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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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Freed of the nun’s foul magic, our God and his divine Bride celebrated with our God’s terrestrial family. His mother and sister joined in the passionate celebration, sharing their love for each other and finding such joy in family.

—The Gospel of April 24:1

Mark Glassner – Parkland, WA

“We should leave for New York after my dad’s funeral,” I said. “It’ll be a nice vacation.”

A tightness gripped my chest. My emotions were all mixed up about my dad. I hated him for how abusive he was to me and Mom. But a part me, the little boy inside, missed my dad. I didn’t blame my mom for shooting him—hell, I might have done the same thing myself—but it didn’t change the fact he was my father.

And he was gone.

“When is the funeral?” Mary asked, wrapping her supportive, gentle arms around me. She was an amazing woman.

“Friday at noon,” I answered. “At the Dwyer Funeral Home. They’re cremating him.”

“So, I guess we’ll need plane tickets,” Mary muttered. “I’ll get on Travelocity and get us some plane tickets.”

An idea popped into my head and I laughed, “Why don’t we get our own plane?”

“Oh, with a sexy stewardess?” Mary smiled, those cute dimples appearing on her face. She was a woman after my own heart. I just had to kiss her. So I did.

“Mark, I think we need to protect our families,” she said after I broke our kiss, her face growing serious. “I can control your mother, you can control my father. I think it’s necessary. These nuns are growing worse. They used your sister.” Anger burned in her green eyes. “That’s despicable.”

“Yeah,” I nodded, rubbing my chin. “We’ll also need more bodyguards.”

“I guess we’ll have to hold more tryouts,” Mary said archly. “C’mon, let’s get dressed. Your mom may want her bedroom back.”

“For what?” I asked.

Mary rolled her eyes, she always did it when she thought my question was stupid. “For her and Betty.”

“Oh, right.” Betty was my mom’s lover. That had been a shock to learn my straitlaced, Christian mother had been cheating on my father for years. Even more shocking—it had been with a woman.

“I’m going to play matchmaker,” Mary said happily. “Your mom and Betty looked so cute together. I want them to be happy.”

“Sure,” I nodded, then remembered about Antsy. She wasn’t one of the women that helped subdue me. “And what did you do with my sister?”

It was weird that an hour ago Antsy seemed like the most important person in the world, and now she was back to being my annoying little sister. Well, not annoying. She was sexy. Last I saw Antsy, she had been off to answer the door. That was when my mom had lured me into the bedroom so Mary and her slaves could overpower me and break the nun’s spell.

“Oh, she’s up the street with the bodyguards,” Mary answered as she pulled her skirt up her waist. “I’ll give them a call.”

We dressed as Mary gave the call then left the room. We found my mom talking with Mary’s new sex slaves. I knew three of the slaves. Joy was a Vietnamese stylist that gave Mary her wax. April and Felicity were high school students that Mary and I deflowered last week. The fourth had black hair streaked with red and was dressed as a nurse though not the sexy kind.

“That’s Via, my pee slut,” Mary grinned when she noticed my questioning look.

I laughed. I remembered the first time Mary had grown interest in watersports. She had been both disgusted and fascinated by it. Now it really turned her on to piss on a hot woman and make the slut drink pee.

“Sluts,” Mary said in a firm, commanding tone. “This is Mark. He’s your Master. You’ll obey him as happily as you obey me.”

All four voiced their agreement, smiling happily.

“Where do you keep finding these women?” my mom asked. “They are absolutely delightful. It’s been…quite a life you’ve lived the last few days. They’ve been telling stories.”

I grinned at my mom, loving the way she blushed and squirmed.

“Would you like one, Sandy?” Mary asked boldly.

My mom flushed. “After I spent the night at your house, with Jessica, being with another submissive woman was all I could think about. I know I shouldn’t want that. I have Betty.”

“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.

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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.

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