Bukkake Bhabhiji

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An invite for small send-off dinner by our first floor Bhabhiji was forwarded through her favorite lad among us Raghu. We are a bunch college students living together for the past four years in this rented office space behind our college campus. Our hostel facility were very meager and not welcoming, hence we all shifted to this empty office space that was available. The only first floor above us was occupied by a North Indian couple from far up there.

The lady of the house, Bhabhiji is the one who invited us for this send-off dinner as we all have completed our course and leaving for our native places the next day. We all assembly like obedient boy for this surprise dinner as Bhabhiji was very strict regarding our late night activities. The old window air conditioner and TV were on and we all adjusted in this limited space available in the Hall. The TV was playing some wild Bollywood numbers. Raghu was arranging some table for all of us and suddenly he placed two full bottles of our favorite Rum on the table.

We all looked at each other wondering what has changed our strict Bhabhiji. Raghu followed up with empty plastic glasses, soda and chill Coka-Cola. As he requested all to open the bottle and merry. We all were still a little bit hesitant.

Bhabhiji entered the Hall, with freshly fried Chicken Pakodas and fried eggs in her tray, welcoming all of us all in her ever broken Tamil. She asked us to start pouring and she insisted few surprises await for us tonight. Raghu started mixing Rum with Cola for us and Bhabhiji requesting us to try some of her Chicken Pakodas, taksim escort we all softly said Cheers! gulped the first of Rum closing our eyes as we often habitually do. After all have finished our first round Bhabhiji said she cant have a glass as she said in Hindi like in old Hindi movies do “Main Maa Banne Wali Hoon!”

We all were in complete shock and almost puked the Rum we gulped moments ago and looked at each other as though claiming innocence. She has been married for past five or so and she never had conceived a child all these years with her Ganja addict factory employee husband. Then we all looked back at her, she was being hugged from behind by our Raghu with his palms on her Pregnant Bump openly visible over her low hip Lehenga saree. Few of us threw our empty plastic glass on him in disgust, but she introduced him as her child’s father and kissed him openly lip-to-lip in front of all of us. When did this happen?

Raghu calmed all of us and said she badly wanted to be a Mother and he obliged. He carried on and said now she wants all your blessings, he again reiterated Blessings and then took a glass of Rum and called out Cheers!

Bhabhiji started dancing for a Bollywood number as the lights were dimmed. She was wearing a sexy Lehenga saree like never before. Few guys started dancing but alone and little far from Bhabhiji in respect. But she went and joined them in dance and the next moment she had swiftly removed her pallu from shoulder and was now she dancing very sexually in middle of all of us in topkapı escort her tight fitting Choli and an ankle length Lehenga. The guys dancing as well as the rest on sofa were surprised and the Rum was flowing for the night.

As the numbers and tempo were raising on the dance, Bhabhiji was getting even more erotic with her step as young lads dancing with her to her beats. Raghu mischievous joined the dance and swiftly opened her Choli knots. The Choli got loose and fell on the floor. She stood topless with her arms raised above for all of us to admire fair boobs with her dark tout tits and sat on the floor but continued dancing topless for the guys crowded over her.

The song changed and an even more racy number continued as she dance by delightfully stroking the members in the guys. Raghu was calming everyone saying she needs your Blessings. She went a step further and opened a few of the lads trouser zips.

Raghu suddenly gave Bhabhiji his erect cock which she obediently took in her mouth. The other guys were shocked seeing their strict but loving and concern Bhabhiji in this state and were taken aback, but in his intoxicated state few opened their cocks out and hungrily started playing with them. She jumped to the cock next to her and proceed blowing cock after cock encouraging everyone to try her playful mouth.

Next the one the guys tossed her over pulled her lehenga over to find their Bhabhiji not wearing a panty and was about to inserted his cock. Raghu cautioned him and he left his Bhabhiji’s tuyap escort ass in good respect. She slowly turned around and parted her thighs, still holding on to an erect cock and then requested him to tongue his clean shaven pussy for this send-off dinner. The lady obligated went down to taste his Bhabhiji’s nectar. She looked around and called the last guy still standing with is pants on. He just dropped the glass and furiously tried to get of his jeans and fell down on the floor. No one tried to help him as all the cocks were blown or massaged or wacked by their sweet Bhabhiji. Raghu was enjoying his drink as all his friends were poundering on his pregnant Bhabhiji. But this was what she wished as she needed all their blessings available to be a Ma.

As the cocks were well massaged and wet she requested the lads for their blessings, their cum as Abhishekam. Raghu had reduced the TV volume. She requested them with folded hands please bless your Bhabhiji a motherhood. Raghu entered the group and wacked his cock vigorously till he cummed his semen on her cheek and forehead. She obligately took his blessed cock and cleaned in her mouth with her tongue. Raghu massaged the cum on her cheeks all over face and requested all his friends to follow suit.

His friends obliged and cum on her face a Bukkake Abhishekam. The guys were on a regular appetite of Japanese porn. All the lads blessed their Bhabhiji, bless her with their strings of cum and massaged her face with their pulsating cock. She in turn was very dutiful and clean every cock with her lips after her blessing.

They rest a few minutes, but the cocks up like spring chicken. Within few minutes they again started to play their sticky Bhabhiji. They took care as she was pregnant and carried her to the bedroom. Raghu slept with her and shut the bedroom door. Rest of us carried with party and left this town next day with sweet memories of their sweet Bhabhiji.

Shower Lust

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***All characters are over 18 and are fictional. Any resemblance to any real-life persons or situations is purely coincidental.

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Alan needed to run. It was the only way he could relax. He had a job interview in a few hours, his first big one since graduating from college. He was hoping the internship he was at would lead him to a full-time position with a decent salary, but they had shown that they weren’t serious about adding him to their payroll as a real employee. He was sure he would get this job; he had the qualifications, the references, and the ambition.

He spent the last few days getting himself ready. He studied the company he was interviewing for, how his qualifications worked for them, and he practiced the answers to the questions they were most likely going to ask him.

As ready as he was, he was still getting a lot of anxiety as the time got closer. When he feels this way, he finds that going for a run helps him relax. His mind becomes clearer, he feels less stressed, and his mood changes. After timing it out, he thought he had time for a good run, come home for a shower, get himself ready for the interview, and still be on time for it.

He put on a short-sleeved performance shirt, gym shorts, and his usual running shoes. He put his phone on the arm band to connect it to his earbuds so he could listen to some music as he ran.

As soon as he left his bedroom, he ran into his mother, Janice, in the hallway, who apparently had the same idea herself. She had her blonde hair tied back in a ponytail and was wearing a dark-colored sports bra with matching lightweight leggings and white running shoes. She also had her phone on an armband and earbuds to listen to music.

“Aren’t you going to be late for your interview?” Janice.

“I looked into it. I have enough time to do this,” Alan assured her. “How about you? Aren’t you going to be late for work? I remember you said you had an important meeting today.”

“I’ll be fine,” she replied. “You want to run together?”

“No. If you don’t mind, I think I’d relax more if I ran on my own.”

“Suit yourself.”

They did some stretches before they left their condominium building, then ran off in opposite directions. Sometimes Alan doesn’t mind running with his mother; it can sometimes be fun. But he soon learned there were some drawbacks to running with her. First, he had people assume that they were a couple. He couldn’t blame them, because usually when you see a man and a woman running together, they are more than likely a couple. But still, he would rather people not think he and his mother were a couple. This would also hinder his efforts to meet women when he’s out running and meeting other women doing the same thing, which sometimes worked out for him.

The second reason he doesn’t like running with his mother is that he doesn’t like seeing other men checking her out in front of him. In a way, he can’t blame those men for looking at her that way; she was a very attractive woman, and with the running clothes she wears, it’s hard not to look. In cooler weather, when she has to cover up more for her runs, it’s not so bad. But in warmer weather, when her running clothes become more revealing, that’s when men really start looking at her in that way. Alan also looks at the female runners who are dressed like her in that same way, so he understands. But that doesn’t mean he likes seeing men checking out his mother in front of him like that.

Alan did his usual three-mile run that went along a route that he developed for himself that took him all the way back home. He would stop about every mile to take a break, do more stretches, and do a small set of pushups. His route also took him to a few public water fountains where he would take a quick drink before he kept going.

By the time he got back to his building, the anxiety had faded away, but he was dripping in sweat. He also smelled pretty bad, so he needed to take a shower fast. His mother arrived at the same time he did, also covered in sweat and with an odor that neither one of them could avoid noticing. They slowly made their way back up to their condo while having some small talk. They didn’t realize until they got to the bathroom doorway that they both wanted to take a shower at the same time.

“You should go first,” said Alan. He felt that he should be respectful and let his mother use the shower before him.

“No, no, you have that interview. You go first,” she replied.

“Didn’t you say you had an important office meeting today? Isn’t it important?”

“But I’ll take too long in the shower, you know I will. You should take it first.”

This argument went back and forth like this for a few minutes, with each one of them being courteous to the other about their situation. The problem was, their condo had only one shower to use. They occasionally had issues like this before, but never when they were both in such a time crunch.

“Ok, I think I got it,” said Janice. “You’re not going to like the idea, but I think we should Girne Escort shower together.”

“What?” Alan asked with a cringed face.

“It could work. It’s a dual shower, it’s made for two people to shower together.”

Janice was talking about how the previous owners of the condominium were a married couple who redesigned their bathroom for both of their needs. The bathroom had a large double sink counter top with a large mirror in the center, and a medicine cabinet and drawers on each side of the sinks. The shower was a foot wider and a foot longer than a standard size, and was redesigned as a dual shower where each side had its own shower head.

Janice and Alan enjoyed this perk when they moved into the place many years ago. They each had their own side of the sink for their own personal use, so none of their belongings got mixed up with the others. This worked out better for Janice, who had a lot of beauty and hygiene products she needed to keep separate from Alan’s bathroom items.

They did the same thing with the shower, where they each claimed their own side. They had their own shower caddies on each side for their own products, and even their own soap dish for their own favorite soap. This worked out better for Alan because before they moved here, they lived in a place with a standard shower setting and his mother’s shower products always came first.

Now, they were in a situation where they were both in desperate need of a shower to be on time for their own personal reasons. And the only solution his mother could come up with was that they take a shower together, using the opposite sides of the dual shower.

“We’ll have our own personal sides, like we normally do if we were on our own. Only this time, we keep our backs turned to one another.”

“But we’ll still be naked together,” said Alan.

“But we’ll have our backs turned to one another the whole time. We won’t see anything.”

“Yes, but…” Alan had trouble expressing his disapproval of this idea.

“I know this is not the best idea, but we’re both pressed for time here. You cannot afford to be late for your interview, and I can’t afford to be late for my meeting.”

She walked into the bathroom and closed the door behind her without locking it so Alan can enter when he’s ready.

“I’ll go into the shower first,” she said from behind the door. “When you’re ready, just come in with your head turned away and I’ll turn away from you too.”

Alan just stood there for a minute, trying to realize what was happening. He never thought he would ever be in this kind of situation. While he was thinking about what to do, he suddenly got a whiff of his own body again. Even if he did find a way to make himself look presentable for the interview, he wasn’t sure how he could cover up the body odor he created from his run.

He heard the shower turn on and assumed his mother was already inside. He decided he had no choice in the matter; he would just have to be extra careful with her being there. He walked inside the bathroom and began taking off his running clothes.

“Ok, I’m going to come in the shower with you now,” Alan warned her.

“That’s great, sweetie. And don’t worry, we’ll be adults about this whole situation.”

He turned his head away as he opened the curtain just enough to step into the shower. The whole situation was incredibly awkward for him because he knew his naked mother was just standing a couple of feet away from him. But they had their backs turned away from each other, so as far as he knew, they had their privacy. He turned on his side of the shower and began cleaning his body.

“See, this isn’t so bad,” said Janice. “I mean, it’s not ideal, but it’s not so bad.”

“I agree,” he told her.

“And as a bonus, you can brag to your friends about how you took a shower with a sexy blonde.”

Alan laughed at that joke.

“I could, but with a bit of editing to that story.”

This time, it was Janice who laughed.

Alan managed to perform his usual shower routine without a problem. The only thing he found he couldn’t do was turn around, like one would occasionally need to in a shower to clean their bodies. But he had to find other ways around that, just like he was sure his mother was doing the same thing on her side of the shower.

“Sweetie, I have a crazy idea, if you don’t mind me bringing it up,” said Janice.

“What is it, mom?”

“You know how it’s difficult to wash certain hard-to-reach areas of your back?”

“Yes, I do. And even if you could somehow reach those spots, you can’t scrub that area that well.”

“I was thinking, what if we scrubbed each other’s backs?” she suggested. “This is a rare opportunity to get that done correctly for once.”

Alan was surprised by that suggestion. He agreed that it was a good idea; he always wanted a good back scrub. But it would be better if he had any woman other than his mother doing this for him.

“It’s not a bad idea, mom. But I don’t think we can Magosa Escort do this without seeing each other’s backsides.”

“I thought about that already,” she replied. “And I think it’s OK, just this once. It’s only our backsides we’ll be seeing. It’s our front sides that we mostly need to keep private.”

He supposed his mother was right. Seeing a person’s backside is not as much of a problem as seeing their front side. He had seen his mother in bikinis plenty of times; he always felt it was less awkward to see her from behind than to see her from the front, where she liked to show off plenty of her breasts.

“So, what do you say? Should we scrub each other’s backs?”

“Why not? We’re already here, and it’s just a one-time thing anyway.”

“Exactly. Now be ready; I’m going to turn around and do your back first.”

“Ok, but please use my soap. Yours smells too much like strawberries.”

Alan handed her the soap he wanted her to use over his shoulder and she took it. He was still a little uncomfortable with his mother seeing his naked ass, but he was willing to let it go at the moment.

Janice soaped up the loofah and began scrubbing her son’s back. He was a little taller than her, not too muscular, but he had good body tone for a 22-year-old. Seeing her son like this, she couldn’t help thinking that he looked a little like his father who died when Alan was very young.

“Cute butt, by the way,” she told him.

Alan gave a small laugh. “I knew you were going to say something like that.”

“I’m not joking; it’s true. I’m surprised you’re not doing better with women after seeing this. It kind of makes me want to see what you’ve got going on in the front.”

“Come on, mom,” he cried out. “Going overboard now. What happened to being adults about this?”

Janice laughed.

“I’m sorry. No more comments, I promise.”

She finished scrubbing his and handed him his loofah back.

“How does that feel?” she asked.

“That felt wonderful. Thank you.”

“Great. Now it’s your turn, stud.”

She gave Alan a good smack on the ass and then turned her back on him.

“Hey, you said you were going to stop that.”

“No, I said no more comments,” she replied. “I didn’t say I wouldn’t do anything else.”

Alan took a moment to get ready to see what he was about to see. He turned around and saw the naked backside of his own mother. It was only her backside, but in that moment, he couldn’t help thinking that she had a great body on her. She was in her early 40’s, with long blonde hair that he had pulled to the side so Alan could better scrub her back. She always kept herself in good shape by running and going to the gym regularly. Her ass was a little big, but had a good shape to it.

He remembered how she looked in bikinis and sports bras, so he knew she had a good size D-cups. In this position, he could see the side of her breasts. Even from the sides, he never saw that much skin before and kind of wondered how they looked if he got a full view of them.

Alan suddenly felt a twinge in his dick and saw that it was starting to grow. He needed to keep his mind on the task at hand and not think of his mother in a sexual way, despite what he had to do next.

He asked for her soap and she passed it to him the soap over her shoulder. After soaping the loofah enough, he began scrubbing her back in the same way she did for him.

“That feels so good,” she told him. “If you ever get a girlfriend, you need to remember to do this for her. She would love it.”

“You shouldn’t be talking about my dating life. I don’t remember the last time I saw a man coming around here.”

“Hey, I have no trouble getting a man if I want to,” she bragged to him.

“With that ass, I’m sure you don’t.”

Janice laughed. She knew he was joking around with her because she had been joking with him before. But at the same time, she couldn’t help feeling flattered about her ass.

“Thank you,” she said. She didn’t want to show that she would be embarrassed by that comment like her son was when she said the same thing to him.

“I’m serious. It kind of makes me want to see what’s going on in the front.”

“Why don’t you check it out for yourself?” she said, daring him.

“Ok, if you insist.”

Alan grabbed her by the shoulders and gently tried to turn her. He wasn’t really going to make her turn around, he just wanted to call her bluff and mess with her like she did with him. As soon as he did that, Janice screamed like most women do when they are in that situation.

“Ok, you called my bluff,” she said. “I’m sorry I started this joke.”

“I’m just messing with you like you messed with me. I wasn’t really going to try to turn you around,” he assured her. “Although I’m sure I’d be pleased by what I might see.”

Janice laughed. She was having a lot of fun being teased like this by her son.

“Ok, we’ve had our fun but that’s enough joking now,” she said.

Alan finished up scrubbing her Lefkoşa Escort back and passed her loofah back to her.

“All done,” he said. “I’m going to turn back around now.”

He gave his mother a good smack on her ass before turning back around.

“Now we’re going too far,” she said, laughing. “It was fun, but it has to stop now.”

“Sorry, I couldn’t resist. No more messing around, I promise.”

Alan finished up his shower routine and let his mother know he was stepping out of the shower. This was a relief to her because she really needed to turn around to do other things in the shower.

Alan dried himself off, put the towel around his waist, and left the bathroom. He still had time to get ready for his interview, so he took his time getting dressed and fixing his hair for the interview. When he was about to leave, he saw that his mother was already out of the shower and in her bedroom getting ready herself.

“Mom, I’m leaving now,” he called out to her.

“Ok sweetie, I’m getting ready to leave myself. Good luck with your interview,” she called back to him. “Text me about how it went.”

“I will,” he assured her.

Before he left, he noticed that the bedroom door was slightly ajar. He couldn’t help thinking how far along she was in getting ready for her job. Mostly, he wondered if she was still naked. He considered quietly walking towards the door and trying to take a peek at her. Even if he saw her in her underwear, it would be something he would like to see. After seeing her in the shower like that, he couldn’t help thinking how sexy she was and that he wouldn’t mind seeing more.

He shook his head, forcing himself to realize what he was thinking about doing was a bad idea. He realized he was only having these thoughts because of how he saw her in the shower earlier. He left the condo and drove off to his interview. He did his best to push the thoughts about his mother out of his mind so he could concentrate on the interview.

Alan felt that he nailed the interview, which was confirmed three days later when they called to offer him the job. He put in his two weeks’ notice right away and also took that time to prepare himself for his new job.

On the morning of his first day, he got up a little earlier than usual to take a quick jog on a shorter route than he usually takes. He got back at the condo just in time to see his mother leaving for a run herself. The weather was warmer than usual, so she wore a thin-strapped sports bra that showed plenty of cleavage and running shorts instead of her usual leggings.

“Will you be on time for your first day?” she asked.

“Don’t worry, I have plenty of time,” he assured her.

They said their goodbyes and she ran off. Ever since that day they showered together, they’ve been making jokes about that with each other.

In the shower, Alan took his time cleaning himself up. Along the way, he began thinking about that day when he showered with his mother. Mostly, he couldn’t help thinking what a great ass she had. He was more of a breast guy, but he could appreciate a good ass when he saw one. He also couldn’t help thinking about how she dressed when he saw her leave for her run a few minutes ago. The sports bra she wore gave him plenty to look at.

He was thinking about his mother’s body so much that he didn’t realize that his dick had gotten fully erect by then. He felt a lot of shame for thinking about his mother in that way and being aroused by it, but at the same time, it felt so good to think about her as a sexual object.

He knew it was a bad idea, but he decided to start jerking off right there with the thoughts about his mother. He imagined her running with her tits bouncing around in her sports bra, the stretches she had to do along the way, and finally the shower she had to take afterwards. His dick was never as hard in his hand as it was right now.

He imagined her playing with herself in the shower, getting herself off very quickly. He then imagined himself joining her in the shower and started kissing her as she jerked him off. Soon, his thoughts turned to him fucking her hard in the shower.

It wasn’t long before he shot his load in the shower and he watched his cum swirl down the drain. He felt guilty about it all, but he loved it nonetheless.

When he was done with the shower and dried off, he went to his bedroom to get ready. He saw the time and realized that he had spent too much time jerking off in the shower and was now on the verge of being late. He quickly got himself ready, ran out of the house, and drove off. He got to work at the exact minute he was supposed to be there.

Over the next few weeks, Alan found himself fantasizing about his mother many times when jerking off. He thought about other women, of course, but she had become his new go-to fantasy when he really wanted to get himself going.

He did try to stop, thinking it wasn’t healthy to focus on her so much. But then his mother would do something randomly innocuous and he would be back at it. She once just bent over to pick something up, and he got a good look down her shirt, and that was enough for him to go to his room and jerk off. The guilt he first had when he did this slowly faded away. Eventually, he thought there was nothing wrong with it since it was all just a fantasy.

Geek’s Big Break Pt. 10

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Hey Loves,

I know it’s been a while. I’ve been busy working on several things and putting up additional parts of my Literotica stories kind of became the lowest or my priorities (sorry about that). Here’s an additional part of Geek’s Big Break. I hope it satisfies all of you who’ve been asking about it. I’m trying to get more organized so I can work on the stories here and other places. Anyway, here is part ten of Geeks Big Break. Hope you enjoy. Let me know in the comments what you think. I am also hard at work on the next few chapters of The Power of Love and the final Chapters of Waking the vengeance. I’m about halfway done with the novella sequel to Trophy Wives School: Rachel in writing Trophy Wives school: Ruth. It will not release until it’s finished.

This is a work of fiction, written for fantasy purposes. It includes unrealistic sexual practices and fantasy situations. If you like your erotica more reality based, then pass on this series

All participants involved in sexual scenes are 18 years old or older.

IF you haven’t read the first nine parts, I’d do that first. Here’s a short overlook of 1-9:

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Liza

Part 1: Gio McLoed’s older sister Fiona sees her brother’s big fat cock, measures it and then sucks and fucks it, taking his virginity. Unknown to the two, his mother sees them and videotapes them to blackmail Geo into fucking her.

Part 2: Gio shows the Anderson Twins his Big Fat Cock and realizes his sister is right. He takes both twins as cum sluts. Tiffany willingly and Tara reluctantly. Then he humiliates them by having them make their Jock boyfriends watch them both fuck and suck him. Fiona gets informed she is also one of his sluts and, after a token resistance, even agrees to let him breed her. Then Gio gets two surprises, the first when Mister Anderson turns his daughters over to him, the second when his mother wants to know why he isn’t fucking her.

Part 3: In which Gio’s mom learns what she has to do to get her son’s big fat cock. Then sucks and fucks him in the entranceway to their house. Begs her son to make her pregnant and is carried to bed completely satisfied. The next morning Gio straightens out some issues he caused, decided who to impregnate and who not to and tells his growing harem where they all will live for the foreseeable future. The Twins and Gio arrive at school to face an angry Brock and Chris.

Part 4: In which Gio protects Tiffany and Tara from their exes and gets hauled to the office. We find out a secret about Gio and his hobby. He takes control of the Vice Principal and makes her his school time slut and forces her to find him women to relieve his pressure at school. Then he takes his mom in her office at work and they get caught in the act.

Part 5: In which Gio sends Tara home with Greg for a night of Daddy/Daughter Delight. Realizes he has to ‘give’ the Anderson Twins to the true love of their lives, their own Father. Then has to convince Fiona she is more to him than a convenient cum dump, but truly one love of his life. All while dealing with school, his rising responsibilities as Master of a harem and figuring out who to sell his social media app to.

Part 6: Tiffany decides she wants to belong to Gio, but he’s sent her back to her Dad with Tara, who wants to be Daddy’s Breeding Princess.

Gio continues to try to impregnate his mom. She arranges for Gio to get a Financial Valuation done on his Clicktalk app. Gio meets a new girl, and is given a dressing down by Greg Anderson for the way he handled Tiffany and Tara. He also gets a loaner bike while his is being fixed and meets the Tailor, who promises him custom fit clothes befitting a young adult.

Part 7: Gio meets the owner of a local adult store; Pink Cherry who helps him with outfits and collars for his women. He returns home and makes things right with Tiffany, accepting her as his sex slave and collaring her. Mia shows up to tell him how to increase the Value of his company. Becky Long, Abi’s mother arrives and learns about Gio’s new life. Later she returns with Abi and they ask Gio for help to get away from the Chadwick men.

Part 8: Gio sets out to make Clicktalk a more productive company. Abi, Gio and the twins withdraw from school. Abi and Gio go to open a business bank account. They buy an engagement ring for Abi, visit with Cherry and give her a ride on Gio’s enormous cock. Then head out to buy a new motorcycle.

Part 9: Gio and Abi punish Becky for deciding things for the family without their input. That turns into sex play with Gio, Abi, Becky, Tiffany and Fiona. Fiona admits she wants to be Gio’s ‘Housewife’ and the mother of his children. It’s agreed to let her become pregnant with Gio’s child and quit college. Abi introduces the family to the “polyamorist lifestyle and suggests that Gio, Abi, Fiona and Tiffany enter a polyamorous marriage. Gio asks his sister Kıbrıs Escort and Tiffany to marry him. The girls each ask the other to marry them as well and they agree to become a polyamory. Abi meets Cheri Pinkston and falls in lust, inviting the innocent girl to become the polyamory’s first ‘Girlfriend.’ Then Gio and Abi teach Cheri her first lesson about sex and give the girl her first lesson in passionate play. Becky admits she needs humiliation as much as pain and agrees to become the family ‘fuck-puppy’ complete with ears and butt plug tail.

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Seventeen

Mia sat at her desk trying to finish up everything before her time at this company was up. She’d already submitted G. L. Creations valuation and her letter of resignation. She was excited about the new opportunity that being part of Gio’s company would provide her. For the first time in five years, since her whole family died was Mia feeling something besides numb. It was all thanks to Gio and his family, most of whom she hadn’t even met yet. But she was tonight, even if just for a work-related supper. But just the thought that Gio wanted her to join his strange little group had sparked something inside her.

It didn’t do away with the guilt she still felt. Guilt that her entire family had died when their private jet had crashed, coming to watch her graduate from the private boarding school Mia’s father had insisted she had to attend. Like most nights, her dreams would be filled with memories of her graduation night and then the request for her to report to the headmistress’ office. All her classmates were spending time with their families or getting ready for the graduation parties that several families were throwing.

Mia however, was worried. Her family hadn’t shown up. She’d tried calling each of them, but all their cellphones went straight to voicemail. When she arrived at the headmistress office, she took one look at the woman and the two men in black suits standing there and knew something bad had happened. That was when they told her that her parents’ plane had exploded on takeoff. She had fallen apart. They’d sent her to the infirmary where the doctor had given her a shot of something that let her sleep.

When she woke the next day, she was numb. Mia knew she was alone in the world and she knew she should cry and rant and rave, but she felt nothing. At the funeral for her family, she felt nothing. During the meeting with her family’s lawyer, she was numb as they told her she inherited everything. Mia was numb when she enrolled in college the following week. She was still numb when she went home to the private island and vast mansion she now owned for holidays. Mia was numb as she studied and excelled in her business classes for the next four years.

Nothing changed until the day that Gio McLeod had shown up at her work and suddenly she felt for the first time in five years. She had felt the excitement of attraction. Then later that night, thinking about becoming one of his women, she had felt guilt. Gio’s lifestyle went so against everything her father had thought as a pastor. Still, she couldn’t get the desire and excitement of what she had learned about Gio out of her head. A man with several women all wanting him, willing to share him and please him.

So tonight, she’d go to dinner, and they’d all start to learn about each other. In two days, she and Gio had a date planned where he would explain more to her about his family situation and the girls that were all his and maybe show her how to be a woman.

As she was still thinking about all that, she heard a throat cleared behind her. She turned to find her supervisor standing at the entrance to her little office cubical. “Oh, sorry Mister Johnson. I was just trying to decide which project to work on next.”

The older gentleman smiled a sad smile at her. “That won’t be necessary, Ms. Gataki. I was informed that you had given HR your two weeks’ notice this morning?”

Mia nodded her head. “Yes sir, I was offered a job with a small company as a member of their financial dept.”

“What if we were to offer you a raise? Would you consider staying? You have the potential to be a great asset to our team with a bit more experience under your belt. That Valuation you did for G.L. Creations, for example. With more experience, you would have valuated that at a higher and more accurate value, but you showed great promise.”

Mia smiled. “Thank you, but a raise wouldn’t get me to stay. While I’ve enjoyed working here, this new opportunity excites me. I get to be part of something from almost the beginning and help make it grow.”

The older man nodded and then sighed. “I understand. I wish you weren’t leaving us, but I understand following your dreams. Honestly, Lefkoşa Escort at your level, there isn’t a need for you to work a notice. You can head down to HR. They have a box for you to pack up and clean out your desk.”

Mia tilted her head. “Are you sure? I don’t mind working the two weeks.”

Johnson held out his hand for her to shake. “No, don’t worry about it. HR will have your replacement by tomorrow or the next day, anyway. Good luck with your new position. Stop by security on your way out and turn in your badge. Just leave the files you were working on at your desk. The next employee will just get to start on them.”

So, in less than an hour, Mia was outside of the building. Her old job gone and time to spare before she was supposed to meet with Gio and the rest of the staff of her new one. Without really thinking it through she went back to her condo and filled the jetted tub with hot water and rose oil and sank into the fragrant steam with her foot she flipped on the jets and settled back with a glass of wine letting her thoughts run where they wanted. What surprised her was that they locked on the family she was going to eat with tonight. She’d had several fantasies in the last few days about Gio, but today it seemed her mind wondered what it would be like to be part of what his self-proclaimed sex-slave said was their family. As much as she wondered what it would be like to experience the sexual pleasure a man like Gio could give her, she was equally curious what it would be like to experience being part of a family that loved on each other.

The idea had her nipples standing out hard and aching. She imagined Tiffany rubbing on her tits and lower on her swollen folds, getting her ready for Gio to fill her for the first time with that cock she’d heard so much about. Yet even as her body responded and let her know it was excited at the idea of her and a group of people getting sexy together and exploring this alternate lifestyle she’d stumbled upon, she was also feeling guilty. This wasn’t something her family would have endorsed, and she felt like she was betraying their memories by even contemplating being part of such an erotic experience. Mia knew she had to come to grips with what her parents had wanted for her and what she was just coming to believe she wanted for herself. She needed to put the past to rest. Mia needed to go home and say goodbye once and for all and try to move forward instead of hiding here with her memories of her family. She needed to return to the island that belonged to her now and put the past behind her once and for all.

Mia climbed out of the tub and quickly dried and got dressed. The clothes she picked would be conservative next to what he’d seen Gio’s sex-slave wear the day before, but it was the most provocative outfit she owned at present. It seemed before her date with Gio she needed to go shopping for clothing that let him know she was ready to become his. After all, he’d made it plain that his desire was for her to join his little family. OH to hell with it, call it what it was: She was ready to join Gio’s harem of willing women if he still wanted her. The thought of experiencing everything that the group could teach her had her dripping with arousal.

She picked up her cellphone and called a number she hadn’t dialed since her graduation. She knew it was still active and that the person she wanted to talk to would answer. “Hello Princess, how may I help you?”

Mia felt the anxiety within her ease. “Hello Cora, I’m sorry I’ve not called before now.”

The voice of her parents’ loyal house manager cracked with emotion. “Oh, Mia honey. We’ve understood. You needed time to grieve and come to peace with all you lost. No one thinks less of you for taking that time.”

Mia shook her head. “Yes, but I’ve left the entire Island without the leadership it deserved. I never even checked to see how things were going. I just buried my head in the sand and pretended nothing existed from my old life. My father would be so ashamed of me.”

The older woman gasped. “No Mia, don’t do that to yourself. Your father was never anything but proud of you and your sisters. He would have fully understood you need to find yourself. It was why he made sure there were contingencies in place in case of something like their deaths happening.”

“So, how are things there?”

“Things here are good. Nicolas has kept things in place as your regent during your absence and will continue until you are ready to return to us and take up your mantle.”

Mia nodded, even though the old woman couldn’t see her. “About that. I’ve just taken a new job but I want to come home too. The job is here in Maine. I’m the CFO of a new tech startup. However, I’m going to offer my new boss space on the island. He has a growing family and some trouble here that I think our little slice of home could help with. Will there be any problem with me moving home and slowly assuming my rightful role?”

“Princess, you could come home right Girne Escort now and be crowned Queen tomorrow. Nicolas has no desire to keep the role of ruler permanently. He has always known that you would return one day to take up your role as Queen.”

“No one may want that when they meet my new friends. They are a unique family, Cora. Unlike any I’ve experienced before. They’ve offered me not just a job but a role in their family. It just isn’t something that many people will accept. It causes them problems here.”

“I’m not sure I understand what you are trying to tell me, Princess.”

Mia sighed and then just dove in, explaining Gio’s ‘family’ as she understood it.

Cora listened and then chuckled. “Mia, that won’t be a problem here. Your father and mother kept you innocent because you left here before you were an adult. They found this entire Island as a nation because of what you consider ‘Alternative Relationships.’ Your mother and father, honey. Before they were husband and wife were brother and sister. Your sisters each when they graduated collage came home and join your parents as lovers and they all married each other. We have several ‘Alternative relationships’ here. No one will be surprised if you come home and bring a group of consorts with you. This might be the one place that you all could be accepted.”

Mia sat down, stunned at what she had just learned. “So that was the big surprise father had mentioned before they headed over here for graduation.”

“I suspect it was. I know they waited to tell both your sisters until after they graduated college. Then when you sisters wanted to join themselves with your father and mother, it pleased them both so much that their children wanted to become their lovers. I don’t think anyone here will think twice about your new friends if you join their family or not. And I know that our entire population will rejoice at having you home and in your rightful place.”

Mia felt the weight of guilt fall away from her and the lightness of freedom settle upon her. “Then prepare the house, Cora. I shall bring them for a visit this weekend and if they agree, I shall join their family and offer them my home and a suitable place for the company to set up shop.”

“As you wish, your Highness. Shall I inform Nicolas of your imminent return?”

“Yes. Let him know that while there, I would like to meet with him and start the discussion on a smooth transition for me to take my rightful place.”

“I will do so, Princess. I shall ensure that everything is ready for your return. How many shall I plan for?”

“Well there could be as few as just me, or as many as nine or ten. I’m not sure so plan for ten. Oh, and Cora. My friends mostly like to sleep together, I’ve been told. So if you could put some bedding together for one gigantic bed and a couple of extra rooms for those that want to find some privacy.”

Cora laughed. “Princess, it will be my pleasure to ensure that you and your new family are well taken care of. With your permission, I shall ready the Royal Apartment for your return.”

Mia stopped for a moment. “Are my parents’ things still there?”

“No honey, I have already had those stored so that whenever you felt like returning the rooms would belong to you.”

A tear rolled down Mia’s face at how understanding and in tune to her needs the staff was. They each felt like old friends and family more than her staff. “Thank You. I appreciate that more than you know.”

“Honey, I understand. I loved them too. But it was the last act of service for them I could do. And a way for me to take care of you while you found the healing you needed to return to us.”

“I shall see you this weekend. I have a meeting I need to get to, so have the yacht and crew waiting at the pier here in Maine on Saturday.”

“As you wish, Your Highness.”

Then Cora said goodbye, and they got off the phone. Mia smiled and grabbed her laptop and headed out to her car. Time to meet Gio and her coworkers and shock them all with her secret. She felt more at peace with her decision. If Gio still wanted her to join his family after she explained her secret to them, she had already decided she would say yes. She would allow this group of loving people to teach her everything she needed to know about intimacy and sexual gratification.

Eighteen

Gio sat in the living room staring at the woman lying inside the dog crate. Becky was naked except for a collar around her neck. It was cloth and, according to Abi, just a placeholder for the permanent collar that was to be placed on her tonight. What intrigued him was that Becky was lying on a large dog bed in the crate and wearing a pair of ears attached to a hair band and had a fury tailed butt pug inserted into her ass. It seemed that Abi had figured out that her mother wanted to be used as a sex pet. Becky wanted to be humiliated by being treated like a bitch dog. Gio had never thought about a woman pretending to be or embracing a lifestyle that had her acting like a dog, but Becky seemed content to lie in the crate just like a puppy in training. No one else was in the room with them, as the girls were still cleaning up from the fun they’d just had downstairs. “Okay Becky. Will you please explain to me what you are doing and why?”

Legion University Pt. 04

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LIORA | 4

After giving Liora a tour of the grounds, her dad showed her the parts of the house she hadn’t seen yet–like the bar in the entertainment room, or the gigantic indoor swimming pool. Then, the inevitable moment she’d been dreading the most happened.

They were on their way back through the house, heading toward his study when they ran into her dad’s wife. She was a gorgeous redhead and looked like a movie star, yet was tall enough to be a supermodel. In her Louboutin stilettos, the woman was practically the same height as Liora’s dad.

“Oh, there you are,” the woman greeted brightly, even as her blue eyes assessed Liora in an instant. She automatically looped her arm through Liora’s dad’s, as if staking her claim on him. “You must be Liora. I’ve been so anxious to meet you.”

“Liora, this is your stepmother, Natalie,” her dad introduced.

He didn’t move away from his wife, but neither did he acknowledge her arm looped around his. Liora wasn’t sure exactly how to decipher that, but she got the feeling her dad enjoyed starving the woman of his attention.

“Hi,” Liora said a little nervously because she knew Natalie was a Damned Soul that her father didn’t even like, which made it difficult to know how to act around her.

“What were you off doing, darling? Shopping again?” her dad remarked, eyeing the half dozen shopping bags one of the staff was carrying into the house.

“I have the banquet to put together, don’t I?” Natalie countered. “Speaking of shopping, have you explained her bedroom situation?”

“I did, yes, and she’s happy to be able to decorate it, herself,” her dad answered. “As I said she would be.”

Rather than being upset over that answer, though, Liora’s stepmom beamed at her. “Really? Oh, that’s exciting,” she said. “You let me know what you have in mind and we’ll get started on it right away. I have all the best designers on speed dial.”

“Natalie, she just got here, give her a minute to breathe before you start throwing designers at her,” her dad intervened.

“I’m just trying to be helpful, Aldion,” Natalie said. “Liora has all the time in the world to settle in if that’s what she wants. I’m merely offering my help and expertise.”

“Fine, fine,” her dad waved off, as he stepped away from her and laid his hand on Liora’s back to turn her toward their previous direction. “We’ll see you at dinner.”

“What? But–“

“We were just on our way to the study,” her dad cut her off, as he started leading Liora through the house again. “Business to discuss.”

“Nice to meet you,” Liora said out of brow-beaten manners more than sincerity. She snuck a glance over her shoulder to see the stunned and disappointed look on her stepmom’s face, as they walked away, and again she had mixed feelings about it. When they were a lot further away, she leaned into her dad to keep her voice down. “That was a little awkward.”

He gave her an amused look before it turned a little wicked. “Just wait.”

Liora’s mood lifted again when her dad did sit her down and start discussing business once they settled in his study. He even showed her a large, framed map of all of Hollow’s End to give her a better idea of how their territory was set up and which blocks they ‘leased’ to other criminal groups like street gangs, drug lords, and pimps.

He also went over the list of all their businesses, starting with the ones they profited from the most and working his way down from there. And he was nothing but patient with her. He answered every question she had and explained anything she didn’t understand.

Later that evening, Liora and her dad were in the entertainment room watching a movie when Natalie entered the room and crossed her arms over her chest.

“Is there a reason neither of you made an appearance at the dinner table?” she demanded.

Liora and her dad both looked at her over their shoulders, but it was her dad who spoke.

“We got busy in the study, dear, that’s all,” he said. “We had food delivered to us, don’t worry, we ate.”

“Oh, that’s nice, so glad you ate,” she replied sarcastically. “How about a little family time?”

“What do you think we’re doing now?” her dad countered.

Natalie stared at him heatedly for a moment before she cleared her throat. “Aldion, can I please speak to you for a moment?” she asked.

“We’re right in the middle of a movie, Natalie, can’t it wait?” he asked.

“It’s okay, Dad, I’m starting to feel a little tired, anyway,” Liora spoke up.

It was just an excuse, really. Liora wasn’t tired so much as restless. She enjoyed spending Magosa Escort time with her dad, but her brain was overflowing and her body hadn’t gotten nearly enough exercise for the day.

Besides, she didn’t feel comfortable being in the middle of their argument, regardless if Natalie was a soulie and had been a horrible person in life.

Her dad looked at her with surprise. “Are you sure?”

She nodded. “Yeah, it’s been a long day,” she said.

“Alright, gattina, I’ll be up in a minute to tuck you in,” he promised, as he pulled her in for a hug and kissed her on the cheek.

Liora climbed off the sofa and rounded it to head out the door, absently waving at Natalie and muttering a goodnight.

“Sleep well, dear,” Natalie said with strained pleasantry. The woman barely waited for Liora to be out of earshot before starting in on her dad. “Don’t you think she’s a little too old to be tucked into bed?”

“I missed the first eighteen years of my daughter’s life, Natalie,” her dad countered. “I’m not going to apologize for wanting to make up for that by spending time with her whenever I can. Normally, I let your little bouts of jealousy slide, but it’s quite selfish in this respect.”

“I’m not jealous, Aldion, I just thought you’d at least give me the chance to be involved with my stepdaughter,” Natalie said. “How are we supposed to get to know each other, if you’re leaving me out or hoarding her away in your study all day?”

“I’m sure you’ll have plenty of time to get to know her when I’m not hoarding her away in my study, dear,” he replied, patronizing her. “But I wouldn’t hold your breath. The last thing she needs or desires is yet another woman trying to dictate every minute of her existence.”

Liora heard him heading out of the entertainment room, so hurried through the halls to the family stairs so she could quietly make it to her room before he caught up to her. Inside, she closed the door as silently as she could, then opened her closet doors.

The note she’d found inside that morning had completely slipped her mind, so Liora was a little surprised to find all of her clothes, shoes, and accessories put away and the shopping bags removed. She’d just stepped inside to find the right clothes to change into when there was a light knock on her bedroom door.

It opened before she could respond and her dad peeked his head inside. He smiled at her, then entered the room fully to close the door behind him.

“You know, kitten, you don’t have to run from me,” he said, slightly amused. “I don’t care if you eavesdrop on my conversations. I have no secrets from you, especially when it comes to Natalie.”

Guilt rose to heat her cheeks and she shrugged. “Force of habit,” she said. “Sorry.”

“I understand,” he said and he meant it. “That’s why I’m letting you know that it doesn’t matter with me. Also, to be fair, you’re really at a disadvantage where I’m concerned because I can feel your presence, just as I was able to at your mother’s house when you were listening from the hallway.”

Liora’s mouth popped open as she recalled that moment, then laughed a little.

“Well, shit. Okay,” she accepted. “I didn’t even think about that.”

He just gave her an amused grin. “So, are you really tired?” he asked.

She worried her bottom lip. Liora’s first instinct was to lie because she was used to keeping her skills and passions to herself. The warm-ups and practicing she did had long ago become her way of escaping the miserable relationship she’d had with her mother. But if he could feel her presence, then it wasn’t like she’d be able to sneak into the gym without him noticing.

“Not yet,” she admitted. “I was just going to get some exercise in before bed.”

“You exercise before bed?” he questioned. “Aren’t you supposed to do that in the morning?”

“Maybe, regular exercising,” she replied. “I do it differently.”

Her dad smiled. “Well, now you’ve got me intrigued,” he said. “Would you like some company or do you want to be alone?”

The question gave her pause, as she considered the opportunity to keep her skills and passion all to herself that much longer. But his interest sparked something in Liora she’d never felt before. Probably because her mother had never taken an interest in anything she’d ever done, even when it wasn’t bad.

“You can watch, I guess,” she said, a little nervous, yet secretly excited to share her greatest passion with him. “It might be boring for you, though.”

The look he gave her was contrary. “Liora, I could watch you sleep and be happier than I’ve felt in centuries.”

“Okay,” she accepted. “I just need to change into something easier to work out in. I’ll be right out.”

He chuckled when she waved him out of the closet and closed the doors. Her grin was so wide it pinched her cheeks because she hadn’t missed the desire in his eyes. It felt wild and exuberating flirting with him. Even though there was an ingrained nagging in the back of her mind telling Kıbrıs Escort her it was wrong, it felt too good to stop.

After changing into a pair of capri style yoga pants and a sports bra, Liora used the full-length mirror in the closet to twist all of her curls into a bun at the back of her head. When she opened the doors, her father was sitting on the edge of the bed and smiled. His eyes swept over her more revealing outfit.

“I’m already liking this,” he said shamelessly.

Liora laughed. “I’m going to the gym,” she said. “I noticed you had a little room in there with some mats.”

“I can have as much room in there as you need,” he replied.

Leaving her bedroom, they wandered back downstairs to the gym, which was just off the indoor pool.

There was a treadmill, elliptical, stationary bikes, a smith machine, and free weights all in one area, while the other side of the room had open floor space with exercise balls, yoga mats, steps, and tension straps.

Liora looked around, happy to find the space was more open than she’d originally thought. “This is good,” she said, stopping at one of the yoga mats. “I used to have a library of music on my old phone, but I noticed it doesn’t work here.”

“Oh, yes, sorry about that,” her dad said, as he pulled his phone out of his slacks. “Since Hell offers the same career paths as the mortal realm, we have our own collection of musicians, artists, actors, and athletes.”

Sitting on the mat, Liora began her routine stretches. “So, none of the soulies here have ever heard of the songs we know?”

“No, even our classical music came from different composers,” he said. “Our music, like our TV shows and movies, evolved the same way as in the mortal realm, just with different artists making them.”

“Wow, so you still have genres like eighties music and grunge, just not by bands like Prince and Nirvana.”

“Correct,” he said. “I do have quite an eclectic library on my phone, which genre do you prefer for your workouts?”

“I usually start with classical and work my way into club mix,” Liora answered. “I like a little dubstep in my hip hop.”

Her dad smiled and flipped through his phone before he connected it wirelessly to the home stereo system and music started playing over the speakers in the room.

As Liora shifted into her next position, she watched her dad leave the gym as if he were going to the pool room. When he returned, he had a small towel and two bottles of water.

“Thanks,” she said when he handed her one of the bottles. She set it aside, knowing she would need it eventually.

Her dad took a seat on one of the exercise balls and watched her for a moment. With the bottom of her feet pressed together in front of her, Liora changed from sitting straight and pressing her knees toward the floor to stretching over her feet until she could feel the slight pull in her thighs.

“Do you want to walk me through these exercises?” he asked.

Liora lifted her face just enough to look at him and didn’t miss the same desire swirling in his eyes. She smiled and finished her count before sitting up and stretching her legs out in front of her again.

“Right now, I’m just stretching,” she answered. “I usually spend about ten minutes stretching to warm up all of my muscles before working on my core strength.”

“That’s smart,” he said. “Did you teach yourself how to do this, or were you in a class?”

Blood rushed to her cheeks and neck, though she wasn’t sure why she was so shy about telling him. Liora figure it was because it was the one thing she was the most passionate about, which made her feel protective over it. Instinctively, she was afraid that he might reject the part of herself she loved the most.

So, she just tried to shrug it off like it was no big deal. “I took ballet and modern dance in school,” she answered.

Liora moved into her next position of spreading her legs as far as she could and stretching her body over her right leg first, holding the top of her foot. It wasn’t until her dad suddenly appeared on the mat right in front of her, that she realized she’d been avoiding looking at him, too nervous to see his reaction to her answer.

When she turned her face to his, she saw him smiling at her with wonder, pride, and desire.

“Gattina, I don’t understand,” he said. “Why would you be embarrassed to tell me that you’re a dancer?”

Sitting upright again, she shrugged. “I don’t know,” she answered. “I guess it’s just always been the only thing I had that was mine. But I wasn’t able to pursue it the way most professional dancers do from a much younger age, so it became more of a hobby.”

Her dad studied her, a little darkness creeping into his eyes and expression. “Did you want to pursue it as a profession?” he asked.

“I was going to take my chances if the university has a performing arts elective,” she answered, stretching over her next leg. “But I have no idea if I’ll be able to make a profession Lefkoşa Escort out of it. Dance is highly competitive and I’m already eighteen.”

“You’re also a demon hybrid in Hell now, Liora,” he reminded her. “Things are different here. If you want to be a professional dancer, then you have every opportunity to pursue that dream. I want you to pursue it if that’s what you’re most passionate about.”

Feeling a spark of hope in her chest, Liora sat upright again and studied him. “You really think I’d have a chance here?”

“I know you do,” he reassured her. Framing her face in his hands, he leaned forward and kissed her softly. “And if the university doesn’t have the right programs, then I’ll hire you a private instructor or enroll you in a dance studio in the city. Or you can do all three if you want.”

“Really?” Liora asked, almost too afraid to hope, yet unable to keep the feeling from growing inside of her, anyway.

Her dad nodded, then looked around the room. “We can even convert this into a dance studio for you, so you’ll always have a place to practice,” he said. “It’s not like Natalie uses it and I have no need for it.”

Flinging her arms around his neck, Liora hugged him. “Thank you, Daddy.”

“Mmm, that sounds so good,” he said with a purr in his voice. “Of course, I hope you don’t mind that I’m going to be watching you practice and I’m going to be awed and proud, but having all kinds of inappropriate thoughts along the way.”

Leaning back with her arms still on his shoulders, Liora laughed, but it wasn’t from embarrassment. It was happiness and the thrill she got from their flirting. “I am extremely flexible,” she teased.

“Fuck, kitten, don’t tell me that,” he rasped, capturing her mouth again and kissing her a little harder, allowing his tongue to slip in to tease hers.

Abruptly, Liora jerked back with a gasp when she remembered that they weren’t technically alone in the house. “Shit, I forgot about Natalie and the staff,” she said quietly.

Her dad chuckled softly. “Don’t worry. I know where everyone in the house is at all times,” he said. “One of the perks of being a powerful demon.”

Her muscles relaxed, but before she could think about moving, her dad’s brows creased and he brushed his knuckles over her cheek.

“Did your mother keep you from pursuing your dream of becoming a dancer?” he asked.

Liora opened her mouth to respond, then shook her head slightly. “Dad, I don’t want you to feel bad about my relationship with Mom,” she said.

“You can’t save me from that, gattina,” he replied. “Even though I know you’ve been trying to.”

The guilt resurfaced again, but it wasn’t as strong as before. “The truth is, I understand why she didn’t want to be involved with my likes and dreams. I know she was just scared of hurting when it came time for me to leave, and that was the only way she could think of to protect herself.”

Her dad released a quiet breath. “Liora, that’s no excuse,” he said. “You shouldn’t have to be the understanding or forgiving one, you’re the child. She was your mother. You’re too good to be treated that way.”

Liora shook her head. “I wasn’t, though,” she confessed. “She wasn’t lying about me being out of control. I did some terrible things–“

“Which is completely normal for kids who can’t get attention from their parents any other way,” her dad cut her off. “It still goes back to how she was treating you. If she hadn’t been so distant and cold, would you have done any of those things?”

“I don’t know,” she answered. “Probably not.”

“See?” he said, brushing his fingers over the side of her face. He kissed her again on the mouth, then on the forehead. “You can let me in, baby. I’m not a human dad, I’m the Demon of Knavery, remember? There’s nothing you’ve done that could disappoint or upset me.”

Was that true? Liora was still too leery of finding out the hard way that it wasn’t, so she simply hugged him again.

“Thanks, Dad,” she said. “I appreciate it and everything you’ve said about me pursuing my dream. Do you think I could get some proper dance gear?”

“Of course,” he said, leaning back with a smile. “We can go shopping tomorrow after we leave the office and get you whatever you need.”

“Okay.” She smiled.

“And if you want to shop for your bedroom, too, let me know,” he added. “You don’t have to take Natalie up on her offer to help. She’s already decorated this entire house, it’s not like she needs an opinion on every single room.”

Liora chuckled. “Okay,” she repeated. “That sounds fun, too. We can make a whole day of it.”

“It’s a date.” He winked.

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BAILEY | 4

Bailey loved everything about Rocco’s, which was the store that sold all of the local motorcycle gear and apparel. Leaving there in her new leather jacket and helmet, they stopped at a small boutique that sold organic, handmade beauty and bath products.

The only person behind the counter, who might’ve been the owner, looked a little frightened to have the Kings of Malum in her shop. But after Bailey ended up buying a ton of stuff, including Lilac candles for her bedroom, the woman was smiling and telling them to come in anytime.

My Sister Catches Me Naked Pt. 02

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Sister Catches me Naked Part 2

I woke to the sounds of voices coming from the kitchen.

I picked up my phone and checked the time; it was 8am.

The voices were in fact mum and dad and being Saturday, dad was having breakfast before heading off to golf. Today looked like being another scorcher, but this would not worry dad, he would play golf in a hurricane. I had a bit of a giggle to myself, as my mind went back to last night, when dad got home from being out to dinner with mum, he was as drunk as I had ever seen him. With stinking hot weather and a hangover, I wondered how pleasant his round of golf was going to be. A minute later I heard the front door open and close and dad was on his way.

I lay in bed and the events of last night came flashing back to me.

Cathy and I had discovered our love of nudism and had sat naked having a drink. Cathy then had a feel of my cock and wanked me off, while I had a feel of her tits. Then mum and dad came home and after the initial shock, mum got naked with us and she had a nice feel of my cock too.

Looking back on those events, it certainly felt surreal. We had become so accepting of family nudism and I was excited with this new chapter of our life. However, I was a bit concerned that maybe when mum had sobered up, she might have regretted what transpired last night and our nudist lifestyle may not eventuate. I would be bitterly disappointed if that was the case.

I pondered what to do next. Of course, I would go down to have breakfast, but would I put on some clothes or go naked? What if mum is clothed and wants to block out the events of last night? I decided that I had too much to lose if I went down clothed. The ice had been broken. I desperately wanted our family to adopt nudism around the house.

With my heart in my mouth. I wandered downstairs without any clothes on. I turned the corner in to the kitchen and there, to my great relief, was mum, sitting naked at the table sipping her coffee.

“Good morning mum,” I cried cheerily, “looks like another hot day coming up.

I gave her a quick kiss on her cheek.

“Good morning honey,” mum replied, “yes it sure looks like it will be.”

“How is your head?” I inquired, hoping to get a bit of a gauge as to how much of last night mum had remembered,

“I’ve felt better; at least I’m not as bad as your dad. I don’t know how he is going to get his round of golf in,” mum stated.

I walked to the bench to make myself a cup of coffee. I knew that I had to raise the topic of what transpired last night.

“Mum, about last night….” I began to say, before mum interrupted me.

“Greg, I have been thinking long and hard about it. Most people would no doubt say that what we did was wrong, but for me it felt like the most natural thing in the world,” mum honestly responded, “we have always been a close loving family, and this will only bring us closer. I love that we can be naked and comfortable around each other, and why can’t we be physical, it is just a display of Girne Escort our love.”

I was so relieved; I strode up to mum and gave her a big hug, I didn’t want to let her go.

“Mum, I can’t tell you how thrilled I am that you think that way. This is going to be a brand new way of life for us and it is going to be the best, I just know it,’ was my truthful reply.

We sat silently for the next minute drinking our coffee.

“Mum, how do you think dad is going to be with all this,” I asked with some trepidation.

“Well, he did remember coming home and seeing you both naked, but of course he went upstairs and promptly fell asleep. I didn’t tell him about what else happened. But he said this morning that he didn’t have a problem if we get around the house naked. That didn’t surprise me too much as we sleep naked and we have gone to a nudie beach a few times. Bet you didn’t know that eh!” mum volunteered.

“No I didn’t, but what a shame you couldn’t have been more upfront about it as we could have joined you and got into this home nudity thing a lot earlier. Cathy and I have been hiding our desires,” I lamented.

Yes, honey, I do regret that now, but let’s just look forward, it is going to be our life now,” mum replied enthusiastically.

There were footsteps coming down the hallway and a naked Cathy joined us at the breakfast table.

“Morning nudies,” she cheerily said as she gave first me a hug and then mum, “nice to see you both looking so comfortable on this hot day.”

Mum and I smiled at each other. This indeed had been a turning point in our relationship with each other.

“I think we should try and work on our all over tans today, what do you think?” Cathy said.

“Sounds good to me,” I replied and mum nodded her agreement.

“But breakfast first, I’m starving,” said Cathy as she popped some bread in the toaster.

I watched unashamedly, admiring her fantastic body. I glanced across at mum and I had to pinch myself to reassure me that there were two beautiful women, naked in the same room as me. I could feel my cock starting to swell. I was sitting down and supposed that no one was looking so I did nothing to hide my obvious appreciation of the situation. It felt so liberating to think that I could be myself and not worry about it.

I felt like another cup of coffee, so got up to get one. Mum could see that I had half an erection and said nothing. Cathy too could see and chose to say nothing as well. This was the new order where the family was accepting of our bodily functions. I felt a feeling of both pride and satisfaction of the mature approach that we were taking.

Soon breakfast was over and the three of us ventured into our very private backyard to enjoy the sun before it got too hot.

“Greg, can you do my back?” Cathy asked, handing me the bottle of sunblock.

“No worries,’ I truthfully replied, “if you do mine.”

“Of course,” Cathy replied, “but you have to do mum too, don’t want her to burn.”

I Magosa Escort dribbled the sunblock on Cathy’s shoulders and allowed a generous amount to flow down the small of her back. Slowly, I massaged the lotion into her velvety smooth skin. The feeling was incredibly sensuous. I got to her bottom and poured some more sunblock into my hands and gently rubbed it in savouring the moment, marvelling at the taut, muscular bum she had. My cock was now rock hard.

“My turn now,” said mum who had been patiently watching me apply the lotion to my sister’s back.

She turned away from me and I repeated the same procedure for her. Her skin was just as tight and silky as her daughter’s and my hands lingered as I massaged the sunblock into her bum.

“Thank you darling” mum said, turning around and seeing my imposing erection.

“Oh dear, you don’t want to get that lovely cock burnt,” she said as she took the lotion from me and oozed a generous amount onto my hard dick.

I stood transfixed as she lovingly ran her hand up and down my rigid cock, until she was satisfied that she had finished the job satisfactorily.

Cathy, by this stage was lying on her towel. Her legs were spread wide and I was afforded an uninterrupted view of her gorgeous pussy. She was no doubt aware that she was teasing me unmercifully, not that I cared in the least.

Mum took a position next to her and reasoned that she too should spread her legs. Was it just to ensure that she tanned her pussy or was it a tease as well: it mattered not.

I put my towel down and laid on my back, my erection proudly pointing skywards. The feeling of the hot sun bearing down on every inch of my exposed skin was both erotic and deeply satisfying.

I was unsure if I had dozed off, but the next thing I knew was that I could feel pressure on the tip of my cock. I opened my eyes to see Cathy slowly lowering herself onto my still hard dick. She was incredibly moist, and I slid easily into her. Half my cock disappeared as she shifted up and down, taking more of my cock with each stroke. Soon she had taken me up to my balls. Slowly and methodically, she pumped up and down; her hands were resting on my shoulder and her firm tits swayed with the rhythm. Her breath was quickening and she was moaning softly.

Over and over, she drew her pussy up and down the length of my manhood. She was looking me directly in my eyes, her tongue ever so slightly protruding from her mouth, licking her upper lip.

I could feel that I was close to exploding. A tightness grew in my balls and I could sense the excitement of an orgasm brewing.

Cathy had now increased the tempo of her pumping. Her tight pussy was enveloping my cock and I could feel her juices flooding over me.

With a shuddering jolt I exploded inside her. Stream after stream of hot semen filled her. I convulsed under her, my cock jerking as I writhed with pleasure.

Cathy now sat bolt upright. The fingers of her left hand were furiously rubbing Kıbrıs Escort her clit and she was about to experience her own orgasm. She threw her head back.

“Oh my god, yes, oh yes, yes,” she bellowed loudly as she shook uncontrollably.

Cathy collapsed onto my stomach; our hot sweaty bodies locked together as the spasm overtook us. I held her tight, my heart filled with love for her. Slowly, her body came down from her high. Her breathing became less laboured, but I could still feel her breasts heaving on top of me, her nipples now stiff and pressing into my chest.

Just to my right, mum was fingering her cunt. She had watched with awe as Cathy and I had made love. I looked on, as mum worked herself up to her own orgasm.

Cathy had rolled of me and was lying quietly by my side, relishing the petite mort that she had just experienced.

As I watched mum playing with herself, the eroticism of the moment had enabled my cock to get hard again, perhaps not as rock hard as earlier, but stiff enough for me to entertain the though of fucking my mother now.

I moved to mum and spread her legs, placing her feet over my shoulders. With her pussy wide open, I easily entered her. She too was soaking wet, and she flexed her muscles, gripping my cock as I thrust deeply into her. Back and forth I pumped, as she took my cock up to my balls.

Supporting myself with one hand, I used the other to massage her lovely firm breasts. I tweaked her nipple between my thumb and forefinger and it responded accordingly. It grew to about the size of my fingernail. I had to have it in my mouth, so I leant forward and sucked it deeply, darting my tongue over it.

“Fuck me hard Greg, oh yes, that is so good, don’t stop,” mum cried breathlessly.

I had no intention of stopping. The connection that I was feeling with my own mother was intense. All that I cared for was to give her pleasure. What an ultimate expression of love it would be to bring her to her own shuddering orgasm.

I rolled her on her side and my cock was attacking her from the rear. As I thrust backwards and forwards, I moved my hand around her and found her clit. I rubbed it firmly. Like Cathy, her love juices were flowing in a torrent. As I thrust, they slurped and flooded onto my stomach.

“I’m cumming, oh yesss, I’m cumming,” mum shrieked as her pelvis moved in unison with my cock plunging into her. She trembled uncontrollably as she came violently. I stopped fucking her and held her tight as her pulsating pussy milked my hard cock. My heart was racing like a train and mums was too. We lay there, our bodies entwined as the passion flowed over us and then slowly began to ebb.

No words were spoken for many minutes, there was no need verbalize our feelings. We had just experienced the most intense sexual experience. A deep sense of satisfaction enveloped me. We had given of ourselves to each other as only those who share a deep abiding love can do.

“I’m getting some iced water, who wants some?” I said finally breaking the silence.

“Yes please!” they both responded.

Our relationship had moved to another plain and I could not be happier. Who knew what lay ahead, all I knew was that things had changed and changed for the better and there was no going back, not that I would ever want that.

Daughter’s Sexy Sight Pt. 10

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“Time to wake up Daddies”

I rose to wakefulness, to see the nude forms of Joleena and Katie standing over Kevin and me, grinning.

“Katie told me that the house has a private beach, and we are going to go skinny dipping. I hope our Daddies will join us.”

I was happy to do so, and I got out of bed, my morning erection bobbing around. Joleena eyed my cock with a smile. Kevin joined us, his 8 inches in the same hard state, and I could see Katie’s eyes glimmer as she took in the hard curve of his 8 inches.

They led us out to the patio, Kevin and I enjoying the sight of our daughters, and their sexy naked rumps filling our eyes. On the beach, Katie and Joleena joined hands and rushed into the foaming surf. When they were waist deep, they leaped forward, and the seawater closed over them as they dived down deep, then popped to the surface, their heads breaking water, giggling with pure delight. Kevin and I charged in, the water, while being comfortable, was a bit cool, and I felt it as I dived forward, swimming out to our daughters. When I surfaced, Joleena was right there, and she told me what to do.

“Ummmm, my Daddy here with me, and a hard morning erection to take care of”, she whispered, a hand reaching down, and stroking my stiff shaft, “and your horny daughter, whose horny desires need taking care of, also. Fuck me, Daddy, take me right here in the water, Daddy’s little girl needs her fill of my Daddy’s hot spunk!”

I felt her legs wrap around my waist, as I put my legs down to stand on the sandy bottom. The water was at just the right height, and I notched my cock against Joleena’s entrance. I pushed in deep, the fiery furnace of my daughter’s churning cunt wrapping around me, it drew a grunt of pleasure from me, and my daughter sighed with pleasure as I sank in, balls deep.

Right next to us, I heard Katie’s squeal of pleasure, as Kevin sank his bone-hard cock deep into his daughter’s fiery pleasure well.

“Yes, oh yes, perfect,” Katie purred, “Let me have it Dad, fuck me until your balls explode, I want to feel my Dad’s hard cock exploding and squirting wildly, as you shoot every drop up your darling daughter’s eager cunt!”

I wrapped my hands around Joleena’s hips, and used the buoyancy of the water to lift her up, and then pull her down tight against me, sinking her down to the hilt, again and again, splitting open the tight wrap of her fiery, demanding heat that was clamped around my cock. Next to us, Katie and Kevin were doing the same, as Kevin reamed out the fiery furnace of Katie’s tight center of pleasure.

Our daughters were giving off gasps and cries of pleasure, as they closed in on their climaxes, the sounds were making my cock a hot pistol, ready to shoot, and just as I reached my peak, Joleena cried out.

“I’m cumming oh fuck yes, shoot it, Daddy, fill me, fill me, yes, YES!!”

Her shriek of pleasure filled the air, and my cock exploded, just as the tight walls of her pussy clamped down on my cock, spasming wildly. The tight clench milked at my shaft, pulling and sucking every drop out of my balls, I was dimly aware of Katie’s scream of pleasure as she orgasmed, right next to us. Our daughters stayed clamped around us, as they rode their orgasms.

After a few minutes, we walked out of the sea, and inside the house, Katie and Joleena took us by the hand and led us into the showers.

“The sea water is murder on my hair, and it makes me itch like crazy if I don’t wash it off right away,” Katie said, as we stood under two large showerheads, letting the warm water rain down on us. She handed me a bar of soap, and cooed, “Could Daddy wash my back for me?”

I was happy to do so, and with soap and washcloth in hand, I lathered her up, seeing Kevin doing the same to Joleena, and washed her all over, stroking her sleek, willowy form quickly got my cock reversing course. After I had washed her down completely, Katie took the soap with a smile, and her hands full of soapsuds, sliding up and down my stiff prick, completed the rise back to a hard, ready state, as Joleena brought Kevin’s cock back up to full erection. When we left the shower and toweled each other off, our daughters led us to the bedroom and told us to stretch out.

“Now, your daughters are going to 69 our Daddies, aren’t we Jo?”

At the smiling nod from Joleena, Katie got into position above me, and I could see the rosy, coral pink opening just above my head, her tight pussy lips slightly parted, giving me a peek at her luscious, inner pinkness, glistening with the juices of her arousal, forming a target for my mouth.

I looped my hands over her hips, and gently pulled her down to my mouth, as my tongue swept out, and licked at her gleaming pink trail, I could feel her lips, nuzzling my cock head, her tongue gliding up and down my shaft. I gently pulled her lips apart further apart, smelled the rich lusty heat, and quickly buried my tongue in.

I could feel Katie’s lips part, and she drew me in, her crimson lips clamping around my shaft, as she swallowed me right to the Lefkoşa Escort balls. As her head started to bob up and down, I concentrated my licking at the bud of her clit, sliding a finger up, and finger fucking her delightful tightness. She was making sounds of pleasure around the mouthful of my cock she was sucking, and it made my cock throb and tingle.

Right next to us, Kevin and Joleena were in a tight 69, and judging by the passionate sounds of pleasure Joleena was making, it sounded like Kevin knew how to lick pussy, and do it well.

My cock reached the boiling point, and just as my cock started to throb and pulse, Katie grabbed my balls and squeezed them gently. I let out a moan of pure pleasure as I went off, pumping my thick cream into Katie’s eager mouth, spewing thick ropes of spunk over her tongue.

I quickly resumed my licking, and with my finger polishing her G spot, Katie cried out as her cunt convulsed, and she felt the release as she enjoyed a nice, juicy orgasm, as I enjoyed the wash of juices she squirted over my face as she came.

Next to us, Joleena and Kevin were enjoying thunderous climaxes, as his skillful licking brought my daughter off, and his throbbing cock pulsed his thick load into Joleena’s hot mouth.

For a few minutes, we just lay back, enjoying the afterglow of orgasm. Katie and Joleena got up, and told us to relax, they were going to make breakfast in bed. Once again, Kevin and I enjoyed the sight of our daughter’s sexy, nude forms as they walked down the hallway to the kitchen. Kevin and I lay back, talking about how it felt, the lack of petty jealousy, and we agreed that it was exciting to have our daughters decide the action, I had been ready to suggest that before our daughters suggested it.

Soon, Katie and Joleena returned with two trays, they had fruit, hot English muffins, butter and grape jelly, yogurt, hot coffee, icy orange juice, and milk. Carefully balancing the trays, they joined us in bed and brought over a bedside table meant for breakfast in bed, that had a base that slid under the bed, while the curved beam brought the table top right over the bed surface. After such a hot, passionate morning, we quickly devoured the feast.

Katie said, “I’d love to go out for dinner and dancing, there are some great restaurants nearby, how are Joleena and Daddy on the dance floor? Are you as good at dancing as you are at fucking and sucking?” she giggled.

Joleena laughed and replied, “Oh I assure you, he knows how to move his, and my, body in more ways than one! We’d love to go out for dinner and dancing.”

“Excellent” Katie said, “OK Jo, we need to go out and buy a nice dress for ourselves. I think our Daddies can handle a few hours away from us.”

Soon, our daughters were off shopping, and Kevin invited me to help him out with his cars. Older classic cars have been a passion of mine also, and they always need to be kept in top shape, and we quickly got our fingers greasy as we worked, lubing the cars and replacing the oil.

A couple of hours later, our daughters returned.

“Just wait until you see what we bought, we both look totally stunning!” Joleena said.

Kevin and I headed for the shower, under the water, we scrubbed away at the grease and oil stains. Suddenly the shower door opened and in hopped our naked daughters. They were more than welcome when they quickly made it obvious what they were there for. Katie wrapped her hand around my cock, and smiled as she felt it surging in her hand, as Joleena stroked at Kevin’s rapidly growing cock.

They maneuvered us into position, so they could bend forward slightly, and hold on to the shower door rail. I eagerly stepped forward into the V between Katie’s legs, as Kevin did the same between Joleena’s legs.

“Now, I want my other Dad to fuck me, I want every drop you have up my burning cunt, ram that hard stiffness up me, and ream out your other darling daughter’s fiery fuck-hole!” Katie growled at me.

“Yes, fuck me, I want my other Daddy to give my cunt what I need. Daddy’s other little girl needs her horny cunt full of Daddy’s wet spray of sperm, let me have it!” Joleena cried.

Side by side, they turned their heads to each other, lips coming together in passion-filled, tongue-swirling, long, slow, deep kisses. The sight just made us even hotter, and we eagerly took our daughters from behind, gripping their hips, driving our cocks up, right to the balls.

Their grunts of pleasure matched ours, as we were again encased in the fiery furnaces of our daughters. We pulled back, and started a rhythm, watching them kissing so passionately got my balls going quickly, Kevin and I were grunting on each stroke, I could feel Katie’s hot juices flowing around my cock, making me thrust into her even harder, I could hear the liquid squish sound of my cock pistoning in and out of my other daughter’s fiery fuck-hole, as I reamed her steamy cunt. It all came together, and I felt my cock swell.

“Oh Fuck yeah, gonna fill my daughter’s tight Girne Escort cunt, fuck YEAH!”

My cock pulsed and throbbed, as I gushed a volley of cum deep inside Katie’s eager tightness.

“Yes, oh yes, fill me, I’m cumming, yes, yes YES!”

Katie’s voice rose to a shriek as her pussy clamped tightly around me, milking every last drop out of my balls.

Right next to us, I could hear Joleena urging Kevin on to fill her hot cleft, then their cries of orgasm as he exploded, filling my daughter up, her delightful furrow sucking out his load.

After a few minutes, Katie said “OK, we want to take over the shower and do some shaving. I don’t know if our Daddies would find us attractive if we had hairy legs, hairy armpits, and a wild jungle covering up our pussies. And since my lovely Joleena is here with me, we can shave each other, and get all the little bits that I find hard to reach”.

Kevin and I toweled off and got dressed. It was almost 4 PM, and Kevin made a reservation for us at Katie’s favorite restaurant, for 6 PM.

“Hope you like seafood, It’s called The Lobster Pot, and the seafood is fresh out of the ocean every day.”

I passed by the bathroom and thought I could hear a moan. Motioning to Kevin, we eased open the door and peeked in. Through the shower door glass, we could see Katie against the shower wall, Joleena on her knees, wildly licking Katie’s cunt.

“Yes, lick me, lick your sister’s horny cunt, I’m gonna, gonna, gonna, oh fuck yes, cumming, yes, YES!!”

We could see Katie’s lovely body shaking, as her orgasm seized her, her howl of orgasm, and the rush of juices she poured over Joleena’s face. Katie pulled Joleena up, their mouths and tongues wildly feasting on each other.

“I can taste my cunt all over your sexy face,” Katie growled, “and now, I’m gonna lick your delicious cunt, and I want you to squirt all over my face!”

Kevin and I watched, our cocks rock hard, as our daughters again displayed their “sisterly” love for each other, and it took only a minute or 2 before Katie’s tongue and mouth had my daughter squealing in orgasm, her cunt gushing and squirting all over Katie’s face.

Since our daughters were going to dress up, I was glad I had packed away my black dress slacks and a burgundy colored dress shirt to wear. I changed into them, and Katie and Joleena were changing together, in private, as Joleena said to me with a smile, she wanted us to get the full effect, in one viewing.

Suddenly our daughters appeared in front of us, and WOW! What an effect! Joleena was wearing a full-length wine-red gown, it hugged her body around her hips and her waist, as the dress rose up, it split into a deep V that showed off her beautiful cleavage to full effect, the dress left her shoulders and her back, to the bottom of her shoulder blades, bare.

As the material came around to the front, it further accentuated her cleavage, with her wearing no bra, giving you a peek at the outside of her breasts, which were a magnificent sight, nestled in the teardrop cup shapes that the dress took on as it went over her breasts.

The top of the dress came up to two red straps that went around the neck, which were then tied up in a red ribbon behind her neck. She did a slow turn, letting us enjoy the full view, what a stunning sight. Her sexy rump looked magnificent, and I could see no outline of panties, the view made my cock throb at the sexy sight.

Not to be outdone, Katie showed off her new dress, it was a full-length lime green gown, and rose up with a bit of volume, giving her slender body a slightly more expanded shape look, and it came up over her breasts and ended just below the tops of her breasts, where it fit nice and snug.

The dress was designed to add a bit more lift and pushed her breasts up and out a bit, giving her a nice cleavage line, she did a slow twirl for our eyes, making my cock tingle, Kevin seemed to be in a similar state, as our cocks throbbed against our trousers.

Katie and Joleena smiled at our reactions, and Katie said, “If I try to wear any kind of form-fitting dress, I look like a thin and scrawny scarecrow! Joleena wanted a dress that would fit her a bit tighter, and just to give you something else to think about, Joleena and I are NOT wearing any panties or bras! Under our gowns, we are completely naked!”

From being able to drive my cock deep into Katie’s gorgeous body, I somehow doubted that she could ever look thin and scrawny. If our dinner reservation had not been coming up fast (and without a reservation, Katie told us it was impossible to get a table) we would have been in the bedroom, fucking the tight sweetness of our daughter’s creamy centers.

At the restaurant, with Joleena on my arm and Katie on her Dad’s arm, it was a real ego trip as every male could not help but ogle our wildly sexy daughters, envying our good fortune as their dates. Our dinners were served, and as Kevin had said, the seafood was excellent.

On our way to the dance club, Katie turned Magosa Escort around to us in the back seat of the Cadillac, and said, “My Dad and I love the dance club we are going to. It’s kind of an old style, where you get to dance real close to your partner, I love to be held tight while I’m dancing. I never got into rock and roll, twisting the night away was not for me.”

“We love to hold each other close when we go dancing, too,” Joleena replied, “I also want to be held by my lover, not twisting and gyrating several feet away.”

At the club, the music was slow and sensuous, with lots of classic music from the big band era, Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin, and music for lovers. I soon had my daughter on the floor, held tightly in my arms, waltzing to “The Things We Did Last Summer”. Holding my beautiful daughter and lover close, the way she looked, the feel of her beautiful body in my arms, pressed oh so close to me, gave me a hard and throbbing erection, my daughter smiled dreamily at me as she felt my eager prick pressing against her.

Taking a short break, we stopped at our table just long enough to give Katie and Kevin a lust-filled grin, and Joleena led me back toward the rest rooms. The restrooms were not Men and Ladies, they were unisex, and there were 4 of them, to prevent lineups.

Joleena practically yanked me into the first empty one, and she carefully disrobed, her dress had not been cheap, and she didn’t want to tear or stain it. Soon her dress was hanging up on a coat hook, along with my clothes, I got an erotic jolt when she stripped, no underwear, just her naked body, ready for me.

And ready she was, when she perched herself on the sink cabinet and spread her legs wide for me, her coral pink opening was flared open, slick and dewy wet with her juices. I quickly got my mouth down there, to lick up all her hot, steamy excitement.

“Yes Daddy yes, lick me, Daddy’s little girl needs her Daddy to lick out all her juices, suck my clit, make your horny little girl cum!”

I eagerly did so, running my tongue deep into the luscious pink divide, tasting the juices of my daughter, licking out all her hot dew. Joleena began to pant, as I teased out her clit, and surrounded it with my mouth, my tongue tickling at her hard, bulging pleasure bud. That did it, and my daughter let me know.

“Yes, yes, Daddy, I’m cumming, oh my god, YES!”

Her steamy entrance dissolved in a wash of hot juices as she came with a force, pushing herself tightly against my mouth so I could suck out every drop. I rose up, my cock steel hard and throbbing, my cock was aching, needing to fuck Joleena’s tightness.

I notched it against her, she wrapped her legs around my waist as I penetrated her, sliding smoothly in, I let out a grunt of pure pleasure as I felt her fiery heat wrap tightly around my cock.

“Fuck me, Daddy, fuck me, I love to feel your hardness split me open! I’m Daddy’s little girl, and Daddy’s little girl needs Daddy’s hot load, so ram me, Daddy, ram my cunt, and splatter your horny little girl’s cervix with your juicy load!”

I drew back and started to fuck her, my balls quickly heating up. My daughter was wrapped tightly around me, her head on my shoulder, giving off wordless gasps of pleasure. My cock was way too excited to last long, and I felt my balls quickly reach the boiling point.

Just as I reached the peak, my daughter’s body started to shake, her inner muscles clenching tightly around my cock. Her wordless howl of orgasm took me over, and my aching cock exploded, I grunted and groaned, my cock going off, spurt after spurt gushing deep inside my daughter. The tight flutter of her inner silken flesh milked out every drop my balls could pump out.

As we got ourselves together, Joleena reached into her purse, drew out a tampon, swiftly inserted it, then pulled on a tight thong.

“The last thing I need,” she explained, “is to have my Daddy’s sperm leaking out of my pussy, and running down my legs on the dance floor. Aside from the messiness of it, I don’t want to ruin my new dress with staining like that. So, a little ‘pussy plug’ to keep Daddy’s hot spunk right where it belongs, in your daughter’s inner sanctum!”

Back at the table, it was no secret what we had been up to. Katie gave us a sexy grin, and told us to hold down the fort, she needed her Daddy to take her to the bathroom, for some “freshening up.”

Joleena and I took to the dance floor again, waltzing through wonderful dance songs, I love being on the dance floor, cutting a rug with my daughter. After a few more songs, we returned to our table, and just after we sat down, Katie and Kevin joined us. Katie’s eyes were dreamy and she had the glow of a post-orgasmic sex flush, and Kevin was looking pretty mellow too. We smiled as they sat down, seeing in them what we looked like not too long ago.

“I LOVE the unisex bathrooms!” Katie giggled, and all of us had a good hearty laugh over that single comment.

Katie said, smiling at me “And now, I want to dance with my other Daddy.”

Taking her cue, I took her hand and escorted her onto the dance floor. After a few awkward steps, she relaxed into my arms, picking up quickly on my steps, and it was a pleasure to be out on the floor, waltzing with my other little girl, I saw Joleena and Kevin join the dance, and just enjoyed myself.

Bred by the Hive Ch. 21

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The following evening Paul, who just got his rider the day before, was called on to make love to Chloe again. This time he kissed and fondled her without hesitation. They undressed each other and snuggled together on the couch like lovers. Indeed, they were becoming lovers, if they weren’t already. Paul had shed all his inhibitions when it came to making love to Chloe, and surged in and out of her as if Marion wasn’t even there.

As they engaged in coitus, Chloe started to drill him on key phrases. Marion recognized many of them.

“I want to be used by the Hive,” Paul said obediently, as he pounded Chloe’s pussy.

“You want your rider to control my mind.”

“I… want my rider to control my mind,” Paul said with only the slightest hesitation which made Chloe give a cold smile.

“You want to be used to fertilize women.”

“I want to be used to fertilize women.”

Chloe smiled as Paul repeated the words without any hesitation this time. “You want to be a fertilization drone,” she repeated.

As Paul repeated the key phrases, Marion turned to Stephan and whispered in his ear. “What does Chloe mean by a fertilization drone?”

“A fertilization drone is a male assigned to fertilize females,” said Stephan, experimentally squeezing one of Marion’s ass cheeks

“But… all men in the Hive fit that description, don’t they?” she whispered.

“In a sense,” said Stephan, moving to squeeze the other ass cheek. “But fertilization drones fertilize women in volume.” His hand moved between her legs. “Does that disturb you?”

Marion shook her head quickly. She watched as Paul continued to make love to Chloe. His ass moved back and forth and his rider, which looked significantly bigger now, was glistening with a clear liquid as it pulsated between his shoulder blades.

Paul repeated all the key phrases obediently, feeling the proper reward in his penis every time he complied, but when he was done he realized he had once again reached a certain point that he couldn’t get past. He looked inquiringly at Chloe, and she smiled at him as if she could read his mind. “Marion, would you mind coming over here, dear?”

Marion slowly walked over to the couch.

“Marion dear, I think Paul is having some minor difficulty again,” said Chloe innocently. “Would you like to help him come?”

“Of course,” said Marion, in a neutral voice.

“Of course,” Chloe repeated without irony. “Paul, dear, would you like to come now?”

“Very much so,” Paul gasped. Chloe had been drilling him for close to an hour with the key phrases, and his deferred orgasm was starting to drive him crazy.

“Then tell her you don’t love her.”

“What?” said Paul and Marion, at the same time.

“Tell Marion you don’t love her,” said Chloe.

“No!” said Paul, and Marion felt a surge of pride in her breasts.

“If you want to come, you have to say it,” said Chloe.

“No, please… I’ll say anything else… but not that,” said Paul, even as he continued to thrust inside her.

Chloe looked him in the eyes. “Momomomomomom.”

Paul stiffened immediately and his face went blank. “Momomomomom.”

“Momomomomomomom,” said Chloe.

“Momomomomom. Momomomom. Mamoomisham! Mamoomisham!” said Paul.

“Now tell Marion you don’t love her,” said Chloe.

Paul looked up at Marion, his eyes narrowing. “Marion, I… I don’t love you. Oooooooh!” He cried out as he felt a surge of pleasure radiating in a direct line from his rider to his penis.

“That’s right, dear,” said Chloe encouragingly. “Try saying it again.”

Paul looked at Marion with defeated eyes. “I don’t love you. Oh!”

“Again!”

“I don’t love you! I don’t love you! I… don’t… love you!” Paul gasped and stiffened. He felt himself getting close to his orgasm.

“Marion is just a vagina, like many others, isn’t she?”

“Yes,” Paul gasped. He looked at his wife, and saw the terror in her eyes.

“Say it!”

“Marion is just a vagina, like other women,” said Paul.

Marion felt like she had been punched in the gut.

“You Don’t care if she gives herself to other men, don’t you?”

“No,” said Paul.

“By many men?”

Paul gritted his teeth. His much needed orgasm felt like it was just around the corner. “Yes!” he cried.

“Then tell her.”

“Marion,” he gasped, with pain in his eyes. “I don’t care if you have sex with other men.”

“Now tell her that you don’t love her anymore. Tell her with meaning,” said Chloe.

Paul looked up at Marion. The cords in his neck were tight, and his face was red. With great effort, he said, “Marion… I… don’t… love… you… anymore!” And then Paul’s body got as stiff as a board, and he cried out and released gobs of viscous fluid inside of Marion’s sister.

As he collapsed on top of her, Chloe smiled appreciatively, playing with his hair.

********

“That was the best ever,” Paul whispered. The intensity of his orgasm had been mind blowing. His rider seemed to be able to enhance his sexual pleasure to a tremendous Girne Escort degree. He suddenly realized who was listening and hastily glanced over at Marion. “I’m sorry,” he added hastily, reddening.

“Don’t be sorry,” said Chloe, petting his hair. “Marion’s not upset, are you Marion?”

Marion gave a smile and shook her head.

“You’re making tremendous progress, Paul.”

“Progress?”

Chloe stroked his flaccid penis lovingly, her finger lingering on the wet tip. “You’re well on your way to becoming a fertilization drone.”

“A drone?’

Chloe gave him a teasing look. “You’ll see. You’d better get dressed. I think Marion wants to go home now.”

*********

As Paul got up and got dressed, Chloe turned to Marion. “We won’t be needing you any longer on these visits, dear. Paul can come on his own now.”

“I… see,” said Marion. And she did.

Chloe lifted Marion’s chin. “Don’t be glum. Paul’s rider is taking control of him sooner than we planned. Doesn’t that please you?’

“Yes,” Marion watched him dress, his face a blank.

“Then kiss me.”

Marion pressed her lips against Chloe. Chloe, like Stephan, squeezed Marion’s behind possessively. Then she turned Marion around like a doll to face her husband, who was just finishing closing his trousers. “Now tell Paul how pleased you are. Tell him how happy you are that he has stopped loving you.”

Marion wet her lips. Even as Chloe squeezed her ass, she said, “Paul, I’m glad… you stopped loving me.” She felt like a part of her was dying inside.

Chloe smiled. “You don’t mean it yet, dear… but trust me, you will.”

********

They drove home in silence. Marion wondered how much of Paul’s conditioning had taken hold. Had he really stopped loving her?

When they got home, Marion led Paul into the bedroom. She kissed him. He responded tepidly. “Would you… would you like to make love to me?” Marion asked. Somehow, after having fucked so many men, she suddenly felt embarrassed asking for it. But Paul was her husband.

Paul shrugged. “Why not?”

Why not? It felt like a slap in the face to her.

They took off their clothes, and Paul dutifully made love to Marion. All the actions were right: Paul, on top, drilled between her legs–but all the passion behind it was gone. Paul gasped, and gritted his teeth and thrusted repeatedly but it was all about mechanical pleasure now, all about reaching a goal, and moving on. Marion restrained a frown when Paul filled her with ejaculate, and she certainly didn’t climax herself.

Afterwards, as they lay together, Marion studied Paul’s face. It was blank. While the act had been consummated, all the feelings were gone. Somehow Marion knew their relationship was over. Their entire connection had been lost. Twenty years of affection had been totally severed. The Hive had accomplished its goal.

As they lay together, Marion held his hand. “Paul?”

“Hm?”

“How do you feel about me?”

“What do you mean?”

“Do you still love me?”

“Of course,” said Paul. He closed his eyes and went to sleep.

********

The next evening Marion watched as Paul left to go to Chloe’s. When he returned she wordlessly took him by the hand to the bedroom and made love to him again. But this time Paul was even more wooden, more mechanical. He made love to her. He even climaxed. But he looked bored doing it, as if he were fulfilling a role.

Marion called Stephan on the holocomm about it. She had thought to ask Chloe but felt that Stephan was a little more… accessible. “What’s happened to my husband?”

The bearded man gave a wide smile. “He’s joined the Hive, dear.”

“I know that,” said Marion. “But he’s changed so much!”

“So have you,” Stephan pointed out.

“Yes, but not like that. My feelings for Paul haven’t changed,” said Marion.

“But you’re not being trained to be a fertilization drone.”

Marion stiffened. “What does that mean?”

“You’ve been trained as a seductress. Your basic emotional nature didn’t need to be adjusted, much,” said Stephan. “But Paul is being trained to be a fertilization drone. He won’t be seducing anyone, simply inseminating women by the dozens, or the hundreds. That requires a certain… smoothing out of his personality, to enable him to endure the repetitive nature of his assignments.”

“He’s become like a stranger to me,” said Marion. “When I brought him into the Hive, I didn’t think-“

“You don’t have to think. Leave that to the Hive,” said Stephan sharply.

“Of course,” said Marion, her head bowed.

********

That evening when Paul came home Marion kissed him passionately. He barely responded.

“How was it?” she asked.

“Fine,” said Paul.

“Would you… like to make love?”

“Why?” Paul asked. “Does the Hive demand it?”

Marion blushed. “No. I just thought you might… you might want to.” She paused, watching him undress.

Paul looked at her dispassionately. “You have very pretty tits. And a very Magosa Escort fuckable vagina.”

A very fuckable vagina. It was like she was talking to a total stranger.

“If the Hive ordered it, I would fertilize you. Happily. Does the Hive require it?”

Marion bit her lip, and shook her head.

“Then perhaps another time,” he said.

With a shock, Marion realized that they would never again have sex as husband and wife. The Hive had been successful. It had severed the bonds between her and her husband. Paul was simply another penis. Marion could tell, from the way he looked at her, that she was simply another vagina to him. And the Hive would no longer permit them to have sex, unless the Hive wanted it.

Marion blinked back tears as Paul calmly disrobed and prepared to take a shower. When he took off his underwear she noticed that the tip of his penis was glowing.

Paul had been branded with a Slave Mark, just as she had. Even after having sex at Chloe’s he sported an enormous erection. When he turned his back on her to go into the shower, she noticed his rider had a shiny golden band around it.

His rider had matured.

Paul was under the direct control of the Hive now.

Marion watched her husband modeling both his erection and his rider in the bathroom mirror for a long moment, and then he turned and prepared to shower.

********

While Paul had been trained by Chloe, Marion hadn’t been idle. Every day she had sex with Ryan, working hard to help bring his rider to maturity. The day after Ryan had taken a rider she showed up in his bedroom wearing nothing but a bathrobe. Ryan had been uncharacteristically shy the following morning, not making eye contact with his mother over breakfast. His sisters Rachel and Susan didn’t realize anything was wrong with him, that the brother sitting right next to them had a darling baby rider nestled between his shoulder blades. As the girls chatted, Ryan looked morosely into his cereal.

“Ryan dear, would you like some toast with that?” Mario asked.

Ryan gave her a bashful glance. He could barely meet her eye. He felt like it should be obvious to everyone what he and his sexy Mom had done the night before. He had loved the experience, but now he felt embarrassed about it. And then, of course, there was the rider on his back.

After breakfast Marion cornered him when the girls were somewhere else. “Hey,” she said, grabbing him as he tried to move past her.

“What?” Ryan whispered.

She looked into his eyes. “Tonight,” she whispered, giving him a quick peck on the cheek.

When she entered Ryan’s bedroom that evening, Ryan was pretending to study his Pad on his bed. Marion smiled and closed the door behind her.

“Hello, dear,” she said.

Ryan immediately jumped up out of bed. “Mom!” he said.

Marion gently took her only son in her arms. “How are you coping, dear?”

“It… it feels strange. It’s on my back, Mom, but also in my mind,” said Ryan.

“You’ll get used to it,” said Marion. “I’m here to help you with that.”

“To help me?”

Marion nodded. She ran a finger down his arm. “Let’s do it, Ryan. Make love to me.” She looked into his eyes. “You do want to do it again, don’t you?”

“Yes! More than anything!”

Marion smiled as she felt the enthusiasm in his voice.

“But… what will happen to this thing on my back?” Ryan asked.

“It will get stronger.” Marion rubbed his arm more feverishly. “Every time we have sex, your rider will get stronger on your back and in your mind.”

“I don’t want that,” said Ryan.

“But you love your rider, and it loves you,” said Marion, as she sat in Ryan’s bedroom, holding his hand.

“It’s an alien creature on my back, trying to control my mind,” said Ryan.

Marion frowned. If Paul had proven especially susceptible to the Hive, Ryan was proving more resistant.

Marion pressed against him and smothered him with little kisses. “Don’t you want to make love to me again?” she purred. “Don’t you want to come inside of me?”

“Yes, but-“

“There are no buts, Ryan,” said Marion bluntly.

“I can’t take this thing off of me?”

“You can never take this thing off of you,” said Marion with certainty.

“But… every time we have sex, this thing on my back will get stronger?”

“When you are on top, yes,” said Marion. She started to caress his leg.

“Then you be on top,” said Ryan.

“Uh uh,” Marion grinned. “Even if you refuse, every time you masturbate, every time you exercise, your rider will get a little stronger. Now Ryan, if your rider is going to mature–and it is going to mature, regardless of what you do, believe me–would you rather it grow stronger when you are touching yourself… or coming inside of me?” She leaned towards him, her eyes sparkling. She wore bright red lipstick which turned him on.

Ryan leaned over and made the natural connection.

“Ummm….” said Marion, her eyes shining as she pulled back. “Yummy.”

“Mom, I don’t Kıbrıs Escort know. We shouldn’t be doing this,” said Ryan.

“Quite right. We shouldn’t be doing this,” Marion agreed, as she reached for his shirt. But Ryan stood there indecisively, not sure whether he should cooperate.

Marion sighed and opened her bathrobe. She got the predictable response.

“Mom!” Ryan cried, his eyes going wide.

Marion’s robe dropped to the ground. She put her hands on her hips and modeled her heavy breasts for her son. “Did you miss these, son?”

“I….” he gulped. “Yes.”

She gave him a wicked smile. “Then raise your arms.”

Her smile only grew broader as Ryan complied. She pulled off his shirt and then caressed his chest with her fingertips. “We are going to have the most wonderful time tonight, dear.” She whispered, feeling him shudder. “Turn around, dear. Let me see your rider.”

Ryan obediently rotated his body. Marion saw the immature rider, looking small and lonely as it nestled between his shoulder blades. She recalled fondly how she had produced it for him during their lovemaking the previous night. It was immature now, but soon enough it would be guiding Ryan’s decisions, turning him into perfectly obedient Hiveflesh.

She turned him around and gave him a strong kiss. She couldn’t wait to have him again!

“What about Dad?” Ryan asked, between kisses.

“What about him?” Marion asked, as she looked at her young man’s body. So proud and firm!

“He wouldn’t like this-“

Marion stared him firmly in the eye. “You heard your father. He is delighted that you’re having sex with me,” said Marion firmly, pulling Ryan’s pants down.

“Really? How can that be?”

“Your father is too busy fucking Chloe to care,” said Marion, more bitterly than part of her intended. But then she saw the outlines of Ryan’s penis through his underwear and she smiled. Ryan was already firmly erect. She put her hand on the outlines of his shaft. “This looks positively painful, dear. Have you had it long?”

Ryan nodded. “All day.” His rider had been stimulating him mercilessly, without permitting him to touch himself to ease his burden.

“Maybe I can help you with that. Let Momma Marion take a look at that. Lift up, lift up, baby.” Ryan lifted his bottom so his mother could remove his underwear. Ryan’s young, healthy erection sprang into view.

“Well well well,” said Marion, feeling a rush as she saw it. She stroked it tenderly.

“Oooooh!” Ryan cried. “Careful! It’s really sensitive, Mom.”

“I’ll be careful, son,” said Marion, giving a mocking smile. “Do you like how I touch it?” She gave him gentle strokes as she stared at him seductively.

“I… yes, Mom, I really do!”

He is ready.

Marion took her son by the hand and pulled him down onto the bed on top of her. Ryan felt her warm, soft titties underneath him as his mother started to give him gentle kisses. She arched her back and bent her knees. “Put it in me, Ryan.”

“But Mom, it’s wrong!”

“Put it in me and we’ll talk about how wrong it is,” she said. She knew that despite his protestations he had already given in.

Marion was right. Ryan couldn’t resist his mother’s sexy body, her heavy breasts, her furry cunt, laying wide open, ready to be taken. He lifted his shaft up and aimed it at the crevice between her vulva. But something inside him made him hesitate, and he took one last look at his mother’s face and saw her mocking smile.

“Go ahead, baby. Just put it in, just for a moment.” She was mocking him, and they both knew it.

Just for a moment. Ryan knew he was lost even before the battle had been fought. He moved in one smooth stroke and gasped as he entered his mother. Marion’s vagina felt so smooth and soft and wet that Ryan felt like crying. And then, for only the second time in his life, he found himself having sex with his own mother.

“Oh, baby baby, baby baby, you feel so good!” Marion cried. “Move in, move out, that’s right, dear, keep going, feed your rider the nourishment it needs to grow nice and strong.”

Her words were terrible but Ryan found he couldn’t stop. His penis was stiff and aching. He needed release. But as he poled back and forth he could feel his rider on his back, sucking energy from him, draining him. Ryan felt elated and horrified.

“This is still wrong, Mom.”

“So wrong,” Marion smiled, enjoying every minute of it.

“We shouldn’t be doing this!” Ryan said, as he moved strongly in and out of her.

“No we shouldn’t,” Marion agreed, as she wrapped her legs around his back to give him a tighter fit.

Ryan gasped as he was intensely stimulated. He felt on the edge of climaxing and yet… he couldn’t. “Mom! I need to come!”

“And so you will, dear. Once you begin your training.”

Ryan felt a tingling up and down his back.

His training.

That’s what this was all about. Making that thing on his back stronger and stronger until it controlled him completely. And Ryan was doing all the work, dutifully plowing into his mother on top while his rider glistened between his shoulder blades.

“Repeat after me. I want to be controlled,” said Marion.

“No, Mom!”

“If you want to come, say it!”

Ryan’s balls were so tight that they ached with pain.

“I…. I want to be controlled.”

A Long Awaited Vacation Ch. 05

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“Nervous honey?” Daddy was holding my hand in the car as we drove in. We were on the way to work on my very first day. It seemed like so long ago, not two weeks that Daddy had announced that I would be starting my new accounting job at his office. I told him I was, and he let go of my hand to put it reassuringly on my knee. I liked the feeling of his thumb rubbing circles on the dress pants he had picked out for me. He had chosen my outfit for today–a pair of dress pants, a black camisole, and a deep red jacket. All my new office wear came with a pair of stiletto heels. Daddy did love to see me in heels.

“Don’t worry; you are going to do just fine.” He reassured me again when we arrived. Daddy bent down and gave me a gentle kiss on the lips. It made me blush. Typically, we would hide our relationship in public. Here we were allowed to be open to one another. We walked into the office building hand in hand to the elevator. We were quiet as we went up to the top floor. Daddy seemed confident, but I was still nervous.

The elevator doors opened, and to my surprise, Ezra and Yua were already waiting for us. They were smiling brightly, and it put me at ease. Daddy pulled me into the office floor. Daddy had explained to me that this was a private office floor. Originally the floor was only for Ezra’s use. One of the conditions Daddy had about me working here was that we would work on the same floor, so Ezra gave him an office on this floor. My job description was Ezra’s accountant, so it was more logical for me to be on his office floor.

“Welcome, guys! Great to have you.” Ezra greeted us. Daddy and Ezra shared a handshake.

“I’ll leave you to the new employee orientation.” Daddy turned to me and kissed the side of my head. Then he was gone, down the hall, presumably to his new office. With Daddy gone, I was feeling awkward. Ezra was quick to try to put me at ease.

“Yua, cutie, I’m going to show Rebecca around. I need you to take care of the rest of my appointments for today. Can you order us a lunch for later and get yourself something nice too.”

“Of course, sir.” She moved to her desk and started working. Ezra walked up to me and put his arm around my shoulders. I was surprised that it made me feel more confident.

“First things first,” Ezra walked me further into the office area. “This is your desk.” He showed me a large desk that was across from Yua’s. “The door to my office is right there.” He pointed to a set of large double doors on a wall near us. He walked down the hall where Daddy had disappeared.

“There is a kitchenette over here. Your father’s office is here, and this is your office.” I was a bit taken aback. I hadn’t expected to have an office. It didn’t make much sense to me to have a desk in one space and an office in another. Ezra seemed excited to open the door and show me the office. He shuffled me in and then turned on the light in the room. I held my breath.

It wasn’t an office, more of a BDSM dungeon. I jumped, hearing the door close behind me. I think that Ezra might have done it loudly to startle me. The room was bright even without a single window. The wall colors were warm. In the center of the room was a small conference table. There was a second desk in front of an accent wall with dark wood pieces in a herringbone pattern. The plethora of kink paraphernalia very much overshadowed those everyday office pieces.

“The desk out there is for my accountant. This is for the office slut.” Ezra walked by me and sat at the conference table. “Shall we discuss the responsibilities of both of those positions that I am asking of you?” He offered me a seat at the table. I sat down feeling nervous about doing this without Daddy at my side.

“I know you are unsure of yourself without your father here. I do believe that this is important to discuss without him. I want to clarify that your relationship with him is a priority, but your role in this building is separate from that. It is always present and respected, but this is to be considered a job. With that piece in mind, I do want to discuss finances. My company will pay you as my accountant. However, the proceeds from your additional duties are in discussion right now. They will not be drawn from company accounts, that is for sure. It would be best if you did not think this is a form of prostitution either. I want this arrangement to be more of a consensual fantasy, where I would personally pay for the time you are active in that fantasy. I am proposing that any financial compensation exchanged between us be for your time rather than sexual favors. It would be like a tip on top of your established paycheck. I recognize that even then, it may feel like prostitution, but I do not want to take time from your work schedule and not compensate you for it.”

“I understand, Sir. I am more than happy with that arrangement. That system will work fine for us if you do not view it as paying for my sexual service.”

“I agree, and I will never use finances to manipulate you. Your compensation Magosa Escort will always remain the same regardless of how a scene has transpired. If you want to terminate this arrangement, it will never be detrimental to your career or livelihood.”

“Thank you very much, Sir.”

“I am not giving you lip service. We will be writing up a legal agreement to protect both of us. This room has a constant security camera running to safeguard both parties. Your father, and one of my girls, in addition to the two of us, are the only ones with access to the feed. If either of us were to break the terms of this arrangement, then legally, we would be allowed to protect ourselves with that footage. Call it mutually assured protection.” I swallowed the lump in my throat. He had thought of everything.

“Enough of that scary, depressing discussion. Let’s get to the job descriptions.” He quickly changed the dark mood that had fallen over the room.

Over the following hours, we discussed protocol in the workplace. He outlined my duties as his accountant. He gave me personal passwords to accounts. I was given access to checking accounts, expense reports, and many bills. It was a bit overwhelming. Ezra explained that one of his girlfriends had been doing the house finances but had recently become pregnant, and he was happy I started early so he could relieve her of that responsibility. I was just about to ask for a short break when there was a knock at the door. Ezra told them to enter. Yua walked in carrying two bags.

“Your lunches are here, Master.” Yua respectfully waited at the doorway. Ezra got up and took the bags. He gave Yua a quick kiss.

“Thank you, cutie; we needed a break. Can you call Master Dale here? I would like to have lunch with him and his slut together.”

“Of course, Master, I will get him right now.” She turned on her heels and went to do as she was told. A few moments later, Daddy entered the room carrying his lunch. Ezra had brought ours to the conference table so that we could start eating. Daddy kissed the top of my head.

“How are you doing, darling?” He asked me, taking the seat next to me.

“We’ve only gone over the accounting so far, Daddy. It is a lot, but I think I can handle it.”

“I’m sure you can.” I smiled, hearing his confidence in me.

“I have high hopes for her. I wouldn’t have agreed to hire her if I didn’t think she was the perfect fit.” Ezra chimed in. I wanted to make a smug joke about not putting too much pressure on me. I decided against it. Since we hadn’t discussed my additional stipend responsibilities yet, it didn’t seem wise. Daddy may not take too kindly to me being callous to his boss. The three of us had a nice lunch together. It helped me to relax after such a tense talk. Our lunch break was over, so Daddy kissed me goodbye and returned to work. He closed the door again behind him.

“That was a nice lunch. I could tell you needed a little bit of support.” Ezra chimed in, putting the accounting paperwork sprawled over the table in a neat pile. “So, we should discuss your responsibilities outside accounting for the day’s second half.”

“I agree, Sir. I am a little anxious to get it out in the open.”

“As I said, your owner has the ultimate power in this environment. If he does not permit something, it will not happen. I expect to enjoy a healthy, consensual BDSM play partnership. In this office, I hope to be second in command. My rules and orders will never trump your owners, but I expect them to hold the same weight in your eyes.” My lower extremities were starting to heat up, hearing words like ‘rules’ and especially ‘owner’ being said so freely.

“I do not expect our play to be limited to this room. I expect compliance if I want you in my office, at your desk, or in the elevator, wherever it suits my fancy. Let me worry about the logistics of office etiquette. Of course, your owner also has the same privileges in the office.” All I could manage was to nod my head.

“You have previously discussed with your owner that you are not against a play scenario where I trade sexual favors with you in a business dealing.”

“Yes, Sir, the fantasy does turn me on.”

“I would also like to engage in play like this. Though, I want to clarify that those scenes will follow the same guidelines as your ‘pay’ as the office slut. You may at any time stop the play. Also, for my piece of mind, I would like to state that any business dealings success will never rely on your participation. Scenes of that nature will be set up with individuals that are part of our scene and will be pure fantasy. I would never truly trade your body to make money.”

“Thank you, Sir, I understand. Thank you for your respect.”

“Your owner would kick my ass if I did anything less.” I chuckled at Ezra’s joke. He was right, however. Daddy was protective of his little girl. We discussed the arrangement further. When all points were discussed, Ezra passed a confidentiality agreement Kıbrıs Escort to me. I signed it without hesitation.

“Finally, all the negotiation is over. I could barely hold myself back.” Ezra dramatically threw himself back in his chair. I was starting to grow accustomed to his teasing behaviors. He made eye contact with me, and that demeanor changed instantly.

“It’s about time I kicked the tires on this new ride. Come suck my cock, you little office slut.” My legs felt like jello as I slid off my chair and crawled to him. I kneeled between his legs. As I came over, he took his cock out of his pants. I reached for his shaft to start stroking him.

“I told you to suck it, not rub it.” He corrected me. It would seem Ezra was the strict type of dominant. I leaned in and swallowed him.

“Shit! Your owner was right. You have a mouth to die for.” His praise and knowing that Daddy had praised me in front of his friend made me all the keener to serve this man. He put his hand on the top of my head. It was different than when Daddy touched my head. He didn’t dig his fingers into my hair or attempt to control how fast I sucked him off. Ezra was much more content to lean back and let me service him. It turned me on to be strictly a tool for pleasure to him.

I could feel the wetness that had already been collecting in my panties from our earlier discussion begin to pool. Goosebumps were forming on my skin from the sheer anticipation that my body was feeling. I focused on what my task was. It was the only thing I could do to keep my heart from beating out of my chest. This felt so different from anything Daddy, and I had participated in before. Daddy had always been with me, and we used the bed as a control method. Even though Daddy was just one shout away, I was aware he was not here with me.

Ezra sat up from his chair and started to walk away. I was terrified that I had done something wrong. I thought that he was enjoying my blowjob. I waited patiently for him to tell me what I had done wrong and watched him from my knees. He walked to a cabinet in the room and opened one of its doors. I couldn’t see what he was getting from where I was kneeling.

He pulled out a pair of leather cuffs from the cabinet and approached me. I listened as he ordered me to put my hands in front of me. I watched him patiently as he attached the cuffs to me. Now with my hands tied, he decided it was time to take off my clothing. Daddy had chosen for me to wear a black pencil skirt matched with a peach blouse. Getting the skirt off was the easy part. I tried to pull off my blouse, knowing it would be unsuccessful. Ezra was pleased to watch me struggle. I wanted to play his game to please him. When I couldn’t get the shirt off, I turned to Ezra.

“Sir, may I please have help? I cannot get undressed properly for you.” He chuckled and got up from his seat. I had pulled the shirt over my head, but I could not take it off with the cuffs. Ezra said nothing and reached out to cup my breast. I did my best to give him the access that he wanted.

“You have a beautiful body, Rebecca.”

“Thank you, sir.” He slid behind me, keeping his hand on my breast. I felt him unlatch my bra, which slid down my body. Then he seductively slid his hands down my arms and grasped my wrists to guide them over our heads so my hands and the clothing were behind us.

“Your owner tells me that you two do not use contraceptives.” I didn’t know where Ezra was going with his statement, so I said nothing. “I love a good raw fuck, but I am currently breeding all my slaves.” I was trying to focus on the conversation, but Ezra gently stroked my sides, completely distracting me.

“Rebecca…”

“Hmmm?” I was lost in his touch. I felt him chuckle against my back.

“Rebecca, I was asking what our plan is.”

“Our plan for what?”

“I just said we both don’t use protection with our other partners. So what do you want to do? In honesty, I’m not the type to keep condoms around.”

“Oh, um, I have sponges in my purse.” The conversation suddenly woke me up from my daydreaming. Ezra slipped out from behind me. I turned around to watch him going through my purse for the described item. I left my arms above my head to keep the clothing out of my way. Ezra didn’t have much trouble finding the package.

“I’ve never used one of these things.” He turned to me, looking curiously at the dimpled sponge he had just taken out of the package. I gave him directions on how to insert the contraceptive into me.

“You know, this is actually kind of sexy. Gives me a reason to finger you whenever I want.” He licked my thigh. His fingers played inside of me long after the sponge was in place.

“If you two don’t use birth control, I assume you use condoms with others. Why did you happen to have these?” Ezra probed while toying with me.

“Ah…Master thought these would be more convenient because they can be left in for a long period.”

“How long is that?” I Lefkoşa Escort couldn’t help but grit my teeth. Why was now the time to pretend to be Curious George? I answered his questions honestly, hoping they wouldn’t take too long to answer. When his curiosity was sated, he pulled me to the conference table; he undid my cuffs, threw off my clothing, stretched my arms behind me, and cuffed them again. He pressed my chest into the hardwood of the table.

I felt my nipples hardening at the feeling of the cool wood. Ezra laid on top of me, making my back warm. I felt his own hardwood pressing against my slit. I fisted his shirt in my hands since I could reach it the way my hands were restrained.

“Contraceptives will be part of your uniform. I will not dictate what contraceptive we use, but you should always have it prepared. If at any time it is not prepared, you will be punished. A lack of preparedness will not be an excuse. As you have two holes, you will be ass fucked when your cunt is ill-prepared.” I felt my pussy tighten at the mention of this. All this was so hot that I felt like I was burning up. I could barely wait for another second to remedy this burning desire in my lower end. Ezra licked my neck.

“I am going to enjoy this, Rebecca.” He said in a husky voice. I whimpered, praying that he wouldn’t wait any longer to satisfy us. Ezra slid inside me slowly, savoring every moment. I moaned underneath him. He filled me so deliciously. I would even call him my second favorite, with Daddy being first, of course.

He held my hips, rutting into me with strength. You could hear both the slapping of our skin and the chains of my cuffs rhythmically moving together. Ezra fisted my hair in his hand and pulled my head up. This gave him more access to my neck to attack.

“So good, sir!” I moaned.

“You may not cum fuck hole. Your master told me you may earn that privilege after I am done with you, and he is playing with you.” I moaned. Hearing that Daddy would be coming to use me next was not exactly the thing to say if one was trying to prevent my orgasm. I’m sure Ezra knew that and decided it was more fun to tease me.

“FUCK!” I gasped, feeling Ezra unload into me. He slapped my ass after catching my breath.

“I think you and I will work just fine together, Rebecca.” He bent down and kissed my cheek.

“I agree, sir.” I giggled.

“Done yet, Ezra?” My head turned to the door. Daddy was standing in the doorway with a smug grin. Knowing him, he had been watching us the last few moments.

“She is all yours.” Ezra stepped away to fix himself up. “Besides, I’m sure my girl is waiting patiently for me.”

“I would say impatiently, the way she was fidgeting in her chair.” I didn’t know what it was about their witty banter while I was lying there like a used toy that made me feel ready for another round.

“Rebecca, there will be a bag at your desk when you leave. Please make sure to wear it tomorrow for me.” Ezra said that; he smacked my ass one last time, then left the room. It wasn’t long before I felt Daddy’s hands on me. He undid my cuffs and pulled me up into his warm embrace. He held me close, dragging his hands through my hair. He pulled away to cup my face and kiss me. I smiled, feeling his joy to have me back in his arms. It was the same joy that I felt.

He kissed my temple and stepped away from me. I watched him move around the conference table to the wall opposite my desk. I couldn’t help but smirk seeing a murphy bed being pulled down.

‘Come here, sweetheart.” He called me, starting to pull at his tie. I sat at the edge of the bed, watching Daddy pull off his clothing. He left it neatly on a chair since he did have to wear them to go back to work. We didn’t need to exchange words for me to know what he wanted. As he came to the bed, I laid back and opened myself to him. He knew how wet I was for him and slid inside me. He laid on top of me, hugging me as he slowly and seductively fucked me.

“I love sharing you with other men.” He told me with his seductive husky tone. “Do you like that I share you?” All I could muster was a moaning ‘uh-huh.’ He fucked me at fluctuating paces, rolling his hips sometimes, attacking me with his body so that I couldn’t think straight.

“I am going to cum in that cunt.” He promised me. Daddy sat up on his knees to fuck me harder and grab my neck.

“I love you!” I moaned, feeling so deliciously used. He laid back down on me to kiss me again.

“Uh, you feel so good.” We lovingly kiss while I let my hands slide across his back.

“You are so wet.” He moaned into my neck. Daddy took my hands and held them down against the bed. He kept praising me for how wet my pussy was for him.

“I am going to cum, baby…where do you want it?” He looked down at me. His look made my spine tingle. I felt so loved.

“Wherever you want, Daddy.” I gasped. “I love you,” I told him again. I didn’t expect him to respond to my declarations. He rarely did. I know Daddy loved me, but I was the one to say it.

“Your pussy is so good. I’m going to cum.”

“Cum for me, baby….” I pleaded with him.

“Thank you for being my slut daughter.” I blushed. He had never thanked me before; or called me his slut daughter, for that matter. “Do you like being a slut daughter?”

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At the office the next morning, Annie and Kyle, although exhausted from a night of sexual bliss, maintained the usual proper and business-like demeanor, except for the hot text messages the two of them and Jack exchanged.

Annie – Morning, stud. Enjoy last night? You left early. We didn’t get a chance to talk.-

Kyle – Morning, beautiful. ‘ENJOY’ is the understatement of the century. You’re an amazing woman! Jack’s an amazing guy! I’m still in the process of fully digesting where I am sexually this morning as opposed to only 24 hours ago! I looked long and hard in the mirror this morning and repeated incredulously out loud, “Am I really Bi?! Yes, I’m Bi! Really?! Am I really Bi?!” ad infinitum.-

Annie – Believe it, Baby. You’re an amazing Bi just like Jack! If I had the strength I’d fuck with the two of you 24/7.-

A minute later,

Jack (Voice message) – Hi, Kyle. Annie forwarded your text to me. I’m massaging my cock and recalling how I loved looking at your handsome face, your great body and your beautiful cock. FUCK YES! And how amazing it felt inside you. OH SHIT… –

Kyle smiled to himself as he realized that Jack had found release.

Kyle — Wish I was there with you right now, Jack. I would have loved swallowing every drop. Sorry, but I have to cut off now and get back to work. TTYL –

Early afternoon came around.

Annie — Baby, I’m constantly wet. You know you’re coming home with me for the weekend, right? —

Kyle — I’d be disappointed if not. We’ll just drop by my place to pick up some fresh clothing. —

—————-

They both remained at their respective desks until everyone else had cleared out.

Annie came into Kyle’s office without knocking. She caught a glimpse of his hand jumping up from below the table. He got up abruptly and blushed for having been caught with his hand in the ‘cookie jar’. She came closer and brought her luscious lips up to meet his. They kissed long and passionately.

Finally Kyle said hungrily,

“Let’s get the fuck outta here.”

On the way to Kyle’s, they couldn’t keep their hands off each other. Making it difficult for him to keep his mind on the road.

As soon as they closed the door to Kyle’s pad, they literally raped each other.

Their clothing barely survived the mutual onslaught. Making it to the couch, Kyle began feverishly tongue fucking her pussy. Driving her into a frenzy as he swallowed her flowing juices, he switched from tongue to his rock hard cock. They both moaned in ecstasy as they fucked. Groaning profusely, their guttural profanities signaled their simultaneously explosive orgasms.

Having released the tension that had built up all day, they showered together while each enjoyed soaping and caressing the other’s beautiful body.

———————–

They arrived at Annie’s in time for dinner. Jack had the table all set and, being a pretty good home chef, had a delicious meal waiting for them.

“Jack, have you talked to Vicky? When’s she coming home?”

“She should be here any minute.”

“Let’s go upstairs and get into something more comfortable, Kyle.”

Kyle grabbed the small travel trolley he brought along and followed Annie’s amazing swaying ass up the stairs.

Annie passed the spare room that Jack had told him would be his to use.

She turned to Kyle as they both were about to enter their respective rooms and with a mischievous smile said,

“I don’t think you’ll be using that room much, but whenever you want your privacy or whatever, it’s yours, Baby.”

Kyle returned a smile knowingly.

Having unpacked the little he brought and changing into shorts and a T-shirt, he decided he’d respond to a few work-related messages he’d received. Finally leaving his room to go downstairs, he heard an unfamiliar voice and assumed it was Vicky’s. He reached the bottom of the stairs and completely froze. He was trying to register what his eyes were seeing.

He saw a stunning beauty, the spitting image of her mother. The two were hugging and deep kissing each other.

He couldn’t move and didn’t want to.

Vicky released her Mom from her loving grip and turned to Dad.

She repeated the hugging and sensual kissing she had displayed with her Mom.

Seeing this incestuous behavior, Kyle was beside himself and felt too embarrassed to intrude.

Finally, as Vicky released him, Jack became aware of Kyle’s presence at the bottom of the staircase.

“Kyle, come meet our daughter, Vicky.”

Still trying to process what he had seen, Kyle finally found the right page in his brain’s instruction manual. The guide to ‘moving one leg and then the other’.

Seeing all three smiling at him helped him calm down and advance to the dining room.

Vicky, a sight to behold, with seemingly all the same physical attributes as her Mom, but with a more effervescent demeanor, as befitting a teenager, approached Kyle with a smile and outstretched hand.

“Hi, Kyle. Mom told Kıbrıs Escort me we were having a guest. Nice to meet you.”

“Likewise, Vicky. Your Mom and Dad are very kind, hospitable people and great to be with.”

“Where’d you guys find this gorgeous stud?”

“Kyle’s my boss at the office, Honey.”

“Really?!” Vicky smiled somewhat mischievously.

“Is that allowed? I mean a boss fraternizing with an employee?”

Jack decided to steer the conversation away from any embarrassing exchange.

“Honey, did you enjoy your stay with Pam? What did you gals do?”

Being the intelligent young woman that she was, Vicky got the hint and began relating how she and Pam had spent their time together.

Meanwhile they began their meal and the four of them settled into pleasant conversation about anything and everything.

All the while both Annie and Jack kept their eyes on Vicky and Kyle to try and detect if there were any interesting sparks between them. They couldn’t decipher anything of interest.

Little did they Know, that at some point in the middle of the meal, Kyle, sitting directly across from Vicky, began feeling Vicky’s bare foot sliding up and down his legs. Not knowing what to do, Kyle did his best to not signal in return any positive or negative reaction.

He felt uncomfortable to say the least. Although, here he was in a deep sexual relationship with Vicky’s parents, but he had no idea what their reaction would be if they found out any hanky-panky was going on between their daughter and him.

On the other hand, what he witnessed when Vicky came home did not appear to be a normal parent and daughter relationship.

At meals end, Vicky went towards the stairs,

“I’ll just go change clothes, be down in a minute.”

Kyle assisted in clearing the dining room table, and while putting down the dishes, etc. on the counter, the three of them took advantage of the moment without Vicky’s presence. Kyle took Annie by the hand and began to kiss her passionately while fondling her breasts, Jack didn’t want to miss out on the moment so he came behind Annie, began kissing her neck as his hand went down to inside her shorts to massage her already wet pussy. The three got totally heated and lost track of time and their whereabouts.

Vicky left her room to go back down. As she descended the stairs it seemed odd to her that she couldn’t hear any voices. She looked in the living room and saw no one.

She went to the kitchen and stopped cold in her tracks.

Still young and not yet encumbered with propriety, she blurted,

“WHAT THE HELL! I had the strangest feeling about you guys and what was going on, but I couldn’t quite put my finger on it!”

The three faces looked like red peppers.

Jack was first to break the unbelievably awkward silence,

“I can explain, Honey.”

Vicky, totally in awe of the sight, but with a smirk on her face, interrupted her Dad,

“No need to explain! You guys are having the time of your life while I’m away!

“That’s not fair!”

Jack put his arm around Vicky’s shoulder and led her to the couch in the living room, as Annie and Kyle followed.

Annie sat down to the other side of Vicky as Kyle went to the bar and asked what each would like to drink.

Jack laughed,

“You remembered it’s your turn, Kyle, great!”

Annie and Kyle both laughed.

Looking perplexed, Vicky asked,

“What’s so funny?”

Jack responded,

“Last night I served the drinks and to make Kyle feel at home I told him that next time it’s his turn to serve.”

The four were enjoying their drinks as Jack began to explain to Vicky the scene she saw in the kitchen.

Having only highlighted the background to all of it, since Vicky was quite aware of their incestuous behavior, Jack went into further detail.

“Since it’s the two of us who are a couple, your mom and I felt that we would be more of a complete family unit, if we found a match for you as well.”

Kyle, sitting in the recliner chair opposite them, couldn’t believe what his ears were hearing!

‘All this had been planned from the beginning?!’

The way Annie first came for her interview at the office didn’t afford the slightest clue to what she and Jack had planned. Even when they had become intimate, he still had no idea. He was sure she was betraying her husband. He couldn’t believe the way things developed and how fortunate he was to have been hooked up with these hot & sexy people.

Vicky gave the three of them a look,

“So, in doing that, you made a threesome without me?!

“Terrific!! Besides, if you wanted to set me up with a partner, why not a guy more my age?”

Annie offered,

“Honey, we wanted someone with both life experience as well as being sexually experienced. A gentleman like your dad and sensitive to other’s feelings were important factors for us. It wasn’t easy to find someone who fit the bill. Luckily, we met Kyle.”

Jack continued,

“We want to tell you Lefkoşa Escort something else as well, Sweetheart. I hope you won’t be too shocked, but I’m bi-sexual. I always have been and your mom never had a problem with that. Fortunately, Kyle discovered that his sexual desires are the same as mine.”

Annie and Jack enjoyed seeing how Vicky was giving Kyle the ‘once’ over at a rate of every two seconds. They could see her thoughts were in overdrive.

Kyle as well, feeling way more comfortable and at home than only two days earlier, was looking at Vicky with a desire he wouldn’t have thought possible when he first laid eyes on her before dinner. It was amazing, he thought, how similar she and Annie looked. Both stunningly beautiful women with an aura of sexuality about them that was captivating.

As he was going through these thoughts, Kyle noticed that the three were fondling and caressing each other. Jack was slowly caressing her right bare leg, from her knee up to her shorts-covered pussy and massaging it. Annie was playing with her left breast and gently pinching the hardening nipple underneath her cutoff jersey. Vicky’s right hand massaged her dad’s crotch and her left, her mother’s pussy.

Vicky blurted out,

“I thought you might be Bi, Dad. When you guys weren’t home one day a while back I saw a Bi porn page with only MM/F videos that you left open on your computer. Didn’t know if you were just curious or turned on by it. I sure was. I got into it, masturbated and came a few times before I could settle down.”

Turned on from seeing them lovingly caressing each other and hearing Vicky speaking so freely, Kyle opened his shorts, took out his cock and unabashedly began to play with himself in front of the three of them. Seeing this, Vicky released herself from her parent’s attention, moved from the couch down to the floor on her knees, and on all fours slowly moved towards Kyle. She had such a hungry look on her face that Kyle was hard as steel in an instant.

Reaching him, she grabbed his stiff cock, she exhaled appreciatively,

“Beautiful, absolutely beautiful!”

Kyle couldn’t believe how forward she was until he realized that in this instance, the apple had indeed fallen directly under the tree.

He groaned as Vicky massaged his cock and cupped his balls.

Lowering her mouth to his crown, she slowly licked it in never-ending circles as she continued the massage. As if in a trance she began sucking and tongue licking up and down, and there was no stopping her. Not that he had any intention of doing that.

Kyle now had both his hands on Vicky’s head as she took all of it in. Holding her there, he managed,

“OH FUCK, VICKY!”

She released his shaft from her oral grasp while leaving a load of drool from the base to the crown and again using her hand to massage him.

He directed her to remove her shorts, as he did the same. Without saying anything, Vicky kneeled on the recliner and straddled him, grabbed his cock and guided it into her soaking-wet pussy.

Hearing a groan coming from the couch they simultaneously looked to see Annie on her back, legs spread apart and up and Jack’s face buried in her pussy. Licking and sucking on her clit drove Annie wild.

“OH, BABY! FUCK ME NOW!

With that, Jack went missionary and drove his cock into Annie’s hot, wet love hole.

Seeing them, sent both Vicky and Kyle into an uncontrollable frenzy.

They kissed deeply as Vicky rode his cock. With Kyle’s hands on her ass cheeks, she rode him hard and fast. They now looked hungrily into each other’s eyes knowing they were close to a simultaneous climax.

Kyle managed to vocalize,

“I’M CUMMING!”

“You can cum inside me, Baby. I want to feel you cum inside me.”

Hearing that, he shot load after load into her now soaking wet pussy.

Writhing in a frenzy she screamed,

“OH FUCK! OH SHIT! AAAHHHH! AAAHHHH! As she came with his cock emptying out deep inside her.

Slowly catching their breath, they looked again towards Vicky’s Mom & Dad just as they also came in a hot loving embrace.

As the four gradually returned to normal breathing, Jack smilingly offered,

“Let’s all go upstairs.”

Totally naked, the four went upstairs. Jack taking Annie by the hand, and Vicky, Kyle’s.

Vicky guided Kyle to lie on his back in the center of the bed. She immediately straddled his mouth.

“You fucked me, Baby. Now drink what’s left of the cocktail until my cunt is empty and cleaned.”

As he recalled Annie wanting the same, their first time together on his office desk, Kyle’s tongue began sucking and licking feverishly to fulfill Vicky’s request,

As he tried his best to lick her clean, he realized it was totally futile as Vicky wantonly undulated on his open mouth and tongue and her love juices continued to flow.

Seeing Kyle in that position, Jack, already knowing his ultimate goal, kneeled between Kyle’s legs. He took hold of his cock, lowered his lips to take it all in and Girne Escort began to lubricate his rod.

As Annie was on her knees beside Vicky and himself, Kyle knew it was Jack’s mouth and tongue, sliding and licking on his now revived cock.

Knowing her husband, Annie moved to behind Jack’s raised rear end. She spread his ass cheeks, aimed spit at his hole and began to lick. Moving her tongue in as deep as she could, her husband groaned in pleasure.

Annie loved tongue fucking ass, and almost forgot why she began on Jack’s hole in the first place.

“I think your both ready now, Jack.”

“Oh, Baby, you know me so well.”

With that, Jack stood up and then bent at the knees, as he took Kyle’s now hard-as-steel rod and guided it into his waiting hole. It slid in easily until his ass cheeks made contact with Kyle’s pelvis.

“OH SHIT, JACK! YES!”

With his palms open on Kyle’s midsection, Jack began a slow up and down ride on Kyle’s cock.

“OH SHIT! YOU FEEL SO GOOD INSIDE ME, KYLE!”

“FUCK MY COCK, JACK!”

Vicky had moved over to her mom and guided her to their favorite 69 position. Vicky took top.

Annie loved looking close up at Vicky’s clean shaven pussy. It was as if the pink flesh was begging to be eaten. She licked with insatiable hunger and swallowed Vicky’s love juice. Vicky buried her mouth and nose deep into her Mother’s pussy. She could hardly breathe, but didn’t give a damn.

As Mother and Daughter passionately feasted on each other’s pussy, they used the fluids to aid in penetrating their rosebuds with a finger and then two.

By now, the two men had also gone into a 69 position. Hungry for each other’s cock, they sucked and licked like there was no tomorrow.

Annie and Vicky feverishly drank their juices and finger fucked their asses until they finally exploded in delirium.

Hearing the wanton groans as the girl’s reached orgasmic release, the two men finally erupted simultaneously.

Unloading their balls, they swallowed and shot and swallowed and shot.

Their choking and heavy breathing finally slowed and they then began to lick and suck each other clean.

Vicky turned around to face her mom, as Jack turned to face Kyle.

The four hugged and kissed passionately.

Vicky released her mouth from Annie’s. She turned to Jack,

“Let’s switch, Dad.”

Vicky laid her warm beautiful body down to Kyle. Her beautiful breasts squashed to his manly chest, and they passionately kissed. She could taste her father’s cum in her newly-found lover’s mouth.

Kissing Jack, Annie could also taste her newly-found lover’s cum.

Though they fell asleep satiated and happy, the four, when slightly awake while turning here and there, couldn’t refrain from caressing a nipple or a glans or an ass cheek and thigh.

—————

Now Saturday morning, they all got up and showered at different times, not wanting to awaken the late sleepers.

Jack came downstairs first. Took down an orange juice, got the newspaper from the porch, made coffee and sat at the kitchen table.

He got a text message from his Aunt Martha, saying she’d come by later on as she’d be in the vicinity meeting a friend for brunch.

Seeing Annie, he got up to hug and kiss her. He relayed to her his Aunt Martha’s message as he prepared a coffee for her.

Kyle came down and they both got up to hug and kiss him. This made Kyle feel genuinely at home.

As the three read parts of the morning paper, a thought that had been nagging at Kyle since yesterday evening when he first met Vicky, creeped back into his mind.

‘If Annie and Jack are having an incestuous relationship with their daughter, Vicky, how could they so easily divulge it to an outsider, so to speak? It could be that they know that if I let it be known, they could ruin me professionally, by informing my company that I had improper relations with a staff member. I wouldn’t dream of messing with the beautiful and sincere life they have together, and I hope that my actions and behavior with them convey that.’

As the three were preparing brunch, Vicky came hopping down the stairs. With a smile on her face, she hugged and deep kissed each.

They ate leisurely and peacefully. Each reminiscing with a contented smile on his or her face.

“Kyle, Saturday mornings after brunch we usually go together to do the weekly shopping. You’re more than welcome to join us.”

With an ambiguous smile, Kyle responded,

“I’d love to come with the three of you anywhere and anytime.”

The three laughed in unison.

As Kyle and Jack went upstairs to change clothes, the doorbell rang. As Vicky went to see who it was, Annie told her it was probably Aunt Martha. She told Dad she may drop by.

“Auntie! Come in! We haven’t seen you in quite a while!”

“OH MY, VICKY! How you’ve grown into such a beautiful woman! Just like your Mom!”

Vicky took hold of her Auntie’s arm and guided her to the living room, just as Jack came down.

In chorus, Annie and Jack welcomed Aunt Martha with hugs,

“So good to see you, Auntie!”

As they all sat down, Vicky brought in a pitcher of lemonade and glasses.

Kyle came down the stairs, and hearing all the voices in the living room, strolled in.

Jack called out as he saw him enter,

Take Me, Tom Pt. 95-96

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Chapter 95

October

Chrissie POV

The last few months have been, well, hectic! Emily and I have gradually grown into our roles at the V&A. At the moment, we’re being mentored by senior curators, and finding our way through the millions of items stored in the bowels of the museum. We have even spent some time at the still-unfinished V&A in East London. We both seem to have a new enthusiasm for our positions. Emily has settled into her new work schedule, the kids loved that she is taking them to school, and collecting them. I have noticed how much she is relishing the role. I couldn’t be happier, or more at peace, with it all.

Chloe has now called Em, ‘mommy’. God, the first time I heard that, it tugged at my heart, and I almost cried. Never in my wildest fantasies had I imagined this. It just seems so right, so natural. I’m sure having Em take them both to school has helped them acclimate to the new regime. When my schedule allows, we both take the kids, although the other moms see Em as the ‘primary’ mom! We’re slowly letting on that we’re in a poly relationship, which seems almost more acceptable than one with two women!

David is a firm fixture with his football team. He has also joined the swim club, taking after Tom, even if the genetics aren’t there. Tom and he go at least once a week, Tom pushing him, in the nicest possible way. I love their relationship. There is a palpable love between them, again, one which I had never imagined.

Luckily, the school has both primary, and secondary classes. David is forever checking in on his sister, even to the dismay of his new friends. He wasn’t in the least embarrassed about this, and neither was Chloe. We must be doing something right!

Em and I took the interviews for a child minder, Em being the more objective one of us! It’s so hard to let go, especially given our relationship. We finally chose a twenty-two-year-old single girl, whom the kids adore. She reminded us so much of Janet. The kids love her, a deal-breaker, if there ever was one! Her name is Maryann, and lives just blocks from us. Believe me, we checked her references…and more! We have only used her a few times, reluctantly, I must say, but needed the kids to get used to her presence. And us! We acted as we always had, with little kisses when Tom or I arrived home, the gentle touches that meant so much to us, and the words of affection. That, more than anything, would tell us if she was the right person to watch our children. Maryann never batted an eye.

There was one day, in particular, when I knew she was the one. Em had to stay late at work she called Maryann to collect the kids. Em and I arrived home about the same time, and Maryann was at the dining table, helping the kids with their homework. Em busied herself, prepping dinner, with my help, and cooking on the Aga. I heard Tom come in and waited. He came up behind me, my hands on the granite island, and he slid his arms around my waist, pulled my still-long hair aside, and tenderly kissed my neck. He stepped away, said a cheery ‘hello’ to Maryann and the kids, and walked to Em, her back to him at the stove. He did the same to her, his strong arms around her midriff, as Em leaned back onto his shoulder, looking at him. They tenderly kissed, Em dropping the long ladle in the pot she was stirring, turned her body, and embraced him. He gently swatted her delicious ass, and said, “Good day, darling?” smiling at her.

“Lovely, sweetheart. Thanks…” she answered.

He calmly walked to the kids, kissing them both on their heads, Chloe giggling, as she usually did. He sat with them all, and talked with Maryann about how the kids were doing with their homework. She was so nonplussed, and went over what each was working on.

“Are you staying for dinner?” he asked her. “I’m sure Em has made enough.”

“Thanks, Tom, but not tonight, okay? Another night, though?” she said, calm as can be.

“As and when, okay? Anytime. And thanks for helping out, all right. We all appreciate it,” he said.

We discussed having her as our ‘new’ Janet so Em could go back to a more full-time position.

“Do I…have to?” Em asked when we mentioned the idea. “I…I love taking

care of them. Can you understand that?” she asked us.

Tom looked at me, shirked his shoulders, and raised his eyebrows. I knew his little mannerisms by now!

“You need this, don’t you, darling?” I asked her, holding her hand.

“I…I do. I know I’m not bringing in as much money as the both of you, but…I love it. If it’s okay…I’d like to continue?” Magosa Escort she asked us, so sweetly.

“Emily! This has nothing to do with money, okay? If this is what you need then…” Tom said.

“You just want to be our housewife, don’t you, darling?” I half-teased her.

Em blushed! For once!

“Don’t, Chrissie! Be nice!” she giggled, so sexily.

“Then tell us, darling. Is that what you want, what you need, honey?” I pressed again.

She lifted her head, looked at us both, and firmly said, “Yes. Yes, that’s what I’d like…if you two can go along with it. Don’t laugh, okay, but it seems it’s what I’m supposed to be. I love taking care of everyone. I…I feel like…me. I still need to work, okay, but I’m finding I’m changing since we’ve been here. This, us, just works so well for me. For us, I hope!” she sighed.

Tom and I looked at each other, overcome with love for this amazing woman.

“Then that’s who you are for us, Emily. Our housewife, okay?” he said, and kissed her. I thought he was going to pick her up, take her upstairs and fuck a baby into her, but that would wait ’til later!

This was a huge step for all of us. It didn’t necessarily re-define our relationship, but rather enhanced it. We all still helped, as we always had, with the day-to-day mundane domestic lists, but Em watched over the kids just that little bit more. She looked so beautiful as she took charge of all their little moments, be it homework, school meetings (when Tom and I couldn’t attend) and nurturing them, as I had done. I think Tom and I fell in love with her even more, if that was even possible. With me, she was the same, domineering one moment, submissive the next, and other times, just Em. I loved all of them. She just seemed to be happier after the words had been spoken.

Tom had put in more than a few late nights. We were both concerned, as his inner stress levels seemed higher than usual. It struck Em and me how in tune with each other we were, especially with Tom. Neither of us had ever had that in our relationships before. Oh sure, we were close to our exes, but nothing like this! There was one week, not too long ago, when Tom was under more pressure than usual. It had something to do with taking ‘Russian money’, which he wasn’t happy about. He didn’t go into too much detail, but he had strong reservations. Unusually, he and Ben, and a few others, had long Zoom talks almost every evening, coming up with a report for the board, one that they wouldn’t like, I gathered. Em and I knew something big was brewing, or they would have settled it at work.

Em and I knew what had to be done, it was only a matter of which of us. Em talked me around to ‘taking one for the team’, as we laughingly put it.

Secretly, I was pleased, as Em knew!

We had a light dinner prepared, Tom sensing something was up, but not quite putting his finger on it. Em and I casually flirted with him throughout the meal, the kids chuckling and raising their eyes more and more.

“What are these two up to, David?” he asked.

“I dunno, but they’re acting weird, aren’t they?” he smiled.

“Nothings up, darling. It’s just that you’ve had a tough week. Em and I can tell, darling. So…tonight will be about de-stressing you…if that’s okay?” I asked, coquettishly.

His face was the only answer we needed.

We put the kids to bed a bit early, but allowed them to read on their own so long as they didn’t stay awake too long. Em had prepared our bedroom, turning down the lights, music on low, and candles lit. We walked Tom upstairs, our hips suggestively moving side to side. Em had already brought up drinks, and some snacks for whenever after came.

“Well, this looks…inviting!” Tom smiled.

“We hope so, darling,” Em cooed. “Now, we’re all going to have a quick shower?” she asked. As if he’d say no, hmm?

We both slowly stripped our husband, our fingers undoing his tie whilst another set undid each button on his starched shirt. Em slipped the shirt over his toned body, and threw it on the bed. I walked around him, my hands lazily touching his chest ’til I was behind him. I leaned down, my lips licking and kissing his back, while Em did the same to his front. I brought my hands around, and undid his belt, Em, helpfully, unzipped his trousers. We both pulled them down, slowly, our tongues tasting and smelling his scent. I was jealous when I saw Em lean in, and heard her inhale his manly odour, hoping he was wetting her face with his leaking cock. I felt Tom’s hand creep behind him, and touch my covered ass, knowing his hands were on Emily, too.

I walked around in front, and Em and I wrapped our hands around each other’s waist, Tom’s eyes moving back and forth between us.

“Just stay there…and behave, Tom,” I murmured, as I casually undid Em’s blouse, and shook it off her. She had forgone a bra, something neither of us missed at dinner. She sat at the table, so demurely as if it was an everyday occurrence. Her nipples were hard throughout Kıbrıs Escort the meal, as she shifted back and forth, the soft fabric of her blouse rubbing her large nubs.

“Doesn’t our Em have the most luscious tits, Tom?” I teased, as I gently lifted her heavier-than-mine orbs, and kissed each.

“They’re…beautiful,” he croaked, his prick stiff and wet already.

“Would you like to cum on them, darling? Hmm? I’ll bet you’d love to cover them in your cum, hmm? Go on, darling. Tell us,” I teased, as I grasped her nipples and tweaked them, Em moaning so sexily.

Tom only smirked at us, but we knew.

I carefully undid her button and unzipped her pants, moving to my knees as I lowered them over her full thighs. Tom stood there, rigid, and watched us play out what we had in mind. I pulled them over her beautiful butt, and leaned in, teasingly smelling her earthy pussy. We could hear Tom groan, and smiled at each other, enjoying his discomfort.

Em stood there, her fingers gliding across her panty-covered pussy, her hips moving slowly. I grasped her panties, and pulled them over her full ass, her bare pussy now on view. I lowered them, as she obligingly lifted each foot in kind. Tom was looking at me as I brought them to my nose and inhaled, his cock lurching at the sight. I wrapped her damp panties around his cock, and stroked him, wiping the pre-cum onto them, then brought them back to my mouth and sucked the stain from them. I was amazed at Tom’s control. Any other guy would have been raping us, or at least, jerking off.

I slowly rose, my fingers swiping through her labia, and wiped Tom’s lips with her sap. I then wiped his mouth with Em’s panties, and dropped them to the floor.

“You’re good, Tom,” I smirked, as he grinned back at me.

Em then proceeded to strip me in the same nonchalant way, teasing Tom (and me!) while unbuttoning my blouse, and remarking on my small tits. I used to be somewhat insecure about my size, but over the months, came to appreciate them as much as Tom and Em had. I knew he adored them, as much as Em’s slightly larger bust. I actually loved how Em would compare ours, lovingly taunting me on my smaller tits, but knowing how she almost idolised their size and feel. Only these two beautiful people had ever made me cum by touching, and sucking my breasts. I was getting wet just by thinking about those times. Em rubbed my small bra over my face, then hers, and brushed them across Tom’s face, his tongue licking the lacy material.

“Do you want to stroke yourself into Chrissie’s bra, darling? Hmm? You used to, didn’t you? Such a naughty brother you were, jerking your cock into her underwear. Humph! So…fucking bad!” Em teased, bringing the small cup to his cock, and rubbing them on his now-urgent manhood. “Go on, Tom. Fill up her tiny bra. I know she’ll wear it afterwards, won’t you, Chrissie? You’d wear your brother’s sperm on you, wouldn’t you, darling?” she teased us both.

I could feel my face flush with embarrassment…and desire. Of course, I would. They both knew it, too.

Em then deliciously ramped up the teasing by placing my bra over her tits, and smirking at Tom.

“Hmm, Tom. Do you think this little thing would hold my tits in? Hmm?” she devilishly smiled.

“Fuck you…cunt!” he rasped at Em.

“Hmm. Who’s cunt, Tom? Mine or your…big sister’s? Hmm?” Em teased even more. Tom remained stoically quiet. How, I’ll never know!

Em dropped my bra, then lowered herself, and undid my pants, pulling them roughly down. I loved her aggressiveness. I had her right where I wanted her, on her knees in front of me, excited, probably oozing her juices, and aroused. I raised each foot without being told, Em patting my butt because I was such a good girl. Tom went to stroke his cock, and Em slapped his hand away.

I slapped her face, telling her, “Never slap our husband’s cock, Em! Ever!” I said faux harshly.

“Sorry, Tom” she meekly said, everyone, knowing this had become part of our playing.

“Are you going to apologise to me, Em? After all…” I asked.

“Sorry, darling…” she whispered, as her hands went to my dainty, soft panties and pulled them over my taut, but tiny ass. She agonisingly slowly pulled them down, my wet gash now breathing fresh air.

Em brought them to her mouth, and fondly sucked the gusset. She rose from her prone position, wiped them through my labia, brought them to my lips, and then, wiped them across Tom’s mouth.

Fuck, I thought. How could my life be any fuller?

The three of us stood there, naked, excited, feverishly worked up, and waiting.

“What do you think, Em? Should we let Tom, uh, relieve himself before we shower or…?” I asked, coyly, as I gently stroked his shaft.

“What do you think, Tom. Here…or in the shower?” Em asked him seductively.

Tom smiled, and uttered, “Shower?” so we each took a hand and walked to the ensuite. Emily and I looked at each other as I mouthed, ‘you’ to her. She

beamed expectantly.

We Lefkoşa Escort all strode into the shower, Tom setting the mist spray we all loved. We each grabbed one of the bamboo cloths and began soaping each other. Tom and I lovingly gelled Em all over her stupendous body, both of us licking, kissing and gently nibbling her flesh. We both crept to our knees, and lavished our cloth and tongues on her. Tom soaped her butt, then snaked his tongue along her luscious crack, while I teasingly lashed her split labia, tasting her womanly juices. Em was pushing back onto Tom’s strong face, then pulling my head onto her swollen pussy. Not wanting her too excited, I stood and bathed her gorgeous tits, my fingers doting on her fullness. I leaned in and kissed my beautiful partner, our love and affection oozing from us.

They both lavished my excited body with their fingers, mouths and gel, their fingers prodding me everywhere. Tom still had no idea what our ultimate plan for this evening was, which excited me even more. While Tom cleansed my pussy and ass, Em worshipped my breasts, as only she could. I could tell how passionate she loved them, and me. I secretly thought she was jealous of their size. I came dangerously close to cumming multiple times, but they always pulled back, knowing my body so intimately now.

Em and I both kneeled in front of our man, our husband. Emily stroked his tight legs with her cloth, while I soaped and washed his sturdy cock, and full balls. The fine mist was spraying over us all, the warmth exhilarating and adding to the eroticism of what we were playing out. I gelled up my cloth, wrapped it around Tom’s manly cock, and stroked him. My tongue glanced over his bulbous head, wanting–so much–to suck him off, but I stroked him, jerking his shaft, my hand twisting around his hardness. We could hear his low grunts of, “Fuck…fuck…fuck,” as I kept a tight grip on his cock. Em was in front of him, still teasing him with her seductive washing of his legs, her eyes hungrily devouring his prick, as his head peeked out on every downstroke.

“Do it, baby. Cover her….Do it. Cover her, darling. Look at her face, Tom. She wants it, don’t you, Em? You want our husband to cum all over you, don’t you, sweetie?” I teased them both.

Em had her hands sliding through her slick labia, pushing her fingers into her wanton cunt, waiting for Tom’s thick sap to shoot out all over her. I revelled in the little jerks of his hips, the way his prick expanded in my hand, and the way his pre-cum seeped from his slit.

He moved one hand to her head, his fingers grasping her hair, and he came, the first violent spurt hitting Em across her nose and closed eyes. She opened her eyes after the warm, thick sap streamed on her, waiting and watching for the next torrent.

“Do it, baby. Cum for us,” I hissed, and he came again, a long gush of his sperm hitting her mouth, Em swallowing as the syrup ran down her chin. He tried to grab his cock, but I pushed his hand away. This was my job, my joy. Em kissed his thigh as the third, strong flush of pearly cum shot from his head. It hit Em on her cheek, causing us both to almost orgasm at the erotic sight. I gripped him tighter, squeezing out any, and all sap from his balls. Tom rubbed his free hand over Ems’s face, rubbing his cum into her. She opened her mouth, eager for his musky essence. He lurched forward, another spurt shooting out.

His moaning was loud and coarse, his breath shallow but firm, as he splashed the remnants on our Em. I dropped the cloth, and engulfed his warm cock, sucking any remains of his virile cum. He moved back under the mist, and I leapt on Em, licking and swallowing Tom’s sperm from her face. Our mouths met, and we fiercely kissed and licked each other, moaning each other’s names. Tom stood over us, smiling and drained. Em and I broke apart and kneeled up, taking turns to suck his spent cock, and his empty balls, my fingers playing with his slicked-up ass, fingers pressing against his still-virgin hole.

We were giggling and laughing with each other, our ardour easing now. He helped us up, wrapping his strong arms around us, and kissing us. We both slapped his chest, giggling excitedly.

“Well,” Tom breathed deep, “God knows I needed THAT!” he laughed.

“We’re only getting started, darling man,” Em whispered.

“Ohh, fuck,” he moaned.

“Hmm, perhaps,” she teased.

Slowly, we clambered out of the shower, and tenderly dried each other off, both of us slowly licking his cock one more time. His hands were all over us, kneading, touching and grabbing our bodies. Em and I put on our flimsy, soft robes, Tom his bulky cotton one, and we walked to the bedroom. I sat Emily in our chair, and affectionately brushed and dried her hair. Tom was on the bed, still trying to regain some composure, but enthralled watching us. I leaned down, kissed her head, murmured, “I’m so in love with you,” and continued my attention.

When her hair was suitably coiffed, I sat, and Emily had the task of drying my long, copper-red hair. I loved her hands on me, as much as I adored Tom’s. Her gentle, but firm grip was a contrast to Tom’s strong, firm hold. My hair took longer, but no one seemed to mind. Still, Tom had no idea of what was to come, my and Em’s smile never betraying our secret plan.