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Steve Davies

Sam looked so sexy in the shower. She let the water spray on her body as she leaned against the wall. My teenage daughter, fourteen and nubile, made my dick so hard. She grinned at me, that mischievous joy on her face.

She grabbed my cock and pulled me to her. I groaned as she stroked me, teasing me. She brought me to her pussy. She rubbed me against her flesh. The shower sprayed on my back as my wicked daughter guided me right to the entrance of her tight, bred pussy.

“Mmm, just slide right in and wash my dirty cunt,” she moaned.

“Cum isn’t soap,” I groaned.

“They’re both frothy and white,” she moaned, wiggling her hips in slow circles.

“True,” I groaned and thrust.

I sank into my daughter’s twat. I shuddered as I felt her hot flesh engulf me. That wonderful delight gripped my cock. I groaned as I sank deeper and deeper into her twat. Her flesh gripped me with that naughty heat.

She whimpered, her arms snaking around my neck. Her small, wet breasts pressed against my chest while she hooked a limber leg around my waist. Her pussy clenched around me as she wiggled her hips, grinning up at me with such wicked delight in her eyes.

I groaned as I drew back through her flesh. Her hot pussy gripped me. I shuddered at the feel of her. I slid deeper and deeper into her body until I bottomed out in her. She whimpered, her eyes going wide for a moment.

Then she shuddered in delight. “Fuck me, Daddy! Clean my pussy!”

“Yes!” I groaned, thrusting into her twat.

Her silky flesh gripped me. Her hot, tight snatch massaged my cock. I pumped it in and out of her. I reveled in every moment that I was in her. Enjoying her. I savored this passion. This wicked delight. Her moans echoed around me, mixing with the sound of falling water.

I thrust faster, harder. I felt the hot grip of her pussy squeezing around me. She gripped me with that feverish, taboo flesh. I was her father, and I was buried to the hilt in her pussy. I fucked her with such passion.

“Daddy,” she moaned. “Oh, my god, yes! Yes! I love you, Daddy!”

“I love you, too,” I groaned.

I leaned in to kiss her, the water splashed across my back. My lips came closer and closer to her and—

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Linda Davies

I trembled as time paused.

I swallowed and stared at the figure who’d appeared when I activated the app, my eyes locked on the lushness of her body. She was so ripe. So feminine. Her breasts had a perkiness that defied gravity. My heart clenched as I sat up, my own large breasts feeling like they sagged so much.

And they were perfectly normal breasts. Great breasts, but I felt so inadequate before her.

My hand clenched down on my smartphone. “You’re an angel?”

Lilith smiled as she sauntered forward. This surge of exhilaration rippled through me. I was getting my own powers. I could do my own editing. This was so wild. My angel was so sexy, a busty version of Anael.

“I am here to give you an offer,” Lilith purred as she reached the bed. She crawled on it, moving through the time-paused room.

“Yes, yes?” I asked, this eager delight surging through me. I wanted her offer. I wanted that so badly. I trembled, my heart racing. This was really happening.

“You can delete the app off your phone at any time,” Lilith continued, crawling towards me across the ruffled sheets of the bed. Her breasts swayed back and forth beneath her, nipples hard and ripe.

“Why would I want to delete it?” I asked, glancing at the phone.

“What you do or don’t do is all up to you,” Lilith said.

Her hand reached my foot. Her finger caressed up my sole. My toes curled as this rush of delight shot up to my cum-filled pussy. My husband had just bred me thanks to Sam’s fertile kiss. I felt his jizz leaking out of me, matting my bush.

“You get one use. That’s it. You can edit anything with it that you have the password for, even if they have already been edited.”

“Anything?” I asked.

“Well, not me or any down below. But one of your husband’s angels. Himself. Yourself. One choice, one chance to leave your mark on the world, and then the app is gone. Deleted. Like it never happened at all.”
She smiled as she spoke. This chill rippled through me. I glanced down, not at my lap or the silk sheets peeking between my thighs. I stared down and down to the metaphorical layers of Hell beneath me.

“You’re a…” I looked up at her. “A… A…” I couldn’t bring myself to say the word aloud. The D stuck on my tongue, unable to form the syllables that came after.

She winked a purple eye at me.

The chill intensified. My hand shook. I had to delete this app. Pressure squeezed about my heart. I groaned beneath the straining. Then I gasped as Lilith ducked her head down and nestled between my thighs. When had she gotten so close to my pussy and…

And…

“Oh… Oh, my,” I groaned as the d… as Lilith at me out. Her tongue fluttered through my bred folds, licking up the cum leaking out of me. I leaned back, pressing my phone to my large breasts. I quivered there, unable to resist.

She felt amazing.

Lilith’s silvery hair draped over my thighs as her tongue licked and lapped through my cuntlips. She caressed me. Teased me. The heat surged through me. My back arched as that amazing bliss shot through my body. Her tongue brushed my labia. My clit.

I whimpered as her hands wrapped around my thighs. Her fingers massaged me while her tongue lapped up my husband’s seed flooding out of me. I shuddered on the bed. It creaked and groaned as she feasted on me. Her tongue darted into the depths of my snatch, teasing me, driving me wild.

“Oh, yes, yes,” I gasped. I squirmed. “Just like that. Oh, wow. Oh, that’s perfect. Yes, yes, you know what I like. What I love!”

She purred and nodded in agreement.

Her tongue danced through my folds again. She licked and lapped and teased me. She devoured me with her hunger. I shuddered as her exciting fingers massaged my thighs while her tongue probed into the depths of my cunt.

She scooped up my husband’s cum from my bred pussy. My breasts jiggled. They bounced up in the air. I thrust my arms over my head, stretching my back. My hands clutched my phone as the rapture shot through me. The bed creaked beneath me, the silky sheets caressing my back and rump.

“Lilith!” I moaned. The d… the naughty creature ate me out. She devoured me with hunger. “Oh, God, yes!”

She thrust her right hand up my belly and grasped my left tit. She squeezed it as her tongue wiggled around in my pussy. Her nose nuzzled into my clit. I groaned as her fingers dug into my tit. I shuddered, the pleasure swelling and swelling.

Everywhere she touched me ignited in a fire. She felt amazing. Her tongue fluttered through me, scooping out the last of Steve’s cum. My eyes squeezed shut. The pressure swelled. I couldn’t endure much more of her licking. Her teasing.

Her wonderful tongue brought me closer and closer to that moment of wonderful surrender.

The point when I would gasp and moan and cry out all my pleasure to the world. It would be incredible. My eyes fluttered. I panted, my heart racing in my chest. I squirmed, unable to believe the rapture that surged through my body.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I gasped. “Oh, that’s it, Lilith. I’m going to cum.”

“Mmm, yes, yes!” she moaned. “Let me feel that passion. Be free and enjoy yourself. Do what you will!”

“I’m going to cream your face!” I gasped. “That’s what I want.”

Lilith sucked on my clit. Her fingers slid up my breast to my nipple. She twisted it while nursing on my bud. The two different pleasures jolted through me. They zapped to my pussy’s depths. My cunt clenched, the pleasure building and building.

My eyes squeezed shut. I gasped out in rapture as my pussy writhed in bliss. My orgasm burst through me. My pussy convulsed, my juices flooding out of me. I groaned and shuddered, my breasts heaving and slapping together. My flesh rippled.

It was incredible. I moaned and gasped, my head tossing back and forth. Stars danced before my fission as the waves of ecstasy kept flooding out of me. She sucked on my clit and tweaked my nipple. Both of those naughty bits throbbed. Ached.

“Lilith!” I gasped. “Oh, my god!”

“Yes, yes,” groaned the d… Lilith. “Unleash your will. Shower me in your cream. Savor it!”

“I am!” I moaned.

My mind drowned in bliss. In ecstasy. The pleasure surged through me. Darkness fuzzed at the edge of my vision. Lilith nipped my clit. Ecstasy burst in my pussy. Another spasming wave of euphoria flooded my body, my tits heaving.

“Mmm, it is your choice how you use this gift,” purred Lilith as I groaned through my ecstasy. “No matter how your husband, or anyone else, edits the world, you will remember this conversation. That you had this opportunity. One choice. You can make yourself rule the world if you will it. If you edit that into your future. This is your chance to build whatever you wish. Use it wisely.

“Or don’t use it at all.” Lilith grinned at me, her lips soaked in my juices. “That, too, is your choice. Your will.”

Rule the world… I trembled at the excitement of it. I just had to edit myself and…

I closed the app and pressed the phone to my heaving breast.

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Steve Davies

I saw Anael flash into existence out of the corner of my eye.

I jerked my head away, pulling my lips from the kiss I shared with my daughter. I buried my cock into her as I looked to my right, searching for my naughty angel. My daughter’s cunt squeezed around, massaging me and teasing me.

“Daddy, fuck me!” she whimpered.

“Right,” I groaned, staring down at her. What was that flash? Just my imagination?

Damn, my daughter felt good. I drew back my hips and kept fucking her.

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Linda Davies

Lilith vanished as time resumed. The shower hissed again. I could hear the moans of my daughter begging Steve to fuck her hard. My entire body trembled. My breasts quivered. I squirmed on the bed, shocked by what just happened.

“That was a… a…” I took a deep breath. “A demon.”

I said the words aloud. They echoed around me. A tremble rippled through me. I pulled the phone up from my breasts. There, beside my banking app and one of those puzzle games I sometimes played when bored was the editing app.

I pressed down on it. The grid appeared, all the apps shrunk a bit. A little X appeared in the corner beside each. I just had to tap that, and the editing app would be uninstalled. My finger hovered over the X. I just had to tap it.

My finger shook.

Come on, just tap it.

I could change one thing…

That thought wormed through my mind as I struggled to drive my finger down. One thing. It didn’t have to be something for me. But for my family. My husband. I could help him in his mission. I could be a good wife to him.

I bit my lip and turned off my phone.

I shouldn’t do this. That was a demon. A demon. She wanted me to do something bad. Something that wouldn’t be good, but… I would control the edit. I would ensure that it would do exactly what I wanted. I would be careful.

Do something for my family.

The shower hissed off.

A moment later a wet and naked Sam burst through the room and rushed by, a big smile on her face. She was out the door in a flesh, my daughter’s footsteps retreating to her room. I trembled as Steve came out.

I put on a fake smile.

Steve frowned at me. “You okay?”

“Hmm?” I asked, trying not to look at my phone on the nightstand. I could feel it itching on the edge of my awareness. That app was on there, just begging to be used.

“You look a little pale,” he said.

“Just a lot of late nights,” I told him. “Our daughters are younger than we are.”

Steve snorted. “True.” He shook his head, glancing at the open door. “Sam is rambunctious today.”

“She’s excited by the gift you gave her,” I said, standing up and grabbing my phone. I tried to be casual about it. “Now, I’m going to shower. Can you get one of the girls to start breakfast while I get ready for church.”

“Sure,” he said, smiling at me.

Should I tell my husband? What if he didn’t understand? What if he wanted me to delete it? I slipped into the shower, my mind reeling with the scope of this power. Did Steve feel this weight? He had new choices every day, but me…

One chance to make the perfect edit.

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James Davies

I woke up with Orihime hugging me tight, her boobs rubbing into my side. Ruri was on her back on the other side, her face relaxed into peace, her small breasts rising and falling. I stirred. I had the weirdest dream in the world. Even now, it felt so surreal. It lingered in me.

I sat up and shook my head.

Orihime whimpered and groaned. She pressed against me and mewled. Ruri’s eyes fluttered open. She sat up with me, the sheets falling away to expose those small breasts I’d drawn for her when I created her, based off one of my favorite characters. I had tweaked her a bit.

“You okay?” Ruri asked, staring at me. “You look a little haunted.”

“Just a weird dream,” I muttered.

“I dreamed that there was this Hollow coming to take my soul,” Orihime muttered, “and I had these weird hairpins that came to life and protected me until you showed up, James. You had a katana and your hair was a reddish blond and I called you Strawberry.” She blinked. “Why would I do that?”

I smiled. “I wouldn’t worry about that.”

“What was your dream?” Ruri asked.

“That my dad gave me the power that any woman that I made love to would find her true love after that,” I said. I frowned as I said that. I felt like I did when drawing with my transformed Coptic marker, a certainty that I had this ability. “Damn, I think my dad edited me last night while we were sleeping.”

“Mmm, did you have blond hair before?” asked Orihime.

“No,” I said. “I’ve always had brown hair and…” I frowned. “If Dad edited me, would I even know if had.”

“So maybe you’re my Strawberry,” said Orihime happily.

I groaned. “Don’t call me that.”

“Hmm,” Ruri said. “If your father did change you, maybe we should search your body to make sure you’re the same.”

“But wouldn’t you just remember that I was always like this if he had changed me?” I pointed out.

“We should be thorough,” Ruri said, a hint of color blossoming her cheek.

“She just wants to touch your body,” Orihime purred. “Rub you and stroke you and do naughty things to you.

“Idiot! I just want to make sure James is okay, that’s it!” Ruri cheeks were scarlet now.

Orihime threw back the sheets, her large breasts heaving. She grinned as she stared down at my body. Her tongue flicked through her lips. “Well, here’s his sexy body. Why don’t you just start rubbing him and touching him and we can find out if there’s anything wrong.”

My dick throbbed as Orihime’s hands stroked across my chest, her fingers digging and kneading into me. I groaned at the heat of her touch. It sent such a wicked shiver through my body. I groaned as she massaged me. Her touch felt so wicked on me.

Then Ruri’s delicate hands found my stomach. She worked in small circles, her cheeks blazing scarlet. Her purple-blue hair swayed loose about her cheeks and down to her shoulders. Her hands danced over my flesh.

“He’s getting hard,” Orihime purred. “Go lower.”

“I’m not rubbing him for that reason,” groaned Ruri as her touch moved down my body.

I grinned, loving the feel of her. Her fingers felt incredible. Those delicate digits around my skin. Her naughty touch inflamed my blood. She moved to my groin, my cock throbbing above her hand. Precum beaded at the tip. My created lover ran her fingers through my pubic hair.

“Mmm,” Orihime purred, her lips nuzzling into my ear. “She’s got that naughty glint in her eyes and look… She’s playing with your bush. I think she wants your cock.”

“I think you’re right!”

Ruri let out a frustrated groan and then her hands split apart, each one sliding past my cock to caress my thighs. She turned her head, her hair falling to hide her blushing cheeks. She shifted to kneel beside me, her cute rump pointed at me.

“Mmm, look at that juicy pussy,” moaned Orihime. You could just make out the wet cleft of Ruri’s tight, hairless pussy. “Look at how excited she is.”

I grinned, my dick throbbing.

“Not listening,” muttered Ruri. “I know you’re the one with the wet pussy.”

“So wet,” purred Orihime, her fingernails digging into my chest. Her large breasts quivered beside me.

I turned my head and sucked on a hard nipple. She gasped and groaned. “Ooh, his lips feel great.”

“What?” Ruri asked. She turned her head and groaned. “Of course you’re feeding him your big breasts.”

“He loves my big boobies,” Orihime purred. “Mmm, he’s just sucking on me. It’s incredible. I love it.”

I nursed on her. I sucked on nibbled, loving the feel of her heavy breast against my lips. My tongue darted around her nipple. My heart beat faster as this wicked heat surged through me. It was an incredible delight.

I loved this passion. My bliss swelled through me. It was this hot delight. My cock throbbed and ached. The passion swelled through me as Ruri went lower and lower with her touch. Her fingers were so delicate as they massaged my thighs. My calves. She reached my feet, rubbing them.

“Everything seems fine down here,” Ruri said as she massaged me, leaned over, her pussy pointed right at me.

I watched it out of the corner of my eye as I nursed on Orihime’s nipple. My busty lover purred and then said, “You didn’t check his cock.” She pulled her nipple from my mouth. “You have to do that.”

“You do that!” Ruri huffed. “I’m concerned about James, not satiating my naughty cunt.”

“Mmm, but I can do both,” Orihime said. With skill, she threw her right leg over my body. Straddling me, she scooted down my form. She grabbed my cock. She pointed my shaft right at her juicy pussy.

I groaned as she pressed herself down my dick. That wonderful delight of her pussy engulfed me. The fantastic heat of her snatch swallowing my shaft had me trembling. I groaned, my heart beating faster and faster. The pleasure surged around me. This amazing delight gripped me. Held me.

It was incredible to experience. I shuddered as her pussy slid down my cock and engulfed me in her juicy passion. My dick throbbed in her depths. Her twat felt incredible wrapped around me. Tight and juicy.

“Damn,” I groaned as she bottomed out on me. “Make sure my cock is working perfectly.”

“I will,” Orihime moaned, her breasts heaving before her as she slid up my dick. “Ooh, it’s feeling good so far.”

“Slut,” muttered Ruri.

“You know you’re a slut, too,” I said. “My slut.” I took her hand and pulled her up the bed.

“Aren’t I your girlfriend?” she asked, staring me with these wide eyes.

I cocked my head. I sensed something was off. “Are you afraid I’ll fuck all these other women and forget about you.”

She shifted.

“Ruri,” I groaned, Orihime sliding her pussy up and down my cock. “You’re my cute loli. I made you. You’ll be mine forever.” I cupped her face, my thumb stroking her fair cheek. Her slender hand gripped my wrist, pressing my touch tighter into her. “They’re never going to replace you and Orihime.”

“Yes!” Orihime moaned, her breasts heaving and bouncing as she rode my cock. “James isn’t ever abandoning us. He loves us.”

“You do?” Ruri asked, staring at me with wide eyes.

I smiled at her. “I love you, Ruri, with all my heart. My dad didn’t mess that up. After all, he gave you and Orihime existence so that I could be happy with you.” It hurt saying that. Dad told me the truth last night. While I had created my two girlfriends, I didn’t bring them to life. “You’re exactly how I imagined you would be. You used to be my fantasy, and now you are my reality.”

Tears shone in her eyes. “Thank you, James. I love you, too.”

I smiled at her and wiped away her tear.

“Good, good,” Orihime moaned. “Now you have to test out his mouth. Sit your pussy on him and make sure he can still eat our pussies as well as always.”

“You already checked his mouth,” Ruri said, squirming, still looking at me.

“I know,” groaned Orihime. “But that was nipple sucking. Have to test his pussy eating skills.”

I licked my lips.

Ruri groaned then nodded her head. She threw her leg over me. I groaned as she lowered her pussy down to my hungry mouth. I savored this wonderful moment as she sunk her cunt down to my hungry mouth. My tongue darted through her folds. I licked and lapped at her. I teased her and made her gasp in delight. I savored eating her.

Loving her.

She gasped, her hips wiggling back and forth on my face. My tongue caressed up and down, stroking her slit. It was incredible to feast on her. I licked and lapped at her. I feasted on her with such hungry aplomb.

I devoured her.

She shuddered atop me. She wiggled her hips. Her pussy ground against my mouth, her spicy juices gushing down my mouth. I feasted on them. Ate them. I devoured them with hunger. I drove my tongue into her pussy’s depths.

Her juices kept flowing. They spilled down into my mouth. I fluttered my tongue around inside her snatch. I savored her flavor. She tasted amazing. Orihime rode me while Ruri gasped and moaned. My dick throbbed, drinking in one lover’s silky cunt while I feasted on the other’s juicy delight.

“How’s his mouth working?” groaned Orihime, her fingernails scratching at my chest as she worked her tight twat up and down my dick.

“Good,” moaned Ruri.”

“Just good?” asked Orihime.

“Better than good,” she whimpered. “He’s… He’s feeling amazing. Just perfect. I love it. I love his tongue feasting on my pussy. I… I love being his slut!”

“Yes!” Orihime moaned, her pussy clenching on my dick.

Ruri’s juices spilled over my mouth. Her hips wiggled back and forth, grinding on me. Her spicy juices tasted so good. Just delicious. I feasted on my loli lover. It was incredible to enjoy my two lovers. My tongue lapped and licked. I feasted on her with such hunger.

The faster Orihime rode my cock, the quicker and quicker I feasted on Ruri’s beautiful pussy. My tongue lathed across her tight slit, loving the sounds she made. Orihime groans were just as sweet, adding to the delight of her tight cunt massaging my cock.

She brought my balls closer to my orgasmic boil.

“Oh, James!” groaned Ruri. “Oh, wow, James! That’s… That’s… I…”

Her moans were just so cute.

“That’s it,” moaned Orihime, her fingernails scratching at my chest. “Bathe James in your passion and love.”

Ruri shifted on me as she moaned. Then Orihime gasped in shock. Ruri was leaning over. Was her face buried in Orihime’s big breasts? I sucked on my loli lover’s clit as the idea that she had her face buried in Orihime’s tits ignited my imagination. My lusts exploded through me. This powerful jolt rippled throughout of my balls. This wonderful surge of rapture that had me gasping and groaning.

Her juices gushed into my face as my cock spurted into Orihime’s pussy.

“James! Orihime!” Ruri moaned, her voice muffled. She must be face-deep in Orihime’s titties.

“Oh, yes, yes!” Orihime gasped as my cum pumped into her twat. She slammed down my cock. “I love you both!”

Her pussy convulsed and spammed around my erupting dick. Pleasure slammed through me as Ruri drowned me in her juices. I gulped them down. I drank them all up as the pleasure raced out of me. It was the best thing in the world. It was a treat I savored.

Treasured.

So much of Ruri’s cream spilled into my mouth. Her wonderful passion drowned me. I gulped it down with such glee. I licked and lapped and savored every last drop of her cream flooding my hungry mouth.

It was such a treat. A treasure I would savor until the end of my days.

“My two beautiful dreams!” I moaned as Orihime’s pussy milked out the last of the cum from my cock.

“James,” my dad called as I trembled through my orgasm. He knocked on my door. “Ruri, Orihime, time to get ready for church.”

I couldn’t be mad. My dad gave me Ruri and Orihime. He brought my dreams to life. I would help him with his. Whatever he needed to do with his powers, I would support him.

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Becky Davies

I shuddered as the sheets rubbed against my nipples as I came awake. They were always so sensitive. They kept me horny all the time, my pussy wet and juicy. No wonder I wanted to be like my mother and seduce every woman I could.

As I came awake, my dream lingered. It felt so real like it was true. I had magical breasts. Women would be attracted to them. I shuddered as Mrs. Alberts shifted awake beside me, blonde hair spilling over her features, making a tangled mess.

“Mmm,” she purred and nuzzled into my tits. “Your breasts are amazing, Becky. I never get tired of doing this.”

I gasped as Mrs. Alberts sucked on my left nipple. Her lips swelled about it. The suction shot straight down to my pussy. My naughty cunt clenched. I squirmed while beside me the married MILF’s daughter, my best friend Tonya, stirred. Her blue eyes blinked. Her blonde hair, a lighter shade than her mother’s, spilled off her face. She had cute breasts, small and perky, while Mrs. Alberts had round ones.

I had big ones. Plump and soft and pillowy.

“Mmm, Mom, that looks nice,” Tonya said. “Morning, Becky.”

“Morning!” I gasped as my friend engulfed my right nipple, sucking the fat nub into her mouth.

My nipples were so sensitive. It felt incredible to have mother and daughter sucking on them. I was so glad Mrs. Alberts convinced her husband to take their son on a camping trip. He understood how his wife needed to have fun with her other lovers from time to time.

Me and her daughter.

It was so wicked that Mr. Alberts was so accepting of not only my affair with his wife, but that his daughter, Tonya, would join our fun. Since Friday, the three of us had been making love. It was so hot to finally have led Tonya into accepting incest.

“Mmm, you two are so wicked,” I moaned, my hands sliding down their bodies as mother and daughter both sucked. Tonya nibbled while her mother had engulfed as much of my nub and areola as she could into her hungry mouth.

Her lips popped off my nipple with a wet plop that left my tit quivering. Then the naughty MILF swallowed my nub again, sucking hard. I groaned, squirming on the bed. My pussy grew wetter and wetter, drinking in their naughty sucking and nursing.

My fingers stroked both their bodies, Tonya’s firmer than her mother’s. They were both so sexy. I loved them. I moved lower and found their bushes, mother and daughter were both trimmed and silky. My fingers slid through their hairs, pressing lower and lower.

I reached Mrs. Alberts wet heat a fraction of a heartbeat before reaching her daughter’s. Then I was sliding across both their pussies, the older woman’s pussy lips thick and swollen, Tonya’s still virginal tight. She hadn’t been with a man.

Yet.

After church, I had a feeling my daddy would take her virginity. She was finally ready. She wanted to save it for marriage. It was a shame we couldn’t marry daddy. I would love to share him with Mom and Sam and Tonya. Sam’s three friends could join the fun, too.

I rubbed the mother’s and her daughter’s pussies sharing the taboo thrill of touching them both. I slid my fingers up and down their slits, my digits getting coated in their juices. They both sucked with more passion on my nubs, Tonya moaning, the vibrations tingling my nipple.

“Oh, my god, that’s good,” I moaned, my thighs squeezing together. My clit throbbed, drinking in the sensations.

I felt my orgasm building.

No other women I’d bedded could cum just from having their titties played with. But me, I could explode from it. No pussy stimulation needed. I shuddered as Tonya’s fingers kneaded my soft breast, adding more sensations that rippled through my body.

“You two are loving me,” I groaned, Mrs. Alberts’s tongue sliding around my nub.

I whimpered at the wicked pleasure. It swept through me. My eyes squeezed shut. The pleasure was incredible. I savored it. My heart pounded in my chest. That heat surged through my body. I groaned and gasped, my heart pounding with excitement.

“Oh, yes, yes!”

Mrs. Alberts’s hand stroked my stomach, her fingernails grazing my bellybutton while she nursed on my nipples again. Then she reached past me and started caressing her daughter’s body. Tonya’s thighs squeezed about my hand, pinning me against her twat.

She squealed about my nipple. Her mother must have found her breasts. Her pussy grew hotter. I stroked them both, their juices soaking my fingers. The air filled with our three musks: tart, tangy, and spicy.

A heavenly bouquet.

I thrust my fingers into both their pussies. I savored the feel of their cunts squeezing about me. Mother and daughter felt amazing about my digits, Tonya tighter. Her pussy almost crushed my fingers while I pumped three in and out of the MILF’s lush twat.

They both shuddered and groaned, sucking harder. They trembled on the bed as they squirmed against me. They made such wicked sounds as they suckled. I loved them. I plunged my fingers in and out of their twats. I gave them such delight.

Such passion.

“Oh, yes,” I moaned, my orgasms swelling. I was coming closer and closer to exploding.

Closer and closer to that wicked pleasure surging through me. I groaned as I trembled on the bed. My head tossed back and forth. The passion rippled through me. I shuddered as their sucking mouths felt incredible.

My heart pounded with delight as they both suckled at the same time. I squealed as my orgasm exploded in my cunt just from their nursing. Waves of pleasure washed out of my convulsing pussy, staining my thighs with my hot juices.

“Mrs. Alberts! Tonya!” I gasped. “Oh, you two love me. You spoil me!”

My fingers pumped faster and faster in and out of their cunts. I savored the incestuous delight that fingering mother and daughter gave. It added a spice to my orgasm surging through my body. The pleasure hammered my mind. Delight rippled through my thoughts. I bucked on the bed, trembling through the hot bliss. Stars burst across my vision.

They kept sucking on me, my orgasm bursting through my body. I was cumming just from their nursing. It was the best. The pleasure swept through my mind. My toes flexed and curled. Dizzying passion swept through me.

“Oh, my god, yes!” I gasped. “Oh, that’s so good. Mmm, you’re both driving me wild. I love it. Yes, yes, yes! Join me!”

My heart pounded faster and faster. The passion burned through my body. I trembled through my orgasm, shuddering in delight at the thrill of experiencing the delight of their sucking mouths. My nipples throbbed and ached. I groaned out in bliss from the passion surging through me. I trembled on the bed as my fingers jammed deep into both their pussies. The heel of my hands ground on their clits.

“Becky!” moaned Tonya, her head snapping up from my nipple as her pussy convulsed around my fingers.

She kissed me hard, thrusting her tongue into my mouth while her tangy juices bathed my hand. She coated me in her passions. They soaked my hand, leaving them dripping with her cream. It rippled delight through my body.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Mrs. Alberts moaned, her lips popping off my nub. Her pussy went wild about me. “You are such a sweet thing, Becky!”

I shuddered as her pussy massaged my three fingers. Her daughter’s cunt spasmed wildly about my other hand. Both my lovers came and came. It was such a sweet thing to share with them. To hear them experience this majestic rapture with me. I beamed in delight, glad to give it to them.

Their trembling slowed. Stopped. They both breathed heavily with me. My orgasm peaked as Tonya broke the kiss with me. Her flushed face beamed with joy, her platinum-blonde hair spilling over her cheeks.

“I love you,” groaned Tonya.

“I love you, too,” I told her. “You’re my best friend.”

“Mmm, you’re both special,” Mrs. Alberts said. She leaned over me to kiss her daughter. I smiled, watching their tongues dance together as they shared their incestuous passion.

I was so glad I’d introduced them to incest. It made my pussy so juicy.

Mrs. Alberts broke their taboo kiss and stared down at me. “We have to get ready for church.”

“Mmm, I do need to see my dad,” I said.

“So do I,” groaned Tonya.

“Yes,” groaned Mrs. Alberts. “I’m so glad Ross is okay with me sleeping with your father. He’s such a sexy man. Your mother’s a lucky woman. And so are you.”

I grinned. Yes, I was.

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Steve Davies

I came downstairs and found the anime girls already up and bustling. Breakfast sounded like it was cooking. One of them, I think her name was Samus, sauntered by in a blue bodysuit that had heels built into it.

That didn’t seem practical at all.

“Morning, Mr. Davies,” she said, nodding her head, her ponytail of blonde hair dancing behind her.

“Samus,” I said as I kept walking.

“Ooh, good morning,” moaned Rita, the Black girl untangling herself from the pile of feminine flesh. They lay on a collection of pillows and blankets scattered across the hallway floor. Courtney and Tammy rose next, their hair equally mused.

Tammy rubbed at her face, her enlarged breasts swaying. They looked as beautiful as I intended, her nipples fat and ripe. One beaded with white milk that made me hunger for them while at the same time I felt like I was in a good mood. That I should be happy.

Rita’s aura of joy permeated throughout the living room.

“Morning treat, Mr. Davies?” offered Tammy, hefting her left boob. She gave it a small squeeze, several beads of white forming around the sides her nipples.

I smiled. As I sank down to enjoy it, I said, “I was wondering if you three girls would like to move into the guest bedroom. You know, since you spend so much time here, and you are pregnant with my children.”

“Oh, my gosh, yes,” Courtney said, a gleam in her eyes. “We, uh… We like being around you, Mr. Davies.”

“Yeah,” said Rita, smiling. The Black girl looked beatific, a saint gracing us with her presence.

“Wonderful,” I said as I settled down before Tammy. The brunette hefted her large tit to me in invitation.

I leaned down and took a suck. I gasped in delight at the taste of her sweet milk spilling hot across my tongue. It squirted out of her. I pulled my mouth away, eyes opening wide from my first experience with breast milk. I swirled the cream around inside my mouth and savored the taste of her.

There was this aftertaste that was like a cantaloupe or a honeydew melon.

“Damn, that is good,” I said.

Tammy frowned. “You say that like you’ve never enjoyed my breast milk before, Mr. Davies.”

“I sometimes forget how amazing you taste,” I lied. I remembered the original timeline, not this new one. I bet I had enjoyed her breast milk many times since she started “lactating” at fourteen.

“Well, there is plenty more,” she said. “Enjoy your breakfast, Mr. Davies.”

I latched onto Tammy’s fat nub and suckled. I groaned as that wonderful milk spilled over my tongue. It soaked my taste buds and sent such delight rippling through my body. I swallowed it, the warmth hitting my belly and spreading through me.

“Mmm, that’s it, Mr. Davies,” purred Courtney. She moved behind me and started rubbing my back in slow circles.

I groaned into Tammy’s nipple. Just like I had intended, Courtney’s fingers relaxed away the stress I didn’t even know I had. I was in heaven, my two teenage concubines surrounding me. I nursed from one and savored the massage of the other.

Courtney’s fingers worked magic on my muscles, her thumbs digging into knotted spots and relaxed away the tension. I suckled with hunger on Tammy’s nipple, my dick growing harder and harder as I drained her breast. I stroked her sides while she cradled my face, stroking me, teasing me.

I closed my eyes and enjoyed this. The new edits I made to these girls were amazing. They were wonderful. Sam would have her sexy friends around with her always. We would have so much fun. More and more milk flowed into my mouth, mixing with the relaxing touch of Courtney’s finger.

I drifted in a pleasant daze. I was so lost to it, I didn’t hear my wife coming down the stairs and giggling. “You need to get dressed, Steve.”

I blinked and pulled my mouth from Tammy’s nipple. “What?” I croaked. “Dressed?”

“Church,” she reminded.

I blinked. My wife was already dressed. How long was I nursing and being massaged for? “Right, right. You girls need to get ready, too.”

“Yep,” said Sam, wearing a cute, pink dress with a high neckline that also left her arms bare. She had a bounce to her step, her fiery hair swaying about her elfin faces. “You can perv on my friends later, Daddy.”

Rita giggled.

I rose, dick hard, and headed upstairs. The church was important. It was a community. I had to stay connected to make sure I gave my town what they needed. Today, after church, I would meet with my family and figure out how to transform first Rainier and then the rest of our area into perfection. No more using politicians.

No more making mistakes.

Everyone would be happy and cared for.

I loved my powers.

To be continued…

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