Better Eat First

It was a little before five when I woke up for no apparent reason. Oh, wait, my arm was asleep beneath Ji-Yoo. I tugged it out gently to peruse a world where I wasn't the center of attention for once, and looked at her sleeping face. She was so beautiful, even without makeup and having been used as a cum dump for some time. It was a good idea to knock her up.

I looked at Ashley and frowned. A little mousy, especially in comparison to Ji-Yoo, but not a bad lay. I wasn't sure how long until my next exertion should be, so I decided to just rub one out. Right onto Ashley's sleeping face. There, I thought, impressed by how quickly that was accomplished, as I gave her a precision facial from a couple feet away.

Neither of them seemed to notice me moving along the bed. Perhaps they're getting so used to sleep-fucks now, that they just sleep through them. I frowned at the thought, thinking they might not be aware of the need to fuck me one night, and I'm a goner. Perhaps this was a good, biological reason why many EDPs sleep with different women all the time. It made some evolutionary sense, even though nothing else did.

The door was open, and I used it to slip out of the room and rubbed my still tingly arm, as well as my still tingly dick. Cindy's room was empty, as was my original bedroom. I wondered where Mom and Janice wound up? Oh well. I slipped down the carpeted steps and around couch. Erin and Martha were probably still downstairs, and Cindy out on the back porch. I could hear something sizzling and smiled. Mom must be making breakfast.

I was wrong. I glanced up Janice's naked backside as she cooked some bacon. She was wearing a borrowed apron to protect from any grease, although I would love to **** her to cook without an apron, and suffer through the minor burns and irritations. That would be neat.

I snuck up behind, licked my fingers, and *bang* right into her asshole. "Ahh!" she grunted in surprise, as I massaged her insides. "John?" she questioned, buckling carefully onto the stove to protect herself from a disaster. I began pushing in and out with two fingers. She turned around and smiled at me, as I thrust the fingers into her mouth. She had a momentary look of disgust before licking them clean.

She had been preparing an early breakfast for herself, which was very well made, I thought, as I ate the last of her bacon and eggs as she watched. "I figured you would know how to make a decent-size meal," I laughed as I drank some vodka-laced OJ.

"Thanks!" she said, not understanding that I just made a fat joke. I frowned and thought I may have gone too far.

"I'm sorry," I said, as I grabbed her hand, as she looked in awe. "I didn't mean to call you fat. You're not that bad. My mom's a little chubbier than she used to be, and Erin could probably lose some pounds."

"Don't worry about it, John. I'll make more," she tried to get up, but I directed her down.

"W-what is it?"

"Why are you here?"

"You want me here."

"I never said that. Everyone else either lives here, or I **** them to come here. But you just followed. You can leave any time you want to."

She seemed upset. "If you want me to leave, I'll go. I'm sure Ji-Yoo or Cindy would be better for your tastes, anyway."

"No," I said, not letting her lift her hands up and leave. "I want you to tell me what you want." I let go.

"I want you to survive," she began.

"And?"

"And I want to study erection dependence?" she was unsure as she began stammering a little.

"And?"

"And... I want... I want to... I don't know." She had issue expressing herself.

"Okay." I said, standing up. "Get dressed."

Her eyes shot up. "Wh- no- I need-- I want..."

"Go steal some of my mom's clothes." She put her head down and began to exit the kitchen. "If you're going to stay here," I continued, "I need you to be more than just another one of these naked sluts. I need a manager, an aide-de-camp who can make sure I'm always looked after 24/7." I was worried about the two sleeping fuck buddies upstairs, and this seemed like an adequate solution.

She kissed me and skipped away, bounding up the steps and waking everyone up, probably.

I made my way down the basement, and frowned at what I saw. My mother and Erin, wrapped in each others arms on the cold floor in a sleeping bag, as a tarp has been placed over Mrs. Davis. I ripped off the tarp and kicked my mother in the ribs. "What the fuck is this?" I yell, as I begin pulling my mother up by her hair.

"Johnny! I was just making sure Erin was doing okay. And- and- Martha and I are friends. I wanted to make sure she understood you're just doing what's best, and there are no hurt feelings." She seemed genuinely scared. She should be.

"This fucking undermines me in front of the girls!" I yell, as she cowers. "'Martha' is my sex ****. She is supposed to be going through **** to break her mind and bend it to my will. And Erin is my fucktoy. A collection of holes for my dick and whatever strikes my fancy. They're no longer people. You cannot treat them as such." I slapped her, hard, and smiled.

"I'm sorry," she said, tears forming as well as a split lip.

"You fucking better be," I shouted, pushing her down to my erect cock. "Now suck it." Her pain and my pleasure synthesized as one when I came into her mouth. "Cindy better be out back still," I said, as I wiped my dick off in mom's hair. "Or else you and Martha switch places for a week."

To my mother's relief, Cindy was still on the back porch, awake and dancing as I unlocked the door. "Thanks, John. I need to use the bathroom," she attempted to run around me to get to one, but I stopped her from leaving the porch.

"Go ahead." I said, simply, standing there as I stared at her.

"But, you're blocking the way..."

"Piss," I said, sternly. "Right now."

Getting the hint, she stood there and relieved herself to my and Mom's view. "You'll stay outside until it's time to go," I said, slamming the back door and locking it again.

Janice came downstairs in shorts and a white shirt, very tight on her frame, and I smiled. "You look beautiful," I said, and she blushed. Ji-Yoo and Ashley came down as well. They frowned a little when they saw my mother's bruises, but tried to revert to their usual, accepting poses.

"Ashley, you're in charge when I'm gone. If you get horny, you can fuck my mother. Leave the basement locked and we'll feed Erin and the Reverend when I get back. Teach my mother to be a more submissive cunt, too, will ya?" I glared at my mom, who looked downtrodden. Ashley nodded.

Erin was still going to make a **** collar for Reverend Davis, but I had an old dog leash I could use for Cindy. I gave it to Janice, who skipped outside to fashion it onto Cindy. "Ji-Yoo," I said, admiring her nude body as she stood there proudly, "you're going to stay naked. You're my showgirl, the most beautiful girl I've ever fucked and perhaps will fuck." Now it was her turn to blush as I began making out with her. "I'm going to clean up."

I went upstairs and washed up and found some clothes to dress in. It was fine for Ji-Yoo and Cindy, or maybe not, who cares?, but it was too chilly for me to walk outside naked this early.

I waved at the neighbors as I walked hand-in-hand with my naked lover, as Janice followed behind pulling Cindy on a leash. It wasn't a long walk to school, but it was nice.

The school was practically abandoned it seemed. No buses, few cars. I was worried it had been cancelled if not for the signs of some activity. I walked with my entourage into the school, buzzed in by the administration, as they easily allowed me to walk around the stupid metal detectors. Principal Mathis met us near her office.

"Mr. Doe," said the stern older disciplinarian who I hadn't thought of sexually. Before. "I've sent all the undergraduates home, per the state EDP protocol. After the events of the assembly orgy, and the subsequent **** nudity amongst most of the senior girls, we felt it necessary to adapt to your presence. We weren't sure if you were going to return these last few days."

It was true, you thought, as you could see a few late straggler women still naked from when you ordered it that first day. You hadn't bothered to go to school since that day, opting instead to hang out at the anime convention before the weekend hit, so had no clue what was going on. Janice and Ji-Yoo had been **** to stay with you, so they were excused as well.

"Take off your shirt," you say to the Principal, who frowns, but quickly gets to work. As she unbuttons her shirt, you tell her that Ji-Yoo will be the only to remain naked after today. She seems relieved, as she undoes her bra.

You frown at the sagginess of the woman's breasts, as you squeeze and tease them. "Kiss Cindy for me."

She recoils a little bit from Cindy's smell, but soon enough begins making out with the young woman. They both got into it very well, making you suspect that Mathis was an experienced lesbian. "Did you ever fuck a student before?" you asked, preparing to watch as Mathis and Cindy fucked on the floor, keeping your distance from the stench.

"Yes, several times," said Mathis, curiously. "What?!" you asked, incredulous at this reveal.

"When I was a younger teacher, I would generally fuck some of the girls in my class, and occasionally boys, if it helped my career." She did not seemed alarmed at revealing this.

"How would that help your career?"

"I was more attractive back then, and the sports coaches liked to use me as a reward for their star players."

I shook my head. "Get the fuck out of here," I said, watching as Principal Mathis picks up her shirt and bra and makes it away across the hall to her office, clothing in hand.

I walk to the first room on my left, the art studio, where the new art teacher, Heather Winslow, stood there naked as the class uncomfortably painted her pose. I had ordered her naked at the school assembly last week, and she was making good use of the **** nudity.

"John!" she said, congenially, while not removing from her pose. Her arms were swept up like an Emmy statuette without the globe. I walked up to her and felt her small breasts and teased her clit, as the class, comprised half of clothed boys and naked girls, sat flustered. "We're cancelling the nude still life for today," I barked the order, taking over Ms. Winslow's class. I pulled on my sister's leash, sending her onto her knees where Ms. Winslow had been standing.

"I need all the boys in the room to circle around poor Cindy here and paint her body white." They understood the gist of my statement, as all six or so boys circled around Cindy and pulled out their cocks, beginning to jack themselves off onto my sister's face and body.

I pulled Ms. Winslow into my lap as I sat in a chair and told her to fuck me. She faced the students and away as she rode my cock. I bust my nut into Heather as my old friend Tom busts his nut onto Cindy's left eye, as a torrent of spunk seems to release quickly from the boys over her for a good while.