldn’t see anything on a bright light. On the bed, Diane was confused by my invitation. She pulled the bedsheet to hide her breasts.

– Look Nicole! You and I are not engaged or anything. We can have sex with anyone we want! I am sure that it is difficult for you to see me with your daughter, but Diane and I were together before, so that might… or not explains things.

I am getting lost in my explanations. What are the right things to say in this fucking situation?

– Nicole, you have to understand that I like you both the same way. Fucking your daughter won’t prevent me to have sex with you afterward. We are just having fun, not getting married. Do you understand?

She acknowledged with moving her head. She used her right hand to take some tears away.

– I love what you wear, Nicole, you look very sexy. Could you help to make this situation less weird about all three of us naked in the same room?

– I guess!

– Great! Just sit and watch us having sex, that should help us to be more comfortable!

After five seconds of thinking, she agreed with moving her head again down. I looked at her daughter.

– Are you ok with that, Diane?

– If my mom is ok with this, I won’t mind!

– After our fuck, I will have sex with your mom, and you will watch us, ok?

– Mmm, I think I could like this!

Nicole moved her lingerie even tighter after hearing this. But she didn’t leave.

Since my cock didn’t leave Diane’s pussy, I continued to fuck her like her mother isn’t here, but that’s not true, I was even more excited! And so was Diane, she was like a kid who wants to show off to her mother how fun it was and moaned very hard! From time to time, I watched her mother’s reaction, and she was not looking away. She eventually loosened up her négligée and used her hand over her pussy to masturbate. So, since she liked what she saw, I decided to test her submissiveness hints that I noticed so far. I leaned over Diane and whispered in her ear. I looked at her face and she approved.

– Hey Nicole, come here!

Surprised, she stopped pleasuring herself. She got on her knees and approached us, having a better view of her daughter’s naked body at the same time.

– I want to fuck Diane’s ass! I remember that she loves that! Can you help?

She hesitated and then said in an innocent tone.

– What can I do?

I smiled. And I pull out my cock.

– First, you suck my cock to make it slide better. I don’t want to hurt her ass.

– But it just came from her pussy? she protested with a small voice.

– Just do it! I insisted firmly.

I was pushing again her button to always please others. So, she reluctantly took it and her lips slid it in as far as she could in her mouth, pull it out slowly and did it again. She didn’t look at her daughter and acted like she wasn’t here.

– You are the greatest, Nicole!

I let her suck it seven times, while Diane was watching with haze. I am sure she couldn’t believe seeing her mom, tasting her pussy juice.

– Now, while I hold her legs up, you aim my cock to her ass!

I really didn’t need her help, but I wanted her to be involved. She obeyed my command and led my cock in Diane’s hole. If my memory was correct, it was very tight. I got Diane’s both legs on my shoulders and started fucking. Her job done, Nicole was in the motion of standing to get back in her chair, but I stopped her.

– Don’t go! I still need your assistance!

She froze with a puzzled face.

– What else is there to do?

– Diane would feel more joy if you could rub her pussy while I fuck her ass! Do you agree?

– I am not sure! I cou…

I immediately raised my voice over her hesitation.

– Do you agree?

– Yes, but…!

– Then, DO it! I angrily said.

She stopped resisting and obeyed my order. She reluctantly put her left hand on her daughter’s clit and started to rub it. Diane went crazy! She was not expecting that from her own mom. I was kinda surprised, too. She could have refused and ran away, but didn’t.

I said kindly.

– Come here and kiss me, my little slut!

I bent down, and our lips met while she didn’t stop rubbing the clit. I pushed her head toward Diane.

– Look how you make your daughter happy. Now, slut, suck one of her tit to help her reach her climax. You want to make her happy, don’t you?

– Yes, but, I nev…

– Do it, slut! I told her with a firmer voice.

Nicole bent her head toward her daughter’s big breast and started to play with one of her tits with the tip, starting with her tongue and then her lips.

– I didn’t tell you to stop rubbing her cunt, slut! Continue!

So, she put her hand back on Diane’s clit. I stopped fucking her ass. Instead, i lift Nicole’s ass to put my cock in her pussy.

– Continue to please your daughter, my little slut.

I pumped her hard. Waited. And fucked her hard again. I heard her moaned. Whenever she lost Diane’s tit, she came back over that tit, to lick, suck and pinch it. Then I accelerated.

– Are you are mine, Nicole?

She stopped sucking to answer.

– Yesss!

– Will you do everything that I say, my little slut?

She didn’t answer, so I slapped her ass.

– Hun! Oh! yess!

– From now on, I will address you a slut! Do you love that?

– Yesss!

I fucked her harder.

– Will you obey every one of my command?

I slapped her ass harder.

– Hun! YES! she yelled.

– Will you obey Diane’s orders as well as mine?

I slapped her ass hard enough to leave a red mark.

– Hun! I am your slut! Hun! I will do whatever you say! Hun!

– Good answer, slut!

I stopped just before I was about to cum. I took her face in my hand.

– Who are your master and mistress?

She quickly answered, to propably escape a slap.

– YOU AND DIANE!

I kissed her long. She didn’t phase when I mentioned the words master and mistress. That’s good!

– Now, slut, you will finger her and suck her clit till she gets her orgasm.

– Yes, I will, sir!

She was obedient. She put two fingers in and fucked her faster while sucking her clit. Diane couldn’t take it anymore, she went wild and got a great orgasm. I am sure she never thought to get it from her own mother.

– Well done, slut!

I gave a big kiss to my new sub to reward her obediance. After that, Diane approached her mother and they both kissed like lovers. I noticed that Diane took advantage of her position to made sure that their tits were rubbing against each other’s.

– It is your turn, slut, lie on your back on the bed!

Diane’s order was very firm. She understood how to use her mom.

– Yes, mistress!

She did what Diane asked.

So, Diane went in between her legs and started licking the place she came out in this world. Seeing that made me almost cum. I went to my new sex slave.

– Give me a blowjob, cunt!

She took my prick and started sucking on it, or at least she tried the best she could because Diane was very good at licking and fingering her pussy. I slapped her face, and insulted her, when she stopped or slowed down. Actually, I didn’t mind those interruptions. I loved watching two women together. And watching a mother and her daughter was special. But my slave needed to be trained. When I saw my slut close to orgasm, I asked Diane to stop. We then switched to Nicole’s bigger bed. Thanks to my slut, my cock was hard and ready. But I didn’t know which hole to filled and who’s. I had six options.

– Come on, slut, let’s suck and lick your master’s cock and balls together!

– Yes, mistress!

I loved that idea! I sat on the bed to watch them work on my prick. Our sexslave obeyed without resisting. From now on, Nicole knew she would be our sextoy, and was no longer Diane’s mother. When I was about to shoot my cum, I took my cock, and pointed it to both of them with their tongue out of their mouth ready to catch my cum. I did it mostly on Nicole’s tongue. She closed her mouth.

– Don’t swallow, slut, give me some!,

Diane french kissed her quickly to get some cum too. I wondered who was the real slut here. It must run in the family.

She added:

– Now, come between my legs, slave. Show me again how a dirty whore, like you, lick a cunt!

– Yes, mistress!

– Tell me how much you like my cunt, whore?

– It smells and taste great, mistress!

She obeyed to her mistress’s words and put her head between her daughter’s legs.

With a smile on her face, Diane showed me with her hand to come closer, so I did, and she whispered: « thank you!», before she kissed me.

I went behind my slave and fingered her two holes. Her ass rocked and so did my sex life.

What I didn’t mention, is that, three years ago, Diane broke up with me for a girl. Not a great moment of my life. It happened after I accepted Diane’s suggestion to do a threesome with one of her girlfriend: Sarah. Which guy would say no to that offer. After that experience, Diane discovered she was, herself, a lesbian and left me for her. But she certainly couldn’t tell her mom. Nicole was a very religious person, and Diane knew she would never accept her new sexual preference. She was forced to hide the truth and lied a lot to spent time with Sarah. But none of us knew how submissive and naughty her mother really was, till this night, when we broke her up. Now, Nicole does anything we ask of her like the slut she is. She didn’t mind wearing a dog collar and getting her nipples and clit pierced. She just aimed to please us any way we want. If we knew about who she really was, we would have done it earlier. So during this night, I freed both of them to their true nature.

Having sex in a threesome most days gave lots of pleasure, but it was exhausting. When I rested my cock, the women gave me quite a sex show. Never got tired of watching them doing a 69. Eventually, Diane told her girlfriend Sarah about our situation. She found it exciting and she joined us. After that, I invited Mike, a friend of mine, because pleasuring three women was too much for me. Now, Diane and I are thinking about including more people.

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a sister admits her feelings for another

Lee spent some time lying on his bed before deciding it was time to change the sheets. Stacey was in the shower washing herself down, removing the sweat that had accumulated on her body. She loved the feel of the water splashing over her sensitive nipples, it sent waves of erotic thoughts through her mind as well as her body, each bit of skin the water touched seemed to tingle with joy as she cooled the water to try to remove some of the heat that had built up in her muscles.

Lee had got off the bed and dragged the sheet off by the time Stacey emerged in the doorway. Her body was still dripping wet from her shower, her hair held to her head, much darker then normal from the water, like this she looked like a new person. She watched as Lee folded the sheet up into a tight ball ready to be put in the washing machine. The scent of their activities still hung in the air both could smell it, and both could enjoy it.

Stacey walked over to her brother, her feet leaving little wet parts of footprints as she moved across the carpet that tickled the underside of her bare feet. Lee watched his sister walk over to him marveling at her body, only covered by the thin bathrobe she wore, the soft pink silk looked so inviting.

“That was so…” Stacey was cut off by her brother’s finger placed over her lips to quieten her.

“Don’t say anything” Lee smiled as he moved his finger and placed a soft kiss on his sister’s mouth, sending little shockwaves through her body as Lee’s soft lips touched hers. Their kiss was short lived as the front door slammed shut.

“I should go” Stacey said as she ran to the door, stopping to look at her brother she smiled before going out making her way to her bedroom where she could dress. Lee grabbed the sheet ball and made his way down to see who had come in.

It was Saturday the next day so everyone was in.

Lee and Stacey kept apart for most of the morning not because they were ashamed of what had happened the day before but because their paths just never seemed to cross with all the people moving around.

“So what happened yesterday with your sheets?” April asked Lee in the kitchen as she grabbed some cereal from the cupboard.

“Sheets what do you mean?” Lee inquired as he ate his last mouthful of Weetabix.

“When I came in yesterday you brought down a pile of sheets I just wanted to know what was wrong with them that’s all” April said as she settled down at the table to start her breakfast.

“Oh, that, Stacey had been sick on them so I needed to change them you know how she wasn’t well” Lee said taking his bowl to the sink hoping that was the end of the subject.

“Really I didn’t know she was that bad, what was she doing in your room anyway?” April asked before stuffing a spoonful of cereal into her mouth.

“She was just…” Lee was stuck for an answer.

“Its ok Lee you don’t have to tell me, I mean it’s not like we tell the others everything is it?” April said through a smile and a mouth full of cereal.

“Tell us what?” Stephanie asked as she came in to the bright light of the kitchen.

“Nothing, just talking with our little brother here,” April said covering their tracks well.

“Oh I’m sure it was a good conversation talking with him,” Stephanie said with a sarcastic smile to her brother.

“Funny Steph” Lee smiled back.

“Now you two play nice,” April scolded her brother and sister as she put her bowl in the sink.

“So what you up to today then?” Stephanie asked both her siblings.

“Nothing really” was Lee’s reply as was April’s.

“Well Kim, Mum, Trish and Stace are talking about going out to town fancy joining them?” Stephanie inquired.

“I’m out of cash what about you April?” Lee asked flashing her a smile to let her know this could be a great time for them to spend alone.

“Yeah me too all out” April said sending the smile back to her brother.

“Oh that’s too bad,” Stephanie, said rolling her bottom lip “I am too so it looks like just the three of us”.

Lee’s heart sank, he had hoped to spend the morning alone with April in bed but now he had Stephanie too that was not going to happen.

“Oh that’ll be nice just the three of us” April said with a wry smile crossing her face.

“Yeah… oh I just remembered I didn’t spend all my money yesterday I think I may go along after all” Lee grabbed his wallet from his pocket opening it to reveal some money to two of his sisters.

“That’ll be nice for the others won’t it Steph? Having Lee to carry all the stuff” Stephanie looked at her brother nodding.

“Well I better get going to catch them up” Lee smiled grabbing his jacket and heading for the door.

“Well it’s just the two of us then sis” Stephanie smiled as she watched her brother ran past the window to catch up with his recently departed mother and sisters.

“Yeah just the two of us.”

Stephanie and April sat in the living room watching TV, it had been about 25 minutes since the others had gone and the two remaining sisters had decided to settle down for an easy day. April sat in the light of the window. The light showering her in a bright golden glow. Stephanie could not help but be amazed at the sight of her sisters soft skin glowing as she shielded her eyes to see the TV screen.

“You want the curtains closing?”

“No it’s ok I’m not really interested in the program anyway” April said looking over to her sister who was at the other end of the sofa out of the bright light.

“Oh fine, just say if you do but to be honest I’m not really that interested too much either” Stephanie agreed looking for the remote control to change the channel.

“Why don’t we do something else? There’s not much on TV anyway,” April, said standing from her seat.

Stephanie agreed and turned off the TV “So what do you want to do?” she asked.

“I don’t know why don’t you decide?”

“Well why don’t we…” Stephanie couldn’t decide she had never been one to make her mind up and now it was showing more then ever.

“What?”

“I was thinking we could well how about sunbathing for awhile it’s nice out, perfect weather for it” was Stephanie’s suggestion, which was not really taken well to by her sister.

“I’m not really into sunbathing sis but I really could do with sorting through some stuff fancy helping me out?” April inquired.

“Sure” Stephanie was sounding really enthusiastic about helping out her sister in such a normally boring task like cleaning out a wardrobe.

“Ok then lets go” April said leading the way into the stairs then on to her bedroom.

“God April how many clothes have you got?” Stephanie asked as she was handed yet another set of t-shirts and jeans from her sister’s wardrobe.

“I have no idea, there could be anything in here” admitted April as she felt some more dresses this time, that had been pushed into the back of the nearly over flowing space.

“Well I had no idea you had so much stuff April” Stephanie admired all the clothes that had been placed into piles of matching clothes on all 3 beds in the room.

“I don’t either Steph this is incredible” April looked at the different piles, firstly at the t-shirts of all colors, red, blue, pink, white, green, patterned and plain many that would no longer fit her but had never been moved. Next she looked at her pile of jeans, some faded, some new, old, black and blue they were all there.

Both their eyes moved to the next bed where they had piled April’s old dresses. They were scattered over the bed, the green, red and blue dresses all folded over one another all too small for her now.

The third bed was covered in shoes of all types; there were high heels, trainers, and boots of all colors.

“Well I didn’t think I had this lot” April shook her head shocked as she saw everything that had been stuffed into her wardrobe for so long that it had actually gathered a small layer of dust on most of the items.

“Hay what’s this?” Stephanie’s voice came from behind April as she marveled at how much she had managed to push into the small space. Turning she saw Stephanie pull out a shoebox that seemed almost familiar but she couldn’t remember what it contained.

“I don’t know” April said as she tilted her head trying to think of what it could be.

“Oh my god!” Stephanie shouted as she opened the box pulling out a long black dildo, her fingers barely able to go all the way around the thick rubber shaft. April’s eyes widened as it all flooded back to her upon seeing the content of the box.

“So April when did you get this then?” Stephanie asked waving the dildo in her hand.

“I forgot I had that, it was when I was twenty-one I got it from a friend. Oh god I don’t believe I’ve still got it” April said taking it from her sister and inspecting it, rubbing her hands over the 9 inch shaft, feeling the little knobbles tickle the palm of her hand just like it had the inner walls of her pussy years before.

“So is there a story to it or what?” Stephanie asked eagerly as she watched April caress the hard rubber lightly like she was going into a little world of her own.

“What? Sorry I was miles away there” April was brought back to reality by her sister’s voice.

“I said is there a story to it or what?”

“Oh yeah it was when I was twenty-one like I said, I was having trouble with my boyfriend remember?” Stephanie nodded she knew just what April was talking about.

“Well?”

“Well, you and me have always been close haven’t we?” April suddenly went off story.

“Yeah, you’re the only one I’m really close to in this family you know that April” Stephanie said wondering why April had brought that up.

“I’m gonna tell you the whole truth I think I can trust you, can’t I?” April asked looking for an answer before continuing.

“Of cause you can” Stephanie reassured her sister.

“Ok, well the problem with Steve was he didn’t really measure up to someone else who I wanted”

Stephanie wasn’t sure what April meant by that.

“See all I really wanted was Lee”

“Lee who?” Stephanie asked not recalling any Lee’s that they knew.

“Our Lee” April said bluntly.

“Lee, Lee, you mean our brother Lee!” Stephanie was shocked by that confession from April but let her continue.

“Yes our Lee, I don’t know what it was, I know he was only fifteen and we never did anything until a few days ago but how I wanted to”

“Wait you did something a few days ago, you didn’t, did you?”

April nodded much to the shock of her sister, but Stephanie never really said anything she just waited for April to carry on.

“Well me and Steve had some arguments about this other guy and stopped having sex, leaving me really frustrated and upset so Gail gave me this” April held up the dildo to her sister as she spoke.

“And you must have just put away right, when you met John, then now Lee” Stephanie didn’t really sound shocked as she spoke almost like she had a secret herself that she wanted to get off her chest.

“Yeah, god what must you think of me right now” April was waiting for her sister to start shouting but she never did. Instead, she smiled looking into her sisters eyes.

“April”

“Yeah what?”

“I know how you feel about Lee” Stephanie was speaking slowly and softly to her sister.

“How do you know how I feel?”

“I feel the same way,” Stephanie, admitted making April arch her eyebrows in surprise.

“You mean you feel the same for Lee?” she asked. Stephanie just shook her head. “Then who?”

“You April” Stephanie said the words really softly holding her head down like she was ashamed to be saying it.

“Me!” April was shocked by what Stephanie had just said, who wouldn’t be.

“Yes I’ve wanted to touch your soft skin for so long I can’t remember when I first wanted to” Stephanie was being really genuine with her words, she meant everyone and April knew it.

“You can’t mean that” April said as she went over to her sister.

“I do though I can’t help the way I feel, everyday I take a look at you and want you more, I just don’t know what’s wrong with me” Stephanie started to sob.

“Hay come on its ok don’t cry” April cradled her sisters head into her chest putting her head onto Stephanie’s rocking slightly like a mother would a crying baby. Stephanie was holding onto April’s waist with both arms pulling her tight like a lost little child would to its mother after they had been reunited.

“Come on its ok, I’ve noticed you looking at me but I never thought anything about it, you should just have said something you silly girl” April spoke softly as she continued to calm her sister.

“I…I…should… but” April stopped her sister from speaking with her finger leaving a little gray mark of dust on her lips.

“Don’t say a word, its ok come here” April said as she smiled at the little gray mark on her sister’s face. Stephanie moved closer to her sister looking deep into her eyes, now managing to stop the tears from falling onto her soft red cheeks.

“I love you too Steph” April smiled; Stephanie could see that April meant the words they had been the closest of all the sisters. April was close with everyone in the family but they had shared something special growing up. Stephanie couldn’t help but want to cry, her emotions had got the better of her and she wrapped her arms around her sister’s shoulders pressing them together as she hugged April tight.

“I think we need a bath,” April said as she felt her sister’s tears fall onto her shoulder.

“I love him so much, I want to spend the rest of my life with him” April said softly as she sat in the warm water, her back against the cold enamel, the warm water lapping against her soft skin just below her large breasts. Stephanie was sat in between her open legs; the water also lapping at her soft skin sending little waves of pleasure through her as she felt April sponge her back lightly.

They had gone straight from the bedroom into the bath slowly removing each other’s clothes one piece at a time, taking care to caress every part of the others body before they got into the bath, first April then Stephanie.

“He’s just as good looking as he was when he was younger,” Stephanie said as she enjoyed the soft water falling down her back from the sponge that was lightly being squeezed against it.

“No, he’s better looking” April corrected her moving her legs around her sister, the feel of her skin touching Stephanie’s under the water sending little electric shocks through her entire body, up to the pleasure sensing part of her brain.

April dropped the sponge into the water with a little splash making waves that just touched both their breasts, sending little shudders through each. Stephanie smiled as she felt the water move onto her breasts reaching back she took April’s hand bringing it back to her waist holding it, putting her finger in between hers holding them tight. She leaned back into her sister, feeling her massive breasts push into her back, the hard nipples pressing in hard making both shiver.

April brought her other hand around to hold Stephanie’s allowing her to get more comfortable, she dropped herself into April’s lap her soft ass-cheeks pressing onto the little tuft of hair that April always leaves above her clit, it tickling the sensitive skin on Stephanie’s ass. April watched and felt as her sister slid further down her legs so she could rest her head onto her breasts. Stephanie’s soft wet hair tickled her sensitive nipples and her legs felt so nice as they slid down under the water on hers.

“I wanted to kiss you for so long” Stephanie said as she looked up into April’s eyes, as she felt her sisters soft palms slide over her breasts, the water only heightening the sensation as she moved them over her nipples.

April brought her felt hand from her sister’s breast as she spoke and lightly touched her right cheek with it moving it up towards her wet hair still looking into her eyes; a soft sensuous look stared back at her. Stephanie did the same feeling the heat of her sister’s face as she made little circles on the soft skin of Aprils face.

“I thought about your lips on mine,” Stephanie said as she closed her eyes wanting to feel her sisters lips touch hers and block out all the unnecessary senses she possessed. Stephanie was rewarded as a little bolt of electricity flew through her lips from the soft touch of April’s as she kissed her lightly. Their kiss lasted for a long time before either moved; it was April who slowly let her hand go from Stephanie’s face to her breast. Stephanie still eyes closed moved both her hands onto her sister’s hand, grabbing it she moved it to just where she wanted it, the soft palm sending little jolts through her body, as her mouth was pushed against her sisters.

Stephanie broke the kiss moving her body to the other side of April’s she once more kissed her sister softly but this time with her mouth open, still no tongues were used though, this was not just a hard sex session it was a sensual moment shared between two loving women. April let her hand slide down Stephanie’s body onto her leg and down her thigh before bringing it under the water to her crotch. April didn’t linger there though never actually touching her sisters pussy she brought her hand back up her stomach and on to her ample breast, taking the nipple of the left between her pointing and middle finger, giving it a little squeeze and pull before letting go. Stephanie sighed as she felt her nipple being pulled by April’s talented fingers.

Stephanie continued to kiss her sister softly as she felt her hand go back under the water, the little ripples it made cutting through, splashing onto her clit making her want more. Stephanie switched position as she felt April’s fingers touch her outer lips for the first time. She got up and turned, the water dripping from her hips and legs making a sound like the rain does when it hits a window, when it fell back into the filled bathtub. Turning she sat back down between April’s legs placing hers on either side of her sisters she just avoided touching their crotches together. Looking into each other’s eyes, April reached out and held her sisters arms. Stephanie slid back so only her chest and face was out of the water, her hair floating on the water made her look so sexy. April moved her hands onto Stephanie’s breasts she slid them down touching every part she could, making Stephanie smile and try to arch in the water from the pleasure of the touch.

Leaning her head down April kissed her sisters stomach, her hair sliding along the soft skin tickling it as she pulled her lips back down to her lower abdomen, then onto her left inner thigh. April kissed the soft flesh as Stephanie sat up and watched her lips kiss her leg. They had been in the water for some time now and it was starting to get a little chilled both knew it was time to get out. April and Stephanie dried each other off with soft fluffy towels before walking to Stephanie’s bedroom naked.

Lying on the bed, they settled against each other. April was behind her sister, her breasts pressed into her back once more. Stephanie reached her left hand back and rubbed it through her sister’s hair as she was kissed with soft lips on her neck. April’s hand was pressed into Stephanie’s crotch, her palm rested on her soft pubic hair as her finger curled up at the end just touching the lips of her sister’s pussy. The lightness of the touch making it seem like their was nothing their but the waves that it made through her skin was extraordinary. Stephanie pushed her head down as she let her sister kiss her neck moving her hair away to get at ever part. The soft touch of her fingertips soon vanished as she pushed her fingers deeper inside her sister. Stephanie started to slide her body against her sisters as she felt the fingers start to be pushed and pulled from deep inside her pussy. Stephanie moaned as she felt the tips of the fingers slide up and down just at the entrance, her juices wetting them and making it easy for April to slide them a little deeper. Both shook as Stephanie leaned her head so she could kiss April as she fingered her fast and hard. Their lips met, just, and they began to kiss as Stephanie moaned from the little shockwaves flowed into brain.

Stephanie’s neck was getting tired from this position so she turned on the bed, moving April’s hand from her pussy as she slid her body over her sisters. April had her legs bent and to the side as she was laid on her back but was spooning with her legs against her sisters. Stephanie pulled herself over her sister’s legs; laying her body on April’s hips, she began kissing her for the first time using her tongue to massage the mouth of April. April was uncomfortable with this weight on her hips so she slid Stephanie to the side, turning so she could be with her sister, they began to kiss once more, their bodies pressed together, the soft heat they were both producing making a little sheen of sweat appear on both.

Stephanie brought both her hands onto her sister’s face, holding it as she kissed her sister, the touch of their tongues making each want to shake from the sensation it caused. Stephanie pushed April back as she moved her body up her sisters, leaning her head down, taking her right breast she began kissing the skin around her nipple before moving her lips onto it. April brought her left leg over her sister’s waist, her pubic hair touching the more sensitive part of her leg making her close her eyes with pleasure. As she kissed and pulled the nipple in her mouth April moaned out how nice it felt but Stephanie didn’t really hear what she said.

April couldn’t take much more of the electric shocks that seemed to be pulsing from her aching nipple. Pulling Stephanie away she brought her face to hers planting a soft kiss on her lips. Stephanie crawled down the bed, her breasts and nipples touching the sensitive parts of April sending a little pulse from that spot. Finally, Stephanie reached her target rubbing her lips over April’s pussy making her cry out from the pleasure as the wet lips of Stephanie’s mouth met the wet lips of April’s outer lips. April moaned loudly as she felt Stephanie’s hair touch her thighs and her beautiful lips touch softly on her pussy, before she opened them and touched the inside with her wet tongue. April was in heaven as she felt an orgasm build deep inside herself.

Stephanie continued to lick the inside of her sister’s tight, wet and warm pussy as April squeezed her breasts together. Stephanie licked her way up a little to the top of April’s pussy dragging her tongue along her clit, which was all it took April screamed out and arched her back as a massive orgasm ripped through her body. Stephanie didn’t stop her licking as April writhed beneath her; she just sucked up all the juices that April provided for her. April couldn’t cry out anymore her orgasm was so big, all she could do was rub her hands into her sister’s hair, making it tickle her crotch even more.

Stephanie finally realized that this was the end, she had, had what she wanted and satisfied her needs. She laid her head on to her sister’s stomach, April brought her left leg up making a little cradle for her to rest in as she rubbed her sisters head.

“I’ve learned so much from you” Stephanie said as she hugged her sisters waist with her arms, her head still resting on her sisters stomach, April’s left hand on her head, her right laid across her own breasts.

“Oh if only Lee could have seen this, he’d have loved it” April smiled.

“I bet he would, but I don’t think I could have done it with him and you at once,” Stephanie said as she moved her head slightly to a more comfortable position.

“No it was just perfect like it was” April agreed as she looked down at her sister’s head resting on her.

“Hhmmm” Stephanie moaned as she started to drift off to sleep on her sister’s waist.

April smiled as she thought about her brother and slowly closed her eyes too, steadily drifting off to a well-deserved sleep.

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Part 6

The film began with Laura entering a room containing a large bed, located in a pool of light at the center of the screen. No one else was visible on the screen. Her shoulder length blond hair was neatly combed, her face was radiant, and she entered the room with classic grace even though she was wearing a short, silk kimono very similar to the one Sarah was wearing. The kimono came to the middle of her thighs, exposing a considerable amount of Laura’s well developed and creamy smooth legs. The belt of the kimono was cinched at her waist and emphasized her appealing hour glass figure. The top portion of the garment was somewhat loose and moved in sensuous rhythm to Laura’s breasts as she walked. The scene seemed to jump and showed Laura surrounded by four men, two black and two white. The men were nude and each was fully erect.

Laura leaned over and whispered to Sarah, “The video is not chronologically intact. It is a compilation of events so a lot of time has been edited out of this version. This initial procedure occurred over two days.”

Sarah nodded her understanding and stared at the screen as one of the black men began to peel the kimono off Laura, exposing her stunning body to the other men. The kimono dropped to the floor at her feet leaving her nude except for the smallest black thong Sarah had ever seen. The men seemed to appreciate it even more as they could be heard making comments. Their hands began a communal grope of Laura’s body. Her breasts were cupped and gently squeezed; her nipples were tweaked; hands caressed her arms, waist and hips; hands began to slide the thong down her hips and past her knees, she compliantly stepped out of it, standing nude before the men.

The scene jumped again and Laura was on her knees in front of the same black man who had stripped off her kimono. Her mouth was fastened on to his engorged cock and her head was bobbing back and forth along most of its length. From the video, Sarah could hear the man groaning and she could hear a moaning from Laura’s throat. Suddenly, the black man grabbed Laura’s head with his hands and began to grunt loudly, thrusting his cock deep into her throat. He was obviously experiencing an orgasm. The camera was positioned in such a way that Sarah could see Laura’s eyes widen with surprise and then she could see the muscles in her throat relax as her adams apple began to move up and down, swallowing the sperm as it gushed out of the man’s cock. The man continued to stroke his cock in and out of her mouth for several seconds before he withdrew completely. A thick string of cum stretched from his cock head to her lips for a moment before her tongue lapped at the slit of his dick and disappeared into her mouth, taking his sperm with it. A voice out of camera range could be heard saying, “It’s my turn now.” Sarah noticed that the number “1” appeared in the lower right corner of the screen before the picture faded to black.

The DVD captured each erotic coupling Laura had with the men. In the beginning, there was usually only Laura and one partner although the variety of sexual positions shown was almost overwhelming to Sarah. Laura was penetrated while she lay on her back, her side, and even on her stomach. One several occasions, she was taken doggie style as she crouched on the bed. During one episode, Laura was bent at the waist holding the back of a chair to support herself as one of the men entered her from behind. He used his hand to guide his cock into her body, and once fully inside her, he gripped her hips with both hands and pumped into her for several minutes before he grunted, pulled her ass tightly against his groin, and shot his seed into her womb. When he was done, he spun Laura around and kissed her deeply. Sarah noted that Laura wrapped her arms around the man’s neck and kissed him as hard as he kissed her. She also realized that the number in the lower right corner of the screen registered 13.

That episode seemed to mark a turning point in the video because from that point forward, Laura was engaged with multiple partners, simultaneously. There were several scenes in which she serviced two men, one using her mouth and the other using her vagina. Later in the video, Laura was lying on top of a black man, and his cock was fully inside her vagina. Suddenly, to Sarah’s surprise, the second black man positioned himself behind Laura and after positioning the purple-black head of his cock at the small, puckered entrance to her anus, slowly inserted his swollen member into her ass. The two men began a see-saw motion as their cocks pistoned in and out of Laura. Soon her body began to respond and she was moving in counter rhythm to the black men, forcing their sex deep into her with each stroke. The man behind leaned over and spoke into Laura’s ear and she ceased her movements. Sarah thought perhaps he was going to withdraw to ease Laura’s discomfort, but on the contrary, he grabbed Laura’s waist with his hands and began to thrust fully and forcefully in and out of her ass, driving her body forward with each stoke. The man below her remained still as she received the full onslaught of the second man’s lust. After a few seconds of his intense thrusting, he buried his cock in the depths of her colon and yelled out as his sperm filled her back passage. When he withdrew from her body, the camera captured his seed gushing from Laura’s ass onto the legs of the man below her whose cock was still clasped tightly by the lips of her vagina. With the second man gone, the man underneath Laura grabbed her ass cheeks with his hands and began to rock his hips up and down. Seconds later, he, too, ejaculated deep into her body, although this time, Sarah smirked, there was some chance his sperm might encounter an egg. The counter now read 24.

The DVD ended moments later and Laura snapped on the light. Sarah looked from Dr. Henry to Laura and back. She stumbled for words, “You . . . ah, how do I . . . I mean, am I supposed to do all that?” Her voice resonated with shock and disbelief.

“What do you mean?” Dr. Henry asked.

“Well, the oral and anal sex . . . do I have to do all that? I can hardly get pregnant by taking sperm in my rectum now, can I?”

Laura placed a calming hand on Sarah’s arm, and in a soothing voice said, “No one is going to force you to do anything you don’t want to do. I wanted to do everything you saw me do, Sarah. It felt right and I enjoyed every second of that session and each of the other two as well.”

“In addition, Sarah,” Dr. Henry added, “our data show that the more involved our patient is in sexual activity, the more receptive she is, and the prospects of pregnancy increase. As we told you before, the female body produces some wonderful hormones that stimulate ovulation and prepare the uterus for implantation. In fact, in some cases, I recommend a woman participate in a “practice” procedure at a time when she is unlikely to become pregnant just to stimulate hormonal production. My theory is that the more sexually active you are the more hormones you produce, and the greater chance there is that your body will be ready to conceive. My patients have had excellent success with this approach.”

“Well, I’m just not sure I can do all those things . . . especially with strangers! I’m not a . . .”

“Whore?” Laura asked.

Embarrassed at the implication of her emotionally charged statement, Sarah lowered her eyes. “I’m sorry Laura, I did not mean that like it sounded. But you are asking me to engage in sexual activities I don’t even do with my husband, and do them with complete strangers! That is unconventional to say the least, and is probably illegal.”

“There is no question our procedure is unorthodox, Sarah,” Laura began, her voice soft and calm. “But it works, and if you are serious about becoming pregnant you should give it a chance. “

Picking up Sarah’s medical file, Laura continued. “You have already been to a number of doctors and they’ve all come to the same conclusion, haven’t they? You are here because we are your last hope. Am I right?”

Sarah nodded, “Yes.”

“Try it Sarah. What do you have to lose? All of your male partners will be carefully screened. They are disease-free, stable men who are demonstrably virile and sexually advanced. They will only take you as far as you want to go. If you find you are headed in a direction where you are unsure of your willingness to participate in an act, you tell them ‘no’ and they will back off. No one will force you to do anything, and no one will do anything you find painful or demeaning. And don’t forget, you can take pleasure from the sexual activity as well.”

Sarah looked questioningly at Laura, “What do you mean?”

Laura laughed at the innocence of the question. “Sex is not just for men, you know. We women can use sex to have fun and enjoy ourselves, too. In fact, some of our other patients initially were just as reluctant as you to participate in the procedure. But we talked, like we are talking now, and they realized they could use the opportunity to live out their sexual fantasies without fear of recrimination. By participating in our procedure, you will be in a situation where you will have multiple partners. Why not try a new position with one or more of them? Why not experiment with a form of sex that you may have been too embarrassed to ask your husband about? Why not use the opportunity to release you normal inhibitions and go wild for a few days? None of your partners are going to “kiss and tell,” or do anything to ruin your reputation. And plus, since we will only accept you as a patient with the full acceptance and participation of your husband, accusations of adultery will be totally unfounded.”

Sarah understood everything Laura was saying, but she still had reservations. “So what you are saying,” Sarah began, “is that I could use the opportunity to release my inner slut?”

Laura’s face became stern. “That terminology is way too negative, Sarah. I told you before, I am not a whore and I do not expect you will become one either.”

Sarah realized she had gone too far with her comment and lowered her eyes. Recognizing her body language, Laura’s tone softened. “Look Sarah, we know this is a difficult decision. All men and women have fantasies, some involve winning the lotto, some involve travel, but many involve sexual activity that some in the general society may consider unusual or even immoral. All I am suggesting is that if you chose to participate in the procedure, you can make the whole experience more enjoyable for yourself. The old adage that says ‘the more effort you put into a job the more you get out’ of it is very true in this case. And in this instance, the possibility exists that you could enjoy sexual adventures that most women can only dream about.”

“Ok Sarah,” Dr. Henry said, sensing the moment was right to interject, “we have reached a decision point. You have heard and understand my procedure, and you have seen a video record of a patient involved in the procedure. I know you have some reservations, but you need to tell us if you want to proceed. As I said before, if you elect to stop now, we are fine with that choice, although I must tell you I think you are a perfect candidate for this procedure. I can’t guarantee success, but think it will work for you.”

“I really want to talk with my husband . . .”

“Of course you do,” Dr. Henry replied, “but you told me he was out of town for several weeks, right?”

Sarah nodded.

“I am not sure we have the luxury of time in this instance, Sarah,” the Doctor continued. “I have done some preliminary calculations on your ovarian cycle and it appears to me your best chance to become pregnant is about 10 days from now on Saturday the 22nd. But just to cover all bases, I would really like you to come out to the ranch this weekend, too.”

Sarah expressed true surprise, “You mean tomorrow?”

“Yes, tomorrow. I believe you are a perfect candidate for a trial procedure and I have another patient scheduled this weekend as well. It would be a good opportunity for you to become more comfortable with the procedure.”

“Ah, how many ‘donors’ do you think are ah . . . necessary?” Sarah asked anxiously.

“Well, let me think for a second,” Dr. Henry said, scribbling something on a piece of paper. “Since this episode would most likely be a practice run for you, because I really do think you will be more fertile the week after, I would say we could get by with two or three men. What do you think? Are you willing to try?”

Sarah was flustered and very unsure what to do. She desperately wanted a child, and it was certainly true that every other doctor had told her pregnancy was probably impossible for her. Now this doctor was telling her he thought she could get pregnant using this incredibly unconventional procedure. She desperately wished Jim was with her to help make this decision, but he wasn’t. They had discussed the issue over and over, and they both agreed on the idea of her becoming pregnant, even if it meant using some unusual procedure but this technique was one possibility they had not remotely considered. She had to make a decision now, and it did not appear Dr. Henry was going to give her any additional time. Sarah felt helpless. She had no other options. All the more conventional procedures had already been ruled out. It was either this way or no way.

Sarah looked from Laura to Dr. Henry and back at Laura. They both seemed anxious to hear her decision. She lowered her head and closed her eyes, thinking furiously about her options and how she could possibly tell Jim that in order to become pregnant she had engaged in a weekend of sex with three complete strangers. Finally she raised her head, and looking at Dr. Henry said weakly, “Ok, I’ll do it.”

Dr. Henry was exuberant. “That’s great,” he exclaimed!

“You won’t regret this at all,” Laura chimed in as she briefly hugged Sarah.

“Ok,” Dr. Henry continued. “We have a little bit of work to do, beginning with an examination of your physical responsiveness to stimulation. Let’s get started right now. Please move over to the examining table and put your feet in those stirrups.”

Still dazed by her decision, Sarah stood and moved to the examination table. She realized it was not a standard examination table in that it was nicely upholstered and comfortable. It was more like an oversized recliner than an examining table. The seat was relatively short so that when she sat down, her ass was perched right on the edge and she felt like she might slide off. Two things happened when she fitted her feet into the stirrups – the hem of her kimono opened at her waist, and silky fabric slid up her on her thighs completely exposing the lower half of her body from her abdomen to her toes, and secondly, any pretext of modesty disappeared. With her feet in the stirrups, her legs were spread wide, preventing any attempt to conceal her womanhood. Dr. Henry sat on a small wheeled stool and quickly positioned himself between her smooth, firm thighs. His eyes focused on her trimmed thatch of pubic hair and inviting vaginal lips.

“Sarah,” he began peering up over her abdomen, “you have a very attractive body. Your legs are nicely shaped and your vagina is clean and trim. I am not saying that to embarrass you but to let you know those are attributes the male donors find desirable, and my research shows the more desirable the female is, the more frequently the males will mate. And in this business, more mating means more sperm, and more sperm is what you want, right?”

Sarah nervously gripped the table. “Yeah, I, I guess so,” she said with little conviction.

Dr. Henry moved his stool even closer, his shoulders were now touching the insides of her thighs, and his left arm was draped casually over her right thigh, his hand rested lightly against her hip. “Sarah, I need to see how you respond to sexual stimulation. Remember I told you that your body will produce hormones that will help stimulate your uterus and prepare it to receive your fertilized egg, ok?”

Sarah nodded.

“You can’t tell that you are producing the necessary hormones, but there is a correlation between hormone production and vaginal secretions. In other words, the wetter you are, the more hormones you produce. Now, I need to check to make sure your reactions are normal so that the egg stands a reasonable chance of implantation. So, what I’m going to do is stimulate your clitoris to induce an orgasm. Do you understand?”

Sarah swallowed hard and her voice squeaked as she replied, “Yes.”

Dr, Henry lowered his head slightly and with his right hand began to lightly caress the sparse hair surrounding the lips of her vagina.

From her semi-reclining perch, Sarah’s view of his actions between her legs was clear and unobstructed. She started as his hand moved between her legs. She gasped, “Dr. Henry, are you going to use your hand?”

“Relax Sarah,” the Doctor responded, as he caressed her inner thighs. “Yes, I will stimulate you with my fingers and orally as well. Now sit back, be calm, and let nature take its course. Your body will respond, you have to allow your mind to accept those responses.” His index finger began to slowly trace the lips of her sex, gently wedging itself between them.

“Oh God,” Sarah moaned, more from anxiety than any other emotion. As she allowed herself to sink into the plush leather of the examining table she wondered for the one hundredth time if she was doing the right thing,

“Is this even ethical?” She asked herself. Her doctor was about to stimulate her to orgasm with his hands and mouth. Using all her willpower, she willed herself to take deep, controlled breaths as she tried to relax. Despite the bizarre circumstances, Sarah could feel a warm glow beginning to build in her groin – she was responding to the doctor’s touch.

Dr. Henry moved his hand to her inner thigh and began to stroke the ultra smooth skin at the junction of her thigh and abdomen. Meanwhile, his finger continued to slide up and down the length of her ever moistening pussy lips. In just moments, the outer lips of her pussy were beginning to swell with desire and a sheen of mucous was visible along her slit.

Doctor Henry inserted his middle finger between the puffy lips and began to push it deeper into her body. He resisted the urge to ram his finger forcefully into the young woman’s pussy, enjoying the warm, slick feeling as his finger disappeared from sight. Once fully inserted, he slowly withdrew the digit, pausing to lightly brush her clitoris before re-inserting the full length of his finger. He continued this movement for several minutes, noticing that the muscles of Sarah’s inner thighs had begun to twitch spasmodically each time his thick finger tip passed over her clit.

“Sarah,” Dr. Henry began, “You are doing just fine. You are lubricating nicely. Are you feeling alright?”

Sarah couldn’t answer immediately because her breath was coming in short gulps. She was struggling to maintain some sense of control, but the sensations being generated in response to his manipulations of her sex were becoming stronger with each passing second. “I’m fine,” she finally responded.

“Very good, it won’t be too much longer now,” Dr Henry said, a husky texture now audible in his voice. Dr. Henry began to concentrate his activities around her clitoris, brushing it more forcefully with each pass of his finger.

A moan escaped from Sarah’s throat. Her hips began to move up and down in rhythm with his manipulation. Her hands gripped the examining table so hard her knuckles were white from the effort.

Sarah was so focused on what was happening between her legs she had completely forgotten about Laura who had positioned herself behind Sarah at the head of the examining table. Laura, too, could see her husband’s fingers gently massaging the attractive young woman’s clitoris, and could see how his actions had caused her nipples to stiffen beneath the thin, silky kimono. Laura was becoming aroused herself, and she reached over Sarah to slip her hand inside the kimono, searching for the young woman’s breasts.

Sarah inhaled sharply as Laura’s warm palms cupper her pert breasts and gently pinched and pulled her erect nipples. Sarah lost control – grabbed Dr. Henry’s wrist with both of her hands, holding his finger deep in her pussy. She moaned loudly, her hips thrusting up into the air. Her groin contracted, flooding her vagina with secretions, soaking the doctor’s finger with her fluids. The aroma of her orgasm filled the room. She continued to spasm for several more seconds, but shortly, her breathing returned to normal.

“I’m sorry Dr. Henry. I didn’t mean to . . .”

“Nonsense, Sarah,” Dr. Henry replied, inserting a second finger in her wet, slippery pussy. He continued a slow in and out motion as he talked. “Everything you did was perfectly normal, but let me ask you something. How would you rate that orgasm? Was it one of your stronger ones?”

“I guess it was ok . . . sort of medium, I guess.”

Dr. Henry began to gently massage her clitoris again. “You know that women are capable of multiple orgasms, right?’

Sarah nodded. She could feel every wonderful, sensuous movement of his fingers.

“Well, I think you can have a more intense orgasm than that. Relax now and let me see what I can do.” With that, he lowered his head to her pussy. She was mesmerized. His movements seemed to occur in slow motion. She watched expectantly as his mouth approached her sensitive pussy lips. She felt his warm breath when his mouth opened and his tongue flicked at her sex.

For the next several minutes, Dr. Henry licked at her sensitive nub and the moist, surrounding tissue, occasionally taking a few seconds to draw the tiny bud between his lips, gently sucking on it. Sarah groaned with pleasure each time his tongue passed over her clitoris. Meanwhile, his fingers continued a slow, steady in and out motion. The tensions building in Sarah’s body were incredibly intense. Her muscles alternatively tightened and relaxed in rhythm with his actions, building to a higher peak with each flick of his tongue or movement of his fingers.

Dr. Henry withdrew his finger from the young woman’s soaking wet pussy, and using the thick mucous clinging to the digit as lubricant, aimed it directly at her small, puckered asshole. Sarah jumped slightly as his finger came in contact with her anus, but with reassurance from Laura, she relaxed and allowed the doctor to penetrate her forbidden channel. He took his time, applying constant pressure until his finger was buried to the last knuckle. After allowing her several seconds to adjust to the uncommon penetration, Dr. Henry began to fuck his finger in and out of her ass, spitting on it to supply additional lubrication. After a very short period, Sarah was moving her hips in rhythm to his finger, pushing against the digit as it penetrated her.

Sarah’s breathing became more labored; her face and chest were flushed, and a tiny beads of sweat appeared at the top of her forehead. Her orgasm hit with all the force she could create and her body convulsed with pleasure. Her legs closed tightly against Dr. Henry’s head; her hands gripped the examining table; her hips thrust up against his mouth, then collapsed to the table, only to rise up again as another spasm of pleasure raced through her young body. As her body began to calm down, she unconsciously cupped her breasts in her hands, lightly pinching at her stiff, pink nipples.

Dr. Henry gently pulled his finger from her ass, but continued to tongue her pussy lips for several seconds after her erotic convulsions ended. Finally, he moved back from her groin and stood. In a classic understatement, he asked, “Did you like that?”

At first, Sarah could only nod, noting the bulge in the Doctor’s pants. For a brief instant, Sarah wondered if he was going to have sex with her. That thought quickly vanished and as her breathing returned to a more normal rate, Sarah removed her feet from the stirrups, covered herself with the kimono, and found her power of speech, “I have not had an orgasm like that for a long, long time.”

Dr. Henry, who had returned to his cold, medical demeanor, picked up a clipboard and used a pen to scratch a short note. “Sarah, it appears to me that you respond to sexual stimulation in a perfectly normal manner. I am impressed with the intensity of your orgasm – that is a very good sign. Anything that increases your receptivity to sex is a positive attribute. Now, I have you scheduled to begin your procedure this Saturday – that’s tomorrow. Can you be there for dinner? The fact that your husband is out of town is a bit of a dilemma, but as I’ve already told you I think this weekend is more for practice that a real attempt at impregnation. As I said earlier, from your data, I believe ovulation is more likely to occur next week, but in case I’m wrong, I would hate to be too conservative and not recommend a procedure this weekend, too. ”

Sarah tugged the kimono more tightly around her as if it would protect her and give her strength to make the final decision she would have to make. Once again, she recounted to herself the many reasons she should not go through with this hair-brained scheme, and she felt even more panic stricken that her husband was out of town and could not help her make this choice. She conceded the Doctor had a good point about including her husband in the procedure, as difficult as that might be, but she hated the idea of telling Jim about this over the phone. In the end, her overwhelming desire for a baby won out and she re-committed. “Yes, I can be there. What time should I plan to arrive and what do I need to bring with me?”

“Excellent, Sarah,” Dr. Henry virtually rubbed his hands with anticipation. “I will give you a map with directions before you leave the office today. Plan on arriving around 7:30 pm for dinner. We have a master chef on staff and you will be treated to gourmet meals the entire weekend. You really don’t have to bring anything except your toothbrush and other toiletries as you see fit, maybe a few clothes for meal times, but really, you will be wearing a robe most of the time. Obviously, this is a very informal setting, so a robe at dinner is perfectly acceptable. If I may, I suggest you wear something sexy when you arrive. Many of my patients have said dressing for sex helps them ‘get in the mood.’ Oh, there is a nice pool, and you can bring bathing suit if you wish, but we find that most of our patients do without one.”

“My God, Doctor Henry, are you running a brothel? Robes at dinner, dress for sex, and skinny dipping, this all sounds positively decadent.”

“I take your point, Sarah, but I assure you, my goals are medically driven. All I am trying to do is provide a comfortable climate for my patients. Sometimes, we take an unconventional approach, but it seems to work. Why don’t you get dressed now, and when you’re ready, stop by the receptionist and pick up the directions. Ok?”

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Tom gets caught Peeping and pays the ultimate price

Made in Notepad and then pasted here. enjoy! more coming soon.

“Oh, ohhhh!” Tom pulls down his pants, while never letting his eye off the peep hole. Every Sunday night, these same five girls have gathered here and done amazing sexual things to each other in this abandoned old shack. Dan pulls out his stiffening cock and slowly strokes it.

Inside the four women are completely naked, and surrounding a donkey this time. They are taking turns sucking on the donkey’s hugely disproportional dick, rubbing their breasts up and down its shaft and pressing their bodies all over the donkey. The donkey stands still and quite all this time, as if in a trance. The women gyrate against the donkey’s coarse fur, and one of them moves to the front and starts kissing the donkey on the mouth, letting his tongue wander around her mouth, and down her throat. They’re all on the very brink of an orgasm, and so is the donkey, who starts shaking and shuddering as he blows his load into a bowl that the woman have ready, but they don’t stop in their attentions, even when the donkey goes limp. The one with long dark hair and a beautiful figure pulls the blond out from under the donkey, then puts the donkey’s entire dick in her mouth. The donkey can’t stand still as she starts sucking hard on his entire member, and soon Tom can see the dick slowly making it’s way down her throat at it expands. The blond, not to be put off, goes to the rear of the donkey and starts sucking it’s balls, taking one huge testicle in her mouth and then the other, switching between the two. To Tom’s amazement, the donkey’s dick seems to have gone all the way down the dark haired one’s throat, but she doesn’t seem to be having any trouble breathing. Again, after another couple minutes of this the donkey starts shaking and shuddering, with him penis still bottomed out in this mysterious woman’s throat. Tom can actually see her stomach expanding as she chugs the cum.

“Ah!” Tom accidentally lets out a sharp breath as he cums onto the wall of the shack, and immediately all five woman stop, and look directly at Tom. Tom’s cock suddenly hangs slack, and he pisses himself. He tries to pull up his pants quickly, and glances down for an instant, but when he looks back up the women are gone.

“Gotcha Tom.” Says the long, dark haired one, grabbing one of his thin arms, while another woman grabs his other arm.

“Yeah, looks like we caught a peeper!” Several woman giggle, and Tom is pulled to his feet. They drag him inside, and he doesn’t even struggle. He’s still in shock, with his pants half down, being dragged backwards by these two insane woman like a sack of potatoes. Once inside, he sees the other half of the room which he was unable to view from his peep-hole, and among many sex toys that catch his eyes, there is a large, coffin sized, glass box with a padlock on the side.

They throw him on the dirty floor, and surround him.

“Well, what should we do to him girls” asks the dark haired girl. “What should be his punishment”

“Maybe we could have him join us in the ritual” suggested a petite brunette.

“Maybe…” says the long, dark haired girl, who is obviously the leader. The way she says it is an unmistakable no, and she’s trying to get them to say what she’s thinking. The rest of the girls catch on quickly.

“Have sex with him until he cries”

“Make the donkey have sex with him until he cries.”

“Make him eat us out, then make him let the donkey eat him out”

“Those are all very good ideas girls…” says the dark haired girl, but obviously is uncertain. Finally the tall, short, dark haired one that had been quiet steps up, and everyone hushes.

“Perhaps this would be the perfect opportunity for… it” A smile plays across her lips, which is matched by the leader chick. All the other girls smile too, then they all pounce on Tom, each grabbing a limb, and the leader chick grabs hold of his head. Tom’s instincts kick in, and he regains control of his body, but as much as he struggles he can’t escape them. They seem unnaturally strong, and they lift him high in the air, then stuff him in the glass coffin, locking him in quickly.

“Let me out!” Screams Tom, finding his voice, and banging on the glass. The women ignore him, and the leader goes over to a cabinet and takes out a huge two gallon jar filled to the brim with some mirky, red liquid. In the liquid there are thousands of long, blood red worms. She takes the worms over to the coffin, and the women start chanting, joining hands around the coffin. This seems to excite the worms inside of the jar, and they start wiggling twice as fast. Right then Tom notices for the first time holes in the lid, and the woman deftly places upturns the jar on a hole right above his crotch, not spilling a drop. The worms torrent through, like a facet, and begin burying Tom’s crotch,he starts pushing them off franticly, but it isn’t near fast enough.

Suddenly Tom feels a biting pain in his penis, and sees a worm halfway into his pee hole. He tries to pull it out, but it has a firm anchor in him, and is too slippery. Very quickly it’s inside of him, and he can feel it’s cold body making it’s way deeper into him. He had been wrong about the jar, there was no liquid in it, only worms. He feels one after another slip between his fingers, then down his urethra, even though he has a tight grip on the head of his penis. Now, there’s a sharp biting at the base of his balls, and then several actually on his balls. Tom screams as the worms burrow into his ball sack and beyond, even though the pain is minimal after the first stinging bites. They are now flowing down his penis, and starting to flow into his ballsack, when Tom feels two simultaneous bites on his nipples, and looks down in time to see two thick red worms start to wiggle their way into his nipples. They even start to enter his ass, and Tom starts freaking out, his hands slapping his crotch, grabbing at his ass, and clutching at his chest to no avail. More and more start to wiggle into him, and he can feel them working their way deeper inside of him. His chests starts to swell from the amount of worms inside of him, and he can feel three separate pools of worms deep inside his gut; one deep in his ass, one in his bladder, and the last one at the end of a tunnel that they had all dug where his balls were. Tom tries to grab his dick and balls again to stem the tide, but it’s no use, and unbelievably Tom thinks his penis must be shrinking.

He doesn’t remember it being that thin or short, even when flaccid. His ball sack is being stretched tight with all the worms entering him and fighting to work their way deeper inside of him, and he can feel them wiggling slimily right next to his balls, but slowly he starts to find that he can’t feel his balls against the worms anymore. Tom’s chest is now enormously swollen, so much so that his chest jiggles with his every movement, and his nipples have stretched and elongated, now accommodating two or three worms at a time, while his pee hole is fitting twice that, and his ball sack seems to be emptying and refilling at a rate similar to a water hose. Tom feels like he needs to poo and pee badly, and so he does, spilling out pounds of worms, and forcing one worm after another out of his pee hole in a steady stream. Much to Tom’s confusion, he can’t feel his penis anymore either, and when he reaches down to try and pull out the worms from his penis, he finds that he can’t find it. He cups his hand over his crotch, and under the layer of worms that are rushing into him, he can’t feel anything, not his balls or his dick. Tom screams louder, watching the worms flow into his crotch as his chest keeps expanding, and watches for what seems like forever, suddenly as if it were happening to someone else and not him. Dreamily, he watches the last few of the worms make their way into him, and then he lets his head fall back, exhausted. His belly is now distended as if he were pregnant.

“Do you think it was a good idea to use them all” asks the brunette.

“I just wanted to make sure it worked completely is all,” replies the leader. “it should be interesting to see how horny he, oops, I mean she will be with all of those estrogen parasites. Two gallons of those aught to have quite the appetite.”

“You’re so cruel, I love you.”

“I love you too, I love all of you.” And they all huddle together and start kissing.

Tom groans loudly, and sits up. The women gasp.

“She’s beautiful! What happened to her” The brunette gets tolerant looks from the other four.

“We made a batch of these worms that feed off estrogen a little while back.” Explains the

blond. “They’re supposed to be both a revenge and a pleasure. Remember we gave you one at the
initiation”

“Yeah, but they didn’t do anything to me. They just made him into a her.”

“Well, they’re parasites, and need estrogen to survive. Give them to a woman, and no problem. They just go straight up your snatch and you’re a little more horny from then on. We thought we were going to use them on some prissy virgin cheerleaders, and see how much longer they’re virgins. I had no idea that they would do that to a guy though.”

“Well, I did.” interrupts the leader. “I knew that if the worms had no source of estrogen, they’d go to the nearest animal and make it create estrogen. The fact that it made him beautiful is just a evolutionary thing, if your hotter you’ll get more action, and therefore more estrogen for the worms. You might not have noticed it, but your breasts did get bigger and firmer, and you lost some weight around your waist. You don’t even have acne anymore.”

“Oh God.” Says Tom, trying to lift his head. He reaches down toward his crotch, past his swollen stomach, and instead of his usual ball sack and dick combo, he finds only a flat, smooth surface. That sure wakes him up, and he sits up straight, cracking his head on the lid.

“Let her out.” Order the leader.

The lock is undone, and Tom is able to sit up. Her belly is visibly shrinking, and her figure is starting to emerge. In seconds, the bulge is gone.

Tom now has a tight waist, an shapely butt, large, perky breasts, longs, flowing blond hair, a models face, long, slender legs, and two neat little pussy lips with a neat trim of hair. she will never actually need to put on makeup, as her perfect face would actually be marred by any alteration.

Tom stares at his pussy, then touches it. It’s tightly closed together, but the pleasure she gets from just lightly touching it causes a shiver to run down her body. she looks around at the women as if she were about to cry, a horrified look on her face.

“Don’t worry Tom,” says the blond brightly. “We’ll take care of you and show you how everything works down there. We can even have some fun tonight.”

Tom chokes on her words, then finally whispers. “Undo it.”

“We can’t Tom.” Says the leader. “It’s kinda permanent, but why would you want to go back to being a guy so soon when you could see what it’s like to be a woman for a while” She reaches out and grabs Tom’s crotch, rubbing her finger up her tightly closed slit, and causing her to gasp. Tom’s cunt starts to heat up, and in seconds is becoming slick. Her pussy starts to swell as blood rushes to it, pushing her lips outward into a mound and to the side, splitting her cunt open and letting the folds start to show.

“My name’s Melissa, and I think we’ll get to be the best of friends.” She starts to pull at Tom’s pussy folds, and she starts panting, a funny feeling building up inside of her, an instinctual need for something heating up her crotch and her insides. “What will we name you hmm”

“my name is Tom!! change me back now!!!”

“too bad, your name is Tomgirl now”

She starts sliding her finger up and down Tom’s cunt, rubbing her lips and now moving in a circular motion.

“Mmmm, yes.” Tom starts to gyrate her hips, and that’s when Melissa inserts a finger into her wet, hot sex hole. her cunt unconsciously grips at her finger, and she cries out in pleasure.

“You’re now Tomgirl, like the girls that want to be boys, got it” She is now finger fucking her and she lays back in the coffin, pressing her cunt into the air to fry and get more of Melissa’s finger in her.

“Yes, yes, ohHHH YESSS!” Tom screams out as her very first orgasm hits her like a tidal wave, her pussy clenching tight on Mellisa’s finger.

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This family has a way of making each siblings 18th birthday truly special… Lizabeth and her best friend Taylor, two horny 18 year olds get more than the quiet girl’s night together that they were hoping for!

All characters are based on real people…. I am Tom in the story, Tay was really my girlfriend in high school and lizabeth was her best friend. There were rumors about this family being involved in some “extracurricular” activities. Im sure nothing of this scale took place, but I wish it had!!!!
The descriptions of the girls however, are accurate almost to a T… These two oversexed best friends loved exploring each other’s bodies all throughout high school….

My family, could never have been mistaken as “normal”, The sheer size of it, along with my parents lifestyle choices (Woodstock survivng, Ecstacy fueled hornballs) coupled with our twisted family tradition of celebrating each child’s 18th birthday with a massive family orgy, means there is no family quite like mine…. However, I inherited the family libido and open view on sexuality so I am (now) more than happy to be involved in our dirty little past time. However, I wasn’t always so open. The night of my 18th birthday I was terrified, So scared in fact, that I recruited my best friend for moral support without realizing that my father and brothers would have two sweet little 18 year old pussies to pound instead of just mine.
My name is Eliza… and I knew our family had a weird tradition for each child’s 18th birthday… But like the rest of the kids before me, I was kept in the dark until my birthday night when daddy decided it was time to turn my sweet little snatch out. The people involved were as follows…. My father and mother, both in their late forties but absolutely stunning for their age. The oldest child, My sister Shawn Who was in her late 20’s, who looked like a young, sexy clone of my milf of a mother. My three older brothers, in order from oldest to youngest: Phil, A true giant of a man, standing 6’5 and weighing in at about 250 pounds…. all solid, rippling muscle from 3 years of him doing roofing…. I had fantasized about his huge cock from a young age when I saw him step out of the shower naked. Next in line was Al…. Slightly smaller than Phil, standing about 6 foot and weighing about 200 pounds. He was the black sheep of the family because of an accident he had when driving drunk in high school in which his best friend had died. He was dark, troubled, and brooding. Drunk more often than not in an attempt to silence his inner demons, He had some major anger issues. I learned the hard way how he liked to vent his frustration, Relentlessly pounding pussy until his girlfriends couldnt walk for days afterwards. Last but not least it was my brother Sam. The smallest and nicest of my brothers. He was only about 5’10 and maybe 175 pounds, But what he lacked in stature he more than made up for in the dick department, somehow besting all of the other men in the Jones household (even daddy!) He measured a massive 12 inches (literally, no exaggeration) and had the girth of a toddler’s forearm! Sam and I were always close because he was only a year older than me…. Growing up we would show each other our naked bodies and had practiced making out during several drunken nights, but never went farther than that. Then it was me and my best friend Taylor. we were connected in more ways than one, You see, Taylor’s older sister Kaile was dating my brother sam at the time (but kaile never learned about our family secret.) Tay and I were also connected through our choice of boyfriends. My man’s name was Eric and his Best friend Tom dated Tay. We were complete opposites and so were our boyfriends…. Eric and I were both total hippies while Tay was extremely preppy and poor Tom was somewhere in limbo between looking preppy while having the completely kinky and open mind of a single guy at woodstock who had eaten handfuls of exstacy. However, That’s a whole different story that I might share at a later date. Our boyfriends (who both had very nice dicks albeit on a more average size scale than the men in my family) were great guys, but have no place in this depraved, disgusting, lust filled night where mine and taylor’s innocence (what was left of it at least) was completely destroyed in the most amazing way possible.
Now that we’ve established exactly who is involved in this story, let’s move on to the night of my sweet eighteenth. By the time my birthday rolled around, Taylor had been 18 for a few months. We had been best friends for years and had pleasured each other hundreds of times before either of us knew a man’s touch…. Taylor was absolutely gorgeous, Much sexier than her older sister, she was, if not the sexiest girl in our high school, definitely top 3. She stood about 5’4, weighing in around 115 pounds without one shred of fat on her lithe and limber frame. She had smaller tits than me (large B cups) with PERFECT perky nipples the size of quarters and the color or perfectly ripe peaches. She Had shoulder length blonde hair with icy blue eyes that had the faintest glint of mischief behind them. Moving down her her perfect little body, she had slightly defined abs, pronounced hip bones, and one of the wettest pussies I’ve ever encountered (even to this day)! She had always been self-concious of her pussy, because of her full lips and rather large clit…. In sharp contrast to mine….. Which could be described as more of an “inny” compared to her “Outty”. My body, on the other hand was, at the time, Nowhere near as amazing as hers (though I have since grown more into it) I was 5’7 with long arms and legs that always made me think I looked like a baby giraffe…. Long limbs with bony elbows and knees…. calling me “Gangly” would be an apt description. I had long, thick, brown hair that came down to the top of my ass. Nice C-cup’s and (*what I’ve been told) A very sexy little bubble butt that was QUITE out of place on a cute little hippie such as myself…. Taylor’s body was like a fine tuned race car, Sexy, yet functional. Not a shred of fat, and very muscular in an incredibly sexy way that only an 18 year old nympho could make attractive. I was more like a 1940’s mercury…. Soft and supple, with amazing curves at just the right places (even though my tires a.k.a. my legs were a bit too long and skinny) I was however, far from being fat or even “chunky” weighing in around 125. When taylor decided she would come over for my birthday, It was supposed to be a sensual and quiet girls night, with us drinking some u.v. cake flavored vodka, before spending the night under the covers making each other cum multiple times the way that can only be possible by two best friends who intimately know each other’s bodies as well as we knew our own. Tay had been my best friend for years and we had “slumber parties” 3 or 4 times a week to get each other’s rocks off. Armed with our plan for the night, we thought nothing could go wrong….. Now, I won’t say anything was wrong, or maybe everything went wrong, but what my family had planned for the two little girls who came home from school that day would change my life and views on sexuality FOREVER!
My sister Shawn (who was a hybrid of me and Al, she looked similar to me and had roughly the same body type, however she stood almost 6 feet tall and was bigger everywhere, though still sexy as fuck for an amazonian proportioned woman) Picked us up from school and made several jokes about the hot sex that would occur that night (our little relationship was no secret to my family because of the amount of people in our one story house and paper thin walls), Even saying she had some hot plans and was dripping wet thinking about that night. When we got home, It was a very normal scene as far as family birthday parties are concerned, I now realize my parents had done this on purpose so my 2 younger siblings (My sister Marge and brother Elias) wouldnt suspect anything amiss, being picked up by my grandparents around 7 p.m. that night…. At which point everything changed completely. Out came the liquor, The bongs with extremely potent and flavorful bud which I was told had been especially procured for my special night. My brother Al busted out an 8 ball of Fish scale coke…. Stronger than anything I had had before doing key bumps and skimpy lines at parties.
By 9 p.m. me and taylor were completely fucking twisted….. geeked out and stoned and drunk…. a quick trip to the bathroom together and I discovered taylor was just as turned on as I was…. Our eager young pussies were so excited that our panties were completely drenched and the insides of our thighs were slick and glistening with our sweet teenage juices. As we were making out in the bathroom, My sister shawn and my mom barged into the bathroom….Looking at me and tay wrapped around each other with our hand furiously and drunkenly working each other pussies MY mom turned and left saying “Well they seem to be ready for whats going to happen, but tell them about it and get them ready for the fun shawn, I’ll go tell the boys that we’ll be ready in about a half hour…” Me and tay instantly stopped and tried to figure out just what she meant by that…. what “boys” was she talking about??? Sensing our confusion shawn handed us each two pills and insisted we take them before she told us anythhing. We did, not knowing at the time the pills were some amazingly potent E pills. Shawn took her time explaining things….. First stripping down to her panties and bra before fixing her gaze on taylor and saying “I can see why Lizabeth is les for you,…. I’m not even really into females, especially not young ones, but you are spectacular….” Licking her lips, Shawn pushed me aside and grabbed tay by the throat…. overpowering her and pushing her up against the bathroom wall before making out with her very aggressively…. Tay had started to struggle, but realizing how much bigger and stronger shawn was, she almost immediately stopped resisting and allowed a small moan to escape her throat as my own sister forced herself on my best friend and kinda/sorta girlfriend. “What the fuck shawn? you can’t just come in here and do whatever you want to my friend, she’s not even into you you fucking giant!” I yelled, realizing from tay’s glazed over eyes and relaxed yet aroused figure that the pills were starting to kick in and that taylor and even I were both very VERY into it indeed. I looked up to shawn and thought she was near goddess like sexually, remembering the times as a young girl I had heard her getting her brains fucked out in the next room by her steady stream of boyfriends (and sometimes her boyfriend’s friends at the same time)
Shawn had a look in her eyes that scared me…. The look of a predatory animal staring down a crippled prey animal…. The look said, “I AM going to eat you, soon, whether or not you let me.”
Shawn reached behind her back and unclasped her bra, letting her D-cup tits loose before shrugging off her tiny black panties and exposing her shaved (and somewhat larger but nearly identical shaped) pussy to the two dumbstruck teens that were in the bathroom with her. “Liza, our family is…. very loving, and we have a tradition when one of us turns 18. Normally this tradition is strictly family only, but you and tay have been diking it out for years AND everyone in the family thinks that tay here is a very sexy little cock tease….. our brothers all want a taste of that snatch and I can’t say I blame them, even mom and dad want to take a crack at her.” Taylor looked terrified and started visibly shaking, I, on the other hand was completely puzzled….. If my entire family wanted to fuck my friend, how was that a tradition? how could it normally be family only? Then my sister slammed me hard against the wall and sudden;y her tongue was in my mouth and her dextrous hands had my clothes starting to come off…. The ecstacy and coke making things blur together until I finally understood what my disgusting family had planned for me and my friend. HOW COULD THEY?!?!?! It was so wrong on so many levels! What if we didnt want to? were they going to do it anyways?!?!?! Sensing our collective terror Shawn said “Listen, this is what our family does….I was even more afraid than you on my birthday, I didnt have a friend for moral support and It was just me and mom and dad…. But as the years passed and our brothers each hit 18 I began to love it…. and them, more and more…. We have this special bond that other families dont have. Once those E pills kick in all the way, you wont have any problem being fucked by the huge dicks our brothers are swinging.” Then she turned to Taylor, ordering her to strip, which the frightened girl did immediately….. Shawn grabbed my friend by her hair and forced her down on her knees before roughly shoving taylor’s face into her wet pussy….. Taylor was a good little girl, and started dutifully and expertly eating my sister’s pussy. Shawn said “Taylor, sorry if you don’t wanna do this, but now you know too much to bail on us. Nobody can know about our secret so you have to take part in it….. and If you tell ANYBODY at all, the whole family, Including your little lesbian lover liza here, will tell everyone, including your sister, how we caught you fucking sam….. I know Kaile would beat you nearly to death if she found out her own sweet little sister had probably fantasized for years about fucking her boyfriend before finally making her move when everyone here was drunk and sam didnt know what he was doing. Kaile trusts us and jealousy can tear apart a family, it will be your word against all of our’s even our parents.” By now, The E had almost fully kicked in and I was relaxed and actually starting to get really horny at the thought of my brother’s huge dicks tearing me and taylor apart in front of all of my siblings….. as disgusting as this seemed, I realized that it was going to happen and we should make the best of it. Shawn was feeling the E too, and I knew firsthand how good taylor was at eating Jones pussy…. Shawn confirmed this by moaning loudly as taylor made her cum, and cum really fucking hard….. Shawn roughly pulled taylor to her feet by her hair and said “I imagine you two have a few things to say to each other about the turn your party has taken liza….. So say them and hurry out…. if you keep the men waiting too long, theyre going to tear me and mom apart! So be quick, come to peace with what’s about to be the kinkiest night of both of your young lives, and come out to the living room with your young wet pussies ready to go. And by the way, the men of the family really like anal, so if you havent taken a shit today, you might want to clear up some room and wash up, your young holes are getting fucking stuffed tonight ladies…”
The look of disgust and sheer terror on my friends face made me ashamed of my family and disgusted that I had gotten turned on by the thought of us being raped to celebrate my family… we went about our business of taking turns pooping then scrubbing our virgin assholes do they would be ready for the brutal onslaught they were going to be facing sometime during the next 12 hours of night…. Finally Taylor spoke up… “Liza, I’m fucking freaking out… I mean, I’ve always though all of your brother’s were hot. Ive even thought about your parents fucking while Ive rubbed out a couple of orgasms But I feel so bad for you! I wish they would just take me and not make you fuck family members!” I looked at her incrediously, Trying to decide if she was being serious before determining that indeed, her fear and worry wasnt because of what was going to be done to her, but because she was afraid for me…. “Tay, why do you think I would want to let you have all the fun?!?! They are MY family after all, and if this is the tradition then I’m damn well not going to be the first in the family to refuse to go through with it! If it does get weird I’ll just close my eyes and pretend that it’s not my brothers pounding my tight little pussy… Plud, my sister is fucking sexy and I know she has a ton of experience with girls, I cant wait to have her tongue inside of me…. And have you seen the size of the cocks the men in this family have?!?!?” My brothers and father were all well above average, the smallest dick in the family possessed by phil, was almost 9 inches long and fat as fuck…. Eric and tom, our boyfriends, only had 6-7 inch dongs….. not bad, but practically baby dicks compared to what we were about to face! Taylor giggled and shuddered with pleasure thinking about it….. pressing her body against mine, we started fingering each other’s wet eager pussies…. Taylor nibbled my ear lobe and I lost it, cumming instantly with a ferocity that could only be explained by the multitude of drugs coursing through my veins…. Taylor pulled back grinning, and upon hearing some rather rowdy sounding sex occuring in the next room said “C’mon birthday girl, the party is starting without you and I’m sure the guys are excited to get their hands on you….. I imagine theyve all been fantasizing about this day since you hit puberty” Suddenly I realized how true this was….. My parents telling me how gorgeous I was, The stares my brothers had cast upon me, getting more hungry looking as each had their 18th birthday and realized that soon they could sate their desires by getting the chance to bury their long, fat dicks in their tiny little sister’s tight, nubile snatch. My head was swimming and my knees felt like jello as hand in hand, taylor led me naked out of the bathroom and into the party. I allowed myself to be led like the innocent lamb I was into the pack of wolves that was LITERALLY about to tear us both to shreds…. My then-still-tight little pussy had never been wetter…. that is until I saw the scene in front of us….. Me and tay stood transfixed, realizing that we hadnt imagined exactly how hot this was going to get…..
My mother and father were sitting at the kitchen table, patiently awaiting us with their clothes still on…. The living room however, was sheer insanity. I saw Shawn completely naked, Riding sam’s foot long dick, while phil took up the rear, furiously pounding her asshole. In between moans and shrieks of pain and pleasure she was doing her best to make Al’s dick disappear down her throat. Then one by one, as we stood transfixed, my brothers started filling shawn up with their hot, white, sticky slime. First Al blew his load all over shawn’s face and massive tits…. I’m sure some of it ended up on sam but he didnt seem to even notice or care…. because as shawn was having a massive orgasm of her own, phil and sam were both blowing their loads DEEP inside her holes…. As I watched my brothers and sister all cumming within seconds of each other I realized that this was going to be the best night of my life….
It wasnt even disgusting like you imagine when hearing the word “incest”…. It was pretty much like masturbating in my eyes…. My mother and father seemed to notice me and tay for the first time and a sly grin crept across both of their faces…. My father was the first to speak “Liza, my sweet, beautiful little girl…. this is your 18th birthday and I’m sure nobody youve ever known has felt this good turning into an adult. I allowed your friend because Ive been watching her for years now, the whole family listening and all of us touching ourselves at one time or another while we listened to you two going at it like the young little nymphos you are… your mother and I have both been biding our time, waiting for the chance to hit that…. plus Sam said her sister Kaile’s pussy is just about made of gold. so he’s probably more excited than any of us to fuck her….. so Liza, can you make sure your friend is ready to have a good time with us?”
Before I could say anything Taylor surprised us all by speaking “Sir, with all due respect, If my sister’s pussy is made then mine is made of platinum and Liza’s here is cut from diamonds….. I’m sure you expected us little girls to be terrified, but the truth is, liza and I can’t wait to jump into this family cluster-fuck and show you old fucks just how wild a couple of dripping wet 18 year olds high on E and coke can be….I hope you can handle us old man, I’m honestly afraid that you might have a heart attack!!!” Speechless, I looked at my dad and saw a smile curl up the corners of his mouth…. Shawn, Tracy, you two show liza how amazing the women of this family are at making young girls cum…. Boys, I think all four of us need to see if Tay here is writing checks with her mouth that her little ass can’t cash. I think the first one to explore her little asshole should be Sam with his massive dick…” I noticed a look come over Taylor’s face before it vanished again, replaced by a defiant, horny look of confidence before she said “bring it on boys. do your fucking worst!!!”

TO BE CONTINUED…..

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Angela and her companions meet the figure who has shadowed her entire quest.

The Knight and the Acolyte
Book Ten: The Flaming Woman
Chapter Six: The Flaming Woman
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2017

Knave Angela – The Altar of Souls, The Princedoms of Zeutch

My demand hung in the air as I advanced on Lady Delilah, emotions swirling wildly through me. I had so many questions about all the strange things that had happened since my Quest’s start. And she would give me answers. My hand fell to the hilt of my sword. I didn’t care that she was a senior Knight Deute. I didn’t care that she made my heart race with lust’s desires.

I would get my answers, or the Gods would witness my anger.

“I am sure you have many,” Lady Delilah purred, her stance shifting, the chainmail loin cloth swung between her thighs. She wore armor similar to mine, a low-cut half-breastplate showing off her lush mounds, pauldrons shiny on her shoulders, her chainmail loin cloth hanging from her wide sword belt, knee-high boots with greaves strapped over the shins, and vambraces covering her forearms.

Sophia stood beside me, trembling in her white robes. Thrak edged to my right, Minx to my left, moving in slow circles to surround her. Wood clunked behind me, Aurora pulling out her totems while Faoril’s robes rustled as she reached for her vials of cum, ready to perform her magic.

If Lady Delilah was at all disturbed by the menacing looks the hulking orc gave or the sharp daggers in Minx’s hands, she showed only relaxed confidence. Chaun stepped up to my left, his head cocking.

“That’s the woman who hired me,” he said, voice coached low.

“Nudged you on the path,” Lady Delilah corrected, giving Chaun a slow smile. Then she inclined her head. “You gave me a wondrous gift that night.”

“Why did you hire Chaun?” I demanded as I ripped the garnet pendant from my pouch. “Why did you give me this amulet? And why did I find its twin on the warlock Fireeyes after he tried to kill me? Are you the elf who enlisted Minx to steal the sword? Were you the elf we saw in the Deorc forest? How is that even possible? Who are you really?”

“I scarce no where to begin,” she answered, her hands sweeping her fiery hair off her pauldrons and behind her back.

“Are you the Flaming Woman?” Sophia asked.

“Flaming woman…” Her head tilted, an amused smile forming on her lips. “Is that how the Lesbius Oracle described me? Usually, the prophecies give me a different title. But that is apropos, I suppose.”

“Other prophecies?” I furrowed my brow. “What are you talking about?”

“Why, the prophecies about the return of the High King’s heir. The Hero of Lilies who will reforge his empire and take up his sword.”

“Hero of Lilies?” I glanced at Faoril.

The mage blinked her eyes then shook her head. “The study of prophecies is not something pursued at the Collegiate Towers. Most do not delve into such esoteric fields.”

“It is a savior prophecy,” Thrak grunted. “Or so I heard. Spoken at the time the High King died. The Hero who would return and save the world, a second coming of the High King Peter. I heard a lecture on it briefly at my time at Allenoth. But, I must confess, I made a study of philosophy not prophecy.”

“Not many do,” Lady Delilah smiled. “But I have. I have spent a thousand years studying every prophecy given by every oracle.”

I blinked. “What? You can’t be that old.”

“Not even elves live that long,” Xera said. “If you are truly of my race and found a way to appear human.”

“I am not an elf. Nor am I human.” Lady Delilah licked her lips. “I am unique. There are none living who are like me. I have spent the centuries studying the prophecies, waiting for the Hero of Lilies, the descendant of the High King through his only surviving daughter, Lily.”

“And?” I frowned. “I am not the only descendant. Why not my mother? My cousins? It’s been a thousand years. There must be scores of his descendants.”

“But none are the Hero of Lilies. None were given an impossible task. None found the companions and the sword. ‘And thus did the Hero of Lilies, a Knight of Flames, venture forth to quest for the impossible,’ spoke the Oracle of the Sands seven-hundred-and-three years ago.

“’In the Temple of Purity, anointed by virginity, was the Hero of Lilies charged with the impossible. A task no man had completed. But the Hero of Lilies would slay fire, defeat betrayal, and wield the Broken Blade once more,’ spoke the Oracle of Whispers five-hundred-and-thirty-three years ago.

“’For Duty shall the Hero of Lilies set out, death’s maw waiting at journey’s end. Seek boon companions to avoid betrayal’s trap, oh Hero of Lilies. The Whore untouched by Men. The Hunter of Love Unseen. The Mage of Grief and Guilt. The Barbarian who Mourns Love’s Lost,. The Bard with a Thousand Faces. The Thief who Steals Her Love. The Shaman Cursed to Walk. The Guide Who has Seeded the Path,’ spoke the Serpent Oracle nine-hundred-and-thirty-three years ago.”

“Whore?” muttered Sophia.

“You haven’t answered my questions,” I said, growing anger at the nonsense she spouted. Old prophecies about me? “Why are you interested in this? Why have you involved yourself with me? Why did you give Fireeyes a matching amulet?” My anger boiled over. “He tried to kill us! Why help find my companions, and then send a warlock to attack me over and over. To use magic to stop me?”

Lady Delilah’s mouth twisted with distaste. “I gave that amulet to King Edward. Not Fireeyes!” Her fingers flexed. “The King lied to me. He feigned interest in your quest. I have long advised him before he became King, as I advised his father. When he learned of your Quest to kill the dragon, he wanted to support you, or so he claimed. He wanted to give aid. He asked for a way to track you. I supplied the amulets. I have a third.” She reached into a pouch and pulled out a matching pendant. “It is how I have monitored you on your quest.”

“King Edward?” I blinked. “Why would he want you dead?”

“He was crowned right before your quest,” Lady Delilah answered. “You know the custom of your kingdom.”

“He visited the Sekar Oracle,” Sophia said.

“And got a prophecy,” I groaned. “About me?”

“Apparently. He deduced who you were from it. The closer time has come to your appearance, the more specific the prophecies have become. It was what allowed me to find all your companions years ago. ‘The Bard of a Thousand Faces, Seducer of Princesses and Shame of Princes. Disgraced. Hunted. Seek him in low places, singing bawdy tales,’ spoke the Oracle of Sands one-hundred-and-seven years ago.” Lady Delilah’s eyes flicked to Chaun. “And when you cuckolded Prince Gruber and fled his court in disgrace, I knew I had found you.”

“But why?” I demanded. “Why do you care? Why are you invested in this? Why have you spent a thousand years waiting for me?” I couldn’t believe it. A hero? “I am just a disgraced knight. I’m going to kill a dragon and spend the rest of my life as a fugitive.”

“Or as the Queen. The High King’s heir restored to her rightful place of power, ruling her ancestors kingdom as she wields his sword.” Lady Delilah’s eyes grew wide, her voice breathy.

My stomach squirmed. I did not want that. I just wanted to protect people.

“That did not answer her question,” Thrak rumbled.

“Is it because you’re in the prophecies?” Sophia asked. “The Guide? The Flaming Woman who will change Angela’s destiny?”

“Because I am Queen Aria of Hamilten,” she answered.

“What?” I blinked.

“Impossible,” Faoril said. “Queen Aria has been dead for a…”

“Thousand years?” A smile crossed Lady Delilah’s lips.

“Wait, you’re claiming to be the High King’s wife?” Sophia demanded. “That you’re Angela’s ancestor, too.”

“No, no, that was Rose, his second wife,” Lady Delilah said. “She bore him all his children. But I was his first. I was with him from nearly the beginning. I witnessed him forge his empire. And I watched as that bitch Slata destroyed it.” True anger crossed her face, her cheeks growing as ruddy as her hair. “His sons killed by mishaps. His own body afflicted with a wasting illness. The curse placed upon his only daughter Lily so she and all her descendants would only bear girls. All the work of Slata out of her jealousy for Pater’s indiscretions. She persecutes all the Holy Father’s bastards, including my Peter.

“But I persevered. I swore to my husband as he died I would find the Hero of Lilies and witness his kingdom restored. That I would walk the centuries, searching for her, waiting for the signs to be right, and then ensuring she regained what was stolen from her ancestor.”

Lady Delilah’s eyes fixed on me, the green depths burning with a fiery fervor. “For you, Angela. I have waited for you. I can see it in your eyes. You have Rose’s face and his nose. You are their descendant. You have found his sword. You overcome all the obstacles I placed in your path when I hid the blade.”

“You hid the blade?” I demanded. “You broke it apart and scattered it across the world? This sounds crazy. The High King’s wives are long dead. They’re moldering in the ground. You can’t have lived this long.”

“A demigoddess could,” Faoril said. “She claims she is unique. She can change her appearance.”

“But the High King’s wife? That she’s really a queen?”

“Chaun can prove it. He has seen my husband’s appearance in my thoughts.” Her eyes softened again. “He took my husband’s visage the night we met in Lor-Khev.”

“I did,” Chaun said, nodding his head. “I can see her husband’s form in her thoughts.”

“Become him.” There was such longing in Lady Delilah’s voice, her eyes no longer burning but tremulous. “Let me gaze upon him again.”

Chaun glanced at me. I nodded.

The changeling’s form blurred. His shoulders swelled, his chest growing thicker, stronger. His midnight-black skin became paler, lighter, like my skin. He became a man of power. A man with a regal bearing. A man who knew his strengths because they had been tested time and time again.

“The High King,” Faoril said, a touch of awe in her voice. “He looks like the statues I have seen of him.”

“They have one of him at Allenoth,” Thrak nodded.

“And in Shesax, Angela,” Sophia said, her voice croaking. “In the Water Square. He stands at the center of the fountain. That man.”

“My Lord and Husband,” Lady Delilah breathed. Her hands reached out, fingers outstretched for a moment. Then she yanked them back, tears glistening in her eyes. “Thank you for letting me see him again.”

“You’re welcome,” Chaun said, his voice deeper, majestic. Then he rippled, growing slimmer, taller, more effeminate as he returned to his natural appearance.

“This is madness,” I said, staring at Lady Delilah. Queen Aria. “You’ve been following me? You’ve been watching the quest, nudging my companions to join me? Why not just approach me? Why not help me?”

“I couldn’t interfere directly,” she said. “Though I came close when the erinyes became involved. You had to be strong enough to overcome all the trials on your own. Without my interference. And you did. All of them. You recovered my husband’s sword.” Her head whipped around, staring at the Altar of Souls. “It awaits you. Reforge it. Take up your destiny.”

“To slay the dragon?”

“That is just the start,” breathed Delilah. “The eight of us standing here, Angela, will aid you. The High Kingdom of Hamilten will be reforged. You shall bring peace to the world. United under one Queen.”

I arched an eyebrow. “It’s already fairly peaceful. The Knight Orders see to that. Why do you need me?”

“You will understand,” Delilah breathed. “When you hold the sword. You will understand the power it contains. The responsibility that it grants you. Why that blade tamed me.”

“What are you?” Minx asked. “Are you really Adel? Are you the elf I met in Raratha?”

Lady Delilah’s flesh rippled the same way Chaun’s did. She grew taller and slimmer, pointed ears peaking through her hair, a greenish cast blossoming across her skin. Her face became delicate. Still Lady Delilah’s face, but unmistakably an elf. A cock pushed past her chainmail, dangling long and hard before her.

“Oh, my,” Sophia said.

“That’s her,” Minx grinned. “I sucked that cock. She can control it, Xera. Have it whenever she wants.”

“Lucky for her,” Xera said. “You are one of Matar’s children? Or Henta’s?”

“Matar,” Lady Delilah answered. “Her daughter. I was wild. And then Peter tamed me. He took me as his wife. And then we found Rose, and we loved her together.” Her girl-dick twitched. She blurred, shifting back into a human appearance, but her cock didn’t vanish. “Have I answered your questions to your satisfaction, Angela? Do you believe I am your enemy? I have only ever wanted you to succeed. I was so wroth with King Edward when I discovered his duplicity. He has betrayed you, sent assassins to kill you. He ensured the knights sent to hunt you were joined by Slata’s priestesses. Because he knows that you will depose him.”

“I won’t,” I said, trembling. “I am just slaying the dragon.”

“Stubborn.” The smile grew. “Just like your ancestor.” Lady Delilah pointed at the Altar of Souls. “There it is. Reforge the blade. Then let us ride to Dominari’s cave and discover what your true destiny is.”

Then she stepped closer to me. I shivered. She was as beautiful now as she was when I first saw her a decade ago. Not surprising, she was immortal. She reached out, touched my hand. “If you have more questions, we can discuss them in a more intimate setting.” Her eyes flicked to Sophia. “Your concubine can join us, too. She is a part of your decision, Angela. Will you truly be her queen?”

My heart beat faster. My cheeks warmed. My eyes flicked down to her cock. “Very well. You have answered my questions. It’s insane.”

“Yeah,” Aurora squeaked. “So you knew I would marry Chaun before I ever did.”

“I did,” Lady Delilah purred, looking past me. “And I am so glad you have found such joy in it. I watched you grow up, witnessed how you suffered these last two years being unable to fly.”

“I can fly,” she said and then blurred into a song bird, her wings flapping, launching herself at Chaun. She landed on his shoulder and chirped.

“Wonderful,” Lady Delilah smiled. “It is one thing to study prophecy, but to see it unfold, to see you eight become closer and closer over the months, has been something amazing. Something I was honored to watch. And now…” She took my hands, squeezing them, smiling at me. “I am so thrilled to join you, too.”

“To face the dragon with us?”

“To face everything with you, my Queen,” Lady Delilah said, her voice so breathy. She knelt before me. “I am your humble servant. The oaths I swore to my husband, I transfer to you. I shall obey you, love you, serve you.”

I wanted so badly to believe her, but a tiny doubt nibbled at the back of my mind. Why would she give the amulet to King Edward at all? Her answer made sense. It was reasonable. Why would she doubt King Edward’s intentions? But…she was the High King’s wife. Chaun proved that. And if she truly was a demigoddess, she must have power like the Minotaur. I needed all the help to defeat Dominari.

The memory of the dragon’s flames burned through my mind. The beast wiped out a hundred men in a heartbeat.

“Faoril, begin your preparations.”

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Warlock Faoril

I had never drawn a magic circle with more care than this one. Not even when I summoned the Eldridge Horror during the Test on the Island. I scribed out the most complex of circles: the Starburst. A ten-pointed star. I used red chalk to draw it to contain immense heat.

I made it on the polished, stone slab upon which rested the Altar of Souls. My entire body trembled. There was such magic in the air. The entire hillside brimmed with energy. My heart beat faster and faster. It was time to cast the Ritual of Reclamation. I knew the theory. I understood how the energies had to be used. The materials were here, spread out on the altar. The hunk of raw adamantium, the five pieces of the High King’s sword, the bloody heart of the Minotaur.

After drawing the circle and the star, I made the arcane markings. I wrote the five elements names twice, fire in the points of the star facing north and south, water in the points facing east and west. I drew each one with precision, kneeling on the ground, ignoring the ache in my back as I worked while the party asked Lady Delilah more questions.

She insisted on being called Lady Delilah. “I have grown used to the name,” she had laughed when Aurora called her Queen Aria. “I haven’t used that name since I faked my death and broke apart the swords.”

It was hard to ignore their conversation as she spoke on the one-hundred-and-two prophecies she had collected about Angela and her destiny. How she pieced together the clues to find us. Minx, she claimed, was the hardest to find until her older sister was hung. Thrak was easy. The first orc to ever attend Allenoth University.

“I was so afraid she would die,” Lady Delilah laughed. “The basilisk hunted her and her hunters, and Angela and Sophia were blundering through the woods. I had to do something. Prophecies are not exact. In many ways, they are guides that you have to follow to reach the right future, but if you make a wrong turn… So I became Adel and raced though the woods to lead her to you.”

“Fortunate,” Xera said. “That hunt had gone poorly for us.”

“But it allowed us to gain Xera’s help and find the Lesbius Oracle,” Sophia said.

“’Seek instruction, oh Hero of Lilies, from the Oracle of the Forest, the Oracle devoted to the Divine Virgin, for guidance, but the price shall be steep,’” quoted Lady Delilah. “So I knew where you were heading.”

I blocked them out. I couldn’t be distracted not right now. After drawing the elemental names, I added markings of warding to the outside edge. It had to be strong. Salamanders were powerful spirits to summon. They were the embodiment of fire dwelling in the Astral Realm. The Ideal of Fire.

The sun had passed its Zenith and was well on its way to setting when I made the final mark. Sweat fell off my forehead as I rose. I groaned, my back popping as I arched it. And then I studied the runes.

“Such precision,” Lady Delilah said.

I jumped, turning to find the woman behind me. She had let her cock vanish because it no longer tented her chainmail loin cloth. For a moment, I wondered what properties her cum had for powering my magics. I would have to get a sample from her later.

“It has to be precise,” I answered. “No mage gains the red robes who can’t make a precise circle. I will be unleashing energies and summoning powerful entities from the Astral Realm. If the geometries and markings are not drawn with enough mathematical precision, then they shall escape, and we would have a horde of salamanders rampaging.”

“It is such a pity you failed your test.” Lady Delilah shook her head. “I had assumed you would pass. Your teachers always spoke so highly of you.”

“I made a mistake,” I frowned, my cheeks warming. Embarrassment flooded through me. It was such a dumb mistake, too. “I didn’t preserve the lemures cum I had collected.”

“But you will not make a mistake today. I can see it in you. You are not a woman that repeats her follies.”

Her words banished my embarrassment. “Thank you.”

“Are we ready?” Angela asked.

“We are ready,” I told her. I pulled out three vials of Thrak’s cum and drank them down one after the other. I shivered, the energy reserves flooding through me.

I faced the circle. The altar gleamed silver in the setting sun. I took a deep breath and sent fire into the circle to power it. The chalk burst to life with a ruddy glow, painting crimson across the altar. The circle hummed. There were no disruptions in the harmonics. It was perfect.

I ripped open a portal to the Astral Realm and summoned the salamanders.

The others gasped behind me as they stared at the rip in the fabric of our reality, the realm of the Gods beyond. Fire poured through. Great tongues of red and orange danced through the rift. The air wavered and danced above. The polished stone around the altar grew a dull red as the heat poured out.

But it didn’t come past the circle.

“What is that?” Sophia gasped behind me.

Out of the rip came the salamanders. They were creatures made entirely of flame, similar to Aurora’s elementals. But these were no constructs bound together by a shaman’s will. These were Ideal Fire. Living flames. Their bodies were tongues of dancing yellows, reds, oranges, and whites. As they stepped out on all four, their bodies rippled and writhed. They had no fixed forms as their flames danced in various directions. They looked superficially like large lizards. But their legs were longer.

Four of them answered my summons, padding around the circle. Fiery tongues flicked out, brushing the edges. Their fiery tails swept back and forth, leaving plumes of black smoke rising up into the air. The choking vapors swirled and gusted, pressing against the boundary of the circle, forming a cylinder of boiling darkness rising higher and higher into the sky. Constrained, unable to escape the geometries of my boundaries.

One snarled and slammed into the barrier. I felt the impact through my senses, the geometries wavering for a moment. I poured more energy into the circle, strengthening it while I directed my will at the inhabitants. Life magic surged into the circle.

The salamanders were summoned for a purpose. And they would obey my will.

I thrust my hands out before me, sweat breaking out across my face as the salamanders snarled and hissed. They all threw themselves into the magic circle. Energy rippled from their impacts, waves of red sweeping across the cylinder trapping them. They fixed burning eyes on me, anger swarming them. The stones glowed hotter and hotter at their feet, the glare hurting my eyes.

I ignored it as I sent earth magic now into the circle. The barrier restricted energy from passing back and forth. But I drew the barrier. I powered it. So I could slip my magic through the circle, touching the arcane runes I marked, and sending the power of the earth into the sword pieces, the hunk of adamantium, and the Minotaur’s heart.

“Heat,” I said. “I need your heat. Your energy. You are the Fires of Krab. You are the Flames of Creation. Pour your power into the blade. Let what was broken be made whole!”

The words were unnecessary, but they focused my thoughts. My body trembled as the Life, Earth, and Fire magic poured out of me. My energy reserves dwindled as I burned through Thrak’s cum. I furrowed my brows, focusing on the salamanders and nothing else.

“Obey, Flames of Creation.”

They hissed at me and then turned. They pressed against the Altar of Souls. Heat poured into the silver. It drank their energy with a great thirst. But it didn’t glow. However hot they made it, didn’t affect its silvery surface.

But the items on the altar felt it. The heat sank into the sword. The raw adamantium melted. My earth magic guided the molten metal as I added a fourth stream of magic—Air. I lifted the pieces of the sword. I fit them together where they were broken. I poured molten adamantium to fill in the gaps, welding the sword together. My senses dove into the blade, feeling the grain of the metal, how they aligned. I shifted the pattern to align them into one piece. The molten metal responded, the lattice of its structure unifying into a solid piece.

It grew stronger and stronger, drinking in the heat from the Salamanders. The blade was half-molten, blazing white-hot. It burned like a sun, blinding bright, forcing away my gaze. I worked with only my magic, feeling through the energy coursing out of my body.

And then I plunged the blade into the smoking heart, quenching it with the essence of the Minotaur. Blood hissed into the air, boiling off the blade as it drank in the power of Gewin’s son, reactivating the magic imbued in this blade when Krab had forged it here a thousand years ago. The heart shriveled..more and more of its flesh devoured by the essence of the blade.

Like carbon transformed iron into steal, the Minotaur’s heart transformed the mundane into the powerful. I gasped, the energy swelling in the sword. It pulsed through my magic. It grew stronger and stronger.

“I can feel it,” Angela whispered.

The final fleshy strands of the demigod’s heart vanished. I grit my teeth, forcing the salamanders back through the gateway. I activated water, sliding it through the points of the star marked with that rune, and prodded the spirits out of our reality. My energy faded faster and faster. My eyes stung with sweat. I swayed.

“Go!” I snarled, pushing them towards the rift, the sword hovering in the air. I released it, the blade’s own power keeping it aloft. “Now!”

My words cracked against the fire of the salamanders. The water hissed, steam flaring. They retreated from the liquid goading them. They crawled back through the portal, leaving behind the mortal world. I slammed it shut, cutting them off.

My magic ran out.

The circle died. The column of rising smoke billowed outward, no longer constrained. As it rose, it dissipated into a wider and wider cloud. The heat glowing the rocks in the circle met the cooler air of autumn. I swayed, the warmth of a forge washing over us. The stones at my feet grew hot. Without the circle to hold it back, the heat spread until the entire stone slab now glowed a dull red. I stumbled back. Grass burst into flames at the edge.

Aurora’s water elementals put it out. Then they danced over the stone as Angela walked forward, staring at the glowing sword hovering in the air. It smoked and sizzled as water from the elemental splashed upon it. The knight strode through the water boiling on the surface of the stones, heat and steam dancing around her.

And seized the High King’s sword.

The world trembled beneath my feet.

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Knave Angela

My fingers clasped the glowing sword.

I gasped.

Orgasmic pleasure exploded into my body. My legs quivered as rapture surged through my veins. My head snapped back. My entire body convulsed as my pussy spasmed. Juices flooded down my thighs as I felt the power of the sword.

It was immense. Overwhelming.

All the strength I had felt in the Minotaur when we fought the monster now coursed through this blade. My eyes widened as the euphoric bliss consumed my mind. I trembled and swayed, my fingers clenched so hard about the hilt.

The glowing light faded from it, revealing the silver sheen of the blade, a brighter burnish than steel could achieve. Gold clad the crossguard, sweeping upward from my hands like living flames, molded as the sword was reshaped. The grip felt perfect for my hand, shifting, like it was still molten for a heartbeat and then solidified to the mold of my hand as I squeezed tight.

Whatever power held it aloft ended with my orgasm.

I lowered the blade, staring at it, feeling the weight. The balance was impeccable, just enough weight to give power to my swings without making the blade at all unwieldy. I swung it once, and it felt like an extension of my body. It hissed as it knifed through the air. Like it didn’t so much as pass through the air as cut it.

“Gewin’s mighty cock,” I groaned. It was intoxicating holding the blade. I felt so tall, like a hero out of legend, a champion from antiquity who fought mighty monsters single-handed. The fear stirred by Dominari’s appearance a week ago fell away.

This was a blade that could kill a dragon. Had killed a dragon, Dominari’s mother, a thousand years ago.

“My Queen,” Sophia groaned, falling to her knees before me. She stared up at me with such worshipfulness. “My Queen. That blade…”

I shuddered, understanding why her green eyes were so wide. This was a sword meant for a ruler. For a king. An emperor. A queen. I trembled, swallowing. I glanced at Lady Delilah watching me, her smile growing. It was so knowing.

She understood what this blade was. What it represented. This blade was commissioned by Pater himself. The Lord of Creation. The Holy Father. He gave this to his half-divine son Peter to rule the mortal world like Pater ruled the immortal.

And now it was mine.

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Lady Delilah

Elation surged through me. My heart thudded as I stared at my husband’s descendant. A thousand years I watched over Lily’s descendants, following the eldest of each generation as they moved through the eons until it came to Angela. To the one my husband predicted would follow him as he lay dying of that bitch Goddess’s poison.

This time, Slata would not triumph. This time, she would not ruin my husband’s dream. I would see to it. I knew the signs. I knew how to follow them. And I had a true master again. Someone that could dominate me. Someone with the power to rule over me.

My husband’s oaths had held me for a thousand years. But it was so trying. There were so many times I wanted to be myself. To revert to my true pleasures. I could indulge when necessary. But those times had been so few in the last centuries.

But now… With a continent to conquer…

I moved to Angela, smiling at Sophia kneeling before her. The prophecies were right. I had prepared myself for Angela, too. And I had one last gift to bestow upon her. The future High Queen trembled as she clutched the sword, her blue eyes so wide.

She was beginning to understand her true destiny. And I would guide her down the path.

I reached out and took her hand. “It is time.”

“For what?” she asked, her eyes tightening. Damn that Edward giving Fireeyes the amulet. Angela still did not trust me fully.

“For us to have our intimate talk.” My grin grew. “In your tent. Me, you, and Sophia.”

“Me?” the acolyte squeaked.

“Yes,” I nodded. “You are her concubine. And my gift to your Queen concerns you directly.”

Angela’s hand tightened on me. She licked her lips. “Okay, Lady Delilah. Let’s have this…talk.”

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Knave Angela

We set up the tents while Faoril prepared the circle. It was obvious we would camp atop the hill. I pushed through the canvas flaps, trembling, my hand still clutching the High King’s sword. I reverently set it up on a blanket before turning and facing Lady Delilah. I folded my arms beneath my breasts. I still buzzed from my powerful orgasm, my body aching.

And I had a feeling what “intimate” talk meant.

I had fantasized about being with Lady Delilah since I first saw her as a budding girl. My first masturbatory experience was to her beauty. She was why I became a Knight Deute, so I could be as beautiful and regal and powerful as the knight who visited my father’s estate.

Was that the first time she had guided me to this destiny?

Sophia swept in next and moved to me without a word, unbuckling the straps of my armor. She understood. Then Delilah swept in, her dark eyes smoldering. A smile grew on her lips as my breastplate came away, exposing my large breasts, my nipples hard.

“It was always stirring watching you and Kevin practice,” Lady Delilah purred. “Especially when you finished and the loser had to pay the forfeit.”

“I remember you watching,” I shivered, my pussy clenching. “What is this gift?”

“A Queen needs an heir, and your concubine is fertile today.”

Sophia blinked as she undid my sword belt, her green eyes flashing up at me.

“She is in the middle of her cycle. She is ready to be bred by her Queen.”

“By me?” I asked, a tremor shooting through my body.”

“Indeed.” Lady Delilah licked her lips. “I followed three obscure prophecies to figure this out, and had to make a deal with Matar and Saphique to give you this gift. To modify human females. The Virgin Goddess is eager for the changes to come to her clergy.”

Sophia’s eyes widened. “What are you saying. You’re going to make Angela into a hermaphrodite.”

“What?” I gasped, trembling.

“And then she shall breed you, concubine. A union of both your flesh. All your heirs shall be female, Angela. And they all shall have cocks, satisfying Pater’s pesky rules that only males could rule. To spread their royal seed the way he spreads his divine.”

A shudder ran through me as Lady Delilah removed her sword belt, her chainmail falling away to reveal the shaved folds of her pussy, her clit peeking out. What would it be like to have a cock? Xera enjoyed hers. As did every man I knew.

“A child?” Sophia whispered as she slipped out of her white robes. “Your child, my Queen. Our child. Saphique told me I would bring a change to her church.”

“I thought you said childbirth was the messy parts of being a woman that Saphique spared you from.”

Sophia’s smile only grew. “But that’s when I thought a man could only breed me. But you, my Queen.” She fell to her knees before me, her hands stroking down my thighs to my greaves. “I would gladly carry your child. I would gladly suffer the mess.”

She leaned in and kissed my clit.

I shuddered, my eyes flicking to Lady Delilah. Her fingers rubbed at her clit. It pressed forward from her folds, growing longer, thicker, sprouting into a dick in the same way that Xera’s grew when Minx slathered it with her ointment. I trembled, the shaft growing thicker and thicker, my pussy aching to be filled.

I loved fucking Sophia with her dildo strapped to my crotch. How much better would it be with a cock? To feel her pussy wrapped about my flesh, spasming when she cums. I knew how much men loved it when they experienced my cumming pussy.

And she wanted this. Sophia wanted to have my daughter. To have a child created by our union.

“Will you accept my gift?” Lady Delilah purred, her breastplate falling away from her breasts, so big and lush, her nipples-dark red and hard.

I licked my lips. “I’m not saying I will be High Queen.”

“That choice is also yours.” She stepped towards me. “This isn’t a promise. I am but a guide. I hope you will choose to walk in my husband’s footsteps. Well?”

“Please, my Queen,” Sophia moaned and then she sucked on my clit.

I groaned, spasmed, and nodded my head.

Lady Delilah moved to me, her red hair flowing behind her. She seized me, kissing me hard, her girl-cock pressing into my hip, her breasts rubbing against mine. I moaned into her kiss, a surge of girlish excitement rushing through me.

Lady Delilah.

Finally. After all those years of dreaming of this. Finally, I would experience her passion. And it was so different than I imagined. She had a girl-cock. And Sophia being here made it even more exciting because I would share this with her. My hand reached down, tightening on my concubine’s brown hair while the other slipped around Lady Delilah’s waist and groped her butt, pulling her tight.

She moaned into my lips, her tongue dancing against mine. I shivered, shuddered. My clit throbbed in Sophia’s mouth as she kept nibbling on it. Her tongue swirled through my folds, teasing me, making me tremble and ache. My hips shifted as the pleasure shot through me. My eyes fluttered, excitement beating so fast in my heart.

Lady Delilah broke the kiss, her dark eyes smoldering as they peered into mine. “You look so much like Rose. I miss them so much.”

My heart ached. “I’m so sorry.”

She kissed me again, harder, her tongue thrusting into my mouth. I shivered, my clit throbbing as Sophia’s pierced tongue batted it, the hard end of the stud rubbing on my sensitive nub. My hand tightened on Lady Delilah’s ass.

Her hand climbed up my breast. She reached my pillowy mound and squeezed hard. I groaned, my eyes fluttering from the pleasure of her touch. My entire body buzzed with excitement. Her fingers were so delicate. Her hips wiggled, grinding her cock against my hip.

She broke the kiss. “No talk of the past. This is about you, Angela. You and the future you shall make with Sophia.”

“Yes,” Sophia gushed, looking up at me, licks sticky. Then she licked my clit again, making me shudder.

She was eager. She had learned the joys of hermaphrodite’s cocks. We had shared Xera. And now she was eager to have that joy from me. A cock I could summon when I want. We could make love as pure women or as something more.

My body swayed from the exhilaration. Dizzy heat washed through me with the sheer possibilities of our future lovemaking. Sophia dug her tongue through my folds, batting my clit. I shivered, the pure passion burning through my body.

Lady Delilah lowered me to the bedroll. I sank down on it as Sophia moved. She deftly unstrapped my greaves and pulled off my boots while Delilah nuzzled at my breasts. Her hands cupped both my mounds as her tongue danced across my nipples, licking them, flicking them, swirling about them. Pleasure teased through my body.

“You grew up into such a radiant beauty,” she moaned.

“Mmm, she did,” Sophia moaned. Then her tongue licked up my calf, her hands sliding up my leg before her.

Shivers raced through me as Lady Delilah sucked on my nipple. Her cheeks hollowed. Pleasure sped through me. My pussy clenched. My hips rose into the air. Sophia reached my knee as I squirmed, licking past it and sliding down my inner thigh, her fingers dancing across my flesh, reaching for my pussy.

They both teased me. My eyes fluttered as I tensed. Sophia came closer and closer to my pussy. Her fingers slid around my shaved folds, stroking my plump vulva, coming so close to touching my labia.

“Slata’s cunt,” I groaned, shivering as Lady Delilah nipped my nipple. Her eyes flicked up to me. She sucked harder. “You really hate her.”

“The goddess is a whorish cunt. She usurped Matar’s position as the Queen of the Gods, stole Pater away from her forcing Matar to become a Hermaphrodite to fulfill her purpose and give birth to her children.” A smile grew on her lips. “Making you into the first human hermaphrodite helps to right that wrong.”

Lady Delilah sucked on my other nipple, her breasts pressing on my stomach. I reached out, squeezing those lush, pillowy mounds as her tongue swirled and danced across my nipple. I groaned, squirming, my body trembling.

And then Sophia reached the apex of my inner thighs.

She licked my pussy.

She knew just how to pleasure me. The long, slow lick through my slit, her soft tongue contrasting with the hard point of her tongue stud, sent shivers racing through my body. My nipple throbbed in Lady Delilah’s mouth. I moaned, humping against my concubine’s devouring tongue as she licked again and again, stirring such rapturous pleasure through me.

My hands clenched on Lady Delilah’s breasts as I squirmed. I groaned and gasped, my thighs quivering. My toes curled. Sophia’s amazing tongue plunged into my pussy, swirling around, the stud so hard, teasing me. Pleasure fluttered through my body.

“Sophia, yes. You’re so eager for it. You want me to breed you.”

“So badly, my Queen,” she moaned in answer.

“You will savor it,” Lady Delilah purred, lifting her lips from my nipples. “You will find ecstasy as you slide into her pussy.”

“With my girl-cock.” My hand shot down from her breast to grab the big shaft thrusting from her crotch. I stroked it, loving how it throbbed. It felt like a man’s shaft until I stroked down to the base and felt her wet pussy folds wrapped about it. “I’m going to do it. I’m going to breed her.”

Saying those words built the excitement in me. I shuddered, humping against Sophia’s tongue as Lady Delilah kissed me again. My pussy clenched as my body shuddered. I jerked the girl-dick, stroking it faster and faster as our tongues dueled.

“Oh, I can’t wait,” Sophia moaned. Then her tongue assaulted my clit while three of her fingers jammed into my pussy.

I gasped, my eyes widening in the joy of penetration. Her three fingers sank into me, rubbing across the top of my pussy until they found that special spot. The place of concentrated ecstasy. She massaged it.

My clit burst with sparks. My pussy spasmed with rapture.

My orgasm exploded through me.

I moaned into Lady Delilah’s kiss, my body heaving. Our breasts rubbed together. My hand tightened on her cock while my pussy spasmed on Sophia’s plunging fingers. She flicked and licked my clit, massaging it with her tongue stud.

The pleasure flowed through my body. Stars burst before my eyes. I savored the bliss, my body twitching. Lady Delilah moved as I spasmed, her lips locked to mine, her body shifting over me. Sophia moved out of the way, pulling her fingers from my pussy.

“Make her into a hermaphrodite,” moaned Sophia as she grasped Lady Delilah’s cock. “Please, please. I want her to breed me.”

I still trembled, still cumming, as Lady Delilah’s cock rubbed up and down my pussy. But her hands were occupied, sliding up my sides, caressing me with hot fingers. It was Sophia guiding the hermaphrodite’s cock into my pussy.

She was so eager.

“Do it,” she hissed.

Lady Delilah broke our kiss, staring into my eyes. “Are you ready? There will be no going back. You will be changed.”

“Ready!” I moaned.

She thrust.

My spasming pussy embraced her girl-dick. Lady Delilah’s thick cock speared into my depths. I convulsed about her, new pleasure bursting through me as she spread my sheath open. I groaned, my thighs tightening about her waist as she drew back and then slammed in again. And again.

“Lady Delilah,” I moaned, quivering beneath her, our nipples kissing as she writhed atop me.

“Oh, my sweet Angela,” she groaned. “I have dreamed of this moment for so many centuries. To unite with Peter’s flesh again, even if it is in his descendant. Thank you.”

“Yes!” I gasped, quivering, her dick pounding hard in and out of me. She fucked me with abandon, her hips rising and falling, our flesh slapping together.

“Oh, that’s so hot, my Queen,” Sophia moaned. “Your pussy lips are spread so wide apart. And her cunt looks so juicy, especially with her big cock thrusting from it.”

“Uh-huh,” I groaned, trembling, my pussy clenching so hard on Lady Delilah’s cock. “It’s amazing.”

And then it got better.

“Sophia,” I gasped as her tongue slid around my pussy lips, teasing me.

Another orgasm convulsed through my body. Sophia lapped at my pussy and Lady Delilah’s cock, her tongue fluttering pleasure through my body. It washed through me as my pussy drank in the friction of Lady Delilah’s plunging cock. My body twisted with rapture. It was so amazing. So stirring. It flowed through me.

Every stroke of her dick brought me closer and closer to another eruption. Her face twisted as her hands cupped my cheeks. She stared into my eyes, groaning and gasping. She loved my pussy. She was driven to pound me. To cum into me.

To make me like her.

“Cum in her,” Sophia moaned. “Oh, please, Lady Delilah. Transform my queen.”

“Transform me,” I moaned, my pussy clenching hard. “I need it. I do. Please, please, change me.”

“Yes,” Lady Delilah moaned. “I will. I will make you into something new. Something amazing.”

“Good,” I gasped, my cunt on fire. Her every thrust sent waves of pleasure washing through my body.

Sophia’s tongue flicked my clit. Lady Delilah’s cock thrust into my pussy. My nipples throbbed against her. I trembled.

My orgasm exploded hot and hard through me. My pussy spasmed. My body bucked. Rapture shot through me. Stars burst across my vision. I screamed out Sophia’s name. I hugged Lady Delilah tight to me as her dick kept pumping, stirring me up.

“Yes,” she groaned. “Pater’s cock, yes. I’m going to cum. I’m going to change you, Angela!”

“Yes!” I howled. “Change me!”

Her hips thrust forward. Her cock buried into me. Her cum erupted. Blast after blast of jizz flooded me. My eyes rolled into my head as I drank in the rapture. The heat burned so hot inside of me. It made my eyes roll back into my head. Stars burst through my vision. Such stupendous bliss shot through me, making my pussy convulse with such passion about her dick.

And more than jizz flooded me. There was energy. Heat. My clit burned as her cum splashed into my depths. My body drank it in. I bucked again. Another orgasm swept like a hurricane through my body. The tempest howled with ecstasy.

“Gewin’s mighty cock!” I screamed as my clit burned. It throbbed. It pulsed, shooting rapture through my spasming body.

I bucked into Lady Delilah’s form. I held her tight as the final blast of her jizz spurted into me.

And then I felt it. My clit swelled. Grew. Transformed.

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Warlock Faoril

“Do you trust her?” I asked Thrak as he held me in his arms. Angela screamed her head off, lost to the rapture of Lady Delilah’s cock in the next tent, Sophia moaning her glee. I had no energy to have sex. Not after casting the ritual. I just wanted to sleep.

But I couldn’t. Not yet. An idea had blossomed in my thoughts.

“Her answers were all logical,” he answered, his voice rumbling. “They made sense.”

“So you don’t trust her,” I stated.

“She is hiding her nature.” He stroked my hair. “She would not say exactly what her origins are, just that she is the only living member of her kind and a daughter of Matar.”

“So a demigoddess?” I asked, my stomach twisting. I had missed the implication of her words, but they struck me now.

“Maybe.”

“There is a race of hermaphrodites who can change shape,” I whispered, trembling as fear rippled down my spine.

To be continued…

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The first in a series

This is my first story of this type, and I would really appreciate any feedback at all. Rate, comment, everything helps!
Thanks.

Copyright 2010

Sidney dropped her head on her desk. It was Thursday morning. She looked down at her hands and groaned. “God, I hate my life.” Sidney was naked, and held a fluid-covered vibrator in one hand and was wiping the other with a paper towel. “I hate my life,” she repeated, trying to convince herself otherwise. She sat up and closed the window where she had been viewing some porn while masturbating. It was her favorite type, but she was getting tired of watching girl-on-girl strapon sex. She put the vibrator on the desk – she knew she’d be using it again, probably that night – and walked over to her dresser where she pulled out a pair of boy shorts and a sports bra.

Sidney lived alone in a small apartment in Ney York City. She spent her days making minimum wage as a clerk in a library and spent her nights masturbating to porn, followed by sexual dreams, mostly with other women. If asked, Sidney would refer to herself as a lesbian, but had had sex with a man before. She ranked it a four out of ten. Sidney didn’t have many friends, so she rarely left her apartment. On Fridays, she would stop at the grocery on the way home from work to get food for that week, and other than that she was inside.

Sidney finished getting dressed and left her apartment. She took the subway to the stop two blocks away from the library, and walked the rest of the way. Once she got to the library, it was business as usual. Make sure the patrons found the books they were looking for, check in some books returned that day, daydream about what she’d watch when she got home. She was shaken out of her stupor when a light voice asked where she could find The Joy of Sex. Sidney’s eyes jumped up and looked into the face of one of the most attractive faces she had ever seen. Piercing blue eyes, black hair brushed neatly out of her face, white teeth, and a smile that almost caused Sidney’s mouth to drop. Looking down, Sidney found it hard not to notice the woman’s breasts. They were the sort of tits you would dream about. Spot on in the body-size-to-boob-size ratio. Not too big or too small, and Siidney could see that this woman had a little bit of THO going on.

“Ma’am?” the woman said.

“Right, right,” stammered Sidney. “That’s nonfiction, 600’s, da da da, here you go.” Sidney handed the woman a card with the book’s address on it.

The woman looked at it. “Um, I really ddon’t know this library very well. Maybe you could take me there?”
Sidney almost jumped up. “Sure thing!” She could feel her panties getting slightly moist. She couldn’t decide if that was a good thing or a bad thing.

The two women walked side by side to the nonfiction section of the library. As they turned into one of the hallways made by the stacks, the mysterious woman briefly squeezed Sidney’s ass and whispered “You know, I saw you staring at my tits.” Sidney gulped, and the woman continued. “You’re pretty hot.” Then, the woman took off Sidney’s glasses with one hand and started working to buttons on Sidney’s shirt with the other. Sidney reached up and did the same to the woman’s shirt. Her breasts were firm in Sidney’s hand, and she began to massage them, occasionally pulling on a nipple, pinching it, but consistently massaging, pushing, pulling on the woman’s tits.

The woman leaned in and began to suck on Sidney’s nipple. It felt good, and Sidney whispered aloud, “Is this a dream?” The woman shook her head and lightly but down, toying with Sidney. Sidney’s mind kicked into overdrive. They were just sitting there, in the middle of the nonfiction section of a public library, about to have some intense sex. What if they got caught? Was that a felony? What about security cameras? “Oh, fuck it,” Sidney said and dropped to her knees. She unzipped and unbuttoned the woman’s jeans and pulled them down to the knees, revealing the yellow-and-white striped panties hiding underneath.

Sidney reached up a hand and pressed it against the panties, softly rubbing over the woman’s vagina, feeling the moisture work its way through the fabric of the panties and reaching Sidney’s hand. Sidney stuck her face down and licked the woman’s covered vagina, tasting the sweet liquid issuing from her pussy. After a few minutes, Sidney pulled down the panties as well, showing a neatly trimmed landing strip right over the beautiful, wet pussy. Pausing only to take a breath, Sidney thrust her face towards the woman’s pussy, giving it one long lick along the slit, tonguing the clit for a moment, then sticking her tongue inside, sliding it in and out in a fast rhythm. Sidney heard the woman take a short breath, and looked up to see her biting her lip and squeezing one of her nipples. Sidney winked and began rubbing the woman’s clit with one hand while increasing her pace.

The as-yet nameless woman climaxed after another few minutes of tongue-fucking, covering Sidney’s face with warm juice. After her short breaths slowed, she whispered to Sidney, “My turn.” The woman pushed Sidney over and lay on top of her, pressing their breasts together as she passionately kissed Sidney, shoving her tongue inside Sidney’s mouth, tenderly biting her bottom lip, and generally French-kissing in a way Sidney had never experienced. The woman quickly slid down Sidney’s body until her head was directly over Sidney’s crotch. The woman undid the zipper on Sidney’s pants with her teeth and pulled them down, taking the boy shorts with them to show Sidney’s attractive Brazilian pussy.

She licked frantically over Sidney’s clit at a rapid pace, causing Sidney to actually let forth a short shriek of surprise and pleasure- this woman clearly knew what she was doing. The woman followed her licking with an action just as bold; she slid two of her fingers into Sidney’s pussy and started pistoning them in and out almost as fast as the pistons in a motor. She quickly doubled the rate by also inserting the first two fingers of her other hand, moving them so fast that Sidney’s nipples actually stood straight at attention like two soldiers on top of hills. The woman surprised Sidney once again by moving her head down underneath her hands and gently tonguing Sidney’s asshole, pressing against it put not penetrating. After another minute and change, she put her head back over Sidney’s vagina and sucked on her clit as hard as she could. Even as Sidney came, the woman didn’t stop moving her hands or sucking, and Sidney squeezed here eyes closed and clenched her teeth together before she could scream out at the top of her lungs “Oh my god oh my god FUCK ME!”

When Sidney opened her eyes, the woman was dressing at a leisurely pace. Sidney quickly followed suit. She started to talk, to thank the woman for the magic she had worked, but the woman put her finger on Sidney’s lips and handed her a piece of paper with ‘Maddy – 852-8149’ written on it in loopy handwriting. The woman pulled her book off the shelf, gave Sidney’s ass a final squeeze and walked away, leaving Sidney standing in the 600’s aisle in the nonfiction section of the library, speechless, red in the face, and staring at the piece of paper held in her hand. Sidney headed back to the circulation desk, knowing for sure what she was going to daydream about until she got home.

When Sidney finally did get home, she immediately threw her clothes hastily into the hamper and selected her favorite porno DVD – she was watching on the big screen tonight, and she had plans for something new. She slid in the disk for ‘Girl on Girl – Toys, Toys, Toys Volume 4’ and lay down on the bed after grabbing her smallest dildo from her sock drawer and a bottle of vegetable oil from the kitchen and her trusty vibrator from her desk. After a few minutes of remembrance about the day’s events, Sidney held the pink dildo over her pussy and poured some vegetable oil on it to get it nice and slick. After making sure it was well-covered and rubbing the excess oil all over her tits, stomach, and vagina she positioned the dildo against her asshole.

The woman’s – no, Maddy’s – tongue had felt so good there that Sidney wanted more, more, more. Eyes on the scene playing out in front of her, she pushed the dildo against her asshole gently but with purpose. The tip slid in and Sidney allowed it to sit there and acclimate while she rubbed her other hole lightly, just enough to keep her aroused and her nipples at attention. Sidney pushed the dildo in deeper, letting maybe a quarter of an inch slide in before resting for a minute and tugging on a nipple, sliding a finger in her vagina or just watching the screen, seeing the girls tease each other and imagining her and Maddy’s faces on the women.

Once the dildo was all three inches inside her ass, Sidney withdrew it, rubbing a finger tenderly over her hole. It hurt a little, but the pleasure factor far outweighed the small amount of pain. After maybe five minutes of her usual routine of vibrator loving, Sidney repeated the process again. Re-oil the dildo and slowly slide it in again. After several iterations, Sidney felt confident enough to start a slow rhythm. She slowly, very slowly pushed the dildo in almost to the base and then pulled it out so the just the tip remained inside her. She was focused solely on the new experience and was somewhat surprised when she came, liquid dripping out of her vagina without her even touching it. She had one hand on the bed, lifting herself up, and the other hand was on the dildo. As she came, she pushed the dildo in all the way, prolonging her orgasm and increasing the ferocity of it. Since she was no longer in a public place, she had no vocal restraints and let forth a stream of dirty sex talk that would curled the hair of her neighbor (who made no comment when seeing her leave the apartment with a very slight limp the next day). “Holy mother fucking shit oh fuck me, fuck me hard in the ass, you dirty bitch fuck me hard like the slut I am, do it harder deeper faster harder harder Maddy, thrust it deep inside me, make it hurt, sweet jesus I am fucking cumming!”

After she regained control of her body and senses, Sidney pulled the dildo out of her ass and lay it beside her. She yawned and turned the TV volume setting to mute. Her first anal experience had really tired her. She felt too hot to use covers, so she threw the covers on the other side of the futon she used as a bed. She propped up her pillows and watched the girls toy each other on the screen (by now, they had gotten out a double sided dildo and were pressing together so close that their pussies were mere inches from touching). Sidney started to finger herself, and after orgasming again in only a few minutes she fell fast asleep. She dreamed sexual dreams about what she and Maddy would do the next day when she showed up.

Maddy didn’t show up the next day. Sidney remained hopeful until her lunch break, but decided during lunch hour that Maddy would not be making a repeat appearance. Sidney ate her lettuce and turkey on whole wheat bread in silence, before stealing off to the bathroom with the library’s extra-thick sharpie.
She sat down on the toilet with her skirt and panties around her ankles and reached behind her with the sharpie, turned it upside down and pushed it into her pussy. All Sidney could think about was how she wished that it was Maddy doing the pushing, not her. Her orgasm was weak, and as she pulled her clothes back on she actually started crying. How could Maddy abandon her like this? Sidney knew it was an irrational reaction, but she still felt cheated. She uncapped the marker and wrote across the door ‘Maddy, I want you to fuck me again’. Somewhat satisfied, she cleaned her eyes and returned to her station at the desk.

It was a slow day, and she had a chance to read the newspaper. On the front of the ‘current events’ section, she saw an article titled ‘Local woman in coma after car crash’. Sidney held her breath as she scanned the article for a name. Sure enough, there it was. ‘Madeline Vasquez is in a coma after severe blows to the head in car crash with drunk driver.’ Sidney started to cry again, silently this time, the tears running down her face and dropping onto the page, where they smeared the page.

When she left work, Sidney walked to the hospital where Maddy was being kept and went to visit her in the coma ward. She stood outside the window and looked at Maddy lying there silently. Another tear rolled down Sidney’s face, and she felt a part of her heart wilt at the sight of her one-day-stand there unresponsive to the world passing by. She left the hospital and walked home. When she was halfway back to her apartment building it began to rain in drops so cold it hurt. Sidney didn’t speed up. When she finally stepped into her apartment she went right to her computer and pulled up her music library. She set “Fade to Black” on repeat and curled up naked underneath the covers. She felt so exposed and unprotected. She didn’t move the rest of the night.

Sidney spent the next day in a sort of depression. She spoke little, didn’t eat lunch, and really didn’t put her heart in it when she masturbated that night. She made it a point to read the paper, in case there was any news of Maddy’s condition. There wasn’t.

The next day, Sidney found something horrifying in the paper. ‘Coma patient found dead Friday night.’ The first line read ‘Madeline Vasquez died Friday night at 10:56 pm due to complications caused by the car crash yesterday.’ Sidney looked at the ceiling for the rest of the day on her bed, repeating Maddy’s name over and over again. Sunday morning, she ate a small salad and called the library to put in her vacation days. She had nine, this year’s and a little carryover from last year. She put it into effect for the rest of the week, citing ‘personal issues’. She hoped that by the end of the week, she would be able to cope with Maddy’s death well enough to function at the library.

The next days were repetitive and uneventful. Sidney actually taped the vibrator to her vagina so she could feel some kind of pleasure to combat the overwhelming sadness. She started playing pong against her computer for hours at a time until her hands were numb and her eyes hurt. On Wednesday she went out and got a tattoo on an impulse. It had Maddy’s note right between her shoulder blades. She even had a little halo drawn over Maddy’s name. While she walked home, she pulled out her phone and called Maddy’s number. She didn’t know why it hadn’t occurred to her before, but she’d be able to hear Maddy’s voice again. After it dialed, Sidney waited for the voicemail message. She heard Maddy’s cheerful voice say “Sorry I didn’t get your call. Don’t worry, I still love you. Leave me a message!” Sidney left one, hoping that somehow Maddy would hear it. She whispered. “You changed me, and I love you.” Sidney never called it again. She knew that hearing that voice would make her miss Maddy that much more. It didn’t make sense. She had only known Maddy for maybe thirty minutes, forty tops. How could that cause so much heartbreak?

Sidney got home and resolved not to leave the apartment until she could find something to raise her spirits. After a few hours of thinking after taping the vibrator back on, Sidney finally got an idea. She made a recording of Maddy’s voicemail message and copied it onto a CD before deleting it from her computer. Then she wrote a long letter to Maddy about how much she missed her, how much she had appreciated their brief interaction, and how she would’ve like to grow together as two people but needed to try and get over the loss. Then, Sidney packed them both in a package and took them to the Brooklyn Bridge and dropped it into the river, watching it until it was out of sight. When it was gone, Sidney blew it a kiss and walked home with a new sense of purpose. She knew that she would never forget Maddy and would think about her every night, but she needed to get on with her life. It was time to move on.

The next day, Sidney realized how numb her vagina felt. She slapped her palm against it and barely registered the contact. “I must’ve left the vibrator on for too long,” she mumbled. ‘Well,’ she considered, ‘that anal-spurred orgasm was pretty satisfying… I’ll have to work with what I’ve got until I regain some feeling.’ That same day, Sidney took a trip downtown to one of the sex shops in New York. She picked up a small-medium sized dildo with a suction cup on the bottom so it could stick to ‘just about anything!’, or so the packaging promised. While she was there, Sidney also picked up two new movies – ‘Jackie Cummings Solo 5’ and ‘Girl on Girl – Anal Experience Volume 2’ and two other toys, some anal beads and a Fleshlight. She rushed home, eager to try them out.

First, she decided that for maximum pleasure she’d have to loosen her ass a bit, so she repeated her process from a few nights before with the pink dildo until she could slide it in and out repeatedly at a relatively quick pace. Then, she moved up to her new toy. She worked it in slowly, half-inch by half-inch, until the whole thing was halfway inside her ass. Then she pulled it out and re-lubricated it. By hand, she pushed it in again, and then pulled it out. Her warmup stretches were briefly interrupted by an unexpected orgasm. Sidney shook her head to clear it and began to work the dildo again until it could move just as quickly as the smaller pink one could. Sidney slapped her vagina again. Some of the feeling was coming back. It was going to be a good day.

She put the Jackie Cummings DVD in her computer – she was saving the big screen for later. After a bit of monologue, during which Sidney set up her webcam to record (she wanted to see what she looked like masturbating),Jackie began undressing. First her shirt came off – no bra, surprise surprise. The next thing to go was her miniskirt, which was carelessly flung across the room. The thong soon followed, landing neatly on top of the other clothes in a pile in the corner of the room. Jackie sat down on a sofa and began to play with herself. Sidney mimicked her in every motion she could. A tweak on the nipple – check. A rubbing of the pussy – check. A squeezing of an ass cheek – check. Sidney copied her move for move, right up until Jackie picked up her first toy. It was a small vibrator that hooked onto a finger. Jackie placed it on her pussy and held it there for a while, occasionally moving it over her clit or dragging her finger between the lips. Next, Jackie picked up two clothespins and applied them to her firm nipples. Sidney did her best to follow with a long double-pinch. Jackie put the finger-vibe back on the table and picked up a larger, average sized dildo modeled after a human penis. It had an obvious shape, some veins, and a fake set of balls at the end. Jackie started by sucking on it, licking the sides, and deepthroating the plastic cock. Then, she placed it just so that the head was sticking inside her pussy. She slowly pushed it in and out, in and out.

Sidney leaned towards the screen and started working her fingers into her own vagina, barely feeling them through the numbness. Jackie was really getting into it now, and was quickly ramming the faux-cock balls-deep into her pussy. Spouting obscenities, Jackie came, panting heavily. She placed the phallus back on the table and chose the next item, which was a string of eight anal beads. Jackie licked each one of them, and then began popping them one by one into her ass until there was only a string hanging out. Sidney did the same. She let them sit there, so she could get used to the feeling, then began to wiggle around. She felt the beads move inside her, pressing against her and moving. She started rocking back and forth in an attempt to increase that feeling. It worked, and within a few minutes Sidney climaxed, groaning loudly with the force of the orgasm. As she came, Sidney pulled the beads out one at a time, and shuddered in post-orgasmic glory as each one popped out of her ass.

Sidney decided that the remainder of her day would be a special event. She cleaned up as best she could around her desk, and then changed the sheets on her futon. After napping for almost an hour, she ran the dishwasher to clean each of her sex toys, even the brand new Fleshlight, to get rid of that rubbery taste. When that was done and the toys were all drying, Sidney ran herself a bath. It took 15 minutes to find the right temperature, but it was worth it. Once it was there, Sidney dropped in the plug and poured in copious amounts of bubble bath. While it might seem childish at first, Sidney had found it to be a great stress reliever and she made sure to have at least one bubble bath every month.

Sidney slipped into the warm water and let the bubbles wash away her problems. She cupped her hand around her mound and squeezed it, and was glad to find that it was almost back to normal response levels. Sidney just lay in the tub and soaked for an hour before running through her list of shampoo, soap, shave, drain, dry off, wax, refill the tub, refill the bubble bath, and soak for another hour. The whole process of bathing took almost three hours, but Sidney climbed out of the tub for the second time feeling ready to fuck herself with a vengeance.

Sidney sat down on the side of her bed facing the television. She had all her toys laid out beside her. Before she even started her movie, Sidney turned on some classical music and began to lick the slit of the Fleshlight. She licked all around it, stuck her tongue deep inside it, sucked on the clitoris. Sidney really was getting into it and before long, forty minutes had flown by and Sidney was already dripping, despite not having touched herself once. Just the thought of getting another woman off was enough to get her horny. Sidney ran a finger down her moist slit and licked the juices off. They tasted sweet, almost fruity.
Sidney decided the let the music keep playing and start off slowly. She traced her fingertips over her entire body, tickling herself. She let her fingers dance across her skin, down smooth arms and legs, circling her pussy, tracing lines around her bellybutton, running lightly over her nipples. She put her fingers up to her mouth and sucked on them before retracing the lines on her body, leaving trails of moisture behind. The feeling turned her on immensely. Sidney wetted her index fingers and thumbs again and began toying with her nipples. They were standing almost straight up, and Sidney flicked her fingers over them, eliciting a slight shock to travel to her brain. She lightly pinched them, pressing harder until it started to sting, at which point she let them go and cupped her entire breast and rubbed it in circles, making it move around on her chest. When her nipples had cooled off, Sidney allowed one hand to continue pinching and tugging on them while the other slowly inched its way over her abdomen and towards her wet, shiny pussy.
Her finger dragged through the slit, and Sidney shuddered a little bit each time a knuckle was pulled over her clit, slightly stimulating it, and every time Sidney shuddered, her pussy became that much more wet. She put one finger on each side of her vagina and spread the lips apart, showing the shiny pink underneath. She pulled her fingers back together, and then spread them apart again. When they closed for the fourth time, Sidney slid one finger into her pussy. She drew it back, then slowly allowed it to reenter her hot pussy. Soon, she added another finger and quickened her pace a little bit. When she was almost teetering on the edge of orgasm, Sidney stopped. She put her hands to her sides and looked up at the ceiling for a while. Then, she grabbed to bottle of vegetable oil and poured it onto a rag.

She rubbed the oil-soaked rag all over herself, until only her face and hair wasn’t shining under the lights from the ceiling. Sidney paid special attention to her asshole, and made sure to get some of the oil on the inside. Just to be sure it was well-lubricated, she slid in a single finger. Slowly, she inched it in up to the third joint. She pulled out her finger, and began quickly assfucking herself towards orgasm again. When she was close enough to scream out, she quickly pulled out her finger and lay still on the bed. Teasing herself like this would cause the orgasms to compound on each other, eventually leading to a mind-blowing orgasm that would possibly send Sidney to an alternate dimension, or, at least, a new height of pleasure she had never reached before.

Sidney picked up the pink dildo and placed it against her vagina. She quickly pushed it in all the way and kept one hand cupping her mound to keep it there. With the other, she pushed the anal beads against her ass and began to shove them in roughly, packing them all inside her tender ass. Once they were all there, Sidney started to slide the dildo out of her pussy and pulled it all the way out. She traced its tip all over her body, like what she had done with her fingers earlier. She toyed with her nipples for a while, rubbing the tip of the dildo over them. On an impulse, Sidney quickly shoved the dildo back into her pussy and began pulling it in and out faster than she had ever done before. Sidney felt a massive orgasm building, but spoke to herself, through gritted teeth, “Not yet. There’s more to come.” Sidney stopped fucking with the dildo and pulled it out to trace shiny trails of fluid over her body. She then pulled out all of the beads as fast as she could, yanking on the string hanging out of her ass. The beads popped out, making an audible noise, and Sidney bit her lip from the rush of pleasure it brought. She began to thoughtfully suck on the beads, trying to decide what to try next.

She had an idea. Sidney did her best to get the medium dildo strapped to her bed, using mostly tape, and put in the ‘Girl on Girl – Anal Experience Volume 2’ DVD in her DVD player. As the girls appeared on the screen and talked with the cameraman, Sidney rubbed oil all over the dildo. It gleamed in the light coming from the ceiling, and Sidney couldn’t help but give it a lick. She held the Fleshlight over it and worked it onto the dildo, pushing it slowly until it just covered the head. She started moving the Fleshlight up and down slowly, letting it engulf the dildo completely before pulling it back off. Once she worked them up to a steady pace, Sidney began separating the two and sucking the dildo, tonguing the Fleshlight, and then putting them back together at a faster pace.

Sidney got so into the fake sex between the two toys, and her part in the actions, that she lost track of time. She began to hear grunts and groans from her speaker system and turned around to see one of the girls lying on her shoulders while the other gripped her ankles, holding her up. The second woman, a brunette was thrusting into the first girl’s ass with a thick, red strapon. Sidney eyed her dildo, looked back at the screen, and placed the Fleshlight back onto the pile of toys.

Without easing herself into it, Sidney raised her body over the dildo. She sat on her knees and placed the dildo against her asshole. Quickly, she sat down with all her weight and shoved the dildo deep into her ass. She bit her lip and closed her eyes while groaning in pleasure. She looked back at the screen and started to raise herself up and down slowly, letting just the head of the plastic cock stay inside her before thrusting down again.

When she felt comfortable, Sidney rubbed some more oil on the dildo and began to match the pace the brunette was setting in the video. Sit down, lift up, sit down, lift up. Each time, Sidney thought she could feel the dildo going a bit further inside her, pressing on new nerve endings and eliciting new feelings with each thrust. Sidney felt as if she were in a car speeding towards the edge of a cliff. Once she ran off the edge, she would fall into orgasm, and she was driving at a hundred and ten miles per hour. She was were inches from the metaphorical cliff’s edge when she stood up on her bed and off the dildo. Her knees buckled quickly, and she fell over onto her back, where she relaxed a bit and played with her tits. A little bit of a pinch, a small tug, a flick. Sidney poured more oil on herself. She loved being able to see every curve and detail on her body shine in the light. It made her feel almost angelic – and very horny.

The feeling of euphoria from another close call dimmed, and Sidney was in that realm between too-horny-to-sleep and gotta-get-off-NOW. She would keep it simple and just ride with the dildo in her pussy; she figured that would keep her simmering for a while yet. She hopped up and down at a diligent pace, letting herself enjoy the moment and the feeling of the dildo rubbing against her pussy, being squeezed by her lips, the oil on it allowing her to slide up and down quickly. When the girls in the DVD started to dual-do, Sidney lost any sense of self control.

She had pushed herself to the edge so many time that night, she couldn’t wait to feel the waves of bliss wash over her like tides on a beach, and the satisfaction of finally cumming would cause Sidney’s brain to kick into overdrive.
Sidney slid up and down frantically, and she could feel the orgasm coming closer. It was going to be good, but Sidney wanted the whole nine yards here, the package deal, the whole thing. On an impulse, she grabbed her vibrator and shoved it into her ass. It wasn’t oiled, but her ass was still wet enough from the dildo and runoff pussy juice that it slid in without too much resistance. She flicked the switch to full vibrations, and felt the vibrator shake. The vibrations travelled out through her ass, and she felt her pussy, her clit, and even her stomach shake. As the orgasm hit, Sidney grabbed a nipple and violently twisted, the pain turning instantly to pleasure as the force knocked her onto her back. She spasmed, kicking her legs and bucking her hips, trying to drive the dildo and vibrator deeper inside her. Sidney was so filled with feelings of ecstasy that she couldn’t enunciate anything, she just let out a long, loud, scream. She heard one of the girls on the screen screaming too, and that was the last conscious thought Sidney had before she passed out.
Sidney woke up. She was lying on her back, and felt full. She looked down and saw that the dildo and vibrator were still firmly pushed inside her. She didn’t mind, or even try to pull them out. It felt nice, a small remembrance of the night before. Sidney felt so dirty, and she loved it. After a light salad, Sidney ran a regular bath to sit in and maybe wash off. She pulled out the vibrator and dildo before getting into the bath, and let her mind wander in the warm water.

Sidney decided that she would make another trip to the store that day, to get a plug. She had enjoyed the feeling of being full that morning so much, that she wanted to be able to surreptitiously feel like that all day. “You know what,” she spoke aloud, “fuck it. I’m going to browse that store, and get whatever I want. It’s time to seize the day.”

But first, she finished her bath.

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“A new man approached me in the communal showers at the gym this morning,” I told my lady Sarah over dinner. “The second thing I noticed was his toned gym body, the third were his long, thick fingers, then his shaved head.”

“What was the first thing you noticed about him? What was his name?,” Sarah asked just as I hoped.

“Glad you asked Sarah, the size of John’s shaved cock. He was huge, much bigger than me.”

“So what happened, why did he approach you?”

“He told me he joined the gym a few days earlier hoping to meet me. He told me you and your lady have an awesome reputation with some of the younger boys at the gym. We were comparing each others naked bodies while we watched each dry off and dress when he asked me to have coffee with him and his lady at a nearby coffee shop.

“His lady June was a former Penthouse Pet, you would be attracted to her. She was dressed in a leather catsuit with heels. Blond with a good body, nice ass and a sexy voice. She told me they had a proposition for us. We both want to have a sexual experience with you and your lady.

“I told them I would have to check with you. I asked did they have any pics I could show you. Of course John told me before I watched him send some to my phone. Would you like to see them Sarah?”

“Oh wow, he really is a big boy, huge,” Sarah smiled, her face flushed as she studied the pics. The first pic showed John and June holding hands. Both of them naked, John with a large, almost bald, thick flaccid cock. “Oh fuck, what an erection, he must be at least eleven-inches and so thick,” Sarah told me as she looked at more pics.

My phone rang after dinner while Sarah was intently studying the pics. It was John. “Did your lady like our pics?,” he asked as I put the phone on speaker.

“You can ask her directly,” I told him as I handed the phone to Sarah.

“Hello Sarah I am John, I haven’t met you yet, though my lady June and I are looking forward to meeting you. “Did you like our pics?”

“I was impressed, very impressed. My man Roger told me you have plans for us. Tell me more?”

We have a proposition for you. June and I both want to have a sexual experience with you and your man. Did your man give you the envelope?”

“Not yet,” I cut in.

“Call me later so we can finalise some arrangements,” John told me confidently as the call finished.

“What envelope?,” Sarah asked before I retrieved it, her name hand written on it. Inside there was a note attached to John’s business card which read, Just a token gesture Sarah to show how much we are lusting after you and your man.

“That is a little more than a token gesture,” Sarah smiled as she counted out fifty $100 bills. There was a press clipping under the bills with a story about John and his business, explaining he was a millionaire in consumer goods.

“Wow, so exciting I feel like a high end call girl,” Sarah smiled as she slowly scrolled through the pics again.

“I promised John I would phone him back to finalise some arrangements Sarah. John and June both want to have a sexual experience with you and I. Do you want it to happen?,” I asked as we tongue kissed, both of us aroused at the plans.

“Does Friday night in our penthouse work for you and Sarah?,” John asked when I phoned him back. “Good I will have a limo pick you up at seven-forty five. One last thing can you text us some pics of Sarah naked. Yes, her ass especially.”

“Which pics would you like me to send to John and June?, I asked Sarah as I scrolled through some pics of her naked body.

“I like that one of my big ass in heels, stockings and a garter belt. And that one of me completely naked front on, with my legs spread and my trimmed black triangle on show.”

On Friday the limo driver picked us up promptly and drove us to a high rise building on the waterfront. “Do you want this as much as I do?, Is this as exciting for you as it is me?.” Sarah asked me on the short drive.

“Yes I do, John is a very exciting man, and June was a Penthouse Pet,” I told her as the limo driver tuned in, trying to join the dots.

“I am John’s butler,” a handsome young boy in his early twenties told us as he took us to the penthouse in an express elevator. Just as we expected, a spectacular, immaculately furnished penthouse with views forever. “John and June are waiting for you in their entertainment room,” the butler told us as he opened the door.

Subdued lighting, soft seductive jazz music, wall length mirrors on all the walls and ceiling, some chairs, a very large day bed, and an X-frame with cuffs dangling from it against one wall. And almost hidden a shower room with four shower heads and some plastic seats with shelves laden with sex toys, tablets and creams.

John and June were wearing matching short, silk black dressing gowns for us, no belts. John’s gown was open to flaunt his toned, naked body for Sarah and me, his smirk telling us he was pleased that we were both ogling his huge, almost bald, flaccid, thick cock.

Without a word being spoken, the butler removed John’s gown, for a man in his forties he has a magnificent, toned body. Sarah couldn’t take her eyes off his ass, then his cock as he posed hands on hips for us.

“Show Sarah and Roger your Penthouse Pet body, naked,” John told June as he removed her gown leaving her naked apart from killer heels, a gold chain around her waist and a cup-less black bra, the nipples on her large tits already erect. I could see Sarah paying special attention, just as I was, to the way her jet black pubes had been trimmed, over her bald cunt lips, a long thin, mohawk style. I like it and I could see Sarah did also.

Sarah was the centre of attention as the butler removed her cocktail dress with great aplomb, while John, June and me watched on, all of us transfixed as we ogled her wonderful body, now naked apart from her heels, black stockings and garter belt. Lots of wonderful bare, fleshy thigh between the top of her stockings and the garter belt as she strutted and turned to show her body, and her magnificent big ass to John and June. I never tire of looking at it. And sharing it with new partners.

“Oh fuck, so good,” John moaned as his gaze focused on the sexy, trimmed black triangle above her cunt lips. June was tongue kissing Sarah as John knelt behind her, grasped her hips with two hands and commenced licking and kissing her magnificent ass cheeks.

“Oh fuck, what an ass, I must have it,” John moaned as I watched his huge, thick flaccid cock become erect while kissing and licking her magnificent ass cheeks. “Oh fuck, what an ass,” he repeated as Sarah smiled and clenched her ass cheeks for him.

“So pleased you like my ass John, does it look big?,” she whispered enjoying the power she had over him and the way he was worshiping her ass while June and I watched on.

“Will that be all, should I leave now sir?,” the butler asked after he undressed me and stole a glance at my erection, all he had to take off were my shirt and trousers, I wanted to retain my jock strap at that stage.

“Do you mind if the butler stays Sarah and Roger?,” John asked as the butler was enjoying watching him worshiping Sarah’s magnificent ass just as I was.

“Please stay, I love you watching,” Sarah told him with a smile I had never seen before.

“Would you like me to suck your cock while you watch John give Sarah cunnilingus, a tongue fuck?,” June asked. “Yes, then cuff him to the X-frame for me please,” June told the butler.

“It wasn’t my first time in an X-frame, though the first time I had watched a man my age, his huge erection an extra turn on for me, tongue fucking my lady, much to her delight and mine. He was very good the way he was using just the tip of his large tongue on my lady while I watched strapped in an X-frame.

It must have been almost twenty-minutes later when I heard June say, “Roger is ready for you now John. Come and watch Sarah, he is very good,” after she licked and sucked my balls.

She was correct, I was ready for John, I had been anticipating him giving me a blow job since our first contact in the gym. His Penthouse Pet lady knew exactly how to tease and edge my thick, nine-inch erection to bursting point to prepare me for him.

“John was good, extremely good. I have enjoyed men, and boys, blowing me, while strapped in an X-frame, though never by a man with a big thick, eleven-inch erection, an extra turn on for me just looking at his erection. Even more exciting with his butler and his Penthouse Pet lady watching with her hand on my lady’s ass.

“Purple, purple, purple, purple,” he repeated as his lips formed the perfect shape for a blow job, confirming he was obviously very experienced. He was licking and sucking my nipples as he softly ran a hand along my erection. Wonderful foreplay with two women almost naked women watching, one of them my lady.

“I can taste my lady on your cock, I like it,” John whispered as he licked then sucked just the tip of my cock, then teased my balls with his fingertips as he took a large part of my erection between his pursed lips.

My body was straining against the X-frame as I soaked up the sexual pleasure a very experienced bi-sex man was providing me, as I ogled his erection. “Tease him, edge him, tease him, edge him,” June kept telling him as he had me on the brink.

“Is he as good as me?,” Sarah teased as she licked and sucked my wet nipples, then kissed me with her tongue tip. “Is he?,” she teased again knowing I love her kissing me while receiving sexual pleasure from a third person, today a man with a thick, eleven-inch erection. “Is he?,” she teased again as John asked, “Hand or swallow.”

“Hand, your hand,” June told him as she, Sarah and the butler watched him tease and edge me to an incredible orgasm with his fingertips.

After the butler removed my cuffs it became obvious John wanted to be cuffed to the X-frame. “Are you comfortable sir,” the butler asked as he fastened the cuffs while stealing long glances at his erection. “Should I leave now sir,” he asked as he watched June slide am exotic rubber cock ring along his erection, then expertly clip it under his balls.

“No stay and watch,” he replied as June licked, and chewed his nipples, his throbbing, rock hard, erection standing out at ninety-degrees.

“Is there something I can do for you John?,” Sarah teased as she played the moment to perfection while she gave him a finger to suck. “I do like a man with a big, thick cock. And yours is very big. Can you see my big ass in the mirrors? Yes? Do you like it framed by my garter belt?

“Will you be jealous if my man watches me give you a blow job John? No, you want him to watch. Will you be jealous if you watch me give John a blow job Roger? No, you want to watch. Do you mind if Roger masturbates while he watches? He loves to watch. What about you June, will you be jealous watching me give your man’s big, thick cock a blow job?”

“No, I won’t be jealous, I want to watch you Sarah, and he wants me to watch.”

“So big John, and so thick” Sarah told him intent on boosting his ego even more, as she sat on a low stool in front of him, her lips at the same height as his erection. “This is one of my fantasies come true, a wealthy man with a huge, thick cock paying me to give him a blow job while his butler, his lady and my man watch.

“So big John,” Sarah whispered, very aroused as she teased the underside of his erection with her fingertips while she licked and sucked just the tip of his erection. June, me and the butler were sitting on stools and watching side on.

She had one hand wrapped around his balls, the other hand sliding along his shaft as she expertly licked and sucked just the tip of his erection as she whispered, “So big, so big.” Then two hands on his balls, squeezing with one hand and teasing with the fingertips of the other. “Are you watching my big ass in the mirrors John? So pleased you like it. Harder, do you want me to squeeze your balls harder? Does it hurt? Yes? Nice hurt John? More? Harder while I suck just the tip-of your erection? Swallow or my hand?”

“Swallow,” June answered she stood behind Sarah and directed her lips along John’s erection.

After the four of us showered together we were sitting on the plastic stools admiring each other’s naked bodies, when the butler handed John and I a little blue pill each with a glass of water as the two women watched with smug smiles.

John had our full attention, Sarah’s especially. as he commenced smearing lube over his flaccid cock as he ogled Sarah’s naked ass. We all watched in awe as his cock morphed into a thick, eleven-inch erection as he smeared it with lube.

“Some lube for your magnificent big, ass Sarah,” he whispered while licking and kissing her ass cheeks while she watched him smear more lube onto his erection. His erection was twitching as we watched him use two hands to smear Sarah’s ass with lube, his carnal intentions now obvious.

“Would you like some lube Roger?,” June asked me without waiting for an answer as she commenced smearing my new erection with lube. “Now some on my ass, I want what my man is going to give to your lady while watch.”

John and Sarah organised themselves on the very large day bed, he behind her, her ass cheeks in his hands. “I want to fuck your magnificent, big ass Sarah. Please tell me yes?”

June was on the bed, tongue kissing Sarah, the only contact the tip of their tongues. “I want to watch him fuck your magnificent, big ass Sarah with his big, thick cock. Please tell me yes?”

“Yes, yes, yes,” she whispered, very aroused as I grasped June’s ass and slowly slid my erection between her ass cheeks, mimicking John sliding his erection between Sarah’s ass cheeks. “Oh wow,” the two women whispered in unison as John and I fed our erections into each others woman.

The two women kept on tongue kissing, the only contact their tongue tips as John and I watched each other fucking each other’s woman. I was following his lead, a long slow approach, no rush as we slowly fed our erections deep into each other’s woman, maximising the sexual pleasure for all of us.

After what must have been twenty-minutes John raised the tempo, “So good, so fucking good Sarah, your ass is to die for,” he moaned as his body slammed into her ass cheeks. I mimicked his tempo, my body slapping against his lady June’s ass.

“Harder, harder, fuck me harder, I love it, you are so big, huge. Fuck me, fuck me, so good,” Sarah whispered, June obviously enjoying her racy commentary.

“I am not finished with you yet John. Lay on your back on the bathroom floor for me,” Sarah told him. “Would you like me to give you a golden shower? Would you like June, Roger and your butler to watch? I thought you would? Would you like to lick and kiss my big ass first? Yes?,” she teased before she sat her ass on his face. “I hope you like that as much as I do,” she teased as John licked and kissed her ass.

“Would you like me to give you a golden shower John? Would you like June, Roger and your butler to watch?,” Sarah teased as she played the moment to perfection while she stood over him, legs spread.

She commenced standing over his groin, looking down on him, just a trickle onto his flaccid cock, then reversing so he was looking at her ass, kneeling over his groin, the trickle now a steady flow, as his flaccid cock became erect. Very erect.

“So pleased you liked that John. What are you going to do with your new erection? Masturbate for us? You are insatiable, a sex machine,” Sarah told him as he held my gaze, turning me on as I watched his masturbation technique, two hands, one around his balls. A new cock ring, lots of lube, the veins in his thick, eleven-inch erection bulging as I watched, and he watched my flaccid cock become erect as I applied lots of lube.

“You are both insatiable, a pair of sex machines,” Sarah told us as she and June watched, an extra turn on for both of us, with our women watching John and me edge and tease ourselves to wonderful long, noisy orgasms.

“Would you like to meet some of our friends?,” John asked after we watched each other shower again.

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

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

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

“When Sarah,” I asked my tacit approval obvious.

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