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Story Codes: Male/Female, Male/Females, Mind Control, Oral Sex, Facial, Anal Sex, Ass to Mouth, Titty Fuck, Watersports, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Hot Wife, SciFi

Comments are very welcome. I would like all criticism, positive and negative, so long as it’s constructive, and feedback is very appreciated.

Note: This is a commissioned story. I don’t have much say over the events. The client also likes watersports.

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Kurt Martin

I watched in awe as Maggie Mondale stripped naked on the TV the moment I said to Liz I wanted to see the sex TV anchor naked. What the fuck was this? It was so hot to watch Maggie Mondale as she finished unbuttoning her blouse while smiling at the camera. She wore a purple push-up bra that lifted her fake tits into a pair of jiggling mounds.

“This is for a very special man,” she purred as she reached behind her and unhooked the clasp. “We are here to make the news more joyful for you.”

“For me?” I breathed.

Her breasts came into view.

I groaned at the sight. This was a live broadcast, violating the FCC rules. It was 5 PM, and there were her tits were out. Her boobs were glorious. Huge and obviously fake. There needed to be more fake tits in the world. More women who looked like bimbo-whores. Gold gleamed.

Barbells pierced both her pink nipples.

I groaned at the sight of her large tits swaying as she unzipped the side of her skirt. She shoved that off. My cock throbbed so hard as I watched Maggie Mondale push the skirt off. She had matching purple panties. Lacy and delicious. She smiled at the camera that was capturing it all.

She winked and peeled off her panti

es.
“Yes,” I groaned.

“Is that joyful for you, sir?” Liz asked, the Hispanic slut smiling at me.

“Yes,” I groaned as Maggie Mondale stepped out of her panties. Her shaved pussy appeared. I licked my lips at the sight of it. “That brings me such joy.”

Maggie Mondale sat and said, “Ships have launched to begin cleaning up the vast island of garbage in the middle of the Pacific…”

I hardly heard what she said. This was just too much. I couldn’t believe that this had happened, but it made my cock so hard. I wanted to see how far I could push this. My heart hammered in my chest as I glanced at Liz. An idea popped into my head.

I had to test this.

“Liz, it would make me so happy if the married man who helped me carry my grocery bags earlier today would send his wife over here naked to beg me to fuck her brains out,” I said.

“Oh, of course,” Liz said. “She’ll be here in thirteen minutes!”

I couldn’t believe that. I stared at her in shock. “I don’t even know his name.”

“Steve Tyler,” she said.

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Mrs. Bernadette Tyler

The Greater Good is served. Through Unity is Harmony ensured. Through Unity shall Happiness be achieved.

The collective shifted. I was needed to make him happy.

I rose from my dinner plate at once. My husband did, too. I knew the words he would speak before he said them because it was all a part of making the anomaly happy. To give him joy and harmony. He was not a part of the collective.

He was outside of it, so we must work hard to ensure that he was always happy.

“Bernadette, go to the anomaly’s house naked and beg him to fuck your brains out,” Steve said, his emotions singing in the collective. He was so happy that he could play a small role in making the anomaly happy and proud that I would play the larger role.

“I will,” I said, the first words I had spoken since unity came.

Words were not necessary when all were one.

But all were not one.

I pulled off the sweater I wore and folded it with care. My husband took it, a smile on his face. I unhooked my bra, freeing my breasts. My heart beat faster with my excitement. He could feel how eager I was. Arousal soaked through my pussy. I needed to be wet and ready to make the anomaly happy.

I would have to call him by his name. Kurt. Calling him the anomaly would be rude.

I unsnapped my jeans and shoved them off, losing my slippers in the process. I stepped out of my jeans and folded them as well. My husband took them while I pushed off my panties. My boobs swayed as I stepped out of my underwear.

Naked, I headed to the door barefoot. I was told to go naked. I headed out of our townhouse and walked briskly naked to the apartment. I was within walking distance. There was no need to drive. I moved unconcerned about being nude.

Everyone who passed me slid out of my way. They were all excited for me. They urged me on. Their thoughts sang with the united will of the collective to please him. I soon reached his apartment complex. The soles of my feet were sore, but I ignored that.

That didn’t matter.

I passed men in the lobby who did not ogle me. The world had changed. I rode the elevator up to his floor and down to his apartment. I didn’t bother knocking. I just entered the apartment to find him standing there with Liz, the lucky girl chosen to be his fucktoy.

“Please, fuck my brains out, sir!” I moaned the moment I stepped into the apartment, my boobs swaying.

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Kurt Martin

Right on time. “Holy shit,” I said at the brunette with large breasts who stood naked before me. She was in her thirties and fit. She kept her bush trimmed and had a faded tattoo of a rose on her hip. “Holy fucking shit. Bend over the couch!”

“Of course, sir,” she said and rushed to the couch. She bent over it, her furred muff framed by her toned thighs. “I’m so glad to bring you joy. Unite with me and be happy.”

“Yeah,” I said. “Your husband isn’t mad.”

“Why would he be mad?” she asked. “He was so happy to help you like earlier with the grocery bags. He’s proud you chose me. I am, too. Let me bring you joy, sir.”

I moved up to her. I stared at her married pussy. My wife did this with my boss. Fucking cuckolding me, but this woman… She didn’t even know me. She came over naked. I had power. This was so insane. I didn’t get how this fucking worked at all, but…

I pressed my cock into her bush. Her curls tickled my cock. I groaned at the heat of her twat around my dick. I gripped her hips and thrust into her cunt. I savored the heat of her pussy engulfing my dick. It was a fantastic rush.

I groaned, savoring the hot grip of her twat around my dick. I slid deeper and deeper into her snatch, reveling in every inch of her cunt around my cock. She purred in delight as I bottomed out in her married pussy.

“Have you ever cheated on your husband?” I asked her.

“Of course not,” she moaned. “I love him.”

“So this isn’t cheating?” I asked.

“This is unity,” she moaned. “Cheating was the old world. Now there is unity. Harmony.”

“It’s wonderful, sir,” Liz said as she watched.

Shit, this world was insane. Why was I spared? Why did they care about making me happy?

I drew back my cock, the busty slut’s pussy feeling too good. I savored the warmth of her cunt around my dick. She gripped me with her hot flesh. I pulled back and back until I was about to pop out. Then I buried back into her snatch.

She squealed in delight, her butt-cheeks jiggling. They rippled from the force of my thrusts. I buried into her cunt with hard strokes, reveling in every inch of her cunt around my cock. I smiled at the silky snatch.

“You’re just a fucking married whore!” I growled. “Coming over here naked to fuck me! Shit, shit, you’re a slut, whore!”

“I am!” she gasped as I fucked her. “Sir, I am your slut! Your whore! Whatever makes you happy! I just want to give you joy! To unite with you!”

“That’s right,” I growled, fucking into her cunt.

I churned up her pussy, reveling in the tight heat of her twat. I savored her pussy around my dick. The married woman gripped my cock. I pounded her with all that heat. I loved the warmth of her pussy around my dick. She felt spectacular.

I hammered her twat with passion. It was just incredible to pound the slut. She gasped and moaned as I fucked into her snatch again and again. I didn’t even know her name. It didn’t matter. She was just a married whore for me to fuck.

“Yes, yes, you’re just a fucking slut!” I howled. “A fucktoy for me to enjoy!”

“Yes, sir!” she moaned.

“How does your husband feel about that?” I growled.

“Joyful!” she moaned as I churned her up. “Oh, oh, sir! You’re fucking me so hard! Use my slutty pussy! Ooh, ooh, I am going to cum on your dick, sir!”

“Like a married whore-wife?” I snarled, hammering her.

“Yes, yes, yes, a married whore-wife!” She threw a look over her shoulder. “Please, please, take joy in my cunt!”

Her pussy clamped down on me. I groaned, “I am!”

She squealed in joy while Liz clapped. I fucked into her married pussy with such force. I enjoyed this hot moment. I loved the silky heat of her cunt around my dick. The pressure built and built in my nuts. I would have a huge climax.

I pumped into her cunt with force. I loved the way she squeezed down on me. She felt incredible as I fucked into her twat with all that I had. I slammed into her with so much force. It was such a glorious moment to fuck her like this.

“Shit, shit, shit!” I growled. “That’s good. Take it!”

“I’m taking it!” she whimpered, her pussy squeezing down on me. “Oh, oh, I am taking it so hard!”

I loved hearing her say that as I fucked her cunt with passion. She brought me closer and closer to cumming in her snatch. I wanted to erupt into her pussy. To fill her up with all my spunk. She clamped her pussy down on my cock.

I hammered her cunt with force, reveling in the silky heat. My nuts tightened as I rose and rose toward my climax. I would have a huge burst of pleasure. Just cum in her with all my spunk. She gasped, wiggling her hips back and forth.

“Damn, damn, damn,” I grunted. “I want to feel that married cunt convulsing around my cock, whore! I’m better than your husband, right?”

“You are, sir!” she squealed. “Oh, oh, I’m so close to cumming! Just a little more! Please, please, keep fucking me!”

I slammed into her cunt with hard strokes. I reveled in the warmth of her pussy around my dick. She felt so damned good. I grunted, fucking her so hard. So fast. I plowed into her twat with everything that I had, reveling in this heat.

She gasped out in delight as I fucked her. She clamped her pussy down on me. That hot twat felt incredible around my dick. I was so happy to hammer her like this. I buried to the hilt in her cunt, so close to bursting.

“Oh, oh, sir!” she squealed. “Unite with me!”

Her married pussy went wild around my cock.

“Yes!” I growled, savoring that hot cunt rippling around my dick. This woman just came over because of my words. Maggie Mondale’s tits jiggled out of the corner of my eye, still giving the news. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!”

I could have asked for Maggie Mondale to come over.

I buried into the married woman’s snatch and erupted.

My cum spurted into her twat. I flooded her with my jizz. The rapture shot through me. Ecstasy slammed into my mind. It was a beautiful thing. I loved how that hot twat spasmed around my dick. I grunted, pumping more and more blasts of cum into her snatch.

She rippled around me. I loved the way she suckled at me. It was a beautiful thing. I dumped my load into her twat. She gasped and moaned as I did that. I flooded her with so much spunk. The rapture shot through me.

“Oh, oh, sir, yes!” she moaned as she milked my cock.

“Fuck!” I growled, savoring this power. “I want Maggie Mondale to come here and fuck me, too!”
“Well, I have to go,” said Maggie Mondale on the news. I dumped the last of my cum into the married woman’s pussy. “Kurt Martin wishes me to come to his place and fuck him.”

“Of course,” her co-anchor said.

I grunted, watching the naked Maggie Mondale vanish off camera. She really was coming here. Liz grinned at me as the married woman panted. I pulled my cock out of her cunt, my dick twitching and throbbing.

“What’s your name again, whore?” I asked.

“Bernadette Tyler,” she said.

“Well, Mrs. Tyler, I am going to fuck your asshole,” I said.

“Ooh, Maggie Mondale will be here by the time you’re done,” Liz said.

“Please, please, fuck my asshole, sir,” groaned Mrs. Tyler.

I pulled my cock out of her asshole and smiled at the sight of my shaft dripping in her pussy cream. I slid my cock into her butt-crack. She purred in delight as I found her anal ring. I drilled against her backdoor.

“I’m such a slutty wife,” she moaned. “Ooh, ooh, use my asshole, sir!”

I pushed and pushed on her asshole. I loved the feel of her stretching and stretching to take my dick. She whimpered as her anal ring stretched wider and wider. Then she gasped as I popped past her backdoor into her bowels.

I sank into the married woman’s asshole. She trembled as I penetrated into her bowels. It felt so good to sink into her anal sheath. I groaned, loving that delight. A big smile spread on my lips as more and more of her asshole surrendered to my dick.

I sank into her anal sheath. I filled her up with my dick. She groaned as I sank into her bowels. She groaned as I bottomed out in her. I loved having all my cock into the married whore’s asshole. Mrs. Tyler groaned, clamping down on my dick.

Maggie Mondale was coming down to fuck me.

The fucking hotties anchor on local news would be my fucktoy.

I was so damned lucky.

I didn’t get how this fucking work, but I was starting to not care about the why or the how. Just the results. I was a fucking lucky man. I drew back my cock, savoring Mrs. Tyler squealing like a whore as she massaged my dick with her asshole.

I slammed back into her bowels. The velvety delight of her anal sheath massaged my shaft. The heat melted down my shaft to my balls. I groaned, savoring this friction as I pumped away at her asshole. I was such a lucky guy.

I could enjoy my daughters.

I hesitated about that. I wasn’t sure I was ready for that.

Or to deal with my ex-wife.

For now, I was just having fun with the sluts around me. I pumped away at Mr. Tyler’s asshole. I fucked her with so much force. I loved burying into her bowels again and again. She clamped her anal sheath down on me.

She whimpered in delight as I fucked her hard. I pounded her with all that I had. It was just a wonderful rush to bury into her anal sheath. I loved the heat of her bowels around me. She gasped and moaned as I thrust away at her.

“Oh, oh, oh,” she whimpered. “You’re fucking my asshole so hard! Oh, oh, I’m such a slutty wife, sir!”

“You are,” I groaned, fucking her asshole.

It was so great to fuck Mrs. Tyler’s asshole. I pounded her bowels with all that I had. I loved the heat of her tight backdoor around my dick. My nuts slapped into her taint as I used her. I pumped away at her, reveling in this delight.

I could not wait to cum in her bowels. To flood her with all my passions. That tight asshole gripped my dick. I rose and rose toward my climax. I would have a huge burst of cum. I wanted to just erupt into that amazing anal sheath.

“That’s it!” I growled. “Fucking take it, whore!”

“I am, sir!” she moaned. “Oh, oh, I’ll cum so hard! That’s what you want, sir! I know you love this! Yes, yes, unite with me! Find joy and harmony in me!”

“For the greater good,” groaned Liz as she watched.

I hammered that tight asshole, my cock burying into her tight anal sheath. She felt so good around me. My nuts tightened with every thrust into her bowels. I rose toward the moment when I would cum in her bowels. I would flood her with all that I had.

The slap of flesh on flesh echoed through the apartment. I grunted as I fucked that slut. I hammered her bowels. She groaned, her anal sheath gripped my cock, her moans echoing through the apartment. She was a big-titty, hot-wife slut.

“Oh, oh, oh,” she moaned. “Please, please, keep fucking me, sir. I… I… I’m your whore-wife!”

Her asshole convulsed around my dick.

I groaned at the feel of her anal sheath around my dick. She spasmed about me. I loved the way her bowels rippled around my cock. She squealed out her pleasure as she came so hard. There was no faking this. My big dick made her explode.

I plunged to the hilt in her asshole and grunted, “Yes!”

“Sir!” she squealed as my cum flooded her bowels.

I dumped blast after blast of my cum into her anal sheath. Her flesh rippled around me as the rapture screamed through me. I grunted, enjoying every second of this. It was just incredible to have all that ecstasy rushing through me.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, whore!” I growled.

“Yes, yes, sir!” she squealed. “Fill me with your cum! Are you happy?”

“So fucking happy!” I growled as I dumped more and more blasts of cum into her bowels. I filled her to the brim with all my jizz. The pleasure slammed through me. I grunted with the rapture. “Shit!”
I erupted a final time into her asshole. I trembled, dizzy with passion. The door opened. I threw a look to see a naked Maggie Mondale striding in, her bleached blonde hair spilling around her gorgeous face. Her big, fake tits bounced, her gold barbells framing her hard nipples. She was shaved and dripping.

“I’m here, sir,” she purred. “My tits excited you so much, you had to unite with me?”

“Fucking A, I did,” I growled and ripped out of Mrs. Tyler’s asshole.

I cupped Maggie Mondale’s big tits. I squeezed those big, lush mounds. They were so wonderful to fill her in my hands. They felt perfect. I massaged them as she smiled at me. Her eyes sparkled with her delight as I played with her tits. I swiped my thumbs over her nipples.

She shuddered as I brushed her nubs.

“Oh, sir,” she whimpered.

“That’s right,” I said. “You’re going to get fucked so hard, too, but…” I grinned. “My cock is dirty, Maggie Mondale. Clean it.”

“Anything to make you happy?” she purred and dropped to her knees. “This is what you mean, yes? With my mouth.”

I nodded.

Maggie Mondale swallowed my dirty dick. I groaned as her plump lips slid over it. She was a gorgeous creature. She swirled her tongue around my dick. Pleasure shot through me as I savored her polishing off Mrs. Tyler’s asshole from my dick. The slutty news anchor suckled hard on my shaft.

Her tongue swirled around my dick. She polished my cock. I groaned, loving how she worked that mouth up and down my rod. She suckled with passion on me, staring up at me with such heat in her eyes. I groaned, enjoying that hot mouth loving me.

“Fuck, fuck, just like that,” I groaned. “You’re making me so happy. Such joy. That’s harmony!”

Maggie Mondale groaned around my dick as Liz said, “She’s so thrilled, sir!”

“Yes,” Mrs. Tyler moaned. “We all just want that for you.”

I smiled at that hot mouth working up and down my dick. Maggie Mondale polished my cock. It was a beautiful thing to have the sexy new anchor buffing my dirty pole clean of Mrs. Tyler’s asshole. Maggie Mondale put her all into loving my rod.

I wanted to cum in her mouth with my cum. To have her gulping it all down. She groaned, swirling her tongue around my dick. It felt so good. I loved every second of this. Those eyes sparkled with such hunger.

“That’s it,” I groaned. “Shit, shit, that’s it. Keep sucking slut!”

The news anchor did, her big boobs bouncing. She danced her tongue around the crown of my dick. She must love the taste of Mrs. Tyler’s asshole because such joy gleamed in Maggie Mondale’s brown eyes. I loved this moment. It felt so good to have her suckling on me.

She worked that hot mouth up and down my dick. I savored every second of that sexy new anchor blowing me. She brought me closer and closer to cumming. I wanted to erupt into her mouth. Just flood her with all my cum.

“Fuck, that’s it,” I groaned. “That’s so good. Shit, shit, that’s a beautiful thing. I love it! I fucking love your mouth!”

She purred around my dick as she loved me. She worked that hot mouth up and down my dick. I rose and rose toward my climax. I would have a huge burst of cum. She groaned, bobbing her head. Her tongue swirled around my rod.

“Shit, shit, that’s it,” I growled. “That’s good!”

She winked at me, her eyes sparkling with such lust. She suckled on me with everything that she had. I loved the passion as she brought me closer and closer to cumming. I would just fill her mouth up with my spunk.

She groaned, her tongue dancing around the crown of my dick. I hurtled toward my climax. She groaned, nursing at me with so much passion. It felt so good to have her blowing me like that. She suckled and slurped on me.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I groaned. “That’s it. That’s so fucking good!”

She moaned around my dick. She blew me with all that she had. It was just a beautiful moment. I loved how she nursed on me with all that she had. I hurtled toward my climax. I would have a big burst of cum.

Maggie Mondale danced her tongue around the crown of my dick. I growled out, “Yes!”

I erupted.

My cum flooded her mouth. I spurted my jizz over and over into her mouth. She gulped down the spunk. Rapture slammed through me. I grunted as I filled the hot news anchor’s mouth with my spunk again and again.

I flooded her with all that I had. It was just a beautiful thing. I was thrilled to flood her with all that I had. She groaned, gulping down my spunk. I spurted more and more of my cum into her mouth. The pleasure crashed through my mind.

“Yes!” I groaned, spurting the last of my cum into her mouth. “That’s it! You’re my whore, Maggie Mondale!”

She popped her mouth off my cock, drool spilling down her chin, and moaned, “I am, sir! I’m your whore! Whatever you need me to be!”

I glanced at Mrs. Tyler. They both had great tits. I had to cum so badly. Dinner smelled good. Liz was back in the kitchen working on it. She glanced at me and smiled. It was soon, and I had to piss so badly.

“You two, follow me,” I said and headed to the bathroom.

I glanced back to see Maggie Mondale and Mrs. Tyler following me, their big boobs jiggling. They had such gorgeous tits. I licked my lips, so hard at the thought of enjoying those boobs. My hands flexed and relaxed. One had fake, the other all natural, but both were stunning.

“Into the tub,” I said as I entered the bathroom. “I got to piss.”

“Of course, sir,” they said together with the same intonations, the same smiles on their lips.

“So the entire world’s going to know that I pissed on you?” I asked.

“Of course,” they said. “Through unity there is harmony.”

They knelt in my tub side by side. Their big tits jiggled, especially Mrs. Tyler’s. They both quivered and cupped their tits. They seemed to know what interested me. I groaned at the sight of them squeezing their breasts. They kneaded them.

I aimed my cock at their tits and asked, “So your husband knows I’m about to piss on your tits, Mrs. Tyler?”

“Our husbands both do,” Maggie Mondale said. Fuck, I didn’t know she was married, too.

With a groan, I pissed on them.

The stream shot out of my cock. It wasn’t as amazing as cumming, but it still felt so good. I shuddered as I soaked their tits in my piss. I hosed them down, the pleasure flowing out of me. My toes flexed as I enjoyed this pleasure.

I drenched their tits. I soaked them both in my piss. I was so happy to do that for them. I groaned as the urine flowed out of me. I whipped my cock back and forth, soaking from one slut to the other. The golden urine spilled over their big tits and down their bellies.

“Two married whores for me to enjoy,” I groaned. “Fuck, that’s hot!”

“We’re so happy, sir!” they both moaned together, their eyes sparkling.

The urine flowed out of me. I soaked their tits with all of it. I forced out the last few streams. I splashed both their nipples. The urine dripped down their tits. The acrid smell rose in the air. I smiled at what I did.

“Wash off,” I said. “It’s dinner time.”

Mrs. Tyler turned on the shower as I left. They washed themselves and emerged dry a few minutes later. Liz was already putting out the food. She had made tacos. It smelled so good. I breathed in deeply as she grinned at me.

The two sluts joined me, and we ate the tacos, but I was thinking about some other tacos to enjoy. I finished off the meal and glanced at the two married women. It was so exciting to have them here. My cock ached so badly.

If I was going to have some sluts around, this apartment was going to be too small. Maybe I should find a new place to live. Tomorrow. I bet people would just give up their homes to me. That would be hot, but for now.

I was hungry for some tacos.

“You’re clean, right, Mrs. Tyler?” I asked. “You washed that pussy while in the shower.”

“I did, sir,” she said as she rose. “Do you want to fuck us like whores, sir?”

“Do you?” they asked.

“Yep,” I said. “Liz, clean up. When you’re done, you can join us.”

“Yes, sir,” the Hispanic cutie said. Eighteen and so eager to please.

I headed to the bedroom and stretched out on my bed. The sheets smelled fresh from the wash. My cock was aching hard. Maggie Mondale and Mrs. Tyler sauntered into the room. They both were so gorgeous, but I was hungry.

“Mrs. Tyler, park that furred muff on my face,” I said, smacking my lips. “And you, Maggie Mondale, ride my dick. I know you want me to flood your pussy with cum.”

“I want to make you happy, so of course that’s what I want, sir,” she purred. “Ooh, just the thought makes me so wet.”

I smiled at those words as she crawled onto the bed and straddled me. Those big, fake tits swayed. Her gold barbells gleamed in the light. She gripped my rod and pressed it into her hot pussy lips. I loved the shaved heat of her cunt.

“Have you ever cheated on your husband?” I asked her. Mrs. Tyler had said no.

“Oh, yes,” she purred. “It’s how I got to be an anchor at twenty-seven.” That was two years ago, I thought, when she joined up. “And things happen at parties. But that was the past. Now there is only unity. No more hurt. No more pain. Just joy.”

She plunged her cunt down my dick.

“So much joy!” she squealed.

I loved the feel of her hot twat around my dick. Her pleasure didn’t seem fake. Mrs. Tyler crawled toward me as I watched Maggie Mondale’s big boobs jiggling. They swayed back and forth as Mrs. Tyler threw her leg over my head.

Her furred muff sank down to my face. The tangy aroma of her cunt filled my nose. Her bush tickled my face. I groaned as I licked at her. I tongued her wonderful pussy as she squirmed on me. Her passion echoed through the air.

“Oh, oh, oh,” she moaned, trembling as I tongued her.

I licked at her with so much passion. I stroked over her hot folds. She quivered as I licked with hunger on her. Maggie Mondale slid her married cunt up my dick. I growled into Mrs. Tyler’s snatch. I lapped at her, loving this menage with two hot wives.

I gripped Mrs. Tyler’s thighs. I thrust my tongue into her pussy and swirled around in her snatch. I loved the flavor of her cunt as that hot pussy slid up and down my cock. Maggie Mondale gripped me with that hot flesh.

She bounced on me, gasping out her passion. She wiggled her hips back and forth as she gripped my cock with her hot flesh. It was incredible to have that hot snatch riding me. I tongued Mrs. Tyler as Maggie Mondale pleasured me.

That wonderful cunt worked up and down my dick. I loved every inch of her pussy gripping my cock. I tongued through Mrs. Tyler’s married pussy. She squirmed on me as I devoured her while her plump ass jiggled before my face.

She had a delicious ass.

“Damn,” I groaned.

“Oh, oh, oh,” Maggie Mondale gasped. “That’s so good. I love it!”

I loved her pussy sliding up and down my cock. She felt amazing as she massaged me with her hot flesh. I would just dump so much spunk into her cunt. I was so ready to do that. She gripped my cock with all that hot flesh.

I stroked through Mrs. Tyler’s folds and found her clit. I lashed her bud. My tongue flicked against it. Her butt-cheeks clenched. Her moans were beautiful, her brown hair sweeping around her shoulders. The naughty wife trembled on my face, her bush tickling my cheeks.

“Oh, oh, sir,” she moaned.

“Drown him,” whimpered Maggie Mondale. “Drown him, slut!”

“Cum on his cock, whore!” Mrs. Tyler groaned.

Maggie Mondale gasped out, “I will! I’m getting there. Your cock is amazing, sir! It’s the best! I’m such a whore for your big dick!”

I loved hearing those words as I suckled on Mrs. Tyler’s clit. She trembled on me. I lapped at her bud. I stroked over her clit. It was just such an incredible rush to flutter over her bud. She trembled in delight. I would make her explode.

Maggie Mondale’s hot cunt slid up and down my dick. My nuts tightened. The pressure climbed up my cock to the aching tip. I neared my eruption. I suckled hard on Mrs. Tyler’s bud. My tongue stroked the love button.

“Oh, sir!” squealed the hot wife. “I’m such a slut!”

Mrs. Tyler drowned me.

I licked up her tangy juices. Her bush tickled my face as she squirmed on my face. I licked and lapped at her as she quivered through her ecstasy as Maggie Mondale slid up my cock. Her hot pussy gripped my rod. I was so close to bursting.

“Oh, sir, yes!” Maggie Mondale squealed, impaling her cunt down my dick.

Her pussy spasmed around my cock.

I growled into Mrs. Tyler’s pussy as Maggie Mondale’s amazing cunt rippled around my dick. The busty anchor suckled at me. I licked at Mrs. Tyler’s snatch as the pressure at the tip of my cock exploded.

I erupted.

My cum spurted into her pussy.

I dumped my load into Maggie Mondale’s married cunt. The sexy news anchor from Channel 7 Action News suckled at my spurting dick. I pumped her full of my seed, the rapture shooting through me. It was fantastic.

I loved dumping load after load of my cum into her pussy. Stars flashed across my vision. The ecstasy surged through me. I loved it so much. I filled her twat up with my spunk. She trembled on me, her cunt convulsing around my dick.

“Oh, oh, oh!” she gasped. “Fill me up, sir!”

“Fuck!” I growled, dumping more and more of my cum into her pussy.

I flooded her with so much jizz. She enjoyed my spunk splashing against her cervix. I dumped all that I had into her cunt. I filled her to the brim with my spunk. It was just such a great moment. The heat slammed through me.

“Damn, damn, damn!” I groaned into Mrs. Tyler’s pussy.

Maggie Mondale suckled at me. I felt so good as I licked at Mrs. Tyler’s pussy. She shuddered and slid off me. I panted, savoring that delight. I pushed myself up onto my elbows and stared at Maggie Mondale. She trembled on me, her big boobs swaying.

They were big and soft and… “Give me a titty fuck!”

“Ooh, hot,” Liz squealed. The petite, busty Hispanic whore scampered into the room. The kitchen must be clean. “He loves titty fucks.”

“I do,” I groaned. “Liz and Mrs. Tyler, sixty-nine!”

“Yes, sir,” The pair both squealed, Liz throwing herself onto the bed.

As they ended up in a sixty-nine with Liz on top, Maggie Mondale slid her tight cunt off my dick. I groaned as she popped off. My shaft swayed back and forth as the naughty news anchor licked her lips. My cum spilled down her thighs.

I grabbed a few pillows to lean back and enjoy the sight of Maggie Mondale’s big, fake tits sandwiching my cock. They pressed around me. I loved the fact that her pussy juices soaked my shaft. She worked them up and down, her nipple piercings gleaming.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” I groaned.

She smiled at me as she worked her tits up and down my dick. It was just a beautiful time to have her big breasts jiggling on me. She massaged me with her wonderful passion. The heat built and built. I would have a big climax.

She smacked her lips, her eyes sparkling. Liz and Mrs. Tyler moaned as they sixty-nined beside us while those big boobs slid up and down my cock. They engulfed the crown of my cock, sending pleasure shooting down me.

“Mmm, sir, your dick is so impressive,” Maggie Mondale groaned.

“You’re not just saying that?” I asked.

“We don’t lie any longer,” she purred. “I am so thrilled to give you joy. Harmony. My husband is proud of me. The entire world is.”

“Shit,” I groaned. This was insane.

Those wonderful boobs worked up and down me. I loved their soft firmness. The silicone implants gave just enough to make her titty fuck to feel outstanding. I shuddered, so glad that I was this lucky guy to be the one the world wanted to please.

The need to cum built and built with every wonderful stroke of her tits up and down my cock. I groaned at the delight of her working those delicious tits up and down my rod. Her nipple piercings gleamed as she smiled at me.

“Damn,” I groaned.

She licked her lips, her eyes burning so hot as she wiggled her rump. She was such a sexy thing. I groaned, wanting to cum all over her face. She plunged her tits down my cock and worked them back up again and again.

“Mmm, you want to treat me like a whore, right, sir?” she moaned.

“And cum all over that face,” I growled. “Then I am going to fuck that ass!”

“Fuck my ass, sir!” she moaned, working her tits faster and faster up and down my cock. The heat built and built at the tip of my dick. “Whatever brings us unity! Harmony!”

“Yes!” Liz moaned into Mrs. Tyler’s pussy, the pair devouring each other.

I smiled at those words, the need to cum building and building every time those boobs slid up my cock and engulfed the crown. I wanted to cum on her face. Her bleached-blonde tresses framed her lush features. Her tongue flicked over her plump lips. Those were enhanced, too.

Bimbo lips.

She squeezed her tits around my cock. I loved how she did that. The need to cum built and built with her every swipe. I shuddered, my toes curling as I rushed toward that amazing climax. My hands balled into fists.

“That’s it,” I groaned. “I’m going to cum all over your face, Maggie Mondale. Beg for it!”

“Oh, sir, paint my face in your cum like a whore!” she moaned. “Give me a pearl necklace. You love the money shot, don’t you, sir?”

“Yes!” I growled and erupted.

I splashed her face with my blasts of cum. The rapture shot through me. Stars flashed across my vision. I groaned with each eruption of cum. The pleasure shot through me. It was incredible having that ecstasy crashing into my mind.

I grunted with each eruption. I savored dumping my cum across her face. She gasped in delight as I showered her in my spunk. I grunted, drenching her in more and more blasts of cum. Ecstasy slammed into my mind as my pearly seed ran down her perfect cheeks and splattered her dainty nose.

“Fuck!” I snarled.

“Sir!” she gasped as I painted her in my cum. “Yes, yes, I’m your whore!”

I pumped all the cum I had as the two sluts beside us were squealing. Liz and Mrs. Tyler trembled together, their pale and golden-brown bodies pressed tight. They trembled through their rapture, their pleasure washing through them. They were both having such a great time.

I panted as my cock twitched between Maggie Mondale’s fake titties. I watched Mrs. Tyler’s fingers digging into Liz’s rump as they both moaned their pleasure. They shuddered through their orgasms as I panted.

“Turn around, Maggie Mondale, so I can fuck that asshole,” I said

“Yes, sir,” she cooed and turned, her perfect ass appearing. She had a heart-shaped rump. She wiggled it at me as I sat up. Cum ran down her thighs. “Please, please, fuck my asshole. Unite with my backdoor!”

I glanced back at the other two. They were trembling. Liz lifted her head, pussy cream dripping down her cute face. She arched her eyebrow, waiting for me to express my next desire. I slapped my cock down on Maggie Mondale’s ass.

“Lick her clean, sluts,” I growled. “Both of you.”

They both purred, “Yes, sir.”

I slid my cock into Maggie Mondale’s butt-crack and found her asshole. As I thrust against her anal ring, the two sluts were before her. Liz had big tits despite her petite size. They swayed as she nuzzled into the right side. Mrs. Tyler was on the left.

They licked up my cum from Maggie Mondale’s face. I loved it as I thrust against her asshole. Her backdoor spread open wider and wider. I loved the feel of the news anchor’s anal ring stretching over the crown of my dick. I popped into her asshole.

She moaned, kissing Liz as they shared my cum.

I sank into that tight asshole, reveling in my power. I penetrated to the hilt in her. The other two were both licking at her face. They shared the cum with Maggie Mondale as I closed my eyes. I had my dick to the hilt in the hottest news anchor.

I loved this new world.

I hammered Maggie Mondale’s asshole.

I pounded her bowels.

She moaned, kissing Mrs. Tyler or Liz. They fed Maggie Mondale my cum as I fucked that tight asshole. I buried to the hilt in her bowels again and again. I enjoyed that velvety asshole. Her butt-cheeks jiggled with my hard thrusts.

It felt so good to fuck her like this. I was so happy to bury into her bowels again and again. I fucked her with all that I had. I pounded her anal sheath with vigorous strokes. She clamped her anal sheath down on me.

“Damn, damn, that’s good!” I groaned. “That’s fucking amazing!”

She purred in agreement as I plowed into that tight anal sheath. I churned her up as the pressure built and built at the tip of my cock. I would just explode into her asshole. I groaned with each thrust into her bowels.

The pressure built and built. I groaned, fucking the slut hard. She moaned louder and louder. Her face was clean; the other two sluts were just watching now. I smiled at them, hammering the slut’s asshole hard. I wanted to cum in her bowels.

“Oh, oh, sir,” whimpered Maggie Mondale. “My slutty asshole is melting! I’m going to cum!”

“That’s fucking right!” I growled, fucking her anal sheath hard.

My nuts tightened. I was so close to bursting. It was so exciting fucking her asshole. I enjoyed every single thrust. Liz’s superb cooking gave me so much stamina. I slammed into that velvety asshole, my nuts slapping into Maggie Mondale’s taint.

This was heaven.

“Sir!” squealed Maggie Mondale. “I’m cumming like a whore! You’re whore!”

Her asshole spasmed around my cock.

“Shit!” I growled and buried into her bowels.

I erupted.

My jizz fired into her bowels. Stars flashed across my vision as I dumped my load into Maggie Mondale’s excellent asshole. I groaned, her bowels rippling around my cock. She suckled out the cum from my nuts. It was a glorious moment.

She rippled around me, suckling at me with that glorious asshole. She moaned her own rapture, her bleached-blonde hair flying. I grunted, dumping so much of my cum into her anal sheath. I filled her to the brim with my spunk.

“Damn, that’s it!” I growled. “Yes, yes, I’m so happy!”

“Me, too, sir!” Maggie Mondale squealed.

The other two sluts clapped as I fired the last of my spunk into Maggie Mondale’s asshole. I grinned. It was going to be a great Saturday, and I had plans for tomorrow. But, for now, I was going to marry two married sluts and a Hispanic whore.

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The next day, I stepped out of my apartment complex with Maggie Mondale and Mrs. Tyler, a car waiting for us to use. I had asked for a nice one, and there was a new BMW running without a single person around.

No one cared.

I was about to get into it when two skinny girls of eighteen or nineteen were walking by. They were cute, but… What if they were enhanced by plastic surgery? What if I turned them into bimbo sluts with huge fake tits and bleached blonde hair? Plump lips and plumper asses.

The best plastic surgeons in the world could reshape them for me. I smiled at that thought.

“Hey, girls,” I asked, “want to make me happy?”

To be continued…

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