Alex brings a hot girl home

They were in his room and both hornier than either had been in their lives. Alejandro was so horny his hands had shook as he downed half a bottle of Spermizan. Angela swallowed a similar quantity of Stretch-Out. She didn’t question what **** he’d pushed into her hand. She had just gulped them down obediently. Anything was fine as long as he fucked her.

“Naked. Now.”

She stripped off her clothes in a frenzy, wanting to and having to in equal measure.

“What now?” She asked breathlessly.

He began to undress. First his shirt came off to reveal slabs of lean muscle. Then his pants to reveal a bulge that made her gulp audibly. Then his underwear. He was a specimen. He’d always been handsome but with his clothes off it was clear that Pearson’s had made him a body like a Classical Greek statue, with one notable exception. His cock. It swung down heavy from his form, inhuman in its size. For Angela it seemed to exude power. He was the instrument of her annihilation. This massive cock would break her and remake her. Into what?

She was thirsting to know. She dropped to her knees. Though he had made no intonation of his voice to indicate she should. It was obvious where she should be. How many babies would he fuck into her? How many was too many?

She crawled to him swinging her big ass as she did. Again, the obvious thing to do. Alejandro sat down heavily on his bed as she came to him. His cock stuck out like a tower from his groin, it was the focus of the room. It had never fucked a pussy, but it was about to.

Angela began to lavish tiny kisses on his huge balls. She then took them into her mouth sucking and lather them with her tongue. At least what she could, they were like oranges.

“Love the taste of my balls? Huh, slut?”

Was it even a question? The slightly salty skin of his nutsack was the best thing she’d ever had in her mouth. So far.

She began to trail more little kisses up the length of his shaft. Giving extra attention to his bulging veins, and lingering when she reached his glans. With beautiful finality she reached the tip and gave it a long and perfect kiss. Alejandro looked at her, her plump lips parted as she worshipped her Alpha. It was perfect.

It wasn’t enough.

He slowly but firmly grabbed her head and began to push down. She squirmed and gave a little grunt. There was no way. No way her very normal and human esophagus was going to do that.

There was a way. She distended like a perverse animation as Pearson’s Perfections patented Stretch-Out let her Alpha begin to fuck her throat.

It was not painful per se but it was uncomfortable. Until, “You love this. Don’t you, you little slut.” Fuck yeah she did. More than life as she began to fuck her own throat on his massive tool. Her eyes watered and a distinctive “gluck, gluck, gluck,” filled the room as she did her best to please her man. Her pussy creaming and spasming as she did.

“GLUCK, GLUCK, GLUCK!”

Raquel dropped her bags in utter astonishment. She had heard that sound before. Heard it in the hours of OZ porn she’d watched. A super cock was fucking some lucky slut’s eager throat. An Alpha was having sex. In her house. There was only one Alpha it could be. The Alpha with the voice that made Beta’s melt. The Alpha who had haunted her dreams last night. The Alpha who had made her sweat through her sheets and rub her pussy till morning light filtered in through the blinds… her brother.

She almost ran to him. She needed to see it. It had to be something else his… his… cock. “Please, big brother why not me?” She whispered to herself. If not her then who? She snuck upstairs to find out.

Alejandro used one hand to rough push Angela off his cock. A gossamer string of spit broke as his cock exited her throat with a slurp. They looked at each other in the eyes. With one effortless motion, like picking up a cloth doll he lifted her into the air. She was five feet off the ground and could feel his manhood teasing at her entrance.

“Angela I’m going to… is it okay?” his voice was soft. No Alpha Voice, he wanted to know for real.

“Alex.”

“Huh?”

“Don’t hold back. I don’t care if it hurts me.” And she bit her lip. Her eyes were so wide. He’d never seen pupils so dilated, little did he know it was his musk furiously activating her dopamine receptors. Blasting her soft Beta brain with happy chemicals. Her eyes were so big, so brown, so watery, so soft, so like... She was pleading for it. It reminded him of…

He speared Angela in one fluid motion. It was heaven, warm and silken. It made him feel complete. It made Angela feel full. Too full for thoughts only high and shallow huffs, and white hot obliteration.

Raquel watched with her own big, wide eyes from a kneeling position by the door neither of the lovers had bothered to fully close.

In the center of the room was a beautiful black girl with a huge ass being fucked within an inch of her life. She was suspended in the air by the biggest cock Raquel had ever seen. Truly suspended, his erection keeping her up and his hands just moving her up and down to fuck her. Tongue lolling out the girl was grunting and whimpering as Alex took her. Her eyes rolled up to reveal the whites as Angela lost herself in big Alpha cock.

Raquel’s hand was already down her pants. Bent at a downward angle ass in the air she was frantically fingering herself, and staring unblinkingly at her brother. When she came she bit her fist so hard she left indented tooth marks. She couldn’t afford for them to hear her, then they might stop.

Alejandro didn’t last that long. It was his first time. Which is to say he lasted thirty-five minutes. He was an Alpha after all.

“Fuck. I’m going to cum.”

Neither woman knew if that counted as a command or not. Alejandro began to roar out the best nut of his life. The two girls; one bouncing in the air and the other leaving claw marks in the door frame came in beautiful unison. Screaming for him.

Alejandro collapsed on the bed and caught Angela before she fell. Her pussy was overflowing with his cum. Spermizan was still pumping in his veins. In a bit he’d fuck his Beta again. But for now.

He dragged her into the bed and nestled her soft body into his. Who said Alpha’s didn’t like to cuddle every once in a while? For her part Raquel crawled away, stars still popping in her eyes.

“YES, YES, YES, YES. Give it to me! Please! Give it to me!” The girl grunted and screamed. Little bits of dust drifted down from the first floor ceiling. “Thank you! Thank you!” She cried. The two had long since broken the bed.

Raquel sat glumly at the counter playing with her snack. Post-nut clarity had set in for her and she was still a virgin. Elena Torres walked up behind her and sniffed loudly.

“Hi mamá.” Raquel did not turn around.

“Is that what I think it is?”

“Yes.”

“Well I am glad at least all that money to that clinic went somewhere. Ughh!” She threw up her hands. The girl came again. “And the girl?”

“Oh, Angela? Yeah.”

“Who is this Angela?

“A girl from school.” Raquel played with her food. “Very pretty, very smart.” And very fucking lucky. She gripped her spoon angrily. What kind of Alpha doesn’t fuck his family first?

Elena Torres sniffed as the girl came, again. Raquel snuck a glance. Was that? Was there approval in Elena Torres’s eyes? If there had been it was gone now. “He will be hungry. Men are hungry after.” She rolled up her sleeves. “He is an adult, and we will all need dinner.”

Dinner was awkward. The normally bitchy and sardonic Angela, had a dopey, sleepy smile on her face. Alejandro only had eyes for food. His female relatives just sort of picked at theirs. Elena for her part tried to strike up conversation.

“So? Angela?” She eyed the Beta-blue bracelet. “You will be joining us then?”

“More.” Spermizan had depleted him. Alejandro held out his bowl.

Elena Torres was halfway back from the kitchen when she realized how she had failed to resist the compulsion. She went in to scold her son, plopping the food down in front of him with a clatter.

“Water too. I’m thirsty.” He burped. “Thank you mamá.” Was added at the last second.

On her way back consciousness returned and Elena cursed herself. How had that happened? It was so quick. So automatic. So natural to obey. Tomorrow she would start training her resistance. No man would have her running to the kitchen, not even her own son.

Angela waddled home on shaky legs. For now she would continue to live in Local Circle until a room was set up for her. Raquel had joked jealously about her sleeping under Alejandro’s bed. It had been seriously considered, but it was broken so in the end wasn’t an option.

They all retired to their separate rooms. Alejandro had the best night’s sleep of his life. Raquel and Elena the worst of theirs.

“How can I get him to fuck me?”

“How can I resist the power he has over me when she speaks?”

Resolutions still unfilled and the reality of a realized Alpha under the roof setting in, the two ladies did their best to sleep.