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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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And from the Buy Best did the seeds our God so vigorously planted sprout. Some of those most loyal to him grew from that wondrous orgy of love.

—–The Gospel of April 3:39

Mark Glassner

I surveyed the crowd, smiling at all the fun I was going to have. Behind me, Jessie gasped as the next guy took his place and fucked her, and Bill and Erin moaned and groaned as their bodies heaved together. The crowd brimmed with lust, desire burning in all their faces. They were so close to descending into full debauchery, and I wanted to see that.

“You two blondes, the Middle-Eastern girl, and you with the big tits, come forward!” I barked.

They obeyed; what choice did they have? The four beautiful women named stepped forward and I grinned at them, my eyes drinking in the curves of their body as my cock jutted hard before me, wet with Erin’s pussy.

“Names?”

“Marcy,” purred the busty, tall girl with raven-black hair.

“I’m Fatima,” blushed the dusky, Middle-Eastern girl of about nineteen wearing a headscarf, a conservative blouse, and a long, black skirt.

“I’m Veronica,” the blonde with the bad bleach job and red highlights added, bouncing on the balls of her feet with excitement.

The last blonde had sea-gray eyes and had rather nice pair of tits, probably DD’s, straining her top. “I’m Ashley,” she said, swallowing, her eyes glancing down at my cock with some apprehension.

“Ladies,” I ordered them. “Pick a partner and start fucking.” I looked at the crowd. “If they choose you, do what they want.”

Marcy, the raven-haired woman went straight to the guy she had been with, presumably her boyfriend, and rubbed his cock through his pants. How boring. Maybe I should have specified a stranger?

“You got something for me, Joey?” she purred.

The man smiled. “Oh, fuck yeah, babe.” Marcy pulled out Joey’s cock, fell to her knees, and just devoured it, bobbing her head furiously as Joey moaned, “Fuck that’s good.”

She popped the cock out of her mouth. “You like it, sugar?” she asked, the licked up the shaft and sucked his cock back in her wet mouth.

“I love it when you suck me, Marcy.”

Veronica had pulled a man out of the crowd. I saw a wedding ring glinting on her fingers as she fumbled with his belt. Another man, her husband I presumed, watch dumbfounded. That’s more like it! Veronica pulled the stranger’s cock out, and stroked his dick before pointing to the floor. The guy laid down, cock erect, as Veronica wiggled out of her jean shorts and blue panties. My eyes fixed on her neatly-trimmed pussy peaking out through her dark bush. She straddled the guy and sat down on his cock. She let out a low, throaty moan as she sank down all the way on his cock, riding him hard reverse cowgirl style.

“I need your cock, Marshal,” she moaned to her husband.

He pulled out his cock and she licked and sucked his shaft.

“Fuck, Veronica,” the blonde’s husband moaned as she bobbed her head on his cock. The other guy gripped her hips and guided the motions of her fucking. “What’s gotten into you?”

Veronica just moaned around his cock.

Fatima pulled down the khaki pants of a curly brunette woman who worked for Buy Best. Her nametag read Lucy and she looked like a deer in headlights as the dusky girl pulled first her pants and then her yellow panties down her hips. Lucy’s cunt was shaved bare, save for a landing strip of brown hair leading to the top of her slit.

Holy shit! I couldn’t tear my eyes away. The Muslim woman, still wearing her headscarf to protect her modesty, glued her lips to the brunette’s muff and ate her out with gusto.

“Oh, shit,” Lucy moaned. “Jesus, what the fuck…oh, crap! Ohhh, that feels nice. Mhhh, tongue my clit.”

My cock was hard, and I needed to stick it into a girl’s hole. I really didn’t care which woman or even which hole. Ashley, with her enormous tits, fucked a middle-aged man. Her pants and panties lay discard on the floor, and one leg was hooked over one of the man’s arms, showing off his cock plowing into her blonde furred pussy. Her backdoor winked at me from between the soft globes of her ass.

My cock was still wet from Erin and Jessie so I just stuck it up the blonde’s ass. She gasped in surprise, her bowels clenching hard about my dick. The other guy kept fucking her pussy, and I could feel his cock through the walls of her ass. It felt a little weird to feel the other guy’s cock, but I was too horny to care. I sucked at her white neck, reveling in her asshole’s firm grip on my dick.

“Oh, crap!” moaned the guy. “Christ her cunt’s tight. I’m in heaven! Crap!”

“Oh, fuck yeah!” Ashley moaned. “So this is what a real cock feels like! Oh, it’s so hot! Christ, your cum is shooting up into my womb!”

“Crap, I haven’t cum that fast in years,” sighed the middle-aged man, pulling out of the blonde’s cunt. He turned to walk off and froze. “Evie, what are you doing?”

A plump, mature woman, who was straddling a Mexican stud and riding his cock hard and fast, turned to the guy. “Ohh, just having some fun, dear. Come here and I’ll jerk you off till your hard then you can stick it in my ass. That looked really hot watching you double-team the blonde.” She grabbed his cock and stroked it a few times and then popped it into her mouth.

“Oh, Evie,” moaned the guy. “You haven’t sucked my cock in years. I forgot how nice it was.” His wife grinned around his cock.

I continued fucking the blonde, pausing only long enough to pull her red blouse over her head. Underneath was a beige bra that strained to contain her huge tits. I easily unclasped her bra, then I resumed fucking her velvety ass, reaching around to grope her tits, enjoying her soft flesh overflowing my hands. The blonde was panting, fucking her ass back into me. My fingers found her nipples, and they felt thick and large. I pinched and twisted them between my fingers.

“Oh, fuck,” the blonde moaned. “Fuck my rear! Ohhh, god that’s good.” Her fingers were between her legs, playing with her cunt; her ass rippled on my cock. “Fuck, I’m cumming.”

The rhythmic squeezing of her ass on my cock as she came felt too good to resist; my balls tightened, and I erupted deep into her. I rested in her ass for a moment, then pulled out, panting hard. Her ass was so tight that none of my cum leaked out.

I slapped her ass and ordered, “Suck my cock clean, slut.” Smiling, the blonde knelt down, cleaning the taste of her ass off my cock. “You like sucking my dirty cock?”

She moaned a muffled yes around my dick.

As she sucked my cock, I surveyed the store. More people were fucking then just the ones I had ordered, getting into the spirit of the orgy. One woman was on her hands and knees, sucking one guy off as another fucked her ass. One lucky guy had a woman sitting on his dick and another on his face; the two women leaned together and made out, caressing each other’s tits as they enjoyed the man beneath them.

Fatima, the middle-eastern chick, was on her back, her blouse open and Lucy, the Buy Best employee, sucked at her large, dusky tits with their dark brown nipples, while two guys jerked off watching them. Lucy moved lower, pushing up Fatima’s long, black skirt, and pulled aside her plain, white panties, diving into her cunt.

“Oh, yes!” Fatima gasped. “It’s as wonderful as I always thought it would be!”

“Shit,” one of the guys groaned, then shot white jizz on Lucy’s naked ass and cunt. The other guy lasted only a little longer before cumming on Fatima’s tits, white cream contrasting with her coffee-colored skin.

The store was filled with moans and groans. People were cumming and then switching partners right away. I saw Bill stroking his cock lazily as he watched a Black guy fuck his wife’s pussy hard, Erin’s gasps ringing out across the store. The Black guy tried to kiss her mouth.

“I only kiss my husband,” Erin complained.

The Black guy came in her a moment later, grunting, “Take my cum, you fucking, White whore! Take it! Gonna breed me a bastard in your womb!”

“Yes, yes! Cum in me! Cum in my married pussy!”

“Yeah,” he grunted, then stopped fucking her.

Erin pushed him away and went to her husband. They kissed and then Bill was sliding back into his wife. “That’s the dick I love,” she moaned. “Make me cum again!”

The Black guy just shook his head and walked off.

I looked over and saw that Jessie was still bent over the counter with probably her seventh or eighth guy fucking her cunt, cum running in thick rivulets down her legs. The guy in her grunted, cumming inside her and pulling out; her cunt, spread obscenely open, dripped spunk. Another guy stepped up and plunged in

“I’m cumming!” Jessie cried out, her blonde hair flying as she shook her head. “Oh, fuck! I love giving customer service!”

Damn, I was getting hard, again.

I knelt down behind Lucy, her face planted in Fatima’s hairy cunt, and shoved my cock into her pussy. She gasped into Fatima’s snatch, her tunnel squeezing around my cock. I grasped her hips, careful to avoid the cum staining her body, and fucked her hard. Lucy cunt was tight like a glove and it sucked at my cock.

“Fuck her,” Fatima moaned, smiling at me and playing with her cum-stained, dusky tits. She scooped big gobs of the greasy, white spunk and sucked into her mouth as she writhed on Lucy’s pink tongue. Then she smiled shyly at me while tugging hard at a dark nipple, breast stretching as she pulled at the dark nub.

“What a dirty slut!” I groaned. “Eat his cum, whore!”

“Umm, it so nasty!” she giggled. “I’m such a sharmoota!”

I fucked Lucy hard and fast, while Fatima panted and moaned on Lucy’s tongue, face contorting in pleasure. She screamed something in Arabic as she orgasmed, juices squirting onto Lucy’s face. Lucy gasped in surprise and wiped female cum out of her eyes. Fatima panted, smiling in pleasure; her hand rubbed her stomach in slow, lazy circles. My orgasm neared, spurred on by Fatima squirting in Lucy’s face.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I grunted. “Going to cum!”

“Cum on us!” Lucy moaned. “Cum on our faces so we can lick each other clean!”

“Yes, please!” Fatima purred. “I want to lick your seed off her tits!”

How could I resist such a wonderful idea?

I pulled out of Lucy’s inviting cunt and motioned for them to gather around my cock. Both girls knelt before me, mouths open and tongues out. I stroked my dick, slick with Lucy’s juices, a few times, then I shot ropy, white strands across both their faces and tits. Cum stained Lucy’s curly, brown hair and the Fatima’s headscarf.

“You look filthy,” Fatima murmured, then she licked a line of cum from Lucy’s chin up to her lips, then Fatima shared a jizz-filled kiss with her.

Over and over one would gather a mouthful of cum and then kiss the other, sticking semen stained tongue into her mouth and sharing the bounty of my cum. Lucy followed a strand down Fatima’s neck and discovered the other guy’s cum staining Fatima’s breasts, tongue licking about her dusky tits. I would love to see Mary lick my cum off another woman’s tits.

And then it hit me. Oh, shit! I forgot all about Mary.

I pulled out my phone and blinked in surprise. It had been nearly two hours since I left Heavenly Creatures Salon. Wow, time flies when you’re fucking. I looked regretfully around. There were still several cute women that I would love to stick my dick in, but Mary was waiting for me at the salon. Sighing in disappointment, I stuffed my cock back into my pants and headed to the front of the store, passing grunting couples fucking and writhing.

It was such a beautiful sight. Every Buy Best should have an orgy in it.

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Mary Sullivan

I found flustered Joy to be so cute.

Her face was still sticky with my juices and my pussy still savored the feel of her tongue. She blushed, and spun around, walking briskly to the counter, her shapely ass wiggling. The Vietnamese stylist just gave me a wonderful orgasm, and I still tingled with the afterglow, ready for some more fun.

At the counter she fumbled with a bottle of an orange, syrupy substance, spilling a big glob on the counter. I giggled as she wiped it up. She sat a bowl on a tray, filled it with the syrup, then walked over, setting it on a wheeled, metal tray. Her eyes widened, and she scurried back to the counter to grab a wide, thin piece of wood, like a large tongue depressor a doctor would use along with a towel.

“Is this your first wax?” she asked, sitting on a stool next to the table I lay on, trying to regain her composure.

“Yeah,” I answered. It was my turn to feel nervous.

She sat cross-leg on a stool and looked absolutely gorgeous. Sweat beaded on her beautiful breasts, and her legs were long and sexy with shapely calves. “Okay, what type of wax do you want? Bikini, Brazilian, or French?”

“I don’t know what it’s called, but I want my vulva smooth and the hair above my pussy shaped into a cute, little heart,” I answered. Mark would be so surprised when he saw the heart above my pussy. “You can do that, right?”

Joy nodded. “Okay, miss. Very simple.”

“It’s Mary,” I told her. “I think after making me cum, we can be on a first name basis.”

She blushed and smiled shyly. “Okay, Mary, I’m going to start to apply the wax.” She used the tongue-depressor-like stick to lather the orange liquid onto my pubic hair; I squealed in surprise—the syrup was cold and sticky. “This wax is perfectly natural,” Joy explained, “made from just water and sugar and a little lemon.” She applied the cloth strips, shaping them to form a heart. “It’s hypoallergenic and completely sterile.”

“Okay.”

“Now this is gonna hurt since it’s your first time, okay. Are you ready?”

I nodded and she ripped.

My eyes widened and I groaned through my clenched teeth. It hurt so bad, like ripping a Band-Aid, but so much worse. Mark better goddamn love this! He better fucking die and go to heaven when he sees me!

My vulva was on fire. I gasped in pain as a second strip was ripped out. It wasn’t as bad as the first one, and I tried to distract myself by thinking of Joy’s lips sucking on my clit and nibbling on my labia, before she probed her tongue deep into my pussy. Another strip torn away, covered in clumps of my fiery-red pubes.

“Almost finished,” she murmured. “You’re doing very good, Mary.”

“Oh, that’s good,” I spat sarcastically.

She tore a fourth strip. Everything already hurt, so a little more pain didn’t seem to matter and I almost felt numb when she ripped the next two. Strips of cloth piled on the tray, all my beautiful pubic hair gone, save for a cute heart. Joy produced a pair of scissors and trimmed my heart short. It looked so cute. Mark was going to love it.

“Now I’m going to rub some aloe vera lotion to help with the irritation,” Joy smiled, standing up and pumping a handful of green lotion into her hands from a large, plain bottle.

Her fingers softly massaged the lotion into my vulva, the aloe vera soothing away the pain, and replacing it with a new burning sensation—lust. I writhed on the chair, my nipples hardening and my juices flowing. I needed another cum.

Joy sensed my need and licked up my slit. I gasped; the feeling intense on my now bare lips.

“Oh, yeah!” I moaned. “Tongue my slit, slut!”

Delicate fingers gently spread my labia open, and my juices leaked out, running down my ass to pool on the vinyl surface of the table. I writhed in pleasure; her tongue slid into my pussy, feeling around my sensitive, inner walls. I licked my lips, and played with my hard nipples, pulling and twisting them, adding to the fire burning in my cunt.

I wanted to taste her, to drink her nectar. To share with her the pleasure she gave me. “Climb up and…oh, fuck…straddle my face!” I panted. “I want to eat you, too!”

Joy pulled her face from my pussy, my juices streaking her lips and cheeks and she smiled lustfully at me. Quickly and nimbly she climb up, and that smooth pussy descended to my lips. I savored the wet-silk feel of her bare vulva against my lips and cheeks as I feasted on her musk, a mix of tart and tang, her pussy juices thick and flavorful. My tongue dove deep into her as she began to nibble tenderly at my clit, her fingers softly stroking my labia.

So wonderful!

I moaned into her pussy, rubbing my nose through her slit, as my lips found her clit peaking out of its hood; I sucked hard. Joy groaned into me, her teeth gently touching my clit, scraping the sensitive nub and making my insides writhe in pleasure. My hands gripped her firm ass, squeezing her cheeks as I devoured her, drinking her delicious nectar.

And then two fingers slid slowly into me, wiggling about and withdrawing just as slow. Joy finger-fucked my pussy with deliberate purpose, fanning my lusts higher. My orgasm built with a burning intensity. I redoubled my efforts on her snatch, lapping deep into her slit as I moved a hand down to rub her clit in slow circles.

I was going to make her cum on my lips!

Her ass clenched and hips rotated on me. She moaned on my clit, lips sucking so exquisitely on that spongy bit of flesh. I screamed wordlessly into her pussy as my pleasure exploded deep inside my womb. Ripples of electricity spasmed throughout my entire body. Juices spilled into my mouth as Joy bucked on top, cumming hard with me.

For a moment, we just lay there, faces in each other’s pussies, breathing in each other’s musk. I gently kissed her pussy, tasting her one last time before she rose up and turned around. A broad smile graced her lips, her small bosom heaving as she pressed her warm body against mine. I shivered as her hard nipples dragged across my stomach up to my breasts, her wiry pubic hair tickling my thigh. She smiled down at me, her black hair spilling around our faces, then tenderly kissed me on the lips; I tasted my sweet spiciness.

“That was nice,” she whispered and kissed me again.

“I thought you weren’t a lesbian?”

Her dark eyes stared down at me, and she smiled, “Your lips were very convincing.”

“Which lips?” I asked. “My mouth’s or my pussy’s?”

“Both,” she answered huskily and captured my lips in another kiss. “And your cute, button nose.” Her lips kissed my nose’s tip. “And your freckled check.” Wet lips caressed my cheek, kissing down to the hollow of my throat. “Those beautiful, emerald eyes.” She kissed my eyelid. “And your hard, little nipples.” I sighed in pleasure as her lips closed about my left nipple, sucking and nibbling.

I closed my eyes, enjoying the pressure of Joy’s lips on my nipples. I wrapped my arms about her lithe body and traced the line of her spine from her neck to the small of her back. Joy licked her way up my breasts and neck, reaching up to my ear, her wet tongue sending shivers throughout my body. She shifted her weight as she nibbled on my earlobe; our pussies met, wetly rubbing against each other. And then something hard and hot bumped into my clit; we both gasped. Our sensitive nubs kissed, electricity arcing between us.

Joy moved her hips again, bumping are clits pleasantly together. “Ooh, that feels good,” Joy cooed. Her dark eyes were wide with awe at our discovery.

“Yes it does!” I gasped. “Keep doing that!”

“I wasn’t planning on stopping!”

She slowly rotate her hips, gently fucking are clits together. Every time her clit rubbed mine, pleasure rushed through my body. I didn’t know what this was called. Everything I heard about lesbian sex was eating pussy or using dildos and strap-ons. I had never heard of this clit kissing.

But I loved it!

I slid my hand down, grasping her small ass, her muscles flexing beneath her silky skin. I hooked my leg about hers and rocked my hips in time to her rhythm. Her hard clit would slide through my wet labia, pleasurably kissing my bud. Then my clit would be slid through her slick lips, wrapped in spongy heaven. Over and over again, each clit-kiss bringing me closer to my sweet release.

“I love it!” I purred. “Keep kissing my clit!”

“Yes! So wonderful! Your pussy feel so hot on mine!”

I pulled her face down and passionately captured her lips, softly moaning into her mouth. Our nipples rubbed against each other, hard nubs kissing as ardently as our lips. A strong intensity built between us. Joy broke the kiss, staring deep into my eyes and we gasped and moaned. My heart was beating in my chest and warm feelings rose up through me. Joy moaned my name softly, her hips rotating faster now. She must be as close to cumming as I was.

“Ohh, fuck!” I panted, fingers digging into the meat of her ass. “Harder, faster!”

“Sweet, sweet Mary,” moaned Joy. “Your pussy feels amazing! Ohhh, fuck! I’m cumming! Oh, wow! Yes! Yes! Fuck!”

Her body writhed on mine, our hard nipples brushing, as she ground our clits together. My body tensed as I neared my orgasm, and I locked my legs about her silky thighs. Then I reached my peak and my pleasure shuddered through me. I clung tight to her as the pleasure of my cum rolled through my body.

“Oh, Joy, I’m cumming, too!” I gasped.

She collapsed atop me, and I enjoyed her weight; it was almost as pleasant as a man lying atop you, but she just wasn’t quite solid enough for that. We laid on the table, enjoying the afterglow of our orgasms, and gently kissing for a few minutes before Joy reluctantly crawled off of me. She smiled shyly and gathered her clothes. I goosed her ass as she bent over, catching a glimpse of a smooth vulva dripping with our combined fluids.

Joy giggled, rubbing her ass. She found her satin panties and pulled them up her slim legs.

I stood up and admired my reflection in a floor mirror next to the bed. My pale body was drenched in sweat, and loose, auburn hair was plastered to my sweaty face. My freckled boobs heaved, my nipples dusky and hard. I trailed my eyes down my flat stomach and cute, innie bellybutton, then farther down to the fiery heart she waxed my pubic hair into. And below the heart, a tight, girlish slit disappeared beneath my thighs. I looked hot. Mark was going cum in his pants when he saw my pussy.

“You look so sexy,” Joy said, standing next to me, handing me my panties. I smiled happily, getting the answer I wanted from earlier, and kissed Joy.

We gathered our clothes. Then we exchanged phone numbers. Finally—arms wrapped about each other’s waists—we exited the private room back to the main part of the salon and came upon a lovely sight.

The customers from the lobby had taken Mark’s orders to heart. The plump stylist was fucking the handle of a hairbrush into one of the woman’s vagina. Another customer moaned as one stylist ate her pussy and the pink-haired girl ate out her ass. A woman sitting in a stylist chair was getting her pussy eaten out by a Thai woman, while the tall stylist had pinned her customer to the wall, making out with her and fingering her pussy furiously.

Giggling, Joy and I walked through the salon, admiring the lesbian orgy that had broken out. We reached the waiting area. Mark wasn’t here yet, and I wondered what sort fun he was having. I couldn’t wait to tell him about Joy and hear all about the naughty things he had gotten up to.

Joy kissed me one last time, “I hope you come back sometime.”

I smacked my lips, and giggled, “I definitely have to cum again.”

* * *

Mark Glassner

I rushed up to the front counter to pick up my phone and laptop. I had totally lost track of time, and Mary was waiting for me at the salon. She’d probably be angry. And if she was? Well, I could just tell her to not be angry.

I frowned, wondering why that thought left a bad taste in my mouth.

“Work that bottle, puta!” giggled a Hispanic cashier.

“Fuck,” I grinned as I came around the corner.

The two girls manning the front cash registers, both eighteen or nineteen, were watching a woman stuff a bottle of water into her cunt while two guys jerked off on her, spraying her body in thick, white cum. Apparently these two girls had quite the work ethic to still be manning the cash registers. I felt they deserved a reward. According to their nametags, the Hispanic girl was Rosalita and the brunette was Stacy.

“Oscar should have left a bag for me?” I asked.

“Oh, of course, sir,” said Rosalita. Her face flushed and her nipples hard, dimpling her shirt. She reached behind the counter and pulled out two large bags, then walked over to me.

“Thanks, dear,” I told her, taking the bags. “You deserve a reward. Stacy and Rosalita, I want you both to get naked, then eat each other’s pussies until you both cum. After that, go find some other people to fuck.”

“Oh, thank you, sir,” moaned Rosalita. She popped off her green shirt, revealing a lacy, black bra that was transparent enough to see the shadow of her areolas. She reached behind her back and her bra came off, revealing the word “Sexy” tattooed in cursive underneath her left tit. She was definitely sexy. Rosalita kicked off her shoes and wiggled out of her tight khaki pants.

Stacy was even faster. Somehow she was already naked when I looked back at her. Her tits were smaller, and she was lithe and slender as opposed to Rosalita voluptuous curves. Rosalita finally took her panties off and Stacy pulled her down to the floor.

“I’m gonna eat your clam, puta!” giggled Rosalita, who flipped around to straddle Stacy’s face and dove into her pussy. Stacy moaned and then returned the favor, digging her tongue into Rosalita’s wet slit.

My cock hardened. I could have time to fuck another pair of sluts, right?

No, Mary was waiting, and my heart was aching to see her again.

I sighed, taking one last look at the two girls writhing on the floor and, with regret, I left Buy Best. I placed the bags in the trunk of my car and climbed in. The engine started without complaint this time. A fan belt squealed as I backed out of the parking space. A horn honked at I hit the brake. My heart was beating fast in surprise. I looked over my shoulder and realized I had almost backed into this silver mustang.

The driver was a white guy, balding and fat, in his late forties or early fifties. The Mustang was clearly a mid-life-crisismobile. A woman, probably his wife, sat in the passenger seat. She was frumpy-looking, in her late forties. The driver honked his horn a second time, and yelled, “Mother fucker! Watch were you’re fucking driving, asshole!”

Fuck, this guy was pissing me off. I smiled; well, I had been thinking of getting a new car. Sure it was silver Mustang instead of the black I wanted, but I could live with that. Taking it from this asshole would more than make up for the color.

I stepped out of my car, and the loudmouth exited my new Mustang.

“You fucking blind,” the driver screamed at me, his face turning red. “What the fuck is wrong with you. This is a brand new car, asshole.” He was right; I could see the dealer plates.

His wife stepped out. “Tony, get back in the car,” she pleaded.

“I’m handling this, Marge!” the man roared, before turning back to me. “Are you fucking mute? Where’d you learn to fucking drive?”

“That’s a nice car,” I smiled. This asshole doesn’t deserve such a nice car.

“And you almost fucking hit it!” he roared. “Christ, what is wrong with your generation? You were probably texting on your fucking phone, and not paying any goddamn attention to what the fuck you were doing!”

“Tony and Marge, trade cars with me,” I ordered. “And Tony, stop shouting at me. You can never shout, yell, or scream again!”

He worked his mouth, but nothing came out. His eyes bulged in disbelief. Fuck, I loved my powers.

I popped open the trunk to my car. “Tony, grab my bags out of the trunk and put them in my new Mustang’s trunk. You will continue to make the monthly payments and the insurance premiums for my Mustang. Now go sit in your new Ford Taurus. This is your punishment for being an asshole. I want you to sit there and think about how you overreacted.”

“Fuck,” Tony muttered, not yelled, and grabbed my bags, placing them in my Mustang’s trunk.

“Marge, there’s an orgy going on in the Buy Best. Go in there and fuck as many people as you can,” Marge nodded and walked towards the store. “Tell your husband all the filthy details when you’re done.”

“I will,” she promised.”

“Marge,” Tony protested from my car.

“This is the second part of your punishment,” I told Tony. “You cannot leave my car until Marge leaves the Buy Best. And then you will listen to her describe all the cocks she had in all of her holes and how hard she came.”

“Please, Marge,” he said, almost shouting, but just not quite.

She ignored him.

I laughed as Tony stared despondently at his wife disappearing into the Buy Best. Through the glass doors you could just make out her dropping to her knees before some guy and began blowing him. Hopefully, Tony would learn to not be an asshole in the future.

I climbed into my new Mustang. The seats were leather and very comfortable. The car had that brand new smell; I breathed it in deeply. I had never owned a new car before. I revved the engine, and I grinned at the throaty, deep roar. I pushed the clutch and brake in then put the car in gear. I revved the engine again, and peeled out of the parking lot. God, this car had power. It was a shame I only had four blocks to go.

Excited, I pulled into the Heavenly Creatures Salon parking lot. I couldn’t wait to see Mary’s waxed cunt; I was practically skipping as I walked into the salon. Mary sat on a bench making out with the Thai receptionist. Mary’s hands were down the receptionist’s unbuttoned jeans, fingering her cunt, while the receptionist groped Mary’s tits through her Starbuzz polo shirt.

“That’s pretty hot, Mare,” I said, whipping out my brand new phone and snapping a pic.

Mary broke the kiss and smiled at me. “Hey, Mark,” she said, fingering the receptionist hard.

“Sorry for taking so long,” I said sheepishly. “I lost track of time.”

Mary grinned at me. “It’s okay. Malai and I found a nice way to pass the time.” Malai just moaned. Mary nibbled on her neck and whispered in her ear, “You gonna cum for me, baby?”

“Oh, yeah!” Malai sighed. “Keep rubbing my clit.” She bucked as she came, moaning wordlessly.

Mary stood up and smiled sexily at me, then licked Malai’s cream off her fingers. She was so beautiful with her heart-shaped, freckled face; cute little nose; and her deep, emerald eyes. Her auburn hair was pulled back into a sexy ponytail, a few strands had escaped and fell loosely about her face. She posed for me like a ’40’s pinup girl and blew a kiss at my phone as I snapped a few more pictures.

“You like your new toy?” she asked, sauntering over to me.

“Yeah..”

“So what took you so long?”

“Lost track of time at an orgy,” I said so matter-of-fact, like I had just gotten stuck in the checkout line at the store.

“Where did you find an orgy?” she asked, forehead furrowing.

“The electronic section of the Buy Best,” I answered, then shrugged, “It got a little out of hand.”

She laughed, then held out her sticky fingers to me. I sucked them into my mouth, savoring Malai’s sour and spicy cunt. Then Mary leaned in and kissed me, and I tasted a different flavor of pussy juices on her lips.

“Joy?”

Mary just grinned and kissed me a second time; I loved the feel of her lips on mine. I could kiss her all day. “Thank you for arranging it,” she smiled when she broke our kiss. “She made my first waxing a very pleasurable experience. And whose pussy am I tasting on your mouth?”

“That would be Erin’s,” I told her. “I fucked her while her husband watched.”

My naughty filly laughed wickedly. “That’s my stallion.” She kissed me again, slipping a little tongue this time. It was a wonderful kiss, and I was sad when she pulled away. Then she asked, “You want to see my waxed pussy?”

I wasn’t sad anymore. “Hell, yeah!”

“I think you’ll love it,” she said with a sultry smile and winked at me.

She pulled off her white, polo shirt and her perfect tits were revealed: pale, small orbs topped with dark-pink areolas and hard nipples. Freckles dotted her chest and breasts, enhancing her beauty. I snapped photos of each tit. She kicked her shoes off before turning around and unbuttoned her pants. She wiggled her cute butt as she pulled down her khakis and white panties, exposing her plump, round ass. I gave it a playful smack and she giggled.

I licked my lips and adjusted my hard cock in my pants to be more comfortable. Mary turned around, hands covering her pussy. “You ready, hun?”

“God, yeah!”

She pulled her hands away revealing a heart of fiery hair above the tight, exposed slit of her cunt. I whistled appreciatively and snapped another photo. Then I reached out, slid my finger around her smooth lips, then into her tight slit. She was wet and hot and her clit was a hard, little bump. She sighed as I fingered her sensitive clit.

“It’s perfect, Mare,” I whispered in awe, dropping to my knees before her to get up a close-up view. There was not a hair left on her, and no trace of any stubble. She was so bare and beautiful.

“Good,” Mary answered. “Because it hurt.”

“I’m sorry, maybe I can kiss it to make you feel better.”

“Maybe,” she answered with a smile. God, I loved her.

I kissed the flaming heart above her pussy, her hair ticklish on my lips. Then I kissed the smooth flesh around the heart. Moving slowly around the top and down the side. I moved lower, kissing down her labia, tasting her spicy flavor as I touched every part of her waxed vulva.

“Feeling better?” I asked, looking up at her.

“A little. Maybe kiss a little to my…ohhh!” She gasped in pleasure as I kissed and nibbled on her clit, tracing the spongy nub with my tongue. “Oh, yes! Suck my clit, Mark!”

Mary’s gasps and moans were sweet music to my ears. I sucked and nibbled on her clit for a minute, then I dove into her smooth, sweet pussy, savoring her scent and taste. I could eat her pussy forever—nothing tasted better. She was my Goddess.

And my slave…

“Mhhh, you look good with pussy on your face,” Mary smiled. “You like to eat my pussy?”

“Love it, Mare,” I moaned; mouth full of her sticky juices. “My filly tastes amazing.”

“Ohh, you’re doing great, hun,” she moaned. “Umm, keep doing that to my clit! Fuck, fuck, that’s feels so good!”

I gripped her plump ass, pulling her cunt hard against my face. Her juices flooded my mouth and I drank her sweet nectar. Mary gasped as I sank a finger into her tight ass. Her hips bucked and her cunt danced on my face. Her moans were low and throaty now, her ass squeezing on my finger.

“Oh, yeah! Gonna cum, gonna cum!” Her voice was shrill as she climaxed, her body writhing on my face, flooding me with her wonderful juices. She gasped and moaned, her freckled breasts heaving above me. “Oh, fuck, that was so good, hun!”

I kissed up her body, crossing her flat stomach, pausing to tease her bellybutton with my tongue. I reached her small breasts, kissing both her nipples, before I continued smooching up to the hollow of her throat, tasting her salty sweat, then higher to her chin than her ear, nibbling at her soft lobe. Finally I kissed down her jawline and ended at her soft lips, her tongue meeting mine.

“Mmm, I do taste amazing,” she purred, licking her lips. “So, you promised to take me shopping.”

I laughed. “Yeah, Mare. Let’s see what trouble we can get into.”

Mary grinned. “Can’t wait, hun.”

I laughed. I had awakened a horny, sexy woman this morning. She seemed as insatiable as I was. I threw an arm around her, pulling her tight. I just knew we were going to have so much fun together.

To be continued…

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