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In Eastport, Maine, the first Goddess had Awakened. Scorpio had arisen.

Maria Talon had achieved Apotheosis. The Halo had settled into her mind, and her divine commands spread across the town. Her will impressed upon the minds of all. The lesson that she wished to teach mankind.

Good girls are lesbians and bad girls are fucked.

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Celeste Carpenter

“You want mayo on your sandwich, honey?” I asked Anna, my eldest daughter. She sat at the dining room table studying.

“Sure, Mom,” Anna said, looking up from her textbook. At seventeen, she had a bright future ahead of her. She adjusted the dainty glasses on her nose. It was Saturday. She rarely wore her contacts if she had nowhere to go. She stretched, her blonde hair swaying about her face. “Thanks.”

I smiled at her. “No problem, honey.”

It brought me such joy to take care of my kids. And when they were appreciative, it was even more wonderful. It drove back that simmering anger that always lurked inside of me. Anger at the useless man I’d married who’d left me with three kids to raise. I had to get a job, no longer a stay-at-home mom.

But Anna was a good girl.

“Hey, Mom,” said Keith, my fifteen-year-old son. He was my next eldest. A strapping and handsome young man with brown hair. He was so tall now. I had to look up at him these days. He swept in wearing a pair of basketball shorts and a tank top. “Going next door to play some b-ball.”

“Take a sandwich, honey,” I said and pointed to one on the plate.

He snagged it and took a bite out of it as he headed for the door. He said something with his mouth full of sandwich that might have been, “Thanks, Mom.” That was what I chose to think, anyway. Two good kids. That wasn’t bad.

“Oh, wow,” said my daughter. She had picked up her phone and was scrolling on it. “They’re saying the mayor was caught having sex with her daughter.”

“What?” I gasped, my head snapping over to stare at my daughter. “What sort of trash is that? Why would the mayor have sex with her daughter?”

“Because the ‘goddess’ demanded it,” said my daughter, her brow furrowing. “The mayor’s released a statement. It’s so messed up, Mom. ‘My daughter is a good girl. And the Goddess teaches that good girls are lesbians. So I had no choice but to make love to her. To share with her the joys of lesbianism.’”

“No choice?” I asked, my stomach turning. “That’s so sick. Her own daughter? What about her husband? I thought the mayor was straight? Why would her daughter being gay make her have to have sex with her?”

“Because the goddess teaches that,” Anna said. “You’ve heard about her?”

“The goddess?” I arched an eyebrow. “I don’t usually follow that new age crap. There’s a girl at my work that’s always blathering on about the power of crystals. If I try to talk about Jesus, I get nasty looks, but she can go on and on about how crystals changed her life.”

“Yeah, some of my friends came out a few days ago,” said Anna. “Just said the goddess revealed they were good girls and were lesbians. They’re having sex with their mothers, too.”

“Who?” I asked, staring at my daughter in shock.

“Jenny,” my daughter said. “Jenny told me she had sex with her mom then tried to kiss me.”

“Not Jenny,” I gasped. “She’s such a sweet girl. I thought she had a boyfriend.”

“Yeah, they’re so cute together,” Anna said. “Sweethearts, but now she’s a dyke. When I didn’t kiss her, she started kissing Melissa. They just went at it in the middle of class until the teacher yelled at them. They both claimed to be good girls and could kiss where they wanted because the Goddess said so. It was insane. Then they started talking about swapping Moms.”

“What is the world coming to?” I asked, shaking my head in disgust. There was nothing wrong with being gay, if that was your choice, but to flaunt it like that where decent people could see.

“It’s nuts,” Anna said. “There are seven girls I know posting pics of having sex with their mothers or sisters or even just each other.” She shook her head, blonde hair swaying. “It’s insane. My Twitter feed looks like I follow only amateur lesbian porn. They even linked to this Goddess. Maria Throne. And she’s parading some woman around like a dog. ‘Bad girls get fucked, and my girlfriend was a cheating whore. Boys, want to fuck her?’ I mean, this is disgusting.”

Anna set her phone face down on the table. I just shook my head. “I don’t know what is going on, just don’t fall into that. You know what the bible teaches.”

“Yes, Mom,” Anna said. “Trust me, I’m not.”

I stared at her. “Oh, is there a boy you have a crush on?” I finished making the sandwiches. “Who is he? Is he cute?”

“Mooooom,” Anna groaned, squirming in embarrassment. “There’s not a boy that I like.”

“Because no boy wants to date a nerd wearing glasses!” my youngest daughter squealed. Fourteen-year-old Betty darted into the room, her brown hair, worn in a braid, flapping behind her. She reached Anna, grabbed her bra strap exposed by the tank top she wore, and snapped it. “You’re going to be a spinster, Anna!”

“You little brat!” Anna shouted as Betty darted through the kitchen and right by me.

“Betty!” I shouted, my anger flaring. “Don’t snap your sister’s bra!”

“I don’t know why she’s bothering to wear them. No boy wants to date a troglodyte that spends all day studying!” Betty cried. “Boys like girls who are cute, not librarians in training!”

“I am cute!” Anna cried.

“Then why don’t you look it, troglodyte?”

“Stop calling your sister that!” I snapped, my frustration rising. Betty used to be such a good girl, now she was such an annoying brat. “Apologize to her right now.”

“I’m just telling the truth, Mom,” said Betty. “The only guy she can attract is some loser like dad!”

“You little twat!” Anna hissed and bolted to her feet and ran after her sister.

“Anna can do a lot better than your father!” I shouted. “Betty! Betty! You mind me!”

But she was already racing up the stairs. Anna was hot on her feet. I glanced down at the sandwiches I made. The ones that would go uneaten now. Betty just had to be annoying. Like it was baked into her DNA. Too much of her father. Ever since he bailed, she just wouldn’t behave. Wouldn’t listen. I wiped my hand off on a dish towel and marched after them.

It was time to make her listen. I was done with her being a brat. I might have to spend much of my time working these days, but I was here now. I would discipline her the way her father should have if he hadn’t run off with that bimbo.

“Betty!” I shouted as I heard the clatter upstairs. They had both gotten into Betty’s room. The yelling had begun. “Betty, you apologize to your sister right now!” I marched up those stairs.

…Good girls are lesbians and bad girls are fucked…

I swayed as this fuzzy prickling ran over my mind. I staggered and grabbed the railing. I sucked in a deep breath. I didn’t know what that was. It just screamed in my mind, this feminine voice. So strong. So powerful. I rubbed a hand over my face.

“Get out of my room!” screeched Betty.

“I am not a troglodyte!” Anna shouted back. “I’m tired of you being such a brat! Take it back!”

“I’m sorry for calling you a troglodyte,” said Betty. “I insulted that disgusting race by implying you were a member. You’re a troll. Your face is so ugly, it curdles milk and scares black cats white.”

“UGGH!” Anna screeched. “Why are you such a little bitch?”

I marched up the stairs, my anger rising. I reached the second floor, the skirt of my sundress swirling around my legs. I reached the door to Betty’s room, half-open, and burst in. The door hit the stop with a loud bang.

Both my daughters jumped. Anna whirled around. Her blue eyes met mine. She gasped and pushed up her glasses as she stared at me. I groaned, this molten heat bursting to life in my pussy. Something just clicked as our gazes locked together. The passion in my twat spread through me. Nipples hardened.

Desire. I hadn’t felt a desire like this since when I met their father. When I had been that naïve girl who thought that he meant it when he said he loved me. I gripped the doorknob, my palms sweaty. My large breasts rose and fell in my constraining bra.

I had never lusted for a woman before, but… Good girls are lesbians and bad girls are fucked.

Anna was such a good girl, and so was I. The idea just fit in my mind. Like I had been missing something all my life, then that commanding voice, that divine and feminine speaker, had caused everything to make since. I hadn’t been bad. I hadn’t cheated. I hadn’t destroyed my marriage.

We were good girls. And good girls were lesbians.

I wasn’t sure if I moved to Anna or if she flew to me. Maybe we met in the middle. Suddenly, her arms were around my neck, mine around her waist, and our lips melted together. I kissed my daughter with such passion. Such love and lust for her. My tongue thrust into her mouth. She moaned and sucked on it, her body so warm against mine.

“Holy fucking shit!” Betty gasped. “What the hell are you two doing? Eww, that’s so gross!”

This wasn’t gross. It was beautiful. Why did Betty have to be such a brat?

I kissed my daughter with passion. My hands slid down and squeezed her ass through her rump. My pussy clenched. I had to make love to her. I had to show my daughter that she was a good girl worthy of being a lesbian.

I understood now why the mayor had sex with her daughter.

Good girls had to be rewarded.

It was my job as Anna’s mother to love her. To make love to her. I groaned into the kiss, her glasses bumping my cheeks. My nipples throbbed. I felt the swell of her round breast. She had developed into such a sexy, young woman.

I broke the kiss. “Oh, Anna, you’re not ugly. Your sister’s just an idiot. You’re gorgeous.”

“What are you two doing?” demanded Betty. “Stop that!”

“Shut up!” I hissed, my anger boiling through me. “Stand in the corner, shut up, and wait until I’m done making love to your sister! I’m not through with you, Betty.”

“But Mom,” Betty wailed. “You shouldn’t be kissing—”

“STAND IN THE CORNER, NOW!” exploded from me. I was done playing nice with Betty. I knew what had to happen to her, but later.

Right now, I had to make love to Anna.

Betty squeaked and darted to the corner of her own room. She stood there, facing the wall, just like a disobedient child should. I turned back to Anna and smiled at the joy in her blue eyes. She had such plump lips. I had to kiss her again.

So I did. I kissed her hard while my hands slid around and started fumbling at the fly of her jean shorts. I popped open the fastener. Her zipper rasped down. I groaned, my hands shoving down her shorts off her hips. I pushed them down her body along with the panties she wore. I had to get them all off. I felt at her naked thighs. I slid up and grabbed her rump. Nothing in the way now of holding her.

She whimpered against me, her tongue dancing with mine. Her hands grabbed the fabric of my sundress at my hips and pulled it up. She drew the cloth up and up my body. I broke the kiss with her, released her ass, and thrust my hands in the air.

“Oh, Mommy!” she moaned as she pulled off my sundress. My curly blonde hair fell around my face and shoulders. “Ooh, you have such big tits. Let me see them.”

I smiled, glancing down at her tank top. “Yours aren’t bad. C-cups are nothing to be sad about.”

“But you have those Double D’s, don’t you, Mommy?” she purred. “Those big boobs I used to nurse from as a baby.”

“Yes, you did,” I purred and reached behind me. I unhooked my bra. The cups slipped and my boobs spilled out as I pulled off the straps. My daughter groaned at the sight of my tits. “Don’t be shy. My body is yours to play with.”

“Mom!” she groaned and grabbed my tits. She squeezed them as I hooked the waistband of my panties. I peeled them off, rolling the fabric over my hips and off my rump. I pushed them down my thighs and let them drop. “Ooh, your boobies are so wonderful.”

She ducked her head down, her blonde hair swaying, and latched onto my nipple. She suckled from me. I groaned as my nub throbbed in her mouth. My cunt clenched. Motherly delight ran through me as my daughter nursed from me.

“Ooh, Anna, just like that,” I cooed. “That’s wonderful. Yes, yes, you know how to make your mommy happy, don’t you?”

She moaned around my nipple. She swirled her tongue, dancing around my bud. I groaned, loving what she did to me. It was amazing. My cunt clenched. The heat swelled through me as she suckled from my nub. She loved me with such intensity.

My face contorted as she swirled her tongue around my nipple. She caressed me with hunger. My heart raced as she did that. My cunt clenched as I loved everything that she did to me. A big smile spread on my lips.

“Oh, that’s it,” I cooed. “You’re such a good girl, Anna.” I slid my hands up her naked thighs to the waistband of her tank top. I peeled it off. “It’s a shame your sister had to turn out so bad.”

Anna popped her mouth off my nipple. “I know.” She grimaced. “Not a lesbian at all. How icky. She likes boys.”

“I know,” I said and peeled off her tank top. “I’ll make sure she has all the boys she can handle.”

“What?” Betty gasped. “What does that mean?”

“Just shut up and stay in the corner,” I hissed. “You’re in so much trouble, you little brat. Ugh, I can’t believe a daughter of mine grew up straight. The Goddess is so disappointed in you.”

“I…” Betty trembled. “I can’t help it. Boys are just so hot. They have—”

“Just shut up,” I snarled and ripped off Anna’s tank top all the way. “I’m making love to your sister. I don’t need to hear about what they have. I know what foul things they have. I was married to a terrible man! Oh, but I bet you want to fuck him, Betty. Just such a slut!”

“Yes,” Anna hissed. “I would never fuck Daddy or any boy, Mommy.” She reached behind her and unhooked her bra. “I would fuck you, though.”

She bared her teenage titties. They were so firm and perky. I stared at those quivering C-cups and groaned with maternal lust. My hands cupped them. Squeezed them. They were so much firmer than my tits. My thumbs swept over them. I brushed her nipples.

My daughter gasped. She trembled as I played with her numbs, massaging them with my thumbs, pushing those hard points back into her areolas and dimpling her boobs in the process. I smacked my lips then ducked down and suckled on my daughter’s nub.

“Oh, Mommy!” she moaned. “Oh, yes, yes, the Goddess is so right. It’s so wonderful to be a good girl. I love you, Mommy.”

I loved her. I showed her how I nursed on her nub.

I had never suckled on a nipple in my living memory. Oh, I had done this as a baby, but I had no recollection of such a happy time. I nursed on my daughter’s nipple with hunger. With lust. I reveled in the feel of her nub between my lips. I nibbled on her.

She moaned as I loved her nipple. I massaged her boobs, savoring their teenage perfection. Seventeen and just so lovely. I danced my tongue around her nub between suckles. I breathed in and inhaled something so wonderful.

This spicy scent. That wasn’t my pussy. I had a sweet-smelling cunt. This was Anna’s pussy. Her arousal. I groaned as I nibbled on her nipple with my lips. I wanted to enjoy that scent. A powerful ache shot through me to revel in her musk. To eat her pussy.

I had to do that. I had to devour my daughter and make her cum. She was such a good girl.

I popped my mouth off her nipple and fell to my knees. I grabbed her hips and stared at her cunt. A trimmed, blonde bush dripped with her juices. Her tight slit peeked through. I breathed in the spicy scent of her arousal.

“Oh, Anna, your pussy is so beautiful,” I moaned. I leaned in, my cunt on fire. “Oh, Anna, I love you! I love you so much.” My lips pressed into her curls. They spilled over me.

I licked my daughter. My tongue flicked through her folds. I caressed her with hunger. This naughty heat spread through me as I lapped at her. My pussy clenched. I groaned with the excitement of eating her out. Of finally tasting her twat. Her spicy juices spilled over my tongue.

“Mommy!” she moaned, her boobs jiggling over me. “Oh, wow, Mommy, that’s so good.”

“I know,” I groaned and licked her underage pussy again. My tongue slid through her folds. I savored her incestuous juices spilling over my tongue. “Oh, honey, I know. You taste amazing. Just so wonderful.”

I thrust my tongue into her pussy only to find her hymen at the entrance. My daughter was such a good girl. A virgin. She had never let a boy in her. This was pristine pussy, not like my cunt that had taken my husband’s cock and a few other men in me.

This was a golden pussy. Something precious. Something I was so honored to lick and lap at. I feasted on my daughter’s virgin juices. She shuddered as my tongue stroked through her folds. I licked at her with this hunger that could only be satisfied by making her cum.

“Mommy! Mommy!” she moaned, her hands grabbing her tits. She squeezed those perky mounds. “Ooh, Mommy, you feel so good. I love you so much.”

“I can’t believe this is happening,” Betty whimpered from the corner. “This is so fucked up.”

“Shut up!” I hissed. “This is beautiful. Oh, I’m making love to my daughter. This is a dream come true. This is paradise. The Goddess has brought us to paradise!”

“I’m going to barf,” muttered Betty.

“Ugh, just ignore her, Mommy,” Anna said. “I love what you’re doing to me. This is so perfect. Just keep licking me, Mommy!”

I dragged my tongue through my daughter’s slit. I savored the taste of her pussy. That wonderful flavor spilled over my tongue over and over again. My hands slid around and grabbed her peachy ass. I gripped her rump and lapped at her twat.

She shuddered, her boobs jiggling in her hands. Her fingers slid up to the tip and grabbed her nipples. She pinched them. Twisted them. She groaned as she did that. Her entire face twisted with delight. It was so hot to watch as my tongue caressed her slit.

I brushed her clit. She gasped, twisting her nipples. Her groans echoed through her sister’s room. Pussy cream soaked my bush and ran hot down my thighs. I wanted to cum, but I was a good mother. I loved my daughter. I took care of her first.

My children had to come before my own needs.

I flicked my tongue to her clit. I nibbled on her bud. She squealed in delight as I loved that little pearl. I polished it with my tongue, sliding around it. She trembled, her blonde hair swaying around her face. Her glasses shifted on her nose.

“Mommy!” she gasped. “Oh, yes, yes, you’re so good. You’re going to make me cum!”

“Mmm, just drown mommy in all your pussy juices! I love how you taste.” I flicked her tongue again. “I had no idea it was so delicious. Oh, I have been missing out on eating your pussy for so many years. I was such a fool.”

“That’s why our Goddess has come to us!” moaned Anna. “I can feel it in my heart. It prickles across my mind. Oh, yes, yes, worship me like you would worship her!”

I suckled hard on my daughter’s clit. She bucked, her boobs jiggling. She released her nipples and grabbed the back of my head. She held me to her twat. I nibbled on her bud. She bucked, her breasts bouncing and heaving. She whimpered and groaned, her head tossing from side to side.

I licked and lapped at her bud. I had to make her cum. Worship her like I would worship the Goddess. Wouldn’t that be amazing? I didn’t even know who my Goddess was, but I wanted to fall to my knees before her and eat her cunt.

So I ate my daughter’s cunt like she was the magnificent and glorious Goddess. Every good girl should be eaten like that. My fingers dug into her rump as I nibbled on her clit. I nursed on her. She gasped and moaned.

She climaxed.

“Mommy!”

Her pussy juices gushed out and flooded my mouth.

“Oh, Mommy, yes, yes,” she gasped. “That’s so good.”

I drank down her virgin passion. Her spicy and pure cream spilled into my mouth. I reveled in that wondrous delight. My tongue danced through her folds. I caressed her. Loved her. I savored every moment of licking and lapping at her twat as she climaxed.

“Mommy, I love you!” she squealed.

She shuddered, her head tossing from side to side. Her furred muff ground on my face. I licked at her. Lapped at her twat with all the passion I had. I caressed her juices. I loved the taste of her cunt. I was in heaven. I breathed in her spicy musk and rubbed my cheeks into her wet curls.

“Oh, Mommy,” she breathed. “Ooh, I have to eat your pussy!”

I opened my mouth to beg for her to do that when Betty hissed, “How long do I have to stand here and listen to you two dyke out?”

Anger shot through me. I stood up, my big boobs dragging up my daughter’s body. Our breasts came together for a moment. I wanted to kiss Anna with my lips covered in her spicy cream, but I had a bad girl to discipline. A mother’s work was never done.

“Betty,” I hissed and spun around. I marched towards her in the corner. She wore a pair of booty shorts with glittering hearts on her butt-cheeks. Where had she even gotten those? A tank top went with it. No bra strap. She barely had tits. “I am tired of you being such a brat.”

I grabbed her by the braid and yanked her from the corner. “Mom!” she squealed. “What the hell?”

“Anna, come help me spank your sister!” I hissed and dragged Betty to her bed. I threw her over it. She landed on her face, her rump thrusting up. I pinned her down to it. “Get her shorts and panties off.”

“God, you’re not going to dyke out on me?” Betty gasped. “I don’t want you touching me! You two are so gross! Mothers shouldn’t have sex with their daughters. Daddies should!”

“You’re such a bad girl,” Anna groaned. “Why would you want to have sex with Dad or any boy? Are you just that much of a slut?”

“She is,” I said, shaking my head. It was all so clear in my mind. Bad girls were good for nothing more than cum dumpsters. Outlets for men and boys who couldn’t have sex with us good lesbians. They needed something, too. The Goddess had saved Anna and me from being thralls to the cock, but Betty was lost to it. A sacrifice. “Just a nasty, dick-loving whore!”

“So gross,” Anna hissed then yanked off her sister’s shorts.

Betty squirmed as her ass came into view. She wore a thong. A thong! At fourteen? That was insane. I never bought her that. It was black and vanished into her butt-crack then hugged her pussy lips. She shaved herself. I couldn’t believe it. Such a bad girl.

“Ugh, that’s a pussy that loves cock,” groaned Anna as she yanked off the thong next, peeling it from those pussy lips. “I don’t even want to touch that twat.”

“Oh, you want to eat it!” Betty hissed. “You want to worship my cunt, dyke!”

SLAP!

My hand fell on my daughter’s rump before I could stop myself. The sound of the stinging spank echoed through the room. Betty gasped. Not so much in pain, I thought, but in shock that I had actually disciplined her. That my hand had reddened her butt-cheek.

“Mom!” she gasped, giving me an accusatory look. “What the heck? I thought you were going to molest me or something disgusting. You’re actually spanking me.”

“You’ve been such a bad girl!” I hissed.

SLAP!

“I’m just tired of it!”

SLAP!

“Owe!” she gasped, her reddened butt-cheeks clenching. “But Mom!”

SLAP!

“I don’t care. I’m tired of it. I should have done this a long time ago!”

SLAP!

Her butt-cheek jiggled from the impact. She gasped and bucked on the bed. I held her down. She squirmed in place as Anna watched on with this gleeful smile on her face. She pushed up her glasses and licked her lips. I knew she wanted to eat that tight, shaved slit, but Betty loved cocks.

No lesbian deserved to eat that pussy after it had taken a dick. They deserved pristine cunts like my first-born daughter’s. Ooh, so many women and girls would want to eat my daughter’s cunt. Never had a dick in it.

I was so lucky to have Anna for my daughter.

SLAP!

“From now on, you’re not going to pick on your sister!” I hissed.

SLAP!

“Right?”

“Y-yes, Mommy,” sobbed my daughter. Tears ran down her eyes. “It hurts.”

SLAP!

“You should have thought of that before you decided to be such a cunt!” I snarled. “You know how hard it is taking care of the three of you without you being such a pain in my ass?”

SLAP!

“I’m sorry, Mommy!” Betty squealed as she shuddered on the bed. “I won’t! I promise!”

“Of course not!”I said. “You’re going to be a little cum-dumpster. You’ll be too busy getting pounded in that whore-pussy to do it.”

“What?” she gasped. “P-pounded?”

“Any man that wants you,” I hissed. “I’m going to collar you, thrust a ring gag in your mouth, parade you around the neighborhood, and let them all rut on your cunt, whore!”

SLAP!

She gasped in pain, her butt-cheeks jiggling. She squirmed there, more tears falling down her cheeks. “B-but, Mommy. I’m a virgin.”

“Not for long!” I snarled. “Anna, go get your brother. He’s next door. He deserves the honor of breaking in this little trollop!”

“Yes, Mommy!” Anna gasped and darted out of the room.

“Keith?” gasped my daughter. She shuddered. Her vulva grew red and puffy. Juices started to form. Oh, yes, bad girls get fucked.

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Keith Carpenter

“Is that the best you got, Jim?” I asked, dribbling the ball in his driveway, the hoop set up behind him. “Huh?”

“Lot of talk,” Jim said, moving before me to keep me from getting closer. “Lot of talk. You…” His words trailed off. “Holy shit, your sister’s naked!”

I turned to see Anna running over. Her blonde hair spilled around her face. Her round breasts bounced and heaved. She wore only sneakers, clearly hastily donned since the right one hung from her foot, her heel not in it.

“Come on, Keith,” Anna said, her bush soaked with juices. “You have to come fuck Betty. Mom’s orders! Let’s go! Our little sister is such a slut!”

I blinked at that. But my mind prickled. A woman’s voice whispered through my mind. Had been whispering through my mind since I got out here. “Bad girls get fucked,” I muttered. “And Betty’s such a brat, isn’t she?”

“She is,” Anna said. “Come on!”

“Right, right!” I said and followed after my sister and her amazing ass. But she was a good girl. So did that make her a lesbian? And what about Mom? Was she good or bad? God, it would be hot if she were bad. Then she would be a slut that had to be fucked.

Anna ran across our front lawn and lost her shoe. She gasped and snagged it up, racing the rest of the way at an awkward gait. I jogged after, my dick so hard. She burst into the house and kicked off her other shoe. She ran for the stairs, her rump jiggling.

I took off my shoes and rushed after her. This was so exciting. I peeled off my tank top as I went, sweaty from the game. Anna reached the second floor and went right, vanishing into our little sister’s room. I followed her and found Mom fingering Betty’s cunt.

“Mmm, she’s nice and wet for you, Keith,” Mom said, naked, too. She had big tits that swayed back and forth, her blonde hair falling in golden curls around her face. Her blue eyes met mine. “Just fuck her hard. You can use her whenever you want. She’s a little trollop.”

“Yes, yes, fuck me!” moaned Betty. “Fuck me, Keith. I need dicks. I need to be pounded. I’m such a slut for cocks.”

“Goddamn,” I groaned as Mom grabbed Anna’s hand and pulled her out of the room.

“Enjoy, honey,” Mom said sweetly like she had made cookies for dessert. “Pound her hard. Do whatever you want to the whore.”

I stared at Betty’s pussy. A year younger than me. Her rump had a nice curve to it, her pussy shaved and her slit tight. Juices beaded on her bare vulva. I groaned and shoved off my basketball shorts and boxers. My cock sprang out and bobbed before me, precum flicking from the tip.

My sister gasped as she stared at it, tears running down her face. She had a red ass. Mom had spanked her. That was hot. I wish I had seen that. I stumbled forward, wanting to just ram my cock into her. I didn’t care if she loved it. I didn’t plan on eating that pussy out or anything. She looked more than wet. And she was just a slut. A hole for men to pump their cum in.

Nothing more.

“Thank you, Goddess,” I groaned, “for providing trollops and sluts for us guys to fuck!”

I fell to my knees behind my sister. I planted a hand on her asscheek, squeezing her warm rump. She gasped in pain as I brought my cock to her pussy. I pressed my dick right against her shaved pussy lips. Her juices coated the tip. The warmth of her cunt beckoned.

I pressed my cock into her slit. Her outer labia parted around my cock. Immediately, I hit her hymen. I shuddered. A virgin slut. I was the lucky guy that got to break in her cunt. To be the first to use her as a cum dumpster. Mom gave me this gift.

Damn, I had to do something nice for her.

“Fuck me!” moaned Betty, her braid of brown hair sliding over her back. “Just pound me. Ram that big dick into me, Keith!”

I grabbed her braid and held it like a leash. I grinned and thrust against her hymen. I held nothing back. Her membrane stretched and tore in a heartbeat. She squealed as I popped her cherry and plunged into her juicy, hot, tight sheath.

I groaned at the delight of her virgin pussy clamping down on me. I invaded her. Soiling her. It was wonderful sliding into her cunt. She felt so amazing around my cock. The tip of my dick reveled in the friction of her silky flesh.

I groaned as I sank deeper and deeper into her twat. I reveled in the delight of her flesh gripping me. She moaned and shuddered on the bed as I bottomed out in her. I had every inch of my cock in her juicy, deflowered pussy.

“Fuck,” I groaned. “Goddamn, Betty, you’re tight.”

“You’re so big, Keith!” she moaned, clamping her cunt down on my cock. “Are all guys as big as you? Ooh, please, please, say they are. I want to be their cum-dumpster. I want to be fucked!”

“Goddamn, you will be!” I groaned. “My little sister is a cum-bucket! You’re going to be overflowing in jizz!”

“Yes!” she squealed as I drew back my cock. Her pussy clung to my dick, massaging the tip.

Pleasure shot down to my balls as I buried back into her cunt. I grunted, holding tight to her braid. It was like her leash. She was a bitch. She should go around on all fours so her pussy was always ready to be fucked by a horny man.

I thrust away at her. I fucked her with passion. My cock drove to the hilt in her pussy while my balls smacked into her clit. The meaty sounds echoed through the air. I groaned, my face twisting in delight. I savored the pleasure of burying into her.

I grunted with each thrust. It was heaven being in my little sister’s cunt. I would fire so much cum into her. I would flood her with everything that I had. She moaned, her twat squeezing down on my cock. She held me tight as I buried to the hilt in her cunt.

“Yes, yes, yes!” she moaned, her snatch clenching down on me. “Oh, that’s so good. Fuck me, Keith. Fuck me, big bro! Yes, yes, dump your cum in my cunt. I need it. I need to be flooded with your seed!”

“Goddamn, I am going to hose your twat down!”

“Yes!” she squealed.

I pumped away harder and faster. I buried to the hilt in her with such hard strokes. I shuddered, her pussy clamping down hard around my cock. She held me tight. My dick throbbed in the grip of her twat. I shuddered, pumping harder. Faster.

I buried into her again and again. I loved the way she held me. My head thrown back as her cunt massaged me with such wondrous delight. I would have such a huge cum. A mighty climax. I would fire so much jizz into her.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I groaned. “Squeeze that whore-twat around my dick, baby slut. I’m going to pump you full of cum.”

“Baby slut?” she gasped, her cunt clamping down hard. “Ooh, I love that. I love that so much. Yes, yes, I’m your baby slut, big bro. That’s so hot I’m going to cum so hard on your dick. Just go wild.”

“And milk all the cum out of my balls?” I asked, slamming to the hilt in her. Those reddened asscheeks of hers jiggled.

“Fuck, yes! Gimme that cum, big bro!”

I groaned at the heat of her pussy. She held me so tight.

I shuddered, thrusting harder and faster. I buried to the hilt in her snatch. I loved the delight of plowing into her over and over again. I savored the way her snatch clung to me. That hot and quivering quim just held on so tight.

I gripped her braid and fucked into her with such passion. She whimpered as I buried my dick deep into her twat. I reveled in the delight of fucking my little sister’s whore-pussy. The ache swelled at the tip of my dick. My balls brimmed with cum.

“Big bro!” she squealed in rapture.

Her pussy went wild around my cock.

Her hot flesh spasmed about me. That wonderful twat rippled and writhed around me. I groaned, my face contorting with delight. I slammed to the hilt in her climaxing cunt. Her flesh suckled at me, so hungry for my cum.

“Baby slut!” I howled and erupted into my little sister’s pussy.

My cum pumped into her snatch. She gasped, her twat rippling and writhing around my dick. The pleasure swept through my mind. Stars burst across my vision. I savored every last moment of this incestuous delight.

“Oh, fuck, that’s good,” I growled. “Praise the Goddess!”

“Praise her!” squealed my sister, her pussy rippling around my cock.

My dick unloaded more and more cum into her pussy, flooding her with all the jizz I had. I groaned, savoring that delight. I filled her to the hilt with so much cream. I swayed there as I filled her with all my seed.

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

Her pussy rippled around my cock. My face contorted with the delight of this moment. I stroked her hips as my heart pumped such bliss through my veins. I sucked in deep air and exhaled the bliss of basting in her.

I loved these teachings of the Goddess. I could feel them tingling over my mind. Who was she? No idea, but she was close. I could feel it.

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Celeste Carpenter

“Oh, Mommy, I have to eat that pussy,” Anna moaned the moment we were alone in the bedroom.
“You’re going to,” I purred and pulled her close.

Our naked bodies pressed together. Her lips met mine, still sticky with her spicy pussy juices. Our tongues danced. It was so wondrous to kiss her. I ran my hands up and down her back while she grabbed my rump.

She squeezed my ass as our tongues danced together. This heat rippled through me, rising out of my juicy cunt. Spanking my daughter had been hot, and so had been eating my other’s daughter’s pussy. Now I needed satisfaction.

And I had a good girl to give it to me.

Anna dug her fingers into my rump as she pressed me back to the bed. I kissed her harder until she pushed me down on it. Our lips parted. I fell on the soft mattress, my big boobs bouncing and heaving.
Anna licked her lips, standing over me.

“What are you thinking?” I asked.

“That my mom has killer tits.” Anna winked a blue eye at me. She pushed up her glasses. “And a yummy pussy. I love how thick your hairs are.”

“Mmm, just a treat for you to enjoy while you’re eating me out.”

She beamed at me then sank to the bed. I groaned as she slid her hands out and grabbed my tits. She held them in her hands as she leaned down. Her blonde hair fell about her face. She smacked her lips before attacking my left nipple.

“Anna!” I moaned.

She nibbled. Her soft lips teased my nub.

“Ooh, that’s nice.”

She swirled her tongue around my nub. It felt so nice having her lick my areola. Her lips sealed She suckled harder. This was such a delight. I was so lucky to have my daughter nursing at my nipple. To have one good girl.

I would be so lonely if they were both bad.

“I’m so glad I have you,” Anna,” I moaned.

She popped her mouth off my nipple. “I’m so glad I have you, Mommy! You’re amazing.”

She licked my nipple with her naughty tongue. I shuddered at the sensation. She swirled about my areola again, her fingers digging into my flesh. I shuddered, my pussy open fire. I needed to cum so badly. I wanted to beg her to go down on me.

But I didn’t want to spoil her fun.

I did whimper and squirm. Maybe she understood, or maybe she was just eager to lick her mother’s pussy because she started smooching down my breast to my chest. Her lips went lower and lower. She crossed my belly, her lips going lower and lower. She made such wicked smacking sounds.

I squirmed and giggled as she crossed my bellybutton. Her tongue darted in.

“Anna!” I squealed.

“Mmm, Mommy,” she moaned and went lower and lower.

She smooched to my bush. She rubbed her face into my blonde silk. I had a thicker bush than her. She rubbed her nose into it, breathing in deeply. Her lips kissed the top of my pussy. I groaned as she smooched at it.

“Oh, yes, yes, Anna!” I moaned as my daughter licked up my slit and brushed my clit.

My back arched. My boobs jiggled. I whimpered as my daughter made love to my pussy. Anna licked it with such lovely strokes of her tongue. I groaned, my head tossing from side to side. I squeezed my thighs around her head. I held her tight to my cunt.

She thrust her tongue into my pussy. She swirled about in the very hole that birthed her. I groaned, my face contorting with the delight of her licking and lapping. I loved every second of what she did to me.

“Oh, Anna!” I moaned, her hand shoving beneath my rump. “Ooh, that’s good.”

“You taste so amazing, Mommy,” she moaned, her fingers dipping into my butt-crack.

I frowned as she found my asshole. She swirled around my puckered hole with the tips of her fingers while her tongue fucked in and out of my cunt. There was no way she was about to shove her digits into my rectum.

She thrust her digits against my sphincter.

“Anna!” I gasped as my asshole widened for her digits.

She popped it. Her tongue danced through my pussy while her fingers slid into my bowels. It felt so strange having those two digits in me. This strange, burning heat melted to my cunt, feeding my orgasm, as she pumped them in and out of me.

I squirmed on my back, whimpering, moaning. My boobs jiggled back and forth as my orgasm built and built. Her digits thrust into my bowels while her tongue stimulated my cunt. She did such naughty things to me

“Anna! Anna!” I moaned.

“Mmm, Mommy!”

My boobs shook as my daughter feasted on me. She licked my pussy with hunger, stroking my pussy lips before thrusting her tongue back into my snatch. Her digits pumped away at my bowels. The stimulation was so naughty. I groaned, so close to exploding with delight.

My daughter’s tongue danced around in my pussy. I shuddered on my bed, my asshole clenching down on her thrusting fingers. She flicked her tongue up to my clit. She nibbled on my bud. I grabbed my breasts as the pleasure built and built.

“Oh, my loving Goddess,” I moaned, my orgasms swelling fast in me. “Yes, yes, Anna! I’m going to… to… CUM!”

I bucked on the bed as my orgasm rushed through me. Waves of incestuous delight surged through my body. My asshole writhed around my daughter’s digits. I bucked on the bed, my face twisting with the pleasure of this moment.

“Oh, that’s so good,” I whimpered. “Oh, my wondrous Goddess! Anna! You’re amazing, Anna!”

“You taste so good, Mom!” she moaned and licked at my cunt.

She gathered the juices gushing out of my pussy. Rapture drowned my mind as I gushed out the juices that my daughter loved. Her fingers wiggled about in my spasming asshole. I loved the feeling of them as she fluttered her tongue up and down my folds.

I bucked on the bed, my thighs squeezing tight around my daughter’s face. Anna moaned, eating me out. I squeezed my tits, fingernails biting into my flesh. I groaned as my pleasure hit that amazing peak in me.

I floated on bliss.

On pure ecstasy.

It was such a treat to have this rapture buzzing through me as my daughter licked up my juices. Anna knew just what I needed. She licked at me with such hunger. It was fantastic. I loved how good I felt. How wonderful it was to have lesbian sex with my daughter.

“Oh, Anna,” I groaned.

She crawled up my body, pushing her glasses up her nose. Her round breasts swayed. They pressed into my large boobs as her lips lowered to mine. Our mouths met. The sweet taste of my pussy seasoned our passion. I groaned against her.

I could hear my son cumming in my youngest daughter. She was a bitch now. A living sex toy for men to use. There was nothing else to say about Betty. She had her chance to be a good girl like Anna. Now she was lost to cocks.

I had to take care of her. I had to make sure that she was available to men. I broke the kiss with my eldest daughter and purred, “In my shelf, there’s a box marked ‘Daisy’s Things.’ Grab it. There should be her old collar and leash.”

“You kept that?” asked Anna. Daisy had been the family dog. She was hit by a car not long after my asshole ex left me.

“Of course,” I said, smiling at her. “And now we have used for her collar and leash. The Goddess’s will itches at my mind. I know what I have to do to her.”

“Right,” said Anna. She slid off me and headed for my closet, letting me admire her cute rump.

It was so wonderful having my Goddess’s will prickling my thoughts. I could just feel her calling out to me, letting me know what I had to do. No more wondering if God would hate me. No more doubts. I knew with certainty what my Goddess wanted of me.

And I would do it.

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Agent Tonya Curtis

“Welcome to Eastport,” the sign said with a smiling sun.

Something strange was going on here. A rash of lesbian incest, of people worshiping a ‘Goddess’ and other strange behavior. Public gangbangs of women deemed sluts. Data mining on social media produced some alarming trends.

The Agency sent me in here. The U.S. government was worried. At the center of all this craziness was one woman, Maria Talon. My briefing still echoed in my mind. I had to find out if they had any connection with the Institute of Apotheosis Research down in New Mexico.

“Mayor Templin is proud of her affair with her daughter,” the voice on the radio said, “or so her statement claims. And she’s not the only one.”

What was going on in this town?

To be continued…

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