Incest/Taboo The Devil's Pact

"Sex slaves are not cheating," Mary said.

My mom nodded her head. Her aura was black. She was under my fiancee's mind control. "That's such a relief."

"Well, choose one," Mary said, "and she's yours."

"I..." my mom swallowed. "I couldn't. It wouldn't be right."

"Sure it would," Mary cooed. "They'll happily be your slave."

The doubt faded from my mom's face and she smiled as she looked over Mary's sluts. After a moment, she motioned to Joy. "Can I have this one? She's so exotic. I guess I have a thing for girls that aren't white."

I guess she did. Betty was half-black and Jessica was such a mix of races it was hard to tell what she was, but it gave her gorgeous, caramel skin.

"Joy, Sandy is your primary Mistress from now on, though you will always obey me and Mark."

"I am so happy to be yours," Joy gushed in her heavily accented Vietnamese and sat on my mom's lap.

My mom smiled, then pulled Joy in for a kiss. My cock stirred as I watched my mom and her sex slave make out. Even at 43, my mom was still a beautiful woman. She exercised daily to keep her body as thin and fit as a twenty year-old.

"Damn, that's hot," Mary said before she sat down next to my mom and spread her legs. My cum stained her thighs. "April, come clean me up."

"Yes, Mistress," nerdy April squeaked excitedly. She put her phone into her skirt pocket and knelt before Mary, her tongue running wetly up Mary's thigh, licking up goblets my cum.

The door banged open and Antsy walked in. She looked at me and flushed. "Hey," she said awkwardly. "Umm..."

"Yeah," I nodded, squirming as well.

It was such a strange moment. For the last two days we had been inseparable. We had fucked and fucked and fucked. I had cum in her more times than I could count. I barely found time to make arrangements for my dad's funeral between fuckings. Now we stood in the home we grew up in while our Mother made out with her sex slave and my fiancee had her cum-filled pussy devoured.

"So, listen, sis," I said, "we were under a spell, okay."

"Sure," she nodded.

Mary Sullivan

I glanced at Mark and his sister while April worked her magic between my thighs. The slut was so cute with her bushy-brown hair and glasses perched on her nose. Her tongue dug into my folds, gathering up all of Mark's cum as I studied my fiance and his sister.

It was awkward between them.

"Antsy," I said.

Antsy looked at me, her cheeks blushing at the sight of my pussy being licked and her mother, who sat beside me, making out with Joy. She was a younger version of Sandy. "This is weird, bro. Mom's making out with a woman."

"It's hot and you love it," I said, patting the couch between us.

Antsy relaxed as my commands took hold. Then she came and sat down, her cheeks blushing as she stared at me. I had that effect on women. They all were attracted to me and wanted to please me sexually.

"Did you have sex with any women in Miami?" I asked.

Antsy's blush deepened. "Yeah," she admitted. "I guess I did. With this chick, Theodora. We had a threesome with a guy we picked up in a bar and she went down on me. In the morning, I went down on her."

"Theodora, huh," Mark said. "Isn't that the name of the nun Karen knows?"

I nodded as I put my arm around Antsy's shoulder and caressed her face. "Mark and I shared my sisters, and I was looking forward to sharing you. But, well, stuff happened. So, I want to eat Mark's cum out of your snatch."

"I...okay," Antsy squirmed. "I mean, I've fucked him enough today. It was fun."

Sandy shuddered on the other side of me. I glanced over and groaned, my pussy clenching about April's probing tongue. Joy's blouse was open, and Mark's mother nuzzled at Joy's apple-sized breasts and sucked at her dark nipples.

Mark's dick bulged in his pants as he groaned at the sight. He loved watching his mother with another woman. I did, too. Sandy was such a delicious, mature beauty. I groaned and undulated on April's tongue, the pleasure shuddering through me as I watched the lesbian passion.

Mark pulled Antsy to her feet. "I...I'm a little scared, big bro. What we went through was so intense, I..."

"It'll be fine," Mark reassured her. He sat down beside me, taking the spot Antsy just vacated, and put his arm around my shoulders. His zipper rasped and his cock came out. "Come and sit on my dick, little sis."

I had a show on either side of me. I grabbed April's hair and smiled in delight.

"This is so wild," Antsy muttered. "It's about to be a family orgy, huh?"

"Uh-huh," moaned Sandy around Joy's nipple.

Antsy's unzipped her jeans, shrugging them off her thin hips. Her cunt was shaved bare and she was sopping wet. She moved to Mark and straddled his waist, her thigh brushing mine as she settled down on my fiance's dick.

"Damn," groaned Mark as his little sister's hot cunt engulfed him.

My orgasm built at the incestuous sight beside me. I had wanted to participate in it when Antsy first arrived. And now I could. I leaned over as Antsy slid up and down her brother's cock. I nuzzled against my fiance's ear and whispered, "Whose cunt is the best?"

"Yours, Mare," Mark answered with a groan.

"Good," I moaned happily. I needed to hear that after the last few days. I shuddered as April's tongue flicked through my folds. She was so different from the virgin Mark deflowered last Friday. She had confidence. "April, have you been practicing your pussy licking?"

"Yes, Mistress, with Felicity," April answered from beneath my skirt.

"Good," I sighed. "Keep licking me and I'll cream your pretty mouth."

April tongued me faster.

"Oh, bro, it feels different," Antsy moaned as she rode Mark, the couch groaning. "You still feel pretty damn good. It's just not..."

"The best sex you've ever had," Mark finished.

"Yeah, sorry big bro," Antsy said with a grin, her hips writhing a little faster.

"You're forgiven," he panted.

Mark pushed up Antsy's shirt, exposing her perky breasts. They were larger than mine, round and plump, and topped with cute, pink nipples. Mark captured one of her hard nipples, sucking on the pink nub.

"Oh, yes, big bro," gasped Antsy as she fucked her brother.

Antsy's cute butt flexed and writhed as she rode my fiance. I couldn't resist. I reached out and fondled her ass, squeezing those cheeks as I squirmed on April's mouth. My fingers dug into Antsy's asscheeks as April sucked my clit into her hungry mouth.

"Ride my horny stallion!" I groaned, my toes curling. "Give him a good fuck!"

"I am, Mary," Antsy moaned. "Oh, yes, I'll make sure he shoots plenty of cum inside me for you to eat out of my cunt."

On the other side of me, the wet sounds of fingers diddling hot pussy echoed. Joy gasped and shuddered, loving Sandy's touch. "Yes, yes, yes, Mistress!" Joy gasped. "You finger so well!"

Via and Felicity kissed on the floor, caught up in the excitement. Via wasn't wearing her bottoms or panties and Felicity jean skirt had been flipped up. But sluts ground their cunts together. I shuddered, my pussy clenching. I loved watching girls trib.

My orgasm built and built. April's mouth sucked so hard on her my clit while a pair of her fingers shoved into my dripping pussy. I arched my back as the pleasure built, adding my loud moans to the others as my pleasure swelled.

Then my orgasm exploded through me.

"Oh, you fucking slut!" I gasped. "You naughty little minx. I'm cumming all over your pretty little face. Oh April, you did so well! I'm cumming so hard!"

I collapsed back, gasping for breath. April's face appeared from beneath my skirt, smeared with my cunt juices, her glasses fogged up. She rubbed her face against my thigh like a cat while I ran my fingers through April's bushy hair.

"Oh, I'm so glad, Mistress," April purred at me.

"I'm cumming, big bro!" Antsy moaned.

Mark slammed his hips up. "Antsy," he groaned. "Shit, that's hot. I'm cumming in my baby sis."

I licked my lips as an incestuous creampie was made right next to me. The pair shuddered together and then fell into a hot kiss. Their tongues dance together as they savored their orgasm. It was such a hot, loving sight--siblings sharing their love.

But I was hungry and stood up. I patted the spot I vacated. "Let me get a taste, Antsy."

"Sure," Antsy breathed.

Mark groaned as Antsy slid off his cock and plopped down on the couch between her brother and her mother. Her thighs spread apart, revealing that shaved snatch dripping with her brother's cum. I groaned, my pussy clenching at the lovely sight of a fresh creampie.

"I'm not gay, or anything," Antsy added as she stared at my hungry eyes, "but you're just so beautiful that I'm gay for you."

"You can thank your brother for making me bi," I purred. Then I licked my lips. "Mmm, that looks delicious." I knelt down between my future sister-in-law's spread thighs, stroking her her flesh. "Antsy, would you like to be one of my bridesmaids?"

I don't know why the question popped into my mind right then, but it did.

"What?" Antsy blinked.

"For the wedding?" Mary asked. "Mark has three groomsmen and I need a third bridesmaid. I would absolutely love it if you were one of them."

"Sure, Mary," Antsy said. "How can I say no to a girl about to go down on me?"

"Exactly," I laughed.

Mark eagerly watched as I leaned in and dug my tongue through his little sister's slit, gathering a huge gob of salty cum mixed with spicy, tart pussy juices. I drank it down and dug in a second time, savoring the incestuous creampie.

Beside me, April knelt and sucked my fiance's cock into her mouth. She cleaned off his sister's pussy like a good slut. Her eyes stared at me, and I grinned back, my face sticky with pussy. She smiled back around Mark's cock.

We had the best family. I dove my face back into Antsy's pussy and devoured her.

I knelt before my Mistress. My submission was absolute. I drank the golden nectar that flowed from her pussy. I was her slave, body, mind, soul, and heart. I would do anything for her. If you want to discover the ultimate submission, then you must embrace even the filthiest request of your Master or Mistress. You must devote yourself to their pleasure. In doing so, you will discover yours.

--The Slave Chronicles 4:1-2

Mark Glassner

My sister shuddered beside me as Mary devoured my cum from Antsy's pussy. The sight made my dick ache in April's hungry, sucking mouth. I stroked my hand through the April's bushy hair as she bobbed and sucked while her cute glasses slipped down her nose.

This was wonderful. I was sharing the joys of the sluts with my family. Mary, my sister, and my mother all savored delights, each beyond the taboos of religion and society that proclaimed what was going on in here a sin and crime.

"Mmm, Mistress, that was an amazing cum," moaned Joy. "I must repay you. Mistress Mary taught me to love licking pussy."

My mom shuddered as Joy slipped down to the floor. The Asian slut licked her lips as she unbuttoned my mother's jeans. My mom sucked her fingers, sticky with Joy's pussy juices, into her mouth as she stared down at her sex slave.

"Yes, show me what you can do," moaned my mom.

Mom lifted her ass up, allowing Joy to wiggled her pants and panties off. My mom spread her legs, showing off her thick, brown bush. She stroked Joy's black hair as the slut leaned in and took her first lick of my mom's pussy.

"Oh, yes, sweetie," moaned my mom, her hips undulating into Joy's hungry lips. "Mmm, lick Momma's cunt."

Antsy looked over at Mom. My little sister licked her lips as she shuddered on my fiancee's lips. "You're so beautiful, Momma."

My mom's hazel eyes flickered open and she gazed lovingly at my sister. The two saw each other not as mother and daughter, but as women. Beautiful, sexy women discovering the joys they had to offer each other.

"Not as beautiful as you've become, Samantha," purred my mom. She leaned over and, to my utter delight, she kissed my sister right on the lips.

"Damn," I groaned, my dick almost erupting into April's sucking mouth.

My mom and sister made out. They moaned as they kissed, both shuddering as their pussies were devoured. My sister's hand stroked my mom's cheek, so tender and loving. I gripped April's bushy hair as the pleasure of her mouth made my balls boil.

April bobbed her head on my cock, sucking and twirling her tongue while her fist pumped up and down the bottom of my shaft. She moaned and purred, eager to please me while I watched the incestuous sight beside us.

"Damn, that's hot," Mary moaned.

I glanced down at my fiancee. Her lips were smeared with my cum and my little sister's pussy juices as she watched the taboo kiss. Her hand rubbed Antsy's thigh as Mary leaned back in to tongue my sister's cunt. Antsy moaned into my mom's kiss, her breasts jiggling.

I placed my hand atop Mary's. "Naughty filly."

Mary smiled back up at me. She licked her stained lips. "Horny stallion."

It was wonderful to hear our nicknames for each other.

Antsy gasped as my fiancee buried her face back into my little sister's pussy. Mary devoured my sister's cunt and tongued her hard. Antsy moaned louder into the kiss with our mom as she shuddered beside me. I groaned, so close to cumming.

The doorknob rattled.

Everyone froze. We all glanced at the front door as it creaked open. "Hey, Sandy," a woman called out. "My mom baked a casserole for you."

Betty Cooley, my mom's lover, walked in holding a glass casserole dish. She took two steps into the house before she realized that an orgy had broken out in the living room. Her eyes locked on Sandy with another woman between her thighs and her hand on her daughter's lips.

Stunned hurt painted Betty's face mocha-skinned face. Disbelief gleamed in her blue eyes as she drank in the entire sight. Her lips worked soundlessly. It must have been quite the shock to her to walk into an incestuous orgy.

I studied Betty. She was gorgeous. I had once asked her out to a school dance. She said no. She was half-black and half-white which gave her an alluring, light-chocolate skin and brilliant blue eyes. When the economy tanked, Betty moved back in with her parents up the street and she and my mom became close and somehow fell into being lovers. Last Saturday night, my dad caught them in bed together. My mom believed Dad was going to hurt Betty, so she shot him in the back.

He probably was going to hurt Betty--the guy was an abusive, drunken asshole.

Mary was the quickest of us to react, standing up and reaching the stunned woman. She placed an arm around her shoulder. Betty glanced at Mary and shivered, her body reacting to Mary.

"It's okay," Mary cooed. "It's just a family that's expressing their love for each other."

"I'm sorry, Betty," my mom said, covering her face in shame. "I...I don't know what to say."

"It's okay, Sandy," Mary soothed taking the casserole from Betty and handing it off to Via. The slut scurried off to the kitchen with it, her naked ass flashing beneath the hem of her scrub top.

"I really don't understand," Betty said, squirming in Mary's embrace.

"Just relax. Everything that happens is perfectly fine."

Betty's shock and nervousness went out of her as she fell under Mary's mind control. Betty's once silver aura was now black. My dick throbbed in April's mouth. I was eager to see what Mary would do next.

It was hot knowing Mary made people obey the same way I did.

"Just relax and have fun," purred Mary as she reached beneath Betty's flowery sundress.

Betty's eyes widened as Mary did something beneath Betty's skirt. Then Mary pulled down a pair of racy pair of red panties. Betty stepped out of them and Mary held them up in her hands, a big grin on her face.

"So, did you come over here to bring a casserole or make love to Sandy?"

Betty's cheeks grew darker. "Make love."

Mary let out a purring laugh as she tossed the panties to me. I caught the frilly underwear and brought them to my nose. I inhaled. Betty had a spicy musk. I came into April's sucking mouth as I savored the panties of my teenage crush. My cum boiled out of me into April's eager mouth. The slut moaned as she swallowed every drop.

Mary had a naughty glint in her eye as she led the pantyless Betty over to me. Mary knew all about my high school crush on Betty. My dick stayed hard in April's sucking mouth. I had a feeling I knew exactly the game my Mary wanted to play.

"April, finish Antsy off," I told her. "Make my sister cum."

"Yes, Master," April said, my cock popping out of her mouth. She scooted over and Antsy gasped as April dived into her cunt.

"Shit, that's hot, bro," my sister moaned as she squirmed on April's eager mouth.

"Betty, just sit down on Mark's cock and everything will feel better," Mary whispered in the girl's ear.

"Okay," Betty whispered. She glanced at my mom, who smiled and nodded at her. My mom relaxed and let herself enjoy Joy's pussy licking.

"Hi, Mark," Betty said, straddling my waist, the tip of my cock brushing her pussy. "I never thought we'd have sex."

"Is that why you didn't go with me to the dance? Cause you're gay?"

"In High School?" She shook her head. "I wasn't sure I was gay then. But, well, you were such a nerd back then."

"And now he has the best cock in the world and you are wet to fuck it," Mary purred in Betty's ears.

"Yes," groaned Betty. Her pussy grew wet, her juices coating the head of my cock in her juices. "Oh, yes, I can't believe it. He does have the best cock."

Mary winked at me as Betty's tight cunt slowly sank down on my cock. I had the best fiancee in the world. I groaned as I savored the wet, tight grip of Betty's cunt. It was my boyhood fantasies come true. I spent so many nights jerking off into my sock thinking about Betty Cooley riding my dick.

"That's it, slut," I groaned. "Love my cock."

Betty's eyes fluttered and her pussy clenched down on me. She was so hot. I may have just cum in April's hungry mouth, but I would be quickly depositing another load into Betty's tight snatch. My mom's lover bottomed out on my cock, her mouth open wide in silent pleasure.

Mary sat behind her on my knees, pressing her body up against Betty's back and licked at her ear. "Mmm, doesn't Mark's cock feel great inside you?"

"Yes," Betty moaned, her hips slowly moving on my cock. "Oh, I haven't had a cock in me for years."

Mary reached her hands up, pulling off the straps of Betty's sundress from her round shoulder. Mary tugged the dress down to expose a racy, red bra supporting Betty's round breasts. I cupped a tit through her bra.

"You were ready to seduce my mom, weren't you?" I asked.

Betty's cunt gripped my cock as she slid down my girth. "Yes."

"Oh, and I would have let you," gasped my mom. "You know how much I love red panties."

I was learning new, startling things about my mom every day.

Mary undid the clasp of Betty's bra. Her chocolate breasts spilled out before me, dark nipples erect. I rubbed my face between them, enjoying the silky softness as Betty rode my cock. I sucked Betty's nipple into my mouth.

She moaned and shuddered on me.

"Now, Betty, do you still love Sandy?" Mary purred.

"I do," Betty moaned, her hips moving her pussy faster on my cock as I suckled on her nipple. Her cunt felt so amazing on my dick. "I love you, Sandy!"

"How about you, Sandy?" Mary asked.

"God, help me," my mom admitted, looking surprised. Joy was still eating her pussy out. "I, I guess I do. Even though it's wrong. Even though it's a sin. I love Betty."

"Love is never wrong," Mary firmly told my mom. "Now, Sandy, I have three orders for you and you can choose to ignore any other thing I tell you, okay?"

"Yes," my mother moaned, her eyes locked on Betty riding my cock.

"One, you will be available to Mark so he can perform the Zimmah ritual whenever he needs to."

For me to perform the ritual, I need to fuck my mom, cum in her cunt, and have whatever Thrall I was binding to my soul drink our combined fluids. It was an important ritual. The only way to ensure our sluts couldn't be controlled by someone else was to bind them with the spell, otherwise a nun could turn them against us.

"Two, you will let me perform the Zimmah ritual on you. Three, you will move into our neighborhood and let Mark and I protect you from our enemies."

"O-okay," Sandy admitted, not that she had a choice, then she gave Betty a look of love. "Would you like to move in with me?"

"Yeah," Betty gasped. She bucked atop me as she shuddered in joy. "I'd love that, Sandy."

"This is Joy, she's our sex slave," Sandy introduced.

Joy looked up, her almond eyes shining with happiness, her lips sticky with my mom's juices. "I hope to make you very happy, Mistress."

Betty nodded, lust shining in her eyes. Mary reached around, her soft hands playing with Betty's breasts as I nursed at her Betty's nipple. My hands caressed Mary's and we squeezed Betty's tits together.

"Betty," Mary purred, "I'm going to give you three orders and then you can ignore whatever else I tell you. First, having a sex slave if perfectly normal. Second, you will let me perform the ritual of Zimmah on you. Third, incest is perfectly all right. Okay, sweetie?"

"What's the Zima ritual. Isn't that the weird alcohol from the Nineties?" asked Betty, turning her head to look back at Mary.

"It's a spell," Mary told her. "And it has nothing to do with any alcoholic drink." Mary caught her lips in a kiss as Betty's cunt slammed up and down on my cock.

Next to me, Antsy gave out a little shriek and shuddered on the couch, her eyes fluttering as an orgasm washed over her. She gripped April's bushy-brown hair. Antsy kept the slut's mouth pressed tight against Antsy's pussy. Her breasts jiggled as she writhed.

"Ooh, that was nice. Can I have a sex slave?" Antsy asked eagerly after her orgasm passed. "They seem kinda neat. It's nice having someone available to lick your pussy when you get horny.

I released Betty's nipple. "Sure," I answered. I pulled my sister's face in and kissed her on the lips. "Love you, baby sis."

"You can have Via," Mary said. "Ask to pee in her mouth, she loves it."

"I do," Via said, kneeling down before Antsy beside April. "Would you pee in my mouth, Mistress?"

Antsy blinked at her. "Um, I guess I could."

Mary gave Antsy similar orders that she gave my mom: to move into the neighborhood and to let Mary perform the Zimmah ritual on her and then she could ignore any other orders Mary gave her. I wasn't paying too much attention.

Betty's pussy felt amazing on my cock.

She rose on my cock faster and faster, working hard to make us both cum. Mary sucked at Betty's neck and with her breast. Mary's right hand slid down and found Betty's hard clit. Betty shuddered on me, her pussy spasming as Mary rubbed her nub.

"Oh, god, that's so hot. Oh, yes, Keep rubbing my clit."

"Please, piss in my mouth, Mistress," Via moaned beside me. She had taken April's spot before my sister. "I love to drink pee. Please, Mistress. I'm a pee slut. I need it."

"Fine, I'll piss in your mouth," Antsy groaned.

Samantha "Antsy" Glassner

Everyone looked at me, even Betty as she rode my brother's cock hard. Mom writhed on Joy's mouth and Mary had a big grin on her face. But my new sex slave was the one that captured my eyes. She knelt before me, an excited grin on her face.

"You'll love it, Mistress," she promised.

I hoped so.

I couldn't believe it. I had fallen into the delight of a woman's mouth licking my pussy. Maybe I wasn't straight like I had thought. A woman's mouth on my pussy was different from a man's. She was softer, her tongue more nimble, and she knew where to lick to make me cum.

The memory of Theodora's pussy filled my mind. What would Via's pussy be like to lick? Or Mary's? A hot flush ran through me as a naughty, taboo thought filled me. What would my Mom's taste like? I glanced at my mother. She was so beautiful as she stared at me with such encouraging eyes.

What would it be like to sixty-nine with my mother?

"Oh, you have such a pretty pussy, Mistress," moaned Via as she seized my hips and pulled me to her pussy. Her lips latched on to my pussy, sealing tight over my urethra. She sucked and I could feel the pee wanting to flow out of my bladder into her mouth.

I swallowed. The living room echoed with the wet, slurping sound of Betty's cunt riding my brother's cock. Betty had looked away, back to concentrating on making my brother cum. Her hips writhed as she fucked my brother. She had to be close to cumming. She kept gasping and moaning, her voice growing higher and higher in pitch.

Via sucked again.

I shuddered, and looked down at her. I tried to relax my bladder, but a nervous tingle ran through me. Everyone was staring at me. I wanted to cover my naked body. I couldn't do this. Peeing was something that should be done in the privacy of the bathroom.

Even if I was peeing into a woman's mouth instead of a toilet.

"You're so beautiful," my mom moaned. "Oh, yes, I'm cumming."

Listening to my mother's passionate moans, while hot, did not help me pee. I glanced at her. Mom's breasts jiggled as she ground her pussy against Joy's mouth. Even though she was cumming hard, Mom still stared at me with hungry eyes.

She wanted to watch me pee in Via's mouth.

"Please stop looking," I muttered. "I can't go if everyone's looking.

Mom stood up and walked up behind me. I shuddered as she pressed her warm body into my back, her breasts so soft but her nipples hard. The contrast sent an excited flutter through my body down to my pussy. Her lips brushed my neck then her tongue licked up to my ear.

"It's okay, Samantha," purred Mom. "I think we are all passed being embarrassed about the nasty things we like to do. We're a family now. Let's share everything."

I nodded my head. My naked mother held me while a woman was ready to drink my pee. Never in my life had I thought this moment would have come. I groaned, undulating my hips on Via's mouth as I relaxed my bladder.

My urine flooded out. It splashed into Via's mouth. The woman moaned as she swallowed my piss. I stared down at her, my pussy clenching at the sudden rush of heat that passed through me. I pissed harder, my urine splashing into her hungry mouth.

This woman would do anything.

"Fuck this is nasty," I moaned.

Mom's hands slid up my body and squeezed my tits. I moaned, leaning my head back against Mom as I savored the wicked delight of pissing in my sex slave's mouth. Mom's fingers pinched my nipples, the superclass shooting down to my aching pussy.

"Piss in her mouth, sweetie," purred Mom.

"Yes," I groaned, my bladder clenching, forcing out the last few drops into Via's hungry mouth.

"Delicious," Via moaned, pulling her face away. Some of my piss had trickled down her chin in yellow rivulets. "Now I have to clean you up."

Via buried her mouth back into my pussy. I shuddered in my mom's embrace as Via's tongue swirled through my pussy folds. My sex slave was eager to find any errant drops of piss and lick them off my pussy.

I loved it.

"Fuck, you're one nasty slut, Via," I moaned, rubbing my ass against Mom's stomach as I writhed on Via's face.

My pussy was on fire. My mom licked and nibbled at my ear as I ground my hot flesh on my sex slave's mouth. I made a woman drink my pee. My pussy clenched at the thought. I let out a low moan and shuddered as my orgasm burst through me.

Via kept licking me through my orgasm, hungry for my pussy juices as much as my pee.

Mark Glassner

Betty fucked me faster, grinding her clit into my pubic bone as she bent down and kissed me on the lips. I still watched my sister shudder on her pee slut's lips out of the corner of my eye as I gripped Betty's ass. My dick throbbed in the Black girl's cunt.

"I should have said yes when you asked me out to that dance," Betty moaned when she broke the kiss. "Your cock is amazing! I just didn't want to...to not be popular."

"You were missing out," Mary moaned into Betty's ear. My fiancee squeezed those delicious, light-chocolate breasts.

Betty let out a low moan, her cunt squeezing my cock hard as she rode me. Her body trembled in our arms. Mary licked and nibbled at Betty's ear. The Black girl slammed her hips down on me, her body shuddering.

"I'm going to cum so hard," moaned Betty.

"Scream his name," hissed Mary. "Scream my horny stallion's name as you cum on his cock, whore."

"Yes, yes!" moaned Betty. Her pussy spasmed on my cock, milking me. "Mark! Your dick's so good. Oh, fuck. Oh, yes!"

Betty shuddered between Mary and me, her pussy spasming on my dick. The caress of her flesh shot pleasure through my body. I squeezed her ass and groaned as my seed spilled inside Betty's cunt, inside my mom's lover. The couch groaned as my back arched. The pleasure rushed through me at the taboo delight.

"Damn," I groaned. "We did miss out, Betty."

She smiled at me and gave me a softer kiss.

Mary slid off my knees and sat down next to me. I broke the kiss with Betty, put my arm around my naughty filly, and pulled her close. I gave her a kiss. When I broke it, I groaned, "Thank you, Mare, you're the best."

"You found a winner there, son," Mom said as she walked over from Antsy. She bent down and kissed Mary, too. My dick throbbed in Betty's wet pussy as I loved the sight of my mom kissing my fiancee.

"I lucked out, too," Mary grinned when my mom broke the kiss.

My mom smiled then grabbed Betty and pulled her off my cock. "Come on, my chocolate bunny, I want to eat my son's cum out of your cunt."

"Oh, that's so wrong," groaned Betty with a shudder as she was led down the hallway to my mom's bedroom. Joy followed. The door closed.

"They're cute together," I told Mary.

She nodded at me, then motioned to my sister cumming on Via. "They're pretty cute, too."

I grinned and watched my sister writhed and buck, held upright by Via's hands gripping her ass. The sex slave devoured my sister's pussy. Juices ran down her chin, joining the lines of piss. Antsy bucked one more time and let out a low moan, then she stumbled back.

"Fuck, that was hot," panted my sister.

"So you'll pee in my mouth again?" Via asked hopefully, staring up at my sister.

"Hell, yeah, slut!" Antsy excitedly said. "I came so fast and hard on your nasty, pee-drinking mouth. What should I do with you tonight? I've never had a sex slave."

"Well, there's this great club called the Clam Diver," Via said.

"Sure, let's go," Antsy said then led Via off to Antsy's bedroom. "Let's find something for us to wear. You look about my size."

"Are you going to tell her that the Clam Diver's a lesbian club?" Mary asked me.

"That's the club you went to last week?" I asked Mary.

"Yeah, I met Via there."

I laughed. "Well, Antsy may not be a lesbian, yet."

In celebration of their victory, the Gods magnanimously gave sex slaves to their family, spreading the joy of sex and domination to those they loved.

--The Gospel of April 24:12

Mary Sullivan

Mark and I dressed before heading out to his silver Mustang. My Eos was parked right behind Mark's car. I waved towards one of the bodyguards, a Black woman numbered 25. "You'll drive my car."

"Yes, ma'am," 25 grinned. Her partner, 30, would follow in the squad car.

"My dad's house is just up the street," I told Mark. "My dad needs to get the same instructions I gave your family."

Mark nodded his head. "Yeah. Can't let those cunts hurt your dad and sisters."

A swell of anger shot through me. What if a nun already had. Why was a golden thread tied about me and my sisters? That was a problem for later. I climbed into the passenger seat as Mark started up his car.

"So, if you lived here, you must have went to Washington High School," Mark said.

"I did." Then I smiled at him. "But, since I'm so much younger than you, we didn't go at the same time."

"We're both in our twenties," Mark pointed out.

I shrugged. "You probably went to school at the same time as Shannon. She must have been a year or two behind you."

"Small world, huh?" Mark laughed. "I'm surprised we hadn't met earlier."

The drive to my dad's was short. It strange being back here after I had fucked him without his knowledge only a few hours ago. Mark pulled into the driveway and we pulled out, followed by April and Felicity.

My dad blinked at the sight of us, then he noticed Felicity and April. "Did you enjoy my gift?" I asked. "Was the slut that fucked you hot and tight, Daddy?"

He spluttered. "Mary?"

"Answer her," Mark ordered, fighting a grin.

"She was. I wish I hadn't been blindfolded."

"But it was so much fun, Daddy," I laughed. "You had no idea it was me."

My dad really spluttered as I sauntered into the house. After watching the family fun at Mark's house, I didn't see the need to hide my incestuous desires for my father. I should have just been open about it from the start and not blindfolded him, but I had been afraid of crossing that one line.

But now I had crossed it, and incest was amazing. I had to fuck my father again, just not tonight. Mark and I really needed to get home.

"Mr. Sullivan," Mark said. "I'm going to give you three commands and then you can ignore any other commands of mine."

My father blinked and slowly said, "Okay."

"First, you need to be available for Mary to fuck so she can perform the Zimmah ritual whenever she needs to. Second, you will let me perform the Zimmah ritual on you. Third, you have to move into our neighborhood so we can protect you. Got that?"

My father nodded. His aura turned jet black, a thrall to Mark.

"Good," I nodded. I put my arm through his and stared up at him. "Daddy, would you like your own sex slave?"

My dad's eyes slid over to Felicity and April. He swallowed.

"Ooh, do you want one of them? They'll both be eager. Right, sluts?"

"We will, Mistress," Felicity nodded, her voice so cute and innocent. April nodded in agreement with her. She had her phone out and was texting something.

"Felicity," my father said, his voice hoarse.

"So you can have your very own naughty schoolgirl to fuck, Daddy?" I asked fondly. "I just bet there are loads of your students you've been secretly fantasizing over." My dad taught community college.

"Yeah," Dad swallowed. He had an embarrassed smile on his face as Felicity walked over.

"You belong to my dad now," I told her. "He's your master."

She beamed. My dad took her hand and led his new sex slave into the back. As he left, Missy, blinking at the sight of our dad taking a schoolgirl into his bedroom, flounced out into the living room. She grinned at Mark. "What's going on?"

"We're handing out sex slaves," I told my sister, "and Mark has a few orders for you."

"A sex salve," gushed Missy as Mark gave her the same orders I gave Betty.

"Can Damien live with me?" asked Missy. "Since Friday night, we've been talking about moving in together."

"Of course. Give Mark your phone, he'll arrange everything."

My sister obeyed, then she sidled up to me as Mark spoke to Damien. "So, what's this about a sex slave? Like those three girls that were at your house?"

"Oh, we have more than those three," I winked at my sister. "And that's exactly what I'm talking about."

"Ooh," shuddered my sister. "Dawn Cooper."

"Not April there?" I asked.

My little sister shook her head emphatically, her strawberry-blonde curls tumbling about her head. "Dawn Cooper has been a bitch to me since grade school. She always picked on me. We shared a bus stop and she would always say mean things to me. I want her to be my slave."

I hugged my sister. "I remember the little skank. It'll feel really nice when she's yours to abuse." I gave my little sister a hot kiss.

Mark Glassner

"Damn that's hot," muttered Damien over the phone. "My own sex slave?"

"Yeah," I answered, my eyes glued on Mary and her little sister kissing hard, their tongues dueling. Though Missy was eighteen, she didn't look it when compared to her older sister.

"Anyone?" Damien asked.

I liked Damien. "Sure."

"Could I have Mrs. Corra, my math teacher. She has these amazing knockers and always dresses to show them off."

I laughed, remembering Damien mentioning some busty teacher he had a thing for last Friday. "Sure, do you know where she lives?"

"No," sighed Damien. Then he added helpfully, "But her first name's Polly."

"Sure, I'll track her down." I hung up and then leered, "That is hot, ladies."

Mary and her sister broke their kiss and grinned at me. "So, Damien's all set?"

"I promised him one of his teachers for a sex slave."

"Mrs. Corra?" Missy asked.

I nodded.
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