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This is a revised version of the story that I published on Smashword starting back in 2014. It is rewritten with much-added material. However, I did have to age up some of the characters so no one is underage in this version.

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Sunday, June 3rd, 2074 – Chasity “Chase” Glassner – Redding, CA

“So she’s coming along?” I asked when my siblings and Queenie met us downstairs. Sarah was with them, dressed in Queenie’s shirt and Reina’s pants. Sarah swallowed, her blue eyes wide as she stared at me.

“Yeah.” Rex shrugged before his hand slid down to fondle Sarah’s ass. “We had a nice family get-together last night. Sarah’s got nothing left for her here.”

“She’s coming.” Reina nodded vigorously. “She’s our sister. She can’t be left behind to be tormented by these fanatics.”

“It is dangerous,” Sister Stella pointed out. “We’ll be leaving the safety of California and crossing into Oregon soon. And after that is Washington State itself. It’s a stronghold for Glassnerians.”

“We’re children of Mark,” Rex shrugged. “The Glassnerians will love us.”

“Please let me come,” Sarah whispered. “I won’t be a bother.”

“Plus, she’s lactating.” Rex’s hand on her ass slid up to squeeze her breast through her shirt. Sarah’s cheeks reddened. “It’s delicious.”

“Rex,” Sarah moaned, shuddering in shock. “You shouldn’t say such things in public.”

“Chase is no stranger to loving her siblings. It won’t be long before the pair of you are licking and sucking and loving each other,” Reina promised Sarah. “You loved what Queenie and I did to you last night, right?”

Sarah nodded, her cheeks going even more scarlet. The poor girl was as unprepared for the depravity of the twins as Queenie had been. I wondered how long it would take them to completely corrupt Sarah.

“Chase knows how to lick pussy,” Queenie added, hugging Sarah from behind.

I guess Queenie had been dragged into that same depravity by the twins. I bet it wouldn’t be long before Sarah was just as wanton. My pussy itched. She was beautiful.

“She can come,” I said. I hugged Sarah and kissed her on the lips. I gave her just a flick of my tongue before I broke the kiss. “You’re our sister. I wouldn’t leave you here if you didn’t want to stay.”

“Fine.” Sister Stella sighed. “I guess I can’t blame the girl for wanting to get away from this town. But we don’t have enough tents. Where will she sleep?”

Rex laughed. “Sister Stella, you can’t be that stupid. She’s our girlfriend.”

Reina nodded. “There’s plenty of room in our tent. We love sleeping tight. It makes for so much fun at night.”

Sarah’s cheeks blushed darker. “It was… fun last night.”

“All right, we need to get going, okay,” I said. “I bought some supplies while you four were sleeping in.”

Rex’s grin spread across his brown face, his blue eyes twinkling. In some ways, he looked so much like our father. He definitely had his appetite. I bet Father would be proud of Rex for building his own little harem.

I guess I was a little proud of him, too.

I put my arm around Rex and pulled him away from his women. In a lowered voice, I asked, “Is Sarah sticking around permanently?”

“Maybe,” he nodded. “If we all get along. She’s pretty amazing.”

“You’re turning into quite the stud. Are you sure you’re up to the challenge of pleasing those women?”

“I have more than enough stamina.” Rex grinned while his hand slipped down to squeeze my ass. “I can even visit you and Sister Stella sometime and share my love.”

“Stella doesn’t like men,” I told him.

“What a pity,” he said and then gave a theatrics sigh. “She’s cute.”

I glanced at Sister Stella, her platinum-blonde hair peeking out from her white veil, her gray eyes on mine, a slight smile on her lips. My heart raced faster. I did love staring at her. “Yes, she is.”

“Is she going to be permanent?” Rex asked.

“Did you finally notice?” I giggled. “Or did Reina explain things to you?”

“Queenie.” Rex shrugged. “Well?”

“Maybe.” My cheeks burned. “Hopefully.”

“Good. You need to be happy, too.” Rex squeezed my ass again. “Whenever you need it, my cock’s ready and willing.”

“You horny brat.” I laughed and pushed him away. “Sister Stella’s giving me all the attention I need right now. Besides, your women would be mad if I drained you dry.”

Rex grinned.

Sister Stella moved up beside me as Rex grabbed the reins of our pack mule, Alison, pulling her along. His women gathered around him, chattering away as they shouldered their packs. Sister Stella’s hand slipped into mine, warm and soft. A shudder of heat ran through me.

“Did you mean that?” Sister Stella whispered.

“I did,” I said. “When this is over, and you take away my…powers, I want you to stay with me.”

“But I’m a nun. I have my duties.”

“Your gift can be passed on to another woman.” I tensed. “You don’t have to keep being one. Or I’ll come with you on your missions, but…”

“You would grow old, and I would stay young.” Sister Stella’s hand tightened on mine. “When I accepted this gift, I was so happy. I felt like I had a purpose for the first time in my life. I thought I would be doing this forever.

“And then I met you.” She looked at me, her gray eyes so wide open.

“Wow.” Tears beaded in my eyes. “That’s beautiful.” I swallowed, fighting my emotions. The townsfolk of Redding were watching us walk by as we headed back to the ruins of I-5 to continue north.

“I’d like to stay with you,” Stella said. “But… I’m so torn. I don’t know. Yet.”

I squeezed her hand back. “I understand.”

“Good luck, Holy Saint!” a boy shouted.

The cry began to spread. I glanced around, my shoulders hunching. I hated the worship people gave me. None of them knew the truth about me or why I killed my parents. They all thought I was this semi-divine being, a righteous angel that had gladly destroyed the Tyrants.

My hand was dirty, stained with my family’s blood. The look of disbelief on Father’s face would be forever seared into my mind. The hilt of that filthy dagger had been seared into my palm. I would never forget plunging the dagger into his side as he hugged me. He’d been so happy to see me.

I betrayed him.

“I’m such a monster,” I whispered, hunching my shoulders. I needed to get out of this town and away from their blind worship.

Sister Stella squeezed my hand. She was a wonderful woman.

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Tuesday, June 5th, 2074 – Sarah Goldman – Mount Shasta, CA

Walking wasn’t so bad when I had my new family with me. I was just so thrilled to be with them. The twins and Queenie were amazing, so loving and generous. Even if my nipples did ache from their constant suckling, I was so happy.

It was worth a little tenderness to share my mother’s milk with them.

After the first day of walking, I thought my feet would fall off. The moment we were in the tent, I couldn’t believe my lovers still had the strength to fool around. But as they started rubbing my feet, massaging away the pain, I began to grow horny, too.

The three of them licked and nuzzled at my feet. I gasped and squirmed and let them do whatever they wanted to my body. Our second night was just the same, though my feet didn’t hurt quite as much. Once we were in our tent, we were writhing together. It didn’t matter who you licked and touched in that tent; it just mattered that we shared our passion with each other.

“Isn’t that beautiful!” Queenie squealed. Her gasp brought me out of my thoughts.

It was our third day. I glanced up at Queenie as she broke away from us. She raced to the concrete barrier of I-5 as it wound around Mount Shasta. The massive mountain loomed over us, its summit topped by snow. Queenie hopped over the barricade into a field of wildflowers.

Reina caught my gaze and beamed at me. I took her hand, and we raced to join Queenie. The field was so beautiful. A carpet of reds, oranges, blues, purples, pinks, and white. So much beauty. I giggled as I leaped over the barrier with Reina.

“What are you doing?” Rex demanded.

“Picking flowers!” Reina declared, bending over and began plucking wildflowers. When she had several, her brown fingers began weaving the stems together.

“I guess we can break for lunch here,” Chase said with a shrug.

Rex sighed and led Alison the mule to the barrier. He tied her lead to a piece of rusting metal sticking out of the concert. Then he sat on the barrier, watching the three of us as we sat down in the field, weaving the flowers together to form crowns.

“For you, Queenie,” Reina declared, dropping the crown on Queenie’s head. The black-haired woman beamed, her face so pale and innocent. My heart beat faster as I finished my crown and placed it on Reina’s head.

“And last for you,” Queenie said. She lifted up her crown of flowers and gently set it on my head. And then she kissed me. “You deserve to wear this. You’re the daughter of a God.”

A tear trickled down my cheek. “Thank you.” I touched the crown, the sweet scent of the flowers tickling my nose. “I… I…”

Reina put her arm around my shoulders. “It’s time, isn’t it?”

I glanced at her, my eyes widening. Her blue eyes were knowing. “Yes, it is.” I looked around at the wildflowers and the majestic Mount Shasta looming over us. “This spot is just beautiful.”

“I hear our father married Mary in a field of wildflowers,” Reina nodded, standing up. “I think this is perfect.”

My cheeks reddened as she helped me up. “I think so, too. I knew I would marry Rex the moment I came up to your hotel room.”

“You’re marrying all of us,” Queenie corrected me as she stood. “Don’t forget that.”

“I won’t,” I sighed.

“Well, let’s go tell the oblivious groom.” Reina glanced at our brother and shook her head. “Look at him. He has no idea what’s going on.”

“It’s best that way,” Queenie giggled. “It keeps him from interfering.”

All three of us burst into conspiratorial giggles.

Queenie and Reina put their arms around my waist and the three of us walked to Rex. He grinned as he saw us, hunger in his eyes. “Are we playing?” he asked, licking his lips. “Because I am feeling mighty thirsty.”

“Get down on your knees, Rex,” Queenie said. “It’s time for you to propose to Sarah.”

“Huh?” Rex blinked.

“Sarah’s ready, and we all know it’s going to happen eventually,” Reina informed. “So let’s just get it out of the way.”

“It’s so pretty here,” Queenie added. “This is the perfect spot.”

“For me to propose?”

I giggled at Rex’s confusion. “For us to get married. You need to pay attention, dear.”

“Marriage? What?”

“Yes, so get proposing,” Queenie said. “We don’t have all day.”

“But make it super romantic,” Reina added.

“That’s a lot of pressure to put on a guy,” Rex muttered as he slipped off the concrete barrier. He took my hand, a warm flush rushing through me. “So, you want to get married, huh?”

“Is that my proposal?” I demanded in annoyance.

“Do better, or there’s no sex for you for a week,” Reina admonished.

“You could never go one day without sex,” Rex laughed.

“I have two other wives that I can have fun with,” Reina said, arching her eyebrows.

“But you’d miss my hard cock pushing into your tight pussy.”

Reina’s eyes narrowed. “Just do a better job, okay.”

“Right.” Rex took a deep breath, looking up into my eyes. “Sarah, you are one of the three most amazing women that I’ve known. You have beautiful breasts and delicious milk. I love to touch you, suckle you, make love to you.”

Queenie blushed bright right. “This isn’t an appropriate proposal.”

“I want to keep making love to you and drinking your creamy milk. I want you to be my wife so we can be together forever, enjoying each other, loving each other, and sharing our joy with these conniving sluts.”

His vulgar words made me smile. “I will,” I declared. “You can suckle from my tits any time you like.”

“How about now?”

I laughed. “Mmm, but we’re not married yet.”

“What is going on?” Chase asked, walking over. She had a crown of flowers over her auburn hair. A matching one graced Sister Stella’s veil-covered head.

“We’re getting married!” Reina exclaimed.

“You already are married,” Chase reminded her. “I performed the ceremony myself.”

“We’re marrying Sarah,” Queenie added, giving me a hug. “Sister Stella, will you do it?”

“Right here?” the nun asked.

“It’s gorgeous,” I gushed. “Please do this?”

Sister Stella glanced at Chase. Our oldest sister shrugged her shoulders. “At least they won’t be fucking out of wedlock.”

“Three wives,” Sister Stella shook her head. “This is such a departure from the teachings of the Church.”

“And so is what we did last night,” Chase reminded the nun. My older sister hugged Sister Stella. “I don’t seem to recall you objecting.”

“I don’t know,” Reina giggled. “I heard her passionate moans.”

Chase winked at our sister. “Those weren’t objections, but encouragements.”

Sister Stella’s cheeks were crimson. “Fine. I’ll marry them.”

More tears ran down my cheeks.

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Rex Glassner

I stood with Reina on my left and Queenie on my right, both my wives’ arms entwined with mine. They beamed, looking radiant with the flowers perched on their foreheads. Sister Stella stood nearby, her back stiff, her lips tight. She really didn’t approve of this.

I didn’t care. I was excited to add Sarah to our family. She was amazing and fun, and not just because her breasts were filled with the creamiest treat I’d ever tasted. She was family. She was our sister. It felt so right to bring her into our marriage. My heart beat faster as she walked closer, clutching a bouquet of flowers before her, a big smile on her lips.

Chase escorted her, our big sister also beaming, though her smile had an amused cast to it. Despite being sisters, Sarah and Chase didn’t look much alike, though they had the same blue eyes, just like Reina and me. Chase took after Mary, her face freckled and her hair auburn, but Sarah had brown hair, like our father. She almost looked like a fair-skinned version of Reina.

Queenie hummed the marriage march and bounced on her heels. Her shirt was half-unbuttoned, the day growing hot, and her impressive cleavage kept distracting me from Sarah’s radiant approach.

Reina’s fingers tightened on my arm. “Stop staring down Queenie’s blouse,” she hissed softly. “Pay attention to our new bride.”

“They’re so inviting,” I whispered back.

Queenie didn’t stop her humming, but her smile grew larger.

I pried my eyes away to watch Sarah’s approach. She floated through the wildflowers on Chase’s arms. My sister-bride had such a large smile on her lips. I swallowed, the importance of this moment falling on me.

She would be mine forever.

When she arrived, Chase handed her off to us. The three of us took Sarah’s hands, holding them as we faced her, Chase beaming at us. A tear formed in her blue eyes.

I didn’t pay attention to Sister Stella’s sermon. It wasn’t long, and it was all about love and fidelity. She quoted a few passages from the bible. I just kept staring at Sarah, my heart beating faster. My nose was filled with the scent of flowers and my three women. Finally, Sister Stella got to the important part.

“Do you, Sarah Goldman, take Rex, Reina, and Queenie Glassner to be your lawfully wedded husband and wives, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?” Sister Stella asked.

“I do,” Sarah smiled in a ringing voice.

“Do you, Rex, Reina, and Queenie Glassner, take Sarah Goldman to be your lawfully wedded spouse, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?”

“I do,” I said in unison with my two wives.

“Then by the power invested in me by the New Christian Church and in the sight of our Lord and Creator, I declare you husband and wives. You may kiss your bride.”

The three of us pulled Sarah to us, our arms engulfing her, our lips meeting in a kiss. We couldn’t all kiss at once, but we tried, our lips moving from spouse to spouse, sharing our love and happiness.

My cock hardened in my pants as these three amazing women writhed against me. My head spun with heady excitement. I don’t know who pulled us down into the wildflowers, but we all went willingly, hands touching and stroking, undoing buttons, pulling off clothes.

“I guess we’re camping here then?” Chase asked.

“Yeah!” I groaned as my shirt came off, three feminine hands roaming my muscular body.

“We’re celebrating,” Reina declared, pulling me down to the three women.

“You can join us?” I added, glancing at Sister Stella.

The nun blushed and shook her head.

“What a pity,” I laughed and buried my face into Sarah’s exposed breasts.

Hunger surged through me. My lips found her dark-red nipple. I latched on and suckled. That wonderful, delicious, creamy breast milk flooded my mouth. The sweet flavor melted across my taste buds. I swirled it about with my tongue, savoring it before I swallowed.

I reveled in the flavor. It was an incredible delight to enjoy. I groaned as I nursed, my cheeks hollowing. I sucked hard, bringing moans and gasps from my new bride. She tossed her head, whimpering on the ground.

“Don’t hog,” Reina moaned.

I sucked, gathering another mouthful of breast milk, then I released Sarah’s nub. I turned and seized my twin sister’s neck. I pulled her to me, kissing Reina on the lips. I thrust my tongue into her mouth, sharing the wonderful cream with her.

Reina moaned into the kiss. Her tongue met with mine. We traded the milk back and forth, both of us loving that wonderful treat. Reina groaned. Her hands pressed onto my naked chest. She pushed me down until I was on my back, her lithe body draping over mine.

“Mmm, look at them,” Queenie moaned.

“I know,” said Sarah. “Twins are hot together.”

I groaned into the kiss with my twin, loving Queenie and Sarah watching us. My cock throbbed beneath Reina’s belly, leaking precum as we shared the last of the milk. She squirmed atop me, massaging my dick.

I groaned when new hands found my body. Not Reina’s. Queenie and Sarah stroked us as I kissed my twin. Their touch was amazing. I groaned, my tongue dueling with Reina’s as the touches set fire blazing across my skin.

“Oh, god,” Reina moaned when she broke our kiss. She rose up.

Queenie sucked my twin’s small nipple into her hungry mouth. Reina groaned in delight while I grinned at the sight.

“I think you’re still thirsty,” Sarah smiled, bringing her milk-heavy breast to my lips. “Care for a suck?”

“Yes,” I grinned, opening wide as she lowered her round breast to my mouth. Her nipple brushed my lip.

I latched on and sucked.

I held my sister-wife close and nursed with hunger. That creamy, delicious treat squirted out of her nub and poured down my throat. I suckled, my hand pushed down into the front of her pants. She whimpered as I found her soft landing strip of pubic hair. I followed the line of silk lower and lower, brushed the hot folds of her pussy.

Her clit.

She gasped in delight as I massaged her sensitive bud and suckled from her nipple. Her milk squired as I diddled her. She gasped and undulated. Her pussy grew hotter, coating my fingers in her juices.

“Let’s eat Sarah out!” Queenie gasped from beside me. “Get her nice and ready for our husband’s cock.”

“Oh, yes!” Reina giggled.

“I like that idea,” Sarah moaned and pulled away from me. Her nipple popped out of my mouth.

I sat up and smiled, watching the show. Queenie and Reina dragged down Sarah’s pants and then pushed her legs apart. The pair of vixens settled between Sarah’s thighs. They leaned down to lick and nuzzle at her pussy.

Pleasure crossed Sarah’s face. She shuddered, her eyes wide as the rapture surged through her. She shuddered, her head shaking from side to side. Her round breasts quivered as Reina and Queenie took turns running their tongues up Sarah’s slit.

One after another, they licked. Lapped. Their pink lips caressed juicy folds. Sarah shuddered in delight. I grinned at the sight, savoring two of my wives pleasing my third. I breathed in the flowery scents, Mount Shasta looming over us.

This was a magical place. I see why my father married his wife on a field of wildflowers beneath a majestic mountain.

“Oh, that’s wonderful,” Sarah moaned, her milk-laden tits quivering.

“You need to lube your cock,” Reina purred, glancing at me. “Queenie and I are ready to help with that.” Reina shook her hips as she bent down to lick at Sarah’s pussy.

My cock throbbed. I needed no more encouragement than that. I moved behind both women. Sarah smiled at me, her eyes fluttering as she squeezed her breasts together. White jets of milk flew up, landing on her tits and running across her mounds.

I tore my gaze away from that delicious sight to fall upon two gorgeous asses before me, Queenie’s pale rear and Reina’s brown. I gave them both a squeeze, trying to decide which pussy I should fuck first.

“Don’t just stand there and watch,” Queenie moaned, throwing a look over her shoulder. Her crown of flowers was still on her head, though the flowers were a little crushed from the fun she was having.

I seized Queenie’s long, black braid, pulling her head around so I could give her a kiss. Sarah’s tangy pussy stained Queenie’s lips, an added delight to kissing my buxom wife. She whimpered again, her tongue brushing my lips.

When I broke the kiss, I told her, “I want to fuck you both. It’s hard to choose.”

“Fuck me,” Queenie moaned. “Reina’s busy, husband of mine.”

“Oh, you little slut,” Reina gasped, popping her head up. She shoved Queenie’s mouth down to Sarah’s pussy. “Now I’m available, brother of mine.”

“I think you cheated,” I laughed and drove my cock into Queenie’s pussy. I shuddered as her tight flesh wrapped around me.

“Cheaters never prosper,” moaned Sarah. “Oh, yes, Queenie. I love it when you do that! Get me so wet for our husband’s cock!”

I slammed my cock in deep a few times into Queenie’s wonderful pussy, then ripped out of her tight twat. I shifted over and slammed into Reina’s hot sheath. My twin sister moaned her appreciation as she leaned down to lick and suck at Sarah’s pussy. Both of my wives cheeks pressed together as they hungrily feasted.

I thrust hard into Reina’s cunt, enjoying my twin sister about me. It was such a hot treat while watching Reina and Queenie devour Sarah’s pussy. She squeezed her tits again, more milk spurting out and raining down on them.

“Yes!” Sarah gasped, shuddering. “Both tongues. Oh, yes! Mary’s tits, that’s amazing!”

I ripped my cock out of Reina’s pussy and slammed back into Queenie’s, my hands squeezing her ass. I loved the feel of her plump rump beneath my hands as I rammed deep into her pussy. As I kneaded her rump, I pried apart her butt-cheeks, exposing her asshole.

A naughty idea popped into my head as my balls smacked into Queenie’s clit.

Reina wiggled her ass as I plowed Queenie. I shifted my hand from Queenie’s rump to my twin’s rear. I squeezed Reina’s asscheeks before pulling on it and unveiling her winking backdoor. My dick throbbed in Queenie’s pussy.

I want to fuck both their asses. Their pussies have lubed me. I grinned. It was such a naughty thought my subconscious had come up with.

I ripped out of Queenie’s pussy and slammed into Reina’s twat, soaking myself in their juices. Both of my wives were tight, but I loved how they felt differently. You could blindfold me, and I would recognize all my women’s cunts just by the feel of their sheaths wrapped about my dick. I rubbed at Queenie’s pussy as I plowed Reina, all three women gasping and moaning.

My plan had gripped me. I had to do it. A heady rush shot through me, mixed with the pleasure flowing down my cock from my sister’s pussy. Queenie and Reina both moaned, feasting on Sarah’s twat.

“You’re so sexy, Rex,” Sarah moaned. “I love watching your chest ripple as you fuck them. Mmm, I’m going to cum on their faces.”

“Cream their faces,” I growled. “The sluts are eager to drink your juices.”

“Oh, yes!” Reina moaned, her pussy squeezing around my cock. “Our brother knows us so well.”

I ripped my cock out of Reina and shifted over to Queenie. I didn’t bury into her pussy.

“You naughty husband!” Queenie gasped, her head throwing back as I slammed into her velvety asshole. “Oh, yes. Fuck my ass.”

Her anal ring didn’t stand a chance against my pussy-lubed cock. I plundered her asshole in a stroke, my balls smacking into her side. Queenie shuddered, her head tossing as her bowels gripped my dick.

“Don’t stop licking me!” groaned Sarah. She pulled Queenie’s face back down, forcing her to eat hot pussy. “I’m so close to erupting. Keep going. I need your tongues to make me cum!”

Queenie’s asshole clenched down on my cock as she resumed tonguing my sister. I savored my wife’s tight anal grip. I fucked her slow but hard. My balls tightened as I enjoyed her velvety flesh wrapped around me.

It was such a treat to enjoy. A wonderful hole to plunder. My balls tightened as I thrust away at her. I buried into her again and again. I didn’t want to pull out. I wanted to keep fucking her ass until I erupted.

But Reina’s ass beckoned.

“Fuck!” I moaned as I ripped out of Queenie’s bowels and shifted over so my cock lined up at Reina’s puckered ass. “Ready, sis?”

“Always!” she moaned.

I thrust into my twin’s bowels. Her anal ring parted with ease. I groaned as I sank into her velvety embrace. She was as tight as Queenie, massing my cock as I slid to the hilt in her. Reina moaned her delight.

I squeezed her hips as I savored her hot sheath. Then I drew back out, shuddering the entire time. Her anal sheath massaged me. She clenched, massaging me with her bowels, eager for my cum. It was a tight heaven. An amazing treat.

I pumped a few times at her as Queenie and Reina feasted on Sarah’s cunt. They devoured our new wife, loving her. I shuddered, Queenie’s rump wiggling. I couldn’t ignore her. With a groan, I ripped out of Reina’s bowels and plunged into Queenie.

“Brother of mine!” Reina whimpered.

“Ooh, yes, yes, Rex!” Queenie moaned. “That’s wonderful.”

I shuddered and nodded, thrusting hard into her velvety depths. My balls smacked into her taint as I plundered her. Sarah shuddered on her back, her head tossing back and forth while I savored Queenie’s tight bowels.

Then I switched.

“Ooh, fuck them, brother,” Sarah moaned as I buried to the hilt in Reina’s bowels. “They squeal when you pound them. It feels so good on my pussy.”

“Great,” I panted, my dick throbbing and aching. I plundered Reina’s asshole hard.

After a few strokes, I returned to Queenie’s anal heaven. I reveled in her tight grip. It was incredible to use them both. I went back and forth between their tight asses. Making them moan and gasp as they feasted on Sarah.

My cock throbbed, reveling in the passion. My blood screamed through my veins as I pumped away hard and fast. I plowed to the hilt in my sister’s asshole. I rammed hard into Queenie’s bowels. They both moaned and gasped.

“Oh, my god, yes!” gasped Sarah. “You two… You’re amazing!” She bucked on the ground, her face twisting in rapture.

“Are you cumming?” I groaned, my dick currently plundering Queenie’s delightful ass.

“Yes!” Sarah howled. “Drink my juices down.”

I switched to Reina’s asshole, shifting on the ground as my new sister-wife screamed for all the world to hear. She bucked and gasped, milk leaking from those delicious tits. My balls were begging to unload as I watched Sarah’s beautiful body convulse.

It was so hot to see. I couldn’t take much more. Going back and forth between my two women’s assholes had reached a feverish peak. I slammed to the hilt in Reina’s asshole before I ripped my cock out of her.

Stroking my cock, I grunted, “Fuck, you three are the sexiest women in the world!”

My dick erupted.

The first blast of cum painted Reina’s shaved slit. My pearly jizz coated her plump vulva while the pleasure slammed through my mind. I quickly aimed my cock at Queenie as the second blast erupted, squirting right across her clit and labia. The thick, white cum mixed with her dew covering her slit.

I shuddered with each blast, the pleasure flowing through my body. I bathed their asses and cunts. I painted ropy lines of my spunk across Reina and Queenie’s rumps. It ran down their butt-cheeks and dripped down their thighs.

“Fuck, yes!” I groaned as a final spurt splattered Queenie’s milky thigh.

“Oh, that’s hot,” Reina moaned. She lifted her head from Sarah’s snatch and threw a look over her shoulder at me. Pussy cream dripped from her chin.

“We need to sixty-nine,” Queenie moaned. “I want to lick your snatch clean, wife of mine.”

Reina nodded her head excitedly. “Rex, your new bride is ready. Fuck her hard.”

“Yes!” Sarah moaned.

Reina pushed Queenie down and straddled her face. Reina leaned over and buried her head between Queenie’s thighs. Their arms wrapped around each other as they noisily feasted on each other, licking up my cum off each other’s snatches.

I grinned as I moved between Sarah’s thighs “Aren’t they sexy?”

Sarah nodded her flushed face. Her hand reached down and grasped my cock. “And so is this.” She stroked my shaft. It was dirty with our wives’ asses. Sarah guided me to her wet pussy, rubbing my cock up and down on her slit. “Are you going to consummate our wedding?”

“Yes,” I grinned and drove into her hot depths.

My filthy cock buried into her pussy. My new sister-bride groaned, her tight pussy buffing my dick clean. Her lactating breasts jiggled. She felt incredible, a silky heaven wrapped about my cock. I savored it, my balls growing tighter and tighter.

I leaned over and kissed her. She shuddered, her arms wrapping around mine. Our bodies writhed together. Her wet nipples rubbed into my chest, smearing milk across my skin. I loved it. My dick throbbed as I buried into her again and again.

“Yes, yes, yes, lick that cum off my twat,” moaned Queenie.

“Mmm, such a good treat,” Reina moaned. “Jizz-flavored twat!”

I groaned, listening to my other wives feasting on each other. I thrust hard into Sara’s pussy. Her cunt squeezed tight and hot around me. She undulated her hips, matching the rhythm of my thrust. She trembled beneath me.

She felt incredible. My dick plunged hard into her as we kissed. Her arms hugged me tight while she squirmed beneath me. Her pussy massaged me, buffing my cock clean of our wives’ asses. It was such a treat.

I broke the kiss, needing to tell her about my feelings. I nuzzled into her ear and moaned, “You’re so sexy. I love fucking my sisters.”

“Is that why you married me?” Sarah moaned. “Because I love fucking my brother!”

I nipped her ear. “Saucy slut. Keep working those hips.”

“Mmm, like this?” She danced her hips, stirring that wonderful cunt around my dick.

“Fuck, yes. I love you.”

We kissed again. The sun warmed my back as I made love to her. Sarah’s thighs wrapped around my waist, pulling me in as our bodies heaved together. I shuddered, her fingers clawing at my back. I loved every moment with her.

I worked faster, harder, pounding her with all the vigor I could muster. I wanted to spill my seed in her. The pressure built and built with each thrust into her cunt. I buried into her, savoring the feel of her pussy about my dick.

“Queenie!” Reina moaned.

“Yes, yes, let’s cum together!” Queenie answered.

As they squealed in delight, I buried hard into Sarah’s twat. She gripped me. Massaged me. It was an incredible delight to experience. I groaned, kissing her hard. My tongue danced with hers. Her pussy squeezed around me. I shuddered, plunging into her hard and fast.

She broke the kiss, whimpering. “I’m getting there.”

“Yeah?” I asked. “Going to cum on my dick?”

“You know it,” she panted. “Just a little more.

I thrust hard into her. I buried into her twat, savoring her juicy grip around me. Her thighs squeezed about my hips. She shuddered, her face twisting in rapture. She whimpered as I buried deep and hard into her cunt.

“Rex!” she moaned. “Oh, yes! Keep doing that! I’m going to cum so hard! I love it! I love cumming!”

“Do it!” I moaned, pounding her harder, my balls smacking into her taint. I was so close.

“Just a few more…” Her pussy grew hotter. “Oh, yes, yes. Just like that. Rex!”

Her thighs tightened about my waist as she gasped out in rapture. Her body shuddered beneath me, and her blue eyes rolled up into her head. Her pussy spasmed around my plunging cock. She writhed as her orgasm washed through her.

I held her tight, savoring her flesh writhing beneath me. Her pussy massaged me. Every stroke brought me closer and closer to my eruption. The pressure built in my balls. My cock ached. Sarah’s pussy rippled around me.

“Cum in her, husband of mine,” Queenie said, a big smile on her pussy-smeared face. She stretched out beside us, her big, pillowy tits brushing our flesh. I pulled her in close as I slammed into Sarah.

“Flood her, brother of mine,” Reina moaned as she sank down on the other side. Her fingers rubbed at my back as she nuzzled in and kissed Sarah’s lips.

My balls tightened. I slammed into Sarah’s pussy. I flooded her with cum.

The pleasure was intense. I groaned as every muscle in my body tensed. Explosive blasts of jizz erupted out of me, each one plunging rapture through my body. I growled, holding Queenie tight to me as Sarah’s pussy spasmed around me.

More and more of my jizz flooded her cunt. Ecstasy slammed into my mind. I grew dizzy with it. I savored it. Her pussy convulsed around me, milking out every drop of my spunk. I growled as I fired the last of my cum into her.

My orgasm hit its limit. I panted and collapsed on Sarah.

I held my three wives, savoring this moment. I was so glad I had them. Two sisters and the sexiest woman alive.

* * *

Chasity “Chase” Glassner

“Look at them go,” Sister Stella giggled, sitting up in the grass. Her naked breasts were kissed by the tips of fuzzy stalks.

I licked my lips, stretching as I did. Sister Stella’s pussy stained my lips. I put an arm around her shoulders and watched my siblings and Queenie. Rex was on his back, Queenie’s big tits wrapped around his cock while Reina licked Sarah’s pussy.

“They’re inexhaustible,” I sighed, leaning my head on Sister Stella’s shoulder.

“Youths,” Sister Stella giggled.

“How old are you?”

“I was born in 2014,” Sister Stella answered.

I laughed. “So we’re the same age.”

“But we don’t look it,” the nun smiled. “Should we stop them? Maybe we should keep traveling.”

I shrugged. “The day’s lost. Besides, we’re almost to Oregon.” I swallowed, glancing north. “Let them have their fun.”

I wasn’t looking forward to Oregon.

“And we can have ours?” Sister Stella grinned, pushing me back down.

“Definitely,” I purred as Sister Stella settled atop me, her body lithe. I cupped her small breast, pinching her nipple as we kissed. My sweet and spicy pussy stained Sister Stella’s lips. I tasted so much like Mother. I closed my eyes and pictured I was kissing mother for a moment, enjoying her passion.

But Mother had bigger tits.

Sister Stella’s pubic hair brushed my pussy as she settled atop me. She humped, rubbing her vulva against mine. I moaned into her kiss, the passion stirring inside me. I ran my hands down her supple back, squeezing her ass and pulling her against me, my clit tickled by her curly, trimmed bush.

Our bodies worked together. Naughty delights shot through me. I groaned into the kiss, savoring the pleasure of her. The taste of her on my lips, the feel of her lithe body atop mine. Joy surged through me.

I broke the kiss and moaned, “Mmm, that’s nice.”

Our hips writhed slowly together as Sister Stella moaned, “Oh, yes.” She stared down into my eyes. “It’s always nice with you.”

I squeezed her ass tight and pulled her harder into my pussy. Our clits brushed, pleasure shivering through me. It was such a naughty delight to experience. Our bodies moved together, working towards our mutual pleasure.

We would both cum so hard.

Aching to orgasm, I rolled her onto her back. My breasts pressed against hers. I kissed her again, tribbing her harder as we shared our passion. Our hips danced, mine guiding us now. Her hands stroked my back as pleasure rippled out of my cunt.

Sister Stella’s tongue swirled in my mouth as we made love. Her fingers dipped down, squeezing my ass. Her fingers were naughty, sliding up and down my crack. She brushed my asshole. I whimpered against her.

She broke the kiss and smiled at me. I gasped as her finger plunged into my asshole. My bowels clenched around her naughty digit. I ground my clit harder against her pussy as kinky pleasure rippled out of my anal sheath.

“You naughty nun,” I moaned, breaking our kiss. “Keep fingering my ass.”

“I couldn’t resist,” she moaned, shoving a second finger inside me. “It’s such a hot ass,”

I groaned as her two digits stretched out my sphincter. She plunged them in and out of me as I writhed atop her. I tribbed our pussies together, loving her. My nose nuzzled into her as my climax built and built.

Every brush of my clit against her flesh stirred my passion. I moaned and shuddered, squirming harder, savoring every moment we humped our bodies together. I kissed her, my tongue exploring her mouth. She tasted so sweet, and her body was so warm beneath me.

Our pussies ground together, smearing each other with our excitement and building our pleasure. I humped harder, eager for another orgasm. Her fingers plunged into my depths as the pressure built and built towards that moment.

She kissed me hard, her fingers thrusting faster and faster. The added delight fueled me toward my orgasm. My cunt grew hotter and hotter. Juices dribbled out as I rubbed my clit in fast circles against her hard bud.

“Sister Stella!” I moaned, breaking the kiss. I squirmed atop her, my bowels clenching about her probing fingers. “You wonderful woman. I love you.”

She beamed. “I love you, too.”

She kissed me as my orgasm exploded through me. My pussy squirted hot juices onto her cunt while my bowels spasmed around her finger. She squealed into the kiss as the waves of pleasure washed out of my cunt and swept through my body.

She trembled, joining me in ecstasy. We came together. Her juices warmed my pussy and thighs. I trembled, our breasts rubbing together. Nipples brushed. Pleasure sparked, adding to the delight surging out of us. I loved it.

I bucked one last time atop her as she writhed beneath me.

“I don’t ever want to leave this field,” I sighed as I cuddled with her.

* * *

Sunday, June 10th, 2074 – The Preacher – Three Miles South of Medford, OR

“There they are,” I grinned, peering down at the ruins of I-5 through the ferns that grew on the ridge. Sarah Goldman walked with her fellow spawn of the Tyrant while the false nun walked with the demon in Saint Chasity’s skin. “Three children of the Tyrant and the demon who claims to be Saint Chasity, just like I promised you.”

“Amen, Preacher,” Captain Adamson smiled. “We will bring the Lord’s justice on those vile sinners.”

I grinned. That sinful, demonic impostor thought she could drive me from my flock and there wouldn’t be consequences? I gripped the rifle in my hands. The Holy Liberation Army of Oregon would show that cunt what happened when God’s chosen were interfered with.

“Let us smite these heathens!” I shouted, brandishing my large, wooden cross with one hand, my rifle with the other.

Captain Adamson nodded. “Mortars, fire!”

The tubes hissed as their shells were launched, arching up and then screaming down at the six travelers on the road.

Joy beat in my heart as I cried out, “Hallelujah!”

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