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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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Everyday, the world grew to know the Living Gods. Their radiance had not been unveiled yet, but people took note of their teachings. Free love was their message, not constrained by the obsolete morality of ancient religions. There were no barrier save for one—consensual. If both were of legal age and consenting, what did it matter if they were brother and sister, father and daughter, mother and son?

—The First Book of Vivian 13:1-3

Mark Glassner – South Hill, WA

I groaned as I rolled off my mom. My body buzzed with excitement. It was so hot to cum in her. Sean rolled off his daughter. Mary’s legs were spread wide, her father’s cum oozing out of her cunt while my jizz did the same out of my mother’s pussy.

Shannon was first. She crawled between my mother’s legs and didn’t hesitate to lick up the mix of cum and pussy juices. “Zimmah.”

The moment I spoke the words, the energy chained Shannon to my soul. Her eyes widened and she shuddered, staring at me, a considering look in her eyes. Then she rolled off the bed while Antsy crawled between Mary’s thighs.

“Zimmah,” Mary intoned after Antsy took a big swipe of incestuous cum. Both women shuddered as my sister was chained to my fiancee.

Mary and I had agreed to bind each other’s families.

One by one, our family members were bonded. Betty and my mom by Mary, and Mary’s family by me. Poor Sean, he didn’t relish having to taste my cum, no matter how beautiful the cunt that contained it. And Damien just closed his eyes, took the smallest lick he could, then flew away, spitting it out. Then Missy followed, and then Dawn, Mrs. Corra, and Starla. Until, only George remained, and everyone turned to him.

“Shannon,” George said. “Before I really become part of this family I want to ask you a question.”

“Okay?” Shannon said, a stunned, hopeful, disbelieving smile playing on her lips, her mouth falling open and her eyes watering with emotion. I remembered that same look on Mary’s face when I proposed to her.

George fell to his knees, grasped her hand and kissed her palm. “Shannon, these last two years have been the happiest of my life. I love you, Shannon. You are my world. The kindest, sweetest soul I ever met. Will…” George’s voice cracked and he cleared his throat. “Will you marry me?”

“Yes,” Shannon whispered, tears running out of her eyes. “Oh, yes, yes, yes!”

George pulled out a rose gold ring set with a large diamond. Smaller diamonds were sat in the band. Shannon’s hand trembled as George slid the ring on her finger. When he stood up she threw her arms around him and kissed him. The women in the room were all misty eyed. When George broke the kiss, he crawled between my mom’s legs and didn’t hesitate as he took his lick.

Missy threw herself on her father, rubbing her petite, nubile body on him. She grasped his cock. A huge, impish grin spread across her lips. “Is it my turn to get fucked, Daddy?

“But…” Sean spluttered. He was under my orders to be available to fuck Mary for the Zimmah spell, but was resistant to fuck his youngest daughter. “You’re my daughter.”

“So’s Mary, and it looked like you had a lot of fun fucking her.”

“But…” Sean swallowed. “You’re my baby girl.”

“Your horny baby girl,” she moaned.

Sean seized her and pushed the light girl off of him. “No.”

“Dawn, help me convince my dad to fuck me.”

“Yes, Mistress.” Dawn, a blonde eighteen-year-old slut joined Miss as the pair wrestled her father and grasped his cock.

“We have to go,” Mary said, pulling me from the bed.

“But,” I protested as Missy straddled her father’s waist. Dawn had Sean’s cock and guided it to Missy’s wet snatch.

“Damn,” groaned Sean as his daughter’s cunt slid down his cock.

“We have appointments to keep,” Mary said. “You can watch them fuck later.”

Mary pulled me out of the room while Missy gasped and bucked as she fucked her father, using everything I taught her about how to fuck a man cowgirl style. My dick ached as I left the room. Mary shoved clothes in my hand while more moans came from our bedroom.

My mom emerged from the bathroom. “Sounds like it’s starting.”

I nodded my head. “And we’re missing out.”

“There will be other family orgies,” Mary smiled. She gave a wicked giggle. “Mmm, we’ll have such wild family get togethers.”

“We will,” smiled Mom. “Ooh, you two are so corrupting.”

“But I haven’t fucked any of their sex slaves,” I moaned. “Well, I fucked Felicity, but not the other five. Not even Antsy.”

“Plenty of time for that, Mark,” Mary chided, prodding me down the stairs. “But we have the meeting with the architects and the pilot interviews. I’m sure you’ll find a pretty, new lady for you to fuck.”

I grinned, Mary always found the bright side of a situation. “Well, that’s the plan.”

Mary and I dressed, then headed downstairs. The house was quiet. We had the sluts unpacking our families new homes. Moans came from upstairs as our families embraced our new lifestyle. I really hated being responsible, but we needed the pilots.

And Mary was right, we would have time for family orgies later.

Our first meeting was at an architectural firm. Mary had hired them to design our mansion. We planned on bulldozing the street and building our mansion and its grounds on a vast, empty lot for an abandoned housing development we purchased on Monday. Mary had been arranging everything the the last week. She was so excited for our mansion.

The architects had their preliminary concept ready to go.

They did some great work, designing a large, central mansion and five, smaller guest houses for our families to live in at the back of the property. There was also a stable for the horses Mary wanted, a pool, and extensive landscaping. Mary gave a few brief corrections and the architects were eager to make the changes.

Hopefully, in a month, we could break ground on construction.

Our next stop was Rainier Airlines. Their offices were located on International Boulevard south of the SeaTac airport. I parked the Mustang. 01 and 09, our bodyguard’s for the trip, waited in 01’s white State Patrol car.

“Ready,” I grinned at my fiancee as I took her arm.

She glanced back at my nervous mom. “I’m not the one you should ask.”

“It’ll be fine, Mom,” I told her. “Just enjoy yourself.”

“Enjoy myself? We’re at an airlines headquarters. What do you expect will happen in there?”

I winked at my mom before Mary and I strode into the lobby. The inside was well furnished, the Eskimo face logo of Rainier Airlines embossed on the lobby floor, and a few potted plants dotted the corners.

“How can I help you, sir?” the receptionist—a stout, middle-aged woman named Angela—asked.

“Yes, we’re here to see Mr. Ledford,” I said. “I’m Mark Glassner.”

Her eyes widened and her body shook.

“Relax, you have nothing to be afraid of. And do not call the police.”

“Yes, sir. Let me call Mr. Ledford and let him know you have arrived.” She spoke into her phone. “Okay, sir. His offices are on floor four. Just go left from the elevator. You can’t miss his office.”

“Thank you,” my Mom said. She shook her head as we walked to the elevator. “It’s so weird how…commanding you are, Mark.”

“He’s a stud,” Mary purred. “And people know it.”

The doors opened and we climbed in.

“Still, it’s…different. You’ve changed, honey.”

“Yep.”

“Remember the last elevator we rode?” Mary asked with a sly smile as I pushed the fourth floor button.

“No elevator slut this time,” I laughed. That’s how we met Violet, one of our sluts. I took her virginity in the hotel elevator of the Four Seasons, I believe, up in Seattle.

My mom looked at me, a frown crossing her beautiful face. “What?”

“It’s nothing, Sandy,” Mary assured her. “Just an inside joke.”

“Oh, sure.” Mom shifted her shoulders.

The elevator dinged and we got out on the fourth floor. Monroe Ledford’s office was down a hallway, through an open area full of cubicles and against the west wall of the building. He had a mousy looking woman for a secretary with the unusual name of Richmal.

“Mr. Glassner?” she asked.

“That’s me. No freaking out and calling the police.”

She let out a confused laugh. Maybe she had no idea who I was. “I won’t, Mr. Glassner. He’s expecting you.”

“Richmal, just ignore any strange sounds you hear, okay,” Mary said with a friendly smile.

“Oh, sure, miss.”

Monroe had a spacious office, a large mahogany desk, and a wall covered in filing cabinets. Seven women dressed in blue pilot’s jackets and slacks were huddled in the corner, talking to each other. They gave us curious stares when we entered.

“Oh, no. It’s him. From the TV.”

“Everyone calm down,” I said. I did love being a celebrity. “I’m not going to hurt you. I’m not a terrorist.”

“He’s a great man,” Mary added. “So relax.”

The pilots did obeyed Mary, relaxing as Monroe scurried out from behind his desk. He was a heavyset man in an expensive looking suit. His face was round, fat hanging from beneath his chins, and large, black glasses dominated his face.

“Good to meet you in person, Mr. Glassner,” Monroe said with an unctuous smile. I shook his hand—it was moist. “I gathered the candidates just like you asked, sir.”

“Thank you.” I glanced at the women. “Monroe, you can wait at your secretary’s desk. Don’t come in here until we leave.”

“Ah, of course, sir,” Monroe laughed. “Well, they are all excellent pilots and you will not be disappointed with whomever you choose.”

Mary broke away from me as Monroe scurried out of the office. My fiancee advanced on the pilots. She eyed them, then brusquely said, “All right, ladies, line up.”

My mom, looking a little out of sorts, sat down at the conference table.

“You okay, mom,” I asked as Mary lined up the pilots.

“It’s just…overwhelming how the two of you just take command of situation,” Mom admitted. “And you’re going to, what…screw these women?”

I shrugged. “Not all of them,” I admitted. Several of the women were just not pretty enough. Sure they were handsome women, but Mary and I had our standards. “They’ll enjoy themselves, Mom. So just relax, okay?”

“Okay, Mark.” She squirmed in her seat. “Geez, I’m turning into such a hussy,” she muttered, eying the women.

“Maybe, mom,” I told her, rubbing her shoulder. “But it’s a lot of fun, isn’t it?” I asked with a grin.

My mom laughed and kissed the back of my hand. “You are incorrigible.”

I grinned at her.

She pointed at the pilots. “Your fiancee’s going to start without you.”

I looked up to witness the two handsome women exciting the office, clearly dismissed by Mary. The other five had promise, though it was hard to tell in their pilot uniforms. They weren’t the most flattering of outfits.

“All right, disrobe,” Mary ordered the remaining five. “And be prepared to get fucked. You all want to please us and be chosen to be one of our pilots.”

I stepped up next to her, loving how she took command. Mary was well suited for it. Imperious and regal. My queen. I was glad I had found her. The pilots disrobed, pulling off their jackets and blouses.

“Is everything alright with your mom?” Mary whispered.

“She’s fine,” I shrugged. “Mom’s just not used to all this.”

I gazed at the pilots as they stripped off the most boring underwear imaginable. Some even wore granny panties. Mary and I examined their bodies. One had an ugly Cesarean scar across her stomach and another had an ass covered in cellulite and as wrinkled as a prune.

“You and you,” I pointed, “get dressed and leave.”

“Yes, sir,” the both said as they gathered up their clothing.

The remaining three were gorgeous women in their late twenties and early thirties.

“What are your names, slut?” I demanded.

Joslyn was a black-haired woman, willowy, with dark, Mediterranean complexion and brilliant green eyes. She had a nice set of round breasts topped with dusky nipples. Her belly buttoned was pierced with a small, golden charm set with a ruby and she had a shaved vulva, revealing fat, dark pussy lips.

Duana was another black-haired woman, tall with Nordic cheekbones. Her breasts were small and perky and she had a thick, black bush between her legs. Her legs were toned and tanned from sunbathing, though she had tan lines from her bikini.

Lynda was a strawberry-blonde with deep, blue eyes. She was short and curvy, with large, pillowy breasts with some of the biggest, fattest nipples I had ever seen, each pierced with a thick, gold ring. She also had a shaved pussy save for a triangular patch of reddish hair above her clit.

She had real promise.

“Nice,” I said as I walked over and hefted Lynda’s large breast, feeling the weight and gave her nipple piercing a tug bring a soft gasp to Lynda’s mouth. “Real nice.”

“Thank you, sir,” she purred as I tugged again on her nipple piercing.

Beside me, Mary ran her fingers through Duana’s thick bush. The tall woman shuddering as Mary stroked her pussy. Poor Joslyn looked a little lonely, and so did my mom. I pulled Joslyn to me and whispered in her ear.

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Sandra “Sandy” Glassner

I watched in awe as my son and his fiancee casually made five women disrobe. My pussy grew wet as I savored the sight of their exposed flesh. With abrupt commands, two were found lacking for Mark, and they left, leaving three gorgeous women.

My son and Mary wasted no time in fondling their naked bodies. Mark hefted Lynda’s heavy tits. They looked so delicious. Wicked thoughts flooded through my mind. I shouldn’t have such thoughts. I had a girlfriend, but it was exciting watching my son and Mary molest these women.

They were so powerful. Where had my son learned the magic that led him do this? People just obeyed him.

Mark leaned over and whispered into Joslyn’s ear. The willowy, black-haired woman nodded her head, then she walked towards me. Her hips swayed as the dusky beauty strolled at me. I licked my lips and swallowed.

Did Mark send her over to please me.

Joslyn didn’t hesitate. She sat on my lap and nuzzled at my throat. Her lips were warm and wet as she kissed and sucked. I groaned and shuddered. My pussy grew wet between my thighs. This was so wicked.

I had to stop this. “I…I have a girlfriend.”

“It’s just sex, Mom,” Mark said as he pushed Lynda down to her knees. He was going to make her suck his cock. “I have a girlfriend, too.”

“That’s right,” Mary giggled. Duana unbuttoned her blouse, exposing Mary’s freckled breasts. The tall pilot sucked Mary’s nipple into her lips. “Betty knows you love her, that’s all that matters, Sandy. Everything else is just fun.”

I bit my lip. It was such an intoxicating idea. Betty and I had enjoyed Joy, our sex slave, yesterday, and the orgy in my living room Tuesday night had been exciting. But Joslyn wasn’t part of the family. Was it really okay?

I wanted it to be okay. I wanted to enjoy her kisses.

Mark’s zipper rasped. He groaned as Lynda pulled out his cock and sucked it into her mouth. My son and his fiancee were enjoying themselves. Why not me? I loved Betty. Fooling around with this woman wouldn’t change that.

I was free of sexual morality. My son had liberated me. All those years of repressing my desires were over.

I relaxed and turned my head, kissing Joslyn. I slid my hands up to cup her dusky breasts. I rolled her dark nipples between my fingers while Joslyn purred into our kiss. It was so hot. I groaned and thrust my tongue into her mouth.

“You ever given a guy a titty fuck?” Mark asked Lynda.

“A few.”

I broke the kiss with Joslyn to watch a titty fuck. What was that? My son led Lynda by her nipple piercing to a nearby chair. He sat and Lynda knelt before him. She placed her pillowy tits around my son’s cock, squeezing them about my shaft and sliding them up and down.

Titty fucks looked so exciting to give.

“Oh, look at those gold piercings,” I moaned as Joslyn shoved her hands into my jeans.

“Mmm, they’re not as sexy as you,” Joslyn groaned. She pressed her hand into my panties and rubbed hard at my pussy.

I groaned and shuddered as I watched Lynda’s gold rings glint in the shaft of sunlight falling across her tits. Her blue eyes stared up at my son, eager to please him. I groaned and squirmed on Joslyn’s fingers as I watched the hot sight.

Mary sat next to Mark and spread her legs, unveiling her shaved pussy. I licked my lips and let out a moan. Joslyn’s fingers shoved into my hot pussy. I shuddered as she pumped them in and out of my cunt, shooting bliss through here. Duana buried her head between my future daughter-in-law’s thighs and ate her pussy.

“C’mon, slut, you can do better,” Mary complained. “You’re a woman. Just lick and touch me wherever you’d like to be touched down there.”

“Okay,” Duana murmured.

I couldn’t see what she did, but Mary let out a pleasant sight. “Getting better.” A gasp escaped Mary’s lips. “Definitely getting better.”

“I need to eat your pussy,” Joslyn moaned into my ear. “He told me to.”

“He’s a loving son,” I moaned. “Wants to make sure his mom’s taken care of.”

“Ooh, that’s so hot,” groaned Joslyn. “Does he fuck you?”

I nodded my head and she groaned again. “I need to taste your pussy. Mmm, you’ve fucked your son. This is so wild.”

Joslyn slipped off my lap. I sat up on the table and let Joslyn rip off my jeans and panties. My pussy was so wet. The sexy pilot, at my son’s orders, buried her face into my pussy and licked through my folds. Pleasure rippled through me.

“Oh, you taste so good,” moaned Joslyn as I writhed on her lips and tongue.

“Then keep licking me and make me cum,” I groaned. It was so hot in this room. I pulled off my striped shirt then reached behind me to unhook my bra. I freed my tits, throwing my bra to the floor.

I was in the corporate headquarters of a major airline having an orgy with my son and future daughter-in-law. My life was so surreal. But it was so wonderful. Joslyn lapped eagerly at my pussy, licking through my folds.

She wanted to make me cum hard.

“Oh, yes, that’s nice,” I moaned. I slid my hands up to squeeze my tits and pinch my nipples. “Mmm, yes, and don’t forget my clit. I love to have that licked by a sexy girl.”

Joslyn’s tongue slid up through my folds to my clit. She swirled her tongue around it. I groaned and arched my back, savoring her delicious tongue licking and swirling about my bud. My body shook as my orgasm built.

“How’s your titty fuck?” Mary asked.

“Nice,” groaned Mark.

I glanced at my son. He fucked his hips up through Lynda’s tits. She had them squeezed tight together, forming a valley for Mark to fuck his cock through. I pressed my tits together. I would have to do that for my son one day.

“Is Duana giving you good head?” Mark asked. He was such a loving boy, making sure his fiancee was pleased.

I could not believe I just thought that. I had been so corrupted.”

“She’s getting better! She…oh, yes. She’s definitely getting better,” Mary groaned.

Joslyn licked harder at my pussy. A hot shudder ran through me as she fucked her tongue in and out of my cunt. I had never felt that before. Joslyn knew her way around pussy. My back arched as my orgasm swelled.

“Oh, yes!” I gasped. “Oh, Mark, her tongue feels so amazing. I can’t wait to try some of what she’s doing to my pussy on Betty when I get home! Oh, wow! Oh, crap! Yes, yes, oh yes!”

My orgasm burst through me. I humped into Joslyn’s licking tongue. I threw back my head while my tits heaved. My orgasm burst through my body. I savored every moment of it as I ground my pussy on the woman’s face.

“Oh, yes, so good,” I groaned. “She made me cum, Mark. Oh, thank you for sending her to me.”

“You’re welcome, Mom,” my son grunted.

My orgasm reached its peak, then I let out a huge exhale. Pleasure buzzed through me and Joslyn kept her tongue licking through my folds. I smiled as I watched my son receive his titty fuck from the busty Lynda.

She now licked his cock’s crown when it neared her lips, her tongue sliding across the tip. Mark shuddered every time. She would lick, he would shudder, and then his cock vanished back into the woman’s pillowy tits. Then it would emerge for another lick.

“Fuck that’s amazing!” I gasped. “Keep licking, slut!”

Lynda giggled. “Glad you…” lick, “…like it!”

Mary panted next to Mark, grinding her cunt into Duana’s face. “Oh yes, fucking suck my clit, whore! Oh, fuck! Oh fucking shit! Here it comes, slut! Drink my juices!”

I sank back down into the chair, my body buzzing. I watched my son. He grew closer and closer to his orgasm. I could tell by the way his face twisted. I licked my lips, envying Lynda. I wished it was my tits wrapped around my son’s cock.

“Fuck,” he grunted. “You fucking slut. Take it!”

I clenched my thighs together as my son’s cum exploded from his dick and splashed across Lynda’s face and landing on her heaving tits. Mark groaned with each blast. Lynda licked her lips, cleaning up the cum stained on them as she rubbed her jizz-covered tits into his cock.

“Fuck, that was nice!” Mark moaned.

“It was,” Lynda panted. Her face was coated in my sun’s jizz.

Mary knelt down and licked a line of my son’s cum up Lynda’s tit. Then she looked at me and hefted Lynda’s other, cum covered tit invitingly. I licked my lips. It was an offer I couldn’t refuse. I moved to them, knelt, and licked up a line of my son’s cum.

It was so salty and delicious. I followed the line up her tit to her neck, then to her lips. I kissed the pilot, thrusting my tongue into her mouth and sharing my son’s cum with her. I moaned into the kiss while my son watched with hungry eyes.

He was such a wicked boy.

* * *

Mark Glassner

“Fuck,” I groaned as I watched my mom kiss Lynda, their tongues snowballing my cum back and forth.

My dick ached. Mary was in on the fun. Her tongue licked its way up to Lynda’s face. Mom broke her kiss and licked down to Lynda’s breasts. She sucked a fat nipple and gold ring into her mouth as Mary kissed Lynda on the lips.

“Mmm, delicious,” Mary purred whens he broke the kiss. “Now let’s see how well you lick pussy, slut.”

Mary pushed Lynda down onto her back. My fiancee straddled Lynda’s face while my mom licked a line of cum that had ran down Lynda’s stomach. I shuddered, my dick aching as my mom’s pink tongue gathered up my jizz. When she reached the end of the line of cum, my mom kept going until she reached Lynda’s shaved cunt.

“Oh, yes, that’s it,” Mary moaned as Lynda squealed into my fiancee’s pussy. “Eat my cunt.”

“How’s her pussy taste, Mom?”

“Delicious,” my mom answered. “Mmm, it’s yummy.”

“Duana, lick my mom’s cunt,” I ordered.

“Yes, sir.”

“And Joslyn, bend that ass over the desk. Time to get fuck.” I stroked my cock. I had to cum again. My mom and my fiancee had licked my cum off a slut. It was so fucking hot.

“Yes, sir,” Joslyn purred. The dusky woman bent herself over the desk and wiggled her ass at me.

It was a delicious sight. Joslyn’s cunt was shaved bare, her labia large and engorged. I moved to her and rubbed the head of my cock on her hot folds. I shuddered, savoring her silky wetness. I found her opening and the tip of my cock popped into her hot embrace. I slid slowly into her velvet cunt and groaned the entire way as her pussy swallowed my cock. She sucked me in, eager for my dick to fuck her hard. I gripped her hips and threw back my head, letting out a long, slow sigh.

“Oh, that feels great,” Joslyn moaned. “Mmm, you got a nice feeling cock, stud.”

“You got a nice feeling cunt,” I moaned, pulling back and thrusting in again and again. “Fucking wet and tight, just the way I like my pussy!”

“Then give me a good fucking, lover!” Joslyn purred. “I could use a nice cum! Haven’t had one yet, today! Eating your mom’s pussy made me so wet.”

“You have to cum everyday, slut?” I asked.

“If not, then the day was wasted.”

“I like your philosophy,” I grinned and gave her ass a hard crack. “If I haven’t cum a dozen times in a day, it was definitely wasted.”

“Ooh, such a virile boast.” She clenched her pussy down on my cock. “I need a nice, fat cock to stretch my poor little pussy until I explode! Please, fuck me hard. Pound my cunt. I need it so badly.”

I pounded her pussy just like she wanted. My balls smacked into her flesh as her tight sheath clenched around my cock. I groaned as I enjoyed every second of her hot, tight pussy. Her sex clenched and relaxed about my dick, sucking me in, begging me to fuck her harder and harder.

“Oh, yes, lick my pussy,” gasped Mary.

I glanced behind me. Mary rode Lynda’s face, grinding hard on the slut while playing with her cum-stained tits. My mom had her mouth still buried in Lynda’s cunt while Duana licked and sucked at my mother’s pussy. Duana licked up and reached my mom’s asshole.

“That’s it, rim my mom’s asshole,” I groaned as I fucked Joslyn. “Shove your tongue right into her back door, slut.”

“Yes, sir,” Duana moaned.

“Shit, this is so hot,” Joslyn moaned. “You’re amazing, sir. You can make people do whatever the fuck you want.”

“Uh-huh,” I panted, pleasure rippling through my body. Her pussy was so tight on my cock. Every thrust sent pleasure flooding through my body.

“I’m going to pee in your mouth, and you’re going to love it, right, slut?” Mary asked.

“Oh yes,” moaned Lynda. “I’ve masturbated so many times to water sports vids! Fill my mouth with your delicious pee.”

“Piss in her mouth, Mare,” I groaned, my balls aching.

Mary sighed as her urine splashed into Lynda’s mouth. The pilot drank Mary’s piss eagerly. I slammed into Joslyn’s cunt faster and faster as I watched my fiancee piss into another woman’s mouth. It was so hot to hear the woman’s degradation. Mary’s face twisted with pleasure.

“That’s it, slut,” she moaned. “Mmm, drink every drop. Oh, yes. You’re my pee slut. I love pee sluts. Now lick my pussy clean. Use your tongue as my toilet paper and wipe my cunt, slut.”

Lynda moaned as her tongue licked and swirled through my fiancee’s pussy. Mary spasmed on her mouth. Her freckled breasts heaved as the pleasure flooded through her. Lynda moaned into my fiancee’s cunt. Lynda spasmed, cumming on my mom’s mouth.

“Oh, yes, she came. She’s a pee slut,” gasped Mary.

“She came so hard,” panted my mom. She shuddered on Duana’s tongue. “Yes, oh yes, I’m cumming! Mmm, that feels so amazing! Oh, thank you for that amazing orgasm.”

Watching my mom turn around, her face sticky with Lynda’s pussy juices, and kiss Duana hard made my balls boil. Mary gasped and shuddered, cumming on Lynda’s mouth while I buried my my dick deep into Joslyn’s cunt.

“Drink my cum now, slut,” Mary gasped, her piss splashing into Lynda’s mouth. It was such an obscene, hot sound. My dick ached in Joslyn’s cunt. “Drink all my juices. Oh, you fucking slut. Devour them. Mmm, yes. That’s it. Drink it all down you horny slut.”

“Shit,” Joslyn groaned. “This is so hot. She’s pissing in Lynda’s mouth. Oh, fuck.”

Joslyn came. Her pussy writhed about my dick, milking my cock. I shuddered and slammed into her depths. My cum burst out of me while she gasped and moaned. I groaned and kept staring at my mom as she kissed Duana.

Her ass was pointed right at me.

It was such a great ass, as tight as any teenager’s. Between her thighs peaked her hairy bush matted with desire. Through her thick pubic hair, glimpses of her pink pussy beckoned. I grunted as the final blast of my cum flooded Joslyn’s cunt.

“Thank you,” Joslyn moaned as I ripped out of her.

I knelt behind my mom and gripped her firm asscheeks. Mom broke her kiss with Duana and glanced over her shoulder at me, her eyes falling onto my hard cock. A naughty twinkle entered her eyes.

I went to her.

My cock poked at at her tight ass. I slid it down, leaving a streak of pre-cum across her firm butt-cheek. I found her silky pubic hair and quested for her hot, wet hole. My mom shuddered as I rubbed my cock against her wet pussy.

“You’re so beautiful, Mom,” I murmured.

“Prettier than your fiancee?” my mom asked with a grin.

“A close second.”

“That’s a good answer, son,” Mom groaned as my cock slid into her tight depths. I loved fucking the very pussy that birthed me.

“He’s the best!” moaned Mary. “Oh, yes, this slut sure knows her way around a snatch! You keep doing that and…oh, yes, that’s nice! Fuck, fuck, yes! That’s it! Oh, God, I’m cumming again! You nasty, fucking slut! Oh, that’s nice.”

“Thank you for fulfilling my fantasy,” moaned Lynda as Mary crawled off of her.

Mary pressed her body against my back, hugging me from behind as I fucked my mother. Her breasts were soft pillows topped with her hard nipples, her silky bush tickled my ass. Her arms wrapped around my waist and her lips were wet on my neck.

I groaned, loving her embrace as I fucked my mother’s cunt. I slammed into her hot depths, bringing gasps of moans from her lips. My mom rocked back into my thrusts, eager for me to spill my seed in her cunt.

“Who are you thinking of keeping for our pilots?” she whispered into my ear.

“Lynda for sure,” I moaned. “Those fucking nipple rings.”

Mary laughed. “And I love a slut that drinks my piss.”

“Joslyn is the prettiest,” my mom moaned as she writhed into my thrusts. She knew how to move her hips to really make my cock throb in her hot depths. It was so hot fucking my mom’s cunt while Mary hugged me. My every stroke rubbed Mary’s silky pubic hair on my ass.

Joslyn was beautiful, with her dusky, Mediterranean skin her brilliant green eyes. “She was a great fuck,” I pointed out.

Mary nipped at my ear. “Joslyn and Lynda then.”

“Yeah,” I panted. “Damn, Mom, you know how to fuck!”

Mom laughed rich and throatily, slamming her ass back into me. “You’re not to bad yourself. Mmm, my baby boy grew up to have a nice cock!”

Her hips moved faster, working her cunt up and down my cock. Taboo pleasure shot right to my balls. The other women watched us, their bodies covered in cum and pussy juices. We had fucked them hard.

My balls boiled. I was ready to come again. This was too much. I never could get tired of fucking my mom’s tight cunt. I stroked her back and slid down to grasp her rotating hips. I held tight, driving my cock harder into her pussy.

“Cum in your slutty mom’s pussy,” Mary moaned into my ear. “Fill her up with delicious spunk.”

“Give me your cum, Mark!” Mom gasped. “Fill your mommy’s womb with your sperm. It’s so wonderful to have you back inside me! Oh, crap! Crap!”

My mom’s pussy spasmed on my cock. Her flesh writhed as she came. I made my mother orgasm. I gave her such pleasure. She threw back her head, screaming my name as her pussy milked my cock, eager for every blast of my incestuous jizz.

My balls tightened.

“Fuck, that feels so amazing, Mom!” I gasped, fucking her faster and faster. My orgasm hurtled at me. I couldn’t hold it off. “Oh, fuck! Here it fucking cums!”

My balls unloaded. My incestuous cum flooded the very pussy that made me. My body tensed as the pleasure rushed out of me. I loved cumming in my mom. I came so hard when I flooded her hungry snatch with every last drop of my jizz.

“Oh, Mark,” My mom panted as she slumped forward. She rolled onto her back, her legs spread obscenely open, my cum oozing out and matting her brown pubic hair. “That was amazing. You are a great fuck, Son.”

“So are you,” I groaned. I took a deep breath, struggling to gather my thoughts. It was hard. Three powerful orgasms made you want to float away. “Joslyn and Lynda, you’re going to be our pilots. You’ll live at the hanger, stay within fifteen minutes of the plane at all times. You will love Mary and myself as your masters, and love each other. Duana, never speak of this to anyone, you can get dressed and go.”

Joslyn moved over to Lynda and stroked her face, my commands settling upon them. “I never noticed how beautiful you are.”

“I know,” moaned Lynda. “You’re so hot.”

The pair kissed, their naked tits pressing together. It was a hot sight. I loved watching women make love, but I needed to chain them. That was why I had brought my mom, though watching her lick my cum off a woman’s tit was a hot bonus.

“Ladies,” I barked, “get over here and take a lick from my mom’s cunt.”

“Yes, Master,” Lynda panted.

She was first, bending down and taking a single lick as I uttered, “Zimmah.” Energy run from my mom then into Lynda and myself, binding the pilot to me. Lynda stared at me in awe as Joslyn took her place and took her lick.

“You two, go home gather your stuff and head to Thun Field, hanger 18,” I told them. I grabbed my discarded jeans and pulled a pair of keys out of my pocket, tossing it to them. “The Gulfstream has already arrived. From now on, you’ll live in the plane. There’s a comfy bed for the two of you to enjoy, internet, satellite TV. Just remember, always be within fifteen minutes of the plane.”

“Yes, Master,” Lynda nodded and then gave Joslyn a wicked smile. “A bed to share, huh? I’m sure we can find some stimulating way to pass the time.”

The two women kissed again, the sight hardening my cock. I was debating fucking Mary before leaving, when my phone rang. I fished it out of my jean’s pocket and glanced at the caller ID. It was Doug Allard. A smile crossed my lips as I answered it.

“Have you found Brandon?” I asked the P.I.

“I found out where he went,” Doug Allard answered. “I bribed an account at his company. He has access to a corporate credit card not under his name. He used it to book a plane ticket from San Francisco. It left only thirty minutes ago. He’s on his way to London and from there to Toulouse, France.”

“What’s in France?” I asked aloud, frowning at Mary.

“The book,” Mary grasped. “One of the copies of the Magicks of the Witch of Endor is in France.”

My stomach sank. Who knew what sort of problems Brandon having the book would cause? “Doug, Brandon’s headed for Rennes-le-Château, the Motherhouse of an order of nuns. The Order of Mary Magdalena. You must stop him from getting a book, the Magicks of the Witch of Endor. Do whatever it takes to stop him.”

“Okay, Mr. Glassner.”

I wanted to go after Brandon myself. But he was going into the heart of the lion’s den—the Motherhouse of the Nuns. Who knew how many of those bitches would be there. It was far too dangerous for either Mary or myself to go anywhere near Rennes-le-Château.

“Mary, where was that third book at?” The first one was at NYU. We were leaving tomorrow to get it. There was third in Europe somewhere.

“Um, with some noble. An Altgrave, I think he was called.” She grabbed her phone and typed. “Yes, he lives in Cologne, Germany.”

“I need to speak with him. Make sure he understands not to let Brandon so much as see that book.”

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