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Janice’s Mom Joins The Group

Consider reading stories Janice and Janice’s Mom before this story to familiarize with all the characters.
I woke up early on Saturday morning following our introduction to the carnal delights of my mother-in-law. Contrary to all the activity of last night, I arose with an avid boner, not so much for needing to piss, but with anticipation for the day ahead and that ass of Maggie.
After relieving myself in the bathroom, I returned to gaze at Janice sprawled out on the bed, her nude form gorgeous to the eye, still very much sound asleep. I decided not to disturb her and after retrieving my sleeping shorts and putting them on, I headed out to make some coffee and to see how the rest of the family was this morning.
Coming to the guest room where Maggie was camped in, I gazed into the cracked door to find an interesting site; Maggie was sleeping on her chest with her rear arched in the air. I could see the hard remains of dried cum on her ass and the underlying sheet. Her rose colored posterior looked beautiful and inviting and I could have sworn that her rosebud winked at me as I wet my lips, thinking of that taste from last night.
Waking out of my funk, I softly said to my appealing mother in law,
“Morning, Maggie. I’ll be down making coffee if you want any”
I got an even softer “ah huh, that’s nice” in return.
I gently closed the door and continued down the hallway, passing Brian’s room first. His door was open; he lay on his bed sideways with his naked ass facing the door. His sheets were off the bed and he looked like he had a wild romp in his room last night.
Looking across the hall into Jeff’s room, it looked the same, like he had a rough night. Jeff however was lying on his back, his dick upright like a curved flagpole, out like a light.
As I was grinding the beans for coffee, I heard a tapping on our patio door and really wasn’t to surprised to see Ted standing there with a sheepish grin on his face. Ted is probably worse than many women; he’s very nosy and likes gossip more than most.
I knew he was dying to hear about last night and the outcome of our party.
After letting him in, it the cross examination began.
“Well neighbor, tell me everything, and don’t leave one thrust out and when can I play?”
“Gee Ted; you don’t want one answer at a time do you?” I remarked.
“Man, I saw Margaret arrive last night, I was checking out the front window. She was dressed hot and she looked super hot. How old is she anyway?” Ted inquired.
“She’s in her early 60’s I think. Man, wasn’t Ellen a bit peeved with you being a perv, spying and all? I’d tell you to get out more, but hell you’re an international pilot, the only place for you to go new would be outer space” I chuckled.
Ted poured himself some coffee and sat down to await my retelling of our action from last evening. I gave a glossy overview of how things went; he wanted more details as he started to play with his cock thru his shorts. I continued to give a little more detail when an odd phone was ringing. Looking around I discovered a cell phone as going off; it didn’t look familiar, so I assumed it was Maggie’s.
I decided to answer it.
“Hello, this is Margaret’s cell phone” I announced.
“Russ? This is Al. I haven’t been able to reach her at the house. Do you know where she is?” The call was from my father in law who was currently overseas on business.
“Yes Al, Maggie spent the night with us. We had dinner and I guess we opened one wine bottle to much, so I suggested she just crash here to be safe” I lied thru my teeth.
“I appreciate that Russ, Al answered. I just wanted her to know I had a slight delay and I’ll be a day later. Same flight and time but on Monday, not Sunday as scheduled”
I wasn’t sure but I thought I heard a feminine giggle in the background. The phone was still for a fraction of time, I don’t know if that was a delay being an overseas call or if someone had covered up the phone to minimize any sounds.
I assured Al I would inform Maggie of his call. Then Al changed the topic, something he normally doesn’t do.
“How are Janice and the boys?” Al inquired.
“Fine, fine I replied, everyone is doing well”
“Good, give my best to Maggie and everybody. You’ll be seeing Polly soon to?”
“Yes, I’ll do that Al”. This was not an average conversation with my father in law. He basically never brings up regards for people. Something was amiss. With that I faintly heard several unintelligible sounds, again higher pitch, definitely more like a woman than a man. I suspected Maggie’s suspicion of cheating by her husband in a new light.
After a few more unnerving pleasantries, Al hung up as did I.
Ted was quick to swoop in and yearned to know what was up. I told him of the conversation and what I thought I heard in the background; he concurred that it did sound true about Al’s infidelity.
Ted was inquisitive, “Are you going to tell Maggie everything?”
“Only about the phone call” I said.
“Tell me what?” said a voice just coming into the kitchen. It was Maggie, wearing one of my dress shirts, buttons open to mid chest, exposing the inside portions of her tits. The shirt went to less than mid thigh, really highlighting her tanned and beautiful legs. She crossed the room and as she lifted up to get a cup from the cupboard, the shirt hiked up to reveal the lower portion of her buttocks. They gave a slight jostle as she retrieved the cup and placed her feet back flat on the floor. I glanced back at Ted who had a flushed look on his face and hand still in his groin. Maggie poured a cup and joined us at the table.
“You remember Ted our neighbor, Maggie” I gave as a convoluted greeting.
“Yes, good morning Ted”
“Good morning to you, Margaret, I mean Maggie” Ted corrected himself.
“What were you going to tell me again?” Maggie wanted to know.
“Oh, yeah. You left your cell down here. It was Al; he is going to be a day later, some delay on the deal. All the information on the flight and time is the same, just coming in Monday now” I let her know. I was looking at my shirt she had on; she noticed that I was looking and said sorry, she didn’t have a robe, and she saw my shirt in the clothes hamper and just thru it on. I told her no problem; I would run up and get a robe from Janice so she could be more comfortable.
Bounding up the stairs I heard the distinct sound that only fucking makes. I t was coming from Jeff’s room, peeking in there was Janice, reverse cowgirl on top of Jeff, both hands playing with his balls as he drove up and out of sight in to her wet snatch. Jeff had a complete look of ecstasy on his face as his mother was working hard for a cumload.
I left them and popped into the hall bath to grab a robe, when I ran into Brian shaving. Brian asked me to stay a little he wanted to ask me something. I sat on the edge of the tub as he continued to shave.
“What’s up” I asked.
“Dad isn’t Grams great? Nothing bad about Mom, but I’ve never fucked or been fucked like that in my life” Brian was fawning.
“Brian, I’ve had a little more experience than you but I must agree with you. Your grandmother has magic in that ass. Your mother will not be slighted in the least, in fact I suspect the more Grams is around, your mother will pick up on those muscle control things that she does” I concluded.
Brian started grinning thru the shaving cream and said how great that would be, almost like a fuckoff contest. I liked the sound of that myself.
“Are Aunt Polly and Uncle Ray coming over later?” Brian questioned.
“Yes, I’m sure your mom will contact them. Ted is already here and I’m sure Ellen will be over later to” I filled him in.
“I knew that hound dog Ted wouldn’t be able to wait, Brian laughed. Dad I have another question. Would you consider some more people in our group? I’m thinking of a friend of mine and his sister, so it wouldn’t be our family, but still family per se. Would you have a problem with that?”
I was taken aback a little with the question since we just had some turmoil with Maggie being included. I was thinking thru a proper response as I formulated an answer.
I took a deep breath and started, “Son you know why we’re doing this right? I mean your mother’s condition is the primary reason we do this. Secondly we do not want any unnecessary attention drawn to us, so we are keeping this as tight and controlled as possible. If we didn’t we would be in a giant swing club with the world to know”
“I know that Dad, but you know my friend Leon?”
I had met Leon before; he has been to our house a number of times. He plays football with Brian at university; he is a starter, Brian a reserve. He is also about 6’4 270 pounds plus of muscle, black muscle. I know they were tight, but I couldn’t believe he had told him about us and the things we were doing.
Before I could utter my worries, Brian interjected, “Don’t worry Dad he doesn’t know about us. I would never discuss that with anyone unless we all had the green light, like you did with Grams”
I drew breath with a silent thank you blown out. I didn’t like how this was playing out but I inquired why he would even contemplate this.
“Leon has a problem similar to ours Dad. His little sister Kiesha is 19, just starting out in college this semester, also with urges like Mom. She was a terror in High School and when Leon went to college first he couldn’t watch out for her anymore. He’s just afraid for her being taken advantage or of her being used because of her affliction. I just thought that we could help since we’re in the same boat if you will and if nothing else, Mom might have some encouragement or advise to offer which might help Kiesha control herself better” Brian finished.
In a weird way I was proud of my boy thinking along the lines of helping someone, even when it is so odd an affliction as nymphomania, when the most common reaction would be, let’s party.
“Son, since this would affect everyone in this house, and others; we can’t make any decision concerning this. If you want we can discuss this with the group at the appropriate time and go from there. I am proud that you would want to help out” I concluded.
Brian had finished shaving and told me thanks for my input. I grabbed the robe and headed back downstairs, both Janice and Jeff were no longer in his room so I assumed they had gone downstairs to start breakfast. I needn’t have thought about that.
Both Janice and Maggie were chest down on the round kitchen table, fingers interlocked with each other, bent at the waist getting their asses plowed by Ted and Jeff. Ted was using his pipe to torque the rear of Maggie while Jeff was doing the same to Janice. Ted’s jumbo size pecker was going down to the root in Maggie’s dynamic ass as his face reflected pure ecstasy. Boy I knew full well what he was feeling and I envied him right now. Maggie was still wearing my dress shirt which was now open against the glass table top; the constant rubbing of her tits on glass had her nipples hard and pointy. Janice occasionally placed her hands on top of Jeff’s who held her by the hips; she made it like she did not want him to miss a stroke.
I refreshed my coffee and leaned back on the counter to enjoy the show; Brian had come down now as well and immediately grinned from ear to ear, and joined me. We watched in anticipation as both guys were gunning toward the point of no return. Ted lost control first and announced his impending sperm shower to everyone within three blocks of the house. He held Maggie’s ass flush with his groin as he emptied his tank in her rear, shaking violently as the final throes of passion abated. Ted once disengaged from Maggie ass, slumped weakly back into a kitchen chair.
Jeff meanwhile was trying to release his load to the constant urges of his mom. In the old naval days of Roman war ships, they would in order to sink their opponent, call for ramming speed, well this is what Jeff was up to as you would get dizzy watching him go. Finally with a giant exhale, his orgasm was underway and he to tried to place every drop of his nut sauce inside Janice. Brian and I could only applaud the guys for their superior efforts.
Brian was overcome and as Jeff and Janice separated and Janice stood up, Brian reached her, took her hand and led his mom to the kitchen counter. He lifted her up and spread her legs and sank his hardened cock into her pussy as sperm from her ass leaked out onto the floor. My boys were into keeping their mom happy that’s for sure.
I turned my attention to Maggie who was still sucking for air on the kitchen table after her anal pound from Ted. I helped her slide into a chair next to the deflated Ted, where I offered her my rigid member to suck on. She took a deep breath and inhaled my bone and gave it the spit and polish routine.
All the prior activity had been too much for Brian, after just a relative few number of strokes was cumming inside Janice. She eagerly was accepting the explosion in her hole and had grabbed his ass to keep him deep.
Maggie intense sucking on me was also to much, and I to emptied my self on her tongue and down her throat. Looking around the room, if we weren’t naked you would have pictured us all having run a marathon, we looked that winded and beat.
We uniformly decided once we got our senses back, to have breakfast and relax. With everyone pitching in we had and assembly line of food humming along and when done, scarfed it up like it was our last meal.
Ted decided to go next door and get his wife Ellen; I had to chuckle as he was wobbly and bowlegged as he left thru the patio door. Maggie’s ass still had him in the recovery mode for sure.
After a few orange juices, the boys had recovered enough to be energizer bunnies again and made a beeline for Grams. After kissing and fondling her, they got Maggie on her knees again and started spit roasting her; Jeff with a blow and Brian burying the bone in her ass. I was beginning to think that Janice’s sex issues might be more genetic than first thought. Besides Maggie’s sex drive, I also considered Polly, my sister in law, who also had her insatiable moments.
I took Janice aside in the living room and decided to ask her about what Brian and I had discussed earlier. She was quiet as I explained the issue with his friend Leon and his sister, but I could see the little fire in her eye as she though of that immense black man and what fire he may be able to put out. In the end she agreed we had to be careful and really think and work this through. In the end I felt better in her knowing and she could explore that with her mom and sister in the future.
Arriving back in the kitchen area, we noticed that the boys had switched on Maggie, whereas now Jeff with his unique curved boner was exploring her anal depths and Brian was getting a wonderful tea bag job as they had Maggie on her back, Brian hunching over her face with balls on the forehead, driving his cock in her mouth.
Janice had the urge again and started by playing with my balls thru my shorts while sucking on my earlobe. I laughed internally because I realized it had been almost half a day since we fucked. Here it was almost noon and we hadn’t hooked up yet. I swept Janice up in my arms and carried her to the den and spread her out on the sofa. We had a slow, sensual lovemaking session with plenty of kisses and love nibbles something we both enjoy.
After everybody had finished, the lust was abated, and the order of the day was being set. Everybody got cleaned up; the boys both left and Janice and Maggie decided to do a little shopping, and they to left. This left me alone in the house which quickly felt very empty and isolated but also peaceful. I started to pick up for the day; most noticeable were the sperm tracks left on the kitchen tile floor when the girls were being slammed on the table. It brought a new meaning to the term, runoff to me.
The phone rang and it was my brother in law, Ray. Quite naturally he wanted to know how our dinner and evening went having no idea of the orgy we enjoyed. I told him all was well, Maggie was very pleasant and she treated me well (how well he would find out later) and all in all it was a good night. We re-confirmed of Polly and him coming by later.
I finished tiding up around the house when I noticed Ted and Ellen at the back patio door. Ted had put on a fresh pair of shorts and a new tee; Ellen was covered in a loose fitting housedress. Her large tits stood out proud and obviously were braless and swayed ever so sweet when I opened the door and let them in. I gave Ellen a quick kiss and a short squeeze of her ass, while offering them something to drink.
Ellen wanted to know where everybody was at; I filled her in. She especially wanted to see Maggie because based on how Ted came home from his morning romp with Maggie; she wanted to see how she did it. She commented that she never saw Ted that beat before in her life and wanted to learn what tricks there were to doing that again. Ted looked on with a sheepish grin while I laughed at the joke.
I poured everyone some wine as we sat on the couch to relax and talk while waiting for the return of the others. I broached the subject of Leon and his sister; both Ted and Ellen had previously met Leon in passing; they listened intently. Ellen started to comment there must be something in the water to have so many women with these uncontrollable urges for sex. Of course Ted and I saw nothing wrong there; if by any remote chance it was in the water we would want to patent and distribute it. Ellen at that point slapped Ted on the knee and waved at me, saying you men are all alike.
Ted started to play with Ellen’s giant tits thru her dress, trying to flick at her nipples thru the fabric; she rubbed up and down his thigh. I politely asked if they wanted privacy; Ellen told me not to be crazy and get my ass over next to her and work on her other tit.
Its funny what men need to hear only once to grasp, I would have made the green lantern proud with the speed I used to cozy up to Ellen and her welcoming boobs.
It didn’t take long for Ted and me to pull those melons from the dress and latch our greedy mouths on to those big nipples. We lifted and squeezed those hefty orbs of love flesh with passion made obvious by the flagpoles being raised in our shorts. Ellen made our discomfort worse by rubbing our pricks on the outside of our shorts, making them get stiffer with no place to go. Ted released the tit he was working on and stood up to drop his pants and offered his prick to his wife’s open mouth; she did not hesitate and inhaled him in.
This left me both her beauties and I took full advantage by pulling my shorts down and placing my steel bar between her ripe breasts for a titfuck. Ellen’s size and softness of her tits was mesmerizing, I could stay this way all day. We were working double duty on Ellen’s upper torso and doing so with gusto. As our joint lust increased we went to an all out fuck session; Ted stopped getting a blowjob instead by grabbing Ellen’s head with his hands he was face fucking her; meanwhile I was rubbing a path between her tits with the constant rubbing of my dick in her tits. We almost burst our dams at the same time.
Ted came first, firing torrents of sperm into Ellen’s mouth where the overflow was running down her chin. I meanwhile was shooting cumloads onto her tits with the first two jets so strong they hit her chin to co mingle with Ted’s juice. When we both pulled away we commented how sweet our glazed donut woman looked. Ellen slapped at us while looking for a towel to clean up with.
As the afternoon progressed, the laziness of the day took hold and we began to nod off in our respective seats. I don’t know how long we were out, it must have been some time as the outside light darkened somewhat.
I was awakened when the phone rang and it was my son’s; they had run into some friends and they would be a little late in getting home. I said I hadn’t seen anyone else yet, so get home when you get home I uttered. Looking at our neighbors Ted and Ellen still snoozing on the couch, I decided to head upstairs and splash some water on my face and clean up a little.
Moving quickly I did not at first hear the voices coming from the master bedroom, but once in the hall bath, I distinctly heard people talking thru a closed door. I decided to investigate and found Janice and Maggie on our bed talking.
“When did you get back?” I asked.
“We’ve been home about 30-40 minutes, responded Janice. We saw everyone sprawled out on the couch and thought it best to let you all sleep”
“So what are you two doing up here?”
“Mom and I are talking about stuff. You know, Dad, last night, the future, just stuff” remarked Janice with a shrug.
“Well, about the future, Polly and Ray should be along soon. What plans for dinner?” I piped out.
“Polly is going by Olive Garden and bringing some entrees and salad. Is that going to be ok?”
“Sounds like a winner to me” I agreed.
“Russ, we also talked about Brian’s friend, Leon and his sister” Janice meekly spoke.
“Ok and how do you feel about it?”
This time Maggie spoke up, “I don’t know about everyone else, but it sounds like they could use some help from people that can relate to their dilemma. Of course that’s just my opinion and you are all free to make up your own minds”
Before I could respond I had an internal vision of Leon black cock boring thru Maggie’s ass cheeks. It certainly left an impression in my mind. An interesting one for sure.
“I appreciate your input Maggie. As soon as everyone else can review it, I guess we’ll make a decision” was all I could muster out.
I had sat on the bed by now and I noticed Janice begin rubbing her pussy thru her shorts. This was a clear sign that she was experiencing that itch again and it needed addressing.
I slid her shorts then her thong off; then I stood up and removed my shorts. On the other side of the bed, Maggie was undressing and as soon as her bra was off, began fondling her round titties. I began playing with Janice’s pussy by sliding one then two fingers in, then by rubbing her clit. She responded by splaying her legs open to allow as much access to her hole as needed.
Next to us Maggie was toying with her clit also and a slight moan was eliciting from her throat. The action of my fingers on Janice had her juices making her slit wet and slick allowing me to add a third finger up to the knuckle. Here breathing was started to labor and she was working toward and orgasm. By the time I inserted a better part of my whole hand; Janice was shuddering and thrashing on the bed. Janice’s ass started to rise off the bed and a slow wail began as her orgasm was hitting her in waves. With her eyes closed she was urging me on with my hand manipulations of her pussy as her orgasm hit its peak.
I took my other hand and replaced Maggie’s in her pussy and soon was stroking her clit till it became engorged. I now had my wife and mother in law both being partially fisted by me simultaneously and loving it. Again, a camera would have been priceless at this point.
Janice’s orgasm was slowly subsiding and I had to address my hardness at this point. Grabbing her by her thighs, I pulled Janice up to me and then placed her legs on my shoulders while lining my pulsing cock to her quivering pussy. Rubbing the helmet of my cock up and down her slit, getting all juiced up, forced Janice to huff out, shove it in.
I pushed in all the way to my balls, withdrew slowly and pushed again all in. I was now making sure that my entire length would enter on every thrust. Maggie had removed my hand from her hole and actually left the side of the bed to slide a little beneath and to the back of me. I held my breath as her mouth engulfed my sack and then delicately took each ball in and lathered it with her tongue. The sensation was divine and I had the feeling my cock was getting harder and longer if that was even possible. My mother in law’s sexual talents evidently knew few limits of which I was most thankful.
I don’t know about most men, but to be buried in your wife’s hot hole while her mother is licking your nuts is on a pedestal by itself. There was gonna be no way I wouldn’t blow my load and do it soon with this much action. Within a couple minutes I was shooting what felt like a decent load of sperm deep into Janice. I pulled out before really finishing so that hopefully I could deposit a few dollops on Maggie’s tongue, which I did succeed in doing.
A few moments later the doorbell rang, I got up and put my shorts back on and told the girls I suspected that was Polly and Ray with dinner. I’ll get things set up and pour some wine if they wanted to throw something on and come down.
I got to the door by their second time ringing and let a spunky Polly and Ray in who was saddled with multiple bags of food. Polly gave me a quick cheek kiss while I took some of the load off of Ray as we entered the kitchen. Ted and Ellen looked like they just had awakened and came into the kitchen at the same time rubbing their eyes. Hugs and greetings were done by all, Ted managing to grab an ass cheek of Polly’s while getting a kiss. Janice and Maggie had now made their appearance and a startled Ray looked befuddled as Maggie gave him a big hug and a quick peck on the lips. He was absolutely clueless on what tonight would bring.
We quickly set up a food line and everyone helped themselves to the trays of spaghetti and ravioli while picking up a glass of wine. Polly kept peeking over at Janice and Maggie as if some sage advice would be uttered from the mountain, but there was just general conversation.
I was over in a corner with Ted whispering if we should have fun with Ray or let Maggie just have him; he was all in for some fun at Ray’s expense.
After our dinner, we sat around with some casual conversation, when Ted stood up and walked over to Maggie and sat next to her. Moments later he placed his arm over her shoulder, all within view of Ray, whose eyes got big as well as darting around, looking for some explanation. Ted leaned into Maggie and licked and softly bit on her earlobe causing Ray to coil back.
I was sitting across the way trying desperately not to laugh out loud, the others were watching the scene with interest, though not the alarm mode that Ray was in. I could tell that both Ellen and Janice were stifling a chuckle also.
As Ted now began to fondle Maggie’s tit, you saw Ray mouth the words, “holy shit”, and when he commenced to give her a great big wet kiss, the expression on Ray’s face was priceless, and probably close to passing out. I reached out for Polly, who seeing my outstretched hand, came bounding over from her seat. Standing in front of me, I lowered her pretty blue shorts to reveal her oh so wet panty less pussy. I lowered my shorts to bounce out my throbbing cock and had Polly sit on my lap as well as my cock. This was all lost on Ray as his eyes remained glued to the sight of his mother in law and good neighbor Ted.
Rustling behind us were the boys, Brian and Jeff who had just come home. It was funny watching them try to pile food on their plates while watching the action, especially the reactions of Uncle Ray. Half the food they were piling on was missing the plates completely as their attention was more on the visual delights than their accuracy.
Maggie lay back in the sofa with her head deep in the top cushion when Ted stood up and removed his shorts. He then stepped up on the couch and with his back and ass to us all, planted his large dick to Maggie’s lips. A quick glance toward Ray showed a man who just may have received religion at that point. His face reflected a look of a man who may have just discovered the origin of life. Again I cursed not having my camera.
Maggie was making wet and sloppy sounds as she literally ate Ted’s cock. Ray had by now pulled out his beer can thick prick and was giving it a good and steady wank. Janice and Ellen slid over to lend a hand if you will, so that Ray could remove his hand and just rub the backs of his helpers.
My little spinner Polly was giving me a wonderful screwing, bounding up and down on my dick while I gazed from side to side to not miss any of the current action on the other side of the room. My sons, Brian and Jeff had finished their dinner and shed their clothes, coming into the den to announce comically; “We’re with the dick police. We’re here to help. Be advised we will be inspecting the females closely”
Ellen and Janice had left a throbbing Ray, literally leaving him at the explosion point to join my boy’s on the carpet. Both the women got into the doggy position and were effortlessly mounted by the horny lads.
So there we were; Polly and I, the boys and Ellen and Janice, and Ted ramming down the gullet of good old grams. This left poor Ray in an uncomfortable space between unabated lust and the hardest cock in the room. His poor face was contorted into what I do now expression. My compassion took over; I couldn’t let him languish any longer.
Lifting Polly up and carrying her on my dick with my hands holding her ass, I walked over to Ted and Maggie and sat down again. I let my fingers prod into Maggie’s pussy and let my thumb push in her ass. Maggie’s response was too slide further into my hand which almost made her lose contact with Ted’s dick.
I then told a bewildered Ray to come over to me, which he did trance like. His sights were transfixed on Maggie’s ass and my thumb all the way inside it. He wasn’t holding his thick cock anymore; it was waving like a bobble head in the air, looking to zone in on a target. Ted finally got off the sofa and this allowed Maggie to turn over and really expose her backside to all. Polly had dismounted me now and joined Ted, while I grabbed both of Maggie’s ass cheeks, pulling them apart and abruptly told Ray to “do it”
Ray placed his cannon head to Maggie’s gaped ass and inserted it slowly. Now having seen Maggie enjoy the other men’s ass fuck, this was something new; her expression was off the wall as Ray’s super thick weapon sank further in her bowls. I doubt she had experienced this width before in her rear channel. When Ray was in to the max, Maggie’s face outlined a look of pained joy. When Ray held her hips and began humping harder into her ass, she shrieked out encouragement as the pitch of her voice became octaves higher.
When Ray would pull out entirely to rearrange his body, the gape of her ass was so big; a silver dollar would have fallen through. I also had the funny urge to call out my father in law’s name to see if he would answer from that dark and deep hole.
The coupling on the sofa had everyone else in limbo as they observed the mother, son in law thrashing before them. The idea of a son in law literally fucking the shit out of his mother in law gave justification to all the cruelty that in-laws inflict on one another. Whatever the relationship and feelings between these two was being forever changed before our eyes; this was fornication at its purest form, an animal desire that had to be fulfilled. Ray was now beyond any control, if an army had tried to pull him from Maggie’s ass it would have failed. His body jolted and convulsed as he injected his molten cum into the confines of Maggie’s ass. Her ass in turn was in spasm mode as it milked all he had.
The two of them collapsed from exhaustion after their theatrics subsided. The rest of the folks, as if on cue, went back to their activity as if nothing had stopped them earlier. I had to have some relief, so I looked around who might assist me in that regard. Ellen and Janice were still being drilled by the boys; Ted was pile driving Polly deeper and deeper into the sofa cushions. My best recourse was the girls, Ellen and Janice, so I got between them and had them take turns sucking me off. Trust me; it didn’t take much before I erupted with long ropes of cum high in the air to finally rest on the foreheads of these two women.
A chain reaction began as the men; one after the other would explode and bring their partners to shattering climaxes as well.
The orgy continued well into the night and following morning. Everyone was encouraged to spend the night; however Ted and Ellen decided to go home right before dawn. Against my judgment they stumbled out the back door over our backyard to theirs. I fully expected to see them pasted out in the backyard maybe with fire ants crawling over them. I didn’t know if I would have enough energy myself to help them if they did. No worry they did make it.
The rest of us played on till sunrise. All the women got double penetrations, but in Maggie’s case, the pussy was off limits. Ray spent most of his time with Maggie as expected.
One of the funniest sites was when Ray and I took a break and got in the kitchen to refresh ourselves with drink. It was after about his third fuck with Maggie. He placed his arm around my shoulder and I did the same with mine, as he thanked me for letting him participate, referring to Maggie. What a picture, two brother in laws, arms around each other, hip to hip, naked with our dangling dicks swinging in the breeze, watching my sons fuck the hell out of his wife.
Some of us stumbled upstairs to bed with partners, others just passed out in the den. On the way upstairs, Brian turned to me and said,
“Oh Dad, by the way, Leon is stopping by latter, we’re going over some plays coach wants us to study. Perhaps we can talk about his situation with everyone since there all here”
It’s not easy being me.

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The Devil’s Pact Chapter 5: The Talk

The Devil’s Pact
by mypenname3000
Copyright 2013
Chapter Five: The Talk
Mary and I exited Victoria’s Secret. We just had the most pleasurable time inside, when Mary had arranged for the beautiful salesgirls, Aurora and Heather, to pleasure me while Mary and our sex-slave, Allison, modeled lingerie.
Mary was wearing the red-and-white striped pencil skirt and a loose fitting, white blouse. Her auburn ponytail contrasted nicely against the white of her blouse as it fell down her back. Behind us, Allison, walked burdened with Mary’s purchases. She looked particularly slutty in a pink t-shirt, so tight it was quite clear she wore no bra and had pierced nipples. Across her breasts was written “Daddy’s Little Girl” only the “Girl” was crossed out and replaced with “Slut”. And that was what she was, a horny, seventeen year old slut.
“So where to next, Mare?” I asked. This was Mary’s shopping trip and I was just along for the ride.
“No offense, Mark” Mary said, “but you need some new clothes. This …” she grabbed the fraying hem of my t-shirt, “is a little worn.”
“Yeah, I guess,” I said. I guess it was fair, I had told her the same thing this morning about her Starbucks uniform.
And that’s how I found myself in Aeropostale being shoved into a changing room by Mary with a bundle of jeans and shirts, and detailed instructions on what to wear. I tried on a couple pairs of jeans until I found the size that fit. Then I pulled on a white t-shirt, tucked the shirt into my jeans, and then pulled on a red and black plaid, buttoned up shirt, which I left unbuttoned, per Mary’s instructions. I looked in the mirror and I guessed I looked alright. Usually, I just wore the beige slacks my job required because I was to cheap too buy another pair of pants. For shirts, I just bought plain, cheap t-shirts from Walmart or Target.
I stepped out of the changing room and found Mary and Allison waiting. Allison had my camcorder and she was filming me. I felt self-conscious as Mary and Allison scrutinized me, which was weird since I’d been filming myself having sex all day. I swallowed, waiting for Mary’s reaction. She eyed me critically, biting her lower lip. Why was she waiting so long to say anything. Did it not look good on me? Shit, I wished she would say something. Even it I looked like a moron, that was better then her appraising stare.
“You look good,” Mary said, finally.
“Definitely,” Allison answered. “Master is looking very handsome.” I flushed, both relieved and embarrassed as Mary and Allison whistled and catcalled as I turned around.
“Nice ass,” Mary said huskily and then she spanked my ass. “Saucy filly!” I gasped and jumped, whirling around to grab at Mary. She gracefully danced away giggling as I lunged for her.
Mary stuck her tongue at me and darted between a clothing rack and I chased after her. Mary had gotten around the racks and was double-backing towards the changing room. I cut off her escape, driving her back into the short hallway that lead to the store’s three changing rooms. Mary backed down the hallway as I slowly advanced on her, a sultry smile gracing her lips. She back up until she bumped into the door at the end of the hallway and I grinned in victory, my prey was cornered. I loomed over her, feasting on the sight of her small bosom heaving in excitement. Her eyes shined with desire as I leaned in and captured her red lips with mine.
“You’ve been bad,” I whispered after the kiss, groping her tit through her blouse. “Time for your punishment.”
Mary grinned wickedly, reaching behind her to open the changing room door. We almost fell inside, slamming the door shut. “Slut,” Mary called out. “Do what you have to stop any interruptions.”
“Yes, Mistress,” answered Allison.
I shoved Mary face first against the wall and pulled her skirt up over her ass. She was wearing panties made of wispy, grace lace that did nothing to hide her flesh beneath. I pulled them down, leaving them bunched around her knees, and smacked her right asscheek. “Harder,” panted Mary. “I’ve been such a bad filly!” The second smack was hard and loud and left a red hand-print on her white ass.
“What’s going on back here,” demanded the male voice of the store’s clerk.
“Nothing,” Allison said in a sultry voice. “Hi, I’m Allison.”
I smacked Mary’s ass a third time and she squealed. “Doesn’t sound like nothing,” the man said. “Come on out.”
Allison giggled, and cooed flirtatiously, “You have such broad shoulders. Do you work out? I love a guy with muscles.”
I unzipped my pants and smacked Mary’s ass with repeatedly with my cock. “Uhh, you feel so hard!” Mary moaned.
“Get out, right now!” the man ordered. “Wait, what are you doing?”
“You’re muscles are so hard,” Allison purred.
“Miss, please stop that,” the man pleaded as my hard cock found Mary’s wet cunt and slid up inside her and fucked her slowly.
“Do you like my shirt?” asked Allison. “It’s the most amazing fabric. Here fill how soft it is.”
“What? Shit!” the man gasped in panic. “I … fuck.”
“Nice and soft, right?” Allison purred.
I heard clothes rustle and the man gasped out loud. In a stricken voice, the man complained, “Miss, you got to put your shirt back on!”
“Do you like my piercings?” Allison asked. “It’s okay, you can touch them.”
“Oh, god,” the man moaned, guiltily. “Fuck, that’s nice.”
I pulled my cock out of Mary’s cunt. “Oh, don’t stop,” she begged.
“You still need to be punished!” I hissed.
I moved my cock up through her crack and found the tight, rosebud of her anus. “Ohhh,” Mary moaned. “Fuck my ass! That’ll teach me!”
My cock, lubed with her pussy’s juices, pushed past her tight sphincter and into the warm, velvety tightness of her ass. Mary groaned in pain and pleasure, shoving her ass back against me, forcing my cock deeper into her bowels. One hand slit up under her blouse to grasp a small breast and hard nipple, while the other slid down to find a wet cunt and throbbing clit. Holding Mary tight, I fucked her ass hard and she moaned loudly.
“Do you want to see my tattoo?” Allison asked out in the hallway.
“Wow!” breathed the guy.
“It’s an invitation,” Allison husked. She must have lifted her skirt to show the phrase “Cum on In” that was tattooed on her pelvis, right above her pussy. Beneath the words, a little arrow pointed down to clit.
“I can’t,” the guy protested.
“Sure you can,” Allison said huskily. “Pussies were made to have cocks cum in them.”
“Shit,” the guy cursed. A door opened and the pair moved into another changing room. Someone bumped into the wall.
There was a wet, sloppy sound and Allison cooed, “You’re so big!”
“Am I big?” I asked, Mary as I fucked her ass.
“Eh,” she said with a shrug. I smacked her ass and she giggled. “You’re my stallion!” she moaned. “And you feel quite large in my ass right now!”
I kissed Mary’s neck, enjoying her tight, hot ass as I fucked her. Through the thin walls of the changing room we could hear Allison’s pants and the gasps of the stranger fucking her. Mary wiggled her hips, fucking her ass back into me. Mary turned her head and I kissed her lips, pushing Mary’s body against the wall as I reveled in her ass’s sweet, tight grip on my cock.
“Oh, fuck!” the man moaned. “You’re so tight, I am about to cum.”
“On, no, don’t pull out,” protested Allison.
“I don’t want to cum in you!”
“Didn’t you read the tat?” Allison asked, naughtily. “Ohh, that’s nice! Fuck me harder! Fuck me stud!” Allison groaned loudly. It sound like she came. “Oh, your cum so hot and deep inside me! Fuck, you’re a stud.”
“Thanks,” the man, mumbled. The door opened and heavy footsteps walked away.
Allison giggled. “Did I do good?” she asked from the hallway.
“You did great, slut,” Mary moaned, then hissed to me, “Pinch my clit. Oh yeah, just like that, hun. Fuuucck!”
Her ass clenched hard on my dick as her body shuddered in my embrace. I fucked her a few more times then emptied my balls into her bowels. I held my sweet Mary, breathing heavily in her ear, for a minute, before I pulled my cock out of her ass. White cum leaked out her brown asshole, running down her crack and taint to her cunt. “Slut!” I called, “get in here.”
Allison threw open the door, entering the changing room topless. Her large breasts, perky with youth, swayed and bounced as she walked. Her large, pink nipples were each pierce with silver barbells. Running down her inner thighs was the stranger’s cum. Allison saw my dirty cock and the cum leaking out of Mary’s ass, and knew what to do. Kneeling down, she first gently licked my cock clean, her tongue stud hard on my cock, contrasting with her soft tongue. My cock clean she started to suck my cum out of Mary’s ass.
It was so hot, watching my slut eat my cum out my girlfriend’s ass, that my cock grew hard again. When she finished, I turned her head and fucked my cock deep into her mouth. She gagged and chocked as I face fucked her hard, shoving my cock down her throat. Mary smiled, straightening her skirt and blouse, and then grabbed the back of Allison’s head and helped me face fuck her. I came deep in her throat and Allison gagged and choked on my cum.
When I pulled out of her mouth, drool and cum ran down her chin. She smiled up at me and purred, “Thank you, Master, for feeding me your tasty cum.” She was a good slut and I patted her on the head, smiling down at her.
Knowing my sizes, now, Mary picked out more clothes while telling me to go choose some boxers. She heavily implied that my tighty whitey underwear was not at all too her liking. I found some new boxers and I joined her at the register where I had the clerk sell the clothes to me for free. Allison, my cum running down her inner thighs, had trouble carrying all our shopping bags so I grabbed a teenage boy lounging in the store and pressed him into service.
“Bath and Body Works should be the last stop,” Mary told me as we left Aeropostale. “Allison and I will need our beauty supplies.”
“Of course,” I said. “I think I’ll pop into Gamestop.”
Mary nodded. “Okay, hun, we’ll meet you back here in twenty minutes.” I nodded, and pulled some of the money I got from the prudish bitch back at Hot Topic and handed it to Mary. She gave me a quick kiss and led Allison and our teenage pack mule off into the mall.
But it wasn’t Gamestop I went. It was Kay Jewelers. Maybe it was crazy, but I loved Mary. Even if I hadn’t known her for a full day yet, I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her. The clerk was a middle-aged woman named Patricia. She had horned rim glasses perched on a narrow, pinched face and boney nose. She smiled happily when I told her I was shopping for an engagement ring and showed me the stores collection. There were so many, that I was quickly overwhelmed.
“What does your girlfriend like,” Patricia asked. “What type of jewelry does she wear?”
“I’m not sure,” I said, studying all the rings. It was a little overwhelming. “We haven’t been together long.”
“Ahh,” Patricia said. “When I was seventeen I was swept off my feet by this twenty-year old sailor. I thought he was the one.”
“What happened?” I asked.
“I got the clap,” Patricia said with a impish giggle. “Turned out, I wasn’t the only girl he was seeing. So, you sure you’re not rushing things.”
I shook my head. “No, she’s the one. I feel it.”
“Okay, sonny,” she said. “How about this one?”
One ring caught my eye. Patricia noticed and pulled out a large, black diamond set in white gold and flanked with many, smaller white diamonds. The band of the ring was set with small, black diamonds. It wasn’t the most expensive ring, but I found it the most beautiful.
“This the one, sonny?” Patrica asked.
“Definitely,” I said. So Patricia placed the ring in a black, ring box and I decided to look for some more jewelry for Mary. I found a heart-shaped, silver locket with a pink rose sculpted on the front; a gold bracelet made of Xs and Os with little hearts engraved on the Os; and a pair of amethyst gold stud earrings. Patricia was such a sweet old gal, I didn’t want her to get in trouble for letting me steal so much jewelery. I made her go into the back room and she looked so hurt when I tied her up. I would make sure someone would find her before too long.
Jewelery in hand, I wandered over to the Gamestop. Sadly, no hot, beautiful, cute, or even moderately attractive women wandered into the store, so I just browsed the games. I ended up getting a Nintendo 3DS to replace my old DS and picked up a couple of games. Finally, Mary and Allison showed up. In addition to the Bath and Body Works bags, they had Target bags, explaining the additional ten minutes it took. “Just some toiletries and such,” Mary explained with a smile. How could I be mad when she smiled so beautifully.
“So, anywhere else?” I asked.
Mary thought for a minute. “No, I think that’s enough for today.” Mary noticed the Kay Jewelry bag and her eyes widened. I grinned and handed the bag of jewelry over. I had already slipped the engagement ring box into my pants pocket.
Both Mary and Allison cooed in delight as they opened the jewelry boxes, and Mary immediately put on the locket, the bracelet, and replaced her silver studs for the gold, amethyst studs. Bedecked with her new jewelery, Mary hugged me fiercely and kissed me soundly on the lips. “Oh, they’re so beautiful,” she said, tears in her eyes, “thank you, thank you.” The thank yous were punctuated with sweet kisses. “I love you.”
“I’m glad you like them,” I told her when she calmed down.
Arm in arm, we walked through the mall. On the way out we I noticed a black, canvas duster in a store window. I had always wanted a duster, ever since I was a kid watching spaghetti westerns. Mary laughed out loud a minute later when I walked out wearing the duster. I didn’t care, just place my arm around her shoulder and walked my laughing girlfriend out of the mall.
After a few minutes of wandering around the parking lot, we found my silver Mustang. Allison and the teenage boy placed our purchases into the trunk, and I told the boy to go to Kay Jewelers and find Patricia. As he ran off, the three of us piled into the Mustang with Allison squeezing into the backseat.
“If you could have any car in the world, Mary, what would it be?” I asked as the Mustang’s engine roared to life.
She frowned. “I’m not sure. I Volkswagen, probably.”
“A Volkswagen?” I asked. That would not have been my answer.
“Yeah, they make the cutest cars.”
Laughing, I backed my car out of the space and headed off to find a Volkswagen dealership. I got on highway 512 and got my Mustang up to 100 mph going down the hill into the valley before I had to slow down to make the curves. I got us down to River Road, on the other side of Puyallup, which was crowded with a dealership for every car manufacture you could imagine and found the Larson Volkswagen dealership.
We got out of the car and Mary started wandering through the various Beetles and Jettas, Golfs and Tiguans, proclaiming how cute they were. I just wondered what the fuck a Tiguan was. Could it be a lizard? I checked my camcorder and saw the memory card was nearly full, so I popped open the trunk and swapped out memory cards for my camcorder, and looked around for any attractive women.
“Can I help you folks?” a handsome, young man in a blue-striped white shirt asked. He was clean cut and friendly and reached out to shake my hand.
“Yeah, my girlfriend, Mary, is looking for a new car,” I told Frank, reading his name off a blue nametag. “Help her find what she’s looking for.”
“Okay,” he said in a friendly manner, “What type of car are you looking for, Mary?”
“Something cute,” she answered, as Frank led her off. “and sporty.”
I was about to follow when I noticed this gorgeous, sandy-blonde haired woman, mid-twenties, in a red sundress. The dress was held up by two narrow straps that left most of her shoulders bare, between the plunging neckline and a push up bra, the woman had an amazing cleavage. The woman was with a man, her husband I guessed, who placed a hand on her hip as they talked over a silver Passat.
I grabbed Allison and stopped her from following after Mary. “Slut,” I said quietly. “I’m going to lead that man’s wife off to the bathroom to fuck her. I need you to keep her husband distracted.”
Allison grinned, eying the man up. He was a ruggedly handsome man, broad shoulder and chiseled features. “Like how I distracted the guy in Aeropostale?”
I smiled at her. “You do whatever you want,” I told her. Allison nodded her head, eagerly, licking her lips.
Allison and I walked discreetly over to the couple and waited for my chance. After a minute, they separated and I stepped up to the wife and whispered, “Tell you’re husband you need to go to the bathroom and then wait for me in there naked.”
The woman glanced askance at me and, with a surprised look on her face, said, “Eric, I’m going to use the restroom.”
“Hmm, okay, Beth,” her husband answered, reading the specs of the Passat hanging on a window, and Beth started walking towards the showroom and the restroom within. Her fine ass swayed beneath the loose fabric of her red dress as she strutted across the car-lot. I waited until Allison walked up and started flirting with the husband, and then I followed Beth to the restroom.
The showroom was deserted and I slipped into the woman’s restroom without being seen. Inside, Beth waited. She was naked and shyly held one hand over her pussy, blonde hair peeking out through her fingers,while the other arm vainly tried to cover her large, round breasts. A red flush was creeping across her face and stomach as I filmed her. The door had a deadbolt and she jumped when it clicked as I locked the door.
“Wh-what do you want w-with me,” she stammered in fear.
“Don’t be afraid,” I told her and she immediately calm down. “I’m going to fuck you and you’re going to enjoy it. So don’t be shy.”
Beth’s arms dropped away and she straightened, a sultry smile appeared on her face. Her nipples hardened, dark pink, with large aerolas. Her pussy was covered with a fine down of blonde hair. I sat the camcorder on the counter, aimed it where I hoped it was catching the action, walked over to her and pushed her back against the tiled wall, fishing my cock out of my pants. She was breathing heavily, licking her lips in anticipation. I rubbed my cock on her wet pussy lips and then shoved all the way into her.
“Oh, fuck,” she moaned, “that’s good!” Her arms wrapped around mine and one leg curled around my waist. I grabbed it, holding her leg up and allowing me to get deeper into her wet cunt. I started to fuck her fast. Allison wouldn’t be able to distract her husband for long and then he would be wondering what happened to his wife.
“God, you feel good,” I moaned, kissing her neck as her cunt gripped my cock with a silken embrace.
“Fuck, you’re big,” she gasped. “Oh fuck, your stretching me so good! Harder! Harder!” The bathroom echoed with our gasps and moans and the slap of flesh on flesh and that wet, squishing sound of cock sliding through dripping cunt. “Oh fuck, oh fuck!” she moaned over and over. Her cunt constricted on my dick as she came, bucking in my arms. I kept fucking her hard.
There was a knock at the door, we both froze. “Beth, you in there?”
Fuck it was her husband. I slowed my fucking down and Beth moaned, “Yeah, I’m not feeling well. I’ll be out soon!”
“Do you want me to come in?” he asked.
“N-no,” she gasped, her cunt tightening about my cock and she squirmed in my arm. I bent and sucked a hard nipple into my mouth. “You can’t come in, it’s the ladies room.”
“Okay, I’ll be right out here, Beth.”
“O-okay!”
God, it was exciting fucking a man’s wife right under his nose. I fucked her with slow, barely pulling out before shoving back in. Beth moaned softly, her cunt squeezing my cock. Apparently, she found it exciting as well. She clenched her lips, trying not to cry out. “You gonna cum on my cock again,” I whispered into her ear, “with your husband right outside?”
“Yes,” she whispered huskily. “Fuck me with that big cock.”
I sucked on her tit, leaving small bite marks. She was panting in pleasure and bucked in my arms as a second orgasm rolled through her. Her cunt was squeezing so hard on my dick and it felt so amazing, and she clamped a hand over her mouth to muffle her scream. My own cum was nearing, building in my balls. I kissed her mouth, tasting her tongue and fucked her hard; one, two, three more times and then erupted inside her.
I slumped against her for a moment, the pulled my dick out of her cunt and stumbled back. “Get dressed,” I told her, quietly. “Don’t clean out your pussy till tonight. Walk around all day feeling my cum inside you and remembering how great the fuck was. Don’t ever tell your husband or anyone else about this. And don’t feel guilty. Just think of me when your husband’s little dick’s inside you.”
She nodded, grabbing her beige panties and pulling them on. She walked over to me and kissed me. “Thanks,” she whispered. “I haven’t cum that hard in years.” She found her clothes and got dressed.
I slipped into a stall as Beth unlocked the door and slipped out of the bathroom and I heard her husband ask, “You okay, Beth? You were in there a while.”
“Oh, I, um, I wasn’t feeling well,” Beth answered.
“I can see that,” her husband said. “You look a little disheveled. Do you want to go. We can look for a new car another time.”
The voices were walking away now. “No, I’m feeling a lot better, now.”
I planned on waiting another minute before exiting when Allison burst in, smiling. “Did you fuck her good, Master?” she asked, excitedly.
“I did,” I said. “What happened to distracting him?”
“Sorry, master,” Allison said, downcast. “I flirted and giggled and stuck out my chest but he wasn’t interested.”
“Maybe he’s gay,” I mused. “His wife hadn’t been fucked well in a while.”
Allison nodded and then saw my sticky cock. She knew what to do and dropped to her knees, sucking my pussy covered dick into her mouth and sucking happily. I closed my eyes, enjoying my slut’s hot, little mouth and hard tongue stud sliding around my cock. The door opened and a woman gasped. “Shit, get in here!” I quickly ordered.
The woman, one of the sales staff, quickly entered the bathroom. She stared wide-eye as Allison didn’t even stop her blowjob. “Christ,” the woman, Iris her nametag read, cursed, mortified. “You can’t be doing that in here. Stop that!” She was an attractive woman, early thirties, fit and toned. Her black hair was long and tied loosely back with a red ribbon. She wore a soft blue, business skirt and blouse, and black-rimmed glasses perched on her small nose.
I smiled down at Allison. “You’ve been a good slut today,” I told her. “I think you need a reward. Take off your clothes, lie down and spread your legs.” Allison peeled out of her t-shirt and dropped her skirt in seconds and was on her back, legs spread to show her pussy streaked with drying cum from the man she fucked at the mall and her juices. Iris was speechless, gaping at Allison’s pussy. “Iris, lock the door then get down there and make that slut cum on your tongue.”
Hands trembling, Iris locked the door then knelt down on the floor and move slowly towards Allison’s pussy. Allison writhed in anticipation as Iris breathed heavily, inches from her pussy, before she closed her eyes and let her tongue gingerly lick up the girls messy cunt. Allison sighed, hips jerking as Iris’s tongue grazed her clit. I grabbed my camcorder and handed it to Allison. The woman was licking slowly up and down her slit, her nerves relaxing and she started to get more aggressive, slipping a finger into Allison’s cunt.
“I’m going to fuck you, Iris,” I said as I knelt behind her. I rolled up her tight skirt, exposing well toned legs and tan pantyhose over white panties. I ripped her pantyhose and then shoved her panties to the side exposing a shaved pussy with large, plump pussy lips and a hard clit protruding out an inch. Iris moaned into Allison’s cunt as I rubbed my cock against her clit then I shoved it into her pussy.
It did not get old, no matter how many pussy’s I fucked, they all felt warm and wet and wonderful on my cock. I fucked her hard and deep, gripping her hips and pushing her face into Allison’s cunt. Allison moaned, pointing the camcorder down the length of her body. Her pierced tits jiggled every time my fucking shoved Iris face into her cunt.
Allison was panting louder. “Oh, Master, thank you,” she moaned. “Her tongue feels so great!” Her tits heaved, perky with youth, and tipped with pink nipples pierced with silver barbells. “Uhhmm, I’m going to cum! Oh, fuck, keep sucking my clit, keep doing just that. Ohhh, craaap!” Allison writhed on the floor then collapsed and breathed deeply. “Fuck that was amazing!”
“When a slut cums, she thanks the person responsible,” I said sternly.
“Oh, thank you, Iris,” she said, breathless. “Your tongue and fingers felt so good on my slutty pussy. Thank you for making this slut cum!”
I pulled out of Iris, ready to cum myself, and jerked off over Allison, spraying cum all over her face and tits and stomach. Ropey, white cum covered Allison and she smiled happily. Without thinking, she started to gather up the cum with a finger. “No,” I ordered. “Wear my cum. Let everyone see what a slut you are. You can get dressed.”
“Oh, thank you, Master,” she gushed as she dressed. “I’m such a slut.” Her shirt smeared the cum across her face as she pulled her shirt over her head, and the cum on her chest was soaking through the shirt. She pulled up her skirt and, looking a complete mess, followed me out of the bathroom, leaving Iris panting on the floor as she masturbated. She must have been close to cumming when I pulled out of her cunt.
We found Mary returning to the lot from a test drive with Frank the salesman in a sporty looking red convertible. I thought it was a little boxy for a sports car, lacking the smooth lines and exciting curves I preferred in a sports car. She hugged me and then glanced at Allison, smeared in my cum, and raised on eyebrow.
“So, this car?” I asked.
“Oh, yes,” Mary answered. “Its an Eos. Its so cute, don’t you think.”
I didn’t see it, so I lied. “Yes it is.”
Frank looked askance at Allison, not sure what to say about the cum drenched teenage. “Slut,” Mary barked, “go wait in the Mustang!”
“Yes, Mistress,” Allison said, and walked away.
“Don’t worry about her,” Mary told the salesman. “She’s very promiscuous. If you turn your back on her you’ll find her fucking some guy.”
“Well, lets get the paperwork filled out,” I told the salesman.
“Y-yeah, of course,” Frank stammered. Frank led us into the sales floor to his desk. The car, with fees and taxes, came to around $38,000 dollars. I offered him a dollar as the down payment and the rest of the money within the week. Frank agreed, and we skipped all the need for a credit check. Not surprising, the finance officer, Boris, a skinny Russian with a scar running down the side of his face, had problems with that. But after talking with me, he signed off on the deal eagerly.
After Mary and I signed what seemed like a hundred documents, we were handed the keys to Mary’s new Eon. I made sure Allison could drive a manual, then told her to follow us in my Mustang. I had an idea where we could stay for a short time that wasn’t my shitty apartment, and gave Mary instructions that would take us through downtown Puyallup, east on Pioneer, then south on Shaw Road.
As Mary drove, I could feel the engagement ring in my pants pocket and I wondered how and where I would propose to her. I wanted it to be special and romantic. “Mary,” I asked her as she droves us through Puyallup. “Is there anything around the Puget Sound that you’ve always wanted to do?” I hoped I sounded subtle and not to obvious.
Mary bit her lip as she thought. It was one of the many cute things she did. “I would like to see the orcas.”
I frowned. “Orcas? Aren’t those out in the ocean?”
She laughed. “There are a couple pods that live in the Sound,” she said, incredulous that her boyfriend could so dumb.
“Okay,” I answered. “So, you go to a pier or something.”
“No, there are boats that take tours out in the Sound,” she said. “Daisy, my friend, went on one with her boyfriend. She said it was very romantic. And that the orcas were just beautiful.” Romantic, huh. I wasn’t sure what was so romantic about watching big fish in the ocean but Mary sure seemed excited.
“How about you?” she asked.
I thought for a minute. “The space needle,” I finally said. “I’ve lived my whole life living an hours drive from it and I’ve never been up there.”
“Uuhh,” she gushed, “its very beautiful and romantic up there. And there’s this restaurant built up there. And it slowly rotates so you can see all across Seattle, and the Sound. Its so gorgeous.”
“Then you’ll have to show me how beautiful it is.” Mary nodded her head. “I’d love to, Mark.”
My directions led us back up South Hill to where million dollar houses were built on the edge of the hill, overlooking the Puyallup River valley with a stunning view of Mount Rainier.
As we drove through the neighborhood I told Mary to choose the house she liked. Mary looked around and choose a blue-gray, three story house, with white trim. Large windows faced the street and the yard was well manicured, with shrubs and decorative rocks. Mount Rainier loomed behind the house, snow-capped peak as majestic as always. I always had to pause and admire the beauty of Mount Rainier.
Mary pulled the Eos into the driveway and Allison parked the Mustang on the street. We got out of the car and walked up to the beautiful, front doors, white painted wood set with beautiful windows. I rang the doorbell. A short, fat, balding man answered the door. He was in his fifties, what little hair remaining was gray, and he wore an expensive looking, dark blue suit, and a loose, red silk tie hung around his neck.
“Can I help you?” he asked, peering at us suspiciously.
“I’m Mark, and this is my girlfriend, Mary, and our slut, Allison.”
The man frowned at that. “Get off my property or I’ll call the police,” the man said, starting to slam the door.
I caught the door with one hand. “That’s rude. Invite us in.”
“Sorry,” the man muttered, “please, come in. I’m Brandon Fitzsimmons.”
We entered his house and it was richly furnished. He led us into a comfortable living room. There was a plush, cream colored couch and matching easy chair. A 56” flat-screen hung on the wall over an impressive entertainment center. Fancy looking art hung on the wall, a mix of modern art and classics. Mary looked appreciatively at the art and cooed over a painting that looked like someone just splashed various color paints on canvas. I didn’t get modern art.
“Is there anyone else living here?” I asked Brandon.
“Just my wife, Desiree,” he answered.
I was about to ask if she was home, when a lovely woman’s voice asked with a Spanish lilt to her voice, “Who’s at the door, mi querido?”
A gorgeous Latina woman, late twenties, in a white, wrap-around dress with a plunging neckline that showed off a large and generous cleavage. She wore no bra and her full tits bounced and jiggled in her dress as she walked down the stairs. She was voluptuous and curvy, her ass swaying beautiful beneath her dress. Her skin was a beautiful, nut brown, and her brunette hair was long and curly. She joined her ugly, toad of a husband, wrapping an arm about him. The man was so short, her tits were at his eye level. Clearly, she was a trophy wife and probably a gold digger.
“Hello,” she greeted us pleasantly. “I’m Desiree.”
“I’m Mark and this is Mary,” I told her. “And that’s Allison. She’s our slut.”
“I see,” Desiree said, delicately, and gave her husband a confused look.
“What do you think?” I asked Mary as I eyed Desiree.
“Do you cook?” Mary asked the woman, a considering look on her face. Mary knew exactly what I wanted from Desiree.
“I do,” she said. “I love to cock.”
I looked at Brandon. “Is she actually a good cook?”
“She’s the best. Its one of the reason’s I married her.” As he said that, his hand squeezed his wife’s ass and she giggled and slapped him away. “Stop that,” Desiree purred, wickedly. “What’ll our guest think.”
“That I’m the luckiest guy in the world,” Brandon answered, placing his hand back on his wife’s shapely rear. Brandon sensed I was a hungry predator eying his wife and was marking his claim.
“This’ll work just fine,” Mary said.
“What will?” Brandon frowned at us.
“Brandon, we’re going to borrow your house, and your wife, for a while,” I told him.
His frowned deepened. “What do you mean by borrow my wife?”
“Just stand there, quietly, and watch,” I said with a smile. “Desiree, get down on your knees and suck my cock.” Desiree dropped to her knees, her hands fished out my cock and then her warm mouth was around it. The feel of her lips and tongue sent electricity surging up my cock. “Mmmhh, you’re wife’s got a hot, little mouth.”
I watched Mary walk over to Allison and smack her ass. “Sluts go naked in the house,” she ordered.
“Sorry, Mistress,” Allison apologized and quickly pulled off her cum stained top and slipped out of her jean shirts. Her teenage body was covered in streaks of my dried cum.
“Undress me,” Mary ordered. Allison eagerly pulled off her white blouse, unhooked the lacy, gray bra then unzipped the tight skirt. Finally, Allison knelt down and pulled off her Mistress’s wispy, gray panties. Mary’s pussy was right in Allison’s face, and the little slut couldn’t resist swiping her tongue through Mary’s wet slit. “Umm, good slut,” Mary murmured, the she grabbed Allison’s arm and pulled her to her feet and led her over to the couch. Mary sat down and pulled Allison down next to her and started to kiss Allison pink lips and pulling on her nipple piercings.
“Desiree, I’m you Master, now,” I told her. “And Mary’s your Mistress. You will do whatever filthy or depraved acts Mary or I tell you.” She nodded around my cock. “Good. Allison’s our number one slut. She’s in charge when Mary and I aren’t around.” Mary’s legs were spread open, her pussy wet and flushed and begging for attention. “Desiree, go eat your Mistress’s cunt.”
Desiree stop sucking my cock and crawled across the floor, her shapely ass rolling as she crawled. Mary smiled down at Desiree and Allison sucked one of Mary’s nipples into her mouth. Mary groaned as Desiree pressed her mouth into her cunt. Mary grabbed her thick hair and rubbed the Latina slut’s face in pussy. I dropped behind Desiree, pulling her skirt up and exposing a black thong. I ripped it off her pussy, exposing a shaved cunt and large labia, pink and wet.
“You’re wife’s wet,” I told Brandon. He looked queasy as I slowly slid my cock inside her while Desiree moaned into Mary’s cunt. “She’s nice and tight, too.”
I started to fuck Desiree’s pussy hard, enjoying her cunt’s velvety grip and the sight of Desiree eating out Mary while Allison sucked on her freckled tits. Mary’s hand slipped between Allison’s thighs and started fingering her clit. Desiree’s plump ass jiggled as I fucked her. And then she started wiggling on my cock. I slipped a hand around her waist and fund her hard clit and started rubbing. Her cunt contracted about my cock and she howled wordless into Mary’s cunt.
“God, you’re wife’s a dirty whore!” I shouted at Brandon. “She just came on my dick. Tell your husband how much you loved it.”
“Ohh, I fucking loved it!” Desiree panted, mouth stained with cunt juices. “His cock feels soo good in my pussy and I came so hard!”
“You’re wife’s going to be well looked after,” I told her husband. “So, go upstairs, pack your suitcases. Whatever you’ll need for a few weeks and go check into a cheap motel. Not local, something closer to your work. You’ll live there until Desiree calls you and tells you to come home. Do not make any attempt to contact your wife. Do not call the police, or tell anyone about what’s going on. Now, go!” Brandon raced out of the room, pounding up the stairs.
Mary was cumming on Desiree’s tongue as I went back to fucking her. Mary bucked so hard Allison had to stop sucking on her titties. Desiree started to pull her head up but Mary grabbed her hair and shoved her back in. “I didn’t say to stop, slut.” I slapped Desiree’s ass hard, leaving a red handprint, and she moaned an apology around Mary’s pussy.
Allison shuddered next to Mary, cumming on her fingers. “Oh, thank you, Mistress,” she panted. “Thank you for making me cum.” Mary held up her fingers and Allison obediently licked her cream off slender fingers.
I gripped Desiree’s hips and really started to pound her cunt. I was getting close to cumming as Desiree’s writhed before me, eating feverishly at Mary’s pussy. Her cunt started to ripple about my cock as she came a second time. My ball tightened and with a groan, I shot deep inside her cunt. I fucked her a few more times, spurting more cum inside her. Wearily, I pulled out of her and sank on the couch next to Mary.
Allison wasted no time in getting behind Desiree and sucking my cum out of her pussy. Mary kissed me hard, her nimble tongue probing my mouth. She broke the kiss panting loud as her next orgasm neared and I bent down and sucked one of her hard little nipples into my mouth. “Oh, that’s nice,” Mary whispered. “Ohh, fuck, Desiree’s a good cunt lapper!” she moaned and came with a hard shudder. Breathing heavily, Mary shoved Desiree off her cunt. “You can stop, slut!”
I reclined back into the couch. Fuck, I was tired. I had been up over a day and my sleep deprivation came crashing down on me. I closed my eyes and felt Mary cuddle up next to me. There was crashing down the stairs as Brandon raced down them, dragging his, and heading through a door out into the garage. He didn’t say a word. The garage door opened and sleep …
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I woke up, confused where I was. Then I remembered, I was in the Fitzsimmons house. I rubbed sleep from my eyes and saw Mary sitting next to me. It was dark in the living room, the sun had set while I was sleeping and the living room danced with the shifting light from the Television.
“Have a nice nap,” Mary asked.
I nodded and sat up. Mary had showered and smelled of coconut, her red hair falling wet and loosely about her shoulders. She wore a pink, silk robe that hung open, exposing her nude body. Allison knelt before her, gently licking her slit. Moans came from the TV and I realized they were watching the footage I shot at Bestbuy. It was kinda weird, watching myself fucking some woman. I think her name was Erin. Her husband was just in frame, stroking his hard dick as his wife moaned on my cock.
“Having fun?” I asked.
“It’s pretty hot,” Mary said, sighing, and pushed Allison off her cunt. Then she snuggled up against me. “Dinner will be ready, soon, and then we’ll talk.”
Talk? Oh, fuck. I remembered that I promised I would tell her how I could make people do what I wanted. “You still want to know.” She nodded, and kissed my neck. “Okay, after dinner.” We cuddled and watched the orgy.
I started drifting off to sleep when Desiree announced, “Dinner’s ready.” She was standing at the living room entrance naked save for a white apron, her large tits spilling around the apron and dark, pink nipples peaked out as she breathed.
We stood up, Mary belting close her robe, which clung silkily to her body, molding to the curves of her hips and breasts. Desiree led us into a beautiful dining room with a table covered in a lace tablecloth. Two plates had been set at the corners and the only lights were from mauve candles set in silver candleholders. Desiree handed Allison a bottle of wine and she poured us both a glass while Desiree set plates of food on the table. Steaming on the plates was a savory roast, dripping in gravy with side of mashed potatoes. Bowls containing a mixed vegetable salad were set next to the plates, along with various bottles of dressing. Allison held a chair out for Mary and Desiree held my chair out. Once we were both seated, the sluts retired to the kitchen.
The food was excellent and Mary amused her self by feeding me bites of food from her fork, then licking the gravy off my chin. The roast was excellent, moist and delicious and the gravy rich, the mashed potatoes, obviously homemade, were thick and creamy. Desiree had selected a dark, red wine that complemented the roast. When we cleared our plates, Desiree and Allison returned, replacing our dinner plates with desert plates holding slices of chocolate cake and scoops of vanilla ice cream. The cake was heavenly, the texture spongy and moist. Desiree was as amazing a cook as her husband boasted. Maybe we would just keep her. She was wasted on her fat husband.
Finished, Desiree cleared the desert plates from the table, her heavy breasts swaying as she walked and my eyes lingered on her shapely ass as she disappeared back into the kitchen. Dinner was over, and it was finally time to tell Mary where my powers came from. I looked over to my left and saw her heart-shaped face starring expectantly at me. The pink, silk robe she wore had loosened during supper and I could see a dusky nipple perched on a small, freckled breast.
My hand was shaking and my stomach roiled. I breathed in deeply. I loved her and I could share my darkest secrets with her. “You still want to know how I can do the things I do?”
She nodded eagerly.
I sighed. “Well,” I started to say. This was harder than I thought. My stomach was twisted in painful knots. The longer I prolonged this, the worse it grew. Maybe, like ripping off a bandaid, I just needed to get this over quickly. “I made a deal with the Devil,” I blurted out.
Mary blinked. “What?” Confusion marred her face as she furrowed auburn eyebrows.
“Last night, at a crossroad, I made a deal with the Devil,” I replied. “In exchange for my soul, he gave me three wishes. A long, healthy life. Sexual stamina.” I paused. “And, people have to do what I tell them.” Her face contorted in surprise. “I love you. I don’t want to control you anymore. You no longer have to do what I tell you to do.”
There was silence, her face flushed in anger. “So, I wasn’t attracted to you. I didn’t even have a choice. You just told me to spread my legs and I had to do it! Fuck, Mark! Jesus Christ, what the fuck!”
“I’m sorry, Mare,” I whispered. “You were so beautiful and you were so happy to do what I told you to. I made sure you enjoyed it. How many times did you cum today?”
“That makes it better!” she demanded, tears starting to fall, running down her freckled cheeks. “Oh, God,” she moaned. “You made me do such depraved acts. And what you made me do to my boyfriend, Mike.” Her body wracked with sobs.
This was going so badly. And she was right, I had made her love me then I made her dump her boyfriend over the phone while I fuck her ass. God, what type of asshole does that.
“I love you, Mare,” I confessed to her. “I think the moment I saw you in the coffee shop I fell in love with you. I was just so lonely, and you seemed so happy doing what I told you, it didn’t seem bad. But, as the day went on, I realized it was wrong of me to tell you what to do, so I’ve tried to not give you direct orders anymore. You tell a slut what to do, not the women you love. I’m so sorry for hurting you. I want you to truly be with me. Not because I made you, but because you love me.”
“And that’s the worst part, bastard!” Mary screamed. “You made me love you! It makes this hurt so much more!”
Relief washed over me for a moment. She still loved me. “Then what does the past matter. All that matters is that we love each other.”
“It’s not real love,” Mary retorted. “Just the poison you fed me!”
“Does it matter how you fell in love with me?” I asked. “Doesn’t it just matter how your heart feels?” I reached out to grab her hand, but she pulled away. “We can be happy together. I can give you whatever you want. I can give you the world on a silver platter!”
She hesitated, doubt conflicting her face. The she steeled herself. “I think it does matter that my love isn’t real.”
“How do you know its not real?” I asked. “How can you tell?”
“I…” she opened her mouth and hesitated. “I don’t know.” Fresh tears overwhelmed her and she sobbed into her hands. “I don’t know what to do.”
“I’m going to go upstairs and wait,” I told her. “If your love for me out weighs your anger then come upstairs. If not, I love you and I won’t stop you from going. You can take the car, your clothes, anything you want. I promise, I want ever come looking for you. Just, please, think about it. Please?
Mary sat still for a moment and then gave me the merest nod of her head.
Relief washed over me. There was still a chance. “I love you Mary.”
Mary did not answer, just started crying into her hands again. So, I stood from the table and left the dining room, entering the kitchen where Allison and Desiree were cleaning the dishes. Allison looked at me, a supporting smile on her face. “It’ll be okay, Master,” she whispered, hugging me. “Mistress loves you.”
Allison hopeful words made me feel a little better. “Sluts, when you’re finished with the cleaning, retire to the guest bedroom and do not leave until the morning unless you need to use the bathroom.”
“Yes Master,” the both replied in near unison. Then, discontentedly, I headed upstairs to the master bedroom and sank to the floor, leaning back against the bed. And waited.
My heart was beating hard, and seemed stuck up in my throat. I clenched my hands tight. And waited. My ears strained for sounds from downstairs, but all I could here was clatter from the kitchen. Fear and doubt and terror and hope all swirled through my head. God, she was so hurt by the truth. I was such an idiot to release my control on her.
I sighed. No, letting her be free was the only way to truly have her. It would never be a real relationship is she was my slave. But, she still loves me. I just need to hope that her love will win out against her anger. I would pray to God, but I don’ think he would answer me. It was getting harder and harder to breath as the tension squeezed my heart. Minutes ticked by a long as hours. The longer I waited, the worst the conflict between hope and despair grew. Over and over, two phrases began to repeat on a loop in my head, drowning out all other thoughts
Mary was going to come upstairs. Mary was going to leave.
Again and again, like a needle skipping on a broken record, my mind echoed with those two thoughts. Mary was going to come upstairs. Mary was going to leave. Hope and despair, love and grief, warred for my soul. My heart pounded. I thought it was going to explode in my chest.
Mary was going to come upstairs. Mary was going to leave.
The front door opened. A car engine started. Despair slew hope, and love was drowned by grief.
Mary was going to leave.
I sobbed into my hands.
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Kathy Becomes a Human Breeding Slave P.1

(This is my first story and criticism is highly welcome. There may be a part 2 if this gets positive reviews. it’s a fantasy of mine that I really enjoy and I hope you do too. I must admit it begins slow but then it quickly heats up.)
Kathy Becomes A Human Breeding Slave (part 1)
Kathy woke up after an amazingly restful sleep, she bunched up the blankets to her face for warmth. She knew that it was going to be one of those mornings where you just writhe in bed, with your mind wondering aimlessly for hours. The room was very dark, she realized this after about an hour of laying in bed.
“This bed is so damn soft” she thought as she spread herself out on it, enjoy the feeling of the sheets on every crevice of her body. It was as if she was sleeping on clouds
“Why is it so dark? What happened to her bed room window?”, Kathy thought recollecting the position of her bed to her window in her own bed room. She sat up weakly as if she had been sleeping for days.
Another realization had just crossed her mind and caused her much distress- this was not her bed, the blankets were too soft and fluffy and there were too many pillows, which she had little difficulty in differing from the ones you would find on her actual bed since she was completely naked and could feel the sheets with her entire body! Something is very very wrong, Kathy never slept in the nude.
She began to panic and jumped out of the bed and immediately began to feel her way around the pitch black room. The first thing she discovered about her new environment was that the floor was very smooth, like plastic. She had felt along the walls all around the bed, they must have been made of the same substance that made up the floor. There was no obvious exits, no doors, no windows, not even furniture beyond that of the bed she found herself in when she awoke, It was as if she woke up in a plastic box. She couldn’t handle it anymore, she was scared, she curled up in a ball in the corner hoping it was all a nightmare. She couldn’t remember how she had arrived here or even falling asleep in the first place or her last cognitive thoughts before going to sleep to wake up here.
She felt her wrist and felt a plastic like device wrapped tightly around it, possibly made of the same substance as the floor and walls. It wouldn’t come off. It was so light it was no wonder she hadn’t realized it was there until just now yet it was solid as a rock and would not leave its position from her wrist as if it were bolted to her skeleton.
She stayed there in that corner for several minutes until finally lit up the room, slowly, so her eyes could adjust with out the shock. She looked around and she saw exactly what she imagined the room to look like, smooth flat white walls, white ceiling, white floor, even the bed she could now see was completely white, mattress and all. She stood up and quickly looked under the bed as if there might be some sort of trapped door or way in or out under there with no success. Hell, there wasn’t even a source of light in the room, it just looked like the walls themselves were evenly illuminating the room.
She then began to study the device on her wrist. It was white and glossy like the rest of the room but had a screen and a few square buttons next of it, the screen was blank and She was still extremely frightened.
She heard a loud beeping noise and a flashing light coming from the device followed by a feeling of relaxation, her worries began to melt away but not as if she was drugged, she was still very much sober. The device began to speak with a female sounding voiced, it sounded almost robotic with little emotion but emphasis on certain words. Her initial thought of it was how soothing it was to hear another persons voice even if it is just that of a machine.
“Welcome Kathy Smith, You are no doubt wondering where you are and why you are here. The device on your wrist has given you a small sedative because you were having a panic attack. However I cannot tell you about your current location I can tell you that you will be given orders at specific times of the day and if you do not follow our orders the device on your wrist will give you a series of painful shocks until you do. This is part of an experiment on mechanics of the body of the human species.”
After the device tells her this a space on the wall lights up accompanied by a ding sound with black numbers saying “6:30 AM” and below that “Day 1”.
The device began to speak again, “If you need to use the bath room simply touch the highlighted area on the wall to your left” with that a door shaped area of the wall to her left began to glow blue with the letters “BR” on it. “you may maintain your hygiene with this, this is not optional, you will be required to: shower, brush your teeth three times a day with mouth wash + flossing at least once a day.”
The effects of the sedative were still being administered to Kathy who couldn’t seem to manage to become worried about being trapped in a inescapable room naked, she simply sat on the bed listening to her orders attentively.
Right now you must bathe and brush your teeth
At 8 O’ clock AM you will be given your breakfast. Followed by brushing your teeth
AT 11 O’ clock AM you will be given your first order which you will be required to fulfill,
At 3 O’’ clock PM you will be given lunch. Followed by brushing your teeth
At 5 O’ clock PM you will be given your second set of orders.
At 9 O’ clock PM you will be given dinner after which you will be required to brush your teeth along with flossing, clean yourself and go to sleep and then await your orders for tomorrow which may differ from those you have been given today.”
Kathy began to come out of her relaxed state a little and into a state of “WTF” as the device ended its list of instructions.
“Please do not panic, we mean you no harm at all. When we are finished with our tests you may return home.”
With the device stopped glowing, it remained silent for the several minutes Kathy spent contemplating how the fuck she got her self stuck in this sick, fucked up situation. She thought hard, her last memory was playing World of Warcraft all night, perhaps she fell asleep while playing but she doesn’t recall ever feeling drowsy. What the fuck was she going to do? For a while she thought that this must be some sick perverts rape basement and this is some fucked up fantasy of his but further speculation of the room would prove that was an unlikely theory but the only other reason is that she actually is in an alien cell and she is some sort of experiment which itself was somewhat difficult to accept for some odd reason.
Kicking the walls did nothing but hurt her bare foot and make her fall on her naked ass resulting in her wrist device flashing and making her too calm to want to do it again. It was only by touching the highlighted door the device had made out to be a bathroom did she find any sort of escape from the room she had woken up in. The highlighted area on the wall flashed and was gone, in its place was the entrance to another room. She entered cautiously.
It was definitely a bath room, spacious though and completely white. It had a toilet, a sink, and a luxuriously large bath tub with 4 shower heads. Opposite the entrance of the bathroom between the bath tub and the toilet/sink wall was a wall that was entirely made up of a glass mirror. She checked her back to make sure there was nothing attached to it like the device on her wrist, nothing. All she had on her was her thick nerdy glasses and the device secured to her wrist. She began to observe herself in the mirror as all 16 year old teenage girls do and she found humor in the fact that at the moment that her body was all she could think of, possibly a result of the sedative currently coursing through her veins. She looked herself up and down, she hated her body, she was short (5’2) with a bit of a belly and the butt of a girl who never gets any exercise (too much Warcraft) and a completely flat chest that made her look like a little girl, she hated it. All of this made her shape sort of goofy looking but this was mostly just in her head most guys would describe her as kinda cute but not quite sexy. She did however acknowledge that she had a cute face that you could only find on nerdy girls, with nice long straight light brown hair. which always brought up her spirits after looking into a mirror but this time she couldn’t bring herself to smile in the mirror like she usually does because of her current situation. She checked the time which appeared on the area of the wall in front of the sink again, it read “7:22”.
The device began to speak again, “You must bathe and brush your teeth now, failure to do so will result in intense pain”. The idea of which horrified Kathy.
She began the shower which had only one knob which she found strange, the four shower heads began to produce warm water, not too hot, not too cold just perfect. She stepped in and began to clean her self rubbing a bar of soap between her legs and up to her crotch and between the cheeks of her ass. And dried off with a towel that simply appeared in a flash on the wall, once dry she dropped it on the floor, there was another flash and it was gone. She brushed her teeth and thought the tooth paste taste very strange but tried to not think about it too much. She looked around looking for her clothes to put on only to realize she didn’t have any fricken clothes to put on and began feeling stupid, no clothes would appear.
She touched the wall and walked back into the main room, she began to feel worried again, and again the device would beep and with that she no longer worried.
The room had changed, next to the bed was a computer like device, in the middle of the room there was a table with a char. After becoming acquainted with her new environment the clock struck 8 O clock and the device on her wrist said, “Now is time for breakfast you will drink all of it.”
In a flash a clear cup formed on the table in the middle of the room and was filled with a blue liquid.
“This is breakfast, she said aloud?” Looking at the cup with a dumb founded face “You have got to be kidding me.”
These were actually the first words she has said since she got here that weren’t loud curses or interjections.
With that an intense pain began to grow in her wrist, up her arm and eventually her whole body and she screamed, “FINE I’LL DRINK IT FOR FUCK SAKE”. The pain subsided but there was still some pain in her wrist, possibly a reminder of her punishment and how easily it could be brought back.
She grabbed the cup and downed it all, at first she tried drinking the blue liquid as fast as possible but soon found that it wasn’t that bad. It was like nothing she had ever tasted before yet it tasted like something she has always craved, it was strange to say the very least. After downing the cup she realize that she no longer felt hungry, in fact she felt completely satisfied yet not stuffed, it was a nice feeling she thought as the pain in her wrist stopped immediately. She is definitely not in some perverts basement. The device spoke.
“Very well done Kathy! You will await your next orders, in the mean time you may entertain yourself with a library of human literature and music stored on the device next to your new bed. The device is not unlike the one found in your room so it should be simple to figure out.”
Kathy studied it, it was basically the computer in her room but made of the plastic substance that made up almost everything else in the room and was only a monitor with a mouse and keyboard. And no wires to be found anywhere.
She sat down and activated it, it was very simple the library of books and music stored on it was tremendous, the computer possibly had the worlds largest collections of literature and music and even though she never read much she did eventually settled into reading one of the books it had to offer even if it was out of sheer boredom of roaming around what seemed to be the only two available rooms in the whole damn place.
She got lost in the book she was reading and lost track of time, before she knew it, it was 11 O’ clock and the device was once again telling her what she has to do.
“Kathy, its time to begin your daily exercises, you will be told to exercise everyday to make you healthier and more fit.” the device said with a hint of cheeriness in its synthetic voice.
Kathy thought of all the episodes of the Twilight Zone where some alien cooks human beings and eats them.
Beep! Beep! Beep! those thoughts were gone now.
“Failure to do so with result in punishment. You will find your gym to the opposite wall from your bathroom.” With that a new glowing door shaped entrance appeared across the table from the bathroom. “Go now”
Knowing what will happen if she didn’t obey Kathy put her hand on he wall and it opened in a flash. She walked in, another white room but this one had strange equipment which resembled work out gear and benches but sleeker looking, and made of the same material.
“Here we will have you exercise everyday and test your body vitals and overall state of health. You will now be scanned to determine a quality exercise schedule.”
A light engulfed her body for a few seconds which would have freaked her out hadn’t it been for those great wonder drugs they keep shooting into her!
“Scan complete, your first exercise will be on the treadmill for a designated period of time.”
Kathy thought this must be some sort of fat joke but she was really incapable of getting too upset at the moment. She found the tread mill and stepped on, it began slow and a green meter appeared on the wall and the device explained.
“the meter determines how long you will run for today, when it depletes your cardio will end your weight training for today will begin, failure to complete either will result in pain. You are not incapable of finishing the exercise our scans have confirmed it.”
“Oh fuck” Kathy thought, “I cant even fake being too tired with these ass holes”
The sedatives began to immediately wear off and the tread mill began to gain speed. She ran the entire allotted time and it was only after the meter had run out and after a few punishments did she realize just out of shape she really was. They then did some light weight lifting. At one point she was so exhausted that she thought there was no way she could go on, the device on her wrist began to beep and all of a sudden she had a sudden jolt of energy. It must have given her the energy to finish the exercise. Yet after all that she practically had to crawl back into the main room into the bed and lay down, she was not allowed to sleep during what the clock would insist is day time and if she did she would begin to feel the pain again. She decided to take a shower since she stank so much of Body Oder, her entire body was drenched with sweat from the intense work out. It felt like every muscle in her body was broken, the bed soaked up most of her sweat until she mustered the strength to pull herself up and bathe herself. Later when she would return she would see that the sheets of her bed had been changed, this would happen every time she left and came back.
While washing herself off she thought to herself, not having to undress, “Why me?”
The device on her wrist responded to her thoughts, “We only choose human specimens who will most appreciate out services and also have the least to lose from being removed from their habitat”
“Great” she thought, “Not only can it read by thoughts but it knows I’m a loser.”
She would have to entertain herself with a books and music until lunch which of course was another glass of blue shit. The device began to explain the blue substance has everything her body will ever need and then some. A new file appeared on the computer near the bed in the main room explaining some of the dynamics of her new life. The device doesn’t administer sedatives or drugs it turns out but rather restrains the chemicals in her body that cause her to panic and Worry. The jolt of energy she received were extra adrenaline when she absolutely needed it. It went into further detail but it was mostly about the chemicals and nutritional facts about the meals she was going to be given and details on how to operate the wrist device but she couldn’t manage to turn it on, Supposedly she could see her vitals with it and her organ function but no go, it wouldn’t activate and the screen remained blank. It also mentioned little things like how the tooth paste they have will completely repair her teeth and went on to explain its chemical composition which she couldn’t understand at all.
The orders she received at 5 O’ clock were simply to tell her that she was going to receive another body scan which she was thankful for because she would die if she had to exercise again. The day went on rather mundanely.
She had dinner, which was blue stuff again…
And then she bathed and brushed and she went to her bed, the lights dimmed and eventually went out in unison with the light of the computer monitor.
Despite probably being in the depths of a god damn mother ship on the other side of the universe, she must admit, she slept like a baby because of that ass kicking of an exercise she got.
The next morning she was woken up by alarm clock sounds, not unlike the one she had in her room back at home and the first thing she noticed was that the clock on the wall now said “6:30” with “Day 2” underneath. Apparently she wasn’t dreaming and is still apparently deeply fucked.
The day went exactly the same, she would get pissed then that thing on her wrist would beep and then she would drink blue stuff and read a few books and beeps later she would be forced to exercise different muscle groups as the device described to her and then she would read books, drink blue stuff, read books, get scanned, read books, drink blue stuff. And then sleep All through out the day she was given glasses of water and ordered to drink all of it to keep her body hydrated.
By day 4 of this she was going fucking nuts, it was made more than obvious that this was not a dream and at this point she would have preferred to be in a rapists basement because then at least she would have another god damn human being to converse with even if he was raping her ass. The work outs were brutal up to this point and only getting harder, they added weight to everything everyday and she had to run for a minute longer everyday.
When it became 11 O’ clock she began contemplating to completely refuse to exercise even if it meant being punished she didn’t care but she was pleasantly surprised to find out that today she wouldn’t need to exercise, today was a rest day. She thanked god, she was as happy as a child during a snow day. She got to just read and listen to music all day while spread out naked enjoying her comfy bed. She noticed something strange, when she began reading on the first day she could barely read a single paragraph without her mind wondering but now she read entire novels in under an hour comprehensively and remembering everything once she had read them. She was beginning to read more complex literature. Was she really becoming smarter? The wrist device would soon answer her query.
“Yes, the meals you are served not only will accelerate your physical progression from your exercises but also enhance your cognitive abilities.”
After hearing this she began testing you mental abilities on science and math text books provided by the computer and was astounded by the amount of knowledge she retained from them. She read them over and over until she retained everything, tomorrow she would attempt more challenging texts.
On the morning of the Fifth day she woke up brushed her teeth and before getting into the shower noticed something in the mirror, she had lost a good amount of weight. Her no loner looked oddly proportioned, now she looked like a thin nerdy girl with some muscle tone. She was ecstatic with joy because up to this point her body had always been ugly and she never thought she’d ever get in good shape. She flexed her abdominal muscles and saw a few outlines of developing abs. she felt great, no need for wrist beeping today she said to herself.
She was actually sort of bummed when she found out that today was also a day of rest, she was hoping that morning that they would be able to hit the gym again. She just sat in bed again reading but from time to time would go back to the mirror to see her developing body again.
Not to say things were all hunky dorry after that but she was glad that she was getting something out of this fucked up relationship.
By the 8th day Kathy had 4 visible abs on her slim torso and a nicely sculpted ass, she flexed and posed in front of the mirror naked, she even tried doing a few sexy dances for shits and giggles. Wow, she was looking so good she was starting to turn herself on. However she began to wonder how long she was going to have to stay here, what’s the point of having a rocking body if she couldn’t show anybody. The device answered her prayers.
“After you get to a certain point of physical fitness you will begin your second series of tests including other subjects.”
The screen of the wrist device lit up and showed statistics of her current state of health, absolutely everything from the progression of her cognitive abilities to the quality of health of every single organ in her body. A lot of it was completely incomprehensible, amounts of chemicals in organs rates at which they are excreted. She thought that she ought to look up what it means on the computer library, not feeling intimidated of being overwhelm by the complexity of it.
Over the next few days of exercises and rest and speeding through books she would be absolutely fascinated with the changes in her body and her overall health described by the wrist device.
By the 14th day she would look at herself in the mirror and see a absolute knock out, she had a great, slim 6 pack. Muscular legs and back but beefy, just really, really toned in a sexy way. She thought it was a damn shame there weren’t any clothes allowed in here apparently and began practicing her silly sexy dance and looks in the mirror. She began to really study herself move. She began shaving her pubic hair to give herself a better view of her body in all of its glory. The cool air felt nice on her now truly naked pussy.
She began to rub her right nipple, her tits were still very small but right now she liked the way she look. She gave herself dirty looks in the mirror, sultry looks. She began to rub her clit and gasped in pleasure. Finger fucking herself never felt like this before. She hadn’t masturbated since she got here in fear of being recorded but she couldn’t control herself anymore. She shoved her middle finger into her cunt and her pussy immediately began to convulse with the ecstasy of a deep full bodied orgasm. She could feel every single vein pulsing blood into her loins as if each vein was being finger fucked as well, synchronized with her thumping heart beats. When she looked down at her crotch she saw how wet her inner thighs were, her pussy was literal flooding with her natural slick fuck juices.
She didn’t want to be quiet anymore, who would even care if she began to scream in pleasure. She began to fuck her hand like a completely slut without a care in the world, screaming obscenities. When she finally brought herself to her second orgasm she couldn’t sit up right any more, she fell back while her pussy muscles went to work on her poor little fingers. Her eyes rolled up to the top of her head as she made loud gasping sounds before going into a full out scream as she peaked, her pussy shot a stream of juice that doused the entire mirror while she spasmed on the floor with her knees up to her chest and her hips going back and forth as if fucking a phantom dick.
As she came back to reality she had a smile on her face a mile wide, she knew that as her health and fitness grew so did her sex drive and she suspected that there were at least four times as many nerves in her pussy now than before. She checked her wrist device to see the progression in her genitalia since she arrived, there weren’t more nerves in her pussy now but they were now extremely more sensitive and her G-stop has grown much larger making it hard to miss. She sat up reflecting on her masturbation session when she began to look in the mirror again. It made sense that her horniness was caused by her activities in this cell because the only times she’d flick her bean back at home was when she was curious about how it would feel and not really because she was horny, not like this.
She began to think of what her body lacked and it was obvious, she wanted bigger tits. She had a thought.
“Hey you” Kathy said to the device on her wrist as she tapped on the screen.
“May I help you?”
“I know this may sound stupid but… are you able to make my breasts bigger? I mean you have already done so much already”
“this will be part of your next stage of training which should begin in a few days as your physical training is nearing completion.”
“Really no Joke?”
“Yes”
Kathy thought she didn’t need to hear anymore but then she began to wonder, why does the next stage of training include making my tits bigger? The machine read her thoughts and replied.
“You will be paired up with a human much later and we have found that human males of your culture are extremely attracted to females with large breasts and fit bodies. Your mate will be chosen by your own preference in human males to find the best match.”
Kathy was disgusted at first but then she started to imagine her dream guy coming in and getting it on like animals just like she did in the mirror just now. Damn she couldn’t stop thinking about fucking since she finger fucked herself, she was going nuts. In fact the idea of a any guy coming in and fucking sounded like paradise especially since she’s been so alone but there were so many questions to be asked first. She thought and all she could manage to think of asking was “why” to which the device had no reply meaning probably meaning that information was off limits.
Kathy was not a virgin, she had sex a few times before but it was never very glorious. Her first boyfriend if you could really call it that was a boy from another high school she had met through a friend when she was 15 (he was 18) who would ask her out to the movies. When we had went we had went the movie was terrible and they were practically the only people in the theater. He had began to feel her up, and she was so desperate for this guy to like her that she had let him and eventually tried to make it romantic by kissing him but before she knew it she had his tongue exploring her gum line, she would be lying if she said she didn’t enjoy it though. Kathy’s heart stopped when he started to undo the button and fly of his pants and pulled them down enough to whip out his hard cock. He whispered things into her ear, about how beautiful she was and that he thinks they really have something special together. She would eventually be convinced to suck him off right there in the back corner of that theater. It wasn’t too bad, at the time she was convinced that what she was doing was romantic and beautiful and his dick didn’t really taste like anything and his precum actually didn’t taste that bad. She really didn’t know what she was doing though, she was just doing what she had seen in porn movies she had watched purely out of curiosity, apparently she was doing something right because in a matter of minutes she had him painting the back of her throat with his seed, she couldn’t let it slip out onto his pants so she swallowed it which did kind of gross her out but she had a sip of her coke and she was over it quickly.
After the movie he had her bent over behind a secluded dumpster around back taking it in the pussy after he had eaten her out a bit to get her wet. With her leaning against a brick wall he pounded away, leaving her ass red because his lower gut was slapping into her sow hard as his sac was swinging back and forth occasionally slapping her in the clit when his fully engorged dick would quickly and completely impale her. it’s a wonder no one found them with the sounds of slapping flesh coming from behind that dumpster. They didn’t talk much of the rest of the night.
He would ask her out a few more times for the next two weeks, always ending in fucking her right out in the open and eventually he would stop calling all together and when she finally did get in contact with him he would tell her that he didn’t think things were working out even after telling her how much she loved her before finger fucking her in a restaurant they had gone to the other night followed by a fucking her in a bathroom stall.
The only other person she has ever had sex with was a boy she had met at a anime convention (she was quite the nerd) who shared common interests, he was sweet/nerdy and kind of resembled the main character of one of her favorite anime shows. He was slim but not skinny and rather tall with short brown hair and bright blue eyes.
She would take him back to the room she was staying in that night not necessarily with fucking in mind but that’s how it had turned out anyway. She would be his first and it was obvious because he was really nervous and when they had actually began to fuck it didn’t take him very long to fill his rubber with his cum. She thought it was cute, perhaps the sex wasn’t better but it was slightly more romantic than her previous relationship. Actually it was funny because his dick was noticeably bigger than the guy who took her virginity even if he nervous in the service.
She would give him a blow job in the bathroom of the convention on the second day and in their last night together they did finally have satisfying sex, he wasn’t so nervous anymore. They would continue to chat over the internet but they never considered each other boy friend and girl friend and she was ok with that.
But now she felt absolutely sex crazed, not just that she wanted to constantly get off but constantly thinking of cocks, sucking, fucking and jerking them. She began to love everything about them.
At the 22nd day she was no longer making progress in exercising, she was at peak physical fitness, the level they wanted her at anyway. She looked like a goddess of sexiness she was in such amazing shape, she felt good too, she had more energy and was always in a good mood, she was finger fucking herself every morning and night. The device told Kathy that she would no longer have to work out. That morning Kathy was served a cup of pink liquid instead of the blue liquid she was normally served, she didn’t think twice about drinking it. After all the punishments from times of disobedience since she has gotten here she has sort of lost her ability to think about things they tell her to do before actually doing them. They told her that she would no longer be required to exercise on the machines but could do so if she felt fit to which she did regularly, it made her feel good she liked feeling exhausted after a work out now.
After the first day of drinking the mysterious pink liquid she woke up and realized that her crotch and pussy were drenched in pussy juice. She sat there looking at it in awe, becoming more aroused, thinking about how a big dick would feel in there and before she knew it she was fucking a pillow with three fingers jammed up her cunt soaking her sheets with squirt after squirt of her warm slippery girl cum.
Already exhausted she when to the bath room and looked in the mirror to see that her breasts had grown a little bit, Maybe a B cup now. She got so excited she began rubbing them and finger fucking herself in front of the mirror right away legs spread with one hiked up on the toilet next to her so she could really get in there. She made no attempt to be quiet anymore, when she masturbated, in fact she fantasized about lots of people seeing her go crazy on herself. She had her technique down pat, she would finger her G-spot with three fingers in one hand and with the thumb of that same hand rub the inner folds of her pussy and with her other hand she would alternate between slapping her tits, ass, and clit and calling herself a slut in the mirror. She would eventually end up on the floor of the bath room with both her new toned muscular legs straight up in the air, toes tightly curled and every muscle in her legs spasming as she began cleaning the mirror with her cum.
She would cum 8 more times in the morning and 29 more times in the afternoon. The device on her wrist would go on to tell her at the end of the day that this was the initial effect of the sex hormone treatment and that she would begin to get used to and begin to control her own sex drive a lot more in a few days.
Every time she would fuck herself she would Fantasize about having her pussy filled with a big cock, she imagined every single detail about the cock, its exact shape, size, color, taste and how it would feel displacing the area in her pussy. She wasn’t concerned with romance anymore.
Her fantasies would have extreme emphasis on fucking without a rubber, it made her feel free. She loved the idea of having her cunt filled to the brim with hot sticky cum without even being worried about being knocked up.
She was laughing when she was given a 8 inch dildo by the wrist device, she was told that it would get her ready for getting fucked by a real dick and just a bunch of fingers crammed in her pussy. They also gave her access to library pornography on her computer and access to a catalog of sex toys and human clothing she could summon if she chose to but for right now she wanted to try out her new toy.
The dildo was made of a strange substance, almost flesh like. It was think a realistic looking, flesh colored, with big veins going up it from the base of a big soft pair of fake balls with a suction cup on the bottom of all of it so she can fix it to the floor or a wall.
She would use it every time she would fuck herself and she even began fucking her own ass with it with the lube provided after reading a few adult novels she found in the computer library which inspired her to figure out new ways to fuck herself. She would take the dildo and see how far she could get it down her throat. After a few hours of practice she had deep throating down to a science.
She had gotten an idea, she had asked the wrist device if she could create 2 handle bars near the wall, it complied without responding . With a flash, to handle bars with grips appeared on the wall, she fixed the dildo to the wall and grabbed onto the handle bars and hoisted herself up with her feet flat against the wall. This would combine two of her new favorite things in the world, exercising and fucking herself. She began to fuck the dildo wall like an animal. She was absolutely balls deep impaled on this fake dick, the head would kiss her cervix hard with every hump. She was so full up, she could feel every fold of her inner pussy wall be stretched tight over the shaft making sloppy squishy sounds every time her sweaty ass cheeks would retreat and return to the fat balls of the dildo. Her arm and leg muscles weren’t the only ones at work here, she was constantly squeezing her groin muscles so hard that it would probably leave a hickey on a normal guys dick. She found herself not only fucking it to reach her own orgasm but with a false sense of thinking she could actually milk this fake cock for all its worth and get herself knocked up.
She eventually managed to pull her self away from the wall after deciding to knock it up another notch, she would ask the device to create a pair of handle bars on the ceiling above the bed and in a flash it was so. She jumped up and grabbed one of the handle bars with one hand and pulled herself up and with the other hand shoved her new toy on the ceiling as it was one the wall previously. She hoisted herself up into position and before she knew it she was banging the shit out of that ceiling and its new dick. The new positioning had it so that the dick would ram her oversized G-spot every time and she was cumming over and over. She would fuck the ceiling screaming and creaming all over herself for close to an hour without stopping for a second before not having the strength to pull her pussy back onto that dick and gave off one final squirt that would rain down over the entire room, relieving a great amount of pressure she had been feeling up to that point.
She dropped like a fly down onto the bed with her exhausted fingers going straight to her clit and the ceiling raining her own fluids on her new, beautiful body, barely able to tremble with the remaining pleasure because of pure exhaustion.. She would fall asleep rubbing her clit the entire time, the computers would not interrupt her sleep during these next few days.
By the 5th day of drinking the mysterious pink liquid she had learned to control her new found sex drive a little more, limiting her masturbation sessions to 6 times a day, one ever 2 hours for the most part. The device told her that her body would now produce large amounts of sex hormones naturally without the pink liquid.
Her tits had grown to a D cup which looked huge on her small frame. Her ass, once just thin and muscular after days of exercise was now filled out, voluptuous and perfectly heart shaped. Her curves were fucking amazing, she was constantly feeling them and groping them especially when she lost control and had one of her crazed masturbation sessions using every type of sex toy the computer next to her bed had to offer different dildos and vibrators she would summon from the computer. And one point she had 3 vibrating eggs taped to each one of her tits, a rather large butt plug deep in her ass hole and sitting on a sybian on max vibration settings as she had a vibrating egg deep in her pussy as she held another vibrator up to her clit. She would fuck her self so hard that it had become a common occurrence that her eyes would roll up to the back of her head and she would pass out from the over stimulation.
She went through the catalog of clothing on the computer and began trying on all types of revealing clothing like tight baby tees that revealed her midriff and lower back and could barely conceal her massive tits with miniskirts that did a poor job of censoring her round sexy tight ass. The clothes would never stay on for long before she stripped or ripped them off in front of the mirror and began to fuck herself. She would wear clothes she could never pull off with her old lousy body, she was so thankful for her new body.
It had been a really long time since she had thought anything negative of her cell or even her captors, some might consider this insanity but she now thought of it as paradise, she never received this much attention and care as she did in her hometown, perhaps the aliens really did brain wash her, she didn’t give a fuck, it felt good and that’s all she cared about. It was hard to be mad after all they had given her.
However she did becoming a little concerned when she was told that she would be meeting her first mate today (28th day). She began to worry if they would mess up and send her a really gross fat dude or maybe a farm animal since they don’t know how to tell the difference between humans and animals.
Her wristband began to beep and she began to relax but she thought it for the best because she didn’t want to worry about it anymore. She knew that in any case her captors knew what was best for her.…
TO BE CONTINUED…

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Story Codes: mf, cream pie, exhib, grope, hp, inc, uniform
Harry Potter: Harry Potter And The Legacy Of Hogwarts Part 4 – Spin The Bottle
by Avatrek ([email protected])
Gryffindor House of 1976 was far better than the one Ronald Weasley had ever known; not only were the common room and dormitories bigger, better and filled with more alcohol than he had ever seen, the benefits of a far more liberal atmosphere, meant many opportunities for him to score. On his first day, Ron had already gotten his cock sucked by one of the prettiest girls he had ever seen, and if the look in Lily Evans’s eyes meant anything, there would be far more to come. Ginny and Luna had also been enjoying themselves, and although they hadn’t done anything to compare with Ron’s experiences thus far, ideas continued to filter through their minds as more and more handsome boys made passes at them at almost every opportunity. Luna had caught Sirius Black constantly staring at her juicy little heart-shaped ass on a number of occasions, but instead of getting angry with the obviously infatuated wizard, Luna had toyed with him by pulling her red and gold thong up past the waist line of her skirt. Ginny had caught the eye of almost every boy in Gryffindor and the other houses for her likeness to the other gorgeous redhead in her House, but she had noticed the eyes of James Potter glued on her outstanding ass and small pert breasts on several occasions as well.
“Is it me or are there a lot of Perverted Pixies floating around?” Luna asked Ginny as the traipsed up to the fifth year Gryffindor girls’ bedroom. Both Ginny and Luna were sleepy and ready for bed after a long and eventful first day at Hogwarts. Both girls had enjoyed the extra attention they had been given by the boys of Hogwarts for their school uniforms which did well to show off their shapely teenage bodies.
“I don’t know about any pixies, but if you mean all those looks Sirius and James have been giving us, I definitely agree.” Ginny laughed, getting a kick out of Loony Lovegood and her quirky personality. Ginny had always been friendly with the Ravenclaw oddity, and although even Ginny usually couldn’t understand Luna’s eccentricities, there was never a dull moment when she was around.
“Yes, I do think Harry’s father’s eyes may have a permanent sticking charm on your ass Ginny.” Luna replied without breaking stride as she opened the bedroom door and was astounded to see how large the room was. “Wow! The bedrooms in Ravenclaw Tower aren’t even half as large as these!”
“Yeah, I definitely don’t remember them being this big… They must’ve put an enlargement charm on all the rooms in Gryffindor Tower.” Ginny concluded as she jumped on the nearest bed with all her belongings beside it. Three other fifth year girls soon followed Ginny and Luna into the room, introducing themselves in order. Ginny already recognized one of the girls as Alice, owing to the fact that she was the spitting image of her future son, Neville Longbottom. Everyone seemed friendly enough to Ginny and Luna, and even though the two girls were by far the most attractive of the five, they soon found out after a long night of gossiping that they were definitely the least sexually experienced.
“It looks like we’re going to have some work cut out for us if we hope to fit in like Dumbledore wanted us to. I mean, we can’t stand out if we hope to accomplish our mission and help Harry, can we?” Ginny reasoned with Luna after the talk had died down and they all turned in for bed.
“I don’t think we’ll have too much trouble catching up though, as long as those Perverted Pixies keep floating around.” Luna replied, yawning with tiredness as she closed her eyes and was quickly whisked away to pleasant dreams.
The first day of classes were short and sweet for both Ginny and Luna; after Charms with a much younger Flitwick and Care of Magical Creatures with Professor Silvanus Kettleburn, who was missing several fingers and toes, Ginny and Luna took a quick lunch in the Great Hall. After being waved over by Lily, she asked them how their first day had gone so far.
“Not bad… We only had Charms and Care of Magical Creatures though… We still have Transfiguration and Ancient Runes this afternoon.” Ginny told Lily as they snacked on a few deliciously prepared sandwiches.
“That’s not so bad… At least Flitwick and Kettleburn aren’t perverts like Slughorn and that new Muggle Studies professor,” Lily told the girls as she took a bite out of her sandwich and quickly looked over at both James and Sirius, who were clearly discussing something important in private. “Sufficed to say, if Slughorn asks you to stay behind after a lesson or to take ‘extra potions lessons’, don’t. If you’re lucky, he won’t make you join his little Slug Club and take every opportunity he can to grope you.” Lily told them wisely, having been groped on several occasions by the aging, balding and fattening Potions Master.
“Slug Club? Do you actually collect slugs?” Luna asked Lily with her usual dazed and confused look.
Lily laughed heartily at what she thought was a funny joke instead of a serious question before turning back to Ginny looking sincere.
“You know… James and Sirius really want to fuck you two… I’m sure they’re planning it right now,” Lily told Ginny and Luna with a smirk, “I know, because they did the same thing before trying to fuck me.”
“And did it work?” Luna asked Lily curiously.
“Well yes, but I wanted it anyway.” Lily told them with a pensive look as James and Sirius broke apart and turned towards Lily, Ginny and Luna to ask them a question.
“The fifth, sixth and seventh years are having a big party tonight back in the common room ladies, and we were hoping you’d like to attend.” Sirius said smoothly as James nodded in approval.
“We’ll be there with bells on.” Ginny told them before Lily or Luna could say anything.
“Hopefully that’s all you’ll be wearing… See you tonight!” James said smartly before he and Sirius jumped up from the table and joined an exiting Remus, Peter and Ron.
“I told you… That was just the first salvo, and they scored a direct hit.” Lily told them as they left the Great Hall and separated to go to their afternoon classes. Transfiguration was the toughest class of the day for Ginny and Luna, owing to the fact that McGonagall felt it necessary to pile on the work because of the upcoming OWLS at the end of the year. Ancient Runes wasn’t too bad and before they knew it, Ginny and Luna were back in the Great Hall enjoying another quick meal. After joining up with Ron and Lily at the Gryffindor table, Ginny quickly spotted Harry and Hermione sitting over at the Slytherin table. She had to take a second look after noticing how close both Harry and especially Hermione was sitting to Malfoy and Snape, almost as if they were getting along. Trying to focus on more important things, Ginny finished her meal and after Luna made a scene by diving over the table to try and catch some invisible magical animal, Ginny looked back over at the Slytherin table to see that both Harry and Hermione had already left.
“Just missed it!” Luna said in exasperation with her ass sticking up in the air with only her thong covering her juicy little butt.
“Here… Let me help you up, Luna.” Sirius said after getting behind Luna and staring down at her perfect ass. Reaching down, Sirius took hold of Luna by the waist and slowly pulled her up.
“Thanks!” Luna said innocently as she felt her ass rub up against his bulge.
The rest of the meal went on without much incident and before long, every single Gryffindor student that was fifth year or above was meeting up in the party room of Gryffindor Tower. After getting changed out of their uniforms, Ron, Ginny, and Luna met down in the common room.
“Holy fuck!” Ron said out loud after seeing what Luna and his little sister were wearing. Luna was decked out in a white, skin-tight one-piece bodysuit that had a v-neck that ran all the way down to her navel. Ginny was wearing a tight polka dot bikini top and the tightest pair of spandex short shorts that Ron had ever seen his life. He started to drool slightly as he looked them up and down. After finally regaining his composure, Ron, Ginny and Luna made their way over to the party room and passed across the age-line to see a disco light flashing overhead and a large number of students knocking back glasses of beer and Fire Whiskey. A shrill whistle and a number of sparks coming from Remus Lupin’s wand made every single student stop what they were doing and look over at the sixth year Prefect.
“What the hell is going on in here?” He said sternly, looking around at everyone before turning to Ron, Ginny and Luna, who had just entered the room before him. Ron, Ginny and Luna looked terrified until Lupin’s slightly scarred face cracked into a smile and he said, “You know we can’t start a party without spinning the bottle first!” Lupin said with enthusiasm as everyone in the massive party hall erupted with a cheer.
“What… Spin the bottle? What the hell is that?” Ron asked Lupin as all the girls in the room started gathering into a large circle with a throne-like chair at the center.
“It’s an old Muggle custom that we’ve slightly improved, and because you’re newest Gryffindor Ron, you have the honour of spinning the bottle and taking your place at the center of that circle.”
“What…? I don’t know? What do I have to do?” Ron said nervously, looking at all the skimpy and extremely beautiful hotties sitting in the circle, waiting for him.
“All you have to do is sit in the chair, spin the bottle and enjoy yourself while the girl the bottle spins to bounces up and down on your cock!” Lupin laughed, slapping Ron on the back and pushing him forward towards the cushy throne-like chair in the center of the circle. Lupin urged Ginny and Luna to join the circle and after Ron nervously took a seat on the chair, a few of the boys watching from the bar, hot tub and cushy chairs, started chanting his name to spin the bottle. Sirius picked up a half-finished bottle of Fire Whiskey and levitated it over to Ron. Taking the hint, Ron guzzled the potent alcohol in a few painful swigs and used his wand to levitate the bottle to the ground to spin it, just as the effects of the Fire Whiskey hit him like a stone wall. Light-headed, dizzy and numb all over, Ron watched as the bottle slowly stopped spinning.
“Fuck!” Ron and Ginny said together as the bottle stopped and pointed right at her.
“I don’t think so.” Ginny said looking nervous for the first time since her arrival back in time. She would do almost anything to make sure they didn’t fail the mission Dumbledore had set for them, but fucking her older brother in front of all these people, definitely wasn’t something she was up to.
“Those are the rules Ginny, you lucky slut!” Lily Evans said with disappointment, tugging at her short shorts and looking downtrodden about not being the one chosen to bounce up and down on Ron’s dick. “Here… Let me help you…” She told Ginny before grabbing her skin-tight short shorts and tearing them off along with her bikini top. A number of the boys watching closely cheered in approval as a couple of the scantily clad girls from the circle pulled down Ron’s pants and underwear to show off Ron’s already rock hard eight inches. The sight of so many smoking hot teenage girls in so little clothing, along with his now naked and extremely gorgeous sister was too much for Ron to conceal any longer.
“Holy fuck… I never knew you were so big!” Ginny said in surprise as Lily pushed her forward, towards the drunken Ron, who was now ogling her with increased arousal. Neither Ginny nor Ron had ever had sex before and although fucking one another would be weird and definitely wrong, the two siblings couldn’t help but deny their attraction for one another, especially while they were naked.
“Come on Ginny… We can’t start the party until you fuck him, so start riding that cock!” Lily said looking jealous before she used her wand to unceremoniously levitate Ginny into the air and slam her down with some force on Ron’s cock.
“OWWWWWW!” Both Weasley siblings groaned in pain as over half of Ron’s eight inches tore through Ginny’s hymen and took her virginity along with Ron’s.
“Ah! So cute… It’s like they’ve never fucked before!” One of the girls nearby said out loud in jest, even though it was in fact Ron and Ginny’s first time. Although nearly numb all over from alcohol consumption, Ron was still in a lot of discomfort as a small trickle of Ginny’s blood dripped down his shaft. “Holy fuck! She was a virgin!” The girl said in obvious surprise as everybody’s attention was completely drawn to the scene developing at the center of the party hall.
“So TIGHT! Ungghhh!” Groaned Ron in discomfort as the pressure of Ginny’s tight pussy around his shaft was nearly overwhelming. With everyone cheering for both Ron and Ginny to really start fucking, Ron took the initiative by grabbing his sister’s little waist and lifting her back up off his cock before slamming her back down on his shaft. Ginny moaned in pain again, but realizing there was only one solution to the ache in her pussy, Ginny started bouncing up and down in rhythm with Ron’s thrusts.
“Fuck… These two gingers are really going at it, right James?” Sirius asked his best friend as he drained another glass of Fire Whiskey. “Looks like someone’s jealous.” Sirius added after seeing the look on James’s face.
“I may not be the first to get a crack at her but that doesn’t mean I’ll stop trying.” James replied, watching Ginny bounce up and down on Ron’s cock with an increased pace and listening to her moan like a whore as she started to enjoy herself.
“You love your redheads!” Sirius said with a smirk as the scene in front of them started getting really interesting.
“This is so amazing… I’m going to fuck all the time from now on!” Ginny moaned in Ron’s ear as she leaned back and started grinding her hips downwards into Ron’s rapid thrusts.
“You’re telling me… Ughhh… Your pussy is so tight, Gin!” Ron groaned as Ginny sank all the way down on Ron’s full eight inches, allowing Ron to go balls deep in her hot tight pussy.
“Wow! It looks like Ron’s digging for Gasm Juice and I think he found some!” Luna told the crowd around them, not phased in the slightest by how ludicrous her own statement was. Sure enough however, Ginny started moaning even louder in anticipation of an approaching orgasm.
“Mmmmm… I think I’m gonna cum Ron! Fuck me HARDER!” Ginny screamed like a whore as Ron slammed her up and down on his shaft at a blinding speed, quickly nearing his own end as well.
“I’m fucking cumming too, Gin!” Ron shouted out loud as he slammed his cock as deep inside her as possible and felt Ginny’s pussy spasm on his cock and cover it with her warm juices.
“Unghhhhhh… Ummmmmm! I’m cumming in you!” Ron grunted in short order, as his cock exploded in orgasmic relief after feeling Ginny’s hot juices cover his shaft. Holding her by the waist, Ron moaned and groaned in relief as he pumped stream after stream of his sticky potent cum directly into his sister’s vulnerable and fertile womb, not caring in the slightest of the implications of such an act.
“I can feel it! Your cum is so hot!” Ginny moaned, falling back on Ron’s heaving chest as he finally stopped filling her up with his hot seed. Drunk, exhausted and satisfied, Ron quickly slipped off into unconsciousness and disturbing dreams of his parents berating him for knocking up his own sister.
“That was brilliant Ginny! I can’t believe you let him cum in you like that? Better hope he didn’t put a bun in your oven!” Lily said from the crowd around her. Ginny barely heard a word of what Lily had said with the crowd watching her and Ron cheering loudly for the amazing sticky ending they had just observed. Exhausted, but feeling great after being pumped full of her brother’s hot cum, Ginny slowly slid off of Ron’s lap and pulled her clothes back on in short order. After a loud applause and shaking a few hands, Ginny grabbed a couple of drinks and spent the rest of the night in the hot tub receiving praise from half the Gryffindor’s on a job well done. “I still can’t believe you let him cum in you like that Ginny. I always make them pull out first… What if you get pregnant?” Lily asked Ginny with a smile, still impressed by the show Ron and Ginny had put on, but obviously concerned about the implications of Ron cumming inside her.
“It’s no big deal… I’ll just stop by the Hospital Wing; pick up a vial of pregnancy potion from Madam Pomfrey and no worries.” Ginny said confidently as she sucked back another drink and looked over at an unconscious and naked Ron. Ginny had known about the pregnancy potion ever since she had reached the age of sexual maturity and although she had never had sex previously, she knew the clever little potion could avert any potential pregnancies.
“What the hell is a pregnancy potion?” Lily replied, looking curious but confused while Ginny dropped her empty glass of liquor in the water and looked back at Lily looking extremely concerned.
“WHAT!”

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Cumsport, CH 1

This story will be a look inside the lives of the citizens of Cumsport, city of the future. This first chapter follows Kelly, a young slut as she travels from sexual encounter to another.