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Steve Davies

I closed the editing app. Reality lurched around me as Anael and Jophiel vanished.

The moans of my youngest daughter and JoBeth, my student and newest concubine, burst to life. The pair sixty-nined, Sam on top of JoBeth. My dick throbbed as I glanced at my daughter as she licked my cum out of JoBeth’s pussy. The two underage girls loved each other.

I had used the last two edits for the day. One on JoBeth, giving her a naughty ability in addition to making her one of my concubines. She wanted to be one before I edited her, and now that she was pregnant with my child thanks to Sam, I would care for her. The other edit I did to make my wife happy.

I hoped Linda loved the changes.

I watched Sam and JoBeth feasting. They were both lost to their pleasures. Sam thrust her tongue into JoBeth’s cunt, licking out my jizz. I smiled, loving the sight. Her red hair draped down her face. Her hips wiggled from side to side. JoBeth gripped my daughter’s rump, pulling her pussy down, eating hot cunt.

I smiled. Things were progressing. There were no obstacles to making the world a better place. I just had to edit the world. Rainier and Seattle were done. I had so many more cities to do. Over the next few weeks, America would change bit by bit.

The door to my classroom opened. Linda entered, her eyes glossy with tears. She pulled off her pink scrub top before the door even closed behind her, baring her large tits. She had to strip naked, affected by the room’s aura.

But she didn’t have to look at me with this tearful joy.

“Steve,” she said, pressing down her scrub bottoms. She wore no panties, either. “You… This… I…”

I strolled to her as she straightened. She left her scrubs on the floor as she flew to me. She threw her arms around my neck. Her breasts pressed into my chest. I savored the softness of breasts against me contrasting with her hard nipples. I pulled her tight as she kissed me.

“Thank you,” she whispered between kisses, her lips hot. Tears spilled down her cheeks. “Thank you, Steve. Thank you.”

I stroked her back and rocked her, joy bursting through my heart. I smiled as she stared up at me with green eyes. The love in her emerald depths made my own heart beat faster. She knew what I’d done. I savored her delight.

“I should have done it earlier,” I told her when she finished kissing me. “I just didn’t think of it.”

“Thank you,” she said again. I had edited her best friend and lover to join us. Marissa had been Linda’s lover before we ever dated. In the original timeline, my wife kept her relationship with Marissa a secret, ashamed of her bisexuality but unable to stop herself from seeing her friend a few times a year to satiate those desires I couldn’t give her.

I’d changed it so she revealed her relationship with Marissa when they were still dating in college. They never broke it off but my wife still chose me. Marissa moved away. Though in this new timeline I’d had a few threesomes with Marissa, she’d really only did it for my wife. Now Marissa was coming here to move in with us.

To be my second wife once I had arranged for bigamy to be legal.

“I just didn’t think of it,” I admitted. I really should have done this in the beginning. Maybe I still held some resentment leftover from finding out Linda had cheated on me. Not that the Linda before me ever had. Not after I’d edited her the first time.

“Thank you,” purred Linda. She had this husky delight in her voice. “You deserve a reward for this. I love you.”

“I love you, too,” I said. “Marissa’s going to be happy with us.” I wondered, for a moment, why Linda had never asked me to do it. Well, she wasn’t mad that I’d done it. She was happy.

“She will be,” she said as she broke the huge. She grabbed my hand and pulled me to the desk. Then she paused at the sight. An amused smile played on her lips.

“That’s JoBeth,” I said. “She’ll be moving in with us.”

“I see,” she said. “Dirty teacher.”

“Guilty,” I said, smiling at my wife.

She changed direction and brought me around it to my chair. She pressed me down. My naked ass pressed down on the cheap fabric. I was growing used to feeling the cloth on my bare rump. My wife sank down to her knees before me, her hands gripped her tits. She hefted him, squeezing them. Her fingers kneaded them.

My wife piled her breasts around my dick. She squeezed her tits against my cock. I shuddered as her boobs felt amazing. My dick throbbed as they worked up and down my shaft. She massaged me. The pleasure surged down my cock. My balls tightened. My back arched as I groaned.

“Yes, enjoy,” she said, smiling up at me. “You earned this. You are the best husband in the world. You know that?”

I grinned at her. “You’re not a bad wife yourself.”

She arched her eyebrow. “Not bad? I’m giving you a titty fuck.”

I groaned, my hand sliding down from her hair to caress her cheek. “Yes, you are. You are amazing, Linda. I don’t have any regrets.”

Her eyes blazed. Her head turned and her lips pressed into my palm. I groaned, my dick throbbing in the valley of her breasts. The precum leaked out of me. Her nipples caressed my stomach, massaging me while those silky tits pressed around my shaft. My toes curled. Her fingers dug into her tits as she loved me.

The pleasure rippled down my shaft. It flowed through me. The soft and pillowy caress of her tits massaged the tip of my dick. The bliss surged down my shaft. My cock throbbed between her lush boobs.

My wife loved me. Her lips lowered. I groaned when her tongue brushed the crown of my cock when it emerged from between her boobs. She danced it around my tip, teasing me before her tits slid up and engulfed my dick again.

She slid her tits back down and sucked on the tip for a moment.

“Damn,” I groaned, my hand sliding back to her dark-red hair. I gripped her as she loved me. The moans of our daughter and JoBeth echoed in the background. Those two girls writhed together as I savored my wife’s tits. “You are an amazing woman.”

She looked up at me, her tits squeezing tighter around my cock. “I’ll show you amazing. I want you to cum all over my face. I know how much you like that, dirty teacher. Just spray my face with that jizz. Paint my face and mark your territory.”

My dick twitched in her tits.

“Mmm, you want that,” she moaned, working her tits faster. Her nipples rubbed against my stomach. “You want to have all your women decorated in your cum.”

“Damn,” I groaned, my balls tightening. “You know me too well.”

She smiled at me. “That’s why I have to support you. Love you. Keep you out of trouble.”

The delight in her eyes sent joy through me. My dick ached as her tits massaged me. She pumped up and down my shaft. Then her head ducked down. Her lips sucked on the tip of my cock when it emerged.

The jolt of her sucking pressure shot to my balls. They tightened.

Every time her tits slid down, her lips engulfed my cock. That brief suck. That wonderful pleasure. It surged through me. My balls tightened. I groaned, each one bringing me towards exploding. Her tits felt amazing. Her stroking tongue awesome.

“Linda, I’m going to cum all over that pretty face,” I panted. “Just dripping in my jizz.”

“Yes, yes,” she moaned. “Ooh, mark me. I’m your wife, Steve. Your loving wife. I’m going to do everything for you. I’m going to ensure our family is happy.”

“Yes,” I groaned, my hand tightened. “Linda!”

Her lips sucked on my dick. My balls tightened. Her mouth popped off my crown as her tits slid up. They engulfed my crown. Her pillowy flesh massaged my sensitive tip. The caress sent me over the edge as she slid her mouth down.

Right before her lips engulfed my cock, I erupted.

“Fuck, Linda!” I grunted as my dick exploded.

My cum fired out with passion. Those powerful blasts of my seed rushed out of me. I shuddered, my dick tightening. The pleasure spurted over and over from me. My back arched into the chair. My cock erupted over and over. My cum burst out and splattered across her face. I painted her features. I loved the sight of my spunk spilling over her.

It was the best passion in the world. This amazing bliss that had me trembling. My heart pounded in my chest as my spunk coated her face. I drenched her. I coated her in my jizz. My toes curled as the pressure rushed through me.

“Shit, shit, Linda! I love you!”

“Steve!” she moaned, massaging my erupting cock as my cum splattered her features. “Yes, yes, coat me in your jizz.”

“Yes, bathe her, Daddy!” Sam cheered.

She knelt at the edge of the desk looking down at us, her face smeared in JoBeth’s cunt cream. My new concubine hugged my daughter from behind and peered over her shoulder. JoBeth, too, had pussy juices adorning her face.

“Wow,” she whispered as my last spurt of cum splashed my wife’s face.

“Yes, Steve,” groaned Linda as the pleasure burned through me, dying into that buzzing bliss. “Mmm, you drenched me. You marked me.”

“You are so naughty, Mommy,” Sam groaned, our daughter’s green eyes sparkling in delight. “Ooh, you look so hot, Mommy. I wish my titties were big enough to get a fuck, but then I wouldn’t be so cute.”

I grinned at my daughter. “Mmm, yes you are, kumquat.”

“Yep, I’m cute as fuck.” Sam shuddered, her tits cupped by JoBeth. “She loves them.”

“Yes, she does,” my wife moaned. She stood up, her tits sliding from my cock. My jizz splattered across her tits, falling from her face as my cum ran down her features. Pearly rivulets adorned her face, crossing her cheeks, rolling down the side of her nose to her lips. “Mmm, so you are my husband’s newest concubine.”

“Yes, Mrs. Davies,” JoBeth said. She slipped around from behind Sam. “May I kiss you?”

“Of course,” my wife said, grabbing the girl’s shoulder. JoBeth’s curly, brown hair swayed about her shoulders as the girl leaned in and kissed my wife’s cum-coated lips.

My wife groaned, shuddering as she felt the effect of JoBeth’s lips. I smiled in delight at the naughty edit I’d done to JoBeth. Like I’d given Sam’s kiss the ability to trigger a woman to become pregnant with the next man she fucked, JoBeth’s lips had a different ability.

My wife shuddered, kissing the girl hard, arms sliding around JoBeth’s neck. My wife’s tits pressed into JoBeth’s small, conical breasts. Their tongues flashed while my jizz ran down my wife’s face, more spunk reaching their lips.

“Damn, that’s hot, Daddy,” Sam said.

Linda broke the kiss and panted. “What did you do to this girl, Steve? I feel amazing.”

“Like you just had a great night’s sleep?” I asked.

“Yes, that’s better than coffee.”

I grinned at her.

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Linda Davies

Excitement quivered through me as we waited at the airport. Marissa’s plane would land soon. Steve’s edit ensured that she would arrive tonight, flying in on a red-eye flight to move in with us. To be Steve’s second wife.

To share our bed.

I would finally have them both together. I loved Steve more than Marissa, but I could never stop loving her. She was the first woman I’d ever been with. If I hadn’t met Steve, I might be fully a lesbian, living with Marissa, seducing hotties with her. It worked out better for me, but poor Marissa couldn’t have me.

I felt bad sometimes that I didn’t love her as much as she loved me. I couldn’t help how I felt.

Despite the late hour, a few minutes from midnight, I felt refreshed. Steve and I both had kissed JoBeth before leaving our home in Rainier and driving to SeaTac International Airport. I sat beside my husband at the baggage carousel for Marissa’s flight.

“You remember that woman you edited here?” I purred, my thoughts drifting to a few weeks ago when I’d returned from my weekend with Marissa. Steve had gained his editing powers while I was in Las Vegas.

I’d missed out on both my daughters being deflowered because I was out of town. The current me was still a little saddened I hadn’t seen those two wonderful moments. Steve had changed me. I knew it, but I didn’t feel it. It didn’t bother me that he’d made me accept incest and having sex with underage girls.

That was who I was. The editing app was amazing.

“That sexy woman you changed,” I continued, rubbing my cheek into his.

“Veronica Haidt? Yeah, she’s still changed.”

“So she’s still going naked, huh?” I asked.

“Yep. She’s immune to all the effects of exposure, just strutting around with that hot body of hers.”

“Mmm, I hope she’s having fun with her exhibitionism,” I said. “Makes me want to do something equally naughty.”

His phone beeped, getting a notification. “It’s midnight. I was going to edit two cities, but…”

I shuddered as he gave me a glance. He would do something naughty. He had twelve edits a day now, but it took six for him to modify a city. If he did anything else, it would delay us by a day. I shuddered. As much as I wanted to scratch that itch in my twat, it would be better for our family not to.

“No, no, edit away. You did some naughty things today. Let’s be good.”

He grinned at me and swiped his screen. I drew in a deep breath as I saw the app open. Anael and Jophiel appeared lounging on the baggage carousel. I was edited to see the angels. The slender Anael had her hand between the busty Jophiel’s thighs, fingering her.

“Master!” she purred while Jophiel moaned in orgasmic delight and—

The two angels were standing before us, Jophiel giving a satisfied nod. “That definitely did it, Master.”

Steve had edited reality.

My husband had a big grin on his face. “Olympia and SeaTac done.”

“SeaTac, huh?” I asked, looking around. Olympia was the State capital, not a big city but important to influence the lawmakers. SeaTac was a tiny town on I-5 between Seattle and Tacoma (hence its name). However, it was the location of the largest Airport in the Pacific Northwest. International flights came through here from Asia. Japan, China, Singapore, the Philippines, and more. “Smart.”

“I have my moments,” he said. “Wait until you see the new laws that are going to start being passed.”

“Oh, like bigamy laws?” I asked, delight playing in my face. “Decriminalizing of incest? Lowering the age of consent?”

“Maybe,” he said, smiling at me.

He stood up and stretched his back. “I think that took me about an hour.”

“The burdens of power,” I said as I heard his back crack.

My phone beeped. I pulled it out and a rush of excitement surged through me. “I’ve landed! Be with you soon!”

I smiled as I stood up. Steve glanced at me and said, “She landed?”

I nodded the rush of emotions surging through me. A bubbly, giggly rush shot through me. I wiggled my hips back and forth. I fanned my face. My breasts rose and fell, my blood rushing through my veins. My hair swayed about my shoulders. My nipples hardened with my excitement.

I grabbed Steve to support myself. This was really happening. I was going to have both my lovers in my life. I was glad things were expanding. Our daughters were amazing and the concubines were sweet. The Anime girls were fun, too. A pair of them hovered around, our chauffeurs and general servants.

They were all happy to serve us.

“Steve, I really love you,” I whispered. I came so close to doing something so selfish. I held him tight. “You know that.”

“I do,” he said. “I’ve cheated and looked in the app.”

I giggled and rubbed my cheek into his shoulder. I clung to him. I held him tight. Giddy joy. I couldn’t help it. I bounced on the balls of my feet. My large tits bounced in my low-cut top. My pussy itched as my excitement mounted. Passengers began filtering in rolling their carry-ons and…

“Linda!” a woman called. The woman.

“Marissa!” I squealed.

I broke away from my husband and raced to my lover. Her curly, black hair swayed about her tan face. Her round breasts bounced in her tight top. She had such joy on her face, her white pants clinging to her hips and thighs. She looked so beautiful.

Did Steve do any enhancements to her? Would I remember the differences if he had?

Our arms went around each other. Our lips met in a hot kiss. I groaned. Our tongues darted and danced around each other. I held her tight. We rocked together. My breasts pressed into hers as I loved her. Tears spilled down my cheeks as the joy burst through me. Our arms tightened.

No more seeing her for a few weekends a year. She would be in my life.

Marissa broke the kiss, her brown eyes glistening. Such joy shone on her round face.

“I’m so glad you’re here,” I whispered. “I’m glad you took my husband up on his marriage proposal. I’ve wanted this for a while.”

“I just had to realize you loved him more,” Marissa said. “To accept it. I never wanted to accept that. I kept holding out hope that you wouldn’t go back to him. That each time you’d decide to stay and be with me.”

“I’m sorry,” I told her, stroking her back. “I can’t help how I feel. I love you both, but…”

“But he stole your heart. He’s your soulmate.” Marissa drew in a deep breath. “I get that. He’s a great guy. He was always willing to share you. I guess he knew you’d always come back to him.”

“Always,” I whispered. Even in the previous life, I couldn’t remember, when I would go to Marissa behind his back, I would return to him.

“Well, I like your husband. I think…” She smiled. “I think this will work out. The three of us will be happy. He’s going to get bigamy legalized. I believed him when he told me.””

“So, how long have you two been talking?” I asked.

“Two weeks or so,” she said. Her new reality was one I didn’t remember. “He wants you to be happy. He’s a great guy.”

“And he told you about other aspects of our life?”

“It’s hot that you have sex with your daughters,” she purred. “When he told me, it made me so wet. I want to see it.”

I smiled, loving my husband’s power.

My husband was watching us, waiting patiently. I took Marissa’s hand and said, “Time to greet your new husband.”

She nodded. “It’s not like it’s our first time. Though… he is cuter than I remember.”

“Mmm, he gets sexier by the day,” I purred. “He’s mayor now, and he’s going to be so much more.” He was going to rule the world once I figured out how to find Sandalphon’s real name and get my husband to edit the angel. I just knew my husband’s power would be unstoppable then.

Marissa sauntered to my husband, breaking away from me. I smiled as she threw her arms around Steve’s neck and kissed him. With hunger. He hugged her. I smiled, so glad he’d ensured that my friend and lover would be as happy as me. I knew she would find joy in joining our family.

It was almost complete.

The best part, everyone around us didn’t seem to mind. Not me kissing Marissa then her kissing my husband. There was a friendly atmosphere I’d never felt at the airport. People were talking to each other, strangers chatting, not just acting standoffish. A sense of community rippled around me.

My husband’s powers at work.

We gathered Marissa’s bags. Well, Samus and Zelda did. The anime girls were happy to do it. They were both beautiful, and Zelda had these long, pointed ears that were cute. I guess she was an elf. They were both wearing normal clothing, but they still had this unearthly perfection about them, Samus with the grace of a warrior, Zelda the regal bearing of a princess.

Marissa didn’t comment on them at all. She was expecting it.

As we stepped outside onto the driveway before the airport, our SUV pulled up. Yurika was driving it, a bit of a ditzy Anime girl with blue hair. Steve opened the door and ushered us in as Zelda and Samus through the luggage in the back. Marissa sat between my husband and me, a big smile on her lips.

We kissed her.

Steve and I took turns enjoying her lips. When she tongue-wrestled with my husband, my lips nibbled on her cheekbone and licked up to her ear. My left hand reached across my body to caress her hand. I squeezed her breasts. I pinched her nipples through her top. When she kissed me, I melted into her. I groaned into her kiss, our tongues dancing together while Steve kissed at her neck, making her whimper.

Her hands rubbed at our thighs, rasping over my husband’s jeans and caressing my silky thighs. I loved it, my tongue kissing her with passion. My nipples ached. My pussy burned with my aching need to make love to her.

“Oh, my god, this is hot,” moaned Marissa. “How long has it been since we had a threesome?”

“Can’t remember,” groaned Steve. The truth. He couldn’t remember any of them.

I could. “Five years ago when you came up for Christmas.”

“Oh, yes, yes, that little romp in the living room while we set out the Christmas gifts. Your children are heavy sleepers.”

“Mmm, not any longer,” I groaned.

Steve grinned. “They’ll keep you up all night. At least Sam and Becky will.”

“They’re sleeping with each other tonight to let us have our reunion,” I moaned, “but they’ll mob you. Don’t be surprised when they do.”

“Oh, god, yes,” moaned Marissa and she kissed me again.

This late, there was no traffic as we took I-90 to the east side. Rainier lay beside Bellevue, a medium-sized town across Lake Washington from Seattle. Soon, we were driving through familiar streets and then pulling up at our home.

“Okay, we’re here!” Yurika announced as we pulled up at our house. It was remodeled over the last few weeks. At least, I remembered it being remodeled and living through the annoyance. Steve had edited it this morning. We had a whole wing added to our house to provide rooms for the concubines. The Anime girls didn’t need extra space. They could rest on the page they were drawn on, going into sweet dreams until we needed them.

It was weird, but they didn’t mind.

I clung to Marissa as we climbed out of the car. We kissed and held each other as we moved through the house, passing from the garage to the kitchen and then upstairs. Steve followed us, pulling off his clothes as I savored the taste of Marissa’s lips. My heart pounded in my chest as we passed our children’s rooms. Sam’s door was open, her bed made but empty. I knew she was sleeping with Becky. James had his door shut, too, resting with his two girlfriends.

He loved the bigamy laws being passed.

Then we were in the master bedroom. I held Marissa tight to me, my heart pounding. We sank down on the bed, our hands roaming each other. Stripping each other. We had to break our kiss to pull off her top. Her round breasts jiggled, constrained in a red bra with a black bow between the cups and trimmed in matching lace.

“This is new,” I said.

“Found it after you left,” she said. “I had to wear it for you.”

“I love it,” I said. “We’re going to do so much shopping. I know this great store that sells delicious lingerie.”

“Nice,” she said and then reached behind me to unzip the back of my dress. She pulled it down and arched an eyebrow at the soft-gray bra I wore decorated with patches of lace around the cups. “I love these.” She cupped my tits, her thumbs caressing the pattern. “Did you buy those there?”

I nodded then groaned as her thumbs brushed over my nipples. Pleasure surged through me. My cunt clenched. I rubbed my thighs together, my cunt on fire. She reached behind me to unhook my bra.

I did the same to her.

Steve watched us, naked and hard, as we removed our bras. Our tits spilled out, hers round and firm, mine large and lush. Marissa had a delicious, tan hue to her skin. She pressed her breast against mine, rubbing against my ivory boob. My pink nipples brushed her dusky nub. Pleasure shot through me.

I smiled in delight as I kissed her again.

Our tongues dueled. We stretched out on our sides, kissing hard. Our hands went to work. I undid her white pants, shoving them down her hips while she pushed my dress off mine. We squirmed, working them off, getting naked. We were down to our panties, touching each other, rubbing each other.

As cute as our panties were, they had to go.

We broke our kiss and, in unison, rolled on our backs and hooked our panties. We grinned at each other, both on the same wavelength. Then we glanced at my husband—our husband—watching us with an eager smile. We shoved our panties off our hips and lifted our thighs, flashing our pussies at him as we took them off.

We both giggled when Steve groaned. I threw my panties at him. He caught mine while Marissa’s landed on his cock, dangling from it. He snatched it up in his other hand. He brought them to his nose and inhaled deeply.

“Mmm, what do you say,” Marissa purred to me, her hand stroking my side. “He looks happy, but he could be feeling more joy.”

I glanced at her. “What naughty thought is trickling through your mind.”

She winked at me and then crawled forward. I matched her. We reached the end of the bed, Steve still savoring the scents of our pussies. Mine had a spicy musk while Marissa’s was sweet and delicious. We slipped to the floor, kneeling before him, and grabbed his cock.

Her black hair caressed my shoulder as we leaned in. Our cheeks met, caressing. I shuddered then groaned as we nuzzled into the tip of his dick. Our hands gripped his throbbing dick while our tongues darted around him.

It had been five years since we’d shared Steve’s cock. This wonderful flutter shot through me. My tongue surged over my husband’s cock and brushed my lover’s doing the same. Our lips nuzzled together as our tongues danced around his tip. It was so hot.

My pussy dripped.

“Damn,” Steve groaned, dropping our panties to grab our silky hair. “What a delicious treat.”

I smiled up his handsome body. He stayed fit thanks to my healthy cooking and exercise. We both were in great shape. I was a nurse, so I wasn’t about to let my family eat poorly. His smile brimmed with his joy as our tongues pleased him.

My heavy tits swayed as I shuddered. My side rubbed against Marissa’s. Our lips both nibbled on him. Then she slid over his cock’s tip. He groaned as she sucked. I kissed at the corner of her mouth as she blew him.

“Fuck, yes,” he groaned, his grip tightening in my hair. “Marissa, that’s incredible.”

“Enjoy your new wife’s mouth,” I purred, staring up at him. My heart pounded. He was such a sexy man. He had all us women panting for him, and I was his wife. His favorite.

His queen. Empress.

Pleasure surged through me as Marissa bobbed her head up and down his dick. She loved him, drool running out of the corner of her mouth. I licked it up, savoring the taste. My tongue kept going, following her cheekbone back to her ear.

“Mmm, that’s your husband’s cock you’re sucking,” I purred. “The man we both love. Please him.”

Marissa groaned around his dick.

“Just like that,” I moaned, my pussy growing hotter and hotter. “He’s going to mark us. He’s going to cum all over our faces.”

She whimpered and sucked with such passion.

Steve groaned as she pleased him. I kissed back to her mouth, nibbling at the corners as she bobbed and sucked. Then she drew back up his cock, his dick throbbing in my tight grip. Her lips popped off.

I swallowed him.

“Oh, Linda,” she moaned. “Mmm, I’m glad I’m here.” She glanced up at Steve. “You like that? Your wives pleasing your dick.”

“What do you think?” he asked.

“That you’re a horny perv getting off on this,” she moaned. “You’re going to cum all over our faces.”

Steve’s dick twitched in my mouth.

“I’m going to baste you both,” he groaned, his chest rising. The flavor of his precum grew stronger. “You’ll both be dripping in it.”

Marissa shuddered beside me. “Hot!”

He winked at us.

I shuddered and sucked on his cock. I nursed, my cheeks hollowing. I drew out more of his precum, the preview for that salty delight to come. My pussy clenched. A wave of heat rushed through my body, setting off all these naughty fires. My heart pounded. This fast beat that left me dizzy. My tongue caressed his cock. He tasted amazing.

My heart beat fast. The rapid beat surged through me. My cunt clenched. I popped my mouth off, drool running down my chin. Marissa engulfed him with hunger. He groaned as she sucked hard, her eyes squeezing shut.

We traded his cock back and forth. We sucked on him. Loved him. Shared him. He groaned, gripping our hair, holding us to his cock. He didn’t have to, but it made this sexier. My pussy juices soaked my bush. I smelled my spicy musk and her sweet cream.

“Cum on our faces,” moaned Marissa as I sucked on his dick. “Do it. Jizz all over your wives’ faces.”

I shuddered and sucked harder.

“Damn,” he groaned, his chest rising. Then he grinned and growled, “I’m getting there. Just… Just… Fuck!”

I ripped my mouth off his dick as he erupted.

Hot cum fired from my husband and splattered in a line across my face and then onto Marissa’s. We opened our eyes, our hands pumping up and down his pulsing dick. That wonderful, salty jizz splashed across us. It coated us. I whimpered, the heat racing through our bodies. I trembled, my heart pounding in my chest.

It was incredible to feel. To bathe under his jizz. It spurted out across me again and again. This hot and salty cum. It was this incredible passion. A powerful pulse of bliss that surged through me. It coated our faces. I enjoyed his spunk coating me. Us.

His hot seed ran in rivulets down my face. It spilled over my features. I whimpered, my cunt clenching. The jizz ran down my face. I felt dizzy from it. This was an incredible treat. A delight to enjoy. More and more spunk splashed onto my features.

I groaned, my heart pounding as he marked us.

“Damn!” he grunted.

“Steve!” I moaned. The salty flavor soaked through my mouth.

“Yes, yes, cover us!” whimpered Marissa, her hot cheek rubbing against mine as more cum splashed onto our faces.

“You two are so beautiful,” he groaned as the last spurt spilled out, a watery jet that landed on my lips.

I savored it.

I was so happy as I turned to Marissa, staring at her tan face coated in his pearly spunk. Hunger burned in her eyes. Our lips met in a jizz-stained kiss as the cum ran down our features. That warm, wonderful spunk.

Our husband’s seed.

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Steve Davies

It was hot watching them lick up my cum. It had my dick hardening as they scooped up the jizz. They passed it back and forth. I’d marked them as mine. It should be demeaning, but they loved it. It made them feel special.

Let them feel my love.

Well, I loved Linda. Marissa was the woman who almost stole her away, but… She was no longer a rival. She was an ally. She was a great woman. I relaxed my resentment. I would put it aside for Linda’s sake.

I could learn to love Marissa. I was growing fond of my concubines. My heart was large enough for more.

“Mmm, come on,” my wife said once they’d licked each other clean. She grabbed Marissa’s hands and stood up. “We need to have some fun. I’m soaked.”

“I can do something about that,” Marissa said as she rose, her round breasts grazing my wife’s large tits.

“And I know you’re just dripping,” Linda purred as they sank down on the bed. “I bet our husband could handle that.”

“I’m up to the challenge,” I said, my dick throbbing. I had relived an old memory of a threesome with Marissa, but this was truly the first time I would do it from my perspective. My dick twitched at the thought.

Changing reality was confusing but so much fun.

My wife grinned. She grabbed a pillow and shoved it beneath Marissa’s rump, elevating her pussy. It aimed right at me. That delicious cunt just dripping with juices begging to be enjoyed. My cock throbbed and ached.

I moved to the bed. I climbed on to it, my cock throbbing and twitching before me. I licked my lips, my heart pounding in my chest. It was such a delicious treat. I would slide into Marissa and enjoy my new woman.

“Fuck her,” moaned Linda as she straddled Marissa’s head. The tan woman grabbed my first wife’s thighs, pulling her down. Linda’s red-furred muff pressed into Marissa’s lips. “Pound her, Steve. Make her cum while she…” Her eyes widened. She shuddered, her large tits heaving. “While she makes me explode.”

“Mmm, I love to,” Marissa moaned. Her jaw worked, the muscles in her neck playing as she feasted on my wife.

I moved onto the bed and between Marissa’s thighs. Linda’s tits swayed as she leaned over to grab my cock. She gripped me tight and pulled me closer and closer to our wife. A naughty gleam shone in her emerald eyes.

I groaned as she pressed my cock into Marissa’s pussy. This shiver raced through me. My balls tightened. I sucked in a deep breath. My dick twitched and throbbed against Marissa’s shaved pussy. Her vulva parted, her pink, inner lips caressing the tip.

“Fuck her,” groaned Linda, pleasure dancing in her eyes. “She needs it.”

“I do!” Marissa moaned. “Please, please, Steve, thrust that big cock into me and fuck me hard.”

I buried to the hilt in my new wife. I slammed deep into her pussy. Her cunt engulfed me. That wonderful twat gripped me. I groaned, my heart pounding in my chest as I enjoyed the embrace of my new wife’s snatch.

Marissa’s pussy massaged me as I buried the last few inches into her sheath. I bottomed out in her, my balls resting against her taint. She moaned into Linda’s pussy, feasting on my first wife with hunger. I savored it, my dick throbbing.

Linda slid her arms around my neck. She pressed her forehead against mine, her green eyes sparkling. I stared into them, loving them. I drew back my cock and slammed into Marissa. I buried to the hilt in her cunt. Into that magnificent pussy.

It squeezed around me. The pleasure gripped my cock. I held it tight. A tide of pleasure that shot through me. My balls ached. They slapped into Marissa’s flesh. They pounded against her. I buried into her again and again. I plundered her pussy. I savored her juicy delight wrapped around me.

My lips met Linda’s in a hot kiss. Our tongues danced. We both groaned, savoring Marissa’s body.

She savored ours.

“Oh, yes, yes, fuck me with that big cock,” Marissa moaned into my wife’s pussy. “Mmm, Linda, you taste so good.”

My wife groaned into the kiss, her arms tight about my neck.

I thrust hard, driving my dick over and over into Marissa’s pussy. I hammered her hard and fast. I plunged to the hilt in her. This incredible surge of rapture shot through me. I groaned, my tongue dancing with my wife’s. Linda’s arms squeezed tight about me. Our tongues caressed each other.

I cupped my wife’s heavy tits. I squeezed them as I fucked Marissa hard. I drove into her again and again, the pressure building and building at the tip of my cock. Her pussy squeezed around me, her juicy flesh growing hotter and hotter.

“Oh, my god, you two are so sexy!” Marissa whimpered into our wife’s twat. Her flesh tightened. “I’m going to explode. Just keep fucking me.”

I would. I pounded her hard and fast. I thrust my cock to the hilt in her again and again. I churned her up. Her pussy massaged my dick. This wonderful bliss held my cock. It gripped me. I savored it as I fucked into the depths of my new wife’s cunt.

She gripped me hard. Our tongues dueled as she whimpered. My nuts grew heavy with cum. They smacked over and over into Marissa. The pleasure swelled at the tip of my cock. I couldn’t take much more of this.

I broke the kiss.

“Cum in her!” panted Linda. “Oh, my god, you have to cum in her! She needs it!”

“Yes!” Marissa squealed, her pussy squeezing around my cock.

I slammed forward into Marissa’s twat. Her flesh squeezed around my dick. The pleasure surged through me. Linda’s green eyes pierced into mine. She wanted this so bad. I couldn’t hold back. I was too excited.

I had brought my wife joy.

“Fuck, yes!” I growled.

I plunged into my new wife’s cunt to the hilt and exploded.

“He’s cumming in me!” gasped Marissa, her pussy spasming around my dick.

As I erupted, her twat massaged me. Milked me. That wonderful pleasure hammered my mind. The bliss of spilling my seed in a woman’s depths swept through me. Stars burst before my eyes, dancing around Linda’s face.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Linda moaned, her back arching. Her breasts jiggled in my squeezing hand. “Oh, my god, Marissa!”

All three of us were cumming. The pleasure echoed through the room as my jizz spurted out of me. Powerful blasts of ecstasy that had me reeling. I kissed my wife again, savoring this bliss. Marissa’s pussy convulsed around me. She moaned, licking up the cream I knew was gushing out of Linda’s pussy.

I made this happen. I edited this moment of happiness into reality. I held my wife and knew I would change the world. I would make it a better place.

I spurted the final blast of cum into Marissa as I loved my wife. Together, we would transform the world. My growing family would guide me. Help me. I was so thankful I had them. Had this blessing.

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Linda Davies

Steve snored on my right while Marissa lay snuggled up on my left. I was too keyed up to sleep. I stared at my friend, seeing the bliss in her eyes. Her hand idly stroked my breast as I bit my lip. I had to tell her.

“You know my husband has powers, right?” I whispered. I had a feeling Steve had edited her to accept this.

“Mmm, I figured,” she said. “This is all so surreal. It’s not normal. I guess he must have done something.”

I smiled. He’d done the same for the rest of the family so he could be open about editing reality. I explained it to her in whispers, Steve snoring on beside us. It was well past two. We had to be up for work in a few hours.

Thank god for JoBeth’s sweet lips. I’d need it to get through the next day.

“That is so amazing,” Marissa said. “So… I guess he edited me.”

“Mad?”

She shook her head. “Not when I feel so happy. I love him, not as much as you, but… We’re together.”

“We are,” I said, my heart beating. Steve was amazing. I licked my lips. “I have to show you something.”

I reached across Marissa to grab my phone off the nightstand. During a lull, while Steve used the restroom, I’d plugged it in to charge. Marissa was beside mine. I swiped my screen and opened the app on my phone.

Lilith appeared at the foot of the bed, her eyes hungry as she stared down at us.

I ignored the demon and said, “I get one edit, too.”

“Wow, God gave you one, too?” Marissa said. “That’s awesome. What have you done with it?”

“I only get one edit,” I told her. “It doesn’t refresh. God didn’t…” I hesitated, feeling Lilith watching. Shame rippled through me. “It’s a gift. I just need to figure out a way to help my family with it.”

“Okay, let’s think,” she said. “What do you need?”

I explained to her about Sandalphon and the threat he represented to our happiness. How he was an obstacle in the way. A limit on our husband’s power. “I need to figure out his real name.”

Marissa cocked her head. “Well, can’t you just edit reality so you know? I mean, isn’t that what it can do? Change things so they’re different. Like making me remember having all these conversations with Steve that, I guess, never happened.”

“Oh, they happened,” I said, my mind reeling. It was so simple. “Steve just changed reality to make it so they had happened in your past and… Damn.”

I paused reality. It was so clear. I opened up Steve’s profile. I felt no guilt. No shame. This wasn’t me editing a personal harem of schoolgirls to worship me. This wasn’t a selfish sin. This was something I did out of love for my husband and family. There was nothing wrong with that.

I had editing to do.

To be continued…

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