Stud Conquers the World
Book Eleven: The Demon’s Naughty High Priestess
Part Six
by mypenname3000
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Chapter Eleven
Lewis Zachary “Zach” Black
Ms. Denise drove the limo with reckless haste toward Good Sam.
My twin sister was in labor.
I stared out the window, breathing slowly to control my excitement. We flew up 512. We were nearly there. Just a few more exits to go. South Hill Mall was ahead. I smiled. My first child had become Charles’s mother, so it felt like Moira’s son would be my firstborn.
My secret heir because Susannah would have my official children. I wouldn’t be listed as the father of Moira’s child on any birth certificate. She was claiming she hooked up at a party with some guy she didn’t know while drunk.
The limo passed the mall and made the turn to head down the hill into Puyallup. I closed my eyes, controlling my excitement. And my anxiety. My son would be born healthy. I clenched my fists as anger shot through me.
And shame.
I had almost killed my child because of Ashtaroth’s influence. I was glad she had taken the spell meant to bind me. She was chained to me. I would use her. She deserved it for what she had done, and I deserved the same.
I had been weak.
I had not held to my principles like I should have. I was supposed to be better than that. I was going to change the world, and what did I nearly do? I pushed down that anger. I would be better. For my son, who was about to be born.
For the generations to come.
This world must be broken from the tyranny of the demonic “gods” and the elites who made sacrifices to them.
The limo took the exit at the bottom of the hill. In a minute, we were driving up the hill to the hospital. It had been rebuilt, the entrance no longer this cramped affair but with a sweeping driveway. I had come here several times as a child with bangs and scraps, Mom worried.
The limo pulled up to the front of the hospital. Susannah, the Augustines, and Sable waited out front with two of the cops standing to the sides protecting them. I had my police escort, of course. People wanted to kill me.
Ms. Denise, in her sexy chauffeur’s outfit, opened the door, smiling at me. I climbed out, my heart pounding. Susannah rushed toward me and threw her arms around my body. She hugged me tight, squealing with excitement.
“Your mother’s in with her,” said Susannah, breaking the hug. “We can wait this way.”
“Right,” I said. “Should I be in there?”
“You can’t,” said Susannah. “You’re not the father.”
I opened my mouth to object when I realized what she meant. I wasn’t the official father. I was just Moira’s twin brother. It had to be that way. I couldn’t act as anything more than a sibling worried about his sister and eager to meet his nephew.
“Right, right,” I said and smiled at her. “I’m going to be an uncle.”
“Yep,” she said.
Sable glanced at me. Her face was tighter than usual. Paler, too. Was she worried about Moira?
I smiled at that but said nothing. It was cute how Sable acted around my sister. Very tsundere.
The Augustines were pretending to be a married couple. Well, they were, but Mrs. Augustine didn’t routinely humiliate her husband by cuckolding him with myself and my brother. She would go farther if I let her.
She would fuck every man in the hospital waiting room.
And we waited.
Being stuck in a hospital was so soul-draining. Uncomfortable chairs. Strangers around. Doctors and nurses passing through sparking hope in everyone waiting that it was about their loved one. Moira was hardly the only labor happening right now.
Mom came out a few times to give updates. She was still not fully dilated. Things like that. To be patient. She was in labor with me for ten hours. I wanted to hug my mom and apologize for that. It sounded awful.
Susannah sat beside me while Sable often paced. She marched back and forth. The cops were stationed in discrete places in the room. Nisha waited with me. She had patience that came from being a thought form.
I envied that.
I felt every hour drag on. I ate terrible hospital food with the others. I was tired, but too uncomfortable and anxious to sleep. I played around on my phone. I thought about future campaign rallies. I plotted with Sable and chatted with Susannah.
Finally, after nearly nine hours, Mom appeared and said, “She had the baby!”
Cheers erupted. I was a father again with a child that I had to raise and protect.
“The doctor said two can come back,” said Mom. She glanced at me, arching an eyebrow.
“Sable,” I said and rose.
She nodded to me, almost shooting me a grateful look.
We headed down the hallway and entered the room to find Moira lying in a bed, looking exhausted and joyous all at the same time. She smiled at us as she lay there, holding such a tiny thing. Our child. I couldn’t believe it.
Our son.
I moved to the bed as the nurse bustled around us. I couldn’t show my true excitement.
“There’s your uncle,” said Moira. “Uncle Zach. He’s got the same middle name as you, sweetie.”
“The same?” I asked in surprise.
“Mmm, I named him Michael Zachary Black,” she said. “Isn’t Michael such a good name? It’s strong. It means, who is like God.” She winked at me.
I nodded, trembling.
“You can hold him, Uncle,” Moira said.
I trembled and reached out with care to take the swaddled baby. I held him in my arms. He yawned for a moment, his eyes opening. They were dark eyes like mine. He had wisps of hair.
“You did good, Moira,” said Sable, who stood by the bed.
“Mmm, that’s my girl,” Moira said to the nurse. “My sexy Sable. She’s gonna marry me and be a mommy with me.”
Sable’s cheeks blushed.
“Isn’t she so cute when she blushes, nurse?” Moira asked.
“Yes,” the nurse said. “But you need rest.” The nurse came and took the baby from me. She put him in a little basket. “Now sleep. Your baby needs rest, too. Out of everyone.”
Moira nodded, her eyes closing. She had been up all night. The nurse shooed us all out. Mom stepped out, too. She smiled at that, glancing back at my sister. Moira was looking so delicious there. I was so happy that she was born.
“I’ll stay with her,” said Mom. “They’re letting me. You should go home.”
“I should,” I said and touched her hand. “Why don’t we talk before we do that? Sable, you can stay with Moira for a bit.”
“Of course,” Sable said and headed back into the room.
“Talk?” asked my mom as I led her away from the room.
“Yes, talk,” I said. I gripped her hand and smiled at her. “I want to talk with you badly. Don’t you want to talk with your son?”
She shuddered and licked her lips. “I do want to talk to my son.”
“In here,” Nisha said and pointed to an empty room.
I opened the door and slipped in with Mom. It was another maternity room that was unused. Nisha smiled from the doorway. It was dark inside. Cozy. I cupped Mom’s face, so excited that I was a father again.
Mom and I needed to have another child. Another daughter.
I kissed her with passion.
Mom’s lips melted to mine. She groaned, thrusting her tongue into my mouth. She melted against me. I loved my mother. I had claimed her from my father. Just like I had done with my twin sister and Mrs. Augustine. I had won my brother to my side.
Our father was a bastard who deserved to suffer. To be stopped. I would not be like him.
I would be there for my children.
I gripped Mom’s rump with my hands, kneading her through her dress. She whimpered in delight as I kissed her. My exhaustion was gone. I wanted to fuck her so badly. To breed a daughter in her belly, but…
I broke the kiss and slid my hands up her sides to her breasts. I cupped those wonderful tits through her dress. They were heavy with her breast milk. She shuddered as I massaged them. She licked her lips.
“Did you pump?” I asked.
“Hours ago,” she moaned. “They’re so full right now.”
“Good,” I growled and unbuttoned the front of her dress.
She wore a nursing bra beneath to cup her large tits. I ripped open the flaps, exposing her dark nipples. They were shadowed peaks in the dark room. I ducked my head down and engulfed one of those delicious nubs.
I suckled.
Mom groaned.
Her milk gushed into my mouth. I loved that sweet cream. She held me to her tit as I breastfed from her. I savored the revitalizing warmth of her motherly love. The heat spread through my belly, invigorating me.
“Oh, oh, oh,” she moaned. “Mmm, my growing boy needs to be nourished. Yes, yes, let Mommy take care of you.”
I suckled hard from her, gulpi
g down her breast milk. Her motherly cream flowed down my throat. I suckled hard, wanting to drain her tit. I wanted to drain them both. My dick was so hard in my jeans as I nursed from my mother’s teat.
I breastfed from her with such hunger. I suckled down all her milk. I loved how the warm, sweet streams squirted into my mouth. I filled my mouth with cream before swallowing it all down and starting again.
“Zach,” Mom moaned. “I love you, Zach. Oh, oh, I’m a grandmother. Yes, yes, that’s so wonderful.”
It was.
I suckled hard from her teat until her milk ran dry. I popped my mouth off her nipple and engulfed the other one. I sucked from her left boob and gulped down more of her wonderful breast milk. The sweetness was so tasty.
As was the melony aftertaste.
That tartness was so good between suckles.
I loved her nipple. I suckled on her. I swirled my tongue around her nub between suckles. I wasn’t as hungry as before. Now I wanted to tease her. Make Mom feel good. She moaned as I gulped down her breast milk, my hands wandering.
I hiked her skirt. I drew up the fabric until I could slide my hand between her thighs. I slid up and cupped her thick, black bush. I loved the silky texture of her pubic hair on my hand. I slid my fingers between her pussy lips.
She was soaked.
“Oh, oh, Zach,” she moaned as I thrust my digits into her cunt. “Yes!”
I suckled on her nipple and fingered her cunt. I worked my digits in and out of her hot and silky depths. She trembled as I did that. I ground the heel of my hand against her clit. She trembled as I did that. It was lovely to finger her.
Her wet bush tickled my palm as I thrust my digits into her snatch. I churned her up. She groaned, her pussy clamping down on me. It was so much fun to suckle on her nub. To nurse on her as she moaned out her passion.
“Oh, oh, that’s good!” she moaned.
I agreed, suckling hard on her. I swirled my tongue around her nipple. I wanted her passion to soak my hand. I worked my digits in and out of her twat. She gripped my digits with her hot twat. It was so much fun to finger her like this.
“Zach!” she moaned. “Oh, oh, you’re such a good son!”
I gulped down her breast milk, grinding the heel of my hand against her clit. I massaged her bud. Her pussy clamped down on my digits. She moaned louder and louder. I churned up her cunt, wanting her to explode.
“Oh, Zach,” she moaned. “Oh, my, Zach, that’s so good. That’s just amazing. You know that. Oh, wow!”
I suckle down her breast milk, nursing on her with all that I had. She whimpered louder and louder. I gulped down her wonderful cream. She tasted so good. She trembled here as her motherly delight poured down my throat. I thrust my fingers deep into her cunt.
“I’m going to cum, Zach!” she whimpered. “Mommy’s going to burst!”
I thrust a third finger into her juicy snatch. I rubbed hard on her clit. She held my head to her nipple. I suckled hard, the milk squirting into my mouth. Her fingernails dug into my scalp as her pussy clamped down on my digits.
“Zach!” Mom howled.
Her pussy spasmed around my digits.
I loved feeling her cunt rippling around my cunt. She soaked my hand in her juices. My cock ached as I kept gulping down her breast milk. She trembled through her orgasm, her passion singing out and echoing through the room.
“I love you!” she moaned. “Oh, oh, Zach!”
I gulped down her breast milk, savoring that sweet cream spilling down my chin. She trembled through her orgasm as I nursed from her. She trembled there, her pussy spasming around my digits. I enjoyed that delight until the passion slowed.
Her orgasm passed as I gulped down the last of her breast milk. I suckled hard, but no more came out. I pulled out my fingers and popped my mouth off her nub. I suckled on her spicy cream. She panted there, her boobs jiggling in her bra, her skirt around her waist.
She smiled and backed up. She sat on the hospital bed and purred, “I want to be fucked so hard. I need to have another baby.”
“That’s right,” I said and attacked my belt. I unfastened my slacks. “You need to be bred, Mom!”
“Yes, yes, come and breed your mommy,” she moaned, spreading her legs apart. “Mommy needs it so badly!”
I marched up to her and brought my cock to her pussy. I nuzzled into her cunt and thrust to the hilt in her snatch. She gasped as I filled her up. Her twat gripped my dick. It felt so incredible penetrating into her depths.
“Oh, oh, oh,” she moaned as I filled her up. “That’s it. That’s so good! Oh, oh, Zach!”
“Mom!” I groaned as the incestuous bliss of being back in the pussy that birthed me washed through my body. “Love you!”
She threw her arms around my neck and kissed me, tasting the lingering traces of her breast milk. I groaned, her cunt clamping down on my dick. I drew back my cock. She massaged me with that taboo twat. The pleasure washed through me.
I thrust back into her cunt, savoring burying to the hilt in her snatch. I fucked into her pussy hard and fast. I hammered my mother’s cunt. It was so good to pound her. The hospital bed creaked with our passion. She broke the kiss and fell onto her back.
Her boobs jiggled in her nursing bra as I pounded her. She smiled up at me, gasping, “That’s it! Fuck Mommy so hard! Breed Mommy!”
I savored fucking my mother hard. I loved the way her pussy gripped my cock. It was a delicious rush. She clamped down on me as I churned her up. She squirmed there, her eyes rolling back in her head. Her pussy gripped my cock. She gasped as I hammered to the hilt in her.
The hospital bed creaked from my hard strokes. Our gasps echoed through the room. Mom gripped my dick with her hot flesh. She wiggled her hips back and forth, stirring her cunt around my dick. It was a wonderful rush.
“That’s amazing!” I gasped. “Shit, shit, that’s it!”
“So good!” whimpered Mom. “Oh, oh, Mommy loves her hung son! Fuck Mommy so hard!”
I pounded her with all that I had. I loved burying into her twat with hard strokes. She gripped me with that hot flesh. I churned her up with powerful strokes into her pussy. She whimpered, tossing her head. Her glossy, black hair caught the light from the hallway.
My pants fell down around my ankles as I fucked her twat. I shot my hands out and shoved her nursing bra up and over her boobs. Her big tits spilled into my hands. I gripped them and massaged those wonderful breasts.
“Zach!” she gasped. “Oh, oh, Zach!”
“Mom!” I grunted, fucking her hard. “I am going to knock you up! I want our real daughter!”
“Yes, yes, flood me with your cum!” she moaned. “Knock your Mommy up!”
I slammed into her hard, and she squealed.
“Zach!”
Her pussy went wild around my dick.
I loved the warmth of her pussy spasming around my dick. She felt incredible spasming around my rod. I fucked into her cunt, the pressure building to erupt into her depths. To breed my mother. I grunted as she moaned.
“Cum in Mommy’s pussy!” she gasped. “Seed Mommy’s womb! Zach!”
“Yes!” I growled and buried into her.
I erupted.
My cum spurted into her twat. The pleasure slammed through me with each eruption. I soaked Mom’s womb in my incestuous seed. I ached to breed her. Nisha moaned in the background, my thought form watching.
“Yes, yes, she’s pregnant,” purred my thought form. “Pregnant with the soul of your original daughter. She’s been waiting to have a new body!”
“Yes!” I growled, dumping my load into Mom’s snatch. “I’m knocking you up!”
“Zachary!” she cried out in joy, her pussy milking my dick.
I dumped more and more of my cum into her snatch. I loved how she rippled around me. It was a beautiful thing to have her spasming about my cock. The ecstasy hit that glorious peak. I fired the last of my cum into her pussy.
“Oh, oh, Zach,” Mom whimpered, her pussy spasming around my dick. “That’s so good. Mmm, yes.”
She sat up and threw her arms around my neck. She kissed me with passion. I shuddered, holding my mom and reveling in this moment. Her pussy rippled around my cock a few more times, making sure she worked out all the cum
Making sure she was pregnant.
My thought form knew how to read the signs. If she said I had knocked up Mom, I had.
I broke the kiss with her and smiled. “We’re going to have our original daughter before that spell backfired on you.”
Mom’s eyes widened. “Really?”
“Really,” I said. “Believe it. You’re pregnant.”
She squealed and kissed me again. My heart beat for joy, too. I wanted to be a father. I wanted my children to be loved and to inherit a better world. That meant I had to be careful. The governor was dangerous, but, for now, she thought I was leashed.
I had to play the game perfectly. Thread the needle until it was time to strike against her.
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Moira Black
I came out of sleep to the nurse bringing Michael to be nursed.
I took my son. Mom was smiling at me as she rose from the bed. My brain was swimming with euphoria. There was something that Ms. Rayne had told me right before I went into labor, but I couldn’t remember what it was.
I was sure it wasn’t that important.
Not as my little baby.
I smiled as I nursed him, so happy. I was a mother. I had my big brother’s son. Euphoria consumed me.
Chapter Twelve
Charles Swartzenburg II
My court trial was coming up.
Soon, I would be found guilty and sent to Clallam Bay Correction Center. Already, the missionaries were doing their work. I was restless. The Pierce County Jail was my kingdom. Already, my followers were being set up there as well.
I would have a different cell, but I would have my mother and my sex slave. My mother looked younger than me. She had round breasts and a fresh face. She looked more like my sister, too, than my mother. Her facial structure was different.
This wasn’t her original body, but the love in her eyes was the same.
I had my mother back.
“You’re restless,” she said as she lounged on the bed.
“He is,” Lizzie said. My sex slave was playing on her phone on the other bed in the cell. I had a phone, of course. I had every convenience I could. She was playing some mobile slop game. “A caged lion. He deserves to be free.”
“When it’s appropriate,” I said. “For now, we have to play this part. Build up the loyal army.”
“Mmm, yes,” cooed Mom. “But if you need to bleed off energy.” She rolled over onto her hands and knees. “You can practice putting a baby in your mommy’s womb.”
Technically, that body was my niece. My brother’s daughter. That was hot in its own right. I moved behind Mom, the incestuous need to fuck her swelled in me, but… I wasn’t interested in pussy. I wanted some ass.
I slid my cock up into her butt-crack.
“Mmm, such a naughty boy,” she purred. “You can’t breed me that way.”
“I know,” I said. “Plenty of time to knock you up. I’m in the mood for some anal fun.”
“You just want to make Lizzie suck your dick clean,” she purred.
“Of course I do,” I said. “Lizzie loves it.”
“I do, Daddy!” she cooed. She still sort of believed I was her father. It was part of the magic that let me claim her.
Mom groaned as I pressed my cock against her asshole. She was really all that mattered to me. I had her in my life again. I drilled against her backdoor, savoring the way her anal ring widened and widened. She moaned in delight.
“Oh, oh, that’s it,” she purred. Her voice was different, but it was growing harder and harder to remember that. More and more, she was overwriting the memories of my mother’s original looks with her new ones. “Bugger me, Charles!”
“Yes, Mother,” I growled and thrust hard against her asshole. “Come on… That’s it… Yes!”
I popped into her bowels.
She gasped in delight as I did that. I slid into her anal sheath. It felt so good to slide into her bowels. To be all the way in her bowels. She clamped down on me as I sank deeper and deeper into her backdoor.
I bottomed out in my young mom’s asshole. She purred in delight. She wiggled her hips, stirring her anal sheath around my dick. Pleasure spilled up my shaft. I stroked her sides before finding her round boobs. I squeezed those firm tits.
I had to put a baby in her belly so they would grow larger, but…v
Her asshole felt nice.
I drew back, Mom’s anal sheath clamping down on my dick. She held me tight with that wonderful rod. I savored the heat of her embrace. I fucked back into her anal sheath, reveling in the warmth of her flesh around me. It was a glorious thing.
I buried into her over and over again. I fucked her asshole with so much force. She gasped, her anal sheath clamping down on my rod. The heat of her bowels melted up my cock. I loved that sensation as I fucked into her anal sheath.
She gasped and moaned as I buried into her over and over again. I loved the warmth of her anal sheath around my dick. I fucked into her bowels so hard. She gasped, rocking forward and back. I gripped her tits.
“Charles!” she moaned.
“That’s right, Mom!” I groaned.
“Oh, oh, Charles!” she whimpered. “That’s so good!”
I fucked her hard, so glad to bury into her anal sheath with such passion. She felt incredible around my dick. It was a beautiful thing to fuck her hard like this. She gripped my rod as I hammered her with force, my nuts slapping into her taint.
The need to cum in my mother’s asshole grew and grew with my every plunge into her bowels. She held me tight as I fucked into her bowels. She gasped and moaned as I fucked her so hard. She clamped down on me.
“Oh, oh, that’s it!” she groaned. “You’re driving me wild! Oh, oh, you’re so big! Mmm, I love it! Charles! My sweet boy!”
“Mother!” I groaned, hammering her asshole hard and fast. I buried into her bowels with all that I had. “Shit, cum on my dick!”
“I will!” She tossed her head, her blonde hair flying. “Oh, oh, that’s so good. Oh, Charles! I love you!”
Her asshole went wild around my cock.
“Fuck, Mother!” I groaned, pounding her bowels.
I buried into her anal sheath with all that I had. She rippled around me. It was an incredible rush to have her suckling at me. I loved every second of her hot flesh spasming around me. I pumped away at her, hurtling toward my climax.
“Yes!” I growled and buried her asshole.
I erupted.
My cum spurted into her asshole as the pleasure shot through me. Stars flashed across my vision. I savored every second as I dumped my cum into her bowels. I filled her to the brim with my spunk. It was magical to pump her full of my jizz.
“Yes, yes, yes!” I groaned, dumping my load into her bowels. “Shit, shit, that’s it! That’s so good!”
“Charles!” she whimpered as she milked my cock.
I dumped my load into her anal sheath. I filled her up with my cum. On the other bed, Lizzie rolled onto her hands and knees. She licked her lips, her perky tits swaying beneath her. I grinned at her as I filled my mother’s asshole up with my cum.
I dumped all the spunk I had into her bowels. It was so wild to fill her up. The pleasure slammed through me as I erupted one last time. I groaned, savoring that last spurt of rapture. I held onto it for as long as I could.
It died away fast.
I pulled my cock out of her asshole and turned, my dick bobbing. I panted at the warmth of her asshole fading from me. I turned and marched across the cell to Lizzie. The blonde licked her lips. She was supposed to be on my mother’s vessel.
“Daddy!” she cooed and opened her mouth wide.
She engulfed my dirty dick.
I loved the warmth of her lips sliding over my cock. She suckled on me. It was an incredible moment. She suckled and slurped on my rod. I groaned as she did. She swirled her tongue around my cock, polishing my pole.
“That’s good,” I growled. “Damn, that’s good!”
She purred around my dick, sliding her lips up and down my cock. It felt so damned good as she suckled on me. Her blue eyes sparkled as she stared up at me. She moaned around my cock as she polished my pole.
“It’s hot how she calls you daddy,” Mother purred. “If you knock me up, I hope to have a daughter. Then she’ll say that to you.”
“Yeah,” I groaned, glancing back at Mother. She was on her side, watching. “That would be hot. I want a son, though.”
“Well, we can have both,” Mother said. “You just keep trying until we have a son and a daughter. This body is young and fertile.”
I nodded as Lizzie kept suckling on my dick. I wanted that so much. It would be so hot. My cock throbbed in that wonderful mouth. The blonde slut suckled hard on my cock. She worked her lips up and down my rod.
I stroked my fingers through her blonde hair. She stared up at me with such lust in her eyes. She craved my cum. I wanted to give it to her. My nuts twitched as the pressure grew and grew with her every suckle.
“That’s it,” I growled. “Damn, you’re doing such a good job!”
She purred around me, staring up at me with such love in her eyes.
“Make your daddy cum, slut,” Mom purred.
“She’s getting there,” I groaned as that tongue danced around my cock. “Oh, fuck, that’s it. Shit, Lizzie!”
I erupted.
My cum spurted into her mouth. The slut gulped it down happily, her blue eyes squeezing shut. I loved how she nursed down the cum. The pleasure shot through me with each eruption. I grunted, my nuts twitching.
That was incredible.
I filled her mouth to the brim. I dumped my load into her mouth as a new figure appeared. Mrs. Augustine stood there, her red hair framing her face. She was naked, her pussy dripping. I nodded to her as I pumped my cum into the slut’s mouth.
“Moira gave birth to a son yesterday,” said Mrs. Augustine. “A healthy boy. Michael Zachary Black.”
“That’s good,” I grunted, erupting a last blast. “And?”
“And the spell to ward your brother from the governor was also a success,” the MILF said, cupping her tits. She looked horny. Her husband was with her, the cuck eager to watch. “The governor has no idea that she failed to enchant Zach.”
“Good, good,” I said. “So she won’t interfere.”
“Only so long as your brother walks the tightrope of pretending to be controlled while moving the pieces in place to take her and the Cult of Ba’al Zaphon down.”
I nodded, Lizzie still sucking on my dick. “Any changes on the trial?”
She shook her head, massaging her boobs. “None. Is your dick clean enough to fuck me? Because I need to be pounded.”
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Mrs. Madison Augustine
Douglas watched as I gripped the bars. I faced him through them, thrusting my cunt out toward Charles. Zach’s brother was such a hunk. I licked my lips, my preacher husband squeezing his cock through his pants like a pathetic cuck.
He was so eager to watch me getting fucked.
And I needed to be fucked.
Zach was all wrapped up in the excitement of his son being born to pound my pussy, but I knew his brother was up to the challenge. With Charles’s mother and sex slave watching, he gripped my hips and pressed his cock into my pussy.
“Dirty whore,” he growled, his hands sliding up my sides to cup my breasts.
“That’s right!” I moaned as he buried into me. “I’m so dirty!”
I shuddered in delight as he pumped away at my cunt. He fucked me with that wonderful dick. It was so amazing to have him thrusting in and out of me. I loved the feel of his shaft in my twat. My boobs jiggled.
He gripped my tits as he fucked me. He loved the feel of my juicy pussy around his dick as he pumped away at me. I treasured his thick shaft fucking me. He pounded me with all that he had. It was just a wonderful rush.
He plowed into me as I gasped, “Yes, yes, fuck me while my pathetic husband watches. Oh, oh, you’re a real man pounding my cunt!”
“Fucking whore!” he growled, thrusting in and out of my cheating cunt. “Yeah, you love it, don’t you?”
“I do!” she moaned. “I love it so much. Just hammer me!”
He groaned, fucking me with all that he had. It was an incredible rush to have him burying into my cunt. He fucked me so hard. I groaned as he did. I loved the thickness of his cock hammering my snatch. He plowed into me with everything he had.
I whimpered, wiggling my hips back and forth. I would cum so hard. He churned me up with that incredible dick. My eyes rolled back in my head as he pounded my snatch. I shuddered, rising and rising toward that climax.
“Oh, that’s so good!” I whimpered. “Please, please, don’t stop!”
“I won’t, slut!” he growled. “Shit, that’s good!”
It was so good. I was so happy to have him fucking my snatch. My pussy clamped down on his big dick as he fucked me. He buried into me with all that he had. His hands kneaded my tits as I stared at my husband.
Douglas jacked off his little dick. He stroked up and down his shaft as he watched me getting fucked so hard. My pussy gripped that wonderful dick as I hurtled toward my climax. I loved every second of him burying into me.
“Oh, that’s it!” I moaned. “Yes, yes, keep fucking me!”
“Cum on my cock, whore!” he growled.
“I’m such a big whore!” I gasped. “Right, Douglas!”
“Yes, yes, yes, Madison!” panted my husband.
The cuck fisted his dick fast, his face twisting in delight. I shuddered, Charles’s much bigger dick fucking my cunt hard. He pounded me with the same passion as his dark and mysterious father. My entire body quivered as I rose toward my climax.
I wiggled my hips, stirring my cunt around that mighty cock. It was an incredible rush. Charles’s nuts slapped into my clit. The sparks sizzled through me. I was so close to bursting. Just a few more strokes, and I would explode.
“That’s it!” I gasped. “Oh, watch me cum like a whore, Douglas!”
“I’m watching!” my cuck groaned, fisting his dick.
“Yes, you are, Douglas!” I squealed.
My pussy exploded around Charles’s cock.
He grunted as he fucked me hard. His dick buried into my snatch over and over again. I rippled around him, suckling at him. I wanted to have all this cum spurting into me. That would be so hot. He grunted, fucking to the hilt in me again and again.
“Fuck!” he growled.
Erupted.
“Another man is cumming in your wife’s pussy, cuck!” I squealed as that hot cum jetted into me.
My husband grunted and spurted his pathetic load of jizz.
As his spunk splashed on the concrete floor, Charles’s spunk filled my cunt. He dumped his load into me. I trembled there, my pussy milking that big, spurting cock. I felt so dizzy as the jizz filled me up. It was incredible.
I milked that wonderful cock, moaning out my pleasure. I swayed through such incredible bliss. It was so amazing. I smiled from ear to ear as he dumped all that spunk into me. My pussy milked him dry as I trembled in delight.
“Damn,” growled Charles as he dumped his load into me. “Shit, anything else I need to know?”
“Mmm, no,” I whimpered. “Your trial is still on track. I’ll let you know if anything develops.”
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Moira Black
After two days, I was coming home from the hospital.
It was so wonderful to be heading home with my new bundle of joy. Michael was just so cute. I couldn’t help but stare at him and giggle. I barely remembered the drive home. Before I knew it, we were back at the mansion.
The cops guarding it were out front. Drones hovered in the air to give surveillance. I hummed as the limo headed up the driveway. Then we were at the door. Mom smiled at me as I grinned at the cutie that I held in my arms.
Ms. Denise opened the door. I slid out. I was bouncing with energy. I cooed in delight, wanting to fuck my brother and feeling so sore down there. I also wanted to breastfeed him, but our child needed the milk.
I had spells to cast.
“Mom, come with me,” I cooed.
“Sure,” she said as she followed me into the house.
I headed for the nursery first. Colette was in a rocking chair in there. She was on nursery duty, I supposed. That was good. She smiled as I held my sleeping son. I wanted to keep cradling him, but he wouldn’t need me for a few hours.
“I’ll watch over him,” cooed Colette. The maid grinned at the sleeping bundle. “Oh, young master, I will take such good care of you.”
I knew the maids would dote on him, and when he was old enough, well, they would really take care of him. That was such a hot thought. It made me giggle in delight at what the future would hold for my son.
“This way, Mom!” I purred. “We have some magic to cast!”
“Oh,” Mom said as I strode to my magic room. It was the basement. Ashtaroth had that impressive magic circle put down there. No point in not using it. “What sort of spell?”
“Healing my pussy,” I said. “And giving me so much breast milk, I can nurse everyone I want!”
“Ah,” she said as we descended down the stairs.
My boobs jiggled before me. They were a little bigger. I was up to a B cup. No longer just a little A. I was so happy as we reached the bottom of the stairs. I swept into the middle of the floor, feeling the magic in the air.
“Strip!” I said and ripped off my hospital gown.
I was so glad to get rid of it. I was nice and nude beneath it. My pussy dripped despite the dull ache. There were things I didn’t know about labor that I wanted to forget. Just focus on the end result, not what it took.
“Now,” I said and clapped my hands together as Mom joined me in the magic circle. She had such big boobs. “First, we’ll cast a healing spell using Isis. Then we’ll switch over to Hathor. You have some wonderful mommy milkers, and I’ll need the same.”
She nodded.
“Isis, Goddess of Healing and Protection, Wife of Osiris, Mother of Pharaohs, let your blessing imbue my body and heal my vagina so I may lie with my king as soon as possible,” I chanted. “Imbue my mother’s milk and transform her gift into your healing elixir.”
The circle glowed golden.
Mom gasped.
I leaned over and latched on. I suckled from her, the milk squirting into my mouth. I closed my eyes at how good it was. She shuddered as she held me to her tit like she always had. This would take some time for the spell to work, but as I gulped down the breast milk, I felt it happening.
The healing suffused my pussy, reading me for my king.
For my big brother.
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Governor Christine Gregory
“His father is a man named Lewis Black,” said Chief John Cartwell. He was the Chief of the Washington State Patrol. “There’s a picture of an old ID in there.”
I opened the folder and found the picture of Lewis Black. He was a man in his late twenties who looked much like Zach, only he had blond hair instead of Black. The ID expired fifteen years ago.
“We can’t find anything else on him,” said the head of the WSP. He was a Black man with a strong jaw. He photographed well. Tough on crime while being a minority. He was also a member of the Cult. “He had an apartment rented in his name. There’s a marriage license with Mary Black about a year before Zach and Moira, his twin sister, were born. No evidence of a job. Of paying taxes. Of any bills beyond utilities. No car in his name. And he vanishes after that.”
“Dead?” I asked.
“It’s a fake identity,” said the trooper. “The real Lewis Black died at three months old. A common way of making a fake identity is to open Social Security accounts for deceased babies. Parents rarely do that before a child is a year or two old. With that, he was able to get a Washington State Driver’s License.”
“Taxes?” I asked.
“Nothing. The SS has never held a job.” The chief leaned back in his chair. “The man is a ghost.”
“And the son?” I asked.
“He has more power than we initially thought,” said Chief Cartwell. “He does have a bodyguard of cops. Half are Pierce County Sheriff deputies, the other half come from local municipalities. Tacoma. Puyallup. Even from the tribal police. All women. He seems to have corrupted the local government extensively. Besides Mayor White, Sheriff Billings is definitely compromised. Maybe Executive Stevens.”
He was the leader of the Pierce County Council.
“Still working on that. He may have others in government also compromised.” Chief Cartwell closed his folder.
“He’s a sorcerer?” I asked.
“Undoubtedly.” The cop rose, picking up his trooper hat. “You have him enchanted.”
I nodded. I did, yet… “Keep digging. Especially into the father. I don’t like that this man came out of nowhere and fathered this young man. He must be a sorcerer, too. He must have groomed his children.”
“Children?” asked the chief. “The sister, too.”
“She just had a baby. A son. Father unknown.”
“Incest?”
I nodded. “A concentration of power. If that child has a sudden death, we’ll know for sure.”
A firstborn sacrifice would be a powerful bargain with a demon. If Zach was under my domination, he wouldn’t do that, but if he was free, it would be his first move. I had offered my firstborn for power. I would not let it slip away.
“I’ll keep digging,” he promised as he left.
I nodded and sighed. I had a budget meeting in five minutes. Lewis Black and his son Zachary. The entire situation felt wrong.
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