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Old man young tenant Part 5

She had taken the vibrator and egg along with some of the sexy panties and bras. On Wednesday she had a afternoon break which she always spent in the library and this is where she was going to try the egg. She had put it in after lunch and had walked around with it deep inside her pussy with the wire running up across her clit and the control tucked into the waist band of the skirt. She wore a very suggestive smile on her face as she walked down the hall to the library. As soon as she was seated at a reading table she took out the control and turned in on to slow. The vibrating sensations that raced from her pussy to several sexually sensitive places made her give off a small moan. She looked up to see if anyone had heard or was looking her way and was relieved to see nobody had noticed or at least it seemed that way. Three tables over one of her roommates, Ann, had seen her come in and had noticed something strange in Alice disposition. Ann had also heard the moan and seen the expression on Alice’s face and was a little suspicious and very curious as to what Alice was doing.
Alice had continued to work the egg until she felt a small orgasm which made her smile, moan and finally sigh. With her panties wet she tucked the control back in the waist band and headed to the restroom. As she entered the rest room Ann caught up with her.
“Hey Alice, what are you doing? I saw you in the library and well you sure made some funny sounds with looks that, well the only time I get them is when I am rubbing myself.”
Alice was taken aback by the boldness of the comment and the admission that Ann masturbated. “What do you mean rub yourself?”
“Oh come on everybody masturbates only not usually in the school library.” She chuckled and smiled.
She was a little unsure what to do or say but she was not a good liar. “Oh well it just sort of happened and well I needed to get some relief.”
“Ya I know what you mean I get that way a lot lately, but hey I did not see your hands moving or you arms so how did you manage that?”
Now she was really in jeopardy but could not see any way out, “oh you have to promise to never say anything please.”
“Okay I promise now tell me”, she was getting excited at the sexy thoughts going through her mind.
“Well I have a small vibrator and I just turned it on and it did the rest, but now I need to take it out”.
“Take it out; oh man let me see this, show me.” She was getting very excited now and her panties were getting wet. They had entered the restroom next to the library.
“Not here, it’s like a little egg I put inside my pussy and it has a control”, which she now showed to Ann.
Ann reached for the control hitting the on switch and Alice jumped as the vibrations sent wonderful sensation through her.
“Oh wow did I just turn it on and it’s inside you, oh how neat show it to me, come on here in the stall” and with that she pulled Alice into the toilet stall.
“Okay but be quiet will you”, and she lifted up her skirt pull down the front of her panties and slipped the egg out. Oh she loved the feel of the egg moving out of her and she almost had an orgasm with that, but Ann was watching and it passed.
Ann watched in amazement as the skirt came up and panties down then the shiny silver egg with the wire attached sort of popped out of Alice’s wet pussy. She got all horny just looking at Alice’s wet pussy and wanted to reach out and touch it. Her hand went up her skirt to her own pussy and she was rubbing it through her panties.
“Oh man I get so horny just looking at you and that thing and I have not been with a fellow in long time. Oh I want to get fucked now, oh let me use it please.” Ann reached out and grabbed the egg from Alice and without any hesitation pulled her panties down and pushed the egg into her pussy. “On, turn it on full.”
Alice was scared and could not react fast enough to stop her and before she knew what was happening, Ann had the egg in her and Alice had actually turned it on.
“Ohhhhhhhhhhh, yes, ahhhhhhhhhhh “, and she breathed fast and heavy. Then her hand reached out and grabbed Alice and pulled her to her close hugging her in a very sexual way as her body convulsed with the wave of an orgasm surging through her.
Alice had no idea of what to do and just let Ann do whatever she wanted. When Ann relaxed and was quiet again she slipped the egg out rubbing it against her lips as she did.
“Wow that is a really great vibrator. I only have a little g-spot one. Where did you ever get that?” She was holding it up and looking at the control playing with the little dial. “Oh so nice the speed varies, heck you could walk around with this in you all day, hey you have to let me try that please.”
“Come on Ann you can’t go around using other women’s vibrators, it’s not sanitary.”
“Oh silly, I bet your pussy is as clean as they come and mine has not seen a cock in so long I almost forgot what they are. Say you’re not a virgin are you? I mean all the concern and you seem a little uptight too me”.
“No, I am not and well you just took me by surprise and well”. Ann cut her off.
“Oh I bet you have not seen another woman masturbating, mmmm I bet you would be horrified if I told you I have had sex with another woman”.
“I well I don’t know what to say now but we have to get out of here before someone comes”, and with that she took the egg and put it in her bag and walked out.
“Hey wait I want to talk, tell me where you got the egg I want to get one, come on we’re roommates”, and she walked beside Alice not giving her time to think or get away.
Alice spoke without giving much thought to what she said “oh a friend got it for me and I don’t know where he got it”. Then she realized her mistake and got a very sick feeling.
“A friend and a HE bought it for you, well now HE must be some friend a really special FRIEND I bet. So that’s where you have been running off to these past few days and weekends we have not seen you. You have a boyfriend you’re doing. Hey I want to get an vibrator like that so find out okay and hey I want to meet this hot stud of yours’ as he seems pretty hot to be getting you a vibrator like that, hey want else you got?”
“Oh nothing and you cannot meet him he’s not around here and besides he wants things to be very private, so please don’t say anything to the others and I will get you an egg, okay”, she was really scared now Ann knew she was with a man and wanted to know who. Oh William is going to be really mad, upset, he may not want to see me anymore and that scared her most.
That was Monday and all day Tuesday Alice could only think and worry about what William was going to say and do when she told him what happened. She like several of the girls took the bus and Ann was on the bus going home. She harassed Alice all the way home about her boyfriend and the vibrator and what other toys did she have. The conversation was about sex and Alice was getting a little turned on regardless. Several times Ann had put her hand on Alice’s thigh and there was a sexual feeling in Alice when it happened.

Alice had said she needed to study as she left the apartment with her books. Actually she needed to get away from Ann and the others. This was all getting to complicated, all because she had taken the vibrators. She was not sure what to do now and she was aimlessly walking she knew not where until she stopped. She was standing in front of Williams’s apartment; she had walked here without thinking about it. She smiled and then a feeling of dread passed through her as she went over all that had been said and done the last couple of days.

He did not know why but he got up and opened the apartment door and to his surprise she was standing there with a look of fear and pain.

All of a sudden the door opened and he was standing in front of her. All the fear and anguish she had been feeling hit her and tears flowed. Her body took over and it ran to him throwing arms around him and hugging him tight. Here was the answer to her problems her savior her William and the tears flowed.

He was caught by surprise as she ran to him throwing her arms around him kissing his neck and crying with tears flowing like Niagara Falls. As he got control his arms went around her holding her tight as he kissed her neck. With one arm around her waist he closed the door with the other hand and walked into the apartment with her attached to his neck.

He was at a lose, oh boy I wonder what brought this on; something has happened to my little girl. There is was again that feeling like she was his little girl his daughter and he was having sex with her. He shook his head to clear the thoughts of doubt so he could concentrate on the problem at hand.
“Okay, easy now you’re here and you are safe we can work whatever the problem is.” He reached down and scooped up her legs and carried her to his big recliner and sat down with her on his lap. She took off the book bag and put her arms around his neck and kissed him with love not passion and put her head on his chest.

He took a deep breath, sighed, and rocked her.

She did not know how or if she should tell him anything as she was ashamed embarrassed and scared all at the same time. She was ashamed for taking the egg and using it against his wishes, she was embarrassed about
Ann and what she had told her and then what Ann had said about sex. Most of all she was afraid, afraid of what William would say and do. Would he end their relationship? She could not stand to lose him.

She had stopped crying and so he asked, “okay what is the problem you had to come to see me about?”

It had not occurred to her before but she had just automatically gone to William with her problem and here she was on his lap in his arms all safe and at peace, but for how long.

“Come on all those tears were for a reason so out with it.” He could not imagine what would be the problem but he felt good that she had come to him with it.

“Oh, I don’t know I have done something and I am afraid you will be mad at me.” She was looking at him with that calf eyed look that women and children can use that will turn a man to mush.

He smiled as he now could guess where this might be heading, “well if you referring the missing vibrators, yes I might be a little angry with you but it is nothing to cry about.”

That made her feel a little better because he already knew she had taken them but what about the rest. With that thought she started to cry again, “Oh William I love you so much”. The tears flowed heavy again and he realized there was a WHOLE lot more to the story.

“Okay, I think you need to stop crying and tell me everything from the beginning and don’t leave out anything.”

She then told him everything in detail. He never interrupted or scolded her he just listened. When she was done he simple took her face between his big hand looked into her eyes and kissed her softly in a very loving way.

She felt as if a ton of bricks had been lifted when he kissed her and then just held her.

Sitting back with her head on his chest he thought, well being an old man has some advantage as the years have given me patience, understanding, tolerance and mellowed me out. This is a fine kettle of fish you got yourself into William and me thinks it will only get more complicated.

“So Ann needs an egg vibrator does she, well I guess WE can accommodate her.” He was smiling at her shaking his head thinking, mountains and mole hills that is not a big problem.

“Now as to the BOY friend situation, just keep avoiding any conversation about it. Simply say you don’t want to talk about him and don’t”.

“As to the other things she talked about well you can probably get as much information as you want or need from the internet.” He had no idea what to tell her about sex between women, lesbians, hell he was having trouble telling, explaining things about sex between male and female. He smiled brightly and wide as the thoughts and feeling of youthful sex filled him. Girl, woman you are turning back the clock for this old man and he hugged her close.
“As to using the vibrator at school, well what did I tell you about carrying one around with you? I and neither do you, have any idea where this is going to end up but I do not think we have heard the end. Your roommate Ann could be trouble so just be nice but don’t tell her anymore.”

“Now how about I fix supper and you get your school work done.”
The next day William had gone to town and purchased another egg vibrator and a couple of DVDs of lesbian sex thinking that might answer her questions.

On Wednesday he gave her the egg for Ann and the DVDs. As she had a lot of school work and the evening was strictly platonic.

She had taken the DVDs home to watch on her computer and would give the egg to Ann in the morning.

On the bus she sat with Ann and gave her the egg in a plain paper bag. Ann did not wait and opened it right away.
Ann was not shy in the least and after opening the package she had pulled up her skirt and slipped her hand into her panties and pushed the egg between her now wet lips. She got that look as the egg slid deeper and wiggled her hips as her fingers lingered in her panties rubbing her pussy. It was a good thing there were few passengers on the bus as Ann started to moan softly as her hand found and rubbed her clit. Then she turned on the egg and moaned louder. Alice punched her and told her to be quiet and Ann bit her lip trying to keep silent. The egg was sending wave after wave of the most wonderful sensation through her and then she turned it to maximum causing her whole body to vibrate and convulse in a massive orgasm. Ann’s pussy oozed her sex juices and soaked her panties and the back of her skirt. She could not control herself and started to squeeze her breasts through the blouse. Then to Alice’s surprise Ann reached down and pulled up Alice’s skirt and started to rub her pussy.
Alice’s’ reaction was to slow and Ann’s hand was on her pussy with a finger rubbing her now wet lips through the panties. She only thought, oh god it feels so good yes rub it faster harder. As Ann’s finger slipped between the panty and pussy seeking the little clit. Alice bucked her hips up as Ann’s finger touched the clit and a small orgasm raced through her as the idea of sex with a woman only made her hotter. Ann was reacting to the egg and Alice was having an orgasm because of the Ann’s fingers and the sexy thought of sex with woman. Both girls moaned and shook and then settled back with a sigh. Ann turned off the egg and then pulled it out of her pussy licking it clean. “Mmmm I love the taste of sex, don’t you?”

Alice could not answer but seeing Ann lick the egg actually turned her on again. Then Ann realized how wet she was and got a little upset, “oh god Alice I am wet and you have to help me, please.”

As Alice had some shorts with her for after school exercising and she dug into her pack then handed them to Ann, “here maybe you can get by with these today but you know the rules about dress at school.” Ann took the shorts and looked around the bus which seemed rather empty. She then slipped off her panties unbuttoned her skirt and pulled it off then pulled on shorts.
Alice was a little shocked at the fact that Ann had stripped in the bus. Now she was wearing Alice’s shorts without panties and that sort of turned her on. Alice could only think, oh god what is happening she is turning me on and this is not right it’s crazy. She was confused now more than ever and she looked at Ann with a new feeling.

All through the day Alice had only thoughts about sex, sex with William, sex with herself and then sex with Ann. She was really confused and needed to talk to William.

It was Wednesday and as usual she dropped of her things at the apartment but today she changed clothes and put on a skirt and blouse then taking some books had run out only this time Ann was watching her. Alice was not totally oblivious too things but she figured that if she changed floors and buildings nobody would see. She was wrong and Ann had seen that Alice had not left the apartment complex and so she knew that she was seeing someone there. Ann returned to the apartment went to her room and put the egg inside her turning it on low she thought of Alice and her lover.

She knocked on the door softly so nobody in the hall would hear but then William barely heard the knock. He opened the door and she rushed him. She wanted him so bad tonight it was driving her crazy.

She kissed him with all the passion she could gather as her tongue entered his mouth her hands grasping his head causing her fingers to entwine his hair. As he staggered back her legs came up and wrapped around his waist and she pulled her hips against him and wiggled as the feel of his body against her caused electric sensations to run through her body. She felt her pussy get warmer and was sure it was also wet while her nipples had gotten hard rubbing against his chest. All she could think about was FUCKING him now.
She kept saying over and over to herself, oh my god fuck me now please fuck me.

He could not understand her rush and the attack but he was not going to stop it. As he closed the door her kiss was sucking his tongue into her mouth and the air from his lungs. His hands went to her butt cheeks to help hold her up but also because he loved to hold her cute little ass. He then realized she was wearing a skirt because his hand was under it touching her smooth white cotton panties and his cock got hard as a young stud.

She had made a real difference in his life and the hard rod in his pants was only one example.
No matter what William was a man and so he was going to do what any man would do.

Dam she is not making it easy to be an adult, oh shit who cares about that. He spun around and with her clinging to him he walked to the bedroom. He bent over and laid her on the bed but she did not break the kiss only unwrapped her legs. His hands worked fast unbuttoning the blouse then unhooking the bra and she raised up and they came off still holding the kiss.
He broke the kiss and moved down to kiss her little breasts and tease the nipples before sucking each into his mouth one at a time.
The feel of his lips on her breast and nipples drove her crazy causing her body to quiver with desire and she let out a loud moan and then told him “oh William fuck me please fuck me like never before, please, I need you so oh oh please.”
Looking at her he thought he saw tears in her eyes and wondered could her desire be so strong the need for him so great as to cause her to cry. No, no way that’s impossible nobody can desire anything that much. He was hard and hot and his cock was staying hard without pills and it sprang to attention as he pulled off his clothes. Bending down he lifted her skirt and pulled the panties down as she undid the skirt. Now they were both naked and he bent to kiss and lick her nipples then his lips moved down over her belly, over the pubic mound and sucked in the lips around the clit.

She shook, quivered moaned and the grabbing his ears she said loudly, “now eat me, fuck me, make me cum NOW.” She wrapped her legs around the back of his head and buried his face deep into her pussy.

His body was on fire with passion and his heart was racing a hundred miles and hour. With her legs wrapped around his head she had his face buried completely in her pussy and he could not breathe. Pulling her legs apart he came up gasping for air then fell upon her and kissed her on the lips with a true loving passion. The kiss was deep but the most gentle she had known.
She felt his cock head as it rubbed against her now very wet pussy lips, which since being with William had developed considerably, and the sensation caused her to moan loudly.
He pushed and the head slipped into her easily and was soon deep into her. She had built such a fire in him that there was no stopping now and he fell on her ramming his cock deeper and then he started to move in and out with the most rapid manner especially for someone his age. His body quivered he moaned and arched his back and let out a long AHHH.

As he moaned and shouted she felt the hot cum shoot out filling her pussy. His ejaculations were getting more powerful it seemed and her body quivered with the feel. As he came the feelings in her had reached the peak and she moaned and actually screamed “OH FUCK ME”.

Both had experienced massive climaxes both physical and emotional. Their bodies were wet with sweat and sticky with the juices of sex. He had rolled to his back and she had rolled on top.

He could feel the wetness on his chest but at first thought it was only sweat until he looked down and saw her looking up at him with tear in her eyes.

“Oh dear what wrong why are you crying?”

“I don’t know I just want you so bad and love you so much and everything in me is all, well I just could not help it and the tears just came out.”

Nobody had ever loved William that much and he had never known anyone to love that strongly. This was getting a lot more complicated but he had no idea how complicated it was going to get.

“That’s okay dear, you have given me feeling that I had forgotten and some I never knew existed. The feelings I felt today right now I don’t think I have every felt.” He looked over the small naked female form lying beside him and reached out and very gently ran his hand over it feeling the heat the passion had generated. She quivered and then rolled into him and snuggled up to him.

“I want to spend the night here with you, please. I know you said we would not but please.” The look she gave him ended any debate.
It had been agreed that she would not spent nights at his place because of the gossip it might cause. But then most agreements like this are only made to be changed and the passion generated today could change anything.

“Oh how do I say no to such a lovely lady, okay but this cannot be a regular thing okay.”

She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him with a smile as their naked bodies fell back on the bed. “Oh you make me so happy I just want to kiss you all over”, and with that she kiss his chest, nipples and then taking his cock in hand kisses the head of his limp member. She started to kiss more of it and then moved her hand down to cup his balls and caress them.

He arched his back and savored the feeling that she was sending through his body, but then realized what time it was and put a stop to things.

“Okay, you’re staying the night but you have school tomorrow and home work to do so enough of the sex. You start your home work and I will start supper.”

They set about their separate tasks both with smiles on faces and good feelings in general.

Still there was the Ann situation she would have to talk to him about.

After supper she continued with the school work until about 9:30 when he mentioned something about her roommates worrying about her not coming home. She called and said she was spending the night at a friend’s and would be back in the morning for school.

As soon as Ann heard this she smiled and a special wiggle developed in her hips as she walked down to the rec room. Ann had put the egg in earlier and when she heard about Alice spending the night with a friend she turned on the egg and got all horny with the thought of someone fucking cute Alice. Secretly Ann wanted to fuck cute Alice but that was going to take some special maneuvering.

William laid out towels for a shower. She had put on a shirt of William’s and a pair of shorts he had bought for her.
The shirt was her idea as she said it made her feel like his arms were around her all the time. She was not wearing a bra just some very sexy panties under the very sexy shorts. William has some sexy taste in woman’s clothing and the smile on his face showed his satisfaction with his purchases.
As they entered the bathroom he said “here dear let me please I get a thrill out of taking off your clothes”. Reaching out he took hold of the shirt and unbuttoned it and pull it open exposing her small pert tits with now hardening nipples.
“Oh, I like it when you strip me. You can undress me any time you want but then I get to do you.”
The shirt came off and his lips kissed her shoulder and then the tits and nipples. As he kissed her upper body his hands worked on the shorts and soon they were on the floor followed by the panties.
She love the feel of his lips on her body and a soft moan had escaped as he undressed and kissed her.
“Okay my turn”, and she unbuttoned his shirt and was a lot more physical with the kissing as she kiss his chest then the nipples and let her lips move down his belly to the belt. She undid the belt and pants and the fell to the floor. Now all he was wearing were his boxers and her administrations had started to give him an erection. She saw his cock pulsing against the shorts and pulled them down quickly.
“Hey can’t have that all pent up in there”, as his cock sprang up she grabbed it and kissed it then slipped the head into her mouth sucking and tonguing the tip.
He could do nothing but grab the back of her head and pull her to him pushing his cock deep into her mouth.
She felt it go deep and then hit the back of her throat making her gag. It then pulled back but move into her mouth again; he was fucking her mouth now.
She like the feel of his big cock in her mouth and the taste of him was good. She cupped his balls as the cock moved faster in and out. She now knew of the spot at the base of the cock that would make him really get hot and explode and she wiggled her finger there now.
He let out a moan and sighs as his cock pulsed and flexed shooting a small load of cum into her mouth. She swallowed the cum and sucked his cock for more. As he had pumped a massive load into her just a few hours ago there was not much this time.
He was a little shaky as they climbed into the shower. He look at her back side as she stepped into the shower and thought, all this sex is going to kill me for sure but hell what a way to die. He patted her cute little ass and followed her in.
There was little more he could do now as he was truly spent. So shower is what they did, well not JUST shower.
She had found a nice sexy nightie to wear to bed, black very sheer and a black thong. He was wearing a pair of boxer shorts and it seems that is what he usually wore.
This was going to be different as it had been a long time since William had a woman sleeping with him. Even though it was a queen size bed he felt a little awkward. He was lying on his back as she got into bed and move to his side. The feel of her body touching him and her head and arm on his chest made him feel a special happiness and that was all he could feel tonight as he was spent.
She kissed him several times before finally settling and soon they slept.

He woke and jerked as he rolled over because the presence of a woman in his bed was not a usual occurrence. Still he smiled at the sight of the cute and sexy woman sleeping next to him. He made coffee and some toast then brought it into the bedroom to wake her.
She woke looking at him with the tray in his hands and could only smile as nobody had ever given her breakfast in bed before.

After eating she showered dress hurried back to her apartment.
As she entered the apartment she was greeted with a hundred questions about where and who and who and where. Her roommates would not let go and she tried to keep telling then what William had said. Finally she was off to school and was hoping it would all be forgotten. Ann had followed and gotten on the bus with her.
“Well, so you spent the night with him and did he fuck you good?” Ann was very blunt and she wanted to get Alice into talking about sex some way.
“Gee Ann you don’t have to be so blunt.”
“Hey either he fucked you or he didn’t so what’s the big deal?”
“What we do is none of your business.”
“Ah well I was just wondering if you got a good fucking or not. You know is he good in bed? Hey if he can’t satisfy you then maybe I can.” Ann did not care who her sex partner was right now as she was so horny.
“What do you mean? I don’t need anything from you like that. I get all I need.” She stopped suddenly before she said too much.
“Ah so he is good in bed, dam wish I had a man like that, want to share him? Hey how about a threesome.” Ann had her going and she was only getting started. She really wanted a good fuck and maybe Alice’s man was the one to do it.
She had only thrown out the threesome idea to stir up the conversation but then when she had said it she thought it would be fun and a real thrill. First she would have to get Alice interested in female to female sex.
“Threesome, what are you talking about?”
“Oh please don’t be so innocent with me, you know, you, me and your fellow all having a fucking good time.” Ann could see that Alice was getting a little excited with all the talk about sex.
“Oh never”, Alice was wondering about Ann and she looked at her a little differently. “Why would you even say that?”
“Oh hey just thought you and I might have some fun together and well I am so horny that I thought you might share that man you have hidden at the complex.” Now Ann had let the cat out of the bag.
“What do you mean at the complex how do you know where I go?” Alice was upset and afraid.
“I saw you yesterday when you went out and you never left the apartment complex so you have to be going with someone here.” Ann saw the tension in Alice’s face and now pressed the issue. “So who is he, I mean I have seen most of the men here and I can only think of a few that would interest me.”
“Well just because you don’t find someone interesting doesn’t mean I couldn’t” and she turned away trying not to show the fear in her face to Ann.

“Ah ha so it is someone here and not one of the usual young studs so that leaves let’s see who?” Ann then went through a list of men she thought possible and William was not one. Alice was relieved but still scared.

“Please just leave it alone okay, it is someone very special to me and well just please stop.”

“It won’t stop or end we will find out sooner or later, so hey might as well be sooner.” A lot soon Ann thought as she really needs a good fucking and Alice seem to know a good fucker. Ann then took out the control and turned on her egg and she became quiet with a very satisfied smile on her face.

Alice saw Ann turn on her egg and was shocked and relieved as the conversation ended. Still William had gotten the egg for Alice to give Ann. Now Ann knew her friend was in the complex and it was inevitable she would find out it was William.

Several days passed and Ann had not pestered Alice much more about her boyfriend. I was Friday and Alice wondered what to do about seeing William. She called him and explained about Ann as best she could and it was agreed that maybe they should not get together this weekend. So Alice was staying in and after getting her school work done she thought it might be a good idea to look at the DVDs William had given her. She put one in and right away she got a very strange feeling as the women on the screen started to do all the things William had done and it made her wet. She went and got her egg and slipped it deep into her pussy. Just the touching of her pussy to put the egg in sent thrills all through her body. The sex on the DVD got hotter and Alice became very excited and turned up the vibrator. Soon she was bouncing on her bed moaning and squeezing her legs together and rubbing her breasts with one hand. She was so absorbed in action on the computer screen she did not see Ann come into the room.

Ann could not believe her eyes, little Alice was watching porn and masturbating. She thought, this is too good to be true I am going to get off tonight. She slowly walked into the room to the point where she could see the screen and she really got a surprise. She watched the movie and Alice masturbate as long as she could before moving in.

“Oh yes nice move and I see you have your egg going, here let me help with that” and she reached in putting her hand on Alice’s pussy and rubbed hard on the clit area. With her other hand she pulled her to her and kissed and bit her neck.

Alice was startled but was so close to orgasm she did nothing but continue and then the touch of Ann’s hand on her pussy and the kiss she could not help it, the orgasm just happened and it was wonderful. Her body quivered and shook and she felt Ann’s hand move into her panties and rub her clit hard and fast while the other hand opened her top exposing her tits. Ann love the feel of the wet pussy and the cute little tits and hard nipples only made her wilder. She bent and took a nipple on her mouth and sucked hard and deep. The moan that Alice made was pure animal and she grabbed Ann’s head between both hands and pulls it to her breast hard. Ann sucked in a nipple and tit as much as she could while rubbing her clit. Alice was still moaning and wiggling when Ann took Alice’s hand and put it in her crotch.

It seemed like an automatic reaction and when Alice’s hand hit Ann’s pussy she just started to rub and finger fuck her. Soon both women were moaning and rubbing each other as the vibrators in them sent thrills through their bodies. Then Ann pulled Alice down and forced her mouth on her tits and without hesitation she was sucking and biting the nipple. Alice had a couple of good orgasms and Ann had an really big one that made her flop around on the bed like a fish out of water.

When Ann’s orgasm had passed enough she reached up and pulled Alice to her and kissed her full on the lips pushing her tongue deep into her mouth. Alice tried to back away at first but then the kiss felt good just like the kisses form William and she gave in taking Ann’s head in her hands. The kiss progressed into more touching and Ann lead the way with taking off clothes and kissing Alice all over, touching in a very arousing way all the places a woman knows to touch in a way only another woman can. Soon Alice’s breath was coming in rapid gasps as Ann kissed her breasts and belly and pussy. The vibrators had been removed and now Ann’s fingers did their best to bring Alice to orgasm and she did.

The orgasm Alice experienced from Ann’s touch was different and wonderful causing her to grab Ann and kiss her deep and hard with a wild tongue. Ann covers Alice’s body with hers and the kisses with wild desire. Then Ann broke the kiss and quickly maneuvered around so their legs split scissor fashion and forced the pussies to rub together. Both girls now go crazy and soon they are moaning. Ann bends and reaches up to grab and squeeze Alice’s breasts and nipples causing her to moan even louder. The passion of the moment caused Alice to scream out “oh yes fuck me now” as the orgasm caused her such wild pleasure.

Both girls lay entwined in each other exhausted from the wild sex. Ann started to gently touch Alice but then Alice realized what had just happened and things had just moved to fast for her.

Alice was scared, ashamed, afraid but mostly just very confused. Ann looked at her smiled and said, “hey you had several orgasm, right and you seemed to enjoy what we just did, right?”
Alice did enjoy it very much, maybe too much she thought. “Yes I did and they were great and I guess I did enjoy it but it just seems wrong weird oh I don’t know”.

Ann reached up and pulled Alice’s naked body to her. Alice did not resist as she like the touch on her skin and it no longer seemed so bad. Alice looked at Ann and thought, she is really a good friend and it does really feel good.

Ann and Alice slept together only waking when one of the other girls returned very early in the morning. It seems Alice’s roommates had all found someone to spend the night with and now so had Ann.

** Note, I am not sure how much more complicated I can make this. Any suggestion on how to end story would be appreciated.”

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Justin adjusts to his new life as he takes Sam out on a date.

Time Manipulation Mind Control

Chapter Nineteen: Mind-Control Delights

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

Krystal Sampson

Did I ruin my friendship with Ji-Yun?

I had hidden the fact I was gay from her, and I had a big crush on her, for months. I didn’t want to ruin our friendship. I’d known her for as long as I could remember. I felt like we been friends all eighteen years of my life. My earliest childhood memory was running around the house with her, the pair of us chasing after Justin because he stole my doll.

I hoped this dumb gas attack didn’t ruin everything.

I had snatches of doing such naughty things with Ji-Yun. I kissed her. I licked her pussy. I did other things. There were… parts my memory that made me nervous. Things that I was scared of recalling. However, there were other parts that were nice.

I had the faintest recollection that girls were giving me panties for some reason. They just wanted me to have them.

That was kinda weird. Not that I was complaining. I liked panties. I liked smelling them. Rubbing my face against them. Breathing in a woman’s scent. I snuck my mom’s panties out of the laundry basket all the time. Fresh from the hamper was the best. I know that it was wrong, but I so wanted to have sex with my mom and…

Did I have sex with my mom?

I had this memory of her waking me up the way always fantasize about. She’d crawled between my legs, kissed my pussy, and drew me out of sleep with her gentle licking. The way a mother should wake up her daughter.

Had that happened? Or was it just me confusing a masturbatory fantasy for reality?

Everything was so messed up. I hated this dumb gas. It definitely had ruined everything. I wanted to text Ji-Yun. I was terrified. What if our friendship was over? What if it had evaporated because she remembered we’d had sex? I didn’t want to face that. I’d rather have my nerdy, pervy brother Justin hanging around me all day then lose Ji-Yun as my friend.

I grabbed my phone again, swiping the screen. There was that text message from her. It hadn’t changed. Those four terrifying words: “We need to talk.”

I was a girl. I knew the code. That’s what you sent your significant other when you were about to break up with them.

I tossed my phone down on the bed beside me. “Stupid fricking gas!”

I bet Justin was somehow responsible for this. That he had somehow infected me with… time-freezing powers? I blinked at that insane idea. I remembered going around… pausing time and…

It had caused problems, so… Justin had to do something heroic.

Justin jumped past a spinning, blue arc. He dived through a ring of death to… to save the world. He hit the ground on the other side, rolled to his feet. I remembered being so scared for him while thinking how… cool he was. I quivered, terrified I was about to lose him while proud of him.

I mean, it wasn’t strange to be scared of him dying. While he was my annoying brother. I loved him in that “a sister loves her brother” sort of way. I didn’t want him to die. And then…

That bright light. Then I was waking up in the hospital, all groggy and confused.

A soft rap knocked on my bedroom door, knocking me out of my memories.

“I’m fine, Mom,” I muttered. “Why don’t you make Dad clean more of the house or something?”

What was up with my dad cleaning?

“It’s me, Ji-Yun,” a soft voice whispered. “We need to talk.”

Those four words again.

I groaned, my stomach twisted into a terrified pretzel. No, pretzel wasn’t complicated enough. It was a tangled mess, a ball of yarn so twisted there was no way to pull out a single strand.

“Fine.”

It was time to watch my friendship end.

The door creaked open. Ji-Yun slipped in, a shy, petite thing. She was slender, like me, an inch or two shorter. Her long, silky, black hair fell straight down from the crown of her head, some spilling over her shoulders to tumble towards her budding breasts. She wore a pair of purple pants and a tank top, nothing out of the ordinary. Comfortable clothing. Her delicate face stared at me, her slanted eyes tremulous. There was something about her that made me… want to hug her.

Comfort her.

She shut the door behind her and drifted towards my bed. She stopped a foot away, fidgeting her hands together before her stomach. She looked down, her shoulders twitching. I sat on the edge of my bed, squirming just as much as her.

“So…” I started.

“This is…” she began to say.

We both trailed off at the same time. Our heads drifted up, our gazes meeting. The loathing I feared seeing wasn’t there. I wasn’t sure what I was seeing in her eyes as she drew in a deep breath.

Ji-Yun took a deep breath. “I guess I should just come out and ask…” She stared down at me, her eyes dark and liquid. “Did we have sex?”

“I think so. I have… flashes.”

“Yeah, so do I,” Ji-Yun said, her voice tight. Her entire body trembled.

“So, I guess you know I’m gay.”

Ji-Yun nodded.

“But you like boys, don’t you?”

Ji-Yun nodded again.

I saw it in her eyes. It was over. Here came the words. Ji-Yun would give a lame excuse that we would just be friends, that nothing will change, but everything had. I’d experienced what I truly wanted from her. What I was too afraid to ever ask for. We’d shared it. I remembered different snatches of passion. Brief explosions of memory.

I could taste her.

Remember the feel of her.

The flavor of her.

I took a deep breath, wishing she would just—

Her hands seized my face. Her head darted down. She kissed me. My eyes widened in shock. Her lips were on me. They moved. They nibbled with hunger. I shuddered, my heart racing. Confusion beset me. Her fingers twitched against my cheeks. Her tongue brushed my lips.

Then she broke our kiss. Her eyes blinked. “Don’t you… want this?” She asked, her voice trembling. “Me?”

“Yes!” I gasped in utter shock. “But you’re straight!”

Ji-Yun shrugged her shoulders. “I don’t know, I just remember… that we had a lot of fun together. I enjoyed The things we did. So I have to know, Krystal. I have to understand if this is what I want. Because… right now, I really want to kiss you again.”

This fuzzy warmth bubbled up inside of me. I let out a gasp of delight as I hooked my arm around Ji-Yun’s slender neck and pulled her down to me. My Korean friend’s lips melted against mine. I yanked her down with such force, she fell onto my lap. She straddled me, wiggling her cute rump into my thighs.

My arms were around her, holding her to me as our tongues danced. It was such a wondrous delight. This heady kiss.

My heart burst with excitement. It beat so fast as my hands slid down her back to cup her rump through her purple pants. I held her tight, reveling in our kiss as her arm slipped around my neck. Our bodies pressed together, my nipples throbbing against my t-shirt. I felt the warmth of her silky flesh separated by our two layers of clothing.

That barrier had to go away.

I seized the hem of her top and pulled it up her torso. My knuckles brushed the sleekness of her skin. I kept raising it, lifting the stretchy cloth over her breasts until it nudged into her armpits. She released me to thrust her arms up into the air. I kept going and…

She broke the kiss so I could pull off her top. I missed the taste of her lips. It took only a second to tear off the t-shirt, but it was too long to go without kissing her. Her black hair spilled back around her face, fluttering like thousands of silky tentacles. Then her lips were back on mine, her tongue thrusting deep into my mouth.

My hand swept up her naked back, questing for her bra. I felt nothing. She wasn’t wearing one. Which meant her naked breasts were pressing into my chest. If only my t-shirt wasn’t in the way. Then I could feel her nipples on my flesh. I imagined my throbbing nubs pressing against hers. I whimpered, wanting to take off my t-shirt but not wanting to break the kiss.

It was such a dilemma.

I had to do it. We had to get naked. I broke the kiss gasping, “Sorry!”

“No, no, I want to see you naked,” Ji-Yun moaned in understanding, her small breasts quivering. She had that delicious shade of light-olive skin that made her breasts so enticing. Her body was as pale as mine, but she just had a different hue to her skin. That sexy, Oriental olive. Her nipples were brown, small but hard.

Her hands ripped up my t-shirt. I thrust my arms up into the air, assisting her. For a moment, my world was purple cloth. Then my pigtails sprung free, falling back around my shoulders. My naked breasts were exposed, quivering like hers. They were about the same size, little budding mounds. My nipples were pink. My areolas only a few millimeters larger than hers. Ji-Yun’s hands went to my breasts, squeezing them.

“These are so cute, Krystal,” she moaned, her fingers massaging my flesh. Her thumbs swiped out and brushed my areolas, the tips just grazing my nipple.

My hands sprang up to her titties. I covered them and massaged her nipples with my palms. Those hard points felt so naughty against me. She whimpered, her fingers squeezing into my breasts. We grinned at each other, fondling and enjoying the feel of each other’s tits.

Then we were kissing again. Tongues were caressing as my fingers found her nipples. I squeezed them, twisting and pulling on them as she moaned into my mouth. Her thumbs pressed down on my nubs, pushing them back into my areolas as she rubbed them in circles. It was a naughty delight. Tingles raced down to my pussy. I grew hotter and hotter, soaking my panties as I loved playing with my friend’s tits.

No, she was my girlfriend now. Just like she was during the gas leak. This was wonderful.

Our kisses grew more aggressive. More hungry. Our lips were devouring each other. My fingers were twisting her nipples, her fingers digging into my breasts. I shifted, squirming, wanting to do such naughty things to her.

My hands moved, sliding around her waist to grab her ass. I rolled her over and pinned her down to my bed, settling atop her. I squirmed on her, our pants rasping together. Those had to come off, too, but not yet. I was having too much fun kissing her. Our nipples came together, our breasts meeting.

Electricity shot down to my pussy from my nubs.

Ji-Yun broke the kiss to moan, “Krystal! Oh, Krystal, my pussy… my pussy is melting. It’s molten. Yes, yes, you’re making me feel so excited.”

“Oh, I haven’t even begun,” I said before nuzzling into her neck.

Ji-Yun’s throat tasted delicious. She had such a salty flavor to her skin, a real treat to enjoy. I sucked and nibbled, my hands caressing her sides. Her fingertips fluttered against my skin, twitching as she whimpered and moaned. She made such naughty sounds.

I loved them.

My lips smooched lower and lower, crossing her collarbone and moving down her chest. My hands slid up her side, cupping her small breasts again. My kisses neared her tit then reached the gentle swell of her budding mounds. She moaned my name as I came closer and closer to her nipples.

I brushed her areolas. I engulfed her nub.

“Krystal!” she squealed. “Oh, wow, that’s nice.”

I sucked on her nub. Memories of doing this while we were bamboozled by the gas fluttered through my mind. I squeezed both her firm breast as I nibbled my lips around her nub between hard sucks.

My lips would pop off with a loud plop. But then I would just re-engulf them. I would suck again and again, loving her right nub. I noticed her other one, olive-brown and hard, out of the corner of my eye. Her left nipple needed attention, too. My head darted over, my pigtails dancing as I engulfed her other nub. I sucked it into my mouth, loving the feel of it. She gasped, her hands falling on my shoulders. Her fingernails bit into my skin as she clenched and relaxed her grip.

“Oh, yes, I like this,” Ji-Yun moaned. “I like this a lot.”

“And you’re definitely going to like what I do next,” I boasted.

As I gently nipped her hard nipple with my teeth, my caressing hands reached the waistband of her purple pants. I traced around her hips until my fingers met at her fly. I popped the fastener and the zipper rasped as I pulled her pants open.

My hands darted inside, brushing the cotton fabric of her panties. I felt her bush through the cloth, the soft hairs crinkling as I pressed against them. I sucked on her nipple, thinking I had to get her naked.

I grabbed the top of her jeans again and tugged on them, pulling them down off her hips and rump. She wiggled and squirmed, her nipple popping out of my mouth as she flung herself backward. She thrust her legs up into the air, so eager to help me she almost kicked me in the face.

Luckily, I had quick reflexes.

Her eagerness excited me. I dragged her jeans up her legs, the purple denim bunching up. I exposed her lithe thighs and her slender calves. When I was pulling them off her legs, I took one of her frilly ankle socks with the jeans. I yanked off the other sock, tossing it to the floor with her pants.

Her panties were white. Schoolgirl plain. Her excitement had soaked through, a dark spot centered over her pussy. This great hunger swelled in me. With a growl, I seized her panties and yanked them up her legs.

She squealed in delight as her black bush came into view. Her dew glistened on the silky strands. I shuddered as I pulled her panties over her calves then off her feet. I brought the cotton fabric to my face.

Inhaled tangy pussy.

A flood of lust ran through me as I licked the crotch of her underwear. My tongue drank in that tangy flavor mixed with the dry, starchy flavor of her panties. I sucked on them, drawing out every bit of her feminine musk, my own pussy melting.

“Krystal,” she moaned. “I know you like panties, but shouldn’t you be licking my pussy? I thought you said I’d love this next part. I’m not feeling anything.”

I ripped the panties from my face and moaned, “I’m building up the anticipation!” I declared. “I want your pussy all nice and juicy and eager to be licked.”

She giggled as I licked at the crotch of her panties again. “Mmm, you’re doing that. I’m so wet. I bet you are, too.” Her tongue danced over her pink lips. “Maybe… Maybe I can lick you… at the same time?”

I almost came.

My poor panties would never be able to withstand the flood of her cream had it gushed out of me. Still holding her balled up in my hand, I attacked the fastener of my jeans. I ripped down my zipper with a loud, metallic rasp. Then I was wiggling out of them, yanking down my panties, too. I exposed my black bush soaked in my juices to Ji-Yun.

I squirmed and writhed on the bed. My jeans were getting stuck around my thighs. They were so tight and had balled up above my knees. I squirmed and moaned in frustration.

“Let me help,” Ji-Yun said, her voice full mirth. “Stop kicking.”

I did.

She grabbed the ends of my pants and pulled them over my feet while I shoved them down my thighs. Together, we tugged them off. We got me naked. Well, I still had on my socks, but they really didn’t count. We are both nude enough, our bodies flushed and nubile. We’d known each other for eighteen years. Now everything had changed.

Now we were going to be lovers.

I mean, we were lovers in the gas, but now we were renewing it. We were declaring to each other that this is what we wanted.

I stretched out on my back, reaching for her. “Straddled my face,” I moaned. “Let’s sixty-nine.”

“Hot!” Ji-Yun moaned as she moved. Her lithe leg flashed over my head. Then her thick, black bush was right over my face. Her tangy musk filled my nose. “I’m going to make you cum so hard!”

“Yes!” I squealed.

I grabbed her rump, pulling her bush down to my lips faster. Her silky pubic hair caressed my nose and lips. Then they spilled over my cheek, tickling me. A heartbeat later, I was nuzzling at her pussy. I felt her liquid warmth flowing into my mouth.

My tongue flicked out through my girlfriend’s pussy.

“Krystal!” she squealed as her head descended between my thighs.

“Lick me!” I moaned, her fingers digging into her rump. I took another lap up through her pussy. I gathered those tangy juices.

Ambrosia.

It was my turn to squeal in delight. Ji-Yun’s lips nuzzled into my trimmed bush. Her tongue flicked out, stroking across my pussy lips. She brushed my clit on her second lap before sliding down to caress over the entrance to my pussy. I gasped as her tongue wiggled inside of me.

It felt amazing to be penetrated. Her tongue probed into me. I had to return the favor.

I jammed my tongue into her snatch. Her silky pussy walls squeezed over it. She was so open to me. No hymen blocked the way. My fingers massaged her rump as my tongue swirled around inside her tangy depths.

We pleased each other.

Loved each other.

This was such an incredible delight. I was so glad that the gas leak happened. Justin didn’t ruin anything when he decided to be noble and save the world. I still had my Ji-Yun.

Her tangy juices poured into my mouth as I loved her. Her tongue caressed my pussy’s depths, her nose nudging my clit. Pleasure rippled through me. She stirred me up with her hot tongue swirling through my folds.

My bed groaned beneath me as I writhed on it, my covers sticking to my back as my passion swelled in me. I was so flushed with heat. My fingers squeezed Ji-Yun’s rump while her tongue flicked in and out of my cunt like a mini-cock. She stirred such bliss through me. My own tongue wiggled around inside her snatch, coated in her tangy delight.

“Ji-Yun!” I moaned between plunges of my tongue into her hot snatch.

“Oh, Krystal, yes!” she gasped, her body shuddering atop me.

Then her tongue was back in me. She fluttered it around inside of my snatch. Pleasure flooded through me while her fingers shoved beneath my bed to grip my ass. She kneaded my rump like I massaged hers. Her juices flooded my mouth, a tangy delight that I savored. My toes curled as the bliss built in the depths of my cunt.

My nipples ached and throbbed as they rubbed against her belly. Her budding breasts pressed on my stomach. We were squeezed so tight, our bodies almost one. Our tongues were in the other’s cunt. My pussy muffled her moans. My world was full of her yummy scent. Her hot folds and silky pubic hair caressed my lips and cheeks.

Juices spilled over my chin.

Her naughty finger dipped into my butt crack. Before I knew it, she was caressing my asshole.

Where had she learned to do that?

I loved fingering my asshole when I masturbated. I squealed as she wiggled her digit into my rectum. She flexed it around inside of me, stirring me up while her tongue flicked in and out of my cunt.

“Oh, Ji-Yun, you’re so naughty!” I moaned before I fluttered my tongue against her clit. I sucked on her labia as I moved my own hands. I could do naughty things with my digits, too.

I found the entrance to her pussy. I shoved them into her tight sheath. She groaned into my snatch as my fingers pressed deeper and deeper inside of her. I sucked on her clit as she bucked atop me.

“Oh, yes, you’re reaching so deep into me, Crystal!” she moaned, working her finger in and out my asshole.

Then her thumb popped into my cunt. She pumped her fat digit in out of my snatch while her lips copied mine. She latched onto my clit, sucking. I groaned as the twin thrusts of her digits into two my holes mixed with the sucking excitement around my clit.

I bucked beneath her. My orgasm swelled so fast. I whimpered around her clit, my tongue fluttered against it between my hot sucks. I churned her pussy up with my fingers as her thumb stirred my pussy to a hot froth. My asshole clenched on her digit, drinking in that naughty friction.

That was when it happened.

My wonderful orgasm exploded through me.

I moaned about her clit as my pussy convulsed about her thumb. My juices squirted out around her digit. My asshole writhed about her finger while waves of ecstasy swept through my body. They reached my mind and drowned me in bliss.

“Krystal!” Ji-Yun squealed, her pussy clenching down on my digits. Then her silky flesh writhed about them.

My girlfriend came.

Tangy juices poured into my mouth. They flooded out of her cunt. We squirmed together, our breasts rubbing against the other’s stomach. We held each other, loved each other. We licked and fingered and sent each other howling with orgasm after orgasm.

My tongue fluttered up and down her labia while my fingers pumped in and out of her convulsing snatch.

She thrust her digits deep into my asshole while she nursed on my clit.

We filled the air with our passion’s scent.

We bathed the other’s face with cream.

Our juices coated each other. It was amazing. I reveled in it. The bliss of licking her pussy carried me to such wondrous heights. This was better than I could’ve ever imagined. Then I could have dreamed of.

I was making love to Ji-Yun.

We collapsed, satiated. Ji-Yun twisted around, snuggling up against me. Her lips met mine in a gentle kiss. It wasn’t that tongue wrestling fervor of earlier. It was softer, more loving. We traded little smooches while we came down from our orgasmic high.

“You didn’t have a hymen,” Ji-Yun said.

I giggled. “Mmm, neither did you and…” I frowned. “We must’ve lost our virginities in the gas leak and…” A new memories surface. My eyes widened. “Oh, my God, I did fuck Justin. My brother took my cherry.”

Ji-Yun nodded her head. “He took both our cherries. He popped mine while I was licking his cum out of you.” She smacked her lips together. “I remember that being excellent.”

I shuddered. I had memories of begging Justin to fuck me. During the gas attack, I wanted him to ram his dick into me. I had cum hard on his cock. I frowned, struggling to parse my emotions. But did I want Justin to fuck me now? I wasn’t into guys at all. I was gay.

I glanced over at Ji-Yun. She clearly was turned on by Justin. She was humping her wet pussy and soaked bush against my thigh.

“If you want to fuck my brother, it’s okay,” I found myself saying. I was surprised by it. “Just…” There was one thing I wanted. “Just let me lick you clean if you do.”

She giggled. “Got a taste for your brother’s cum?”

I blushed. “Maybe I’m not as gay as I thought. But that’s where I draw the line.”

Ji-Yun nodded her head. “That’s fine with me.”

She kissed me again. I felt her love. The gas leak I didn’t ruin everything. Instead, it made things better. I don’t know why we acted so weird, or why I thought I could stop time and mind-control people. It didn’t matter. I had my Ji-Yun.

I wondered how soon she could fuck my brother? I really, really wanted to lick his cum out of her.

Guess I was just as pervy and kinky as Justin was.

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Justin Sampson

I pulled my cock out of Aurora’s pussy, her juices lubing my dick up for the next round of our fun. She was kneeling naked in the middle of her living room. We just finished talking about my date with Sam tonight, and Aurora gave me a lot of great advice. However, seeing that perky, naked cheerleader had inspired me.

I had to prove that she was utterly mine.

I seized her blonde ponytail, gripping hard. “Reach behind you, part your butt-cheeks, and show me that asshole, slut.”

“Yes, Master!” she moaned.

Aurora did just that, her fingers digging into her firm butt-cheeks. She parted them, exposing her puckered, brown asshole. I groaned at the sight of it, my pussy-soaked dick eager to sodomize her. I didn’t have that stamina I remembered having during the “gas attack,” but I was still a horny, young man.

“Please, fuck my asshole, Master!” Aurora moaned.

I brought my pussy-soaked dick to her asshole. I pressed right against that puckered sphincter. She let out a quivering moan, her body shivering in anticipation. She was such a good sex slave. I had more and more memories of the thing she’d done for me. We had a locker room orgy. She fucked girls with a strap-on while I watched. She’d mind-controlled every girl at my college to be my sex slave.

What a shame I had to give it all up to save the world. Something about parallel realities and a crazy version of my little sister.

Well, that was the past. I had my future before me. One where I still had Aurora as my sex slave.

I thrust.

Her asshole’s spread wide to engulfed my dick. I watched her brown ring slide over my spongy tip and then hug the shaft of my dick. I groaned as I speared deeper and deeper into her bowels, her velvety sheath gripping me. Pleasure flowed down my dick while she arched her back. Her hands released her butt-cheeks as she moaned out in delight.

“Yes, yes, use my asshole, Master!” she gasped, squeezing her bowels around me. “Whenever you want it. Whenever you need it.”

I gripped her blonde ponytail hard, yanking back her hair as I bottomed out in her. She clenched her asshole down around me, moaning in delight. I drew back my hips, my dick sliding through her wonderful sheath.

I rammed back into her. My crotch smacked into her rump. My balls thwacked into her taint. She gasped and whimpered, her hips moving, swirling her naughty sheath around my dick.

Pleasure surged up my shaft.

“Even during Thanksgiving dinner, if I call, you will rush out of there to fuck me,” I growled.

“I’ll bend over the table let you fuck me in front of my entire family!” she moaned, her hips rocking back into me. Her firm, toned butt-cheeks smacked over and over into my crotch. “I just want to be yours.”

I kept my tight grip on her ponytail with my right hand while my left stroked up her silky side. Her skin felt like satin beneath my touch. Hot, brimming with her passion. I found her round breast, squeezing the tit I used to stare at when she was cheerleading. Now I got to enjoy her. I got to fuck her asshole.

I groaned, squeezing her boobs hard as I rammed my dick to the hilt in her over and over. She clenching and gasped and panted. She whimpered, squeezing her asshole around my dick. Passion filled the living room. Her sweet asshole made my balls tingle. The ache swelled at the tip of my dick. That explosive rush that needed to burst out of me.

I had to fire my cum into her asshole.

“You are mine, slut!” I howled, drilling into her. “Say it!”

“I am yours!” she screamed at the top of her lungs. “Just fuck my ass harder! Harder and—”

The front door burst open. My head shot to my right. I buried to the hilt in her bowels expecting to see her parents walk in. My dick twitched. They would see that their nineteen-year-old daughter was my sex slave. They’d witness that she was my slut. A strange hunger shot through me. I drew back my hips, growling as the two figures stepped inside.

It wasn’t her parents.

“Well, Aurora, he sounds like such a…” Paris’s words trailed off as she stared at me. “Why are you fucking him!”

Petra stood beside Paris. The busty, Hispanic girl’s jaw dropped. “I thought you were in here fucking Chris when I heard you screaming your head off.”

“I dumped that loser. I’m Justin’s now.” Her head shot to her friends, her asshole squeezing hard around my dick. “He is my Master! He claimed me during the attack.”

“Oh, god, tell me that wasn’t real,” Paris moaned, trembling in her designer dress. She was slender and petite, her wavy, dark-brown hair spilling about her paling face. “Did I really beg for Justin to fuck me? To be his sex slave?”

“Yes,” I growled, thrusting harder. “So you better not give Aurora shit this time. I may not be able to mind-control you any longer, but I won’t let you hurt my sex slave!”

“Master!” Aurora moaned in delight, her asshole squeezing down around my dick. “I’m not ashamed. Justin owns me. He’s dominated me. I’m his. I’ve always wanted this. I’m not going to hide who I am any longer.”

Petra shuddered, hugging herself. She licked her lips. “I think… I think I understand. I kinda remember being Justin’s sex slave, too. It was kinda kinky. But… I like Steve. I don’t need to be dominated.”

Paris nodded. “I don’t need any guy telling me what to do.”

“That’s fucking fine,” I growled, squeezing Aurora’s tit. I kept slamming into her while her two friends watch. “So are you going to treat your friend like shit this time?”

Paris blushed. A guilty expression flicked across her features. She shifted, her shoulders scrunching inward. “No. I…” Her head shook. “Everything is so different. If he makes you happy, Aurora…”

Petra nodded. “Go for it. Damn, he’s fucking you as hard as Steve fucks me.” A smile played on her lips. “Aurora, you have fun. We just wanted to check in on you. Now I want to go find Steve and have him fuck my brains out.”

“Yes, yes, thank you,” Aurora moaned. “Paris?”

“I am not joining in,” Paris said. “But… if he makes you happy. Maybe… we all kinda discovered what made us happy during the gas attack.”

Aurora’s asshole squeezed around my dick as I buried into her. “What are you talking about?”

“Lance dumped me, but I don’t care. I was only dating that fag so I could rub him in my dad’s face. But…” A wicked smile crossed her lips. “There is this older guy I have my eye on.” She gave a giggle. “I got a go. Daddy offered to take me out to dinner. I have to go change.”

“Hot,” I grunted, hoping Paris had a great time seducing her father.

Aurora nodded her head, working her hips back into me. The interruption had slowed the growth of my orgasm, but now that they were gone, my ache was building again. I slammed hard and deep into my sex slave’s asshole. I savored being in her anal depths, grunting, growling, reveling in using her for my pleasure.

I slammed to the hilt in my sex slave’s asshole. My balls quivered. They smacked into her taint and then unloaded.

Pleasure exploded through my body. I grunted as I fired blast after blast of my cum into her depths. My jizz spurted out of me. Jolts of ecstasy sent rapture bursting across my thoughts. Little stars danced across my vision as I groaned out my pleasure.

“Master!” squealed my sex slave. Her asshole writhed about my dick. “Yes, Master!”

Her asshole spasming around my cock milked out my cum from my nuts. She shuddered, experiencing as much bliss as me. I gripped her ponytail and squeezed her tit, holding her, enjoying her. Every spurt of my cum into her bowels shot more pleasure through me until I had that final powerful eruption.

I hung there, clutching to my pleasure. I didn’t want to let it go.

But it faded.

“Goddamn, you have a great ass, slut,” I panted as I came down from my high. I let out a huge sigh. “I’m glad you’re mine, Aurora.”

“I’m glad I’m yours, too, Justin,” she said. She flashed an impish look over her shoulder.

I ripped my cock out of her asshole, my softening dick tingling, and smacked her rump with my hand. “That’s Master, slut.”

“Oh, I am so sorry, Master,” she said, her green eyes still twinkling with mischievous glee. “Please, spank me again. Teach me a lesson.”

SMACK!

“And that’s all you get it. We have to get ready.”

She squealed out in delight. “Yes, you can’t miss your date with your Queen!”

I smiled. Aurora was perfect.

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

Salome “Sam” Shapiro

A certain amount of quivering excitement filled me as I readied myself for my date with Justin. I brushed out my black hair, giving it bounced and volume instead of gathering it in my usual loose braid. My tresses fell like night around my face, giving me more of a feminine look than normal.

Feeling inspired, I dug out the makeup my mother always bought me and which I usually ignored. After a few YouTube tutorials, I found one that would give just the look I was going for. Something subtle. Nothing extravagant or whorish.

I wasn’t Paris.

It took a few tries to get it right. I left several tissue papers covered in blots of lipstick. I had to get that salmon pink to perfectly coat my lips. The dark eyeshadow made my brown eyes almost glow. I applied just a hint of rouge on my cheeks, highlighting my delicate features. With my glasses on, I decided I look cute.

I had no idea what to wear.

I had such few choices, but there was one dress I had that was nice. My mom made me wear it to a family reunion last year. It had a skirt that fell down to my mid-thigh and a blouse with a scoop neckline. I drew up a pair of my plain panties. I wish I had time to go out and buy something sexier. I pulled the dress on, squirming as it fitted snugly around my waist. I zipped it up in the back. I glanced in the mirror, the pink fabric complimenting my skin. My nipples stood out against the thin cloth, puffy and hard.

“Justin better thinks I’m beautiful,” I whispered to myself.

I headed downstairs about five minutes before he should arrive, my purse clutched in my hands. It was a Christmas gift from one of my aunts. I was finally using it. I settled on the couch, my overprotective father hovering like a nervous hen in the background. My mother was in the kitchen humming away as she cooked her and Dad’s dinner. She kept peeking out and smiling at me.

I really wish my parents did not know I had a date. It would be so much easier if they just ignore me.

I wanted to squirm as I wondered what was taking Justin so long. My thoughts pondered why time seemed to be going a such a slow crawl.

It couldn’t be Project KRONOS affecting my perception; we had shut that down.

I was remembering more and more things. More snatches that I was organizing chronologically. Justin had saved the world. My boyfriend had given up his powers to do what was right. Something about this parallel reality we’d entered causing problems. I was glad we were gone. I didn’t have too many memories from there, but the place felt terrifying.

I remembered running. Being chased. I sacrificed my virginity to save us both over there.

Justin saved the world, and no one knew. Just a few of us were there to witness it. That felt sad. Clearly, the government was covering it up. They would deny everything, and if we tried to tell our story, they’d say, “Their minds were just addled by the gas attack.”

It was insidious.

Sure, there be people on the Internet, like my friend Ipso_Custodes, who would believe us. There were always people pushed to the margins who were thought to be cranks. Conspiracy nuts, religious fanatics, and the mentally unstable. I would be lumped in with Flat Earthers, Holocaust Deniers, and 9/11 Truthers. No one would ever take me seriously.

Better just to be quiet and move on with my life.

The doorbell rang.

My head shot up. A nervous wave of anticipation washed through me. My shoulders shivered. I rolled them while clutching my purse as my father opened the door with a slow reluctance. His shoulders were set.

“Justin,” he said, his words stiff.

“Mr. Shapiro,” my boyfriend said in a polite tone. “Is Sam ready?”

I bounded to my feet and darted to the door, my loose hair swaying about my face. “Of course I’m ready, Justin.”

He had combed back his hair. He was wearing a nicer shirt than usual. It was tucked into his jeans for once. He was put together in a way I’ve never seen before. In a way, I approved.

His dark eyes widened. His jaw dropped as he stared at me. This look of incredible delight washed across his face. “Sam…” he groaned. “You’re… gorgeous.”

“I am glad you noticed,” I said, joy gushing through me. “It was a lot of effort to do this.”

He nodded. “It was worth it.”

“Well, you better treat my daughter—” my father started to say, but I brushed him aside and took my boyfriend’s arm.

“Let’s go,” I said.

Justin had kindled molten delight in my pussy. I remembered the naughty things we’d done. Especially making love in that storeroom in the dark. Just Justin and I. It was our second time having sex, but it was our first time truly making love together.

I trembled on Justin’s arm, leaving my flabbergasted father behind. My mother called out, telling us to have fun and be safe. I hardly noticed thanks to this giddy heat building and building in me as we approached the rather nice car.

I frowned. It was new. Expensive. A Lexus. Where had Justin gotten it? His family wasn’t wealthy.

Then Aurora Pritchard stepped out the driver seat, wearing a tight, black miniskirt and white blouse, with a black blazer over it. She had a cap on her blonde hair, which fell loose about her face tonight. A chauffeur’s cap. The bright, red tie dangled down across the swell of her breasts completed her outfit.

“Master. My Queen,” she said as she opened the back door for us.

“You still have a sex slave,” I noted. “I did not think your mind-control powers had persisted after the machine was turned off. At least, that is what I had deduced.”

“Been thinking about things, have you?” Justin asked as he helped me into the backseat of the Lexus.

I nodded my head. “Before I got ready. I assume you spent your afternoon fucking your sex slave.”

Justin winced. I was no longer the girl he’d mind-controlled—well, I think, technically it was a version of me from a parallel reality, so while my original personality had returned, I still possessed memories of this alternate self—into accepting that he could fuck others.

However…

I found I didn’t mind one bit. I knew Justin cared for me. Loved me. It didn’t bother me at all that he had Aurora. Not after what we’d done yesterday. What bits of it I could remember were powerful.

“I promised to always be her Master,” Justin said.

“And I promised to always be his sex slave, my Queen,” Aurora added, her voice quivering. She shook as she peered in the car, hand poised to close the door. Her green eyes were full of trepidation.

“Relax,” I said, taking Justin’s hand as he settled beside me. “I’m not angry. I find it… exciting. I mean, I did play with your sex slaves yesterday. I have memories of a group of girls all doing naughty things to me. It was rather… invigorating.”

Talking about it caused flashes of memories to burst in my mind. Those girls had sucked on my nipples and licking my pussy and rimmed asshole. My twat grew warm now. I squeezed my thighs together, my panties already soaking up the flood leaking out of me. I leaned closer to Justin.

We were on a date now. I was feeling amorous.

“No, I do not think I’m mad at all. So long as you share.”

“Deal,” he said, grinning.

I kissed my boyfriend. I put a lot more passion into it than I meant to. My lips melted to his. All that heat building inside of me fueled this moment. My arms went around his, my tongue dancing in his mouth. My heart beat so fast, with such a frantic rhythm, it surged excitement through my veins. I quivered, groaning. Our tongues dueled.

The car pulled away from the curb. We should stop kissing. We should put on our seatbelts. However, I couldn’t pull my lips away. They were melted to Justin’s. His arms were around me. I felt so safe. Even if we got into a car accident, he would somehow protect me.

It was irrational. I didn’t care.

Aurora drove us to wherever we’re going. I didn’t much care where we went on the date right now. Justin’s arms were tight about me, his tongue was in my mouth. I tasted him. It was so exciting. So wonderful.

His hands moved. They slid up and down my back. They stroked up and down my sides. My naughty boyfriend found my small breasts, cupping me through my bodice. His thumb swept over my swelling mound, brushing my puffy nipples.

Electricity shot straight down to my pussy.

I groaned into the kiss, loving how he caressed me through my clothing. The heady rush shot through me. A drunken excitement that kept me from caring about anything else. His other hand went lower. He passed my hip then was on my leg. He slid down my thigh, pressing my skirt tight to my flesh. The cloth rustled as he moved lower and lower.

He found my bare knee.

I moaned into his lips as his hand darted up beneath my skirt. So bold. Things were progressing faster than I anticipated, but I was drunk on this moment. Being with him. All so exciting. His hand found my panties, his fingertips caressing the cotton. My legs parted. Our tongues danced around each other as he pressed between my thighs, shoving my panties up against my labia.

My clit throbbed. Pleasure rippled through me.

“Oh, Master, were at the drive-in,” Aurora said. “I got to buy the tickets. You might want to stop.”

Justin broke the kiss. I was panting, flushed. Drive-in? It was a twenty minute by car to the nearest one. We were kissing for that long?

I shivered. Justin’s hand was still beneath my skirt, rubbing at my pussy through my panties. He teased me, making me feel so naughty. We were pulling up to the ticket booth at the entrance, Aurora was rolling down the window. She was talking with someone. I couldn’t concentrate on anything else.

I had my boyfriend’s amazing fingers rubbing up and down my pussy, pushing my panties into my labia. My sex soaked them with my passion.

Justin had a big grin on his face, loving it.

Aurora accepted the speaker and plugged it into her car’s cigarette lighter. She sat the speaker on the dashboard before she pulled in. The sun was setting. It is getting dark. We parked. I didn’t care what the movie was.

My lips were back on Justin’s.

His finger nudged my panties to the side. He touched me directly, stroking through my silky bush and groping my feverish labia. I quivered, my nineteen-year-old body trembling against him. I clutched tight to him as he slid his fingers inside of me.

I was open now. He’d taken my virginity.

I whimpered as his fingers pumped in and out of me. He kept massaging my breast with his other hand, his thumb rubbing my nipple. The pleasure rippled through my body.

He churned me up with his fingers. He made me feel amazing. I whimpered into the kiss, loving him with all my might. My hands started moving across his body. Touching him. I had to feel him. His fingers plunged deep in me. His two digits stretched my pussy open.

Justin felt so strong beneath his shirt. My hands moved lower and lower. My fingers found his jeans. I couldn’t stop them if I wanted to. His zipper rasped. Sounds were coming from the speaker. The movie was starting, and I still didn’t know what it was. Didn’t care.

This was the ultimate date for a young woman. The sort of experience where a girl would normally lose her virginity. This was just what I wanted. I craved. Justin was giving it to me.

It was his turn to groan as I reached into his boxers and pulled out his cock. I held his girth in my hand. I drew him out of his underwear. His dick was hard and warm in my hand. He throbbed in my grip, my hand stroking up and down him. My pussy clenched around his fingers. Those were nice, but this was what I craved.

His cock.

I straddled Justin’s lap, my pussy clenching down on his fingers. As if he understood, he ripped them out of my depths, eager for this as I was. I was so ready, my body trembling from the kisses, from Justin caressing my breasts, and from his fingers in my pussy.

He sucked my juices off his digits as I guided his cock to my snatch. With my left hand, I pulled my panties’ gusset to the side, allowing his cock to have access to my sex. I guided him right to my dripping nethers. I stared into his eyes as I rubbed his dick’s tip up and down my hot flesh.

I nudged him against my clit.

Pleasure rippled through me. He groaned, leaning back against the car door. His eyes were burning. My glasses shifted on my nose. I was so ready for this. I found the entrance to my pussy.

“Justin,” I panted, “I love you.”

Before he could answer, I impaled my pussy down his cock. His words turned into a low groan as my snatch swallowed his dick. I gasped at how much he spread me open. It felt so great. I slid down him, taking every inch of his shaft. This was such a wonderful delight to experience. His dick reached into me. When I bottomed out, I ground my clit into his pubic bone, reveling in this moment.

A new wave of delight shot through me. His hand seized the back of my neck, pulling my mouth to his. Our lips met in a hot kiss. My tongue wandered around inside his mouth. I groaned, my hips shifting, stirring his cock around inside of me. The pleasure fluttered through me. It made me ache.

Made me crave stimulation.

I lifted my pussy up his dick, my silky flesh clinging to his girth. I gripped my boyfriend’s shaft with my tight snatch. It was such a wonderful treat. The pleasure fluttered through me. I reached the peak of his cock and slammed back down him. He groaned into our kiss.

His hands moved, finding my breasts, squeezing them through my blouse as I worked my hips. My thighs raised and lowered my body. I rode him.

We made such naughty sounds together. Our clothing rustled. His dick plunged wet into my pussy. It was incredible. I moaned into his lips, every bit of friction building up pleasure inside of me. It was driving me towards our wonderful release.

Why did I ever think orgasms were a waste of time?

When they were with the person I loved, they were amazing. Worth all the effort. I craved one right now. I worked towards it, my pussy squeezing around Justin’s dick. I wanted him to experience that same pleasure, too. I wanted us both to exploded in rapture.

His hand squeezed my tits then they darted down my body. He grabbed my rump through my skirt. He held on tight and worked my pussy up and down his dick. His fingers dug into my rump, lifting me, guiding me. He growled into our kiss, his passion growing.

A dizzy wave of rapture flooded through me.

I was drunk on this. I savored his cock in me. I wanted so much rapture. My glasses shifted as my head moved. My body rose and fell, sliding up his dick and then plunging down it. The friction was incredible. The silky delight transmuted into pure rapture.

Justin broke the kiss, growling, “Goddamn, you’re just so sexy, Sam. You feel so amazing.”

I nodded my head, too breathless to say anything. I wanted to scream out how amazing his cock felt inside me. All I could do was squeak in delight. Then I gasped in shock as he suddenly moved us.

Before I knew it, I was on my back, stretched out across the Lexus’s backseat. Justin was atop me, his dick plunging into my pussy with hard strokes. His balls smacked into my taint.

I gasped as I stared up at him, my cunt squeezing around his dick as he buried it in me again and again. His pubic mound smacked against my clit, sending sparks of delight showering through me. I whimpered, squeezing down on him as I savored this moment. I cupped his face, feeling the shadow of his whiskers.

“Justin!” I shrieked. It was a scream of pure passion. A primal release bursting from my soul.

Every stroke of his dick brought me closer and closer to that eruption. My thighs were locked about him, holding him tight. I whimpered. He plunged over and over into me. The car rocked. The shocks groaned as he drilled me. It was incredible. He was so passionate. Such a real man.

“My beautiful Sam,” he groaned, staring down at me with such hunger in his eyes. Such passion and love. “Just so sexy. So hot. I can’t take much more.”

He found me sexy!

“Cum in me, Justin,” I moaned, not caring about the consequences. I just wanted my boyfriend’s, my man’s, spunk splashing in me.

With a growl, Justin buried into me. His dick pulsed and throbbed. I felt his hot cum spurting into my depths. I groaned, my pussy welcoming it. Powerful waves of delight washed through me. It set off a spasming burst of rapture. My pussy convulsed around his dick, massaging him.

Milking him.

“Justin, yes!” I screamed as my orgasm swept through me. I trembled, writhing beneath him. “Yes, yes, Justin! I love you!”

He kissed me hard, growling as my pussy milked his spurting dick. I hugged him tight, clinging to him as he spilled the last drops of his seed in me. My pussy writhed about him. My orgasm outlasted his, filling me with joy. Stars burst across my universe. I was swept up in waves of euphoria. They were so wonderful.

I hung at the peak of rapture, moaning into his lips.

Then my pleasured died into wonderful shudders. Into a quiver of delight. He was on top of me. He felt so warm and comfortable there. So right. Our kiss grew more and more gentle, loving. We were coming down from our orgasmic high together.

So far, it was the perfect date.

I held him. Kissed him. I heard the sounds of the drive-in movie playing. It reminded me that we just made love at a drive-in. I could see fogged up windows above my head. I heard squirming in the front seat and Aurora panting.

Was she masturbating?

Justin’s sex slaves had listened to us make love. She’d driven us here, serving us. I liked this life I would have with Justin. It would be special. Amazing.

I couldn’t wait to share it with him.

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

Justin Sampson

I wasn’t sure how long I stayed on top of Sam before I finally pulled out of her. I shifted onto the backseat, panting. It was so warm in the car. All the windows were fogged up. Aurora was squirming up front. She was watching us, peering between the driver’s and passenger’s seats, her face flushed, her green eyes twinkling.

“It sounded like you two had a great time, Master,” she said. Such joy in her voice.

“Yeah,” I said. “Now get back your and clean up the mess, whore.”

“Yes, Master,” my sex slave purred.

Aurora crawled over the center console, her loose, blonde hair swaying before her eager face. I glanced at the movie screen, a re-showing of The Shining playing on the screen. I leaned back as Aurora grabbed my dick wet with Sam’s pussy juices. My sex slave nuzzled her head down. I groaned as her tongue lapped up my soft shaft.

My arm went around Sam’s shoulder, pulling my girlfriend to me as my sex slave cleaned my dick. It was such an interesting feeling experiencing Aurora bathing my cock so soon after cumming. The tip was sensitive, sending sparks shooting down through me. I looked at Sam, seeing the glossiness in her brown eyes.

“You really are beautiful, Sam,” I told her, staring into her eyes.

Her cheeks went pinker. She squirmed while a most un-Sam smile crossing her lips. She looked positively girlish.

“You look quite handsome,” she said as she leaned in and kissed me on the mouth.

Our date was off to a great start. I think I was going to enjoy my life. I may not have mind-control powers, but I had an awesome girlfriend and a kinky sex slave.

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

A week and a half later…

My full bladder drew me out of sleep.

I woke up, Sam lying beside me in my bed. She was half snuggled up against me, her black hair falling over her face. She looked so cute asleep, her face relaxed, her glasses missing. I groaned in annoyance at the piss making my dick hard. I didn’t want to wake up.

It was Saturday.

It was a little over a week since my date with Sam and the aftermath of the “gas attack.” Our college didn’t resume classes until the following Monday. It was an… interesting week. Things had definitely changed at our school. There was a sort of don’t ask, don’t tell policy about our hazy memories. We all did things, and I think a lot of people just wanted to forget that they happen.

Things were different, behaviors changed.

I was always getting strange looks from girls who’d been my sex slaves. They must be remembering begging for my cock and writhing in lesbian orgies while waiting for their turn to please me. The ones I remembered enjoying, like Tracy and Rebecca, would blush every time they saw me. Sometimes, however, there was a twinkle in their eyes, like maybe they remembered our time fondly.

Like they’d enjoyed themselves thoroughly.

Chris and Lance came out as gay together. They were dating now. Steve, my third bully, was still with Petra, probably trying to forget ever taking it up the ass from his two friends.

Miss Daisy always gave me these big smiles while teaching English, and she was always looking at Sam fondly. I was the only man she’d ever been with, so maybe I left a bit of an impression on her. I had the feeling she wanted to have another threesome with me and my girlfriend.

I knew Sam would be down for it. She definitely liked having Aurora eat out her pussy, especially after we’d made love.

Mr. Viên Lê, my math professor, always looked disappointed as he gazed at the class. I had the vague memory that there was one lesson where all the girls were naked in it. I think us boys were equally disappointed.

Pearline was screwing every guy she could. She was telling them all that she just loved cock. She discovered getting nailed over and over again, having a train being run on her, was the hottest thing in the world. My little sister, Krystal, smirked when she heard about that.

Cassandra and José showed back up. They had missed out on the gas attack. I had vague memories of fucking Cassandra and then making her José’s sex slave. It looked like that stuck because she wore a collar proclaiming that her boyfriend owned her.

Aurora begged me to buy her one that day. I did. She looked so sexy with her choker on proclaiming her to be my slut. It had a little lock on it. I had the key, so Aurora couldn’t take it off. I only unlocked her so she could take a shower. I couldn’t wait for her to cheer at next week’s game wearing my collar.

Sighing, I gave up on trying to sleep this morning. My bladder was really, really full. I groaned and rolled out of bed, my girlfriend shifting and murmuring as she squirmed under the covers. I stretched my back as I stood naked, my toes flexing into the carpet.

Aurora was sleeping on the floor, a leash attached to her collar, the end tied around the post of my bed. She looked so cute lying in her little slave bed, her blonde hair spilling about her face. I padded past her, needing to relieve myself.

“Oh, yes, Mom!” moaned from my little sister’s room.

Krystal’s door was open. I glanced inside, watching our mother waking my little sister up in style. While none of the mind-controlled suggestions remained—I couldn’t give anyone commands and girls weren’t giving Krystal their panties—some people just enjoyed what they were made to do.

My mom was one of those.

She started waking up Krystal this way a few days ago, crawling into bed and eating out her daughter’s pussy.

“Oh, yes, just keep licking right there,” Krystal moaned, her budding breasts quivering as she squirmed on the bed. She saw me in the doorway, grinned, and said, “Stop being a perv, Justin!”

“Just admiring my fellow kinkster in action,” I said, winking at her before I headed to the bathroom.

The vacuum cleaner roared downstairs, Dad cleaning the house. I think my commands had done something to him, reminding him that he was supposed to be taking care of the house. That he was supposed to be a man. I think he was trying to win back my mother’s respect. He had realized just what a total loser he’d become.

I wasn’t complaining.

My sister’s moans followed me down to the bathroom, making my dick even harder. I slipped inside, groaning. My erection thrust before me, making it hard to aim and relieve my bladder. I grunted, my teeth grinding against my throbbing hardon.

Then the stream flowed. My pissed splashed into the toilet bowl.

I let out a groaning sigh.

It was one of those pisses that lasted forever. It was almost like cumming. Finally, I finished. I shook my dick, flicking off the last drops of piss, then I flushed and sauntered out. My mother was just stepping out of Krystal’s room, her pink robe only half closed, her large tits on the verge of spilling out.

A twinkle entered her brown eyes, and a most un-motherly smile crossed her lips. “Good morning, Justin,” she purred. “Mmm, is my big, strong son hard? Do you need a release?”

“Always, Mom,” I groaned.

Mom opened her pink robe, revealing her mature and curvy body. Her breasts were soft and plump, jiggling as her shoulders shrugged out of her garment. The robe fell down her body to land in a puddle at her feet. I grinned, my eyes darting up and down her flesh. Her bush was brown and soaked in juices, excited from eating out my sister’s cunt.

She sauntered to me, her hips swaying, breasts bouncing. Her arms slid around my neck, pulling me to her. I kissed my mother hard on the lips, tasting Krystal’s fresh musk. It was so exciting. Krystal wouldn’t let me touch her directly, but I could taste her pussy on my mom’s lips, Sam’s mouth, and even Ji-Yun’s mouth. I groaned, reveling in the indirect incestuous contact with my little sister, my dick swelling hard against my mother’s soft stomach.

She let out a purring moan as she broke the kiss, “Someone getting really excited. Mmm, you really want to get into your mommy’s pussy, don’t you?”

“Fuck, yeah, Mom,” I groaned.

She giggled then gave me another quick kiss. “That’s my big, strong son. Ooh, I need your dick in me so bad. It was so exciting licking your sister, and your cock is so much bigger than your father’s little dick.”

The vacuum cleaner still growled below.

I was so glad my mother got often cuckolding Dad with me. That I had awakened this in her through my mind-control. She spun around and fell to her knees. No foreplay, just straight to the good part.

She wiggled that ass at me, my dick growing harder and harder. I fell to my knees behind her, glad to be the man of the house. I grabbed her hip with my left hand while my right lined up my dick at her brown-furred muff.

I lanced forward.

I buried to the hilt in my mother’s juicy pussy. My crotch smacked into her rump, her butt-cheeks rippling. She squeezed down on my cock, groaning in delight. Her hips wiggled from side to side, stirring around my dick. If felt so wonderful. This teasing pleasure spilled over me. I savored being buried in the very pussy that had birthed me.

I fought off the urge to just fuck her. I wanted to enjoy this moment. I slid my hands up her body, cupping her breasts, squeezing them as she moaned and gasped. She grew hotter, wetter around my cock.

“Please, fuck me, Justin,” she moaned, rocking her hips, sliding her pussy an inch or two up and down my dick. “Fuck your mommy’s hot cunt. I need you. I’m so wet. My pussy’s so hot. I need my big, strong son to fuck me until I explode.”

How could I say no to that?

Mom groaned out in delight as I drew back my hips and then slammed my cock to the hilt in her. My dick plunged into her depths, her silky sheath squeezing around me. I groaned, savoring the massaging delight being inside her pussy. An incestuous thrill rippled through me as my balls smacked into her bush. My nuts were so full of cum.

My incestuous seed would fire into her. She was off birth control, wanting another child. My child. I’d give her my seed.

I thrust hard and fast into her, churning up her cunt. I pumped away at her incestuous sheath, reveling in pounding my mother. She moaned while my dad cleaned downstairs. I took his place in her cunt, dominating him. This was my pussy now. My mother’s cunt belonged to me. I groaned, taking such delight in using her.

“Oh, yes, yes fuck me!” Mom howled, not bothering to be quiet.

The vacuum cleaner turned off downstairs.

“Just pound my cunt! My big, strong son is fucking my pussy so hard. He’s going to plant a baby inside of me! I’m going to have his child! I’ll make him a new brother or sister!”

“Fuck!” I growled, squeezing her tits as I fucked her harder, faster. It was my first orgasm of the day. Those always came quick. I spent all night building up a load of cum, and my mother was going to get every drop of it. My balls smacked into her over and over while my crotch spanked her rump.

Her butt-cheeks jiggled. Every stinging impact sent another rippled through her plump flesh. The pleasure was incredible, her juices soaking my nuts. They grew hotter and hotter, drinking the silky friction flowing down my dick. My cum was approaching a boil.

I ached for it.

“I want to pump so much cum into your cunt, Mom!” I howled. “I’m going to breed you!”

“Yes, yes, breed me!” whimpered my mother.

Her pussy convulsed around my dick. That wonderful, spasming delight engulfed my shaft. Every plunge into her massaging heaven brought me closer to erupting. Her incestuous depths sucked at my cock, pulling at my balls. My cum neared its boil. The ache swelled at the tip of my dick.

“Fuck, yeah, take it!” I roared. “This is my pussy!”

“Yours!” my orgasming mother howled.

The stairs creaked. Dad was listening to me cuckolding him.

My jizz erupted into my mother’s depths. I flooded the pussy that birthed me with my seed. I pumped her full of what she needed to make a new child. My child. I was breeding my own son, my own sister, in my hot mother’s womb. I shuddered, the pleasure slamming into my mind. My thoughts burned. Stars danced before me as I savored this ecstatic moment.

Her pussy sucked at me. Massaged me. She drew out every last drop of my cum out of my balls. I reached my orgasmic peeked, standing there, every muscle in my body tensed. Then I let out a groan, the pleasure dying in me. I panted, my body buzzing from the joy.

“Oh, yes, you pumped so much cum in me, Justin,” panted Mom.

“Oooh, come sit on my face, Mom,” moaned Krystal from her bedroom. “I love licking Justin out of you.”

My sister didn’t want me touching her, but she did have a taste for eating my cum out of a woman’s pussy.

“You better go feed her, Mom,” I said, smacking her rump. “Otherwise, she’s going to be such a brat.”

My mom giggled as she pulled her pussy off my dick. She stood, my cum dribbling down her thighs, and sauntered back into my sister’s bedroom. She gave me a naughty wink before vanishing inside.

“Yes!” Krystal chortled in delight.

I smiled, feeling lethargic. It was Saturday morning. I headed back to bed. On the way, I caught a glimpse of my mother straddling my little sister’s head. Buzzing with delight, I sauntered into my bedroom.

Aurora was still sleeping on her slave bed, looking so peaceful, but Sam was awake. She was on her phone reading something. I snuggled beneath the blankets beside her. She gave me a quick kiss on the lips.

“Have fun?” she asked.

“My mom is always fun,” I groaned, holding Sam.

“Yes, she is,” she said. “Love you.”

“Love you, Sam,” I muttered, lethargy pulling me down into darkness.

I was glad I had my mind-control powers, even if it was only for a few days. It had changed my life, and the lives of those around me, for the better. Project KRONOS let us be who we truly wanted to be. Let us enjoy ourselves without guilt. That was a wonderful thing.

I fell asleep listening to the soft hum of my girlfriend.

The END

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The final part of the sister love story with a twist

We Never Knew Part 5: Sophie

I am so glad Chloe switched back to her bed last night because both mom and dad came in the next morning to wake us up to say how much they missed us.

“How was your weekend just the two of you?” My mom asked.

“It was fun! We just had some sister time. No big deal.”

“Glad to hear it because your father and I are going away next weekend too for a business conference. You think you can stand one more weekend with your sister?”

I looked over at Chloe who was trying not to laugh.

“Yeah. I’ll survive. Have a good trip guys!”

“Thanks sweetie. Now you two get to school!”

“On it mom!”

As soon as they left, I went straight over to Chloe who was waiting for me and gave her a big kiss.

“We are going to have the best weekend ever!”

“Yes we are and I will have a surprise gift for you.” Chloe said with a smirk on her face.

“A present? For what?”

“You’ll see. That’s the surprise. I want to make you stew all week and it will make this weekend the best ever. Also, no fooling around after school or masturbating this week. I want to make you wait until the weekend and I’ll wait too. It will make it so much better I promise.”

“Whaaaaaaat nooooooo that’s not fair.” I protested.

“Yes it is. I’ll wait with you because the surprise is for both of us.”

“Ugh fine. I’ll wait just for you.” I said in a sad voice.

“Trust me my love. It will make everything feel soooo much better.” She reassured her point and then she kissed me.

“Ok I trust you baby.” I said.

That was the hardest week of my life because my sister made it hard for me. She wore the sleaziest and sexiest clothes all week. From yoga pants to short skirts. I felt like I was losing my mind and it only got harder.

One day at lunch was the worst. I was wearing a skirt that day and she sat next to me at lunch and she put a hand on my leg and slowly ran it up my leg and that made me shiver. I thought she was going to help me out but she stopped before she got to my pussy. I gave her a death stare but she just smiled, removed her hand, stood up, and left. I was so mad at her and this was just Tuesday.

On Wednesday, she did it again but she was even more evil. She put her hand on my leg, went slowly up my leg and went within inches of my pussy, then whispered in my ear, “I want you to crave me and be going crazy by Friday.” Then she removed her hand.

I was already going crazy and it was only Wednesday.

Thursday was the absolute worst. I didn’t wear a skirt anymore because of what she did but I wish I had that day so she couldn’t do what she did. I was alone at lunch and she sat next to me. I kept my distance.

“I’m not going to do anything don’t worry. Scoot closer to me.”

I did but it was a trap. She slowly slid her middle finger up my slit on the outside of my yoga pants. I shivered and quivered. God I wanted to cum so badly.

“You’re welcome. See you tomorrow.”

I wanted to kill her I was so angry.

“Riiiiiing!!!”

The bell finally rang on Friday and I raced home because I couldn’t take it anymore. I was craving my sister and going crazy like she wanted me to.

My parents had already left for the conference so I raced upstairs and there was my sister in our room.

“Alright I wanted all week. You tortured me all week long and I’m going crazy and craving you. Can we play now? I don’t know how much more waiting I can take. It’s like torture.”

“Do you even want your gift?”

“After we play.” I demanded.

“Too bad you’re getting it now.” She snickered at me.

“Ugh fine.”

“Sit down on your bed and close your eyes.” She asked.

I did. I heard a lot of noises. I also felt something being set beside me. After what felt like forever, she said, “Ok. Open your eyes.”

I was speechless. My sister was naked with a red ribbon wrapped around her waist.

“I am your present. I am giving you my virginity. Open the box next to you.”

I opened it to find a strap-on.

“Sis are you sure? You said you were saving it for someone special.”

“I have and I found that special someone. It’s you sis. My one true love it’s you! I have never been surer about anything before now. Please… take my virginity my one true love of my life.”

I smiled.

“Ok sis. I will. Because I truly love you.”

“Awww thank you sis. Now put that aside because that’s for later. I know you’ve been waiting all week for your release and now you’re going to get it. Get undressed.”

I did as fast as I could because I couldn’t take anymore of it. I laid down on my bed and said, “I’m ready sis!”

She got down between my knees and she gave me one long steady lick up my pussy. I thought I was going to cum from that.

“Craving me yet?” she asked.

“Yes sis I am.”

One more lick.

“Going crazy?”

“Yes I’m going insane! I want my release!!!”

“Ok if you insist.”

Then she went to work and sucked hard on my clit.

“Ohhhhhhhh yeah sis just like that!”

She sucked harder and worked her tongue on my clit.

“Yes sis keep going. I want and need to cum so bad!!!”

Then she shoved her tongue deep inside my pussy and that did it for me.

“Yes sis I’m going to cum!!!! YESSSS IM CUMMING IM CUMMING!!!!!!!!!

I exploded. My hips rose off the bed and bucked around and my legs got stiff and I was literally shaking. I think I even squirted too. My sister sat there and kept taking my juices in her mouth. After I calmed down, I turned to my sister and kissed her and I could taste my juices on her lips.

“Now that is the best orgasm I have ever had. I really needed that.”

“I’m glad you enjoyed it. Now, it’s my turn” she said while pointing to the box.

I slowly stood up because I was still a little stunned about the idea of taking my sisters virginity.

She put the strap-on on me, put lube on it, and then laid down in her bed.

“Trust me sis. This is what I want.”

“It’s going to hurt.” I warned her.

“But I don’t care because it’s for you. I’d do anything for you.”

“Ooooook…” I stuttered out.

I slowly stepped forward and slowly slipped it in. I didn’t break her yet. I needed to wait for the right time.

“Ohhhhhh that feels so nice. Keep going!”

I slowly picked up pace and speed and kept going. Honestly, fucking my sister was turning me on so I started rubbing my pussy with my free hand.

“Yes sis touch yourself. Let’s cum together.”

I kept rubbing but harder now and picked up my pace.

“Yes sis please don’t stop I’m so close!!”

I didn’t stop but I did the opposite. I went faster and rubbed my clit harder too.

“I’m going to cummmmm sisss!!! Cum with meeeeee!!!”

When she said that, I shoved it in deep and tore through her right at the top of her orgasm. Her shriek of pain quickly turned to pleasure. In the midst of her orgasm, I was going to cum so I stopped and laid next to her and had the most intense orgasm of my entire life and it ripped throughout my entire body. I was screaming and squirming all over the place as I came with my sister.

When we both calmed down, we looked at each other eye to eye and then kissed for hours and just enjoyed each other’s embrace.

“Thank you sis. You are the only one for me now. I love you.”

“You’re welcome. You are the only one for me and I want to be with you forever.”

With that, I took off the strap on, cuddled up with my sister, and feeling safe and loved, we drifted off to sleep.

The End.

Thank you to everyone who stuck along with this story to the very end and I hope you enjoyed it. Be sure to leave a rating and a comment to tell me what you thought.

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Third story to My History Teacher series. I suggest reading the first two stories to be fully educated on Ms. Harper and Emily’s relationship. I know more than a few people have been waiting on this, so enjoy (;

Nervous.

I was definitely nervous.

Butterflies were flying around my stomach and my leg couldn’t keep still as I sit in my car in the alleyway of my History teachers’ house. We had sex in her classroom before she offered to take me back to her house and fuck me…for a long, long time. To make me scream and cum for her over and over again. Then she fingered and sucked me off to an amazing orgasm. I shiver at the memory. I had no idea why I was so nervous, but I decide to take a leap of faith. I take a deep breath and step out of my car. I lock it behind me and walk up to her back door. I knock on the door three times and she opens it. She had changed out of her skirt and blouse and into jeans and a t-shirt. I smile and suddenly the butterflies are gone. She smiles back.

“Emily, I didn’t think you would come.”

I tilt my head to the side and furrow my brow.

“What makes you think I wouldn’t come?”

She purses her lips for a second and shrugs.

“Because you seemed a little uneasy after our last…you know. So I just assumed you wouldn’t show…”

I smile and lean against the arch of the door.

“I’m fine Kelly, but I do need a shower. Do you think maybe…?”

She smiles surprised and steps back to let me in.

“Sure. Come on in.”

I step inside and she shuts the door behind me. She puts her hand on the small of my back and leads me upstairs to her bathroom. I feel her eyes burning a hole into my ass as she falls back behind me as we go upstairs until we reach the bathroom. She turns around and crouches down to grab towels from the cabinet.

“Here are two towels. You pull the handle up then to the left for the hot water. Call for me if you need anything…”

She trails off as she turns around and stands up. I had stripped off all of my clothes and leaned against the sink. I smile at her baffled look. I see her eyes look down my body. I bite my lip and smile as I make my way over to her.

“I was hoping to be screaming your name…but you would already be here…preferably kissing me, in the shower.”

I say slowly and seductively, finishing the sentence with a quick tongue lick across my lips that catches her eye. She swallows hard and nods her head.

“Umm, yes-yeah. I would…we…”

She stumbles as her eyes glance down my body, lingering on my pert teenage breasts. I smile and raise my hands up to the hem of her t-shirt and start to pull up.

“My eyes are not on my chest, Kelly.”

I say with a teasing smile. She snaps her eyes back up to mine and for only the second time, she blushes. I pull her shirt up and over her head. The second the offending clothing is gone I lean forward and capture her lips in a heated kiss. She moans and runs her hands down my sides to my hips. I step forward and reach behind her and unsnap her bra, pulling it slowly down her arms and using my nails to tease her skin. She moans deeply and tries to move her hands down to my ass, but I stop her and smile into the kiss.

“Ah ah ah. Not yet.”

I break the kiss and move my hands to her pants. She smiles as I kiss her chest and unbutton her pants.

“You’re more of a tease than I thought.”

I push them and her panties down her legs with a chuckle. She steps out of them and flings them to the side. I stand straight again and move an inch closer to her.

“Oh, I can show you a tease.”

I move my hands to her hips and lean forward until our lips are an inch away from each other. She closes her eyes and leans down to kiss me, but I pull away last second. She doesn’t notice I’m gone until I open the glass door. She smiles and groans. I leave the door open for her and turn on the water. I step into the cascading water as I feel her enter and close the shower door. She presses her front against my back and I moan at the feel of her erect nipples against my back. The thought of teasing her flies completely out of my mind. She slides her hands onto my hips as she nudges my head to the left and kisses her way down my neck. I moan and close my eyes. Her hands drift up my body to my breasts and cups them softly. I gasp as her fingers roll my nipples gently. I move my hand behind her head and hold her lips to my neck with a moan. She tugs on my nipples and I moan, arching against her wet body. She moans and I turn around in her arms when she releases my nipples. I press her against the wall and attack her lips with my own. She moans and reaches down to grab my ass. I moan and part my lips just enough for her to slide her tongue into my mouth. I move my hands to her breasts and cup them softly. She moans and I start to toy with her nipples, eliciting another moan from her. She squeezes my ass harder and presses me into her body. I move my hands behind her neck and hold her in the kiss. She wraps her arms around my waist and spins us and pushes me back against the wall with her body. I moan and break the kiss for breath. She drags her nails down my sides and I shiver and gasp quietly. Her lips travel down to my neck, slowly working her way to my chest. She palms my breasts and I arch my back against the cold shower wall. She bites and sucks on a patch of skin on the top of my breast. I moan and slide my hands up her back to her shoulders. She releases the now bruised flesh and teases her tongue around my areola. I groan in frustration at the lack of attention to my erect nipples. I slide my hands into her wet hair and all but demand her to take my nipple into her mouth, which she now so graciously does. I let out a high pitched moan and arch my back against the wall. She moans and wraps her luscious lips around my nipple. Her teeth suddenly sink into the sensitive nub of flesh and I let out a cry of desperation. I could already feel myself moving towards an orgasm and she hasn’t even touched me below the waist yet! She smiles against my skin and moves to my other breast. Fuck, she was going to keep teasing me. I moan as her teeth nip at my nipple. If she wasn’t going to touch me, I was sure as hell going to touch her. I pull her mouth up to mine and kiss her softly as I spin us around yet again and press her against the wall. She moans but breaks the kiss as her hands reach my hips.

“Turn around.”

She whispers softly. She puts pressure on my hips and I turn around. She pulls me back against her body and we both immediately moan. I lean back into her chest and relish in the feel of her hard nipples pressed against my skin. One hand moves up to my breast as the other moves to my thighs and motions for me to spread my legs wider. I do as her hand cups my breast and her fingers play with my nipple, making me moan quietly. Her other hand hovers over my pussy and I already knew my pussy was dripping with arousal and aching to be touched. I whimper and roll my hips back against her crotch instead of thrusting for her hand. She moans into my ear and palms my breast with a firm hand. Simply making me arch my back and press my ass harder into her body and moan louder. She groans in lust and caves, moving her hand to my dripping cunt. I moan loudly.

“Oh, god, yes…”

My head rolls back onto her shoulder and her lips attack the wet skin of my neck. Her fingers easily find my clit and starts to rub gently. I whimper and buck my hips toward her hand. She rubs harder and I moan loudly. She moves her lips to my shoulder and bites and sucks on my skin. I raise my right hand to her head and tangle my fingers in her wet hair to keep her lips on my body. My other hand moves to cover her hand on my breast and presses down and she gropes my breast harder. I grunt in pleasure.

“Mmm, yes…oh…right there…”

I whisper as her fingers roll my clit. She moans softly and trails kisses up my neck until her burning lips take my earlobe into her torturous mouth. I let out a high pitched moan as her teeth sink into the flesh of my earlobe. I was becoming increasingly close to my climax. I needed more of her.

“I…oh god…I n-need you inside me, K-Kelly.”

She moans at my plea and she moves her hand lower to my entrance. She pushes one finger into my hot core and moan loudly.

“Yes! Oh, Kelly. M-More.”

I say, desperately needing her to fill me. She lets out a growl and pulls the digit out before thrusting two inside of me with quick and fast thrusts. I cry out as I feel myself quickly reach the edge. She removes her hand from my breast and moves it down to my pussy, her fingers rubbing furiously across my engorged clit. I gasp at the sudden pleasure. That was all I needed to come undone for her. I moan and arch my back against her wet form behind me.

“Kelly!”

I scream as my orgasm takes over my body. She moans at the use of her name and leaves sloppy kisses across my neck and shoulder. My legs tremble in pleasure and my hips twitch on her fingers. My mouth drops open in a silent scream and my hand moves to her forearm to slow down her still rubbing fingers. She complies and slows down both hands. The hand that was rubbing my clit moves up to splay her fingers against my stomach. Her other meticulous fingers were slowly thrusting in and out of me, letting me ride out my orgasm. When I finally come down from my high I am panting hard and leaning back against her for support. She gingerly removes her fingers from my wet cunt, eliciting a whimper from me. She moves both hands to my hips and chuckles softly.

“Can you stand on your own Emily?”

She says with a smile. I finally realize she had been supporting my weight for a while now and immediately stand up straight again. I turn around with a smile and kiss her softly. She moans and runs her hands up and down my back. I wrap my arms around her neck and move us so we are out of the spray of water and she is pressed against the cold glass of the shower wall. She groans and pulls me in closer. I pull away and kiss down her neck to her beautiful chest. She moans as I cup her breast and take a nipple into my mouth and use my other hand to tug on her nipple. She moans louder and I switch my mouth to her other nipple. She moves a hand to my shoulder and starts to push down. I smile and kiss down her stomach. When I’m on my knees I look up at her to find her looking back at me. I lick my lips slowly before leaning forward and placing my mouth on top of her clit. She moans and bucks her hips against my mouth, her eyes burning down at me with lust. I open my mouth and take her clit in between my lips. God, she tastes amazing. She moans and bites her lip. I suck on her clit lightly, letting my tongue flutter over the sensitive nub. She moans in surprise and arches her back.

“D-Do that again.”

She says softly. I flutter my tongue again and she moans louder. I move my hands up her legs to rest on her thighs, I squeeze gently and I feel her legs tense.

“Oh my god, Emily…”

I moan and move two fingers to her entrance. Her stare intensifies as I tease her entrance. She drops her hips lower to take my fingers, but I pull them away. She groans in frustration but I suck her clit harder and she moans softly.

“Emily…”

At her words, I thrust my two fingers into her wet pussy and she lets out the most erotic moan I’ve ever heard. I moan back and thrust deeper and harder into her. She finally breaks our stare and throws her head back against the wall. One hand reaches up and grips the top edge of the glass shower wall as her other hand tangles in my hair. She holds my face against her pussy as she bucks against my fingers.

“I-I’m close, Emily, don’t stop. Please…”

I’m surprised by her last word and I think she is too because her breathing hitches and she tenses for a moment. I decided to flick her clit mercilessly with my tongue. She gasps and her muscles clench around my fingers. I push past the tightness and continue to thrust into her pussy. Her body goes rigid and she moans loudly.

“Ah! Yes! Don’t stop, don’t stop…fuck, don’t stop.”

She says repeatedly. I moan and suck her clit and finger her cunt until her hand pulls at my hair. I get the message and pull my mouth away from her clit. I look up at her and smile as I see the exhausted look on her face. A look of someone who just got fucked, hard. I slow my fingers still inside her pussy and wait for her to relax. When I see that she is, I gently remove my fingers and stand up. She opens her eyes and releases her grip on the shower wall, her hand moving to my shoulder. I raise my hand to my mouth and suck her juices off of my fingers, moaning softly at the taste of her. She lets a small smile spread across her lips and she moves her hand to the back of my neck.

“Your so hot.”

She whispers before pulling me into a kiss. I smile against her lips and kiss her back. She moves her hands up to my cheeks until her thumbs are in front of my ears and her fingers are in my hair. I moan and she pulls away. I wait a few seconds, enjoying the tenderness left behind from her kiss, before opening my eyes. She smiles and kisses me lightly.

“I believe that we should actually take a shower now.”

I smile and nod my head.

“I think this all constitutes as a shower we just got…a little dirty.”

I punctuate my last word with a smirk and a small kiss pressed against her lips. She smiles and lets a light laugh escape her lips.

“I guess you’re right.”

She reaches behind me and grabs the body wash from the shelf behind me.

“Let’s clean you up then.”

She smiles and turns me around. I smile and shake my head. Who knew I would ever be in the shower with my history teacher, my female history teacher, and have her covering me in body wash. I definitely didn’t think that. She notices my silence and starts to massage my shoulders after my body was completely lathered in soap.

“Are you okay?”

I take a deep breath and turn around. She tilts her head to the side in concern. I smile lightly.

“I need a minute, that’s all. I’m done in here so…can I borrow a robe?-and can you meet me downstairs after you’re done?”

She smiles sweetly and nods her head.

“Yeah, of course. There is a robe hanging on the door knob and the towels are on top of the counter.”

I smile and kiss her softly before stepping out of the shower. She steps under the water and pushes her hair back. I shut the door and grab the towel off of the cabinet and dry off before wrapping my hair in the towel. I grab the robe from the door knob and make my way downstairs as I slide the robe onto my body.

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I look up as she walks into her kitchen. She smiles hesitantly and leans against the arch of the entrance. She was wearing a blue button down shirt that made her gorgeous blue eyes pop and her cleavage very noticeable. She had on the hottest pair of short pink colored Carebear boy shorts I have ever seen. I smile and start to laugh. She bites her lip and looks away.

“Shut up. I didn’t have time to do my laundry this week. This was my choice.”

I stifle my laugh and she rolls her eyes and starts to walk away, but I stop her.

“No, don’t go. I like them. Really, they’re cute. They’re adorable.”

I smile as she turns on one heel to face me with pursed lips. I move my foot and push out the kitchen chair across from me. I glance at the chair then back to her fiery blue eyes.

“Sit with me. We should talk.”

Both of our faces become serious and she sits down across from me. I sit up in my chair and cross my arms across my chest. I take a deep breath.

“Do you like me?”

She furrows her brow slightly and lets out a chuckle.

“Ah, yeah. I like you, Emily.”

She says with a small, yet confused, smile. I sigh and lick my lips.

“Good…good, so…what are we doing? You are my teacher. At least until graduation. Where do you see us going?-Is there an ‘us’? I-I just…”

I drop my head into my hands in frustration and groan. She stands up and walks over to me.

“Hey, Emily, it’s okay.”

She sits down in the chair next to me and puts her hand on my shoulder.

“I don’t know either. I just know that I like you and…”

She moves one hand to my chin and moves my face from out of my hands to look at her. She smiles.

“I like the sex with you, and…”

I smile and she smiles back.

“I like your company even if I’ve only experienced it at limited times…We don’t have to figure everything out right now, we just have to…do what we do and figure it out when it becomes necessary.”

I bite my lip and lean forward, I kiss her softly. She moans back and I pull away.

“Umm…I think, if we still continue this, we’re going to need rules. For when we are at school.”

She smiles and chuckles. She raises her eyebrows.

“Why? So you don’t go all ‘fuck me, Ms.Harper’ again at school?”

I open my mouth then shut it quickly. She starts laughing and I roll my eyes.

“I did not say that.”

She bites her lip and giggles.

“Oh yeah?”

I turn my head and glare at her.

“Maybe I said it. Whatever. Back to the rules. You can’t wear those fuck me boots or the blue blouse, at least with the top three buttons undone. I just…that’s too much for me. I might fuck you in front of the class.”

I say with a smirk. She laughs and rests her elbow on the table with her head in her hand.

“Okay…but you can’t wear those dark skinny jeans that grab your ass just right with that long sleeve v-neck. Yeah, that’s like my kryptonite.”

I narrow my eyes at her and smirk.

“Kryptonite, huh?”

She smiles and leans toward me.

“Yeah, kryptonite…what’s your kryptonite, Emily?”

She moves her hand to my forearm and trails her fingers down my skin. I smile and leans towards her also. Our lips were inches apart now.

“You, in a tight black skirt and a silk blue blouse that I can strip you out of.”

She smiles and bites her lip.

“Mmm. Good.”

She leans the rest of the way and kisses me softly. I moan and kiss her back. She takes my bottom lip between her teeth and bites down. I groan and kiss her harder. She slides her hand behind my neck and kisses me deeper. She slides her tongue in my mouth, but I pull away with a smile. She shoots me a curious look and I stand up.

“You want to know what I think?”

I untie the robes sash and she smiles while nodding her head. I let the robe fall to the floor.

“I think…”

Her eyes move up and down my body. I move onto her lap and sit down facing her. I wrap my arms around her neck.

“…you are the hottest teacher in school.”

She smiles and moves her hands to my hips.

“Hotter then Mrs. Hanson?”

The Math teacher down the hall from Kelly. She was hot, not hotter than her but hot. I give her a serious glare and purse my lips.

“She doesn’t even compare to you…or the way you make me feel when you fuck me. Because you fuck me so good, Kelly.”

I lean down and capture her lips in a heated kiss before she can respond. She moans and pulls me against her body. I thread my fingers in her blonde hair and kiss her deeper. She moans and drops one hand in between my legs. Her palm caresses my pussy lips and I break the kiss.

“Mmm, more…please.”

I say softly. She smiles and moves her lips to my neck.

“Oh…that’s right…you’re a beggar.”

I moan and shake my head.

“I-I’m not…”

She bites the skin on my neck and I gasp. I moan and press her lips into my neck.

“Oh, really?…we’ll see about that…”

She grabs my ass and maneuvers her forearms under my thighs.

“Wrap your legs and arms around me.”

I do as she says and suddenly she is standing up. I gasp.

“Kelly!”

I squeal and grip her neck tightly. She smiles and moves me onto the kitchen counter. She kisses along my jaw.

“Relax Em.”

I smile at the use of my not often used nickname. I lick my lips slowly as her hand finds its way back to my pussy. I moan and tilt my head back against the cupboard behind me. She kisses down my neck and stops at my breasts. She avoids my nipples and I groan in frustration. Her fingers slide across my clit and I buck my hips into her fingers. She smiles and teases her tongue around my rock hard nipples. I whimper and put my hand on her shoulder and try to pull her in closer. She resists and I groan.

“Okay-Okay! You’re right. I-I’m a beggar. Just, please, fuck me. Fuck me, Kelly. Please.”

I plead. She smiles and moans.

“You’re so hot when you beg.”

She whispers against my breast. She moves her hand lower to my entrance and pushes two fingers into me while finally taking my nipple into her mouth. I cry out at the intense pleasure and my nails dig into her shoulder. She moans and flicks her tongue across my nipple. The action makes me shudder and suddenly her mouth is latched onto my other breast with her tongue flicking my nipple. I could feel my orgasm reaching me quickly. I spread my legs wider for her.

“Don’t stop. I’m almost there…”

Her fingers slow down and I whimper.

“No, please, Kelly. You feel so good. Don’t stop.”

I buck my hips against her fingers and suddenly her lips are wrapped around my clit. I squeal in pleasure and move my hand down to her head.

“Ah! Oh, f-fuck.”

She moans and I arch my back. I moan loudly and my fingers grip her hair and push her against my pussy. Her tongue flicks my clit and my hips buck up.

“Oh my god! I’m…K-Kelly, yes!”

I cry out. My breathing comes in panting gasps. My muscles clench around her fingers and my body shakes in orgasm. She releases my clit from her lips and kisses my thighs and stomach but continues to finger me through my orgasm until I relax again. I swallow and try to control my breathing and look down at her. She slowly removes her fingers from inside me and looks up at me as she takes one of her fingers into her mouth to suck off the juices. I bite my lip and groan at the sight. She smiles and sucks on the other finger. I sit up and cup her cheeks as she slides her finger from her mouth.

“As much as I love…”

I kiss her softly, moaning quietly at the taste of myself on her lips as her eyes drift closed.

“Having dirty, hot, sex with you…”

I kiss her again.

“On your kitchen counter…”

Another kiss.

“I want to fuck you in your bed…”

I kiss her harder and she moans. Her fingers trail up my side’s, making me shiver. She breaks the kiss and helps me off of the counter.

“Mmm, I like that idea…I’m going to grab us some waters. Head on up.”

I smile and kiss her lightly.

“Yes, ma’am.”

I say huskily before shooting her a wink. I walk out of the kitchen with a sway in my hips, smirking as I glance over my shoulder to find her eyes trained on my ass. I walk upstairs to her bedroom and decide to look around. I walk over to her dresser and look at all f the pictures she had there, obviously family pictures from the way all the people looked alike. I hear her come into the room and I turn my head and smile. She held two glasses of ice water and smiles back. She walks over to me, handing me the glass of water. I take it with a small smile.

“Why, thank you.”

I bat my eyelashes at her and she smiles.

“You are very welcome.”

She takes a drink of her water and I take the opportunity to move closer and graze my teeth over her pulsing neck. She nearly chokes on her drink and the water spills from her cup and onto her shirt and neck before she can make the cup right again. I pull back slightly and giggle. She contains herself and clears her throat in embarrassment, looking away from my amused smile. I grab her drink and set both of our cups on the dresser. I smile and take a step forward, my hands going to her shirt buttons.

“Let me get that for you.”

I whisper before dipping my head and running my tongue up her wet neck. She gasps and closes her eyes. My hands work tantalizingly slow on her shirt buttons as my tongue, lips and teeth tease her neck. Her hands move to my hips and pulls me against her body as my fingers free the last button. I use my pointer finger and thumb to tilt her head down to me before kissing her softly. She moans and grip my hips harder. I move her back until her calves reach the bed. I break the kiss and press down on her shoulder so she sits down. She complies and looks up at me from her spot on the bed. I push her shirt down her arms and with her help, pull it from her arms and toss it to the side. I push her to lay back on the bed then motion for her to move back. She does without complaining of being bossed around, which surprised me. I climb on top of her and bend my head down to lick the water from her chest. She moans as I wrap my lips around her prominent nipple, sucking softly. I waste no time in kissing down her stomach and pulling her cute little shorts down those long, lean legs. I toss them to the floor and kneel in between her legs. I watch her closely as I kiss my way up her thighs. She gasps softly at first then bites her lip to hold back a moan as I leave a love bite on her thigh. She licks her lips as I reach her pussy and I copy her action. My lips reach her wet cunt and she moans loudly. I moan back and trace her pussy lips with my tongue. She shudders deeply and moves a hand down to my head to push me farther into her wetness. I moan and use my tongue to find her clit and roll it softly as my eyes flutter closed. She groans at my tentative touches.

“Faster…”

She says softly. I tease her for a second longer then finally concede and flick her clit in rapid succession with the tip of my tongue. Her body writhes under my tongue and her back arches off the bed. I reach my hands up under her ass and push her up to me as my tongue moves down to her entrance. We both moan in pleasure. I wiggle my tongue as deep inside her as I could and pull out only to thrust back in. She moans loudly and bucks her hips against my tongue. My nails dig into her juicy ass and she cries out in pleasure, her hips bucking faster on my tongue.

“Ah! God, Emily, don’t stop!”

I move my hands to her hips and grip them tightly, forcing them down on the bed. She groans in annoyance, but it quickly cuts off into a moan as I suck her clit into my mouth. I suck harder and she moans and arches her back.

“I-I’m so close Em.”

I move my position slightly and thrust two fingers into her cunt. She gasps and her legs tense around my head.

“Fuck.”

She breathes out. I thrust harder and her body starts to tremble in climax. I open my eyes and look up at her as she cums on my mouth and fingers. Her back arches high and her fingers clench in my hair and her hand grips the bed sheets tightly. I stop my sucking and gently lick her clit until she comes down from her high. She sighs and sucks oxygen into her lungs. I pull away from her pussy and pull my fingers out of her pussy. She grunts softly and I move up her body, softly kissing her sweat touched skin as I go. I reach her lips and give her a small kiss. She smiles and wraps her arms around my waist, kissing me softly again. She pulls away and smiles.

“You’re really good at that.”

I smile and laugh.

“Well, I try my best.”

She laughs and moves her hands down to my ass and squeezes roughly. I moan.

“There is no doubt in that.”

She says as she latches her lips onto my neck. She sucks harder and I know she is about to leave a mark so I pull back. Her lips leave my skin and I playfully glare down at her.

“No marks. I don’t need people asking me where I got it from, which would make me blush really hard because I would be thinking of you laying under me in this damn bed with your hands on my ass and your lips on my neck and then I would I have to make up a lie to tell them.”

She smiles mischievously and her nails dig into my ass. I moan and buck my hips against the thigh underneath me.

“I think I would enjoy watching you blush and squirm under those questions.”

She says huskily as she bends her thigh to press harder against my pussy. I moan and close my eyes.

“I-I would not.”

I stutter out, distracted by her hands and thigh. I start to grind hungrily into her thigh when my urges become hard to control. She smiles and suddenly flips us over so I am on my back and she is pressed against me with her face buried in my neck, kissing and licking my skin.

“Well, it’s a good thing your not in charge then.”

She envelopes my earlobe in her warm lips and I whimper loudly. Her hands move out from under me and plant themselves on either side of my head. She raises herself up and thrusts down on my thigh. I moan and grab her hips and pulls her down harder.

“God damn, you feel so good Kelly.”

I say with a groan as she thrusts down again, letting out a moan of her own. She supports herself on one hand and grabs my hand from her hip. She moves it down to her core.

“Put your fingers-oh….yeah, right there.”

I gently rub her clit as she thrusts down. She moans and uses her own fingers to rub my clit. I gasp and moan at the new pleasure. I arch my back and rake my nails down her thigh. She moans and bites her lip, her hand works harder on my clit. I do the same to her clit and she groans.

“C-Can you cum-fuck…can you cum like
th-this?”

She asks breathlessly. I buck my hips harder against her hand and thigh, her wetness now running across my thigh, I moan.

“Are you-oh, right there…kidding? Fuck…yes.”

I grunt out. She lets out a light chuckle, but it quickly turns into a moan.

“Oh god…”

She thrusts harder and rubs me faster. I moan so wildly that it sounded like one continuous moan as her fingers and thigh push me over the edge. She follows seconds after my orgasm and collapses on top of me, trembling and moaning into my ear. I relax my head back on the bed and pant for breath. She does the same as both our fingers continue to rub the aftershocks of our orgasms out of our tired bodies. She sighs into my neck as she slumps to the right side of my body and kisses my skin lightly, sending a shiver down my spine. I feel her smile against my neck at the effect she has on me and carefully moves her fingers from my clit, I do the same. We lay in a sweaty, exhausted mess for quite a while and neither of us decides to move. I close my eyes and relish in the feel of her warm body against mine. Thinking she would’ve moved by now, I try to turn my head to look at her but her face was buried in my neck. She groans softly and snuggles in closer to me, her left hand tucked into her body and her right hand resting lightly on my shoulder and her leg still in between mine. My arm was underneath her body and my hand was on her ass and my other hand on the small of her back. I freeze. She was sleeping…She fell asleep on me. What am I supposed to do? Sneak out? Or should I just lay here? She did say she wanted me to spend the night…though I don’t think she meant like this. I have an internal battle with myself until I finally decide to move out from under her. I grab the wrist on my shoulder carefully with two fingers move her arm successfully to her side. I take a deep breath and move the hand on her back to her hip and move so my arm could slide out from under her and she was on her back. I sigh as I see she was still sleeping peacefully. I start to move off the bed but quickly stop when she moans softly. I look at her face and she licks her lips slightly, she was half awake. I wait about another minute to move off the bed and sigh when I do it successfully. I walk over to her drawer and grab some panties and a t-shirt. Noting with a smile that it had Pink Floyd on it. I glance over to her one last time before exiting the room, she had curled up into the ruffled bed sheets with her golden hair spread across the pillow. I smile and bite my lip and walk downstairs. I go into the kitchen and make myself a new glass of water and walk into the living room. I set my glass down after taking a few sips and grab the throw blanket from the couch, yawning in exhaustion. I was just going to take a nap. I wasn’t safe to anyone if I fell asleep at the wheel if I drive home now. I lay down on the couch and quickly drift off into sleep.

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A loud bang from outside jolts me awake. It sounded like the slam of a car door, but it didn’t sound too close. I open my eyes and it takes a second for them to adjust to the darkness. I look at the unfamiliar surroundings then finally remember I was sleeping on my history teacher’s couch. I sit up and find my phone on the table. I click the home button, 10:47. I had slept almost 5 hours. I groan and rub the sleep from my eyes.

“Emily?”

I turn my head to see Kelly standing on the stairs with a confused look on her face in the cutest pair of matching Mickey mouse tank top and shorts. I give her the best smile I could at almost 11:00 at night.

“Oh…Hey.”

I say, my voice hoarse with sleep. She tilts her head to the side.

“I thought you left when I didn’t…why are you sleeping on the couch?”

She says curiously, finally putting the last 5 hours together. I look down at the couch briefly before looking back up to her.

“Umm, I didn’t know if you wanted me to stay in the bed with you or not, so I decided to take a small nap before I drove home but it…umm…it ended up becoming a five-hour nap…Sorry, you probably want me out-I’ll go grab my clothes.”

I stand up and grab my phone.

“No. It’s okay. I meant what I said at the school. You can spend the night.”

She says quickly. I look at her and bite my lip. She catches onto my wariness.

“You don’t have to, though. No pressure.”

She says to reassure me. I really didn’t want to drive home, I was still tired and my head was all clouded with sleepiness. As if on Que, I yawn and shiver slightly. I smile lightly.

“I guess it wouldn’t hurt to spend the night.”

I sit back down on the couch and I hear her let out a small chuckle.

“Uh-uh, you’re not sleeping on the couch. My bed is open to you- but I do have a spare bed if you would rather not sleep with me.”

I smile sweetly at her and stand up and walk to the stairs.

“Your bed sounds nice.”

I say simply, giving her my answer. She smiles back.

“Okay.”

She turns and walks up the stairs with me following behind her. She slides into bed first and I slide in on the opposite side. It was awkward for a few minutes before she turned her body to face mine.

“Do you…”

She clears her throat.

“Do you cuddle?”

I turn my body to her and smile.

“Yes…why?”

I say with a chuckle. She bites her lip.

“I just…I haven’t slept that good in a while and it’s because cuddling has always helped…anyways, we don’t-“

I interrupt her with a smirk.

“Would you like to cuddle with me, Kelly?”

She smiles and lets out a small grateful sigh. She wordlessly scoots closer to me and drapes her arm across my waist and moves her leg between my own. Since she was taller her chin rested comfortably on top of my head. I scoot closer until our ankles are locked together and my forehead is resting against her shoulder. She lets out a content sigh and I smile.

“Is this okay?”

I ask softly, my hot breath washing over her chest. I hold back a laugh as I see goosebumps erupt across her skin.

“This is good…thank you, Emily.”

She says with genuine meaning. I sigh as I feel the pull of sleep overcoming me.

“Mmhmm, no problem.”

I say vaguely. She giggles and I relax into her body. Just as I am about to fall asleep I hear her whisper ‘goodnight’.

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I groan as I start to wake up. I was having such a great dream about my history teacher. I could feel the heat radiating between my legs as I recall the dream. I was at school and Kelly had met me in the classroom. She had suddenly stripped off all of her clothes and was only clad in what I knew as a strap on. She pinned me over her desk and shafted me hard and rough with the dildo, bringing me to a wonderful orgasm. It was oddly extremely arousing. Which is why I had woken up. I shift and realize a warm pair of arms are wrapped around my waist. I pull back slightly and smile as I am met with the lovely face of Kelly. I smile and take off my shirt as I come up with a devious plan. I lean forward once my shirt is off and press my lips lightly against hers. She doesn’t stir and I move my lips to her neck. She moans softly and wraps her arms tighter around me. I smile and move my leg against her crotch. She starts to wake up and I move my lips to her chest.

“Kelly…”

I whisper softly as I pull down her tank top just enough to show one breast. She groans and opens her eyes as I wrap my lips around her nipple. She looks down with a furrowed brow.

“Emily…what are you doing?”

I smile and lean back up to kiss her softly.

“I had a really good dream.”

I kiss her jaw and she moans with a smirk.

“Oh really?”

A smirk of my own spreads across my lips and I nip at the skin on the top of her breast. She gasps softly.

“Mmhmm. A really, really good dream.”

I mumble against her skin as I pull down the other side of her tank top, revealing her other breast. She grabs her tank top and pulls it over her head. I drop my head back down and take her nipple into my mouth again and swirl my tongue around the sensitive nub of flesh. She gasps and arches her back.

“What about?”

She breathes hotly. I look up and give her a quick kiss before dropping my head to flick the opposite nipple. She moans and bites her lip. I pause to answer her and push her tank top up her body and she helps me take off the clothing. I flick the same nipple and she moans again.

“You…”

I suck lightly on her nipple before gently grazing my teeth across the nub of flesh. She gasps loudly and, dare I say, whimpers. I grin up at her.

“In the classroom…”

I see the corners of her mouth turn up into a pleased smirk before sucking on her other breast.

“With a sizable strap-on…”

She gasps softly. That caught her attention, not that I didn’t already have it. She cups my cheek with one hand and leads my eyes up to her wide, surprised ones.

“You dreamed of me…wearing a…strap on?”

I blush and shrug shyly.

“I-It just popped into my dream and…it got me really hot from knowing how you could take me with such a thing. Really, fuck me. Ya know?”

I say softly and even a little innocently. I didn’t think it was possible for her eyes to go darker but damn, do they go darker. She smiles slightly.

“Uh, yeah. I know what you mean.”

I smile back then kiss her lightly on the lips.

“So…what do you think?”

She licks her lips slowly which makes me wetter. Her eyes fall down to my breasts as she answers me.

“As amazing as that sounds…you’re just not ready for my strap on, Hon.”

I pull back with my jaw dropped and my eyebrows raised. Why did she think I wasn’t ready?

“Are you serious? You don’t think I’m ready?”

She smiles sweetly and moves her hands up and down my back.

“Don’t take it the wrong way, Em. I would love nothing more than to take you with my strap on…”

She trails off and bites her lip and glances down at my breasts.

“…but I want to go just a little slower with you.”

She says as her eyes connect back with mine. I clench my jaw in anger.

“You did it with your other students, but you won’t do it with me. Why? You don’t think I’m experienced enough? Right?”

I push off of her angrily, planning to grab my shirt and walk out, but she wraps her arms around my waist, keeping me locked against her.

“No, no, no. That is definitely not what I meant. God, not even close, Em. You’re the most experienced girl I have ever met. I meant you are different. So yeah, I want to take things slower with you.”

I settle back on top of her and furrow my brow. Okay, I was not expecting that. I let a small smile spread on my lips.

“Okay, that…that makes sense.”

She smiles back and kisses me lightly.

“I do have something we can use, though…”

I raise an eyebrow at her and she smiles mischievously. She rolls us over and presses me back into the bed with a hard kiss. I moan and kiss her back. She blindly reaches over to her nightstand and opens the drawer. She pulls back and grabs what she was looking for as I kiss her jaw.

“Will this work for you?”

I turn my head to her hand and bite my lip as I see her holding a 4-inch vibrator, I know my eyes were lighting up with excitement. She smiles at my reaction and kisses my cheek.

“It’s no strap on, but I promise…”

She kisses my earlobe and flicks the arch of my ear with her tongue. I shiver and moan softly.

“I will make you cum so hard with this.”

She whispers hotly against my ear. My breath catches and she moves her free hand and cups one of my breasts. I moan and arch my back into her hand. She smiles and nips at my earlobe. I move my hands to cup her face and shift so I can kiss her lightly.

“Please.”

I breathe out. I kiss her lightly again and she smiles. She kisses me harder and I moan. I move my hands to her shoulders and drag my nails down her back. She moans and sets the vibrator next to our bodies. She rests on her forearms next to my head. She moves her leg so her body is completely in between my legs. I move my hands down to her ass and receive an appreciative moan after squeezing her ass roughly. She pulls her legs up until her thighs are pressed against my own. She grinds down, pressing her pantie covered pussy against mine. I let out a moan and open my eyes. She looks down at me and bites her lip hard. She leans all of her weight on her left arm and moves a hand to my breast. She palms my breast roughly as she grinds down on me again. My breath catches and I push out a whimper. She smiles and moves her hand lower.

“So your dream made you all hot, huh?”

She says with a smirk. I nod my head as I feel her fingers tickle under my breast.

“Why don’t you move your hand lower and see for yourself?”

I say with a small smile. She smirks and quickly moves her hand lower.

“Smart ass.”

She says huskily against my lips. I smile.

“You love my ass.”

She smiles back with a soft chuckle, her fingers tracing the top of my panties.

“Your ass is amazing.”

She agrees in a whisper against my lips. I smile briefly before pressing my lips firmly against hers. She moans and slides her hands into my panties. We both moan as her fingers touch my slick folds. I whimper and try to press harder into her hand. She runs her fingers up and down my slit, skillfully avoiding my clit as my hips grind up to find the certain sweet friction. I dig my fingers into her ass and grunt in frustration. Her lips turn up into a smirk against mine. She breaks the kiss and sits back on her heels. I bite my lip, my breathing heavy from the kiss and her teasing. She grabs my panties and pulls them down my legs, moaning quietly at the sight of my wet pussy. I part my legs for her. She looks up at my face with an effort and moves up my body. She kisses me softly then moves her mouth to my ear.

“I can either lay on your side and suck those beautiful nipples of yours or…”

She says huskily into my ear. I moan and shiver.

“Or?”

I say with a small lick across my lips after she waits to respond. She smirks and kisses my neck.

“Or…I can move down between those stunning creamy thighs and suck on your little clit.”

My breathing hitches at her dirty words and I feel my clit start to throb at the thought of her warm soft lips around my clit. I gulp and answer her quickly.

“Uh, d-down…please go down.”

She smirks and kisses my breast. I moan and spread my legs as far apart as I can, silently begging for her to touch me. She moves her lips down my stomach and stops just above my pussy. I lick my lips in anticipation and wait for her to touch me. She lightly, oh so lightly, kisses my pussy lips. I moan softly and manage to stay patient and not buck my hips. She hums in respect and runs her tongue up my slit. I moan louder. She moves her arms under my thighs and up my side’s. I shiver and buck my hips up to her teasing mouth. I hear a hum coming from my right side and I open my eyes. A vibration makes contact with my nipple and I arch my back with gasp.

“Oh, Kelly…”

I breathe out. She moans and moves the tip of the vibrator down my stomach, goosebumps rise on my skin. She pulls her mouth away from my pussy and brings the hand holding the vibrator out from under my thigh and presses it lightly against my pussy lips. I moan and look down at her. She licks her lips and smirks. She watches me closely as she pushes the vibrator into my entrance. My eyes flutter closed and a moan tears from my throat. She smiles smugly and kisses my thigh. Once the vibrator is at least an inch inside of me, she stops. I open my eyes and look down at her, my chest heaving with deep breaths. She looks up at me and licks her lips. She slowly lowers her mouth down to my clit and wraps her lips firmly around the sensitive bud. I moan loudly and arch my back, my hands come up and grip the pillow underneath my head. She pushes the vibrator deeper into me, all the way up to the hilt. I groan and buck my hips up to her face. I could feel my orgasm quickly rising with her lips sucking at my clit and her hand pushing the vibrator deep into me, only to pull out and do it again. I gasp for and grind against her face. She moans and raises herself up to her knees. The new position allows her to thrust faster into me. My eyes roll back in my head and a groan makes its way past my lips as I feel my orgasm rushing down on me. My hips thrust with each of her own thrusts, furiously trying to meet each stroke. My hands fly down to the bed sheets under me, my nails clawing at the satin fabric.

“Don’t stop…please, don’t stop Kelly.”

I pant out, ending with a whimper. She releases her lips from the iron grip on my clit and looks up at me. My walls start to contract around her fingers and she kisses my thigh.

“Scream for me Emily. I want to hear you scream my name.”

Her words make me gasp and arch my back even higher. Her lips re-attach themselves to my clit and I am pushed over the edge. My body tenses and shakes as my orgasm rocks my body, her lips and vibrator working magic on my pussy. My scream is stuck in my throat but after she moves her free hand to my ass and her nails bite into my flesh, my scream has no problem coming out of me. It was feral, animalistic and lustful. It was something I never thought would be able to come from myself. She growls in response and continues to pleasure me. That growl tells me she wasn’t thinking of stopping just yet. My legs tremble and I feel another orgasm being coaxed from me. I let out a strangled high-pitched moan move my hand from the bed up to the headboard. My nails dig into the wood and I moan loudly. My second orgasm crashes down on me when she peeks out her tongue from those luscious lips and starts to flick the tip of her tongue over my clit. By this point, I had no more screaming left in me and I simply let out a defeated whimper. She releases my clit and lifts her head to watch me come down from my high. I suck in deep breaths and collapses against the bed, totally and utterly fucked. She had slowed down her thrusts and turned off the vibrator. I swallow hard and try to even my breathing. She gently pulls out the vibrator and a soft moan escapes my lips at the loss. She sets the vibrator down next to us and moves up my body. She kisses my chest softly then works her way up my neck.

“You look absolutely stunning when you cum and scream for me, Emily.”

She pulls back and looks at me. I look back into her blue eyes. I let out an exhausted sigh and smile softly.

“That…was…amazing but… so damn exhausting.”

She lets out a laugh and rolls me onto my side and scoots in behind me. I relax back into her body and she hesitantly wraps her arm around my waist. My eyes close and I feel myself drifting off into sleep.

“Goodnight”

I say softly. She nuzzles her face into my neck and a shiver goes down my spine.

“Goodnight Emily.”

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I feel movement underneath me and I start to wake up. My eyes flutter open and I raise my head. I look down at the warm body I was laying half on top of. Kelly. I had an arm draped across her stomach and my legs wrapped around one of her own. I sigh and lay my head back down on her shoulder. I stay in a state of sleepiness as I lay with her. I had put back on my panties throughout the night from the fear of waking up and grinding against the woman next to me. I suddenly feel her hand move up and down my back. I groan softly and pull her in tighter. She relaxes into my hug but then we both remember who the other was and we pull back. I clear my throat and roll over onto my back.

“Good morning.”

I say hoarsely. She grabs the comforter and pulls it up around her shoulders.

“Morning.”

She says grumpily. I smile.

“You’re not a morning person, are you?”

She opens one eye and raises an eyebrow, her eyes glancing to the smile on my face. The look makes heat start to grow between my legs.

“You are?”

I smile.

“Not usually.”

She groans and closes her eyes again, she buries her face into the pillow. I smile and slide closer to her.

“I know how to make you a morning person…”

I whisper to her as I press my body against hers. She doesn’t move but just scoffs in disbelief.

“Yeah, good luck with that.”

I lick my lips and press them lightly to her exposed neck. She shivers and I move a hand to her hip. I roll her over so she is on her back and kiss her neck again. I move on top of her with one of my legs between hers. I run my hands under her sides and she moans. I lean down and take her nipple into my mouth, cupping the soft mound in my hand. She moans and arches up to my mouth. I suck on her nipple softly then switch to her other breast. She moans louder.

“Oh…”

I nip my teeth into her nipple and she moves a hand to my shoulder.

“Mmm, yessss.”

She drawls out as I tug on her nipple with my teeth. She arches her back higher and her grip on my shoulder tightens.

“Oh god…”

I release her nipple and kiss my way down her stomach. I lick my lips as I reach her pussy and immediately dive in. She pants and moans loudly as I tease my tongue around her clit.

“More. Emily. Fuck, give me more.”

She growls out. I moan and suck her clit, hard. Her legs tremble at the intense pleasure, her hands flying down to my head to hold me to her pussy. I moan and decide to give her a hot, quick orgasm this morning. I raise two fingers up to her pussy and thrust them inside of her. She moans in surprise and her hips jump of the bed before being forced down by my free hand. She squirms under my hold, but I hold her down tight. Her back arches and her toes curl, her walls clenching tight around my fingers. I open my eyes to watch her cum. One hand moves to my hand on her hip and grips my hand tightly while her other hand tangles in my hair. I slow my sucking, eventually coming to a stop as her hips twitch in her aftershocks. I pull away as her fingers drop from my hair. She opens her eyes as I slide my fingers from her pussy. She moans and looks down to me. I take my fingers into my mouth and moan at the taste of her. She always tasted so damn good. I slide my hand out of her grip and make my way back up her body, her eyes trained on my chest. I dip my head down and suck her earlobe lightly, she moans.

“You taste amazing Ms. Harper.”

I husk into her ear, unknowingly saying her formal name. She smiles and runs her hands up and down my back. I moan softly.

“You’re not trying to play school in the bedroom, are you Emily?”

She says into my ear. I blush and pull back to look at her.

“I-I didn’t….I just…”

I stumble. Obviously mentioning her formal name in the bedroom was wrong even if it was unintentional. She slides her hands into the panties and grabs my ass, making me gasp and push out the words I was trying to say.

“Kelly, I didn’t mean to…”

I trail off as she gives me a smirk.

“Say it again.”

I draw my eyebrows together in confusion. Her hands move up and around to my front to cup and squeeze my breasts. I moan and close my eyes as her fingers toy with my hard nipples.

“Moan it, Emily.”

She tugs lightly on my nipples and I simply do as she asked.

“Ms. Harper.”

I arch my back, pressing my breasts into her touch. She leans her head up and ghosts her lips across my neck. I moan and sit back then climb off the bed. She shoots me a confused look. I smile and sway my hips enticingly. She relaxes back into the bed and watches me undress. I teasingly slide my thumbs into the panties and pulls down on the right side. Her breathe hitches and she licks her lips. I pull the cloth back up over the recently exposed skin. She groans and furrows her brow in annoyance, her eyes find mine.

“Take them off.”

I smirk. She was so damn demanding. Her stare burrows into me when she doesn’t see me move.

“Oh, really? What are you gonna do about it if I don’t?”

I say with a teasing smile. She narrows her eyes at me and tilts her head to the side, accepting my silent challenge of control.

“Don’t test me Emily. Take off those damn panties.”

I push down the left side of the panties to tease her and smile victoriously as she bites her lip.

“Make me.”

I whisper quietly and seductively, snapping the clothing back up. Her suddenly dark, dark blue eyes snap up to mine from where they had wondered to my breasts. My knees nearly buckle at her stare. My confident posture and smile completely out the window. I gulp and shift on my feet. She gets off the bed and walks over to me. Her hand grabs the waistband of the panties and she pulls me roughly against her, eliciting a gasp from me. She moans softly as her naked body presses against mine, her lips barely an inch away from mine.

“Is this what you want? You want me to force you?”

She growls. I whimper, the low level of her voice was arousing by itself. I stare at her luscious lips and lick my own. My arousal completely ruining the panties I had put on. Before I can respond she jerks the panties, making our hips clash together.

“Huh?”

She presses again. I moan quietly and look into those dark blue fucking eyes.

“I said make me, didn’t I?”

I say to her with sass. That was the last straw for her. She crashes our lips together, her tongue forcing its way into my mouth to teases my own tongue. I moan deeply and her hands move to my ass and squeeze hard. I whimper and her hands pull up, still cupping my ass, and I raise up to my tip-toes with a strangled moan. Her fingers dig mercilessly into my ass, making me whimper. She moans and breaks the kiss. Her hands come up to grip my hips, I had rested back to the flat of my feet, and she twirls us around so my back was facing the bed. She turns me around and pushes me forward, making me squeal in surprise as my front flops over onto the bed. She quickly stands behind my bent form over the bed. Her hands grips the panties and roughly pull them down my legs. I kick them away and she spreads my legs wider. Her hand comes up to cup my mound from behind and I whimper. She moans and presses her core against my ass.

“You’re so wet Emily.”

She leans over me and kisses my shoulders and back. I arch my back in pleasure and move my hand back to pull her tighter into me. She grabs my hand and slams it down on the bed back above my head.

“Keep your hands there.”

I groan in frustration but then she moves her fingers and I groan for a whole different reason. Her fingers rub my clit lightly and I buck against her hand for more friction. I bite back the words that were trying to force their way out. She kisses my neck softly. I push back against her with a cry of desperation.

“Please, I want you so bad. Please.”

I finally beg. She groans and nips at my earlobe, making me gasp.

“Please, what?”

She says seductively. I quickly comply.

“Please, Ms. Harper. Fuck me-Ah! Yes! God yes, yes, yes.”

I scream and arch my back. I feel her smile against my skin as she plunges her fingers in me faster. I grip the bed sheets in my fists and let out a whimpering moan.

“Fuck! Shit! Don’t stop! Don’t stop!”

I cry out. She fingers me harder, her knuckles pressing firmly against my pussy lips. I moan and feel myself nearing the edge. Suddenly she stands up straight and reaches underneath me from my front and rubs my clit. I jump in surprise on contact but quickly groan.

“F-Fuck! Oh yes! Ms. Harper, don’t stop! I’m gonna cum! Yessss!”

My legs tremble as my orgasm crashes down on me; hard. My pussy tightens around her still thrusting fingers and my clit pulses under her relentless fingers. I let out a small squeal and pull on the sheets as my back arches. She doesn’t stop and I’m thrown abruptly into another orgasm. I let out a strangled moan and my legs simply can’t keep me up anymore. I rest most of my weight on the bed and she holds my bottom half up when she finally removes her fingers from my clit, her other fingers stopping inside of me. I pant hard for breath and moan softly. I came twice. She brought me to two orgasms. I swallow hard.

“Holy shit.”

I pant out. Her hot breath washes over my slick back as she chuckles lightly, making goosebumps erupt across my skin. I open my eyes and raise my head to find that I had pulled off the bed sheet from one corner as she gently pulls out of me, making me shiver slightly. I blush and try to stand up on my own.

“Oh, crap. I pulled the sheet off.”

We look at the sheet that had rolled off of one corner of the bed. She laughs and nods her head.

“I see that. Impressive.”

I blush harder and bite my lip. Suddenly my stomach growls in hunger. I realize I hadn’t eaten since the car ride here when I managed to snag a couple of cereal bars. How I hadn’t gotten hungry is a mystery. She smiles and walks to the bathroom.

“If you want, I can make us some breakfast?”

I hesitate. Was this getting more personal than it should?

“I-I don’t know. Maybe I should go?”

I say tentatively. She turns to me after putting on a black silk robe. It looked so hot on her. It ended mid thigh and fell apart near her chest, her cleavage obviously shown. I unconsciously bite my lip and she smiles.

“You obviously can leave whenever you want, but you can also stay, I’m offering. Plus, I don’t have anything going on until later tonight and I’d like to get to know you better. I’m not completely ice cold.”

She jokes with a smile. I smile back and shrug.

“Okay. I have to leave around 11 though. I have work.”

She smiles and puts her hands behind her back, rocking briefly back on her heels in amusement. .

“Oh, right. Like you did the first time?”

I blush and turn to find the panties I had kicked away.

“This time it’s real. I work until 5 pm. I’m not excited about it.”

I pick up the panties I had on. She goes to the drawer and grabs another pair of panties and hands them to me.

“Here, you can wear these and I’ll wash the other ones. Why aren’t you excited about it?”

She asks as she takes the ruined pair of panties. I slide them on as I answer her.

“Well the restaurant is so busy on Saturday afternoons and I’m always moving and sometimes I mess up orders. I don’t have the best memory. Can I burrow a shirt ?”

She smiles and grabs a t-shirt from the dresser.

“Yeah. I get that. I don’t have the best memory either.”

I pull the shirt onto my body and she starts to walk downstairs. I clear my throat with a smile.

“Do I not get pants ?”

She turns and bites her lip with a smile.

“Oh. I just…I’ll get you some pants.”

She starts to walk to her dresser again, but I stop her.

“No, no. It’s okay. What were you planning on making me?”

I ask as I start to walk downstairs. I hear a smile behind her words as she follows me.

“I was thinking breakfast burritos because I can’t cook.”

I glance behind me with surprised wide eyes as we reach the kitchen.

“You can’t cook?”

She shakes her head and opens the freezer door. I shut the freezer door and kiss her on the lips.

“I guess I’m making breakfast then.”

She raises her eyebrows and I open the refrigerator door, bending down and pressing my ass out into the air.

“Really? I mean, you don’t have to-“

I grab the eggs as I turn to her.

“Do you like your eggs scrambled? That’s the only thing I know how to make with eggs.”

I smile and grab the milk also. She smiles and nods her head.

“Yeah, eggs are great.”

I smile and shut the door. I turn and walk to the stove, setting down all of my ingredients. She helps me find the other instruments and ingredients and I start to cook.

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“So when will I see you again?-outside of school.”

She smiles hesitantly. I was about to leave to go home after our breakfast, dressed in my clothes from yesterday. It was pleasant. We oddly never ran out of things to talk about and she learned a lot about me. That I was an only child, I hate Chinese food, I love pizza and cheeseburgers and I have a passion for history and everything else along those lines. I didn’t get to ask her any questions, though. I smile back.

“I was thinking Monday? Here, after school?”

She smiles and nods her head.

“That sounds good. Umm, thank you for…everything, I guess.”

I take a step towards her and look up into her eyes with a smug smile.

“No, thank you, Kelly, for everything.”

I lean up and kiss her lightly then harder when I moan at the feel of her soft lips against my own. She moans softly and sucks my bottom lip into her mouth. I groan quietly as she bites my lip softly. She moves a hand behind my neck and kisses me deeper, plunging her tongue into my mouth. I let out a whimper and grab her hips and press her body against mine. She groans and moves us so I am pressed against the wall. I gasp softly and kiss her harder. She pulls away and kisses down my neck. I moan but gently push her away. I pant and smile as she does the same. She bites her lip and looks down my body, her heavy breathing noticeable as I let my own eyes linger to her chest.

“You’re so sexy. Are you sure you have to go to work? I can make it worth your while.”

She wiggles her eyebrows suggestively. I smile.

“I’m sorry. I have to go. I will definitely continue this on Monday though.”

I kiss her lightly and smile. She smiles back and I turn and walk out the door. She grabs my hips and pulls me back against her. I gasp as my ass presses firmly against her thin covered crotch. I can tell she holds back a moan.

“To be continued…”

She says hotly into my ear. I shiver and gulp. Her hands move down to my ass. She squeezes roughly then pushes me towards the door with a small smack on the ass, making me stumble slightly. She smirks and leans against the wall. I clear my throat and throw a glare at her over my shoulder. She chuckles softly and I walk out the door with a smile on my face. I walk to my car and start to drive to my house. I can’t help but notice the excited butterflies that start to form in my stomach for Monday.

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A stimulating neighborhood

The experience I had with Laura really boosted my self-esteem: an amazing woman, who could have any man she wants, gave the privilege of enjoying her luxurious body to me, the young boy living in her neighborhood.
Maybe that’s what she liked the most: having a praising toy boy who always says ‘yes’ and makes her feel desired, but I honestly don’t care about that; a million other men would have killed to be in my shoes, so as long as I had access to her pussy, that was enough for me.

Since we broke the ice on that summer afternoon, I didn’t stop spying on her from my bedroom, I didn’t stop fantasizing about her, but now I knew that my fantasies sooner or later would have come true. A notable difference.
Every moment was right for a good fuck: whenever she was alone and in the mood for sex, my dick and I were always ready for her. But we had a kinda fixed appointment every week: her daughter Isabel was involved in a school project, and on wednesday afternoons she usually met with her classmates to study. Whenever her husband was working abroad, which happened quite frequently, we had her house to ourselves, so she texted me to come over.

The script was the same every time: I entered her house, asked ‘Is anybody home?’ and she replied ‘Lonely lady upstairs!’, so I went to her bedroom, where she was waiting for me on her bed, with only her white bathrobe on.
It was like re-enacting our first time over and over – she was wearing exactly that bathrobe on that day – and the more we had sex, the better it was. Every now and then we go romantic: soft music, a bunch of candles, and scented body oil for sensual massages… But that afternoon there were just a woman and a man that wanted a damn good fuck.

As every other wednesday afternoon, as soon as I entered her bedroom, I almost ripped my clothes off and literally jumped on Laura: when I see her gorgeous body there is no need for any foreplay, a few strokes of her soft hands and my cock is rock-hard in a matter of seconds.
I hadn’t had sex with her in two weeks and I was on fire: I started licking her neck, then dived into her wonderful tits and sucked her nipples, then quickly moved down to savor her sweet pussy: she keep it shaved because she knows how much I love licking it, but that day she wasn’t in the mood for foreplay either.

She made my lie on her bed, then sit on me, and guided my hard cock inside her: we both love when she is on top of me, because I can touch her everywhere I want to, and she is more in control of my penetration. I love when I can cum inside her, but I’m very respectful and if she doesn’t want to, I don’t insist, there’s so much to enjoy anyway!
But that day she was particularly aroused too and anticipated my question, almost reading my mind.

With my hands on her hips, she leaned forward to kiss me; her boobs pressing on my chest felt amazing, and as soon as she started bouncing slowly over my dick, she whispered in my ear “Today you don’t even need to ask: bang me hard, delight me with your cock, and don’t you dare taking it out until I’m filled up with your warm cum…”
“I can’t wait…”
“Take your time, honey, I don’t want you to hurry!” she smiled, but I didn’t want to hurry either.
Our tongues started exploring each other’s mouth, while my hands caressed her hair. I went all the way down from her shoulders until I grabbed her ass, and then I started pumping deep inside her wet pussy. What a gorgeous woman, and what a lucky boy I was.

“That’s my boy! I love feeling your cock inside me!”
“It’s all yours, Laura, every inch of it!”
Our moans grew with our excitement, together with the rhythm of my cock. After a few minutes, Laura stopped kissing me and lifted up, leaning her hands against my chest. In this position it’s her pussy that fucks my cock, rather than the other way around, but it’s also the perfect position for me to admire, squeeze, lick and suck her big beautiful boobs.
Her eyes closed, her mouth slightly open and her nails barely scratching my skin were clear signals that Laura was about to reach the orgasm, and I was eager to cum with her.

A light shiver turned into a violent shake, followed by a long, loud orgasmic scream, and as I felt her vagina pulsating around my cock, I released the huge load that was boiling in my balls inside her juicy pussy, while groaning in pleasure.
“It’s so fucking good with you, Simon, why don’t we do it more often?”
“I’m yours whenever you want to…” I replied, panting.
I was catching my breath, with my head between her tits, already thinking about starting over, as soon as my cock would be ready again, but Laura suddenly stepped aside, jumped out of the bed, and ran to the window.

“Oh, no!” she exclaimed.
“What happens?” I asked.
“Isabel is here, she just closed the gate! Why the fuck is she already here?”
“Oh, shit! What should I do? I cannot avoid her if I walk out now…”
“In fact, you have to take your clothes and hide somewhere!”
“Hide? And where? In the closet, like in a goddamn movie?”
“I don’t give a fuck where you hide, I said take your clothes and GO HIDE!” she shouted.
Panic was taking control of her, so I obeyed.
“Ok, don’t worry, I’ll hide here. Now take a deep breath, try to calm down and behave normal with Isabel, ok?”
“Ok” she answered, while putting her bathrobe on, and walking out of the bedroom.

“Hey mommy, I’m home!”
“Hi honey! I was about to take a shower, and I happened to hear the gate closing. I didn’t expect you to come home so early”
“Yeah I know. My mistake, we were supposed to gather next week, not today.”
“It’s no big deal” said Laura.
‘It IS a big deal, stupid chick!’ I thought, but of course I had to keep it for myself.

“Anyway, it’s better this way. I wasn’t really in the mood for studying today…”
“And why is that? Do you feel sick?”
“Not at all, mom. I just woke up… strange!”
“Strange how?”
“Mmmm, it’s just the two of us today, right?” asked Isabel.
“Uh… err… yes honey.” lied Laura. “Just you and me, why?”
“Well, I thought that we could have a bit of… time for ourselves”!
I couldn’t see her face, but the tone of her voice was cryptic.

“What do you mean, Isabel? Do you want to go shopping?”
“Oh no, mom, no need to go anywhere.”
“Mmmmh… manicure and girl talk?”
“Not exactly”
“Is it something I like?”
“Absolutely! But the last time was quite a while ago…”
“Is there anybody else involved?”
“No, just me and you”
“I have no clue, Isabel”
“Ok, fine: I would really really love a Mommy Special! I haven’t had one in months!”
“A Mommy Special? Wow, I wasn’t expecting that”
“Oh c’mon, mommy! I said I woke up differently… I couldn’t think of anything else today!”
“Well, you know what? A Mommy Special is an excellent idea, let’s get ready!”

I had no idea what a Mommy Special was, but I heard them coming upstairs, so I suddenly closed the door of the closet. If Isabel had gone to her bedroom I’d have had the time to get dressed and run away, despite my cock was far from being satisfied. But to my surprise, I heard mom and daughter stepping into Laura’s bedroom.
Oh shit, I was trapped! Had Laura already forgotten I was there? Why didn’t she come up with an idea to get Isabel busy, just for the time to let me go?

“How about some chill-out music?”
“Oh, I’d love to”
When I heard them talking softly while music was playing, I was so nervous I would have kicked anything, but then I realized I should get comfortable and just wait. At least there was a soft cushion I could sit on. But I couldn’t deny that a certain curiosity arose: I carefully opened the door to peek in, and I saw Laura was helping Isabel to undress.

Oh my God, what the hell was going on there? Isabel’s jeans and t-shirt were lying on the floor, and she was just wearing her underwear. Laura was sitting on one side of the bed, and Isabel was standing in front of her.
“Good lord, the clothes you wear don’t give you enough credit, sweetie, look how beautiful you are!” said Laura, admiring the body of her young daughter.
“Thanks to you, mom… But I bet when you were my age your boobs were bigger than mine…”
“Well, I’m not so sure… these modern bras sometimes lie” chuckled Laura.
“I better take it off then…”
“This is a Mommy Special, sweetie, you just have to relax. Let me take care of it”

Laura unhooked the bra, gently slid the straps over the shoulders, and let it fall down, revealing the wonderful tits of Isabel.
“Your boobs look gorgeous, honey… Can I touch them?”
“Well, you actually never asked for permission!” said Isabel. She then took her mom’s hands and put them on her own legs, guided them up to her ass, which Laura gently squeezed, moved them to her hips, belly, and finally up to her boobs. She leaned forward and whispered “You can touch everywhere you want”, then took Laura’s head in her hands, and kissed her lips.

I couldn’t believe to what I was seeing, but it was damn real: I thought that Laura was a “bad girl” because she was having sex with me, a boy who could be her son, but seeing her playing lesbian with her daughter was beyond my wildest imagination. On a second thought, I was glad I had no way to escape from my now privileged position, and my cock was reacting to that magnificent show I was enjoying. I couldn’t resist, and I started masturbating.

Without moving her hand away from Isabel’s breast, Laura stood up and returned the kiss. Gently at first, more passionately soon after. Isabel took the bathrobe off her mother, leaving her completely naked with just one move, and in turn Laura stripped off the last thing her daughter was wearing, her thong.
The two women were tied in a passionate embrace, skin to skin, their lips and tongues sealed for hot kisses and their hands eager to explore every inch of their bodies. No doubt they were mother and daughter: same hair, same long sexy legs, same big natural boobs.
“I love the feeling of your skin against mine, mom…”
“I love it too, honey… And you smell so good! We should do this more often…”
“I know… I wanted to ask you many other times, but it always seemed so wrong…”
“There’s nothing wrong here, darling, just a mother and a daughter who love each other…” said Laura.
“…and this is the perfect way of expressing this love” continued Isabel.
“I’m so proud you’re my girl… Now lay on my bed and relax.”
Isabel laid on the bed, face down, showing me her superb ass. I regret having underestimated how hot she was. Laura took her body oil, the same I sometimes used with her, from the drawer, and started rubbing her daughter’s back. I wondered if she forgot I was still sitting in her closet, but I honestly didn’t care that much.

Her oiled hands ran smoothly on shoulders, hips, ass, legs, ankles and feet, back and forth. With every passage, Isabel’s legs spread little by little, and Laura’s hands couldn’t resist that soft temptation for too long: one finger slid slowly into her young pussy and her moans confirmed that it was exactly what she was hoping for. Laura put another finger, increased the pace, and a couple of minutes after, Isabel was already screaming in pleasure.
“Oh yes mommy I couldn’t wait to feel your hands on me, I’m coming!”
“Cum for mommy, honey, cum!”
“Yes, yes, YEEESSS!”

I could see pure lust in the eyes of Laura while her fingers were banging Isabel: no matter it was her daughter, she made a girl cum, and she was just happy with that. The waves of Isabel’s orgasm hadn’t quite calmed yet, but Laura sucked her fingers and said “Now turn over, honey, I want to taste you better…”.
Isabel rolled over on the bed and immediately spread her legs, yet another prove that she wasn’t having sex with her mother for the first time. Laura started rubbing her tits on her daughter’s slit, ticking her clit with the nipples, then decided to get serious, and dived furiously in that wet pussy, licking all the way from her asshole to her clit, and spreading her lips to better suck it.
“Bang me again with your fingers, mom, and please don’t stop licking!”
With those experienced fingers banging her cunt, and that hot tongue licking her clit, Isabel was about to climax again: she grabbed her mother’s hair and pressed her face against her pussy, while her hips started shaking and a soft moan transformed into a long loud scream.
Laura’s lips were sealed around the pussy, and she didn’t move away until Isabel gained back her normal breath.
“Oh mom, I think you gave me the best orgasm of my life!” said Isabel, kissing Laura, “But now it’s my turn. Get comfortable, I want to eat you out!”
Isabel started her descent by licking and sucking her mother’s tits, then she kissed the soft skin of her belly and moved down, with the clear intent of making that shaved pussy come at least twice.
Those two sexy women were such a beautiful sight that my hard cock was almost ready to explode. I closed my eyes but when I was about to come…

“MOM! WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?”
“What’s up honey? What’s wrong whit you?”
“Wrong with ME? Look at this!”

That shouting destroyed my orgasm, and when I looked through the door I saw Isabel showing her dripping finger to her mother.
“I’m soaking wet, honey, what did you expect?”
“Well, I’m young but not stupid, mom. For your information, I already sucked some dicks, and I can well distinguish between pussy juices and sperm!”.
“Honey, please calm down…” begged Laura.
“I’ll calm down when I’ll get some answers. Dad left one week ago, who did you fuck with? Whose cum did I stick my fingers into?”. Her voice pitch was becoming screechy.
“Isabel, let me explain…”
“I cannot believe you fucked with someone right before I came home! You didn’t even clean yourself! Oh, I’M SORRY, did I perhaps interrupt you? Where is he? Did he escape from the roof? Or did you hide him somewhere, uh?”

Hearing those words felt like a punch in my stomach. I would have never been able to stand the look of Isabel anymore: we knew each other since we were kids, and this was a huge betrayal towards her. Fucking her mother is something that she would have never forgive me for. Not to mention the gossip in the neighborhood.

“Ok, ok, Isabel, let me clarify. Although I’m not that proud you are so familiar with sperm, I think you deserve a clear explanation.”

‘Please, please, come up with a plausible excuse!’ I thought to myself.

“You are right: yes, I had sex with a man right before you came home. Yes, you interrupted us. And yes, he is hiding here. But this is not the worst part.”
“Oh really? How could it be worse?”
I would have done anything to disappear. And instead…
“See it for you self. Open the door, Simon…”

I was literally dying of shame, and I was so nervous I could barely move, but Laura didn’t give me any choice, I had to walk out of that closet. I opened the door and presented myself, with shaking legs. Funny how I went from observer to observed in a matter of minutes. We were all three naked but this was the least embarrassing aspect.
The astonishment on Isabel’s face made me feel even more naked than I already was. Probably I was at the very bottom of the list of people she would have ever expected to come out of that closet.

“You?… Here?… WITH MY MOTHER?” she shouted at me, in a mix of surprise, disappointment and rage.
“I… I’m sorry, Isabel” is everything I was able to say.
“You better be! How could you do that to me? You, my friend since I was born! And with my mother! Don’t you like girls my age?”
She was angry, but soon her rage turned into sadness, and shed some tears, probably overwhelmed by many different feelings.
Isabel’s tears awoke the motherly instinct of Laura, who reached for her daughter, took her hands and hugged her, in an attempt to comfort her.

“Can you go any further than a trivial sorry, Simon?”
“Well, Isabel, believe it or not, I have always been attracted to your mother, since I was a little boy. I fantasized about her countless times, and sometimes even spied on her from my bedroom. For me, having sex with your mother is like making a dream come true, every single time. But that’s it.”

“Come on, honey. I know you’re mad at me too, but you can be sure that nothing could change what you mean to me, ever.” added Laura.
“Mom, I know men are driven by their cock, but you… Give me a good reason…”
“Well, honey, you already had sexual experiences, so you know how great is having sex. Women love sex just like men do. I am an active woman and I have needs too. I deeply love your father, but he works way too much from my point of view, and I don’t want another man in my life. I just need to have good sex when I desire it, exactly as he is probably having when he’s away.”

“And why Simon, and not any other random, older guy?”
“Well, having a young lover is a boost in self-esteem, Isabel, but you are too young to understand it. We have to treat us well as long as we can, and look what a beautiful cock your friend has” said Laura, trying to cheer her daughter up, “did you know that?”
A little smile appeared on Isabel’s face “I actually didn’t know that…”
“And you should feel how great it is inside you!”
“Mom! Please…!”
“Oh, c’mon! You have to enjoy the good things of life!” continued Laura.
I kinda liked the direction this conversation was taking.

“You know what?” she added “I think the two of you should put up a little show for me!”
“What?” me and Isabel exclaimed together.
“Given what happened today, a young girl and a young boy having sex would be the most normal and natural thing to happen! Come here, Simon” said Laura, so I got closer to the bed.
“Here, sweetie: caress this nice cock, and stroke it gently. Believe me, it’s the best way to get out of this discomfort”.
A bit reluctantly, Isabel took my cock in her small hands. I was a bit embarrassed at first, but her strokes were so delicate that the embarrassment went quickly away, and my erection grew hard between the not at all innocent hands of my friend.
“Good girl! Now let me see how you lick it”.

Without saying a word, Isabel took my cock in her mouth and started sucking it. Sucking, licking, stroking, fondling, like an experienced woman. Her tongue was dancing around the tip of my cock and I couldn’t help thinking that I was having my first blowjob from her before having my first kiss!
“Good girl! I’d be curious to know where you learned all this, but I prefer not to ask” said Laura.
“Do you like it?” she asked me, showing a certain pride.
“Oh, I love it!”
“I may even bite you…” added Isabel, with a severe look in her eyes.
The idea sent a shiver down my spine, and she must have seen fear in my eyes.
“Don’t get nervous, I’m just kidding!” she giggled. The discomfort of few minutes earlier had clearly disappeared.

“If you continue blowing him like this, honey, he’s gonna cum in your mouth right away” observed Laura, “you better save some of his energy for your vagina!”
“Mommy’s right, Simon… I think it’s your turn to fuck me!”

I couldn’t agree more. I have always liked playing with Isabel, and after all we were just trying a new game! She laid on her back and spread her legs, so I could once again admire her hot body, but this time I could also sense the smell of her eager pussy and her desire to fuck. She was so wet that my entire dick disappeared inside her with no effort, and I started pushing hard.
“Geez, Simon, be gentle with my baby!” said Laura smiling, with false concern.
“I’d say she is enjoying it” I replied, “right Isabel?”
“Oh Simon, I’m so loving it! Don’t stop…”

The vision of her tits bouncing under the strokes of my cock was beautifully exciting, but not only for me: I noticed that Laura was rubbing her clit while watching me fucking her daughter. Isabel noticed that too, and felt she should do something about that.
“Hold on Simon, I can’t let that sweet pussy alone!”
She rolled over, got on all four, and asked me to take her from behind, “I have an unfinished business to take care of” said winking at me.

My cock was attracted to her ass like if it was a magnet, but I thought it wasn’t time for anal yet, so I focused on my friend’s young pussy and with my hands on her hips, I started banging again, while she was licking her way towards Laura’s twat.
I loved hearing my slaps on Isabel’s ass, and seeing her tongue working hard inside and outside her mother’s cunt was just amazing. To add more excitement to the whole situation, me and Laura were looking in each other’s eyes, as if it was actually me and her to fuck.

With every stroke of my cock both Isabel and Laura let out a pleasure moan, it was like penetrating both of them at the same time! The more I slammed my cock inside Isabel, the harder she sucked on Laura’s clit, and the louder our moans got. I felt I was getting closer to the orgasm so I pushed harder, Isabel begged me not to stop, and Laura started screaming while pulling her daughter’s hair. I was ready to explode by then, so I took my cock out and dried my balls with a huge load that covered Isabel’s back.
Before my erection went away, I slid my cock back inside Isabel and gently fucked her, while she was enjoying her orgasm by licking and fingering her mother, who came as well, together with us.

After I collapsed on the bed, Laura collected my sperm from Isabel’s back with one finger, and put it in her daughter’s mouth, “it worths a taste, honey”.
Isabel gently sucked her mother’s finger, then returned the favor: she took a few drops of my cum to share with her mother, who swallowed it while making out with Isabel in front of me, just as if wasn’t there. Another gorgeous picture to frame in my mind.

Isabel was lying between me and Laura. She put one hand on my cock, and the other on Laura’s pussy.
“I’m so glad I had my first threesome with you two!”.

“I couldn’t agree more” I added. “You know what? I’ve always loved your school projects, ‘cause I could spend some time with your mother but, now… Well, I think I’ll love them even more!”

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Lyden gets a crash course on the nature of reality, while Shelly struggles to come to terms with everything that’s been done to her and her family.

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Chapter 22

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Universal Creation

Lyden collapsed back onto the plush bed, feeling more alive than he had in years. Thanks to Angela’s magic turning back his internal clock and making him younger, he wasn’t even out of breath after…

“Your abilities as a generator seemed to have gained some strength as well as your libido,” Gaia sighed next to him. “I’ll have to make sure and thank the Pillar of Fire for that.”

“My libido, or your magic forcing me?” Lyden demanded, acid entering his tone. “You know I hate when you do that.” Gaia was great in the sack, but he didn’t love her. After the Chaos War, he’d done his best to stick with only the women he loved. It wasn’t just to protect the fact that he still had some of his abilities as a generator, but to show that he respected his wives.

“I know,” Gaia chuckled. She didn’t bother covering up her naked body, and her dark supple breasts jiggled with the movement. “But do you have any idea how hard it is to maintain this world with three new Pillars? I need the strength you give me, and I at least try to give as well as I get.”

“You could have at least let us participate,” Brooke growled from where she sat frozen in a chair.

“Maybe twenty years ago, when he was at full strength,” Gaia shook her head. “The strength he just gave me is already getting used up. Any chance I can keep him here? I promise not to always be selfish. Just once a day to myself, and you can have him the rest of the time. You have no idea how much easier it is to support this world after a little Lyden infusion.” As if there was any doubt to her meaning, she reached between her spread legs and scooped some of his leaking cum out. Bringing the hand to her thick lips, she licked them clean.

“Don’t talk about my future as though it weren’t my choice,” Lyden snapped and got up from the bed. He reached for his clothes, but stopped. It wasn’t his decision to stop, but his body refused to move under his own will.

“Your future is not your choice to make, Lyden Snow,” Gaia’s voice dropped into levels as cold as his last name. “You live because I allow you to live. It has ever been that way, for you. Why do you think I allowed you to live twenty years ago? Fujin was already dead the first time we met, and the power I took from you at that meeting lasted for months. Even when Angela took over after TanaVesta’s death, you were strong enough to supply me with power so that I wasn’t too stressed. Now that Varun is dead, it’s all I can do to support this world.”

“What about the Pillars of Light and Darkness?” Sheila demanded from her spot next to Brooke. She’d handled being frozen easier than Brooke, but Lyden could tell from the way the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes creased that she was losing her patience. “Aren’t they doing anything?”

“Their mere existence is doing more than the other three new Pillars,” Gaia scoffed, “but they have hardly ever put in the effort that I have. Darkness has always enjoyed a bit of chaos, and no one has seen or heard from the Pillar of Light in over a century. Light’s minions have continued on with Her works in her name, but she has distanced herself from either reality.”

“Her?” Lyden asked. “I thought God was a man.”

“Of course you did,” Gaia scoffed, her voice growing condescending. “Men fuck things up. Women create. It was your Christianity that convinced the world that God was a man. I think it’s part of the reason she turned her back on everything, and has remained silent for so long.”

“Yeah, that sounds like a woman. Can’t let a grudge go.” Lyden knew his words and tone were a poor choice, but he didn’t like the way he was being treated. He didn’t like Mother Nature making him so horny that he jumped the first woman available. He didn’t like the way she made Brooke and Sheila watch as he lost all control. At least Bridget and her boyfriend were outside the room so they didn’t have to watch the debauchery.

As if to prove his point though, Gaia stood and walked away from him, robes made of weaved grass forming and flowing over her ebony body. He found himself able to move again as soon as she left the room.

“Did you have to intentionally provoke her?” Brooke asked. She was bent over, rubbing feeling back into her legs. “While I appreciate that you didn’t completely forget about us while making her squeal; pissing her off right after making her climax isn’t a great idea.”

“I think he lost some of his wisdom when Angela made him young again,” Sheila said. Lyden had talked to her about convincing Angela to do the same for her, but she’d refused. Sometimes, though, her comments made him think she was jealous of his re-found youth.

That was another thing that rankled him. He’d forgotten the type of energy he had when he was younger, and the absence of so many pains that he’d simply gotten used to was a shock as well. He was more awake, more agile, and as Gaia had proved a few minutes ago, more virile.

“If you’re quite done in here, my mistress would like to talk to you out here,” Alloria’s haughty voice filtered in. She looked just as young and stunningly beautiful as the first time he’d seen her. Unfortunately, the coldness in her eyes and attitude towards all men was still the same as well. He watched as the last remaining elf turned to the women in the room, and her face softened. They had survived the chaos war together, and while Alloria may hate Lyden on the simple principle that he was a man, she was friends with all of Lyden’s women, except perhaps Angela.

“I’ll be right out,” he said, though the women were too busy hugging one another to listen to him. Utterly ignored, Lyden pulled on his shoes, and headed from the room.

The anteroom was round and lined with couches in a curved ‘U’ shape with a small opening at the bottom of the ‘U’ for the entryway. A large table filled the center with various foods, snacks, and drinks. One wall was completely missing, opening to the elements, high up in Gaia’s mountain home. In front of that open expanse, sat a dais with Gaia seated upon it like a queen.

“Hey, Dad!” Oberon waved and fluttered up to his face.

Lyden tried not to grind his teeth at the fairy king. “Dad?” he asked back, an edge to his voice that asked many questions all at once. He didn’t like the tiny man, and didn’t like that his child with Brooke was dating him. Bridget or Brock could do so much better, even if the pipsqueak was the ruler of all fairy kind.

“You promised you wouldn’t tell him until the time was right,” Bridget complained.

“After what we heard going on in that room, Toots, how could this not be the right time?” Oberon zipped back to his girl’s side. “Any man is happy after getting his rocks off.”

“Do you have to call her Toots,” Lyden demanded. His mood was going from foul, to dangerous.

“Better than what I call her when we’re alone,” Oberon cackled. “Am I right, old man? You know what I’m talking about!” Oberon winked at Lyden as though sharing a poorly kept secret.

“Oberon!” Bridget snapped, her cheeks turning crimson, and the little man sobered up.

“I’m sorry, my love. My honey. My sweet, sweet, fiancée,” Oberon’s voice rose in pitch as he wheedled to his girlfriend. “I’m just so filled with love and devotion that it’s hard to keep it all inside. I’ve been doing better on my language, though, right?”

“Fiancée?” Lyden screamed in outrage.

“Fiancée!” Brooke echoed, but with joy in her dulcet voice.

“Like hell I’m going to let you two get married,” Lyden stepped towards the couple, ready to let them know how stupid they were being. “You’ve barely been together for very long. You don’t know what you’re getting into! And if you think—”

Brooke’s hand on his shoulder stopped his tirade before he could build to full steam.

Bridget shimmered in her mechanical legs and Brock took her place. “I do think, Dad, and it’s not your decision to make. We love each other. He accepts me for who I am, both sides of me. He treats me well, despite what you might think. Can’t you be happy for us?”

Lyden opened his mouth to argue back, but saw this was a battle he was going to lose. He hadn’t lost his wisdom, no matter what Sheila might think of him. Oberon could support them, and since Brock was now mobile with his mechanical legs, he didn’t require the amount of care he once did. Oberon was powerful magically as well, and Brock had proven he was capable of handling himself. Setting all that aside, he could see how Oberon doted on his child, and there could be no doubt that he loved Brock and Bridget both.

Was he jealous because he no longer had the love of his fairy? He didn’t think so. If Sheldon and Shelly were successful, he would be reunited with Areth soon. It still bothered him that he was sent here to help stop Jessica, instead of going to return Areth from her statue prison.

“I’m so happy for you two,” Sheila betrayed Lyden and went to the happy couple. “Have you thought about what you’ll name the kids?”

“Kids?!” Brock squeaked and changed back into Bridget. “I’m not sure if we can even have kids!”

“You can,” Gaia broke in, “but you’ll have to stay as a female during the entire pregnancy. Switch, and you’ll kill any unborn child. I know you have a lot to talk about right now, but time is growing short, and after our conversation a bit ago, Lyden, I realize I need to inform you of how reality—as you know it—came to be.”

“Is now really the time?” Lyden turned to the woman, upset at her intrusion. This was a family affair and didn’t involve her. While he was happy that his child had a significant other—even if that significant other was a tiny, obnoxious, foul-mouthed, pipsqueak, immature fairy king—he worried about how that love came to be. What if Gloria’s spell wore off? Worse, what if she came back, and reversed it? He didn’t want to see his child devastated by that kind of torment.

“No, but there isn’t enough time before… before other events occur, stopping me from telling you.” Gaia’s stern gaze met his for a few seconds before he finally nodded. If she was that adamant, it had to be important. “You need to understand how the universe was created, in order to understand the type of enemy you’re up against.”

“Jessica has something to do with the creation of the world?” Sheila asked.

“No, the creature that resides within her is part Outsider,” Gaia answered. “Jessica is not fully at fault for what she does, as she has a portion of an Outsider residing inside her.”

“I’ve been up against Outsiders before,” Lyden said. “You didn’t tell me this information then. Why is it so important now?”

“Because then, I didn’t trust you.” Gaia’s blunt response set Lyden back. She hadn’t trusted him? She gave him use of her adamantium. Helped him at every opportunity. Even helped him replace two other Pillars, and she hadn’t trusted him?

She must have seen something in his eyes, because she shook her head with a bit of regret. “You know that Generators were outlawed by the Pillars because of the great power they could wield. A generator gathers followers that are completely and utterly loyal to them. Not only could they generate power on their own, magnifying what was given to them by others, but it was too easy for that power to go to their heads. Add to that, that generators are one of the few creatures that can kill a First, and is there any wonder why I didn’t trust you?”

“But you do now?” This time it was Brooke who spoke.

“I’m afraid I’ve been sampling a little too much of your husband,” Gaia said, her voice stuffed to the brim with remorse. “After the chaos war, I stayed away from him, even though I suspected he might still be a bit of a generator. If he was, it was my duty to kill him, even though it was me, and my life-milk that ensured he lived through his final battle with the Outsiders. It’s another reason why I waited six months before reviving him. Even then, I was attached to him, despite having been with him so little. I convinced myself that it was for the best that I stay away.”

“What changed?” Sheila asked.

“She needed more strength,” Lyden supplied, already having worked it out. “The strain of supporting this world with three new Pillars was becoming too much, and so you seduced me. You already suspected that I still had some of my powers, and hoped you were right. But this time, you couldn’t kill me, because once again, you need me. I’m a tool to you, to be used.”

He watched as his words hurt her, but he didn’t care. He was tired of being used. He was tired of being forced into actions he didn’t want to perform on his own. He was tired of the deceit, the secrecy, and everything else that surrounded him.

“You’re in love with him,” Brooke spoke up when Gaia and Lyden only stared at each other. Gaia’s eyes brimmed with unshed tears, while Lyden’s held contempt. “You’ve been with him too many times, and even though it was against his will, you’re now one of his loyal followers.”

“I don’t think this is a conversation I want to be a part of,” Bridget interrupted, and tried to walk her mechanical legs out.

“But this is so entertaining, Love Muffin,” Oberon objected.

“You’re staying,” Gaia’s words held absolute command, despite the anguish on her face. Neither one left; Oberon sitting on Bridget’s shoulder.

“There’s something I’ve always wondered,” Lyden spoke again, working hard to keep his voice calm, despite his growing anger inside. “TanaVesta raped me many times while I was her prisoner. Many more times than we’ve been together, yet she never fell for me. I always assumed it was because she was a Pillar, or because it was against my will. While you aren’t violent, like the previous Pillar of Fire, it wasn’t of my complete choosing every time. Why didn’t she become loyal to me?”

“You make us sound like mindless drones,” Sheila grumbled.

“Silent, Slave,” he turned and commanded her. He allowed a small grin to turn the corners of his lips to show he was partly trying to lighten the mood. The way she dropped to her knees and bowed to him made him worry. He knew his women weren’t mindless slaves, or drones. They had acted numerous times on their own, and sometimes against his wishes. He also never doubted their love… Except for maybe Angela, but that was a mess he didn’t want to consider. After a second, Sheila turned her face up to him, and gave him a look that told him he would experience some of her free will later.

Gaia watched the whole exchange before speaking, her voice becoming emotionless, though her brown eyes told another story. “I believe in some way she did care for you, Lyden. With her power, there are thousands of ways she could have killed you. Yet, every time she sent an assassin it was something you could defeat. There was always a way for you to escape. She had no choice, because the Outsider forced her to try to kill you, but she always failed. Even at the end. Had she used her full power while you fought her in her home, you would have been incinerated instantly. She allowed you to finish her off, rather than kill you.”

Lyden found himself sitting down, stunned. He was never proud about killing another creature, except perhaps the Outsiders—but to find out that one of his greatest victories was false…. Or perhaps not false, but not as great as he’d thought, made him question everything else. Could he have convinced her to work with them, instead of against him? Could she have become a powerful ally, instead of the monster she’d become? He didn’t have the answers to those questions, and didn’t know if he wanted them.

“Then why couldn’t Varun kill me so easily?” Lyden’s voice cracked as he spoke. “Surely he was just as powerful, and I’d entered his domain many times.”

“Varun was half mad from the torture TanaVesta gave him,” Brooke supplied. “I don’t think he was ever sane again after that.”

Lyden looked from Brooke, to Sheila, and finally back to Gaia. Despite all his woes, battles, and hard-won victories—false or otherwise—he’d led a charmed life. Who was he to complain that he was mistreated because of his powers?

“You need my strength as a generator to keep functioning, correct?” Lyden asked after giving it some thought. He waited for Gaia to give a hesitant nod before continuing. “Why don’t the other two original pillars?”

Gaia seemed to consider his question for a long time. Just when Lyden decided that she wasn’t going to answer, she spoke. “The Pillar of Darkness has managed to find another source of strength that is not my place to tell you about. As for the Pillar of Light…. Well, you’d better let me tell you about how the universe was created. Our time is short, so stop interrupting.”

Lyden grimaced, but waved his hand for her to continue.

“This reality—both of our worlds and the universe the worlds exist in—didn’t exist in the beginning,” Gaia began. “Chaos was everything. There aren’t words that can explain what that means. Even the word chaos is inaccurate, as it gives an ordered set of letters to a term that refers to something completely without order. Up isn’t just down in chaos, it’s also the letter H, and Tuesday, and the smell of bread, and everything all at once, while somehow remaining absolutely nothing. Chaos cannot be defined, because the second it is, it’s no longer chaos.

“We call them Outsiders now, but I, and every other First, was once one of them. We existed in that chaos, without a proper thought, or existence, and yet we thought and we existed. The only thing that didn’t exist in all of chaos was order. Order was anathema to everything that we were. Just as you can’t properly conceive of what true chaos is, we couldn’t conceive order.

“Until one of us created order by accident.” Gaia’s eyes turned far away as she spoke. Her voice carried a note of nostalgia that made Lyden want to shiver. When she continued, the sadness in her voice was one of remembered pain, and longing long since forgotten. “It was short lived, and faded back into chaos. The one that had created it was stunned. It had hurt, a novel experience in itself, but it also became fascinated with the idea. It tried to make order again, but failed. Time has no meaning there, but the creature tried and tried again, without success. Despite this, many of us watched this one creature try and try again. We’d sensed its creation of order, and were also intrigued. Well, intrigued isn’t the right word, but I’m not going to attempt to explain chaos again. That’s the closest word I can use to describe what we felt.

“The problem was chaos’s nature. Every time the creature tried to make order, it did something different. It wasn’t until it came upon the idea of doing the exact same thing as it had before, that it succeeded.”

“Wait,” Bridget cut in, “why didn’t it do that to begin with? Why keep trying something other than what had been successful the first time?”

“Because chaos can’t work that way, dear,” Brooke said, trying to hush her. “It wouldn’t have made sense to a creature of chaos to act in anything other than a chaotic manner.”

Gaia glared at them, but nodded. “The mere act of doing the same thing as before was order, and because this time it was deliberate, the spark of order was much greater. Your scientists call this the big bang. Order grew at such a fast rate, that it swallowed all that watched. I can’t describe to you the pain and agony that we suffered for millennia, while we became accustomed to our new reality.

“As sanity—another creation of order—found its way into us, some of us banded together. We were the Firsts. We gained sanity faster than others. We joined together and created what you now call the Milky Way Galaxy and your solar system. As others that were swallowed up learned to cope with order, they created their own galaxies and worlds.”

“So, aliens really do exist,” Lyden spoke before he could think better of it. Gaia glared at him, but he noted that her glare wasn’t as strong as it had been for Bridget. He ignored her look, and continued on, instead. “You said that order caused them pain. I remember hearing that before the Chaos War as well. That’s why those that remain out there want to destroy our reality.”

“Yes,” Gaia nodded. “Basically, we live in a growing bubble of order, floating within an infinitely larger sea of chaos. They want to pop our bubble.”

Something in her statement made Oberon chuckle, but every ignored him.

“Who was the first First?” Sheila asked. She’d regained her feet during the lesson, and had come to sit next to Lyden. “I mean, who was the one that created the spark of order?”

“You know her as the Pillar of Light,” Gaia replied. “Something about the fact that she created everything makes her able to support this world without the need of a generator of her own.”

“But she needs the other Pillars in order to keep this world?” Lyden asked, not sure on that point.

“If one more original Pillar falls, even if someone were to take their place immediately, then this world would crumble, and return to your world. It may even be enough to cause order to collapse in on itself, and start a chain reaction that would return everything to chaos. If that happens, everything you know, and everyone in existence would vanish.”

“What would happen to the remaining Firsts?” Brooke asked.

“We’ve been here too long,” Gaia shook her head. “Our minds have become too ordered. Even if we were to survive the transition, the other creatures of chaos would destroy us because we represent order.”

Lyden sat, taking all of that in. It was weird to get the story of the creation of the universe from someone who had actually lived through it. He didn’t know what to make of it all, but it put into perspective what they were trying to protect.

“Now you know what you’re up against,” Gaia said, as though reading his thoughts. “And I hope you can forgive me for doing what I had to, in order to support this world.”

Lyden felt his anger rise up again. “You could have at least asked me,” he snapped at her.

“And you would have denied me in order to protect your secret,” Gaia replied, the hurt returning to her eyes.

“True,” he admitted, “but it would have been easier to forgive you, now that I know the truth.”

“You can forgive me?” she asked, hope blossoming across her face.

“That depends,” he told her, intentionally stomping on that hope. “If you ask next time, I might try. Force me again, and I will never forgive you.”

He watched her mouth the words, “Next time,” and grimaced at his choice of words. He understood that there would need to be a next time in order to keep her strength up. While he couldn’t deny that having sex with Mother Earth was quite pleasurable, he didn’t appreciate being used as a tool.

“How is it, Master,” Sheila asked next to him, “that you are able to wrap every woman in your life around your finger? It has to be more than you just being a Generator.”

Instead of giving her an answer, he leaned over and kissed her lightly on the lips. She pulled him tighter into the kiss, and he felt her teeth before she released him. Yeah, she was going to make him pay for his command earlier. Chances were that he was going to enjoy that as well.

“Sorry to interrupt,” a new voice broke into the room, “and I’m truly sorry to have to do this, Gaia.”

Everyone turned to see Gloria stride in, sword in one hand and a golden girdle around her waist. She was in full Aphrodite battle mode. Lyden jumped to his feet, uncertain what was going on.

“I understand this isn’t by your choice,” Gaia replied in somber tones. “And I’ve been expecting you. You’re right on time.”

“I always thought of you as a friend,” Gloria said as tears streamed down her cheeks. Before anyone could respond or react, Gloria leapt forward, sword glimmering in the light to kill the Pillar of Earth.

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Shelly ran to her brother as he dropped to his knees. She had to shove the redhead away from him. His scream was one filled with the deepest, darkest agony. She was sure that he would recover any minute as his body returned to its permanent state.

Hunched over, Sheldon screamed his throat raw, and then continued to scream some more. The only breaks were when he had to suck in breath, before the screaming continued.

“What did you do to him?” Shelly screamed at the Pillar of Darkness. The tall man had a small grin creasing his lips, but didn’t answer.

“What needed to be done,” Lysa responded, floating over to the siblings. She ran her hand over Sheldon’s head, and he quieted, going limp in Shelly’s arms.

Fearing he was dead, Shelly felt at his neck and sighed with relief. He had a pulse, slow but strong.

“What do you mean, what had to be done,” she demanded of her half-sister. “I thought we needed to get something to return Areth to her natural form.”

“You have,” Lucifer chuckled, his voice rich and smooth with satisfaction. “I have given him a paradox. The only reason he lives is because of Areth’s blessing upon him. If any normal mortal were to receive my blessing, a paradox in itself, they would be consumed within moments.”

“How does that help?” Shelly failed to keep any semblance of calm in her voice. “You’re killing him!”

“No, Shelly, he isn’t,” Lysa tried to soothe her.

“And you!” Shelly spat at the Pillar of Air. “You knew this would happen? He’s your family! How could you?”

“Shelly,” Sonia appeared at her shoulder, her voice calm. “Listen to Lysa.”

“Don’t tell me what to do!” she spat at the android. She saw that Shlee and Mandy were hovering close by, either supporting Megan, or holding her back. She focused on the new woman. She recognized her as the woman yelling for her brother’s attention outside the hospital after the White House blew up. Apparently, she found Sheldon, and if Lysa was to be believed, the Pillar of Air had set that meeting up. But other than that, who was she? She’d seemed disgusted when Shelly revealed that she’d had sex with her own brother, and yet challenged Sheldon to screw her and take her virginity.

“Did you do something to him?” Shelly demanded. “You were the only one near him when he started screaming. Lysa said she helped you get here. You’re working with them to hurt my brother!”

“What?” Megan asked, shocked. “No! I—”

“Shelly, knock it off, right now,” Lysa yelled at her.

Why was everyone yelling at her? Her brother was hurt, if not dying from what the devil or the evil redhead did to him, and they were yelling at her?

“Shelly….” Sonia’s hands landed lightly on her shoulder. Her body reacted against her control, turning to the android and letting go of her brother. Tears streamed from her eyes as she buried her face in the woman’s bosom. “Shelly.” Sonia repeated and hugged her close.

“Jeeze, she really loves him, huh?” Megan’s voice said over Shelly’s sobs.

“Not in that way,” Mandy said, an edge to her tone. “No matter what they were forced to do against their will, they’re siblings, only.”

“I was never close like that with my brother,” Megan went on. “At least, not before he was killed overseas.”

“I think what was revealed would be best kept amongst us,” Shlee said. “Ambassador Snow is a good man, and I don’t think he needs to know about what his wife and children did while being controlled by Jessica.”

“That would be a great idea,” Lucifer chuckled darkly, and Shelly pulled back to look at him. She felt ashamed for her weakness in crying in front of everyone, but couldn’t bring herself to pull away from Sonia. Her emotions were a wreck, and the robot was her only stability. “But there’s one problem. You see, we’re surrounded by a fairly large group of very angry vampires and their allies.”

“Let them have me,” Shlee said, her voice sad but firm. “While they tear me apart, the rest of you can get away.”

“Bloody, fucking shit!” Lucifer swore. “I’ve never met a group of people more willing to sacrifice themselves to protect each other. You make me sick! Get out of my sight!” He flung his arm out and darkness swallowed them all.

Shelly felt something behind her stomach twist as panic set in. There was no way they could stand up to a group of vampires and their allies. Especially not in their own domain: the darkness. Or in their current level of readiness. Before she had a chance to scream out, or do anything, she was blinded by a brilliant light.

She closed her eyes, but the light was still painful. She didn’t know who brought the luminance into the Pillar of Darkness’s domain, but hopefully it would hold their death back a little longer.

“Where are we?” Sonia said, still holding her. “I hate not having any GPS in this world.”

Shelly felt ill. She didn’t know how, but she knew things were worse. She accepted her fate. Guilt welled up in her for all that she’d said and done, and she knew she deserved to die here.

“I don’t think…” Mandy started to speak. She sounded just as sad and defeated as Shelly felt.

“I think I’m going to be sick,” Shlee spoke up right afterwards.

“At least we can see,” Megan piped up. Her voice grated on Shelly’s ears. It sounded too cheerful. Held too much hope.

Shelly peeped through a crack in her eyelids and found the light tolerable. It was still bright, but she could make out her surroundings if she squinted a little bit. With a groan, she realized where they were. The world around them looked washed out. There was color, but it was muted, as though anything pastel or that wasn’t white would offend the being that ruled this area. It also explained why she felt the way she did.

“We’re in the Pillar of Light’s demesne,” Mandy spoke up before Shelly could. “What we’re feeling is guilt for every sin we’ve committed.”

“I feel fine,” Megan said, her voice sounding too loud. She needed to be more reverent in this place. Couldn’t she sense that?

“You just fucked another woman’s man, outside of wedlock, and with an audience,” Shlee murmured. “How do you not feel bad about that?”

Megan seemed to consider that for a moment. “Well, I didn’t really have a choice, did I?” She shook her head. “And I did it to help someone else out.” She paused and her eyes grew large as she stared between Sheldon on the ground and Shelly in Sonia’s arms. “Oh, I get it! You didn’t have a choice when you two did it either! I’m sorry I was so rude and mean to you about that. I still think it’s disgusting, but since you weren’t in control, I guess I can get past it.”

Shelly stared at the woman, shocked. She shouldn’t feel bad about having sex with her brother? Megan could get past it? Who did this woman think she was?

Except that Shelly didn’t feel guilty about that. Five minutes ago she had, but now she didn’t. She felt overwhelming guilt for abandoning her brother as she tried to go after Jessica and ending up captured by the Myrmidon. She felt guilty about all the times she thought of her brother as foolish, but she didn’t feel anything about how much she’d enjoyed the feeling of his massive cock plumbing her insides. What was wrong with her? In the one place where guilt could be considered a physical force, the domain of Light, she should be on her knees weeping with guilt for the incestuous act.

“I can’t believe you, Megan,” Mandy spoke up, shock in her voice. “I tried to support you, even though you were chasing after my man, but to see the way you treat his sister, makes me sick.”

“What did I do to her?” Megan asked, upset. “I thought I was apologizing for the way I treated her.”

“It’s the way you’re being so condescending,” Shlee replied for the other woman. By the shadows under her eyes, she was suffering from terrible guilt, but Shelly didn’t know what the werewolf geek would have done to deserve it.

“Sorry to break into this conversation,” a male voice asked, “but can you tell me why there is an army of vampires sitting on our border?”

Shelly looked up at an image of pure beauty. His hair was golden bright, his eyes blue, and his features chiseled by the hand of God himself. Marchosias was a man of true beauty in a dark way, but this new stranger was gorgeous because of his light. Or in spite of it. He even shined a golden brilliance all his own, brighter than that of her brother. He floated a few feet off the ground, feathered white wings flapping with a lazy elegance, as though he didn’t need them to stay afloat, but enjoyed the cool air they wafted around him.

“That’s….” Shlee tried to speak, but she closed off with a sob. She dropped to her knees, and hunched over, shaking as tears streamed from her eyes.

Mandy moved to her side, trying to comfort her.

“They’re pissed off because their ruse to destroy the werewolves failed,” Megan said, her voice confident, and still not registering any remorse. “One of them tricked Shlee into falling in love with him, and then tried to kill her when she confessed that she was forced to fall in love with Eldon.”

The angel turned to face the redhead, a curious look crossing his face. “You are not without sin, yet you stand before me unfazed. What is your name, child?”

“Megan Raquel Myers,” the girl said, and it tripped something in Shelly’s mind.

“You’re the girl that was stalking my brother when I got released from the hospital!” Shelly said, accusing her. “Who are you?” Who was this woman that chased Sheldon into the Shadow World, and ended up screwing him before the Pillar of Darkness? And why didn’t she feel any guilt for her sins? “What are you?” She added as she glanced at Sonia. Even the android was feeling the effects of this place, if her shaking was any indication. Was Megan an assassin robot, as Sonia had been before? Is that why she was unaffected?

“Your father was a stalwart man,” the angel spoke, ignoring Shelly’s internal concerns. “It seems he raised you to be strong. Your brother is in heaven with him. I see from your thoughts that the Father of Lies has worried you about their fate.” The angel turned his formidable and enchanting gaze on Shelly. “No, she is no assassin, Shelly Lance. She is flawed, like any human, but she looks at the world through innocent eyes, though a different innocence than your newly souled companion. Sometimes the most innocent are the wisest. She knows that her actions moments ago were not entirely of her choosing. Lucifer could not stand to touch her long, but I can see from your thoughts that he managed to kiss her, and so cast a geis upon her. Her personality was augmented, and she forced your brother to dominate her.”

“But… but….” Shelly looked around, trying to understand. She didn’t feel guilty for screwing her brother, but did for doing what she thought was right in chasing after Jessica? It didn’t make sense. It wasn’t right, or fair! And this redheaded tart was getting off easy, even after being an exhibitionist, having sex outside of wedlock, and stalking her brother!

“Jealousy is also a sin,” the angel spoke with a calm and smooth voice. Shelly felt a new wave of guilt swarm across her skin, but pushed past it.

“We need to get to Lyden Snow,” Mandy spoke up. “We need to restore the fairy, Areth, to her natural state, and remove Satan’s blessing from Eldon before it kills him.”

And shouldn’t the four-armed twit be overcome with grief after all the deaths Sheldon and her caused? Shelly’s thoughts flared with a dark desire to have those around her feel the same burning regret that she did.

“Stop it, my love,” Sonia whispered to her, almost as though she could read Shelly’s thoughts. But she wasn’t Jessica. Jessica had been able to read Shelly’s mind, and she’d still loved her. She was likely just reading her body language, but it bothered Shelly. She pulled away and glared at her girlfriend.

“Why do you even care?” Shelly spat. “I’m ruined goods. You don’t love me because of who I am, but because it’s my soul that you stole a portion of.”

“Shelly, no…” Sonia moaned and covered her mouth. Pain reflected back in her eyes from Shelly’s harsh words.

Shelly’s guilt doubled, and she fought against the tide that tried to overwhelm her. She didn’t deserve the android’s love. She didn’t deserve anyone’s love. She was a wretched person, and she should crawl into a hole and die. King Aecus had seen how unworthy she was, and forever tainted her.

“It is always a terrible thing when someone leaves darkness, only to be blinded by the light,” the angel spoke. He moved before Shelly could react, and she felt the back of his hand press against her forehead. “Calm down child, and know that your sins are not that great. Though they seem large now, redemption is not beyond you. Forgiveness can be tough, but everyone is deserving who seeks it with true intent.”

Shelly stumbled back, numb and weak. Her guilt fled as fast as the darkness had when they were sent here. She looked back at Sonia, at the anguish and torment she’d caused and felt… nothing. No, not quite nothing. She knew that deep down her words were true, even without Mandy’s presence, but she no longer felt guilt. For this one moment in time, she was incapable of feeling guilt. She knew that she cared for the android, and knew that at any other time she would feel terrible for her actions, but she couldn’t do it right at that moment.

“If that’s how you truly feel, then I won’t press my attentions on you anymore,” Sonia stated, a hitch in her voice. “I’m sworn to protect you, and I will continue to do so, but you won’t have to worry about my unwanted attentions.”

When Sonia turned her back, Shelly felt something. It wasn’t regret or remorse, but a sudden emptying within her heart. Still, she couldn’t offer any words to soften her actions. She was numb inside.

“That’s much better,” the angel said with a beatific smile. “Mortals can be such a bother. Now to offer solace to the werewolf.”

“No,” Shelly finally found her voice. She couldn’t put her finger on it, but knew that she didn’t want Shlee feeling as numb and empty as she did. She knew the woman was suffering, but this hollow feeling inside was unnatural.

The dazzling man turned to look at her with a question on his face. “Do you not wish for your compatriot to feel better? Do you truly wish her to continue to suffer?”

Shelly tried to look within herself to tell him why she felt the way she did, but there was no answer. There was nothing inside of her to answer.

“That’s quite enough, Amenadiel,” Lysa’s voice floated to them. “It’s time they returned to a less dismal location, anyway.”

The wondrous man, Amenadiel, frowned at the empty space. Even his frown was beautiful. “You should not be allowed to enter this domain. Lucifer’s current slut should be crippled with guilt and sorrow for her heinous and lascivious actions.”

“Good thing it’s just my voice, then, huh?” Lysa laughed back, a little on the malicious side. Shelly thought that if she were feeling normal, she wouldn’t have liked this side of her half-sister. “Their ride is about here. Go on, leave them to me. Shew, shew.”

“Philanderous slut,” Amenadiel muttered, but flapped his wings and flew off into the washed-out distance.

“Now then,” Lysa’s voice remained disembodied, “I’ve directed the Rocs to speed you to Gaia’s home, where Dad is currently enjoying her ministrations. You should have—Ah! Not right now, Lucy! I’m in the middle of—ungh!”

Everyone looked around, not sure what was happening. When Lysa didn’t return to talking to them, they assumed she’d been cut off by the Pillar of Darkness, somehow. Shelly still couldn’t find it within herself to care.

Mandy and Shlee looked over Sheldon, though it was obvious that Shlee was still suffering greatly from her guilt. Megan had tried to go to Sonia to talk to her, but the android ignored her. Shelly didn’t stop her when the redhead came to her next.

“What did that angel do to you?” Megan asked. “You look different.”

“Oh, yeah?” Shelly responded. “Huh.”

“Yeah,” Megan nodded. “You look like you don’t have a care in the world. You used to have this look in your eyes, like the world was out to get you, or something. Now? Now, you look… innocent.”

“Okay.” Shelly was already bored with this conversation. Overhead, she noticed two massive birds circling. They at least, were interesting to watch.

They landed a short distance away and cawed in unison. Shelly turned her back and started walking away.

“Where are you going?” Megan shouted after her. The woman still hadn’t learned to be respectful in this place, but Shelly no longer cared.

“To go find something more interesting to do.” She didn’t even bother turning around to shout back. “I’ve already ridden my Roc. Nothing new, there.”

“Shi—” Sonia tried to swear, but couldn’t finish the word. “Fu— Da— Mother trucking son of a serpent! What is wrong with you, Shelly? Aren’t you concerned about your brother, or returning Areth to her form?”

Shelly stopped and considered that for a moment. She turned and regarded the boring group. Mandy and Shlee were climbing up on one Roc, while Sonia approached the other with caution. For a moment Shelly was curious to know how six of them were going to ride on two Rocs, but the feeling was fleeting.

“No thanks,” she turned and continued walking. Part of her was interested in getting her brother help, but she’d spent lots of time with her brother. She hadn’t been in the dreary looking Pillar of Light’s demesne very often, or even met the Pillar. She wondered what he would be like. As far as she knew, no one had seen the divine being in centuries.

“What did that bastard do to you?” Sonia shouted after her, but she ignored the spy andoid. She was no longer important, or interesting.

Shelly walked on for a bit, trying to find anything interesting to look at, but everything was so bland. Maybe she should have gone with the others. She could have moved faster that way, and maybe found something that would catch her interest.

She felt the gust of wind just in time to turn around and see the massive claw grip her. The ground dropped away as her Roc flew towards Gaia’s home.

* * * *

Being held in a claw was fun for the first couple minutes. It took her a bit of effort to get her body turned around so she could watch the ground fly past. In her efforts, she almost worked herself out of the talons holding her. She wondered if it would be fun to plummet to the ground. The fun wouldn’t last long, though. She knew she should be afraid of that thought, but even fear was beyond her.

At least when they crossed the border, real colors returned. Greens, browns, and even blue from the hot spring that she’d nursed Jessica back to health after the myrmidon attack. Something deep inside finally twisted at that thought, and she shoved it down hard.

That event was probably a ruse, she realized, now that she could think about it objectively. And the ogres that kept appearing out of nowhere when they’d first met her. All of it a trick to allow Jessica to get in close to them, so she could…. Could what? Jessica must have also found a way to kill Varun in his weakened state. What other tricks had the woman played on them, that they still didn’t see?

Such thoughts entertained her until she was dropped onto a ledge. Then she had plenty to keep her occupied and entertained.

At first, she had trouble understanding the chaos in the large round room. Gloria was charging in, sword raised as if she was going to attack, but Shelly knew that couldn’t be right. Gloria was a good person… wasn’t she?

The memory of Gloria putting them all to sleep and blocking their memories of the orgy flashed through her mind. Now, an orgy sounded like fun! It was the only orgy she could recall being a part of. For some reason she used to think they were too raunchy. Now, one seemed like just the right thing to fill that emptiness she felt inside.

“Hey!” Shelly waved at her brother’s ex-girlfriend. “Hey, Gloria! Want to create another orgy? That sounds like lots of fun! Just don’t make me forget this time.”

Gloria slowed down and looked distracted for a moment, which was just long enough time for the ground to open up and swallow her to her neck.

“Well, fuck!” Shelly swore, seeing her chance for entertainment passing away. Then she realized what she’d said, and laughed. “Fuck,” she repeated and giggled. Why had she been so afraid to use that word before? It felt liberating. “Fuck, fuck, fuckitty, fuckfuckfuck!”

“Shelly?” Lyden asked. “What’s wrong with you?” There was concern and fear in his voice as he stared at his vulgarity-spewing daughter. There was a dark patch on his side that she chose to ignore.

“Daddy!” she called to him, and ran to hug his strong frame. She hadn’t realized just how handsome he was. He was so manly, and strong. “Daddy, do you want to fuck? I’m so bored!”

His strong arms shoved hard against her, pushing her away. He spun on where Gloria had transformed into a snake, but was still trapped in the ground.

“What did you do to my daughter, you serpent?” Lyden screamed at the goddess.

“Daddy,” Shelly tried to tell him. “She didn’t do anything to me. The angel did! Oh, I should have fucked him! He was so gorgeous, too!”

“Mr. Snow,” Mandy spoke up, “Shelly is right. Gloria may be the original temptress, but your daughter was like this before we arrived.”

Lyden spun on the four-armed woman, rage billowing like dark clouds in his gray eyes. “What is the meaning of this? What’s happened to my…. Is that Sheldon? Sheldon!”

For a moment, Shelly was miffed at being forgotten as her father ran to where Sheldon lay on the ground. Like the boring sod he was, he didn’t do anything. Shelly was more interesting than her brother! With the orgy idea still fresh in her mind, she was tempted to strip and show everyone how much more interesting she could be, but no one was paying her any mind. Even Gloria in her snake form was staring at Eldon, frantically wriggling to escape her earthen prison.

She turned to leave these miserable people, but found that one person was still paying attention to her. Sonia blocked her path. The android’s eyes showed fear and confusion, and no small amount of pain. Shelly knew she was the cause of that pain, but couldn’t bring herself to care. She was numb to all emotions but boredom, it seemed.

“Will you entertain me,” Shelly asked her girlfriend. “Or are you going to be as boring as them?”

“Shelly!” Sonia shouted in her face, and then slapped her. The pain was novel for a few seconds, but even that wore off quickly. “What is wrong with you? Gloria is trying to kill the Pillar of Earth, your family is under attack, and you want to be entertained?”

“So what?” Shelly shrugged and tried to step around Sonia. The android moved to block her. She moved again, but the other woman mirrored her. “What does it matter? We’re all going to die eventually, anyway. Is it so wrong that I want to have a little fun first? I’m done dealing with the pain and guilt I suffered before. Can’t you be happy for me? I thought you were supposed to care about me.”

She watched as anguish spread again across Sonia’s beautiful features. She knew her words had hurt the woman, but didn’t possess enough empathy to understand how.

Sonia gripped Shelly by the shoulders and spun her around fast enough to make her dizzy. She was facing her family again.

Everyone other than Gloria and Gaia were huddled over Sheldon. The Pillar of Earth had her hand outstretched to the landlocked goddess, Aphrodite. Gloria’s face was pained as she looked at her ex-boyfriend even as her body fought to get closer to Gaia, sword in hand. Apparently, she’d changed back into her human form. For a moment, Shelly envied Gloria and her brother the ability to change into living forms. Her ability to change into inanimate objects was useless by comparison.

“What happened to him?” Gloria demanded. “Who hurt him? Please, let me go to him.”

“You’re still trying to kill me,” Gaia responded in a strained voice. Shelly noted that sweat beaded on her brow. “I know you’re under Jessica’s control, but I can’t let you go.”

“But his mind!” Gloria screamed. “He’s in pain. He needs me!”

“You abandoned him!” Shlee retorted with rage. Shelly thought it was interesting the way her face elongated into a snout filled with sharp fangs for just a moment. Then the werewolf had to ruin it by regaining her composure.

“You left him after putting a love spell on Shlee,” Mandy piped in next. The four-armed woman always had something to say, though Shelly appreciated that you could always trust what she said. “Or don’t you remember breaking his heart? Shlee and I were the ones to mend him. You don’t deserve to breathe the same air as him!”

For almost three seconds Shelly thought that they might get into a cat fight, and that might at least be a bit entertaining. Instead, Mandy turned back to Sheldon and explained to his father what they’d been through. Since Shelly already knew most of that, she found it incredibly boring.

She struggled against the iron grip of the android, attempting to get free and leave. There was an opening along one wall that would be a great way to escape these people. She knew they were several stories up, but didn’t care. Perhaps the fall would entertain her.

Something sharp poked the back of her neck a split moment after Sonia released her. She ignored it, seeing her chance at freedom. It was only a few steps away…. Except that as she watched, the room lengthened and dimmed. Reaching for the light, grasping for her escape, she realized she was laying on the floor, drool slipping from her slack lips. When had that happened?

* * * *

Shelly blinked a few times, looking around in the bright light. She felt cold. Glancing down, she found nothing on her body. Her tits pointed freely to the sky, the nubs of her nipples hard and straining. Countless wires protruded from her arms, chest, and probably further down, but she couldn’t see that far. They led off in every direction. She tried to see where they went, but they vanished into darkness. The only light was shining right on her, making it hard to see beyond it. She tried to struggle, to move, but her body refused to obey. A closer look showed manacles holding her against an upright metal slab. Even without the manacles, she couldn’t get any muscles below her neck to even twitch, much less move.

She knew she should feel fear, or panic, or anything, other than complete emptiness. Oh well. At least the cold was interesting, in that it caused her to feel something.

“She’s awake,” a dispassionate voice said, that sounded even colder because it came from speakers.

“Shelly?” Sonia asked, her voice filled with fear and concern. She was in the room with Shelly. The tubes and wires protruding from Shelly’s skin shifted as Sonia approached into the light. “Shelly, it’s me, Sonia.”

“Yeah?” Shelly asked, disinterested in the woman herself, but interested in the fact that all the tubes and wires went into the android. “I know that. I’m bored.”

“You’re… bored…” Sonia asked, as though trying to ascertain the meaning of those simple words.

For an android, she sure can be dense, Shelly thought.

“Shelly, I want you to go into your Mens Mundi,” Sonia went on. “I want you to–”

Of course! Shelly thought with a sense of triumph, ignoring whatever else the boring synthetic woman had to say. She could do or be anything she wanted in her Mens Mundi. She cursed herself for not having thought of it sooner. There was even an old geezer there who was willing to entertain her. She couldn’t remember why she hadn’t wanted to before, but now that seemed like a perfect distraction.

Closing her eyes, she sunk deep into her mind. Always before she had needed to be near death to find it, but now it felt as though there was a guiding hand, leading her ever deeper. Taking her to the mental space that was all hers.

Except that when she opened her eyes, it wasn’t the beach, or anywhere else that she recognized. She was in a lavish room, decorated with pillows of multiple colors, shapes, and patterns strewn all over the place. In fact, she couldn’t even see the floor. Taking a step forward, her foot landed on something soft and warm.

“Oy!” Shouted the old geezer she’d been thinking about a moment before. She made sure she was already naked as she looked down to find him buried beneath a number of cushions. “Watch where you’re… walk…ing.” The old man shook himself and took in her body. “Do my eyes deceive me? April, is that you? No, your hair is too dark.” He rubbed at his eyes as he stood up. Shelly noted with disappointment that he was fully clothed in dark robes that swathed him from chin to feet. “Shelly, why are you naked? Come to tease you grandfather?”

“I’m bored,” Shelly told him. Those robes looked like they would come off easily enough. “Let’s fuck.”

Shemhazau’s eyes grew large as a grin split his lips. He reached for a clasp on his robes, but then his face fell and he looked closer at her. “Something’s wrong…” he said, his voice indicating that he was trying to figure out what.

“Of course it is,” Shelly snapped, losing her patience. “Your cock isn’t pumping in and out of my pussy. God! Why won’t anyone entertain me?”

“God?” Shemhazau took a step back from her and his eyes sharpened. “You’re bored, and no longer care about incest, or anything like that? Damn that Amenadiel! I recognize his handiwork.”

“Do you know how to fix it?” Another voice broke in. “Your son said you might have an idea where you lived in the Pillar of Light’s Demesne for so long. I had to enter her mind, then talk her into coming here.”

Shelly turned to see the irritating android standing a few feet away.

“Go away,” Shelly commanded her, mentally shoving her from her inner mind. She didn’t leave, and Shemhazau was now staring in awe at Sonia. Shelly didn’t understand why. It’s not like the robot was naked and willing to throw herself onto his fuck-stick. Not like Shelly was.

“I felt her push you away, but you’re still here… How?” Shemhazau asked. “This is her mind. She rules here.”

“There is a 87 percent probability that it’s because I possess part of her soul,” Sonia replied with the most uninteresting information in the world. “There is also a 45 percent chance that she really doesn’t want me to leave. There is also a uncertain percentage of chance that the fact that I am linked directly into her mind allows me to resist being expunged.”

Shelly wasn’t stupid, and she knew that added up to more than one hundred percent. The machine must be broken.

“That doesn’t add up,” Shemhazau said.

“Right?” Shelly agreed, annoyed.

“They are not exclusive,” Sonia said. “They are three different calculations. But we need to know if you can do anything to help her.”

“I don’t know…” the old guy shook his head. “Maybe.”

Once again, Shelly was ignored and found herself without anything to entertain her. Since this was her mind, she decided to go somewhere else. Maybe she could imagine someone to entertain her, and make her happy.

“What do you mean?” Sonia asked, fear and worry in her voice.

Why was Shelly still here? She’d tried to go somewhere else, but nothing happened. This was her Mens Mundi. She should be in control here, but try as she might, she couldn’t leave this den of pillows.

“Amenadiel stripped her of anything that might cause guilt. Think of Adam and Eve before the apple. It was actually a plum, by the way, and Eve came first, but that doesn’t really matter here. Before they ate the fruit of knowledge, they were completely innocent. The difference with my granddaughter is that she had knowledge before, so when Amenadiel stripped her of all her guilt, he took too much. He took what made her human. Now she’s little more than an animal that knows how to talk. Consequences have no meaning to her.”

“But you might be able to fix her?” Sonia pressed.

Shelly stumbled her way to one wall and banged against it, trying to escape.

“It’s no use, Shelly,” Shemhazau said, his voice sad. “Once I knew what happened to you, I transferred you to my Mens Mundi. Think of it like a dream within a dream. I rule here. Not you.”

“Shemhazau!” Sonia yelled. “I need to know if you can fix her or not. There are other things transpiring in the real world that need my attention, but I need to have her back the way she was. I… I need her.”

“Oh, sure!” Shelly sneered. “I needed you to entertain me, but no! You were too good for that. Now you want to claim you need me?”

Seeing the pain wash across Sonia’s face almost made Shelly feel something.

“I don’t know!” Shemhazau answered Sonia, ignoring Shelly. “The person rarely ever survives long after. They have no sense of self preservation. I’ve never had the chance to try anything.”

“Can we get Amenadiel to reverse it?” Sonia pressed.

“Angels aren’t capable of giving or causing guilt. That’s something that has to come from the person’s soul. Amenadiel tore that part of her out. She can no more grow that part back than could a regular human grow back an arm that was cut off.” A couch appeared behind Shemhazau, and he fell into it.

So, she was missing part of her soul? That was almost entertaining. A memory flickered across her mind of how miserable she’d been before the angel took it all away. She didn’t know if she was better off without it, or feeling something that strong would be better than this numbness.

“Her soul…” Sonia trailed off, then rushed towards the relaxing man. “Part of her soul is in me! From before this was done to her. Could we use that to fix her broken part?”

“Part of her soul…” Shemhazau rubbed at his chin, and nodded. “Yes… Maybe… I’m not sure. How did you get part of her soul?”

“We’re not sure, but we think it might have been from when I was in her mind space before,” Sonia said. “Just being here allowed a portion of her soul to enter me.”

They both turned and looked at Shelly.

“If you’re not going to fuck me, or do something fun, then you can go fuck off,” she informed them. Why had she ever thought swearing was a bad thing?

The man shook his head. “Sharing space in someone’s Mens Mundi has the effect of melding souls, but if that was all it took, then I think we’d be seeing something by now.” Their faces fell in unison, but the man perked up a moment later. “Perhaps if you two got intimate!”

“Excuse me?” Sonia demanded at the same time Shelly said, “Finally!”

Sonia continued on, “Do your perversions know no bounds? I told you we need to help her, and your response is to have sex with her? How depraved are you?”

“Hear me out,” Shemhazau held his hands up in a warding gesture. “If it was just about me being lewd, I’d do it myself. Well, I would if I could get it up for her, but her current condition is a turnoff for me. You’re the one with a piece of her original soul, so it has to be you that does it. The closeness you both shared in the past should help in the transference and restoration of her soul. I can’t promise it will be enough, but right now it’s the only one you have.”

Sonia’s eyes narrowed as she regarded him. “You’ve been in here longer than anyone. Why don’t you have a portion of her soul?”

Shemhazau’s face fell even further as he shook his head. “What I have… and what I am can’t help her. I’m not enough of me to possess her soul, or any soul for that matter.”

Sonia looked at him for a few more moments before finally turning and giving Shelly some attention. For her part, Shelly had entertained herself by picking up pillows and throwing them at the other two. They always vanished before striking either one, but at least it was something to do in this prison.

“I’ll try it, but not with you here, old man,” Sonia stated with finality. “You said we were in your mindscape? I want you to return us to hers.”

“Done,” Shemhazau said. Folding his arms before his face, he nodded and their surroundings and him vanished. They were in a dull gray room, unadorned with decorations or furniture of any sort.

“I don’t trust that man,” Sonia said, looking around with a frown. “Do you mind making some furniture or something to prove it’s your Mens Mundi?”

“You mean like a chair or something?” She asked, looking around, she found the place to be the very epitome of boring and droll.

“Think of something else, but don’t say it out loud,” Sonia replied. “I don’t want him trying to mimic something you say.”

Shelly bent her mind to the task, thinking that this was something worth doing to help lighten up this place. She was supposed to be here to get it on with the android… So a bed would be a good start. With a wave of her hand, it appeared before them, but unlike the one she’d pictured, rich, soft, and covered in lavish red blankets, it was dull and gray as well.

“I’m sensing a theme here,” Sonia stated with a grimace.

Annoyed, Shelly concentrated on the bed, and tried to force it to change colors. It didn’t budge.

“He must still be here,” Shelly growled. “I can’t change its color.”

Sonia glanced around, then examined Shelly’s naked body with shrewd intensity. “No, I think this is your mindscape. I think everything is gray because of your damaged soul. I don’t think you have the capacity to add color here.”

Shelly continued to try anyway. Annoyance wasn’t a pleasant emotion, but at least she felt something.

Sonia walked up to her and gripped her by the shoulders. Turning her to face the synthetic woman, she said, “If you want to make changes, then you’re going to need to come over here and do as your grandfather suggested. If he’s wrong, or lied to us, I can assure you I will destroy whatever is left of him.” There was no response from the horny old man. If he was spying on them, he was wise enough to keep quiet.

As far as Shelly was concerned, she didn’t care if Shemhazau was watching. Regarding doing what he said, it beat the frustration of trying to change her surroundings.

Shelly looked deep into Sonia’s green eyes, and thought she found something familiar within their depths. A part of her she no longer recognized cried out for that, and before she knew it, she’d leaned in and kissed Sonia.

The android wasted no time in returning the kiss. As their lips met, soft and sensual at first, but building to a hunger that Shelly had forgotten. It started in her stomach, just behind her navel. A sensation that felt both glorious and nervous.

Unbidden, Shelly’s arms lifted and pulled Sonia in closer to her. That weird feeling warmed and started to spread, filling her abdomen and rising up into her chest. She didn’t know if she really had a heart in this gray place, but she felt it beat faster. She wanted more!

With almost no effort, she picked up the android and carried her to the bed. Sonia lay naked, but calm as she looked up at Shelly. For her part, Shelly’s face bore a hungry look, not for the android, but for the feelings that the android stirred within her wounded soul.

Crawling over the prone synthetic-life, Shelly again pressed her lips to Sonia’s. This time she slipped her tongue from between her teeth, and thrilled when she felt the other woman meet hers. Shelly’s breasts pressed down, her nipples hard, and she felt her vulva swell and slicken with desire at the increased physical contact.

This is what she’d wanted! This is what she’d craved! The emptiness inside her was filling, and she was feeling again! Why hadn’t anyone been willing to do this for her until now? There were plenty of people around previously, but Sonia was the only one willing to help her. Or at least, that’s how she saw things. Whatever the reason was, she felt grateful to Sonia for making her feel again.

In fact, she felt something else fill up, as Sonia’s deft fingers slipped down to her cunt. At first the android worked the magic little nub above her opening, making Shelly moan with increased desire and heat. First one, and then a second finger slipped into her slick folds. Shelly ground her hips against the invading digits with relish.

“Do me too,” Sonia demanded around their kiss.

Shelly ignored her. This wasn’t about the other woman. This was about Shelly, and Shelly was finally getting to feel something again.

She shut the other woman up by gripping Sonia’s head and pulling her back into the kiss. She felt the other woman grimace, but she didn’t stop what she was doing, so Shelly didn’t care.

As Sonia continued to work her skills in Shelly’s quim, she started to feel a different sensation build, one that was separate and distinct from the sensations growing in her. Shelly’s moans grew in volume, until she could no longer maintain the kiss, and turned her head to the side in order to pant out her pleasant sounds.

“Oh, fuck, that feels good,” she mewled as Sonia brought her closer to climax. “Keep going. I’m so close!”

Instead, to her annoyance, Sonia pulled her fingers out and brought them up to Shelly’s lips. Without even thinking about it, she let the other woman place the two slick fingers in her mouth, and sucked them. Sonia’s lips came up, and joined hers in cleaning the shiny digits for a brief moment, and Shelly thought she felt a little more connected with the woman.

“I want you to sit on my face,” Sonia said when they were done licking every trace of Shelly’s juices from the android’s fingers.

Shelly wasn’t about to complain about receiving more pleasure and moved up the other woman’s body. Right away, she noticed a slacking of sensation as she was no longer in so much physical contact with the android. She debated for only a moment on returning to kissing Sonia, but a better idea occurred to her. Turning around, she planted her nether lips on Sonia’s talented mouth, and then lay forward, allowing her body to rest on the other woman’s.

She felt Sonia’s tongue probe and lick along her labia, sending shivers up along her spine. Shelly wrapped her arms around Sonia’s body, trying to maximize the amount of contact, and therefore the connection they were sharing. Everything felt so much better that way. She found her head pressed against Sonia’s mound, and despite herself, she turned into it, tasting her inner folds.

Sonia’s hips bucked as the tip of Shelly’s tongue flicked across her clit. Sonia rewarded her by inserting two fingers into Shelly, and attacking her clit with fervor. Shelly nearly screamed with how great that felt. Realizing that she was getting treated better and pleased more by pleasing the android, Shelly dove in with gusto, trying to give as good as she was getting.

Shelly used her hands to spread Sonia open, and attacked the sweet opening with her lips, tongue, and even teeth. The android’s hips lurched and bucked under Shelly, even as her own did the same against Sonia’s hungry mouth.

“So close,” Sonia moaned. Shelly thought about doing to her what she’d done to Shelly, but felt her own climax approaching, and didn’t want to ruin it.

She sucked hard on Sonia’s clit as she inserted a finger from each hand into the inviting hole. Shelly still came first, as the two separate feelings in her stomach commingled and joined, melding into something new and wonderful. The catalyst that was her orgasm fused the feelings even as they exploded throughout her body.

The two women tumbled in the lush bed, rolling on top of each other as they continued to suck and lick each other’s most private parts. As each woman came, their moans filled the small room, and filled each other with a greater sense of purpose and caring. At one point, Shelly wasn’t sure where she left off and the android began. She even thought she could remember being assembled in a factory, and having a direct uplink to the internet. She felt what Sonia felt for her, and even though the android was a being whose mind was comprised of ones and zeros, Shelly had no doubt that Sonia loved her.

With a sudden crashing of emotion, Shelly pushed the other woman away. Her face was wet from more than Sonia’s vaginal juices. Tears seeped from her eyes as she buried her face in her hands.

“Shelly?” Sonia asked, worry and fear thick in her voice. A moment later she asked again, this time with awe in her question, “Um… Shelly? Look.”

“No,” Shelly sobbed. “I can’t… Don’t look at me.” Shame filled her, replacing the wonderful feelings she’d felt only moments before. She was changed inside, and wasn’t sure of what that meant. Had she really wanted to feel anything just a bit ago? She felt horrible, and not just for the way she’d behaved after Amenadiel took a portion of her soul away.

Sonia loved and cared for her in a way that Shelly knew she couldn’t return. Too much of her heart still belonged to Jessica. She cared for Sonia; cared a lot. And maybe somewhere deep down, she could admit that she loved Sonia. But it wasn’t on the same unconditional, and unselfish way that Sonia loved her.

Was Sonia able to love Shelly so deeply because it was Shelly’s soul that powered that emotion? Shelly didn’t know, but she knew she didn’t deserve that kind of devotion.

“Shelly, the room…” Sonia was still talking to her. She realized that she was also being shaken by a firm grasp on her shoulders. “Look at the room!”

Despite her inner turmoil, Shelly found herself obeying the command, and peeked through her fingers. What had once been a dull gray and lifeless room was now vibrant with colors. The bed was a lush red color that contrasted with the blue carpet and white walls. She thought the room was too bright for her mood, and watched as it dimmed, the light fading just as she knew that her hope for a happy future was fading.

“You’re back!” Sonia pulled her into a gleeful hug, her strong arms almost crushing her, but not nearly as crushing as her inner guilt.

“I’m back,” Shelly muttered as a fresh set of tears poured from her eyes. She almost, almost, wished she could go back to being numb.

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From the Author

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I’ve said before that this story is not dead, and I mean it. There is an ending coming… sooner rather than later. I won’t say more than that as it’s not written yet, except to say that there is a final story planned to round this series out as a trilogy. The final story will have new characters, and a new main (but someone you’ve met in this book), and will continue shortly after this one ends.

I want to thank everyone who is still reading these, and who have stuck around. I’m sorry it’s taken so long to get this chapter out, and I promise the next one *should* drop within a couple weeks. It’s written, just needs editing.

Please let me know what you think of this chapter in the comments below. Even if all you do is chew me out for the long hiatus, I want to hear from you. I read all the comments here… Literotica and XNXX, not as religiously.

Thank you!

-Sselxuyt, DBs_Bro, Zerg Rush (My 3 writing aliases)

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Kinsey walks into their living room and catches her husband, David, looking up their daughter’s nighty

I still thought of my fourteen-year-old daughter as a little girl until the day I accidentally caught my husband, David, looking at her as something more. It was summer, and David and I are both school teachers, so all three of us were stagnant for the summer. We were occupying ourselves by watching a movie and I was returning from the kitchen with popcorn for the night. Emily was lying on the couch, completely unaware, knees up, her phone propped in front of her, offering her father a perfect view under her nightgown. Her nightgown was plenty long enough under normal circumstances, but with her feet on the couch, pulled in to lift her knees, most of her thighs were in view, along with some of her panties. I halted, not because of the way Emily was sitting, but because her dad was sneaking a peak.

I stood there and watched for nearly a minute. Emily seemed completely unaware. Her attention was completely on her phone as usual and David kept looking, staring right up her nighty, the bulge in his sweats showing his interest.

I couldn’t blame David for looking for a couple of reasons. My daughter hasn’t quite figured it out yet. She’s still a little young, but also, her figure isn’t perfect. She’s not the skinny model type, nowhere near fat, mind you, but her legs are thick, mostly with muscle from soccer. Her stomach is still fairly flat, showing signs of definition when she flexes and for a girl her age, she has nice sized breasts. I’ve seen her naked and if I were a man, I’d want to look too. I also couldn’t blame David, because I wasn’t appalled by him looking at her. In fact, seeing him looking at her made me a little wet. I’d never told anyone this, but when I was her age, I used to sit on my father’s lap, just to see if I could get a rise out of him. When I did, it excited me, making me feel a little sexier than I did before I discovered what happened to men when pretty girls sat on their laps. Nothing ever happened between my father and I, but a few times, I let myself fantasize about what I would do if he ever tried anything with me. My only regret, I think, is that nothing ever did.

A part of me wanted her experience to be different.

Once I realized that there was nothing more to see, I continued into the living room and retook my seat on the loveseat. Emily kept her position for a while as the movie played, but David was no longer free to look over at her without risking me seeing him.

The rest of the night was eventless, but I couldn’t get the incident out of my mind. I kept seeing him gazing at her and it made me wonder where he was at. Whether he was capable of sharing an experience with Emily that my father wasn’t capable of sharing with me. God knew I tried a few times. Prancing around my house in my panties, trying to get my father to notice me, which, in his defense, he did, always reminding me to go back to my room and put something on. Not the reaction I was hoping for.

The next morning, I decided to take a little action. I put a lot of thought into it the evening before, trying to figure out how to plant the seed, either in David’s head to get him to try something with her, or in Emily’s to get her to want him to. I decided Emily was my best option. David already had the incest seed somewhere in his mind. For my plan to work, Emily needed to be on the same page.

“Can I talk to you for a minute,” I asked her after knocking on the frame of her open bedroom door. She was in her room, headphones donned, partying away to music I didn’t understand. She looked a little annoyed, but she stopped her music and removed her headphones.

“Is it important?” she asked me. “I’m not in the mood right now for lectures, mom.”

“Oh, boy,” I said.

“Seriously? It’s summer, mom. No lectures, please?”

“Well, I’ll try not to make it sound like a lecture then. I’ll just inform you of what happened last night.”

“What happened? Grandma’s okay, isn’t she?”

“She’s fine. It’s about your father,” I said. I turned and closed the door and then sat down next to her.

“What about dad? Wait? You two are happy, right?”

“We’re fine. Just listen and stop trying to guess.”

“Okay,” she said.

“I don’t want to creep you out or anything, all right. But I think it’s important to understand something about men.”

“What?” she asked, looking confused and her curiosity was getting up there.

“Men like to look at women.”

“Duh,” she said. “I’m not like, a total moron, mom.”

“Well, I just need you to be aware of that. You know? Mind what you are wearing and how you’re wearing it, that’s all.”

“What’s wrong with what I wear?”

“Nothing,” I said.

“Then, I don’t get it, mom? This whole conversation seems weird.”

“I saw your father looking at you last night.”

“Looking at me, uh … how?” she said.

“On the couch. You had your knees propped up and your nightgown was open. Hon? You’re a beautiful young woman. Nice to look at. I think your father was just a little curious, that’s all.”

“He was, like? Trying look up my nightgown? Like? Creeping me?”

“Is that what they call it now?”

“Yeah, if he was looking at me like that. It’s a definite creeping.”

“I don’t think your dad’s a creep, honey.”

“It’s just a term, mom. It’s what it’s called. They have like, websites dedicated to it. People put little webcams … anyway, it’s just a term. I’m not actually calling dad a creep.”

“I’m only telling you so you can be aware, okay? I think you should know that if you wear certain clothing, your father seems willing to … look.”

I started to get up, figuring I’d honor my word about not lecturing her.

“So, are you like? Gonna start sharking what I wear now?”

“No,” I said. “I think it’s harmless either way. I just thought it was fair for you to know. Wear what you want.”

I thought I handled it pretty well. I didn’t want to make anything too obvious. My hope was simply to plant the seed. Her father liked looking at her. If she liked him looking, she’d do the rest. She’d give him more opportunities to see things.

But it didn’t work. Nothing more happened. The only thing I noticed was that she was following my advice, going out of her way to wear longer skirts and an older nightgown that hung to the floor. I was disappointed to say the least. At that point, I knew I needed to let it go. The only way I wanted anything to happen between her and her father was if she wanted it to. Apparently, she didn’t.

Not at first.

It took a couple of days. Prior to that, I did notice her looking at her father differently. It was clearly on her mind. She didn’t really treat him any differently. All she did was look at him a little more often than she used to. Wondering.

Three nights later, we decided to watch another movie and Emily was in the same night gown she wore the night I first saw David looking at her, but she wasn’t on the couch. I was. I laid there and Emily laid on the floor, munching the popcorn I made, her nightgown lay across the back of her thighs, making me wish it was just a little higher. Her panties were covered, but I couldn’t help but notice David glancing at her again, most likely wishing the same thing I was. At first, that’s all there was to it. Emily lying there, her nightgown teasing both David and I, David, occasionally glancing down at the backs of her stern thighs.

And then she changed things a little. She looked over at him, just as his eyes were diverting from her and I saw it. Curiosity. She reached back, pretending to scratch her butt, ‘accidentally’ hiking her night gown up a little more, giving David just a little more to look at. She went back to watching the movie, but I’m pretty sure her peripheral attention was somewhere else. She laid there still and then a little while later, she parted her legs a little, taking another quick glance David’s way, nearly catching him again. I had a nice view from where I was sitting. She was right in front of me, so I could see her fine and I could see David without moving my eyes from the side of my vision. The bottom curve of her rump was in view and David was enjoying it a little more regularly than when her nightgown wasn’t lifted as high. With her legs slightly parted, I could see between her legs. She was a little wet down there. Just a little, the tiniest spot beginning to form.

She scratched again, lifting her nighty an inch or so higher, but also dragging some of her panties into her butt crack, quite the opposite of what women normally do. She left it there, keeping a small portion of her buttocks free to breathe air.

And then, she looked back at me. I’m pretty sure I did it in time. Just when her head began to turn twist in the opposite direction, I panicked, afraid her awareness of my presence would give her pause, so I snapped my eyes closed, pretending I had fallen asleep as I sometimes do when we watch movies at night. I waited for what felt like six eternities before I opened them again and my heart skipped a beat. She must have fallen for my ploy, because when I opened my eyes again, she had stepped it up a notch. She was lying on her back, her head cocked toward the television. She had one foot flat on the floor, propping her knee toward the ceiling and she was waving that knee back and forth, back and forth, her other leg laid casually to the side, offering David a much better view of herself. I continued to keep my eyes partially closed, but kept my eye on her, the need in my loins growing as I watched my daughter taunting her father with her family jewels.

2

From there, the escalation came a little easier. Normally, I’m the first one up, but my sleep must have been a little more restless that night and I slept in a little later than normal. I woke up at eight and David was already gone from the bed, so I got up, slipped on my robe and headed for the kitchen. I could already smell the coffee brewing and I definitely wanted a cup. Emily was getting bolder.

She was standing there in front of the coffee pot when I came in, stirring a cup of coffee for herself, wearing a half tank top and panties. Nothing more. As was the case, last night, one cheek of her panties was pulled into the crack of her ass and she was stirring her coffee more than it needed to be, her father perched onto the stool behind her, his eyes pointed directly at her rump. They diverted to me when I walked in and Emily quickly snapped to attention, spinning toward me. She reached back and jerked her panties out of the crack of her butt, grabbed her coffee and started for the archway leading out.

“What’s your hurry,” I taunted, almost relishing in the fact that I busted her again.

“Sorry, mom, I, um … just wanted a cup of coffee. I didn’t think dad was up yet.”

“Good morning,” David said as I walked up to give him my morning kiss.

“What’s on the agenda for today?” he asked me, quickly making sure the subject was on anything but Emily. I could see in his eyes that she was still on his mind and as I glanced down into his lap, I knew that was true. My body tingled again, making me want more and my mind scrambled, trying to think of how I could assist things, give them privacy and watch what happens at the same time. My devious mind supplied an answer.

“Not sure, but I’ve been getting a little bored, so I was thinking about starting my prep work for the fall. You wouldn’t mind spending a little one on one time with Emily, would you?”

“We’ve been talking about having a Star Wars marathon day, but we know how much you love Star Wars.”

“Perfect,” I said. “I think my laptop is in the Escalade, would you mind grabbing it for me?”

“Sure,” he said, popping up right away. He headed through the garage door and as soon as he was gone, I popped into the dining room, snapped open my briefcase and pulled my wifi cam out of it. I double timed it into the living room and popped it onto our bookshelves off to the side, trying to make sure it was a little obscure and pointing toward his recliner. By the time he came back in, I was back in front of the coffee pot.

“It’s not in the Escalade, or the Honda,” he said.

“Oh,” I said. “Guess I must have brought it in, but I don’t remember that,” I lied. I finished making my coffee, and took it with me.

“Let Emily know what the plans are, will you?” he asked.

“Sure, sweetie,” I said, smiling as I walked back down the hall.

I walked up to Emily’s door. It was closed and I knocked.

“Just a second,” she yelped, her voice sounding startled and quickened. A moment later, her door opened, and her face was a little flushed.

“I didn’t do it on purpose, okay?” she said, rolling her eyes and walking back to her bed. She now had on a pair of cotton shorts.

“Do what on purpose?”

“The underwear thing. I told you, I was just…”

“I already said my piece on that, Emily. I did my duty and informed you, but I told you I wasn’t going to micro-manage you on it.”

“Oh,” she said. “Sorry.” She gave me an odd, guilty look. “He wasn’t, um … you know? Looking at me again, was he?”

“Yes, he was. He’s a man, hon. Men like to look at gorgeous women, that’s all there is to it. Don’t hold it against him, all right. It’s in his instincts to look.”

“I won’t,” she said. “And I’ll try to do better about not walking around like that.”

“It’s none of my business,” I said, holding up my hand. “Wear what you want. Your father’s a good man. The only other advice I would give you would be to not sit on his lap or anything.”

“I’ve sat on his lap before,” she said. “You never made a big deal out of it before.”

I walked into her room and shut the door behind me again, going to her and sitting beside her on her bed.

“That was before, hon. Your father is obviously starting to see as more than just his daughter. You’re a beautiful young woman and he’s noticing it. If you sat on his lap now, he might take that as permission.”

“Permission to what?”

“Touch you in ways you might not want him to. He’s a man and you’re becoming a beautiful woman. I’m not sure he could resist you if you sat on his lap now.”

“I won’t,” she said.

“I’m not telling you what to, or not to do, Emily,” I said, standing back up. “I’ve done my job again and informed you. I can’t watch over you twenty-four hours a day, so if you did, for some reason, decide to sit on his lap, it wouldn’t be right for you to complain about what happens after. That’s all I’m really trying to get across to you.”

“He wouldn’t really touch me anyway,” Emily said.

“With a body like yours,” I said, standing up. I started to walk away and she watched me with eager eyes. “And if you sent him the wrong signals? Trust me, honey. I know your father much better than you do. He’s a very sexual man. He wouldn’t be able to stop himself.”

“Oh,” she said, her face a darker shade. The look in her eyes was priceless. She was stunned as her mind tried to grip what I was telling her.

“He definitely enjoyed what he saw today,” I said as I reached for her doorknob.

“Huh?” she said. “Did he tell you that?”

“His boner spoke for him,” I said. “By the way, your dad wants to watch Star Wars with you while I’m prepping for fall.”

“Okay,” she said and I could see the ideas forming in her head.

I cocked my head as I noticed something on her floor just peeking out from under her bed. The material matched her shorts and her scissors were on her night stand.

“Did you trim those shorts a little more?” I asked her.

“They were, uh … starting to fray.”

“Stand up and let me see how you look in them.”

“I think I trimmed them a little too much. I’ll throw them away,” she said.

“Let me see,” I repeated. She stood up, facing me. “Turn around,” I added, twirling my finger. She spun, letting me see the view from behind.

“Don’t throw them away,” I said. “They’re fine. They actually compliment your behind, but I’d trim them a little more. They don’t quite match and the cut is uneven.” In reality, the cut was fine. I just wanted to encourage her to cut them a little shorter, knowing full well she planned to wear them for David.

“You won’t mind if I wear them around the house?” she asked.

“Nah,” I said, waving my hand in dismissal. “What’s the worst that could happen?” Again, to plant another seed in her fertile mind. What could happen? Hopefully, a lot.

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The continuation of a man and his new two children.

The next morning, I awoke to the smell of coffee and breakfast. I grabbed a quick shower before heading downstairs in my robe. Peter was at the dining room table, eating in the nude. A place was set for Molly and I.

“No sign of your sister yet?” I asked, coming downstairs. Peter smiled around a piece of bacon he was devouring. “If her night was anything like mine, she’s probably still sleeping.” He replied with a smirk.

“Why, what kind of night did you have?” A voice said from the top of the stairs. I was just sitting down, when Molly reached the bottom of the stairs, a puzzled look on her face, and not a stitch of clothing on. She had evidently showered, since her pretty red bush looked fresh and fluffy.

“Daddy fucked me good,” Peter replied with a smile. His face had a look of dreamy remembrance on it.

Molly, one knee on her chair with the other foot on the floor, giving me a perfect chance to enjoy her nude form, grabbed a piece of bacon with wide eyes.

“Did you get fucked in the butt?” she asked in disbelief.

Peter shrugged. “Well, yeah, that’s how it works.” he teased his sister.

Molly looked to me, her eyes had that wet, hurt look to them.

“Sis, don’t get upset. He’ll do you too.”

I suddenly felt bad, as if I had unintentionally chosen one sibling over the other. Molly sat on her chair to listen as Peter told her of his adventure. If she was still hurt, she hardly showed it. I saw her hand go down into her lap as he told her about our mutual oral sex.

Obviously rubbing herself as she listened, she finally broke in with a question. “Did he cum in you?” she asked in a voice that was huskier than she normally sounded like.

Peter sat up taller in his chair. “Why do you think I’m sitting on a towel?” he proudly asked, snagging the last of the bacon. He got up and carried his dishes to the kitchen and then bounded upstairs.

“Little One,” I said quietly. She opened her eyes to look at me. “Please save that for later.” I asked of her. Her hand slowly came to rest on the tabletop. She let out a big sigh through her nose and looked at me expectantly.

“Daddy loves you, and I truly did want to fuck you last night, but that’s all it would have been. My little girl deserves better. I want to set up an entire night for you and then make love to you. Believe me, there will be plenty of times when I want to fuck you, but last night you were a little shaken by your happy accident and then I knew you’d be drained. Pardon my pun.” I said, hoping to get a laugh.

She didn’t let me down, giggling and blushing. “Okay,” she said, although she still looked a little disappointed.

“Come to me, Little One,” I told her. I pushed back my chair from the table a bit and patted my leg. When she sat across my lap, I put one arm around her shoulders and held her close. She put her left arm over my shoulder and looked into my eyes. “Believe me, Daddy loves that cute little red bush. I can’t keep my hands off it, or keep it out of my mind.” She grinned and lowered her gaze. “Tonight will be all about you. We will go out and have a fancy dinner, we’ll be a little naughty and then we can come back here. You will come to my bedroom and we will see how many times you can make me cum. How’s that sound?”

Still blushing, her smile widened and she said. “Okay, Daddy, that sounds fun.” I gave her a kiss on the forehead but I was looking at her pussy.

“Let’s be a little naughty right now.” I told her. I maneuvered her little body around so that her legs now straddled one of mine. She leaned back against me, watching my hands as they slowly came together over her tummy, the fingers interlacing.

With her ear near my mouth, I began to talk softly to her. “I love your body, Little One. It’s perfect. Completely perfect. Your little breasts,” as I mentioned them, my hands lightly stroked up her stomach to gently cover each one. “They are perfect also.” I told her. Molly took in a sharp breath as he skin broke out in goosebumps. “The size of them, the color of your little pink nipples,” my hands moved to lightly pinch them as I talked about them. I kept my left hand on her breast as I let my right trail back down her front. “That cute little tummy, so flat. Seeing you in a mid-riff shirt would drive anyone crazy. Even your belly button is just right.” I got playful and tickled her navel with my finger. She giggled and squirmed but I held her close to me. “And then,” I said, dragging only my fingernails down further. “We come to that gorgeous little kitty, with its beautiful red hair.” I slid my fingers into her bush and caught some of the hairs between them, tugging them ever so lightly. She let out a ragged breath that caught as she felt my hand travel further down. I felt her shudder as I placed my hand over her mound. I could feel her wetness leaking out already. She groaned, eyes closed, and tightened her arm around my neck to help keep herself in position.

“Does that kitty like to be petted?” I asked her. With her eyes still shut, Molly could only give me a little smile and a nod.

I started rubbing over her labia, lightly at first, waiting for a response. As she began bucking her hips toward my hand more and more, I pressed harder.

I found her slit and ran my finger up to her clit, collecting the wetness along the way. Once I hit her button, she sucked in a breath through her teeth and I knew to take it softly at first. A gentle touch had her almost purring. I ran my fingertip around her little bud, using her own juice as a lubricant. Her arm around my neck tightened even more.

“Do you like that, baby?” I asked. Molly nodded again and said, “Oh, yes.” I told her Daddy wanted to know when she cums so, she was to announce it. My little girl nodded quickly then went back to concentrating on her pussy.

While this was all going on, my robe tie had loosened and come open, revealing that I was naked underneath. My dick was free and harder than I could remember, but I gave all my attention to my Little One.

With her being so short, I had my right arm around her waist and my hand in her crotch. My left hand rested on her left thigh so I used it to further her excitement. Rubbing very softly along her lips, I wet my finger and then slipped into her. Increasing my attention on her clit, her bare legs began to shake uncontrollably with my finger sliding deeper into her warm folds.

By the time I had worked my finger in to the second knuckle, she was beginning to flail her legs. I was fingering her with an increasing tempo as my other hand blurred around her clit. Her arm over my shoulder was pulling me downward, but her lesser strength and smaller stature was no match for me. Molly began to pull herself up and then let herself sink back down on my finger as she began to pant and make little exclamations like, “Oh, fuck.” and “Oh, my god!”.

Just as I worked my finger in all the way, she made an announcement. “I’m so close, Daddy!”

I kept up my ministrations as she drew closer to cumming and to me, practically slamming my jaw together when her head bucked into my chin.

“Let it go, baby girl, cum for Daddy.” I whispered in her ear as it passed.

“Oh, god!” She suddenly tensed up, her naked feet finding the rung between the chair legs and hugging herself to me. Both fingers followed her movements, giving her all I could. A flood followed, like someone forcefully throwing the contents of a glass of water on the floor, she came. Hot liquid sprayed out of her little pussy and down to the hardwood floor in a splash.

“Oh, fuck!” My daughter suddenly yelled. She stayed tense for a moment as a little more girl juice leaked out and ran down my leg. Like a balloon someone had let the air out, Molly let out a breath and collapsed against me. “I came, Daddy.” She reported tiredly.

I held her close, turning her on my lap so she could sit across me again. Molly leaned into me, then realized where she was.

“That’s your cock?” She asked surprised. I could feel it warm against her leg

I told her yes and her eyes grew wider. She quickly got off my lap and stood before me, inspecting me.

Molly, my lovely girl, got on her knees to get a better look at my equipment. It was then that I realized it was her first time seeing me.

She stared a second then looked up at me. “Can I touch it?” She asked, so innocently that I had to smile.

“Of course, Little One,” I told her. I knew she was familiar with her brother’s cock, which had to be only half my length. She reached out and grabbed me with finger and thumb. Pulling it toward her, as much as a hard-on could bend, she looked at the tip with it’s larger than normal hole and deep purple head.

“It’s so hot,” She said, almost to herself. Gently, as if holding some delicate, priceless artifact, she cupped my balls. Molly’s eyes darted to my face to see that she wasn’t hurting me. How could she? I was hard as blue steel, having this beautiful redhead kneeling before me, holding my dick. She kept watching me as she slowly leaned forward. Finally, she placed her lips on the head of my dick. Light as a snowflake, she kissed it, then quickly looked up to see me with my eyes closed and a pleased smile on my face.

Again, Molly leaned in. I have never been one to have pre-cum. If I’m going to fire one off, I just do it, no warning beforehand. But this was a situation I had never experienced before. This girl, this beautiful dream come true, was nude, on her knees orally servicing me and doing it because she wanted to.

She took the head into my mouth, experimenting, and gave me a light suck, all the while still holding me in both her hands. It only lasted a few seconds, before she released me from her mouth and sat back.

She had a look on her face of contemplation. “You taste better than Peter. Yours tastes more like fruit. He tastes like beer.” she announced with a wrinkled nose.

I leaned forward and lifted her under the arms until she was standing. “And you taste like a fine champagne.” I told her, grabbing her around her naked waist suddenly and pulling her up on my lap. My arms trapped her on my lap and hers intertwined around my neck. I kissed her, directly on the mouth, which I think surprised her, but she kissed me back. When I went in for another, she was ready and opened her mouth. We battled tongues in a kiss that had me even harder, if that was possible. We stayed that way for a bit, until we heard Peter come back down the stairs. As he walked past us on his way to the kitchen, his off-hand comment about somebody having spilled something on the floor had us share a laugh.

I left word for Molly to take her time getting ready and even told Peter to help. He was to help her bathe, using her scented bath oil, (either lavender or lilac), and to treat her like it was a spa day. I laid out a simple black dress for her to wear on her bed and then retreated to my own suite. Hours later, rested and showered, dressed in a dark suit after a spa day for myself, I exited my rooms and headed down to meet my date. As she heard my tread on the stairs, she came forward, looking more radiant and beautiful than should be allowed. Her long, lustrous hair was freely flowing down her back, tucked behind each delicate ear, with her bangs just as they should be, on her forehead. She wore light eye make-up, giving her that so-called smokey-eye look, and a peach lipstick that went well with her complexion. I was happy to see she hadn’t hidden any of her freckles. Loosely draped over her bare shoulders was a burgundy wrap that complemented the strapless black dress I had chosen for her. I could just see the red polish on her toes as they peeked out of the open toes of her flats. In her hand, she held a simple black clutch purse.

“How do I look, Daddy?” She asked, her eyes sparkling as she watched me come down the last few stairs.

I waited until the last step to comment, teasing her. I adjusted my cuff links and straightening my tie before commenting.

Dutifully, she stood, expectantly waiting for my reply. I went up to her quickly, my arm snaking around her and pulling her close roughly.

“You,” I whispered to her in a taut, lowered voice. “have to be the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.” I dipped her and kissed her passionately. She at first had to overcome her shock and surprise at my expression of lust and desire and then returned the kiss wholeheartedly. Peter leaned against the door into the kitchen, his arms crossed against his chest and surprisingly, wearing a pair of swimming trunks. He wore a sly smile as he asked, “Well, how did I do?”

I winked to him and stood his sister back on her feet, holding her a moment to make sure she was steady enough. “She looks perfect. Thank you.” I said as sweeping headlights shined in the front windows.

Peter walked us to the door. “Your ride awaits,” he said with flourish as he opened the door. I squeezed a butt cheek of his as we walked out.

“She couldn’t look better.” I told him.

Molly couldn’t believe I had hired us a limousine, black of course, with a driver separated from us by a solid partition. As soon as we were inside, she threw herself at me. We made out like teenagers on their way to prom.

“Oh, I am so horny,” she admitted to me, straddling my lap. “Peter teased me all day!” She sat on me, going over her day. “First he gave me a bath and washed my hair twice. Then he conditioned it and my kitten fur.” She smiled wickedly. “He even combed my hair, one hundred times like I always do. Then he brushed my kitty. He teased that you would like it soft. He even stuck the brush handle into me to make me get all wet.”

I adjusted my hard-on as she continued. “Then, when I was done in the bath, he led me to the masseuse table. He had a TV set up in the room, along with a porno on. He gave me a hot oil rubdown while he played an anal porn movie. He kept telling me you like to have anal sex.” Here she got a nervous look and bit her lip. “Is that true?”

Contemplating being honest with her and the potential to scare her, I decided to try and alleviate her mind for the evening. “I do enjoy anal, but I would not enjoy hurting you. I wouldn’t try it until you had been prepared and you were ready.”

She nodded. “Okay, cuz the movie really got me going, but I have to admit that I’m scared about it hurting. I mean, I want to make you happy, but its a little scary.”

Moving her past her apprehensions, I asked her what else she had done today. “Well, Peter gave me a facial.” Here she smirked at the term, realizing the double meaning, but I didn’t comment. “And a manicure. He’s really good at it. I swear sometimes that he’s gay.” she added, her excitement causing her to talk quickly. “He helped with my makeup too, and then helped me get dressed. He was telling me all kinds of things to get me excited, like what position did I think we’d first do it in? And did I want to suck your cock and would I try 69 with you, and would I swallow your cum? Stuff like that. He even told me how good it felt when you fucked him.” As she recalled her sexual conversations, her hand trailed down her front, intent on a little self-pleasure. I took her by the wrist, teasingly removing it to my shoulder and kissed her once more.

She then slid off my lap, turned around and sat down the seat that faced us. While looking at me, she slowly hitched her dress up a bit, teasing me with her bare legs.

“You know, you could just fuck me now, we could skip dinner,” she said wickedly. Her feet came up a bit, giving me even more of a look at her. She was more excited than I have ever seen, teasing me and herself by running her fingertips over herself through her dress. She was practically begging me to dive on her. “Fuck me now, no one will know.” I was half-tempted, but I knew making her wait while continuing to stoke the fire her brother had started would make our sex encounter even more hot.

Activating the intercom to the driver, I gave him an address to head to before the restaurant. He readily acknowledged and I felt the car change lanes. I let Molly sit across from me, teasing me and telling me about the porno, but I would not let her touch herself directly. Just as the car came to a stop, I asked her if she was wearing panties.

“Should I be?” she asked, looking embarrassed. Then a sly grin broke out on her porcelain face.

“Yes, Peter said I should.”

I reached for the door handle. “Good, come with me, Little One,” I led her out of the car, which sat in front of a store front on a quiet street. The shop had several mannequins in lingerie in the front window, tasteful as well as titillating.

I held the door open for Molly to step in as she read the sign above.

“Priscilla’s?” She looked back as me in surprise. “Isn’t this a sex shop?”

“One of the best in the city,” I replied. “You can find almost anything here.”

Once inside, Molly froze in embarrassment. She found herself confronted by hundreds of items, all having to do with sex. From toys to outfits and leather good, to a whole wall of pornographic movies, she was in overload.

“Come now, Little One, remember why we are here.” I led her along, with Molly only occasionally looking up. Her face was flushed. At the check-out counter in the center of the shop, we stopped and I introduced Molly to the clerk who I only know by her work name, Roxy Carmichael. She stood 5’6” in her crimson stiletto heels and black fishnet stockings. Her hair was blue in color and done up in a way that reminded me of Pebbles Flintstone but without the bone. She wore large, dark-framed glasses, fingerless gloves and a denim jacket over a plain white t-shirt. It was obvious she wasn’t wearing a bra, and her small breasts didn’t need one. The skirt she wore reminded me of something fashionable from several decades ago. It puffed out from her body and was white with black polka-dots.

“Very 80’s.” I commented. “It looks good on you, Roxy.”

A large smile and a loud ‘Hey!’as she recognized me had her coming out from behind the counter for a hug. It was later that Molly told me she could see Roxy wasn’t wearing any panties. Typical.

“And who is this little beauty?” Roxy asked, leaning an arm against me as if leaning against a wall.

“Roxy, this is my new daughter, Molly. I want you to outfit her with a few things. A butterfly, a bullet with a remote control, a slender plug, and I think some of the lead weights with the adjustable pinch-type clamps.” Roxy nodded, following along as I ticked off each item. She then grabbed Molly’s hand and led her toward a back room.

While the two ladies went about their business, I did a little shopping of my own. I was able to locate another copy of a wonderful DVD on enjoying anal sex by a doctor who supposedly used to work for a porno company; a couple of different brands of lubricant, since you never know which she’ll like better, the warming or the cooling; and a black velvet choker with a small charm to go with it that read ‘Daddy’s Girl’.

I had expected that the women wouldn’t be gone too long, but after consulting my watch and realizing the reservations were coming up soon, I headed for the back room.

I was not surprised in the least to find Roxy, squatting on the floor, rubbing her shaved pussy while her face was buried in Molly’s pussy. I could see where wetness had run down Roxy’s chin and dripped onto the hardwood floor. Molly, who leaned back against a desk, was panting with her eyes screwed shut, her panties around one ankle, and her hands roaming from squeezing her breasts to pushing on the back of Roxy’s head.

“Roxy, we have dinner reservations,” I chided, leaning against the door jamb and scolding the two while I crossed my arms. Roxy gave me a grin and looked sheepish as she had to wipe her mouth with both arms. Molly looked angrier.

Roxy stood. “I couldn’t help it. She’s got a gorgeous pussy and that thick red snatch patch is too much! I couldn’t help but taste her.”

I shook my head in mock disgust, but was secretly turned on. I’d thought about watching Molly with another woman and Roxy might be the perfect candidate.

“Is she ready?” I asked as I watched Molly get her underwear in order.

Roxy grabbed a sack from the desk and came up to me. “Here’s the remote for the bullet, she’s all set. And the rest is in the bag.” She gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and I caught the faint smell of Molly on her breath.

“I have a few more purchases at the register,” I informed her.

“Which I will be happy to put on your charge account,” She replied, heading up front. Back behind the register, she quickly wrote down my other items for the bill. By this time, Molly had joined me.

“How does it feel?” I asked about the small vibrator that Roxy had inserted into Molly’s tight kitty.

Molly leaned in. “I’m glad I have underwear on or it might just slip out.” she whispered, embarrassed Roxy might hear.

Too busy reading the DVD I had purchased, Roxy hadn’t heard us. “Oh, you are in for a good time, little girl.” She said with a devilish smile as she waggled the anal DVD. All of the items went into the bag and I thanked Roxy again for all her help.

Escorting Molly out, she turned to confront me once we were on the sidewalk. “What did she mean by that?”

I smiled at her twinge of jealousy. “Roxy enjoys anal as much as I do.”

Molly’s eyes took on that hurt look. “Did you do her?”

“No, Little One, I haven’t. I came to the store to get a movie once before and she recommended the same one I bought.” She seemed to relax after that. I held the car door open for her and as she passed she hugged me. “I’m surprised she wasn’t wearing her pony tail. She often does while working.” Molly’s confused look told me she mistook my comment to mean something about hairstyles. Instead, I told Molly, that Roxy has a set of butt-plugs with horsetails attached.

“Purple is her favorite,” I told her as I unboxed the choker I had for her. I had her kneel on the floor of the limo as I put it on her. She stayed on her knees but turned to face me as I explained the meaning of it.

“This is to show all others that you are mine.” I told her seriously. “You are my daughter and my lover, and I will not let you go. You are too great a treasure to let get away.” I then stood her up and kissed her deeply, hugging her close. She had such a euphoric look on her face, and I think I saw her try and hide the fact that she had to wipe her eyes. Sliding out of my embrace, she again knelt before me on the limo floor.

“Is it really messed up that I want to suck my daddy’s cock?” she asked me.

“Not if its two willing participants.” I told her. She grabbed my zipper and tugged it down while I reached for the car phone to the driver. Giving him instructions to take the long way, I almost groaned into the phone as Molly’s hot, wet mouth slid down my shaft.

After the pre-dinner blowjob, which Molly swallowed, I was more than ever tempted to take her in the car. But I wanted to do it right, and I wanted to be able to take my time.

I alerted the driver when we were ready for the restaurant and he had us there in no time. Escorting Molly inside, the waiter greeted me warmly. “So nice to have you back, Monsieur. And as always, with a very charming companion.” He said, eyeing Molly. He was a man with similar tastes as my own.

“This is my daughter, Molly,” I told him as he pulled out a high-backed chair for her. He made some comment about her being the most beautiful woman in the restaurant that night, and I agreed.

After he seated Molly, I approached him and leaned forward. “You should see her nude.” I confided, knowing it would drive him wild. As I took my own seat, I activated the vibrator in Molly with the remote in my coat pocket. I set it to simply warm up for now.

Molly wouldn’t notice right away, she was more fascinated by the decor. The restaurant is very exclusive and classy. It has long tablecloths in case a lover is feeling frisky, and the bathrooms are co-ed. Much of what happens here is not only tolerated but encouraged. Except for flat-out intercourse on the tabletop, anything goes. We watched as two Asian women began making out while their male companion watched and sipped his wine; another woman standing by her table, with her gown hiked up, masturbating for her dinner guests; and I could see the back end of a large German Shepherd who was currently under the table, obviously pleasing his owner, a large breasted blonde woman.

Molly watched, enraptured, her menu unopened in front of her.

“I suppose I am going to have to eat your little wet pussy tonight,” I commented with a forced sigh. I used the word ‘pussy’ to catch her attention, and made it sound as if I thought it was going to be a boring chore. Her face didn’t lose any of its wonderment, but she did turn to me and finally realized I was teasing her. Her attention went back to our fellow dinner companions.

“Watch carefully, we may bring one of them home to get you warmed up,” I said with a smile.

Only the flush in her cheeks gave me any indication of her embarrassment. She kept both hands on the table, but I saw her shift in her chair.

The waiter returned with our wine, which I had ordered each time I dined here. He never bothered to check Molly’s age before pouring her a glass. We toasted each other and I watched as she tried a tentative first sip. She must have approved, because the next sip was longer. I would allow her a little to take the edge off the evening, but not so much as to ruin our night.

“I wonder how much juice you will squirt tonight?” I stated.

Molly, her head whipping around to face me with a shocked little smile on her face, admonishing me for making the comment, as well as making it loud enough someone could hear.

“Daddy!” she whispered loudly. Again she shifted in her chair. Knowing that she enjoyed hearing about sexual exploits, I decided to see how far I could push her along.

“Of course, I should film our first night. I bet Roxy would love to rub herself to watching that pretty little pussy getting fucked.” Molly trembled and I saw her smile dim. She must have been feeling the effect of the vibrator.

“I bet Peter will want to watch it too, maybe while I fuck him again.” With that, my hand stole to my pocket and I tapped the vibrate button, sending a brief tingle to Molly’s little pussy.

She jumped and let out a yelp. Her cheeks flushed even more.

“Do not be embarrassed, Little One. Everyone here is busy with their own pleasures. Enjoy the moment, because tomorrow, you may not be able to walk.”

I gave my new daughter a chance to recover once the waiter returned for dinner orders. I requested the steak and put in an order for Molly, who I think was too shocked to look up. Once he went away, I renewed my talk.

“I plan to strip you naked as soon as we are inside the front door of the house. I will then carry you upstairs to my room and lay you down on my bed. You are to hold the backs of your knees and show yourself off to me as I undress. Do you understand?” I punctuated my words with another tap of the vibrator.

Molly was able to stifle a yelp, but she did bob in her chair and hissed at me. “Yes, Daddy.”

“I want this to be a night of love and passion, Little One, I want to hear what you want also,” I told her, sending her another vibration.

“Yes, Daddy” She uttered with gritted teeth. I imagined that her pussy was leaking onto her chair. I continued to tell her things I wanted to do her, each ending with a tap of the button. She seemed to relax more as it went on, her eyes closing and a peaceful trace-like calm came to her face. I think she was past caring if anyone noticed and instead became determined to enjoy herself.

Her eyes remained closed as our food came. “You must not cum, Molly, not without permission.”

Only then did her eyes come open. She looked to me in a pleading surprise at being denied the obvious goal of my game. Then she noticed the waiter standing patiently at our table. She never even looked at the food before her.

“You must ask Mr. Evans here, if you may cum. And you must abide by what he decides. If you cannot do as he says, then you will go home and sleep in your bed alone.” I told her, my features set sternly.

My friend Evans enjoyed this game very much. “Do you want to cum, Miss?” he asked her.

I was very proud when Molly nodded and mustered a quiet little, “Yes, sir, please.”

Evans studied her for a moment. Another vibration, a little longer this time went through her. She quickly took a larger gulp of her wine.

“How do you feel about your new father?”

A single tear flowed down her cheek as she hoarsely replied. “I’m very happy he chose me,” she croaked. I couldn’t have been more proud.

“What would you do if he told you you could not cum tonight?” Evans asked as another vibration went through my beautiful girl.

“I would go to bed happy that he was my daddy.” She said, barely audible. Her eyes had closed, but she steadied herself before she answered him, meeting his eye.

Mr. Evans stood there a moment longer, continuing to watch her. He turned to go and leaned toward me. “She is a rare gift.” he commented

“I am well aware.” I replied.

Stopping a moment, he turned back as an after-thought. “You may cum, my dear.”

At that, I gradually increased the intensity and the duration of the vibrations for my little girl. Molly grabbed the table in both hands, she bit her lip, then switched to panting in hard breaths, not seeming to care who might notice. Her eyes squinted she held them so tightly shut in her concentration and she leaned back in her chair.

“Oh, fuck yes, Daddy!” She announced to the restaurant. “I am going to cum!” She proudly declared. I continued the attention I was sending her little pussy. She was too far gone to notice how the restaurant had quieted and all eyes were on her.

Molly trembled uncontrollably, giving in to her orgasm. Continuing to grip the table, she leaned back again until I was worried she would tip her chair. She groaned deep in her throat, letting out a primal growl, then threw herself forward, then back as she began coming down.

Recalling some of her modesty, she worked through the last of the waves of vibrating pleasure that went through her. She slumped forward some, her eyes still closed for a moment, then she opened them and looked directly at me. “Can we please go home and fuck now, Daddy?” She asked me in a dreamy, drained voice.

The restaurant erupted in loud applause. Molly, a satisfied little grin on her face, turned to look at them. I stood and pulled out her chair. Taking her hand, I helped her to her feet and informed the waiter we needed the check.

“Of course, Monsieur. It will be on your tab.” Evans politely said. He had a very pleased smile on his kindly face. With the clapping finally calming down, Molly leaned in toward Evans.

“I squirted all over your chair,” she said, then she bent down. Between the wetness and the weight of the vibrator inside her, her little black lace panties had slid down. She stepped out of them and handed them to Evans. “For you. Thank you for the orgasm.” She said dreamily. I picked up my little girl and carried her to the door. Molly, her arms around my neck, waved to a couple of patrons as we passed. She received several calls of encouragement for our evening’s festivities and even some offers to buy other articles of clothing or even the chair she had sat in.

The next morning, I awoke to sunlight streaming in my windows and a very blissful and satisfied feeling of contentment and sexual vigor.

I lay under the sheet, nude, contemplating the morning. I decided I at least needed a shower since it seemed the sheet was stuck to me in places. As I placed my hands under my head and enjoyed the sun’s rays, I heard voices. It was then that I realized Molly had left my bed.

Laying quietly, I listened and could just make out the conversation between brother and sister.

Molly was filling her brother in as to our night’s escapades. “So, he carried me out of the restaurant, back to the limo. When we were in the back seat, he pulled off my dress so I was completely naked. I was soaked and he sat me on his lap and ran his fingers through my kitty fur.”

“Just say ‘pussy hair’” Peter teased her.

“Anyway!” Molly said forcefully. “He told the driver to take us home and he did it with the window open. The driver could see me!”

“I’m surprised he didn’t drive into a ditch.” Peter said.

“I was so fucking hot. I was straddling Daddy’s lap and facing forward while he rubbed me. It felt so good, I didn’t care the driver kept looking back at me. When we got home, Daddy said we needed to pay him, so we walked up to the driver’s window, me totally naked. Daddy paid him and I smiled at him and said he was a very good driver. Then he thanked us and drove away. Daddy picked me up again and carried me into the house.”

“Do you know you’ve got dried cum on your face?” Peter interjected.

I heard Molly giggle. “Yeah, the last time Daddy came on my face.”

“Geez, How many times did you fuck?”

Molly was quiet for a moment, thinking. “I don’t know, he came in me at least 4 times. I’m a sticky mess!” she said loudly.

“Oh, maybe I should get a taste.” Peter must have moved down on the bed.

“Peter, do you want to hear this or not?”

His reply was slightly muffled and I heard Molly’s sharp intake of breath. “Go ahead, I can hear you. Man, there is dried cum all down your legs too!”

“Yeah, Daddy filled me up! First it was him on top, I liked that cuz he laid on me and I could hold him close. His mouth was right by my ear and I could hear him telling me how good I was and how much he loved to look at me. I tried to wrap my legs around him, but I couldn’t reach. He just kept going and then suddenly he grabbed the back of my head and held me tightly as he came in me. He kept panting in my ear, telling me I was the perfect woman. Then he had me get into doggy style and I was worried he might want anal, but all he did was use this lube that warmed up to rub on my little hole while he slipped into my kitty. Wow, that felt different. He kept me going over the edge, his big dick in me, one hand rubbing my butthole and the other squeezing my boob. It was so slippery inside me he kept popping out. Then, we I said I was going to cum, he pounded into me and then blasted inside me again. Then he told me he wanted to watch me on top of him so he could feel my tittles. That was fun because I felt like I was doing the fucking… Ow, be careful! Peter, I sore as hell!” Molly complained.

“I just want to feel how wet you are inside from all the fucking. Besides, you can suck his cum off my cock when I pull out.”

“It wasn’t fucking,” Molly said seriously. “We made love.” This caught my attention.

“What do you mean?” Peter seemed to question her.

“I love him, Peter. I really do. I mean I love you too, but this is different. I don’t want to lose him. He gave me this choker and told me I was his forever. I want to be his forever.”

There was a silence that went on for a moment.

“I am happy for you, sis.” Peter said, quietly. “I like him too.”

“I wish I was his real daughter.” Molly said suddenly. “I want to be a part of him.”

“I think you’re outta luck there, sis.”

Molly replied suddenly, I could hear the smile in her voice. “No, I have an idea. What if I ate his cum for a whole day, or maybe like, two. If that’s all I eat then my body would make his cum part of me, like food normally does. Then I’d be part of him.” She seemed to be nervous and shy all of a suddenly, probably worried that Peter thought she was nuts.

“Mol, it’s okay. I think if you want to do this, this is the best way. You two would be linked.”

“You don’t think it would scare him away?”

“Certainly not, in fact I am touched, Little One.” I said from the doorway. Peter had moved up by her, sitting on the side of the bed to listen, his cock was wet from probing in his sister’s pussy. He smiled knowingly at me as he looked over my nakedness while I stood there.

Molly, who was a beautiful mess, sat with her back against the headboard. Her makeup had run some, and she had cum all in her hair and over both cheeks. Some had dripped down her lovely breasts and dried to shiny patches.

I was surprised the poor girl could walk. I could remember feeling like a man possessed last night. As soon as I had her in my bed, I couldn’t get enough of her. As she saw me come into the room, she flushed, but smiled widely, her eyes wet.

“Oh, Daddy!” she sniffed and sat up, but a raised hand from me kept her from getting up.

“Wait, Little One,” I went to the bed and scooped her up again. “How about a bath?” She nodded and sniffed happily, her arms around my neck. She buried her head against my chest as I carried her into the master bath just off my bedroom. First I took her into the shower, big enough for more than just us, and sat her down on the seat. I told her I would wash her out so she wouldn’t be soaking in a cum bath.

“But, Daddy,” she said, her arms going around my neck as I knelt in front of her with the detachable shower head. “That’s what I want. I want to be covered in your hot, creamy cum.” She teased with a devilish smile.

“I think that putting out that much would kill me, Little One.” I told her, making sure the water temp was perfect. I aimed it at her little flower, now more of an upset flower with her lips an angry pink. I made sure the water spray was soft enough and then aimed it at her. I told her to rinse herself as I went to go draw her bath. The bathtub in my bathroom was big enough for two and had several jets. I started the water, adding some bath oil and bubbles. Once the water was at a good temp, I went to check on Molly, not surprised in the least that she was using the shower head on her little clit.

“Oh, god, yes, Daddy! Make me cum again!” She hissed as the spray pushed her over the edge. I cleared my throat, as I watched through the glass door. My erection was as hard as ever, seeing her legs spread as wide as they would go, her pussy hair dark and soaking wet and her face in ecstasy. She came down slowly, and finally opened her dreamy eyes. With a smile, she reached up and switched off the water.

“Are you ready for me?” she purred as she met me at the shower door.

Opening the door, I crossed my arms. “Yes, Little Molly, your bath awaits.”

Suddenly she squatted down in the doorway. “Can I have a little breakfast first?” She said grabbing my cock and putting it into her mouth.

I hadn’t realized I was a little sore also, but there was no way I was stopping my little girl from getting her breakfast. She certainly had gotten more attentive about her blow jobs as time went by. She had learned just the right level of suction and that whatever wouldn’t fit in her little mouth, she could stroke with her hands. She also had paid attention to how she held me in her mouth, making sure her teeth didn’t scrape. Her loving and tender attentions had me thinking about her earlier statement.

“Molly, my love, why did you say you wanted to be my real daughter?”

She held my cock still, but popped it out of her mouth. “I mean just that. I want to be yours, a part of you. A kind of connection to you.” She looked up at me with soft eyes, and swallowed the lump in her throat. “I love you, Daddy.” She said hoarsely.

“Aww, baby girl. I love you too!” I told her emphatically. I bent and picked her up for a naked hug. She laid her head on my shoulder and hugged me close with her arms. Her legs went around my waist. “Please, don’t let me go.” She said quietly.

“Never,” I told her just as quietly. I kissed her ear, since she was almost permanently attached to me and that’s the only part I could see. “Come now, Little One, your bath is ready.” I carried her to the tub and lowered her into the water slowly, knowing it could sting a little against that sore kitten of hers. She practically disappeared in the bubbles and groaned a bit as she got used to the hot water. Knowing that the bath had a TV that played DVDs, I had popped in the anal sex instructional video earlier. As it started, I looked to my little lover for her reaction. At first, the cheesy music didn’t even get her to open her eyes as she leaned back against the padded seat of the tub. But then a scene from a porno with two woman, one who told the other that she wanted the strap-on in her ass made her spring upright.

“This is about learning anal sex. I would like you to watch it, Little One.” I explained. My erection hadn’t lost any of its stiffness and with the scene switching to one of a beautiful blonde telling her husband, who held the camera, that because she loved him so much and was so horny, that she wanted him to cum in her ass, it wouldn’t any time soon.

Molly sat back, but concentrated on the screen. Another scene was two women, in a 69 position with the woman on top being fucked in the ass by a long flexible toy, being worked into her by the woman on the bottom. I began stroking a bit as I watched; familiar with all these scenes and knowing they ended in women who thoroughly enjoyed anal sex. As the scene ended and switched to the ‘doctor’, I was very close to blowing. Molly seemed to have forgotten I was there and I could see little waves in the water as she watched. Another scene, another I was familiar with, came on, an attractive brunette who’s eyes had literally rolled back in her head as her lover grabbed her shoulders in anal ecstasy. At that point, I stepped up to the tub, my fist tight around my cock.

“Molly, open your mouth,” I commanded her. She came right to the side of the tub and got up on her knees, eagerly opening for me. My first shot exploded into her mouth and down her throat, but not wanting to let me down, she stayed right there and accepted the rest of my load. She coughed a little and swallowed it down. I couldn’t believe how hard this little vixen made me cum. After a bit, my vision cleared and I could catch my breath. On screen, another beautiful brunette was taking a strap on that looked to be about the size of a baseball bat and loving it.

“Pay attention and do the exercises. You may have to watch it more than once.” I told her, with a twinkle in my eye. She smiled and sunk into the suds to her chin, her attention all on the screen. I saw her toes poke out of the water on each side of the tub, meaning that under the bubbles she was spread wide. I went back to my bedroom and returned to my bed.

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A father lusting after his daughters tests a mind-control device on a pair of twin sisters!

The Mind Control Device

Chapter One: Testing on the Twins

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

Note: Thanks to WRC264 for beta reading this!

Dean Michaels

I peered through the magnifying lens as I carefully soldered the last component into the circuit board. It was careful work, a curl of smoke rising up as the flux evaporated. I touched the tip of the soldering iron with care, the liquid mix of lead and tin fixing the small capacitor in place.

I groaned as I leaned back and set the soldering iron in its holder and turned it off. I trembled as I stared at the circuit board. It was complete. It was finally ready to be tested. I hoped this went better than the last version.

That fire had ruined three months of work.

I plugged in the large, lithium-ion battery and then plugged in the power. I opened my laptop and logged into it. I connected the device to my laptop via a USB cable and then opened up my custom software. It was time to test things. To see if the device would get past the power-up phase so I could see if the mechanism worked.

Footsteps pounded down the stairs. I could tell it was my youngest daughter just by the enthusiasm. In a flash, she was at my desk and slipping onto my lap, bouncing with excitement as the program loaded.

A flash of nervous heat ran through me as I felt my eighteen-year-old daughter squirming, her rump feeling delicious on my lap. She had a sweet smell around her as she peered down at my device. The program was running through its boot-up process, checking that the components of the machine worked.

“Whatcha doing, Daddy?” June asked, her brown hair gathered up into a pair of pigtails. She turned to look at me, her angelic face full of curiosity. She blinked her blue eyes as she wiggled from side to side.

My cock swelled. I hoped my daughter wouldn’t realize what she did to me. How her perky ass made my dick throb. My heart pounded. This heat rushed through me as my program then beeped. Test complete.

“Daddy?” June asked. “What is it?”

“Sorry,” I said. “It’s that, uh, studying device I told you about, Junebug.”

“Oh,” she said, peering down at the device. It was housed in a modified speaker case. One of those small docks that you place a cell phone or MP3 player in. “How does it work?”

“It sends out ultra-high frequency sound waves,” I said. “So high-pitched, not even a dog can hear them. But your brain can still receive the signal.” On the screen were two different sections of the program. To the right was a command line. To the left was a large, green circle that looked like a radar screen. It had dots on it, each one with a long string of hexadecimal numbers. There were two dots on top of each other plus one more close by. On the edges were other dots. “It’ll help your brain study better and make you smarter and study better so you do well at school.”

“Wow,” June said, leaning over. “But isn’t that something Dusk needs, not me?”

I chuckled. Dusk—Eve was her real name, but early on I started joking and calling her Evening and that became Dusk—was my oldest daughter, one-and-a-half years older than June. Both my daughters were sexy, too, making my dick hard all the time.

“I get great grades,” continued June.

“Yes, you do, Junebug,” I said, glancing at the screen. Everything looked like it was working.

“So I don’t need it,” she said.

“Oh, I think you could improve a bit,” I said.

She squirmed more, my cock throbbing at the soft feel of her rump. I wanted her so bad. I was lying about the machine. It sent out sound waves, but it didn’t make a person smarter or helped them study better.

It would control their brain functions. Theoretically, anyway.

It was an idea I’d stumbled across on the internet, rumors that DARPA (Defense Advanced Research Projects Agency) was working on it. They did research for the U.S. Military and Intelligence Agencies. There were all sorts of conspiracy theories involving them from weather controlling devices to earthquake generating devices and more.

“What are the dots?” June asked.

“You, me, and your mom upstairs,” I said. “And the neighbors. The machine can detect the electrical signal your heart puts out when it beats. It’s a signal unique to all humans. It lets the machine target a specific person and, say, help her study more.”

June giggled. “Like Dusk!”

“Like Dusk,” I said. My eighteen-year-old daughter was so delicious. “And students in my class and others. This is going to be a remarkable device.”

Maybe. I had to be a complete pervert, a degenerate human being, to even consider using this device. My ultimate goal was to enjoy my daughters. I’d lusted for them for too long. I couldn’t control myself much longer.

They were so mature and nubile now. So womanly now, even June. She was growing breasts, wearing sexier clothing, hovering between her girlish youth and mature awakening. I wanted to just slide my hands up her body and squeeze her tits.

I wanted to try out the machine right now. To enjoy my daughter, but… What if it didn’t work? What if it failed? It would ruin everything. I had to test this out somewhere else. Somewhere far from here where no one could possibly know who I was.

“It does sound neat, Daddy,” she said, leaning over, her pigtails sliding off her hair. “Are you going to patent this and make a million dollars.”

“Maybe,” I said, my dick on fire. My daughter was pure torture. I could just type in the command line and start things going. My daughter was shown as 402A0D4. I just had to use those numbers when I entered in the script of text that would run the machine. It would affect her brain and—

The basement door opened. “June, Dean, it’s dinner. Come on!”

“Ooh!” June said and squirmed off my lap. “It’s fish sticks!”

My daughter loved fish sticks more than any person should. It was Friday, and that was fish sticks night. My youngest was still at home, but my oldest was out on a date. With a boy. I hated thinking that. I didn’t want her on a date. I wanted her all to myself. She was twenty. I knew how boys her age thought. I knew what they wanted to do with her.

I drew in a deep breath as June raced up the stairs. I swallowed and closed my laptop and turned off the device. I made sure the soldering iron was placed in its holder. Then I stood up and headed up the stairs, adjusting my jeans.

My wife waited at the top of the stairs. Kimmie was a petite woman, still youthful looking. She could pass for one of our daughters’ older sisters, her red hair spilling about her face, her green eyes sparkling. She had the cutest freckles spilling across her face. She wore a pair of mom jeans and a t-shirt, short and girlish.

“Are you going to be playing with your little device all weekend?” she asked as I approached her.

“Oh, are we doing anything?” I asked, a nervous tide rising through me. I wanted to test my device tomorrow. Saturday was perfect.

“Yeah, we’re doing a Costco Run on Sunday,” she said, “and then we need to price the new living room set.”

“Right, right,” I said, stopping before her. “Did I ever tell you how beautiful you are?”

“Not nearly enough,” she said, her arms sliding around me. I felt her lithe body against me, my dick throbbing. “You’re not getting out of furniture shopping. We need a new sofa. It’s getting old and ratty. And your recliner is groaning.”

“It’s comfy,” I said.

She pressed against me and then she arched an eyebrow. “Are you hard?”

“Well, you are just so beautiful,” I said, my heart pounding. Fear rippled through me. I grabbed her rump. I squeezed her ass and pulled her tight. “Why wouldn’t I be hard?”

“So it had nothing to do with our daughter?” my wife asked. “Do I have to start worrying about June as well as all those nubile college girls you teach, too?”

“Kimmie?” I spluttered.

She giggled. “Mmm, I know you perv on your naughty students. I’m not an idiot. Do you want me to put my hair in pigtails tonight and put on Eve’s old cheerleading uniform.”

“Damn,” I groaned, my dick throbbing.

“Dirty old man,” she said, rolling her eyes. “Come on, before June devours all of the fish sticks.”

She broke away from me, leaving me throbbing. I groaned, following her. My wife was a flirt, but if she knew I truly wanted to have sex with our daughters, with those nubile college coeds, she’d kill me.

Tomorrow, I’d find out if the device worked.

“I’m going to go fishing tomorrow,” I said. “If you don’t need me.”

“Mow the lawn before you go.”

I could do that.

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The next day, after the lawn was mowed, I was off. I hopped on the freeway and drove south for over an hour, heading into a new county, into a town I’d rarely gone in to. My stomach twisted the entire time. My hands gripped the steering wheel. I glanced at the device sitting atop my silver laptop.

I hoped this would work.

My GPS guided me to the park I’d chosen. It seemed like a place that wouldn’t have any security cameras. A place where no one should remember if I was there. I pulled my car into a parking spot and stared out at the tranquil site. It was time to test things out.

A public place where there were dozens of people around. I would test it, making sure that things were working fine before I did anything. People were jogging around the outside. Others were strolling across the grounds or sitting on blankets in the shade with friends. Plenty of young people were around. I saw more than a few cute girls.

I reached a park bench and set the device beside me. In a few minutes, it was booted up and the laptop was running. I stared at the screen, seeing all the dots on it. It reached for two-hundred yards in every direction, the extent of the range. It covered the whole park plus the surrounding area. I typed in general commands, built-in macros that would run far more complex commands without me having to type them in.

The first would have all the children aching to leave. Everyone under eighteen. This was the first test. I typed in the command: under 18; flight protocol. I hit the enter key and then leaned back, waiting to see if it would work.

Children in the park immediately started dragging parents away, complaining that they didn’t want to be here. I smiled as it worked. This was incredible. Mind control. It wasn’t just a theory. I had pieced together all the rumors. I had created my own device using ultra-high frequency. Being an associate professor in the science department and having a masters in engineering had given me the skills needed to come up with this.

“Damn,” I muttered as the last of the children filtered out.

A black-haired woman sat down beside me. She was wearing jogging clothes, tight shorts and a tank top. She was my age, her breasts large and stretching out. She panted, shaking her head at a younger, black-haired girl that jogged by.

“I can’t keep up with her,” she muttered.

“I bet,” I said as I was ready to try out the next commands. I typed in: 840F21; immune from sound waves then 840F21; arousal protocol. I could direct the sounds, targeting who I wanted or I could send out a general wave to affect all targets. Even better, I could manipulate other brain functions like those that controlled arousal.

840F21 was the hexadecimal tag the computer had randomly assigned me.

“Getting some work done?” the woman asked.

“Testing out my invention,” I said, typing out the next command. All; boredom protocol.

The woman beside me suddenly just started looking at her lap. She had this bored look on her face. I glanced around the park. Joggers, including the woman’s daughter, slowed to stops and just stood in place, the two barely legal girls—twins!—on the swing were now just staring at their feet. No one was paying attention to anything.

“Jesus,” I said, glancing at the machine. It was putting out its sound. It was broadcasting the mind-control signal just like I wanted. “Jesus fucking Christ.”

I glanced at the woman beside me, her large breasts swelling out her tank top. Her black hair was gathered in a simple ponytail, a few strands escaping it and falling down her forehead and cheek. Her breasts rose and fell, her hands on her lap.

A040C18; desire to give 840F21 a blowjob even in public

I hit enter, my dick throbbing hard with the possibilities.

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Brenda McDonalds

I blinked and licked my lips. I glanced over at the man beside me. He was handsome, dark hair and glasses, the look of a teacher. The type of teacher that a young girl might have naughty ideas about. My eyes noticed him slide the laptop off his lap onto a speaker beside it. My eyes fell on his cock.

He was hard.

That wouldn’t do.

“Need some help?” I asked, this heat swelling inside of me. This would be so wicked to do. Especially with my daughter around. That made this even naughtier. We were in public, but I just wanted to do it. I hadn’t given one in a while.

But it had to be like riding a bike.

“Help?” the guy asked, looking at me curiously.

“Yeah, help,” I said. “With your hardon. I could suck it.” My tongue licked across my lips. “I know it’s a little strange, but I just think you need a blowjob, and I would love to suck on you. What do you say?”

“Right here?” he asked, arching an eyebrow.

“Well…” I looked around. Was everyone looking weird? I shrugged. I had to do this. “I don’t mind. Right here, right now.”

“Sure,” he said.

I smiled. This was better than jogging. My daughter had convinced me to start doing it with her, but then she left me in her dust each morning. My large breasts swayed in my tank top, my sports bra cradling them as I bent over. It was so wicked. Now, this was the sort of exercising I could do. Sucking his cock.

I bet he had a nice cock.

I unfastened his jeans, a womanly heat building and building in my pussy. Then I unzipped him. I shuddered at the rasping sound of the zipper. My tongue darted around my lips. I was so excited to suck this cock. It would be so much fun.

I pulled open his jeans. I groaned as I unveiled his cock. This was so naughty. This wicked heat surged through my body. I licked my lips at how hot I was. My cunt was on fire now. I had to suck him off.

His cock tented his gray boxers. I rubbed him through it, loving the groan the guy made. I didn’t even know his name. It was so exciting sucking a stranger’s cock. My tongue danced around my lips. I was on fire for this. Just eager for this wanton delight.

My hand slid in and grabbed his cock.

“Damn,” he moaned. “You always suck a stranger’s cock?”

“No,” I said. But maybe I should start. I was so wet. “It’s your lucky day.”

I pulled out his cock and then darted my tongue around his spongy crown. He shuddered. The park bench groaned as he shifted, the wood creaking. His precum spilled out, coating my tongue. I savored it, my pussy growing juicier and juicier.

Could I masturbate?

Why not? I was sucking him off in public and doing that made me so wet. My hand slid down the front of my jogging shorts. I shoved them into the stretchy, black material and then into my panties. My lips sucked on the tip of his cock. His precum spilled into my mouth as my fingers slid through my silky bush.

I reached my pussy as I engulfed all of his cock.

“Damn,” he groaned, his hand grabbing my hair. He gripped me as I sucked on him. “You’re just hungry for it.”

I was. I sucked hard. My cheeks hollowed. This wicked and wanton heat ran through my body. I bobbed my head as I ran my fingers up and down my pussy. My cream soaked my digits. I loved it. I stroked my naughty cuntlips. This amazing heat surged through me.

A wicked tremble ran through me. If my daughter saw me, she’d be floored.

My fingers rubbed at my clit. I shuddered, stroking that sensitive, little pearl. I quivered, moaning about his dick. My cheeks hollowed. My tongue danced around that delicious cock. My lips slid up and down his shaft. It was this amazing passion.

The more I sucked on him, the hotter my pussy grew. He groaned, his hand tightening in my hair. More of his precum spilled into my mouth. My tongue danced as my fingers massaged him. I didn’t even know his name. I was blowing him in public.

If my daughter saw me…

My pussy clenched. My orgasm swelled faster. I rubbed my clit faster and faster, pressing harder on my nub. I whimpered around his cock. My passion echoed around his dick. He growled. His dick twitched in my mouth.

“Shit!”

His cum fired out of his dick.

I gasped in delight as that wonderful jizz flooded into my mouth. I gasped, reveling in the taste of his salty passion. This delicious flavor spilled over my tongue. I gulped down his cream. I swallowed every drop of it.

My pussy exploded.

My cunt spasmed. Juices gushed out. The hot cream soaked my fingers. Pleasure rippled through me. I moaned around his cock as his jizz splattered across the roof of my mouth. I gulped it down. It was amazing. A wonderful thrill. Stars danced before my eyes as I reveled in this moment.

“Goddamn, this is amazing,” groaned the man.

It was. I loved sucking his cock. The pleasure surged through my body. I nursed on his cock. I loved the taste of him. The feel of him in my mouth. Sadly, the last of the cum had already fired into my mouth. I wanted more.

I had to keep sucking.

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Dean Michaels

“Shit,” I panted as the woman kept sucking me. It was such a great delight to feel her loving my dick. She didn’t have any hesitation. She didn’t act like she was being forced. The sound waves had overridden her normal brain function. To her, she wanted to suck my cock. She couldn’t tell the difference from this intrusion from any other thought or impulse she normally had.

I smiled in delight, my dick throbbing as the arousal protocol worked.

I stayed hard.

My dick throbbed from the first orgasm and the black-haired woman kept sucking me. I shuddered and glanced out at the twin sisters at the swings. They looked the same age as my youngest daughter. Eighteen and nubile. Brassy-brown hair that fell down their bodies, hazel eyes, with round breasts. They wore skinny jeans and matching V-neck blouses, one pink the other purple.

I turned to my laptop as the black-haired woman kept sucking my dick, hungry for more of my cum. I figured out what were the two twins’ codes and typed the commands: 049AC4,F40B20; desire to show off their naked bodies and grope their tits to 840F21.

The two girls no longer looked bored. They hopped to their feet and then darted over to me. They both had these cute smiles on them as they rushed over to me, drawing up their shirts. I groaned, my dick throbbing in the black-haired woman’s mouth at the sight of the two girls pulling off their blouses.

“Oh, my god, I just want to show you my titties,” Purple-Shirt Twin said. She stood on the right side, her brassy hair swaying about her shoulders. Her cream-hued bra constrained her tits.

“And my pussy,” said Pink-Shirt Twin. She flashed me a dazzling smile as she reached behind her to unfasten her black bra. “Hot, right?”

“Yeah,” I said as the woman stopped sucking my cock for a moment. I wondered what she was thinking. Then she started sucking again. Her mouth worked up and down my dick. The pleasure shot through me. “I’d love to see your tits and pussies.”

The twins both giggled as they bared their round breasts together. Their tits were identical, round and perky, pink nipples swelling hard. They both had dimples shining in their cheeks, their hazel eyes flashing. Their slender hips rocked from side to side, their tits swaying as they unfastened their jeans.

Both girls kicked off their sandals and then shoved down their jeans together. I groaned at the sight of their lithe legs. They were the same age as my daughter. As the girls I taught who were always teasing me with their naughty bodies.

“Shit,” I groaned as more and more of their legs came into view. Then they were down to panties. Pink-Shirt had a black and lacy affair while Purple-Shirt had a soft pair of satin panties, the same creamy hue as her bra.

“Ready?” Pink-Shirt Twin said to her sister.

“Yep! Let’s flash our pussies!”

My dick throbbed in the woman’s mouth as the twins shoved down their panties right there in the middle of the park. I groaned in delight at the sight. Their trimmed, brassy-brown bushes came into view, their tight pussy lips blushing through their silky hairs.

It was such an electrifying sight. I couldn’t believe I was seeing this. My heart thundered in my chest. It was incredible. I just wanted to fall to my knees and inhale the scent of their twats. To feast on their nubile pussies.

This was amazing.

“Look at our titties, Mister,” said Pink-Haired Twin. She cupped her tits and jiggled them.

“Yes, yes, yes!” gasped Purple-Haired Twin. “Aren’t they amazing?”

“Yes, they are,” I groaned, my dick twitching, throbbing. I stared at those lush, round, youthful titties gripped in their hands. Their fingers dug into their flesh. They massaged their tits, juices beading on their pubic hair.

My heart pounded in my chest. This heat surged through my body. The pressure rose in my cock again. This was so exciting. These two delicious and naughty girls were showing off their bodies like I’d always imagined.

And they were twins. Identical, beautiful twins.

“Fuck those are beautiful!” I howled as I came in the woman’s mouth a second time.

“Yay!” Purple-Shirt Twin howled.

Pleasure slammed through me. Blast after blast of jizz fired into the woman’s mouth. She gulped it down. She swallowed with hunger. I shuddered with each blast. I growled as the stars burst before my eyes.

I stared at those identical titties, the girls beaming at me as they fondled me. The woman sucked down my cock with hunger. She swallowed my cum with eager delight. The twins giggled as they stared at me.

“Are you cumming down her mouth?” Purple-Shirt Twin asked.

“Yes,” I growled.

“That’s pretty kinky,” the other said.

“Uh-huh,” I groaned, my orgasm peaking as the girls kept fondling their tits, happy to show them off. This machine was working even better than I could imagine. It was beyond my hottest dreams. I was so excited about this.

My orgasm passed, the woman kept sucking. She had the desire to blow me. I reached over and typed a new command for her: A040C18; pause: last instruction; desire to masturbate and watch 049AC4,F40B20,840F21.

The woman popped her mouth off my dick. “Mmm, that was good and… Oh, my look at you two. Just fondling yourselves. Mmm, yes.”

The woman kept masturbating. My aching dick throbbed as the girls giggled again. They were so sexy. I pulled the computer onto my lap, my cock thrusting up before it, bobbing and twitching, soaked in saliva.

“What are your names, girls?” I asked. “I’m Dean.”

“Debra,” said the one wearing the pink shirt.

“Denise!” She squeezed her tits. “Mmm, what are you doing?”

“Oh, just arranging for us to have some fun,” I said as I typed: F40B20; pause: last instruction; desire to have pussy eaten by 049AC4; run incest protocol. 049AC4; pause: last instruction; desire to eat F40B20 pussy while being fucked by 840F21; run incest protocol.

“Oh, my god, I need to have my pussy eaten,” said Denise. She slipped down to the grass on her back. “Debra, you just got to eat my pussy. Ooh, I just want my twin sister to devour me.”

“Yes, yes, yes!” gasped Debra. “That sounds amazing. I would love to eat you out.”

“Oh, my,” the woman moaned, masturbating faster. “But you’re sisters. That’s incest.”

“I know,” moaned Debra as she fell to her knees between her sister’s thighs. Then she glanced at me. “Dean, would you fuck my pussy as I eat out my sister?”

“Of course I would love to,” I said, setting my laptop to the side. “And nothing wrong with some twincest, right, girls?”

“Right!” Denise moaned. “I need you to eat me. I’m so wet. Showing off my tits was so, so hot. Let’s do some twincest!”

“Yes!” Debra moaned.

Debra buried her face into her twin sister’s pussy and licked. Right here in the park, for all the world to see, she devoured her sister’s cunt with relish. She feasted on it like it was the best thing in the world. At the same time, she wiggled her cute rump at me, her brassy bush soaked with her juices. A bead ran down her thighs.

I rose to my feet, my cock thrusting out over my boxers pulled down just enough to free it. My jeans slid down. The woman masturbated and moaned as I shoved off my pants, pulling off my shoes in the process. Then I ripped off my t-shirt, the warm sun kissing my back.

“Yes, yes, yes!” moaned Denise, squirming on the grass, her little breasts jiggling. “Debra! Oh, Debra, that’s so much better than masturbating.”

“I know!” Debra panted. “Why didn’t we think of doing this earlier?”

“Uh-huh!”

I moved behind Debra, my dick throbbing and aching to enjoy this hot delight. I fell to my knees, my cock smacking the eighteen-year-old girl in the ass. Her butt-cheeks rippled from the impact. I groaned, my chest squeezing tight.

This was it. This was what I had dreamed of. The chance to fuck a girl the same age as my daughter. My dick throbbed as I shifted my dick down. I dragged my cock over her pussy. I slid through her silky bush. I shuddered at the feel of her hairs on my cock. The heat of her pussy. This was incredible.

“Fuck me!” Debra moaned into her twin sister’s twat.

“Yes, yes, fuck my sister!” Denise moaned. “Oh, my god, she’s licking my pussy. She’s feasting on me.”

“Yes, yes, fuck them!” moaned the masturbating woman. “I love this! I’m going to cum! Ram that dick into her!”

I guided my cock to the entrance of her pussy and groaned when I felt her hymen. She was a virgin. This was perfect. I pressed against her maidenhead, feeling it stretch and stretch. She whimpered into her sister’s pussy.

Gasped.

Her cherry popped.

My dick buried halfway into her tight, pure depths. I groaned at her cunt wrapped around my dick. I shuddered, this amazing heat rushing through me as I went deeper and deeper into her cunt. That wonderful passion slid around me. She engulfed me with her amazing pussy. Her eighteen-year-old snatch embraced my cock.

I bottomed out in her. Every inch of my dick was in the girl’s cunt. Pleasure surged through me. She moaned, licking her twin sister’s twat. I stared at Denise, her face twisting in pleasure as she humped against Debra’s mouth. Denise’s breasts had such a naughty jiggle to them.

I drew back. Debra and I both moaned. It was incredible. The friction was intense. Her pussy was so tight around my dick. So juicy. The pleasure at the tip of my cock felt amazing. This heat soaked into my dick.

“Jesus!” I groaned.

I slammed forward. I buried deep and hard into the girl’s twat. She gasped, her back arching. She wiggled her hips, squirming her tight cunt around my dick as she feasted on her sister. Denise moaned. Debra groaned.

I was in heaven.

I pumped away at the girl’s juicy twat. I buried into her again and again. The silky friction massaged my cock. The ache built and built at the tip. This powerful eruption that would make me cum so hard and deep into her. My balls smacked into her twat. She moaned and wiggled her hips from side to side, stirring her pussy around my cock.

I groaned, my hands caressing her hips. Her sides. I stroked Debra’s body as I watched the back of her head. She moved as she feasted on her sister, making Denise whimper and gasp. It was so incredible. They enjoyed their incest.

“Yes, yes, you’re devouring your twin and loving it!” I moaned.

“I am!” Debra purred. “And your cock! Oh, Denise, his cock is so far into me. It’s even better than we imagined.”

“Oh, that’s hot!” gasped the woman. “Fuck that little slut. God, she’s the same age as my daughter.”

My dick throbbed at that. The heat surged through me. I plowed forward hard and fast into Debra’s cunt. My balls tightened. I buried deep into the girl’s twat, my balls smacking into her clit again and again.

I would fire so much jizz into her.

I would pump her full of my cum. Kinky ideas burned through my thoughts. My stroking hands gripped her hips. I held her tight as I buried deep and hard into her. I rammed into her deflowered cunt, her perky butt-cheeks rippling from the impact of my crotch.

“Oh, god, Debra!” Denise moaned. “Keep sucking on my clit! Oh, this is so much better than masturbating. I’m going to cum on your face.”

“Yes, yes, cum on your sister’s face!” hissed the masturbating woman. “Just do it. Flood her with all those juices. Bathe her face.”

“I will!” gasped Denise. “Just… Just… Debra!”

I almost stopped fucking Debra at the sight of her twin sister cumming. Almost.

It just felt too good to stop pumping in and out of the girl’s twat. My eyes were locked on Denise as she writhed through her orgasm. She bucked. She moaned. Her breasts heaved. Pleasure spilled across her face. She experienced incestuous passion.

Flashes of Dusk licking June’s pussy flooded through my mind.

“Fuck!” I growled and erupted into Debra’s pussy.

She gasped as my cum fired into her twat. Hot pulses of jizz that surged through me. I groaned, my heart pounding in my chest. The heat surged through my body. Every blast of cum exploded out of me. It fired into her cunt.

She squealed into her twin sister’s pussy and then she joined me. Her pussy writhed about my cock. That wonderful, spasming twat milked me. I groaned, my heart hammering in my chest at the passion rippling around my dick.

“Yes, yes, cum in me!” she moaned.

“Is he?” Denise asked. “Hot! Oh, yes, yes! I’m cumming so hard! Lick up my cream!”

The intense rapture was incredible. I shuddered, savoring every moment of my cock erupting into her cunt. The pleasure slammed into me. I gripped her hips and hit that height of rapture. I swayed there for a moment.

My orgasm died. Her pussy rippled around me still, her climax burning longer than mine had. I shuddered, savoring the massage of her youthful twat. She purred, licking and lapping at her twin’s cunt. Denise shuddered, her face twisting with passion.

I wanted to stay in Debra’s cunt, but I had other ideas. I ripped my cock out of her pussy.

“No!” gasped Debra. “You have to keep fucking my pussy. I need more.”

“Fuck her cunt!” hissed the woman, her tits heaving in her tank top as she came again, bucking on the bench. “Just ram that big dick in her. She needs it.”

Debra kept licking her sister’s pussy as my jizz dribbled out of her pussy, staining her bush. I wanted to stay in her, but I had commands to give. I knelt down before my computer and quickly started typing, pausing both the twins’ current command but keeping the incest protocol running.

“Oh, my god, that was incredible,” Denise moaned.

“Yeah,” Debra panted. I glanced behind me to see Debra sitting up, her face soaked in her sister’s juices. A sweet musk drifted on the wind.

“Don’t stop!” whimpered the masturbating woman. “Incest is so hot to watch.”

I smiled and then I typed in new commands.

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Denise Carter

“You got to lick me clean of all of Dean’s cum,” Debra said, crawling up my body. Her round tits swayed. “Can I sit on your face?”

“Oh, my god, I was just thinking the same thing,” I moaned, staring at her mouth and cheeks soaked in my pussy juices.

She smiled and kissed me as this lust burned through me. I was so horny. I needed my cherry popped now. Luckily, that sexy Dean was here. He was as old as our father but looked hot with those glasses and his dark hair. Like Mr. Morrison at my college. He was a professor I had a crush on for a while.

I whimpered into my sister’s lips, tasting my own pussy juices. That was so naughty. Incest was amazing. Debra and I should have been doing this from the beginning. That would have been hot. Sure, we’d masturbated in the same room—we were twins—but we never did it together. We just… pretended the other wasn’t fingering her twat.

Now…

Debra broke the kiss and then threw her leg over my face. I stared up at her brassy bush stained in pearly cum. I’d given a blowjob before, so I knew what cum tasted like. But I’d never licked pussy. I breathed in.

My sister smelled like I tasted.

“You got to pop her cherry,” moaned Debra as she lowered her pussy to my hungry mouth.

“Oh, god, yes,” moaned the black-haired woman watching. Was she Dean’s wife? She looked sexy with those big boobs. I bet the boys at my college would call her a MILF and a cougar.

Then Debra’s twat was on my face. Her silky pubic hair rubbed on my lips and nose, smearing her pussy cream and his cum on my face. I shuddered as the naughty flavors mixed in my mouth. My twin’s sweet juices and Dean’s salty spunk. My tongue licked out.

Debra moaned.

Her butt was right before my eyes. It clenched and her back arched. Brassy hair swayed about her shoulders as she shuddered on me. Her hips wiggled, rubbing her bush across my face. My tongue darted out again and again.

“You taste good with Dean in you,” I moaned.

“I can’t wait to eat you out again!” Debra moaned.

“Really?” Dean asked in some surprise. “I didn’t type that in.”

What did that mean? I didn’t care. My tongue darted through my sister’s twat. I licked and lapped and enjoyed every moment of feasting on her while my pussy grew hotter and hotter. I needed to be deflowered. I ached to feel Dean’s cock in me.

Hands grabbed my thighs. Masculine hands. I groaned as he lifted my hips. A hard cock nuzzled into my pussy. I shuddered and thrust my tongue deep into my sister’s deflowered depths. I tasted salty cum and her sweet juices.

“Oh, yes,” my twin moaned. “Mmm, let me help you deflower my sister. She needs it.”

“I bet she does,” Dean groaned. “If she’s like you.”

Debra giggled. “She sure is. We’re the same. We love doing the same things.”

We did.

I stroked my twin’s thighs as I swirled my tongue through her depths. I shuddered when Dean’s cock pressed into my pussy. Hard and stiff. He slid through my folds and found my hymen. I gasped at that naughty sensation. He was going to fuck me. Pop my cherry.

What an exciting day at the park.

“Pop her cherry!” moaned my sister as she squirmed on me. “Make her feel as amazing as me! Then I’m going to lick her clean.”

“Shit,” the guy groaned.

“Fuck her!” whimpered the watching, masturbating woman. “Just ram that cock into her. You’re fucking them both! Oh, my god, what a wicked day at the park.”

I shuddered as he pressed his cock against my hymen. I squealed into my sister’s pussy as it stretched and stretched. My fingers bit into Debra’s thighs. My stretching maidenhead started to hurt, this burning heat growing.

Pain stabbed through me.

Pleasure burst inside of me.

My cherry popped and his cock buried in me so fast I could hardly parse out the sensations. His dick sliding deeper and deeper soothed away that sharp sensation when my hymen ripped. My pussy stretched and stretched over his cock.

“Goddamn, twin sisters!” groaned Dean.

“I know, lucky you,” Debra purred. “Deflowering us both. Ooh, yes, yes, Denise, lick that cum out of my cunt. I bet it tastes wonderful. Fuck her hard, Dean! Fuck my twin sister hard so I can eat her out!”

“Yes!” growled Dean.

He drew back his hips. My pussy clung to his withdrawing cock. It was a delicious sensation. I shuddered, my cunt squeezing down around his shaft. It felt incredible. Teasing me. Such a wicked sensation to enjoy while feasting on my sister’s cum-filled pussy.

Dean rammed back into me. His heavy balls smacked into my taint. His crotch rubbed into my pussy lips. My clit. Pleasure sparked, mixing with the delight he churned in my cunt’s depths. He drew back again and slammed forward. I shuddered as he reached so deep into me with each plunge.

“I know,” Debra moaned, her hand rubbing my stomach. “It’s amazing, right? Feeling his cock in you.”

“Yes!” I gasped.

It was better than getting my twat eaten out. Not by much, but it was so exciting to feel him plunging in and out of me, teasing me. The pleasure rushed through me. It was this amazing, wicked, delightful experience.

My cunt squeezed around him. This wonderful heat burned through me. My hips wiggled from side to side, stirring around his cock. The heat was incredible. It rushed through my body. I groaned, loving the bliss burning through my body.

My tongue danced and swirled through my twin sister’s cunt. I feasted on her as Dean fucked me. He rammed his cock in and out of me with fast, hard strokes. He gave me such a delight. Such rapture. I loved it. This was incredible. Something every woman needed to experience. I shuddered, the heat building faster and faster inside of me.

“Oh, my god, pound her!” moaned Debra. “She’s so excited. She’s licking your cum out of me.”

I was. I was searching deeper into her cunt, looking for more of that wonderful jizz. It was growing scarcer. I was licking up all his spunk I could find as he plunged his dick in and out of my cunt. He stimulated me. The pleasure swelled.

It was intense.

“Yes!” gasped Debra. “Fuck her!”

“Pound the little slut!” the masturbating woman moaned. “This is so exciting. Best day at the park ever.”

“Yes!” grunted Dean, his cock slamming deep into me.

I was coming closer and closer to that moment of exploding. Of erupting. I would cum so hard on his dick. I couldn’t wait. I shuddered, my tongue dancing through my sister’s pussy lips. No more jizz to lick out, just her wonderful cream.

My clit sparked with pleasure. His cock plunged so hard into me. The pleasure swelled. Then I shuddered on my back. My tits jiggled as I squirmed. Dean’s dick buried to the hilt in me. As it drew back, the stimulation burned through my pussy.

Set me off.

“Yes!” I howled into my twin’s pussy as I came.

“Shit!” Dean grunted.

I bucked and moaned. The pleasure flowed through me as my pussy spasmed around his cock as he buried back into me. My hungry flesh writhed about him, craving his cum. I whimpered into my sister’s twat.

“Is she cumming?” asked Debra, her silky bush rubbing against my cheeks as she squirmed on my mouth.

“Yes!” grunted Dean, burying back into me.

He erupted.

Hot cum flooded into my pussy. It was so intense to feel. I savored it. Having a man cum in me was so natural. So right. My twat spasmed harder. Intense waves of bliss washed through me as he spurted in me.

“Yes, yes, you’re flooding her pussy!” Debra moaned and then her juices gushed into my mouth.

I drank them down as the sparks burst before me. Stars showered through the darkness fuzzing around my vision. My orgasm consumed me. I bucked as I lapped up my twin sister’s sweet cream. I feasted on them.

Reveled in them.

Savored every drop of them.

“Oh, yes, yes!” she moaned. “This is so hot. Incest is the best!”

“Yes!” gasped Dean as I wrung him dry.

I buzzed, loving every moment of this orgasmic delight. I wanted more. I wanted it to consume me. It was the best thing in the world. The dancing stars faded while the amazing heat rippled through my body.

I could just be fucked by Dean and eat my sister’s pussy forever.

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Dean Michaels

It really worked.

That thought danced through my head as I pulled out of Denise’s deflowered pussy and headed for the laptop. She moaned about needing my cock back in her. Already, Debra was leaning down to lick her sister’s twat without needing my prompting.

I paused the command for Denise to need my cock fucking her and glanced at the woman beside me. Her daughter was here. I smiled and paused her masturbation routine. She shuddered, her face flushed and trembling.

“So, where’s your daughter at?”

To be continued…

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my first lesbian experiance

It started rather innocently. By accident actually. I was 16 I was staying at my best friends April’s house for a sleep over slumber party. Sometime that night my friends mom Janet who was out drinking and partying at the local bar came home really drunk. I mean smashed .She went to the kitchen and tried to make her self something to eat. It was a disaster. When I think back to her in that kitchen I still make myself laugh. While she was tearing up the kitchen she talked with us girls for a few and let us know she was going to bed an was calling it night. It was obvious to all of us she was beyond drunk and probably shouldn’t have drove herself home that night. Janet made it very clear we are not to bother her or keep her awake and we all agreed. We all said our good night’s to her and she went down hallway to her room and closed her door.

Later that night as my friends were crashing out like fly’s I started to crave a cigarette. I ran out earlier of the few I stole from my mom. None of my friends smoked so I couldn’t bum one off of them. I knew Janet was a smoker ,and I knew she kept them on the nightstand next to her bed. I figured I could sneak into her room and take one from her. I figured she has to have passed out by now it was 2:30 am or so. I opened Janet’s door and saw she was passed out on her bed right away. I could tell from the light in the room that she fell asleep with the TV on. I couldn’t see what was on it yet because of how her room was layed out. After I entered her rm I saw the tv and just froze . My friends mom janet had fallen asleep watching lesbian porn. I have never seen porn before this. I never thought about girl on girl before this. At first I was shocked . I just stood there . I couldn’t stop watching . I looked over to see if Janet had moved at all since I entered her room. Thankfully she hadn’t. I looked back at the tv and just kept watching the girls have sex with each other. The way they were kissing and touching licking and sucking each other just made me watch more. I layed down on the floor in front of janet’s bed and just kept watching. I got so turned on and excited I reached down to my panty’s and started rubbing my pussy god I was so wet. The more I watched the wetter I got. I kept looking up to Janet’s bed to make sure I wasn’t waking her up with my moans and other sounds I was making while I was getting myself off. I stayed down there on the floor watching this girl on girl porn and rubbing my pussy for about an hour. I must have got myself off 3 times. My body felt done and I was out of breath. I remembered why I went in there in the first place . I got up and stole my cigarette from Janet’s pack and walked out of the room and closed the door behind me. As I stood there on the porch smoking my cig I thought about all of what I just saw .What those girls were doing to each other. Licking each others pussy . Sucking on there tits. Using vibrators and fucking each other with strap-ons. I knew that night that’s how I want to have sex. With another girl. After I finished my cigarette I went to the room where all us girls were sleeping. I crawled in to my sleeping bag and rubbed my self one more time and got off dam it felt so good . . I fell asleep wondering when I will taste my first pussy. I never told April about that night .The next morning when we were all awake for breakfast and Janet came out of her room I kept it to myself . Pretended nothing ever happened but I found my self looking at April’s mom a little different. I noticed her curves and her tits . For the first time I looked at a woman in a sexual way.

After that weekend I was a changed girl. When ever I went to April’s after that I would check out her mom. When she was bending over and stuff like that. I would ask her to play wii fit with me so I could get a better look at her tits. When I was alone I would rub my pussy and fantasize about having sex with Janet often. I wanted her tits in my mouth . I wanted to taste her pussy so bad . I wanted her to taste my pussy . I imagined her having things like vibrators and strap-ons she could use on me. I thought of her often that way. When I was taking a bath or when I was in bed alone I would rub my pussy till I came thinking of Janet.

During the next few months I started to notice that Janet was looking at me as well. Especially during summer when I would go over to April’s to swim in her pool. I would notice Janet checking me out. Giving me the up down ( a girl knows when were being looked at). I could tell she liked me in my bikini . I would do extra stretches and bends so she would get a eyeful. It was such a turn on when I caught her checking me out. I want too but I cant describe the feelings I got. I know she made my vag tingle and that’s all that matters. I have to admit I liked the way she looked in hers too. She offered to rub my back a lot with lotion and I would lay there just enjoying her touching me.

Inside I was torn though. My bff April had no idea about her mom. Had no idea she was lesbian or into girls. I knew it wasn’t my place to say anything. there would be all of “ how do you know “ and drama like that . Im not into all that bitch shit. Also I found myself more and more sexually attracted to her mom. I knew it was wrong but that’s how I felt at the time.

It was some months later . The summer of my 17th April had gone off to volleyball camp for a week. I wanted to go swimming so I went over to her house . I knew Janet wouldn’t mind me coming by. I knocked on the door an Janet was excited to let me in. It was clear that she was probably on her second bottle of wine :). I told her why was there to go swimming. She told me that she was about to change into her suit and it would be great to get into the pool with me. She went to her room and I went to the bathroom and we both changed into our bikinis.

When we met back at the pool I know my mouth dropped . There was Janet in a new suit that barely covered her up at all. I just stared at her beautiful body . Her top barely covered her nipples at all. i thought to my self her tits are hot and I wanted them . I could tell her bottom was shaved and bare. Or so I thought. We enjoyed the pool together for about an hour . We got out together when Janet wanted another drink. We were sitting under her canape talking . Just b.s really for the most part nothing remarkable I guess I was acting nervous or fidgety. She noticed something was off with me. Janet asked if something was wrong. I couldn’t keep it in anymore. At that moment it all came flooding back to me. The night in her bedroom. All the times I fantasized about her. All the times I looked at her and how she turned me on so much. I was looking at her now in her new bikini and I found myself speechless not knowing what to say. I had to say something . Before I could stop myself (weather I wanted to or not) I said to her “ my boyfriend likes it shaved down there and im afraid to do it , I don’t want to cut myself . Would you help me”. It was a lie I didn’t even have a boyfriend at the time. At first Janet didn’t say anything. I guess I surprised her . Then she just snapped back and said “of course go to my room and get ready” . I don’t know why she said her room but after what I just said to her I went with it. I walked to her room so nervous and shaking . I knew what I was doing . I was about to be naked in front of my best friends mom. I wanted her to have my pussy so bad. I went to her room and stood at the front of her bed. I slipped off my bikini bottoms and layed back on her bed waiting for her to come in. She walked in with a warm rag some shaving cream and a razor. There I was 17 and naked with my legs spread ,my pussy wide ready for her on her bed.

She stood there checking out my body for a second . I don’t know what she was thinking but I knew what I was. I just wanted her to start , to touch me. She got down on her knees between my legs. She started talking I wasnt really paying attention to what she was saying. Things like how men hewr age like some muff down there . She just don’t understand about full shave . I didn’t care I was just happy to finally having her where I wanted her. She started with a warm wet rag . When she pressed it on to my pussy I felt like I wanted to explode all ready. She rubbed the warm wet rag up n down my pussy .I might have let out a soft moan . It felt so good .She just kept working me. Next came the shaving cream . My god I was heaven having her hand on my pussy rubbing me like she was . Im sure by then she could tell I was getting wet. She just kept talking to me . Maby because she was uncomfortable I dont know I just remember her talking a lot while she shaved me. Finally the razor . I could tell she knew what she was doing right away. Janet would shave me a bit then rinse the razor in aa bowl of water she had . It took about 10 minutes but she shaved my pussy completely bald. I was so wet and turned on by then.

After Janet finished shaving me she was still on her knees and she gave me this look I will never forget . I just nodded my head as if to say yes. There was no “dont tell april or anybody” kind of talk at all. She lowered her mouth to my pussy and just started to lick me. Omg I was in heaven.. she ran her toung up and down my slit . She was teasing my clit. I started to let out loud moans of pleasure as Janet ate me out She took my hand and placed it on the back of her head . I pushed her face hard into me.it felt so good having her finally down me. She would open my lips and suck on them . She did this thing I could only describe as being toung fucked My pussy was quivering and shaking . While Janet was eating my pussy she reached up with her hands and started to play and squeeze my tits. Pinching my nipples making them hard.oh god the way she was making my body feel was amazing. then she took a hand and slid a finger inside me . She was finger fucking me while she ate me out. Then two fingers . Oh my god Janet was amazing . I couldn’t take it much more. I was moaning an breathing hard . Then it happened I had my first orgasm of the day. On her fingers and her face . She just kept at it licking me clean.

Janet asked me if I enjoyd that my only answer for her was “ Hell ya” while I was taking a moment to relax and catching my breath. I moved up on her bed and Janet took off her bikini. It was the first time I saw a naked woman in a sexual way and I def liked what I saw. Janet is tall . Like me shes also into running so she has a fit body tanned with long blonde hair. Her tits are nice too maby a d cup . I don’t know or care I just wanted to suck on them for her. her pussy wasn’t completely shaved like mine was now. It had some muff down there shaved into a land strip. All I could think was how sexy she was right then.

Janet crawled into bed with me and right away we started kissing . Our arms were wraped around each other tightly. We kissed each other with passion and lust. I nervously took my hand and started to play with her ass working up the nerv to touch her pussy for the first time. As we kissed she reached down and started to rub my pussy again . That’s when I first touched another girl vag. I started to rub her in circles up and down . I loved knowing how good I was making her feel . I just kept rubbing her pussy for her then she moved a little and I took my chance. I got one of her tits into my mouth n just kept sucking on her tit as I rubbed her pussy. while I was busy sucking on her tits she asked me if I was ready?. I knew what she ment . I smiled at her and said yes. I moved on top of her body . I started with soft kiss on the lips . Then I lived out my fantasy with her. I gave her a quick kiss an a lil bite on her neck. Then I kissed my way down her body . Taking time to suck on and please both of her tits . I kept kissing my way down her belly. Then I got down to Janets pussy. The smell of it was hypnotic to me. I loved the smell of her vag, then I started moving my toung up and down her lips. I must have been doing it right because she started grinding on my face. I ran my toung up and down wanting to taste everything. i couldn’t stop licking her pussy . I found her clit with my toung and just started to tease it and lick it . She was so wet from me eating her out . I remembered earlier how I had my hand on her head so I did the same. I put her hand on my head and she pressed me in deep into her. I loved the taste of her pussy . I knew right then I was addicted.. then she did something I wasn’t expecting. She pulled me by my hair up to her and started kissing more, more harder n deeply then any guy ever kissed me. Then she rooled off the bed telling me how wonderful I was and how I made her orgasm. I was feeling really good . She already knew I wasn’t a virgin by how deep she had her fingers inside my pussy earlier . I may be 17 but im no angel. She then asked if I ever used a toy before. I told her I used a hair brush before but no toy’s. Janet reached over and opened her night stand and brought out a vibrator. Now I knew she was going to fuck me. She turned the vibrator on .She layed down next to me and started kissing me again as she teased my pussy rubbing the vibrator up and down my pussy. It felt so good I just spread my legs wider for her. As I started to suck on her tits again she pushed the vibe into me . She pushed it all the way into me . My pussy hadn’t been stretched so much . Dam my body was going wild. It was Turned up all the way .she just started to fuck me with it. Back n forth while she was sucking on my tits. harder and harder she was pushing this toy inside me. My pussy was wrapped so tight around this vibrator. I could feel every inch of it. Faster and faster harder and harder she was pounding my pussy . Every so often she would stop and lick my juices off of it . My god that was wild to watch then she would put it back inside my pussy and fuck me even more with it. By now I lost track of how many orgasms I had . I just know my body felt like it never has before. When I was done with my last orgasm she finally stopped with the vibe and put it away. We just layed there in her bed hugging and kissing each other for what felt like forever. I was in love with another woman .

I ended up staying with janet for the weekend . We didnt even bother wearing cloths by the second day. We had a 3 year relationship. Before you ask no we never got cought by my friend April. She went to normal high school and I went to continuation. That left us about 4 hrs alone every day. We did almost get caught kissing once but thats for another time 🙂

Well that’s it. That was my first lesbian experience . Im glad I shared and I hoped you enjoyed …Stacie xoxo

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