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After saying goodbye to Danni, Marcus returns to the party.

After finishing and getting dressed again, Danni and I continued the rest of the way to the garage. We didn’t talk very much in the aftermath of the elevator sex we’d just had; Danni simply gave me Bambi eyes and slipped one hand into mine, our fingers interlacing. I met her gaze, and she looked away, suddenly a shy high schooler compared to the nymphomaniac I’d seen so many times. Honestly, I loved the way she did that – able to turn off the slut routine at the drop of a dime and pick up the innocent neophyte persona. Danielle Holland epitomized the saying – ‘lady in the streets, freak in the sheets.’

I walked her to her car and pressed her against her driver’s door as we made out once more, me sliding my hands under her skirt to cup and squeeze her warm ass as she ran her hands over my chest and whimpered in my mouth. After a solid minute, I let her go and watched as she pulled out of her spot, gave me a final wave and a sweet smile, and drove toward the exit. With Danielle gone, I headed back up to my apartment, passing a couple of people on their way out and thanking them for coming to my event.

Back on the roof, it looked like the party was starting to wind down. The music was set at a lower volume and seemed on autopilot since the DJ wasn’t in the booth. My parents were gone, Kwan had managed to find another girl to talk to who wasn’t married this time, and Richie was lying on one of the couches with his head in his girlfriend’s lap. Megan was stroking his hair as I passed and looked up, giving me a small wave and a tired smile. Richie looked over and did the same. The pair of them looked like they were going to pass out soon.

I let them be as I looked around for Jonah and Dillon but couldn’t find them anywhere. Interestingly enough, a few other key players were also missing: Erin, Rose, and Jessica. I couldn’t find them around the pool, so I decided to check the gardens, recalling Rose had asked about hot tubs.

Sure enough, I found most of the people I’d been missing sitting in a hot, bubbly tub of water nestled in one of the garden alcoves. It was surrounded by trees and shrubs in full bloom. A couple of tables lined the walkway around the tub, and one of the walkways jutted out over the edge of the building, surrounded by a clear balcony. The rest of the wall lining one side of the tub was covered with climbing foliage, creating a pleasing blend of human architecture and natural beauty. It was complemented by a fantastic view of the city skyline late at night.

Seven people were sitting in the hot tub laughing as I passed through the opening in the foliage wall – Jonah sat on the far end of the hot tub on the side with the balcony. Honey sat beside him, leaning against his side as an outstretched arm rested on the side of the hot tub behind her. Her blonde hair was several shades darker thanks to being soaking wet, and her massive breasts were threatening to spill out of a tight-fitting satin bra.

Erin sat on the other side of Jonah but wasn’t laying against him the way Honey was. She was in a lounge in the corner of the tub, her head laying back, wet silver hair splayed around her; a flash of pink in the water suggested she had stripped down to her bra and matching panties. Considering this hot tub party was impromptu, it looked like everyone had improvised, using their underwear as swimwear.

Dillon sat near Erin on the left side tub, animatedly telling a story about someone he’d recently served at his job. Sitting opposite Dillon, about a foot from him, was a woman with a dark complexion, raven hair, and the absolute definition of ‘dick-sucking lips.’ She was definitely Indian or Pakistani, but as she responded to something Dillon said, her accent was West Coast American. Even sitting down in the water, she looked tall; standing up, I wouldn’t have been surprised if she was Emily’s height or even taller. Her long, glossy black hair hung straight down her back, and she had bangs cut in a straight line above her eyes, hiding her forehead. She was the first to catch sight of me, her dark eyes meeting mine as she gave me a beautiful smile.

“Oh hey! There’s the man of the hour!”

Rose was next to her, sitting in the middle of the tub’s edge nearest me. Her long hair had been pulled into a makeshift bun on the top of her head, exposing her delicate, swan-like ebony neck. The white straps of her bra contrasted beautifully with her very dark skin, and I unconsciously licked my lips as she looked over her shoulder, spotted me with her deep brown eyes, and gave me a warm smile.

The last person in the water was Jessica, who sat on the right side of the hot tub with Honey caddy corner on her right. She was wearing a lace black bra that also threatened to break as her breasts were barely held in by the flimsy garment. Like with Rose, the fabric contrasted wonderfully with her skin – dark material on pale flesh. Also like Rose, her dyed-red hair had been gathered in a makeshift bun on the top of her head, showing off miles of ivory neck that just begged to be kissed. She watched as I approached the tub, giving me a small smile that reeked of insecurity.

There was a glaring hole in the hot tub’s seating arrangement – the corner nearest me between Rose and Jess. I approached it, leaning against the wall. “Looks like you guys decided to start a party inside a party.”

“Hell yeah, we did,” Erin said, sitting up in her lounger.

“Mind if I join you?” I asked.

We were kind of counting on it,” Rose said as she patted the tub’s empty corner.

I undressed down to my boxers and climbed in.

“Hi!” the Indian girl on the other side of Rose said, giving me a dazzling smile. “I’m Kelly.”

“Hey, Kelly. It’s good to meet you. I’m–”

“Marcus Upton. Everyone here knows who you are.”

It felt strange that everyone at my party seemed to know who I was, but I didn’t know who they were. In my experience, whenever I had an event like this, only my friends attended, so having to be introduced to people at my own house after attending the same party for hours was something that needed getting used to.

“So,” Rose said before I had a chance to respond, “Now that everyone is here, and we all know each other–”

“We do?” Dillon asked.

“Do you know everyone’s name?” Rose asked.

“Well, yeah, but I know Scarlett Johansen’s name too. Doesn’t mean we know–”

“Dude,” I said. That was all it took to shut him up.

“Thank you, Marcus,” Rose said. “As I was saying, since we’re all here, I thought it’d be fun to play a little game of Truth or Dare.”

“What?” I said, not sounding impressed at all. It might have been a little more fun were it not for the fact that my ex was sitting in the hot tub with us.

Rose glanced at me out of the corner of her eye and smirked. “Oh, what’s the matter, Marcus? Partied out?”

“Isn’t that a little high school for us?”

“No!” Dillon answered. “It sounds very adult, and I’m interested.”

“Now that you got your retirement money, you growing old on us?”

I knew what this would likely devolve into, given the amount of collective alcohol that had been consumed and the fact that I’d had sex with all but one of the women in this tub. Still, Jessica being here was bad enough, but I didn’t particularly want to see Jonah or Dillon getting it on with any of these ladies. It wasn’t that I wasn’t against them fucking them. I noticed how much time Jonah and Honey had spent around each other, and I certainly didn’t have a claim on Rose. I didn’t know Kelly at all. Jessica doing anything with either of them would just be too weird. And Erin… I wasn’t sure I liked the potential possibility of Erin doing anything with them. I’d said as much on our first meeting. However, we weren’t necessarily in a relationship, and we discussed the possibility of revisiting our arrangement if she was ever interested in a relationship. All that aside… I had just never thought about the idea of seeing my friends having sex.

I looked around the tub. “You’re all good with this?”

Dillon had already made his opinion known.

“It’s just a game, Marcus. If anyone gets uncomfortable, we can stop whenever,” Jonah said. Honey grinned and nodded. Kelly simply whooped in acknowledgment.

I eyed Erin, and she met my gaze through half-lidded eyes as she reclined in the hot tub lounger, wearing a slight smirk. I quickly cut my eyes over to Jessica and back to my assistant, a non-verbal way of asking if she’d been responsible for this. I wasn’t sure if Erin understood the question; her smirk deepened, and I detected a subtle nod.

“You good with this?” I asked, looking at Jess.

“If you are,” Jessica said, doing a lousy job of feigning casual coolness when I could tell she was a little on edge.

“Alright,” I said resignedly as I looked back at Rose. “Any rules?”

“Yep,” she said. “The challenger can’t ask the person challenged a direct question about themselves if they pick Truth, and if it’s a dare, they can’t dare them to do something directly to themselves. Like, if you picked dare, I couldn’t dare you to kiss me.”

“That’s a good rule,” Kelly said.

“Aw, really?” Dillon said.

“Yeah, okay.” I nodded.

“Second,” Rose said, “If you refuse to answer a question or do a dare, you have to leave the hot tub. Everyone gets one pass, though. You can use it to either refuse to answer or complete a dare. You also have the option to reflect it back to the challenger. If it’s bounced a second time, it can’t return to the original challenger. It has to be someone else.”

“So,” Jonah said, “if someone dares something and you use your pass to make them do the same dare, they can use their pass to make someone else do it, but it can’t go back to the person who just deflected?”

“Yes,” Rose said.

“Interesting!” Erin said, her eyes suddenly opening all the way. “I like that!”

She would.

“Yeah,” Rose said. “It makes the game fun. If you don’t have a pass, though, you have to do the thing or leave. Third, no question or dare can be used twice.”

Jonah said, “Okay, that’s weird, but yeah… I can see where it’d keep things creative.”

“Right,” Rose said. “And last, if a person has been challenged, they can’t be challenged again until two more people have gone. That’s it! Everyone good?”

There were murmurs and nods around the tub, but no one seemed to have a problem with the rules. I noticed someone with some foresight had placed several drinks on a table along one edge of the hot tub near me, and I grabbed a beer, passing a few around to people who asked. I needed a little more social lubrication if I was going to do this.

“Alright,” Rose said after sipping her fresh beer. “Since girls outnumber the boys, girls get to ask first.”

“What? Why? Since there’s fewer boys shouldn’t they get to ask first?” Dillon asked.

“Nope,” Rose said, looking slightly annoyed at Dillon. “Kelli, since you know Marcus the least, how about you start.”

“Hm,” Kelli said, looking around at the group. “I guess I’ll start with the cute boy on my left. Truth or Dare, cute boy?”

“Truth,” Dillon said.

“Boo!” Honey bellowed and giggled as she leaned back against Jonah.

“No way!” Dillon said. “I’m not breaking the seal!”

“Okay,” Kelli said. “If you could have sex with anyone in the hot tub, who would it be?”

Dillon had just taken a sip of beer and almost spat it out. Alcohol dribbled off his chin, and he swiped it aside. “You’re gonna start off with that?”

“What?” Kelly grinned innocently. “It’s a harmless question.”

“No it’s not! It’ll be weird for whoever I name, and everyone else will be offended!” Dillon said.

“I won’t,” Rose said.

“I would,” Honey quipped.

Dillon sighed. “Fine. I’d sleep with any of you.”

“Boo!” Honey said again.

“You have to name someone!” Kelly said.

“Nope. Your question was, ‘If I could have sex with anyone in the hot tub, who would it be,’ and I gave you an answer.

“Boo!” Honey said again, giggling once more. It was clear the alcohol was getting to her. She’d always come across as a bit cold or reserved, but I enjoyed seeing her new side. Maybe she was just shy.

“In the spirit of the game, I’ll let you win this round,” Kelly said, “but you’re on my shit list, and you’re no longer ‘cute boy.’”

“I’ll be ‘cute boy’ again before we’re done,” Dillon said smugly. “It’s my turn now?”

“Yep,” Rose said.

“Alright. Honey, you’ve been booing me a lot, so I’m coming after you. Truth or Dare?”

“Yay!” Honey said. “Truth!”

“Chicken,” Dillon said. “Okay. What’s your real name?”

“Ah fuck,” Honey said and then sighed. “Fine. Stacy.”

“Stacy?” Dillon asked.

“You ever call me that at work, though, and I’ll throat punch you,” Honey said, jabbing a finger at Dillon. “Anyway, my turn! Erin! Truth or Dare?”

Erin sat up in her seat and bit her lip as she thought about it. I took that moment to glance at Jessica and saw her chewing on the inside of her cheek worriedly. It was so easy to tell that she was anxious about this game, but when she caught me looking at her, she gave me a small smile and a resolute look in her hazel eyes told me she was all in.

“Truth,” Erin said, and I was genuinely surprised. As the resident shit starter, I’d expected her to pick dare. By the look on Rose and Honey’s faces, it was clear that they thought the same thing.

“Okay,” Honey said, and it looked like she needed a second to think of a question. I would have bet dollars to pocket lint that she had a dare lined up and ready to go. “Body count! Let’s have it!”

“Fuck…” Erin said, her tone thoughtful, and I found myself leaning forward a little in my seat in anticipation of the answer. Erin knew about my past sex life, but I hadn’t even thought to ask about hers. As I waited for the number, I felt a slight twisting in my stomach and wasn’t sure I wanted to know the answer.

“Does non-penetration count?”

“Yeah,” Honey said. “Okay then. Well… that brings my count up to… eighteen.”

“Jeez,” Dillon said, clearly taken aback by the number. Honestly, I would have guessed higher, considering how sex-crazed Erin could be.

“Respectable,” Honey said. “How many girls versus boys?”

“Nope!” Erin said, seemingly unphased by Dillon’s apparent disapproval. “That’s a different question, and since it’s answered, that makes it my turn.”

Without even considering her options, Erin looked directly at my ex-girlfriend.

“Truth or Dare?” Erin asked.

Jessica looked around the tub at everyone else there, her eyes settling on me a moment longer. Then she said, “Dare.”

Erin smirked and said, “Wow… our first dare. Exciting…”

My assistant looked at me, and I could tell her dark eyes were full of questions, wondering what I was comfortable with and what I wasn’t. This was my ex, after all. For many, this was hallowed ground.

I nodded, hoping she would understand with such a simple gesture. We’d come to know each other pretty well over the last two weeks, but I wasn’t sure if we understood each other that well. Not yet.

The corner of Erin’s mouth quirked in a small smile, and I sensed a subtle shift in her eyes. Sadness… or pity, maybe? I wasn’t sure, but Erin gave the barest hint of a nod before I could think much more about it.

“Alright,” she said, looking back at Jess. “I dare you make out with Jonah.”

God… trust Erin to kick things from level two to level seven.

“Uh…” Jonah said. “What?”

You could cut the tension in the air with a knife, and I considered calling it right there. The last thing I needed was strife and awkwardness between me and one of my best friends.

“It only has to be for one minute. You’ve got a pass if you want to use it,” Erin said with a shrug.

“You realize that’s Marcus’ ex, right?” Jonah asked.

“You realize that the etymology of the word ‘dare’ comes from old English vernacular meaning ‘to challenge,’ which comes from even older Indo-European roots with an implication to be bold, right?” Erin said without looking away from Jessica.

“What?” Dillon and Kelly said at the same time.

“In the spirit of the word,” Erin continued, “I’m telling her to be fucking bold.”

I watched Erin closely, trying to read her body language and gauge precisely what she was doing. I was almost certain she was responsible for getting Jess in the hot tub with us. What was she trying to do? Make Jess look like a fool? Was Erin jealous of Jessica? Why?

And why had Jessica chosen dare before anyone else? Was she trying to overcompensate because the game was stressing her out?

Jessica looked at me, and it was obvious that she was trying to gauge my reaction to Erin’s dare. I couldn’t give her an answer when I didn’t know myself. I had been in an exclusive, monogamous relationship with this girl for months. Then, I’d been angry and hurt by her over the last few weeks. Seeing her with someone else… I honestly didn’t know how that would make me feel.

“You know the rules,” I said, trying to come off as cool as possible. “If you want to pass, use your pass. Jonah, if you don’t want to, you don’t have to. Erin can choose a different dare, but I’m fine with it if you’re game. Honestly. We’re cool.”

When I looked at Jessica, her eyes held a little sadness, and I gave her a small, pitying smile in return, hoping it got the message across: You aren’t getting help from me.

“I mean, I’m okay with it if you are,” Jonah said.

Jessica visibly swallowed, looked back at Jonah, and said, “Okay.” She slowly stood from her seat and waded over to where Jonah sat with Honey still leaning against him. The dancer watched my ex as she approached, seemingly amused at the awkwardness of the situation. Jonah – eyes wide and visibly shaken by the situation he found himself in – sat still as she approached.

When Jess reached him, she wasted no time lowering her lips to Jonah’s; she had to go the entire way, getting no help from him as she closed in on him. Blocked by her body, I slid down the tub to sit in Jessica’s spot just in time to see her cherry-red lips touch his in a gentle kiss. Jonah glanced at me as their mouths touched, and I gave him a small smile of encouragement as I watched, enraptured by the sight.

Their lips remained closed until Honey reminded them that the dare had been a makeout session. Slowly, Jessica’s lips parted, and I could barely see the tip of her small tongue lap at Jonah’s lips. His parted, and we saw their tongues touch.

My ex lifted one hand as if to place her perfectly manicured fingers on the side of his face but opted to land them on his shoulder as the kiss deepened. Tentative caresses of their lips turned into a more heated makeout session as the pair of them quickly became comfortable with the situation. By the half-minute mark, they had fallen perfectly in sync, tongues moving back and forth between each others’ mouths as lips smacked against each other.

“Fuck,” Honey said. “Can I be next?”

“With which one?” Kelly asked. “They both look like they know what they’re doing.”

“Either?” Honey said.

“That’s about a minute,” Erin finally said.

The kiss lingered for another two seconds, and then Jessica slowly pulled back, opening her eyes to look down at Jonah. I quickly slid back down to my spot as she turned and made her way back to her seat, watching her closely. She kept her eyes downcast as she sat back down, and judging by her body language, she looked embarrassed. She would have been blushing had she not already been exposed to so much heat from the tub.

“Well,” Jonah said. “That was good. Damn, Jessica. You can kiss.”

“Thanks,” Jessica muttered as she brushed a stray lock of red hair behind her ear. She used the opportunity to glance over at me, and our eyes met; hers were full of questions.

Honestly, mine probably were, too. I’d expected more of a jealous response, but as I watched them kiss, I felt… nothing. Oh, there was a slight twinge of something for a moment – a remembrance of good times gone, maybe. However, I didn’t feel a single shred of jealousy. I didn’t feel the burning desire to shove Jonah’s head underwater until the bubbles stopped or a need to banish Jessica from New York like I’d done with Gina. If anything, it had turned me on a little.

It was hard to put my finger on – I wasn’t stimulated by the thought of sharing my woman with another man. It felt more like I was getting horny over the idea of a friend of mine getting what was once mine, but I didn’t want anymore… like he was getting my leftovers.

That was it. The idea of my friend getting what I no longer had a desire for as if he were a dog waiting for table scraps, was fucking insanely hot, and I found my member growing to full hardness just thinking about it.

God, what a dark thought.

“We good?” Jonah asked, looking at me?

“Yeah, man,” I said. “We’re great.” I kept my gaze far away from Jessica.

Instead, I looked at Erin and found her reclining back in the tub’s lounge chair again, watching me closely. There was a mix of understanding in her eyes and… something else I couldn’t quite pick up on. It was strange. I could usually read her like a book, but tonight, she was as mysterious as Helen often felt.

“I guess it’s my turn?” Jessica said.

“You earned it,” Rose said.

“Okay,” my ex said. “You.”

“Ooh!” Rose said. “Okay! Well, since Jessie here has unlocked the door, I’m gonna choose dare.”

“Okay,” Jessica said with a tentative smile. She looked around as if trying to draw inspiration for Rose’s challenge from the pool’s surroundings. “I dare you to strip everything off in front of everyone.”

Rose and Honey both laughed. “Girl,” Rose said as she stood up, “You don’t know what you just asked.”

No longer sitting down, the water came up to her hips, and I got a good look at most of Rose’s body, which I hadn’t seen in about two weeks. She was a dark-skinned woman with a body almost as slender as Erin’s. Years of incredible feats of physical exertion had sculpted her body to near perfection; her wet mahogany skin glistened in the light of nearby pillar lights that illuminated the area. Lean muscle rippled across her back and shoulders. Her arms were slim but corded, and her ass was so firm it looked like it could stop an eighteen-wheeler hitting it at full speed. Her abdominals rippled along her taut belly. Michelangelo would have salivated to capture such physical beauty in stone. While at it, he probably would have been salivating to do other things, too.

“So, just take them off?” Rose asked Jessica.

“Um… yeah?” Jess responded, unsure of what she meant by the question.

“Okay,” Rose said as she crossed her arms and hooked her fingers under the edge of her bra, “but it could have been a lot more interesting.”

With one fluid motion, she pulled her silk bra over her head and threw it over the side of the tub. Then she followed suit with her underwear, holding it up so that it dangled off one delicate finger, grinning amid the ‘whoos!’ from Honey, Kelly, Erin, and Dillon. Jonah was grinning in quiet admiration, and even Jessica couldn’t help but smile at the stripper’s enthusiasm.

For anyone who liked big tits, Rose’s weren’t anything to write home about. In fact, they might have been the smallest tits at the party tonight. In truth, she didn’t need a bra to support her tiny a-cup breasts. Even her areola and nipples were small. Her ass was on the smaller side compared to Honey or Jess. Not that it mattered… Rose was mouth-wateringly gorgeous, and any man would have been lucky to be worn out by a svelte goddess like her.

“Alright,” she said as she sat back down. “I guess it’s my turn. Jonah! Truth or Dare, big man?”

Jonah sat up straight, and Honey adjusted her seat so she was no longer leaning against him. “Truth.”

“Aw,” Rose said with a pout. “Why?”

“To be honest,” he said, “I kind of feel like I’ve already participated in one dare.”

“Aw. That’s fair, but it was good, though, right?” Rose said.

Jonah glanced at Jess and said, “Well, yeah, but that’s not really the point. I’m a little scared of what you’ll dare. Especially seeing as you started this whole thing.”

“Okay then,” Rose said. “Ever had sex with more than one person at once?”

“No,” Jonah said, shaking his head.

“Ooh!” Rose said. “We’ve got a cherry that needs popping!”

Jonah glanced at Honey and said, “Well, I’m open to the idea.”

“We’ll make sure it happens, right, Honey?” Rose asked her fellow dancer.

Honey leaned into Jonah again, stuck out her tongue, and licked at the tip of his nose. “I think we can work something out.”

“Like… a threesome?” Jessica asked. “Between you three?”

“Maybe,” Honey said, looking at Jessica with a shrug. “If Rose is up for it. If not, I’m sure one of our other friends would be up for it.” Then she nudged Jonah. “You’re up.”

“Okay. Marcus. Truth or Dare?”

“Well, I’m not gonna take the pussy’s way out,” I said. “Dare.”

“Alright,” Jonah said. “Since you’ve been super cool tonight, I’m gonna give you something you like. Pick anyone you want in the tub. They have to sit in your lap until either of you gets called on.”

Murmurs of appreciation went around as I contemplated my choices and concluded that the naked girl sitting next to me was my best option. Rose looked amazing, and as a bonus, she was already completely naked. The thought of her naked back pressed against my chest, and her pussy lips just within reach made my dick throb. “Rose.”

“Fucking lucky asshole,” Dillon muttered as he grinned at me.

Rose beamed at me, spun, and straddled my lap, facing me. She draped her arms over my shoulders and wrapped them around my neck, scrunching her Nubian nose as she pressed it to mine and gave me an Eskimo kiss. “Aww… he likes me!”

“Hey!” Kelly said. “No shenanigans before they’re dared!’

“Says who?” Erin laughed.

Rose looked at Kelly, pressing her small chest into mine as she said, “Yeah… says who?”

“What’s the point of the game if everyone just decides to let it devolve into hot, sweaty sex?” Kelly said. “Show at least a little restraint!”

“Fine,” Rose said. She looked at me again and whispered, “Like I said earlier, I’m getting that dick back in me tonight.” Then she pecked me on the lips and spun in my lap with all the grace of an exotic dancer and – still straddling me – leaned back against my chest. She raised both her arms and reached around so that her fingers could lazily play with the hair on the back of my head as she gave me a fantastic view of her small breasts and abdomen. Her tight ass ground against my crotch, and I groaned.

I glanced at Jess and could easily read the disappointment and jealousy in her eyes just before she looked away. Then I glanced at Erin and saw her watching my ex, her dark eyes shining as a small smile played about her lips. I wondered once more what was going through my assistant’s head.

“You’re up, Marcus!” Honey said.

“Oh! Fuck!” I said, distracted by Rose’s cheek pressed against mine. She gave her ass another grind against my crotch, and I reacted by wrapping my arms around her midsection and pulling her back against me. “Um… I don’t think Kelly’s gone yet, has she?”

“No, she hasn’t,” Kelly said.

“Truth or Dare?”

“Normally, I’d go with dare, but let’s see if you can come up with a creative Truth for me?” she said, leaning forward and resting her chin in one palm.

“Truth, huh?” I said.

Rose was still distracting me with her dancer’s wiles. I could feel one hand sliding up and down my leg as she still simulated riding me. Her smooth back was pressed firmly against my chest, and she tilted her head to the side so that the corner of her mouth brushed against mine as she nuzzled her cheek against mine. It was all I could do to not turn my head to the side and bury my face in her skin. Instead, I decided to play her game; I let one of my arms fall lower, resting my hand on her upper thigh so my fingers lay just a couple of inches shy of her dark pussy lips. A small hum of pleasure vibrated from her as my fingertips made small circles just inside her inner thigh.

“Rank the people you’re most likely to sleep with from greatest to least.”

“Broooo!” Dillon said. Jonah, Honey, and Erin laughed and sat straighter in their seats.

“Oh fuck,” Rose said. “That’s a good one.”

Even Jessica let out a low curse of surprise.

Kelly looked shocked but in an amused way. “Why would you ask me something like that? It’s so mean!”

“What did a wise woman once say?” I asked. “Be fucking bold.”

“Eeeey!” Erin said and held up some sort of fruity cocktail in a toast before she took a sip. I grabbed my beer and mirrored her as we exchanged grins.

“Okay,” Kelly said, gazing at us with her dark eyes. I could tell she was really into this, taking several long moments to consider it. Rose made a show of undulating her hips against me; her entire torso rolled almost like she was part snake. The Indian woman eyed her for a moment, chewing on her bottom lip as her eyes obviously traveled up and down Rose’s mocha skin. Even Jess was leaning forward, showing off generous cleavage as her pillow breasts threatened to spill out of her flimsy bra.

“From most likely to least likely,” she said, pointing at each of us as she ticked off each name, “Rose–”

“Fuck, yes!” Rose said under her breath.

“Dillon, Marcus, Erin, Honey, Jessica, and Jonah.”

Oohs and ahs broke out all around, and Jonah put on an expression of exaggerated disappointment.

“Girrrrrrrl,” Honey said, “Dillon comes in second and Jonah’s last? You need to get your head checked.”

“Hey!” Dillon said, shooting Honey a dirty look, “You should be so lucky! I’m great in bed!”

“I can’t help it,” Kelly said, reaching out and playfully running her fingers through Dillon’s shaggy hair. “It was a close call between Marcus and Dillon. Marcus is pretty and loaded, but I like my men a little goofy… and Dillon’s a good-looking guy! Like, don’t get me wrong. I wouldn’t kick any of you out of bed, but if I had to choose, that’s the list.”

“I’m just glad I wasn’t last,” Jessica said with a titter.

“Oh baby,” Kelly said. Don’t sell yourself short. With that skin and that rack, you’re fucking gorgeous, and don’t let anyone make you think differently!”

Jessica leaned against the back of the tub, wearing a face-splitting grin.

“God! And dimples like that? I could just eat them up,” Kelly said.

Jessica looked embarrassed at the barrage of compliments, but I’d also been with her long enough to identify the unmistakable signs of arousal as she looked away from Kelly. She had this habit of running her fingers up her neck from hollow to chin and back down whenever she was getting turned on, and she was doing that now. I absentmindedly let my fingers wander higher, up Rose’s leg, until I felt the tips brush her mons. The dancer tensed in my arms and pressed her cheek even harder against mine, turning her head a little more so that her mouth was half on mine as she let out a faint whimper. Truth or Dare was often used to initiate sexual situations, and it was clear that Rose was interested in getting rid of the pretext of playing a game as quickly as possible.

“Erin!” Kelli said. “Truth or Dare!?”

“Oh, you know what I’m gonna say,” Erin said. “Dare!”

“Oh good!” Kelly said, clapping her hands. “I dare you to give this cutie,” she tapped Dillon on the top of the head, “a nude lap dance.”

Erin cocked a brow at Kelly. “Aren’t you basically asking for two dares in one? I can’t necessarily give him a nude lap dance if I’m wearing clothes.”

“I don’t think so,” Kelly said. “A nude lap dance is a single action. It’s not, like, my fault if you have to do some extra work to get there.”

“I don’t see the issue,” Dillon said.

“You wouldn’t,” Jonah shot back dryly.

Erin took a long sip of her drink, and as she did so, she gave me a long look over the rim of her glass; her dark eyes held a single question: Are you okay with this?

My initial instinct was to shake my head no. I’d made it clear that I wasn’t interested in sharing her with anyone else, but something stopped me. Would Erin go through with it if I gave her the impression I was okay with it? Was she actually interested in fooling around with another man? When I made the stipulation, she said it was disappointing. Just how much was I restricting her? I could sleep around all I fucking wanted, evidenced by the slender black woman grinding her firm ass in my lap. Erin was limited to me and women, and she was the only one I’d made that formal deal with. Did she ever regret it?

I didn’t respond to the question, and Erin’s sip went on for a moment longer before she finally put the drink down, licked her lips, and said, “Who am I to punish a little creativity in Truth or Dare? I’ll do it.”

“Great! I’ll get the song ready,” Kelly said, bending over the hot tub’s edge to retrieve her phone. Erin cast me one more glance and then moved in front of Dillon and watched as Kelly queued up a song.

The song had a slow, melodious beat to which Erin immediately began swaying her trim hips. Her back was to me, so I couldn’t see her face, but Dillon sat there in front of her with an enraptured expression. Having been on the receiving end of Erin’s teasing, I couldn’t really blame him.

The music reminded me of that evening a handful of weeks ago, when Erin followed me back to my hotel room and gave me a lapdance. It had the same sort of beat—slow and seductive… perfect for a lap dance, but this one had a man instead of a woman singing.

Erin raised a slender leg out of the water as her hands traveled up her body; she placed it on the edge of the submerged seat Dillon sat on, water streaming down the gentle contours of her lean thigh. Her hips swung wildly in time with a particularly harsh beat, and then repeated the motion – her arms were now over her head, hands weaving across each other in a mesmerizing, serpentine fashion. Her bronze skin clashed wonderfully with the pale pink bra and panty set she wore, and I had to wonder why the ladies even bothered wearing underwear in the tub when it was so transparent.

Suddenly, her petite frame lept out of the water as she jumped and placed the foot of her other leg on the ledge. Water splashed everywhere, reflecting the light from the lanterns and creating a lovely little illuminatory effect as droplets sprayed in all directions. Out of reflex, Dillon placed his hands on her calves as he peered between her thighs at the rest of us.

Swaying to the music, Erin lowered herself, bending her knees slowly until she finally rested on them, straddling my friend’s lap. Her willowy arms followed a moment later, dropping to her chest as she mirrored Rose’s move from earlier, grabbing the bar at the bottom and drawing it over her chest and head. She only did it much slower than Rose and with purposeful grace. Erin wasn’t on the same level as Rose, Natashya, and Honey, but she was still insanely good for an amateur.

Dillon’s eyes grew wide at what I could only imagine was the magnificent sight of Erin’s firm, gravity-defying tits, and he licked his lips as his eyes fixed on them. He didn’t get a chance to stare for long, though. With bra still in hand, Erin snapped it out like a whip, and the free end of it wrapped around Dillon’s neck once before she caught that end in her free hand. Using the lingerie as an anchor, Erin leaned backward and away from Dillon.

“Oh shit,” Dillon muttered as he quickly reached behind him to hold onto the edge of the tub, bracing himself as he was used as a makeshift anchor for my assistant’s antics.

The ends of Erin’s damp silver hair dipped into the tub’s water as she arched her back as far as possible until she was almost parallel with the warm, bubbly surface. The muscles in her arms and shoulders were tense. Her breasts stood high in the air, and her dusky nipples were stiff.

She looked directly at me. Our eyes met, and we held gazes for a long moment. What I saw in her eyes chilled my blood – lust. Unmistakable arousal was written all over her face, and the only question on my mind was what was causing it. Was she as attracted to Dillon as Kelly had been? Was I keeping Erin on too tight a leash by not allowing her a little more freedom to explore with other men? The idea of doing that, though… for the first time, I questioned whether or not I’d miscalculated with my assistant.

Everyone else in the tub was utterly enraptured by the performance. Rose’s teasing movements had ceased, Honey had leaned into Jonah, and both were watching Erin intently. Kelly looked like she wanted to eat both of them for dinner. Even Jessica was enraptured by the sight of Erin. My Erin. My sexy, petite troublemaker.

Then Erin lifted herself back upright, holding my gaze for a moment longer before looking away as she brought her head back up and stared back down at her current ‘customer.’ I couldn’t see Erin’s face anymore, but I could still see enough. She placed a hand on either side of Dillon’s face and moved down, looking like she was going to kiss him. Her slender fingers slid down Dillon’s face, then his neck, and to his chest, rubbing his chest as she began to writhe back and forth across his lap, her chest following in its wake to brush her tits across his chest and bring her face enticingly close to his.

Rose, cheek still pressed against mine, audibly gasped, and I suddenly realized that as I watched Erin, my fingers, resting on her mons, had attempted to clench together. It had resulted in two of my curled fingers having buried themselves inside the dancer’s pussy. I started to pull them free, but her thighs clamped down on my hand.

She brought her plush lips to my ear and breathed, “Don’t you dare stop.”

I complied, and she opened her legs for me, allowing me to slide my fingers back into her pussy. She hummed and pressed her ass back against me as I worked my middle and index finger in and out of her.

My mind was barely on the woman in my lap; I was too focused on my assistant as she writhed in Dillon’s lap. She stretched one leg out to the side and swung it up, rolling over so that she now sat on his legs but faced the rest of the tub occupants. Her eyes immediately tracked to mine, that mysterious expression written all over her face as she leaned back against Dillon. He was too busy looking down at her chest to notice anyone else – Erin’s breasts were high and proud as she thrust her torso out, rolling it back and forth almost as if influenced by one of the tub’s jets.

Erin lifted one arm and wrapped it around Dillon’s head as she leaned her own back, similar to how Rose was lying on me. Her cheek pressed to Dillon’s as she slid the hand across the back of his head and down his jaw. The other hand was beneath the water as she moved to the music, and as her fingertips brushed Dillon’s cheek, her other hand emerged from the water, clutching her underwear.

My fingers began moving faster in and out of Rose’s cunt, and my hips ground back against Rose as we basically dry-humped each other. I knew it was hypocritical of me to have a problem with Erin being in Dillon’s lap when I had a smoking hot stripper sitting in mine while I fingered her. That didn’t change the fact that I had a problem with it, though. I had grown accustomed to having Erin at my beck and call… to be there for me when I needed anything. She had been mine, and now she was sitting on the lap of another man, her cheek pressed to his… her naked ass grinding against him. I didn’t want her there anymore – especially when she turned her head to the side so that her lips brushed his cheek before going to his ear.

What was she saying to him? What was she telling him? Or… what was she doing to him? My imagination ran wild – Erin’s lips softly pressed to Dillon’s ear, suckling gently on the cartilage. Dillon could probably hear her ragged breathing making him harder than he probably already was. How could he not? Erin was a goddess.

“You like her, don’t you?” Rose whispered, her breath coming in quick, shallow bursts as she gyrated against my hand.

“What?” I growled.

“I can literally feel how frustrated you are by how hard you’re fingerbanging me. If I didn’t like it rough, your fingers wouldn’t still be in me.”

“Sorry,” I said, backing off a little on the fingering.

“It’s okay, baby,” Rose said. She pressed her lips to my ear in a soft kiss. “I said I liked it.” At the same time, I felt a hand on my abdomen as she arched her back a little to make room for it. She slid it down past the waistline of my boxers, and I shivered as I felt her delicate fingers come in contact with the tip of my cock. She ran a single digit across the surface of the mushroom head; I felt it easily glide across my sensitive skin – evidence of precum despite being submerged in water.

“Fuck. You’re hard,” she whispered and nuzzled into the side of my neck, sending another round of shivers up my spine. “Jealousy will do that.”

“I’m not jealous,” I said quietly.

“Really?” Rose asked. “You like watching Dillon pawing at your woman?”

“No.” My quick reply was immediate and reactionary.

“You’re jealous. It’s okay, baby. Everyone can see it. Look to your right.”

I did as I was told and caught Jessica looking at me. She immediately diverted her gaze back to the dancing woman, but the slight frown made it perfectly clear that she didn’t like what she’d seen on my face. It was probably just the fact that Rose and I were simulating sex mere feet from her.

She wasn’t the only one watching me, though. So was Honey, and unlike Jessica, when I caught her looking, she didn’t look away. She gave me a small smile that almost looked pitying, and when I furrowed my brow at her, she glanced at Erin and then back to me.

“Anyone with half a brain can see it, Marcus,” Rose said, kissing the side of my neck. She fished my cock out of my boxers and wrapped her fingers around its girth, simply holding it in her hand as she humped herself against my fingers.

I looked back at Erin and found her watching me again as she lay her head back on Dillon’s shoulder. The tip of her tongue rested between her lips, her chest rose and fell in quick, shallow breaths, and she stared at me with burning eyes consumed by lust. One hand had slipped between her legs, and she was drawing the tips of her fingers through her shaven petals as they glistened in the lamplight.

Ten seconds later, the song was over, and Erin stood up, turned to face Dillon in all her naked glory, and bowed. Everyone around the tub clapped. Except for Rose and me – our hands were somewhat preoccupied.

“Dillon,” Erin said. “Truth or Dare?”

“Fuck,” Dillon said, looking up at Erin like he was in love. It took him a moment to respond. Finally, he said, “I’m too afraid to pick dare right now. I’m gonna go with Truth.”

“That’s fine,” Erin said, grinning her Cheshire grin. “Did you cum in your boxers just now?”

“Uh…” Dillon said.

“Sounds like a yes to me,” Jonah said with a chuckle.

“Oh! Ew!” Honey said. “Not in the hot tub!”

A few chuckles went up around the tub as people lightly razzed Dillon for nutting while getting a lap dance. Dillon took it all good-naturedly, but I could tell he was a little embarrassed. I might have felt sorry for him if it hadn’t been for the fact that he’d had his hands on Erin just a few minutes ago. I loved the guy, but Rose was right… I felt territorial over Erin, even if it was just a lap dance.

“Think that’s gross?” Dillon asked. “Stacy! Truth or Dare?”

Honey smirked at Dillon, gave him the middle finger, and said, “Think I’m gonna pick Truth? Dare, motherfucker! Do your worst!”

“Well, since you like cum in the tub so much, jack off Jonah till he nuts in the water,” Dillon said, smiling at Honey as if he just got one up on her.

“Aw,” Honey said, her voice sounding sickly sweet as her face softened. “That sounds like a nice one!” Then she sneered. “Think I’ll bounce that dare right back to you, though.”

A surprised silence fell over the hot tub until all that could be heard was the bubbles as everyone glanced around at each other. By this time, Rose had worked her hips up just enough to tuck my exposed cock between her legs so she could massage the length of my cock back and forth between her dark pussy lips. She had leaned forward and arched her back as her hips rolled lazily back and forth over my member while my fingertips lazily explored the muscled contours of her back.

Dillon’s face fell. “What? Why? I thought you liked Jonah!”

“I do!” Honey said. “I’ll give him a handjob later. Right now, I wanna see you give him a hand job.”

“Fuck no! I’m using my pass! You do it!”

“Can’t bounce it back to someone who bounced it to you,” Jessica said and laughed. She’d always been a rules lawyer.

“Fine,” Dillon said. “You can do it.”

“What?” Jessica said, her laughter dying. “Oh…”

“Oh shit!” Kelly giggled.

“What’s it gonna be?” Rose asked Jess.

Jessica looked at me, but I did my best to still my face, trying hard to give her no sign of whether I was okay with it as I said, “You’re choice, Jess.”

“I think I’ll pass,” Jessica said.

“What the fuck is this?” Jonah asked, feigning hurt. “My dick doesn’t bite or anything!”

“Aw… poor baby. Want me to kiss it and make it all better?” Honey asked, giving him a smile that showed off her world-class dimples.

“Nah! Fuck that. You passed on the chance,” Jonah said, splashing her with a bit of water.

Honey blocked the spray and giggled, “It’s a handjob, stupid. I’m offering you something better.”

“Rose,” Jess said.

Rose smiled and stood up and said, “Fine by me. I haven’t given a handy since high school, so I might be a little rusty, but I think I can manage.” My cock suddenly felt much more lonely now that it had left the trench of her cunt, but she made up for it by turning around, bending over me, and planting her pillowy lips on mine for a lingering kiss. Jonah wolf-whistled, and Kelly let out a whoop as she leaned forward and slapped Rose on the ass. Rose laughed into my mouth and tumbled into my arms as she playfully bit on my chest – she seemed very under the influence of alcohol.

Once settled down, she got off my lap and headed toward Jonah. “Honey! Switch with me! I’m gonna please your man!”

“Give him what he deserves, baby,” Honey said as she stood up. Her massive tits hung precariously within the confines of her transparent bra as she adjusted her underwear. She stopped Rose and pulled her fellow dancer toward her for a brief make-out session before letting her go. Honey took her seat beside me as Rose settled beside Jonah and reached between his legs under the water for what I assumed was his cock.

Honey grabbed my arm, wrapped it around her shoulder, and leaned against me. “Hey, Jessica. Truth or Dare?”

Jessica hesitated for a long moment before saying, “Truth.”

“Hm,” Honey said, clearly disappointed. She raised her head so that her lips were next to my ear, “How mean should I be?”

“Why? Do you have it in for her?”

“She broke up with you, didn’t she?” Honey asked.

I snorted and whispered, “I appreciate it, but you don’t have to do that.”

She pressed her lips to my cheek in a warm kiss and said, “You’re too sweet.”

“Okay, Jess,” she said, looking around me at my ex. “Would you ever consider an open relationship?”

Every eyeball in the tub focused on Jess as she sat there, sinking into the water like a frightened deer.

“I said you didn’t have to be mean,” I muttered.

“That wasn’t the mean option,” Honey chuckled.

“I…” She had sunk into the water up to her chin and looked up at me to gauge my reaction as she spoke. Once again, I wasn’t going to give her anything. “I’ve never done it before. I would consider it.”

“I recommend it,” Honey said in response, snuggling beside me, laying her head back on my shoulder, and shutting her eyes. “You’re up.”

Jessica didn’t respond at first. She simply sat in the water, almost entirely submerged, looking up at me with those pretty hazel eyes of hers, and I could practically read the message in them: I would if it meant having you again.

I swallowed, remembering that Danni had said similar things when we’d first discussed the possibility of a relationship.

“Erin,” Jessica finally said, gazing at my assistant.

“Dare,” Erin said, taking another sip of her drink and sitting it down.

“I dare you to give Dillon a blowjob,” Jessica said.

“Hm. Pass,” Erin said. “You do it.”

Jessica balked at Erin. “What?”

“I pass,” Erin said as a slow smile spread across her lips.

“I…”

“You can bail if you want,” Erin said, “but that means you’re out of the tub.”

Jessica looked at me expectantly, and I almost felt sorry for her. Almost. I had to wonder what the hell she’d been playing at, daring Erin to blow my friend after she’d obviously seen how it bothered me. Did she really think daring Erin to blow Dillon would win her points with me?

I shrugged in response. “Sorry, Jess. Them’s the rules.”

“You’re really okay with this?” Jessica said with a pained expression.

“Doesn’t matter what I think,” I said.

Kelly was in her corner, watching the whole thing like she wanted a bucket of popcorn. Honey feigned disinterest, but I felt her hand grab hold of my dick and give it a firm squeeze, and I got the sense that it was a sign of approval from her. Her thumb ran over the piss slit. Already painfully erect, a small groan escaped my throat just loud enough for her to hear. One corner of her mouth quirked in a ghost of a smile.

Jonah and Rose were staring as well, though I could tell by the look on my pal’s face that Rose was still manipulating his cock. I could tell by how Dillon was rocking side-to-side in the water that he was already shucking his underwear.

Jessica’s concerned expression hardened, and she swallowed whatever betrayal she felt. “Fine,” she said and strode over to Dillon.

“You’re cool with me sitting up here, right?” Dillon asked.

“Yeah, dude,” Erin said. “You can’t expect her to blow you in the water. She’s not a mermaid.”

“Cool,” Dillon said as he hopped up on the side of the tub.

“Holy shit!” Kelly said, her eyes wide. I followed her gaze to see Dillon sporting a massive erection. I’d never had reason to see his dick before, but it was impressive, and if I had actually felt the desire to get close enough to measure it, it might have beat mine by roughly an inch, give or take. I wasn’t exactly a slouch, but Dillon clearly had me beat. Judging by the look on Jonah’s face, Dillon had him beat as well.

Jessica slowed down a step, her eyes fixed on the cock. She looked back at me, giving me an ‘Are you sure you’re okay with this’ look. I simply shrugged and gave her an ‘It’s your call’ look. We stared at each other a beat longer, and then she closed the distance between her and Dillon, dropped to her knees, and reached out to wrap her hand around its base.

Erin glanced at it and appeared unimpressed. Then she turned and made her way toward Honey and me. “Hey, Kelly,” she said. “Truth or Dare.”

“Uh,” Kelly said, her eyes still glued to Dillon’s third leg. “Dare.”

“Go help Jessica give Dillon a good time,” Erin said.

“Oh, hell yes!” Kelly said, getting up from her seat.

With Jessica and Kelly occupied with Dillon, and Jonah being pleasured by Rose, a naked Erin approached, lifting a slender leg to straddle me as she lowered her naked ass on my equally nude groin. She slipped her arms around my neck and drew herself close enough to me that I could feel her firm breasts crushed against my chest. “Hello, sir,” she said, giving me her patented Erin-like grin. “It would seem almost everyone is occupied.

I glanced over her shoulder and saw that Rose had encouraged Jonah to sit on the edge of the tub the same way Dillon had, and she was just starting to suck his cock. I was fond of Rose, so when I saw the slender ebony dancer eating my friend’s dick, there was a slight twinge of jealousy. Still… it was nothing like when Erin gave Dillon a lap dance. I could obviously deal with Rose or Honey fucking others, but they were obviously not as close to me as Erin.

“For a second, I thought you were going to take her up on it,” I said, referring to Jessica’s dare.

Her gaze dropped to my lips as she caught one side of her own between her teeth. Then she looked back into my eyes and said, “I’m pretty sure she did too.”

“You looked like you wanted to,” I admitted.

“How else would I have gotten her to make that dare?”

And then it all fell into place in my head. She’d put on a hell of a show of being tempted to convince Jess that she’d leap at the first chance to do anything with Dillon to bait my ex into making that dare, so it would backfire.

“You weren’t into him at all?” I asked.

“Nah,” Erin said. “He’s cute enough and packing some pretty impressive equipment, but we have an arrangement, and I really enjoy it.”

We both looked back at Jessica; her head was bobbing up and down on Dillon’s dick while Kelly had her beautiful lips on Dillon’s balls. “How do you feel about seeing her with another guy?”

I’d felt a shadow of jealousy’s cousin at seeing Jessica with another man, and even that was fading. I wasn’t sure what was in store for me and my ex, but one thing was for sure… it wasn’t what we once had. “I don’t really feel much of anything,” I said.

Erin looked back at me and said, “Then you have your answer.”

“Answer?” I asked.

“On whether to start dating her again.”

“How did you know I was thinking about it?” I asked.

Erin lifted her hips, reached down to grab my cock in one of her dainty hands, and guided it to her waiting pussy. It was even tighter than usual, thanks to the water washing away most of the juices that kept Erin’s slit wet most of the time, but she persisted in dropping herself on me, slipping my cock inside of her.

“Because I know you, Marcus,” she said, her mischievous smile melting into something more genuine. Her eyes shined as she pressed her forehead against mine, bottoming out on my dick. I kept her like that for a beat, just soaking her up as she gave me that sweet smile.

Then, the moment passed when she said, “Besides, she didn’t run out crying, so I assumed you gave her some hope.”

I snorted. “You really do know me.”

“It’s my job,” Erin said as she reached over and grabbed a tuft of Honey’s blonde hair. The dancer had stayed snuggled against me but had practically ignored everything that had happened since asking Jessica about polyamory. She opened her striking blue eyes and blinked at my assistant as Erin pulled her head off my shoulder.

“Hey,” Erin said, lowering her face close to Honey’s. “You can relax later. I’m horny.”

While slowly rocking her hips back and forth as she started fucking me, my assistant pressed her lips to the buxom dancer, and I watched as the two of them began making out in earnest, tongues on full display as they sought each other and began to wrestle. I lowered my lips to Erin’s neck and began tracing them over her smooth, damp skin as my hands wandered over the subtle contours of her back.

And in the early hours of Saturday morning, the cries of men and women rang through the air as women pleasured men and, in turn, were pleasured. It was much better than how I’d spent my last Friday night.

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A Thousand and One Nights give you a lot of chances to get into trouble.

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The girls abused her a lot, to the late evening, and then fell asleep. When Lilly went down stairs to the kitchen, she heard Spike come into the kitchen through the back door. He came to her and sniffed her crotch.

— “Stop it, Spike.” — said Lilly, but she didn’t push him off — “The girls are sleeping upstairs.”

But Spike didn’t stop. He licked her pussy, and then placed his paw on her ass. Lilly knew what it meant. He wanted her to get on all fours for him. She hesitated. Spike looked at her, bared his teeth and growled.

— “OK. But let’s be quiet.” — she said and went on all fours, taking her dress off.

Spike licked her pussy, making her moan. All her hesitation disappeared, and he even felt bad for not complying with her orders immediately. She wiggled her ass invitingly. But Spike didn’t mount her yet.

— “Please Spike. You want me to beg you?”

That was kind of a obvious questions. Men, human or animal, liked to be begged.

— “Please, Spike. Fuck me. Fuck my pussy. Fuck my ass. Do whatever you want with me. I’m yours to use.” — she said pushing her ass into his nose.

After some pretended hesitation, Spike finally mounted her, and she directed his dick into her eager pussy. As he started to fuck her, she backed up her body on his dick, groaning.

Finally when they knotted, Lilly panted supported on her elbows, with a big knot stuck in her pussy. While she was staring at the floor, suddenly she saw two bare feet in slippers in front of her.

Terror struck her and she lifted her head. It was Amy.

— “I see you’re enjoying yourself.”

— “I …”

— “Went out for a midnight snack?”

— “Yes, I …”

— “Or a midnight fuck.”

— “Amy, I …”

— “Didn’t you have enough of sex for one day?”

— “Yes, but Spike …”

— “Don’t tell me he wanted some pussy, and you just had to obey.”

— “I …” — stuttered Lilly — “I …” — she hung her head in shame.

Amy knelt in front of her and patted her head.

— “Don’t worry, little one.” — she said in a soft voice — “It’s not like a don’t know you are a total slut.”

— “Yes, but this …”

— “This is bestiality. It’s kind of sick.”

— “Amy …”

— “But it was a nice show.”

— “You mean …”

— “Yes. I saw it all. From the moment he came here.” — she said smiling — “And apparently he just ordered you to give him some pussy.”

— “Yes.” — said Lilly turning even more red — “Remember my orders? I cannot reject any man. And it includes dogs. And he knows it.”

— “I remember your tattoo, but I thought it’s just a figure of speech.”

— “Nice figure of speech. Your English teacher would be proud.”

They both laughed. Suddenly Spike pulled and his dick popped out of Lilly’s pussy with a loud plop. A stream of cum burst from her hole onto the ground.

— “You would probably not want me to call the girls down to see you?” — said Amy, with an evil grid.

— “You wouldn’t.” — said Lilly, genuinely terrified.

— “No. But I can surely threaten you.” — said Amy.

— “Please. Please, my queen. Please don’t call your friends down.” — said Lilly on her knees. — “What can I do for you, miss? I’ll do anything.”

— “I don’t think you would do anything.” — said Amy standing up and looking down at her — “I think I’ll better call them to see this for themselves.”

— “Please, no.” — said Lilly kissing her feet — “I’ll do anything.”

— “OK.” — said Amy. — “Prove it.” — she smiled — “Lick all the cum from the floor.”

— “Please Amy, don’t make me. It’s disgusting.” — said Amy playing into her role.

— “Lick it all. Or I’ll call them now.” — said Amy with a stern voice — “I guess Spike would gladly have another go with an audience.”

Lilly hanged her head in defeat. She turned around, and started to lick the dog’s cum from the floor, sticking her ass out, and wiggling it.

— “You are a total slut.”

— “Thank you, miss.” — said Lilly.

In the morning

In the morning, Lilly prepared a delicious breakfast for the girls and after serving them, spent the whole time as they ate, under the table licking their pussies, and getting small scraps off of their plates. Finally after they finished, the girls gathered their things and made for the exit.

— “Go without me, I have one thing I would want to talk with Lilly about.” — said Amy.

— “Yeah, ‘talk’, right.” — joked Grace.

— “No problem.” — said Tracy smiling — “See you at school.”

As the girls were leaving and Lilly was preparing to close the door behind them, Grace turned around to her, looked in her eyes, and smiled warmly.

— “Thank you.” — she said — “It was a great sleepover.”

— “I’m happy you likes it, Ma’am.” — said Lilly blushing — “It was an honour to serve you.”

— “You’re one weird girl.”

— “Yes, Ma’am.” — said Lilly dropping her head — “Thank you, Ma’am.”

After closing the door, she rushed back to Amy, who was sitting in the couch. Taking a small box out of a paper bag, she went to her and knelt on the floor.

— “Here you are.” — she said giving Amy the box.

Amy was deep in her thoughts as she looked at the box.

— “Again with the presents, Lilly.” — she said in a melancholic, nearly sad voice — “I told you …”

— “I like giving you presents.” — said Lilly kneeling by her legs like a eager dog.

Amy looked at her, with a worry in her eyes.

— “Lilly.” — she said — “I’m sorry. It was a bad idea.”

— “What? Why? I think you had a good time.” — said Lilly with a smile — “And the girls also.”

— “Yeah. But I should have not done that without asking. I mean inviting them.” — she said with a sad tone — “And yesterday night … I should have not spied on you. And order you to …”

— “You worry too much.” — said Lilly, taking Amy’s hands — “You said it to me once, and you were right.” — she smiled — “When you caught me with Spike? It was perfect. I loved it. And I hope it was fun for you too.”

— “It kind of was …”

— “See?”

— “But …”

— “I can see that you have doubts.”

— “I mean …” — Amy started to say — “Can I really make you do anything?”

— “Yes.” — said Lilly — “I’m ordered to obey you. I will do anything for you.”

— “I …”

— “I *want* to do anything for you.” — Lilly stressed.

— “I mean …”

— “Do you have anything specific in mind?” — said Lilly smiling.

But Amy could not manage to say anything. Lilly looked at her, and thought for a second.

— “I think our friendship is stopping you from expressing what you’d want.” — she said — “Let me assure you, there is nothing more important for me than our friendship. And nothing you’ll say or order me to do, will change that. Nothing.”

— “But …” — said Amy — “I don’t want to make you anything you don’t want to do.”

— “Amy.” — said Lilly looking in her eyes — “If you open the box, you’ll know how silly it is what you said.”

Amy looked at her, blinking her eyes, as if she did not believe she was seeing her, and then looked at the box. She undid the ribbon and opened it revealing a shiny metal dog tag. Amy looked again at Lilly puzzled.

Lilly smiled and went on all fours to her backpack. She pulled out her collar and took it between her teeth. She then brought it back, and dropped it in Amy’s lap. As she lifted her hair, Amy took the collar and placed it around Lilly’s neck.

She inspected the dog tags hanging by it. And then looked at the dog tag in her box. Lilly strained her head suggestively to show she wants Amy to attach the new tag.

— “DOG SLUT, huh?” — read Amy — “Property of RHM”

Lilly went back on her knees, lifting her hands in a begging gesture, she opened her mouth sticking out her tongue and started to pant like an excited dog.

— “Bark.”

Amy smiled. She lifted the dog tag from the box.

— “And you want to be my doggy?” — she asked.

Lilly jumped from excitement, and barked again. Amy lifted the tag above Lilly’s face and played a bit around with it, making Lilly beg more. Finally she attached it to Lilly’s collar. It said “Amy’s obedient dog”.

— “You’ll do whatever I tell you?”

— “Of course. But on one condition.”

— “Condition, huh?” — said Amy, much more sure of herself now — “And that condition is?”

— “That you will never be afraid to ask me anything. Order me anything.”

— “Really?”

— “Yes. I want to know what you really want. Deep down.” — said Lilly — “Even if it’s disgusting, or painful, or you think I’ll hate it.”

Amy smiled she got up, took Spike’s leash, which was hanging on a peg, and attached it to Lilly’s collar.

— “What would you want me to do, …” — said Lilly — “… Ma’am?”

Amy looked at her for a minute.

— “I …” — she said — “I would want to see you …” — she struggled — “I would want to see you suck off the dog. Spike I mean.”

Lilly smiled.

— “Of course, miss.” — said Lilly, going on all fours, and letting Amy lead her

When they went into the garden, Spike lifted his head from the ground, where he was laying.

— “Miss …” — Lilly started to say.

— “I wont force you, if you don’t want to.” — said Amy, still defensive about her idea.

— “No, miss. It’s only …” — she said — “Normally, I don’t suck Spike off, but rather he fucks my mouth.”

— “Oh.” — said Amy — “I see.”

— “If you want, miss, I’ll suck him. I just wanted you to know.” — said Lilly.

— “No. It’s even better. I want to see how he fucks you.” — she smiled — “In fact, could I tie you to a chair? So you would not have any say about it.”

— “You don’t have to ask, Ma’am.” — said Lilly smiling — “‘Obedient dog’, remember?”

Lilly walked towards Spike.

— “Kiss him first.” — said Amy, and Lilly kissed him on the snout — “Properly, girl. Show him you want him. Show him how much you want him.”

Lilly, started to kiss more, until the dog opened his mouth, and started to lick her face. She then opened her mouth wide, and accepted his wet rough tongue into her mouth. She started to moan a bit, as their french kiss continued, and she felt her pussy moisten.

— “Good.” — said Amy — “Now beg him to come and use you.”

Lilly quickly turned around and stuck her ass into his face. As he stole a lick or two, she moved forward, and stuck it out again. Spike rose from his spot, and went to sniff and lick her wet pussy. Lilly allowed him to lick as much as he wanted, and then moved a bit forward, making a whining voice to indicate begging. Soon Spike was following her, as Amy was leading her on the leash.

In the living room, Amy placed Lilly on a stool and tied her down to it. Making her only-just-forming tits, hang on one side, and her legs on the other. Her tummy was pushed tightly against the stool, and her hands were tied behind her back. She had to strain her neck, to lift her face.

Amy directed Spike in front of her by his collar, and then made him mount her. She then caught her hair, and lifted her face, making her swallow his long dick. He fucker her in that position, while Amy sometimes fondled her pussy, and sometimes just slapped her ass real hard. As he came, he overfilled her mouth, and some of his seed dripped to the floor. After that, Amy untied her from the stool, but left her hands tied, and ordered her to lick the cum from the floor. Lilly obeyed, licking it on her knees.

After being satisfied with the spectacle, Amy undid Lilly’s binds, and left the house, leaving her kneeling on the floor.

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Finally, Chapter 8! WOOOOOO!

Chapter 8

Charles made it 30 feet before he felt a presence behind him. He spun around pulling out his handgun and aimed the sights down onto a frightened Beth standing in the path. As soon as she saw the large handgun pointed at her Beth lost control and pissed herself.

“Sorry.” Charles said putting away his gun. Snow had began to fall around them giving the forest a white layer.

“I want to come with you.” Beth said looking at Charles as he turned his back to her and started to walk away.

“I never said you couldn’t.” Charles said turning around and opening his arm for her. Beth walked over to him and snuggled up to his side. Charles took off his overcoat and put it around Beth as the snow really started to come down on. They made it to the next town with Beth on Charles’s back. As soon as he set foot into town he was surrounded by thugs.

“Give us all you got or we’ll pump you full of lead.”

“Great, fucking Canadians.” Beth said looking around at all of the guys holding MAC’s and pump action shotguns.

“Look guys,” Charles said taking another step into town. “I’m really tired and am looking for an inn for her. So if it’s alright with you can I just let you live?”

The thugs all started to laugh. “You got a bitch on your back we all have you covered. You’re a dead man if you take one more step.” The thug talking back to Charles let off a short burst from his machine pistol into the ground at Charles’s feet.

“Fine, just don’t blink.” Charles did a back flip and tossed Beth into the air. He came up holding his jackal in his hand and went right into a side flip blasting away at the thugs around him. By the time Charles was back on his feet he already killed half of them.

“Kill him!” A thug yelled pulling the trigger on his shotgun. Every other thug around followed suit and filled the area where Charles was with lead. They looked up and saw Charles coming down at them with his sword drawn, he sliced clean through the middle of one guy splitting him down the middle. They redirected their fire at Charles only to see him gone again. Two guys standing together had their heads fall off and Charles was already on the third with his sword through his throat. The remaining 4 thugs yet again redirected their fire on Charles and filled the body on his sword with their lead. Charles aimed his gun over the shoulder of the dead man in front of him and fired off killing 2 more thugs, Charles then sliced the thug on his sword in half and threw both pieces into the last two thugs.

Charles aimed his gun at one of the thugs and pulled the trigger separating the man’s torso from his legs. The last thug screamed in terror as he saw Charles walk towards him with an evil smile on his face, he pushed the half of a man off him and shot at Charles, every time he shot Charles suddenly appeared the side of where he shot. When he heard the click click click from his gun the man drew a pistol and shot himself in the ear. His brains went flying out the other side bathing the floor with his blood. Charles put away his weapons and caught Beth in his arms as she fell from the air.

Beth looked around and saw the carnage that had happened in the few seconds that she was in the air. She hurled when she saw the two leaking sides of the man split in two along with the man that had no abdomen.

“Let’s get you to an Inn.” Charles said walking away from the bloody field they were in.

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Charles carried Beth into the nearest Inn as she was nearly frozen to the bone.

“Your best room please.” Charles said to the man standing by the front desk.

“Name?” He asked pulling a quill out of an ink well.

“Hers is Beth Jenkins.”

“She looks half dead.” The man said looking at Beth in Charles arms cuddling against his chest.

“All the more reason for the room.” The man took one more glance at Beth then picked up a set of keys.

“Follow me.” The man led Charles up a flight of stairs to the top floor and opened a door. Inside was a giant room that looked to stretch across the entire top floor of the building. “Best room that money can buy in these parts,” The man said walking in and putting the keys on a small table. “You have any bags?”

“Kind of left in a hurry, there any seamstresses or tailors around town?”

“I’ll give them a call later today for you.”

“Thanks.” Charles said putting Beth down on the big bed in the room. “This may be a bad time but I don’t really have money to pay for the room.”

“You already have, those thugs you slaughtered have been causing me trouble for a few months now.”

Charles shook the man’s hand as he stuck it out towards him. Charles thanked the man and said that they would probably be gone by tomorrow. After the Inn keeper went out of the room Charles went back over to Beth. He picked her up and carried her over to the bathroom where he drew a bath of hot water and added scented salts and soaps to it. Charles then undressed Beth and lowered her into the water. She purred as she was placed into the tub and leaned back enjoying the warmth.

“Thank you.” Beth said opening her eyes and looking at Charles, he had taken off his suit jacket and rolled his sleeves up so he could wash her. She let out soft moans and groans as Charles’s hands roamed over her rubbing and massaging every inch of her. After a couple minutes Charles took his hands out of the water and turned to the door. “Don’t go!” Beth said sitting up in the tub and reaching out to Charles, her tits flying out of the tub and into the cold air.

“You need some time to soak and knock the chill off.” Charles said putting his hand on the doorknob. “Besides, I have some things to take care of.” Charles then left Beth sitting there in the tub enjoying the warmth her body was soaking up but feeling cold in her heart from his attitude towards her.

Charles rolled down his sleeves and put on his suit jacket again but left it undone. Charles then went over to the windows and opened one and climbed out onto the side of the building. He made his way to the roof and drew his sword raising it up and pointing it towards the sky. Everything slowed to a stop, snowflakes just sitting there in mid air.

“Yes?” Death asked coming out of black mist.

“I need to the others to come and help me.” Charles said tossing his sword at Death.

“Impossible.” Death said catching the sword by the handle and putting the skull in his palm. Souls came rushing out of it and swirled around the set of scales before dissipating. He then tossed the sword back at Charles.

“This is vital though.” Charles said grabbing the sword from midair. “It’s to do with this powerful soul you want.”

“What do they have to do with him?”

“I used to have a small task force before Lewis made most of them go berserk killing Cecilia and almost killing Beth.” Charles slid the sword into its sheath. “I can’t take on an army of these Iscariots Knights alone, and that rifle I asked for can’t be held by Beth anymore.”

“Cecilia is still alive Charles,” Death said floating over to Charles and giving him an orb. “You never took her soul for safe keeping and she was never banned from that order, in fact they were using her to keep tabs on you.”

“So what does this all mean?”

“You are still an immortal Charles, unable to die and unable to age.”

“But you said it yourself that they stripped away my immortality.”

“I was mistaken, once made an immortal can’t be gotten rid of, unless of course I myself strike them down or one of my children captures that persons soul.”

“So that other immortal…”

“Still has a soul and that means a weakness that he doesn’t know of.” Charles looked up at Death and could’ve sworn he saw a smile begin to creep around the edges of the mask. “Take it and bring it to me my child.” Charles felt like his entire spine had turned to ice as he saw the edges of Death’s smile. “Thrust your sword directly into him and tear it out!” Charles nodded and got off of the roof as Death started laughing to himself. Charles had only seen Death act like this once before, and that was only after killing an entire tribal army in Africa that had mastered the art of some real bad voodoo.

When Charles swung into the room he saw that time had again started up again and that Beth was out of her bath. 1 man and 4 women were standing around her, all were dressed in black long coats. (For those needing visual aid http://fanchaos.com/fanplusfriend/c4/Elegant_Gothic_Double_Breasted_Long_Coat_CT00101_01.jpg)

“Charles!” Beth said running over to him and hugging him. “These people say that they know you.” Beth turned back to facing them and pointed to one girl with black hair. “And she said that you’re her husband.”

“She would be mostly correct.” Charles said smiling at the black haired woman. “We’re still fianc?for another month aren’t we Julia?”

The woman smiled and walked over to Charles and kissed him right in front of Beth. “I’ve decided to do it your way actually.” She said breaking the kiss. Charles looked down at her and smiled.

“Good, because I don’t think I could keep myself away from you for another month.”

“What are you two talking about?” Beth said looking at Charles and this new woman started to French each other.

“Has Charles told you what he is young lady?” A man asked stepping forward.

“I know he’s part vampire from the way he moves…” The woman in Charles’s arms broke the kiss and looked at Charles, he just smiled and showed her his now rather pointy canines and went back to kissing her with more passion.

“I see, you may want to sit down then while I fill you in.” The man motioned for Beth to sit down in a chair and he took a seat directly across from her.

He spent over an hour explaining to Beth what Charles was and what they were.

“So let me get this straight,” Beth said sitting forward in her chair. “You all don’t have souls, but you’re still alive.”

“Yes.”

“Your immortal to time, but can still die if you are mortally wounded.”

“Uh-huh.”

“You gather souls for Death himself and he in turn makes you weapons.”

“Correct.”

“You travel from each plane of existence, mine being only one of 7, and kill souls of beings that would wish to destroy that plane of existence because Death tells you to.”

“That about sums it up.”

“So why the fuck are you here?”

“Because Charles is in over his head it seems.” The man sat back in his chair and crossed his arms looking over at Charles who was just walking out of the bathroom and back over to the black haired woman.

Everyone in the room had now thrown their overcoats off and around the room. Two of the girls were on bed chatting to one another while the other one walked over to the man sitting down and sat in his lap.

“It was Beth right?” asked the woman sitting in the man’s lap.

“Yeah.”

“My name’s Kelly,” She put out her hand, Beth shook it and sat back into her chair. “It must be hard traveling with Charles huh?”

“Yeah a bit,” Beth said thinking back, one moment she was being kissed good night from her parents, the next she was waking up in the middle of the forest. “He’s already pulled a gun on me.”

“Oh get a room you two!” One of the girls from the bed said looking over at Charles and Julia who were now slowly undressing each other.

“Honey, could you separate those two? They can at least wait until after their married tomorrow.” The man nodded at the woman on his lap and got up. He went over to Charles and pulled him off of Julia and went over to the window where he tossed Charles out into the night air.

“Cool it boy, you’ll be spending the rest of your lives together!”

The next day Charles woke up lying on the ground. He sat up and saw that Joe had taken a seat by the fireplace while the other 4 girls took the bed. Julia watched as Charles got up and walked into the bathroom. She slowly got up from the bed, disentangling herself from the other girls and crept her way into the bathroom. She saw Charles standing in front of the toilet letting loose a stream of piss into the bowel. She went up behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist and replaced his hand on his dick.

“So how have you been?” Julia asked aiming his stream into the toilet.

“I’ve been good, what about you?”

“Lonely, girls can only do so much with each other.” Julia squeezed the last few drops of pee out of Charles’s dick.

“So what have you missed?” Charles asked turning to face Julia. He saw a smile spread across her face as she went to her knees. She pumped Charles’s cock a couple times then slipped it into her mouth and started sucking on it. Charles let out a quite moan as he felt Julia take almost his entire cock down her throat.

“You always were the best at this!” Charles said placing his hand on the back of her head. Julia loved the way that Charles’s cock filled her entire throat when she blew him, it would always get her pussy wet as she felt hit throb and pulsate when it was in her. Her saliva trickled out the sides of her mouth and ran down the last inch or so of Charles’s cock before hitting his slacks and making a wet spot on them. Julia moved her right hand down inside of her pants and played with her clit as she felt Charles put his hand on the back of her head and push her further down his cock. Julia knew this was Charles tell saying he was about to bust a nut so she backed off from him so only the head was in her mouth. She sucked hard on it trying to make him cum as she brought both hands up and stroked his full length. Charles let out a long groan as he released his balls into Julia’s mouth.

Julia was used to Charles shooting off a couple dozen shots of cum down her throat and she could usually swallow it all. So when Charles let go and released a constant stream of cum into her mouth she was not at all prepared. She tried to swallow as much as she could, but the cum flow from his balls was just simply too much. Her cheeks got filled with cum when she wasn’t able to swallow it all, when those were full some started coming out of her nose and finally when the pressure was too much she just opened her mouth and let it over flow.

When Charles was finally done shooting cum he looked down and saw the mess he had made on his soon to be wife. Cum was still dripping out of her nose, some of it had went into her hair but mostly it had just run out of her mouth and down her neck. Cum was dripping down from her shirt onto her pants and there was still enough to make a puddle on the floor.

“Holy shit Charles,” Julia said looking up into her fianc?eyes. “Where the fuck did that come from?”

“Something happened to me a while back, now I shoot cum like a fountain and my dicks a foot long.”

“And as big around as a soda can!” Julia looked at Charles dick and put her hand around it. “It was nearly too big for my pussy when we met, now how am I going to screw you?” Julia couldn’t keep the smile from her face. She had always loved having a big cock rammed into her from all her holes, but what Charles had between his legs was no longer a simple oversized cock. It was a monster!

“Lots of lube I’m guessing.” Charles chuckled looking at Julia rub his dick. Her hand barely made it half way around him and his dick, even though slightly deflated, was still a good 10 inches.

“I need a shower,” Julia said standing up. She moved behind Charles and pushed him towards the door. “And if you’re in here with me that’ll never happen!” She pushed him out of the bathroom and closed the door behind her. Charles stuffed his dick back into his pants and zipped them up. He grabbed his coat and headed out the door.

Beth woke up to a bed shaking as if someone was, well, shaking it. She opened her eyes and looked over to her left and saw no one next to her. She looked over to the right to see the two twins in a deep make out session with each other. When Beth sat up the twins broke their kiss and looked over at her.

“Sorry if we woke you up,” The one on the left said. “But we get a little frisky in the mornings.”

“I’m Alice,” Said the girl on the right. “And this is my twin sister Jane.” The two were identical. They both had creamy white skin and golden yellow hair that went most of the way down their backs. The only real difference between the twins was their eyes. Alice’s left eye was the dull grey like Charles’s was, but her right eye was a bright blue. Same thing with Jane only thing her right eye was grey and her left the same blue. Both sported full D cup breasts that were high on their chests and didn’t have any sag to them.

“I’m Beth, pleased to meet you.” Beth said putting out a hand towards the two girls. Jane took the hand and shook it while Alice moved in and kissed Beth on the lips. She caught Beth off guard and was able to slip her tongue inside of her mouth before she realized what was happening. Jane kissed her way up Beth’s hand to her arm, then all the way up her arm to her shoulders where she went to work on kissing every inch of her neck.

As the twins kissed Beth they laid her back onto the bed so she was now on her back and they were on top of her. By now the robe that Beth was wearing was undone showing off to the world her figure. Jane went right to her breasts and started sucking on the nipples and lightly biting them every so often.

Alice felt Beth moan into her mouth as her sister played with her tits. They continued to tongue fuck each other’s mouths. Beth was in the middle dueling Alice’s tongue to see who’s mouth they would invade next when she felt Jane rub her pussy with a hand. She lost the duel and had a mouth full of tongue and eventually lost control and let Alice dominate her. She then felt something slick and wet start lapping at her pussy. She broke the kiss and looked down at Jane eating her out. Alice moved down Beth’s body and took up kneading and sucking on Beth’s full D tits making Beth moan out in pleasure as an orgasm rocked her body making her squirt a stream of pussy juice all over Jane.

“Holy shit!” Jane said backing away from Beth’s pussy as it squirted at her. “That was unexpected!” She then dove right back in and inserted a finger up Beth’s snatch making her go right into another orgasm.

As Beth came down from this orgasm she felt Jane pull her fingers out. She then felt something else press against her dripping cunt. She glanced down to see Jane holding an 8inch cock in her hand and slid it right up into Beth filling her completely and making her scream out in pleasure as another orgasm overtook her.

Alice looked down at her sister who was now rapidly thrusting into Beth and rubbing the shit out of her clit while she did it.

“Guess it’s no time to be shy about it!” Alice said rolling to the side of Beth and shucking off her skirt and revealing her own dick that was exactly the same as her twins.

8 inches of uncut dick and as big around as a red bull can. Neither girl had a ball sack but rather their dicks just sat where their clits would be, they still had pussies to be plowed and an asshole to shit from, but instead of having the normal little pisshole and clit like a girl they had a dick sitting there.

Alice moved to behind her sister and slid her dick up her pussy making her scream in pleasure. Jane loved the feeling that Beth’s pussy was having on her cock, but when her sister slid her own dick up her pussy, reached around twisting her nipples through her shirt and kissed her neck she lost it. She let out shot after shot of cum right up Beth’s pussy and clamped down onto her sisters cock with her pussy. Beth shot off into another orgasm as she felt Jane’s hot cum fill her hole. This made Jane go into another orgasm which related to more cum to shoot out of her dick and make her pussy drip with juices and clamp even tighter on her sisters dick making her sister go off.

Soon all three girls were cumming at the same time and the twins just kept on shooting rope after rope of cum up the respective pussies they were currently plowing. After having and creating countless orgasms the girls slumped over onto the bed, one on either side of Beth, all three girls chests heaved as they tried to catch their breath.

“What are you two?” Beth asked looking down and seeing two deflated cocks resting above two pussies, one of which was leaking cum.

“We were born as fully fledged girls if you’re asking that,” Jane said cuddling up to Beth. “We just got cursed by a witch doctor a couple hundred years ago and we sprouted these.” Jane reached down and pocked her cock.

“Why? Do you not like us now?” Alice said looking over at Beth.

“No,” Beth said smiling. “As a matter of fact, I think I love you both now!”

Joe woke up in a bed next to his wife Kelly. He smiled thinking back to the previous night and how she let him do anal again. He loved it when she let him plow her backdoor. After throwing Charles out the window he and Kelly got another room a floor down. When they got into the room Kelly jumped onto the bed shedding her clothes as fast as she could. Joe was right behind her, his cock already out and hard as steel. Kelly looked at her husband’s giant cock, it was just under 10inches and almost as big around as a soda can.

They got into a hot and steamy 69 with Kelly on top, Joe loved to eat his wife’s snatch and make her squirm as she tried her best to stuff his cock down her throat. When she was completely soaked she broke the 69 and mounted her husband slamming down all the way.

They continued to fuck like this, Kelly having over a dozen orgasms before she dismounted and got on her knees. She spread her asshole and told Joe to split her in half. Joe didn’t waste any time in hesitation, by the time she opened her mouth to tell him to fuck her up the ass he was already spitting into his hand and rubbing it up and down his cock. He slid into her ass with ease as she loved the way it made her feel. The only reason why she didn’t let him ram her ass all the time was it made it painful to sit down for a day or two afterwards depending on how long he lasted. Joe lasted a total of 6 minutes in her ass before letting loose his balls and cramming it up her shitter.

When they were done they had both cleaned up in the bathroom then climbed under the covers of the bed and passed out.

As Joe slid out of bed Kelly woke up and saw his black muscled back.

A bit of back story before we continue.

Death’s children, once accepting the conditions, are invulnerable to death via old age. Joe lost his soul all the way back in 2560 BC, he was one of many slaves to an Egyptian pharaoh, like most slaves that were used he was black and the hard and long days under the sun had toned his body to pure muscle, he still remembers helping to build the great sphinx of Giza under the pharaoh Djedefre.

Kelly was the next person to accept Death’s proposal, this was all the way forward to 457 AD. She was a Buddhist in what would be present day South Korea. She remembers working with her parents in a field farming when Death came to her.

The twins would be the next two to come and be a death child. We jump all the way forward to 783 AD and over to Sweden where they were daughters to a Viking warlord. Death came to them just after their father died and gave them the proposition. The reason for their eyes was their souls had only been half eaten, so when Death came to them and they accepted his proposal he took away the remaining parts of their souls.

Julia came into the picture at 1658 AD, she was the bastard child to a duke of Britain, her mother being a whore. Her soul was taken when she was 16 and Death visited her the next day. She went away with Death leaving behind her entire past life and moving onto a better one.

Charles you already know of. And if not go back a couple chapters and read up on him.

“Where you going big stuff?” Kelly asked staying on her stomach feeling the usual soreness emanate from her ass, she wasn’t going to sit on it if she could help it for another day.

“Go back to sleep honey,” Joe said kissing Kelly’s forehead rubbing his hand down her back. “I was just going to see about getting some breakfast.”

“Aren’t you sweet.” Kelly said snuggling back into the pillow that was under her.

Charles was already down in the main area and talking to the inn keeper when he saw Joe come walking down.

“Ah, how did you sleep last night sir?” The inn keeper asked as he flipped a hot cake that was on a large griddle.

“Very pleasantly,” Joe said sitting down at a stool. “What is the possibility that I’ll be able to get some breakfast for my wife and I in our rooms?”

“Very high, just don’t expect delivery.” The man slid stack of pancakes over to Charles who dug into them. “What would you like?”

“Two orders of your biggest meal.”

“Alright, just give me a moment.” The man poured a couple dozen splotches of batter onto the griddle and cracked a dozen or so eggs. He grabbed a handful of shredded potatoes and tossed those on as well then proceeded to mash them up with the eggs. A scream broke the noise of the sizzling food, Joe and Charles shot a knowing glance at one another.

“By the gods, if they do that another time I’ll throw them out!”

Julia had walked out of the bathroom after taking her shower, she didn’t see any towels in there so she simply walked out flaunting off her still dripping wet body to everyone in the room.

The twins were always jealous of Julia as she had breasts a couple sizes bigger than theirs.

“I see you’ve met the twins!” Julia said walking over to an armoire and bending over to grab a towel. In the process she flashed everyone on the bed her plump ass that just begged to be molested it seemed.

“Want to join in with us Jules? We miss you in bed!” Jane said sitting up and moving her legs so she sat Indian style.

“Mmmmmm, tempting.” Julia sauntered over to the three girls and got on the bed. She didn’t waste any time in muff diving Beth and fingering the twin’s pussies.

“OOHHH!” All three girls moaned out as Julia expertly brought them to orgasms in a matter of seconds. The twins got up and moved so they were behind Julia, Jane got underneath her and Alice stayed standing up. Both girls grabbed their now fully hard cocks and rubbed them against both of Julia’s holes making her hum into Beth’s pussy. They both plunged into her at the same time, Jane getting her pussy and Alice her ass, Julia screamed out in pleasure right up Beth’s hole setting Beth off into another orgasm. “Oh shit, OH Shit shit shit! OF FUCKME!” Julia yelled out as the twins pummeled her from both holes.

“I’m gonna cum!” Alice said as she felt Julia’s ass clamp down on tighter on the invading prick. “Me too!” Jane said wrapping her arms around Julia’s waist and hugging tightly up into her. The two girls exploded into Julia sending rope after sticky rope of cum up her holes. This sent Julia into another earth shaking orgasm as she began to finger Beth faster and faster, she now had almost her whole hand up the girl’s cunt. Beth was loving the vibrations up her pussy and the attention that Julia was paying to her clit as she exploded into yet another orgasm for the morning. After Alice was done shooting her cum she slid out of Julia’s ass and moved over to Beth and shoved her cock into the girls mouth, Beth instantly started to suck on this dick loving the taste of Julia’s ass juices combined with Alice’s cum.

Jane on the other hand was passed out under Julia, a happy and fully pleased smile across her face.

“I think we need some food now!” Julia said getting up off the bed, Jane’s dick made a funny popping sound as it slid out of her pussy which made all three of the girls laugh.

(To Be Continued)

Ok I guess I should explain as to why this took so long for me to write and post.
First hiccup was got a good 4 thousand words in and I was thinking ‘Damn I’m good!’ Then I go back and read it, I didn’t write one sex scene. So I delete that entire thing.
I then go back again and write another 3 thousand words and see that my sex scenes are like a PG-13 trying to be an R movie, BAAAD!
I then had a family reunion to celebrate my grand fathers 80th. I didn’t really think that it was a good time to say “Excuse me guys, I’ve got to go and write my porno.” So that took out an entire week.

So sorry for the wait but I hope that I made things right with a few readers with what I did with the story by making him back into an immortal.
Also the sex in this I’m hoping will make up for the past two chapters that didn’t have any in them.

Again your comments about what I should do with the story are a big help with how I make the story unfold. Keep them coming, same with the PM’s, and I’ll try to keep these coming out at a better rate.

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The heat of the night is torture against my skin. As I lay in bed, windows thrown up, naked, my skin is on fire. I decide a shower is to be the perfect cure for the heat. As I stand looking in the mirror I notice the many love marks left on my body, from the tips of my jet-black hair, down my perky 34c tits, all the way down my stomach and even on my thighs. At 5’7” that’s a lot of skin to cover, but it’s just a reminder of the beautiful girl that I had made love to the night before. Standing in the shower, cold water running down my body, my mind wanders, thoughts of a beautiful brunette fill my head.

Strangely I met this girl, Lexis, when she was dating one of my best friends. I was instantly attracted to her, but knew to keep my distance. Straight girls aren’t usually something I mess with, but for this one I made an exception. At 5’3” with long, sandy brown hair, beautiful full lips, every curve on her is amazing. I noticed her sexy little ass first, as a lesbian I’m a major ass chick. Then when I actually spoke to her I couldn’t help but get lost in her beautiful green eyes. After she and my friend broke up, I made my move, inviting her over for a “sleepover”, basically girl time, all that jazz. Now anyone knows a curious straight girl plus a very curious lesbian will be an interesting mix. We lay around together, watched movies, and talked. She told me about how just about every guy she’s been with was a pig and how she needed something new. I told her I had someone in mind for her.

That night, I decided I needed a shower before bed. I went into my bathroom, leaving my door unlocked, and slowly started stripping out of my jeans and then my bright pink thong, pulled my shirt off and just as I unclasped my bra and started turning on the water there was a soft knock on the bathroom door. I hurried and jumped into the shower, pulling the curtain closed, and said “Come in.”

She said in a soft voice that she got lonely and thought I might need some company, as she sat on the toilet seat. I peaked out of the curtain, asking her to hand me some soap off the mantle. She was wearing a short pair of hot pink shorts and a black tank top, I could see her erect nipples poking through the shirt and knew the thought of a naked girl beside her was turning her on. She handed it to me and as I reached for it I let the curtain fall back, exposing the side of my tit. She blushed a little and I went back to my shower. As she sat there, talking about all kinds of things, she suddenly said something about needing a shower. I looked from behind the curtain and sure enough, there, standing, looking quite shocked at herself, was Lexis, quite naked, and quite beautiful. Her gorgeous green eyes led down to beautiful full lips. I just wanted to kiss every sexy inch of her body. I got the feeling she noticed me looking over every inch of her body, because she blushed. I reached out and pulled her into the shower.

I took soap and gently washed her back, my gaze dropping to the sexy curve of her ass. As I ran my hands over her ass she let out a soft sigh. I reached around and pulled her up against me. Her soft back pressed tight against my nipples as I reached around and ran my hand down her neck to her tits, running it around her erect nipple, teasing her. I turned the water off, kissing her neck. As we got out of the shower I towel dried her off, kissing up her leg to her stomach and along her collarbone. I got dressed in a pair of boy short boxers, her putting on a thong, and threw her down into the bed. My whole body ached for her touch. My clit was hard and throbbing. I reached over and pinned her wrist down to the bed – she always talked about needing to be dominated. I leaned down and kissed her softly, running my tongue over her lips. I asked her if she was sure this was what she wanted and she answered with a soft, “Yes ma’am. I want to be yours, completely yours, my body and heart are now yours to do with as you wish.”

I reached into my bedside table and pulled out my black fluffy cuffs. I fastened them to my bed and around both her wrists. I grabbed two more and fastened them to both her ankles. As I sat there admiring her beautiful body, she blushed.

I reached around and fasten a soft black silk blindfold around her eyes. I leaned down and asked her softly if she trusted me. She said “yes ma’am,” and begged me to touch her. I ran my fingertips down her neck to her tits, pinching her nipples softly. I ran my fingertips down her stomach, she took in breath sharply and I leaned down and kissed the inside of her thigh. I asked her what she wanted, what her body needed. A soft whisper of the word “release” is all I needed to hear.

I asked her, “Release what?” in a harsh tone.

She said, “Release, ma’am, please mistress, please give me release, I need to cum.”

I said in a harsh tone that my little slut wasn’t going to have release until I decided she would. She sighed, moaning in frustration. I told her if she came before I told her to, she’d be punished. I leaned down and licked up her thigh then over to the other thigh. I reached over and pull a small vibe out of my side table. As I looked at her, I noticed a wet spot on her thong and I smiled to myself, knowing she was loving every second of this sweet torture. I positioned myself on her leg so that she could feel how wet she’d made me on her leg. I turned on the vibe to the lowest setting so that only a soft hum filled the room. I placed it against her thong where her clit was and leaned down, taking one of her hard nipples into my mouth.

I licked my way up to her collarbone and whispered in her ear, asking how my little slut liked her new toy. She moaned and whispered that her Mistress’s little slut loved her toy and wished she would give her more. I reached over and grabbed a pair of scissors, reaching down and cutting away her thong. I ran the vibe up her slit, getting it nice and wet with her juices, then slowly slid it inside her.

“Wow, my dirty little slut is really wet and tight, she must really like being treated like a dirty little slut,” I said harshly.

She moaned and said, “Yes, Mistress, please fuck me like a little slut should be.”

I leaned down and licked her clit, running my tongue over it, flicking it softly. God she tasted so good, it got me so hot for her. I ran my hand down my stomach and I started to finger myself softly and I kept licking her and flicking her softly with the vibe. I licked the outside of her lips and sucked softly on her hard erect clit, I loved tasting her and the smell of her was intoxicating. I kept softly licking her, but I took the vibe out of her dripping wet cunt and shoved my tongue inside, feeling her tighten around my tongue as she begged and pleaded with me for release. I licked up her slit and ran my tongue over her throbbing clit and I thrust my fingers inside her. Then I lifted up and asked if my little slut toy needed to cum, and she begged and pleaded with me to let her cum.

Finally I told her to be a good little slut and cum all over my face as I shoved my tongue deeper inside her. She screamed and her body shook as she squeezed my tongue tight inside her as wave after wave of climax washed through her. After she climaxed, I untied and unblindfolded her and held her close to me, whispering to her how much I love her and how she’s mine and I’ll never let her go. As I lay there with her in my arms, she rolled over and looked at me with her big, beautiful green eyes, whispering to me that the night was still young and my dirty little slut wasn’t done playing yet.

As I remember this experience my hand slides down my body, the cold water making my nipples hard and erect. I finger fuck myself until I can’t stand up in the shower any longer, and so I dry off and go lay back down in my bed. As I fall asleep, I think about the nights to come with my dirty sex toy.

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The story reaches its climax as Rachel tries to defeat Lucifer at her own game, all while wrestling with her own feelings for the devil. I included an extensive epilogue that resolves open plot points and catalogs the fate of minor characters that have appeared throughout the series.

PART ONE: WRESTLING WITH LOVE

GOD

Anna and I sat in the lavish theatre room of my hotel in hell. Freshly buttered popcorn slickened our fingers and lips and crunched loudly between our teeth. The large projection screen displayed the dinner date between Lucy and Rachel in crystal clarity. It was shown to us as an actual movie, with differing camera angles and clear sound production. The two lead actresses of this production sat across from each other at the table, their postures leaning forward as their eyes locked.

Rachel had permanently succumbed to her corruption, and had taken the hermaphrodite form she so coveted. And why wouldn’t she? She was the most stunning thing I’d ever seen. White hair contrasted tan skin, which in turn contrasted the brilliance of her blue irises. Her high cheekbones, oval eyes, pointed nose, and (almost impossibly full) lips structured her perfect complexion. Her elegant, thin neck, narrow shoulders and perfectly proportioned bust and backside curved her outline in precise beauty. The white dress she wore clung to her audacious curves, highlighting the cleavage of her large breasts, and the cute crease between her perfect, thick glutes. Across from her, Lucy looked every bit the queen of hell. Her face was also adorned with high cheek bones, but her jaw was strong and her chin pronounced. Her brow angled slightly inward, giving her the look of perpetual mischievousness, which her golden irises reflected. Her lips were as full as Rachel’s, though Rachel’s lips creased in a straight line, giving her the expression of stoic beauty, while Lucy’s seamed to curl at the corners in an expression that complimented the mischievous angle of her brow, and the gleam of her eyes. A black sheen of lipstick covered those lips, and contrasted the deep crimson of her flesh. Two, red horns curved from beneath her waving mane of black hair, and two golden hooped earrings hung from her pointed, red ears. Lucy’s body was every bit as voluptuous as Rachel’s, though Rachel’s curves would be best described as “elegant,” while Lucy’s would be best described as “vulgar.” Her bust and backside weren’t exaggerated in proportion, but did veer from gracefulness to lasciviousness, as though her body were constantly teasing the viewer. While Rachel wore a tasteful dress (though it did highlight her assets), Lucy wore a black dress that showed the tops of her areolas, and if she didn’t watch it, the bottom half of her ass.

The white vs black, grace vs lust contrast of the two women’s attire was interesting, as both women were complete sexual deviants. While Lucy wanted the whole world to know, Rachel was happy with putting on a charade of propriety, before revealing her true nature. In truth, Rachel was a power-hungry sadist with a penchant for psychological games, and Lucy was very much the same. The two women hashed out their feelings for each other, and the conundrum of Rachel’s position while Anna and I watched with rapt anticipation, our eyes glued to the screen.

“God,” Anna whispered in my ear, “this is boring.”

“Shut the fuck up.” I whispered back.

“When are they gonna fuck?” Anna asked, ignoring my command (ignoring God’s command).

“Just watch,” I hissed, “the dialogue is as important as the action; this isn’t a porno.”

“Can’t we fast forward?” Anna groaned.

“This is live!”

“You’re God, God; you can do anything.” Anna shot back.

“You would be shocked at the things I can’t do.” I replied.

“Like make this more interesting.” Anna pouted.

“If I finger you,” I hissed, “will you shut the fuck up?”

“Maybe,” Anna smiled, and then walked her fingers, forefinger to middle finger up my thigh, “do you want me to reciprocate?”

“Yeah,” I sighed, spreading my legs and pulling up my skirt, “yeah, I do.”

“You really are a helpless slut, God.” Anna whisper-giggled in my ear, her teeth pulling playfully at my lobe.

“I know,” I smirked, and pushed my hand roughly between her legs, prompting a delighted yelp from Anna’s lips, “but so are you.”

Anna’s expression of shocked delight morphed to one of mischievousness. She slinked her slim body across the armrest, pushed her thong to the side, and planted her ass in my lap. My hands caressed her inner thighs as they made their way to her depths, and she leaned forward and dipped her fingers between both our legs. We entered each other simultaneously, fingers pushing between petals, thumbs pressing against clits, pinkies invading the tight rims of our assholes. Our legs spread wider on top of each other, and whimpers and gasps began to escape our lips. Our fingers grew wet with one another’s juices as we placated our lust. On the silver screen, Rachel and Lucy’s eyes locked, and their lips met. Anna managed a single word from her gasping mouth.

“Finally.”

LUCIFER

I didn’t want my lips to leave Rachel’s. Her kiss radiated warmth and promise into my body, without a hint of carnality. It was a kiss of companionship, and for an eternal moment, I was lost in it. A touch of Rachel’s tongue flicked across my lips, and her own formed in a malevolent smile against mine. The romance of the moment faded, and the lust began to take hold. An entire day of pent-up sexual tension began to build past its critical point, and then burst. The kiss turned sloppy; my reptilian tongue snaking from my mouth and entwining about her. Our lips ceased their gentle pressing, and began to suck hungrily upon each other’s faces. Our hands left their positions at the backs of our heads, and began to move south. Needful moans and giggles slipped from our passionate embrace as our eyes opened and stared. Rachel’s gaze was full of challenge, and so was mine. She knew the test meant nothing, but she was still determined to pass it. I wouldn’t have it any other way.

“You ready?” she panted as we broke, spit bridging out mouths.

“Are you?” I smirked back, staring levelly into her eyes.

“The final test,” Rachel whispered, “Lucy, I’m going to fucking-”

I didn’t let her finish that thought. I wasn’t going to play fair, and neither was Rachel. This was going to get dirty.

We disappeared from the restaurant in a puff of black smoke, and reappeared in my bedroom. A passionate red color radiated from the gothic chandelier that hung from the high ceiling. The walls curved and sloped to a point where the massive light source dangled, and paintings of my most prominent lustful escapades decorated the cavernous abode. The bed was enormous and circular, and adorning the walls, were all the sadistic toys a girl could want. Rachel was still holding me, though both of us were now on our knees atop the bedding. She took a moment to examine the room I spent most of my nights in, and then returned her eyes to me.

“So,” I smiled, my breath breathing her breath, “now that we’re-”

Rachel pressed her palm against my face and pushed me backward on to the bed. The monologue I had practiced in front of the mirror earlier today was cut off in my mouth as my head drove into the bedding. My ankles locked beneath my knees, forcing my legs to spread wide and hike my tiny dress past my hips. Rachel’s blue eyes smirked with mirthful malevolence into my own, her mouth curved at the corner in a confident, mischievous smile. Her tongue slowly wetted her lips, and the thin smile she bore grew to a display of brilliant, white, teeth. With a final assessment of my vulnerability, she pouted her luscious lips and blew me a teasing kiss, before moving down. Her lips met my neck, and then trailed greedily down to my breasts. Her fingers stripped the bodice of my dress with a violent swipe, and my bust was sent jiggling free. She sucked upon each nipple, moans leaking from her mouth as mine began to form in my throat. Her hands caressed the lines of my abdomen, tracing tingles of fire along my flesh. Her mouth left my nipple with a final smack of lips, and then followed her teasing fingers lower and lower, gradually nearing the part of me now leaking with anticipation. Her finger tips caressed the lines of my pelvis, and then traced their way through my frothing lips. I shuttered at the gentleness of her touch, and Rachel smirked at the tremor.

“I bet you had a whole monologue just for me,” Rachel giggled with her chin resting on my pelvis, “did I throw a wrench in it?”

“Just a setback,” I gasped as her fingers pushed inside me, “I’m (AAAH!) very adaptable.”

“We’ll see.”

Rachel’s mouth smiled defiantly as her lips lowered. Her fingers curled inside my pussy, pressing against the sensitive spot on my ceiling. My head tilted back and a soft cry escaped my mouth. I felt Rachel’s breath hot and heavy against my womanhood. Her lips pressed against my moist slit, and her tongue joined her invading fingers. My own tongue snaked from my mouth and licked my lips delectably as I savored the feeling of her tasting my insides. Her other hand massaged the space between my holes; her fingertips gliding back and forth against my taint, lowering to just above my asshole, and then rising to just below my pussy. Her relentless teasing sent my mind into a frantic state of unfulfilled need. Moans coursed from my mouth, and finally, I yelled: “Just put it in my ass!” And she did. One finger, and then the next, and then the next, and then the next. Curling at the knuckle, gripping me from the inside, moving in and out as she stretched the tight sphincter she was violating. Searing pleasure tingled up my taint, and the crown of my head dug desperately into the bedding. A strained cry left my lips and my thick, fishnet-wrapped thighs locked tightly around her head. Rachel reacted to her lustful imprisonment with a lecherous kiss; her lips wrapping around my clit, drawing it into her mouth, and sucking gently. I covered my face with my palms and screamed in delight, and a familiar voice came sneering into my mind.

Oh, Lucy, God chuckled, Are you too in love with Rachel to fight back? Are you just going to lie there and take it like a bitch? I’m disappointed in you.

God’s teasing brought me back to reality, and in control of myself. My locked legs tightened around Rachel’s head, my abdomen coiled to the side, and I spun us over. Rachel was forced on her back with me straddling atop her face, but her fingers and mouth still worked diligently inside me, not missing a beat. I unclenched my thighs with great effort (part of me wanting desperately to keep her trapped there), and then pivoted my pelvis on her face. I twirled around, yelping in delight as her fingers twisted inside me, and then levelled my gaze at the prize between her legs. Her cock was standing tall and pitching a tent in her white dress. I licked my lips with lustful hunger and slid my body downward, my back arching in a smooth curve as I neared my target. My elegant fingers traced the lines of her thighs, before curling about the hem of her skirt and pulling back to reveal what was beneath. Rachel’s perfect cock stood rigid and throbbing above a set of hairless balls, and a leaking, tight slit. She pushed her fingers deeper and sucked harder than ever on my clit, trying to keep me from taking her where she was vulnerable. Though I moaned like a whore, and grinded my hips harder against her face, I was not deterred. My black lips pursed together and planted a kiss on her throbbing tip. Rachel hummed a pleading moan beneath me. I lowered my head, and my mouth began to open around her. Slowly, deliberately, I descended her; my lips sucking her girth, my tongue wrapping three times about her length. I stroked her with my reptilian member as I took her deeper and deeper inside me, past my mouth, past the resistance of my throat, and into my esophagus. I reveled in my consumption; her delicious taste permeating into my mouth, her heat radiating into my neck, her girth stretching me with throbbing, pulsing rigidity. My lips met her base, and then rotated slowly, a groan of lechery seeping from my lathering embrace. Rachel squirmed beneath me, her mouth loosening its lustful hold on my pussy to yield a muffled cry. I smiled internally at her responsiveness, and slid my fingers between her legs. One hand gently cupped and massaged the hermaphrodite’s balls, while the other moved lower, and split in a four-fingered-V. Two fingers slid into her tight, hairless slit, while the other two slowly expanded her constricting rim. Deeper and deeper I went, relishing the feeling of her soft inner flesh tightening with delighted spasms about me. My lips rotated mercilessly about her cock; my nose pressing into the soft flesh of her sack, my chin digging gently into the flat muscle of her pelvis. And then I moved up, keeping my lips sealed, wetting her beautiful cock with a sheen of my spit. Rachel’s cries grew more desperate, and we both knew I was winning. Her fingers laid static in my holes, and her mouth had ceased it’s lecherous feeding. She became helpless and limp in the face of my prowess, and I smugly notched a line in the “Lucy Column.” Maybe this wouldn’t be too hard after all.

I should’ve known better.

RACHEL

Lucy sucked me in a way that left me helpless to do anything but enjoy it. She ran her juicy lips slowly and gradually, never speeding up, always forcing me to savor every little inch she consumed. Her tongue stroked me up and down inside her mouth, wrapping thrice about my shaft and hugging it in a wet embrace. Her throat closed around me, her soft, wet, flesh swallowing as she sucked, drawing me deeper, willing the cum that was boiling in my balls to release. My lips left her beautiful pussy in strings of parting saliva. My head fell uselessly back against the bedding and my fingers stopped their exploring invasion.

That’s it… Lucy sang softly, comfortingly, in my mind, as though I was a child she were putting to bed, Just lie back and relax, Rachel. There’s no need to fight me. I can do this to you forever. I can be on my knees for you where I belong, pleasing you like this, worshipping this thing like it deserves to be worshipped.

Her words leaked their warmth into my brain, seeping into the tendrils of the defiant thoughts that kept me focused. Her mouth moved so slowly, so deeply. Her lips puffed and gave way to my girth as she descended, soft gagging noises slipping from between them the deeper she went. Her tongue clung tightly about me and massaged every tense inch of my throbbing cock. Her fingers pushed tenderly into my ass and pussy, breaking my defenses with their gentle invasion. My thighs opened wider, and my back arched from the bed. My head fell back, and Lucy pressed her hips with me, pushing my face deeper into the fat of her ass. She teased me with the holes I was too weak to placate, and I cried a pathetic tone of surrender.

Just come, Lucy’s seductive mental voice whispered, come for me, Rachel. Come for me…my love.

Lucy’s arrogance tickled the power-hungry depths of my corrupted soul. No, I would not give in to her that easily. I raised my quivering mouth upward, my head feeling so heavy atop my neck. My lips pressed around the rim of her pink asshole, and sucked. I felt Lucy lurch forward just a hint, and the control she had over me began to wane. My tongue poked between my sucking lips and pushed the spokes of her sphincter inward, until I broke through. Lucy’s abdomen pressed hard against my own as her back arched in pleasure. Her tongue remained entwined about my cock, but her black lips opened to yield a moan. I gathered the strength back in my hands, and gripped the fat of her red ass. I spread her wide open, and planted my lips firmly onto her rim, sucking relentlessly as my tongue squirmed into her tender depths. I savored the taste of her and drove deeper and deeper; pressing along the ceiling of her rectum and stimulating her pussy from the other side. Lucy’s tongue unwrapped about my cock and a hoarse cry rose from her chest. Her fingers pushed deeper inside me in a last-ditch attempt to reassert her control. I battled through the scream that stuck in my throat, and overcame the feeling with all my might. Lucy collapsed atop me, her head falling in my lap, her mouth panting euphorically against my throbbing cock.

I dragged myself out from beneath her until I was in a sitting position. Lucy compliantly raised her ass with me, her legs bending at the knees until her calves pressed to her thighs. My mouth placated the devil with expert lustfulness, and she began to indulge me despite herself. Her hands reached back behind her and held her glutes open for me. Her face lay pathetically on one cheek against the bed, her mouth crying out into the sheets. My tongue worked deeper and deeper until her insides were spasming in a chorus of convulsions. Her sphincter suddenly tightened around my tongue, and I felt Lucy desperately holding back the orgasm that was coming over her. I smirked inwardly and showed no mercy. I sucked harder and harder, until a layer of pink flesh protruded from her rim. My tongue worked feverishly into the tight channel of her sinful hole, and the spasms only rose in intensity. Lucy thrashed and wrenched violently, her mouth now screaming in pleasure, her hands still obediently holding herself open. At the last second, Lucy arched her back in a ferocious curve, planted her palms on the back of my head, and threw her weight backward.

I was sprawled on the bed with Lucy’s ass still pressed against my face, but she had the moment she needed. She grabbed my cock with both hands, and dove on to it. Her blowjob wasn’t the smooth, impossibly seductive consumption it had been; it was a desperate, violent feeding of flailing black hair and pained gurgles. The veracity of her sucking sent my head back into a scream of delight, and Lucy pulled herself back from the brink.

“You bitch!” I gasped between my moans.

You almost had me, Lucy giggled in my mind, My asshole always was my weakness.

“Is that so?” I asked through a delighted cry.

What? Lucy telepathically laughed while her mouth sucked me, Do you want to do anal? You think your dick can handle what I got back there? I got your cock all nice and wet if you think you’re ready.

“You really think you’re that good?” I exhaled through a scream.

You’re already screaming like a whore from just the blowjob, Lucy chuckled telepathically, and my ass is even better. It’s so nice, and tight, and hot. It’s the wrong hole, Rachel; it’s the one you fuck when you own someone. Do you want to own me? I can be yours.

“I’ll have you begging me for it!” I groaned as I thrust my hips to Lucy’s face.

“I don’t think so, Honey,” Lucy said, this time with her real mouth, “I think you’ll be the one…”

Lucy stared back at me with a smile etched at the corners of her lips. My precum hung in strands from her mouth, and she twirled the strings with a long finger, and then sucked it with a lecherous hum, her golden irises smiling at me.

“…begging.” She whispered.

LUCIFER

I twisted around until I was straddled across Rachel’s hips. Her tan complexion was glistening with sweat, and her face was flushed, but she was far from gone. She gave me an expression full of combativeness; her juicy lips curved in a cornered smile, her nose crinkled, her blue eyes staring their defiance. Goddamn, I wanted this woman. Truth be told, I wasn’t sure if I was right about anal. Yeah, my asshole was great, but I’d never had Rachel’s new cock inside me, and from what I saw her do to God, Kaitlyn and Anna, she certainly knew how to use it. I’d have to be careful and in control the entire time, or she’d push me over the edge.

“What are you waiting for?” Rachel smirked as her hands slid up my thighs.

“Your complete surrender,” I smirked back, “and profession of your undying love.”

“You’re stalling,” Rachel laughed, “you’re afraid that I’m too much for you to handle.”

“Oh, Rachel,” I laughed as I shifted myself upward and placed her tip against my asshole, “you have no idea.”

I squatted for a moment, locking my eyes with Rachel as her tip pressed harder and harder against my sphincter. I felt my spokes flatten, and my rim widen. I took a moment to appreciate this anticipation, and then began to lower myself. Slowly, gradually, I took her in. I smiled lustfully into her eyes for the first few inches, but the pressure in my rectum started to grow, and my smile began to fade. A moan rose from my chest and escaped my lips in almost a whisper. Rachel groaned and pressed her head harder against the bedding, her shoulders pinching back and her bronze breasts jutting forward. Deeper and deeper she went, and louder and louder my sustained moan grew. My ass met her pelvis, and her balls squished against my tailbone. My moan stopped in my throat, and a slight whimper brushed past my lips. Rachel’s face knotted in concentration; her eyes closed tightly enough to grow lines on her pristine face, her mouth fixed in a lip-biting grimace. We stayed static for a moment; me savoring her bulging heat stretching me, her savoring my sinful hole constricting her. Her pulse beat from the throbbing length of her cock, which was so hard it was curving backward, stabbing beautifully into my sensitive reaches. A satisfied exhale blew past my lips, and the blissful moment passed. A malevolent smile creased my mouth, and my golden irises leveled on Rachel in a threatening stare. I leaned forward, placed my palms flat against her breasts, and squeezed hard. Her concentration broke, and she cried out with wide eyes.

“I’m not your god, Rachel,” I whispered, “I won’t just lie there and take it in the ass. You’re not fucking me, I’m fucking you.”

I wrenched my hips back in a violent grind. Rachel’s cock bulged against the membrane that divided my two holes, and I let out a delighted cry. My paramour tried to conceal her pleasure, but it tore from her mouth in a lecherous moan. I giggled at her loosened equanimity and bit my lower lip as I rode her. Harder and harder I went; my diaphragm heaving, my abs flexing, my pussy dripping all over her pelvis. Rachel gripped the fat of my ass with both hands, her knuckles whitening as the pleasure began to take her. My fingers sunk deeper into the delectable flesh of her breasts, her erect nipples protruding from between my digging digits. Rachel cried out and spread my cheeks wide, deepening the penetration for both of us. I backed my hips hard on to her; my spine straightening as a shooting bout of pain and pleasure ripped through me. My head flung to the ceiling, and a covetous laugh erupted from my chest. Rachel screamed as her body seized to control herself, but I was the one in control now.

Back and forth I rode her, relishing the feeling of her stirring up my tight hole, moaning with each advance and crying out with each retreat. My abs straightened and tensed as I grinded forward, my back arching and my head tilting up. They flexed as I moved backward, my shoulders hunching and my spine curving convexly. Rachel moaned louder and louder, the tendons on her neck standing up, her breaths growing faster and more frantic. She spread me open so wide it hurt, and I rewarded her with a deep clenching of my anal muscles. Rachel’s face contorted in one of fervent lust. Her eyes widened and quivered in her sockets, and her beautiful lips parted in an “O.” Her body stayed static and helpless as I rode her, as my ass gripped her with increasing tightness, squeezing her from base to tip, willing her to release inside me. I hoped she’d do it soon, because every second that passed, I lost more and more control to my own lust.

“Just come, Rachel,” I whispered into her ear as my fingers pinched her nipples, “it’s Ok, Baby, you can come for me.”

“Lucy…” she moaned hoarsely.

“What, Babe?” I asked with a knowing smile, my fingers twisting her nipples softly.

“I’m not your god, Lucy,” Rachel smiled meekly, “I won’t just lie here and take it.”

Rachel’s hands shot from my ass and gripped my shoulders. She threw me backward and rose with me until I was on my back and she was on her knees in front of me. I cried out in delighted shock at her sudden controlling nature, but my glee soon turned to dismay.

“You’re not fucking me,” Rachel sneered as she gripped my thighs and pushed my legs over my face, “I’m fucking you.”

Rachel rammed her cock into my ass with enough force to send me lurching backward. I screamed out and clawed at the sheets as the feeling ripped up my spine. Rachel retreated all the way to the head, and then drove in again, just as hard as before. Her cock burrowed into my constricting depths and brutally separated me. It sent a shock of pain and pleasure deep into my nethers, and my head dug into the bed as my chin rose and my back arched. Rachel forced my legs forward until my knees were driven next to my face, and my ass was spread wide in the air. Her gaze leveled with mine as she got the better of me; her elegant features painted in a mosaic of pleasure, and power. I returned her smug expression with one of lewd determination. My teeth set on edge and gritted in a combative snarl. My eyes narrowed and my brow furrowed. My arms spread out on either side of me and flexed in strain as I clenched the sheets in a desperate grasp. Her satisfied moans and pants were met with my animalistic growls and feminine grunts. I pushed back against her as best I could; wrenching my spine into a curve and clenching my glutes about her advancing pelvis. My asshole began to turn inside out with each ferocious pull of Rachel’s hips; a thin layer of pink flesh sheathing her girth, sending my rectum into a frenzy of delighted pings. I screamed out and frantically tore at the sheets as I began to lose control. My teeth returned to their grinding snarl, but my chest heaved with exasperated pants. Rachel’s eyes maintained their covetous glare, but her mouth lost its smugness. Her beautiful lips parted and cries of pleasure flowed from them. I saw the crack in her defenses, and seized my opportunity as an orgasm began to rise within me.

My thighs flexed and squeezed against her restraining hands. Her strength gave out, and I clamped my legs together about her pounding hips, securing her deep inside me with my crossing ankles. We both let out a mutual cry of delight, but I recovered faster. I twisted my body to the left, planted my palms flat against the bedding, and spun her on her back, with me straddling, back in control. Before I could revel in my victory with a smug smile, Rachel retaliated by gripping my flailing hair in both hands, and ripping my head back. My spine shot into an arc of concavity and my face was forced to the ceiling. I growled in approval as the brutal combativeness mixed with carnal lust. My thick, red thighs clenched about Rachel’s waist, and I jackhammered my ass up and down along her length, squeezing her with my anal muscles and smashing the delectable fat of my ass into her pelvis. Rachel groaned and pulled my hair until the roots were singing out in delighted stings. My eyes watered as pain accentuated pleasure, and I grinded harder than ever; my hips driving and my abs flexing in waves of straining muscles. Our tones of lust were a chorus of growls, pants and exasperated cries. Our movements were fluid in motion, but jerking and violent in rhythm. I stared at her from the bottoms of my eyes, and she looked at me from the tops of hers. We were both feeling it, both rising past the point of no return. Rachel shot upward and pressed her breasts to mine. Our skin was hot and slick with the exhaustive strain of our love, and our busts squished and deformed in a delectable pressing of nipple on nipple, and flesh on flesh. Her mouth leveled with my own, and I reached back and entangled two hands with white hair. Our lips met, sucking and consuming. Our tongues battled within our mouths as our bodies rose in long, desperate heaves. We screeched the ascension of our orgasms into each other’s mouths; our eyes fixed in a wide, panicked stare, our thighs flexing and lifting, our chests beating against our pressing busts. The tremors ripped through me in a torrent of felicitous spasms, and I felt Rachel pulsing with uncontrollable urgency inside me. Our desperate tones screamed from mouth to mouth, our bodies locked in a final, paralytic stasis, and then the feeling burst inside both of us.

Her cum rushed into my desecrated rectum, burning it’s delicious viscosity into my tender reaches. My pussy and ass convulsed with sporadic spasms as I declined, my shrill scream subsiding in Rachel’s mouth until it was a whimper. Our frantic heartbeats steadied in cadence until they were a thumping rhythm pounding against each other’s chests. Our mouths worked softly against each other’s lips, no longer devouring with carnal hedonism.

“That’s a fucking tie.” Rachel gasped as she parted from the kiss.

“Well, we can’t have that, can we?” I laughed through my heavy breaths, “This ain’t fucking soccer.”

“So…round two?” Rachel asked, growing hard in my ass.

“I need a smoke,” I smiled, “and a chance to tempt you with more than my body.”

“Ooooo,” Rachel mused with sarcastic excitement, “is this the temptation you and God have been concocting? The great, mind-blowing offer that will leave me begging for your love on my knees?”

“Yes,” I smiled as I dismounted Rachel, moaning slightly as my ass prolapsed about her cock, “and I miss the innocent little Rachel who wasn’t a sarcastic cunt.”

“Bend over and let me eat that flower.” Rachel smirked, “Oh, and Sweetie; if you could clean your ass off my cock, that would be great.”

“Is this how a relationship with you is gonna be?” I sneered as I leaned back and pushed my rose-budded anus into Rachel’s face, “Passive-aggressive nagging?”

“I’m sort of the man in this relationship,” Rachel smiled, “so you’ll be the nagger. I’ll grow a beer gut and yell at football games, while you make me a sandwich and rethink every decision that led to your situation.”

“Oh you’re the man in the relationship?” I laughed as my finger ran along Rachel’s cum-covered cock, “you know I can grow a penis, right? Hell, I can grow as many as I want.”

“I think one’s enough for you,” Rachel said as her lips smacked against my tender, protruding inner skin, “well…two might be nice.”

Rachel sucked the bulging, pink flesh of my prolapse as my lips closed around her glistening cock. I swallowed the delicious frosting of her loins and savored the tangy filth of my ass on my tongue. We moaned in mutual pleasure as our mouths gently cleaned each other’s sullied parts. Her tongue pushed the bud of my anus back inside me, and my tongue wrapped about her girth and slid the rest of her seed into my mouth. Rachel’s cock suddenly seized up, throbbed, and then burst another stream of cum into my mouth. In my shock, I startled up, and was immediately showered with her hot seed. Rachel screamed in delight and thrust weakly into the air as her viscous nectar drenched my hair, face and tits. When she was done, she gave my asshole a parting kiss, and smiled wryly at me.

“That doesn’t count,” she giggled, “it’s halftime.”

PART TWO: HALFTIME

GOD

“Come on, God, you can take more than that!” Anna yelled encouragingly as my belly swelled from the enema. She held the clear tube in my ass with one hand, and the bag high in the air with the other.

“Look,” I growled through pleasurable strain, “I don’t usually do these; my colon is always clean.”

“Oh, look at God over here with the pristine, holy, asshole,” Anna mocked, “and it’s not about cleaning you out, it’s about absorbing as much of the aphrodisiac into your bloodstream as possible.”

“Did you read this in one of your bullshit grocery-store checkout magazines?” I asked as I struggled to keep my muscles loose, “Look, it feels good, Anna, but I don’t think it’s doing…any…thing…”

“Oh?” Anna laughed as my eyelids drooped in a pleasant stupor, “not doing anything?”

“So,” I smiled mellowly, “how long do I hold it in for?’

“Around twenty minutes, and then you can just let it out-”

Need you, God. Lucy spoke in my mind. I looked up at the projection screen and saw Rachel and Lucy stepping out onto her balcony for cigarettes. Now was the critical moment.

“Anna,” I addressed Rachel’s slave, “do you still have that plug in your ass? I’m gonna need it.”

RACHEL

I glanced over the splendid vista Lucy’s bedroom balcony presided over. Brimstone formations dotted the landscape, while the massive underworld city stretched between them, the lights gleaming in the night sky. I inhaled the sweet burn of tobacco and followed it with a sip of my mojito. I had taken off my dress, and was now slouched in the couch in all my naked glory. Lucy sat beside me, naked save for the fishnet stockings that never seemed to leave her legs. Her eyes unabashedly lingered on my dangling cock, and then gazed longingly at my ass and tits. I would have scolded her with a “my face is up here” comment, but my eyes were too occupied with her own assets to say anything. We just sat there, smoking and eye-fucking each other between sips of our tropical beverages. Goddamn, she was good in bed. Better than Kaitlyn, and much better than God. The best I ever had.

“Lucy,” I asked, “what are the rules to this test anyway? Whoever comes first, loses?”

“Well, that’s certainly how we played it,” Lucy laughed, “but there are no rules. You can come as many times as you want.”

“So, I was holding back for nothing?” I asked.

“Didn’t it make it better?” Lucy smiled slyly, “Holding off for as long as you can, until you just don’t have the strength anymore, and you burst from the inside? It felt great for me.”

“Then how do I win?” I asked.

“By rejecting me.” Lucy said with a slight frown, “After I offer you all my body and love have to give, you can say ‘no,’ and win…if winning is that important to you.”

“Oh,” I smirked with a faux-pouty face, “is Lucy guilt-tripping me? Should I have sympathy for the devil?”

“Great song.” Lucy said.

“What?” I asked.

“Fucking millennials.” Lucy grumbled.

God appeared before us in a burst of golden light. She was her usual beautiful self; her face a portrait of motherly beauty, her golden hair draped over her tan shoulders, her body sculpted with perfect curves, her belly distended from her abdomen in a…wait, was she pregnant?

“No,” God smiled, answering my mental question and holding the belly that bulged from her dress, “Anna and I are experimenting with enemas. We got so hot and heavy watching you two going at it, we wanted to heighten our own butt stuff for later. By the way, Lucy; that asshole is fucking ruined.”

“Yeah,” Lucy said, glancing down at the gaping hole between her legs, “there’s a draft in there.”

“You just gonna leave it like that?” God asked.

“I like it like this,” Lucy smiled, the cherry of her smoke brightening as she inhaled, “I’ll tighten it later if Rachel wants another shot at it.”

“I hear your going to tempt me with some great offer,” I said to God as I placed the cigarette between my lips, “some kind of deal that’s predicated on my feelings for Lucy.”

“A wedding present,” God smiled, “if you’ll have it.”

“Sounds like bribery,” I smirked, “how would you know if I actually loved Lucy, or if I was just faking it to get what I want?”

“Bitch, I’m God.” God laughed, “I can read every thought in your mind. Purple, one-thousand ninety-two, Tom Brady, John Travolta, and yes, Area Fifty-One has aliens, and Elvis is in cryo there. C’mon Rachel, don’t fuck with me.”

“That’s rich coming from you.” I laughed.

“Oh, I paid my debts,” God smiled, recalling our ordeal at The Chapel, “you don’t get to hold that over me any longer.”

“You enjoyed it too much.” I replied.

“So did you.” God chuckled.

“Ok,” I said, leaning back and crossing my legs, “what’s your offer?”

“I want to make you a goddess.” God said in a very matter-of-fact way.

“Wut.” I responded, not quite processing what she just said.

“If you and Lucy love each other,” God smiled, entwining her fingers nervously in front of herself, “I want to make you her true equal.”

The cigarette hung loosely from my lips, and then fell embers-first onto my lap. God extinguished the flame before it could singe my skin, but I didn’t react either way. A goddess; God wanted to make me a goddess. All the power I could ever want, second only to the almighty herself. The power to create, and the power to destroy. The power to shape entire civilizations in my image, the power to summon matter from nothing, the power to…

“Yeah,” God laughed as she read the tendrils of my mind, “I thought you’d like it. You’d come with me and Lucy into the next cycle after this one ends, and all the cycles that follow it. But Rachel,” God levelled her gaze on me, “you know the condition.”

“As much as you may want to love me,” Lucy said, pushing out her cigarette, “we can’t give you this gift unless you truly do.”

“And I can tell you’re still not quite sure either way,” God said, searching my eyes, “I wonder if it was unwise to tell you our offer; I wonder if its knowledge may cloud your ability to see love when it’s in front of you.”

“She’s heard what you have to say,” Lucy said to God, “and I’m sure Anna’s getting very bored in the theatre room by herself.”

God raised a single eyebrow at Lucy, and then vanished in a flash of golden light. I lit another cigarette and inhaled as I processed what just happened. Lucy eyed me for a second, and then scooched over and laid her head on my shoulder. I wrapped an arm around her and lazily played with her hair as I thought things over.

“It’s a lot to take in, isn’t it?” she whispered.

“Yeah…” I trailed off. My mind was a battleground of conflicting desires and cautions. Ever present in this conflict, was the elephant in the room: my feelings for Lucy. What did they mean, were they real, and more importantly, what was happening to me?

“Hmmm,” Lucy laughed in a slight vocal fry, “you are adorable when you’re thinking.”

“Oh yeah?” I smiled down at her.

“Your brow does this little thing,” Lucy smiled, pushing the skin of her brow down, “and your lips kind of pinch together.”

“There are a lot of adjectives I could use to describe you,” I chuckled, “and ‘adorable’ is not one of them. You could be dressed in a one-piece footie-pajamas with a stuffed bunny in your arms, and you’d still look like you wanted to eat my ass.”

“Even when I’m looking up at you with my big, golden eyes,” Lucy whispered, her lips pouting in her best cute-face, “and your cock in my mouth?”

“You just look hungry,” I smiled, and pulled her closer, “and I look like a meal.”

“Mmmm,” Lucy hummed, her forked tongue flicking across her black, juicy, lips, “and you are delicious.”

“We’re compatible, aren’t we?” I asked, looking into those big, golden eyes, “I don’t know about you, but when we were together, it felt…right.”

“You make it sound like we’re bachelorettes in our forties,” Lucy chuckled, “looking to just settle. But yes, we are very compatible in bed.”

“I’m going to give you a hypothetical question,” I said, losing myself in those golden irises, “and I know you’ll answer it truthfully, because you’ve always been honest with me.”

“I hate hypotheticals, but go ahead.”

“Let’s say I fall for you, and we live out this cycle. Billions of years pass, the universe ends, and God brings us back for the next cycle, and the next, and the next on forever. How long do you think love can really last?”

“Forever,” Lucy said, almost instantly, “actual love lasts forever.”

“How do you know?” I asked, “How could you possibly-”

We were transported in a puff of black smoke, and appeared in a very old looking part of hell. The street was bustling with familiar night life, but the architecture, languages and people all looked so foreign to me. I was naked, and caught the eyes of every person who could see me, but I was not at all anxious or ashamed; those days had passed.

“Where are we?” I asked Lucy.

“This is hell from…two billion cycles ago,” Lucy said, her irises topping the whites of her eyes as she thought of it, “before God ends a universe, she just shoves all the afterlives we’ve created into storage, and then adds them to the new universe. We’re here, because I want you to see the couples. Look at those two: Ranok and Frendia; been together for two billion cycles. Or those two: D’jikit and Glondia; ten billion cycles. I could go on and on. Sure, they break up, they see other people, sometimes they shoot each other in the street, but they always come back together, because they aren’t whole without one another. It’s sad, in a way, that these souls have become so dependent on each other that they can’t exist apart, but I suppose it’s beautiful too.”

“Why would you ever want that for yourself?” I asked Lucy, “A woman like you; so strong, so independent, so-”

“…so weak, and empty and lonely.” Lucy smiled sadly, “I don’t want to throw myself a pity-party, Rachel, but it’s true. God and I love each other, we’ve done everything with and to each other, but we’re not lovers, we’re sisters. God has a maternal disposition that makes her immune to the want for real love, but I don’t have that in me; I have the human condition. I’ve suppressed it for eternity, but it always comes up. A drunken rage that ends the universe, a hostile takeover of earth, killing or tempting God’s favorite children; I could go on. And why do I sometimes have a genocidal tantrum? Because I don’t have anyone to share my joy, hate, pain or love with, not in the way that these people do.”

I stared at Lucy for a long time. There weren’t tears in her eyes, but I could see the pain behind them. I wanted to take that pain away and make it my own, or at least share it with her, and lighten the load. I reached out to her, and brought her head against my breast. She stiffened for a moment, and then relaxed. I kissed the top of her head and rested my lips there while she held me, and I held her. In the street, souls that had lived together for trillions and trillions of years held hands in a companionship I was beginning to understand.

“Rachel,” Lucy whispered, “you are rock hard right now.”

“Shhhh,” I whispered back, “don’t ruin the moment.”

“I think you’re ready for more,” Lucy giggled, her forked-tongue flicking my ear lobe, “halftime’s over, Sweetie.”

PART THREE: YOU GOTTA LOSE, TO WIN

RACHEL

When the black smoke cleared from my vision, I wasn’t where I expected to be. The red, passionate glow of Lucy’s bedroom was gone, and had been replaced with a phosphorescent pink that lit the length of a massive hall. Vulgar statues of women in various states of lust lined the red carpet of this hall, which seemed to stretch forever before converging at a throne with two sets of chairs. My elegant, white, dress was back on my body, now clean and without a tear or tatter. My wrists were bound with golden cuffs, reminiscent of the jewelry I’d seen Arab princesses wearing in old movies. A similar garment was clasped about my neck, and though it was rigid and cold, it was not uncomfortable. Adorning my head was a golden tiara, bejeweled with rubies and engraved with the golden, voluptuous figures of demonesses.

“It’s all a bit opulent,” Lucy’s voice yelled from the throne she sat upon, “but it fits my taste.”

“I like it,” I said, looking at a statue of a woman being double-penetrated, “it’s very…you.”

“You can add you own touch to the place,” Lucy yelled, “if you were so inclined to. Come have a seat, see how you like it.”

“I know you’re the queen of hell,” I smiled and turned to the demonic monarch, “but I didn’t think you’d have an actual palace.”

Lucy was in a black gown that was unusually conservative for her. Her cleavage still showed in all its red glory, but beneath that, everything was concealed in a satin sheath. Her dress trailed behind her and draped loosely on the plush carpeting, and I pondered for a moment if she was showing me her wedding gown. Her wavy black hair was now bouncing with curls, with an obsidian crown atop it, and her ears were adorned with hanging, diamond-encrusted rubies.

“Why wouldn’t I?” Lucy laughed, her features becoming clearer as I approached her, “Excess and greed are all things I hold very dear; things you certainly enjoy as well.”

“And I suppose that throne you’re sitting on only had one seat just a minute ago,” I smirked, “I think mine should be higher than yours.”

“Careful, bitch,” Lucy laughed, “you’re standing on a trap door right now, and I don’t think you’d like where it goes.”

“If you truly loved me, you’d give me everything I want,” I said, now strutting in a hip-jutting gate to Lucy, “even your title as queen.”

“Power, power, power,” Lucy smiled, her white teeth flashing brilliantly in the pink light, “so easy to want, so hard to gain, and oh-so hard to share.”

“Sharing is fucking boring,” I laughed, climbing the steps to the throne, “I want everything for myself.”

“So do I, Honey,” Lucy said as she stood, our eyes now staring levelly, “and I want you, all to myself.”

“I told you, I’m not monogamous,” I whispered through a smile, my hands leaving my sides and bringing Lucy to me by the hips, “I’m going to cheat on you every fucking day.”

“I’m willing to share,” Lucy smiled, her lips brushing against mine, “but you have to be too.”

“You know that goes against my nature,” I grinned at her, “you know any love we have will be an endless competition.”

“It makes for great sex.” Lucy whispered, her big, golden eyes staring longingly into mine, “But Rachel; you’ll always lose.”

“And why’s that?” I whispered back, my hands traveling from her waist and gripping the juicy cheeks behind them.

“Because I’m better than you.” Lucy said with a breathy gasp, and the game was back on.

Lucy spun us around until my back was to the throne. Before the realization struck me, her ankle slipped behind my knee, and she pushed forward. I fell back into the chair, and the claps around my wrists and neck fused to it, forcing me in an upright sitting position.

“This is cheating,” I laughed, and pushed my heel against Lucy’s breasts before she could pounce on me, “that’s not conducive to a healthy relationship.”

“Oh, Sweetie,” Lucy chuckled and pushed my foot away, “if we ever have a relationship, it will be far from healthy. The safe word is ‘banana;’ don’t be a pussy and say it…right away.”

Lucy placed her hands against my knees and guided them to spread. I didn’t stop her. My eyes were fixed on the massive bulge that protruded from the satin cloth between her legs. It didn’t move quite right, it shifted in two directions, almost as if…

“I believe you said ‘two might be nice,’” Lucy smirked, her golden eyes filling my vision, her breasts falling from her bodice as she leaned forward, “I know how to catch a hint, Rachel. Looks like I’m the man of the house now.”

“You gonna take care of me, Baby?” I asked, biting my lower lip in anticipation and shifting my gaze to the tent I was pitching in my own dress.

“Ooooh,” Lucy cooed as her hands slid my dress passed my thighs, and exposed all my parts to her, “does somebody have needs to be fulfilled? You look so tense down here, Rachel; do you want me to loosen you up?”

I nodded my head eagerly and watched as Lucy pushed her dress off. It slipped from her bust and fell along her vulgar curves in a flutter, but stopped just short of her pelvis. The dress draped atop the rigid, throbbing things between her legs, and my mouth watered at the size of them. Lucy looked at me from the tops of her eyes, a naughty smile strewn across her black mouth. She slowly, delicately removed the cloth that hung from her, and revealed the prize she had waiting for me. Two, thick, red, bulging cocks stood on top of one another between her legs. Her balls hung pristinely between them, and below that, the wet lips of her pussy were barely visible. She bent forward, nearing her face to mine as her hands traced up my thighs, tickled the lines of my pelvis, and then clasped gently about my cock. A gasp slipped from my lips, and a coy smile formed across hers. She stroked me with slow, gradual movements, lubricating the lustful grasp with my precum. All the while, her hips moved ever closer, nearing my two holes, ratcheting up the anticipation that was beating in my chest.

“Remember, Rachel,” Lucy smiled, “the safe word is ‘banana.’”

She penetrated me. Two cocks, pushing against my tight orifices. I cried out and pressed my head hard against the wood of the chair. She entered me slowly, moaning as I embraced her from the inside. The cock in my pussy slid in and stretched my tightness perfectly, while the one in my ass forced me open with a painful push, and then expanded my rim to a thin, pink circle. Lucy’s brow furrowed, her eyes focusing in concentration as I squeezed both of her members with my erogenous muscles. Deeper and deeper she went; her two cocks pressing together against the membrane that separated them, pushing through the tightest reaches of my depths, touching every nerve inside me. Our pelvises met, and our voices rang out in a duet of carnality.

“Oh, fuck, Rachel,” Lucy breathed, “you are so fucking tight.”

“Am I too much for you?” I laughed through my gasps, “The safe word is bana-”

Lucy sent my taunts into a screech with a vicious thrust of her hips. She tore through my insides with wanton abandon, forcing deep rushes of aching pleasure to burst into my nethers. Her grip on my cock tightened, and she jerked me with a possessiveness I’d never felt before. Her moans filled my ears; a melody to the fervent beat of her rhythm. My thighs spread wider and wider for her, my mouth hung open to yield scream after scream. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I screeched, my dress darkening with the strain of my lust, my tan complexion gleaming beneath it. Lucy’s red breasts jiggled teasingly in my face, but I was too warped in my own pleasure to feed upon them. My own bust rippled beneath my bodice, and Lucy greedily tore my dress down the middle with a rip of her hand. My chest was freed, my tits flailing in violent bounces as my body was lurched back and forth to the whim of Satan’s brutal drives.

God, it was good. My pride began to wane in the face of the growing pleasure. The temptation to give in, to falter and say ‘you win, now fuck my brains out,’ was ever present. But she was doing just that; fucking my brains out. My mind became a cluttered mess of screeching pleasure interrupting transient thought. Every drive of her hips, every stroke of her hand, every breath she blew heavily on my neck, her smell, her body, her warmth on top of me…inside me…. forcing me open…beating me into submission…her power…her…power…

A single, lucid thought scorched into my mind. During the fourth trial, I had resigned myself to the fate of being a slave to the demons. But I hadn’t done it quite like that. No, I had ambitions. I was going to be the mistress of my captors, the eventual alpha female of a band of rapists. That’s what I could do here. Use her power over me, against her. And how do I do that? By giving in to her, by accepting my position, making her lower her defenses….

My legs spread wider around Lucy’s driving hips. The last of my defenses fell, and I became her slut. Pathetic tones permeated from my gaping lips. My eyes writhed in chaotic fervency in my sockets, their irises baring an expression of complete surrender. My abdomen no longer flexed to grip her, but loosened, and let her drive inside me without resistance, without trying to make her come before I did. I was immediately taken hold of by her lust. It overpowered me, drove into me, sank its fangs into the jugular of my soul.

“Did you just give up on me?” Lucy panted, her mouth grinning.

“Don’t stop!” I screamed.

“You’re a shameless little whore, you know that?” Lucy sneered, her freed hand gripping my chin.

“Yes!” I screeched, my hands tensing in ridges of tendons as the orgasm began to build.

“You were so defiant,” Lucy laughed, reveling in her supposed victory, “so fucking proud. Now look at you. What are you, Rachel?”

“Oh fuck!” I squealed as I felt my pelvic floor jutting from my pelvis with each pull of her hips, “GAAAAH, I’m just your little slut!”

The words flowed naturally from my mouth, because they were speaking the truth of my soul. In this moment, I was her little slut. She could beat me, berate me, torture me, and I’d love it all. But beneath the pathetic layer of my surrendered self, lurked the woman waiting to the spring the trap. I just needed Lucy to give me a chance. Just. One. Chance.

LUCIFER

Rachel had melted in the heat of my sexuality. Her body bent and twisted in her restraints to the whim of my movements. Her mouth screamed her surrender into my ears; the tone of her voice bearing not a hint of falsehood. Were this her final test, she would have just failed, but this was not just a test. I’d beat her down a little more, give her the best sex of her life, demean and berate her, and then I’d put the pieces back together and finally have a woman who loved me as much as I loved her. At least, that’s what I hoped would happen. For now, all I really wanted to do was take control of this bitch. There’s nothing quite like rubbing your opponent’s face in the dirt in terms of cathartic satisfaction, and in this case, sexual gratification.

I set Rachel free from her binds, and her surrendered body acted as submissively as I hoped it would. Her hands gripped the bottoms of her tan, jiggling thighs, and she spread herself wider for me. Her head dropped, her chin resting on her chest, and her back sliding down the chair. I continued to smash my two cocks deep inside her, and she simply reacted to me with whorish enthusiasm. Her back twisted and wrenched with each drive, but didn’t anchor and pivot to defy me. Her face bore an expression of lustful awe; her mouth hanging open and crying out pathetically, her eyes staring at me with devout compliance. I could do whatever I wanted to her in this state. So, I did.

I gripped Rachel’s face until her cheeks pushed forward and her lips squished open. I spit in her mouth, and she submissively accepted it, her eyes thanking me for my degradation.

“Jerk yourself off.” I ordered, and she did. Her hands moved from her thighs and stroked her cock in a desperate, jerking embrace.

“Am I doing it how you like?” she asked, her eyes full of hope, full of the desire to please me. I slapped her hard across the face, and she yelped in excitement and pain.

“You don’t speak!” I yelled at her, and she recoiled, her face a mosaic of fear, and unbelievable pleasure. I sent a backhand across her other cheek, and her head whipped to the side. A whimper brushed passed her lips, and she returned her gaze to me, her eyes begging for more. So, I gave her another, and then another, and then another. Every strike was met with a yelp that contained more and more arousal, until it was a moaning cry. Tears welled in her eyes, and what little makeup she wore smeared across her elegant face, whose cheeks were now flushed with red handprints. Her white hair was a disheveled mess, and hung in tangled strands across her defiled expression. Her blue irises bore the begging submissiveness of a loyal pup; staring yearningly from the tops of her whites. Her lower lip quivered, while her upper lip formed a hopeful smile. She wanted more, and I wanted to give it to her. It didn’t cross my mind that I was falling into a trap. In the heat of my lust-fueled power trip, rational thought was fleeting, and I let my guard down. I forgot who I was dealing with.

My hand came down, but my palm never met the tear-wetted soft flesh of Rachel’s left cheek. It was stopped abruptly in the air by a strong grip wrapped about my wrist. My hips stopped their thrusts; a shocked gasp tore from my lips. Rachel’s submissive portrait was gone, and replaced with a wide grin of sparkling teeth.

Oh, fuck.

RACHEL

I barely held back on an orgasm that would have ruined me. The quaking in my nethers was churning to chaotic levels, but I managed enough will to quell the feeling before it took over my mind. Through my euphoric haze of uncharacteristic masochism, I had a moment of clarity, and seized upon it. My binds were gone, and my hands were free. I saw Lucy’s arm reel back for another strike across my face, and I fought an internal battle during the milliseconds her hand arced through the air. Most of me wanted the blow to land, to deliver the painful stinging that accentuated the pleasure so much. But the prideful part of me, the part that would not yield to any man, woman or god, prevailed. My hand shot forward from its gripping position on my left thigh, and stopped Lucy’s blow in the air. Her body jutted to a stop, and that was all I needed.

My knees locked against Lucy’s hips. She drove into me, and I cried out with glee, but I kept going. I twisted her hand behind her back, and caught the other one with my right, before doing the same. I pressed my body to hers; tan flesh on red, squishing busts smearing glistening sweat. Our nipples inverted against one another; our pelvises met and our penetration deepened. Lucy’s mouth flung open to yield an involuntary moan, and I silenced it with a kiss. Her normally dominant tongue was left static and limp in her mouth, and I wrapped my lips around it and drew it in. I sucked her forked member as I placated it with my tongue, and I watched with satisfaction as her wide eyes closed into half-mast bliss. I couldn’t beat Lucy in a game of rough sex, but I had a chance with sensuality. Gentleness was something Lucy dished out with expert seduction, but it wasn’t something she experienced for herself. People didn’t want to make love to the devil, they wanted to fuck her. Well, I could make love to her. I could make love to the devil, because maybe…just, maybe…

I invited Lucy’s tongue to play with me. Teasing, tender flicks of my soft, wet member that didn’t bear combativeness, but a message of requited affection. Her tongue tentatively flicked across mine, and then joined in; not entwining in a dominating grasp, but playfully following my lead. My lips traveled to her mouth, and pressed gently against her own. I felt her body relax against me, and I dared to loosen my grip on her wrists. She didn’t grab me and throw me back against the chair, but softly caressed the line of my spine. My hands traveled delicately up her back, flowing along the creases of her muscles, and then rested in a finger-locked hold on the back of her neck. I drew her closer to me, and she came forward. Her hips began to gently thrust, and mine began to push back against her. Our face pivoted on the axis of our loving kiss, nose brushing nose, chin brushing chin. We came apart, and then drew together in long, deep grinds. Moans escaped our mouths and seeped into each other’s throats, but our kiss didn’t cease; the passion only grew.

A black flash of smoke later, and we were doused with the red glow of Lucy’s bedroom. I guided her to rotate on the bed until I was on top. I didn’t pin her shoulders and ride her like an animal, but cupped the curve of her cheeks and guided our kiss into greater ardency. Her hips thrust gently against me, and I grinded slowly against her. The member in my womanhood slid through my slick, tight depths with gradual, deep thrusts. It sent an ever-increasing swell of beautiful pressure into my nethers. The other shaft filled my anus with its rigid heat; pushing through my tension with stinging affection. I hummed a tone of pure devotion into her mouth, and flexed my inner muscles for her. She returned my moan with one of her own, and pushed deeply, breaking through my resistances with a tender invasion. Her hands slinked up my spine and entangled their digits in my white hair. She pushed my face closer; her lips feeding on mine with a consumption that wasn’t greed, but unending desire. I gave her my own desire in turn, and we trapped ourselves in each other’s love. Because that’s what it was…love. I knew it in that moment; I knew it with all my heart.

And then it came. It came in a rising tempest that churned within me. My hips jutted forward, and Lucy’s rigid love pierced me deeper than ever. She rose from the bed; her back arching, her thighs flexing, her pelvis bringing me upward in a final bout of uncontrollable lust. I pressed myself harder against her and screamed out, and my voice harmonized with her own and echoed against the curved walls of her room. The feeling didn’t stop, but built higher and higher. Lucy’s legs quivered and gave out, and we bounced from the bedding in a graceful crash. She screamed a hoarse, pained cry, and embraced me about the shoulders; hugging me closer to her, wanting me to feel the sweet love she was feeling. And I felt it. I felt the tremoring pulse of her twin members warping inside me. I felt the heat rising from their thin skin, and the bulging veins engorging for the eminent eruption. But above all else, I felt the toe-curling, back-wrenching ecstasy that was escalating inside me. It was mind-numbing, but through it all, I could feel the presence of her, of the woman who giving me this, who was sharing this with me. I felt her heart thumping against my chest; thumping faster and faster in cadence with her own rising euphoria. My voice gave out, and I simply mouthed my glory with a face convulsed in the highest reaches of my climax. Building, rising, trembling, and then…crashing. A wave, a flood that burst from the dams of my deepest confines, and scorched the infernal heat of its release through every vein and nerve in my body. Lucy choked a breathless gasp, and tensed in a rigid convexity of jutted pelvis and arching back. She trembled once, and then erupted inside me, filling my holes with her nectar of her love. It rushed through me in congruence with the torrent of my lust, and came together in melding of our bodies and souls. My hips shot forward, and I simultaneously squirted the fluid of my womanhood and manhood all over the both of us. Its heat mingled on our slickened skin, and lubricated the grinding motions of our bodies. The feeling subsided in sporadic aftershocks that kept us on edge, but eventually, the calmness took over our bodies, and our mouths met in a embrace as loving and promising as the one we had just shared.

I parted from the kiss, and stared into Lucy’s eyes. They remained closed for a second, savoring the kiss that still lingered hot on her lips. Her face was so calm, so blissful in this moment. A single, long exhale escaped her, and her eyes opened to slits. Her golden irises were welled with a sheen of tears, but her lips curved in a loving smile. I smiled back at her, feeling my own eyes begin to wet and sting.

“Rachel,” she whispered in croaked voice, “I love you.”

“Lucy,” I whispered back…

LUCIFER

Just fucking say it! my mind screamed in desperation, Just say it, Rachel; those three words.

I knew this was it. This was the moment it had all led to. There she was, her blue eyes glistening, her mouth forming consonants and vowels. Just say it. Those lips pursed for a second, stopping the words that were trapped against the backs of her teeth. Just say it. Her gaze burned into me, saw right through it all, through the bare nakedness of my soul. Just say it. Searching irises, smiling with affection, with desire, with need, but not love. She didn’t love me. She wasn’t go to say it. She wasn’t going to-

“I love you.”

My breath stopped in my chest. A moment past. Staring eyes, staring love. Deep love, true love. Silence, not a breath, not a gasp. Paralysis, but not of the body. Of the soul. And then it comes to me in a wave. It crashes down on me, and erupts from the reaches of my being. Tears streak down my face, and droplets of hot salinity splash with them. She’s crying too; crying, but smiling. I’m smiling; I’m grinning so hard it hurts. A giggle passes her lips, and it infects me. I laugh with her, and I can’t stop it from coming. Hysteria floods my mind, and melody of jubilant euphoria flows from my mouth. A torrent of laughter comes from me, accompanied by a wave of relief, and then a tsunami of ecstasy. We laugh with near-insanity, but the joy is just too much to conceal.

Finally, our composure came over us, and the manic euphoria gave way to the enduring warmth. Rachel bowed her head in a final fit of laughter, and then looked up at me, those beautiful, blue eyes sparkling, and planted a kiss on my nose. It crinkled in response, and a genuine laugh of love flowed from her lips.

“There,” she smiled, “that was adorable.”

“I have my moments,” I smiled, “Rachel, you-”

My thought was cut short in my mouth. Rachel began to change.

RACHEL

I became extremely aware of everything around me. It wasn’t just a sexually-induced hyper sensitivity, but a…connection. I could feel the air on my skin, but I could also touch the air, control it, move it. I reached out a single finger to the void, and felt the atoms sending their electric signals through me. Dipole moments conjured fields of energy that blanketed the fabric of what I thought was just empty space. The point of my finger pressed through the cloth of space and time, and emerged from the other side, translucent, real, but forming curves and lines that were both so familiar, yet so foreign. I pulled my finger back, and watched the plane ripple from the point of contact, as though I had just disturbed some gelatinous membrane. It was all there, and I understood it all. The tiny things that make up the larger things, that in turn, make the tiny things again. The walls were thick, hard and real, but also so delicate and thin that I could see through them. I advanced by consciousness further, and simultaneously was in bed with Lucy, and outside her balcony. Then I was outside her palace, and her city, and hell itself. My breath didn’t draw air from the space between dimensions, but my lungs didn’t beg for it. I was lost in a void, but knew exactly where I was going. Pluto passed by me, then Uranus, Neptune, Saturn, Jupitar, Mars, and then…Earth, home. No, not home; not any longer. The lush, blue orb in the black sky was as much my home as heaven was my paradise. It was so small, so fragile; a sapphire dot surrounded in a sea of ebony, an insignificant spec on an endless horizon. I closed one eye, and placed my thumb and forefinger in front of me, until earth appeared to be stuck between my pinching digits. And I knew, I knew with all my heart, that if I were so inclined, I could press my thumb and finger together, and that planet would burst into dust. If I were so inclined, I could drift onto that tiny blue rock, and give the world I once called home the paradise it always yearned for. Just a brush of my hand, a wiggle of my toes, and world peace would be ours. No, not ours; theirs. I wasn’t one of them any longer. I wasn’t part of the great journey of humanity, but simply a spectator. Were I to reveal myself, were I to rape my existence into their story, it wouldn’t be their story any longer. It should remain untouched. They should remain unknowing. God was right all along: life was too precious to remove the prospect of death.

I felt the heartbeat of another against my chest. I felt the pull of some great thing tugging gently on my soul.

Come back to me. It called, and I wanted to; I wanted to with all my heart. So, I did. I turned from earth and the last light of God, and I walked the path to the woman who called for me. My equal, my partner, my love. I’m coming back to you, Lucy, and I always will.

EPILOGUE ONE: KAITLYN

KAITLYN

I grazed my red fingers over the pink petals of a rose. The hermaphrodite garden was in full bloom, and with the opening of the flowers, came the seasonal surge in my libido. I leaked constantly from my female slit, and throbbed with insatiable desire from my male shaft. I walked the hedged maze of the garden, my body slinking in a lustful gate, my hips sliding from side to side, my breasts bouncing with a jiggle from each step. I moaned and ran a hand through my pink hair, feeling the buzzed side of my head and then entangling my fingers in the soft strands on top. My other hand trialed with needful grace down the golden piercings that lined my ample breasts, torso and cock. Every part of my body sang out with desire, and I acted upon it when the need grew too great. Visitors of my garden were treated with all I had, and I sated my appetite with their bodies, leaving them shaking and limping away with blissful smiles. I often called upon the other hermaphrodites to feed from me, as they were experiencing the same need. We’d writhe together in a beautiful, moaning mass of red flesh at the center of the maze; the green grass slickening with the clear nectar that leaked from our fertile holes.

But I hadn’t yet sated my appetite on this day, and as I brushed my fingers through the petal of the rose, the longing in my nethers grew. I looked around for one of my sisters, but all were gone. I sighed; maybe I’d have to take care of myself. I got on my knees, spread my legs, and bent over. My hand slinked back behind me, but stopped just short of penetration. There she was; Rachel. She had taken the hermaphrodite form, and was as beautiful a thing as I’d ever seen.

“Kaitlyn,” she cooed softly as she strutted to me, “why would a woman like you settle for your own hand?”

“It’s the change of seasons,” I smiled over my shoulder, “sometimes, the need is too great. It’s good to see you again, Rachel; I’m sorry you couldn’t pass your tests.”

“Oh, I passed them,” Rachel laughed, “I passed the last one early this morning.”

“And yet, here you are,” I smiled, “not the messiah, but a hermaphrodite.”

“A goddess,” Rachel smiled, “and soon to be married.”

“A goddess, hmm?” I mused, “I thought the urgency in which Lucy tried to tempt you was unusual, even for her. It makes sense now. Congratulations, my queen.”

“Don’t call me that,” Rachel giggled, “not you.”

“Ok, Rachel,” I chuckled, “why have you come to my garden?”

“I need a place to hold the wedding,” Rachel said, “and The Chapel isn’t going to do.”

“The amphitheater will suffice,” I said, “when will the wedding take place?”

“Right now,” Rachel laughed, “and I need a maid of honor.”

“Me?” I asked coolly, raising an eyebrow, “What about God? Or Anna?”

“God is the minister, of course,” Rachel smiled, and stepped right behind me, “and Anna is the household pet. You, Kaitlyn, are the one who showed me who I could be. You should be at my side.”

“I’d love to,” I said with uncharacteristic glee, “but I won’t be any use to you in my current state.”

“Well,” Rachel smirked, and unhooked the clasp of her dress, “we’ll have to do something about that, won’t we?”

The dress fell in graceful arc from her curved body, and revealed a welcome surprise between her legs. Two shafts grew rigid on top of one another, until they each curved upward with throbbing need. She truly was a goddess. Ten minutes later, I was on my knees and screaming. My head was tilted back, and resting on Rachel’s right shoulder. My neck striated with standing tendons, my mouth hung agape, and my eyes were wide in shocked pleasure. Rachel’s fingers pinched my nipples and gently stretched my breasts to conical points from my chest, her bust squished against my arching back, her hips drove into my pelvis, and her cocks burrowed beautifully into my ass and leaking pussy. She screamed out with me, and we quaked in unison as a toe-curling orgasm rocked through us. We thrusted against one another with declining ardency, and then embraced in a lustful kiss, seeped with satisfaction.

“Mmm, Rachel,” I cooed with a vocal fry as we parted, “you must visit me from time to time.”

“Of course,” Rachel smiled, “Lucy and I would love to walk in your garden.”

“Well, Rachel,” I moaned as I pulled from her, savoring her hot spunk leaking from my holes, “let’s get you hitched.”

EPILOGUE TWO: ANNA

ANNA

“Look, Anna, it’s not like I don’t appreciate you, it’s just…you’ve got to go back, you know? You can’t just be my pet for eternity; you have a life to live.”

I stared with tear-filmed eyes at my master. I had been her loyal bitch for three months now, but ever since she’d gotten married, she required my services less and less, until whole days passed where I wasn’t on my knees for her. I knew it was only a matter of time, but part of me had hoped in vain I could be the family dog of her new household.

“Master, I-”

“Rachel,” Master smiled warmly, “call me Rachel, Anna.”

“I-I-I,” I stammered, “I can’t!” I bawled, falling to my knees in front of her, clutching at the hem of her white gown, “please keep me, Master! PLEASE!”

Master dropped to her knees and touched my chin with a delicate finger. She raised my gaze up to hers, and I lost myself in those beautiful, blue eyes. She smiled warmly, and I couldn’t help but smile back with the woeful love of a loyal pup.

“You just need to live out your days on earth,” Master smiled, “and when you’re done up there, if you still want to be my bitch, you can come back to me.”

“It’s so long,” I cried, “a lifetime.”

“A blink of an eye,” Master laughed, “it will be over before you know it.”

“I can’t leave you, Master.”

“Rachel,” Master sighed, “call me by my name, Anna; that’s an order from your master.”

“No…” I whispered, “I can’t.”

“Alright, God!” Master yelled up to the sky, “I’m no good at this benevolent shit; get that holy ass down here and help me out.”

A flash of golden light, a chorus of heavenly angels, and God’s beautiful outline appeared next to Master’s. God smiled down at me with the warmth of a loving mother, and knelt beside Master until our eyes were level.

“Anna,” she smiled, “come with me, Honey; I’ve got something special for you in mind.”

God reached out her hand, and I gave Master an apprehensive look. Master nodded for me to take the almighty’s grasp, so reluctantly, I did, and saw the last of glimpse Rachel Johnson until my death. I disappeared in a blast of golden light, and I saw heaven for the first time. My breath caught in my throat when my eyes bared witness to its glory. Pristine mountains shone a blue hue in on the horizon, while lofty trees dotted the rolling landscape. Between the ferns and pines of the cresting hills, towered majestic buildings larger than any I’d seen before. They were ten miles tall and five miles wide, supported my marble pillars that stretched from the ground, through the clouds, and ended at the stone cross beams that structured their peaks.

“This is the city of heaven,” God smiled at my gawking expression, “my home.”

“It’s beautiful.” I gasped.

“It has its charm,” God smiled, and sat down on the plush cloud we hovered over, “sit with me, Anna.”

I sat cross-legged on the cloud, noting for the first time that my clothing had changed. The leather straps that normally bound me had been replaced with an ASU tank top and a pair of jeans. I reached for my brow, and the familiar blue horns that had marked my servitude to Rachel were no longer there. Had I a mirror, I would no doubt see that my silver eyes were now there normal, blue hue. I wasn’t hers any longer, and even the glorious landscape of heaven couldn’t lift my spirits.

“You’re sending me back, aren’t you?” I asked God.

“Yes,” God said, and scooted closer to me, “but you won’t be going back to school.”

“I don’t want to go back,” I said, feeling the tears welling once again, “I want to stay here with you and Mas…Rachel.”

God put and arm around me, and drew my face to her bosom. I rested my cheek on the soft flesh I had violated so many times, and let my tears fall between her cleavage. She pet my head lovingly, cooing tender words into my ear.

“Anna,” she whispered, “I’ve been thinking about something. I never really wanted a new messiah, as they always fuck things up, but I think I could make a small change in procedure and send a new ambassador to earth.”

“Me?” I laughed bitterly, “I could never pass Lucy’s tests. I’d fail the very first one.”

“Lucy and I aren’t doing the tests,” God chuckled, “at least, not for a couple thousand years. No, I think a change of pace is in order. Jesus preached the gospel of fellowship and compassion, and it’s probably netted more good than evil, despite the catholic church and the Holy Roman Empire. Now, I need someone to preach the gospel of life and celebration; an ambassador of heaven to tell the people of earth to chill the fuck out. Can you do that for me, Anna? Can you be my messiah?”

“Who will listen to me?” I asked, “How will they know?”

“They won’t,” God smiled, “they’ll think you’re some liberal nut-job trying to start a new-wave version of Christianity, but that doesn’t matter. Some will follow you, as some followed Christ when everyone thought he was crazy. After you pass, your followers will tell their children, and they in turn, will tell their children. Social media will spread it further, and every rotation of the sun will bring the people closer to true understanding.”

“So, you want me to…”

“…party like an animal and fuck like a whore,” God said, crinkling her nose, “and tell everyone who will listen that it’s what God wants.”

“Will you be with me?” I asked, “How will I know if I’m doing what you ask of me?”

“Yeah, I’ll be with you,” God said, touching a finger to my forehead and burning a connection between our minds, “just don’t tell anyone God is talking to you, or they’ll think you’re fucking crazy. I’ll visit you from time to time, coming in this form or another, and we’ll party together with the mortals.”

“God?” I whispered.

“Yes?” she asked.

“Before I go, do you wanna fuck?”

“I thought you’d never ask.”

EPILOGUE THREE: JAKE

JAKE

Self-driving cars are for pussies. Three years ago, when President Dwayne Johnson finally signed into law that all newly manufactured cars must be autonomous, purists like myself made a big enough ruckus to have him grandfather clause the beautiful, smelly, roaring fire of the retro combustion engine. Even after gas stations started closing, and electric charging centers popped up, I still drove my Impala with all the gusto a twenty-nine-year-old bachelor could muster. It wasn’t until I was faced with the screaming horn of an oncoming semi that I regretted that decision, but my regret was short lived. My head cracked the windshield, the whisky in the passenger seat blasted all over me, and my spine snapped just below my skull.

“Well, that was a hell of a way to go.” A familiar voice laughed in my ear.

I coughed a lung full of blood onto the brimstone plateau I was lying on, and looked up. A beautiful woman stood before me. Her features were elegant; her high cheekbones, blue eyes, white hair and tan complexion yielded a face of heavenly exquisiteness, and her curves and proportions outlined a figure more striking than I’d ever seen before.

“G-G-God?” I stuttered, looking around the cavernous cave that could in no way be heaven, but this woman was not the devil.

“Infidelity, assault, rampant drug use, cheating, lying, whoring, stealing, and last of all, drunk driving,” the woman said, ticking off my sins, “You’re not seeing God anytime soon, Sugar.”

“So, is this hell?” I asked.

“Yup,” the woman smiled, displaying a set of brilliant white teeth, “but you’ll just call it ‘home’ from now on.”

“Did Rachel make it?” I asked, “My sister; she went missing seven years ago, and we never found her or the body. Is she in heaven? Tell me she’s in heaven; she worked her whole life to get there.”

“Rachel Johnson?” the woman laughed, “That evil bitch is ten times the sinner you are, Jake. She’s down here where she belongs.”

“What the fuck are you talking about?!” I screamed, “Rachel was a Jesus-freak through and through! She never touched a drink, never talked to boys, she never even watched rated-R movies!”

“Rachel Johnson is a whore who takes it from any swinging dick that walks her way.” The woman laughed, “Just last night she was getting gangbanged by all the extras from her new movie; which is a porno, by the way, and not the vanilla kind you find on pornhub.”

“You lie!” I growled, “You’re the devil, and you lie!”

“Actually,” the woman giggled, “she’s the devil.”

I turned around and almost screamed at what I saw. Seven years ago, a woman dressed in satanic cosplay had given me the best sex of my life, and here she was before me, in all her red glory, wearing the exact same secretary outfit she had on before.

“It’s a therapist outfit!” Satan growled, “I was always kind of pissed you didn’t get that. Wasn’t the clipboard a good enough clue?”

“YOU!” I shouted, scrambling away on my hands and knees before darting to my feet, “You! You’re the devil?! The real, fucking, devil?! I fucked you!”

“I am, and you did,” she smiled, “and I bet you’re wondering who she is.”

“Your whore,” I snarled, “your bottom-bitch, your slave; I don’t give a shit! Where the fuck is Rachel?!”

“Well, I don’t think she’d want to talk to you after you called her such mean things.” Satan laughed.

I whipped my head around and stared in shock at the woman to my left. The curve of her cheeks, the jut of her chin, the angle of her brow; I don’t know how I hadn’t seen it before. But the white hair, the blue eyes, the tan skin…and the body….there was no way this could be Rachel. Not with the way she dressed, in an elegant white gown that would make the queen of England blush, or the way she talked, with language that would fit right in at a shipyard. This couldn’t be Rachel, it-

The woman touched a single finger to my temple, and memories that had been trapped in my subconscious flooded my mind. The devil had come to my apartment, and her name was Lucy. She had brought me to hell, where Rachel was waiting for me. I had to do something…I had to fuck my sister?! And I did it?!

“And you enjoyed it quite a bit,” Rachel laughed, “but don’t feel bad, Jake; Lucy corrupted you, and it was my fantasy to begin with.”

“R-R-Rachel,” I stammered for the second time, “how did you…what are…what the fuck is going on?!”

“You know that test Lucy sent you down here for?” Rachel said, magically conjuring a bench and patting the seat next to her, “That little memory you just got back?”

“Yeah?” I gawked, marveling at the miracle my sister had just nonchalantly performed.

“Well I technically passed them all,” Rachel said, guiding me to sit next to her, “but, I decided (through a series of extremely bizarre circumstances), that I’d rather become a goddess and chill with the devil than become the messiah.”

“She isn’t just ‘chilling’ with me,” Lucy smirked as she sat down beside me, and put a seductive hand on my thigh, “she’s my wife-”

“What?!” I screamed, whipping my head around and staring at Rachel. She just smiled and held up her left hand, and displayed the ruby-encrusted obsidian ring on her finger.

“…which makes you my brother-in-law.” Lucy finished, laughing at my shock, “So, you down for an incestual threesome?”

“WHAT?!”

“Jake,” Rachel whispered in my ear, her voice seeping with desire, “Lucy and I want you to fuck us.”

I couldn’t help myself. I grew hard as a rock in my pants, and both the women at my sides glared at the bulge that was morphing beneath my fly. I blushed at their unflinching regard, and placed my hands tentatively in my lap. No, I was not ready to fuck my sister (again), even if she wanted it, and even if she was the hottest piece of ass I’d ever seen.

“I think…” I gulped, “I think I’ll pass on that; thank you.”

“You’ll come around,” Lucy said with a devilish wink, “but you did just disappoint your sister.”

“I had five nights of BDSM riding on you saying ‘yes,’” Rachel pouted next to me, “now I have to be the sub. Thanks a lot, big brother.”

“And she sent a semi-truck right into your lane because she had so much faith in you,” Lucy chuckled, “how sad it is.”

“You fucking killed me?!” I whispered sharply at Rachel, my eyes widening in disbelief.

“You were taking too long!” Rachel laughed, “You didn’t have a wife, you didn’t have any kids (well, none that you knew about), and you spent most of your days high and all of your nights drunk! Trust me, Jake; I did you a favor.”

“I had goals!” I yelled, “I had ambitions!”

“Spending fifteen dollars on road-side blowjobs isn’t a goal,” Rachel laughed, “and being a porn star might’ve been a suitable ambition before you ruined this dick God gave you with herpes and whiskey.”

“It’s all better now, though,” Lucy smirked, her forked tongue flicked across my cheek, and her hand sliding along the crease of my thigh “and it looks like it works just fine.”

“My answer’s still no.” I said with a shaky voice, thinking this must all be a coke-induced nightmare.

“I don’t think Jake’s in a position to decide anything for himself,” Rachel giggled at Lucy over my shoulder, “I think we’ll have to lead him until the training wheels come off.”

“Oooooo,” Lucy cooed in my ear, “are we going to rape him?”

“I like to think of it as firm guidance,” Rachel laughed as she lowered her head to my lap, “we’ll see how he feels about it in a second.”

“No,” I said firmly, placing my hand on the top of my sister’s head, “No, Rachel, we did this before, and we are not doing it again.”

“Oh, Jake,” Rachel smiled up at me, a forked tongue flicking from between her luscious lips, “you keep acting like you have a choice.”

I opened my mouth to protest, but it was filled with Lucy’s tongue. It wrapped around my own and stroked gently, and the electric touch of her lips blurred all thought from my mind. My hand still rested on Rachel’s head, but it didn’t try to push her away. She unzipped my fly, wrapped a cool hand about my throbbing shaft, and then…wet warmth seeped all around me. Any apprehension I had left was gone, and my stopping hand just pet the head of my sister as she gave me the best blow job I ever had.

EPILOGUE FOUR: TWINS

RACHEL

“Yeah,” God said as she looked us over, “you’re both knocked up, and you’re both the father. So…congratulations?”

“I thought you’d be happier than this.” I frowned, and proudly held the small swell of my belly.

“I am happy for both of you,” God smiled warmly, “it’s just…”

“…you didn’t make them,” Lucy laughed, “and the last few times I got knocked up…”

“…he took over the universe, and I had to reset.” God finished, motioning a gun to her head with her thumb and forefinger and pulling an imaginary trigger, “So, Rachel, you see why I have my reservations. I usually just let genetics roll the dice when humans procreate, but when goddesses do, things get messy.”

“You want us to abort them?!” I growled.

“No! No! No!” God yelled, holding up her hands defensively, “I want you to abandon them.”

“Adoption, she means,” Lucy said, putting a hand on my shoulder before I lunged at God, “she means send them earth-side and let them live out mortal lives.”

“B-b-but,” I stammered, feeling the tears welling in my eyes, “she’s mine!”

“And she’ll still be yours in ninety or so years when she dies,” God smiled, “a blink of an eye. But Rachel; if you try to raise that baby down here, I know exactly what will happen. She’ll get uppity, think she’s the boss, try to take over hell, use your motherly affection against you to do it, and then she’ll come gunning for me. It’s the end-of-the-universe shit that happens every time Lucy feels like popping one out.”

“It’s true,” Lucy sighed, “every, fucking, time. Little bastards just don’t know when enough is enough.”

“So, we just…send them to earth?” I asked, “Drop them in some other mother’s womb, and let her raise my baby?!”

“I mean, if you read the bible, which I know you did, you would have certainly heard of Mary and Jo-”

“The bible is bullshit!” I screamed, “You said it yourself!”

“Look,” God said, using a firm tone now, “you pick the location, the time, and the mother. You get to decide what kind of life she leads, but you will not be a part of it. You get to keep her forever after she dies, and she’ll get the gift of living a human life, so what’s the big deal? Think of it as dropping your kid off at daycare, and picking her up after work. Children need to be properly socialized in order to become well-adjusted adults, and deities need to be properly humanized in order to become well-adjusted gods.”

I sighed and gazed at the small swell of my belly with melancholy affection. God was no doubt right, but it still felt like I was leaving my little girl alone in a cruel world. Lucy put a hand on my shoulder, and I rested my head on hers.

“C’mon,” she whispered, “let’s go find a place for our babies to live.”

I sent my wife and I from heaven in a blast of silver smoke, and we appeared in the Earth Observation Room. It looked like the command center for the Pentagon, as that was what it was based off, and was decorated with all the holographic maps and high-tech quantum computers a spy novelist would jizz over. It was all unnecessary, of course, but I had adopted Lucy’s penchant for theatrics over the five-hundred years we’d been married. I palmed the projection of earth, and glanced at the serene society that dwelt there. Anna Peterson had done her work well, and earth was a bustling community of hippies that lived out their days fucking like rabbits and exploring the meaning of meaninglessness. Goddamn, it was boring. A.I. had long since taken over, but the artificial intelligence took one look at the docile creators it was born from, and decided they weren’t much of a threat at all. Disgusting. I was hoping for nuclear ash and a Mad-Max style post-apocalyptic society of brutal Darwinists, but all I got was a neutered conglomeration of pacified philosophers. My daughter and her brother would not live here, no fucking way.

“My thoughts exactly,” Lucy smiled next to me, “let’s go back to a more interesting time.”

“Oooo,” I purred as I stopped in the late sixteen-hundreds, in a little town called Salem, Massachusetts, “this could be something.”

“You want our daughter to be tried and executed as a witch?” Lucy laughed incredulously, “What kind of a mother are you?!”

“No,” I smiled, “I want whatever surrogate we put our children in to be falsely tried and executed.”

“You vindictive cunt.” Lucy laughed, and planted a kiss on my lips, “you know little Justine will never forgive you when she learns the truth in death.”

“Oh, we’ll leave little hints for her in life,” I smirked, “and for Alex as well.”

“What’s going through that twisted, little head of yours?” Lucy asked, her golden eyes searching my blue ones.

“I don’t give a shit what God says; our children are not living boring, mortal lives.” I smiled, “I thought of a little story for our precious babies. I call it: ‘The Incubus and The Succubus.’”

“Interesting…” Lucy mused, “it’s been a while since I sent a demon to earth. Incubus, you say? Alex is going to be pulling pussy left and right.”

“And Justine is going to be taking every dick she wants,” I chuckled, “but the only ones they’ll really want…”

“…are the ones they can’t have,” Lucy finished, grinning from ear to ear, “you’re setting our children up for an incestual romance!”

“Mmmm, not a romance,” I smiled, “more like an abusive relationship. Way hotter.”

“Succubi and incubi our biologically immortal,” Lucy mused, “they’ll die violently.”

“Maybe by each other’s hands,” I said, “we’ll just roll the dice, and see how it plays out.”

EPILOGUE FIVE: AN NEW END

GOD

The universe almost never ends with just a boring entropy heat death. No, Lucy and I almost always fuck it up beyond repair, and I find myself in this exact same position: the barrel of a gun pressed to my temple, with my finger on the trigger. Well, at least this one wasn’t my fault, not directly. Rachel and her kids had gone fucking nuts, and whole galaxies were colliding in a PCP-induced rage. I told them angel dust wasn’t as innocent as it sounded but noooooo, they just had to snort a literal mountain of it.

“Look, I said I was sorry,” Rachel laughed as Lucy sat with her arms crossed next to her, “I don’t know what else I can say.”

“I forgive you,” I sighed, “it’s your first cycle as a goddess, and you lasted ten billion years before you went off the hinges. That’s a lot longer than I expected.”

“Can…” Rachel stopped, “Can I kill you? Killing God would be the ultimate power trip for me. If you just give me the gun-”

“Only I can kill me,” I said, “otherwise I’d have Lucy do it every time. Believe me, it’s not a fun experience.”

“You ready for non-existence?” Lucy smiled sadly at Rachel and grasped her hand, “We’ll be out of it for a few billion years.”

“What’s it like?” Rachel asked.

“Nothing,” Lucy said, “One minute you’re at the end of this universe, the next, you’re alive in the new one. Time doesn’t exist for those who don’t experience it.”

“True death,” I said blissfully, “sometimes I wish it could happen to me. You guys ready?”

A deafening boom shook the bunker we were hunkered in, and the single lightbulb that hung from the ceiling flickered on and off.

“That was Justine,” Rachel said proudly, “she just launched a full silo of thermonuclear missiles right into heaven.”

“They grow up so fast.” Lucy sighed with sad fondness, “Alex recently finished his black hole project in the milky way, and sent Andromeda crashing right into it.”

“I fucking told you guys to make them human,” I growled, “I thought I made it pretty fucking clear.”

“Uh-uh,” Lucy smiled, “You just wanted them to be ‘humanized,’ you never said anything about them being actual humans. God, could you make sure they’re in hell before you pull the trigger? I don’t think you’ll want to recreate those two from scratch.”

“I should send them into another dimension by themselves,” I muttered, “until they learn to grow up.”

“They’ll oversee hell while we’re gone,” Rachel smiled encouragingly, “they’ll figure it out.”

“They better.” I grumbled, “Ok, so what did we learn this cycle? Rachel? You have any lessons to share with the group?”

“Don’t do PCP with your kids,” Rachel recited reluctantly, “and don’t cause early childhood trauma to deities by killing their surrogate mother.”

“And you, Lucy?” I asked.

“True love shouldn’t be a game of enabling your loved one,” Lucy sighed, “and bad habits should not be encouraged.”

“That’s right.” I said firmly, “Now, let’s start over.”

Lucy and Rachel held me close, and rested their heads on breasts. They mouthed ‘I love you’ to each other, and linked hands between my legs. I smiled, my heart bursting with joy in witness to their love, and I pulled the trigger.

EPILOGUE SIX: AN OLD BEGINNING

LUCIFER

….And I’m back. God stares at me for a second, her head shaved at the side and dyed black in her grunge-era style, her preteen face baring an expression of perpetual boredom. The universe is young, but she’s already started creating life again. I look over my shoulder, and see the blue sapphire that is earth. She made dinosaurs again, that stupid bitch.

“I told you, no fucking dino-“

“I insisted.” Rachel’s voice says from behind me.

I turn around, and see the young face of my love smirking back at me. No, not my love, not yet. I’m still too young to think of her as any more than a friend, but she’s my best friend. God is my sister, and Rachel is best my friend. And my stupid best friend wanted to make fucking dinosaurs.

“They’re stupid,” I frown, “they don’t do anything but eat each other until I finally throw an asteroid at them and God gets her shit together.”

“Dude,” Rachel says, “they eat each other alive. That’s metal as fuck.”

“That’s what I always tell her!” God insists, “Finally, someone who understands! It’s all just matter eating matter in a futile attempt to make more matter! Nothing fucking matters! It’s all hopeless!”

“She stays like this for a while,” I whisper to Rachel as God has a breakdown, “but she grows out of it after a billion years.”

“Should we…help her?” Rachel asks.

“No,” I smile, “she has to get over it by herself; growing pains, you know?”

“Oh,” Rachel says, “Hey, do you wanna make a galaxy filled with nothing but poop? Just…poop everywhere.”

“You’re mature.” I laugh.

“Sentient poop,” Rachel giggles, “Queen Poop and King Poop, overlords of Cluster Centurion Excrement Nine.”

“Endlessly battling the evil softening forces of Emperor Fiber and his horde of Kale.” I laugh.

“And they make allies with the benevolent holy figure Pope Constipation the Second,” Rachel hacks through a fit of laughter, “who shows them the true path of stool-hardening righteousness. C’mon; let’s do it!”

Rachel holds out her hand, and I take it in mine. We walk the endless void of a new universe, two souls entwined together, forever.

AUTHOR’S NOTE

Thanks for reading the story of Lucy, Rachel and God. It was a joy to write, even after the popularity fell off. If you’ve ever read any of my Queen Yavara chapters (a full-length novel of almost 260,000 words that I still haven’t finished), you’ll know that I strive to write lengthy stories with complex characters. Sex is merely the tool I use to push further character interaction, and I think that is the defining trait that separates erotica from other forms of sexual entertainment. The circumstances, emotions and power-dynamic of those involved are what ultimately, make sex more than just the smashing of parts. I try to paint a graphic picture of the scenarios running through my mind, but I also want to highlight the emotional aspects of the act. I hope I translated my intents well on to your screen, and I hope that you enjoyed reading the God is a Slut series as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Between one-off short stories, I’ll be starting a new series (title pending) about the incubus and succubus, that are Rachel’s and Lucy’s children. It will be a stand-alone piece, but there will be callbacks to this series, including cameos of the starring cast. Despite some of the heavier parts of the God is a Slut series, I tried to keep most of it lighthearted; I will be taking the exact opposite approach with the story of the incubus and the succubus. I’ll try to publish the chapters every two weeks, and I’ll try to keep it at or below five chapters total. Once again, thank you all for reading, and for the few comments of positive and negative feedback I’ve received. I encourage readers to leave their thoughts below my stories, whether they be good or bad. Special shout out to Sean-007, who’s read every chapter, and left encouraging words after most of them.

White Walls.

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No worries! No Homo! Unless you count two women *wink*

For the themes, I want to put “and more”. But, I promise, No Male on Male.

You fuckers are in luck. I couldn’t sleep. I have to go to work in 3 hours, so I hope you’re grateful! LoL

If you haven’t read part 1 and 3 (2 is optional and not recommended for the feint of heart), then you’ll likely be lost.

This a Brother Sister Taboo story with appropriate over 18 ages. If you like please let me know, and I’ll try and write more. Any comments or suggestions for further writing is welcome. Much of what came after part 1 was comment driven. I have no intention what so ever of continuing my story. But, after finishing what may be the final part, I’m glad I did. Thank You. Please Enjoy!

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She laid there blindfolded, mouth wide open, as soft sweet music poured from her lips via the sound of sexual sighs. My sister licking her succulent pussy as I silently packed my sister’s ass with my steel like shaft. If there’s one thing I’ve learned from tonight, it’s this. Never fold a pair of queens.

We returned to the house, and the dance began. I swear my whole body shook the entire evening. Tremors flew through me as I constantly found myself short of breath, forgetting to simply breath. My sister just didn’t understand. What happened that first night with her was the most intense moment of my life, and if there was one woman on this planet with whom I wanted to spend the rest of my waking moments, it was the woman who came to spend the night with us tonight. I’d never thought of my cousin like this before. Instead of checking out my sisters delicious legs in those scintillating stockings, or that sweet ass I was determined to stuff full of my cock tonight. I found myself stealing glances at my conservatively dressed cousin. Imagining her legs beneath that long skirt. Imagining the bounce of her small breasts beneath her blouse as she breathed. “Holy crap John.” I took in a deep breath as my sister startled me. She giggled quietly, “You were turning blue. Freaking relax bubba.” She came close to my ear again, but I turned to face her quickly and took her tongue into my mouth. She clung to me like never before. I believe in retrospect that she wasn’t only as nervous as I was, but jealous as well.

At the time I took it as a sign of horniness. “Careful sister, Sarah is just around the corner you know.” I saw something in her eyes at that moment. It reminded me of the moment I first took the blindfold from her eyes after the first game. She was drunk on something different this time though, and the fire in my chest made me believe I felt the same.

She leaned over and said, “Breath.” I laughed breathlessly. Crap, this was going to kill me.

I didn’t just hear, but I could feel the foot steps of our cousin crossing the living room and rounding the corner. My senses were on high alert. “Are the precious babies in bed now?”

My sister smiled at Sarah, “They’re hardly babies anymore.”

“Oh, they’ll always be babies to me.” My cousin refuted as they walked away. “Although, I suppose it’s probably easier now that they’ve grown.”

My sister laughed, “I thought you knew. They only get harder as they grow.” I coughed as my sister called back to me from the kitchen. “You’re not suffocating in my hallway are you John?”

Sarah asked concerned all of a sudden. “Something wrong with John?” I stepped into the living room looking at Sarah. She looked back at me, and then at my sister in the kitchen. “There’s something going on with you two. I swear you’re as thick as thieves.”

My sister giggled. “I think we’ve bonded a great deal more, now that we’re both single parents.” She was talking to Sarah, but as she walked into the living room with our drinks in hand, she was looking at me with those same eyes again. I looked from her to Sarah and back again. Suddenly, I felt like I must be more composed underneath it all than she was. She looked at me with such desperate lust in her eyes, I couldn’t believe she was holding herself together now. I could ask her to drop to her knees and suck my cock right in front of Sarah, and I knew she’d do it without hesitation. Now I turned my attention back to Sarah, who was still looking at my sister. My cock was rock hard and the shaking was gone. I stood there with confidence as I stared down my prey. One way or another, I was going to fuck my cousin tonight.

My sister poured us some more drinks as I shuffled the cards, the chips already divided. “So what’s this then?” My cousin asked.

“Texas hold’em.” I replied smoothly.

She took another drink. “Now John. You two weren’t really serious about playing for the couch tonight were you?”

“We could always play for something else.”

My sister jumped in, sounding giggly from the wine, “We could always play strip poker.” Too brash, I thought. Patience and subtlety my dear sister. We’re going to have to sneak like a thief into the night for this prize.

My cousin scoffed. “You’re hardly wearing anything as it is. I’m sure poor John probably saw more of you at the park, than he’s ever wanted to see.” My sister and I exchanged a quick glance. She had no idea. “Let’s have some mercy on John and just play for fun.”

“That sounds like a great idea.” My sister gave me a sudden hurt look. The lust seeming to drain from her eyes. I just looked back at her giving her nothing. I was the hunter now.

As the night progressed, it became clear that we didn’t need stakes for the competitiveness to get out of hand. We were all blood relatives after all, and had each inherited that never ending desire to win and have control. As I lost another heads up game with Sarah, my sister looked down right down trodden. She was clearly frustrated in more ways than one. I could tell her jealousy made her eager to beat our cousin, and I used that advantage to siphon chips off her. It lead Sarah and I into heads up situations that I lost again and again. Sarah was laughing her head off, drunk with gaiety and power. Just like my sister was, I thought. Just like I was the next time.

I divided up the chips again. “Oh come on, it’s getting late. You can both get your revenge some other time.”

I shuffled the cards. “Last one cous, and we’ll be off to bed.” I smirked. The irony not lost on me.

Sarah laughed. “Ok, but I’m dwunk, so if either of you win, it’s luuuck.” My sister rolled her eyes. I wasn’t buying that fake slurr either.

My hole cards. Queen of hearts and Queen of clubs. My sister put out a heavy raise. My cousin laughed. She might not be drunk, but she was clearly too tipsy to keep the strength of her hand entirely to herself. Sarah tauntingly sang, “I’m gunna win again, I’m gunna win again.” The hauntingly familiar melody just made me want to ravage her all the more.

My sister’s frustration on the other hand was boiling over, “I Bet My Ass You’re Not!”

“Oooooo” Sarah and I simultaneously chided and laughed.

I couldn’t hold back. “That sounds like a bet to me. Loser is up for some spankings. And, I call.”

I could see the excited look in my cousin’s eyes. “I see how it is. You guys aren’t satisfied with me spanking your butts at poker, you need me to spank them in person too.” She tossed in the chips. “I call.” She said smugly as she perked up. We both had those bursting at the seams grins on our face, like we’d both swallowed a canary bird.

Now the flop. Ace of Spades , Queen of Spades, Ace of Clubs. I raised tossing in a negligible amount of chips, “Bare bottom spanking.”

Sarah burst with laughter again. “You two are going to be so sore when I’m done with you.” Again, the irony was not lost on me. “I call.” This put my sister all in. Her eyes turned to me. Soul-less. Just waiting for me to produce the turn. Instead I slipped my hand in my pocket, then extended my hand under the table and placed the blindfold in her hand. We held the gaze into each others eyes for a moment longer, as I watched hope and lust spark life back into her eyes.

The Turn. King of Hearts. I felt the blood drain from my face as Sarah started laughing breathlessly, tears rolling down her eyes. “You guys..” She had to take in breath. “You guys should have quit while you were… BEHIND” She burst into laughter again.

I grimaced, and my sister saw it. The hope in her eyes being replaced by concern. Stupid math, I thought. If I had to guess, my odds were barely above 2 percent. I was faced with despair, but this was it. It was now or never. I recomposed myself and spoke with confidence, “Hooo hooo. Somebody’s confident.”

“It’s over baby.” Sarah shook her hips side to side with each syllable. “Best get those booties warmed up for some serious spankings!”

“Oh, it’s not over yet.” I pushed a good helping of chips into the pot. “I raise. If you lose, you have to strip for us. Every stitch of clothing.”

Sarah’s mouth dropped open, and her cheeks became saturated with crimson. My heart was pounding now. I had practically no chance, but this was fun. Maybe the only joy I would get tonight, was to feel her bare hand on my bare butt, but I was able to make her blush like nothing before. Sarah rechecked her cards, then pursed her lips at me. “I call.” She had a confident little grin on her face, and I knew why.

Ten, Jack… Ace, King… Even just an Ace. It really didn’t matter. There were too many hands she could have that would beat me.

And, the river. Queen Diamonds.

It was a diamond. A gift from the heavens. Now for the finishing touches. Sarah eyed the card and then me. What was that look? It wasn’t just confidence. She looked like the Tigress, who had caught the hunter off guard. She was so beautiful. I almost lost my nerve, the feelings inside me were overwhelming. But, I was the hunter, and I was going to have my prize. I pushed all my chips into the pot. “All in. If I win.. you’re both my kinky little slaves for the night.”

Sarah didn’t budge. She didn’t fidget. She didn’t even blush. She just looked up and down my body with that look. That look like she could devour me whole, and there was nothing I could do about it. Then she tilted her head and put her finger to her chin. “Hmm… so what should I get if I win. Hmm…” She looked at my sister and back at me. “If you’ll both agree, if I win, then for the rest of the summer, you two are my personnel servants. You’ll bring me drinks. Rub my feet. And straight up kiss my ass however I want.”

“I call.”

My sister, sounding somewhat unsure, looked at me and back at Sarah. “And, I agree..” She flipped over her cards, ten of spades and jack of spades. It was a straight but a failed straight flush draw. Sarah and I barely spared a glance at her losing cards.

I flipped my cards over as Sarah looked down in horror. My sister jumped out of her seat with excitement and hugged me. “Freaking Awesome Bubba!” My eyes were ready to meet Sarah’s when she finally looked up.

“I can’t do this.” She said pale and shaking.

My sister walked around the table to her. They looked into each others eyes. Then, my sister leaned down and kissed her. After breaking the kiss, she gently stroked her face with her fingers and said almost angelically, “Yes you can.” She took my cousin’s hand and stood her up. My cousin’s eyes went straight to mine as she stood. Our smiles gone, our hearts both beating like wild animals. My cousins eyes returned to my sister as she led her by the hand to my sister’s bedroom, with me following closely behind. I closed and locked the door behind me.

Sarah stood facing the foot of the bed as my sister came up behind her and began to don the blindfold. “What are you doing?” My cousin asked nervously.

My sister gently kissed down the nape of my cousin’s neck as I quickly shed my clothes and sat at the foot of the bed. My sister then licked my cousin’s earlobe and whispered. “I’m making it easier for you sweetie.” My cousin cooed. Sighing but shaking very nervously as my sister’s hands went down her body and began to unbutton her blouse. My cousin’s hands went up to meet hers. She placed her hands on my sisters and said, “Please, I can’t do this. AWWWW” My cousin gasped out with a tantalizing moan as my sister simultaneously slipped her hand into my cousin’s skirt and began rubbing her clit, while the other hand tweaked gently at one of the nipples beneath her blouse. “Oh God, this can’t be happening.”

I stood and stepped forward. My cousin sensing my presence, pressed back into my sister’s embrace, her mouth hanging open as she was held mercilessly by my sister. I slowly unbuttoned her blouse, and slid it off her shoulders. She wore a beautiful thin lacy bra, that fell effortlessly from her chest. I removed it so gently, all that she felt was the cool air on her tits as the garment fell away. She began to panic. “JOHN NO!” I embraced her and kissed her deeply and passionately. She kissed back, screeching in surprise as my sister quickly tugged both Sarah’s skirt and panties down. My sister gave her ass a light spanking as Sarah pressed her naked body into mine.

The warmth was soon replaced by the cool air and silk sheets of my sister’s bed as I laid my cousin down onto them. I then came to my sister and whispered in her ear, “Lick her pussy. While I collect on our bet.”

We kissed. “Yes, Master.” My sister stepped forward to the foot of the bed and pulled her panties down to her ankles as she bent down and crawled up between Sarah’s long smooth legs. Sarah’s moans filled the room as my sister pressed her lips against Sarah’s pussy. I stepped forward and pressed my cock between the folds of my sister’s pussy. I then guided her hips as I slid my dick up and down, pressed against her womanhood. She moaned into my cousin’s sweet little pussy, and those moans echoed up out of Sarah’s lips. I had won the final forfeit from our first game night, and with my dick now well lubed from my sister’s juices, I pressed it against the opening of my first prize of the night. Slowly, I guided my dick into her ass. She gasped and whimpered, but pressed back against me as I shoved into the tightness of her virgin hole. “YES JOHN!” She moaned as the full length of my dick was tightly sheathed inside her. She moved her ass back and forth, egging me on, and I had no intention of disappoint her or Sarah tonight. I gazed at Sarah’s face as I grabbed my sister waist and pumped my cock into her.

She laid there blindfolded, mouth wide open, as soft sweet music poured from her lips via the sound of sexual sighs. My sister licking her succulent pussy as I silently packed my sister’s ass with my steel like shaft. If there’s one thing I’ve learned from tonight, it’s this. Never fold a pair of queens. I wanted to finish in my sister tight luxurious little tunnel, but I had to have my dick in that pie she was eating. I began rubbing my sister’s clit furiously as I pounded into her. Her legs were soon shaking as she cried out “God Yes!” Barely able to concentrate on the dessert in front of her as she came. I slid my hard on gently out of her, and held her in my arms so she wouldn’t fall. I lifted her up and kissed her, tasting my cousin on her lips. I thought I had died and gone to heaven. Lord knows, I was on my way.

“I’ll be right back.” I kissed her again and went to the bathroom to clean off my dick. I’m a gentleman after all. Then returned to see my sister on the bed at my cousin’s side, cradling her head, and teasing my cousin’s lips with her tongue. Sarah gasped as she felt my weight on the bed. My sister slid her hand down Sarah’s thigh and helped her spread our cousin’s legs for me. I touched the head of my cock to her wet entrance and could feel the intense heat radiating from her sex.

“John.. I Love You”

“I Love You Too.” I then looked into my sister’s eyes. “Both of you.” And pressed my cock home.

We fucked like bunny rabbits that night, and every night since. I sadly had to leave my sister behind that summer, but I took my cousin with me. It was the right thing to do. After all, she was having my baby.

One last thing, I thought might interest you though. It’s not something I ever discovered mind you, but something my son discovered the next morning when he got out of bed and went into the living room. There he saw the game of cards out on the table, we had played that night. He saw the busted straight flush and the four queens, and even at that young age had guessed that this must have been quite the hand. As he flipped over my cousin’s pocket ace’s.

The End.

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A long, rainy working day came to its end as John tiredly climbed the last few steps to his apartment. Unlock, towards the fridge, grab a can of beer, and relax. That’s what he thought his evening would be like, just a plain Monday evening. But as he walked past his roommate’s dormitory he saw the pink thong. Smiling he suddenly knew, this night was going to be long, for wouldn’t be able to sleep, not until she told him everything ‘bout her lover! “But never mind!” John told himself and continued to the fridge, complete today’s tasks, that’s the important stuff. Anyway if Cherrie picked another cherry, well, that was her business.
Cherrie definitely was hot, not only had she one of the cutest butt’s one could imagine, no, she was gifted with some gorgeous breasts too, just the right amount of delicious tanned skin, filling a strong lovers hand. At a height of 5, 5 feet and long brunet hair, she was so perfect; it was a screaming injustice that she didn’t really like men. Still, John got rock hard whenever he saw her naked, which happened quite often, ‘cause she never seemed to care whether he saw her or not, sometimes she’d even let her door open when she had a girlfriend with her. As most men, he went wild when he saw two lesbians licking and sucking anything they could grab, and not join in! She loved to tease him whenever she could. Sometimes she’d even expose herself in public, when she was sure he was the only one that could glare at her sex, and grinned when he stumbled, or dropped something or even worse, ran against someone or something.
Today was different; she had closed her door, even marked it for him. Even is she hadn’t, it was pretty hard to ignore the noise escaping from her room.
John dropped himself on the couch, zapping on TV. He tried to think about something else as two gals having sex, which was quite difficult, especially as he could hear the results of his roommate’s skill. After some minutes the moaning turned to screaming. Excited, John listened, for he knew exactly, that someone was going to be very satisfied pretty soon. Hopefully he peered at the door, eventually, there might be the chance he might catch a glimpse of the festival taking place. Of course he had watched his roommate sometimes, when she had accidentally or on purpose left her door open, but never when she had closed it. It never seemed right to watch without being invited. Sneaking a peak would be nice though, and hey what would she do? She wouldn’t mind, would she?
Without further consideration, he stood up, finally realising that his member had built a huge tend in his jeans, lusting for attention. Smirking, he quietly walked towards the wooden door. It was open, just a little, but enough to peer into the room. A moan caught his attention, and as he silently took a last step towards the door, he could see a girl, lying on her back on Cherrie’s bed. That was not Cherrie, and neither was the second girl, that had her face buried deep between the legs of the first, obviously kissing her most private parts. A shadow lay over wide parts of her back, but he could see that it was a lovely image of beauty, which continued to an even higher quality as his view went further below, to a full, and softly shaped back. From his position he couldn’t see the firsts’ face, for that part of the room lay out of view, but from the shacking of her body, he knew, she was close to the edge. Her perfectly tanned skin shimmered in the darkness and her big breasts showed some small markings, as if someone had kissed them just a little too hard. Her heavy breathing was a clear signal to everyone around, she was definitely very pleased with what her lover did. By now John had lost it, he just couldn’t stand this view and totally forgot anything apart from what happened on that bed.
As his eyes got used to the darkness within the room, he realized, that what he thought a shadow, was in fact a tattoo! What it pictured, he couldn’t quite get, but it looked like some kind of shade running from the backside of the seconds’ shoulders around her left waist, he could only guess where it might lead, if you turned her around. He opened the door just little more, and was presented with an even better view into the room, no, there was no one else present, so where was Cherrie? “Who cares”, John decided smilingly and decided just to enjoy the show, which men would ask for a third lesb, if he was watching two already! He could feel his dick’s pulsing, hell was that a sight!
As he still wondered where his roommate might be, he was pushed out of his thoughts by a loud scream escaping the licked girl, accompanied by a sudden muscle movement, the first girl came, loud and hard. But that didn’t stop the second from enjoying the fruits of her work, she just continued licking. John was fascinated by this, he never saw someone with this condition in pussy-eating. But after some minutes, the girls on the bed shifted positions, clearly they were on it for quite some time now, for the pungent smell of girl cum lay heavy in the air, and as the former-licking girl rolled over, he got a clear view on the first’s cunt, her swollen lips, dripping with her own juices and her shiny pink little friend was red. She must have had a great time, for she was still breathing heavily as she lay down next to her girlfriend. Soon she began her turn, as she slowly started nibbling her partner’s neck. She worked her way around and began kissing her stomach, just down to the navel, and up again, finding a now erect nipple with her teeth. A soft mourn escaped the now receiving girl, winding in pleasure. The giver turned her attention now to several toys lying around on the bed. She finally took a small vibrator, just enough to drive her girlfriend wild. John couldn’t see what exactly she was doing with it, but, what he did see were the consequences that this special attention had on the second girl, her breathing started to catch speed, and as John could see, enjoyed. The humming tone of the vibrator was fading as the girl started to moan seriously, for now the lover’s hand sank below between her girl’s thighs, until suddenly the hum disappeared. The lover just dropped it and began using her own tools, mostly her hands, and her lovely tong. She was twirling it around her girls’ breast. Teasing her, just to hear another moan, just to give what she had received first.
At this point John finally recognised what the tattoo was, a black dragon winding around the second girl, it came to the front at her left hip and continued further down and finally ended in the dragons tong, just above some tiny triangle of pubic hair, John smiled, some days ago, a friend told him about this kind of thing, he had called it, “the-way-to-fuck-me-point-triangle”, and before he knew what he was doing, he started laughing. At once, both of the girls jumped, surprised by the interruption. John was absolutely embarrassed, what was he thinking?! Probably, as all horny men, as much as nothing. For sometime no one said anything, until some small hand grabbed his shoulder and turned him around slowly. “Well, look who we have here”, said a very well known voice. He looked her directly in the face, seeing her angry expression, he suddenly realised: “I’m in big trouble this time!” Then she just smiled, “May I introduce Jane and Charlene?” Both of them looked pretty embarrassed, the thought of an unknown male stumbling into their little party was obviously disturbing them. John too was humiliated, getting caught while sneaking a peak on two friends of his roommate… Again, John wondered, what he had been thinking. He took a closer look at Cherrie, realizing she didn’t wear anything but a small pink top, again he smiled, he was quite sure were the rest had been left behind. Her breasts were delirious as ever, and the fact that she had a completely bold pussy completed the picture of a hot, sexy girl loving slut. But this time none of the three girls could miss at what he was grinning, his sight was too fixed on Cherrie’s thigh. “Never sneak on girls without permission!” they yelled in unison. Man, this night was going to be even longer than he figured, John thought. And he was as right as hell is burning.

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Jackie,Sheila Cindy & Granny Angie ,all owned & hypnotized by Master Marvin

Jackie’s face was covered in jism , as the 55 yr old married sexslave got off her knees & answered her front door . Oh its just you she laughed , it was her cuckold hubby Jason returning from work . Master Marvin has been working me over for the past few hours in our bedroom . He’s cum in all my holes & just gave me my second facial of the day . Nude , except for her dog collar & spiked heels , Jackie went to the fridge & grabbed 2 beers for her & Master Marvin , who was waiting for her in the bedroom. Marvin is taking me home tonight , so i wont be back til tomorrow . In an emergency call me ill be at his apartment . Marvin had dominated Jackie now for the past year & the 23 year old maledom often used the brainwashed slut as his house sexslave for days on end , leaving Jason alone without his wife.

Jackie walked into the bedroom carrying 2 beers & with cum still dripping off her face , Who was at the door Cumbucket he asked . Master Marvin it was my wimpy husband. Oh the cuckold is back from work already ??? he smirked . Well drink up , will be going to my place soon … As Jackie & Marvin finished their beers , Marvin grabbed Jackie by her collar & dragged her to the bathroom , where Jackie (who was used to it ) was pushed to her knees where her much younger master sprayed her face & hair with urine . Once he drained his lizard all over the married sluts face Jackie & Marvin took a water shower together . Marvin fisted the 55yr old cunt , before they washed up and left for Marvin’s place

Chapter 1

Jackie was dressed only in a thong bikini & heels when they arrived at Marvin’s apartment , this was part of her humiliation training . Where men young & old would stare at her wonderful rack & big fake tits.As they walked thru the apartment hallway. The former realtor , had changed professions since Marvin had hypnotized her . Jackie was now a part-time stripper & webcam model . Her cuckold hubby was still a realtor , but to humiliate the both of them her former co-workers would come to watch her strip. And she would even eat the pussies of some of her ex-coworkers. (It was okay , Marvin’s apartment complex had an indoor & outdoor pool , but none of the ladies ever whore a skimpier bikini than Jackie .

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After Master Marvin unlocked the apartment . He once again put Jackie’s collar around her neck & this time locked a leash on the dog-collar. He led his slut to the bedroom where they found Sheila , a grey-haired 58 yr old married sexslave of Marvin’s . She was the mother of another one his other submissives , Cindy who was 37.

Upon his orders he told Cindy to go his apartment ( he had given her keys , for just these instances )& bring Sheila , strip her naked except for her heels put her dog-collar on & leash, ballgag her , lube her ass & put her buttplug in . , before you leave tell Sheila to be quiet & lay on the bed and don’t move ( we’ll be there in an hour ) . Cindy had done what he said , He ordered Jackie to take the ballgag out Sheila’s mouth ,& french-kiss Sheila before the real action would begin.

Chapter 2

Jackie &Sheila were being held by their leashes as, Jackie licked Master Marvin’s shithole & Sheila sucked his pick . 23 year old Marvin was in pervert ecstasy as these brainwashed old bags made him hard as stone . He put Sheila on top of Jackie in the doggystyle position as he alternated back & forth & screwed their submissive pieholes Marvin filled them with man goo before both wenches 69d & ate the man dessert.

Marvin turned on his tv & watched the xxx scene playing . Both Jackie & Sheila were now resting on the floor in the dog position as Marvin used both ladies as footstools. On the screen he was watching , Cindy & 65 yr old granny Angie , both were owned by him . A few week s earlier , Cindy who is Sheila’s daughter came over after , Angie was dominated for the first time by Master Marvin . Angie was his oldest but newest sexslave . Like all the others he had met her at the Mall. Anyways after he roughly fucked Angie in the pussy , ass , mouth & came all over her . He took the 65 yr old to his bathtub & pissed all over her face , Angie , said her husband would never do this to her , but she loved it when he did.

So once the showered & cleaned up , he thought it would be exciting to see the 37 year old , eat the 65 yr old cunt .So he called Cindy & told her to come over . He loved the age gap as he watched Cindy lick Granny Angie’s clit, pussy & asshole. Marvin watched the video & began wacking off so he kept Jackie as his footstool & he had Sheila deepthroat his 10inch dick as he watched Sheila’s whore daughter Cindy get femdommed on screen . After Cindy finished eating granny ass , Granny Angie started strapon fucking the much younger Milf Cindy anally with her lubed rubber phallus , Screaming in pain & ecstasy , Cindy orgasmed twice before Granny Angie had Cindy clean the ass flavored strapon with her tongue.

As Sheila swallowed Marvin’s cum , Jackie got up & as ordered licked Sheila’s ass & pussy , once Sheila had reached bliss. Marvin took both the ladies to the tub & drained his man piss all over their slut faces.

Marvin loved the GRANNY ANGIE& CINDY LEZFEST maybe the next time he’d make it a 4way &have Sheila&Jackie join in on screen. In the meantime , Sheila & Jackie had had cleaned up & taken a shower , so now it was time to hogtie the both of them & text pics of them to their cuckold husbands . Life was Good He thought

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Katie and her cousins bring a new master to the zoo.

Space Zoo
By Droid447

Note: This story is a sequel to “Space Farm 1 and 2”. It is recommended but not necessary to read them first.

Violet was relieved that the injured leg of the Cornusaurus was healing properly. This creature was one of her favorites and there were only five of them at the zoo. The breeding season was around the corner and she had to make sure that all the animals were in perfect health.

“Your leg is healing just fine. Just make sure you don’t step in any holes again,” Violet said to the beast, as if he could understand her.

She was a zootechnitian and had been working at the zoo for two years. The owner, Mr. Alenko, hired her as an assistant, but now she was in charge of the entire breeding program.

Something moving under the Cornusaurus’ belly caught Violet’s attention. The woman gasped when she saw the creature’s huge cock fully exposed.

“Wow! What are you so excited about? None of your females are nearby. And it is not breeding season yet.”

Violet heard a noise and stood up. She looked around, trying to find the source. It was a soft, thumping sound and apparently it came from the far end of the warehouse, behind a large fuel tank. It was strange because usually there was no staff working after seven. Violet was the only one who stayed late more often than not.

What is that noise? It is coming from behind that tank. I hope is not one the primates making a mess again.

Violet stopped in her tracks when she walked around the corner of the tank and saw a woman on her knees and a huge entelodont on top of her. It took Violet a moment to realize what was happening. And she also recognized the woman. She was Dawn!! The boss’s daughter!

Violet couldn’t believe her own eyes, yet there she was… The beautiful Dawn was being fucked by an entelodont… and a big one! Violet’s heart was beating fast and her legs felt weak beneath her body.

Oh my God!!! What is happening?! Is that Dawn?!

Her first instinct was to run forward and help the pour woman, but then she hesitated. What if Dawn didn’t want any help?

Violet hid behind the tank and looked with astonishment at the bizarre scene.

It quickly became clear that Dawn was doing this willingly. Was she aware of how dangerous this was? The entelodont could easily crush her or rip her apart with one forceful stab of his cock. Speaking of which, how could she take that enormous phallus in her tiny pussy?

Dawn was completely unaware that she was being watched. Nobody should be in the warehouse at this hour and her mind was totally focused on her objective.

She could feel the beast’s large cock pulsating inside of her vaginal cavity and this indicated that he was about to cum. She couldn’t wait for it. Her pussy was twitching with the anticipation of receiving a vast load of sperm; the invaluable food for her master.

Violet was still staring. Dawn’s moans echoed against the walls of the ample warehouse and pierced into her ears. The astounded woman could only imagine how it would feel to have such an enormous phallus pounding at her pussy, under a mighty beast like the entelodont. Dawn was certainly enjoying it.

God! He is fucking her so hard. How can she take it?!

Dawn felt the first gush a warm semen pouring into her womb and her orgasm exploded. Despite the spastic convulsion of bliss, she did whatever she could to remain in place and keep the precious fluid within her body. She even reached back and grabbed to creature’s cock, making sure it stayed inside of her for as long as possible.

When her cavity was full to the brim and the white cum began gushing from her stretched pussy lips, Dawn crumbled forward, surrendering to the incredible bliss of her lingering orgasm. Her vaginal muscles tightened instinctively, holding the precious fluid inside.

Regardless of the large amount of cum churning within Dawn’s womb, the beast still had cum to spare and it kept ejaculating into the air, smearing the woman’s back.

Violet had seen countless ejaculations from creatures as big as this one, but never inside of a slim human female. It was shocking to say the least! There was so much semen!

She made him cum so easily. How did she do that? There is not way that the entelodont thinks she is one of his females. How can she get him so excited?

Violet’s mind was wandering to the biological inconsistencies of the situation, trying to avoid thinking about the most obvious thing that was happening right now. Dawn was fucking one of the creatures of the zoo!

Dawn was still shuddering in the midst of a powerful climax, but she knew that the entelodont’s cum was being wasted and she couldn’t allow it. She had to fulfill her duty. The horny woman gathered enough self control to turn around, grab the ejaculating cock and put it against her lips. The girth of the phallus was too wide to fit in Dawn’s mouth, but all she needed was to let the sperm gush into her gullet. Then she started swallowing as fast as possible. Dawn placed her other hand over her belly and rejoiced when she felt it bloating, saturating with sperm. Her pussy was twitching in synchrony with each gulp.

Violet ducked just in time to prevent Dawn from seeing her when she turned around.

Holy crap! Did she see me?! No, I don’t think so… She is eating his cum!!

Then, without any warning whatsoever, Violet felt her pussy flutter. She got scared at her body’s reaction to this bizarre exhibition. How could she get aroused by this? She reasoned that despite the disparity of the couple, there was a beautiful woman in front of her, sucking cum out of giant cock. Swallowing sperm as if her life depended on it. She figured that getting excited by this was an instinctive reflex.

In any case, Violet couldn’t risk being seen by Dawn, so she crawled back until she was behind the tank, then silently started walking away. She could imagine Dawn’s embarrassment if she knew that her secret was out.

I better get out of here and give her some privacy. I don’t even know why I watched for so long.

Dawn was not a bad person, but who knows how she would react. After all, she was the boss’s daughter and she could get her fired in a second. Violet loved her job and was not going to lose it over this… incident.

In reality, Dawn couldn’t care less about being seen. She thought about her master and her heart jolted with joy. This bliss wouldn’t be impossible without him. She was so happy. Now there was not limit and there were no boundaries. Her sources of pleasure were endless.

***

Violet’s apartment wasn’t far from the zoo and shortly after, she was sitting on her bed thinking about the situation. She had always believed that Dawn and Aurora were elegant and sophisticated ladies with lots of money and no worries in life. But seeing Dawn on her knees with a huge bestial cock in her pussy changed this idea completely.

It made no sense. Dawn was so beautiful that she could get any guy she wanted. Why would she want to fuck a creature from the zoo? Of course, no human male could match the size of an entelodont’s phallus. Not even close. That could be a good reason.

Should I talk to Dawn about this?

While Violet considered her options, she couldn’t shake the image of the enormous cock pounding at Dawn’s pussy. The troubled woman became aware that her own pussy was dripping wet.

Violet removed her soaked tiny shorts and sat back on the bed. She knew perfectly well why she was so aroused. In more than one occasion, Violet had wondered how it would feel to have one of those big dicks inside of her, gushing buckets of sperm into her womb. It was just a fantasy but her pussy twitched every time she thought about it.

During the past years, Violet had supervised all kinds of creatures coupling and reproducing at the zoo. Selling rare specimens was one of the main sources of money for the owner, Mr. Alenko. Some of those creature had big cocks, and most of them ejaculated so abundantly that it was hard to believe. Like the entelodont.

He was fucking her so hard.

Only this time Violet didn’t have to use her imagination. She just had to recall the image of Dawn on her knees, being ravished by the giant beast and getting flooded with sperm.

Violet walked over to her dresser and came back to the bed with a big, black dildo in her hand. She gasped loudly when she pushed the dildo deep inside of her. The young woman started masturbating while thinking a little more about the situation. If Dawn was fucking the creature at the zoo on a regular basis, she could affect the males’ performance when breeding season arrives. If the females don’t get pregnant, Violet will have to respond for that. She could get fired for that reason alone.

On the contrary, if she confronts Dawn and tells her to stop, who knows how Dawn would react. If the beautiful woman was brave enough to fuck an entelodont, she certainly would not be afraid to do whatever was necessary to protect her secret, including getting Violet fired. The situation was not good.

Dawn is so fucking brave.

***

Meanwhile, Dawn was walking into an abandoned warehouse at the far end of the zoo. Katie had chosen this place to give birth to the fungus. That was eight days ago. The tentacle creature was growing quickly, sending its roots down through the concrete floor and spreading in all directions.

It was still not as big as the one at Carol’s farm, but its tentacles were already thick enough to give immense pleasure to the human slaves. Katie was lying by the fungus’ side with one tentacle plugged in her pussy, moaning softly, and watching Dawn approaching with her bulging belly.

“Hi Dawn, I see you have been busy,” Katie said.

Aurora was also there, a few meters away, at the right side of the warehouse. She was on her feet, bending over, offering her pussy to a giant eremotherium. This creature was similar to a bear and just as dangerous. None of the girls were scare of him. They knew that all he wanted was to fuck them. Their irresistible scent made sure of it.

Dawn knelt beside the fungus and waited impatiently while one tentacle twisted and flexed around her thighs. The aroused woman’s pussy was soaking wet, in expectancy of what was about to happen. The pleasure of feeding her master was equal to the pleasure of being fucked by him. Dawn was ready for either one.

Even though her womb was packed with sperm, the tentacle that aimed at her vaginal entry was not designed to suck out the precious fluid. This was identical to the one fucking Katie, and it was designed to grab, hold or provide pleasure. Dawn’s pussy gushed when she realized that her master was going to fuck her first as a reward for being so dutiful.

“I am ready for you, my love,” she whispered.

Katie had fed her master moments ago and now she was being rewarded as well. She was approaching her third climax in the last hour.

Dawn screamed as the tentacle penetrated her pussy. The girls had selected the birthing place carefully and the warehouse was far enough from any other building, so they could be as loud as they wanted. Most of the zoo creature’s daily needs were attended by robots and their programming didn’t include prying on horny girls fucking large beasts. They were safe here.

Dawn tightened her pussy around the tentacle, making sure that none of the sperm leaked out while the appendage trashed inside of her. All three girls were becoming experts on keeping the precious fluid inside of theirs bodies, until the master was ready to suck it out from them.

While Dawn knelt submissively on top of the fungus, receiving his appendage, prompted to give everything to him, Aurora did her best to remain in place as the huge bear-like creature fucked her from behind.

This was her first time mating with an eremotherium. The large beast wandered into the warehouse on its own, most likely following the alluring scent of the girls. Aurora was taking a break, gathering strength after a busy day, but when she saw him walking in with his phallus exposed, her brake was over. She wasn’t even sure which species this creature belonged to, but she couldn’t care less. The only thing that mattered was that he had a big cock and lots of sperm.

At first, the beast was confused. How could this tiny female by his mate? But the scent emanating from her body was unmistakable. This female was in heat and he needed to fuck her. He felt an irresistible urgency to empty his entire sperm reserves into the girl’s body. Every male creature in the zoo felt exactly the same way and they all were going to have their chance to do it.

Aurora felt the imposing strength of the creature through his stabbing cock. He was moving his hips back and forth in a rather slow pace, but every stroke was powerful and reached all the way to the bottom of her womb, pushing the air out of her lungs and eliciting a loud moan from the astonished woman.

***

Violet squatted on the floor to have a better grip of the long dildo. It felt so good as it reached so deep inside of her. Maybe almost as deep as an entelodont’s cock would.

Violet had to admit that she admired Dawn for being so courageous. The horny rich woman knew what she wanted and she went for it, ignoring the consequences of her reckless actions.

Dawn wanted a big cock inside of her and didn’t just fantasize about it. She took action and got one of the biggest. Violet’s hand started to move faster, shoving the dildo as deep as possible into her stretched cavity every time.

***

Aurora wondered why she had never tried this before meeting her master. Inter-species sex was common across the vast collection of planets that formed the Federation, but she and her sister had always been afraid of mating with an alien humanoid, much less with a creature like the eremotherium. Her master had taken away her fear and had opened an entire new universe of possibilities. She loved him so much for this!

The eremotherium’s cock was twice the size of Aurora’s arm and half a meter long. It was stretching her pussy lips to the limit and reaching as deep as humanly possible. The aroused woman would never be satisfied again with a normal, human cock. This was her destiny and she was so happy that her master made it possible.

Now the transformed woman was matching the rhythm of the beast, moving her hips backward as he thrust forward. She was aware that her main purpose was to collect sperm, but the savage ravaging that preceded the ejaculation was just as enjoyable.

In the past few days, the devoted woman had learned that a longer lasting mating session always ended with a larger amount of cum. But sometimes she got so excited, that she couldn’t help herself.

At the opposite side of the warehouse, Dawn’s pussy twitched hard around the tentacle when she saw a new appendage emerging from the fungus. The master was ready to feed from her! A spike of arousal traveled across her spine, bringing her to the brink of climax. She licked her lips sensually, then opened her mouth wide as the tentacle reached up to her.

Katie turned her head and moaned softly when she realized that her master was about to feed. She wished she had more sperm to give too.

A moment later, the feeding tentacle was penetrating Dawn’s gullet. This was enough to drive her over the edge and the excited young woman exploded in bliss. Her eyes rolled back and her pussy gushed while her entire body shuddered in orgasmic convulsions, yet she was careful to keep both tentacles inside of her.

Katie also reached an orgasm, only not as strong as her cousin’s. Her pussy twitched a few times while her vaginal fluids flowed around the tentacle and down her trembling buttocks.

Dawn felt the tentacle going deeper and deeper down her esophagus, and this, combined with the tentacle churning within her pussy, prolonged her wonderful climax for the longest time.

The fungus projected its feeding tube further out, penetrating Dawn’s body until the tip reached her belly. Then it started sucking out the nutritive sperm that provided nourishment and helped it grow.

***

Meanwhile, inside Violet’s apartment, the squelching sounds of the pumping dildo echoed against the metallic walls. As her arousal grew and her orgasm got closer, Violet was having naughty ideas about how to fix her complicated situation.

I could collect some of the sperm while Dawn fucks the creature’s, then I could use this sperm to artificially inseminate the females. Everybody wins!

These ideas hardly made sense, but Violet was so excited that she wasn’t thinking straight anymore. Her pussy was twitching constantly around the fat dildo and her vaginal fluids were dripping to the floor between her legs, forming a small puddle.

***

Aurora saw her sister shivering in climax, with one tentacle going deep into her mouth and another penetrating her pussy, and this got her closer to her own orgasm. Suddenly, she felt the beast’s phallus pulsating within her body and warm fluid filling her womb. He was cuming inside of her!

Despite her need to reach climax, Aurora realized that her womb was too small to keep the huge amount of cum gushing from the eremotherium’s cock, so when there was no more room available, she regrettably removed the large phallus out of her pussy.

She fell to her knees, facing away from the creature, and the hot sperm began splashing all over her back. The precious fluid was being wasted and she couldn’t allow that!

Aurora turned around as fast as she could and aimed the ejaculating phallus at her wide open mouth. The next stream bounced against the back of her throat and almost filled her mouth completely. Aurora swallowed without closing her lips while the following stream was already flying in. It was coming too fast!

I won’t be able to get it all this way!

The skillful woman knew exactly what she had to do. Aurora leaned forward, engulfing the big cock between her lips, then moved her head further, shoving it into her gullet. She could clearly feel each jolt of the phallus, followed by a hot stream of cum gushing directly into her belly.

Aurora imagined herself in her sister’s situation, one tentacle in her pussy and another in her mouth, feeding her beloved master. She exploded in climax!

With his sperm reserves depleted, the eremotherium stepped back, retrieving his cock from Aurora’s hungry mouth. In the midst of climax, she tried to follow him, refusing to let go of his phallus, but he moved too far back and she ended with her hands on the ground, doing her best to keep to sperm inside of her gullet while the orgasmic convulsions made her body shiver from head to toe.

***

Violet retained the image of Dawn’s orgasmic spasms for as long as possible, until her own climax exploded at the center of her core, expanding to every cell of her body. An instant later, all that her brain could process was white bliss.

Violet was lying limply on the floor when she came back to her senses. She had enjoyed the best orgasm in a long time, and she accomplished it using a dildo nonetheless. How was this possible? It didn’t feel this good even when she fucked Brett, her handsome co-worker, last week.

The only thing different on this occasion were the lingering images of Dawn… Dawn being fucked by the beast. Dawn reaching climax with a huge cock in her pussy. Dawn sucking sperm out of the massive phallus. Maybe Violet taking Dawn’s place…

That was fucking awesome…

Thinking about this, Violet felt her pussy twitch again, but she was too tired to do anything about it.

***

Back in the warehouse, the fungus had depleted the sperm contained in Dawn’s belly and was pulling its tentacle out of her mouth. Incredibly, the woman’s orgasm was still going. The pleasure of feeding her master and the second tentacle churning in her pussy was too much for Dawn to endure, and it was keeping her in a never-ending state of elation.

Dawn, barely conscious, collapsed on top of the fungus. Her body was still jolting with orgasmic convulsions but her mind was blank from utter bliss.

The creature had sensed that Dawn had more sperm stored in her womb. It pulled out the tentacle currently lodged in her pussy, which was not the sucking kind, and moved the other one near the woman’s crotch.

Dawn’s vaginal muscles were so well trained, that no semen leaked during the switch.

Aurora knelt beside her sister and looked closely at the tentacle that was penetrating Dawn’s pussy. She felt so jealous. However, she knew that her master had more feeding appendages and soon she was going to enjoy the same wonderful attention.

He is sucking the sperm from my sister’s womb.

One meter away, a soft moan was escaping Katie’s mouth as she unplugged the tentacle out of her pussy. The master had rewarded her diligence with a few orgasms, but now it was time to get more food. Her body felt so empty without tentacles, cocks or semen to fill her eager cavities.

Each of the girls’ comings and goings around the zoo were completely random and they usually searched for males on their own. Dawn and Aurora knew every area of the complex very well, but Katie didn’t. There was no risk when walking into a restricted area, nonetheless, because none of the dangerous males would attack them. Katie was safe, no matter where so go. The sisters just warned Katie to stay away from females with offspring.

“I saw you with that bear-like creature. How was it? Should I find one for myself?” Katie asked Aurora.

“His cock is so big and he had so much sperm to share. It was wonderful!” the brunette responded.

While the girls talked, two of the grabbing tentacles were circling Aurora’s body. The scent of food was strong within her.

Katie heard Aurora scream but she didn’t bother to look back. She knew exactly what was happening and her pussy twitched just thinking about it. Behind her, Aurora was shivering as both tentacles penetrated her pussy and ass simultaneously. The appendages’ girth was rather small compared to the large phallus of the eremotherium, but these tentacles belonged to her master and nothing could be more exciting than that. The woman’s orgasm was building rapidly within her loins.

Aurora moaned again when she saw one of the feeding tentacles emerging from the creature’s body and waving upward, reaching for her mouth. Her sister had climaxed when an identical appendage penetrated her throat, and Aurora was certain that her body was going to react exactly the same way. Her pussy was already twitching frantically around the churning appendage. She couldn’t wait.

“Feed from me…” she whispered.

***

Early the next day, Katie was up and ready for ‘work’. She entered a wing of the zoo that she had never visited before. Most of the creatures here had been brought from distant planets and some of them were extremely weird. It made no difference to Katie, as long as they had a cock and a vast supply of sperm. And right now, there was a problem with that…

The creature in front of her looked more like a tree than an animal, with the difference that instead of bark, it had a glossy, fleshy surface. In fact, these creatures were called fleshelants. Aurora had assure Katie that it had a phallus but she couldn’t see it anywhere. Although, there was a darker patch at the center of the main trunk that looked promising.

“Aurora says that you that are an animal and that you have a cock? Can you give me a hint of where it is?” Katie asked, no really expecting a response.

Every male, regardless of the species, always showed signs of arousal as soon as any of the girls got close. But this one wasn’t doing anything. Katie thought that maybe if she rubbed her body against the skin of the beast, it might respond in some way. The sexy woman put her feet to either side of the main trunk and moved her hips forward until her pussy was touching its surface.

Katie quickly confirmed that it was definitely not a tree. The fleshelant’s slippery skin felt soft and warm. The sensation of her clitoris rubbing against the slick surface was wonderful. She could easily reach an orgasm by doing this for a while. But getting pleasure just for the sake of it wasn’t her objective. She needed sperm and lots of it.

Back in their home planet, the fleshelants relied on symbiotic relationships with other species to reproduce. The females placed their eggs inside the uterus of willing female partners and the males fertilized the eggs later on. In return, they provided an improved immune system for the hosts which prolonged their lives considerably.

Katie was not aware of any of this. The only biological characteristic that mattered to her was the creature’s cock. Because of this, the young woman’s heart jolted with joy when one appendage emerged from the main trunk, a few centimeters below her crotch.

“Yess!! His cock is coming out!”

The monster’s cock was thicker than Katie’s arm, but this wasn’t a problem. In fact, the bigger the better.

“I can do this. I’ll shove it in my ass first.”

The aroused woman imagined the main trunk of the beast filled to the brim with sperm. And all that semen could be inside of her in a moment. Her pussy gushed from the anticipation.

In fact, this fleshelant had been dormant for decades in the zoo and the amount of sperm accumulated inside of it was substantial.

Katie turned around, bent over and moved backwards onto the phallus. There was no hesitation, nor fear. She was committed to her job; to her new life. Her only concern right now, was the fact that the appendage might be too thick for her slim body. Katie felt it pressing against her anus but the blunt head made the penetration difficult. She was not giving up.

“Why do you have such a fat cock head? We have to make it fit!”

After several attempts, Katie succeeded. The thick appendage spread her sphincter as wide as humanly possible and entered the woman’s body. Katie moaned out loud, not caring if there was somebody around that could hear her. Once the tip was inside, she slowly moved her body backwards, letting more of it into her ass.

Katie’s pussy was twitching none stop, and it was so wet that a thread of lubricating fluid dangled from her nether lips and swayed around while she shoved the phallus deeper.

The horny woman kept going until two thirds of the cock were buried inside of her. Her belly bulged noticeably all the way to her chest. There was so much alien meat within her that she could barely move. But she didn’t have to. The sensation of being penetrated so obscenely was enough to drive her over the edge. Katie exploded in orgasmic bliss after a couple of minutes.

She leaned back against the main trunk of the creature while her legs trembled out of control, failing to support her weight. However, she was impaled so deeply that her body remained in place, shivering in ecstasy for the longest time.

The fleshelant didn’t waste any time either. Katie’s orgasm was starting to fade away when she felt the appendage pulsating inside of her. An instant later, a delightful warmth that she knew perfectly well began to spread within her insides. The beast was cumming!

In a matter of seconds, Katie’s cavities were saturated to the limit. The white cum flowed up her esophagus, reached her throat and started filling her mouth. The overwhelmed woman did her best to keep the sperm inside but it was just too much.

A few drops dribbled from her tightened lips, heralding what was coming next.

Katie couldn’t hold it anymore and semen erupted from her mouth like a fountain. The woman’s orgasm rekindled from the sheer pleasure of being so stuffed with her master’s food. It didn’t matter that some of it was spilling to the floor because it was quickly replenished with more fluid being pumped into her ass. This was true heaven.

At this moment, Katie was barely conscious. She started bending forward, as if she was falling in slow motion, with the fat cock deeply lodge within her body preventing her to go down too fast. Soon, her face was a few centimeters from the ground and her ass was higher up, clutching the appendage as if her life depended on it, milking the creature for all it was worth.

Even in that position, she tried to swallow back the sperm that filled her mouth from within, but it was impossible and most of it spilled to the floor.

Katie clung to the phallus for as long as possible, but eventually her hips reached the ground. It took her a couple of minutes to recover, knowing that this session was far from over. Her stomach was full to the limit with sperm, yet there was still room in her womb.

“That was awesome… but I want more.”

Katie stood up and stepped closer to the creature’s cock once again, this time facing her strange sex partner. She spread her legs, thrust her hips forward and walked until the appendage was between her legs, right below her crotch.

“Now fuck my pussy. Fill my womb with cum.”

A giant skeeter bug was observing the scene from within its cage. The glass doors prevented Katie’s scent to enter, so the monster was calmed. Sooner or later, one of the girls would come to pay him a visit.

Sensing the heat that emanated from Katie’s pussy, the fleshelant stirred its cock upward. This time he didn’t have to try several times. The woman’s pussy was perfectly lubricated and ready for penetration. The fat phallus entered the tight cavity on the first try and Katie threw her head back while screaming in bliss.

As much as she tried to keep her anus tightly shut, the massive appendage was taking a lot of space within Katie’s slim body and some of the sperm inevitably gushed out of her ass.

The excited woman started waving her hips back and forth, then she used her knees to bounce up and down. While doing this, she tightened her vaginal muscles around the hard cock, enticing it to release its cum.

Suddenly, Katie felt something touching her head. Looking up, she saw the monster’s long tongue squirming around.

“Is this your tongue?”, Katie wondered when she first saw it. “Do you wanna kiss, baby?”

Katie was so excited and grateful for the sperm already given, that she didn’t mind blowing the weird creature’s wet appendage. She extended her own tongue and licked the tip on the fleshelant’s. She found this arousing and exhilarating, like kissing a new lover for the first time.

Before she knew it, the aroused woman had the flexible appendage down her throat, wishing it could go even deeper, down into her belly and beyond. While doing this, she kept moving her body up and down onto the monster’s cock. It felt so good to be fucked in both ends at the same time.

The sex session lasted longer on this occasion. Katie was almost reaching a new orgasm and she was trying to hold it back as much as possible. She hoped to cum at the same time her new lover did.

The moaning woman let go of the appendage and let her arms swing freely by her sides. She moved her hips back and forth, up and down, letting both appendages fuck her deeper with alternating penetrations.

The fleshelant was aware that he had already fucked this female a moment ago. He couldn’t understand why she was coming back for more. But there was something about her that enticed him to fill her body with more sperm. Katie’s arousing pheromones were finally kicking in.

Katie felt the cock throbbing and it was right on time, because she was also in the verge of climax. The first discharge of sperm into her womb was welcomed by an orgasmic contraction that rippled through the woman’s entire body.

They both climaxed for a long time; Katie shivering out of control, her moans muffled by the churning tongue in her throat, and the creature ejaculating load after load of semen into her cavity.

When the sperm started gushing out of Katie’s pussy, the fleshelant realized that there was no more space available for his cum and began pulling out its cock. Katie bent her knees, following the phallus in a futile effort to keep it inside of her for a bit longer. Her motions were instinctive since she was barely conscious.

On her way down, the creature’s tongue vacated Katie’s mouth with a slurping sound, until only a thin thread of slime connected her lower lip with the tip of the squirming appendage.

The woman’s knees touched the ground at the same time that the fleshelant’s cock was pulled completely out of her body. Katie moaned from both pleasure and disappointment, then she crumbled forward resting her chest against the main trunk of the creature, with her arms hanging limply and the remnants of cum leaking from her pussy. Even as her orgasm was fading away, the woman’s eyes were completely rolled back from the unbelievable pleasure of this wonderful experience. She needed to go back to her master, but not without taking a small break first.

***

Violet was ready to leave her apartment and go back to the zoo. Despite the wonderful masturbating sessions of the previous night, she was far from relaxed and well rested. She still had no idea about what she was going to do with Dawn. The sexy woman was fucking the entelodonts and who knows what else. This was definitely going to impact the breeding program.

But she also knew that she didn’t have the nerve to talk to Dawn about it. Maybe her best option was to do nothing and wait until the beginning of the breeding season. In the best case scenario, Dawn could get bored of fucking zoo creatures and move on to something else.

Who am I kidding? I could never talk to Dawn about this. What the hell I am going to do?

***

Violet located the cornusaurus’ herd on her scanner and walked to it. Even from far away, she noticed that something was not right. She approached silently and when she arrived, her heart skipped a beat. It was happening again! A woman was there, below the bulk of a big male!

Crap! Dawn is doing it again! Wait a minute… that’s not Dawn, that’s Aurora!! They both are fucking the beasts![i]

Violet realized with disappointment that her problem was worse than she thought. But then, a more primal part of her brain flared with excitement and a bit of relief. Maybe getting aroused by a huge beastly cock was not as weird. It was happening to both sisters, Dawn and Aurora.

Like Katie, Aurora started her mating sessions early in the morning. She had already sucked the cornusaurus’s cock and swallowed his cum. She also let him fuck her ass until he filled her stomach with sperm…

Now she was moaning loudly as the beast pumped her pussy with eagerness, discharging the first load of cum into her womb.

Aurora could feel her belly bloating larger as the sperm being pumped into her uterus added to the fluid already churning in her other cavities. She was going to take so much food back to her master. The aroused woman had been climaxing for almost two minutes now and she was willing to go on for as long as necessary.

Hiding behind a huge boulder, Violet was looking intently at Aurora and her massive mate, when suddenly another cornusaurus approached the couple. His large cock was fully exposed and he was ready for action.

[i]Another one! And he wants to mate too!

Violet was truly puzzled about how Dawn and Aurora could get the beasts so kindled. The female cornusaurus were not in heat yet, and at this moment, they were not even around.

Aurora was now resting on the grass, catching her breath. The cornusaurus’s cock was dangling above her crotch, smeared with sperm, slowly shrinking back into the beast’s body.

Aurora stood up while her spent lover calmly walked away. Violet hid more carefully behind the rock, never taking her eyes off the curvy woman. She was close enough to hear Aurora talking to the arriving creature…

“I am sorry buddy, but I am completely stuffed with sperm right now. I promise I’ll come back to you after I feed my master.”

Her master?! What the hell is she talking about?

Violet noticed Aurora’s bulging belly and wondered what was going on. Was it possible that her body was bloating from all the sperm that the cornusaurus pumped inside of her, or maybe this ‘master’ got her pregnant?

This is getting weirder by the minute. What did she mean by “feed her master”? Have the boss’s daughters joined some kind of cult or something?

Violet waited until Aurora was out if sight and then she came to stand beside the cornusaurus that just arrived. If she was confused before, now she had no idea of what was happening with the two sisters.
She placed a hand of the cornusaurus neck and she could feel the blood flowing rapidly through his veins. The beast was truly aroused… and so was she.

Violet went down to her knees and crawled below the bulk of the cornusaurus. She gently held the creature’s cock in her hand, trying to figure out what was getting him so excited. Maybe the girls were injecting the beasts with something, but that was unlikely. They had no expertise in xeno-biology. Also, Dawn fucked an entelodont and Aurora fucked a cornusaurus. These two species were very different from each other. Violet ruled out this option.

“I don’t know what they are doing to you, but I can see that this erection is not going away any time soon,” Violet said to the beast.

Whatever the case, at this moment there was something more urgent that occupied her mind. A massive, erect cock was pulsating in front of Violet’s face and she was having strange feelings about it.

Suddenly, almost by instinct, Violet leaned forward and licked the throbbing phallus. While she was doing it, her pussy twitched so hard that her vaginal fluid gushed down her inner thighs.

Violet had thought about doing this a thousand times, and now she had done it. She finally found the courage to play with a cock that was thicker and longer than her own arm.

But licking the phallus was not enough and Violet was so horny that she engulfed the hard cock between her lips.

Upon feeling the warmth of the woman’s mouth, the creature started thrusting his cock forward. It was frustrating that only a tiny segment of his phallus was being snuggled, but his arousal was unstoppable now.

Violet opened her eyes wide and her lips even wider. She had a cornusaurus cock in her mouth! She couldn’t believe it! When the creature began to fuck her face, the huge male meat reached the back of her throat and Violet struggled to control her gag reflex.

I am doing it!! I am sucking his cock!

But not for a second she considered letting the phallus leave her mouth. The image of Dawn swallowing a bucket cum was still fresh in her mind and it had been so damn hot. Now she had the opportunity to do it herself!

Violet didn’t have to wait long. A couple of minutes of frantic fucking were enough for the cornusaurus to discharge a big load of sperm into Violet’s mouth. Some of it flowed directly down her throat and the rest gushed out of her saturated oral cavity.

He is cumming!!!

Before she fully realized what was going on, Violet was in the midst of climax, swallowing hot sperm as fast as she could while her body shivered within blissful spasms. She didn’t know why she was doing it and she didn’t care. This was the hottest thing she had done in her entire life.

But the cornusaurus ejaculation was more than she could handle and soon enough she was choking. Violet pulled the phallus out of her mouth while all the sperm she had swallowed started coming back out, spilling onto the grass.

Unlike the fungus’ slaves, Violet felt no remorse about wasting the creature’s semen. All she wanted was to spit it out so she could breathe freely again. The beast’s dangling cock still ejected a few more streams before sensing that the female was not taking his seed anymore.

Violet considered the possibility of taking her clothes off and do more stuff with the massive creature, but rationalized that it was too risky. She wasn’t bold enough to do something like that in the open. However, the taboo was broken. She had taken the first step and was already making plans for the next one.

“I hope you are feeling better now,” Violet said to the creature, “I will find a more private place for you and I to enjoy each other in the near future. I promise.”

In any case, the cornusaurus had discharged a large amount of cum and it was doubtful that he would be in the mood for another session at this time.

***

Violet didn’t dare to fuck the beast in the open field, but she didn’t hesitate to find Brett in the communications room, ready to fuck his brains out.

Brett was in charge of finding buyers for the creatures’ offspring. Some species were easy to sell, but other more dangerous or exotic, presented a real challenge. Brett had become an expert at his job and he reported directly to the owner, Mr. Alenko, since this department provided a huge income for the zoo.

Still tasting the cornusaurus’ sperm in her mouth, Violet’s pussy was burning with need.

“Hey Violet! I think I’ve found a buyer for the newborn zubarras,” Brett said as he saw her walking in.

“Shut up and take your clothes off. I need your cock,” Violet responded, closing the door.

“What?” Brett said, a little astounded by her boldness.

He knew that Violet was not a shy girl, but today the woman was on fire. She was already blowing his cock before he took his shirt off. A moment later, she was facing away from him, staring dreamily at the wall while he pounded her pussy from behind.

There were cameras in the room but the security office was always empty. Brett was sure that he could erase the videos later before anyone could see them. Apparently, Violet couldn’t care less about any of this.

Violet felt Brett’s cock reaching deep inside of her and she wondered how it would feel to have a phallus five times larger penetrating her pussy all the way to the bottom. Could she even take a cock that big? She was going to find out soon enough.

Ten minutes later, Brett’s cock was pulsating while he ejaculated inside of her. By then, Violet was having her second orgasm. Her body shivered from head to toe while her eyes rolled back into her head from sheer bliss. But even then, she couldn’t stop thinking about a massive, beastly cock pounding at her pussy with incredible force.

Having a clearer mind and her libido at a normal level, Violet decided to tell Brett about the sisters adventures. Brett couldn’t believe what he was hearing. The beautiful Dawn and Aurora were fucking the creatures of the zoo?! It didn’t make any sense. Those girls were rich and they could have anything they wanted. Also, he started working at the zoo long before Violet, how come he didn’t know about this?

Violet didn’t tell Brett everything. She left out the part where the cornusaurus filled her belly with cum until she couldn’t swallow any more. The woman’s pussy twitched when she remembered it.

“Are you sure about this? Maybe you saw something else,” Brett asked.

“I know what I saw! First, Dawn was fucking an entelodont inside the warehouse. Then, Aurora was fucking a cornusaurus out in the open, near the lake.” Violet responded, then she added, “Do you think we should tell Mr. Alenko?”

“Are you crazy? I know the boss better than you do. If we tell him that his daughters are fucking the beasts, he will fire our asses for sure.”

***

Brett couldn’t stop thinking about what Katie had told him. He had to see it to believe it. Later that same day, the biologist located the cornusaurus herd but none of the girls were there.

When he was walking back to the office building, he heard a moan and followed the sound. When he got close enough to see the origin of the noises, he gasped. Violet was telling the truth!

“Holy crap! It is true! There’s Dawn! And she is fucking a cave wolf!”

These beasts were dangerous, but Dawn didn’t seem to care. Being a cautious man, Brett was carrying a stun-gun. He hid behind a tree and watched.

This was Dawn’s first time fucking a cave wolf. She didn’t know if he could provide a large quantity of sperm, given its small size in comparison with the other creatures she had fucked before. But he approached her moments ago with his exposed phallus, and she just couldn’t resist going down to her knees and wait for penetration.

“Oh my God! You are fucking me so fast! It feels great!” Dawn whispered.

And it was definitely worth it. The speed of his humping motions were incredible. Dawn moaned loudly while her first orgasm started building within her loins.

After a few minutes of fast pounding, Dawn felt the creature’s cock enlarging, and then a wonderful warmth filled her vaginal cavity. Her furry partner was cumming!

“Yes!! Fill me with your cum! I need food for my master!”

Brett couldn’t believe what he was seeing. A big cave wolf was discharging his load of sperm inside Dawn’s sexy body. And judging by her spastic convulsions and her moans of pleasure, Dawn was having an orgasm too.

He watched Dawn grabbing the beasts front legs, making sure that the wolf didn’t go anywhere while he kept ejaculating inside of her. Brett was close enough to hear Dawn’s words and his confusion was worst than before.

I can’t believe this! The beast is cumming inside of her! And what is she saying about “her master”? What the hell is going on?!

Dawn realized with utter joy that her womb was full and the cave wolf was still ejaculating. Too much of the sperm was spilling to the ground, so she moved forward dislodging the beast’s cock from her pussy.

“Wow! You have more cum than I thought. You are so wonderful, my darling.”

There was still plenty of room inside of her stomach and she was planning to take advantage of this. Dawn turned around, grabbed the beast’s throbbing phallus and shoved it in her mouth. Her eyes rolled back when she started swallowing his sperm.

Now she is sucking his cock. This girl is wild! Brett thought.

Brett couldn’t take his eyes off the odd couple. He had always admired Dawn and Aurora for their beauty and their sexy, slim bodies. He didn’t know how to feel about this whole situation. A slight stir in his pants made it clear that this strange spectacle was getting him aroused.

Brett saw a shadow moving by the trees. It was another cave wolf approaching Dawn! His cock was exposed and fully erect. Brett hid a little better and kept watching.

Dawn realized that there was another sperm donor when she felt a warm tongue licking her ass. She looked back and her pussy twitched when she saw the beast’s jolting phallus.

She gently pushed the first creature until he was lying on his side. Meanwhile, she offered her behind to the arriving beast, which jumped on top of her without hesitation. Dawn made sure that he penetrated her ass instead of her saturated vaginal cavity. Then she shove the other cock back into her mouth and started sucking.

The cave wolf felt the tightness of the girl’s anal cavity and began pounding at her with amazing speed. Dawn muffled moans reached Brett’s ears and his cock stirred again.

It was a matter of time until Dawn exploded in climax again. Her eyes rolled back in bliss while her body was being filled with sperm from both ends. The wolf behind her was cumming too.

She is cumming again! I am starting to understand why she is doing this. The question is… how?

Seeing how much pleasure Dawn was getting from this mating session, Brett understood why such a beautiful woman would seek a beast’s cock. However, there were still so many questions unanswered. Why are the wolves not attacking her? How is she getting them so aroused? And what the hell did she mean when she mentioned “her master”?

When the first beast stopped ejaculating, Dawn licked his cock clean and then rested her head on the grass. The other cave wolf was still plugged deeply inside of her ass and he was still pumping cum into her rectum. The woman’s mind was spinning from so much bliss in such a short time.

At last, the second creature stopped ejaculating and pulled back. Dawn sat on the ground grabbing her bloated belly with pride. This mating session had been a pleasant surprised. Not only she got all the sperm she could carry, but her new lovers’ frantic humping style had been delightful.

“You did very good, my darlings. I will come back more often.”

The cave wolves, spent and satisfied, sniffed Dawn’s alluring scent one last time before walking away.

Brett had his gun ready, in case the beasts became violent, but nothing happened. The creatures seemed passive and happy.

Dawn started walking towards the abandoned warehouse, which was in the opposite direction of the zoo’s main building. Brett thought that this was very odd. Maybe she was going to get her clothes, or maybe she had other plans.

Whatever the case, Brett decided to follow her. He needed answers. Specially about this “master” situation. Maybe Dawn had joined a cult of some sort, and there was only way to find out.

I better follow her. I want to know what is going. Also, there are dangerous creatures in this area and she might not be so lucky next time.

***

Brett followed Dawn without being seen until they reach the warehouse. Dawn went inside and Brett walked around the outer wall, searching for a window that wasn’t boarded or blocked.

He quickly found one and looked inside. Dawn was standing in the middle of the ample room and Aurora was also there. Violet had mentioned that both sisters were fucking the beasts and apparently she was right.

There was a cluster of plants partially blocking the view, but Brett saw something else. Some kind of yellowish branch beside Aurora. It was moving and it wasn’t because of the wind. It was a tentacle!!

What the fuck is going on in there?!

Brett got a better viewing angle and gasped when he saw what was really going on. Aurora was on her knees on top of this strange formation. There was a tentacle protruding from below that penetrated Aurora’s ass. Two more tentacles squirmed around the woman’s body as if sensing the surrounding area.

What the hell is that thing?! Brett had seen many weird creatures in his life but none like this.

He wondered where it came from. It was definitely not native to this planet. Was it possible that the sisters brought it to the zoo? And why was Aurora letting this creature fuck her ass?! The confused guy had so many questions.

Dawn was standing in front of her sister, caressing her breasts and looking down with dreamy eyes. Her bulging belly, full of sperm, became more evident within the lights and shadows of the warehouse.

“It is going so deep inside of me,” Aurora whispered, looking up at her sister.

The twins didn’t notice that they were being watched. The fungus was focused on his slaves and didn’t notice Brett’s presence either. Aurora’s sperm load had already been depleted but the creature detected more food beyond her current mate.

Aurora could feel the tentacle passing through her anus, going deeper and deeper into her body. Her pussy gushed from the absolute pleasure of having so much of her master inside of her.

Both Brett and Dawn gasped loudly when they saw the tentacle emerging from Aurora’s mouth. Brett’s heart was jolting from astonishment; Dawn’s pussy was twitching from excitement.

This was the first time that her master was going all the way through her sister’s body. She imagined herself in the same situation and she almost climaxed on the spot.

Aurora didn’t have to imagine anything. She was already in the middle of a powerful climax, feeling the tentacle slipping into her ass and gliding out of her mouth. A small part of her mind wondered how was this even possible, but what really mattered was the fact that it was happening. Being one with her master was a truly mind-blowing experience.

“You look so sexy. A true feeding vessel for our master,” Dawn said.

Holy crap!! Brett exclaimed loudly, but only in his mind.

Brett was looking at the scene with incredulity. Aurora was clearly having an orgasm while a tentacle was projecting from her mouth. And Dawn was staring at it not with fear, but with genuine passion in her eyes.

Dawn knew exactly what she had to do. The tentacle that squirmed out of Aurora’s mouth was the feeding kind and Dawn’s body has currently storing a lot of sperm. The woman went down to her knees, mirroring her sister, and opened her mouth.

“Please feed from me, my master.”

The echo in the room allowed Brett to clearly hear Dawn’s words. She was definitely calling that creature “master”, and she was planning to feed him somehow.

Dawn let the tentacle into her mouth and slowly moved forward until it passed beyond her throat and into her esophagus. Then it went further down.

She is pushing the tentacle down her throat! Brett thought astonished.

A few seconds later, Dawn felt her belly flattening and she climaxed. Her master was feeding. The woman’s pussy gushed abundantly while her eyes rolled back into her head.

***

Meanwhile, Violet was walking around the zoo, hoping the find one of the sisters fucking another creature. Her sexual encounter with Brett helped to mitigate her arousal, but naughty images of beastly sex kept popping into her mind and now she was horny again.

Yet, she wasn’t ready to go all the way with her favorite creature, the cornusaurus.

God! I can still taste his delicious sperm in my mouth.

Violet heard voices ahead and her heart jolted. She approached carefully until she saw a woman on her knees. It wasn’t Dawn, nor Aurora. Violet had never seen than young woman before, but she was definitely fucking one of the zoo creatures.

Holy crap! A skeeter bug is out of its cage! And who the hell is that?!

Katie had opened the skeeter bug cage and she now was mating with it. She didn’t care that giant skeeter bugs were dangerous creatures. They could use their long tails to stab a man and they could cause real damage.

Violet knew this species well because they were almost impossible to breed in captivity. However, this specimen was calmly standing on top of the woman, with its translucent ovipositor plugged in her pussy. Violet was afraid and marveled at the same time. This creature couldn’t be more different than the mammals and the reptiles. She needed to find the secret of how they were getting them aroused.

Katie didn’t care about the science behind her mates’ excitement. She just needed to show up and one erect cock would be waiting for her. At this moment, she was more worried about the nature of this appendage that wiggled inside of her vaginal cavity. It didn’t look like a true phallus.

“Are going to fill me with sperm using that? It feels so good!” Katie said to the monster.

From the other side of the room, Violet watched fascinated as one large egg started gliding across the hollow tube that connected the skeeter’s body with Katie’s. The semi-transparent membrane of the ovipositor allowed Violet to see the vivid yellowish colors of the egg, with green protuberances all over its surface.

“Your ‘cock’ is trembling. Are you cumming already? It is too soon!”

Feeling the appendage pulsating inside of her body, Katie thought that the creature was about to ejaculate. Her pussy started twitching with unbridled excitement. She wanted to reach climax at the same time, but she wasn’t there yet.

When the egg arrived at Katie’s tight entrance, the ovipositor increased its contractions and began to squeeze it through. Katie moaned loudly when she felt her vaginal lips being stretched wider than ever before. At his moment, she realized that her partner wasn’t filling her with cum. Maybe choosing this creature had been a mistake. But the sensations were so overpowering, that she wasn’t going anywhere until it was done.

“Agh! He is pushing something inside of me and it is not sperm!”

The large egg passed through her tight entrance and nestled in her womb. Katie had mixed feelings about this. With the egg inside, there was less room for the sperm, but it felt so freaking good. If she kept mating with this creature, she was not getting any food for her master.

Katie stayed put and enjoyed the ride while she made a decision.

Violet watched as Katie’s abdomen bloated while the egg entered her body. It was incredible that the slim woman’s pussy could stretch so much. And there was another egg gliding down the ovipositor!

The skeeter bug is shoving eggs inside of her!

Violet’s hand slipped inside of her shorts. Her entire body jolted when her fingers came in contact with her inflamed clitoris. She knew that she shouldn’t masturbate here, in the middle of the hallway, but she couldn’t stop herself. Her pussy was on fire.

Violet slowly rubbed herself, staring engrossed at the erotic scene while the giant bug shoved two more eggs inside of Katie’s body.

When the third egg penetrated into her womb, Katie couldn’t hold back her orgasm any longer and exploded in climax. She screamed loudly and her pussy gushed abundantly, smearing her inner thighs and soaking the ground between her knees.

Violet’s pussy twitched when she heard the orgasmic moans and her hand started moving faster.

Katie crumbled to the floor in the midst of ecstasy, twitching like a fish out of water. Her bloated belly bounced against the ground, and for a moment, she worried that the eggs might break inside of her. But the eggs were very resilient and remained undamaged.

While the climaxing woman jolted out of control, the ovipositor slipped out of her pussy. The giant bug was pushing out another egg, but now the tube was not connected to the host.

That was when Violet realized how much of the appendage had been buried inside of the woman. She gasped and her pussy jolted again. She was getting closer to orgasm.

When her climax faded away, Katie turned to her side and watched the egg emerging from the dangling ovipositor. It was big, and she had three of them inside of her womb at this very moment.

“Wow! Did you shove three of those inside of me?!” The aroused woman caressed her belly, feeling the distinctive bumps of the bug’s eggs crammed against each other.

The green and yellow egg fell to the ground with a soft thump and rested within a small puddle of slime. The same kind of fluid that dribbled from Katie’s pussy, escaping the woman’s overflowing uterus.

“What should I do with your brothers? Should I wait until they hatch inside of me? My master won’t like that,” Katie said, talking to nobody in particular.

The answer to her question came quickly.

When the ovipositor retracted into the bug’s main body, another appendage emerged to replace it. This new tentacle was thicker and looked more solid. Katie saw it and her pussy gushed. This had to be the creature’s cock!

“Wow! That looks like a real phallus! Are you going to fill me with sperm now?!”

Katie knew exactly what she had to do. She needed to make room for the bug’s sperm, so she went to her knees and started pushing, as if she was giving birth to a child.

I need to push these eggs out of my womb.

While she did this, Katie grabbed the creature’s cock and pulled it closer to her mouth. She was not letting that gorgeous appendage shrink back into the bug’s body.

Violet was still rubbing herself, watching from her hiding spot. She didn’t want to miss anything of this weird mating scene. Later that night, she could replay it in her mind, with a large dildo between her legs.

While Katie engulfed the large and rubbery cock, she felt one of the eggs moving down her womb. Pushing them out wasn’t easy, given their size, but she had to do it.

“They are so big! I think I’m going to cum again before the last one is out.”

A few minutes later, her pussy lips spread apart, giving way to the first large egg. The teen’s legs were shaking from the blissful sensation and she had to fight the urge to push it back inside.

Her abdomen already looked less bloated as the second egg aligned with her vaginal track.

A few meters away, Violet saw the egg protruding from the woman’s pussy and her hand moved even faster inside of her shorts. She remembered that skeeter bugs were capable of producing both eggs and sperm. When these creatures mated in the wild with one of their own, they exchanged eggs to keep a healthy gene pool.

God! One egg is coming out of her pussy!

Most likely, the eggs that were shoved inside Katie’s body belonged to a different creature. Now he was ready to fertilize them. Obviously he was unaware that Katie was pushing them out. Skeeter bugs were not very smart.

Katie had been right when she predicted that she would reach another climax before all the eggs were out, but it came sooner than expected. When the thickest part of the second egg passed through her stretched pussy lips, her orgasm ignited within her loins like a firestorm, sending waves of bliss across her body.

Her eyes rolled up her head while a scream of pleasure was muffled by the fat cock that completely filled her mouth.

And there was one more egg still inside of her! When Katie’s climax started, the third egg was already on the way down. The orgasmic spasms accelerated the journey until the egg was forcefully expelled from the woman’s cunt. Katie, losing control of her body, couldn’t keep the creature’s cock in her mouth. She tilted backward, screaming her lungs out in utter bliss.

The giant bug felt that his cock was exposed. He had the inescapable need of shoving it back inside the host, and he moved the appendage all over the place trying to find the warm cavity again.

Katie was still recovering from her second mind-blowing climax, but she felt the same urgency of the creature. She needed that cock inside of her at once. Katie rested her back on the ground, lifted her hips, and spread her legs wide apart.

The skeeter’s phallus was squirming aimlessly between her legs and the aroused woman reached down to guide it at the right spot. Katie’s pussy twitched with the anticipation of having that massive cock penetrating her.

“Let me help you, my dear.”

As soon as the creature sensed the warmth of Katie’s pussy, he thrust his cock forward, reaching impossibly deep, stretching the tight cavity to the limit.

Katie felt the bug’s phallus piercing into her womb and she moaned sensually. She looked up at the ugly creature that was fucking her and she felt nothing but thankfulness and adoration. All monsters were beautiful to her, as long as they had sperm to share.

Violet had removed her shorts and now she was squatting on her hiding spot, rubbing her pussy furiously while watching Katie being ravished by the skeeter bug.

She must have half a meter of the bug’s cock inside of her!

The aroused woman didn’t care anymore if someone could find her masturbating in the middle of the hallway. She was too engrossed by the debauched spectacle to care about anything but the delightful sensations coming from her pussy.

Violet knew that her orgasm was close, but she deliberately slowed down the rhythm to prolong this exciting situation.

The skeeter’s cock trashed inside of Katie trying to go deeper, even though it was impossible. Katie loved every second of the wild ravaging and she felt her third orgasm building within her loins. She didn’t know if she would be able to ride it without losing consciousness. Suddenly, she felt the phallus pulsating and then the monster discharged the first load of cum inside of her womb.

Katie’s abdomen distended as it got saturated with the creature’s sperm. The sensation of accomplishment was enough to send Katie over the edge one more time. Her orgasm sneaked op on her just a few minutes after her previous climax ended.

Yet she did whatever she could to stay in the same position. She wanted her womb to be completely full.

When her cavity couldn’t hold any more sperm and it started leaking between her legs, Katie dragged her body away from the phallus, until the appendage vacated her pussy. The giant bug was still ejaculating and she needed to move fast. She still had plenty of room in her ass.

“Shit! The sperm is being wasted.”

Once again, the creature felt his phallus dangling in the air and he desperately moved it around, searching for the host.

Katie wasted no time and a few seconds later, she had the fat cock buried deep in her rectum. She could feel the squirming phallus throbbing and spewing cum into her body. It was absolute bliss.

“You can see that I have more room for your cum. Don’t stop until I am about to burst.”

The creature had no intention of stopping. His instincts indicated that he had ejaculated enough sperm to fertilize the eggs, but there was something about this female that enticed him to keep pumping cum into her body. And he did exactly that, until Katie’s abdomen was so big that she looked like a pregnant woman.

“I was thinking of swallowing your cum next, but I guess that won’t be necessary.”

A while ago, Katie was wondering if this creature had any sperm to give. Now she was learning the hard way that he had more sperm than she could handle.

“Oh God! It is happening again. I can feel the sperm rushing up my throat!”

The white fluid filled her mouth from within, then erupted like a fountain onto the ground. Katie’s pussy was twitching continuously as a new orgasm merged with the previous one, providing unending elation to the overwhelmed woman.

Violet was not pacing herself anymore. Her fingers moved on their own accord, as fast as possible, while she stared intently at the unbelievable scene displaying in front of her. She knew that the giant bug was pumping sperm into the woman’s ass, but now that sperm was coming out of her mouth! How was that even possible?!

Is that sperm… uhm… coming out of her mouth?!! How..?! I can”t… believed…this… ugh!

As Violet’s orgasm approached, it became increasingly difficult to think straight. Maybe her stimulated mind was not working well and she was imagining things. It didn’t matter. That was the hottest thing she had ever seen and her climax was almost here…

A bright light exploded behind Violet’s eyes as her orgasm hit her like a freight train. She visualized herself being the one on her knees, below the bulk of a giant skeeter, with a fat cock buried in her body. Buckets of cum being pumped into her ass, and that same cum escaping forcefully from her mouth.

Violet’s pussy gushed while violent spasmodic contractions rocked her entire body. She moaned loudly enough to be heard from far away.

Katie’s mind was spinning from the overwhelming experience. Her face rested sideways on the floor while her hips remained higher up, helped by the fat cock that was still plugged in her ass and continued pumping sperm with sporadic bursts. A large puddle was forming in front of Katie’s face, as the white viscous cum kept flowing out of her mouth.

Katie could swear that she just heard something moaning inside the room, but she was so bewildered by her receding orgasm, that she couldn’t be sure.

“Did I hear somebody moaning nearby?” She whispered, “Maybe it was Aurora or Dawn, fucking one of the fantastic creatures of this section.”

Violet was aware that she had made too much noise when she climaxed. She put her shorts back on as quickly as possible. She had to leave the room before Katie recovered from the ravaging and come to investigate who was spying on her.

I am an idiot. She must have heard me! I have to get out of here right now.

***

Not too far away from there, in the communications room, Brett was having trouble trying to find information about the tentacle creature he saw at the warehouse. He had watched the fungus fuck the twins until they were barely conscious from several mind-blowing orgasms. He couldn’t erase that image from his mind and it was so difficult to concentrate. He also couldn’t understand why he felt so freaking horny, even after fucking Violet early that same day.

“That thing must be some king of fungus, but I can’t find it in any of the catalogs.”

Brett searched all databases, but there was very little information about specimens that matched the description he was typing on the keyboard: flat yellowish body with protruding tentacles of different kinds, some of them for feeding purposes, most likely a larger body underground, and most important of all, some type of mind control capability, sophisticated enough to manipulate humans!

There was only one way to discover which kind of creature was this. He needed to take photographs and send them to the Ents. Those guys knew everything and they should have answers for him.

***

Brett walked back to the abandoned warehouse. He felt like an idiot for not taking pictures the first time. But he had been so shocked to see the beautiful sisters willingly fucking that creature, that it didn’t occur to him at the moment. It wasn’t a problem. He could take photographs now and then continue his research.

I am lucky that the girls are not here. It is better to take pictures of the creature by itself.

Aurora silently approached Brett from behind, startling him. She looked at him with an expressionless face and started talking…

“What are you doing, Brett?” Aurora asked.

“Hi Aurora,” Brett responded, hiding her nervousness well, “I have seen your little friend inside of the hangar. What is it?”

“Come inside with me, and I’ll tell you all about it. It is the greatest thing ever.”

“I better stay out here. I don’t know what that creature can do.”

Aurora knew that she wasn’t strong enough to overpower him and drag him into the hangar. Only then the master could throw a poisonous dart at his neck. She tried to trick him, but Brett was smart enough to avoid going inside.

Aurora was perfectly aware that Brett knowing about her master was bad news. She needed to do something, but what? Maybe it was better to consult with her master first. At this moment there was nothing she could do except one thing, getting some food from the male standing in front of her.

“I understand. Can I give you a blowjob?” Aurora asked sensually.

Brett hesitated after hearing Aurora’s bold proposal. It was risky but he felt incredibly horny. And before he could do anything, Aurora had pulled his zipper down and engulfed his fully erect cock within her gorgeous lips.

Wow! She is really good at giving head. This is like a dream come true.

Brett was now certain that there was something in the air, some kind of chemical, increasing his libido to levels that no male could resist. Maybe it was a good idea to walk with Aurora into the warehouse. Let her suck his cock all day and all night, until the end of time.

Brett was so excited that it only took him a few minutes to reach his peak. His cock started throbbing while he discharged his sperm between Aurora’s lips.

Aurora shoved Brett’s pulsating cock down her throat and grabbed him with all her strength until the last drop of cum was resting in her belly. It wasn’t much compared to other males in the zoo, but a little was better than nothing.

When Brett stopped ejaculating, he woke from the erotic reverie long enough to realize that he was considering doing a very stupid thing. He couldn’t walk into the hangar and let this creature capture his mind the same way he had captured Aurora’s and Dawn’s.

Brett pushed Aurora away and ran as fast as he could.

I better get out of here before I lose my mind!

Aurora cleaned the remnants of sperm that dribbled down her chin. She needed to inform her master immediately about this incident.

***

After watching the mysterious woman climaxing four times while fucking the skeeter bug, Violet had made up her mind. She was going to let the cornusaurus fuck her brains out until falling unconscious from utter bliss. There was no holding back now.

Violet guided one of the males into the working warehouse, locked the door and removed her shorts. Unfortunately, she encountered a big problem that derailed her debauched plans. She couldn’t get the large creature excited enough to get an erection.

“Come on honey, smell my pussy. See how horny I am. You can fuck me the same way you fucked Aurora.”

The cornusaurus felt a hint of arousal while smelling Violet’s overheated pussy, but not enough to get a full erection. Only a small portion of his large cock emerged from its body and Violet desperately tried to pull the rest of if out. The creature didn’t react. The horny woman felt angry and frustrated.

“Damned! This is not working. How the hell are they doing it? I have to find out, even if that gets me fired. I don’t care anymore.”

***

The next day, Brett had already received all the information he needed. The Ents no only knew about this kind of mind-bending fungus, but they also offered a huge amount of credits for a live specimen. Brett was planning to do this transaction without informing his boss about it. The fungus wasn’t part of the zoo anyway. He was going to get very rich, very fast.

But there was one problem. He didn’t know what to do about the twins. Those girls were not going to give up their “master” without a fight.

He was lost in thought, trying to find a solution, when he saw the twins and another girl entering the communications room. He quickly grabbed his gun and told them to stop.

“Stop right there! I’ll shot you if you come any closer.”

“Relax, Brett,” Aurora said, “We are here to offer you a deal.”

***

After confirming that neither Dawn or Aurora were nearby when she fucked the skeeter bug, Katie deducted that it had to be Violet. The horny woman had climaxed while watching her fuck the giant creature. Katie told the twins about it and they made a plan to take advantage of the situation. The first step of that plan was already done.

Violet didn’t know that her secret was out. She desperately wanted to fuck a cornusaurus and the giant dildo between her legs was the closest thing she could do to satisfy that desire. The excited woman closed her eyes and imagined herself under the big bulk of the beast, bouncing back and forth while her lover fucked her pussy with eagerness. She was almost reaching an orgasm…

“Fuck me, baby. Fuck me hard,” Violet whispered, while she contemplated the image in her mind.

The doorbell rang at the worst possible time and Violet cursed at whomever was interrupting. She only needed a couple more minutes to reach a rattling climax. The doorbell rang again and she completely lost her concentration.

Damned! I was almost cumming!

Violet regrettably pulled the dildo out of her pussy and put on a top that barely covered her ass. She opened the door and gasped when she saw the twins, and the woman that fucked the skeeter bug, standing in the hallway.

“Hello Violet. Can we come in?” Dawn asked calmly.

Violet didn’t know what to do, so she said the thirst thing that came to her mind, “Sure… eh… please come in.”

Her room smells like sex. She is indeed a naughty girl. Aurora thought.

Violet was confused. Dawn and Aurora had never visited her apartment before. Maybe they knew that Violet had been spying on them. Maybe they were here to ask her to keep their secret. This was the opportunity she was looking for. She could ask them about their technique to arise the sexual desire of the creatures!

Aurora was the first to talk. She went straight to the matter at hand. Her pussy was twitching with anticipation of what was about to happen and she couldn’t waste time with small talk. Today she was a true carrier of her master’s will.

“Let’s cut to the chase, Violet. We know that it excites you to see us fucking the beasts. We suspect that you want to fuck them yourself and we are here to help you.”

“You will be one of us,” Katie said, “You will fuck any creature you desire, whenever you want.”

Violet heard the girls’ proposal and her first instinct was to deny everything. But then she thought about it more carefully. She couldn’t fool herself. This was exactly what she wanted.

“I don’t… I… how? What do I have to do?”

“First you need to prove your loyalty to us. Remove your clothes,” Dawn responded without hesitation.

A moment later they were all nude. Violet had been in bed with girls before, only to satisfy her curiosity, but never with more than one at the same time. Now she was the center of attention in an all-girl orgy. The aroused woman found it difficult to believe that this was really happening.

Dawn was kneeling on the floor with her face between Violet’s legs. Her tongue was lashing at the erect clitoris with true expertise. Behind her, Aurora was licking her anus, adding to the wonderful sensations that flowed across her body. Katie was bending over at her side, suckling her nipple.

Violet was more excited than before the doorbell rang. God! It feels so good.

They all moved over to the small bed. Katie shoved her hand deep into Violet’s lubricated pussy, driving her to the edge of climax. The twins played with Violet’s bloated nipples, waiting for the right time to finalize the second part of the plan.

Katie’s hand was making a fist while she pumped Violet’s body, trying to reach deeper. The woman’s pussy was soaking wet, meaning that Violet was truly aroused. Being a female, the reason for this unbridled excitement were not the pheromones in the air. Violet wanted this.

Violet’s legs were shivering, heralding the arrival of an inescapable climax. She knew that it was going to be the strongest orgasms of her life. It was just seconds away…

Violet arched her back, the entire world stood still for a fraction of a second, then a mind-bending bliss exploded within her loins. The woman’s eyes rolled back completely while her body jolted under orgasmic convulsions that wrecked her body from head to toe.

This was the signal for the twins to move forward with their mission. They both felt their pussies twitching forcefully while the appendages hidden in their bodies begin their journey up their bellies, and just a couple of seconds later, they emerged from their mouths. The twins were carrying tentacles!

Katie looked up at the squirming appendages with amazement. She knew that this was going to happen but had never seen it before. It was the first time that their master was using this method to subdue a new slave.

“This is awesome!”

While both tentacles protruded further from the girls’ mouths, the tips of each one opened like a flower, exposing more delicate filaments that also writhed in the air. Dawn’s and Aurora’s eyes rolled back from the sheer pleasure of being true vessels for their master’s will.

The twins turned their bodies, allowing the tentacles to approach Violet’s head. The smaller filaments immediately pierced through her ears, reaching all the way into the woman’s brain. In the midst of climax, Violet felt a hint of pain, then her orgasm intensified tenfold. She couldn’t understand what was happening. Suddenly her body felt more alive, more sensitive. Any concern she had in her mind was quickly erased, allowing her to focus only on the overpowering pleasure that utterly dominated her. She loved feeling like this…

“The master is in her brain. Her new life is beginning at this very moment,” Katie whispered while her pussy fluttered.

Debauched images popped in Violet’s mind out of nowhere, and every single one made her pussy twitch spasmodically around Katie’s arm. The images were like memories, but they were not her own. Somehow, Violet knew that those images showed her future. She was going to be fucked a thousand different times by a thousand different beasts. Her dream was coming true!

Then she saw him at the center of everything! The fungus. Her new master! Still deep in trance, Violet moaned loudly and her pussy gushed abundantly. She finally understood why the twins were able to seduce any creature they wanted, whenever they wanted. It was because of him! He was the reason that her most secret desire was going to be fulfilled.

With her body completely out of her control, Violet slipped off the bed until she was kneeling on the floor. She stared forward with her arms limp by her sides while her mind was being remade by the tendrils.

Katie kept had her entire hand inside of Violet’s pussy and was also engulfing the woman’s left breast. By keeping Violet in a permanent state of arousal, she was helping the enslaving process.

Violet was cross-eyed, staring at nothing. Her slacked face showed a misleading serenity. But behind those eyes, the subjugated woman was feeling a level of bliss beyond comprehension. She was slowly becoming aware that her former life was over.

Her new master had plans for her and she couldn’t wait to serve him. She knew that these plans involved fucking monsters and her pussy twitched hard.

***

The enslaving session lasted a couple of hours. Soft moans echoed incessantly against the walls of the small apartment. When it was done, all of the girls headed towards the abandoned warehouse.

Violet got dressed, walked the distance that separated her apartment from the zoo, then got undressed without saying a word. Her mind was under a powerful enthrallment that allowed her to focus only on the task at hand. Now she was standing on top of the fungus with her legs spread wide apart. The massive, impregnating tentacle was emerging from the largest hole of the creature.

Katie was kneeling behind Violet, looking at the impressive appendage slowly rising. She remembered perfectly well when the other fungus impregnated her in her cousin’s farm. It had been so amazing. Now her master was going to impregnate Violet, creating the next generation.

Violet’s serene expression changed drastically when the huge, pinkish tentacle penetrated deep into her body. Her eyes opened as wide as her mouth, while her pussy distended to its limit, allowing the massive appendage inside.

Dawn, who had one of the smaller tentacles writhing in her ass, saw Violet’s abdomen bloating obscenely and knew that her master was piercing into the woman’s womb. That phallus was bigger than any of the zoo creature’s cocks and she wondered how it would feel to be fucked like that; to become the carrier of a new master. Her pussy gushed just thinking about it. Violet was so lucky.

Katie was touching herself while watching the impending impregnation. Her master had been so smart finding a quick solution for such a dangerous situation with Brett.

The fungus pumped the enthralled woman a few times, almost lifting her completely off the ground. Violet did the impossible to remain in a standing position, since the pleasure she was feeling was almost shutting down her mind, but she endured and obeyed. The creature deposited a small egg in Violet’s womb and then discharged a huge amount of cum for it to feed. A new copy of the fungus was being made.

“It is done! Violet has been impregnated by our master!!” Dawn yelled with excitement.

A moment later, the fungus retrieved the tentacle from Violet’s shivering body and Dawn jumped forward, attaching her mouth the woman’s distended pussy. Gobs of cum were leaking abundantly from Violet’s cavity and Dawn wanted to drink it all. No sperm should ever be wasted.

Behind Violet, Katie grabbed the receding tentacle and pulled it towards her. She wrapped her lips around the tip and sucked the remnants of her master’s cum. Her pussy was twitching frantically and she had to fight the urge to jump on top of that gigantic cock and shove it into her body.

Despite all odds, Violet was still standing, even though the tentacle was not inside of her any more. Her entire body jolted in orgasmic convulsions, which augmented when Dawn sucked her clitoris and pushed her tongue inside of her pussy. She would not be able to remain conscious for much longer.

Brett was watching the impregnation process from outside the warehouse. He had all the information he needed about the fungus and knew how dangerous it was to come any closer. Even after making a deal with this strange, sentient creature.

Holy crap! That was fucking impressive! The creature’s cock is enormous and Violet accepted it without hesitation. I guess she is pregnant now. Brett thought with amazement.

Aurora was on her knees, sucking Brett’s cock with utter joy. This was part of the deal they had made with him. Brett could fuck any of the girls whenever he wanted, as long as he kept quiet about the master’s presence in the zoo. She was more than happy to oblige.

***

The following day, Violet was having an orgasm while nothing touched her sensitive body. She couldn’t understand it. The enthralled woman was dimly aware that she was in the communications room and there were others with her, Brett among them. But the erotic haze clouding her mind prevented her from forming complete thoughts.

Brett was talking with the Ents. They had deposited the credits to Brett’s private account and now they had come to collect the precious cargo.

“The offspring is growing in this woman’s womb. You can take her with you. Remember that you promised not to hurt her in any way.” Brett said.

“We will study the entire cycle of this unique creature,” The Ent responded, “This female will do what she is programmed to do. She will spend the rest of her life collecting sperm and climaxing. We will facilitate this.”

“It has been a pleasure doing business with you. If you need another one, just let me know,” Brett said, ending the conversation with a smile on his face. He was a rich man.

***

A few days later, Violet was on her knees giving birth to her master; a large ovoid that would become a mature fungus in a few weeks. The Ents found this creature fascinating and wanted to learn what was the extent of its intelligence. How was it able to take control of other sentient species to make its bidding? The production of pheromones also implied modification of the slaves’ bodies on a chemical level. Everything about this new subject was worth a full research.

Violet didn’t remember the journey from her planet of residence to this unknown destination. She woke up in an ample room that contained a bed and a bunch of weird devices. Then she saw this tall humanoid entering the room. He placed a hand on her head, and her mind went blank before she could ask any questions.

A moment later, the woman’s pussy was stretching wide while the large irregular ovoid vacated her body. Half of the birthing creature was still inside of her, and she pushed without knowing that she was doing it. Her mind only had room for the perfect bliss that filled every crevice and ever fold of her brain.

***

The next day, Violet was sitting on the floor beside her bed, looking at this strange formation on the floor of the room. It was a pod with black tentacles spreading from its base, keeping it straight up. It was standing on a puddle of slime. Violet was almost certain that this creature was her baby, because she inexplicably felt a strong attachment to it, but even so, she was afraid to come any closer. She was so confused.

Since the twins and the woman that fucked the bug entered her apartment, everything had been a haze of puzzling thoughts and experiences. She didn’t know where she was or how she got here. Violet was scared, unsure about what she should do.

I remember walking into an old warehouse… there was a strange creature inside, similar to this one. Then something massive fucked my brains out.

Only one thing was an absolute certainty in her mind. She felt extremely horny and very hungry.

Violet saw the door opening and something moved in the shadows beyond. Then it walked in. It was a cornusaurus!! How was this possible? Violet knew that she wasn’t at the zoo any more.

“Hey!! What are you doing here?”

The aroused woman felt her vaginal fluids dripping down her inner thighs. Her body was responding exactly as expected.

Violet immediately noticed that the beast’s was as excited as she was and his cock was fully erect. She realized that the cornusaurus arousal had something to do with the creature she just birthed. This was the twin’s secret to get all zoo creatures to fuck them whenever they wanted!

“So that’s how they did it. I remember now. That creature in the warehouse is the real reason of their ability to entice all beasts. Arousing pheromones are emanating from their bodies… and also from mine!”

The woman’s pussy twitched hard when she imagined her future in this place. Her dream was really coming true.

Violet wasted no time. A short while later she was shivering in orgasmic spasms under the bulk of the cornusaurus. She knew that this was the first climax of hundreds!

The creature’s cock was buried in her ass so deep that she barely moved during the blissful convulsions of her orgasm.

But there was a problem roaming in her head. Even though this had been her wish since day one, Violet didn’t have the sense of fulfillment that she was hoping for. There was something missing.

A moment later she understood why. The beast reached his peak and discharge one huge loud of cum after another. It was so much, that Violet’s belly started to bloat. Her body and mind reacted to the creature’s ejaculating by igniting her strongest orgasm ever.

That was it! This was her new reason to live. Violet remembered the twin’s obsession with cum and now she understood. Her craving for sperm was overwhelming!

Violet remained in the same position, receiving buckets of sperm within her entrails until it became too much and erupted from her mouth. After that, she lost consciousness.

The besieged woman woke up and crawled straight to the pod, following an irresistible command imprinted in her mind. Her body was saturated with sperm and there were images behind her eyes showing her what she was supposed to do.

After a moment, those images became a reality. A tentacle emerged from the pod and entered her mouth, reaching all the way to her belly. The excited woman could clearly feel her abdomen flattening as the creature suck the fluid out of her body and into its developing mass. While this happened, Violet climaxed again.

Now there was no doubt about Violet’s future in this place. Her job was to fuck the cornusaurus as often as possible, collect his sperm in her body, then feed it to her offspring. She started to remember everything that was imprinted in her brain by the twin’s tentacles a few days ago.

The fungus was her master! And her job was to server him by fucking monsters! Violet’s pussy twitched hard and she went back to the beast. Unfortunately, she quickly realized that, at the moment, the cornusaurus had no more sperm to give. His cock was still visible, but barely.

“I guess you are spent for now. I wonder how long it will take you to… wait a moment… Now that I think of it… Where did you come from?”

Violet noticed that the door used by the cornusaurus was still open. Maybe, if she was lucky, there would be another male of the same herd outside.

Violet peeked through the door and gasped with astonishment. She was looking into a room much bigger than hers, and it was filled to the brim with beasts of many different species! Some of them were so strange, that she didn’t know to which variety they belonged.

Looking more carefully, she realized something else; they were all males. Violet’s pussy gushed. Her future was even better than she thought.

The End.

Note from the author: There is a graphic (CGI) version of this story.

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