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Agent Tonya Curtis

“Strange days,” the clerk at the Eastport Lodge said as he typed on his computer to rent me a cheap room. I was on the outskirts of Eastport where strange events had taken place. The Agency had sent me here to figure out what was going on.

Why there was a woman who was claiming to be a goddess and why was everyone seemingly obeying her perverse commands. Lesbian incest. Women being gangbanged by men. Public sex. Something bizarre had gone down here.

“What’s strange about them?” I asked as casually as I could.

“Just thought the mayor was this Christian,” he said. “You know, ultra-religious. Didn’t vote for her. She sounded way too Puritanical for my sake. I wanted a mayor that thought 4/20 should be a holiday.”

“So what is she doing?” I asked as he handed me the key.

“She’s having sex with her underage daughter,” he answered. “All because of this chick named Maria Talon who claims herself to be a lesbian goddess. Good girls are lesbians and bad girls get fucked or something like that. And people are listening. It’s wild.”

“Sounds like it,” I said, taking the key. It was actually a key and not a keycard. It had a room number on the side.

“Well, enjoy your stay in Bizzaro World,” he said.

“That was the plan,” I said. “Get out of the bustle of Boston and enjoy the outdoors.”

He snorted. “Yeah, this place will make Boston look tame now. Stay out of the center of town. That’s where all the weird shit is happening.”

I nodded and grabbed my suitcase. Key in hand, I headed to my hotel room to start doing my research. I would figure this out.

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Celeste Carpenter

With Daisy’s pink collar and leash in hand, I headed to my bad, bratty daughter’s room. Betty wasn’t a good girl like Anna, her older sister. Betty wasn’t worthy of womanly love. She was good only as a breeder. An outlet for the men to fuck and use. To dump their cum in her dirty holes.

I shuddered. I couldn’t believe I let my bastard ex-husband ever touch me. That I once enjoyed men. I was glad I was a good woman like Anna. I was permitted the delights of lesbianism. I still tasted my daughter’s pussy on my lips, and her face dripped with my incestuous cream.

I threw open the door to Betty’s room to find my son pulling out of the little slut. Keith turned and grinned at me. I didn’t want to see his hard cock thrusting out before him or the cum that spilled out of the whore’s cunt.

“I fucked her hard, Mom,” Keith said with pride. “Just tore through her cherry and gave the little hussy what she needs.”

“You can fuck me again,” Betty said, her brown hair, gathered in a braid, swinging off her shoulder. She was naked from the waist down, her ass reddened from when I’d spanked her. She wore a tank top still. “I need more cum in me.”

“Mom?” Keith asked, giving me a hopeful look.

“Rip that tank top off the brat, Keith,” I hissed. “Betty, you don’t need clothes when it’s warm out. A little cock-loving whore like you should go around naked so the men can lust after you.”

“Ooh, such a great idea,” my youngest daughter moaned. I shuddered at her excitement. She wanted to be fucked by men. How revolting.

The Goddess’s words echoed in my mind. Good girls become lesbians and bad girls are fucked.

I nodded to them. They were so right. I had to make sure that the others on the block understood. The last thing our street needed was a bunch of people who didn’t follow the Goddess’s orders. There could be no straying from it. Good girls become lesbians and bad girls are fucked.

I hoped there were plenty of good girls and women on our street.

Keith ripped the tank top off her, exposing a pair of small, but perky, tits with pink nipples. They were so perfect for suckling on. Why did she have to be a brat? A bad girl? I would love to have her and Anna in bed, but look at the whore. She dripped with cum and was happy about it.

I tossed the collar at Keith. “Put that around her neck.”

He snagged it. “Sure thing. Come on, bitch, get that hair out of the way.”

“Sure thing!” Betty said with such enthusiasm. She lifted her braid out of the way as Keith opened the collar and wrapped it around her neck.

“Was she a good fuck, Keith?” I asked my son. He seemed satiated. That was good. Men needed to get their jollies off, and bad girls would be their only outlet as they served the Goddess.

“She was great, Mom,” Keith said and cinched the collar tight. He held it in his fist.

“Good,” I said and kissed him on the forehead. “Now, I want you to go around the neighborhood with her. See which men on our street need a good fuck. She’s communal property know.”

“Sure, Mom,” said Keith. He yanked on the brat’s collar. She gasped and stumbled after him as he headed out of the room. I swatted the slut on the rump, loving her yelp.

Anna stepped aside for them, her glasses slipping on her nose. She pushed them back up, her short bob of blonde hair swaying around her face. She had a nice pair of round boobs, perfect handfuls to play with, and a trimmed bush dripping with her juices.

I sauntered to her, my large tits jiggling, and hooked her arm. “Me and you are going to find out who are the good girls and make sure they are enjoying lesbianism.”

“Ooh, I hope Mrs. Vans is a lesbian,” Anna gushed. “She’s so pregnant right now. It’s kind of sexy.”

“If she is, it’ll be her only child,” I said. “But if she’s a breeder, well, at least she’s fertile.” I shuddered. “Still, I hope she’s a good woman, too. She’s almost due. I bet her breast milk has come in.”

“Oh, my, that would be delicious, Mom,” said Anna as we headed out of the brat’s room and down the stairs.

Keith was leading the brat out the door, the pair wearing only shoes. Going out naked didn’t feel… a problem. The Goddess’s voice whispered through the air. This delicious tingle raced across my mind. It felt so good to experience.

Outside, my son went right, heading over to the Jordans’ house. Their son, Jim, was Keith’s good friend. I smiled. I knew who Keith was offering his slutty sister to first. The Vans were to the left. Anna and I, wearing only some sandals, headed that way.

The day was warm. The sun shining bright. I didn’t feel self-conscious at all at moving around naked. I hummed. Something just felt right about it. Like I should be doing this. I loved my Goddess. She had made things so wonderful.

Anna and I marched up to the Vans’ front door and knocked hard on it. Footsteps pounded then Burt Van opened the door. He blinked at the sight of us then rubbed at the back of his neck. His confusion didn’t seem to be because of us.

“What’s wrong, Burt?” I asked him as he looked back inside over his shoulder.

“It’s just…” He trailed off. “It’s Linda. She says she’s a lesbian now. She just… told me. She’s pregnant with our kid, and now she’s gone gay? I mean, last night she loved my cock.”

“The Goddess has spoken,” I said, a quiver rushing through me. My big boobs swayed and slapped together. “Your wife is one of the good women. She’s chosen to join in the delights of lesbianism. You should be honored.”

“Yeah, she is a good woman,” he said. “Chosen? By the… the Goddess.” He rubbed at his head now, his brow furrowing.

“You can hear Her whispering, can’t you?” I said. “The Goddess.”

“Yeah,” he said, his eyes widening. “My wife’s… chosen to be a lesbian. That’s…”

“An honor,” Anna said, her voice firm. “Your wife being chosen to be a dyke is an honor.”

He gave a slow nod. “Yeah… Yeah, it is. I can see that now. Chosen… Lucky her.”

“Now, my son took my bratty daughter over to the Jordans,” I purred. “She’s a bad girl, so you can fuck her as much as you want, but your wife is off-limits. She’s a lesbian now. Understand.”

Burt nodded. I broke apart from my daughter as he stepped off the porch. It was clear he wanted to enjoy my daughter’s fourteen-year-old body. I didn’t blame him. My bratty daughter was a nubile delight. She would make him very happy.

I stepped into the house, hearing the TV was on. The channel changed. And changed. Linda Van was on the couch in a blue maternity dress, her pregnant belly stretching out the material. Her black hair framed her face.

“Why is there nothing good on?” she muttered and grimaced at a man and woman kissing. “Ugh, why isn’t there any hot girls kissing?”

“Ooh, we can kiss,” Anna said. “If you want to see some hot girls kissing.”

Linda turned her head, her hazel eyes wide. She stared at us and a big smile spread on her lips. “Oh, are you two lesbians now? That’s so wonderful. I just… I heard this voice whispering in my head. Lesbianism sounds so much better than doing it with a guy like a slut.” She shuddered. “Ugh, just the thought of what I did with Burt last night is making me queasy. My dumb doctor said having sex even this late in my pregnancy was good, but…”

“But your Goddess has other plans for you,” I purred. “Better ones.”

“And if you need sex,” Anna said. “Mom and I will drive you wild.”

“Oh, my, that sounds wonderful,” Linda said. “Are you two fucking?”

“We are,” I said. “Mother and daughters really should be having sex. The Goddess approves so much of it. I feel it in my heart when I make my daughter cum.”

“I can’t wait for my daughter to grow up,” gasped Linda.

Let’s just hope she’s a good girl, I thought, but I didn’t want to make a mother worry about the future of her daughter. That wasn’t nice. If Linda and Burt were good parents, they would raise their daughter right. To be a good girl who wanted to become a lesbian and not a gangbanged slut.

Linda pushed herself off the couch awkwardly. With a grunt, she gained her feet and turned the TV off. She tossed the remote on the floor and smiled at us. My daughter and I advanced. My pussy dripped with excitement. I couldn’t wait to get my hands on that gorgeous body and just have my way with her. It would be exciting.

My cunt clenched with such excitement. Our hands shot out and found the laces at the front of her maternity dress. It had a scoop neckline to show off her cleavage. We pulled the dress over her body, exposing her thighs.

“Mmm, you two are gorgeous,” purred Linda as we unveiled her round stomach. She had such a swollen belly, so full of her new life. Her daughter. “Celeste, you’re so lucky to have such a gorgeous daughter as Anna. Those tits must be so much fun to play with.”

“Oh, they are,” I said as Linda threw her arms in the air. We yanked the dress over her head and off her, the woman’s black hair settling back into place. “I love to knead them and suckle them. I’m lucky to have her in my life.”

“But not Betty?” asked Linda. She wore a pair of periwinkle bra and panties. “She’s a bit of a brat, isn’t she? Did you lose her to the men?”

“She’s a little whore eager to be gangbanged,” said Anna. “It’s so disgusting. I never liked the slut. Keith broke her in, and now he’s parading her around the neighborhood.”

“Good, good,” Linda said, smiling. “This new world is so naughty. Mmm, look at you two. Let me get this off.” She reached behind her to unhook her bra. She fumbled then the straps came loose. Her big boobs, larger than even mine, spilled out heavy with her milk.

“Oh, sweet Goddess,” Anna moaned. Her hands cupped those wondrous delights. She kneaded them. Squeezed them. Reveled in the plumpness of them. “Mom, you have to play with these tits!”

I grinned as she squeezed them both. Milk beaded on those dark pink and fat nipples. A hunger shot over me. I groaned and ducked my head down. I latched onto one nipple and suckled. Linda Vans gasped. Her milk squirted into my mouth.

This sweet, warm, creamy treat filled my mouth. Motherly delight. A dairy treat that set my taste buds alight. This was so much better than the stuff from the grocery store. I suckled again, the sweet milk splashing across my tongue followed by an aftertaste that was delicious It tasted like honeydew. A melony delight.

“Oh, that’s so good to feel, Celeste,” moaned Linda. “Ooh, your lips are so soft. No stubble. No masculine energy. Ooh, this is far, far better to enjoy.”

“Right?” asked my daughter. “Being with a man sounds so terrible. All my dad did was break my mother’s heart.”

“Burt’s a great guy, but…” Linda shuddered. “How could I have let him touch me. Breed me. Thank the Goddess for showing me the way. Now get your mouth on my nipple and suckle on my nipple like your wondrous mother is doing.”

“Yes, Mrs. Van,” cooed my daughter. She leaned over, her blonde hair shifting around her face. She latched onto the other nipple.

We nursed together. My daughter and I suckled from Linda’s tits. My hand rubbed over her pregnant belly, feeling that sexy curve as my cheeks hollowed with my enthusiasm. I gulped down her milk. The dairy flowed down to my stomach.

We both suckled with hunger. We nursed hard. I reveled in the milk flowing over my tongue while Linda moaned. Her hand grabbed the back of my head. She held me to her teat, her fingernails biting into my scalp. I grabbed my daughter’s hand, holding it as we drank the creamy treat.

“Mmm, drink your fill,” moaned Linda. “Ooh, that’s it. That’s just delightful. You’re making my pussy drip. Oh, yes, yes, you’re making me so wet.”

I thought that was perfect. I wanted to make her wet. To have her dripping. I nursed harder. I gulped down all the creamy delight. The pleasure spilled over my tongue and poured down my throat. My face contorted with the pleasure of suckling.

I loved having a nipple in my mouth. It was such a comfort to suckle on one. More and more milk flooded into my mouth with my every nurse. It flowed down to my stomach while Linda moaned her delight.

“Oh, you two are making my pussy so wet,” she cooed. “Ooh, you two are soaking my panties. Yes, yes, keep nursing. Anna! Celeste! Oh, you two are wonderful.”

My daughter squeezed my hand then pulled me towards Linda’s pregnant belly. As I gulped down another mouthful of milk, Anna pressed me into the mother-to-be’s curving stomach. We followed the swell lower and lower until we brushed Linda’s panties.

“Ooh, what are you two up to?” gasped the mother-to-be. “Huh?”

“Mmm, just playing with your pussy,” purred Anna around Linda’s nipple.

My daughter shoved our hands into Linda’s panties. A thick bush welcomed us. Silky curls engulfed our hands as we slid lower and lower to her wet pussy. I moaned around the fat nipple as I stroked Linda’s pregnant pussy folds, moving with my daughter’s touch.

We both caressed Linda. She gasped, her milk flowing into my mouth. I suckled hard and only a weak stream gushed out. Then nothing. I had drained her tit. I nursed one more time to make sure there was nothing left while my fingers stroked her cunt.

“Ooh, you two are going to make me cum, aren’t you?” Linda moaned.

I popped my mouth off her nipple. “How would you like to eat my daughter’s cunt while I devour yours, Linda.”

Anna ripped her mouth off Linda’s other nipple. “Please, please, let me sit on your face, Mrs. Van!”

“Oh, how can I resist,” said Linda. “Mmm, help me down.”

We ripped our hands out of her panties and helped her sink to the floor. She stretched out on her back, her large boobs quivering. They quivered into a pair of heavy mounds topped by those wet nipples. I wanted to keep suckling from her.

But I had new delights to enjoy. I sank to the floor between her legs and hooked her panties. I drew them off her hips and up her thighs. Her black bush came into view, dripping with her excitement. I smiled at the wicked sight as I pulled the panties off the rest of the way.

Anna sank on the pregnant woman’s face, bringing that blonde bush closer and closer to Linda’s hungry mouth. My daughter’s round tits had a firm jiggle to them as she sank her weight on the mother-to-be’s lips.

“Oh, Mrs. Van!” squealed my daughter. “Ooh, how’s your first taste of pussy?”

“Oh, it’s wonderful,” moaned Linda. “Ooh, you have such a spicy pussy. That’s so wonderful.”

My daughter gasped, her back arching. I smiled as I threw the pregnant woman’s panties to the side. I leaned down, staring at her curving belly that descended right to her black bush. She had such a yummy twat. I couldn’t wait to lick her.

The wonderful, tart aroma filled my nose as I brought my face closer and closer to that wonderful twat. My lips pressed into the curls. They tickled over my face a moment before I was licking at that yummy pussy. My tongue flicked through those naughty folds.

The woman gasped into my daughter’s cunt as I savored the taste of her pregnant pussy. My hands rubbed at her belly as I licked at her furry muff. I stroked over her thick labia, gathering up more and more of her tart delight.

“Oh, Mom, she’s got her tongue stirring around in my pussy,” whimpered my daughter. “Oh, yes, yes, Mrs. Van, get that tongue in me. Ooh, you’re loving it.”

“So is your mother,” moaned Linda as my tongue penetrated her pregnant depths.

I caressed around in her snatch, stroking her walls. I stirred up her pregnant pussy. I wanted her gasping and moaning in delight. I wanted to drown in her cream. I drank down what I licked up, reveling in how juicy she was.

I stroked her pregnant belly. I stroked over her fertile curve. I savored caressing her as my tongue fucked in and out of her cunt. I plowed in and stirred her up. She moaned her delight. She gasped into my daughter’s cunt.

I watched Anna’s face. The expressions of delight and rapture crossing her face made my own pussy clench. I wanted my daughter to have all the pleasure in the world. To have sex with so many women. I wanted to share them with her.

Anna was so beautiful. She was the best part of me. Hardly any of her bastard father in her. I watched her round tits jiggle as she arched her back, loving what the pregnant woman did to her cunt. I had to reward Linda for loving my daughter.

“Oh, my god,” Anna moaned. “Ooh, Mrs. Van, your tongue is so naughty. Mmm, you love the taste of my young pussy, don’t you?”

“Your twat is delicious,” moaned Linda. “God, you’re jailbait, too.”

“Uh-huh,” I moaned. “Enjoy.”

I slid my right hand down her belly to her bush as I licked at her folds. My fingers stroked through her curls to find her pussy lips. I rubbed up and down them, my tongue dancing over her thick labia. I caressed her, gathering up more tart delight.

I thrust not one, not two, but three fingers into her cunt. Her hot and juicy snatch engulfed my fingers. I flicked my tongue around her clit, stroking her bud. She whimpered as I did just that. I caressed her. Loved her. Made her moan her delight.

My tongue caressed around my fingers, stroking her labia. I licked her with hunger. I caressed her with passion. I wanted to make her explode. She whimpered as my fingers stirred up her twat. I plunged them in and out of her.

“So good, Celeste,” she moaned, my tongue finding her clit. “Oh, yes!”

“Ooh, Mom, do that to her again,” moaned Anna. “She liked it.”

“Mmm, you like having your naughty clit played with, Linda?” I licked her clit again. She gasped and shuddered, her passion echoing through the room. “I think you do.”

“I do,” she moaned. “Oh, yes, yes, I do. That’s so good. That’s amazing. I love it. Ooh, I love what you’re doing to me. Yes, yes, don’t stop. Just keep playing with my clit. I’m going to have a big climax.”

I fluttered my tongue around her clit. I caressed her with hunger. I lapped at her with such passion. She groaned, her face twisting with pleasure as I pumped my three fingers in and out of her twat. Her flesh clung to me.

I drew back my digits and shoved my pinkie finger into her pregnant depths. She gasped as her cunt squeezed about all four of my digits. I pumped them in and out of her, loving how she gripped them while my tongue played with her clit.

“Jesus, your mother has four fingers in my pussy,” gasped Linda. “I think she’s going to fist me!”

“Fist?” Anna asked, her boobs swaying.

“Yes, yes, it’s where you thrust your entire fist into a woman’s pussy and really stretch her out,” moaned Linda. “Oh, Goddess, I never thought I would get the thrill.”

Was that even possible? This wave of naughty heat washed through me as I worked my four fingers in and out of her pussy. She would have her baby soon. Her pussy would stretch even more than my fist. I had to do it to her.

I suckled on her clit as I curled my fingers. I caressed her pussy wall as I balled my hand into a fist in her snatch. She squealed. I stared at her labia wrapped around my fist in awe. I sank into her cunt, my knuckles rubbing on her cunt.

“Yes, yes, yes, fist my pregnant twat, Celeste!” gasped Linda into my daughter’s pussy.

“Oh, my god, Mom, that’s the kinkiest thing I’ve heard,” Anna whimpered. “Do it. Fist her cunt. Make her squeal into my pussy!”

“Yes, honey!” I moaned and pumped my fist in and out of Linda’s cunt.

The pregnant woman shuddered. Her belly quivered as I punched my fist into her twat. Her cunt gripped me. She held me tight as I worked my hand in and out of her snatch. Her warm pussy engulfed me. It was such a thrill.

I loved this so much. I licked at her clit as I plunged my hand in and out of her cunt. I loved how she moaned. How she gasped and shuddered. It was such a thrill to do this to her. To jam my fist into her pussy. She squeezed her cunt down around me.

“Oh, that’s awesome,” she moaned. “That’s fucking amazing. Yes, yes, I love it. I love that so much. Ooh, you’re driving me wild, Celeste.”

“Make her cum by fisting her pregnant pussy!” gasped my daughter, her blonde hair swaying about her face. “Oh, Mom, do it! Make her squeal!”

“Yes!” I groaned, thrusting my fist hard and deep into Linda’s pussy.

My cunt clenched as I pumped away. That hot twat gripped my hand, soaking my fist in juices. She moaned louder and louder into my daughter’s cunt. Linda’s pregnant belly jiggled as she squirmed. Her legs spasmed around me.

“Oh, fuck, yes!” she gasped. “My Goddess!”

Her pussy went wide around my hand. She convulsed and spasmed about my fist plunging into her depths. I ripped my hand out and pressed my mouth to her cunt. Her juices flooded over my lips and tongue. I gulped down her tart delight.

“Oh, Mrs. Van!” Anna gasped. “Yes, yes, suck on my clit. Oh, my Goddess. That’s… Yes!”

My daughter bucked, her glasses flashing, as she came on that the pregnant woman’s mouth. Linda had the joy of drinking my daughter’s spicy juices while I gulped down all that tart delight. I closed my eyes, so thankful to my Goddess for changing the world.

I was so glad to be a good lesbian.

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Betty Carpenter

“Crawl on the grass,” my big brother said as he led me from our front door. Mom and Anna were heading the other way. Anna should have been a slut like me.

It was so awesome to have Keith’s cum leaking out of me.

“Yes, big bro,” I moaned and fell to my knees like the bitch I was. Being a brat had paid off. I was a cum-dumpster now. Just three holes for men to spurt their seed into. They would breed me. I hoped I had sons who would grow and fuck me, too. And if I had daughters, I wanted them to be bad.

To learn the joys of being broken in by my big brother.

Cum ran down my thighs as I crawled after my brother. He held the pink leash. It belonged to Daisy, our old dog who we had to put down a few years ago. She was such a cute dog. Not a bitch like me. It felt so right to have that bitch collar about my neck.

The sound of a basketball hitting the hoop echoed. Jim, Keith’s friend and our neighbor, recovered the bad shot and went for another. He wore loose shorts and a tank top. He made another shot, hit the backboard with a thud, then bounced off the hoop. The metal ring echoed as he cursed.

“You still suck at shooting,” Keith said. “Practice isn’t going to change that.”

“I am going to make you…” Jim’s words trailed off as he stared at me kneeling behind my brother. We were on the edge of the Jordans’ driveway where the basketball hoop had been set up. “Holy shit.”

“Want to use my sister as a cum-dumpster?” asked Keith. “She’s a fucking brat, so she’s not good for much else.”

“Mmm, just for being fucked by cuties like you, Jim,” I purred, winking at him. “Come and fuck me hard.”

“Shit, I thought you had a crush on Todd,” Jim said.

“He’s not here to use me,” I moaned. “Don’t tell me I’m not good enough for your cock, Jim. You’re going to make me cry. I need to be pounded by you.”

“Shit, fuck, shit,” Jim groaned and threw the basketball down. He raced over, his cock tenting the front of his basketball shirt.

“That’s the spirit, man,” Keith said and fell to his knees before me. He shoved his cock at my mouth.

My first blowjob! I was so happy. I opened my mouth and gladly sucked my brother’s cock past my lips. The tangy flavor of my own pussy suffused my taste buds. I licked around his cock, caressing him. It was such a delight. I was so honored to blow him.

The flavor of my pussy cream melted away as his salty precum swelled. Jim panted behind me as I nursed on my big brother’s cock like the happy slut I was. I was about to have two dicks in me. To be spit-roasted like the naughty sow I was.

“I can’t believe this,” groaned Jim. “Your sister is really a bitch slut.”

“Yeah,” groaned my brother. “Get at it.”

He slammed his cock into me. He buried into my sloppy cunt broken in by my big brother. I would always remember how he took my cherry so that other guys could fuck the shit out of me. My pussy clamped down on Jim’s cock as I nursed on my brother’s dick.

I suckled and slurped on Keith’s cock, the incestuous flavor of his precum melting across my tongue. I swirled my tongue around him. I loved the feel of him. How he throbbed in my mouth. He groaned, his dick twitching as I loved him.

“Shit, that’s good,” growled Jim as he pumped away at me. He didn’t hold back. His balls slapped my clit I loved it. “Goddamn, Betty, you’re so wet.”

“Yeah, she’s a delight,” Keith groaned. “Damn, Betty, suck that dick. Nurse on it, you naughty little whore.”

He groaned, his dick plowing hard into me. He fucked me with such passion. He stirred up my twat with delight. I loved it. I gripped him, savoring the way he plowed into me. He fucked me with such passion. He buried his cock to the hilt in me.

I loved it. I squeezed my cunt around him. I gripped him hard as she buried into me again and again. He thrust into me with those hard strokes. I loved sucking on my brother’s cock as Jim pounded me. I rocked back into his thrusts, my mouth sliding up and down my brother’s cock.

My sloppy twat gripped Jim’s dick. I held him tight as he buried his cock into my snatch again and again. He plowed into me with such force he slid my mouth down my brother’s cock. He buried his dick to the hilt in me.

“Shit!” Jim groaned.

“I know,” Keith panted, his cock throbbing in my mouth.

It was outstanding being spit-roasted by them. I loved every second of it. I treasured his big dick plowing deep and hard into my twat. I clenched my cunt down on him and suckled with all my might on my brother’s cock.

Drool ran down my chin. My cheeks hollowed. It was so amazing to please two guys at once. I shuddered, suckling hard on my brother’s cock. I worked my mouth up and down him, rocking to the rhythm of Jim’s thrusts.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Jim moaned as he fucked me. “Oh, that’s so hot. I love ramming my cock into your cunt!”

“Fuck the slut hard!” my brother moaned as I nursed on him.

“I can’t wait for my turn,” a man groaned.

Mr. Van was there, his hand down his sweatpants. He stared at my nubile, underage body with such lust. I loved it. My cunt clamped down on Jim’s cock, my orgasm building so fast. I hurtled toward that wonderful climax while nursing on my brother’s cock.

Jim gripped my hips as he pounded me. My butt-cheeks jiggled while his balls slapped into my clit over and over again. The pleasure of that was stupendous. I loved every moment of him plowing into me hard and fast.

I wanted to squeal out how much I loved this.

“Goddamn,” Jim groaned. “I’m going to bust my nut in her.”

“Flood the fucking whore!” my big brother growled. “Just spurt all your jizz into her.”

I wanted to moan, “Yes!” but my mouth was filled with his dick. I clenched my cunt down on Jim’s cock, the friction building me towards my orgasms. I loved it. My hips wiggled, stirring my twat around his rod. He buried into me, nuts slapping my clit.

My orgasm burst through me. I exploded on this wondrous dick. My cunt rippled and writhed around him. The heat swept through me. It was outstanding. I loved it. My mind drowned in the rapture of climaxing on their cocks.

“Fuck, I think she just came!” Jim moaned. “Her cunt is going wild around my cock.”

“Then flood her,” Keith groaned. “Shit, sis. That mouth. Fuck, yes!”

His cum fired into my mouth. Spurt after spurt of his spunk flooded me. I gulped it down. I drank down his spunk. I loved the thick and creamy delight spilling down my throat. I gulped it down with such eagerness. My pussy rippled and writhed around Jim’s cock. He buried to the hilt in me and gasped out loud.

“Fuck!” he snarled and flooded my pussy.

I had two guys cumming in me at the same time. I swallowed every last drop of my brother’s spunk as Jim hosed my cunt with his jizz. It was amazing to have them both spurting into me. I shuddered, my orgasm intensifying.

I was their cum-dumpster.

“Shit, yes!” my brother groaned. “Drink that spunk!”

“Oh, goddamn, she’s milking my cock!” Jim groaned. “Your whore-sister is milking my cock dry! I fucking love this!”

So did I. Treasured their cum flooding me. This was such a delight to please them both. This was what the Goddess wanted from me. I would be the best fucking whore ever. I would please every man that wanted me.

My brother groaned as he fired his last blast of cum. I swallowed his creamy spunk while my pussy milked Jim’s cock dry. He spurted that warm spunk into me. My mind drowned in the rapture. I quivered there, loving every moment of this.

“My turn?” Mr. Van asked.

“Have at her,” my brother groaned as he slid out of my mouth.

“Shit, yes,” Mr. Van groaned and advanced on me.

A big smile spread on my lips. “I’m so ready to be fucked by you, Mr. Van. Pound me hard! Make me cum like the fucking whore I am!”

“I’m going to fuck your ass so hard!” he growled as he pulled out his dick.

Mr. Van pressed his cock into my asshole. I shuddered as he rubbed against me. I had never taken a cock back there, but I would love his. It would be so awesome to have him fucking into me. To pump his dick in and out of my bowels.

He drilled against me. My anal ring widened and widened. My fingers dug into the grass. Keith gripped my leash, his cock twitching. He was growing hard again. He had a big smile on his lips. He got off on letting other men fuck me.

He owned me, didn’t he? He was the one who would take care of me. Use me and let other men use me. I looked up at my bother and grinned at him as Mr. Van rammed his cock past my anal ring and sodomized me.

“Yes!” I squealed as that thick cock penetrated my asshole. It hurt. Burned. But in a good way. Like when Mom spanked me. “I’m a bratty slut that needs to be fucked hard, Mr. Van!”

“Fuck,” he groaned as he sank more and more of his cock into me.

“Pound her,” groaned my brother. “Just fuck her hard.”

“I will,” he groaned as he bottomed out in my bowels.

I was in heaven. I was so glad to have his big dick in me. He gripped my hips as he drew back his cock. It felt incredible to have him do that. Just an amazing delight. I groaned, savoring the way his cock slid out of me.

Then he rammed it back into my asshole. He buried to the hilt in me. He fucked me so hard. The burning soon became bliss. It melted down to my cunt. I loved him thrusting in and out of me. He fucked me hard and fast.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I gasped, my sloppy cunt drinking in the rapture.

“Damn, Mr. Van,” groaned Keith.

“My wife went lezzie, but I get to fuck this teenager’s asshole,” he growled.

“Yes, you do!” I moaned, my small titties quivering beneath me. “Ooh, Mr. Van! Fuck away!”

He pounded my asshole. My bowels gripped him, heating my sloppy twat. Jizz ran in thick rivulets down my thighs. I loved the way that spunk ran down me. It was so hot to feel. To experience all that seed leaking out of me.

Proof I was a cum-dumpster.

A whore.

A fucktoy for men.

I groaned and gasped as Mr. Van fucked me. His hands slid up and down my body. He brushed my nipples. Sending delight racing through my flesh. My nerves drank it in, my asshole melting around his cock.

My pussy grew hotter and hotter. Molten spunk ran out of me. I humped back into his thrusts, loving his bush smacking into my reddened ass. I gasped and moaned, the collar scratching about my neck. Keith watched me

I winked at him.

“You are such a slut,” he growled.

“I am!” I moaned, my asshole clamping down hard on that cock fucking me. “Oh, Mr. Van, make me cum! Stir me up. I’m almost there!”

“You fucking slut!” he growled, fucking me so hard.

He pounded me with that dick. He drove deep and hard into my asshole. My pussy swelled with my orgasm. My pleasure would burst through me. A big grin spread on my lips. This was the life for a “ brat like me.

He slammed into my asshole with that huge cock. I gasped at the heat melting to my cunt. My pussy couldn’t handle it. My orgasm exploded through me. A shock wave of passion soared through me and slammed into my mind.

“I’m such a whore!” I screamed as my asshole convulsed around his cock. My sloppy cunt writhed, spilling more jizz down my thighs. “Cum in me, Mr. Van! Flood my fourteen-year-old ass!”

“Yes!” he growled and buried to the hilt in me.

He spurted over and over again. He flooded me with jizz. The heat shot through me. It was incredible to feel that jizz pumping into me. A hot rush that only sent more rapturous shock waves surging through my body.

“Fuck!” he groaned.

“That’s it!” I howled. “That’s how you fuck a slut!”

“That’s right,” Keith said, holding my leash. “Who else needs to fuck my slutty sister?”

“I do,” Mr. Jordan groaned. “My wife’s a dyke. I need some pussy!”

“Then step up!” Keith said as Mr. Van kept pumping my asshole full of cum. “My sister’s got a tight cunt just begging for dicks.”

“I do!” I moaned. “Oh, god, I do! Pound me! Fuck me hard! Yes!”

Mr. Van fired the last of his spunk into my asshole. My orgasm hit that wonderful peak as Mr. Jordan stumbled forward. I shuddered. I was in heaven. My Goddess had made me into a slut, and I would be the best fucking slut there had ever been. Men would queue up to use my holes.

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Celeste Carpenter

“I’m afraid your wife is a bad girl,” I said to Ken Sherman. My daughter and I were at the next house on the street. I took one look at Rita Sherman and could tell.

I mean, she had her husband’s cum dripping down her face from blowing him just a few minutes ago. That only meant one thing.

“She is?” Ken said, staring down at his wife.

“Well, she’s been fucking some guy,” said Anna. “He shows up around noon most days while you’re at work. That’s bad girl behavior to me.”

“What?” Ken roared. “You’ve been cheating on me, Rita?”

“He had such a big cock,” Rita moaned. The woman played with her wedding ring. “I just had to fuck him. Mmm, but I’ll still fuck you.”

“There’s only one thing to do with a woman like this, Ken,” I said. “You have to tie her up to the mailbox out in front of your house and make sure every guy in the neighborhood can use her.”

“Fuck her in the ass, too,” Anna said. “Really break in that hole. Get her nice and loose to be one of the neighborhood’s cum-dumpsters.”

“Yeah,” Ken said, rubbing at his chin. A devilish smile spread. “She is a fucking whore, isn’t she?”

“Well, our work here is done,” I said to my daughter. I could still taste Linda’s pussy on my lips. “Shall we?”

“Yes, Mother, let us continue the rounds!” my daughter said with a posh, British accent as she took my arm, delight in her eyes.

I couldn’t help but smile as we ventured over to the Marlows’ house. The patriarch wasn’t home, his classic T-bird wasn’t in the driveway. My daughter and I ventured up to the door and rang the bell, but no one answered. Mrs. Marlow’s car was in the driveway. Someone was home. I leaned in and heard gasps. Moans.

I smiled and opened the door to find out what was going on. Naked and bold, I stepped into the house and looked around. I smiled at what I found. Shelly and Virginia, the Marlow twins, were on the floor locked in a furious sixty-nine.

The sight of their twincestuous passion stirred my heart. I beamed as those two cuties devoured each other with such vigor. It was clear that they were too eager to make the other cum, sharing in their sisterly love.

On her hands and knees was their mother, her big tits swaying as her nineteen-year-old son fucked her from behind. He pounded her hard and fast like the slut she was. He blinked as he saw us, but didn’t stop fucking her in the ass.

“Hold on, Mrs. Carpenter,” he groaned. “About to bust a nut in her asshole.”

“Fire away,” I said. “She’s a bad woman, isn’t she? Never did like the cunt.”

“Such a bad woman!” gasped Mrs. Marlow. “Oh, fuck! Oh, that’s it, Billy. Fuck!”

Her head threw back. She was clearly cumming on her son’s dick. Climaxing from being ass-fucked by a man. Only a true whore could do that. Her big boobs swayed beneath her as she gasped and moaned. Her head tossed from side to side, brown hair dancing.

“Shit!” groaned her son. He buried to the hilt in her asshole and clearly flooded her with cum. She moaned, jizz already running down her thighs. He had creampied her pussy, too.

Excellent.

My daughter started nursing on my nipple and fingering my twat like the good girl she was. I shuddered at her touch, so thrilled that she was a lesbian. I ran my hand over her head, loving the texture of her blonde curls.

“Goddamn, that’s good,” he groaned. “That’s fucking amazing.” He drew in a deep breath. “Oh, right, Mrs. Carpenter, do you need something?”

“Yes, you should take that whore outside and tie her up so the men of the neighborhood can use her. We’re getting all the bad girls and women out there.”

“Right,” he said. He ripped his cock out of her asshole. “You heard her, Mom. Go fetch a rope from the garage so I can tie you to the tree.”

“Yes, honey!” she moaned and crawled away. She gained her feet and stepped over her sixty-nining daughters.

My daughter and I found a bad girl at the next house, too. Mrs. Johnson was more than thrilled to lick my pussy while her husband was fucking their fifteen-year-old daughter. I was glad the mother was good. We had had two bad wives in a row.

It did not reflect well on our street.

Veronica Johnson was soon tied up and ready to be used while I had a wonderful orgasm on Mrs. Johnson’s mouth. I told her about the twins next door. She rushed over to enjoy it. Mr. Marlow had come home in the meantime and was happily fucking his wife while a jogger stopped and watched on eagerly, clearly wanting a turn.

My daughter and I finished the rounds. In total, counting Betty, we found eight bad girls and women who were tied up and being gangbanged. It was a third of the women on the street. The men were happy as they went from woman to woman.

That let us good girls get together and have our fun. I was so thrilled to see all the lesbians that lived on my street gathering in my backyard. Anna and I were going to have so much fun. It was all thanks to Maria Talon, the Blessed Goddess. I hoped her influence spread and spread.

I posted that on Facebook complete with a picture of the lesbian orgy breaking out in my backyard.

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Agent Tonya Carter

I returned to my hotel room after an hour circling the town. I had all my recorders in place. Now back here, I stared at the information coming in. Alpha waves were washing through the air. They seemed to be emanating from where Maria Talon lived.

Proof that she was the source. The signal strength was slowly rising. That was worrying to me. On another laptop, I had bots crawling over social media. They were cataloging posts. A new one popped up posted by a Celeste Carpenter on her church’s Facebook group.

“Praise the Goddess Maria for this wonderful bounty I am about to enjoy,” it read. The pic had over a dozen women and girls having an orgy. Kissing, licking, sucking each other. The picture was geotagged, giving me the GPS coordinates from the middle of town.

I had more such plots appearing, showing the spread of the signal’s influence. The heart of the town was under the sway of the mental waves coming from Maria Talon. She had posted many of her own pics. Her ex-girlfriend getting gangbanged was many of them, but also ones with three girls. Two were her daughters, Alison and Janet, and a third was named Lily Carter, daughter of the ex.

I was sending updates to the Agency. This was getting worrying.

“I have awakened,” said one of Maria’s posts. “The Institute has recognized my divinity. Good girls are lesbians and bad girls are fucked! Embrace my teachings. Do not be ashamed to express your passion. Do not let familiar bonds stop you. Mothers, love your good daughters. Sisters, love each other. Sluts, beg for your fathers and brothers and sons to dump their cum in your worthless holes.”

I swallowed. This was getting weird.

My sensors beeped warning. The alpha waves spiked in intensity. I stood up as the intensity tripled. That was enough for it to reach the entire town. My mind prickled. A woman whispered in my mind. I stumbled back.

“Good girls are lesbians and bad girls are fucked,” purred the voice. I was working against the goddess. I was a bad, bad girl.

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