Dad-Daughter Love Story

( Story of romance and incest)

Lusting for Dad

Chapter I

Heather was a young girl about age fourteen when she first romanticized about making love with her dad. She imagined him coming into her bedroom at night when she was fast asleep, and....... She dreamed what seemed the impossible dream, it was incest after all.

She spent her days at school, daydreaming about her dad. His name was Markum and she loved his Irish wit and demeanor. She loved how sexy he looked even when dressed in jeans and tee. He was fit, and height-weight appropriate. His hair used to be quite blonde, but now was graying throughout some, particularly on the lower elements, temples and such. He now wore his hair long and kept it a pony tail most of the time. His face was lean and she knew his cock was right sized for her, as she had peaked a time or two. She smiled wickedly, she wanted him badly. She looked around to see if anyone was looking at her, seeming to guess her dirty little secret. Not seeing anyone looking, she continued to daydream about him making love to her. She was quite wet by now.

Heather was barely into her school day and felt self conscious about being so horny for her dad and wet as can be, practically dripping down her hot, flush thighs. She felt herself to see, to make sure she didn't drip for others to see. “Gawd”, she thought, “I so want my dad's cock inside me, fucking my brains out, mmm, mmm!”

Heather was in her math class and wasn't doing too well, but with her mind on her dad's cock, it was no wonder she was damn near failing in every class. “How she would tease and taunt her dad to take her by force, rape her, she hoped, fretfully, would it hurt”, her mind rambled. She wanted her dad to be her lover so bad, she couldn't focus on anything but being fucked, hard and fast, till she passed out, “What a wonderful feeling”, she thought.

Now she was really wet, and just as the class bell rang she ran from her seat to the door, down the hallway till she got to girls bathroom. She yanked down her jeans as she went into a stall, yanked down her cum soaked panties and grabbed her pussy hard, then let out a yelp, “Elp”! It was sort of call for help, but a release of her sexual energy a bit. She took out her vibrator from her purse, jammed it in her pussy and turned it on full blast. She whimpered and let out a muffled scream. She wished the vibrator was her dad's cock splitting her into, she wanted him to rape her, she really did, she wanted him so bad.

Heather came in gushes several times, till she was feeling weak, then just sat there till the next class bell rang. She sat up, startled by the fact that she had to hurry, not to be late for her next class, as if it made a difference. She was only focused on her dad's cock. She wiped her pussy dry, put the vibrator away, the pulled her still wet panties back in place along with her jeans. She now noticed that were a bit wet in the crotch too.

She wondered if her teacher in the next class would see her and wonder about what she had been doing. He was a good looking, male teacher and she wondered if he wanted to fuck her as well. She felt like such a slut, wanting many cocks, but especially her dad's. “Mmm, mmm, mmm”, she murmurred.

She wanted fucked so badly, any cock would do right now, even her dog's. She had sucked it once already and loved the taste of its cum. She wondered what it would be like to be a dog bitch and be dog fucked.

She arrived at her next class right at the final bell. “At least she wasn't late”, she thought.

She walked briskly to her seat, sat down still feeling wet and wanton. She realized how far afield her feelings for her dad's cock had gone, so decided to focus on her studies to break the spell her dad had cast on her unintentionally, or so Heather thought. He wanted to fuck her as well, but she did not know that yet. She opened her text book and began to read. Now the spell was cast aside temporarily, so she focused on her studies the remainder of the day.

Home Bound in Lust

Chapter II

Heather finished her classes and headed home with her book bag on her back and purse in hand. Now she was free to think again, and her mind went directly to her dad's cock. She had only seen it a few times, but it was clearly imprinted on her mind, forever it seemed. The abyss she was falling into felt deep and lonely right now, but her dreams of her dad being her lover kept her hopes alive.

She had usually walked home with a close girl friend who she had made love with some, but wanted solitude at the moment, so she could totally focus on how to get her dad to fuck her. She was almost rabid about it, she wanted to feel his cock inside her so badly. Not only did Heather like the thought of an incestuous relationship with her dad, want to feel his baby inside her, she was also into bestiality and was bi-sexual. She truly wanted to be daddy's sweet cunt, obedient lil bitch, nasty, kinky slut and domination whore. Heather wanted it all, “There is nothing she would refuse her dad if he would only fuck, seed and breed her, lick his cock clean, no matter what fuck hole it had been in, and even lick his ass clean, after he took a dump”, she thought, as she bounced along her titties bouncing up and down.

She was very excited, thinking about what might happen, she hoped anyway, when she got home to her dad. He worked at home, as it was easier to take care of Heather that way and he had that option where he worked. Her mom had no idea how she felt about her dad and she didn't want her to find out, as she didn't know how her mom would feel about Markum fucking his daughter, Heather. Her mom worked outside the home at a convenience store. As Heather approached her house, she suddenly felt pangs of guilt about feeling so lustful for her dad. “What is wrong with me”, she thought.

She opened the door and bounced up the stairs to her room, not wanting her dad to see her right then. She wanted to prep herself for him and relax a bit, maybe masturbate to relieve some of her stresses first as well. She closed her door so she would not be disturbed, took off all her clothes and crawled into bed under the covers along with her vibrator and a hand towel to catch her cum. Heather masturbated for good while an came in gushes again, the hand towel was soaked by the time she got done. She was a teen after all and a very horny one to say the least. She dreamed her vibrator was her dad's cock and wanted it now more than ever. “If only he would fuck the daylights out of her”, she thought hopefully.

She laid naked in her bed, dreaming of her dad for a while, then got up, showered and toweled dry, leaving the towel wrapped around her long dark hair to dry further. She went to her dresser and looked for her sexiest panties and bra to put on. At age fourteen, she had a nice set of knockers and her dad knew that as well. She put on her sexiest undies, then went to her closet to pick out sexy outfit, but not a slutty one as she didn't want to risk making her dad upset, just sexy enough to get him turned on hopefully. She then removed the towel from her head, blew it dry, then combed some conditioner into her hair to make it look nice and smooth. All the while her thoughts were mainly on her dad. She said his name over and over, “Markum, Markum, Markum!” Be my master, my lover forever more, I love you so much!” she thought.

She put a dark pair of tight slacks that showed off her sweet ass well, then pulled on a sexy pull over that accentuated her breasts in a very sexy way. She admired herself in the mirror for a while, hoping she was perfect for her dad. Then she slipped on a sheer pair of knee highs and a pair of loafers, so she looked more relaxed. She didn't want her dad to know how much she wanted to run into his arms, naked as the day she was born and have him grab her, though her down and fuck her brains to mush. She wanted to feel ecstasy so bad!

Heather caught her breath, inhaled and exhaled a couple of times, before heading downstairs. She walked slowly down the stairs peaking to see her dad still working as she neared the bottom of the stairs. He was there, his back to her, busy with some paperwork.

So Heather walked into the family room nearby and sat down where her dad could see her on a small sofa. She hoped he would come in to see about her soon, then she would give him her sexiest smile. Her mom wouldn't be home for a couple of hours, “so there was time for her and dad to make love”, she thought, as she smiled, which turned into an evil grin.

She stared at the television for a good while, which was not turned on, as she wanted the silence to perpetuate her feelings of lust for her dad. Now she must wait and see if her wiles would work.

Lusting in Silence

Chapter III

Heather's dad had been peeking at her from time to time unbeknownst to her. He wanted to fuck her so bad he could almost taste her in his mind. He too wondered how his wife would feel about it, she had been pretty kinky when they first got married, so, “Maybe, hopefully”, he thought. Markum's cock was rock hard and seeping precum for his daughter, Heather. Right now he wished she was his wife, so he didn't have to hold back his urges. His thirst for Heather was almost more than he could stand. Suddenly, Markum stood up and spoke for the first time to Heather since she had come home from school, “I need to use the bathroom, darling, (abruptly stopping in mid-sentence) I mean honey, be back in a few minutes.”

Markum had never called her darling before, it had always been Heather, sweetie or honey. Darling was something he had reserved for his wife until now. Heather sensed the difference immediately and she felt a pang of hope welling up in her soul, her heart, her loins and her throat for her dad to make love to her – finally! She wanted his cock deep inside of her soul and all of her fuck holes. “I need my dad's cock so bad”, she murmured under breath, both wanting and not wanting the world to hear her yearning for him.

Markum came back from the bathroom, but not before masturbating for want of Heather. He wanted to bed her so bad, it was all that was on his mind while in the bathroom, he yielded the biggest burst of cum in his life. He knew in the back of his mind that he would fuck his own daughter unless she said, “No way!”

How was he to know she felt the same way. He went straight back to his desk, looked Heather's way and simply said, “I'm back sweetheart.”

Heather felt uncomfortable, but only said, “I noticed, dad.”

He kept his eyes on the paperwork now to try and avoid thinking about what he wanted to do to his own daughter. Heather peered up at her dad and whispered to herself, “Fuck me, daddy!”

She hoped he would sense it but not hear her. Both Markum and Heather were hot and bothered. It was almost time for Heather's mom to get home, so she bounced up the stairs again, slipped out of her clothes and into a slip with bunny slippers to wear around the house, which she often did. In this way she would arouse no suspicion but try to keep her dad aroused. She felt evil and devilish. She almost wanted her Mother to tell her dad, “Fuck the little cunt's brains out, the little slut wants it so bad!”

She walked slowly down the stairs to try and be a bit sensual, “but not noticeably so”, she thought.. Her dad caught a glimpse of her coming slowly down the stairs, he wanted to grab his daughter in his arms, then throw her down and fuck her to death, not literally, but as close as possible without it actually happening.

Just then Heather's mom opened the front door, poked her head in and said, “I'm home my lovelies.”

She walked in, smiled a big smile and went directly into the kitchen. She was reminiscing about the time that Markum had grabbed her while she was preparing a meal, dragged her like his slut into the bedroom, tore off her good work clothes and damn near raped her. It was the kinkiest sex she had ever felt and she wanted it again.

The Family “Orgy”

Chapter IV

Well this was not really an orgy, but the sexual thoughts flying around seemed like a full blown family orgy to the casual observer, were there one to follow all the thought patterns. It had the makings of a complete family disaster with only one possible solution to avoid disaster, that both Heather and her Mother share her husband, Markum as their Master and lover extraordinaire. A poly-amorous relationship that had the most benefits for Markum. He'd be licking, fucking and sucking with both his wife and oh so sexy daughter. It had the makings of a situation where the girls would need to hold each other tight to make it work, that would turn them both into bi-sexual playmates for their Master, Markum, eventually. None of them sensed the full calamity of their en-amorous relationship.

Heather was quite young and was into anything sexual as were her girlfriends. They were all bi-sexual and hungered for each other when they weren't thinking about sex with their dads. Incest was a big turn on for them, but any sex was good when they couldn't have exactly what they wanted, as they needed relief from their strong sexual urges and desires to make babies. They all loved to get naked and do anything nasty and kinky, including using a strap-on to fuck each other as hard as they could. Spankings were what they all wanted and needed a lot of as well. Heather wanted her dad to beat her soft, but firm ass cheeks good, then fuck her to death, though not literally!

Heather's mom was horny as could be, so since Markum was busy working, she went up to her bedroom, stripped down and felt her titties and wet pussy, she wanted fucked badly too.

She got into the shower and masturbated till she came hard, but not like she wanted. She knew only Markum could do that to her. “Gawd, fuck me!”, she yelled, but then muffled her mouth wondering if anyone had heard her plea.

Heather had heard her and went upstairs to look in on her Mother, hoping she was wet and naked, as she was, now lying on her bed, her eyes covered in hopes that Markum would see her, grab her and fuck the daylights out of her, she want it so bad. Heather walked over and touched her mom's thighs, pressing her hands into with a pressure that caused her mom to again yell, “Yes, fuck me, daddy!”

Heather bent over her Mother and licked her pussy hard, while her Mother moaned for more, “Please fuck me daddy”, she begged.

Heather squeezed her mom's titties hard and that made her mom remove the towel so she could grab her husband, only to see her daughter making love to her. “Oh”, she squealed, “I love you so much Heather, I didn't know you loved me this way as well, let me eat you too babygirl!”

Heather let her mom loose and they did a sixty-nine as fast as they could, licking, sucking, squeezing, kissing each other all over till they were cumming all over her mom's bed. Markum had heard the commotion and walked quietly up the stairs to see both his wife and daughter making love. “ May daddy join in”, he asked?

Heather and his wife both looked up and said in unison, “Please, daddy do, fuck us good, mmm!”

Markum stripped out of his clothes and jumped into bed with both his wife and for the first time with his own daughter who was a gorgeous, ripe piece of fuck meat ready to be used and abused in ways she wanted so bad. He grabbed his flogger, tied them both spread eagle across the bed and started working both his wife and daughter over good and proper to wake their submissive souls to what was to come next.

He grabbed his paddle, spanked both their sweet asses good till they were blushing red. Then he took Heather for the first time. He shoved his cock into her Vagina bare back and began to fuck her, saying to he, “You are daddy's lil slut aren't you Heather and you need daddy's cock to be happy don't you?” he snapped at her.

Heather moaned and screamed, “Yes, daddy, I have wanted you inside me for so long, please fuck me and do as you please, I want to make you so happy. I do so love you daddy, Markum, please love me this way always, please!

Markum's wife was mesmerized by Markum making love to their daughter, and wondered if he would impregnate her as he did her. She almost hoped he would. “Their love would be complete and seem so pure”, she thought.

Scully poured herself another coffee and sat down beside Mulder. "How's it going?" he asked.  "Good" she replied, "He's co-operating fully. We have his entire network mapped out, including the second tier, and were ready to start reeling them in.  Nearly all of them are at his school, so you'll start there.  There are three or four families, and a few other loose ends you can handle while you're there.  I'm still debriefing the subject".  Mulder took the bait: "or has he been debriefing you?".  "Bit of both, if you must know" she admitted with a sly grin. "Well" said Mulder, "Don't wring him dry just yet, you know the Director wants him in good condition".  "He's young, he'll recover" she said, unconcerned.

"Which story did you tell him anyway?" asked Mulder. "The one I thought he'd find easiest to believe." replied Scully. "Which one's that?" "Guess."

"His mother was abducted by aliens when she was pregnant?"  "Wrong."

"His mother was abducted by aliens BEFORE she was pregnant?"  "Wrong again."

"His father IS an alien?" "Still wrong."

"His grandfather?" "Wrong again. Let me give you a clue: No Aliens."

"What? None at all?" "Nope.  Counting those all as one, you've got 2 guesses remaining."

"Secret Cold War genetic experiment by the Soviets?" "Nope." "By us?"  "Nope." "Not the French?"  "Again, Nope." "What's left?  Not the Natural But Rare Genetic Mutation? You didn't tell him that one?" Mulder looked astonished. "Finally, you got it."

Mulder looked puzzled.  "Why not just tell him the truth?" Scully shook her head in a familiar gesture of weary resignation. "Don't be a fucking idiot Mulder."

"Are you sure you got all his post-hypno hooks?" asked Mulder, once he'd stopped sulking.  "Yep, sure". She showed him the list on her iPad:

These apply to all the slaves:

• obey all commands, in person and by phone, using voice recognition only, no code-words
• feel pleasure on obedience, whatever the command
• don't talk about any of this to outsiders.

These apply to all the females:

• enjoy sexual intercourse and oral sex with him, both giving and receiving.
• spontaneous orgasm on key phrase "good girl"
•  always nude when visiting his place, as long as his father's not around. His mother is controlled, so he doesn't care what she sees.
• feel no modesty around him (he watches them peeing and showering, and he fucks them in front of each other, even mothers and daughters)
• wear only skirts without panties. Some exceptions to that, he thought he sas being careful.

Some of them got a couple of extras:

• preceive his penis as nine inches long.
• have an orgasm every two minutes whenever they're fucking.

For the families he's enrolled, he's added these:

• always nude at home, unless there's any un-enslaved around
• mothers ordered to put all their daughters on birth control, including under-age/virgins

 "Pretty comprehensive list.  He was well on his way to Cult status, if you ask me." observed Mulder.

"But wait, there's more" added Scully.  "He's had some of the women try to control their sex partners by copulin ingestion followed by voice-control.  He wasn't aware that this has limited effect unless the Magic Potion is made using his own SuperSpunk.  But he also ordered them to make themselves completely available sexually to their partners at all times, giving blowjobs, masturbating in front of them, all that good stuff. That probably gives them more control than the copulin dose, the guy's aren't actually controlled, they just don't want to spoil a good thing by causing an argument."

"Pretty smart kid. Are you sure he's Secure?" asked Mulder. "Oh, definitely" said Scully. "He obeys my voice.  And I've set up a 3-part keyphrase:  When he hears 'Serve your country' twice, followed by 'Serve my country' - or 'cunt' - he ejaculates.  The first two phrases give him an erection, and then reinforce it.  Can't expect him to cum right off from cold, he's just a male", and she gave Mulder a smugly superior grin. "It will come in handy when we start ramping up production."

"He could have been a whole lot worse" mused Mulder. "He's only gone after his own sexual fantasies, and they are pretty much straight down the line. Nothing sadistic or weird, no revenge or degradation. And he's not had his slaves doing crimes for him.  He could have had them robbing banks by now, or he could have been pimping them. Plus he's been careful not to make any of them pregnant."

"Yes" said Scully, "he's not a bad kid really.  Though the scale of his network is worrying.  He's got more girls than he can even get round to fucking, and he's been putting all his energy - and semen - into extending his empire, just for it's own sake.  He's got all these girls on birth control, yet he always pulls out so he can collect his semen.  I think his power was starting to corrupt him.  That's why we went in hard and fast, we didn't know his intentions, or what defenses he had."

"None at all,  as it turned out" said Mulder. "He'd no idea he'd been spotted."

"Yes, he wasn't as smart as he thought he was.  It was the School Prom that did it.  He'd no idea the ripples that caused. School Prom's just don't get cancelled for lack of interest.  The homeland surveillance program highlighted an anomaly,  enough to warrant a second look.  After that we just kept on finding more, especially once we started listening to phone chatter round the school, it was clear there was something going on, and it all led back to Greg." 

"So, " said Mulder, "the Moral of the story is ...  Dont Mess With The Prom?" "Exactly."

"For the control phrase" said Scully, getting back to business, "I propose we implement it exactly as the Director ordered", and she clicked playback. Her iPad replayed the Director's voice: "The password will be need-to-know. Just we three, for now."  "Fine by me" said Mulder.

"Now, I'm gonna call the kids' parents, put them out of their misery" said Scully. "Call me when you reach the school." ...

Under Scully's supervision, Greg phoned his mom, and Marisa's mom, and handed over control to Scully.  She took the phone and informed them of the second cover story - that Greg and Marisa were in Witness Protection, and were helping the authorities, that they were not criminals but heroes, but this must all be kept secret, else it would surely endanger them.  Greg and Marisa would not be able to return home for the forseeable future, possibly a year or more, and their cover must not be blown.  News would soon be announced that they had died in a firefight with law enforcement, but this was only a cover story, and the parents would hear from both Greg and Marisa as soon as the news breaks, to reassure them that the report of their death is not true. Each mother was given the task of breaking all this news to her husband.

As expected, Greg and Marisa's fathers called police, who refered them to the FBI, and eventually found themselves routed thru to Scully, who confirmed the whole story, and secured their co-operation by getting Greg and Marisa to speak to them briefly.

 Mulder pulled up in the school parking lot and stepped out of the car.  The Principal, Mr Pulaski, was waiting by the curb.  Mulder greeted him: "You must be Pulaski. I'm Mulder".  The principal shook his hand and said softly "I'll suck your cock for fifty dollars." "Maybe later" replied Mulder, and they walked together to the Principal's Office.

So far, the handover was progressing well.  The first was Marisa. Scully brought her to Greg's room, and left them alone for two hours.  Returning, she found them both asleep, naked, entwined in each others arms.  Romeo and Juliet.  How touching, she thought.  Waking them, she ordered Greg to transfer control of Marisa to herself.  As a parting shot, Greg's last words to Marisa before the handover were "Good girl".  Marisa suddenly started panting, moaned, shuddered with pleasure and snuggled back down beside him. 

Scully waited a minute, then gently spoke to Marisa.  "You control some slaves, don't you Marisa?" "Yes". "Do you have all their numbers in your phone?" "Yes." "Do any of them have slaves under their control?" "No." "Here's your phonebook.  Cross off the ones that are NOT your slaves" said Scully, handing over a sheaf of printout. 

Then Scully had Marisa transfer each of her slaves by calling with the order henceforth to obey any voice that spoke the 3 magic phrases in sequence:  'Need to know', 'Just we three', and 'for now'.  

"Good girl" said Scully, when she decided they'd done enough for today, and was rewarded with a brief look of gratitude from Marisa before her eyes widened and she panted, moaned, and practically swooned with pleasure. Once the school principal had been done, Mulder followed up with a call of his own to arrange this meeting.  The greeting phrase was something the Principal would never have said, so it confirmed that the control arrangement was working.

In the office, Mulder produced his list of students still under Greg's control. They were summoned in turn to the Principals office. Pulaski waited outside, as ordered, while Mulder went through the same procedure with each:   Greeting the girl by name, he said "I'm Agent Mulder, and I have someone on the line wants to speak to you", handing her his phone.  Each reacted with surprise at Greg's voice - it was all over the news that he was missing, a fugitive, after a dramatic drugs bust at his house.  They'd assumed Mulder was FBI, and was there to ask about Greg. 

Then, each one the same, froze, slack jawed, as Greg gave them their instructions. 

"Hi sweetie, yes, this is Greg.  Don't talk, just listen. I'm ok. You are not worried about me, or Marisa. There's a man there with you, his name is Mulder.  From now on, you are going to answer all his questions truthfully and obey all his orders exactly as you have obeyed mine.  After this phone call, you no longer have to obey me any more.  Is that clear?".  Each girl replied "Yes", and Greg said "Now give the phone back to Mr Mulder, there's a good girl". 

Mulder enjoyed their different but similar reactions, as the orgasm hit them.  It was like a series of auditions, each one had her own personal twist on the theme of panting breath, moaning, gasping, shuddering, wide eyes rolling up, knees trembling or buckling entirely.  Mostly he was able to catch his phone, though a couple of times he was glad the floor was carpeted. 

After the first two, he made them sit down before he passed them his phone.

By the ninth girl, Mulder has a hardon that was straining to escape the pants of his black suit.  Nine teenage girls aged 13 to 17 had just had orgasms in front of him, and then gazed blankly into his eyes, awaiting his command.  The first three he'd simply commanded them to return to class, say nothing about him or Greg, and in future obey commands from him or from any voice that quoted the code phrases "Need to know", "Just we three", and "For now".

From the fourth one, he added: "Did you just have an orgasm?" ("Yes").  "Are you wearing panties?" ("No") "Show me."

From the seventh, "Stand up and turn right round, slowly. Is your pussy wet?" ("Yes") and "Stand still while I check", and he felt his dick stiffen even more as he slipped a finger into each slit, found it slick with her juice.

So, by the ninth, Mulder knew what he wanted. He looked thru his notes, then ordered Pulaski to fetch the cheerleader Geri King.  Mulder harbored an unfulfilled lust for cheerleaders, ever since his own days as a nerd at high school, when he could only fantasize about the cheerleading team, none of whom ever gave him a second glance. Plus his notes told him Miss King was on birth control, so he could do her bareback, and ejaculate inside her. His notes included medical records for all of Greg's slaves, and he'd been pleased to see that all the girls were clean, not a single case of any Sexually Transmitted Disease among them.

The thought made his dick even harder, as he waited for her to arrive. Bareback sex with a teenage cheerleader, here we come.

Geri King entered the Principal's office, looking every bit as good as he'd hoped. Mulder sent Pulaski to wait in reception.  He greeted her like the others and handed her his phone.  There followed the usual sequence:  a look of surprise, a pause, then "Yes" followed by the unmistakable signs of an unexpected orgasm pulsing thru the girls body, her face aglow, her gaze unfocussed, her eyes wide and pupils dilated. 

Then she shakily handed Mulder his phone. Her face aglow, she looked gorgeous. A stay ringlet of her light brown hair had escaped her hair tie, and dangled beside her flushed cheek. Her lips were moist, and slightly parted.  He could see she had a terrific figure inside that school uniform, D cup breasts contained in a sports bra, flat tummy and broad hips, firm smooth legs extending from the short skirt.

"Did you just have an orgasm, Geri?"  "Yes" she said in a shaky voice.  "Are you wearing panties?" "No."  "Show me." She lifted the hem of her school skirt, revealing her totally bald pubes, with mucus glistening between the lips of her pussy. 

Mulder reached out and slid two fingers inside her, they slid in easily on her slick juice, until he had them all the way in.  He curled his fingers, gently played round her g-spot.  She gasped and leaned back, spreading her legs wide and raising her hips to give him better access.  "Take off all your clothes, Geri" he instructed, and in a moment she was naked, and even better built than he'd dared to hope.  Mulder also stripped.

"Suck my dick" he told her, and she squatted before him to take him in her mouth.  I could cum in her mouth, thought Mulder, gazing down at her pretty face, her bright blue eyes wide open looking up at him as he steadily thrust his dick in and out between her lips, feeling her tongue working around the head.  She's good at this. And he wondered how she'd received her training.  Was it all under Greg's spell, or had she been sucking cock already, how many boyfriends had it taken to get her this good, as she licked his shaft, sucked his balls, slapped his dick on her tongue, and tried to get the whole length of him down her throat.

But he'd set his sights on pussy, so: "Stand up now, turn around, place your hands on the Principal's desk".  She obeyed, presenting him with her gorgeously athletic butt.  He bent his knees and guided his dick between her buttocks and found her pussy, warm smooth and juicy.  His dick slid into her all the way.  Then he slid out, right out to the last inch, and in again, setting a pace that she matched by rocking her pelvis.  He found his stride, then, contained the urge to finish, and settled in for a good long fucking workout.  She was up for it, bouncing against him, meeting his thrusts until he finally let off his brakes and sprinted all out for his personal finish line, when an orgasm overtook her and she roared a full throated cheerleader roar that must have echoed round the corridors and the reception area where Pulaski waited. That was it for Mulder too, and suddenly all the pent up lust he'd felt from this morning's parade of schoolgirl orgasms erupted from his balls and pumped up the length of his dick and out into the depths of her sopping pussy, and he stopped, buried ball-deep inside her, feeling the aftershock tremors ripple thru her. God that felt good, my first cheerleader, he thought as his pulses subsided.  

"Now suck my dick again, clean it all up" he instructed, though it was hardly necessary, as Geri was ready to do this anyway, and once more she squatted before him, this time with his cum dribbling out of her swollen cunt in blobs and dripping on the carpet in front of the Principal's desk.  Let Pulaski sort that out, thought Mulder.

After he had sent Geri back to class, Mulder checked his list.  Over 40% of the girls in this school had been enslaved by Greg, though he hadn't gotten round to fucking them all, especially the younger ones, many of whom - his notes showed - were still virgins.  Mulder hadn't intended taking over Greg's sexual activities, but, hey, it was there on a plate for him, the gift of a lifetime.  So, he decided, the best thing was not to waste it.  He called Scully and told her the work at the school was taking longer than he'd expected, so he'd be staying here at least a week. 

Scully didn't even pretend to be surprised.

He needed a place to stay, and some company would be nice.  He delegated to Pulaski the task of booking him into a comfortable hotel, and ordered him to fetch the history teacher, Miss Shell, when classes finished.   Meanwhile, he had schoolgirls to reprogram.  

Miss Shell was just as Greg had described: 5'5" with nice full hips, D cup breasts, a prominent butt and a face that looks like a young Claudia Schiffer. She didn't look a day over 25. He gave her the phone.  The same pattern - surprise, pause, "Yes", orgasm, hand over the phone. 

Fuck, this never gets old, thought Mulder. He liked the way her more experienced body absorbed the orgasm, surprised, but less overwhelmed, more like she was savouring it, and she seemed to spin it out far longer than any of the teenagers had. He enjoyed confirming that she wasn't wearing panties, that she was on birth control, and discovered that she was so wet from her orgasm that the juice was dribbling down the inside of both her thighs. Yes, she would do very nicely indeed. So....

"Go home, pack an overnight bag. Shower and dress in stockings, suspenders and high heeled shoes, with a full length coat over that, and nothing else. Bring any vibrators or dildos that you have. If you haven't any, go out and buy one that suits you, and make sure you've got fresh batteries. Come to my hotel room at 7 tonight. You will stay the night and go direct from the hotel to school tomorrow, so make sure you have work clothes with you."

"Now, kiss me."  She raised her pretty face to his, and they shared a long and succulent kiss, full of promise of the pleasure they would share tonight.

The guy in the sex shop had seen many things, but this was by far the best.  The shop belonged to his uncle Bernie, and Jim liked working there. Though the pay was lousy, it helped him survive as he struggled to finish his graduate studies, and it wasn't open in the mornings. At first he'd hoped there'd be other benefits, but the customers were mostly dirty-old-men or flamboyant gays.  He'd no objection to either, but he wasn't interested in their company. A steady stream of mousy or overweight housewives and the occasional hooker made up the female customers, and the hookers weren't even offering a discount. Only rarely did some swinging couple or group turn up to liven the place up.

The young woman was wearing a raincoat, belted, though it wasn't raining.  She had a gorgeous face, and there was a voluptuous figure under that coat, he was sure.  She seemed a bit dazed, not quite sure of herself.  She asked about vibrators and dildos, and he directed her to the right shelves.  In five minutes she was back at the counter, empty handed.  "Can you help me?" she asked. "I don't know how to find one that suits me."  Oh, man, was this girl for real? 

He led her back to the display of sex toys. "Well", he started, "it depends on your taste." 

"My taste?" she looked shocked. "I didn't realize they were flavored."  Was she shitting him? Or (but don't get your hopes up) maybe flirting with him? "No, they're not flavored. I meant YOUR taste."  "MY taste?" she asked again, with a deer-in-the-headlights look. "OK, I really need to get one that suits me" she said hesitantly, more to herself than to him, and she reached under her coat and dug around for a couple of seconds, then withdrew her hand,  and held it out to him.  It was his turn to look surprised. "Here" she said. "Taste. This is my taste. Can you help me find something that suits it?" 

A slow realization dawned on him like a bank of floodlights coming on one by one, and slowly, carefully, he reached out and took her hand, raising it to his face. He felt the wetness, and he smelled the smell of her on the two outstretched fingers. He sucked her fingers, and knew her taste, oh yes he did.  He held on to her hand for as long as he could, licking and sucking those two dainty delicate fingers. He had a boner stuck pointing the wrong way in his jeans, God this was hot.  

She was looking at him expectantly. "Do you know what would suit me now?" He felt dizzy. He glanced over at the counter, half expecting to see his own corpse slumped over it. Died and gone to heaven? Whatever, just go with it. "Well, I think so, but I'll need another taste to make sure."  She held her hand out to him again. "No, it's worn off."  She reached under her coat again and came back with her fingers freshly coated in her juice. He sucked them greedily, oh, this woman was beyond belief. If she was playing with him, he was happy to play with her, see where the game would go. "Well?" she asked. "Can't be completely sure with the fingers. Need to go direct to the source" he said hopefully. "OK" again, and she stood patiently before him.  This isn't happening, he thought, as he slowly crouched down. "Don't wake up, don't wake up, please please don't wake up" ran through his racing mind as he reached for the flap of her coat, going slowly in case this isn't really what she meant.  But she just stood there.  He pulled the two sides of her coat apart, and there before his face was a pair of creamy thighs, black fishnet stockings below, the black strip of suspenders running up to black lacy belt above, and framed by all this erotic beauty, was a completely smoothly shaven pussy.  Her legs were parted slightly, and he pressed his face against her, tried to reach her with his tongue.  Then he clasped her round the backside and lifted her left leg, opening her so his mouth could close over those seeping lips.  She hooked the leg over his shoulder, and he steadied her with both arms as he sucked and slurped at her wetness, for god she was wet.  She idly stroked his head as he ate her out for as long as he could.  Until, at last, he felt her tap-tap on his head.  He looked up, her juices glistening on his nose and chin. 

"Well?" she asked. "I really need to get a vibrator or dildo that suits my taste.  What do you recommend?"

She's still playing her game, whatever it is, he decided.  Maybe it's a dare or something. "Well, Miss, I must say you have excellent taste.  Never tasted finer. I'd suggest a gel vibrator with a realistic shape, molded to feel just like a real cock.  We have several sizes.  Would you like me to measure you for size, it's important to get the right fit?" "Oh, yes please. If you don't mind. I didn't know it would be so complicated."

"That's why it's always best to shop in person.  You can buy all these things online, but the only way to find out what suits you best is to come into the store, where you can get expert advice tailored specially for you" the spiel rattled off nicely now and calmed his nerves.  

"If you would like to come to the fitting room back here, I'll just grab some samples." He led her by the hand - afraid to let go of her in case she suddenly ran away, or vanished, or something - into the back room.  This was where customers could watch videos, and where the hookers sometimes came, though Uncle Bernie had a policy of not letting them bring their Johns into the shop.  It was ok if the guy was in the shop already, though, as if that made any difference.  There was a mattress on a divan base, an ancient sofa and an even older armchair.  All looked like they'd been dragged in off the street, which they had.  There was a DVD playing on the projector, and on the screen a pair of skinny asian girls were sharing an enormous black cock.

"Make yourself comfortable, I'll be back in a second", and Jim raced to the shop door to flip the sign to "closed" and slip the latch, then grabbed a pack of condoms.  From under the counter he grabbed a couple of vibrators in their packaging, then zoomed to the back room doorway. Here he paused for breath.  On the screen, one of the asian girls was lowering herself onto the big black cock, while the other one sat astride the guy's face.  Jim's tasty customer had parked herself on the sofa. Her coat was hanging open, and Jim noticed for the first time that she was wearing nothing else above the suspender belt.  Her boobs, firm but ample, easily a D he reckoned, were both uncovered.  She had her legs apart, and was methodically, repeatedly dipping two fingers inside her pussy, then sucking them.  Her face indicated she was concentrating on the taste. 

"Oh, my, she's quite something" Jim thought. "Here we are, Miss" and he set down the boxes. "Just sit back on the sofa there, make yourself comfortable. You might like to raise your knees.  Here, let me put this cushion behind your back, it's not good to slouch."  She was now arranged on the sofa, facing the projection screen, with her legs nicely apart.  He knelt beside her and quickly unwrapped the smaller of the two vibrators he'd brought, then slipped a condom onto it. "Relax, and we'll see how this one fits." and he guided the thing between her thighs and slowly inserted it into her vagina. Still fearing he was going to wake up at any second, he began to stroke in and out. "I haven't switched it on yet, as we're just measuring you up for size.  How does this feel?" "Mmmm, pretty good. Is this what suits my taste?"  "Not sure yet, Miss. You see, your taste changes considerably after orgasm." "I had an orgasm this afternoon, does that count?" "How long ago was that Miss?" "About half past three." "It would be best to have a fresh one, if you can manage it" he said, all the while delving steadily in and out of her cunt with the condom-clad device. "OK, I'll try." And she took hold of the thing herself and cranked up the pace, rapidly fucking herself with singleminded concentration.  

"Miss" said Jim, with his fingers crossed, "you might like to try something a bit larger.  "Oh, yes, yes, let me try it".  Jim was swiftly dumping his pants and rolling a condom onto his erection, which he knew to be both longer and thicker than the small vibrator he'd given her.  "If you'd like to stand up, we can try fitting this one from behind."  She stood, then looked at his condom wrapped dick.  "But that's not a vibrator. That's your dick, unless I'm very much mistaken." "Yes, and it's the same size as the other vibrator.  The boss doesn't like customers opening all the boxes if they're not buying, so I'd like you to try this for size before we open another box.  If it's too big, you can go back to the one you've got already."

"OK", she sounded only half convinced, but she turned her back, and her butt, towards him, and leaned on the armrest of the sofa.  He spat on his cock and rubbed in the saliva, then slipped between her butt cheeks, found her hole, and plunged in.  She reacted at once, "Oh, yess.  That's better.  Fuck yes.  This suits my taste, fuck yeah" and he gave her a thorough pounding, her words becoming meaningless gasps and moans, blending with the muted screams and moans from the onscreen porno babes, until she reached a crescendo "Fuck yes fuck me fuck I'm fucking cumming, woooohoooo..." and with an explosion of profanity surprising for such a beautiful young history teacher, she orgasmed extensively and copiously.  Jim understood this was his chance too, perhaps his last one, and he let go all restraint and pounded her until his own orgasm overtook him his cum filled he condom. He pulled out and dumped the condom in an ashtry. 

"Shall I check if you've had a change of taste?" he asked. "OK" she said, and he helped her sit down where he could easily reach her pussy for a lengthy exploration of the flavor of her post orgasmic flood of juices.  He was astonished at how much juice she'd made, and a new stain was spreading on the already much stained cushion beneath her.  

"So, he asked, which one did you prefer?" "Oh, the second one, for sure. I'd no idea it would be so complicated.  Thank you for your expert assistance."

"Will that be cash or credit card? And should I include a spare set of batteries?"

Sometimes, just sometimes, this was a great place to work, thought Jim.

The drive across town was nightmarish. He tried to concentrate on driving but he kept hearing the sound his sister made as she came replaying over and over in his head. He considered just pulling over to the side of the road and quickly relieving some of the pressure that was building but he knew to do that he would be risking getting arrested. By the time that Nate arrived at her door Claire was already a bit agitated.

“What took you so fucking long?” She whined.

“Traffic.” He said as he pushed past her.

They did not bother with pleasantries. Their relationship was purely a physical one. Neither of them wanted to deal with the emotional entanglements of a real relationship so it was the perfect arrangement. There was something different about the way he looked at her this time. There was a hunger that she had not seen in him before. His hand reached for the fuzzy black belt that held her robe closed. The loose knot that it was tied in came undone with a single tug leaving her robe to fall open and reveal her nearly naked body. His gaze moved slowly from her face down to her ample breasts and finally to the lacy crimson thong that covered her freshly shaven mound.

He was surprised by how much alike her and Kayla’s bodies were. Claire let the robe slip from her shoulders and drop to the floor. The devilish grin that formed on his lips said he was more than ready to have his way with her. She smiled and turned to walk toward the bedroom but he reached out and gently grabbed her arm, leading her to the sofa. He did not stop to undress. Instead he just gently pushed her back onto the sofa. She laid back and licked her lips as he knelt down in front of her. His fingers slipped under the edges of her panties. Nate slowly peeled them down. She was already quite wet. His hands slid up her silken thighs and parted them widely for him.

When he looked at her, all he could see was his sister’s naked body sprawled out before him.  She gasped loudly as his tongue slipped between her thin pink lips. It had been quite some time since he had taken the time to go down on her like that. His nose nudged her clit as his tongue tried to probe further inside her. The sounds of her delight filled the room as he licked faster.  As he continued to tongue Claire’s pussy he could not help but wonder what his sister tasted like. He imagined it would be sweet and delicious. While he was busy romanticizing the taboo act of eating his younger sister’s pussy the girl he was actually performing the act on was rapidly approaching her first of what she hoped would be  many orgasms he would bring her too. His eagerness made it harder for her to control herself.

His tongue left her velvety fold and was idle for only a few seconds before his lips closed around her clit. His tongue went back to work immediately as two fingers quickly replaced it in her slick slit. The way she moaned, the way she moved and even the way she dug her nails deep into the sofa cushion were signals of how close she was but all of them were lost on him. He was too locked into his own incestuous fantasy to pick up on them.

“Oh god oh god oh god don’t stop.” She cried. His fingers moved deeper still while his tongue flickered rapidly against her tender clit. Her chest heaved with each panting breath as she let the sensation wash over her. “FUCK NATE I’M CUMMING!” She shrieked.

The sound of her voice cut through the haze and he immediately snapped out of his delusion. His fingers slid out and his tongue returned. He pushed it between her lips and began to lap up every last drop of her honey.  For several seconds after her intense climax her body trembled.  He rose to his feet and began to strip out his clothing while she tried to find the strength in her legs to move them.  He thought about just yanking them onto his shoulders and fucking her hard but the image of his sister still lingered in the corners of his mind.

“Get on all fours” He said rather sternly  “On the floor.”

It wasn’t the first time he had taken that tone with her. She knew that whenever he did she was in for some wonderfully rough sex. It was exactly what she had been craving. Claire gathered her strength and rolled off the sofa and positioned herself on her hands and knees. He reached over and grabbed one of the small orange throw pillows off the sofa and tossed it in front of her. She grinned as she reached for it. Her hips lifted higher as she laid her cheek against it. He knelt on the floor in between her splayed legs and inched forward until his painfully erect cock was rubbing against her.

The remainder of her juices that clung to her lips allowed him to enter her tight little pussy with ease. She let out a throaty moan as he slid balls deep in a single thrust. His fingertips dug into her hips as he held her in place. Everything hit him at once. The wave of anger his sister’s  response had inspired as well as the way he felt about the way those perverts wanted to use her culminated in a white hot rage that made all sense of gentleness fade into the background. He began to thrust almost viciously into his willing partner. She was the perfect surrogate to take it all out on because he knew she loved it rough. He rarely consented to give it to her that way though for fear of causing her injury or pain. None of that mattered now though. Someone had to pay and tonight it would be Claire.

He kept his jaw clenched as he grunted with every deep insertion. His movement was more animal than man as he thrust into her. She shrieked with pleasure as he fucked her so roughly, but it was not her voice echoing in his ears. It was Kayla’s. The images of her naked body flashed in his mind further fueling his depraved lusts. In that moment he hated everyone. He hated his sister for being so obstenant and refusing to listen when he just wanted to protect her. He hated Claire simply for not being Kayla, but most of all he hated himself. He hated himself for going there and agreeing to their arrangement and for allowing himself to experience all of the disturbing feelings he was harboring toward his sister.

He drew his right hand back. There were already faint hints of fingertip sized bruises appearing on her flesh. He was letting his dark emotions drive him. His hand came crashing down very hard on her firm round cheek. Claire jumped. She had not expected him to slap her ass like that. She started to buck into him, enjoying the rougher treatment he was giving her. Her moans were turning to pleasured screams as he drove his cock into her with all his might. Again and again he raised his hand and brought it down forcefully on her cheeks until they were both covered with warm red handprints.

He could feel her juices trickling out of her and running down his balls with each push. The emotions were giving way to the feel of her tight love muscles clinging to his cock. He could feel it building inside him. Everything around him seemed to fall away and all that he could focus on was burying his cock deeper. He grabbed a hold of her hips once more and pulled her back into his final stroke. Her juices washed over him as she walls shuddered around him. Her tightness was milking every last drop from him. He held her in place until he had emptied his entire load inside of her. When he released his grip on her she collapsed to the floor with a thud.

Claire laughed as she rolled over onto her back with her head on the pillow. Her chest was heaving and her skin kissed with a thin sheen of sweat. Nate sat on the floor a few feet away from her with his back against the sofa.

“I don’t know which one of those little sluts you were checking out on the site earlier but damn. I need to send her a thank you note.” She chuckled.

“What makes you think I was checking out the sluts?” He inquired as he watched her stumble to her feet.

She vanished into the bedroom, returning with a joint and red plastic lighter in her hand. “Because that’s what you are usually doing when you are on. You know I don’t care if you are fucking all of em. “ She inhaled deeply as she lit the joint and sat down next to him. “Just be careful.” She held the smoke in as long as she could before exhaling it slowly. “You don’t want them after that JollyRogers guy gets a hold of them.” She held the joint out, offering it to him.

Nate shook his head. “What the fuck does that mean?”

“I forgot. You don’t get all the gossip.” A serious look came over her. “That girl who had the avatar of Kagome, you know the one I’m talking about.”

“I remember her.”

“Well got her to come over to his place. Instead of it just being the two of them like he promised there were several other guys there that he invited over. He got her really drunk and they all took turns. “

“She hasn’t been on in a while has she?” He asked.

“According to Carrie, she killed herself. You know he tried to do the same thing to me. I told him I had stopped at the porn shop on the way to pick up some lube and had to run out to the car to get it and took off before the fuckers knew what was going on.”  She took another deep hit.

Nate was shocked. He just sat there with his mouth gaping open as the wheels began to turn. He knew that those perverts would do anything to get their hands on her.  His blood was boiling but he did his best to keep it to buried deep enough that she would not notice. “Did you tell the mods what they were up to?”

“Yeah but they figured I was just being a bitch because he slammed a few of my posts. I try to warn the girls but they don’t listen.” He just shook his head and reached for his clothing.  “Sure you don’t want any of this? I got it from Trev before he left for the lake.”

“Nah, I’m good.” He answered. “I need to get back. I got some things to take care of back at the house. I’ll give you a call.”

He was gone before she managed to get to her feet and walk to the door. Nate drove as fast as he could back to his house. He had to try one more time to get through to his sister before she did something she would regret.

She kissed my lips and it felt like my heart flew out of my chest and landed on a cloud. Her long dark brown hair blew in the wind as the sun highlighted her full face, her ice blue eyes sparkled like a million diamonds. I watched as she sat there waiting for the bus, putting a thin layer of gloss on her full bubble gum pink lips. Emily was my dream, and to see her in her full glory makes my cock stiffen still. She stood up as her short red pleated skirt blew up into the wind, she giggled and pushed it back down, I saw her white cotton boy shorts she had on since last night. As the bus arrived she turned around and waved at me she shouted as she got on, “Kevin I'll call you after school!” That was the first time Emily has ever spent the night over my house and if I could help it, it would not be the last, boy was that a night to remember. My first time with my best friends daughter.

Hi I'm Kevin Doytal, I'm forty two, medium to muscular build. 6 foot even with dark brown hair 9 inch cock , no gray hairs, … yet. I'm in love with my best friends daughter, and have been since Emily was six years old, now that she has blossomed into a young curvy seventeen year old woman, I love her all the more. She is the reason I never married, I always dreamed of Emily being my significant other but, at once she has always just been a fraction of my age and I thought she could have never loved me as much as I loved, and adored her. That was until last night, I've always noticed that my young sweet delicate Emily has had a thing for older men but, I had no idea just how much older.

Last week my best friend Jim had to leave town on a business trip. Leaving Emily at her cousin Michelle's house for the week. Unfortunately, Michelle came down with a bad case of pneumonia, putting her in the hospital. Emily being left all alone, her father called me and asked if I mind taking care if her for a day or two, I jumped at the opportunity. So many thoughts of the beautiful supple British teen ran through my mind, as my dick hardened, I realized that I was still on the phone with her father. I quickly rushed him off the phone to let my mind run free with his daughters big voluptuous d cups completely exposed, with her tiny tummy quivering, I enjoyed the thoughts of her rubbing her plump little fair toned unshaven pussy. With her every stroke and rub, I jerked my cock harder with her every moan, I went faster. I imagined Emily was riding my dick, I could almost smell her soft apple scented hair hit my face and see as her beautiful breast bounced while,her hips propelled her pussy further on my prick. Emily was all I could think of as my dick stiffened I let out a loud grunt and thick sloppy streams spunk covered my walls, I realized what a big mess my house was and began to clean.

A few hours later as I vacuumed the last spot in my two story house a ring of my door bell, Emily had arrived. I quickly ran back into my room combed back my short brown hair threw on a pair of dark blue basket ball shorts and a clean t shirt sprayed my best smelling cologne on and went to open the door the dark haired beauty with the long legs, was chewing a piece of bubble gum and said, “hey Uncle Kevin so you gonna help me with my bags?” Although I was no relation to Emily she called me her uncle; I picked up her bags and brought them into the house. Emily was wearing an oversized sweat shirt that fell off her shoulder exposing her creamy fare skin and a bit of her blue bra strap, a pair of extremely tight black jeans that outlined the contours of her sweet pussy lips and, a pair of navy blue flip flops she had on no make up with her mid back length hair tied up in a loose bun showing of her beautiful face she had chubby cheeks some baby fat she had yet to get rid of.

I tried my hardest to control my massive raging boner as Emily leaned in for a hug I could fee her large firm breast squashing against my chest and smell her cinnamon perfume and my cock stiffened I had to push her away to adjust my self in my basketball shorts she looked at me with a puzzled uncertain look and asked, “Uncle Kev you OK” I quickly replied “yes dear just had to fix something.”

We began talking at first it was everyday things like school how's her grades then the subject of boys came up, then she told me that she wanted to tell me something.

TO BE CONTINUED

Mulder entered the meeting room in rather dishevelled state.  He'd not expected to be summoned back to headquarters quite so soon, and he'd barely had time for a quick shower before the black helicopter landed on the hotel roof to pick him up, leaving Miss Shell deeply sleeping, her new vibrator discarded beside her, its batteries flat. Like Mulders.  Scully caught his eye, saw he was in no mood for banter, and ignored him for the rest of the meeting.

The Director began by requesting a brief status report from each of them.  Scully reported good co-operation from the subject, Mulder mentioned the unexpectedly slow progress with the reprogramming at the school.

The Chief Scientist felt the need to summon up a PowerPoint presentation to accompany his Brief Status Report. Colored skyscrapers and sliced pizzas appeared behind him as he droned on.  Scully glazed over and Mulder dozed off.  When at last he finished, the Director summarized:

"We have one fit, healthy 16 year old source of top quality SuperSpunk, to adopt Scully's terminology. It has a hypnotic effect on females, and makes them highly susceptible to post-hypnotic command.  Mind control, in a nutshell. "

"More significantly, fluid collected from a vagina dosed with SuperSpunk has the same hypnotic effect on males. Magic Potion, we are now calling it.  The CIA are particularly interested in that. In much of the world where they operate, mind control of females is merely a novelty, the females there are already controlled in much more direct and brutal ways."

"But mind control of males, that's the Holy Grail."

"SuperSpunk and Magic Potion are both most effective when fresh.  We know that SuperSpunk preserves quite well dried, but we still haven't got a handle on how to preserve Magic Potion, so research on that has a high priority. We're also under pressure to deliver usable quantities for field operatives as quickly as possible, even if it doesn't keep. They specially want it because it's undetectable. Unlike other drugs, it leaves no trace, and we don't know of any adverse side effects."

"Having only the one source is the main bottleneck, so we need to look after him, and especially, we need to make sure we don't waste any more of his output."

Scully felt all eyes in the room turn on her, and her cheeks flushed.

"He is, after all, The Boy With The Golden Cum."

"Question" interrupted Mulder. "What happens if a male ingests the SuperSpunk?"

"Nothing, apparently, at least in dried form. We've not tested fresh, do you want to volunteer?"  

"Try the TSA" suggested Mulder.

Ignoring this, the Director continued: "Agent Scully, you're the subject's first controller, and he seems to respond well to your command, so you're tasked with collecting all his output until further notice.  Do we still have the girlfriend?"

"Affirmative" said Scully.  

"Good.  Get her manufacturing Magic Potion.  And I propose we use the subject's existing network as well, as far as possible.  Mulder, get on with the reprogramming, and look out for candidates we can use to boost production.  The profile is someone easily relocated, even if only short-term, preferably with above average vaginal secretion. Squirters would be ideal. We can't officially use any of the underage ones, you understand?"

"Sir?" queried Mulder. 

"I said, we can't OFFICIALLY use any of the underage ones, understand?". "Ah, yes, now I do" said Mulder.

 Scully found Greg playing a video game.  His suite had been upgraded with a big TV, surround sound, a selection of games consoles, and a computer with fast internet access, filtered to block outgoing traffic, as he'd quickly discovered.  He could watch and read all the news about the continuing manhunt for himself and his girlfriend, now dubbed "the new Bonnie and Clyde", as the list of crimes attributed to them continued to grow. 

The media, it seemed, had come down firmly on the side of Marisa as accomplice rather than hostage, though all were careful to state that this was not absolutely certain.  Pundits cited "Stokholm Syndrome", and invoked memories of Patty Hearst.  But he was blocked from sending anything out. Emails he could read, but not answer.  He quickly gave up and accepted the situation, getting what enjoyment he could, but mainly waiting eagerly for the next visit from the redhaired woman, or Marisa.  Somehow, he found he redhaired woman winning out in this competition - even when Marisa was with him, he found himself thinking about the mystery woman. He didn't even know her name.

"Hey, Greg, how are you feeling?  Have you missed me?" and she stopped his answer with a brief kiss on the lips.  She looked at the screen.  Greg had paused the game in the middle of a military-style firefight. "Still serving your country, I see".  Greg, unaware of the keyphrase, thought his erection was due to the kiss.  And maybe it was.  Another kiss followed, and her hand found the bulge in his shorts, and squeezed it.  He'd gotten used to hanging out in teeshirt and boxers, finding fresh ones set out for him daily, though sometimes he just stayed all day in one of the luxurious bathrobes that also appeared daily with the towels. 

"Let me help you serve your country" she purred, and released his now stone hard cock from his shorts. She pushed him back into the lazyboy and lowered her head so her curtain of auburn hair hid her face and his cock, and he felt the sweet soft moist warmth of her lips close around him, her tongue finding The Spot, then teasingly just missing it, circling round, building his desire. 

She decided not to give the third keyword, instead she'd see how long it would take to get him to cum purely from her blowjob.  The answer was, not long at all.  She didn't let up, gave him no chance to back off and regroup, and he blew his load inside her mouth.  She didn't swallow, but took an empty glass from the bedside and spat his cum into it. "Thanks" she said, and kissed him hard on the lips, pushing her tongue in between, and he tasted his own cum on her.  Then she was gone, taking the glass with her.

Now that Greg's semen was officially designated Extremely Valuable, Scully could see that she wasn't going to be getting to keep much more of it.  By keep, she meant swallow.  Still, she could get a good deal of pleasure from it by doing her share of Magic Potion making. One ejaculation of Greg's provided enough SuperSpunk for several pussies, maybe as many as ten, but all she had so far was two - her own, and Marisa's.  

The recipe for Magic Potion was really simple.  Insert some of Greg's SuperSpunk into a vagina, preferably immediately before or after orgasm, and collect the juice that accumulates over the next hour or so.  Since even a small dose of SuperSpunk had the effect of doping the subject for at least an hour, it meant that Potion making was not a task that could be done at the same time as anything else, apart from sleeping.

Greg had been using small bottles for collection, but tampons were simpler and more efficient. They just needed squeezing to extract the juice.

Scully collected Marisa from her suite and brought her to Greg's.  

Once she'd got them sitting on the couch, she explained what was going to happen. "Greg" she said "From now on, your cum is extremely valuable to us.  We want it all.  We will help you produce as much as possible, but you are forbidden to waste it.  If you jack off, make sure you catch it all in a cup, then dial zero on this phone, and someone will be here to collect it. Same goes for you Marisa. If you jack him off, catch it in a cup.  If you suck him off, spit it in a cup, don't swallow.  Dial zero to get rid of it."

"Marisa, once Greg has cum, smear a little inside your pussy and then insert one of these tampons.  After an hour or two, bag it up and dial zero."

"Greg, if you happen to cum inside her, try to get her to dribble out as much as possible onto a plate or cup, then put a tampon inside her if she's too far gone to do it herself.  I think that's all.  Enjoy." And she stood up to leave.

"Miss?" said Greg.  "Sorry, I don't even know your name." "Dana. Call me Dana." "Er, Dana, I just thought - I'm sure I'd be able to give you a lot more semen if you were to collect it in person."  Scully couldn't help smiling at that.  "Direct little fucker, aren't you?" she said.  To Marisa, she asked: "How do you feel about Greg fucking other women?"

Marisa, compelled to be truthful, answered: "Well, he must have fucked about a hundred in the last year,  so I guess I'm used to it. I don't think I mind. I've helped him take them home, even helped him undress some of them.  It can never erase the fact I was his first, I got his virginity. I like it best when he lets me watch. It's like I've trained him and then I get to admire how he performs. It's so hot when he makes them cum. And I get off on showing him stuff he finds sexy, like masturbating and making out with other girls, and I love seeing how he watches me when he's fucking someone else. I love how he kisses me while other girls are sucking his cock, he gets so passionate. Just as long as he keeps fucking me too", and she snuggled up against him. 

Scully wondered if she was really fully released from Greg's spell, or if this was some lingering post-post-hypnotic suggestion he'd cunningly implanted.  Oh well, it suited her purpose anyway, the last thing she needed was an outbreak of teenage jealousy.

"Good" said Scully. "Then you won't mind this", and she stood up and swiftly removed her jacket, skirt, shirt, bra, and panties, and stood before them naked but for black stockings and suspender belt. These weren't her usual field agent attire, but they seemed appropriate for this assignment.  She rotated slowly for Greg's benefit, then licked her fingers and started rubbing them into her pussy.

"Greg" she said, as she continued working saliva into her cunt, "I'm going to fuck you. You are going to cum inside me.  Then I'm going to put some of your cum inside Marisa.  Then we'll both need a bit of a lie down, I expect.  That's when I want you to take those two tampons and put one into each of us. Understood?"  "Yes, Dana."

"Marisa, has he got a hardon yet?" "Yes", Marisa confirmed. "Tell me how it tastes."  "Mmmmm... Good."

"Spit on it Marisa, make it really wet.  Wet enough to fuck me. Tell me Marisa, have you ever sucked pussy?" "No."

"Well, here's your chance. I want you to suck mine, just as soon as I've made Greg cum inside me", and Scully straddled Greg where he sat on the couch. 

"Ready to serve your country?" she asked, and dropped herself onto his cock.  She wriggled her butt to settle herself comfortably, then turned to Marisa.  

"Kiss us, Marisa" Scully commanded, and Marisa joined them, kissing them both in turn.  

"Suck my tits, both of you" commanded Scully, and Greg and his girlfriend worked cheek-to-cheek sucking on Scully's C-cup boobs while she rocked back and forth on Greg's dick.  "You enjoy serving your country, eh Greg?", and she speeded up, now bouncing on him so her tits swung free of their mouths, Greg and Marisa turned their lips and tongues to each other, and Scully found herself crossing the tipping point into orgasm. "Serve my cunt you fucker..." she screamed as it hit her, and she felt Greg's hot cocklava erupt inside her, pulse after pulse until he'd emptied his balls into her.  

"Get your face under me, quick" she ordered Marisa, as she lifted off Greg, and landed her pussy over Marisa's open mouth before his cum could escape. "Come here Greg, I want to suck you" she ordered, and Greg stood where she could take his dick and clean it up with her tongue. "Suck it all out Marisa. Don't swallow."  Scully lifted off the teenager's face, and turned to embrace her. "Now gimme. Every drop", and she rolled off the couch onto the floor with Marisa on top of her. Gravity helped, and the mixture of Greg's cum ,Scully's cunt juice and Marisa's saliva dribbled into Scully's mouth.  Scully wriggled out from under, and signalled to Marisa to lie back on the couch.  Scully raised Marisa's legs high and buried her face in her gash, probing deep with her tongue before releasing her mouthful of fluid.  She used two fingers to rub it deeply into Marisa's cunt.  "That should do it.  Good Girl, Marisa", she said, before flopping on to the bed and switching off like a light.  Marisa was already out of it, even as the gasps and shudders of her orgasm subsided.

Dutifully, Greg unwrapped the two tampons and inserted them as ordered.  Once each tampon was installed, he kissed the place where its thread dangled out.

Then he paused to admire the pair of them. Marisa, the slender, blondish teenage girl, with her short skirt pulled up round her waist, bald pussy bare, cum drying round her mouth. Dana, the mature redhaired woman, flat on her back on the bed, legs splayed, naked but for stockings and suspenders, sweaty, a dribble of cum on her chin, blissful half-smiles on both their faces. Again, the mystery woman, Dana, had resisted the effect of his cum long enough to do what she needed to do, while Marisa had been knocked out instantly.

Greg headed for the shower, once more in awe at the blend of power, control and sheer sexuality embodied in the beautiful and mysterious Dana.

Mulder spent Friday in the office of Mr Pulaski, the Principal of Greg's school, methodically calling in the girls on Greg's list, and getting them handed over to his control via a phone call to Greg. He was also on the lookout for possible recruits for Magic Potion production, girls with copious vaginal secretion. 

Greg's habit of giving each girl a farewell orgasm now had a practical use, and Mulder now had a legitimate excuse for fingering each girl's cunt, checking how wet she'd become. Each girl, he confirmed control by asking the same questions: have you just had an orgasm (yes), are you wearing panties (no), are you a virgin, are you on birth control. A surprising number were still virgins.  Greg had been enrolling girls faster than he could fuck them, and he tended to leave the under 15s, clearly prefering them a little more developed. A few of the virgins were on birth control already, that had to be Greg's doing, and so were around a third of the seniors. None of the Latinas, but that was to be expected.  

Every girl got nicely wet courtesy of Greg's final post-hypnotic orgasm, but some a whole lot more than others. Mulder classified them as wet, soaking, and squirters.  The girls were still subject to Greg's rules banning panties and pubic hair, giving Mulder a steady parade of smooth hairless pussies he could just reach out and touch. This had the natural consequence that Mulder's dick was permanently hard and seeping precum into his underwear, but he had to press on or he'd be here for weeks.  Which he wouldn't mind at all, but other duties awaited him. 

He determined to ration himself. One fuck before lunchtime, maybe a blowjob in the afternoon, and back to the hotel and Miss Shell for the night.

He'd had worse days.

About 10:30 he decided he'd fuck the next non-virgin who was on birth control.  As luck would have it, he didn't get one until 12:15, having gone through a long succession of virgins and ex-virgins who depended solely on condoms.  So when it finally happened, Mulder was almost sore from containing his peristent erection all morning. 

She was a senior girl, Mackenzie Murphy, a 5'8" skinny brunette with B cups, long legs and a nice heart shaped ass.  After checking her pussy for wetness, and finding she was near as dammit another squirter, having dribbled pussy juice down both thighs from her Good Girl orgasm, Mulder knew she was the one.  She watched silently as he stripped off all his clothes, his erection springing out proudly.  

"Open your legs and sit back, I want to taste your pussy". She complied, spreading her lovely long legs wide, and he bowed his head and set about slowly licking her hot tender flesh.  He enjoyed bringing her lovingly along the Heavenly Path to Nirvana, and kept on at her with lips, tongue, nose, chin and teeth until she gasped and bucked and thrust into his face and flooded him with her hot juice.  Then he moved up to kiss her wetly in the mouth, licking her juices into her mouth, while he thrust his cock into her squelching lovetube.  The pent up desire of the morning flooded out of him and he hadn't been fucking her for more than a few minutes when he let go completely and flooded her with as much spunk as he'd ever pumped into a cunt, gasping "Good girl!" at the same time, making her thrash around so hard he had to hold on tight to her perfect ass to prevent being bucked right off her.  

He got her to lick his cock clean, then he left her to rest.

The huge and spreading stain on the couch confirmed she'd be a welcome addition to the Magic Potion team, so while she was resting he had Pulaski fetch Miss Shell.  When he had the three of them together, he told them that Mackenzie and Miss Shell would be going on a school-sponsored week-long educational field trip, and Pulaski was to square it with Mackenzie's family, and arrange to cover for Miss Shell's absence.  Miss Shell was told to collect Mackenzie next morning and get to the airport with her by noon.  

Once he was alone, Mulder called Scully.  "Send the plane tomorrow morning, you can bring back at least 2 fully-certified squirters for your pussyfarm, maybe more."

"That will help" said Scully, "the Director's piling on the pressure, and so far it's just Marisa and me." Then Scully added: "There is another thing: We're trying to maximise output here, and our young attention-deficient friend is used to a bit more variety than he's getting at present."

"He's not tired of you already, Scully? That must be a blow to your self-esteem".

"Shut up, Mulder, or I'll come down there and blow your self-esteem."

"Oh, I wish you would.  Meanwhile, where's that equipment I asked for?  If you can send it on the plane, I should be able to get you something to revive The Boy's interest."

He declared himself a lunchbreak, and lay down on the couch for a nap.   Around 2 pm he called Pulaski and sent him to fetch the next few girls on the list, and dealt with them routinely until he found his dick once more taking an interest in life.  Then he scanned the remaining list for something special.  His desire this time was for a blowjob, so birth control wasn't a requirement. 

He picked 17 year old Mandy (slim, C cup, not on birth control, according to his notes).  She looked good enough to him, and while she was sitting with a dazed post-orgasmic smile on her face, he told her to get naked, suck his dick, not to stop before he'd cum, to swallow it all, to masturbate at the same time, and not hold back on her own orgasms.  She obeyed all instructions to the letter, and as he finished pumping his spunk into her mouth, he rewarded her with "Good Girl!!!" and watched her furiously fingerfuck herself as she exploded in a final orgasm.

Fuck but this had to be the best assignment he'd ever scored.

He'd have one more night with the gorgeous Miss Shell, before sending her off to join Scully's Magic Potion pussyfarm.

Then he'd visit the Christian family that Greg had enslaved. Greg had already used two of the three daughters to make Magic Potion, and the eldest, Abbey, was listed in Mulder's notes as a squirter. He had a plan to send all four females to Scully. Then he could head next door to see the Odom family, single mother Colleen and her 2 daughters, Lauren & Sherry, both on birth control, he noted, once more with a little jab of pleasure from his cock.  What is it with the idea of bareback fucking teenage schoolgirls and cumming inside them, he wondered. 

Well, he concluded, it's about as good as it gets.

The mother, Mary Anne, answered the door casually dressed in sweatshirt and pants.  Mulder's first impression was of a Sarah Palin lookalike, the glasses and hairstyle showing that this was likely intentional. Probably went down a treat among her fellow churchgoers. Mulder thought Mary Anne had a slimmer figure, but she also sported a generous pair of D cups or greater under that baggy top.  Mulder thought he'd enjoy tittyfucking her.

Mulder's badge got him invited into the lounge, where he immediately handed her his phone. "Greg?" she managed, then went silent, her questioning stopped by Greg's command. 

"Yes" she said, then a look of surprise and ecstacy claimed her face, like she'd just seen Jesus himself.  She sat down abruptly as her knees gave way, and she handed the phone back to Mulder.   

"Was that an orgasm?" asked Mulder. "Sure was!" confirmed Mary Anne, suddenly no longer the uptight evangelical christian mother that was her usual public persona. Mulder asked "You ever been tittyfucked?" She looked severely at him, suddenly all Sunday School Teacher: "If you mean having a Man put his Penis between my Breasts and use them to Masturbate himself until he Ejaculates" (Mulder could hear the Capitals) - and here she paused for effect -  "I most certainly have.  Last time was at Summer Bible Camp.  Dirty fucker shot his jism all over my face.  If I hadn't had my glasses on he'd have hit me in the eye."  She laughed at the memory. "I hate it when it gets in my eyes. I would have complained to the Pastor, only, you see, he WAS the Pastor" and she winked, and laughed again.

"Call your daughters, please". 

The 3 girls arrived, and each had their turn on the phone to Greg. First was Abbey, 18, a skinny brunette with skinny legs who stood about 5'6" with C cups, according to Mulder's notes a rebel/slut who had fucked a dozen guys before Greg enslaved her, she was the squirter Greg had used to make Magic Potion. Next, 16 year old Kylie, slightly shorter than Abbey, but she also had C cup boobs, her virginity taken by Greg. Finally, 12 year old Krista, small, skinny, breasts just beginning to develop,  also used by Greg to make Magic Potion. Still a virgin, but familiar with seeing Greg take his pleasure with the older sisters. All three girls were on birth control, which made them suitable for use in Scully's Magic Potion pussyfarm.

"Now we're all friends" said Mulder to the four blissed-out females, "I have some wonderful news for you. Your family has won first prize in a competition.  The prize is a stay at a luxury female-only spa resort, for all three girls and a female guardian. That would be you, Mary Anne.  You will persuade your husband to take care of your son while you're away.  Sorry to tell you this good news at such short notice, but the prize must be claimed at once.  So now you must all get ready.  You don't need to pack a thing, all clothing and toiletries for your stay are included in the prize, so you just need to wear casual clothes for the journey.  Mary Anne, the sweats are fine, you'll be nice and comfy on the plane. The limo should be here in about ten minutes...."

If it hadn't been a command, Mary Anne might have raised some objections, but the 3 girls were genuinely delighted, and needed no commanding.  The ten minutes were spent ringing Mary Anne's husband, who was at a ball game with their son Josh.  Perhaps because he was still under Mary Anne's influence, he made no objection to this sudden change in plans for the weekend.  Though the cellphone calls he made next suggest he might have had other reasons to be happy his wife and daughters were going out of town for a while.  The first was to the father of Josh's best friend, to arrange weekend accommodation for Josh, the second was to his secretary, and when that went unanswered, the third was to a local Escort Agency.

As the Lucky Winners boarded the gleaming black stretch limo that had glided to a halt at their gate, Mulder turned towards the house next door, and made another call to Scully.

To be continued

The rest of that day was spent with me chasing after dad, always looking for a moment to wrap my lips   around his dick and fill my mouth with his delicious juice.  On two occasions that day I was successful.

The first while enjoying a swim in our pool, Dad was standing in the shallow end talking on the phone to Mom and telling her of our so far enjoyable weekend. Being the opportunist that I was, I slipped off my top and snuck in behind Dad.  Ever so gently I scraped Dad’s back with my hard tiny pink nipples, slowly pressing harder till I was sure he could even feel the tiny bumps surrounding my teats.  I knew this was having an effect on him as his voice became unsteady. Taking full advantage my hands zeroed in on the lump on the front of his trunks. My hands began to rub his hardness, knowing he was in full enjoyment of this my fingers hooked the top of his trunks and pulled them down. Dad realizing what I was up to let the trunks fall completely to the ground and stepped out of them, turning towards me with his dick out in front of him. I grabbed hold of his hardness and guided him backwards to the wall, on cue using his foot on the step Dad shimmied himself on to the side of the pool. Now sitting with his legs apart and his cock standing erect, I took my place between them my hand still firmly wrapped around cock. As he spoke to Mom I lowered myself in the water, my eyes now level with his hard dick. I drew my focus to his balls, staring at the soft tender skin behind the dark hair that sprouted from them. They looked so soft and delicate, moving my face in close I studied how they slightly moved as my hand held him firmly around the top of his shaft. Moving in till my nose rested against the bottom of his shaft I extended my tongue out to touch his sacs, pressing gently but hard enough that he could feel the little bumps on my tongue as I washed his balls with it. This caused a slight groan to come from him, he then spoke into the phone apologizing that he desperately needed to go to the bathroom. With that he hung up, laying back onto the deck his legs opened offering me even more of his delicate sacks. Instinctively I began to tongue his balls even more, feeling the hard little objects inside. Capturing the object I slowly began to suck on it ever so gently, his shaft bobbed in my hand as I did this.  Remembering that the juice I wanted came from the head of his cock my tongue began a path up his erect shaft. Open my fingers enough to allow my tongue past, I soon found myself at the head. Pressing my tongue hard against the pee slit I started to capture some of the salty nectar leaking from his cock, this driving my passion, I open my mouth and took as much of him as I could.  Reaching just slightly more than half way down, I stopped as I could no longer fit anymore of him in my mouth. Wrapping my lips tightly I began to suck on his cock, slowly withdrawing him from my mouth till he was about to slip out then lowering my mouth back onto him. My mouth slowly moved up and down on his hard cock, my tongue pressing against it, allowing me to feel the unevenness of his shaft and the large ridge that was his head. I sucked harder as I could taste more of his salty juice leak from his piss hole, as I continued my up and down motion, I could taste his cock leaking a steady amount of juice. Then I felt his hand on my shoulder, instinctively my head began to bob faster. With a groan he filled my mouth full of his thick sweet nectar, I drew back just leaving his piss hole trapped between my lips. Holding in my mouth all that he deposited, I began to slowly swallow it a little at a time. My taste buds savored that salty but sweet nectar that had just spurted out of him. Swallowing all of it I went back searching for more, my tongue and lips trying to draw all that was in him.

We dispensed with clothing for the rest of the day, as we decided to spend the evening at home.  Later while watching a movie, I decided to sprawl on the carpet in front of him. Lying on my stomach, legs spread, I was sure he could see my soft round butt and the pink folds of my vagina. After a while of laying there, just about ready to give into the fact fun was over for the day, my Dad left the couch to lie beside me. His hand moved to the cheeks of my ass, gently rubbing up and down them. Slowly his fingers made their way between my butt cheeks, one finger coming to rest on my butt hole. He began to massage gently in circles, I could feel his finger as it rubbed across the little folds of skin that kept my hole closed. This excited me; I reached hoping to feel a hard member between his legs. I giggled happily as my hand was met by his stiff cock. Slowly I began to jerk on it as he massaged my butt hole. After a bit he withdrew his hand and shifted so that his cock was now nestled between my ass cheeks, I pushed back as he began to slide his cock up and down the length of them.  After only a short while his cock began to leak fluid, at first making his gliding a wonderful sensation, only to become sticky and dry. He whispered in my ear to turn and lay on my back, I did this happily. Now starring between my legs, I was sure he could see the swollen pink lips of my now wet vagina. He starred for a moment then climbed towards me, moving right past my vagina and hard nipples till his cock pointed directly at my mouth. Ready to accept him my mouth opened, slowly he slipped forward till half his cock was in my mouth. As I laid there looking up at his face he began to move his cock in and out of my mouth. I could taste the sweaty salty flavor that I was sure came from my butt cheeks, but none of that bothered me knowing I would be rewarded with another mouthful of his sweet nectar. Gently he pumped my mouth as we stared into each others eyes, my erect nipples scraping his thighs as he moved in and out. His pace quickened but yet he was careful enough not to push in to deep, I could sense the love in his eyes for me. He began to pump even faster but yet still controlled, I tightened my lips around his cock as best as I could. His breathing became quick, and with a groan his cock began to spurt in my mouth. The juices flowed onto my tongue, pulling back so the tip just barely stayed in my mouth.. Although my mouth wasn’t quite full, his cock ceased spurting. Even though it wasn’t a large load I was happy to have it, he rolled off to the side as I once again savored his nectar. After a few minutes he took my hand and led me to bed, where I fell asleep with my head on his chest and his arm draped around my torso.

After graduating college I got a job as a teacher in a near by town. At age 23 I was still as horny as I ever was. I am 5’6” short blonde hair, blue eyes, 36B cup, with great figure. While at college I had as much sex as I could possibly have. But now I sit in a room full of students 8 hours a day. Although I did like all the attention I got from the boys in the school

I am a language arts teacher so a lot of what the students do is reading and writing. I just sit at my desk and do nothing. One day I was wearing a skit and decided to fuck it and decided to masturbate while the class read a book. Behind my desk you cannot see anything above my waste so I doubted anyone would know. Five minutes of rubbing led to an orgasm where I did my best to keep a straight face and not make a sound. No one seemed to notice.

A few weeks went by and I decided to take it up to the next level. In all my pants a cut a slit near my pussy. I brought a dildo along and sat at my desk fucking myself while my class just worked on. One time while I had my dildo far up my cunt one of my students came up to me with a question.

“Can you look at my paper to make sure I started it correctly” I took my hand off my dildo and grabbed her paper. What I did not see was some of my pussy juicy leaked onto my hand. When I grabbed her paper I glob fell on it. I told her to start over and I throughout the paper.

I started getting more riskier. I would bend over in front of students exposing the slit in my pants. I could hear the boys whisper about whether they really saw what they saw. I wore shorter skirts with no underwear so it was easy enough to see.

One day during my lunch a student came in to ask me a question. He was a good looking boy and right then and there I knew I needed to fuck someone.

I took him to a part of my room that was blocked from the door. “Come over here and I can look at that” I bent over. His face flushed red. “O did you just look at my pussy”

“No… I didn’t mean too” His pants was getting a bulge in it.  I got on my knees and unzipped his pants before he could even react. His cock was in and out of my mouth so fast his knees started to buckle.

By the time he was fully erected he was 5 ½ inches. Not enough to pleasure me but enough to have some fun. I bent over exposing my pussy and he shoved it right in. “O shit ms. Rock your pussy feels so good”

“O yea that it fuck me harder” It wasn’t three minutes in that I felt his load get blown inside of me “O shit im cumming ms. Rock!!” he stayed in me for a few seconds after he was done catching his breath. When he pulled out his cum ran down my leg getting onto my pants. O Great looks like I have to act as a klutz and tell my next class I spilled something on me from lunch.

In the weeks to come I had a lot of spills of cum on my pants. Cocks of all sizes were fucking me during my lunch and study hall periods.

As the semester was coming to an end, I had four students who were coming in for a study session. Three boys that I had yet to fuck and one of the cutest girls in the grade.

They walked in. I immediately locked the door. “Your all going to get A’s as long as you do what I say right now” They locked at me speechless.

I unbuttoned my shirt to expose my tits and slid off my skit. I continued to undress watching the boys getting bulges in their pants.

“ I am going to teach you first, then you will show me what you learned” I unzipped the first boys pants. Wide eyed they all watched as my head bobbed up and done. Playing with his balls with one hand, stroking his dick with my other, and licking his cock, he erupted all over my face, 4,5,6 strands of cum covering me.

Without stopping I unzipped the next boys pants. I took his between my tits ending in a pearl necklace. The third boy already had his cock out .i took his cock as deep as I could. Ended with a huge load in my mouth. Keeping the cum in my mouth I moved to the girl. I shoved my mouth into her mouth and spat the cum down her thought.

She choked at it went down “What the fuck was that for”

“don’t whine if you want an A” She was wearing a skirt, I pulled down her panties and shoved my tongue deep inside her pussy.

“O shit ms. Rock. That feels amazing” As I sucked on her clit I could see the boys starting to get boners again. “Don’t stop o please don’t stop. O shit what’s happening. O FUCK O FUCK O FUCK”

I waiting till she could breath again before telling them its my turn. I shoved all three of the boys heads between my legs and they took turns licking. They were all fighting there way in wanting more of my pussy. Finally they decided to do a rotation, one on my pussy, two on my tits.

The girl took me by surprise. Instead of just sitting there watching she took one of the guys cocks into her mouth “Like this ms. Rock?”

“O yea good girl keep that up” She moved from cock to cock making them all moan. “ O boys your doing so well. O fuck, yes yes yes, A+, A+, A+” Screaming their grades as I came gave them quite the grin.

“Time for extra credit” I pulled one of the boys closer “Fuck me”

Without hesitation he was fucking my pussy. The girl bent over and started making out with me. One of the boys saw this as an invatation and put his cock her. “O yea fuck me hard” She yelled.

Both boys filled our pussy at the same time. I grabbed her and sucked the cum out of her pussy. She returned the favor.

That left one boy with a hard cock left. “Ms. Rock, can I have?” She begged me for his cock. I wanted it but as a teacher I knew I had to let my students do more firsthand experiences. Watching him fuck her made me so proud. It ended with the girl getting a huge load on her face.

“Everyone here gets A’s for the semester.

Mulder finished breakfast round the dining table with the Odom family, all four of them naked by unspoken agreement, or by Greg's Rules, in any case, nobody had bothered to put on clothes. 

Out of a sense of fairness more than anything else, Mulder decide he'd blow his final load into Lauren, and he did this on his knees behind her in doggy style, while Colleen supported Sherry, who was standing with one foot on Mulder's shoulder, allowing him to slurp on her wide open pussy.  As he came, he delivered each one her final orgasm: Good girl Lauren, Good girl Sherry.  Then pulling out and standing up, unbidden the two sisters greedily cleaned up his cock with their tongues, while he embraced and deeply kissed their mother, holding her close and fondling her left breast as he whispered a final "Good girl" in her ear.

But the Director was pushing for more Magic Potion with an urgency that suggested a clock was ticking somewhere.  So she needed to expand this pussy farm even further. "How about I round up that Japanese family - there's four of them, plus Melanie and her mum Terry, she's a solo mum so less complications, that's six.  Send the plane and I'll get them on it."  

"OK Mulder, that sounds good. How about I get Greg to speak to the Yamamotos, invite them round to Terry's?" she suggested.  "That sounds like a plan. I'll meet them all there." Mulder rang off.

"Good morning ma'am, I'm Agent Mulder, and I believe you're expecting me". 

"Certainly, come in Agent Mulder, make yourself at home", she replied, ushering him in, closing the door, and dropping her robe all in one swift movement.  She was indeed statuesque, in the Venus-de-Milo sense, and her sudden and beautiful nudity snatched Mulder's breath away.  He'd expected to have to go thru the code-word ritual before anything like this happened.  Clearly Greg was being extra helpful today.

"You can hang your clothes here" she said, indicating a closet. "Come on, lose the garments, Agent Mulder.  We got a No Clothes Rule in this house, at least among friends.  Greg said you were a friend. So, get nekkid while I fetch Melanie."

No point in argument, not with this lady, thought Mulder, as he kicked off his shoes. Terry was back in a moment, and her 16 year old daughter Melanie was with her, also naked.  A slimmer version of her mom, in perfect proportion, B cup titties and a perfect ass, not too skinny. Black hair cut in a short, spiky, just out of the shower look.  Smile like her mom's, and the same warm brown eyes.  A lovely pair, he thought, for a mother-and-daughter sandwich.

"How about I fetch you a nice cup of coffee, and you tell us what's really happened with Greg?  I didn't believe a word of that horsehit on TV about him being an armed and dangerous fugitive. Mind you I knew he couldn't last for ever, cocky little shit that he was, he was heading for a fall.  Do you know, he had me running all over the place for him, picking up his zombies, bringing them here so he could fuck them. He had me suck him off and he popped Melanie's cherry as soon as he thought I was too doped up to notice."

"Yep, he sure popped it" commented Melanie, with a wistful look. "Pop goes the Virgin" she sang.

Ignoring her, Terry continued: "Worst of all, it took the young fucker ages before he actually got round to fucking me." She paused, as if suddenly remembering something.  

"He's got a huge dick, did you know? Long AND thick. All the energy of a 15 year old, and more experience than guys three times his age. Gave me the fuck of a lifetime."

Terry concluded:  "He's insufferable, but he's irresistable.  I hope he's ok."

Over coffee around the kitchen table, Mulder assured them that yes, Greg was ok.  He was in a secret location, doing important work for the government, but it was all on a need-to-know basis, so let's keep this between just we three, for now.  Mulder wasn't sure the handover would be complete without the key phrases.  Melanie didn't react, but Terry looked a little startled as the phrases connected, then she gave Mulder a really sweet smile, and said: "Is this when you tell us how good we are?".  Oh my, Mulder was getting to like this lady. "Yes, good girl Terry.  Good girl Melanie." 

Mother and daughter panted and gasped and shuddered and hugged each other as their orgasms ripped through them.  Nice.  After half a minute, Terry opened her eyes and met Mulders.  "Thanks.  Would you like yours now, or later?"

"Later, Terry.  Though it's tempting.  But I think you're expecting more visitors about now."  "Well, lets cuddle up in the lounge and wait for them" said Terry.  So, they did.  Mulder sat in the middle, Terry snuggled close so he could wrap one arm round her and hold her breast in the other, while Melanie settled her head on his lap and made slow gentle love to his cock, kissing, licking and caressing, and holding it in her mouth without actually sucking.

Terry continued reminiscing about Greg.  "He even got me to fuck my boss.  That was kinda nice, I'd never have done it without him." she gazed peacefully into space.  

Then: "Hey, Mel, remember that Saturday he got me to fetch those two girls from the mall? Karina, wasn't it.  And the other one? The skinny little blonde one?".  Melanie emptied her mouth to answer "Sierra". "Yeah, Sierra. Total zombies, the pair of them. And Greg was mad keen to fuck them, and he'd run out of condoms, so he sent me out to buy more.  And then when I got back he didn't use them anyway, just fucked Sierra's mouth and came all over her face.  I don't think he even noticed I was watching. I just loved seeing his cock, specially when he'd cum."   

"Agent Mulder's got a nice cock, momma" said Melanie, admiring it.

"Yes, dear, he has.  Maybe he'll fuck you with it later, if you ask him nicely", and Terry leaned in to Mulder's face for a long lingering tongue kiss.  "Mmmm, yes" said Melanie. "I'd like that.  It's been soooo long since Greg fucked me, I think my cunt's closing up again.  I'm regrowing my maidenhead.  I'll need to be deflowered all over again if I don't get a dick inside me soon."  "Don't be silly dear" her mother replied. "Maidenheads don't regrow.  But if you like you can use my vibrator, that'll keep your passage open.  Fetch it now if you like, I'm sure Agent Mulder won't mind".

"Ooh, can I momma?" and to Mulder: "Back in a minute", and she was gone, cute little butt wiggling as she scuttled up the stairs. "It's in the top drawer" Terry called after her.

So when Terry got up to answer the door, Melanie was lying comfortably with her head in Mulder's lap, slowly probing herself with Terry's purple vibrator. Mulder could see it go all the way in, and as it came out it was streaked with white froth.

  The Things we Did with our Exchange Student Pt. 1

I can’t specify enough that neither David nor I meant to seduce Sabine (Sa-bee-nuh). Seduction would imply that David and I meant for this to happen or that Sabine was unwilling at first. No, I would like to think that our sexual conquests together began by chance, when Sabine walked in while David had his cock crammed down my throat.

                The exchange program is a great program. David and I had just sent our son off to college two years ago. Our daughter, Jamie wanted to experience life in Germany. The two of us were uncomfortable with letting Jamie being along in a foreign country so we looked into an exchange. Sabine would be staying with us for the next month while Jamie was in Germany.

                David and I kept our hands off of each other for a week while Sabine acclimated to the house, but 8 days in, neither of us could stand it anymore. Not a second after Sabine had gone to bed, David had pushed me onto ours. He had been dying to try something he had seen while watching porn when Sabine wasn’t in the house.

                I slid to the end of the bed, staring up at the ceiling while David played with my hair. He bent over to kiss me softly on the lips. He was standing by the side of the bed, up near my head, so the kiss was upside down, spider-man style. He withdrew with a smile, placing his dick on my forehead. He rubbed it slowly across my face. I smiled at him and stuck out my tongue letting it lap at the underside of his dick. He groaned and took it away slowly, easing it slowly off my tongue. I scooted even farther toward the edge of the bed on my back, finally letting my head hang off the side at the neck.

                I had never been an expert at giving head but I did enjoy it. I got a thrill from listening to David moan above me while his cock slid over my warm tongue to the back of my throat. While I didn’t enjoy the taste, I had always loved watching David smiling after dropping a load on my breasts or tongue. Blowjobs were more about David than they were about me, so I didn’t mind when David had proposed our current position. I would be lying face-up, with my head over the edge of the bed while David fucked my mouth.

                My lips parted as his rod entered my mouth. It was instantly different and foreign to feel the underside of his dick at the roof of my mouth instead of at the tongue, but David seemed to like it. No sooner was he in my mouth, then he had started to moan. I found the position compromising, but David loved it. It created a clear path down my throat and David’s dick found it easily. With long, slow strokes he dove in and out, nearly suffocating me, but David was careful not to linger too long.

                He leaned over and cupped my breasts. I had gained weight since having the kids but had always maintained my figure. It was always my breasts that David had been attracted too. They must have looked irresistible from his vantage point, pancaked against my body, yet still firm enough that they weren’t dropping off to the side. He took his time rubbing his fingers over my nipples and pinching them softly rolling them between his fingers. I loved it when he did that.

                He leaned over further. My stomach jumped as his hand traced down it and toward my legs. With a single finger, he rubbed between my pussy lips while he pumped in and out of my mouth. He was applying pressure without being rough, just rubbing down near my butt crack and up again pushing sternly against my clit. Each time he brushed against it, I shivered and clamped my legs a little harder. He increased his pace with his fingers and also with his cock. I wasn’t even moving my head anymore, he was just pinning me to the bed with the speed of his thrusting. It was my favorite part of sex. We had reached the moment where I was only a tool to him, used only for his sexual pleasure. It made me feel worthless and dirty, like it was my only purpose. It meant that David was getting close.

                He grunted and straightened up, removing his finger from between my pussy lips. He also pulled from my mouth and began hammering away on his own dick above me.

A light caught my eye and I wondered why I hadn’t noticed it before. It was the light coming from our doorway. Sabine was standing there in full view of us. I was froze in horror while David grunted above me, but Sabine didn’t seem to be alarmed or even curious. She was just watching, almost smiling.

Either way, she ruined the moment for me.

“Ohhhhh” David moaned finally and his pent-up sperm unloaded on my chest, something I normally love to witness, but not with the 18 yr old exchange student just a few feet away. David was still breathing, attempting to catch his breath.

“David?” I whispered and he caught my gaze, glancing at the doorway.

“Shit…” He responded and immediately covered himself.

Sabine snapped out of whatever daze she was in and backed away from the door stammering with her heavy german accent.

“I’m sorry, I heard a noise and hoped you were okay. I’m extremely sorry. I’ll go back to my room now.”

We listened to her footsteps retreating back down the hallway as we both sat up on the bed. We stared at the empty space where she had been a few seconds ago, both trying to recover. I looked at David exhausted and he put his head in his hands.

“Shit.” He repeated.

David had always been able to some things up succinctly.

To be Continued-

I'll never forget the night that I caught my older brother jerkin it. He didn't know that anyone was home so he was in the living room jerkin it. I came home from dance class early and I'm VERY glad that I did. I walked into the house and I saw that my brother was watching some of my dance video's. So I came in and that's when I noticed that he was jerkin it. He was so big and it made me wet knowing that he was hard cause of my videos.

 He tired to cover up and turn off the video. He walked off in embrassment I wanted to follow him and let him know that it was ok, but I knew that our mom would be home soon. 

 That night when I knew that our parents were sleeping I went into my brother's room to see if he was awake. When I saw that he was I told him that I couldn't stop thinking about his big cock and I told him that it wasn't fair for him that he didn't get to see my pussy. So then I bent over in front of him in a short dress. I had no panties on. I knew that in that dress he would be able to see everything. I stayed bent over like that for a few minutes. Then I stood up looked at him and said now it's fair. I gave him a kiss goodnight and started to walk out. 

As I was walking out he stood up and grabbed me. He slide his right hand down my body. His hand goes up my dress and starts rubbing my wet pussy. His left hand pulling my dress off my body. I kissed him and started rubbing his cock through his boxers. 

He told me that he wants me so bad and that he loves me. I told him that I love him so much and that I want to fuck him. I wanted him to be my first!

I turned around so that I was facing him. I went down on my knees and pulled his boxers off so that he was naked. I first licked his cock and then it started getting bigger and harder, which made me wetter. I knewn in that moment intime that I the only thing I wanted was my brothers cock! Then I put the whole thing in my mouth. He moaned and grabbed my head. He pushed his cock into my mouth deeper. I loved it! Then he laid down on the bed and told me to sit on his face. So I did! As I was sitting on his face I started to suck his cock again. He was licking me, sucking me and fingering me! OHH it all felt so good. The best feeling I ever felt. 

I couldn't help but let out a little scream and then I cummed! As soon as I came he did too, all over my face and mouth. :-)

     I awoke to the wildly exciting sight of Jessie sliding down my morning stiff cock, letting out a squeal of pleasure as she pushed down hard, impaling herself completely. The tight heated wrap of her around me brought a groan of sheer pleasure from me,  Sarah was watching, and she grinned at me.

     "Good morning Daddy, your cock was so nice and hard, so we thought this would be a great way to wake you up!"

     I felt Jessie lift up, then she started to slide her heated core up and down, up and down. She stopped after 2 minutes, grinned at Sarah, and said "Your turn!"

     Jessie lifted off, and I was treated to the sight of my sexy daughter, swinging into position, notching herself against me, and sliding down, encasing me in her hot, heavenly wrap. She smiled dreamily as she started to slide her pulsing center up and down.

     Jessie said, "We didn't want to hog your cock, so we want to share our first fuck of the day. We will keep switching off, until you explode your load."

     Sarah joined in, "And Daddy, you can jet your passion into me, or your honorary daughter Jessie, just last as long as you can, we won't be jealous of who you complete your passion into. Oh god, it feels so good, umm, I love having my Daddy fucking me so good, and watching it all."

     I could see Sarah, gazing at the sexy mirror image of her riding Daddy's cock, the incestuous coupling of Daddy's manhood deep within his own sweet daughter's pussy, and I could feel my orgasm stir.

     Right at that moment, Sarah lifted off, and Jessie took her place, sliding down, letting out sighs of pleasure.

     "Yes, oh yes, feels so good to ride Daddy, who is Daddy going to fill?"

     Jessie giggled, then she started to ride me, pumping her hips eagerly, the walls of her teen tightness milking eagerly at my cock, and I wanted to save it for Sarah. Jessie worked vigorously, making it a struggle to last, and I was just on the verge, when Jessie lifted off, and Sarah eagerly took her place. She notched me against her, and rammed down, right to the balls. Two thrusts up and down my cock took me flying over the edge. I grabbed her hips, pulling her tightly against me as I felt my morning load erupt, letting out a loud growl, and I was cumming, my cock erupting deep inside Sarah's teen tightness again and again, a geyser of hot, white cum spilling into her, then I felt the extra tight grip as Sarah squealed, going over the edge, her pussy gripping at me in the quivering throes of her climax.

     Sarah lifted up, and I felt Jessie's mouth swallow my cock, eagerly sucking off the combined taste of my cum and Sarah's sweet juices. Jessie looked up, her eyes glittering at Sarah, and Sarah told her what to do.

     "Lie back baby, I'm going to sit on your face, and let you lick at the hot, tasty whitewash that Daddy just filled me up with. Lick me, clean up my messy pussy!" she giggled.

     I watched as Jessie gazed up, seeing the spunk filled treasure that Sarah was presenting to her, hovering over her mouth.

     "Oh yeah baby, ever since we were 13, and we slipped our fingers into each other, all I could think about was going further, and now I'm going to give you the licking I've been wanting to since then! Ummm, you smell so good baby, I can't wait to taste you" Jessie growled huskily.       

     "Look at all that thick cum that horny Daddy sprayed into me, lick it all baby, suck it all out of me, I'm all hot and juicy, just for you" Sarah crooned.

     Sarah had lowered herself to just an inch above Jessie, and I saw Jessie's tongue slip out, and she ran her tongue along the sexy crevice of Sarah's lips, she pulled down on her hips, and Sarah settled down with a grunt of pleasure, and I could imagine the thick gush of our combined juices filling Jessie's mouth. I quickly got between Jessie's spread thighs, and heard her pussy muffled squeals of pleasure as I started to eagerly lick at the tight lips, licking at her rich cream, eager to bring her to a gushing release.

     Sarah cooed huskily, "Oh yeah, yes baby, oh fuck that feels so good, wish we would have done this back when we were 13. Yes, keep licking me baby, lick me, lick me!" 

     Sarah started to grunt and rotate her hips, pushing her hot, wet cleft tightly against Jessie's face. She started to squeal with pleasure, as Jessie licked her to a gushing release, getting a face full of girl cum, and that set Jessie off, she let out pussy muffled growls of pleasure, her pussy pushing out juices, giving me lots of tasty nectar to swallow. We flomped down, and cuddled close together, enjoying the afterglow.

     I had an idea, a great idea. I asked them if they like to take a little trip, and they eagerly agreed. I phoned the place I wanted to take them, made sure it was available, and reserved it right away. I told them to pack enough for an overnight trip, they were excited, and peppered me with questions about where we were going, but I just smiled, and told them that they'd just have to wait and see. I enjoyed the sight of Sarah and Jessie's naked bodies as they jumped out of bed, and quickly pulled on panties and bras, as they continued, I made my way to my bedroom, quickly got dressed, threw my toiletry kit and a few clothes into an overnight bag, and I was ready to go. Stepping out of the room, Jessie and Sarah were waiting, overnight bags slung over their shoulders, eyes bright, big smiles, eager to see what I was going to surprise them with.

     Once in the car, we were on the road for 4 hours, it was a distance, but I had a feeling they'd like it. I told them that we'd better get a nice place to stay overnight, and turned into the parking lot of the hotel I had phoned earlier. I went in, got the key, and drove around to the other side. The room had a private entrance, and I led my girls inside, I unlocked the door, ushered them in, flipped on the lights, and enjoyed their gasps of surprise. This was the honeymoon suite that my wife and I had stayed in 20 years ago, and I was pleased to see that it was exactly what Sarah and Jessie would like. The walls were all mirrored, it threw back our reflections from every part of the room, looking in the bathroom, again, all mirrored, with a huge whirlpool hot-tub, it looked big enough for 6 people. Jumping on the bed playfully, Jessie and Sarah looked up, and I heard giggles and squeals of delight.

     Jessie giggled, "Oh my god, look, even a mirror on the ceiling!"

     Sarah exclaimed, "I'm gonna love it, no matter how Daddy fucks us, we'll be able to see him as he drives it into us, and ourselves, as we feel that stiff beauty spreading apart our pink fun tunnels!"

     They were naked so quickly, it was almost like a blur.

     Sarah growled huskily, "Come here Daddy, I want you to fuck Jessie again, this time, I'll join you as we give her lots of foreplay!"

      I yanked off my clothes, my thumping cock leading the way. They gave me sexy smiles of passion, seeing how ready I was to go again.

     "Lay back baby, let us lick your sweet entrance, and watch us in the overhead mirror!"

      Jessie did so, eagerly spreading her legs wide, her bare, smooth labial lips parting slightly, giving me a peek at her coral inner flesh, dewy wet, the juices of her desire spread along her lips. I quickly got my head in there, just before I took the plunge, I watched as Sarah pressed her lips tightly against Jessie's, tongues starting to duel with each other, both of them letting out sighs and moans of pleasure as they kissed passionately, Sarah broke the kiss, and started to lick and kiss Jessie's breasts, sucking and gently nipping at her swollen nipples, bringing moans of joy and delight. I quickly took the plunge, running my tongue along that sweet, chruning heat filled channel. I felt a hand pull at the back of my hand, pressing me as close as possible.

    "Oh my god! I feel it and see it, too! Ooh yeah, lick me Daddy, lick me, feels so good!"

     Sarah appeared next to me, grinning, and we switched. I raised up, and watched as my daughter eagerly went down on her best friend, the sight of two 16 year olds in such an intimate moment made my cock steel hard. I raised my head, and just before I kissed Jessie, her tongue came out, and she licked up her juices that were against my face, and she virtually swallowed my tongue, her hot, panting breath inside my mouth, grunts of pleasure filling the room as Sarah eagerly licked, sucked and nibbled gently of Jessie's soaking sex, I broke the kiss, and caressed her beautiful mounds, my mouth eagerly following my hands, my god, her nipples were huge and swollen, and stuck out at least two inches, I eagerly went after them, sucking, licking, nipping, listening to her growls of pleasure. Her hands went down, pressing Sarah tightly against her sex.

     "Yeah, oh yeah, lick me baby, ummm, been wanting you to do this ever since we were 13, couldn't get up the nerve, mmmmm, feels so good, ummm, love it, love you, oh yes good, so good, love you baby, love you, love, love, love, ungh, ungh, yes, oh yes, yes, YES!"

     Jessie's voice rose up to a long wail of pleasure, and I could see her eyes open, watching the reflection of herself riding that wave of orgasm, she started to let out little squeals of sheer joy as she humped her hips up against Sarah's face, eager to get as much contact as she could, letting the waves roar over her, until she slumped down, gasping. Sarah rose up, her eyes glittering, her face wet and covered with Jessie's juices, I was happy to clean her face off for her.

     "Now Daddy, fuck me, fuck me, and pour your passion into me!" Jessie gasped.

     Laying back, spread eagled and ready for me, she gave me a lust filled smile, welcoming me with open arms and open thighs. I notched against her, and pushed, sliding in with one smooth stroke. Our growls of pleasure mixed, as I felt the oh so tight, heat filled wrap of her around my cock, as I spread open her tight, almost virgin walls again. Her face a vision of bliss and joy as I started to slide it slowly in and out, fucking my daughter's best friend. Sarah was lying next to us.

     "Open your eyes baby, look up, see the image, see yourself stretched out in full heat, my Daddy between your thighs, his beautful stiff cock reaming your horny pussy!" Sarah growled huskily to Jessie.

     Jessie gasped, and cooed, "Fuck, oh fuck, it feels too good, oh my god, yes, yes, YEEESSSS!!"

     Her voice spiraled up to a shriek, I felt her pussy clamping at me, juices gushing out, as she was rocked by another orgasm. I was close, but, I decided to take her from behind, and rolled her over in a doggy style. I could know see myself in the mirrored walls, as I grasped Jessie's hips, notched against her, and drove my cock in, listening to her squeal of delight as I was encased in her fiery hot, wet box of pleasure. Jessie looked up, and beckoned to Sarah.

     "Now you baby, I want your tight pussy right here, I want to lick you again! I've been just as eager to taste you!"

     Sarah's eyes were glazed with passion as she slid herself under Jessie's face, her pussy just inches from Jessie's crimson lips. Jessie spread Sarah's lips, licking her lips at the sight of that coral pink flesh, full of juice.

     "Umm, oh baby, my pussy is bubbling with all the juices I want you to lick up, taste my juices baby, my pussy is so hot and juicy for your tongue" Sarah cooed, her voice thick with desire.

     Jessie wasted no more time, I could see her head press forward, and a long drawn out growl of pleasure from Sarah as Jessie's tongue made contact. Once Jessie had a taste of Sarah's musky essence, she couldn't stop. Her head moved, tongue, lips and mouth eager to lick taste and suck every inch of Sarah's essence.

     I could feel my orgasm starting to gather, I looked over Jessie's back, seeing my daughter's face alive with bliss, weaving her fingers into Jessie's thick, red mane, pulling gently at the back of Jessie's head, eager to get maximum contact between Jessie's mouth and her steaming pussy. Sarah's gasps and wordless cries of pleasure started to fill the room, as she started that climactic climb. My mind recalled my thoughts yesterday, my cock opening up Jessie's tight, virginal opening, while Sarah pulled Jessie's face against her dripping young pussy, ordering her friend to lick her, lick her good. I took a look in the wall mirror, and saw exactly what I had envisioned, and I felt the swelling, Jessie letting out a pussy muffled squeal of pleasure as my cock head was kissing against her cervix.

     Sarah howled out, "Yeah, fuck yeah, keep licking me babe, I'm so close, I need to cum, and I'm so close, my pussy's going crazy, I'm so, I'm so, Oh God, I'm almost there! Don't stop, don't stop, don't, don’t, don't, yes, yes, yes, OH YES!!"

     With a wail of joy, she humped up, pressing Jessie's mouth tightly against her gushing teen cunt, Jessie getting a face full of Sarah's juices, watching the wet, enjoyable end, I growled, and my cock erupted, I could feel the thick streams gushing out, splattering against Jessie's cervix. I felt her tight cunt clamp even tighter around me.

     "Oh my god, fuck, fuck, fuck me Daddy, fill me cunt, yes, yes YES!!!"

     She let out a shriek of joy, as her tightening pussy squeezed at my cock, her orgasm making her tight tunnel quiver wildly, sucking the last bit of spunk from me, her eager heat taking in every drop I could pour into her.

     I flopped down, my daughter and her best friend rearranged themselves, and I was treated to the riveting view of Sarah eagerly licking at Jessie's just fucked pussy, her tongue lapping away hungrily, eager to lick out every drop of my just discharged load. They rearranged themselves into a 69, now that they had discovered how much they liked to lick each other's pussies, they wanted to make up for lost time. Jessie and Sarah were insatiable horny teens, licking at each other's burning cores, the sound of hot wet tongues and fingers squelching in gushing juices started my cock going, the symmetry of their nude bodies, shot back in multi-reflections from the room's mirrors, and their cries and howls of orgasm made me hard and ready again. They tumbled down in a heap, getting their breath back, Jessie saw me hard and ready, and she grinned.

     "Looks like your Daddy is all ready to go again, ok baby, now it's time for Daddy's princess to get another fill of Daddy's thick sperm! And when he fills you up, I'm gonna suck every drop of Daddy's special cream out of you!", Jessie growled huskily at Sarah.

     Sarah looked at me, her eyes smoldering with passion, and knelt on the bed, looking at the mirrors on the wall reflecting her image back at her. I got behind her, and I felt Jessie wrap her hand around my cock, and nudge it gently against Sarah. I pushed, sliding up, and heard Sarah squeal with pleasure as I pushed in, letting her tight cling wrap around me, letting out a growl as I pushed up, filling her balls deep. I started to pull down then push back up, looking over her shoulder, I could see that dreamy look as she watched me fuck her, then Jessie's head appeared, and she started to lick and suck Sarah's breasts, Sarah watching the image of herself being doubly pleasured.

     "Yes, oh my god yes, feels so wonderful" she cooed.

     I put my hands around Jessie's head, holding her close as she suckled contentedly on Sarah's nipples. Sarah was letting our squeals and cries of pleasure, as her heated tunnel started to tighten up. I felt a thumb and forefinger wrap around the base of my cock, giving my cock an extra tight milking as I reamed out my daughter's steamy fuck-hole. I could feel the burning tide rising, and I kept my eyes open as I watched us in the mirror, meeting my daughter's smoldering gaze reflecting back at me.

     "Fuck, fuck, love it, my Daddy fucks me so gloriously, do it Daddy, let you thick load go, spray Daddy's hot incestuous cum deep inside me, yes, oh yes, yes, yes, AWWWWW GAWWWWDDD YES!"

     Sarah's rising shriek of pleasure, and the tight clutch around my shaft sent me roaring over the edge, my cock erupted, I slid my hands down, grasping Sarah's hips and pulling her back tightly against me, letting out a loud growl of pleasure as I gushed my spunk in a shuddering climax, emptying my balls deep inside the welcoming depths of my daughter's eager pussy.

     Eager to give Jessie the release she no doubt needed after watching us, Sarah and I pounced on her, I quickly had my mouth down at her drenched fuck-hole, while Sarah squatted above her mouth, and urged Jessie on.

     "Look at all the thick cream that Daddy filled me with, it's a sweet treat all for you baby, clean my messy pussy, lick out every bit of Daddy's hot sperm!"

     Eager to do so, Jessie looped her arms around Sarah's hips, pulling her down tight against her mouth. Sarah let out a grunt of pleasure as she felt Jessie's tongue slipping between her tight labial lips, my fresh load of cum dripping and sliding out of my daughter's just fucked pinkness, and into Jessie's eager mouth. With the riveting taste, and my tongue busily working over her clit, Jessie's started pushing her dripping teen pussy at my face with a force, her pussy muffled howls of pleasure sounded.

     Sarah had been watching the mirror reflection, sitting on Jessie's face and feeling the pulses of pleasure as Jessie licked her heated cunt, and with the view and the feel of Jessie's tongue working her over, she let out squeals of pleasure, her pussy started to squirt, gushing her juices all over Jessie's face, giving her lots of her nectar to swallow as Jessie's tongue likewise licked her twitching clit to climax.

Disclaimer:

This story is a work of fiction. Any names referenced in its writing that bear resemblance to actual people is purely coincidental. I only hope that more is written about male pregnancy/transgender pregnancy. Thank You and Enjoy.



Forbidden - Chapter 02



    As the sexual tension in the house grew, Paul had to wank off almost a few times a day just to keep from getting a boner when his son was around. It was getting increasingly difficult for him to resist the thoughts that crept into his head; the thoughts of him bending his son over the counter, and plowing his ass, or his son slowly riding his girth until he explodes. These thoughts were exaggerated by the former anniversary of Paul and his former wife. They had always had a healthy sex life, right up to when she left them for some rich guy in New York. Since then, both Paul and Tommy shared an unspoken agreement to never speak of her again, out of respect for her selfish, self-centered ways.

    Even with the understanding between Paul and his son, Paul’s thoughts couldn’t help but drift back to the incredible sex he and his former wife used to have on their anniversary. He couldn’t help but to remember the feel of her cunt around his member, her juices pouring all over him as she rides him, bringing him to closer and closer to orgasm. He recalls as she used to scream to the sky, cumming herself, every hip and torso muscle he can see seizing up, as if in a seizure, followed by his own explosion deep inside her waiting and willing cunt.

    “Dad, you okay?” Tommy asks, reviving his father out of his reverie in the living room. “Umm, yeah son fine, How’re you?” Paul replies, almost stammering out a response. Laughing, Tommy responds, “I think you were having a sexy daydream” pointing to his father’s hard-on. Looking down, realizing that his son is correct, Paul quickly gets up, “Yes, well it happens from time to time.” As Paul walks out of the room to take care of his 12 inch problem, Tommy makes the snide remark with a grin on his face, “More recently than in the past it seems.”


Later in the night……


    Tommy is on his hands and knees, getting his ass pounded from behind. He feels the weapon assaulting his insides, as if they were the enemy. Moaning from the feeling building deep inside his own balls, he looks under himself, and is amazed at the sight. His own dick is hard as steel; his own balls quivering as they get absolutely hammered by the egg-sized testicles belonging to his lover. As if on que, he sees his lover’s balls start to clench up, getting ready to flood his ass full of their contents. Tommy lifts his head to the ceiling, knowing what’s to come, and begins to feel the throws of orgasm within his own loins.

    Tommy jerks awake in bed, violently interrupting the incredible dream he was having. Sitting up, he can feel the sheets on his naked torso, his rock hard dick tenting the sheets as it sticks out of his boxers. “Damn it, not again!” Tommy curses, frustrated at the recurring fact that he’s been waking up before cumming lately. Throwing the sheets off the bed, he takes his cock in his own hand, and starts wanking to get some relief.

    Just as he starts, he hears moaning coming from the adjacent room, the bedroom his father occupies. As Tommy looks down, his 6 inch hard dick in his hand, he makes the decision that will alter both his and his father’s lives forever. After all the weeks of teasing, knowing how horny both he and his father are for each other, he lets go of his dick, and walks down the hall, into his father’s bedroom, Tommy’s cock leading like a divining rod.

    As he gently pushes his father’s door open, he catches a glimpse of the weapon between his legs. Standing at full mast is the very weapon that knocked up his worthless mother. Sneaking inside the room, he better sees that the sheets are off the bed, and his father’s weapon easily fills the hole of his boxers. Slowly, Tommy sneaks over to the bedside, careful not to wake his father, seemingly deep in the throes of his own dream.

    Tommy kneels at the side of the bed, in utter awe as he inspects the 12 inch weapon in front of him. He reaches out to touch the head of it, almost purple with need to be touched, pre-cum leaking from the slit. As Tommy’s fingers carefully touches it, his father groans out from the contact. Tommy freezes almost instantly, fearful that he’s been found out. Once it become obvious that his father is a heavy sleeper, he wraps is fingers around the head as best he can, feeling the heat of the blood pulsing through it. Getting some pre-cum on his fingers, Tommy lubes up the head of his father’s cock. He smiles, seeing his father’s reaction, groaning either from his sexy dream, or the hand on his dick, Tommy really didn’t care at this point.

    With more pre-cum oozing out of the cock-head, Tommy uses his other hand, lubes it up, and adds to the stimulation. With the head nice and shiny, Tommy slowly moves his hands down the vein-covered shaft in front of him. Tommy agonizingly takes it slow down the girth of the cock in front of him, eliciting a groan of frustration from the person it belongs to. It seems like an eternity before Tommy’s comparatively tiny hands reach the base of his cock, veins pulsing with blood. Slowly, Tommy starts to gently jack of his father’s cock, his father moaning from every little touch.

    Even with Tommy’s attempts to keep his father’s cock lubed, the pre-cum pouring out of his cock-slit isn’t enough for the weapon. Suddenly noticing cold hard-wood floor on his own cock, Tommy gets as much of the pre-cum his own cock that leaked onto the bedroom floor on his hands, and adds it to his father’s on the cock in front of him. As he spreads all the pre-cum all over the love monster, he’s surprised to see that the pre-cum from both him and his father still isn’t enough to lube up the animal pointing at the ceiling. Knowing the solution, Tommy slowly raises up from his knees at his father’s bedside, a trail of pre-cum attaching the head of his own cock and the bedroom floor.

    Slowly, Tommy slides onto the bed occupied by his father, careful not to make any sudden moves to awake him. Tommy admires the beautiful dick in front of him, pointing to the heavens wanting a warm, wet hole to feel. Smiling to himself, seeing the want in his father’s dick, he decides he’s tortured it enough. Feeling the veins pulsing in his slippery hands, Tommy leans down, and slowly licks the head, like licking the sprinkles off an ice cream cone. His father groans from the touch. Relishing the rough feel of the cock against his tongue, Tommy sinks his lips over the entire head, engulfing it in his mouth. Using his tongue, he eagerly swirls it around the head, causing even more precum from his father’s cock slit. Eagerly swallowing the precum, Tommy moves his head down further, seeing how far he can take the monster. After he gets about five inches of the 12 inch monster in his mouth, he’s disappointed that he can go no further. With all the practice on his asshole, he neglected to practice restraining is gag reflex.

    Undeterred, Tommy slowly started to bob his head on the monster that made him. After only a few bobs, Tommy felt his father’s cock suddenly swell in both his slippery hands, and his hot mouth, followed by what can only be described as a cannon going off. Tommy felt his father’s baby juice hit the roof of his mouth first, followed by actually tasting the salty, tangy flavor entering his mouth. Desperately trying to swallow all the baby batter in his mouth, Tommy utterly fails and copious amounts of cum leaks from his mouth. As his father keeps shooting cum out of his cock, Tommy’s cheeks bulge, reflecting the constant mouthful of cum in his mouth. With cum leaking from his mouth, and even nose from the overflowing, Tommy lets go, his lungs begging for air. Breathing furiously, Tommy feels his skin being coated with a film of his father’s cum.

    As the cum geyser slows to a trickle, Tommy looks down at his body, cum literally dripping from his skin onto his father’s bed spread. With his breathing stabilizing, Tommy gazes down at the figure of his father, his cock beginning to go limp, and a satisfied smile on his face, eliciting a smile of his own. With his own dick having cummed sometime during the blowjob, Tommy slowly licks his cum soaked fingers, and scoops up some of it on his chest, and cleans his fingers again.

    As Tommy continues to revel in his father’s cum, the alarm clock catches his eye. Seeing the time, Tommy pouts and carefully leaves his father’s room, knowing his father’s clock will wake him up soon. Tommy walks out of the bedroom, and into his own bedroom. Carefully, he takes his sheet, and mops up the cum trail in the hallway, careful not to leave any trail of the deed.  As Tommy finishes his task, he strips off his boxers, and sleeps in the nude. Before he doses off, he can’t help but tell himself, “Next time, that thing’s going in my ass.”

To Be Continued.

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