LOGIN"Together..." The thought of being taken by the both of them pushed me over the edge cumming. Kiernan kept licking me but his hands retreated to pull down his pants.
"Mmmm... always so tasty. And so greedy." He flipped me over and pulled me onto his thick erection. "Do you want us to double-team you, darling? Fill both of your tight little holes?"
And while he was stuffing my pussy with his dick, he invaded my ass with his two middle fingers. I cried out at the incredible fullne
I could feel him touching and manipulating my energy on a subatomic level, where he could perceive without observing, thereby allowing any and all paradoxical quantum processes to continue undisturbed while he played God. But Musashi advised that the perceiving eye is weaker than the observing one, and the man I observed healing me was not an uncaring man who had given up on life; on love. I could see that Sylas was in the state of waiting, and he knew that he had to strike before his opponent did. If he wanted that opportunity, he had to appear weak: To forsake love for prideful solitude would have been, for him, the height of weakness.The sensations I began to feel were beyond uncomfortable, just as the force of Creation is equally as harsh as Destruction; like love and hate. It was physical, yes, and in a place I'd long tried to divorce myself from: the core of my womanhood. But the emotions- the torrent of feelings both terrifying and thrilling- were monumental. Pain was the sacr
By the time I'd finished poring over the book, the room was the dim vernal shade of plants dreaming deeply. And soon there were footsteps coming down the hallway, a key in the lock, the creak of the hinges. I remained where I was, watching as Dother entered in Thomas' body. He was wearing khakis, loafers and a polo, with a cardigan draped over his shoulders, hair elegantly tousled. Under normal circumstances, this would have given my stepbrother a roguish appeal, but I couldn't see past His hateful aura."Hmm, in bed but already dressed. Too bad. Get up, we're going on a little trip." He tossed a pair of canvas boat shoes at me. "I hope you don't get seasick."Once I'd slipped them on and stood up, he pulled out a pair of handcuffs. "After your stunt last night, I thought it best to keep precautions. Turn around, you know the drill."Knowing that he wouldn't hesitate to hurt me, I obeyed, conserving my energy for later. Do not do anything useless.Dother cackled as he bound my wrists.
"I love you too, Ali. You've grown up to be such an amazing woman." When we pulled apart, I saw that she was crying. The last time I saw her cry was when I was a little girl, and she'd found out what had happened to me. "I always wanted you to be proud.""I always wanted that myself." I gently dabbed at my mother's tear-stained cheeks with a handkerchief from my clutch. "I'm sorry, but I have to go now, Mom.""Good-bye, Alice. I'll see you soon- I promise.""Good-bye," I called back, hurrying away before I started bawling.Dother caught up with me and lead me to the front door. "That was lovely. Put a little tear in my eye," he chortled after handing his ticket to the valet.I crossed my arms and bit my tongue until we were in Thomas' car. "Where are we going?" I asked once we were on a deserted back road, especially dark without a moon. I kept my head turned towards the window, and watched the side-view mirror in hopes of a tail, or seven."You'll see when we get there," he murmured,
Kiernan's grip kept me from muffling my cries in the pillows as he plowed into me, his heavy sac slapping against my labia. His fingers rubbed insistently around my clit, making me cum around him repeatedly. My father was a very good learner, because after he'd watched me pleasure myself a few times, his manual techniques had been catered to my every need. He wanted to hear me scream and I didn't disappoint. I could feel him getting longer and thicker before shooting his hot sperm deep in my womb, his groan so primal that I found myself climaxing with him. We both gasped when he withdrew, releasing an abundant gush of fluid."Mmm... I've never seen my cum leaking out of prettier pussy. And it's going to be leaking out of you all night because we're leaving now and you're not getting your panties back.""What? It'll ruin my dress.""I'll take it to the dry cleaners.""You're mean.""Mean would be making you clean off my cock on the way there.""You would want a blowjob after that?""Ge
"Oh, I see." He rolled over and slanted his mouth over mine, kissing me sweetly while he stroked my hair. "You're the one I'm in love with, mó shíorghrá. The one I want to be with. Although, if you ever wanted to swap out one night...""Hey!" I nipped at his neck extra hard, and felt him getting extra hard. "If you ever sleep with Seraphine, I want to watch.""You mean a threesome? Mmm..." Kiernan rolled me on top of him, sliding into me in one thrust."I was thinking more along the lines of foursome, actually," I corrected him, my voice high and breathy as he fucked me; as I fucked him back."Greedier and greedier," he growled, pinching and tugging one of my nipples. I came imagining all the ways I'd like my father and uncle to fuck me while I worshiped Seraphine's angelic body.***We'd been having a busy day at UnderGround, and in the middle of it, a couple of supposed FBI agents came by to ask Kiernan whether a man named Brannon Stewart had ever been a client there. My father proc
"Together..." The thought of being taken by the both of them pushed me over the edge cumming. Kiernan kept licking me but his hands retreated to pull down his pants."Mmmm... always so tasty. And so greedy." He flipped me over and pulled me onto his thick erection. "Do you want us to double-team you, darling? Fill both of your tight little holes?"And while he was stuffing my pussy with his dick, he invaded my ass with his two middle fingers. I cried out at the incredible fullness, feeling every ridge, vein and bulge."Yes, Daddy! I want you and Uncle Jack to fuck me... To fill me with your seed... Make me your whore..."When we role-played our father/daughter relationship, the kink was a mixture of real and staged; where the fantasy with Uncle Jack fell on that spectrum, I wasn't entirely sure, and maybe not knowing made it all the hotter."You're such a dirty little whore already. The two of us together would ruin you, baby."The sounds of







